Reno, The Number Two Turk

[Reno]

grey skies & light fading ,,



"Drink me down to the last call
And hold me down because I can’t walk
I hate the feeling, being thirsty
So make me feel like you want me."

THE OOC SECTION
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CHARACTER NAME

Reno

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION

Whether it be the blood he's been known to spill due to the nature of his job, or by the color of his encumberingly long hair, is easily his most recognizable feature, luckily it happens to be his favorite color as well. Reno is a decently sized young man standing at 5'11-5'12 or so. He carries himself with a slight swagger, not that of a responsible or even a proud man, but following more of a laid-back many would call an, 'unmotivated persona'. The rather strange man has teal green eyes the utterly contrast his hair, but are still found to be quite dazzling, he allows his bangs to cover the edges of his eyes occasionally, always having the rest tied in a masculine ponytail so it doesn't hinder him in the slightest.

Not exactly pale but close to it, Reno is slightly tanned more lanky then muscular, most see him as muscle-less due to being around his partner all the time thus making him look tiny in comparison to the much more muscular man. Despite this thanks to his years of training and the missions he's sent on constantly Reno has gained little muscle tone, again nothing he could truly brag about.

In terms of clothing unless undercover 95% of the time one would find Reno in his standard Turk attire, that being a standard black suit. Reno not one for tidiness wears said suit sloppily keeping his dress shirt un-tucked and wrinkled, the collar usually flipped over the actual jacket just raggedy enough to make it look like he's always just getting out of a fight. He rarely ever buttons the jacket, and the bum would die before wearing a tie to work much to his bosses dismay. The man has a single piercing in his right ear, as well as a pair of goggles which he rarely actually uses leaving them on his forehead like a pair of unused sunglasses.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY

If Reno had to choose one word to describe himself it'd most likely be sporadic. This snarky young man believes in free spirit despite working for the Turks. By no means is he a calculating person, but there isn't a time where the Turk will not an escape plan, for when situations go south. He knows his role and his strengths extremely well the same for his weaknesses. He understands that by knowing himself and his limits he'll never put himself in a situation that he wouldn't be able to succeed in.

Extremely playful, Reno loves to toy with allies and enemies alike usually leading them on or angering them before fleeing, It isn't that the man cannot fight, he just never feels the need to, thus he only fights when he's stalling for time or backed into a corner. This particular red head rarely follows the rules and is quite often known as a rebel compared to that of the other members. Despite this he always completes his tasks, excusing his Sucess by telling all that, It's his sense of Turk pride.

In terms of Morals, Reno has one. That being, "Don't Die." As stated previously Reno will always complete the mission by any means necessary if he's told to kill a city full of women and children said city is as good as gone. he'd do it grudgingly of course, but the bosses word is law. He recognizes the choices he's made in life leading to his position, so he feels he has no right to complain. In a way that's what it means to be a Turk, or at least in his opinion. Putting your personal feelings behind you in order to get the job done, it's also why he does his job so well.

The playful nature he has a tendency to protrude also has a much colder more deprecating face. Reno is a complete realist and although he may not speak it he knows when he's lost. He also has quite the jealous streak showing he has more than few self esteem issues albeit he hides it extremely well. Reno in a general sense is a lackadaisical worker who though seemingly carefree never fails to complete any mission assigned to him.

CHARACTER HISTORY

((Okay since I'm super lazy I'm gonna sum his life up pretty much))

------Land Before Time----

Back before the universe was created there was this dude that ran the turks, his name was Veld, with his second being no one other than Reno's boss Tseng. Everyone was happy turks were recruited people did their jobs and all was good, until this terrorist organization avalanche shows up and kinda screws everything up in the name of good, freedom, and all that other garbage. Shinra pretty much said "Oh no you di'int" and sent the turks after them. Battles happen apparently PLOT TWIST, the leader of Avalanche is no one other than Veld's daughter and he kinda disappears leaving Tseng to lead the turks Reno becoming his second command and some useless main character going into a coma for god knows how long.

There were some minor things in the three years that passed but nothing to important like the three top soldiers leaving Angeal being killed yada yada Sephiroth going insane etc etc, but lets not worry about the little things oh yeah and Zack was killed, it was a shame we kinda liked him. ANYWAYS so Zack dies and some idiot unleashes some this monster Zirconaide, all of the turks who fight it excluding me Rude and of Course Tseng are supposedly killed in the aftermath of the explosion, that didn't go over well with PR.

--- Chocobo Head----

SO A LITTLE BIT LATER, this kid name cloud comes along and joins the newly created Avalanche led by some black guy with a gun arm who just couldn't seem to speak fluent, english? japanese? whatever the hell we speak, all I'm saying is he played into a stereotype. Anyways I'm ordered by the higher ups to completely crush an entire sector worth of people, and hey I'm a turk I get the job done. So I blow it up because that usually solves all my problems probably killing a couple hundred or so in the process, Do I regret it, yeah. would I do it again? if it was ordered.

Anyways with sector 7 destroyed avalanche disbands and the remnants become heroes, get stabbed in the back by Sephiroth, fall into the lifestream all the angst hero stuff with me and rude, oh and Elena confronting them every once in awhile because why not? Eventually the kids manage to stop Sephiroth destroy Shinra which I'm not gonna lie at this point was kinda rooting for because lets face it, Shinra in general was just kind of an asshole. Sephiroth is killed Shinra is destroyed people start building the group of 6 or 8 or however many their are I don't really keep count anymore become heroes and everyone is happy.

Like a year later remnants of Sephiroth comeback abduct Tseng and Elena making for an unhappy Rude, and of course myself and we go grab the help of Cloud who being the angsty jerk he tends to be of course disagreed and told us to go screw ourselves #normalcloudlogic. Eventually after being convinced by our boss, Rufus Shinra who'd changed to be a better man eventually convinces Cloud, and hey we're buddies again, except not really. Eventually Cloud and friends take care of group with minor help from Rude, myself and explosions and we all live happily ever after.

--- Something happened here, it was stupid----

Oh and there was some deep ground super soldier thing that happened but nobody really cared.


---- Present----

Like I said we had a happily ever after until apparently some deadass dragon decided to say "Fuck you and everything you believe in" before throwing a bunch of worlds together and here I am now searching for my organization and dare I say friends because hey ranting to myself gets kinda boring.

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headlamps making patterns on the wall ,,

THE IC SECTION
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"Hello there. You've just arrived in the Distorted World. Why don't you tell me your name, and the first thought going through your head right now?"

"Just a guy behind the scenes, no need for the name. Since you're curious thought most call me Reno."

"That's certainly interesting... forgive me if I don't know what to say to that. So tell me, where are you from?"

"Been so long I can't remember, but for the longest I've been in this city, Midgar."

"Can't say I've ever heard of it. Well, tell me about yourself. What do you do? What are some of your likes and dislikes?"

"Back home they called me a Turk, I guess I still am if the others made it. It's a bit of a messy job, so I've learned to fight in a variety of different ways and use a pretty large arsenal, but without a doubt I'm best with my electric baton, strange choice I know. As for things that I like.... Eh, I guess I like my partner, I'm sure he's out there somewhere. I've always had a thing for a pretty face and a little bit of booze, I guess I never gave or at least I haven't given what I like a thought in a good while. My Dislikes? In my job I do a lot of things I'm not fond of, so after awhile you just kinda learn to live with it you know? Oh but I do hate people who nag me, and people who tend to be too serious and can't take a joke may get under my skin, just a little though."

"Ah, that's amazing! And not only do we have some things in common, you're quite the looker, too, aren't you?"

"Of course yo, I try to tell people but they always seem to shrug it off, Nah excuse the sarcasm but I 'preciate to compliment I don't get many of those where I come from."

"There's no need to be shy. They always say, if you've got it, flaunt it, right? Anyway, enough about that. Who are you allied with?"

"Hmm, well like I said back home I was a Turk, until I find them again the goal is just to survive."

"I'm sure you have your reasons... Oh, on another note, how tall are you?"

"Eh, pretty average in height I think, but my hair gives me an extra couple of inches, So I'd say about 5'11 or so, you should see my partner though, the behemoth."

"Drat! Just four inches too tall. Although... hmm, would you mind if I asked you on a date? Don't worry, I'll buy."

"Heh, I'm definitely down, after all I never turn down a date from a cute girl. If you ever get the time call me, promise I'll be around."

"Finding a venue might be a bit difficult, anyway, since I have no idea where we are... tell me where this is, again?"

"Yo, some kid with a tail told me this place was called Alexandria, I'm sure we can find a nice little cafe around here."

"Ah, how could I forget? I'd love to vacation here someday, when it's not so foggy... It's scenic, you know?"

"I promise living in the city isn't as great as it seems ya know, one day I wanna move out to the beach yo, but it seems like it'll be awhile as I'll be pretty busy..... what a pain~."

"Well, thank you for the lovely conversation! I'm afraid I'll have to be leaving you, though, since I'm going to explode in about three seconds anyway. Buh-bye now!"

"A compliment and a date, maaan I knew it was too good to be true, whatever it was fun while it lasted, later~"

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uptown it's dead now but ,,

THE ROLEPLAYER SECTION
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ROLEPLAYER NAME

Hmm usually Reno, Pro, and Lain is one my newer aliases so I may not respond to it immediately.

ROLEPLAYER AGE

17 and a college freshman, I'll be 18 in a month or so though.

EXPERIENCE

Damn, hadn't even realized but it's been about 4 years now yo. Time really does fly.

PASSWORD

Curaja

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out here no one seems to care at all ,,

THE RP SAMPLE SECTION
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RP SAMPLE

((Like Reno I am incredibly lazy, thus here is my rp sample it's about 400 words I usually average from 500-1200 the latter being if I'm really into it, though I've been known to go farther on occasion.)

"Same shit, different day."

The man grunted to himself lazily leaning against an old bar in Sector 8, He was off duty rude was on the job somewhere, leaving him with nothing to do, he'd thought about getting completely wasted, but that didn't really do it for him anymore, with times as they were he hadn't felt like drinking a lot at all lately. Was the laziest, Turk alive actually stressed? Nah couldn't be, he was Reno, and Reno never stressed it wasn't in his blood, although one could argue he was getting pretty close.

It was funny how backwards Reno was the man drank and smoked when he was relaxed and had no problems to worry about, but when most people especially those who lived in midgar use drugs and hit the bottle when they were stressed, In Reno's opinion being drunk and high weren't even half as fun or excited when one is running away from something.

After about another 10 or so minutes of people watching the sloppily dressed Turk pushed himself off the wall to go and do something..... What exactly? he had no idea, but he needed to do something. The red haired man hadn't been this bored in a long while. As he walked through the almost completely discarded sector ignoring any petty thieveries or fights along the way, wandering... honestly just to wander. He flipped his stun baton's in his fingers lazily his ponytail waving left and right with his stride.

Wasn't there anything exciting going on? Maybe he could find a drunk girl and bring her back to his place? Or maybe he could actually get something done and put in overtime. Reno laughed aloud, putting in overtime that was easily the best joke he'd come up with all day. Tseng would flip his shit if Reno put in overtime, the man's entire foundation would be rocked by the act.

After his little laughing fit finished the Turk continued on stopping at the old playground, any metal other than the slide was rusted, the dirt looked trampled and dead, the area itself surrounded by walls and walls of scrap metal from the upper sectors just having accumulated after time, a true junkyard.

"Seem's like it's just one of those days...."

[admin]

I have only one critique, and that is I HATE YOU YOU MAKE ME WANT TO TAKE RUDE I SHOULD PUNCH YOU YOU JERK.

But that's not a critique |D He looks good to me! Go cause some mayhem.