Post by Sherlock West on Jan 3, 2012 4:04:15 GMT
The Basics
Name: Sherlock West
Age: 35-ish
Sex: M
Species: Fangire
Date Of Birth: Unknown
Nationality: British
Hometown Unknown
Occupation: Interpol
Alignment: Good
Theme Song:
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Benedict Cumberbatch
Height: 600
Weight 150
Hair color: BLK
Hair style: Black, curly towards the forehead area, open on his left side a bit.
Eye color: BLU
Skin color: C, not very tanned
Posture: He stands well. Not perfect, but good enough for a man of authority
Scars/ Tattoo’s/ Other markings:
Accessories:
Clothes: He wears fine clothing for as an Interpol agent on assignment. Black suit jackets in a thin design with low buttons, white, pink or blue button up shirt with open collar. Without a jacket, a vest with all buttons done. Black pants and dress shoes. He wears double breasted wool longcoats in the cold, with a long gray scarf in European knot style.
Anything Else?
Inner Stuff
Likes:
- Analysis
- Being left to his own devices
- A challenge
Dislikes:
- Being interrupted
- Being asked about his past
- Using his Fangire form
Strengths:
- He’s incredibly smart and analytical. He can pick up on the smallest of details, as he is always watching, always thinking.
- As a Fangire, he has pretty good bodily abilities, like agility and strength, despite his smaller frame.
- He has a decent amount of sway in Interpol, despite just being an agent. Presumably as ZO.
Weaknesses:
- He doesn’t listen to people well
- His knowledge is limited to what he sees as important, so his basic school knowledge (history, etc.) is crap.
- His Fangire form isn’t worth using, and he doesn’t feed, so he suffers from fits of weakness at times.
Goal(s):
- Find his past
Habits/ Quirks:
- Tapping his fingers together repeatedly by drawing his hands together and running them in sequence.
Relationships:
Overview:
Sherlock is a brilliant man, always the smartest in the room. Analytically, he's unmatched. In common knowledge, he doesn't care. He's introverted most of the time, always thinking, deducing. He's very loyal to those who prove their loyalty to him, cocky, condescending at times. He doesn't exactly understand relationships to people - friendships, anything - but tries when people aren't idiots when associating with him. He has a small frame, but is pretty strong, thanks to his Fangire side, and a lot of protein. He's quick, and is able to surprise people with his knowledge combined with his bodily ability.
Hero Stuff
Name: Kamen Rider ZO
Type Of Hero: Kamen Rider
Henshin Device: Z Geister
Henshin Sequence: He focuses, allowing the Geister to appear on his waist. The crystal begins to flash, the crimson light enveloping his body as he calls out “Henshin”, fading into his armor.
Forms:
- Form Name: Kamen Rider ZO
Image/ Description: ZO
Motif: Grasshopper
Color Scheme: Green, yellow, red
Transformation: See above
Fighting Style: He uses ducking and dodging, short ranged punches, knees and elbows.
Weapons: NA
Abilities: Increased strength, speed, agility, Break Dousar; fang-like extension from his mouth to shoot a spray of gas and for biting.
Finisher(s): ZO Punch/Kick; a powered punch or kick finishing attack.
Hero Stuff
Name: Shark Fangire
Type Of Hero: Fangire
Henshin Device: NA
Henshin Sequence: He wills this form unto himself.
Forms:
- Form Name: Shark Fangire
Image/ Description: Shark
Motif: Stained glass, shark
Color Scheme: Blue, black, yellow, orange
Transformation: See above
Fighting Style: He doesn’t; he never uses this form to fight, and would rather take a beating than throw a blow.
Weapons: Claws/blades
Abilities: Devour human energy with fangs, speed, blades on body, increased stats.
Finisher(s): NA
Other Equipment:
- Cellphone
- ZO Bringer (see ZO picture; his bike)
- He uses a handgun; standard sidearm
History
Sherlock’s past is unknown. He doesn’t know anything about it, only that he was apparently a police officer or detective in Europe somewhere. He can’t get a hold of the people he needs to to find out anything, for some reason. He became an Interpol agent, but still, he knows nothing, and nobody will tell him anything.
He knows things, he’s a good agent, but he doesn’t know anything about his past. One day, on assignment, he found himself wounded and weakened suddenly, somehow. He became a Fangire and accidentally killed someone to take their energy. Since that day he abandoned using that form, and took the weakness, rather than kill again.
He talked to someone in Interpol who pointed out that he looked exactly like a man who used to be part of the Metro Police in Europe; Jerome Endon. He had never heard of the man, and found a resemblance when finding a picture. He started to wonder if his lost past, and his Fangire origins had something to do with it, so he abandoned thinking of his past, since it involved the Fangire side, he was sure.
He was sent on assignment to Japan, when a superior learned of his Fangire nature. He was sympathetic and told him to seek Kiva. Sometime during the start of this trip he encountered a scientist whom he was targeted with bringing down, due to his crimes against human nature with his experiments. Sherlock opposed him and tried to bring him in, but he was beaten in the end due to his own weakness, and experimented on, subjected to a small experiment, and had the Z Geister bonded to his body’s energy. He broke free and became ZO for the first time, ending the assignment.
He was allowed by Interpol to remain ZO and continue on assignment without being monitored over what has happened to him; the act of becoming this Rider. He’s still seeking Kiva, to learn of his Fangire side, and possibly, to learn of his past, if he can.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else:
OOC Name: Ren
Name Color 8FBC8F
Number Of Stars 2
Color Of Stars Green
Sample RP:
He lay there, feeling something on his waist. Power flowed through him; a different power than that he had tasted as a Fangire. What was it? It was…good. It made him feel good. No longer weak, as a Fangire fighting his temptations, but…strong.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He felt something changing; then his body was transformed into a grasshopper-like warrior. He looked at the scientist, his back turned.
Snap. Bonds broken quickly as he leapt from the table. The scientist turned, but Sherlock was upon him, punching him hard in the chest, feeling ribs snap. His body changed back to normal in a flash, and he grabbed the man, throwing him into a table and grabbing his firearm from another table, aiming it.
“You’re under arrest,” he told the man, “It’s over.”
