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[Clouds]

Full Name: Yoshii Uchida.


Nickname/Alias: Devil.


Gender: Male.


Sexual Orientation: Homosexual.


Marital Status: Single.


Age: 25.


Species: Ghoul.


Affiliation: The Rebellion.


Kagune: He has a Rinkaku kagune which means that they are being released at the back around the waist. His regenerative powers are a bit higher than the average ghoul that walks around the earth. With this kagune, he is better in brutal strikes though if someone of similar strength strikes his weapon, it is easier cut than one would think. It had taken time for him to fully master the skills of his kagune and even now, he does not know the full capability of them, making him a dangerous individual for the people who are against his kind, afraid of what he could do later on.


His kagune has the appearance of long chains with a scorpion like end to them. He has four of them in total. The colour is deep red with a lighter glow to it, making it seem like it is emitting light from his kagune.


Occupation: Pastry chef, leader of The Rebellion.


Skills/Talents:


- Baking since his job is working as a pastry chef.


- Fighting.


Likes:


- People enjoying his sweets.


- Getting new clothes.


- Having a peaceful day out.


Dislikes:


- Thunder and lightning.


- The government.


- Nagging.


Personality: Yoshii has a protective and supportive personality, for example when he sees someone struggling with grocery bags, he would likely help them out. He can be very violent when someone hurts the people he cares about as well as innocent people which links directly to his protectiveness. But he is actually kind-hearted and loves to have a talk with the people in his store, be it human or ghoul. He supports his friends and tries to encourage and help them in any way possible. Despite sometimes being clueless, he is able to connect someone their feelings to his own though it really depends on the situation. Yoshii can be a bit immature as he does not want to be serious all the time. He is headstrong (figuratively as well as literally) and is often very open with his friends.


History: Yoshii his past was not that scary nor that exciting as he just had been living with his parents, who were also ghouls, as they were not being hunted on anymore since the truce that the humans made with the ghouls. Yet there have been some disturbances into society as the new rulers came on top and started to state their opinions about the ghouls as they did not feel like they were meant to live in this world of the human race, wanting to live without having the dangerous creatures roaming around the earth. There were those that agreed and those who were against it which was only normal. However they had not made any move yet in the years that they were assigned to be members of the government. However his parents got to know from an insider that they were actually planning something without the full knowledge of the other ghouls in the government. They gave this piece of information to their son Yoshii once he became the age of 20 years old. Making him establish The Rebellion organization if things would become ugly and force them to fight for their rights. His parents moved to America for their job, but Yoshii decided to stay in Tokyo to make sure things would stay as they were and to prevent another war from coming.

 

[Sunbather]

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Full Name:

Hope Kasai




Nickname/Alias:

Vermillion

Gender:

Female

Sexual Orientation:

"Just leave me alone..." (Presumably Asexual)

Marital Status:

"I just said leave me alone... please..." (Single)

Age:

21

Species:

Ghoul.

Affiliation:

None

Kagune:

Hope's Kagune radiates from her lower arms, crawling up her arms until they are completely covered in a red aura, which losely resembles a yin and yang-like shape - One half for each arm. The large scythes build a solid, full circle if she puts her arms together.

Both sides put together, to form a massive, extremely stury shield.

Occupation:

Unemployed

Skills/Talents:

Her Kagune is mostly of defensive nature, possibly influenced by the girl's lethargic and reclusive personality. If needed, she is able to utilize the aura's mass to execute an avalanche-like push attack with the two parts used as a unit. Alternatively, she can try and slice away at opponents with the individual sharp edges. However, she's not particularly skilled in utilizing it. Additionally, the edges grow proportionally duller with prolonged duration of defended attacks.

As a result of her life, Hope is unusually sturdy and scrappy for a person her size.

She has a very charming singing voice, which can be heard when she's sitting by herself.

Likes:

+ Violin music


+ Christmas


+ Stew/Goulash (hahah, sunbather u so puny) Disclaimer: Watching and smelling it. Obviously she can't eat it.


+ Bakeries


+ Silence


+ Chimes


+ Churges

Dislikes:

- Being put on the spot


- Having to explain herself, especially to groups of people


- Her/Ghoul's diets.


- Occeans


- Being wet; accordingly rain as well

Personality:

Hope is incredibly fearful of almost everyone. Growing up in an orphanage and the streets, she has seen the worst a world has to offer a child. She regularly flinches whenever someone comes close to her and generally wants to be left alone. Hope, despite her anger and bitterness towards the society that exiled her, is not able to kill without a lot of struggle and reluctance - yet. The girl is generally rather quiet and timid, but can be startled rather easily, resulting in a highly panicky mood. Hope intentionally avoided the Rebellion, as she feels her personality would be deemed weak and she could possibly be attacked.

History:

The fiery redhead grew up in the streets, fending for herself from an early age. There were cycles where orphanages took her in, but those periods were usually short-lived, as the institutions did not tolerate Hope's feeding needs, concluding that she'd be a danger to the other children. Because of her lack of help or mentoring from the get-go, she has made it a habit to stalk crime scenes and occasionally follow gangs, devouring the victims, so she wouldn't have to kill anyone.




She does not remember her parents, although there are some vague images in her mind. Being abused and/or repelled in almost every phase of her life - be it because she's a ghoul or because she's homeless - the word acceptance was essentially non-existent in Hope's vocabularly. She could be observed regularly staring into the displays of bakeries untils she got chased away. Usually sleeping in alleyways and under bridges, she now sports an inherently dirty look. Unwashed hair, hunched posture and an empty, somewhat fearful stare. As with most homeless people, she is used to starving, which prolongs her necessary feeding cycles to about four months, instead of the usual maximum of two.

 

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Full Name: Hana Fujitora


Nickname/Alias: The Pugilist


Gender: Female


Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual


Marital Status: Single


Age: 25


Species: Ghoul.


Affiliation: None


Kagune: Hana possesses a Koukaku that emerges from below her shoulder blade. It covers her forearm and hand like a gauntlet and has, since she first manifested, mutated to cover both arms. Smaller, it doesn't impede her speed as much as other Kouhaku users but its range is also much more limited. Being a Kouhaku it is incredibly dense though which adds to its defensive but also its offensive abilities.


Occupation: Ex-fighter; Currently Unemployed


Skills/Talents: Hana is an adept fighter who can dye hair like it is nobodies business. She can also brew a mean cup of coffee but that more or less comes with the territory of being a Ghoul.


Likes: Coffee, the colour pink, fighting, comic books, various kinds of music, honest easy going people.


Dislikes: People who take things too seriously, the colour brown, how human food all tastes lousy.


Personality: On the one side Hana is an outgoing and caring person to those few she allows close to her. There is nothing that she wouldn't do for them. Most of the people close to her she's met doing the things that she loves. Whether it be buying comics at the store, attending concerts, or back from at school, there is at least one or two people she still keeps in regular contact with. On the other side she is full on Ghoul. Territorial and merciless, she lets none trespass on the small territory she's staked out around her apartment complex. Yet she is never looses sight of who she really is. If she can't get some meat at the regular, legal, spots, she makes sure to hunt only criminals rather than random innocents from off the street.


History: One thing that has always bother Hana was that she can't remember too far back into her past. Anytime she'd try and think about it she'd be able to recall vague shapes that she liked to imagine were her parents but there was nothing about who they were. Only that they stopped being a part of her life after a while and that she then went from home to home in the foster system. By this point Ghouls were known publicly but no human family wanted to raise one and most Ghoul families wanted nothing to do with the human system. That left Hana with little choice but to age out of the system and set out on her own.


Living by herself was rewarding, if not difficult. But she made it day by day, month by month, working a couple of part time jobs. It was during break at this one job at a cafe that she learned of Ghoul fighting. Nothing illegal as far as she was to be concerned. Some human's wanted to test their might against these supernatural creatures and were willing to pay some money to do so. Seeing no harm in it, she agreed and was introduced to some people who oversaw her first couple of fights. Nothing bad happened and she made enough money that she didn't need to work her other jobs but that was her mistake. Becoming dependant on this new income, she had no choice but to agree when they upped the stakes.


First it was just fighting other Ghouls. It was harder and didn't pay out as often now that she only got money for winning. It forced her to become a better fighter though and she enjoyed that. Once they got her hooked on the lifestyle though they introduced her to fighters that couldn't possibly be beat at the level she was and that was when the illegal bit started. There were these other fights she could participate in that would help. Little did she know that it was death matches and the victors would eat the losers. She refused at first but her "manager" let her know that quitting wasn't an option and so she reluctantly fought her first couple of matches.


The taste of other Ghouls was almost as repulsive as human food but she could feel it making her stronger. Then her Kangune mutated and she was stronger still. But by this point she had had enough and broke it off with her handlers. They came after her but they had done their job a little too well and she deterred them from trying again. Thus she was able to return some normalcy to her life while she lived off the diminishing winnings from when she fought. But some tastes are acquired, and she had acquired hers.

 

[Clouds]

Full Name: Maru Shiratori.


Nickname/Alias: Angel.


Gender: Female.


Sexual Orientation: Asexual.


Marital Status: Single.


Age: 23.


Species: Human.


Affiliation: The Watchers.


Weapons: A pair of guns, made for her use only.


Occupation: Cashier in a convenience store.


Skills/Talents:


- Skilled in fighting with the katana, as well as hand to hand combat.


- Drawing.


Likes:


- Doing her jobs.


- Getting what she wants.


- Horror movies.


Dislikes:


- Being pissed off.


- People telling her what to do.


- Chocolate.


Personality: Maru is a humanist on the dark side: someone who is in love with cruelty, savagery and all the worst aspects of human nature with no qualms about witnessing or causing others’ suffering. She has the ability to manipulate people to do her bidding. Maru personally states that she wants to see ‘the splendour of people their souls’ and outwardly disdains society its way of living. Maru suffered hardships in the early stages of her life and because of that fact, that is the reason why her personality got warped like the way it is now.


History: Maru had been growing up with parents who were rich and liked to show off their money. So when they had a daughter, they felt like they were being restrained by her since they could not do what they wanted to do anymore and decided to hire a nanny full-time who was living with them in order to care for their daughter. Because of this, she had a sense of loneliness that would build up inside of her and eventually that started to warp her personality in a worse way. Once she was old enough, at the age of fourteen, the nanny was fired since she could now live on her own and did not need anyone to take care of her anymore. That was what they thought. But this only added to Maru her grief and completely turned into the being that she is today. Living her life from day to day until she was being hired by the government to take part at The Watchers. Of course she immediately agreed to it without even telling her parents since they were never home anyways. That was when she was the age of 18. Since then she had been training with them.

 

[Dovahkiin]

Full Name: Kou Makino


Nickname/Alias: (None currently.)





Gender: Male


Sexual Orientation: Pansexual


Marital Status: Single


Age: 23


Species: Human


Affiliation: None





Occupation: Part-time hacker, part-time beta tester


Skills/Talents:


? Knows Krav Maga (Takes classes in his free time)


? Hacking technology


? Has almost mastered the poker-face


Likes:


+Drinking


+Philosophy


+Storms


+Night


+Gaming


+Music





Dislikes:


-Ignorance


-Close-mindedness


-Being told what to do


-Hesitation





Personality: Instead of planning and order, Kou leans more toward brashness and acting in the spur of the moment. He takes on a laid-back persona and when he's not playing games, hacking, or practicing Krav Maga, he spends his time researching ghouls. He's still unsure of what to make of them -- whether they're good or bad -- and doesn't want to make snap judgments, especially considering how divided of a topic they are, even with the truce. Thick-skinned and lighthearted, insults are normally brushed off Kou's shoulders with a shrug -- but when things manage to get to him, he hates showing his hurt. Vulnerability terrifies him. Additionally, Kou's stubborn as hell. Most of the time, his hard-headedness doesn't work out well for him, and he's normally perceived as an ass for not letting up. Sarcasm's something he's well-acquainted with; he can't help but let a smart-ass remark slip every now and then.


History: Raised by his aunt Asami, Kou lived a fair childhood despite growing up without a mom or dad, always having a roof over his head and food in his stomach. School went well academic-wise, but he got involved with the wrong crowd. Drugs and alcohol were common sights among the group, and although Kou avoided it the best he could, was plagued with guilt-by-association. Without the confidence to say no, he was dragged into the unlawful antics of his 'friends', stirring up a lot of anxiety for his aunt. Asami pleaded with Kou to get some new friends, but he declined -- he was a withdrawn kid, and he felt luck to have the shitty friends he had.





Years passed, and Kou turned 14. Things hit rock bottom when the group "leader" cooked up a scheme to rob a local convenience store; that's where Kou drew the line. Tired of being pushed around at this point, he said enough was enough and left, telling the group that if they kept going the way they did, they'd end up either six feet under or in jail. The group went through with their plan to rob the convenience store, and sure enough, they were caught. They were quick to point their finger at Kou as the group's "mastermind" even though he had nothing to do with it. The police questioned Kou, found out he'd been telling the truth, and charged the rest of the group. From then on out, Kou learned to stand on his own two feet, making more valuable friends, coming out of his shell, and just generally not giving a damn about what other people wanted him to do.


Now, he lives in an apartment with his black Shiba Inu, Ajax. He's caught between being passive or active when it comes to the feud between humans and ghouls, and frankly, doesn't know which side to take.

 

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Full Name: Satoshi Umura


Nickname/Alias: Sato


Gender: Male


Sexual Orientation: Straight


Marital Status: Single


Age: 19


Species: Human.


Affiliation: None.


Occupation: College Student, Mailman




Skills/Talents:

Trivia (Knowledge on Random Areas), Speed (Running or on a bike), Memorization but he can never seem to put things together most of the time, and Sneaking + Eavesdropping around




Likes:

- Running Off


- Remembering


- Acceptance


- Jokes


- Cheerfulness


- Positive Atmosphere


- Creativity




Dislikes:

- Actors


- Not being able to put anything together


- Sneaking (Although he is good at it)


- Eavesdropping (Addicted to)


- Core Subjects


- Stubborn People




Personality:

He usually seems like a joker of sorts, although his own view on himself is rather bleak even though he seems rather okay with that continuing with his positive view and happy-go-lucky attitude towards anything. Sato also seems to sarcastic sometimes when he gets either annoyed or on edge about something although the next day, he probably will goes back to his positive attitude.


As said before he has a bleak view on himself, mainly because he does not want to think positive about himself, if he did that then he would have expectations and goals for himself, and where is the fun in that. Many people are obsessed with that and then he will go with the norm and start to obsessed with finishing that goal, all that stress, all that pressure, that is something that he would never want in his entire life. So. He doesn't give himself any goals in the future or the past and let them all just come by and let whatever happen, happen.


History:


He had a normal life, living pleasantly without knowing about the killing of ghouls like any other civilian in the new society, he was able to start to work with some of the ghouls that were at school and college when society started to piece themselves back up again. His sense of mind grew up with him as he seen how obsessiveness hurts people. Sato had seen that first hand when he was in high school, when a cheerleader for the school gained weight over the summer, she started to take way too many weight loss pills when she had to lose more weight in a week and she ended up taking almost a deadly amount. The girl was sick for the rest of year, due to that thought of obsessing over anything like she was seemed like almost annoying and despicable. That is why he doesn't obsess over anything and everything that comes his way, He works well with the idea of ghouls, they need to eat just like them, and we need to eat and we eat cattle, what is the difference between them and us then. He had that frame of mind made for him when he went to college, and was somehow a downer and someone who cheers people up at the same time. He currently lives in a college dorm.
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[Reika Suzuya]

Full Name: Reika(冷菓, literally "chilled sweets")(unknown last name)


Nickname/Alias:


Alias: Changeling


Nicknames: Rei, my Rei-chan, Rei-chan, Rei Rei, Reika-san, Reika-chan

Gender: female


Sexual Orientation: bi


Marital Status: single


Age: 18


Species: Ghoul.


Affiliation: None

Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/437482551280158898/


Kagune: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/437482551280158904/


Occupation: n/a


Skills/Talents: fighting in general, general ghoul abilities, pickpocketing, drawing/sketching


Likes: sweets, animals, books, manga, drawing, nighttime, astronomy, astrology, stargazing, the dark, honey, nature, people watching, etc.


Dislikes: bright lights, daytime, anyone who annoys her, nonhuman meat, anyone who tries to hurt someone she actually cares about, being underestimated, things she considers pointless, etc.


Personality: She's rather eccentric and her mood can change at a moment's notice drastically enough to make it seem as if her entire personality had changed. She can be as sweet as her name implies one second, then the total opposite the next. Fortunately, she is usually in a good mood and certain people can control her to an extent. She is very curious and likes learning new things. She can be a bit naïve despite being quite intelligent and well-read, such as not knowing what underwear is from being abandoned at such a young age and in a way that wearing underwear became pointless. Even when saying or doing things others consider crazy, she has a somewhat innocent air about her due to her naïveté of social norms. She

finds people interesting despite usually avoiding them, and she will sometimes watch others at a distance. She has no concept of safety and will do dangerous things without a second thought, either just because it seems fun or because it's the first thing to cross her mind as a solution to a situation. She reads a lot and had taught herself to read sometime before her abandonment. She doesn't seem to understand logic very well, even when something she says is actually very logical to whoever's listening. She's a very emotional being, unable to control her own emotions. She doesn't like to kill unless necessary. She is very childish and has a habit of speaking in third person.





History: Reika was abandoned by her parents at the age of four. Despite being left all alone and forced to fend for herself or die, she never cried about it. She mostly kept to herself and avoided others, rarely showing herself. Of the very few she did come into some form of contact with, she had been ostracised by her ilk and she disliked the perverted men who stupidly tried following her down alleys. Despite the unwholesome encounters with the pervs being her only experiences with humans, she didn't hate humans. Reika, though reclusive, found other people to be interesting and developed a liking for people-watching. Despite watching people often, she never caught on to social norms, such as having any type of etiquette. At the age of twelve, a man who thought she was human due to her alluring "strange scent" tried to eat her. She fought back, revealing she was actually a ghoul and making the ghoul man freak out. This never really affected her in any way and she continued on with her usual doings, switching locations every few weeks.


Extra:


– Unlike other ghouls, she can eat some human foods without being weakened or vomiting.


– She has the tendency of threatening to bite others if she wants them to leave her alone.


– She absolutely refuses to ever wear shoes, or even socks or sandals.


– Her tolerance to pain is about the same level as Juuzou's.


– She is able to use her Ukaku kagune to fly.


– She can beat cats at stare-offs.


– Birthday: 4 December

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[iGoober]

I see you.

Single | Nineteen | Ghoul

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Occupation| Florist


Skills/Talents| Given his occupation he's pretty good with plants; one could even say he has a green thumb. He's also rather skilled in planning.


Likes| -music. -flowers. -getting to the point. -people-watching.


Dislikes| -physical encounters of a violent nature. -eating in front of others. -beating around the bush. -those who give up.


Kagune| Hitomi wields a bikaku which appears to take the shape of a claw-like tail or hand. It's mostly black with five glowing red diamond shaped designs on each side. The ten diamonds can remain active and be detached and scattered within a twenty mile range without dissipating, and can be used to see anything within twenty feet of them, respectively. His strength, speed, and durability, however, are nothing special; in fact, they're less than average...


History| Born in a village of ghouls on the outskirts of the city, the boy grew up with relatively little talk of revolution or going to war. However, that all changed when the battle between ghouls and humans sparked a war between the two parties. The progression of the war became a common topic of the remote village, and many worried of what was to come in the future. They were a strong village, but a small one. If they were to be forced from their home, they knew not where else to turn to, as they had secluded themselves up in the mountains for years; only ever venturing near enough to the civilization below to collect a body or two from the graveyard. They were a reasonably harmless people, and they wanted nothing but to protect their own and stay out of trouble. They did well for themselves and had remained under the radar far longer than any of them could have hoped for, as the war finally came to a close and an agreement between the two opposing sides was met. However, one piece of paper could not quell years of hatred and conflict between them, and many hate crimes continued to burn beneath the surface.


He couldn't understand why the two hated each other with such a passion. He had not been alive during the war, so perhaps it was something he could never truly understand, though now and again, he could hear the hushed voices of the village elders talking about it and how another war would likely come to pass. There was even talk of moving further up the mountain before things got out of control once more, but their thoughts never came to fruition, as the village had ceased to exist as of October 22.


It had happened so suddenly. The buildings set ablaze and the sound of gunfire calling through the night. In the end, to any who may have seen the flames from the city, it was merely a forest fire, caused by some careless kids in the woods.


The village hadn't been doing well for the past few months, as the graveyards were sending in more and more bodies to be used in the ghoul program which helped distribute feeding material to stores and shops for the ghouls to consume - and apparently, grave robbing was an act still frowned upon. Though this seemed rather ridiculous to the boy, who's turn it was to venture into the city to retrieve food for the village, as they were no exception. In his village, when someone died, the body was not put in the ground to be wasted, but rather it was used as food. It was a ceremonial type of thing and always done with much respect, and such only seemed natural to him by then. Afterall, he was ten, and growing up with such customs only seemed normal. It was the rest of the world that seemed off.


The walk took about half a day, from the city and back, and it felt as though he couldn't get there quick enough. There was nothing left, no smoke or ashes, no bodies or blood, it was as if the fire from last night had never happened; as though the village had never existed. The boy knew not what to make of what had happened. How could he? There was nothing left but silence.


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Life wasn't all bad, living with the elderly couple. They were pleasant and kind, and rarely ever squabbled. One could say they were the ideal family, except perhaps seventy years older. They never chastised the boy for his habits or looked at him as though he were a monster, and when he would ask them why they weren't afraid, they'd merely smile and say, " -because, we love you." And although the boy did not know why people could hate each other so, he could also not grasp how generous these two people were, when there was nothing for them to gain from it. Perhaps they had always wanted a child, but he was a ghoul and they were human - or perhaps they believed he wouldn't eat them because they were old, though he would - and just maybe, they had no ulterior motive, and were just kind for the sake of being kind. Either way, he liked them too, and their life together, although fleeting, was well spent.


It had only been eight years, but they were eight years the boy would never forget. They were like family to him, and when old age finally took them in the night, he felt a wave of sorrow that he had only experienced once before in his life. He had thought himself indifferent to their advances, merely liking them and nothing more than that, and yet, the floor seemed to turn into an ocean beneath his feet.


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A year had gone by and Hitomi was left to tend the flower shop with what little knowledge he had of business, which was incredibly scarce given Grandma had tried teaching him the basics with cookies and a simplified diagram. Sadly, to his far too recent discovery, people didn't want to be paid in chocolate chip cookies.


Personality|


He's less than knowledgeable when it comes to technology, however, he's always willing to learn about the things he doesn't know.


He's stubborn and doesn't like to give up on things.


If he's not tending the shop, then he's most likely staring off into space or trying to understand the goings-ons around him.

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