Mamoru Hidefumi...
Preferred nicknames: Ma or Fumi.
"Call me Mamoru or Hidefumi and I... Well, it will displease me."
Age: No one knows for sure but it is estimated that he has lived for around a century. He takes on the appearance of an eighteen-year-old.
"Don't ask, because I honestly don't know. I kind of stopped keeping track after the first thirty years of my immortality."
Race: Demon.
"No... I'm not a vampire."
Sexuality: Heterosexual, as far as he's concerned.
"I have no words for this question, other than you are strange for asking..."
Height: 6'0'' - 183cm.
Weight: 161lbs - 73kg.
Personality: Mamoru doesn't necessarily show his emotions as well as most, in the sense that he has a constant expression of nonchalance. It's not that he can't feel emotions, it's just a case of he masks expressions of amusement, happiness and anger extremely well. No one really knows why. He also doesn't tend to care about a lot of things. For example; if someone was in trouble or a state of distress and Mamoru was a witness, he'd just sit back and watch until the situation gets resolved, unless of course he has built up a friendship with the victim. Believe it or not, he can be fairly protective over the people he actually decides that he likes.
He is extremely hard to get to know though because he is fairly secretive and sometimes can appear quite unapproachable. He's as soft as a cuddly teddy bear though, in the sense that he will rarely ever act violently towards someone and he finds most things extremely cute. Ma keeps his thoughts to himself, however telepaths are the ones that know him the best because his thoughts are unusually loud and he tends to think instead of speaking a lot. He actually made a strange habit out of replying to people in his head, and is completely oblivious to the fact that he hasn't actually said anything until someone points it out to him.
Talents: "Let's see..."
- He is oddly flexible which helps a lot during a fight.
- He has an angelic voice but tends not to spread it around. Only a select few will ever get to hear his voice.
- His skills in hand-to-hand combat are at quite a high level.
Likes: "This should be interesting..."
- Listening to other people singing.
- Cute things.
- His abilities.
- Darkness.
- Fae blood.
Dislikes: "Hmm."
- Violence.
- Intimidation or confrontation.
- Unfamiliar places or people.
- Direct sunlight; it doesn't burn, he just doesn't like it.
- Being touched.
Powers/Abilities: "Meheh..."
- Demonic summoning; he has the ability to summon shadow-like creatures, resembling the shape of a slender human. All are identical.
- Enhanced speed, agility and strength.
- Secondary form; this ability has not been mastered and so he won't use it.
- Umbrakinesis; the manipulation of shadows.
Flaws: "I'd sooner not say the things I hate about myself, but I'll give it a shot."
- So far he can only summon two creatures at a time and he can only sustain them for around ten minutes at most.
- His demonic summons grow weak in sunlight (not from light bulbs or lamps) and so they are much easier to defeat.
- He can only manipulate shadows when he is stood in the shade or in complete darkness.
- While his sense are greatly enhanced due to being a vampire, his sight isn't all too great in the light. He can see in darkness clearly though.
Romantic interest: None, as of yet.
"If someone can get close enough to spark a romantic interest, I'll let you know."
History: Mamoru was abandoned at birth and adopted by a nice human family shortly after his third birthday. It didn't take long for them to realise that there was something different about they way he did things and how he acted towards other children. He was always silent. They'd be lucky if they could get him to make even the slightest noise, and he never smiled or frowned. His expression was constantly just... blank.
Eventually they were just sick of the way he behaved, how he never wanted to play or do things that a normal kid would want to do, so when he was around seven they just left him, in exactly the same way as his first parents. As soon as Mamoru realised he was alone, he started to fend for himself.
He survived on the streets for around four years before he was found at the age of eleven by another Demon, just like him, only older. Much older. His name was Michael, last name unknown. Mamoru recognised him as a father figure almost instantly and trusted him more than anyone else he's met before. However, centuries later, Michael was having no luck with Mamoru and his abilities, so the Academy seemed like a good idea... Maybe then Ma would make some friends and begin to liven up a bit.
Other: None.
Clubs/Teams they're a part of: None.
Thoughts and relationships to other characters: None.
Preferred nicknames: Ma or Fumi.
"Call me Mamoru or Hidefumi and I... Well, it will displease me."
Age: No one knows for sure but it is estimated that he has lived for around a century. He takes on the appearance of an eighteen-year-old.
"Don't ask, because I honestly don't know. I kind of stopped keeping track after the first thirty years of my immortality."
Race: Demon.
"No... I'm not a vampire."
Sexuality: Heterosexual, as far as he's concerned.
"I have no words for this question, other than you are strange for asking..."
Height: 6'0'' - 183cm.
Weight: 161lbs - 73kg.
Personality: Mamoru doesn't necessarily show his emotions as well as most, in the sense that he has a constant expression of nonchalance. It's not that he can't feel emotions, it's just a case of he masks expressions of amusement, happiness and anger extremely well. No one really knows why. He also doesn't tend to care about a lot of things. For example; if someone was in trouble or a state of distress and Mamoru was a witness, he'd just sit back and watch until the situation gets resolved, unless of course he has built up a friendship with the victim. Believe it or not, he can be fairly protective over the people he actually decides that he likes.
He is extremely hard to get to know though because he is fairly secretive and sometimes can appear quite unapproachable. He's as soft as a cuddly teddy bear though, in the sense that he will rarely ever act violently towards someone and he finds most things extremely cute. Ma keeps his thoughts to himself, however telepaths are the ones that know him the best because his thoughts are unusually loud and he tends to think instead of speaking a lot. He actually made a strange habit out of replying to people in his head, and is completely oblivious to the fact that he hasn't actually said anything until someone points it out to him.
Talents: "Let's see..."
- He is oddly flexible which helps a lot during a fight.
- He has an angelic voice but tends not to spread it around. Only a select few will ever get to hear his voice.
- His skills in hand-to-hand combat are at quite a high level.
Likes: "This should be interesting..."
- Listening to other people singing.
- Cute things.
- His abilities.
- Darkness.
- Fae blood.
Dislikes: "Hmm."
- Violence.
- Intimidation or confrontation.
- Unfamiliar places or people.
- Direct sunlight; it doesn't burn, he just doesn't like it.
- Being touched.
Powers/Abilities: "Meheh..."
- Demonic summoning; he has the ability to summon shadow-like creatures, resembling the shape of a slender human. All are identical.
- Enhanced speed, agility and strength.
- Secondary form; this ability has not been mastered and so he won't use it.
- Umbrakinesis; the manipulation of shadows.
Flaws: "I'd sooner not say the things I hate about myself, but I'll give it a shot."
- So far he can only summon two creatures at a time and he can only sustain them for around ten minutes at most.
- His demonic summons grow weak in sunlight (not from light bulbs or lamps) and so they are much easier to defeat.
- He can only manipulate shadows when he is stood in the shade or in complete darkness.
- While his sense are greatly enhanced due to being a vampire, his sight isn't all too great in the light. He can see in darkness clearly though.
Romantic interest: None, as of yet.
"If someone can get close enough to spark a romantic interest, I'll let you know."
History: Mamoru was abandoned at birth and adopted by a nice human family shortly after his third birthday. It didn't take long for them to realise that there was something different about they way he did things and how he acted towards other children. He was always silent. They'd be lucky if they could get him to make even the slightest noise, and he never smiled or frowned. His expression was constantly just... blank.
Eventually they were just sick of the way he behaved, how he never wanted to play or do things that a normal kid would want to do, so when he was around seven they just left him, in exactly the same way as his first parents. As soon as Mamoru realised he was alone, he started to fend for himself.
He survived on the streets for around four years before he was found at the age of eleven by another Demon, just like him, only older. Much older. His name was Michael, last name unknown. Mamoru recognised him as a father figure almost instantly and trusted him more than anyone else he's met before. However, centuries later, Michael was having no luck with Mamoru and his abilities, so the Academy seemed like a good idea... Maybe then Ma would make some friends and begin to liven up a bit.
Other: None.
Clubs/Teams they're a part of: None.
Thoughts and relationships to other characters: None.
