Hoshizora Tsukiyo

[Shadow Fire]

---= The Basics =---

- Name of Character:
:: Hoshizora Tsukiyo

- Character Species:
:: Wolf

- Age:
:: 17

- Character Colour:
:: Black

- Height:
:: 5'11"

- Weight/Build:
:: Athletic Build

- Alignment:
:: Dark

---= Appearance & Personality =---

- Appearance:
:: Pitch black fur and a black bushy tail, with a head of dark grey hair. His sinister yellow eyes will pierce into even the most hardened person's soul. As years passed, and fashion changed, he is now seen donning a black, spiked choker around his neck, a silver bracelet on his right arm, baggy black jeans and a black shirt, with a red flame effect pictured on it. He also carries a concealed weapon, a 45 caliber ACP Para PXT LDA Double Action Limited TX1445S pistol, complete with silencer and laser sight, though more often than not, only for show. That still doesn't mean he WON'T use it though.

- Personality:
:: Hoshizora is the sort of creature who will cast a tingling chill down anyone's spine. Very rarely does he smile, preferring to remain expressionless, as he believes it's less easy to be read. A mercenary for hire, he will not hesitate to join someone's cause, so long as they understand he does as he likes. However, he has a strict code: Keep civilian casualties to the bare minimum.

- Past:
:: Hoshizora very rarely talks about his past, believing it to be nobody's business. If however, he feels the need to, he will drop small details about his past.

- Likes:
:: When on-duty, Hoshizora likes to skulk around the darkness, deciding the best way to complete his objective. When off-duty, he likes to hang out at the beach or any other body of water, and take a swim... relaxing. That, or use his power of flight to annoy, sneaking up behind people and scaring them. He also has a fondness for the latest technologies.

- Dislikes:
:: Hoshizora dislikes being told what to do, considering his strength and intelligence compared to many of the "average weaklings". He dispises when his plans are put on hold, due to someone trying to stop him. Also, if someone innocent from his plans is harmed, he feels deep regret.

---= Abilities =---

- Abilities:
:: The power of flight isn't very obvious, but somehow, he was able to discover the lost secret of flight. As a result of increased brain activity, he has gained some slight empathic traits, enabling him to sense someone's feelings, or if they are being truthful.

- Source of Abilities:
:: Hoshizora was born with slightly higher brain activity than many others. Upon first discovering this, he began to train his mind, to try and develop it.

- Goals:
:: Hoshizora's goals as a mercenary for hire is to accomplish missions while making money to support himself. It is also rumoured that he wishes to become a special ops agent, due to his liking of technology.

- Strengths:
:: Physically fit, he has a lot of stamina. His power of flight can often allow him to sneak up on someone undetected. His empathic abilities can come in handy, especially when against someone who tries to lie through their teeth.

- Weaknesses:
:: His tail is extremely sensitive, and if handled roughly, will render him unable to stand, and cause him to plead to be released. Also, his empathic powers, while often accurate, can be fooled by someone with a powerful mind. It is also said that he hates leashes, probably due to a childhood memory. In regards to his weapon, due to improper training, and if he hasn't used it for a while, he may not be used to the recoil, so his aim will suffer slightly. He has a hidden fear of demons, and often has strange nightmares about being killed by said creatures.

---= Roleplay Example =---

- Example:
:: BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

The gunfire was deafening. The flesh of his assailant, if you could call it flesh, was torn to shreds, but it still approached. The laser sight of his pistol sought out its target, ensuring the fired bullets hit their mark. It wasn't enough to stop the demon though.

"Damn!" the wolf hissed, jumping backwards, hovering in mid-air. "I'm causing massive damage... but it's not stopping!"

Gripping his gun's handle, Hoshizora gritted his teeth, grinding them together.

"DAMN YOU!" he snarled, raising his gun again. "DIE!"

More shots were fired, one bullet slamming right into the center of the forehead of his assailant. No use. He kept approaching, the same evil smirk on his face.

"Fool... it is useless to resist us..." it said. "Your death will be slow and painful..."

Hoshizora flew back a bit, eyes widening.

"W-what are you?!" he gasped out. "How can..."

His assailant's smirk widened.

"Now..." it purred at once. "It's time for you to give us your life!"

Horrified, the wolf immediately turned tail and flew away as fast as he could. Unfortunately, his assailant caught up with him before long, large demonic claws swiping down towards his chest. A sharp pain suddenly shot through his body. Choking out strained breaths, blood began to pour from his mouth, his eyes locked on what was in the clawed hand.

"How does it feel to be heartless?" the demon snickered. "Succumb to your fate."

Blood still pouring out of his mouth, Hoshizora's eyes were frozen on his heart, clutched in the claws of the demon. All too suddenly, he went cold, a loud and shrill screaming seeming to emanate from nowhere.

"NO!" Hoshizora yelped, springing awake, gun instantly drawn, the laser sight pointing at a brick wall. "H-huh?"

Now shaken from his nightmare, the wolf clutched his head in his paws and put his gun away.

I need to get away from this place. More importantly, I need a vacation.