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1 Landru Nomad on Mon Oct 17, 2016 3:52 pm

Name: Landru Nomad
Alias/Epithet: Captain Kirk
Race: Human
Tier: 2
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Mode: Hard

Occupation: Martial Artist
Affiliation: MAA~RINE
World Position:

General Appearance:

Born with naturally messy hair, the kind that seems to resist all attempts to put it into a specific style with a fury. Shaggy black hair, a few inches in length adorns his head, often standing on end and firing in odd directions. Something that doesn't look overly awful simply based on how thick it is. Following that, he sports rough facial hair around his mouth, the kind that is there more because he never shaves in comparison to him wanting some specific look.

Moving downwards, approaching towards his relatively sharp face one will instantly notice how sleek his features are. Soft features grant Landru a very sharp appearance, a thin nose, and a renounced brow assist in this. Some people have eyes that you can't help but notice, they don't even have to be a spectacular color or oddly shaped, there are just those who seem to have a piercing gaze, a sign that there is something more that they have to accomplish in this world. Landru has such eyes, brown in color yet they hold some quality that seems to drill into ones psyche, as if one had mistakenly placed a hawks eyes onto a man.

A light build yet covered in tight muscle, the kind you would expect to see from someone who was in the Marines, after all those training schedules were rough. Through his relatively low body fat, one is able to see the many muscles rippling under his oriental colored skin. Three horizontal slashes go over his chest, the result of a training exercise gone wrong in his youth, however he likes to tell the girls it's from fighting a bear.

Merely saying that Landru had a thin body wouldn't really be covering the situation completely. Sure, this is a part to it, but it doesn't give justice to the situation. Birthed with a natural swimmers body, Landru manages to fit in perfectly with the race of super humans that roam around the world. However, he falls short when placed against some of the more outlandish creatures of the world.

Height: 5′ 10½
Weight: 69kg
Crew Tattoo Placement: Tongue


A number of porcupines huddled together for warmth on a cold day in winter; but, as they began to prick one another with their quills, they were obliged to disperse. However the cold drove them together again, when just the same thing happened. At last, after many turns of huddling and dispersing, they discovered that they would be best off by remaining at a little distance from one another. In the same way the need of society drives the human porcupines together, only to be mutually repelled by the many prickly and disagreeable qualities of their nature. The moderate distance which they at last discover to be the only tolerable condition of intercourse, is the code of politeness and fine manners; and those who transgress it are roughly told—in the English phrase—to keep their distance. By this arrangement the mutual need of warmth is only very moderately satisfied; but then people do not get pricked. A man who has some heat in himself prefers to remain outside, where he will neither prick other people nor get pricked himself.

-  Arthur Schopenhauer 1851

While polite, Landru is usually distant toward his acquaintances, possibly due to the barriers he puts up within his own persona, which be it intentional or not, make it difficult for anyone to really say that he is a likable person. Landru is also blunt with everyone he meets regardless of the circumstances, being straight to the point and he hardly tolerates any circling around the subject, reflecting his own focus on his goal. An exterior that shows politeness for the sake of not causing problem, leaving little leftover while he communicates.

Landru is very nervous and paranoid at most times, a constant force constantly running through his brain. The extent of which can be most easily seen when he is upset, over reacting and assuming the worst over even the smallest thing. An easily frightened man, Landru is painfully of aware of this fault. Despite his own self-flagellation over the subject, this is a fault that he has yet to conquer. Because of this, it can be said that Landru is the kind of man who views the world as being half empty, a pessimist through and through.

Landru is quite ruthless in his methods, not allowing social norms or taboo's to get in the way of his desires. What appears to be a complete lack of empathy is more easily described as an inability to care. He's not oblivious to the opinions, thoughts and desires of others, he just holds his own desires to be of a higher importance. Despite this kindness is one of Landru's apparent strengths. Agreeable by nature, Landru isn't as prone to violence as his pairs and can even calmly tolerate bullying by others, their complete selfishness. Upon meeting someone in not particularly antagonistic circumstances, Landru will generally be polite and friendly. Because of this, it would be incorrect to say that he has a hate for humanity, he simply despises their vices, getting caught in the tangle of their messy lives and brought into somebody else's life. A love for nature, Landru holds the opinion that the world would be a lot easier if we could simply act as the animals do, not hiding behind alter motives or acting with slight of hand tactics. Ironically, if he met himself, Landru would almost certainly hate his own person.

Landru possesses a code of honor, first putting his comradery above his own interests, and is a man of his words, never crossing the authority of his own oath. Valuing the strength of his adversaries, he is not one to look down on others for their abilities, instead acting as someone who believes that everyone has some form of extra potential that is yet to be achieved. Nonetheless, Landru will twist this code whenever convenient, and isn't above lying to get an advantage.

A deep childish streak runs through his person. When getting past his brash exterior, it's entirely possible to find the Landru that lies within, the version that he himself doesn't spend an overly extended period of time with. His passion for quoting poetry and sailing are the kind of thing that he's only likely to indulge in with someone who he is comfortable with, the kind of person that he feels like he can truly be himself around. Alternatively, it also a factor when he's isolated.

Possessing a deep regret over the actions of his past, Landru seemingly doesn't care about repenting for his sins, instead seemingly having a desire to constantly travel, filling his brain with constant experiences and new ideas to keep it from dwelling on the past. Because of this idea, he's also open to the idea of engaging with people that others would otherwise call undesirables, willing to fill his life with the goal of another simply to keep himself busy. Because of this, it's relatively easy to rope him into doing odd tasks and jobs for others. That said, it's not as if he acts with purely compassionate intentions would be incorrect, it's simply saying that he's more willing to get roped into others desires than your average person.

    The Ocean - Harboring a deep passion for the sea, Landru would consider himself to be an ocean man, something that he things all people should decide. Against the idea of people not having a select identity with this, he considers this to be one of his defining traits. His obsession with the sea has bleed into his other hobby naval engineering. Through these two passions, Landru desires to see the entirety of the known world. Never wanting to remain in one place for any extended period of time, it would seem that travel and experiencing other cultures is all he seems to care for.

    Companionship - Despite how obviously awful he is in social situations and how much he would want to desire it, Landru is a social animal. Be it from a stranger or a long time comrade, he finds the presence of another to be wholly comforting. Because of this he may find himself surrounding himself with people who possess less than desirable personalities, simply because they're the only kind of people that are willing to put up with the way that he is.

    Puzzles - A broad statement that could mean a lot of things. "I like puzzles." Is one referring simply to a simple jigsaw puzzle, putting enough time into something that is possible for everyone. To be more truthful, Landru would have to say "I enjoy figuring things out." An extremely inquisitive mind, he finds himself at his best when it's not his body that is being tested, but the limitations of his own intelligence. Across all subject matters, Landru simply enjoys exercising his academic prowess, be it figuring out the quickest route between two island or trying to understand the motives of another. For him this is a joy which is capable of taking up a near limitless amount of time.

    Exercising - In contrast to his relatively minor physical prowess when placed in a direct comparison to some of the other worldly people that roam the seas, Landru does enjoy stretching his muscles and keeping himself at his peak. Considering those who squander their gifts to be a waste, he holds this same level of judgement to himself, forcing himself to make the most out of the body and life that he was given. Alternatively, exercising is also a great way of keeping his mind off of other more serious or sour topics.

    Fashion - Landru likes to look his best. He wants to wear the best clothing he can, he doesn't want anything below that because anything below that isn't good enough. This even borders on a narcissistic personality disorder. Through this, Landru has an appearance that others most likely won't find agreeable. Seeing people as little more than a flock of seagulls, he doesn't allow their opinion to get to him, instead being ultimately satisfied in his own judgement on the subject.

    Poetry - Finding beauty in the words of others. Landru enjoys the idea of using others words and ideas to help get his own message across. Because of this, it can seem that he is somewhat stuck up, seemingly going above others heads during average conversation. His writers of choice being Anne Sexton, Matsuo Bashō and Mitsuo Aida.Olives - His food of choice. Despite their oily nature, they would be all that he ate if he could get away with it. Despite this, he finds their use in cooking to be completely disgusting. A unique flavor that is strongest when taken raw by themselves.


    Women - For whatever the reason, Landru can never find himself at comfort when in the presence of a member of the fairer sex. They seem needy and confusing, inviting one in before sending them you out lower than when you first came. To say that Landru is uninterested in women would be incorrect, it would be more correct to say that he finds them as a whole to be a wholly terrifying breed.

    Creating a Scene - The attention of others in a negative light is never something that he enjoys. Coupled with his already present paranoia, the man is prone to going as far to have a panic attack. To recover from this, Landru can act rash and completely ruthless to end the situation as soon as possible, not being afraid to go to blows if the situation calls for it.Sleep - Being in a state so close to death, where your body is no longer in control of itself, where someone could be doing whatever they want mere inches from you and you would never know. It's not something that Landru exactly relishes, instead finding the whole concept to be completely annoying and in a perfect world, unnecessary.

    Arrogance - There's one type of person that just drives Landru the wrong way completely. The overly aggressive eccentrics that have no standards for proper maintaining a proper conversation in anyway. The kind of people who think of themselves so highly as to always expect to be the best, to never fail, who treat themselves without flaw. Nothing gives him more pleasure then finding these people and telling them "no."

    Criticism - He doesn't take well to criticism and has a deep-seated need to consistently improve himself over the person he was yesterday. While he doesn't have a problem with asking for assistance to improve himself, being grilled over his own failings is something that he absolutely despises, no matter the intent behind it.

    Meat - Well not completely in your face about it, Landru refrains from eating meat. Believing that the human race has evolved to the point where we no longer need to kill others to survive, instead thinking that it's time for us to move past the barbaric nature that held us back in our past.

History: Some people are born directly into a story, the son of a great royal bloodline, the girl who's family was murdered the night of her birth. Landru was not one of these people, he was born into someone else's. A subject of selective breeding, he came from a bloodline of a bloodline, inbred and mutated a few hundred times. The result being a breed of Mink that was meant to be perfect. Not physically but mentally, possessing a brain so powerful that they had as much in common with the normal man as he did with a dog. This dream of the perfect life-form, however, was not meant to be. The Marine's hearing of the operations going on shut the labs down, with the surviving children being sent off to an island close by.

A history so bland, that for one reason or another, Landru struggles to recall the vast majority of it. Instead people and events are seemingly brought up that included him, little to his knowledge. Writing it off as simply having a poor memory, Landru would say that he first came in control of his own life at the age of twenty-one. Signing up for the defense force for his island, he was stationed at a watch tower, concealed among the trees. His job was to light the torch if they were getting attacked, signaling to the rest of the island. A relatively dull and simple job, Landru quickly took to drinking to help pass the time, allowing hours to shift into minutes. On a regular day, as much like one as another he awoke to find a platoon of pirates marching below him, heading directly for his town. Hidden in his spot above in the trees, his job was simple. Light the torch and warn the town and certainly be captured and killed by those below.

All his life he had wondered, like every boy, like every man, maybe girls too, he didn't know. But there has never been a male born who did not wonder, whether he were brave. You hear stories, you read books about men who are brave when they had to be, men who had stood up against unbelievable odds. He had been tested and he had failed. He wasn't ready, he hadn't known it was going to happen. This wasn't what he pictured, a war maybe, yeah, he could be brave in a war. But this? His test had come and he wasn't ready, coward. He sat up in his tree and drunk the day away, drowning out the cries from his village. He would have begged if he had to, all the while wondering how it was that he could be a coward. Now they would kill him, now it would be a relief. How could he ever face his family again.

Slinking off in the dead of night, Landru abandoned the perfect life he had built up and destroyed so fantastically. He became a drifter, taking odd jobs where he could. Filling his mind with the problems and issues of others, allowing their world to consume his own as if they would mean that he didn't have to think or face his past. It wasn't a luxurious life by any means, but it was the only life that he felt he deserved to live.
Face Claim: Marshall Law - Tekken

Bonus: Log Pose
Location: Loguetown

Fate Point Allocation:

    Devil's Meddle - 2
    Kami Haki I - Kenbunshoku - 2
    Cursed Hands - 1
    Hard Worker - Weapons Specialist - 1
    Diligent Spirit - 1

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3 Re: Landru Nomad on Sun Oct 23, 2016 3:24 pm

Uh, huh?

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4 Re: Landru Nomad on Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:39 pm

You're barely a giant. This is the height you want?

[22:28:28 29/10/2016] @ Acheron : Wait

[22:28:33 29/10/2016] @ Acheron : Im scared of asher

[22:28:37 29/10/2016] @ Acheron : He migbt kidnap me
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5 Re: Landru Nomad on Sun Oct 23, 2016 10:46 pm

I asked the minimum and I was told above whatever the max for a human was. I'm pretty sure that's what I want to go with.

Edit: Actually, you're right if I want to play a short character I should just do it and not spend my time worrying about stats. Shifted around once more, should be good to go. FP is from the current event.

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6 Re: Landru Nomad on Tue Oct 25, 2016 2:18 am



Approved again.

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