Character Applying For: Oni, Guardian of the Darkness of Slaughter.
Name: Deux Maxwell
Email Address: [email protected]
RPG Experience: Well, you can view all the characters I’ve created at http://www.geocities.com/namirlynx, but the ones I’ve actually played are in the following RPGs: A Single Rose, Eternal Dreams, Silver Rain, Second Chance, Sky Senshi and Golden Star.

Character Information

Part One - Civilian

Name: Vitalis Lel (called Vit by friends and acquaintance, Lel as a servant of Benkei)
Meaning (if any): Life (Latin) Taker
Birthday: 8th November
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Fav. Food: Chili, lobster
Least Fav. Food: Salted meats, jerky
Likes: Power, manipulation and mutilation (physical or mental, self or otherwise administered), watching people die, making people die, operations, blood
Dislikes: Pacifists, Pro-Life people (in any way), people who can’t take responsibility, people who seem emotionless, people that can’t take their own hits.
Hobbies: Self-mutilation (particularly cutting himself), watching gory things, challenging people to duels (especially those he knows he can beat)
Strengths: Skilled in many weapons, sometimes can almost control people with his actions
Weaknesses: Sometimes won’t care who the enemy is and just attack at random, has a tinge of laziness (which can grow substantially if left to sit and grow)
Current Residence:  Vit currently resides in and all-too-humble abode above his co-owned tattoo shop.  This apartment has four rooms: a bathroom, bedroom, living room and kitchen.   When you first walk up the stairs to Vit’s apartment, you are greeted with a heavy grey steel door with a gold “696” at the upper of the door in an upside-down V shape.  A small peephole lays in the space under the “9” and below that is a white piece of plastic with the words “Lel et Company” inscribed in black script letters, held onto the door with a gold cuff.
 After opening the bland door, you are greeted with bright fuchsia walls, polished hardwood floors, and a plain standing wooden coat rack to your right.  A few feet down the hall, you can look to your left and see a large painting of a field of tulips with a windmill in the background, hanging in a faux gold frame.
 Another couple of feet and the wall to your right changes suddenly from fuchsia to an earthy green, almost a light pea.  This is the living room, you notice as you see a black TV in front of you, in the centre of the room, while a slim bookcase resides along the wall, only partially filled.  But beside it, nearly ready to snap, is Vit and his buddies’ video collection.  Mostly porn and gory samurai movies, there is the occasional “actually shown in a movie theatre” movie.  Closer to you, in the same line of sight as the videos is a purply-burgundy leather couch that can seat two to three people.
 Turning around the corner, keeping the living room on your right, another few feet pass until you reach the whitewashed bathroom door.  Tiled in blue up to about 6’6”, there is then a row of white tile to flush it to the smooth, blue walls above, or until the white ceiling at least.  The bathroom is complete with all the necessary furnishings – shower with a clear or white liner (depending on what they want for the next three or so months, a white sink which rests on a panel of white marble (an inch thick) before dipping into the small faux wood cabinet underneath (where cleaners and the like are held), a white toilet, a medicine cabinet which is white plastic inside but the door is a mirror, a white plastic organizer for the towels, and finally, a white bar screwed into the wall for putting hand towels on and for “easy getting out of the shower” for old people (yeah, old people, right.)
 Next to the bathroom door is a swinging green half-door for entrance into the pale yellow kitchen.  A couple of feet in front of the door is a full-size white refrigerator.  With enough space to walk around it, there’s a small island in the centre of the kitchen with a white tiled top and polished oak around the edges and as the base, in which there are cabinets.  Up over the white tiled, polished cherry edged counters that fill two and all but the door space of the third, are cabinets with doors of frosted glass framed in polished cherry.  There is an ordering window (meaning only a partial wall, like a glass-less rectangular window) on the same wall as the door.
 Exiting the kitchen and going back to the fuchsia hallway, going as far down the hallway (another several feet) as one can, on the right-hand side there is a white door with “The REAL Let et Company” inscribed in black script.  Upon opening the door, the first thing that greets you is a strong scent of incense; the next thing is the dimly lit, very dark room itself.  The walls are all maroon, even the ceiling.  The floor is no longer just plain, cold polished hardwood, but black carpeting, adding to the deep darkness and mystery of the room.  A single lamp upon a table provides the lighting in this room; the table close to the door and the bulb never seems to be bright enough.  The bed is up against the walls farthest from the door, often covered in black and/or red satin sheets.  The closet of the room is on the same line as the bed and not as big as one would think, but still fits all of Vit’s clothes, along with most of his roommate’s.  In between the closet and the bed is a black-painted chest of drawers for other clothes and other things. Various things lay up on top of it, various things in it.  All shoes are kept either in the closet or where ever else you choose to leave them.
Current Occupation: Tattoo artist, porn star.
Financial Status: Varies on the jobs, but usually Vit’s just living paycheck to paycheck, not often splurging on clothes and things anymore.
Goal in Life: To find out everyone’s secret.

Appearance:
General: Vit’s broad, solid frame has slight curves to it, but they aren’t so terribly noticeable as Vit sometimes would like.  Vit has somewhat thick arms, ready to deal out a blow from his hand or concealed weapon.  His legs aren’t as strong, but can deliver a powerful kick, just not very high.  Vit isn’t fat; he’s mostly muscle, actually, though he does have this ability to put on weight easily.  But his movements are never just random and outlandish, he almost seems to have his movements planned out, knowing just when to move, and standing calmly until the next time comes around.  He tends to stand in a planned way; sometimes very sexual, others just straight and uncaring, others falsely cheerful and happy.  But the main thing about Vit’s appearance is the way that he just seems to have a concentrated sense about him like the air around him vibrates with some unseen aura of power, and that, in turn, spreads upon him, and he wears it like a cloak.
Hair: Vit’s hair is a spiky maroon, and seems almost to be gelled in place.  But if you touch it or put him in the wind, it’ll wave around like normal hair not the gelled stuff.  Most of the spikes are thin; a few in the back of his hair are thick, but not many.  It looks as if it had been cut to try to be layered everywhere but the cutter wasn’t very skilled and only made it look odder than it should.  Bangs to his eyebrows in the front, a few pieces on the sides and one in the direct middle longer, and those in between significantly shorter.  Vit’s hair stretches in the back to where his neck becomes his shoulder line, and therefore almost always hides his Pluto tattoo.  A few short spikes always stick up from the top of Vit’s head, never long ones and never extremely many.
Face: Vit’s face isn’t a softly curving, cherubim-like one, it’s a sharp, square face, resting upon a thick neck.  Though there is enough flesh on his face to form delicate curves, the frame of his face is very square and sharp.  The features are all very rich as well, but it’s his eyes that are the centre of attention in his face.  Even with all the varied states of darks on his face and in his hair, his eyes are the things that just pull you in.  Vit’s neck, though thick, rolls his head well, lets him see everything without being too obtrusive.  Vit’s face is somewhat large, but not so bad when taken in full proportion.
Features: Vit is known for his eyes – the deep chocolate, nearly black, they seem to pierce through one’s soul.  Large and wide, they always have an inner shine or flame to them.  Almost everyone who looks into his eyes feels compelled to like him, love him, or just absolutely detest him, all to various degrees.  Framed by long, black, feminine lashes, they sometimes invite makeup or glitter around them, to bring a happy sparkle while the one inside is cynical.  His eyebrows, which are occasionally plucked or shaved off, are long and curving, looking almost to be comets from the side, with an arch over the eye in their path, their bulk in the front, the tail behind stretching only slightly past the lashes.  Vit’s nose is short, and looks just to be a little rounded pull of skin.  His lips are very full and, therefore, seemingly feminine.  Vit’s chin softly curves in between his jaw and fuller lower lip.
Complexion: Tanned, but not deeply so, almost a Mediterranean look
Height: 5’2”
Weight: 125 lbs.
Voice:  Vit’s voice sometimes sounds like he’s yelling a little, but mostly it’s a smooth, a little high-toned for a guy, low alto/mid tenor.  He tends to rush certain words to get to the longer, more important ones.  His voice isn’t too loud or too soft, if anything it’s a little soft.  He tends to cut his words off very slowly, not suddenly unless it’s got a sharp S or T at the end of it.  He rolls his R’s just a little bit, not much.  His voice isn’t high mannered and upper class; it’s more of a cynical voice, one that works best with more slang words than proper ones.
Dress: The colors you see Vit wearing most are reds and blacks: colors of passion and death.  They’re worn as the main colors, not usually as decorating colors.  Vit, as with any Scorpio, hates pale and frivolous colors; he likes colors that give off emotion, grab attention, get a reaction.  This is the thought throughout his whole style, not liking lots of frill and useless things.  He enjoys clothes that fit tightly, especially leather, and things that show off the body and seem almost to have to be tight to contain him, his essence so strong and lethal it has to be contained. He especially likes leather as a pallet on which the red, black, and all shades of both are mixed, intertwined and compliment each other.  He has a long, black leather duster that he favors particularly.  From the seams comes red flames, the longest reaching three or so inches out.  Accompanying this, he usually wears a red shirt (sleeveless or short sleeved, which ever he prefers that day) and a pair of tight black leather pants with flames coming up from the flared bottom, reaching about 7 inches before dying.  This is his normal dress, but he’s been known to take other things of his closet, and he does so often, just not as often as the duster outfit.  On his feet he almost always wears heeled black boots.  Sometimes army boots come up, but it’s more often black leather boots from ankle to knee length.  He’s most famous for his black leather ankle boots with zippers on the inside of the shoe (meaning not facing out into the public, but in towards the other shoe) which have a two inch heel and pointed toe.  Many people believe he got them from the women’s section of the shoe department, but no one knows for sure.
Other: Vit has 5 tattoos and 4 scars, all of which he had done.  He was born with none of these, just so you know and get the point. Starting at the top, he has a small tattoo of a capital P with a line on the bottom, a symbol of death, on his neck in the lower centre.  The next two come on his shoulders, and each one gets a different one.  On his right shoulder is a small tattoo of a black flower, the centre is transparent.  On his left shoulder is a scar of what looks like a kid’s drawing of a bowling ball, a circle with three dots in it.  This, in fact, is the symbol of Death’s head.  The scar was made by cutting the flesh.  On his back, stretching in the space between his shoulder blades, is another scar.  This time, it is a scar of a cross.  This cross is indeed the Christian style of crosses, where the bottom spoke is the longest.  This is a symbol of death and sin and was burned onto his back as opposed to being cut.  Continuing down, there is a scar, this time cut, on his abdomen, in the shape of a sideways Y with all its ends curled.  The V parts of the Y’s ends curl outward and make nearly full circles and the line curls downward and in and makes about a quarter circle.  Down further still, on his left upper thigh about 2 inches from his crotch is another scar, this time of the symbol of men, a circle with an arrow coming out on a diagonal, also used for passion.  This scar, like the cross, was burned.  Another inch below that, on the right thigh, is what looks to be a filled David’s Star on a cross with a triply thick horizontal bar.  This tattoo is a symbol for sexual relationships. On his right hand, on the topside, is a tattoo of an equilateral cross (all 4 spokes are the same length).  This is another symbol of death.  Finally, on his left ankle, there is a small tattoo of an upside down pentacle, which is a known symbol of the Devil.

Personality:  Vitalis has a few key points, also known as the three M’s: Murder, Manipulation, And finally, Mutilation.  These are his most favorite things in the whole world, what he revolves around to an extent, the things he knows he’s addicted himself to, something he can’t get off of.  He’s conniving, sneaky, and will do just about anything to get to where he wants to be.  He isn’t one to be pushed around, because despite his appearance, he can pack a blow that’ll hit home, by his words that mess with your mind, his demonic tricks that’ll make you think he’s someone else.  He’ll do anything – at least, almost anything – to get his way.  And, mind you, he always packs at least one weapon.
  Vitalis isn’t someone you meet on the street, someone you immediately connect with.  Well, at least not as a friend.  He’s someone you’ll make friends with, probably through someone else, become close to, then get you’re head chopped off after you’ve been used up – or found him out, whichever comes first.  He’ll tell someone his secrets, in a quiet setting, then quickly execute them – it’s what he does.  He’ll know if someone’s watching, use them the same way.  He’s a murderer, and not one that’s ever found out.  If they did, he’d be in jail for life before a second word.  But what Vit does before he kills them is always asking them about their deepest, darkest secret, and then secrets remain secrets.
  He’s not just a person infatuated with death and killing people, even though that runs through his mind constantly, he’s also about sex, drugs, and various other sins and unacceptable behaviors, though those sides of him are rarely seen, if ever.  Nonetheless, he could get killed by many of these things if taken in large enough quantities.  Vit is just one who wants to take in life, then mangle with it, and then end it.  And he’s bisexual, doesn’t care who he’s messing with.  He’ll dress up as a girl for all he cares, if it’ll give someone a good run for their money, and a good death.
 Vit is also into self-mutilation, as you’ve probably figured out from his appearance.  He thinks it’s fun to test just how far the body can go, just how much you can do before it’s too much.  But doing this can always take it a step too far: get him killed, put him into severe pain, injure him for life.  He’s always ready for a challenge, welcomes them more often than not and never second-guesses himself. He’d never care if he could get killed, because he’d just even up the odds with a few more weapons and even some phrases for any occasion and he’d test how far he could push himself before he gave them a good bullet to their brain.
 So some would think that, if you could sum up Vit in one phrase it would be “epitome of evil,” while others would argue “a whole mess of fun.”

Friends: Alma Nani (Soul Charmer) – A hardworking and serious Capricorn, Alma is the co-owner of Vit’s tattoo shoppe, Soul Taker.  She’s not the one who goes out and advertises, she’s the one slaving through all the paper work, working as long and hard as she has to, to get it done.  She’s pale from all the staying inside, all the work somehow doesn’t give her circles under her eyes, she doesn’t get bored with it, she thinks it’s fun.  Alma has one thing that she prefers to hide, yet still treasures: her tattoo.  It stretches from her face, where her ear and face join, over to her chin, down her neck, over to her shoulder, down her arm and to the end of her pinky.  Her face appears longer than it really is due to how thin it is.  Two slightly large, dark blue eyes rest inside of thin eyelashes, not in any way show-off-y, under two thin eyebrows which seem to just be curved lines, no comet shape to them.  Alma’s nose is small but straight and pointed, quite rigid.  Her lips are most often painted red; they seem to turn down at the corners and make her look a little sadder or more disappointed, depending on what her eyes are doing.  Her shoulders and hips aren’t very broad, but people don’t tend to notice her general appearance under all the clothes she wears in public and all the papers she hides behind otherwise.  But the thing about Alma is, contrary to most women, her shoulders are slightly wider than her hips.  Her arms are quite thin, as is the rest of her body, and slightly child-like, very delicate.  Black hair frames Alma’s face in straight locks down to her chin and with bangs just above her eyebrows.  She actually is a co-star of Vit’s in quite a few porn movies.

Eulalie Amador Lehana Dorjan (Sweet Talk Lover who Refuses the Dark Man) – More commonly known as “El”, he’s the guy who was hired to advertise Soul Taker, make it more attractive and more inviting.  El himself is always on the move; never wanting to stay committed to something for a long time.  Unfortunately, Vit found El more than just someone to help with Soul Taker, he found the traveler’s seldom-seen personality enticing, something Vit had to find out about.  But El’s always on the move and doesn’t even like Vit, not one bit.  He knows the tattoo artist is good and a good source of work, but he’s not willing to go farther than he has to on this job.  Being a Sagittarius means having a good time, and he’s always willing to go out for a drink with his buddies – and Vit’s not a buddy.  El’s got his own posse, and doesn’t want Vit to mess with them and make him take Vit on in a personal way, like the Scorpio wants.  El has butt-length dark brown hair, usually up in a ponytail, bangs to his chin surrounding his face.  Brilliant green eyes sparkle with laughter most of the time, and his nose stands out, firm and straight.  Often with a reddish tone to his face from the travel – mostly running – he does, his movements are more caught as a speed around the bend, with more grace there than sitting around discussing things.  El is the person you’d want for an assistant to go run out and get you this, fetch you that, etceteras.

Part Two - Past

History: Vit was born to an annoyed mother and a gleeful father.  Always taken to work with his mother, her co-workers almost thought that her husband had abandoned her – they saw the ring – or that she was just a one-woman band and that she just put the ring on to trick people.  But Vit grew up more in his mother’s office and at school than at home, and almost never with his dad, not that the little boy wanted to.  He had his personality early and always pretended, usually after a movie, that he was a fearless samurai and his dad was always the bad guy.  It was always intentional, but his father never really noticed it until he asked his son to go play with his mother, make her the bad guy.  Vit replied, “No, you’re the bad guy and nothin’s gonna change that!”  Vit learned his full personality and his whole sexuality from his mother, she taught him just what she knew.  Vit learned early on what he wanted to do, where he wanted to go with his life: the first thing he wanted to do was be a samurai.  He never accomplished this first dream, but he found a samurai sword under the Christmas tree when he was 14.  It was to hang on the wall, not intended for use, but he got a sharpening stone, sharpened it, and then hung it up, and could take it down any time he wanted.  Vit learned martial arts, and became skilled in every weapon they had to offer.  When he was 16, 11 years after he’d begun he quit, a second-degree black belt, he’d learned all he needed to.  He still practices often, and uses it to catch victims.  Vit grew up, learning more and more how to take people out physically while learning the mental way as well.  He made several friends throughout his schooling career, but the one who stuck with him most was Alma, who he’d met through another friend in 4th grade.  They bonded immediately, and soon the other friend was left in the dust.  They both pranced through the rest of their years, through numerous other friends and Vit through various affairs.  Vit didn’t have many girlfriends, due to the fact that most people thought Vit and Alma were an item.  All lies, of course, but only those two really knew that.  Vit would lie and cheat people, saying he needed money because Alma wanted this really pretty necklace and he was broke.  Well, the being broke part may or may not have been true, but the Alma part was always a lie, so was the “I’ll pay you back,” unless he paid them back in bed. Vit never did anything to set himself above and beyond being a normal partaker of public schooling, Alma may have done things, but Vit didn’t concern himself with the condition of her schooling.  He went home, practiced his skills in swords, fans, staves, etc and his manipulative abilities as well.  Sometimes, he’d practice on his father and Vit would laugh when he actually submitted to his son’s will.  He’d occasionally practice on Alma, and she was happy to play along.  Vit’s murder record didn’t start until he left his parent’s house, he didn’t want to stain their carpets and the sheets they’d bought him, it would just be inconsiderate.  When Vit left the house he also looked for work when Alma suggested they open a tattoo shop.  Vit had already acquired his shoulder tattoos, the tattoo at the back of his neck, his stomach scar, and his ankle tattoo, so he figured “Why not?” In the course of the next three months, he’d acquired all 9 of his tattoos and scars.  For several years, now, the shop’s been running nicely, business coming in and out all the time, and some people have even consented to working in the porn that Vit so proudly helps make.

Family: Mother: Cora Lel (Heart/Maiden Taker) – Vit’s mother is a Scorpio, just like her son.  She isn’t one who always wanted to settle down and have a family: that’s the exact opposite of what she wanted.  But she got it anyway when she found out that she indeed could have children, she previously thought she couldn’t.  She forced herself to make a family with this man that she didn’t particularly like at first, not as much a family as somewhere for her little boy to grow up.  She decided that when he left and was on his own, she’d go and do the same thing: finally get out of the hellhole she’d made for herself.  She never grew closer to her husband in all the years they were together, she didn’t want to and she didn’t want to have a reason to stay.  She was always the one who went out and worked out of the two, she always wanted to get out of the house as fast as she could.  Cora has pink-red hair, straight with spiking ends coming down to her elbows and with a spiking mess of bangs down to her eyebrows.  Her near-black brown eyes rest within thin black lashes, fanning out at the outer ends with black eyebrows curving from where the lashes begin to just before they fan out.  With a full mouth like Vit, her nose is much firmer and sterner than his is.  Her body is less broad and has more curves to it, as a woman’s should, but still radiates that aura of power.  Vit loves his mother and she does so in return.  It was his mom who seemed to be more wanting to raise him, keep him away from his father.
Father: Tristram Lel (Sadness Taker) – Vit hated his father, mostly for his personality.  Always happy, bouncy and gleeful, never wanting to look on the dark side of life and certainly never wanting to have to make decisions.  He has many friends, all of them willing to be called up at any random time to help him choose this over that, and be happy and such.  Not that Tristram particularly had time to like his son, his mother always grabbing him away so that they could go and talk and have fun watching samurai movies, which just grossed him out beyond belief.  He was shocked when Cora had first approached him, nearly raped him, but she got consent from his stuttering self.  But when she annoyedly reproached him, asking him to be a father to her child, he was happy beyond belief.  He had a son!  They’d go out and play baseball, he could help him with his math homework, oh how happy he was!  But with Cora’s constantly annoyed attitude around him seemed to be the constant pattern, he wanted to help, but she just ignored his attempts, not wanting to hear about it.  So Tristram just seemed to drift off to his friends, stay with them more of the time than his own wife, which made him depressed, though being with his friends uplifted his spirit.  When Vit left and Cora filed for divorce, Tristram was so happy!  He finally didn’t have to hang around that boring, mean, child-stealing witch anymore!  He has since gotten re-married to someone much happier to be around.  He has ear-length black hair in a mushroom cut with a little styling in the front so that it makes an upside down V so that one can see his light blue eyes, speckled with green.  His eyes are perfectly centered and his nose is quite small, though his lips are full.  His clothes tend to be loose and pastels, which is the opposite of Cora and Vit’s wardrobes.  His Libran steps are graceful, and almost as if he’s walking on air, not the restricted movements of the two Scorpios.
Siblings: Vit has no siblings, Cora had no desire to have any more children, especially with Tristram.

Part Three - True Power

Armor Name/Alter Ego: Oni
Virtue (if any): Slaughter
Armor Description:  The Oni helmet is topped with a 5” forked blade (forked like a snake tongue, curled at the ends, note that this is the meaning of this term throughout this description) with a visible division of the halves and a four pointed star cut from it after the fork. This blade rests on a small circle of red with two other little blades on either side of the 5” one. Under this is a piece of deep burgundy (looks black, but is burgundy) which curves on all sides, but separates all the red pieces.  On the tip closet to the face, the black is cut and replaced with a red tip.  On the sides of the face, there are what seem to be two flaps, which are connected in the back, red with black markings that look like rays coming off of the face.  Over the nose and below (with a rounded mouth space cut out) is a facial mask, all black with a line dividing it down the centre.  This mask ends at the chin.
 The breastplate of the Oni armor actually starts at the neck with 4 rings of red to protect the neck (the underside of the chin/jaw is unprotected).  There is then a collar of black which is cut squarely with three sides to the front, two across the connective piece between the shoulder and neck, on either side and one at the back of the neck, each about an inch thick. Continuing down, is a plate of plain red covered by two rounded burgundy plates at where the breasts would be (if outline shown, just looks like a script X) with a curl at the side where a piece in the shape of a curved blade is removed, one to the front, one to the back.  After this are four panels of red covering the solarplexus, the first two arching up, the third a buffer shaping between the second and fourth and the fourth curving down with small pinches of blades at the sides.
 The “belt” of the Oni armor, which has the two flaps covering the thighs, is centered with a connecting piece, which features a design similar to the blade on the top of the helmet, only upside down and missing the curved blades, in burgundy on red.  The two flaps are burgundy, with a unique design.  The shape of each flap is pretty much straight, but does have a sharp semi-circle cut out in the upper front where the two flaps would meet each other and the connector.  Each flap has six sections to it.  The first is basically just separating the first third of the flap from the rest.  The second through fifth sections are merely divisions of the last two thirds of the flap which curve at the end, signifying each section as its own, looking to be one on top of the other, and each has it’s own strip.  The sixth section shares the point of touching to the semi-circle with the fifth, but is different in another way from the second through fifth.  This section ends not in a soft curve but in a pointed curve, like a blade.  At the back of the belt is a small square panel of burgundy to make a full-around belt.
 The thighs of the Oni armor are left uncovered, the black underarmor showing. On the knees are burgundy plates that look like diamonds but with the side edges shaves down to curves. On those, like everything else, is blades, this time a pair of seemingly reflected curved red ones, which look to be very close to puncturing his knee plates. On his calves are a pair of once again-burgundy plates that cover the entire front of his calves, but the back half is dominated by the underarmor.  The first third of the plate has a pair of red straight spikes about an inch and a half in length, an inch in length, at the bottom of the third and about an inch away from the back of the plate.  At the second third’s bottom is a pair of red, heavily curved blades, about an inch and a half out but curling back that last half inch, so that the tip is somewhat protected but still able to be used to attack with.  This pair is once again vertically symmetrical (as was the first) but these are about a quarter inch from the edge, but are about as wide as they are long and hang on well, nonetheless.  In the final third is an inch and a half-wide, three-inch long straight spike set in the centre of the third and the centre of the plate.  There is a small space between the calf plate and shoes, but the underarmor protects it.  The shoes are mostly burgundy and in the same fashion as the trooper’s shoes, but with a half-inch red curved blade protruding at the halfway point.
 Going back up to the arms and their covering, the Oni armor has a pair of shoulder guards in burgundy that curve into blades at the top and bottom ends with another small prick of a blade about an inch in.  Another inch in, at the centre, is five rows of small spikes for grating, or generally using like sandpaper.  Nothing covers his upper arm besides his shoulder plates, which can and may be upturned to expose his underarmor.  His underarmor also shows on his elbow, hand, and underside of his forearm as well.  On the topside of his forearm is a red plate covering all but about an inch at the elbow side.  Once again, on that side, a small curved blade has been shaped out of the red metal where on the other end there is a silver blade that stretches over the black hand plate but doesn’t reach the fingers.  A raised burgundy plate about two inches in length lays on top of the centre of the red plate and atop that is a forked black blade of about the same length, but placed a half inch from the bottom of the burgundy plate, therefore pushing the blade over the red plate, still raised.  Under the red plate, and holding it on or decorating it, is a burgundy strap, tucked under the sides of the red plate.  A small blade, approximately a half-inch long and a quarter inch wide, is in the centre of the strap, and therefore the centre (in both ways) of the forearm.
 As for the weapons of the Oni armor, there is a pair of katanas, but each is unique.  They both have a forked blade at the place where the pommel would normally reside, the blade growing from the hilt. The hilts are each a different color – the left is red with burgundy silk making a diamond pattern across it, the right the inversion of those colors  (burgundy hilt, red silk).  The silk criss-crosses along the hilt, seeming to stem from the point in between the forks of the blade and pool at the end of the hilt, being caught at the silver guard.  From there, the sword blades protrude from the scabbards about two and a half inches.  The scabbard’s colors match those of the hilts, red for the left and burgundy for the right.
Attack Descriptions: “Demon Blood Gusher!” Vit grabs his left katana with his right hand and unsheathes it quickly as the armor on his abdomen dissipates.   He cuts on his stomach, which leaves no afterward mark, and black acid gushes out, and onto his left hand, and he can throw it at his enemies this way.  The only thing is, more armor disappears than he needs when he cuts, so that someone could get in a strike there, but if they strike too close the acid will splash at them from the wound.  It only stays there for about 30 seconds and it stops heavily gushing after about five or six.  It can injure Vit if he uses it too many times during a battle or tries to keep the wound gushing.  The acid can only burn through one layer of armor after three to four hits of it, but it can mangle skin very easily and can act like poison and seep into the bloodstream if pressed on the skin.
Usually, Vit just uses the two katanas and only uses his magic in situations he feels absolutely necessary, and in places where he believes he can’t just attack with his swords.

Attitude when facing the enemy: Generally his normal attitude, but probably he’s a touch more cynical and conniving than normal, trying to find what would work best to defeat and destroy his enemy.
What your character will absolutely not do in a fight: There’s almost nothing that Vit wouldn’t do in a battle, except the thing he never does when more than him and only a single other person is around: share his secrets, though he might reveal others’ secrets (those of people who were close to his enemy, etc.) if they’re asking for it.

Part Four - Alliances

What does your character think of the Ronin Warriors? Vit thinks that they’re probably such little goody-two-shoes that they’d faint at the sight of blood, never approve of his ways in any shape or form, and also faint from the sexual advances he’d no doubt start.
What does your character think of the new evil that is rising? He thinks it’s delightful to finally get some power to support his whole mindset, and he believes that they can indeed win over a bunch of goody-goodies who aren’t as well experienced in the ways of the world – both the real world and the world of the sinners.
Who does your character trust most?  Most of all, Vit probably trusts himself and Alma the most.  He knows she knows about him and doesn’t mind, mostly because she never gets out, but due to her knowledge, Vit knows he can turn to her in any time of need.
Who does your character feel that they could depend on most?  Alma, mostly because she’s not one to go around and leave him hanging at any time, she just sticks around at Soul Taker and buries herself in work.  She’s the one person he could call for anything, because he trusts her and she doesn’t really question his motives, she knows all about him.
Who is your character's role model? His mother.  He knows all the hardship she had to go through, how hard she had to work to provide for his family, and he knows just how much she taught him and how much she helped get him to where he is today: helping run a business...or two, keeping numerous secrets safe, and all else he’s doing and has done.

Part Five - Writing Sample

 Vit smiled as he slid his black duster on quickly, his leather pants and red sleeveless shirt already on for the day, his shoes were quickly slipped on and zipped up.  He opened the heavy portal to the grey concrete stairwell below, and jumped down one flight, then the next where his feet rested on the ground.  Another heavy door was opened and he was greeted by the buzzing of a needle and Alma furiously working on bills and other such things.  She looked up at him a moment after the door had slammed shut and smiled.  Vit smiled back and continued to face her as his walk took him out into the shop and he was forced to turn from her, his face looked almost pained to do so before he did, but as he did it turned into a cruel smile.  Today was a day to be seized.
 He walked calmly down the street, smiling at people he knew or some that he didn’t.  Today wasn’t the day to find a new target; he could do that any day through a client.  Today was a day for buying something, at very least looking.  What he was looking for wasn’t anything normal, he didn’t quite know what he wanted, but it had to be something out of the ordinary.  It had to be extraordinary.
 He felt inclined to go into one store, but it wasn’t good enough for what he was looking for. Another store, and another, and a third, all did the same thing.  They just weren’t good enough.  Nothing seemed to be good enough anymore, not with this lingering idea in his head of a great thing, something he had to find.  He shrugged and turned his way back to Soul Taker.
 He hung his head, ashamed of himself that he was letting himself be manipulated by some unseen object.  ‘I’d rather be manipulated by a person, if nothing else,’ the thought as he smirked, raising his head to be greeted by a darkness surrounding one of the buildings, almost a shining but inverted.  He ran there as fast as he could, careful of the traffic and all else, and rushed to see what could be making this, but there were no lights that made darkness emit from them.  Vit looked at his hands, only to find that they too were glowing in an odd light, maroon with veins of red and black reaching through them.
 He looked at his hands in confusion for a moment and then shook his head.  He looked into one of the cases of items they had and found a large, marble-like object with some sort of kanji on it, glowing with that same bright black light.  He resisted the urge to shield his eyes and look completely weird.  “How much is that large marble?” he asked the man behind the counter.
 In a careless voice he replied, “1,000 yen.”  He had the same look in his eyes as he finished, “You want it, kid?”
 Vit resisted an urge to punch him in the face, and hard.  “Yes, please,” he responded in mock politeness as he pulled out the correct money. “Here you go,” he said as he slammed the money on the counter.  He grabbed the marble from the man and stormed off, back over to Soul Taker, as he slid the marble into his pants pocket.  ‘What a waste of time,’ he thought to himself, not even taking the time to look at Alma again as he passed her and went back upstairs to go watch some TV.