Post by Kant on Jan 14, 2013 15:06:26 GMT
Basic Information
Name: Mauliwell Brooks
Nickname/Alias: "Kant" - "Sour Brooks"
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 7 feet 4 inches
Weight: 200 lbs
Affiliation: N/A
Rank: A
Personal Information
Vessel: N/A
Hometown: Loguetown
Physical Description: Kant is incredibly tall, standing at a towering 7 feet 4 inches. He is dark-skinned, and has curly black hair. His hair falls down to just past his shoulders. He is very skinny, and seems to lack muscle. His expression is usually half-awake, and his posture is very bad. Kant's fingers are strangely long, and boney. They look like the fingers of a skeleton. The most interesting thing about Kant is his teeth, which are crooked and yellow. They look as though they have never been brushed. This is a side effect of the Sui Sui no Mi.
Clothing: Kant wears a light blue-grey hat and circular sunglasses with thick, dark brown rims and a grey tint. He has a white shirt with a deep v-neck, a canvas backpack, black pants and very high black boots with pointed toes. Over all of his clothing, save the backpack, he wears a dark teal coat that goes down to his knees, usually left open.
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Personality Above all else, while he is a thinker and a lover of philosophy, Kant is extremely lazy. He rarely leaves his house, preferring to sit in silence and meditate, think or practice mastering his devil fruit, the Sui Sui no Mi. He finds himself in favor of doing as little as possible for the sake of himself. Kant is extremely loyal to whoever he perceives to be correct, but the only person he has ever had this faith in is himself. Thus, he has almost no respect for the authority figures of the marines or pirate captains. He has a very dry sense of humor, and rarely laughs despite emitting a constant stream of sarcastic jokes when speaking to people.
Likes: Being alone, silence, thinking, doing very little
Dislikes: Action, authority, being forced to fight, rude awakenings
History At a young age, Kant was given a strange fruit from a man he only knew as "Lazarus". He met Lazarus one day when he had been walking down the street, and saw the old man's cart had fallen over, spilling his groceries. Kant helped him retrieve the fallen groceries, and began talking with the appreciative fellow as he did. They spoke of philosophies and ideas that Kant knew well, which surprised Lazarus. Kant had told him both his parents had been scholars and thinkers, and taught him much at a young age. Before they parted, Lazarus gave Kant a strange looking lemon with spirals around it, telling him to eat the fruit when he got home. It was the Sui Sui No Mi, a devil fruit which gave Kant incredible powers. Since that day, he has never seen or heard from Lazarus again.
He devoted his young life to the study of this fruit, researching it's class and what he could do with it. He discovered it was a logia devil fruit, and began walking out to Neither's Point (which was always very isolated) to train himself through mediation and practice. It was the first (and only) time his laziness was beaten out by his desire to do something over and over again. Due to all the practice, he has become incredibly skilled in the manipulation of the acid his fruit grants him.
His life was cushy, and uneventful. He hardly ever had to do anything for himself, and while it didn't make him act spoiled, it did not help his lack of motivation. His mother actually blames their wealth and good life for Kant's inability to "give a shit". Both his parents are still alive, living in Ohara, while Kant moved to Loguetown to be alone, where he remains today. His parents gave him a wealth of knowledge on numerous subjects, making him a very resourceful and knowledgeable person, when the need arises.
Extra Information
Extra Clothing: Kant has a black hat, that is the exact same as his blue-grey hat, except it is black, like him.
Extra Weapons: In his backpack, Kant carries a smoke bomb at all times so he can make quick escapes from things he doesn't want to do. He sometimes uses these smoke bombs comically; for example dropping one at a family reunion so he could run away from the conversation he was having with his very irritating uncle.
Special Skills
Name: Busoshoku Haki
Description: The ability to create a spiritual armor around one's self, increasing the power of their strikes and defenses. It also allows users to strike at the elemental bodies of logia devil fruit users. In Kant's case, he cannot use the Haki on any acid he is not in direct contact with.
Devil Fruit: Sui Sui no Mi
Devil Fruit Control: Fourth Level
Relationships: Kant has heard of a man named Saul Moriah, and knows of his combat abilities. However, he has never met the man.
Rp Sample: "Hey, who are you?!" a voice cried, starling Kant enough that he jumped, causing him to lose his focus and balance. He fell over from his sitting position, sighing and remaining on the ground. He was too lazy to right himself again, let alone to look at the person who was bothering him. He already didn't like them. "You're not supposed to be here!" the voice continued, sounding more and more shrill as they kept speaking. Kant knew it to be a woman for sure now, and a typical one at that. "Go away, lady." Kant replied quietly, not wanting to move yet. Lying down was more comfortable then he thought it might be.
"Go away? Go away?! How dare you tell me to go away?!" she continued, "I own this hill! So why don't you go away?!" audibly stomping up the hill that Kant had been atop, where he had been meditating for the past 19 years. To hear that some woman was now claiming the hill as her own both surprised and upset Kant, to the point where he actually rose to his feet and turned to look at her. She was a short, nasty looking woman with an apron and bandana, giving her the look of a cleaning lady. She certainly did not look wealthy enough to buy a entire hill, especially not land like Neither's Point. It was excellent quality, and would have cost a couple million beli for every couple acres. Kant rubbed his left eye and sighed, muttering "Yu gotta be kidding' me.. Lady, I've been coming here since I was little, every day at this time. Who the heck are you to tell me to go away?"
She was flustered, and began stammering. Evidently she had not expected this. "I... I.. You are... I am... Oh forget it, I'm no liar." she sighed, sitting in the grass. "I want to take my boyfriend out here for a picnic. I was looking over the area the other day and I saw you here. Then I came back today and you were here again, so I tried to scare you away."
"Huhuhuhu, you were gonna scare me away?" Kant laughed, sitting beside her. "Well lady, you should probably pick your targets a bit better. I'm Kant, it's nice to meet you."
"I'm Jenna, and I'm sorry for trying to scare you." she said, half smiling. She still seemed embarrassed, and upset. "Nice to meet you Jenna." Kant replied. "Now, why don't you ask nicely for whatever it is you need?" She shot him a confused look, and said, "What? I, uh.. Well, Kant, I would like to have a picnic in this spot tomorrow at 2:00, would you be so kind as to not be here?"
Kant yawned, and lay down on his back. "Sure, on the condition that you leave me alone now so I may meditate until you arrive again." he said, closing his eyes. Before he dozed off, he pointed to the bag and said, "Oh, and there's an apple in the bag if you want one." before drifting off into sleep.
Name: Mauliwell Brooks
Nickname/Alias: "Kant" - "Sour Brooks"
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 7 feet 4 inches
Weight: 200 lbs
Affiliation: N/A
Rank: A
Personal Information
Vessel: N/A
Hometown: Loguetown
Physical Description: Kant is incredibly tall, standing at a towering 7 feet 4 inches. He is dark-skinned, and has curly black hair. His hair falls down to just past his shoulders. He is very skinny, and seems to lack muscle. His expression is usually half-awake, and his posture is very bad. Kant's fingers are strangely long, and boney. They look like the fingers of a skeleton. The most interesting thing about Kant is his teeth, which are crooked and yellow. They look as though they have never been brushed. This is a side effect of the Sui Sui no Mi.
Clothing: Kant wears a light blue-grey hat and circular sunglasses with thick, dark brown rims and a grey tint. He has a white shirt with a deep v-neck, a canvas backpack, black pants and very high black boots with pointed toes. Over all of his clothing, save the backpack, he wears a dark teal coat that goes down to his knees, usually left open.
Picture:
Personality Above all else, while he is a thinker and a lover of philosophy, Kant is extremely lazy. He rarely leaves his house, preferring to sit in silence and meditate, think or practice mastering his devil fruit, the Sui Sui no Mi. He finds himself in favor of doing as little as possible for the sake of himself. Kant is extremely loyal to whoever he perceives to be correct, but the only person he has ever had this faith in is himself. Thus, he has almost no respect for the authority figures of the marines or pirate captains. He has a very dry sense of humor, and rarely laughs despite emitting a constant stream of sarcastic jokes when speaking to people.
Likes: Being alone, silence, thinking, doing very little
Dislikes: Action, authority, being forced to fight, rude awakenings
History At a young age, Kant was given a strange fruit from a man he only knew as "Lazarus". He met Lazarus one day when he had been walking down the street, and saw the old man's cart had fallen over, spilling his groceries. Kant helped him retrieve the fallen groceries, and began talking with the appreciative fellow as he did. They spoke of philosophies and ideas that Kant knew well, which surprised Lazarus. Kant had told him both his parents had been scholars and thinkers, and taught him much at a young age. Before they parted, Lazarus gave Kant a strange looking lemon with spirals around it, telling him to eat the fruit when he got home. It was the Sui Sui No Mi, a devil fruit which gave Kant incredible powers. Since that day, he has never seen or heard from Lazarus again.
He devoted his young life to the study of this fruit, researching it's class and what he could do with it. He discovered it was a logia devil fruit, and began walking out to Neither's Point (which was always very isolated) to train himself through mediation and practice. It was the first (and only) time his laziness was beaten out by his desire to do something over and over again. Due to all the practice, he has become incredibly skilled in the manipulation of the acid his fruit grants him.
His life was cushy, and uneventful. He hardly ever had to do anything for himself, and while it didn't make him act spoiled, it did not help his lack of motivation. His mother actually blames their wealth and good life for Kant's inability to "give a shit". Both his parents are still alive, living in Ohara, while Kant moved to Loguetown to be alone, where he remains today. His parents gave him a wealth of knowledge on numerous subjects, making him a very resourceful and knowledgeable person, when the need arises.
Extra Information
Extra Clothing: Kant has a black hat, that is the exact same as his blue-grey hat, except it is black, like him.
Extra Weapons: In his backpack, Kant carries a smoke bomb at all times so he can make quick escapes from things he doesn't want to do. He sometimes uses these smoke bombs comically; for example dropping one at a family reunion so he could run away from the conversation he was having with his very irritating uncle.
Special Skills
Name: Busoshoku Haki
Description: The ability to create a spiritual armor around one's self, increasing the power of their strikes and defenses. It also allows users to strike at the elemental bodies of logia devil fruit users. In Kant's case, he cannot use the Haki on any acid he is not in direct contact with.
Devil Fruit: Sui Sui no Mi
Devil Fruit Control: Fourth Level
Relationships: Kant has heard of a man named Saul Moriah, and knows of his combat abilities. However, he has never met the man.
Rp Sample: "Hey, who are you?!" a voice cried, starling Kant enough that he jumped, causing him to lose his focus and balance. He fell over from his sitting position, sighing and remaining on the ground. He was too lazy to right himself again, let alone to look at the person who was bothering him. He already didn't like them. "You're not supposed to be here!" the voice continued, sounding more and more shrill as they kept speaking. Kant knew it to be a woman for sure now, and a typical one at that. "Go away, lady." Kant replied quietly, not wanting to move yet. Lying down was more comfortable then he thought it might be.
"Go away? Go away?! How dare you tell me to go away?!" she continued, "I own this hill! So why don't you go away?!" audibly stomping up the hill that Kant had been atop, where he had been meditating for the past 19 years. To hear that some woman was now claiming the hill as her own both surprised and upset Kant, to the point where he actually rose to his feet and turned to look at her. She was a short, nasty looking woman with an apron and bandana, giving her the look of a cleaning lady. She certainly did not look wealthy enough to buy a entire hill, especially not land like Neither's Point. It was excellent quality, and would have cost a couple million beli for every couple acres. Kant rubbed his left eye and sighed, muttering "Yu gotta be kidding' me.. Lady, I've been coming here since I was little, every day at this time. Who the heck are you to tell me to go away?"
She was flustered, and began stammering. Evidently she had not expected this. "I... I.. You are... I am... Oh forget it, I'm no liar." she sighed, sitting in the grass. "I want to take my boyfriend out here for a picnic. I was looking over the area the other day and I saw you here. Then I came back today and you were here again, so I tried to scare you away."
"Huhuhuhu, you were gonna scare me away?" Kant laughed, sitting beside her. "Well lady, you should probably pick your targets a bit better. I'm Kant, it's nice to meet you."
"I'm Jenna, and I'm sorry for trying to scare you." she said, half smiling. She still seemed embarrassed, and upset. "Nice to meet you Jenna." Kant replied. "Now, why don't you ask nicely for whatever it is you need?" She shot him a confused look, and said, "What? I, uh.. Well, Kant, I would like to have a picnic in this spot tomorrow at 2:00, would you be so kind as to not be here?"
Kant yawned, and lay down on his back. "Sure, on the condition that you leave me alone now so I may meditate until you arrive again." he said, closing his eyes. Before he dozed off, he pointed to the bag and said, "Oh, and there's an apple in the bag if you want one." before drifting off into sleep.
