Name: Renton Daniel Sinclair Jr. (call him that and he will kill you)
Age: 22 years
Height: 5’10”
Weight: 167
Gender: Male
Town of Origin: Amino, Mideel / Sector 3 Slums
Appearance: Thinner frame Reno comes off as very lanky and skinny due to his two sizes too big uniform, he is actually very well built as like most Turks he is a master of Parkour. having spent most of his teenage life in the shadow of Mako reactor 3 his naturally Hazel eyes took on the blue tint normally associate with SOLDIER and the faint mako glow giving them a now Aquamarine color. His hair is naturally fire truck red (so yes carpet does match the drapes) he likes to keep it shorter with wild spikes but keeps a single rat tail at the base of his skull, no one knows why and he refuses to say. he bears a red slash tattoo under each eye, only one is actually serving a purpose as it hides a disfiguring scar under his left eye. His persona he adapted with the Turks reflects in the way he wears the uniform. As Tseng has dubbed... Casual Friday is every day for Reno. while his pants are the proper fit Reno wears a shirt and jacket at least two sizes too big for his frame making him appear much smaller than he really is. his shirt is constantly left untucked and partially unbuttoned though will never wear a dirty one unless forced to; his jacket while also kept clean is always undone and laying loose around him. on his forehead he wears a pair of flying goggles that he refuses to lose and he won’t say why he doesn’t get rid of them.
Personality: While on Duty or around people that know or will recognize him Reno is the poster boy for “Slum Rat” Cocky, full of himself, loud mouthed, foul mouthed and all around just offensive, he speaks with the standard drawl associated with the lower class of the slums and walks with an over arrogance of someone used to street fighting. his movements are normally loose and fluid though if his EMR is out he generally has it resting up against his shoulder. offensive Reno comes across as a little clueless at time and overly lazy but views his job as great fun especially when it comes to blowing stuff up. he is often perceived as a drunk and a delinquent. he is very well known around Shinra for saying “yo” after every sentence.
when he is alone or around people that do not know him he does a complete 180 on personality losing the street rat act he was forced to obtain and held onto for the Turks. He becomes very quiet, he loses the slink to his walk, loses the slum rat drawl and stops cursing and doesn’t say yo after every sentence. He actually almost never drinks unless he is with his fellow Turks below plate, the Drunk is simply an act to keep the “Slum Rat” appearance up; though he is not above drinking a fine Banora wine on occasion. if anyone dares to actually enter his apartment they will find he has a very great love of the written word and collects books from all across the world. he is also a musician and finds great enjoyment from writing his own classical violin music to play on the violin his father made him. If you look closely you can see him sitting in the very back row of some of the most popular operas and LOVELESS performances. in private he becomes the well bred boy he was born into.
Affiliation: Shinra
Rank: Turk, Lieutenant
Gil: 97,000
Limit Breaks:
Cobra strike: Air strike from a Cobra helicopter hitting up to five enemies
Pile Driver: jumps up into the air before tackling an enemy to the ground shoving them into the pavement and electrocuting them.
Rude Throw: runs up Rudes back and launches off the Turk flying at the enemy hitting them with a series of punches
Slum rat attack: utilizes what buildings are around to climb and attack any airborne enemies, if none are present he will utilize his lightening materia to attack those below.
Equipped: Modified EMR with a single Thundaga materia
Special Abilities: Parkour master, ability to fly any aircraft, Enhanced eyesight equivalent to 2nd class SOLDIER.
Bio: Reno was born to the son of a wealthy landowner and a young shop owner. While his grandfather was a very wealthy landowner in the small fishing village at the tip of of the mideel islands his father wanted to make it on his own so worked at the local factory. while they were not rich his father's passion for making violins made up for the lack made at the factory. made from the local Banora whites they had a sound unlike any other made of traditional woods and were well thoughts after by professional artist from Midgar and Junon. he sold all but one, the last one he made which he made especially for Reno. while he had no siblings Reno was very well loved by his grandparents and his cousins and could often be seen play at the local watering hole.
When Reno was 4 his mother made the fatal mistake of accepting unknown medicion from a traveling salesman from Midgar. It turned out to be a mako laced drug that had a very addictive side effect; already having an addictive personality his mother became instantly addicted to the drug and soon started to bleed the family dry of their savings to keep up the habit. By the time Reno was 6 his mother left his father broke and penniless and headed for Midgar slums where she could get her supply faster and cheaper. His parents never divorced as his father still believed she would get better and return to the woman he loved. his grandfather helped them get back on their feet but the two years had taken its toll on Reno’s father, he started to become sick and when Reno was 9 he suffered a fatal heart attack. Because of Midgar law since his parents never divorced and his mother was still alive (if you could call her living) he was to be sent to her. his grandparents fought tooth and nail but were no match against the much larger Shinra and so Reno was sent to the Midgar Slums with nothing more than a small bag of possessions and the beloved violin his father made him.
He quickly learned that in order to survive the Slums of midgar he could not be the well bred boy his father had raised. within weeks Renton disappeared behind the facade of the Slum Rat Reno.
While avoiding being whored out by this mother to support her drug habit Reno learned very quickly how to defend himself and keep from being the targets of the local gangs. not wanting to get mixed up with the gangs of Midgar he kept to stealing and pickpocketing people of wallmarket, it was through this that he gained the attention of the Turks. when he was 14 he tried to pickpocket what appeared to be a wealthy man in a black suit. He had nearly gotten out of Wallmarket with the Turks wallet when he was tackled from above by the man. Veld let the young boy go actually giving him a few hundred gil since he felt pity for him; intrigued Reno had started following the Turks around when he saw them below plate, he knew who they were and generally what they did but he never thought about joining.
It was a year later that he approached Veld about joining; he had been studying the way the Turks operated and impressed the young Director with how quick he could pick things up. Because of this Reno remained even with the Turks and Renton only appears in private or around people that don’t know him, though it is said you can hear violin music coming from Reno’s apartment late at night.
RP Sample:
“Hey Reno you wanna come down and drink with us?”
looking from the report he was currently working on Reno smiled his normal lopsided lazy smirk crossing his lips. “Nah man, i gotta get this report done for boss man yo. I don’t get it done this time he’s gonna shoot me in the ass again!” Listening to his fellow Turks laugh as they headed out for Friday night drinking binge the smirk slowly faded from his lips. now alone in the Turk office as everyone had headed home for the night his whole posture change; the slump he always sat with being more straight as he sat up proper in his chair.
Sighing softly he straightened his papers up, he actually hated messy spaces but he needed to keep up the appearance. “Someday I may actually get up the courage to at least tell Tseng..” he whispered to himself before going back to his report. He had just started his report when he heard one of the back office doors open, crap! he thought everyone had gone home already! setting his report down he scrambled to mess up his desk once more and slumped down in his chair feet kicked up on the table just in time for Tseng to pass by his desk.
the slightly older Turk stopped jacket thrown over his arm and tie already loosened regarding the young Red head watching him with his normal arrogance. “You’re still here?” Reno shrugged setting the messed up report down. “Don’t wanna get shot again yo.” He watched the young Wutai commander sigh and shake his head a small smile playing on his lips. “Just have it on my desk by 1300 on monday..go home Reno.. I don’t trust you alone in the office, I don’t know what you will blow up...or if my chair will be attached to the ceiling again...”
Reno smirked remembering that fondly. “Arlgith bossman if you insist yo.” pushing himself up he sauntered out of the room past his boss and jumped avoiding the foot aimed for his ass.” ‘someday... i’ll show him who i really am.’
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