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Sorio Kiminata

"I will change what our world has become."

0 · 486 views · located in The Commonwealth of New Tokyo

a character in “Tundra || Remaster”, as played by Lyx




Image∞ Full name ∞
Sorio Tora Kiminata

∞ Nickname ∞

∞ Ethnicity ∞

∞ Age ∞

∞ Gender ∞

*∞ Sexuality ∞

∞ Role ∞
Raid Master

∞ Ability ∞
Poison Breath

∞ Face Claim ∞
Setsuna F. Seiei

Image∞ Height & Weight ∞
Sorio is five foot nine in height and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds.

∞ Hair color ∞

∞ Eye color ∞

*∞ Distinguishable Facial Features ∞
Sorio has a scar on the right side of his forehead near his hairline. It is usually covered by his hair, so it is hard to notice.

∞ Birthmarks/Scars/Tattoos/Piercings ∞
His mark is shaped like two snakes, one white and one black, eating each other’s tails and is circling the base of his neck.

∞ Physical Description ∞
Sorio is lean and fairly well muscled, but not bulky. His hair is messy and hard to control, so usually he simply lets it lie as it will. To cover up his mark he generally wears high collared shirts, turtlenecks, or a scarf. In general his clothing is loose and in dark colors so he doesn’t distinguish himself from the rest of the crowd.

*Image∞ Habits/Quirks ∞
✦ Sorio often talks in his sleep. What he says ranges from gibberish to repeating things he had said that day to a narration of his dreams. Regardless, it can be a little irritating to try to fall asleep when he is doing this.
✦ When thinking hard about something Sorio often nibbles on the skin of the knuckles of his pointer fingers.
✦ When happy or excited about something Sorio will wave his arms up and down, making him look like he is attempting liftoff.

∞ Likes ∞
♥ Spicy food
♥ White noise
♥ Swimming

∞ Dislikes ∞
✖ Loud noises: Sorio gets distracted easily by loud noises, especially high pitched ones.
✖ Horror stories: Sorio never liked nor saw the point of trying to scare other people through fictional stories. There is enough that exists in the real world to be scared about.
✖ Dogs: They bark loudly and pee on what they aren’t supposed to.

∞ Talents ∞
✔ Cooking: His father worked at a kitchen for one of the restaurants for more privileged people and taught Sorio how to cook as well.
✔Stamina: While not exactly a talent, Sorio does have good stamina.
✔ Cartography: As the raid master Sorio has drawn maps for the people he has worked with, so he has had some practice with this.

∞ Fears ∞
✘ Dolls: They are just so creepy with their blank stares!
✘ Accidently harming friends/allies with his ability: His ability is a bit uncontrollable, so he is really careful about when he uses it.
✘ Someone getting captured on a raid: He’s the raid master so he feels responsible if someone is hurt on a raid.

∞ Flaws ∞
✘ No sense of smell: Sorio has no sense of smell for reasons he doesn’t know. As far as he knows he has never had one.
✘ Overburdening: Sorio doesn’t know when to say no, so he often takes more responsibilities than he can handle.
✘ Peanut allergies: If Sorio eats peanuts he will itch all over and get short of breath.

∞ Secrets ∞
⌛ Hates being alone: Sorio wouldn’t admit it, but he really likes to be around people.
⌛ Family: Sorio is still in contact with his family.
⌛ Animals: Sorio has a soft spot for animals, especially because pets are not allowed in family units.

Image∞ Weapon ∞
Sorio has two small pistols that are more used for deterring people from attacking than any long lasting damage. For more serious combat he uses two knives that he keeps hidden in secret pockets in his pants.

∞ Personality ∞
Sorio is a serious type who analyzes the situation and then acts. When the situation permits he will think about even responding to a simple question. He is one to take time to get to know other people so that when he assigns them to tasks he is sure they will do well. Although he can be a little bossy, he tries to earn respect before he asks people to do things. Level headed and calm when it comes to his own problems, he doesn’t know as much how to handle the problems of others. He is a sucker for those who say please and will put aside his own work to comfort or aid other people. Before he does these things for people, however, he has to have some level of affection or respect for them. When he does this he doesn’t expect something in return. For him it is his job to be a leader beyond raids, because if he can’t be trusted in everyday things than how can he be trusted in big things?

Image∞ Romantic Interest ∞

∞ History ∞
Sorio lived with his mother, father, and younger sister in one of the better districts. His father was a cook in a restaurant for that catered to the local officials and his mother worked as a secretary for one of the officials. They didn’t have much more privileges than most, but they had enough food for the table and toys that other children might not have had. Sorio and Natsuna, his sister, went to school in a different district because they lived on the edge between their district and a poorer one. The kids in their school were envious of Sorio and Natsuna for living what they thought were better lives.

Thus the two were bullied and picked on. Their parents encouraged them to ignore the bullies, to be the better people. So they did. They tried to turn away from the teasing, but the teasing turned to poking and pinching which turned to ambushes in alleys on the way home. One time when Sorio was sixteen and Natsuna was fourteen the were physically dragged into an alley by a gang of kids with a gun. The kids threaten to shoot the siblings if they didn’t give them their money. The leader of the kids pressed the gun to Natsuna’s chest, demanding payment. In that instant Sorio was terrified and angry at all the bullying over the years. He took a deep breath and blew out a green fog towards the face of the leader. The leader inhaled the fog and laughed, commenting on how badly Sorio’s breath smelled. Then he started coughing up blood. He crumpled to the ground, spasms racking his body. The gang of kids stared, astonished, and Sorio and Natsuna ran away.

After this event Sorio found that he had a marking of two snakes eating each other’s tails around his neck, one light and one dark. He found that his could breathe strange mists that would make people fall asleep, hallucinate, cough blood, and cause eyes to bleed among other things. He could even breathe a stream of fire. But his experiments were not left unnoticed for long. People wearing gas masks came and told him to get in a car when he was walking home from school one day. Freaked out, he nevertheless did as he was told. At one stop on the route that Sorio recognized as one to a government facility someone fired shots at the car. The people in gas masks got out and started shooting in return. Sorio took advantage of the confusion and ran. He was intercepted by people who introduced themselves as the Light Bearers. They told him to come with them and he would be safe. Desperate to get away from the government, Sorio went with them. The Light Bearers provided him a safe haven. Now he works as their raid master.

*∞ Other ∞
Sorio has a pretty good memory, especially for images.

So begins...

Sorio Kiminata's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Mitsuko Sorachi Character Portrait: Yui Character Portrait: Ken Masanori Character Portrait: Hiashi Character Portrait: Hachirou-Kun Character Portrait: Yato Toshi Character Portrait: Gorman Carvolo Character Portrait: Balthazar E. Geroux Character Portrait: Sorio Kiminata
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As you sleep peacefully, I watch over you from the outside I’ll be the cocoon that protects you from all the world’s emotions.

The snow drifted gently from the sky, the frigid temperatures reaching a record breaking low as the gray clouds lazily drifted through the ashen air. Everything about this day had a dreary tone to it, as though the atmosphere was suffocating from the powdery flakes and was attempting to squeeze out a final, dying breath. New Tokyo had not seen many colors since Ira took office, the greenery that used to adorn the land had whittled away to yellows and browns, eventually being overtaken by grays and blacks. The harsh, yellow, artificial lights coming from the neat row of dark houses glowed with a ferocity of lion, cutting through shadows and casting themselves over the blankets of snow. Fake wreathes and colorful lights adorned living units as the holiday season began, attempting to uplift the devastating atmosphere with little success.

Standing among these decorations, under a lamppost that was lit far too early in the day was Yui. It was her first time outside and she wasn't sure how she felt about it yet. She nervously ran her fingers over the spot where an ID chip had been embedded under her flesh. It was a fake, just so she could get in and out of places without raising suspicion but still the thought of having something so foreign inside of her was a bit daunting. The cold bit into her skin and she shivered, attempting to huddle further into the thick coat she was wearing. Yui was always cold because she was underweight, but this was not the type of chill she was used to. It was much worse and as she tread across the sidewalk that was thick with salt, her boots crunched with every step.

Yui had gotten about ten steps away when the front door to the house opened and someone came running out. "Where are you going?" They called after her, grabbing Yui and attempting to drag her back inside. "I wanted to see it," Yui replied quickly, resisting with every ounce of strength in her little body. "What are you talking about? You aren't supposed to leave the house." Yui had planted herself stubbornly on the sidewalk and the woman who had come to retrieve her sighed. "I wanted to see the world you're all working so hard to save." The woman's expression softened and she shook her head, taking Yui's hand gently and leading her back towards the gray building that looked just like all the others on the block. The only individuality were the type of decorations they put up and the FF's were minimal, only enough to not raise suspicion.

"Maybe if you ask Mitsuko-san she'll let you go shopping with Chi-kun." Yui nodded her head as the door closed, the lock automatically clicking shut behind them. She kicked off her shoes and winced as her skin began to crackle. The woman noticed the cracks forming on the surface of Yui's epidermis and ran to run the bath. Slowly Yui followed her up and when she was inside the bathroom pulled off her clothes and slipped into the porcelain tub, relief running through her body as Yui's body rehydrated. The girl closed her eyes and went under the water, her mind fluttering between thoughts. There wasn't much to think about, she had only been awake for a week and so her memory only went that far. Yui had no idea where she came from, how old she was, or what her real name was. She knew they had found a file when they rescued her, but it was only the types of drugs they had injected into her and a cryptic list of scribbled out names.

A few minutes later Yui emerged from the bathroom, she looked up at the black clock ticking away on the wall; her blue eyes widening in alarm; she was going to be late for the meeting! Quickly Yui rushed down the hall, sliding across the wooden floors on her socked feet, and slamming into the door. She bit back a cry and opened it up, glad to see that only Mitsuko was there so far. "Hi," Yui said quickly and took a seat at the table.



Some days Yato wondered when he would see the sun. Assignments were normally coming day in, day out, but lately they had trickled to a stop and he was trapped in the sub levels of the research building; resigned to wondering if he had done something wrong. Yato had been playing all of his cards right, he came when called and barked when they wanted; playing the faithful dog they were training him to be. It was awful really and Yato could hardly sleep without seeing the faces of those he was forced to kill.

The door to his room opened with a hiss! Footsteps echoed on the tiled floor, the sound of a cart being wheeled in followed. Yato stiffened, knowing all too well what time it was. "Get up," a gruff voice invaded his ears, tearing through his head and Yato obeyed, the thin blanket he had wrapped himself in falling from his body and revealing his light bearing mark. A Chinese dragon that was a brilliant white against Yato's oddly tan skin. Lately they had been trying everything they could to turn it black, to change Yato into a being of darkness, but the mark always reverted back to its original color.

He was pulled from the bed and dragged over to a chair by the wall, his wrists and ankles restrained with metal cuffs. Yato didn't bother to resist as he knew it was futile and if he tried he would be punished. They at least had the sense to wipe the injection site down with sanitizer before plunging needle after needle into his skin. Yato grit his teeth as the murky contents were emptied into his body and he instantly began to feel the affects. His chest tightened, blood trickled between Yato's lips and his body began to feel hot. His head swam and he wondered what they could possibly be injecting into him.

Just when Yato couldn't take it anymore another stabbing pain entered his arm and it began to clear. Once again Yato could breathe normally and think straight. "Get dressed, you're expected in Ira's office in twenty minutes." The cuffs were undone and Yato stood, going over to the drawers in the wall and pulling out a shirt and change of pants. Ten minutes later he was at the elevators, ascending to the place where his worst enemy stood waiting for him. The doors opened, revealing a large office, Hiashi from the sub levels, and Ira Shoku.

"Thank you for joining us Yato, take a seat." Yato did as told and sat down in the chair next to Hiashi. "It has come to my attention that these Freedom Fighters are a much bigger threat then my advisers originally thought." He cleared his throat and turned to look out the window in a dramatic manner. "From today onward, your job will be to hunt down and annihilate them." Yato remembered the raid the Freedom Fighters had pulled off last week. He had been out on a job but when he came back they were in full alert mode. "You begin tonight, both of you are dismissed."

"Yes sir," Yato stood and went back towards the elevators, excited for the hunt.