Saiga
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Name: Saiga Ventrinius
Nickname: Sai, Trouble-maker Sai, The Blue Eyed Beast,
Age: 17
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Cell Number: (105)
Nationality: Half American Half Korean
Year: Graduate
Class: Magician
Chi: White, Brown, Green
Height: 6'0
Weight: 180
Appearance:
As for appearance Saiga's first noticeable trait is his pretty tall height standing at a 6'0 in height at his age is pretty impressive. His body type is really athletic from all the excess training he does keeping his body in prime form at all times. He is very slender but really well cut and muscled showing and proving great strength. His face pretty thin and angular. His hair his black and spiky even a little messy, some of his hair comes down in bangs right over his eyes. His eyes stand out the most from anything about his appearance. They are very bright and full blue, with black crosses the run all the way to the edge of his irises.
As for clothing Saiga keeps a very unique form of clothing, he prefers very light clothing and tries to wear as less as possible. Not a big fan of heavy armors and things of the sort. He is usually seen wearing a sleeping-mask on his head like a pair of sunglasses. He prefers simple T-shirts and sleeveless shirts with either loose pants or slimmer ones. He mostly wears unique footwear like red sneakers or combat boots from time to time. He will wear hoodies and always have one tied around his waist, he admires jewelry often having on bracelets and things of the sort. He has a tiger skin cloth around his right hand that his mentor gave him. Underneath his tied hoodie at his waist is a holder for his staff that he always has on. It allows for easy access for his staff when he needs it in battle.
Special Characteristic: His irises are very light blue with black crosses going to the ends of the irises. When enraged or excited they can turn red.
Personality: One thing is certain Saiga is exactly what the rumors say he is rude, lewd, vulgar, greedy, arrogant and aggressive. He can be extremely blunt, exuberant and hot headed. He says whatever is on his mind and doesn't really care who he is talking to or who he is in front of. Doesn't really care for formality or social standings in today's society, Saiga doesn't carry any respect for anyone really, unless they have somehow earned said respect. Regardless of who they are or where they come from he refuses to bow to anyone, no matter what kind of danger he might find himself in. Despite these traits, he somehow manages to retain a certain rough charm about himself which tends to make him a little likable some of the time. Despite his aggressive demeanor Saiga doesn't wish harm on people who can't handle it. Because of his background in criminal activity, fending for oneself to survive, stealing, and gang trouble he can easily find himself in trouble time and time again. Even after his graduation he was placed in the deep hidden isolation prison at Rising Academy to keep him in check. Saiga believes in doing for yourself and the ones close to you. During his childhood he had no one to rely on other then himself so that reflects on his persona today. Which is why he comes off as selfish and greedy.
While on the other hand he has his moments of enlightenment, compassion, Charisma and serene elements. He does have high beliefs but not in religiousness; but more in strength of character and endearment. He believes in dreams, and that one can achieve everything they desire in life, he calls it "Personal Legends.". Though at times he does tend to use his philosophy to do what he pleases like partying, drinking, hitting on women, and pushing people to fight him. Though he tends to use his idealism for minuscule things, in moments of seriousness he can truly inspire others to follow their true dreams. And has never wavered from his own path. It was this mindset that he overcame extreme odds, and got into the academy a year younger then usual.
He also believes that all things are one in the world, and that everything is connected. And one can truly understand what this means when you can hear the language of the world and see it's soul. "The soul of the world, connects all things." and he truly believes this making him somewhat complex for his character, who is often only seen being rude and causing trouble.
He is rather laid back and calm when not worked up about something. He spends a decent amount of time meditating, and examining the world around him. He is able to learn many things just from listening to the soul of the world and becoming attune to it. He is a fun loving person, in fact everything he does is for his own enjoyment his humor is truly unique. He can come off having a rather cocky attitude in battle and out, and not above throwing his opponents off with his slick mouthy banter. He is shown to be very energetic and optimistic to delude his opponents into thinking something else. Despite being just a human Saiga gives off a god like presence and feeling. As if he stands above the gods themselves.
Likes:
- Bikes- No not bicycles. Saiga loves to collect motorcycles and not just any motorcycle. He has a particular taste "They have to have soul" he often says when looking at one that may have caught his interest.
- Meditating- To certain people this may seem out of his character. Cause he doesn't show it to often. But Saiga truly enjoys to meditate and become intone to the space around him. Plus his meditation helps with his spells and techniques
- Reading- In constrast to what people may think of him, Saiga is indeed pretty thouhtful and likes to read and expand his knowledge on things.
- Art of Fighting- Saiga loves to fight. There is an art to it that he loves especially when chi and the elements are involved. He loves the art of creating new techniques and using them in battle. Even the flow of the world, when using the elements. It's all an art to him.
Dislike:
- Fish- Saiga hates fish not only is he allergic to them he's afraid of them its an odd fear.
- Broccoli- He hates broccoli he was sometimes forced to eat it as a kid and has hated it ever since.
- Authority- Saiga has been a rebel at heart since he was a toddler. Always on the opposite side of the law. He never took well to the authorties trying to stop him.
- Non-believers- People Saiga refers to when they don't believe in themselves and are willing to give up.
Hobbies:
- Training & Meditation- Sometimes they go hand and hand to him. Constantly trying to improve himself is more of a way of life to him. Developing new and innovative ways to use his chi, and connect to the "Soul of the World."
- Art: He likes all kind of art and makes it one of his hobbies to dip his hands in all kinds of it if he can.
Fears:
- Stuff being stole from him- Saiga likes to steal, but he hates being stole from. He almost fears it, makes it him a little paranoid sometimes.
- Fish: Ever since he was little he has always been scared of big giant fish, little ones don't scare him much. But when they are real big he can't even bare to move.
- Not achieving his "Personal Legend." Saiga is afraid to die before achieving his true dreams.
Motivations:
- The enjoyment of the martial arts- Saiga has a deep and true love for the martial arts. He pushes to learn more for the simple fact that enjoys doing so. He has no other reason for seeking power and being stronger other then the fact that he wants to do so.
- Achieving his personal legend- His own personal legend is to be the best martial artist the world has ever seen. He simply wants to be the best and he will never waver from that.
Background/History:
Them Crazy Eyes
"The weak bow to the strong, and that's just the way it is." Obrin
As long as he can remember Saiga grew up in poverty, otherwise known as the slums, the streets. The places no one would really want to be for to long. He doesn't really know who his parents are or why they left him. Truth be told it never really mattered to him. If they abandoned him it was their loss not his. As a baby he was found by a low life gang leader Obrin, who had a sudden conscious at least for that day. He picked him up because of his crazy looking blue eyes, seen nothing like it before. Obrin raised him but he wasn't a perfect father, he raised the young Saiga as a gang member. Didn't even name the child, he let the kid name himself and eventually he settled for Saiga.
At a young age Saiga was raised and somewhat trained to fend for himself, to steal to fight to survive. Living in basic poverty everyday was a form of struggle for him he had no other choice but to adept to this lifestyle but overcome it and he was determined to make it so. At this moment his only dream was to survive, and live. As Saiga got older he noticed he needed to do more then steal to survive, he had to learn to fight and really fight. Plus he was tired of getting beaten on whenever he got caught stealing. He started to spend most of his time watching and looking at others, the fighters in Obrin's gang, the people they fight. How they fought and even what they fought for. He always watched from a corner making sure to never be seen. He was able to learn just from looking, just from the visualization of it just from observation. He practiced on his own time remembering the techniques and the forms and the styles. It wasn't long before he started to test it out on real people, next time someone wanted to test him they would taste his fist. Which many people did, and over time Saiga got better and better before long he was proving himself a match for trained gang fighters. Word of this got back to Obrin and he wasn't shocked that the young kid was beating people all around he knew there was something about him. Something about them Crazy Eyes he had.
Personal Legends
As he got older he got better, stronger. At the young age of twelve he was already making a little name for himself. He started his own little gang of kids around his age that struggled to survive and needed to stick together. But what started at survival turned into taking over territories. Of course this was all under Obrin's gang and watch but he couldn't help but be amused by his little Saiga's work. He noticed a long time ago Saiga was capable of using chi and energy. It's what helped him win so many fights he was unconsciously used chi at a very fast rate.Because of this fact he thought that it was time to take Saiga under his wing just a little. Even though Obrin was a leader of a large gang, he was a educated man and followed certain ways of life. He was hard on Saiga but only for his own well being, he knew he would have the strength to overcome the many obstacles and he did and made them his own strength.
Obrin started to show Saiga how to meditate how to listen to the world and its language. Though Saiga didn't quite understand it all at first he took it all in. He learned to listen to the soul of the wind, the souls of the trees, and the earth. The clouds and the sun. Because of his hi levels of chi and connection to the world around him meditating and listening to the soul of the world was easy for him overtime. It was soon that he learned that all things were one and everything is connected to the soul of the world.
It was only a matter of time before Saiga wanted to achieve more things then just gang territories. He wanted to get better, he wanted to increase his knowledge on chi and prove that he could he one of the best at it. Obrin told him about Rising Wolf Academy and how that was the main place to go if he truly wanted to be the best. But Obrin had very little connection to the school himself, but he did know of someone by the name of Kairo that could help. He suggested that Saiga go see him if he truly wanted a chance at the academy. So Saiga did just that, he went off leaving his past life behind to go find Kairo. This was the start of his journey towards his dream his own personal legend.
His first meet with Kairo got off to a rocky start. Believing Saiga to be some cocky, stupid kid. He wasn't even impressed with his high chi levels or talent. But Saiga was persistent everyday he went to go seem and convince him. Eventually when Kairo seen Saiga meditate and his connection to the soul of the world. He decided to give the boy a chance. Saiga spent a year with Kairo learning what he could, getting to know each other. Though Saiga had a tough streak and he wasn't the most respectful kid he had allot of potential. When Saiga was 13 they went to enroll him in the academy a year earlier then usual. In order to enroll at the academy a year earlier the student had to pass a certain test that tests their physical ability, chi knowledge and skill, plus academic scores. All things that Saiga aced even academic portions of the test much to the surprise of the other teachers.
He stayed at Rising Academy for four years, though an ace student he did cause a allot of trouble. He became known as THE trouble maker of Rising Academy. his nature didn't do much for his actual talent, and only people who were close to him knew that he was more spiritual then what he showed. But his pass self never really left. So much so on his graduation day he started a huge class brawl, on every person that ever had a problem with him. He beat three of the other senior students to a pretty bad state. His actions got him locked up in the schools own isolation prison, he was locked up for summer and the start of the new school year. When he gets out he will be an official graduate of the school, on his journey to be a pro fighter and follow his personal legend.
Face Claim: Jin Mo Ri | God of Highschool
RP Sample:
- Spoiler:
“Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit. Feelin’ lit feelin’ light, 2 am summer night” Were the words the perfectly matched the night that Cudi-X was having. The late night breeze swept over his body, as he sat on the roof top of a high building. He inhaled his blunt, deeply and profoundly made it look like some sort of ritual and rolled his neck with it letting the effects kick in. Just himself and his blunt, he was having a good time.
But he was shortly interrupted, with a slouching left hand coming over his left shoulder. It had pink and purples nails newly painted, her hands were small and very lightweight. Blake wouldn’t have noticed, if some small kisses didn’t start to paint the back of his neck.
-Let her kiss us up, it’s a party after all.-
“right.” He said outloud after thinking in his head, what would be the general action to take. He decided to go with his inner thoughts. The girl came and moved Robin’s head to the right to look her in the eye. She was young had to be no older the eighteen, at least he had hoped.
“Whatcha dooin heerreee. All alone on your lonesome.” She said with bits of slures after some words, but no so much where it was unattractive.
-Damn look at her, body all ripped for the picking. She pretty too not too bad on the eyes. Those lips man she can suc-
“Just chillin you know trying to have a good time. Youuuu.” He said extending the you, and showing her a wrapped up blunt, he took special time to do it was like an art to him. He held towards her, and she took it no words added. She took in a long one, and let out a series of coughs after.
“Woah you trying to hard relax, don’t wanna draw any others over here. Not in a mood for a circle puff pass.” He said taking it back and looking at his blunt. He did two quick puffs on it, the second one longer then the first. A small smile came upon his lips, the young lady noticed and proceeded to press her lips next to his.
-She’s being really quick, do we like that?-
-Shutup don’t question it, we learned to never say no to the females. Especially if they are good looking like this one-
-I could have sworn we agreed we don’t like fast Girls? I remember that correctly. There is no challenge and we love challenges!-
-We do love Challenges…-
“Hmmm your being mighty quick aren’t you?” he said backing up from the constant kissing she was doing.
She lowered her gaze, and circled her finger around his chest. “Well I mean it’s a party, and you’re the only one sitting here on the edge of the roof. Your mysteriousness excites meee. I’m starting to think you weren’t invited.” She said her voice trying to be seductive, but she wasn’t doing it so well. It came more desperate then anything. But small hints of her voice were nice and subtle, if she was trying to hard to be sexy she could have been, just talking normally.
-She’s on to us, for a drunk white girl…she’s smart.-
-Don’t give her to much credit, she’s just talking drunk smack-
“Hehe. I was invited I know the owner of the building, who happens to be throwing the party. So there you go.”
-Haha nice one-
“I know your lying, my brother is throwing the party infact. But I don’t really care about that.”
-This smart dumb bitch!-
“Can we just go to your place alreadyyyy.” Her slurs came back for the last word, she was starting to lose herself again she was becoming more desperate, her hands reaching for places that shouldn’t be touched in public. But her hand stopped , when Robin gently grabbed her forearm.
- Gah what you doing!? Let her touch it!-
-Fuck that she’s to easy! Hell no.-
-Better not be going gay on me!-
“Listen since you’re the owner of this parties brother I rather not, and why do you wanna get outa here so badly for? By the way you can at least tell me your name.” he said about to take another puff from his blunt he was blowing his own high right now.
-The girl just wants to smash, can’t get mad her-
-Does she really just wanna fuck? I don’t know, even the easy ones aren’t this easy. –
She was getting angry now, she was one of those uptight and insecure white chicks. Who was hot as fuck, but they didn’t see it themselves. She backed up and her face came to a small scowl, her face was reeking of pure emotion.
-Maybe it’s the liquor-
“Why are you being such a fag about this!! Gosh I hate guys like you just scared to do anything spontaneous! Do you think I’m ugly is that it! Am I ugly to you!” she shouted causing the very attention he wanted to avoid. People who were also on the roof, looked at them and started whispering.
Robin himself backed up a little, being taken back by her shouting. But soon would retaliate with some of his own, his high completely blown. “Why are you such a smut! I don’t even know you!” and they both started screaming and shouting at each other. Some of the people from the window, looked at the scene some grinning, some laughing other looking shocked. But Robin and this girl would quickly become old news.
The elevator reached the top floor and a loud ding alerted the owner of this party. He was young, good looking and rich happy to welcome more people to the party. His wide smile, went down when he saw the people that were on the elevator. His face of genuine good time, and crazy moments just drowned in a sea of fear. He slowly backed up, when whatever on the elevator came into a more eye view.
A large man had to be about 7 feet tall, walked out wearing a white suit with a red tie. His hair blonde and slicked back. Everything about this guy was just big. His hands completely covered the pummel of his cane. His large feet each made a little stomp as each one came forward. His shoulders were just broad and pure intimidating. Behind him was two thugs that came to immediate view once he walked forward, not as big but their muscles and pure looks made most of the people at this party drop their glasses. And a total of five middle sized men, came off after enjoying the fear their presence made on the kids. Their grins and scowls evident they liked to bully the weak, and they thought they were better than everybody else.
The young rich kid backed up, his voice shaky and evident of fear “Pop I thought you was gone on buisthaahhht“ his excuses came to quick end when his face met the back hand of this guy’s large open handed fist. His son on the floor lying across the room, knocked out. His father continued to walk forward towards the window where the roof was. Everyone getting out there way, the music turned off when his son got smacked. So now it was dead silent.
Robin and this girl was still arguing and shouting at each other, seemingly oblivious to the lack of music and the eyes now focused on the new comers of this party.
“I mean who comes up to a random guy and starts kissing the back of their neck!! Who Does that!”
“It’s party get the stick out of your ass! I was just trying to have a good time! Gah I can’t believe I said you interested me! Such a dickless loser!”
“Fuck you calling dickless! Bitch I’ll smack you with my” Robin was shouting but was interrupted by a unsheathing sound.
It was one of the men that came along with the boy’s father. He had a pretty decent katana with him, and was grinning when unsheathing it. Blake looked over to him, his finger still in the girls face. He saw the new comers of this party, and froze for second noticing all the attention was on them now. Everyone was looking at them, and Robin was still holding his blunt with his left hand.
-Daamn so much unwanted attention right now, why do we always do this to ourself?-
-It’s the fucking girl! I knew it! No one can be that easy without reason!-
-Do they wanna smoke with us?-
“Fuck ya’ll looking at? Im not sharing this blunt.” He said holding it up and noticed it was almost done.
-They blowing the high right now-
The large men with the red tie, seemingly ignored Robin. He looked over to the girl, who was surprisingly not scared and was leaning back on the edge of the roof. “Clarrisa this is…unfortunate news when I get back into to town. My most prized possession is attempting to escape me.” His voice was loud but yet very smooth.
She replied with nothing more than a shrug and look to the side and a “Fuck you.” Though simple it seemed to have made a vein on this guy’s neck to show.
It was a college party, just being held on the top floor to some rich snobby college kid. Robin himself lived in the building, and decided to do a small crash. Get some free weed, some free liquor bring a girl back, but not as easy as Clarrisa he at least wanted some type of challenge. Now he got all the challenge he barked for.
One of the two men that looked like his closest henchmen, had stepped up. “Boss I’ll bring her in real quick.” He was big no bigger than his boss though. But his cut off shirt showed his huge muscles, he spent too much time lifting weights and not building his core. As soon as he took two steps forward, Clarissa came over to Robin, who was standing on the edge of the roof. Her hands placed on his calves, and she looked over to the man coming at them. “Protect me please!” she squealed to him, her nails gripping his leg hard.
-She just called us dickless two seconds ago-
“Bitch you just called me dickless two seconds ago, why in the hell should I help you?” He said keeping his voice low but loud enough for her to hear.
The boss put a hand on his henchmen’s shoulder to stop him.
“You know weak people like you should stay out of affairs that don’t concern them. Just go back to your little society standard way of life. Go back to following your societies rules, and do as your told to do like a good boy. Now Clarrisa I would hate for Grome to have to get physical with you…again.” He said taking his hand off Grome’s shoulder.
“Just come over to us now, you belong to me.” His last sentence had major emphasis, and bits of held back rage.
Clarrisa for the first time tonight looked genuine scared now, she was afraid of these men. Her skin had goosebumbs all over it, and she was even shaking a little it wasn’t from the cold air it was quite humid, it was fear. “
“Good good you see the things that can be avoided when you just listen. Now come fa-“
-No the fuck he didn’t-
-I know right? Now we have to get involved, and kill em-
-Damn fuckin straight-
-Or at least make their lives harder for them.-
-What the fuck, the girl is actually scared now?-
-She is?-
-Kinda feel sorry for her now-
-Maybe we should do something about that too, knock two birds with one stone-
-Fuck yea-
“Woah woah woah. You see I was going to ignore all this, I was going to go on about my life, I was going to just go back to my apartment and forget this all ever happened. I WAS going to do that. But then you had to disrespect me. You had to tell me to go do something I have never done before, following societies rules. That’s something I just can’t ignore.” He said smoking the last bit of his blunt, and using his free hand to take Clarrisa’s head and stop her from walking any further. Which caught everyone by surprise.
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