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PLAYER INFO
Player: Liam, alienchrist
Contact: serial nostalgia (AIM)
Characters played: n/a
CHARACTER INFO
Name: Cho Hakkai
Series/ Canon Point: Gensomaden Saiyuki (manga), end of Reload
Reference: http://saiyuki.wikia.com/wiki/Cho_Hakkai
Age: 23
Personality: Levelheaded, intelligent and cheerful, Hakkai is the peacemaker of his group of friends. He easily switches hats between trusted friend, teacher and makeshift mother figure. He thrives on taking care of people and making things run smoothly, but sometimes it's unclear if it's out of altruism or out of sheer bitchy perfectionism. That being said, much of Hakkai's gentleness is genuine. He gets along well with children, and demonstrates a great deal of conscience and empathy. In general, he is rational and thoughtful, guided far more by logic and comprehension than by gut instinct or emotion. His unshakable sense of mild-mannered cheer sometimes gives a sense of floating detachment from the emotional reality of various situations, as if he's not all there. Because of that, he's not a person who's easily riled up.
Though definitely the calm, mannerly one out of his group, he's also, in many ways, the most ruthless. Behind his mask of cheer is someone who'll go that extra length for a grim, inappropriate punchline or a passive-aggressive joke that thoroughly highlights someone else's faults. Just because Hakkai's smiling doesn't mean he's necessarily thinking nice thoughts. In fact, it's often pretty difficult to understand what Hakkai is thinking. He'll take you to task for not taking out the garbage, cut you down to size for your attitude problem, and then beat you at cards all with that near-same, placidly smiling expression. Because of this, he's the one his friends fear most, even though he's not the leader and not the most physically dangerous. Hakkai rarely ever loses this veneer, and when finally does snap and completely lose his temper, great destruction is always to follow.
Though Hakkai is not arrogant about being well-educated, he does act as a bit of a know-it-all. He frequently draws on obscure knowledge to inform situations in his day-to-day adventures, and continues to read and improve himself - a great deal of his skills are self-taught, speaking highly of both his intelligence, drive and discipline.
Hakkai is very well-mannered, and uses this as a tool of his wit and a way to mask himself from the world. He is almost obnoxiously polite, particularly to people who rub him the wrong way (and sometimes just to rub others the wrong way). He gives off an aura of being very well-bred, but his values are apparently quite skewed: he was passionately in love with his own twin sister and while he is clearly aware of the taboo and is unapologetic about it, though aware others are within their rights to judge him for it. It's one of Hakkai's many mysterious contradictions.
Hakkai's seemingly affable and likable personality and his drive to care for others are the only way he can gloss over his deep self-loathing and live on day-to-day. Hakkai sees his life as penance, and any suffering that comes his way deserved. While he's started anew, it's important to keep in mind that within him are the aspects of someone who once committed mass murder for his lover, and was transformed into a youkai because of it. It may never be shown in any outward, noticeable way, but Hakkai has not forgotten. His friends are his whole world. He will not tolerate what's precious to him being taken away.
Special Abilities: Hakkai fights with his chi, he concentrates and gathers it to fire chi spheres or form barriers. Typically he uses his chi blasts in conjunction with quick martial arts movements, usually referred to as qigong, though traditionally qigong channels chi as a form of meditation and exercise, not aggression. On the very-rare occasions Hakkai is backed into a corner and must protect the lives of others, he will remove the three silver ear cuffs on his ear - called 'limiters' because they limit his youkai energy. He transforms into youkai form and fights with his sharp claws, as well as calling the vines from his body to restrain them while he chi-blasts them. These vines are also electricity conductive. In youkai form, his chi attacks are visibly far more powerful, but Hakkai disdains this form, both for the risk involved (he could go mad due to the Minus Wave), and ostensibly, his own dislike of youkai.
Hakkai's chi-manipulation has another good benefit: he can use it to accelerate a body's healing process. In essence, he can channel his chi not only aggressively, but to heal others, though it is at the expense of his own vitality. If he is weakened, injured or ill, it is very unsafe for his health to heal others - and depending on the seriousness of his state, he may even be unable. Since his ability only speeds the natural healing process, he is not able to tend illnesses.
In spite of looking human, because he is youkai, Hakkai is not only physically stronger, but a lot more durable and can function with pain and injuries that would kill or send most humans into shock. Most notably, he dragged himself away from the fight with Chin Yisou for quite some time before collapsing, and was also able to gauge his own eye out.
Either through his own discipline or because he is youkai, he is almost impossible to drink under the table.
On the less physical side of things, Hakkai is intelligent and educated, having spent a childhood immersed in books and receiving a scholarship at a young age. He studied physics and religion, graduating with qualifications to be a teacher. Not only that, but he reads for pleasure and even learns things in his spare time - suspecting they would find themselves imprisoned on occasion, he took a correspondence lock-picking course and carries the proper tools. His forward-thinking ways as well as his quick wit and powers of observance have a way of saving the day.
Hakkai is also good with animals, having tamed a small dragon (Jeep). He knows how to drive, though recklessly and at high speeds - even in combat situations, as the Sanzo Party are frequently being pursued by large group of murderous youkai. He's also in charge of reading the map and plotting out their course, suggesting a good navigational sense as well as being good with spacial visualization.
Emotionally, Hakkai is basically the mother of Sanzo Party, and harbors the strengths and abilities one might expect from the role. He keeps a cheerful, calm demeanor time and again in the worst situations, and is able to diffuse the sometimes explosive animosity between the friends, as well as push the group to do their chores or get moving. He never really seems fed up with the squabbling between Gojyo and Goku, and that suggests that a lot of annoyances just don't penetrate him.
Hakkai is also a good housekeeper, and enjoys cooking and cleaning. It's safe to say he has high skills regarding those things - basically all domestic tasks are in Hakkai's arena. He's very methodical and organized. He's also very good at cards, beating Gojyo, a card shark, and also good at mahjong.
Special Limitations: n/a
Carry-On Items: Carrying a lock-picking kit hidden on his person. Due to the nature of already being on a road trip in his canon, carrying a small bag with the basics: toiletries, scissors (he's the group barber), a small sewing kit to patch things up (he's the group... mother), a change of clothes and a book to read.
First Person/Post Sample: Hakkai only barely escaped the rain. He was exploring the empty village with some measured interest, taking stock of the supplies and the utter lack evidence of whomever provided them. He seemed to be the only person who had been there in quite some time, yet the food supplies were fresh and up to date. He had just slung a rucksack full of supplies over one shoulder when that first fat raindrop splattered on his nose. Thunder grumbled a warning in the distance like a surly old man, but it wasn't that so much as the sudden, humid feeling that concerned Hakkai.
As he slipped in the doorway of an abandoned (or perhaps never-inhabited) cottage, the rain began to fall profoundly. Hakkai sighed and clucked his tongue to no one in particular, and set the food down on the table. He glanced at the three empty chairs. Shouldn't someone be here, loudly whining of hunger? Where was the smell of cigarettes? How could he have grown to miss the loudness, the poor-tempered bickering in the space of only a day? The room just seemed so large and empty with no one in it.
"No point in wasting all this time," Hakkai said to himself, and it really didn't matter that no one could hear him because no one really listened anyway. He picked up the broom that leaned in one corner, holding it like a king's scepter as he surveyed the tiny house. Then he went to work.
He never much liked cleaning, growing up. That was Kanan's doing. She praised his talented tidying so much he never wanted to stop. Some things about Kanan's memory ached, but this was a way to show affection, to show gratefulness. It almost felt like a sacrilege to do it out of boredom and the whisper of concern that was cold at the very bottom of his stomach.
It didn't take much at all to sweep out the place, though he had to take two small breaks. The first was to remove a small lizard, the second a large spider. Both received heartfelt apologies for being sent out into the rain. When he finished, Hakkai only allowed himself enough pause to wipe the sweat from his brow (it was still pouring buckets, and the air felt outright liquid). After a quick search he found a rag suitable for dusting, though he frowned at the lack of any bottled soaps or polishes. Still, it wasn't long before every surface in that cottage was gleaming.
He realized rather belatedly he was hungry. How was he supposed to know without a certain monkey constantly reminding him? Soup was easy enough to make, even on an ancient stove like this one, and soon there was a stew bubbling away, casting fragrant steam.
He set three extra places, but thought better of actually serving up. Unappreciative types would likely complain about cold stew. Hakkai sat down to his meal, but though he knew exactly how well cooked it was and what sort of seasoning went in, it all tasted bland in his mouth. His gaze fell over the empty chairs, and then the front door. Any moment now there should be a parade of cursing and complaining young men, stomping muddy boots all over his freshly scrubbed floor. Any moment now.
Hakkai ate another bite, but it just didn't taste good. "How ironic," he murmured. After all, he had spent so many childhood years wishing everyone would just leave him alone. He was spoiled on the concept of solitude as a gift. An empty house was now the loneliest thing in the world.
First Person/Post Sample: [Hakkai sits in front of the camera with his hands primly folded. He smiles so big his eyes can't be seen: a sight that usually accompanies a lecture, and should perhaps fill you with fear.] I've been composing a list of concerns about my fellow travelers. I think it would be best if we started laying down some ground rules. First on the list: no feet on the furniture. It's unsanitary, not to mention rude, ha ha. Second on the list: no smoking inside the RVs. We're being televised and must set a good example for the children of the world, and if I find another empty can of spam being used as an ash tray, I will break the arm of whomever is responsible, Gojyo.
Speaking of that, I'd like to register a formal complaint about our lack of culinary options. The foods provided are hardly nutritionally sound and...
[It goes on like this. For at least a half hour. And Hakkai doesn't say a word about himself, not really.]
Player: Liam, alienchrist
Contact: serial nostalgia (AIM)
Characters played: n/a
CHARACTER INFO
Name: Cho Hakkai
Series/ Canon Point: Gensomaden Saiyuki (manga), end of Reload
Reference: http://saiyuki.wikia.com/wiki/Cho_Hakkai
Age: 23
Personality: Levelheaded, intelligent and cheerful, Hakkai is the peacemaker of his group of friends. He easily switches hats between trusted friend, teacher and makeshift mother figure. He thrives on taking care of people and making things run smoothly, but sometimes it's unclear if it's out of altruism or out of sheer bitchy perfectionism. That being said, much of Hakkai's gentleness is genuine. He gets along well with children, and demonstrates a great deal of conscience and empathy. In general, he is rational and thoughtful, guided far more by logic and comprehension than by gut instinct or emotion. His unshakable sense of mild-mannered cheer sometimes gives a sense of floating detachment from the emotional reality of various situations, as if he's not all there. Because of that, he's not a person who's easily riled up.
Though definitely the calm, mannerly one out of his group, he's also, in many ways, the most ruthless. Behind his mask of cheer is someone who'll go that extra length for a grim, inappropriate punchline or a passive-aggressive joke that thoroughly highlights someone else's faults. Just because Hakkai's smiling doesn't mean he's necessarily thinking nice thoughts. In fact, it's often pretty difficult to understand what Hakkai is thinking. He'll take you to task for not taking out the garbage, cut you down to size for your attitude problem, and then beat you at cards all with that near-same, placidly smiling expression. Because of this, he's the one his friends fear most, even though he's not the leader and not the most physically dangerous. Hakkai rarely ever loses this veneer, and when finally does snap and completely lose his temper, great destruction is always to follow.
Though Hakkai is not arrogant about being well-educated, he does act as a bit of a know-it-all. He frequently draws on obscure knowledge to inform situations in his day-to-day adventures, and continues to read and improve himself - a great deal of his skills are self-taught, speaking highly of both his intelligence, drive and discipline.
Hakkai is very well-mannered, and uses this as a tool of his wit and a way to mask himself from the world. He is almost obnoxiously polite, particularly to people who rub him the wrong way (and sometimes just to rub others the wrong way). He gives off an aura of being very well-bred, but his values are apparently quite skewed: he was passionately in love with his own twin sister and while he is clearly aware of the taboo and is unapologetic about it, though aware others are within their rights to judge him for it. It's one of Hakkai's many mysterious contradictions.
Hakkai's seemingly affable and likable personality and his drive to care for others are the only way he can gloss over his deep self-loathing and live on day-to-day. Hakkai sees his life as penance, and any suffering that comes his way deserved. While he's started anew, it's important to keep in mind that within him are the aspects of someone who once committed mass murder for his lover, and was transformed into a youkai because of it. It may never be shown in any outward, noticeable way, but Hakkai has not forgotten. His friends are his whole world. He will not tolerate what's precious to him being taken away.
Special Abilities: Hakkai fights with his chi, he concentrates and gathers it to fire chi spheres or form barriers. Typically he uses his chi blasts in conjunction with quick martial arts movements, usually referred to as qigong, though traditionally qigong channels chi as a form of meditation and exercise, not aggression. On the very-rare occasions Hakkai is backed into a corner and must protect the lives of others, he will remove the three silver ear cuffs on his ear - called 'limiters' because they limit his youkai energy. He transforms into youkai form and fights with his sharp claws, as well as calling the vines from his body to restrain them while he chi-blasts them. These vines are also electricity conductive. In youkai form, his chi attacks are visibly far more powerful, but Hakkai disdains this form, both for the risk involved (he could go mad due to the Minus Wave), and ostensibly, his own dislike of youkai.
Hakkai's chi-manipulation has another good benefit: he can use it to accelerate a body's healing process. In essence, he can channel his chi not only aggressively, but to heal others, though it is at the expense of his own vitality. If he is weakened, injured or ill, it is very unsafe for his health to heal others - and depending on the seriousness of his state, he may even be unable. Since his ability only speeds the natural healing process, he is not able to tend illnesses.
In spite of looking human, because he is youkai, Hakkai is not only physically stronger, but a lot more durable and can function with pain and injuries that would kill or send most humans into shock. Most notably, he dragged himself away from the fight with Chin Yisou for quite some time before collapsing, and was also able to gauge his own eye out.
Either through his own discipline or because he is youkai, he is almost impossible to drink under the table.
On the less physical side of things, Hakkai is intelligent and educated, having spent a childhood immersed in books and receiving a scholarship at a young age. He studied physics and religion, graduating with qualifications to be a teacher. Not only that, but he reads for pleasure and even learns things in his spare time - suspecting they would find themselves imprisoned on occasion, he took a correspondence lock-picking course and carries the proper tools. His forward-thinking ways as well as his quick wit and powers of observance have a way of saving the day.
Hakkai is also good with animals, having tamed a small dragon (Jeep). He knows how to drive, though recklessly and at high speeds - even in combat situations, as the Sanzo Party are frequently being pursued by large group of murderous youkai. He's also in charge of reading the map and plotting out their course, suggesting a good navigational sense as well as being good with spacial visualization.
Emotionally, Hakkai is basically the mother of Sanzo Party, and harbors the strengths and abilities one might expect from the role. He keeps a cheerful, calm demeanor time and again in the worst situations, and is able to diffuse the sometimes explosive animosity between the friends, as well as push the group to do their chores or get moving. He never really seems fed up with the squabbling between Gojyo and Goku, and that suggests that a lot of annoyances just don't penetrate him.
Hakkai is also a good housekeeper, and enjoys cooking and cleaning. It's safe to say he has high skills regarding those things - basically all domestic tasks are in Hakkai's arena. He's very methodical and organized. He's also very good at cards, beating Gojyo, a card shark, and also good at mahjong.
Special Limitations: n/a
Carry-On Items: Carrying a lock-picking kit hidden on his person. Due to the nature of already being on a road trip in his canon, carrying a small bag with the basics: toiletries, scissors (he's the group barber), a small sewing kit to patch things up (he's the group... mother), a change of clothes and a book to read.
First Person/Post Sample: Hakkai only barely escaped the rain. He was exploring the empty village with some measured interest, taking stock of the supplies and the utter lack evidence of whomever provided them. He seemed to be the only person who had been there in quite some time, yet the food supplies were fresh and up to date. He had just slung a rucksack full of supplies over one shoulder when that first fat raindrop splattered on his nose. Thunder grumbled a warning in the distance like a surly old man, but it wasn't that so much as the sudden, humid feeling that concerned Hakkai.
As he slipped in the doorway of an abandoned (or perhaps never-inhabited) cottage, the rain began to fall profoundly. Hakkai sighed and clucked his tongue to no one in particular, and set the food down on the table. He glanced at the three empty chairs. Shouldn't someone be here, loudly whining of hunger? Where was the smell of cigarettes? How could he have grown to miss the loudness, the poor-tempered bickering in the space of only a day? The room just seemed so large and empty with no one in it.
"No point in wasting all this time," Hakkai said to himself, and it really didn't matter that no one could hear him because no one really listened anyway. He picked up the broom that leaned in one corner, holding it like a king's scepter as he surveyed the tiny house. Then he went to work.
He never much liked cleaning, growing up. That was Kanan's doing. She praised his talented tidying so much he never wanted to stop. Some things about Kanan's memory ached, but this was a way to show affection, to show gratefulness. It almost felt like a sacrilege to do it out of boredom and the whisper of concern that was cold at the very bottom of his stomach.
It didn't take much at all to sweep out the place, though he had to take two small breaks. The first was to remove a small lizard, the second a large spider. Both received heartfelt apologies for being sent out into the rain. When he finished, Hakkai only allowed himself enough pause to wipe the sweat from his brow (it was still pouring buckets, and the air felt outright liquid). After a quick search he found a rag suitable for dusting, though he frowned at the lack of any bottled soaps or polishes. Still, it wasn't long before every surface in that cottage was gleaming.
He realized rather belatedly he was hungry. How was he supposed to know without a certain monkey constantly reminding him? Soup was easy enough to make, even on an ancient stove like this one, and soon there was a stew bubbling away, casting fragrant steam.
He set three extra places, but thought better of actually serving up. Unappreciative types would likely complain about cold stew. Hakkai sat down to his meal, but though he knew exactly how well cooked it was and what sort of seasoning went in, it all tasted bland in his mouth. His gaze fell over the empty chairs, and then the front door. Any moment now there should be a parade of cursing and complaining young men, stomping muddy boots all over his freshly scrubbed floor. Any moment now.
Hakkai ate another bite, but it just didn't taste good. "How ironic," he murmured. After all, he had spent so many childhood years wishing everyone would just leave him alone. He was spoiled on the concept of solitude as a gift. An empty house was now the loneliest thing in the world.
First Person/Post Sample: [Hakkai sits in front of the camera with his hands primly folded. He smiles so big his eyes can't be seen: a sight that usually accompanies a lecture, and should perhaps fill you with fear.] I've been composing a list of concerns about my fellow travelers. I think it would be best if we started laying down some ground rules. First on the list: no feet on the furniture. It's unsanitary, not to mention rude, ha ha. Second on the list: no smoking inside the RVs. We're being televised and must set a good example for the children of the world, and if I find another empty can of spam being used as an ash tray, I will break the arm of whomever is responsible, Gojyo.
Speaking of that, I'd like to register a formal complaint about our lack of culinary options. The foods provided are hardly nutritionally sound and...
[It goes on like this. For at least a half hour. And Hakkai doesn't say a word about himself, not really.]