Name: Yarou
Age: 1999
Visual: 19
Personality: Yarou always seems to be playing tennis. He loves the game, and would die if the sport disappeared. In his spare time that is what he does. He hates to be interrupted when he plays. Yarou can never be still for more than a hour. He loves doing athletic stuff. Yarou never admits defeat. He hates seeing people give up right when they stop. Yarou is very, very, very competitive. He rarely ever lets someone win against him.
Appearance:
http://darkshochan.exteen.com/images/Tenprince/page-036.JPGHistory: Yarou was hooked to tennis the first time he played it. Of course the first time he played it, he got beat horrible. Yarou grew up in England with his uncle and Aunt. His parents died a mysterious death that no one was worried about. Yarou loved his uncle and Aunt. Sadly they disappeared one night. Yarou went on a search for them, that ended in a horrid future. Every night for 3 years he would search for them. On the 3rd year, he would regret even leaving the house. How Yarou survived for those 3 years, of being alone, he doesn't know. On that 3rd night he went into the bad parts of England. A couple of thugs came up to him and mugged him. He got a concussion and lost his memory from his birth to the day he got mugged. That night he awoke in a hospital, he didn't remember anything. He hated it. The doctors sent him to a orphanage. He grew up there until he was 19. At that time he did what he loved, play tennis. He practiced from sun rise to sun down. He was put in the hospital again from over working his body. When he left, he was put right back in. Yarou later entered torments to test his skills. Sadly he got wiped by the skills of the other players. He kept practicing and entered again. This time he won. Yarou wiped the floor with the other players. He soon went on to nationals. He won those. Yarou was so skilled, he did it 10 years in a row. Yarou didn't really pay any attention about most thing. So when he finally did notice that he wasn't aging it was a huge surprise. He wished he knew early so he could tell people that. Yarou thought of becoming a super hero, but then realized how tacky that was. He kept doing what he did best, playing tennis. He again on the nationals for the longest record. This record would be impossible to beat. The record it 1555 years, no ones keeping track though. Yarou can go a complete game without breaking a sweat. Yarou started traveling the world, as a tennis champion. He won everywhere he went. Yarou soon got board of all the winning so he returned back home. Yarou thrived to get better, so he trained on low oxygen levels. His stamina increased dramatically. Yarou could soon go a whole game without taking a drink of water, or breaking a sweat. Yarou kept playing and getting better. No one was able to defeat him. To the date no one has defeated Yarou, but that would all change. Now most guys hate being beat by girls, Yarou would explode if he was. During one torment Yarou had to face a girl. All his fans were chanting his name. He loved it so much, but as the match kept going he started to hate it. He was getting beat badly. At the end the score was 6-0. Yarou hadn't even scored one point. The girl didn't brag about defeating him one bit. Yarou hated that too, but he learned something from her. That was to never brag about a defeat. Yarou kept getting better, and beat the girl the next season. Yarou didn't brag one bit about the wins after that.
RP sample:
The rain splattered on the court. Drop after drop landing on the court. Yarou was doing his daily matches of street tennis. Yarou smiled, he loved the rain. His opponent was sweating non-stop, or was it rain? Whatever it was his opponent was no happy.
"Chill out man, you not getting into the spirit of the game." Yarou hit the serve. The serve at first looked like it was going to hit the right side, so the man ran there.
"Wrong The man was about to hit the ball, when he twisted and went to the other side of the court. The man threw his racket down.
Clang The man flipped Yarou off, and left the court.
" Hey dude you forgot your racket." The man was about to exit when he turned around. He charged at Yarou. Yarou smiled. Before the man could even get to him, he slipped. Yarou had made it so if he did charge he would charge through a puddle. The man fell head first. he skinned up his knees, and face. When he got to his feet, he just walked away. Yarou put his racket in the knapsack his carried, and exited the courts. Yarou came to his house. Yarou got the money from all the torments he won, back in the day when they gave money away. He looked around. Nothing. The house was built hanging over a waterfall. Yarou loved it. Part of the floor in the house was made of glass, so you could see the waterfall. He pulled out the key and opened the door. When he open it a sound he hardly heard was made.
Clack Yarou smiled. The ran had made some wind, and that wind had smashed one of the glass windows. He walked in and felt the cold air hit him like a bull.
"Oh well Yarou thought. He closed the door locked it and walked away. Where he was going he did not know. Roam England was where he was going. Maybe find someone to play a match with. Yarou didn't care where he ended up.
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