I. Basic Information» Name:
Miyamoto Iori» Titles:
Chronos(to other guardian beasts) » Age:
????(for now) » Gender/Sex:
Iori possesses a dual origin of Kairos - that is, the moment of opportunity for success at any given moment as well as Chronos, father time himself. » Kingdom:
Iori was originally born in the eastern villages until she was adopted by Misaiko. » Affiliation/Rank:
Eastern princess but currently rogue. She would also rather you not call her a princess.... so do keep that in mind?» True Appearance Picture:
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II. Personality Traits» Personality:
Composed so as to appear stoic, an even-tempered woman whose entire philosophy is stringently built on perseverance, Miyamoto Iori can aptly be described as an Spartan to those that know her most intimately. Highly intolerant of irrational behavior and nonsense, Iori appears outwardly as if she is bereft of empathy, that even approaching her seems like a fruitless venture with little merit. Iori is one who keeps herself guarded at all times, a veneer of composure layered around her sleeves at all times.
Showing weakness is hardly the way of the warrior; to do so is to invite shame to oneself on the battlefield. That is how her real mother taught her. No one will pay any heed to your tears or pleas for help! Grow ever stronger so that who ridicule you will soon come to fear you.... that is the summation of her mother's words and so Iori with no other choice, accepted it as if it were a universal law branded upon the universe. Thus, every action that guides her movement unequivocally centers around that, to be strongest and never allow anyone else to help her do so.
Even so, upon a further experience of spending time with her, one cannot deny the gracefulness apparent within the many layers of her pragmatic nature. Each word that guides her speech is spoken with precision and wit. In truth, Iori isn't necessarily as fierce as her demeanor may indicate. To her, she never desired to believe wholly in her mother's ideology of "Fate favoring the strong", merely following it as any loyal child to their mother would. Insecurity would never allow her to fully admit it but companionship is something she had always desired. Indeed, such a desire had always been there, gnawing at the young maiden in the back of her mind. There is a side of her that can almost be said to be similar to her adopted mother, Misaiko.
Distinct from the commonplace idea of those born from royalty - as she is not true Eastern royalty to begin with - Iori wears humility upon her sleeves. Wise beyond her years, she is often a voice of reason among her peers, often but not limited to the knowledgeable mind she possesses. Familiar with most customs of the modern world, Iori can frequently speak on a variety of subjects without missing a beat. She can surprisingly speak on politic as old as father time, religion, and other subjects that pique her interest.
Truly, she never truly knew what it meant to be an individual until she was adopted by Misaiko into the Eastern Kingdom. To learn of one's individuality through spiritual ability, locating the root of divine ability within one's soul. There was a therapeutic beauty to learning of other individuals with their own distinct mentality. In time, as she became more familiar with the soldiers and her sisters, mutual respect flourished between her and her fellow new-found companions.
There were no expectations placed upon her young shoulders, no fear of the weight of the world to crash down on her. At last, her spirit had been embraced by companionship, a serene peace of mind she never would've thought possible.
» Likes: » Dislikes:
(This is self explanatory. What does your Sugiuran dislike?)
III. Guardian Beast» Name:
(What is your Guardian Beast Origin?)» Location of Resonance Marker:
(Where is their mark located?)» Appearance:
(What do they look like? A picture will suffice.)» Personality:
(Keep in mind, this is especially important that this is well crafted because this is, effectively, another character you will be roleplaying and the dynamic the Beasts personality plays with your character is integral, don’t half-ass this.)» History:
(Guardian Beasts live as long as Sugiurans, probably longer because they aren’t as prone to getting stabbed, consequently many of these things have histories all their own. Be creative with it, craft a compelling character with it.)» Flimkien Powers:
(What are the Beasts powers when he is an autonomous creature, fighting in conjunction with your Sugiura? There is no limit on how many they may have, but do try to be reasonable.)» Matul Ispiritu Appearance:
(What form does your Beast take when he is broken down into Eidos then reforged in a metaphysical state?)» Matul Ispiritu Powers:
(What powers does your Beast possess when he is broken down into Eidos then reforged in a metaphysical state? Again there is no limit but please try to be reasonable.)
IV. Character Background» History:
Iori was born as the sole child of the Miyamoto family; as such, expectations were high from the very conception of her existence - to say nothing of the fact that she was born to a family of soldiers who served the eastern kingdom with unabated fervor.
Her mother, Kurenai Miyamoto was Misaiko's most accomplished soldier, countless battles resulting in her title as Hachiman, the divine protector of Japan.
Indeed, she was a god of war and the battlefield - it was she, not Iori, who popularized the concepts and ideas of martial arts that dominate the Eastern populace, teaching all who would lend an open mind to her discoveries. To her, as someone who had been raised to protect Misaiko with her life(as her family lineage dictated), the battlefield was her solace, an escape from the mundane. On the eve of Misaiko's first marriage, Kurenai had found herself at unease.
She was her highest ranking soldier, a loyal confidant whenever necessary... and yet, her heart could not readily accept the fact that her queen would ever live the life of a meager housewife. In a way, perhaps unbeknownst to herself, that loyalty had manifested itself into the form of true love - a thought that, to this time, had not been explored nor would she dare to do so. The thought was laughable - and yet it was that lack of giving into her feelings that would eventually rule her daughter's life in the future.
Kurenai would not attend her queen's celebration; her heart simply couldn't bear it. Even so, there was a happiness she felt in knowing that her beloved ruler still retained her pride as Empress of the East. In the following year, Kurenai would have to oblige her own family duty as she had to carry on her lineage. Her own siblings reminded her that as she faced life and death every second, clearly the most logical decision was to give birth to someone who could carry on her name as a Miyamoto.
Although initially reluctant, she acquiesced without a sliver of dispute. A unique curiosity had been eating away at her mind ever since her queen gave birth to a child. Motherhood intrigued her and so she pursued it with an open mind.
However, raising a child was far different from the battlefield. Whereas her breast were originally being pierced through with blade and spear, they were now used to breastfeed her infant daughter, Iori.
Kurenai had a husband, of course, but her overbearing personality frightened him - thus, their marriage was short-lived.
Let him be, she resolved, there was no room in her family for those unable to match her will. When Iori was a child, her mother took on the role of both parents and so to the best of her abilities, she did her best to shower her daughter with love and affection but there had always been a mutual disconnect between the two. As a child, Iori was a spoiled brat, desiring the affection and attention of others while being an unscrupulous prankster. To any other mother, such behavior was excusable as they knew all children were wont to act immature - it was a central part of their innocence.
However, Kurenai, as someone who had not been raised in the best conditions herself, scraping for her entire lot in life, such behavior was incomprehensible. She would not allow her daughter to be seen as a weakling, even if it meant a possible fracture of their familial bond. Whenever she acted out, Kurenai punished her with harsh training methods that left the young maiden exhausted, depleted of energy to the point of being unable to move her fingers.
Each training session became ever fiercer, relent all but an impossibility in her world. She admired her mother's strength yet her teachings were the height of insanity - there was no let up whatsoever. She loved her more when she made the attempt to try and be a mother, accepting her for whatever she may become in the future. Even so, perhaps if she were to accept the challenge and champion the role of a warrior worthy of her mother's prestige, affection would come soon enough, as her heart desired that more than anything else in the universe.
Rising to the challenge, even as a child, Iori embraced her mother's martial skills and, adapting to each of her moves with simplicity, honed her skill to where she could readily defend herself at a moment's notice. In return, Kurenai showered her daughter with the praise she yearned for.
The mutual disconnect was no longer there, replacing it was the mutual love of a prideful mother and her adoring daughter. Iori was the happiest in all of the Eastern Kingdom; her idol was her mother and to her, she was the strongest.
Such strength, however, was both a blessing and a curse. On the eve of Iori's descent into her teenage years, she earnestly requested to be a part of her Misaiko's army, much to her mother's chagrin, who had become far more protective of her daughter than in days past. Even though war was a rarity in the East, that hardly made the battlefield any less horrific to participate in on any scale.
Misaiko, who her mother still served under, came to a mutual agreement that no harm would come to her, that she could never participate in any battlefield until she was an adult. She was still a child, after all. In a word, Iori was outraged with her mother's decision. Her decision was unfathomable, laughable so as to be brushed off as mere nonsense. How could you bless me with the strength of a thousand men, yet disallow me the right to fight at your side?You are a child, there is no place for a woman yet to blossom into full adulthood on the battlefield, no place for a still-growing soul to participate in the hell known as war. Indeed, even as joy suffuses my heart when I raise up sword and spear for my queen, that does not abate the regret I feel for those - rebellious or innocent - I've slain. Do not disobey me.... please? What purpose do I have then!? I am the strongest among any of your host! Let me fight at your side! No. I will not even ruminate on the possibility. There is nothing else further to discuss. If such is the case, there is no way that you can possibly claim to love me...
Such was the final conversation between the two. From their opposing viewpoints, it could be said that neither was wrong nor correct in their opinion. Iori had indeed earned the right to do battle, yet Kurenai's words were not without knowledge, to say nothing of the truth. She understood that her daughter would refute her, claiming that she no longer loved her - of course, it was because her maternal development had grown to such a point that she could not bear the thought of seeing her daughter suffer any injury. At the end, perhaps such maternal emotion had weakened her; even so, if given the chance, she would gladly repeat their time spent together for eons. Kurenai honored her lordship the right to adopt her daughter into the royal family. From thereon, her own whereabouts became an enigma in Sugiura Lore. What happened to the legendary war god? Had she finally met her death? Did she abandon her daughter? Such had become the discussion among soldier and Chancellor alike...
Iori, however, came to resent her mother for disappearing without so much as a trace of her whereabouts. She felt frightened, alone even. There was no one to support her here in this castle. As someone who had always lived outside the kingdom outskirts, royalty was lost on her. She was no princess, she was a warrior! She let everyone in the castle know that, fought them even till it became a thorn in Misaiko's side.
Tomoe, the first daughter in line to receive the right of Empress of the East, challenged her to a duel, handily defeating the fiery young woman without resistance, their difference in power as far apart as heaven and earth.
"Though I will come to love you as a sister of mine - know your place among my mother's family. She granted you a gift yet you act childish, claiming to be a warrior incapable of being defeated. There is no place for selfish desires here. " Defeat hurt like hell.
Tomoe was younger than her yet defeated her as though she were but a mere grunt. As the maids rushed her off to nurse her injuries, her emotions poured out as tears fell from her eyes. She didn't even ask to be here...
She wanted her mother back; someone with whom she could relate to. Misaiko saw where her daughter Tomoe was coming from, yet considered her method of beating sense into the crimson-haired maiden to be far too cruel. Iori, as much as she hated to admit it, longed for liberation. The queen arrived at the room where she was resting, embraced the young girl, and with a soft voice, she whispered the words she longed to hear.
"Iori, you have a strength unparalleled by many in my kingdom. No one possesses the potential to grow into as fine a warrior as you do, none in all of the land. Such potential is why she did not wish for you to go to battle at her side. She longed to see you blossom into someone who could carry her lineage with pride... she took pride in you precisely because of that belief in your ability. "
Even if it never did bring Iori the closure she desired, Misaiko's words quelled the pain within her heart. From here, a bond was formed from that day onward. Whereas Iori and Tomoe's original relationship was one of friction and hostility, the firstborn and the adopted developed a timeless relationship of sisterhood, vowing to help better one another while they protected any other siblings their mother would give birth to.
V. Abilities & Equipment» Natural Abilities
(Does your Sugiuran have abilities in which they naturally gained either by their origin, or by training?)» Resonating Signal
(What special abilities does your character gain from making a contract with their Guardian beast, these abilities are not the same thing as Natural abilities, nor are they the same abilities as what the Guardian beast have.)» Matul Ispritu Gifted Abilities
(sometimes a Symbiote gains special abilities only when their Guardian beast is in Matul Ispritu; this is caused by both of your powers merging together through them.)» Sacred Weapon
(What special weapon does your Sugiuran intune themselves with? What does it look like, and what abilities can they focus into it or gain through it.)»Personal Mystic Eyes:
(When/if a Sugiuran achieves a Master skill in Mystic Eyes, they are capable of developing their own personal mystic eye with a unique power unto themselves. If you will not have a Master level mystic eye, strike this section.)» Equipment
(Does your Sugiuran have weapons or other type of equipment in which aids them in battle? Do they have any extra items that your Sugiuran keep on them?)
VI. Maxima Sindicat
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» Maxima Sindicat Appearance (What does your Sugiuran look like during Maxima Sindicat mode?)
» Maxima Sindicat Abilities/b] (What abilities does your Sugiuran gain, or approve in during this mode?)
VII. Skill Sheets
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before you try doing anything to it. After you have read it, do not fill your skills out until a staff member has graded your thread. The staff member checking your app will also give you Will Skills in which you can add to your app when approved.
Remove this message afterwards)Symbiotic Skill Sheet
- Sugiura Magic: Beginner/Adept/Advanced/Master
- Mystic Eyes: Beginner/Adept/Advanced/Master
- Martial Arts: Beginner/Adept/Advanced/Master
- Resonancy: Beginner/Adept/Advanced/Master
- Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
VIII. Roleplay Sample» Role Play Sample:(Show us what you got by posting a sample of how you role play. Any previous thread or new material is accepted!)