Post by spun4deadcandy on Dec 13, 2012 22:30:13 GMT
Basic Information
Name: Cog Lenjo
Nickname/Alias: Kid/Slim Jim/Son of a Wench/Wild Cry
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 114
Affiliation: Grumple Drum Pirates
Rank: A
Personal Information
Vessel: The Nickel Watson
Hometown: N/A
Physical Description:White hair with a light blueish tint, scars on his back, red slave brand marks on his cheek, lean build, and blue Icy eyes.
Clothing: Tribal sash, ripped shirt, black ripped jeans, white sandals with red stripes, red headband.
Picture:
Personality Normally, Cog Is a rough and tough kid who will cause trouble whenever the opportunity arises. He rarely chills out and Is always on the move, looking for adventure, fights, treasure, and all that good old fashion pirate stuff. He doesn't really attack Innocents or mess with them. Whenever It comes to criminal activity he will target people who are more wealthy and better off than others.
He can, however, become surprisingly serious when someone close to him Is In danger. He won't protect those who are weak though and refuses to forgive those who have crossed him. He does have a sense of honor and won't fight those who are weaker or are already Injured.
Likes: A various amounts of food which includes meat, soup, bread, etc. Fighting, adventuring, sailing, causing trouble, and winning.
Dislikes: Vegetables, cowards, marines, downers, emos, and waiting.
History
Sadly for Cog, he was born right Into the middle of conflict from day one. His parents were pirates fighting the opposing marine force In a heated battle of wills and cannons. His mother had went Into labor and was brought Into the Captain's Quarters to have the baby delivered. The sounds of cannon fire slamming against the ship made the situation even worse but motivated her to get the baby out faster. Outside his father was on the wheel, narrowly dodging cannon fire and commanding the men to fire on specific spots. They had landed good blows for sure and would have won If It wasn't for the obviously greater marine numbers who were beginning to overwhelm them.
Cowards Is what his father's crew became and soon they started aborting the vessel, leaving the ship even more open to attack. The middle-aged captain rushed Into his quarters where his wife was holding the newborn Cog In her arms. The beautiful moment lasted shortly before she began to go Into cardiac arrest, eventually dying with her bloody crying son In her dead lifeless arms. The Captain took his son Into his arms, wrapped him In cloth, and went back out to the deck where the ship was now on It's last leg. He would die with his vessel and wife but his son would have to live on.
Now knowing that his death was at hand he tucked his son Into an escape boat, lowered It Into the water and watched as the baby boy was drifted off Into the sea. The ship shortly after took It's final blows and flopped over on It's side as It sunk, giving a small wave to push the baby Cog Into the direction of a nearby Island.
Cog cried himself to sleep the whole way and eventually washed up on the shore of the Island's beach. Unbeknownst to anyone who had taken part In the sea battle, the nearby Island was Inhabited by a group of long lost pirates. When one of them saw the young Cog he thought of sacrificing him to the animals of their Island's jungle to keep them at peace. However he made an exception this time seeing as the dead bodies that were washing up on their shores was more than enough sacrifices.
The man who had found Cog took him back to the village which was In the Inner jungle and gave him to the head of the group. He looked him over, looked into his eyes as they did with most of the Infants and deemed him as too weak to become even a slave for the people, let alone a member. The baby Cog was thrown Into a river that ran throughout the jungle. They expected the vicious fish, or crushing current to kill the boy. Sitting by the river was a woman from the village who couldn't have any children herself and was made a slave. She was washing the clothes of her masters when she had saw the crying baby floating down the river. She grabbed him up with a frown on her face, wondering just how people could be so cruel.
She took him back to where the rest of the slaves were kept, high ontop of the mountain of the jungle where animals ran about as gods. The slave population accepted this boy In and the woman became his mother, naming him Cog Lenjo.
Years would pass and Cog would grow up In the poverty of the slaves. They were his family and they stayed close together, knowing that they could only trust each other. Cog was made a slave at the age of 7 and was put to work as a house slave for the more wealthy village dwellers. He was whipped, kicked, and punched on every possible part of his body like an animal for either walking wrong, looking at someone funny, or simply for no reason sometimes. He gained scars from these beatings and memories that would stick to him for the rest of his life. He could bear It for his mother however. He knew that he had to be strong for her.
It seemed that he would never escape this hell and he had thought of killing himself many times before. The day that changed all of this was around when he was ten. He was hauling weapons through the village to his master's house when he had saw a small slave girl about his age being roughed up by some of the village men. He went over to break It up but was pushed out of the conflict. When they hit the girl across the face, that's what really set Cog off. He went back over to the weapon pile and picked out a sword before walking back over to one of the attackers and slashing his face In multiple times with the blade.
Soon enough the man was laying In a pool of blood, lifeless. The other men stood shocked, frozen. Cog grabbed the girls hand, dropping the weapon, and began to run away but was stopped In his tracks, knocked out, and taken away. A slave, let alone a child had never killed before and the punishment would be met by death. The leader who had not noticed this was the same child he had tried to kill before so many years ago, ordered the child to climb to the top of the highest mountain on the Island where a special chest would be found and bring It back to the leader.
If Cog failed this task half of the slave population would be murdered, including his mother. He was ten years old but he had the heart of a lion when It came to protecting his mother. She gave him a bear pelt which was said to protect against the predators of the Island. He would walk to the base of the mountain where the slave camp was sitting and would began to climb, whilst being whipped for a short time until he had gotten higher. He had stopped to rest a couple of times as he scaled the mountain and the temperature began to drop as night had begun to fall upon the island.
He had made It onto a carved out road where snow laid. The pelt which was wrapped around him kept him warm and he was able to keep on with his quest, despite the freezing temperatures that now began to befall him. Right around a turn he could hear a loud roar. A large paw came slamming down In front of him as he looked to see what It was. A giant bear stood before him, up on his two back feet. Cog was ready to dash right about now but the bear slowly came down onto all fours, walked up to the boy, and licked him across the face. It seemed the pelt wasn't a myth after all.
Soon It had became his best friend, allowing him to climb on It's back and steered away any other animal that tried to harm him. Animals were following behind them as they neared the top of the snow caped mountain. And there It was. The chest that he was sent to find. He walked towards It, eyes gleeming. When he flipped It open he was greeted by a fruit looking object which looked good enough to eat. He had forgotten all about the task at hand and only heard his growling stomach as he ate the fruit whole.
It tasted bitter to him but filled him up nonetheless. Not even a few moments after his meal he heard screams from below the mountain. Images of his mother and fellow slaves being hurt rushed through his head and without another thought he rushed off to the side of the mountain and jumped down. He could see the leader standing In the middle of everything as he came crashing down, aiming to slam him underneath his foot which had extended In the heat of the moment.
In a split second he crushed the leader, leaving his body parts to splatter around the entire area. He continued, blinded by rage, killing all of the village dwellers who were standing around. They tried to stab him with their swords and other weapons but his rubber like body countered that easily. At the end of It all bodies lay around him In pools of blood. The slaves were frightened at this sudden change In him, thinking that he was going to kill them next and began to slander him.
They turned on him completely his mother had died before he could reach the bottom however, leaving him alone and out numbered. He wanted to kill them all but he wasn't going to do that. His mother's death had a big enough Impact on him. He walked away from It all, heading towards the shores of the Island. Lost and alone once again what was he to do? Fate would surely provide for him this time around.
Long Story Short. He had spotted a large wooden structure off on the shore of the beach with men getting back Into It. They reluctantly allowed him to get on the ship, revealing themselves as pirates. Him not even knowing what that was became their little servant for the duration of the ride to Loguetown where Cog would soon end up living.
He had gotten a job there working In pub. He was pretty much the bouncer and made a name for himself by busting up most pirates who started to mess around. He also caused property damage and one time even sunk a ship. Eventually he was fired for bringing too many pirates back to fight him for hurting their crews, or damaging their vessels. He went off to train with his abilities which were feared In Loguetown and nowadays he has them down packed enough to not make himself go flying or putting too much strength Into an attack.
Over the next four years he trained and made up his mind to become a pirate. For now however, he's pretty much a loner known to make trouble with a bounty on his head.
Extra Information
Extra Clothing: N/A
Extra Weapons: N/A
Relationships: N/A
Rp Sample: (Rp from another game I play)Nick shook his head."No. It's fine. She's probably busy."He said as he walked away from her front door and got back In the car with Alice. He was going to get Emi to help them for what Nick was about to do. He was driving out of the Reikoku District and Into Inner City Tokyo where his apartment was located.
The area became lighter and lighter until they were completely out of that god forsaken war zone. Nick's apartment was a skyscraper luxury to be honest and when he had gotten out of the car he threw his keys to one of the workers who would drive It Into the garage. Nick would open up Alice's door and gesture her to walk Inside.
When they got Into the lobby It looked like a home Itself. So nice that you could probably live down there. He nodded to the female receptionist who smiled at him and asked for him to call her on her break. He really wasn't going to go through with that right now as they got onto elevator and headed up to the top floor penthouse.
"Welcome to your new home."
He said as he opened up the door revealing a laid out living room with a birds eye view of the entire city of Tokyo. He wasted no time walking Into his bedroom, taking off his clothes and walking back out Into the living room.
"Kitchen Is right over there, bathroom Is over there, bedrooms are over there. Alot of other stuff, but we'll cross the bridge when we get to It."
He said as he pressed on a wall and watched as It slipped open. He took out his swat like armor which looked weighed down, but was surprisingly light. It had a gas mask hooked onto It's side along with some pouches which other tools were held. He would throw Alice the female version of what he had which was quite leathery, and flexible.
"You ready to get revenge?"
He said, taking an assault rifle off the wall and handed It to her.
Devil Fruit
Gomu Gomu no Mi (Rubber Rubber Fruit)
- Turns the user into a "Rubber Human," allowing them to stretch and distort their rubber body as they like and granting immunity to lightning and standard blunt force attacks.
Name: Cog Lenjo
Nickname/Alias: Kid/Slim Jim/Son of a Wench/Wild Cry
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 114
Affiliation: Grumple Drum Pirates
Rank: A
Personal Information
Vessel: The Nickel Watson
Hometown: N/A
Physical Description:White hair with a light blueish tint, scars on his back, red slave brand marks on his cheek, lean build, and blue Icy eyes.
Clothing: Tribal sash, ripped shirt, black ripped jeans, white sandals with red stripes, red headband.
Picture:
Personality Normally, Cog Is a rough and tough kid who will cause trouble whenever the opportunity arises. He rarely chills out and Is always on the move, looking for adventure, fights, treasure, and all that good old fashion pirate stuff. He doesn't really attack Innocents or mess with them. Whenever It comes to criminal activity he will target people who are more wealthy and better off than others.
He can, however, become surprisingly serious when someone close to him Is In danger. He won't protect those who are weak though and refuses to forgive those who have crossed him. He does have a sense of honor and won't fight those who are weaker or are already Injured.
Likes: A various amounts of food which includes meat, soup, bread, etc. Fighting, adventuring, sailing, causing trouble, and winning.
Dislikes: Vegetables, cowards, marines, downers, emos, and waiting.
History
Sadly for Cog, he was born right Into the middle of conflict from day one. His parents were pirates fighting the opposing marine force In a heated battle of wills and cannons. His mother had went Into labor and was brought Into the Captain's Quarters to have the baby delivered. The sounds of cannon fire slamming against the ship made the situation even worse but motivated her to get the baby out faster. Outside his father was on the wheel, narrowly dodging cannon fire and commanding the men to fire on specific spots. They had landed good blows for sure and would have won If It wasn't for the obviously greater marine numbers who were beginning to overwhelm them.
Cowards Is what his father's crew became and soon they started aborting the vessel, leaving the ship even more open to attack. The middle-aged captain rushed Into his quarters where his wife was holding the newborn Cog In her arms. The beautiful moment lasted shortly before she began to go Into cardiac arrest, eventually dying with her bloody crying son In her dead lifeless arms. The Captain took his son Into his arms, wrapped him In cloth, and went back out to the deck where the ship was now on It's last leg. He would die with his vessel and wife but his son would have to live on.
Now knowing that his death was at hand he tucked his son Into an escape boat, lowered It Into the water and watched as the baby boy was drifted off Into the sea. The ship shortly after took It's final blows and flopped over on It's side as It sunk, giving a small wave to push the baby Cog Into the direction of a nearby Island.
Cog cried himself to sleep the whole way and eventually washed up on the shore of the Island's beach. Unbeknownst to anyone who had taken part In the sea battle, the nearby Island was Inhabited by a group of long lost pirates. When one of them saw the young Cog he thought of sacrificing him to the animals of their Island's jungle to keep them at peace. However he made an exception this time seeing as the dead bodies that were washing up on their shores was more than enough sacrifices.
The man who had found Cog took him back to the village which was In the Inner jungle and gave him to the head of the group. He looked him over, looked into his eyes as they did with most of the Infants and deemed him as too weak to become even a slave for the people, let alone a member. The baby Cog was thrown Into a river that ran throughout the jungle. They expected the vicious fish, or crushing current to kill the boy. Sitting by the river was a woman from the village who couldn't have any children herself and was made a slave. She was washing the clothes of her masters when she had saw the crying baby floating down the river. She grabbed him up with a frown on her face, wondering just how people could be so cruel.
She took him back to where the rest of the slaves were kept, high ontop of the mountain of the jungle where animals ran about as gods. The slave population accepted this boy In and the woman became his mother, naming him Cog Lenjo.
Years would pass and Cog would grow up In the poverty of the slaves. They were his family and they stayed close together, knowing that they could only trust each other. Cog was made a slave at the age of 7 and was put to work as a house slave for the more wealthy village dwellers. He was whipped, kicked, and punched on every possible part of his body like an animal for either walking wrong, looking at someone funny, or simply for no reason sometimes. He gained scars from these beatings and memories that would stick to him for the rest of his life. He could bear It for his mother however. He knew that he had to be strong for her.
It seemed that he would never escape this hell and he had thought of killing himself many times before. The day that changed all of this was around when he was ten. He was hauling weapons through the village to his master's house when he had saw a small slave girl about his age being roughed up by some of the village men. He went over to break It up but was pushed out of the conflict. When they hit the girl across the face, that's what really set Cog off. He went back over to the weapon pile and picked out a sword before walking back over to one of the attackers and slashing his face In multiple times with the blade.
Soon enough the man was laying In a pool of blood, lifeless. The other men stood shocked, frozen. Cog grabbed the girls hand, dropping the weapon, and began to run away but was stopped In his tracks, knocked out, and taken away. A slave, let alone a child had never killed before and the punishment would be met by death. The leader who had not noticed this was the same child he had tried to kill before so many years ago, ordered the child to climb to the top of the highest mountain on the Island where a special chest would be found and bring It back to the leader.
If Cog failed this task half of the slave population would be murdered, including his mother. He was ten years old but he had the heart of a lion when It came to protecting his mother. She gave him a bear pelt which was said to protect against the predators of the Island. He would walk to the base of the mountain where the slave camp was sitting and would began to climb, whilst being whipped for a short time until he had gotten higher. He had stopped to rest a couple of times as he scaled the mountain and the temperature began to drop as night had begun to fall upon the island.
He had made It onto a carved out road where snow laid. The pelt which was wrapped around him kept him warm and he was able to keep on with his quest, despite the freezing temperatures that now began to befall him. Right around a turn he could hear a loud roar. A large paw came slamming down In front of him as he looked to see what It was. A giant bear stood before him, up on his two back feet. Cog was ready to dash right about now but the bear slowly came down onto all fours, walked up to the boy, and licked him across the face. It seemed the pelt wasn't a myth after all.
Soon It had became his best friend, allowing him to climb on It's back and steered away any other animal that tried to harm him. Animals were following behind them as they neared the top of the snow caped mountain. And there It was. The chest that he was sent to find. He walked towards It, eyes gleeming. When he flipped It open he was greeted by a fruit looking object which looked good enough to eat. He had forgotten all about the task at hand and only heard his growling stomach as he ate the fruit whole.
It tasted bitter to him but filled him up nonetheless. Not even a few moments after his meal he heard screams from below the mountain. Images of his mother and fellow slaves being hurt rushed through his head and without another thought he rushed off to the side of the mountain and jumped down. He could see the leader standing In the middle of everything as he came crashing down, aiming to slam him underneath his foot which had extended In the heat of the moment.
In a split second he crushed the leader, leaving his body parts to splatter around the entire area. He continued, blinded by rage, killing all of the village dwellers who were standing around. They tried to stab him with their swords and other weapons but his rubber like body countered that easily. At the end of It all bodies lay around him In pools of blood. The slaves were frightened at this sudden change In him, thinking that he was going to kill them next and began to slander him.
They turned on him completely his mother had died before he could reach the bottom however, leaving him alone and out numbered. He wanted to kill them all but he wasn't going to do that. His mother's death had a big enough Impact on him. He walked away from It all, heading towards the shores of the Island. Lost and alone once again what was he to do? Fate would surely provide for him this time around.
Long Story Short. He had spotted a large wooden structure off on the shore of the beach with men getting back Into It. They reluctantly allowed him to get on the ship, revealing themselves as pirates. Him not even knowing what that was became their little servant for the duration of the ride to Loguetown where Cog would soon end up living.
He had gotten a job there working In pub. He was pretty much the bouncer and made a name for himself by busting up most pirates who started to mess around. He also caused property damage and one time even sunk a ship. Eventually he was fired for bringing too many pirates back to fight him for hurting their crews, or damaging their vessels. He went off to train with his abilities which were feared In Loguetown and nowadays he has them down packed enough to not make himself go flying or putting too much strength Into an attack.
Over the next four years he trained and made up his mind to become a pirate. For now however, he's pretty much a loner known to make trouble with a bounty on his head.
Extra Information
Extra Clothing: N/A
Extra Weapons: N/A
Relationships: N/A
Rp Sample: (Rp from another game I play)Nick shook his head."No. It's fine. She's probably busy."He said as he walked away from her front door and got back In the car with Alice. He was going to get Emi to help them for what Nick was about to do. He was driving out of the Reikoku District and Into Inner City Tokyo where his apartment was located.
The area became lighter and lighter until they were completely out of that god forsaken war zone. Nick's apartment was a skyscraper luxury to be honest and when he had gotten out of the car he threw his keys to one of the workers who would drive It Into the garage. Nick would open up Alice's door and gesture her to walk Inside.
When they got Into the lobby It looked like a home Itself. So nice that you could probably live down there. He nodded to the female receptionist who smiled at him and asked for him to call her on her break. He really wasn't going to go through with that right now as they got onto elevator and headed up to the top floor penthouse.
"Welcome to your new home."
He said as he opened up the door revealing a laid out living room with a birds eye view of the entire city of Tokyo. He wasted no time walking Into his bedroom, taking off his clothes and walking back out Into the living room.
"Kitchen Is right over there, bathroom Is over there, bedrooms are over there. Alot of other stuff, but we'll cross the bridge when we get to It."
He said as he pressed on a wall and watched as It slipped open. He took out his swat like armor which looked weighed down, but was surprisingly light. It had a gas mask hooked onto It's side along with some pouches which other tools were held. He would throw Alice the female version of what he had which was quite leathery, and flexible.
"You ready to get revenge?"
He said, taking an assault rifle off the wall and handed It to her.
Devil Fruit
Gomu Gomu no Mi (Rubber Rubber Fruit)
- Turns the user into a "Rubber Human," allowing them to stretch and distort their rubber body as they like and granting immunity to lightning and standard blunt force attacks.
