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Other Character Idea

Nenma Takashi

Terribly Terrible
Here is my idea for a fantasy rp

Tons of kids desire and dream of becoming super heroes but never get a chance to. What if you kid who had never grown out of this super hero mindset got tougher and she got a lot tougher. She trains and stops local punks and thugs, helps kids who are being bullied, even picks up trash around town. As the days go by she feels she won't ever truly become a superhero after all she's missing on of the most important parts to being a hero. A tragic backstory so in the dead of night it happens a fire breaks out and her house burns down. Her mother and father unable to escape the fire die but luckily with her room on the ground floor the girl manages to escape. The help arrives and they put out the fire it's done the "accident" she needed to truly become a hero.

After her parents death our hero finds crime just doesn't end. A new punk tries something each day that's when she finds if she hurts them bad...real bad. They don't come back they gave up so like any smart hero she began to get more aggressive with the local punks. After all the punks in town began fearing her name she decided to crack down on the gangs. Yet it didn't matter how badly she beat them they just got new people to take their place. Eventually the girl finds people aren't treating her like the hero anymore. When they once praised her and cheered as she walked by they now glare and boo. They start getting in her way but a quick fight ends that no problem.

It's not long before police take the girl away for such ridicules crimes like, assault, battery, and murder it's unbelievable! In her jail cell she stares out at the empty sky. One day she'll get out after all Justice never sleeps.


Based loosely on the song Superhero- Vocaloid
 
Here’s another character idea I had.


A family of demon hunters who practice a sword style that many praise for its skill and effectiveness. The family has a main branch and side branch the side branch is full of cousins uncles, and aunts. The main branch is the mother, father and grandparents. Along with a pair of siblings a brother and sister the younger brother is strong and determined, he isn’t a fast learner but he doesn’t just quit when he hits a wall. The sister on the other hand well she’s perfect what else is there to say. She learns fast, practices hard, has high intelligence, and is athletic. It’s clear who will be made the next head of the family.


While one would think it the younger brother does not hate his older sister rather he idolizes her. He thinks of her as the perfect role model and strives to be like her when he gets older. The older sister can’t help but feel a tingle in her heart looking at her starry eyed little brother. Her heart skips a beat everytime she looks at him, her palms get sweaty and she has a hard time keeping a straight face near him. It takes her a bit to pinpoint the feeling but she eventually finds what this feeling is called. Bloodlust, she wants nothing more than to see him suffer her next question she asked herself. Why?


Once again she found the answer, his eyes. She couldn’t stand his eyes so full of life and hope, it made no sense to her. She crushed him in everything from fighting, schoolwork, to even position in life. Each time she’d best him at something proving to be a better person than him. Yet each time the light in his eyes only grew brighter, and he only followed closer. He failed and would laugh about it. But to her failing wasn’t an option it wasn’t even apart of the equation. The older sister was at a lost at what to do. She could no longer hold back her bloodlust she had to do something anything. So on the day she received the family’s prized sword and was crowned head of the family. She made her parents have a very unfortunate accident happen to her parents. Cutting the brakes for their car and smiling as her little brother waited by the door for them to return.


She slipped up though she underestimated her brother. During a conversation she accidentally mentions how their break was cut. The little brother catches on and calls her out on how she knew. Unable to hold back her laughter she spills her plan to him and everything. She leaves him with one things as she leaves the room laughing. “Go on tell everyone how the head of the family killed her parents. Little brother.” The word of a failure vs the word of the head of the family. It was clear which held more weight.
 

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