Chronos Family RP

[Shonengetsu Chronos]

RP as your original Chronos character.

[Shonengetsu Chronos]

Shonengetsu had been roaming lake sides that were deep within a forest far off from the main city of Los Angeles. In his mind, Shonengetsu was wondering what word he had heard about when a powerful being crashed down from the skies and killed hundreds of people. A slight shake of his head showed that Shonengetsu could not worry about such a thing, and he had to continue his journey. After all, he was only a artificial human, but he had already learned that his creators made a mistake in inserting a fake memory chip into his brain when they went to run the emotion tests. A slight bit of radiation on the YTB wire had caused Shonengetsu to gain special abilities down the line of his journey. And with the fake memory of his parents dying, his journey had only been a bit depressing and boring. He only found some major landmarks, met remarkable people, but nothing would spark Shonengetsu's interest.

As he walked along the sides of this new found lake, only a couple miles away from the last one he examined, he could see himself in the reflections of the water. His light blue eyes, showing that he was in a calm state. His black over shirt that buttoned up only to a certain point, but stopped so that the neck button would not be done so. This left enough room for the collar to be let out neatly upon his shoulders, about mid-way. With every step he took close to the lake, Shonengetsu could see more of himself appear in the reflection. Moving down from his over shirt, there were a pair of black tight jeans that Shonengetsu was leg to believe were in style with regular humans that were his age. Though he knew he was not fully human, he did not want to be left out of the fashion style, only because his teen-like mind would not let him. At his hip-side, Shonengetsu had a attached carrying bag, in which he carried around a rope, 20 anti-tank mines, and 10 kunais. On his back, laid his most trusted weapon, the Grave Marker. It was sealed to his back by a hold that can only be broke when the tribal marked blanket surrounding the weapon was removed. At the opposite side of his body, on the hip, laid two Katanas, that were sheathed, but close enough to be ready to pull and slashed through the air. On his right shoulder blade, another hold was sealed down to keep his spiritual bow in place. In front of the sheathed Katanas laid a carrying pouch for 20 spiritual arrows. Both the bow and arrows had been handed down to him by the old chief of the Apache tribe. They were made with the spirits of gods, which boggled his mind when he first heard about it. Throughout all this time on the planet he had considered his only hell, Shonengetsu had never found the one thing that he desired most...Love. He knew nothing of the meaning, and did nothing to understand the mysteries of it. He only knew that it brought happiness and sadness to others. In some cases, it brought out violence.