Post by Eichi Yamadera on Sept 9, 2017 23:24:27 GMT
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17 [attr="class","loner_info"] AGE Tokyo, Japan [attr="class","loner_info"] BIRTHPLACE |  | Male [attr="class","loner_info"] GENDER Loner [attr="class","loner_info"] FACTION |
[attr="class","loner_name"] EICHI YAMADERA
[attr="class","unite_ooc"] played by 「 VK 」
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Was it my school uniform? Did she think I was older the first time we talked? If I'd known she was into older guys, I wouldn't have bothered. Much like how I don't bother with much of anything anymore. We ran into another one after seeing her today. This one put up a bit more of a fight, but in the end the outcome was the same. My beautiful little machine put forth his best efforts and carved a beautiful masterpiece. I still think I'd much prefer to do the fighting myself, but this is quite exciting all the same. If my mark cannot be left on humanity due to looks of disgust or lack of acknowledgment from my peers, then the thrill of the hunt will be left on these digital creatures. Playthings, perhaps, but it helps keep my mind clear during the day.[break][break]This journal stopped helping sometime ago, sadly. I continue to write in it in hopes that perhaps a like-minded individual would be able to understand my maddened cries, but, alas, I fight on in vain. The life of a born artist is hard, the life of a born killer doubly so. Being both might very well be the hardest of all. [break][break]OH THE HUMANITY."
[break][break]- Excerpt from the journal of Eichi Yamadera.
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"I don't get it. I just don't get it.[break][break]Why wouldn't she look at me today?Was it my school uniform? Did she think I was older the first time we talked? If I'd known she was into older guys, I wouldn't have bothered. Much like how I don't bother with much of anything anymore. We ran into another one after seeing her today. This one put up a bit more of a fight, but in the end the outcome was the same. My beautiful little machine put forth his best efforts and carved a beautiful masterpiece. I still think I'd much prefer to do the fighting myself, but this is quite exciting all the same. If my mark cannot be left on humanity due to looks of disgust or lack of acknowledgment from my peers, then the thrill of the hunt will be left on these digital creatures. Playthings, perhaps, but it helps keep my mind clear during the day.[break][break]This journal stopped helping sometime ago, sadly. I continue to write in it in hopes that perhaps a like-minded individual would be able to understand my maddened cries, but, alas, I fight on in vain. The life of a born artist is hard, the life of a born killer doubly so. Being both might very well be the hardest of all. [break][break]OH THE HUMANITY."
[break][break]- Excerpt from the journal of Eichi Yamadera.
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[attr="class","loner_head"] HISTORY
From a young age Eichi's parents learned to keep some distance from their child, much as the people who grew to know him learned. While his artistic favor and flamboyant actions would seem something to draw in a crowd, they were but a call to danger. His mother's arms still have bite scars from her attempts to comfort the boy. His father's gait will forever remind him of the time he taught his son to ride a bike.[break][break]Entering into high school, Eichi's behavior seemed to improve upon being recommended by his counselor to begin keeping a journal. The teen went overboard with it at first, filling an entire notebook in a matter of days, though eventually his thoughts calmed to some degree. No one quite understood what had gotten into the boy, but he had made a new friend it seemed. He didn't speak much of him other than that he happened to enjoy eating out on occasion. Eichi's secrets grew in number after meeting Kokuwamon.[break][break]His partner was the first person he had ever spoken to about the thoughts that plagued him on where his artistic drive was moving toward. The thought of murder excited him in greater ways than brushes and paper could express, and he needed an outlet. A canvas on which to construct a masterpiece. Given the outlook society had on such things though, he would have to pursue something not human. Hunting was out of the question, as he considered it wasteful from a vegetarian such as himself. So, upon learning that Kokuwamon was not the only Digimon abound...[break][break]If you value your partner's life, I'd just say to keep them close. Keep them safe. Neither Eichi or Kokuwamon set a proper example for one another, and neither should be trusted.[attr="class","unity_statbox"] [attr="class","statbox_head"] ABILITY SCORES VITALITY: 12 [break] ATHLETICS: 7 [break] INTELLIGENCE: 10 [break] CHARISMA: 1 [break] SPIRIT: 0 [break][break] [attr="class","statbox_head"] PRIME VIRTUE Hope [break][attr="class","statbox_head"] PRIME VICE Animosity | [attr="class","unity_statbox"] [attr="class","statbox_head"] TRAIT EXPERIENCE |
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