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Hotaru Yoshitsune (Ready)
by Hotaru Yoshitsune Fri Jun 19, 2020 8:04 pm
Quincy
Mixed blood
I D E N T I F I C A T I O N
Name: Hotaru Yoshitsune (real name Aiko Suzuki)
Apparent Age: 12 or 13
Actual Age: 14
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140
Hair Color and Style: Brown, neck-length with bangs reaching her eyes. Her haircut is functional, rather than elegant. It is very easy to maintain.
Clothing and Accessories: Beside her school uniform of a brown vest, white shirt, red bowtie, a plaid skirt, and brown shoes, Hotaru favors clothes that are comfortable and do not impede mobility in the slightest. Most of her casual attire is made of t-shirts, sweatpants, and jackets or hoodies should the weather call for it. If she is allowed to pick her clothes, she goes for soft fabrics.
Generalized Appearance: Hotaru most stands out of a crowd because she is notably half german. Beyond this her attire and hair are functional above all. She's often seen scowling or with a smug grin, and little in-between emotions. She is shorter than most and generally doesn't stick out a crowd, though not for lack of trying.
Spiritual Pressure Analysis:
Her spiritual pressure can best be described as “lightning on the rolling waves”. Indigo violet sparks and bolts, and more traditional Quincy blue waves of reiatsu. Its appearance is every bit as turbulent as the girl who creates it. If Hotaru tries very hard, her spiritual pressure creates a strange sound. Much like those heard from the orbit of Triton
Overall Personality:
On the surface, Hotaru appears to be a self-centered glory hound who knows too little and speaks too much. Although she makes a big deal about her heroism, she appears to be in it for little more than power and respect than a genuine desire to help. She believes a hero deserves a reward. Not always in money, but in thanks or the power gained through saving someone. In many ways, Hotaru is still a child. Perhaps this sentence is the best way to encapsulate her being. Her outlook on the world is extremely simple as are her goals. She has a clear idea of the way the world SHOULD be and is distressed by any deviation from that. Good should win. Evil should lose.
She is quick to decry things as not fair or lash out at perceived injustice. To what friends she makes, she is quite needy and finds it hard to let people go. She is a person with good days and bad days, and not everyone is up to the challenge of consistently dealing with her. Beneath it all, she does wish to help people. Much of her life, she has been told she was lesser than those around her. Now that she has powers outside the realm of pretending, she means to prove everyone wrong by being the best hero she can be.
Positive Traits:
Heroic: Although her goals may come across as selfish, she does have a strong sense of justice. She can’t stand seeing the strong take advantage of the weak and will fight to save them. She is willing to go out of her way to fight crime with her new powers. She will never turn a blind eye to those who need help.
Imaginative: What she lacks in a more traditional intelligence she makes up for in her unique perspective on the world. She is extremely creative and in many situations can find a solution few else would think of. This extends to battles where her quick thinking can more than even the odds against those with the upper hand on her.
Determined: Stubbornness is not always a positive trait, but Hotaru tries her best to be dependable and not back down if she can help it. To protect others, she will do just about anything, and physical pain is of little deterrence to her. She never leaves a friend behind and always tries to do what she has promised.
Negative Traits:
Envious: Hotaru finds it extremely difficult to be genuinely happy for others. This is specifically rooted in jealousy. If someone has something she wants but does not have, it is extremely upsetting to her.
Emotional: Hotaru has the emotional intelligence of someone much younger. She has a difficult time controlling her emotions. Her feelings are a primary motivator for any action she takes, and she is likely to crack under extreme pressure due to an inability to deal with the stress.
Insecure: Not that she’d ever reveal this to anyone, but a lifetime of being seen as a strange and deficient girl has left its mark on her. She fears not being good enough, or somehow losing her powers. More than anything she seeks to constantly prove herself useful and powerful to those around her, and will go to great lengths to do so.
Loyalties: Herself, justice
Goals:
Become the strongest!: As great as it is having superpowers, what’s the point if you aren’t the best? That is more or less Hotaru’s justification for growing stronger. She has no desire to be a footnote in someone else’s story and will claw her way to the top of the power hierarchy, no matter what.
Perform a full blood Quincy blood transfusion: A goal to be gained upon learning of her impure heritage. If her human blood makes her weaker, she will strive to remove it and pump herself full of pure Quincy blood. All she needs is a volunteer. Stupid? Impossible? Maybe. That won’t stop her from trying, or at the very least strongly considering it.
Get Respect and fame!: To prove anyone who ever doubted her wrong, she believes she needs the esteem and admiration of the entire spiritual world! She’ll prove to all of them that she’s not a loser!
Habits:Posing: No matter the circumstance, Hotaru is extremely likely to strike cool poses. How a hero presents themselves is extremely important, you know.
B A C K G R O U N D
Snapshots
2005: Hiroko Suzuki, Aiko's mother, is seduced by a mysterious Quincy
2006: Hotaru is born under the name Aiko Suzuki
2014: Aiko begins to fall behind her classmates, and loses her friends. "Things will never be this good again."
2019: Aiko reads of Yoshitsune, is inspired by a teacher to carry on his legacy as best she can
2020: Aiko discovers her latent Quincy powers and takes the name Hotaru Yoshitsune to sound cooler and honor her personal hero.
Overarching History
Once, there was a Japanese waitress named Hiroko Suzuki. Her diner was open all night, and with no family to speak of, there was little to stop her from accepting the night hours. It was always quiet and uneventful. A few delinquents would order coffee, some depressed artsy types might order breakfast a few hours before most would even wake. Night in, night out, little of surprise would ever happen. Yet it all changed when a foreigner found his way to her corner of the city.
He had hair as long as any girl’s and a face prettier than any she’d ever seen. He was a German visiting on business, but within minutes, she may as well have known him her whole life. He told her of far off Strasbourg and the beautiful countryside of his franco-german homeland. He listened to her problems with kind eyes and promised her a life of excitement and to take her back Alsace with him. By the time dawn came, she was in love. For a few days, they played at dating. He returned to the diner every day, but the day she visited him in his hotel room was the last they’d spend together. He had disappeared while she slept without a note, or any indication if she’d see him again. His only parting gift was the child he had put in her and a strange necklace.
Under those circumstances, Aiko Suzuki was born. With little option, Hiroko moved back in with her parents, as to create a better environment for her newborn to live in. For the first few years, Hiroko struggled to find more substantial employment
Aiko always gravitated towards the TV, and when she was old enough, books and the internet. The stories presented were so magical to her. She could get lost in them. Tales of heroism and fighting evil monsters inspired her and made her wish she could do the same. By the time she started daycare, she was no different than any other child. Her mother found work managing an electronics store and for a time, no matter how terrible the circumstances of her forth, it seemed things would be fine. Hiroko moved out of her parents’ house but remained close by. Aiko started elementary school, and she was as close as could be with her mother. Perhaps her greatest friend, more so than any she made in school. She shared her passion for stories, and her mother would always read to her after work.
As Aiko grew, there came a moment. Bit by bit, things changed until she reached a point where it seemed things would never be as good again. There was no single cause she could point to, nor single moment the good times ended, but end they did. The subjects in school grew harder and harder. Her friends seemed less and less interested in her. For the most part, everyone did. Things were changing and she failed to adapt.
Teachers one said everyone was special, but if that were so, why was everyone else so much better off than she? It became so that teachers only paid her mind when she acted out. Any attempts to make new friends ended in failure. The world was becoming a dark and scary place, where the only escape was her home. Her mother remained her closest friend, even as her work hours increased. Aiko took more solace than ever in comics, books, and movies.
Once, she read of Minamoto no Yoshitsune, only to cry when she realized his ultimate fate. He was kind, brave, and strong, but was betrayed and died without saving Japan or something like that. At the time, she was in school. Her tears only got the attention of bullies, who figured her an easy target. She hated them. She wanted to fight them. She wanted to disappear into a better world, but she couldn’t. All she could do was cover her ears and close her eyes, and wait for it all to end.
Yoshitsune was a great hero. Why was it bad to cry for him? She didn’t understand. The laughter was everywhere, and her closed ears couldn’t block it out. She ran, but she didn’t care where. Anywhere would be better than where she was. She hid beneath the nearest staircase and tried to cry silently as to not be found. Yet she was found. Not by her tormentors, but a teacher. It wasn’t one she knew, but rather than scold her, he simply asked her what was wrong. No matter how stupid her story seemed, he listened quietly.
He consoled her and told her a hero like Yoshitsune would not want her to be sad but would want her to try and make the world a better place as he would. If he lived through her, it would be like he never died. That helped Aiko more than anyone could anticipate. Yoshitsune became emblematic of what she considered good, and she was his heir. She was already an outcast, so it mattered little that she was quickly labeled a chunibyo.
Life could be like a fantasy, and she COULD be a hero. Yet there was little point in being some worthless no-power hero. In her mind she had powers. She could feel them. It didn’t matter if she had no friends besides her mother to speak of. She was awesome! Her desire to increase her power leads her to rummage through her mother’s jewelry box to find magic items. Among the cheap and mundane, she found something that truly called to her. It was a mixture of a pentacle and a cross. At its center was a beautiful sapphire that seemed to pulsate in the light. It was a feeling stronger than any she’d felt. The necklace was calling to her, and she answered.
The next few months were filled with strange occurrences. Cuts and abrasions she didn’t remember getting, lapses in memory that did not add up, and a strange feeling she was being watched any time she left the house. All of it built up to one day, on the way to school, she saw a monster. Its body as black as night and its face as white as ivory. Just as it reared its head from across the street, a bolt of white light pierced its skull, causing it to dissolve. Despite the spectacle, she appeared to be the only one who noticed.
That day, she spent her time at school looking as though she’d just murdered someone. It was inconceivable to her that the world kept moving on like it was when there were real monsters roaming the street! She tried telling people only for them to laugh off her claims. It became clear to her quickly there was more afoot than just monsters. There was a world of magic she had just begun to see. In the following months, she sought to hone her powers, no longer caring about her normal human life. Insisting she was born anew, she tells everyone her name is Hotaru Yoshitsune, a name far more heroic than some common one like Aiko Suzuki. She trains and readies herself for battle. She knows more than anything her life is going to be far from peaceful, though she would have it no other way.
Q U I N C Y // B L O O D L I N E
Armbrust Karabiner
translation of power: Crossbow Carbine
Reishi Cross: Iron-silver alloy Quincy pentacle with an imitation sapphire affixed to its center. Each line of the cross has a semi-circle of stainless steel, each opening the opposite direction of the respective tips of the lines on the pentacle.
Reishi Weapon: Hotaru’s weapon takes the form of a medieval crossbow. It appears to be unstable, with energy pulsating through, and sometimes being harmlessly discharged in small amounts. It is light enough to be fired onehanded but large enough so that both hands can be used if needed.
Bloodline Ability: ???
STATS & SKILLS
SPENT XP/TOTAL XP
850/1000
STATS
Reiatsu 120
Power 15
Spirit 40
Agility 30
Durability 35
SKILLS
Reishi Manipulation Beginner
Archery Basic
Ginto None
Hirenkyaku Beginner
Mixed blood
I D E N T I F I C A T I O N
Name: Hotaru Yoshitsune (real name Aiko Suzuki)
Apparent Age: 12 or 13
Actual Age: 14
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140
Hair Color and Style: Brown, neck-length with bangs reaching her eyes. Her haircut is functional, rather than elegant. It is very easy to maintain.
Clothing and Accessories: Beside her school uniform of a brown vest, white shirt, red bowtie, a plaid skirt, and brown shoes, Hotaru favors clothes that are comfortable and do not impede mobility in the slightest. Most of her casual attire is made of t-shirts, sweatpants, and jackets or hoodies should the weather call for it. If she is allowed to pick her clothes, she goes for soft fabrics.
Generalized Appearance: Hotaru most stands out of a crowd because she is notably half german. Beyond this her attire and hair are functional above all. She's often seen scowling or with a smug grin, and little in-between emotions. She is shorter than most and generally doesn't stick out a crowd, though not for lack of trying.
Spiritual Pressure Analysis:
Her spiritual pressure can best be described as “lightning on the rolling waves”. Indigo violet sparks and bolts, and more traditional Quincy blue waves of reiatsu. Its appearance is every bit as turbulent as the girl who creates it. If Hotaru tries very hard, her spiritual pressure creates a strange sound. Much like those heard from the orbit of Triton
Overall Personality:
On the surface, Hotaru appears to be a self-centered glory hound who knows too little and speaks too much. Although she makes a big deal about her heroism, she appears to be in it for little more than power and respect than a genuine desire to help. She believes a hero deserves a reward. Not always in money, but in thanks or the power gained through saving someone. In many ways, Hotaru is still a child. Perhaps this sentence is the best way to encapsulate her being. Her outlook on the world is extremely simple as are her goals. She has a clear idea of the way the world SHOULD be and is distressed by any deviation from that. Good should win. Evil should lose.
She is quick to decry things as not fair or lash out at perceived injustice. To what friends she makes, she is quite needy and finds it hard to let people go. She is a person with good days and bad days, and not everyone is up to the challenge of consistently dealing with her. Beneath it all, she does wish to help people. Much of her life, she has been told she was lesser than those around her. Now that she has powers outside the realm of pretending, she means to prove everyone wrong by being the best hero she can be.
Positive Traits:
Heroic: Although her goals may come across as selfish, she does have a strong sense of justice. She can’t stand seeing the strong take advantage of the weak and will fight to save them. She is willing to go out of her way to fight crime with her new powers. She will never turn a blind eye to those who need help.
Imaginative: What she lacks in a more traditional intelligence she makes up for in her unique perspective on the world. She is extremely creative and in many situations can find a solution few else would think of. This extends to battles where her quick thinking can more than even the odds against those with the upper hand on her.
Determined: Stubbornness is not always a positive trait, but Hotaru tries her best to be dependable and not back down if she can help it. To protect others, she will do just about anything, and physical pain is of little deterrence to her. She never leaves a friend behind and always tries to do what she has promised.
Negative Traits:
Envious: Hotaru finds it extremely difficult to be genuinely happy for others. This is specifically rooted in jealousy. If someone has something she wants but does not have, it is extremely upsetting to her.
Emotional: Hotaru has the emotional intelligence of someone much younger. She has a difficult time controlling her emotions. Her feelings are a primary motivator for any action she takes, and she is likely to crack under extreme pressure due to an inability to deal with the stress.
Insecure: Not that she’d ever reveal this to anyone, but a lifetime of being seen as a strange and deficient girl has left its mark on her. She fears not being good enough, or somehow losing her powers. More than anything she seeks to constantly prove herself useful and powerful to those around her, and will go to great lengths to do so.
Loyalties: Herself, justice
Goals:
Become the strongest!: As great as it is having superpowers, what’s the point if you aren’t the best? That is more or less Hotaru’s justification for growing stronger. She has no desire to be a footnote in someone else’s story and will claw her way to the top of the power hierarchy, no matter what.
Perform a full blood Quincy blood transfusion: A goal to be gained upon learning of her impure heritage. If her human blood makes her weaker, she will strive to remove it and pump herself full of pure Quincy blood. All she needs is a volunteer. Stupid? Impossible? Maybe. That won’t stop her from trying, or at the very least strongly considering it.
Get Respect and fame!: To prove anyone who ever doubted her wrong, she believes she needs the esteem and admiration of the entire spiritual world! She’ll prove to all of them that she’s not a loser!
Habits:Posing: No matter the circumstance, Hotaru is extremely likely to strike cool poses. How a hero presents themselves is extremely important, you know.
B A C K G R O U N D
Snapshots
2005: Hiroko Suzuki, Aiko's mother, is seduced by a mysterious Quincy
2006: Hotaru is born under the name Aiko Suzuki
2014: Aiko begins to fall behind her classmates, and loses her friends. "Things will never be this good again."
2019: Aiko reads of Yoshitsune, is inspired by a teacher to carry on his legacy as best she can
2020: Aiko discovers her latent Quincy powers and takes the name Hotaru Yoshitsune to sound cooler and honor her personal hero.
Overarching History
Once, there was a Japanese waitress named Hiroko Suzuki. Her diner was open all night, and with no family to speak of, there was little to stop her from accepting the night hours. It was always quiet and uneventful. A few delinquents would order coffee, some depressed artsy types might order breakfast a few hours before most would even wake. Night in, night out, little of surprise would ever happen. Yet it all changed when a foreigner found his way to her corner of the city.
He had hair as long as any girl’s and a face prettier than any she’d ever seen. He was a German visiting on business, but within minutes, she may as well have known him her whole life. He told her of far off Strasbourg and the beautiful countryside of his franco-german homeland. He listened to her problems with kind eyes and promised her a life of excitement and to take her back Alsace with him. By the time dawn came, she was in love. For a few days, they played at dating. He returned to the diner every day, but the day she visited him in his hotel room was the last they’d spend together. He had disappeared while she slept without a note, or any indication if she’d see him again. His only parting gift was the child he had put in her and a strange necklace.
Under those circumstances, Aiko Suzuki was born. With little option, Hiroko moved back in with her parents, as to create a better environment for her newborn to live in. For the first few years, Hiroko struggled to find more substantial employment
Aiko always gravitated towards the TV, and when she was old enough, books and the internet. The stories presented were so magical to her. She could get lost in them. Tales of heroism and fighting evil monsters inspired her and made her wish she could do the same. By the time she started daycare, she was no different than any other child. Her mother found work managing an electronics store and for a time, no matter how terrible the circumstances of her forth, it seemed things would be fine. Hiroko moved out of her parents’ house but remained close by. Aiko started elementary school, and she was as close as could be with her mother. Perhaps her greatest friend, more so than any she made in school. She shared her passion for stories, and her mother would always read to her after work.
As Aiko grew, there came a moment. Bit by bit, things changed until she reached a point where it seemed things would never be as good again. There was no single cause she could point to, nor single moment the good times ended, but end they did. The subjects in school grew harder and harder. Her friends seemed less and less interested in her. For the most part, everyone did. Things were changing and she failed to adapt.
Teachers one said everyone was special, but if that were so, why was everyone else so much better off than she? It became so that teachers only paid her mind when she acted out. Any attempts to make new friends ended in failure. The world was becoming a dark and scary place, where the only escape was her home. Her mother remained her closest friend, even as her work hours increased. Aiko took more solace than ever in comics, books, and movies.
Once, she read of Minamoto no Yoshitsune, only to cry when she realized his ultimate fate. He was kind, brave, and strong, but was betrayed and died without saving Japan or something like that. At the time, she was in school. Her tears only got the attention of bullies, who figured her an easy target. She hated them. She wanted to fight them. She wanted to disappear into a better world, but she couldn’t. All she could do was cover her ears and close her eyes, and wait for it all to end.
Yoshitsune was a great hero. Why was it bad to cry for him? She didn’t understand. The laughter was everywhere, and her closed ears couldn’t block it out. She ran, but she didn’t care where. Anywhere would be better than where she was. She hid beneath the nearest staircase and tried to cry silently as to not be found. Yet she was found. Not by her tormentors, but a teacher. It wasn’t one she knew, but rather than scold her, he simply asked her what was wrong. No matter how stupid her story seemed, he listened quietly.
He consoled her and told her a hero like Yoshitsune would not want her to be sad but would want her to try and make the world a better place as he would. If he lived through her, it would be like he never died. That helped Aiko more than anyone could anticipate. Yoshitsune became emblematic of what she considered good, and she was his heir. She was already an outcast, so it mattered little that she was quickly labeled a chunibyo.
Life could be like a fantasy, and she COULD be a hero. Yet there was little point in being some worthless no-power hero. In her mind she had powers. She could feel them. It didn’t matter if she had no friends besides her mother to speak of. She was awesome! Her desire to increase her power leads her to rummage through her mother’s jewelry box to find magic items. Among the cheap and mundane, she found something that truly called to her. It was a mixture of a pentacle and a cross. At its center was a beautiful sapphire that seemed to pulsate in the light. It was a feeling stronger than any she’d felt. The necklace was calling to her, and she answered.
The next few months were filled with strange occurrences. Cuts and abrasions she didn’t remember getting, lapses in memory that did not add up, and a strange feeling she was being watched any time she left the house. All of it built up to one day, on the way to school, she saw a monster. Its body as black as night and its face as white as ivory. Just as it reared its head from across the street, a bolt of white light pierced its skull, causing it to dissolve. Despite the spectacle, she appeared to be the only one who noticed.
That day, she spent her time at school looking as though she’d just murdered someone. It was inconceivable to her that the world kept moving on like it was when there were real monsters roaming the street! She tried telling people only for them to laugh off her claims. It became clear to her quickly there was more afoot than just monsters. There was a world of magic she had just begun to see. In the following months, she sought to hone her powers, no longer caring about her normal human life. Insisting she was born anew, she tells everyone her name is Hotaru Yoshitsune, a name far more heroic than some common one like Aiko Suzuki. She trains and readies herself for battle. She knows more than anything her life is going to be far from peaceful, though she would have it no other way.
Q U I N C Y // B L O O D L I N E
Armbrust Karabiner
translation of power: Crossbow Carbine
Reishi Cross: Iron-silver alloy Quincy pentacle with an imitation sapphire affixed to its center. Each line of the cross has a semi-circle of stainless steel, each opening the opposite direction of the respective tips of the lines on the pentacle.
Reishi Weapon: Hotaru’s weapon takes the form of a medieval crossbow. It appears to be unstable, with energy pulsating through, and sometimes being harmlessly discharged in small amounts. It is light enough to be fired onehanded but large enough so that both hands can be used if needed.
Bloodline Ability: ???
STATS & SKILLS
SPENT XP/TOTAL XP
850/1000
STATS
Reiatsu 120
Power 15
Spirit 40
Agility 30
Durability 35
SKILLS
Reishi Manipulation Beginner
Archery Basic
Ginto None
Hirenkyaku Beginner
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