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"Ｔo the wonderful world of 海 博英 | Hai Bojing."
Ⅰ. Ｔｈｅ ＢａｓｉｃｓXXXXX
╯Ｎame: 海 博英 [ Hai Bojing ]
╯Ｎickname(s): Hai, or Bo
╯Ａlias: 白色的狗 [ White Dog ]
╯Ｂirth Ｄate: 07.12
╯Ｖisual Ａge: Early Twenties
╯Ａge: Twenty-Nine
╯Ｇender Male
╯Ｚodiac Ｓign Goat (Sheep)
Ⅱ. ＡｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅXXXXX
╯Ｈeight: 5' 8"
╯Ｗeight: 110lds
╯Ｈair Ｃolor: Snow White
╯Ｅye Ｃolor: Bright Baby Blue
╯Ｔattoos: He has a tattoo of a track of dog paws that travel up his spine on his back.
╯Ｓcars: He has a scar that runs along his left eye, which is hidden by his hair. He also has some hidden on his back.
╯Ｐredominant Ｆeatures: His abnormally white hair and bright colored eyes. He also seems to have rather pale skin.
Ⅲ. ＰｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙXXXXX
╯Ｓexuality: Bisexual/Pansexual
╯Ａlignment ---Ａllegiance: Liang Province
╯Ｏccupation: Strategist
╯Ｓecrets: He is quite unconfident in his ability to do a good work and be considered an important asset to Huang, however, he tries to keep that to himself, despite his already anxious disposition towards his higherups.
╯Ｐersonality: Being rather short for someone of his age, he also harbors a rather inferior personality, being very unconfident in his abilities and usually very depressed over being shunned by others. Due to his abnormally natural appearance compared to those around him, he is usually shunned, some calling him the son of an evil spirit, but he tries not to let that get to him, usually. Despite this, he can be seen to be quite outgoing and ready to help, even when he might not be needed. He's very kind and helpful, and doesn't usually say mean things, or start aggressive altercations, but he does have a pretty good time standing up for himself. Well, before he gives up and lets them say what they want.
╯Ｑuirks/Ｈabits:
» He has a strange habit of biting his nails when he's overthinking or nervous.
» His ears are slightly pointed, but that because of all the times of his ears being pulled as discipline when he was younger.
» He stares constantly at his higher-ups, just because he was taught to never not give them the attention they deserve.
» He can touch his nose with his tongue.
» He has a strange habit of collecting butterflies and releasing them in his habitat/room/space. He likes collecting them and feeding them when he can.
╯Ｓkills:
» Very analytical, can easily analyze things and come up with possible outcomes.
» A good strategist. Can come up with a plan that can work.
» Can ready people with relative ease, knowing when they are troubled or they are in need of help, but just refuse to ask.
╯Ｌikes:
» His role in the Liang Province.
» Treats, like chocolate and cotton candy.
» Likes puzzle games.
» Enjoys a good book.
» Enjoys nature in general, mostly butterflies.
╯Ｄislikes:
» Violence, despite knowing it might be necessary on some occasions.
» Filthy things are very annoying to him.
» When he hurts himself.
╯Ｆears:
» He's very scared of dogs.
» He's very afraid of combat and violence.
» He's scared of the death of someone he cares about.
Ⅳ. Ｂａｔｔｌｅ ＳｔａｔｉｓｔｉｃｓXXXXX
╯Ｓtrengths:
» Quite agile and quick on his feet, despite being scared of battle. Makes it easier for him to run away.
» Very smart and analytical. Can analyze the best possible things to do.
» Is pretty good at hand-to-hand combat, but only knows the general basic to protect himself.
╯Ｗeaknesses:
» Is very intimdated by opponents.
» Is unable to work very hard under too much pressure.
» Doesn't have the confidence to get better at combat.
╯Ｅlement: Air/Wind
╯Ｗeapon(s): A butterfly sword.
╯Ｆighting Ｓtyle: Hapkido, mostly for self-defense reasons.
XXXXＳtats: 1/65
XXXXＳpeed: 10/10
XXXXＡgility: 9/10
XXXXＰhysical Ｓtrength: 5/10 (+1)
XXXXＷeapon Ｓkill: 7/10 (+1)
XXXXＳtamina: 8/10
XXXXＤefense: 10/10
XXXXＩntelligence: 9/10
XXXXＦighting Ｓtyle: 6/10
╯Ｍusou Ｔechnique 1: Butterfly Current :: With the use of his butterfly sword, which is actually two large round daggers as long as his forearms, he can swing them in quick succession, causing large condensed wind current-like slashes to be formed in the air due to their sheer speed of each slash, causing a painful slice that can cut through things, like boulders. These are as quiet as the flap of a butterfly's wings, which is where it gets its name from.
╯Ｍusou Ｔechnique 2: Butterfly's Mark :: He can create condensed amounts of air in the shape of an arrow or a mark, creating a designated area for people to go to. This is especially useful as a strategist since it can help groups navigate their way through unfamiliar territories. They can last for as long as they need to be there.
╯Ｕltimate Ｔechnique: Butterfly Effect :: This technique allows the air to surround him and burst out in a wave of condensed air, and once it clears, it comes back and condenses further to become a set of butterfly wings that he can flap around and fly with. He can then use these wings to swoop in and attack his enemies. The wings are as nearly as large as he is.
Ⅴ. ＬｉｆｅｓｔｙｌｅXXXXX
╯Ｆamily & Ｒelationships:
» Huang Zhi - Leader
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╯Ｂio: No one really knew who birthed him. He realized, now, that the people he learned to love weren't exactly people who were meant to love him. They weren't supposed to have him in the first place. He was only a nuisance to them.
And he always grew up thinking so.
When he was born, doctors didn't know where his white hair had come from. They thought it had come from his parents or someone from his lineage that died a long time ago, but no one knew anything about anyone from his past that had white hair. He was assumed to be an albino; someone who was born without any melanin, so they grew up, instead, pale, sensitive and white in coloration. No one knew where it had come from, but it was also a rare condition, so no one blamed him for it. However, it caused a lot of eyes to turn towards him as he grew up. No one didn't want to get close to him, and no one knew the meaning of his existence, but he was there. And still alive, so his parents kept him around. They forced their love on him rather than show it to him in meaningful dosages. He accepted it because he thought that was he deserved, what he needed, but he noticed that it wasn't early in his school years.
He never hung out with a lot of other kids growing up, so he grew up learning how to analyze them instead. He would see kids running to their parents with smiles on their faces, their parents happy to see them as they embrace them. When his parents came to see him, they would simply smile and hold his hands as they all walked home together. He inquired about this multiple times, but he was always told the same thing.
"We love you."
"We always will."
"You should know we love you..."
He accepted these empty truths, hoping that they would hold up, but they never did. He was sure that this would be how it would always be. But it never ended that way. Eventually, his parents were just fed up with him. He never realized how little he meant to them until the day he heard them in the kitchen speaking about abandoning him. Sending him away to a school where he can at least try to make himself useful. He pretended not to know. That everything was fine, so he accepted the offer they proposed to him, their kind faces only an image of lies to him. He couldn't look at them without feeling betrayed. It sickened him to know how little they cared about him, but he never said anything... He couldn't.
He didn't deserve to.
Going away to that school wasn't even the hardest part of their lies to him. It was having nowhere to hide and run when he was being bullied. He only had his dorm's bathroom after hours, and even then he wasn't safe. He was bullied none stop, and almost to the point where he had thought that he might as well just make it easier for him. However, he happened to join a set of them that actually enjoyed his presence, and pushed him to join the strategist class. He seemed rather interested, so he decided to take part, and he aced it. Strategic planning was his escape, became what he dreamt of and thought that if he continued to apply himself, he would make it in. He didn't disappoint them. He aced his classes at the top of his classes, and with this motivation, passed all his other classes offered to him. He was in the top percentile of his school. His teachers weren't fond of him personally, but couldn't deny the fact that he was doing a very job, so they gave him the opportunity to apply to the strategist role in the Liang Province. He applied and with some consideration, was accepted. He was sent off once again, but this time, he left with high hopes.
He had been serving them for quite a while, but he has learned his place and has grown accustomed to his role in the Province. He's still kept his earlier mentalities with him, but he has been taught how to deal with them and hide them, so he could do his job. Hopefully, however, he can overcome it and become more useful than he's ever been in his entire life.
Just to show his parents and adoptive parents that he was, indeed, worth it.
╯Ｇoals --- Ｍotives: To become a great asset and a wonderful strategist before he dies, so he could leave his mark in history.
╯Ｔheme: Lund - 破碎 (Broken)
╯Ｅxtra: He carries around a book where he doodles and writes down his thoughts. He hides it under his large sleeves.
