Post by Freyalise on Dec 7, 2012 2:12:06 GMT -5
Kazushi Aitsuharo !
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Some basics...
Name» Kazushi Aitsuharo
Nickname(s)» Kazu, Kazoo
Date of Birth» 3/15/1995
Place of Birth» Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan
Age» 17
Grade» Senior
School» Spiritus
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Sexual Orientation» Bi... Curious?
Hair Colour and Style» Black, sleek and straight, cut short in the back, long in front. Dress code dictates that he does nothing silly with it, so he doesn't... in public.
Eye Colour» Black
Height» 6'3"
Weight» 140lbs
Distinguishing Features» The most notable part of Kazu's features are his large tattoos- The darkened Un-Do around his neck, and the Hannya Shingyo (Heart Sutra) tattooed in entirety on his back. On some fingers are faded glyph tattoos to aid him. He has his eyebrow, nosril and lip pierced, although he cannot wear anything. His ears were also beginning to be stretched for gauged ears, but alas, can't wear those either...
Clothes» Two rules exist in Kazu's closet: It's either black or it's comfortable. He's a fan of long sleeves, zip up hoodies and wooly henley shirts for winter wardrobe. Paint-splatter jeans from his sister come out on days off and especially in summer-time, but mostly he's reduced to regular and black tatty denims.
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Mother» Noriko Aitsuharo
Father» Ken Aitsuharo
Siblings» Yuki Aitsuharo
Family History»
Kazu's family history is a textbook "happy family gone wrong." Lovely and young Noriko Okizawa marries into money, starting a happy family with Ken and Aitsuharo Agriculture, the largest exporter of foods from Hokkaido. They move to Sapporo after their marriage in Sendai, and later have their son Kazu. Years later, Noriko gives birth to little Yuki, but with severe complications, and died in childbirth. Ken brought his daughter home and pretty much tries to raise his children and keep his CEO status. It doesn't work out very well-- He has a nervous breakdown and the children are taken care of by Ken's sister, Aunt Michi, who lives in Tokyo. After a few years dad can finally cope with the stress of single parenthood, at least to a certain degree: He now hires nannies to take care of the children when he's away, which is constantly.
Kazu was 12 years old when his world shifted: His father was transferred to the new USA branch of A. Agriculture, which meant the children were coming, too. They settled down in a large beach-front property in Orange County, California. Dad was still never home, but the company hired for him a chaperone and a cook for the children, so at least they didn't want for anything while he was away.
Great idea for Yuki; She painted everything she felt and saw and dreamt, and invented new colors and animals to show Dad when he got back. Kazu found that he could do something special if he concentrated hard enough on the task. It didn't always work when he wanted it to, but when he got it right he found he could manipulate the shape, the density, or even the change the element or material in question, simply with touch or word. In such a quiet house, he found quiet moments in abundance, and so made the house his playground.
Sometimes it wasn't all fun and games: Stone topiaries were built with shap-dash engineering and so toppled, sometimes near the landscapers while they worked. Still, he found it fun to make glass sculptures on the beach in the moonlight and watch the surprise of passerby's in the morning, over coffee. Over the summer of his 13th birthday, Kazu found that music was a conductor, an amplifier for his talents. Talking was alright but singing was easier; Kazu bought a guitar and found that it was even easier than before, once his fingers learned where to go. Still only 13, Kazu had an uncanny control over his own power.
Fast forwarding a few years, Kazu is 15 and his father his home a bit more often than usual. Yuki's painting talent is the apple of her father's eye; Kazu's absentee record, late night outs and zeroed report card is the bitter core. Grounded, Kazu could only go to the library, school and home for quite a few months, chaparoned by not one but two company men; so he took this opportunity to research the specific name of his power, any material that might help expand his home-grown knowledge. The findings were fascinating: Alchemy, the transmutation of one material to another in a process, one part science and one part occultism.
It consumed his mind for months and months, the quest to find copies of ancient books, a scanned page of something old and scribbled on the internet, buying astrology and chemistry books from second-hand stores with a forged teachers signature. By the summer of Kazu's 16th birthday, he had raised his grade in every class, thanks to his weird extra-curricular studies, and thus un-grounded. More importantly, he was now more powerful and chaotic with his age. He had tattooed a specific meditative passage on his back, the Hannya Shingyo, a belief that if he tattooed the words he would live with them, never forget them, and have them be a part of his body. Well, it worked. His touch was already a catalyst for several transmutations before the tattoo, but with the added "peace of mind" he could achieve most everything, forcing alembics and other such lab equipment to be vain little toys on the shelf.
The summer was insane; With his father out for the busy summer season, he was alone again, and partied morning, noon and night. Raves, bonfires, weekend getaways, and every place in between. He'd make delicate little swans or flowers out of wine glasses to pick up drunk girls and watched them fall in love with the idea of magic- He'd get wasted on whatever was handy and come home looking like a drowned, glittery cat a few days later. The summer grew hotter but that didn't stop Kazu from delving into harder substances. It got the point where he thought it would be interesting to change the drugs he was buying into something a little different, mutate it. Most results were that he tripped for days or fell dead asleep, so he stopped doing that to himself.
Well, his father was starting to see that Kazu was losing his shit with drugs and ego, and took no issue with sending his son directly to a rehabilitation clinic in Utah. Not only for drugs but for behavior, as well. The worst part was detoxifying for months with not so much as a can of coke or a cigarette. Once the shivers and vomiting passed, Kazu used his offtime from therapy circles and group exercises to exercise his brain and soul. Surprisingly the new-age self help books were very helpful, and so in conjunction with the Heart Sutra by memory and several other experimental meditations, he haphazardly found gates in his body, found the methods to unlock them when he needed.
Despite the terrible withdrawals, sharing his "feelings" about his "addictions" and reflecting upon the consequences, his stay in rehab, in his opinion, was awesome and productive. Kazu saw a physical change in his body- Healthier and stoner sober, but also taller, more muscular, and less stressed out and sleep deprived. Holding his bags in the driveway of the rehab center, Kazu could only think positive thoughts, and how proud and embarrassed his dad would be to see how well he came out of it.
No dice. Kazu's roadtrip home with his father afforded Ken ample time to explain to Kazu his very immediate future. The spring semester was two months in, meaning Kazu's 17th birthday was very close. His promised vacation to Japan was cancelled, as was Yuki's and his own. "You've spent my money and your time just wasting time and money! They may say you're clean and right but I know you Kazu, I know there's something more under your skin." Kazu felt a menagerie of passionate emotions; He had to stop and breathe, control himself, break the focus so he wouldn't crash the car or turn it to lead. Humiliated and ashamed that he had taken away his sister's vacation. His father had just made her collateral damage to prove a point. So angry that his father couldn't see the product of that time and money sitting in the passenger's seat. "So I've decided that instead of sending us all back home for the spring, I will instead be sending you abroad to finish your education without distractions. I mean, girl's can't be helped, but if God wills it, they will be so ugly you won't bother leaving your room!" Ken laughed a gloating guffaw and that noise rung in Kazu's ears every mile of the way back down to the coast.
Once home, Kazu had one last chance to convince his father otherwise. Cornering his father in the living room, he tries to explain why he can't go abroad; He has a very physical ability and it shouldn't be neglected so. His father brushed it off to nonsense, and it was terrible. Ken went for the door and Kazu saw his window shrinking. He leapt to the door and punched it, his fist turning the fine wood and glass into straight and flat iron, no doorhandle to be found.
The mood in the room was several long minutes of oppressive silence and relief. Inspecting the integrity of the iron Ken can only part his lips in cognition- Another moment and he's over to the bar, pouring two drinks for the talk he wished he had with his son years ago.
Ken explained that this particular power belonged to Kazu's mother, Noriko. "Chinese ancestors on your mother's side had practiced this openly until the arrival of new science. Innermost knowledge was passed down through generations, indiscriminate of gender." Kazu drank his father's brandy, fascinated by the story, the admission that his father had once expected him to show signs. "I caught her one day, came home from work early. She was in the kitchen in Sapporo, fixing a broken chair. Except she didn't have glue, she had a glyph on the floor which she burned there when we moved in, and hid it with the old blue rug all those years. I asked her, 'How is this possible? ' And she told me, 'Ken, it is more than chemicals and theory, and it wasn't always about the philosopher stone. It was exercising the soul with the mundane to achieve the divine.' "
Kazu finished his glass and his father stoppered the brandy decanter, mumbling something about going up stairs to do some research and to "fix the goddamn door." He just sat there to gather his thoughts and his willpower. Kazu finished his junior year in public high school and spent a very reflective 17th birthday-summer relatively alone. Midway through autumn Ken had finally obtained the passport, visa and acceptance letter to send Kazu to Spiritus, to keep him on a tolerable behavioral level and to slake the thirst for an unknowable power.
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Personality»
Kazu's personality is introverted, but not to a fault. He likes to keep his innermost thoughts to himself and keeps journals to not only mark his progress in his alchemical quests but also ones on his state of mind, on the mundanes of life and observations of people. His power gives him the great power of organization, and he feels a little crazy when someone messes with anything in his space. Put in a social situation he comes out of his shell and likes to crack jokes and get actively involved in projects. He doesn't blink before joining a party, and almost has a radar to find one near-by. Makes him kind of the go-to guy to find cool things, which he's proud of. He's very head-strong and forgives himself of his own errors, but really holds a grudge against others. Ambitious and very clever, he works towards success and the next phase, but it is hard to tell what his true motives are or if he's being sincere. To some people he can seem like an arrogant ass, and that's perfectly natural, because he does seem to have a smug enlightened aura around him, and he is an heir to A. Agriculture.
Likes -
Ladies
Chocolate
Cigarettes
Booze
Long Nights Alone
Goose-down blankets
Cold IPA pints
Finishing a book
Working in a journal
Experimenting outdoors
Playing his guitar
alchemy for fun
getting high at concerts
shopping & shoplifting
transmuting ramps to drive off of
morning meditations
Dislikes -
polly-anna goody two shoes
skeptics
condescending adults
the cops
dead lighters
experimental failures
spoiled ingredients
broken books-- water damaged text
super scrawly handwriting
People's assumptions
Philosopher's Stone taunts
References to Ed Elric...
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Academics» Kazu did alright in Japan, but he was a kid and it barely mattered in the long run. When he moved to the United States, Kazu had a hard time adjusting to public school, so was sent to private schools there-after, where his grades went from low Ds to low Bs. As he got older and discovered his power, Chemistry and Astronomy/Geology became an easy A subject for him. Biology and Botany were not much further behind, and his English grade improved thanks to all the books he had to comb over. Physical education was easy but bored him, so he came on the brink of failing once or twice for his insubordination. Math could only get more routine as the years wore on and he maintained a B- average, much to the displeasure of his father. Being in Rehab pretty much tanked his GPA and soured it for the last time, so he's been grinding out classwork non-stop to catch up. Kazu desperately wants to finish high-school as quickly as possible and not become a super-senior. He'd even be okay with graduating in the summer.
Powers» Elemental Transmutation ~ Alchemy
The ability to alter chemical elements, changing them from one substance to another by rearranging the atomic structure. His power allows him to change the physical states of substances with just the touch of his skin.
Discovery» Kazu was twelve years old and it was his first year in America; He had no friends aside from his sister, the company men were not really there to socialize, and his cognition of english commercials was still foggy. So he wandered around the new house and found plenty of empty rooms beyond the ones his family were currently inhabiting. So he began to move his toys into the room he liked best and used it as his playroom, hiding from anyone who went looking. It worked marvelously-- The window was low enough that he could crawl in and out of the house when he wished to cartwheel or fight his action figures.
Well one day it rained. Not rare in coastal California, but enough to bum him out. Feeling annoyed and cramped in his self-proclaimed kingdom, Kazu was getting irritated with the sizes of his dolls. Some just wouldn't fit and bend, some were too small and looked ridiculous on his tower of legos, books and extra shelves. So he stretched them, quite literally. Their proportion would only grow if he could get a handful of materials together, but he realized soon that it didn't matter what he picked up-- he could create soldiers from anything.
Not so very outstanding, but it was great fun, until Kazu ran out of toys to mix and match. Soon he started to "invent" new eating utensils, practicing on food and laughing in glee, and began making sculptures out of every material laying about, from lamp post to letter box to basic sand on the beach and the asphalt on the ground.
Weakness/Vulnerability» Kazu's body acts as a catalyst for transmutations on most occasions. Glyphs and mantras he had tattooed on his body add portability to his craft, so occult circles and equipment are not necessary. If he's working on something complicated or very large, Kazu would need to recall a specific Kotodama-- literally "word spirit" to emphasis his intention. Concentration and centering is a huge part of successful transmutation, so he works best with music in headphones, guitar in hand, or dead silence.
Conversely, Kazu's weaknesses are a lot of things he is responsible for regulating. Without "aligning" his tria prima on a daily basis, he can get a little intense and agitated, and things won't work right. If he forgets a kotodama, he'd need to remember it fast or spend ages looking it up again. Things just have to be perfect for him to be happy. Worst of all is the psychological damage the power can have on an individual. Kazu had read too many books and biographies that basically said, in so many words, that alchemists searching for the Philosopher's Stone were crazy or went crazy in their quest. On some day he can feel like a gutter rat, no better than David Copperfield, and on other days, he feels so electric he could be imagining himself as a God. It took him several close calls in the younger years of his life for him to realize that Spiderman's uncle was sagely correct: With great power comes great responsibility. Every vitriolic substance he has bottled up, every ounce of gunpowder, every intention he himself has, has the potential to combust and severely hurt somebody. Every burn on his body is a reminder of a safety rule he forgot, so he tries to find no oversight.
Strengths» Despite being a pain in the ass stickler for protocol, Kazu really just wants to kick back and have fun. He feels like that was his life's calling before he grew up and learned of his power. He is pretty friendly and non-confrontational, although his trust is a little harder to earn. Whatever the price, his loyalty is worth it, and he'd follow friends as far as he can go. Thrills are valued preciously to Kazu and he loves to try anything once for as long as he can stand it. Maybe he isn't a vigilante for justice across the land, he doesn't want to be. Frankly, everything is a hurricane of decisions and he's surprised people still trust him on his own.
Looking at Kazu from a normal point of view, there's several things going for him. He's charismatic and jovial, making him a great host or guest. His guitar skills aren't too shabby, and even though smoking and alcohol put gruffness in his voice, Kazu thinks his "fans" dig it. Even though he hates studying, he's not the worst student on the planet.
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Relationship Status» Single~
Friends» ~
Enemies» ~
Additional Information» ~
Play-by» Takamasa Iishihara (Miyavi)
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Name» Hayley
Username» freyaliseonfire
Roleplaying experience» Circa 2006
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