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 Tseng Akera - Fighter

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Tseng


Posts : 1526
Gil : 5975
Join date : 2012-04-19
Age : 37
Location : Shinra HQ

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PostSubject: Tseng Akera - Fighter   Tseng Akera - Fighter EmptySat May 05, 2012 6:45 am

Name: Kyoya Tseng Akera

Age: 24 years

Height: 6’2”

weight: 175

Gender: Male

Town of Origin: Wutai (born in Junon)

Appearance: Standing at over six feet Tseng is among the taller of the Turks, and definitely taller than most of his own race. Described as willowy Tseng is built like a runner, a narrower frame than most men in his department he is built primarily for speed and stealth. His skin tone is a soft ivory with a slight peach tone and slightly narrow steel-toned eyes, though mostly they are considered black as they are a very dark steel. During missions his mid-shoulder length black hair is tied back in a high ponytail, but during normal office hours he allows it to fall free around his shoulders though still remains slicked back; when he is alone at home is the only time you will see that the man does in fact have bangs. He dresses in his best nearly everyday, a pressed black suit lined with Kevlar concealing a small armament of weapons. a single black dot rest dead center of his forehead, though no one knows for sure if it’s tattoo or a birthmark.. Tseng will never tell.


Personality: To those that do not know the Wutai man, Tseng can appear cold and unfeeling. he often speaks with a monotone voice while at work and shows little emotion while on a mission. For those that do know the young Turk intimately he is as far from cold and unfeeling as you can possibly get. Light hearted and warm, Tseng has a slightly warped sense of humor and is not above a good practical joke especially if it means getting him out of the office and wreaking havoc on the SOLDIER floor. He loves cartoons, specially South Kalm even though it’s the foulest cartoon on the planet. He tends to be a little on the clingy side with Sephiroth and Genesis as he cares deeply for them both, though if he clings to Angeal you know he's not feeling well.

While his job has made him wary of those around him, and not hand out his trust to every Tom, ^#@$ and Harry on the planet, if you gain his trust and his friendship he is one of most loyal friends you will have. His men and his friends always mean more to him than his job ever will, so while he is loyal to Shinra.. he is more loyal to those he cares for.

Affiliation: Shinra

Rank: Turk, Commander

Gil: 200,000

Limit Breaks

Sniper Shot - crouches down into the highest position on the battle field and snipes up to two enemies.

Double Blade - withdraws dual Full tang from back harness and strikes up to four enemies four times in quick succession (over hit possible)

Assassination: Sneaks up behind an enemy covers their mouth and slits their throat

Back blow: runs up behind an enemy silently and strikes with a hidden dagger in his glove followed by slitting their throat.

Execution: knocks the Enemy down and shoots them in the back of the head execution style.

Equipped: 1 Colt 1911, 1 remington 1911, 1 S&W .500 six shot revolver, dual blade thin Full Tang, boot knife, S&W .38 snub revolver, dagger. Moon bracer (materia changes upon need but almost never uses magic materia) EMR, and metal lined leather gloves with hidden daggers.

Special Abilities 1st class hearing (has hearing equal to a SOLDIER1st), contortionist, feels when things are off like a 6th sense. master of parkour

Bio: Born two months premature, Tseng was born to Wutai’s head Leviathan priest and a once Geisha. Born actually in a Junon hospital while his parents were on a tour of Wutai settlements across the Eastern Continent. being born two months premature he spent the first month of life inside the Junon hospital NICU center before being released back to Wutai where he spent his life studying to become the next temple priest. Around the age of four, a few teachers noticed that Tseng had a strong affinity for martial arts and great talent and offered to train him. His father, encouraged by his seemingly frail firstborns aptitude for the arts, forced him to train in every available one. Soon the training became hated by Tseng but it also became an escape as his home life was becoming worse by the day. His father a very traditional man and viewed women as second class citizens and as Kiyomi had only brought one child to term was considered useless to the Akera family. She only remained as the head wife because divorce was unspeakable in Wutai culture and she was needed to rear the heir of the temple.

When Tseng was twelve his mother gave birth to another child, his sister Miyuki, after several stillbirths and miscarriages. Miyuki quickly became Tseng world, the training he had learned to hate was now done in order to protect her from his father and any male that would dare harm her.

By the age of fourteen, Tseng had mastered nearly all the Wutai martial arts, earning him a spot as an imperial assassin for the current lord of Wutai, his name was Sairento Kage, or silent shadow and his symbol became that of a black panther. Being too young though, he was not allowed to work as an Assassin until his eighteenth birthday, when he would become a man in Wutai culture, so he returned to life as a temple priest and taking care of his beloved mother and sister.

By the age of sixteen his father forced his hand, with the arrangement of his marriage to a at the time twelve year old girl - he would never act as an imperial Assassin and would be forced into the life of head temple priest after his father. On a chance day, he saw a poster for SOLDIER and knew that was his calling. Running away from home, he had enough gil for the trip and the clothes on his back.

SOLDIER was a breeze for him, his skills he was forced to obtain through his childhood allowed him an advantage over the other cadets, he was a complete shoe in for SOLDIER until he reached the mako testing. With the simple pre injection it sent him into instant mako poisoning placing him in the long care facility of the Shinra hospital for months. It was here shortly after he awoke that Veld approached him with the prospect of becoming a Turk.

He fell into place with the Turks quickly and excelled at his job; he also worked his ass off to make sure that he impressed the higher ups. This was all he had, as he had turned his back on his home and family.

His skills as an imperial assassin allowed him to climb the ranks quickly, placing him Second in Command.

how Tseng and Seph met WIP

Rp Sample: Sitting up in bed, he absently ran a hand down his face, groaning at the fact there was bright sunlight streaming in through his window. Growling, he started to cuss and quite colorfully in Wutainese as he glared at that damn sun light. He did NOT want to get out of bed today, for once he didn’t want to go into ShinRa and have to deal with whiny executives that kept trying to squeeze his ass.

Growling again, he grabbed the edge of the blanket and pulled it back up over his head. Hearing his phone starting to vibrate across the end desk two steel toned eyes peeked out from the darkness of the blankets glaring darkly at his PHS. “I’m dead leave me alone!”

Soft chuckling alerted him to another presence in the room, “Come now, niisan, what ever happened to the devoted Commander of the Turks?” Pulling the blanket back over his head Tseng growled lowly in his throat. “He died the minute Reno took him out to get drunk...” Oh he had a hangover from hell, that was the last time he was ever letting Reno take him out drinking under the plate.

The bed dipped down and the blankets pulled away from his head revealing ice green eyes framed by silver hair. “Niisan..” there was a soft smile playing on the silver demon’s lips, he knew the boy was laughing it up right now. It had been this same silver demon that had helped him home last night. “Shut up... what are you doing here?” Sighing, Sephiroth sat back though kept the Turk in his vision, “It’s almost noon, you never sleep this late and you weren’t answering your phone or your door. Since i am the only one with a key to your apartment....”

Cursing once more Tseng pushed himself up glaring darkly at the black silk sheets like it was all their fault. “If you get out of bed i’ll take you down to your favorite coffee stand.”

“Deal...”
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