Name: Mokujin
Race: Animated Tree
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Appearance: Mokujin is made of a fairly dark brown wood with perfectly round pieces for joints to allow for movement and has a plant growing form atop his head; a long green stem with only a couple of leaves connected. Chains hang from various parts of his body - his elbows, either side of his waist, and from his ankles. But the thing that stands out for Mokujin is his bright orange eyes, glowing brilliantly.
Personality:Being an animated tree, Mokujin doesn’t have much of his own personality and also lacks a voice, and instead, makes mysterious clicking sounds. It’s impossible to understand what he’s trying to say, as he doesn’t even have facial expression to aid your understanding. His main goal is to learn new skills to gain enough power to defeat the evil of this world, and so, most of his time is spent in battle.
Fighting Style:Mokujin does not have his own fighting style, but learns other’s over time when fighting them. Fighting styles learned will be posted in the ‘Special Skills’ section, and updated regularly. After learning a few techniques from other fighters, Mokujin randomly uses one fighting style from the ones he’s learned before a fight. After five posts, this fighting style can be changed again.
Strengths: Mokujin’s main strength is that he can learn limitless skills and techniques. Though, he a couple of physical strengths too; Mokujin has metal balls for hands so can do serious damage with a clean hit and, since he is made of wood, he can not sustain wounds that would cause bleeding and such for obvious reasons. This doesn't stop him from being wounded however, chipping his wood would be an equivalent to a cut, for example, and he can still be knocked out just like any other character.
Weaknesses: Since Mokujin’s fighting styles are randomly selected, he can never choose which style to use. This can be a problem as he may end up with a fighting style that is particularly weak against a certain character or may choose a ‘less-developed’ fighting style with less techniques learned.
Special Skills: (( None ))
History:Mokujin is realistically incapable of being alive... It's a tree. However, Mokujin is a mystical tree that is awoken by unknown powers when a great evil is sensed. Mokujin's purpose is to defeat the evil pressence that awoke it, and as soon as it has been stopped, Mokujin falls back into it's slumber once again.
Mokujin has been awoken three times in the past; the first time in an attempt to defeat Ogre, the second occassion for the release of Jinpachi, and the third awakening for the appearance of Azazel. But, Mokujin has a habit of being late, on each occassion, he hasn't been the one to defeat the evil that caused his awakening. He tends to get side-tracked gathering skills from other fighters to prepare for the battle it was brought to life to fight. He never seems to get round to it and falls back into his slumber before completing his mission.
This time though, Mokujin has been brought back to life for the fourth time. Again, he intends to gather other fighter's power before facing the evil. Though, what evil is it that he's been brought to fight? Is it Devil Jin? Or something else...?
RP Sample: Mokujin – the bizarre tree that came to life to defeat the evil of this world. But without any fighting abilities, he can’t achieve that goal. By fighting others, he learns their skills in seconds, and that was what he was here to do. What better place to fight than the Shadow Coliseum fighting club!?
Pushing open the door, the humanoid tree wandered into the club to see a gathering of people all in a circle around two in the centre, battling it out for a chance to prove themselves. The entire crowd were cheering on their favourite combatant, a lot of them with a few notes in their hands, presumably money the intended on betting on the next match. As Mokujin entered though, a few of them that noticed stopped their cheering and turned their heads to stare at the animated tree in confusion, yet amazement at the same time. It wasn’t exactly an everyday occurrence. Feeling a little uncomfortable, Mokujin just looked round at those that were watching him, it didn’t bother him too much though, it seemed to happen all the time…
“And the winner is… Axel!”The commentator and referee combo called out to the fans, his voice drowning out all others with the microphone to his lips. One of the two that were fighting stood with their arm raised, while the other was left laid out across the floor, unconscious.
“Who dares to stand against him after that show of strength?”He asked the crowd, inviting someone else to step in and challenge the current champion. And when they did, the room fell silent. Mokujin stepped into the centre, stood up straight and facing this ‘Axel’ guy. He didn’t take a battle pose but just stared at him with glowing eyes, observing. It was a few unbearably slow seconds before the commentator stuttered out a sentence of confirmation, allowing the fight to begin as another man paced round the inside of the ring, taking betting money off of the confused crowd.
Axel raised his hands, holding them up before him in clenched fists, bobbing up and down slightly and in ready position. He was, judging by his battle pose, a boxer. Mokujin, however, remained stood still. Easy battle for Axel, he thought. The boxer then lunged forward with powerful swing of his right arm and immediately followed with a left-handed uppercut. Neither of which connected; Mokujin just moved the top half of his body, firstly to the side and then leaning back to evade each strike attempt.
Mokujin then raised both of his arms to stretch out to each side, making a cross with his body before his head began to spin around a few times. All the while, Axel just took a small step back with a mind-boggled look spread across his face. He wasn’t sure what to do, totally confused as to what was going on. Suddenly, Mokujin’s metal ball substitute for a fist slammed into the side of Axel’s face. The boxer fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, while Mokujin bobbed like a boxer, taking Axel’s stance exactly. In fact, that was the same punch that Axel had thrown from the start…
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