Herculean Iron Fist - Gouriki - FIN

Human Template

Name:
Tyson "Gouriki" Raikurai
Age:
16
Gender:
Male


Personality:
His nature can often be called as happy-go-lucky, with a bit of "bad-ass" in the middle, he likes nothing more than to show-off to those who want to see him do so and doesn't mind insults from others, only remembering them to help him in his training. He is also one to be oblivious to things around him, often seeing things happening and still asking stupid questions from start to end. However, once he gets to his serious side, this dramatically changes.

When in a fight, his face changes from the constantly smiling individual into a respectable, martial artist with incredible strength and endurance to match this demeanor. He begins to become able to utilize his skills to protect his friends and is not afraid to fight until the death. He also likes to scream to induce "kiai" which is the act of strengthening impact power by screaming and releasing more strength to his already impressive power.

He loves to see kung-fu movies, real or "magical", because he likes to learn more from them, and has on more than one occasion imitated something from those movies. He takes training seriously however, and is often seen running or doing things like balancing on a light pole, sitting on top of a car, often called crazy by his friends for doing so, although he calls this training. He also loves, many different kinds of fruit. When he fights, he takes his shirt off, as a sign that he is ready for battle.

Finally,he fights more so like a brawler, and can take and dish-out attacks with his incredibly durable frame and his great strength, usually beating opponents with these two qualities.
Appearance:
Gouriki is a martial artist, taking this into his full routine of life and training routinely to gain more strength each time he can.

He is a wild, spiky brown haired individual with a always smiling (not creepy smile just smile) face,and green eyes, with a scar to the front of his nose, his skin being tanned. Having the training of a martial artist benefits him for being a very able-bodied and muscularly framed individual, though not of the large muscle type, he is incredibly "cut". He is a tall person thanks to his frame, and has scars upon his body thanks to the constant training and the amount of battles and pain he can withstand, which he does by a strong shout or kiai (a shout to reduce the amount of pain users feel in battle or just to sound cool).

What he wears isn't lacking from this predicament. While out, he is incredibly relaxed and acts casually, with a white t-shirt on his upper-body, wearing a headband on his left or right triceps and gauze wraps on both his arms going to his biceps. His lower-body consists of sweat dark blue sweatpants, with a flaming design on each leg, with silver colors on them.he either moves around barefoot or wearing sandals because he hates wearing actual shoes, and sometimes does this in the winter.

His school uniform is a bit modified, he wears the collar open, with a cotton white, sleeveless "wife-beater". He also wears his pants with a belt, which close in on his figure, giving the impression that they are puffier than usual. He also wears the protocol shoes that are needed to be worn, and still wears the gauze wrappings on his forearms. he carries his books in a portfolio and large bag pack.
Height:
5 ft 10 in
Weight:
167 lb.

Gouriki is essentially a phenomenal martial artist with incredible skills for fighting close combat. Gouriki has the title of one of the schools strongest fighters going up against gangs and individuals with twice his size (that's big!). As one of the strongest individuals in the school, Gouriki has great strength, reflexes, and endurance and is able to take on other tough individuals, and martial artist with little or no effort (human ones). Gouriki has been training as a Karateka (Disciple of Karate), since he was very young.

Gouriki is someone who enjoys brawling, and because of fighting has gained incredible battle sense in combat. He is able to create effective moves, to fight opponents on the spot and is one to be able to think naturally at what techniques opponents use and try to utilize "tricks" to gain equal footing and maybe best them. Gouriki also has an effective ability of growing through a fight at a rapid pace.

(Many of his moves will be in short range and some moves mid-range, however none of his moves will be long-ranged).

Powers

Power Development Stage 1 Appearance:
He does not gain a specific look within the power range, though his focus is within either his fists or legs as he proves from his Karate training that he is a talented short-range expert. His aura glows with a dark red color however, and thus shows his powers at work, as his "normal aura" is clear. This dignifies the usage of his special abilities and thus connects to them. Utilization of his most base power, is his arms and legs gaining size and large veins upon them, with a red aura covering them (similar to Captain Falcons; Falcon Punch).
Power Development Stage 1 Abilities:
The power to convert his own body(meaning his strength, food intake, untapped resources, etc). Into power and convert it into an extreme force. This power is akin to that of a speeding bullet, which collects gunpowder, adds speed, and force and breaks through materials with little to no effort. However, this technique strains and hungers him the number of times he uses it,leaving his resources essentially tapped. However control of this shall increase as training and perfecting comes forward. For now, he can only convert this power into either of his legs fists, as he is ambidextrous.

Through the use of conversion, Gouriki at later levels can temporarily strengthen his power, and use it to gain a boost in a physical aspect of his body, whether its speed, strength or durability. However, this shall exhaust him with much overuse, though it shall be in better control as time moves forward. He has yet to activate or even figure out this power. when he does utilize this power a red aura envelops him.

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Background:
The martial artist started like all other kids, weak, and defenseless, happily stupid and none too strong, often being picked on and bullied because of his childish nature and very awkward nature, people thought of him as weak. His father being a stern individual and his mother worrying about his safety, wanted him to join into martial arts. He joined a Boxing Gym, and at first hated the idea, but after seeing his first "Straight Punch" as a demonstration, the rest was essentially history.

Becoming stronger as a kid, made Gouriki happy, so much so that others enjoyed sparring with him in account to feeling his happiness, winning or losing in a battle, people would often seem inspired by the boys feelings as a martial artist. As he came stronger and within a fight learned to become that much closer to protecting himself, no one bullied him in school again.

As time passed and he grew more respected, his body would become toned, he would enter into championships and make his parents happy with his constant progression and the will to become that much stronger as a person and as a martial artist, learning through these tough battles how to become stronger.

Being part of these battles had began to trigger a change within him, a change that would make him essentially stronger but in much more danger. Unknown of how this may of happened, at his fourteenth age within the first five months after this age, he began to see "pluses" or the spirits of which inhabited the world. he began to talk and help them where he was needed (he thought it would help his training, and teach him whatever the lessons were needed to be taught). However, sometime after he had been communicating with the spirits he had felt the presence of different creatures.

After his fifteenth birthday, during a street-fight which he was being outnumbered because a gang member had been harassing a woman (something he despises) he had elected to fight them all, under the circumstances of death of which he firmly agreed. The members used weapons, needless to say, this battle was one of the main reasons he has the scar on his nose. His adrenaline from the battle had heightened the hidden reserves of spiritual power that had been untapped, because he was upon the brink of death from this battle.

The release had a tremendous effect on him, being able to attack with incredible strength and power beyond his limits and move at incredibly faster speed, had allowed him to get out of this fight alive. However, he did not know what would become of him later on, as a pray to an evil force of monsters. After this fight, his nose, (of which he wanted to keep scarred) had healed, and his body had healed much faster thanks to the unlocking of hidden strength.

He decided to test his new limits and practice in much higher training methods (the crazier ones I mentioned).

Roleplay Sample:
"That was my money! Hey give it back!!!" The shuffling of hands towards the male sprinted throughout his arms, showing that he was much weaker then the individuals that overtook the boy, with a shove and a push to his body, he stopped and fell to the ground with a look of despair. "It's mine, why do you want it, get your own damn money!" A kick came from the supposed leader, as he trampled the boy prompting the others to begin to do so as he chuckled.

"Wow, this is a lot of yen, 30,000, you must of worked for a long time to gain so much? Whew, this will be buying me and my guys here dinner, shorty, and from now on you will be buying us dinner once every week, with the reply towards such a thing, a beating from us to you... do you understand?" He said with a sadistic grin, as the boy would try to run towards him with the full might of his fist, however he tripped under a subordinates foot and fell, crying more so. "No... you can't..."

The figure moved to the boy and grasped his head, laughing as he watched his face cry tears of total sadness, the boys faced featured small nicks and a bit of blood from his nose. "Just what are you going to do about it kid, nothing that's what..." The male said with a small laugh and then an erosion of laughs from his posse would come.

"Wrong..." A shift in eyes would come to a lone figure, who had been watching and waiting the entire time, looking towards the guys around the school, he had only sighed and scratched his head. "So, what's this, pick on a lone weak guy who can't fight? Man what a sorry bunch of bitches..." He said placing his hands in his pockets as he laughed.

"Gouriki-senpai?!" The beaten kid said as he watched in astonishment of the opportunity to see the legendary "fist" of the school, the one who had been fighting not only within boxing, but fights in schools, having a sort of reputation of protecting the weak, however not gaining a girlfriend, much to his disappointment was a downside, but he still hated the people who would use the weak to do their dirty work or wouldn't fight their own battles, but when it came to crowds, well it was something he couldn't stand to see.

"Huh, hey dipshit, who the duck are you?" The leader said throwing the boys head into the grass, as he began to walk forward with a large frown. The leader had prompted his subordinates to go around Gouriki and begin to get ready to beat him as well. This only made Gouriki laugh, as he scratched his head.

"Just call me something along the lines of, Asskicking Deliverer, ya know, yeah something like that..." Of course, he was arrogant and that always got him into trouble in the past however, this wasn't the past. Gouriki didn't even move in inch, he didn't look scared, nor was he afraid of them. He looked positively calm, comfortable and great; he was within his natural environment, the battlefield.

"So which one of you stupid-asses wants to come at me first, eh? I'll let all of you or some of you or even, just the leader there..." He said with his lips yawning halfway through the sentence scratching his head.

The leader had gotten out a "toy" something he loved to use in a fight, a bat, which he grasped and began to play with. "Well, all I can say is, you're going to get a worse beating than he is..." He slid the bat forward twisting his fingers along the shaft and swung it forward, as he laughed, and smash, came the bat towards the head of something... but it wasn't Gouriki, it was a subordinate.

Gouriki had been behind the male and was now bending to the fallen student on the ground brushing him off as he placed the yen within his hand, something which dumbfounded the leader as he searched his pockets.

"How the fuck did that happen?!" He said as he began rushing towards Gouriki, his subordinates following as Gouriki's eyes shifted, his body straightening slowly, as he a flash would come forward, with such reflexes and quickness, he had begun to hit the individuals, without actually being seen by them or anyone for that matter, as he was already behind them, he had begun to spin his arm. "Not even a warm-up..."

The individuals had fallen on the grassy outdoors, and had been knocked unconscious by Gouriki's incredibly fast and strong punches, however, he hadn't used even a fraction of his true strength knowing the effects of what he could cause full well. He however did break the bat which was made of wood by snapping it with his bare-hands."Yamada Uichi, you actually tried to fight back, so you earned all I did for you, just be careful next time, OK?"

He smiled, and looked to Gouriki for a second, before Gouriki looked back to the gang, and sighed beginning to pick up their bodies. "Now for the overkill..."

A few minutes later, Gouriki had hung the individuals from a wall structure, from their school uniform (consisting of a buttoned jacket with dress pants both the same color) and wrote with a marker he had asked for from someone close by. 'We suck ass...' On each one of their foreheads, as he had been done with his "job" he had patted the wall and laughed, going towards the school doors once again.

"We need to reinforce these walls, how the hell do rival schools get in so easily, either way good thing its a free period or I would have been in trouble..." He sighed and looked forward scratching his head, "Hm..." Gouriki had sensed something, a feeling of killing intent was close-by and made Gouriki look a bit on the unsure side, he scratched his head. "But where is it coming from?"

Approved, 3-2