Name: Momotarou Kyouji
Mug:
Race: Human Revivian, who else.
Class: Whip Trainee -> Jester -> Harlequin
Character Skill: Wrath (+30 to Crit if I have 30% HP or less)
Affinity: Fire
Personal Fault: "I feel quite bad about this" (When entering melee combat against a unit that cannot retaliate, -10 Hit, -2 damage)
Personal Skills:
- Tier 1 - Rule of Burning Momentum - If Momotarou moved more that half of his MOV, he receives +2 Mt until the next Player Phase.
- Tier 2 - The Addendum of Vengeful Fury - If Momotarou is within 3 tiles of an ally when s/she is downed, he receives +10 Crit until the end of Player Phase (the pending one, if triggered during Enemy Phase, or current Player Phase otherwise)
- Tier 3 - CRISIS MANAGEMENT - If 50% HP or less, Momotarou has +15 Evade.
Weapon Profs: Whip E -> Whip D, Fist D -> Leather Whip B, Cestus B, Knife B, Whip C, Fist C, Hidden C
Total Level:1
Level:1
HP: 17 (50)
STR: 5 (60) (after promoting to Jester, 65)
MAG: 1 (0)
SKL: 4 (60)
LCK: 1 (40)
DEF: 3 (50)
RES: 2 (20)
SPD: 4 (50)
CON: 5
AID: 3
MOV: 4
Starting Weapons: Steel Cestus, Plaited Whip
Bio:
So... you wanna hear my story? Here it comes, then.
You know, in every school, in every classroom, there will be at least one person who is always respected - and feared of what might happen if that person is disrespected. This person was me - the so-called BANCHOU. Although I wasn't really a violent person - although I've beat up a troublemaker or two, or more-or-less violently ended some bullying here and there. Most people liked me and found me trustworthy... even if sometimes loud and explosive and not always 100% in touch with Japanese Politeness, and maaaybe not everyone liked my sideburns, or something. Tip for ya: try to not be too much douche when I'm close by, if you don't want my knuckles to get even closer to you.
The weirder part is that, for all my strength and respect, I was also basically an otaku - of anime and vidya-related stuff. And RPGs, generally quite of a geek. I sound like some sort of a mythical, too-awesome-to-be-true being even above the forever sought Gamer Girl, don't I? Although that never made anything harder for me, for I was just that well liked... by
most people, that is.
Because no one is liked by everyone, and there were at least some people who saw me as a nail in a dire need to be hammered down. Or maybe they could not comprehend how me being able to summarise the whole plot of Hokuto no Ken up to the final battle with Raoh, AND discussing the possibilities of converting various characters to D&D rules didn't automatically make me one lonely loser in a corner. And one of those people wasn't completely right in his head.
Many people get run over, possibly by the legendary Truck-kun. Some are pushed under the train. Some fall from high places.
I got stabbed by a psychopath
and pushed out through the window on 4th floor. Four is death, as they say.Ya ain't got anything on that.
And then I had a meeting with some goddess about my future possibilities and being reincarnated in a veery typical fantasy world, full of cliches, and receiving a wish. Just like in my Japanese Light Novels, to paraphrase one certain mecha geek.
My wish? To not be forever pestered by goddamn girls freakin' melting down all the time I'm in general vicinity! Some would be envious of that, but for me, it's kinda against my ideals to get girls just by the account of how "awesome" I am. Not the way I was brought up. Not the way I feel. I'd rather want girls who don't immediately perceive exclusively me as one hot stud.
Although don't get me wrong...
I'd like me some booty. Just no booty up to today was not connected to a person kinda repulsive to me. That's why being a good boy sucks.
Although, seeing how that world looks and works,
absolutely nothing had to be done to fulfill my wish, so it kinda got... wasted. Too bad.
So here I am, in Kaisei, with a whip - being a lowkey fan of a certain series of games about whipping vampires, and a moderate amount of smug and deadpan at my disposal, ready to roll.
...Although local vampires are kinda nicer that an average Earthling would assume. They suck less, you'd say.