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Zenitsu
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Name : Zenitsu Ashitori
Age : 23
Height : 178 cm
Weight : 167 lbs
Species : Human
Faction : New Revolutionary Army
Crew : Bonbon X
Ship : Wonderland Hatch
Haki Level : 0
Hitpoints (HP) : 110
Attack (ATK) : 90
Defense (DEF) : 85
Reflex (RX) : 195
Willpower (WP) : 20
Level : 10
Experience Points : 1000
Berries Berries : 5,050,000
Posts : 10
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Zenitsu's Bio Empty Zenitsu's Bio

on Thu Aug 22, 2019 11:33 pm

Zenitsu S. Ashitori.


Zenitsu's Bio Thumb2-4k-zenitsu-agatsuma-katana-demon-hunter-samurai

Basic Character Information


[Starting Bonus: Pocket Change | [Starting Bonus Roll] https://www.revivaldawn.com/t20p450-start-me-up?nid=4#5104

First Name: Zenitsu
Middle Name/Initial: S.
Last Name: Ashitori
Epithet: The Fearful Loyalist
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Faction: Revolutionary
Profession:
Forager: Throughout his life, Zenitsu prided himself on understanding the flavors of the ingredients found around him. Quietly gathering what is needed, his loyalty to his palate is only hindered by his bumbling movements of his due to excitement.
Scout: “Being scared is great! I’ll never make a sound when the enemies are around *cries*”
Orator: Bartering from his childhood, Zenitsu became a quiet and charismatic speaker out of necessity; the tone of his voice gradually capture the ear and forces the subject to listen. Both strong and gentle, the deep timbre can coax even the stiffest of listeners into a state of relaxation



Physical Appearance


Height: 5’10” (178 cm)
Weight: 168 lbs (76 kg)
Hair Style: An oddly straight, but spiky, hair style, Zenitsu’s hair matches who he is -- weirdly loyal and at the same time free as a bird
Hair Color: Lightning yellow with orange tips
Eye Color: A burnished orange; some say looking into his eyes reminds them of a warm sunset flickering across the sky
Scars: There’s only one; a thin scar running straight down his left back side. No one knows how he got it, though it oddly looks like a sword wound...
Clothing and Accessories: Zenitsu wears his characteristic long, flowing yellow robe that is ordained with little white triangles. Quite soft to touch, the robe is made of a light, airy fabric; this in turn allows him to move without making too much noise. Along with this, he wears a black button up and some airy black pants. Coupled with his sandals, he presents a composed picture of a person when standing still.

Buckled to his waist is a sword with a white hilt sheathed in a pure white scabbard. A family heirloom passed down from generation to generation, no one has seen Zenitsu truly wield it within any fight.
Every other article of clothing he has is just a repeat of this original outfit; it is his most comfortable after all~
“Why change something that is already at its best?”


Description: Though he is 23, the best way to describe Zenitsu is baby-faced man. By no means is he weak; though he may be fearful, he does pride himself on working out consistently. As a result, he has a quiet and contained figure that brims with a loyal power. His lack of facial hair also adds to this baby aura.

His goofy grin and burnished eyes emanating from his half-cocked head lead those who meet him into a warmth that can only be described as the summer sunset at the end of a good day. He may be awkward with his actions, but one can’t help but feel comfortable associating with him.



The Past


Main Traits:
- Warmth felt through words and actions
- An awkward klutz that is amplified by his levels of excitement
- Fear of unnecessary fights
- Emotionally charged crier


Likes:
- Sleeping late at night to the quiet lulls of the waves against the boat
- Relaxing in forests (nature is his friend~)
- Being sent on difficult tasks; adventures may scare him, but...
"what is life without a push upon your boundaries?"
- The small brown sparrow that just doesn't seem to leave him alone~

Dislikes:
- General fighting -- whether that be through tongue or weapon
- Leaving anything unexplored -- “But what if it’s just a little farther out?”

Unique laugh: Eeeeehhhh????~~hehe

Hometown: Baterilla, South Blue
Personality: Zenitsu...it’s hard to really say that he is a man, but rather, a boy. In the rough and tumble nature of the high seas, it is difficult to believe such a clueless and scared person would or even could survive; yet, here he stands, fearful and alive. Zenitsu never meant to come out onto the seas. Growing up on a small, abandoned farm instilled a sense of carefree that is only surpassed by the sheer fear of any form of conflict. Happiness comes easily to him as nothing invigorates him more than exploration of the next island with whatever crew he is a part of at the time. How did he turn out this way you ask?

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that he started off parentless on the island of Baterilla in the South Blue. Zenitsu never did have the luxury of the care and affection many others received at his age, but boy could he dream. He heard of the great marines who fought against the legendary Gray Starks, he heard of how pirates roamed free pillaging and looting, and he heard of a Captain Ronx who had hair similar to his own, leading revolutionaries in their quest against the greater powers that be. Though life in Baterilla was not at all bad, these adventures began to stir a wanderlust within him.

However, Zenitsu himself knew that the similarities with these great people started and ended at just being alive; he’s no devil fruit user, much less a decent fighter. In this world full of powers and strength, his influence comes from his glib tongue. Born out of necessity, Zenitsu bartered his way into the hearts of the inhabitants of Baterilla, endearing them to both his boyish innocence and general optimism about how things could turn out into the future. There is no fight in his soul, only a good deal and a penchant to running away when mortal danger is near. On his island, it was the only way that he believed he could survive.

Yet, there are those who claim that within Zenitsu, there is a beast slumbering, waiting to bear its fangs when the time is right. They insisted to have observed him walking silently through the town at night as if in a trance, with not a sound coming from his steps. Though they called his name, there was never a response. Zenitsu claims he’s never been in a situation where combat was necessary; however, a small group within Baterilla vouch for his supposed strength..

At the end of the day, Zenitsu is always going to be on your side vouching for your good name and attempting to secure the best deal for the crew...or is he?

History:

Ahh, you want to learn about me? Well there isn’t much to say that is of noticeable interest...my name is Zenitsu S. Ashitori, and I was born on the tropical island of Baterilla in the South Blue~ I don’t quite remember how my life began, but I’ve been told that I was found in the middle of a forest clearing on a rainy day by the Angevin family. That cool rain pouring down, they saw me swaddled in a makeshift cloth and a sword with both a white handle and scabbard, with puddles beginning to form throughout the clearing. Though it was a cool rain, I apparently radiated warmth through it all. The Angevins took me in, and under their tutelage I began to learn about traders.

I didn’t mention that did I? Well, the Angevin family was and is still well known throughout Beach Hope as respected traders. With a well integrated system put into place, they understood how to turn a profit where it didn’t seem one could be made. But I always looked for a way out of that house, regardless of their kindness and hospitality towards me.

The reason was quite straightforward. Though they were and are still my primary caregivers for which I will be eternally grateful, I could not intrude upon their hospitality. As prominent traders within the city of Beach Hope, it was easy to see how others did not quite enjoy what they considered my easy road to future financial stability. With their position also came prestige; look at me and tell me if anything about me screams traditional prestige~ If anything, I hate conflict of any kind and can be a bit of a crier from even hearing heartwarming events. Though I learned the art of eloquently getting my point across, bartering was never anything I was good at. By the age of 15, with the negativity and dirty glares building, I found myself back in the forest. It wasn’t hard to notice them, you know! Besides, the island itself is quite safe, and with its balmy climate, it was quite easy to take care of myself even within the forests of the mountainside. The quiet muted sounds of the forest were much more pleasant to walk through than the town square. How could I feel negativity if all I was surrounded by was the muted sounds of the forest and the stars shining in the night sky?

I almost forgot about the sword! Like I said earlier, it was found beside me when I was a baby, so I don’t know much about it. The strange thing is that I never have had to unsheathe it as I found enough in town to get by. Beach Hope isn’t so small that it is only filled with those jealous of my early upbringing; there are definitely others who I consider friends. By foraging around for herbs and useful plants, I was able to trade for meals quite easily; I think the fact that I was able to live this way for all these years shows my skill, wouldn’t you agree? I guess the only other unique things about me is this brown sparrow that seems to follow me wherever I go; it’s the reason why I named my sword after it ^^

Crews I want to join? Captains I admire? I mean, the only person that comes to mind is Alice Ronx. From what I know about the Bonbon X, they seem to be a crew that is quite different from each other but mesh well together. I don’t want to join a crew that’s so fixated on fighting or plundering or doing jobs for others. Alice Ronx seems to avoid all of that, making them quite appealing to me personally. That, and our hair colors are the same~ It doesn’t really matter what side I’m on as long as I can do things my way~

Gray
Zenitsu's Bio Cool-t10
Tracker

Name : Gray Starks
Epithet : The Conqueror (Formerly "Black Fist")
Age : 49
Height : 10'1"/ 307 cm
Weight : 1043 lbs / 473 kg
Species : Human Cyborg
Faction : Pirate
World Position : Super Veteran (Former Yonkou)
Crew : Black Fist Pirates (Destroyed)
Ship : Sangria's Vane (Destroyed)
Crew Position : Captain (Former)
Devil Fruit : Pressure-Pressure Fruit
Haki Specialization : All
Haki Level : 9
Hitpoints (HP) : 700
Attack (ATK) : 750
Defense (DEF) : 600
Reflex (RX) : 655
Willpower (WP) : 600
Level : 100
Experience Points : 10000
Bounty : 5,000,000,000
Income Multiplier : +10%
Shop Discount : -20%
Berries Berries : 25,000,000,000
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Posts : 1913
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Zenitsu's Bio Empty Re: Zenitsu's Bio

on Sat Aug 24, 2019 10:44 pm
Loved the pitch! I look forward to having Acacia meet Zenitsu!

Approved!
@Zenitsu wrote:

Zenitsu S. Ashitori.


Zenitsu's Bio Thumb2-4k-zenitsu-agatsuma-katana-demon-hunter-samurai

Basic Character Information


[Starting Bonus: Pocket Change | [Starting Bonus Roll] https://www.revivaldawn.com/t20p450-start-me-up?nid=4#5104

First Name: Zenitsu
Middle Name/Initial: S.
Last Name: Ashitori
Epithet: The Fearful Loyalist
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Faction: Revolutionary
Profession:
Forager: Throughout his life, Zenitsu prided himself on understanding the flavors of the ingredients found around him. Quietly gathering what is needed, his loyalty to his palate is only hindered by his bumbling movements of his due to excitement.
Scout: “Being scared is great! I’ll never make a sound when the enemies are around *cries*”
Orator: Bartering from his childhood, Zenitsu became a quiet and charismatic speaker out of necessity; the tone of his voice gradually capture the ear and forces the subject to listen. Both strong and gentle, the deep timbre can coax even the stiffest of listeners into a state of relaxation



Physical Appearance


Height: 5’10” (178 cm)
Weight: 168 lbs (76 kg)
Hair Style: An oddly straight, but spiky, hair style, Zenitsu’s hair matches who he is -- weirdly loyal and at the same time free as a bird
Hair Color: Lightning yellow with orange tips
Eye Color: A burnished orange; some say looking into his eyes reminds them of a warm sunset flickering across the sky
Scars: There’s only one; a thin scar running straight down his left back side. No one knows how he got it, though it oddly looks like a sword wound...
Clothing and Accessories: Zenitsu wears his characteristic long, flowing yellow robe that is ordained with little white triangles. Quite soft to touch, the robe is made of a light, airy fabric; this in turn allows him to move without making too much noise. Along with this, he wears a black button up and some airy black pants. Coupled with his sandals, he presents a composed picture of a person when standing still.

Buckled to his waist is a sword with a white hilt sheathed in a pure white scabbard. A family heirloom passed down from generation to generation, no one has seen Zenitsu truly wield it within any fight.
Every other article of clothing he has is just a repeat of this original outfit; it is his most comfortable after all~
“Why change something that is already at its best?”


Description: Though he is 23, the best way to describe Zenitsu is baby-faced man. By no means is he weak; though he may be fearful, he does pride himself on working out consistently. As a result, he has a quiet and contained figure that brims with a loyal power. His lack of facial hair also adds to this baby aura.

His goofy grin and burnished eyes emanating from his half-cocked head lead those who meet him into a warmth that can only be described as the summer sunset at the end of a good day. He may be awkward with his actions, but one can’t help but feel comfortable associating with him.



The Past


Main Traits:
- Warmth felt through words and actions
- An awkward klutz that is amplified by his levels of excitement
- Fear of unnecessary fights
- Emotionally charged crier


Likes:
- Sleeping late at night to the quiet lulls of the waves against the boat
- Relaxing in forests (nature is his friend~)
- Being sent on difficult tasks; adventures may scare him, but...
"what is life without a push upon your boundaries?"
- The small brown sparrow that just doesn't seem to leave him alone~

Dislikes:
- General fighting -- whether that be through tongue or weapon
- Leaving anything unexplored -- “But what if it’s just a little farther out?”

Unique laugh: Eeeeehhhh????~~hehe

Hometown: Baterilla, South Blue
Personality: Zenitsu...it’s hard to really say that he is a man, but rather, a boy. In the rough and tumble nature of the high seas, it is difficult to believe such a clueless and scared person would or even could survive; yet, here he stands, fearful and alive. Zenitsu never meant to come out onto the seas. Growing up on a small, abandoned farm instilled a sense of carefree that is only surpassed by the sheer fear of any form of conflict. Happiness comes easily to him as nothing invigorates him more than exploration of the next island with whatever crew he is a part of at the time. How did he turn out this way you ask?

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that he started off parentless on the island of Baterilla in the South Blue. Zenitsu never did have the luxury of the care and affection many others received at his age, but boy could he dream. He heard of the great marines who fought against the legendary Gray Starks, he heard of how pirates roamed free pillaging and looting, and he heard of a Captain Ronx who had hair similar to his own, leading revolutionaries in their quest against the greater powers that be. Though life in Baterilla was not at all bad, these adventures began to stir a wanderlust within him.

However, Zenitsu himself knew that the similarities with these great people started and ended at just being alive; he’s no devil fruit user, much less a decent fighter. In this world full of powers and strength, his influence comes from his glib tongue. Born out of necessity, Zenitsu bartered his way into the hearts of the inhabitants of Baterilla, endearing them to both his boyish innocence and general optimism about how things could turn out into the future. There is no fight in his soul, only a good deal and a penchant to running away when mortal danger is near. On his island, it was the only way that he believed he could survive.

Yet, there are those who claim that within Zenitsu, there is a beast slumbering, waiting to bear its fangs when the time is right. They insisted to have observed him walking silently through the town at night as if in a trance, with not a sound coming from his steps. Though they called his name, there was never a response. Zenitsu claims he’s never been in a situation where combat was necessary; however, a small group within Baterilla vouch for his supposed strength..

At the end of the day, Zenitsu is always going to be on your side vouching for your good name and attempting to secure the best deal for the crew...or is he?

History:

Ahh, you want to learn about me? Well there isn’t much to say that is of noticeable interest...my name is Zenitsu S. Ashitori, and I was born on the tropical island of Baterilla in the South Blue~ I don’t quite remember how my life began, but I’ve been told that I was found in the middle of a forest clearing on a rainy day by the Angevin family. That cool rain pouring down, they saw me swaddled in a makeshift cloth and a sword with both a white handle and scabbard, with puddles beginning to form throughout the clearing. Though it was a cool rain, I apparently radiated warmth through it all. The Angevins took me in, and under their tutelage I began to learn about traders.

I didn’t mention that did I? Well, the Angevin family was and is still well known throughout Beach Hope as respected traders. With a well integrated system put into place, they understood how to turn a profit where it didn’t seem one could be made. But I always looked for a way out of that house, regardless of their kindness and hospitality towards me.

The reason was quite straightforward. Though they were and are still my primary caregivers for which I will be eternally grateful, I could not intrude upon their hospitality. As prominent traders within the city of Beach Hope, it was easy to see how others did not quite enjoy what they considered my easy road to future financial stability. With their position also came prestige; look at me and tell me if anything about me screams traditional prestige~ If anything, I hate conflict of any kind and can be a bit of a crier from even hearing heartwarming events. Though I learned the art of eloquently getting my point across, bartering was never anything I was good at. By the age of 15, with the negativity and dirty glares building, I found myself back in the forest. It wasn’t hard to notice them, you know! Besides, the island itself is quite safe, and with its balmy climate, it was quite easy to take care of myself even within the forests of the mountainside. The quiet muted sounds of the forest were much more pleasant to walk through than the town square. How could I feel negativity if all I was surrounded by was the muted sounds of the forest and the stars shining in the night sky?

I almost forgot about the sword! Like I said earlier, it was found beside me when I was a baby, so I don’t know much about it. The strange thing is that I never have had to unsheathe it as I found enough in town to get by. Beach Hope isn’t so small that it is only filled with those jealous of my early upbringing; there are definitely others who I consider friends. By foraging around for herbs and useful plants, I was able to trade for meals quite easily; I think the fact that I was able to live this way for all these years shows my skill, wouldn’t you agree? I guess the only other unique things about me is this brown sparrow that seems to follow me wherever I go; it’s the reason why I named my sword after it ^^

Crews I want to join? Captains I admire? I mean, the only person that comes to mind is Alice Ronx. From what I know about the Bonbon X, they seem to be a crew that is quite different from each other but mesh well together. I don’t want to join a crew that’s so fixated on fighting or plundering or doing jobs for others. Alice Ronx seems to avoid all of that, making them quite appealing to me personally. That, and our hair colors are the same~ It doesn’t really matter what side I’m on as long as I can do things my way~


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