I AM Human pawn on a chess board
Basic Information:
Name: Seven (Jimmy Bones)
Age: 27 (79)
Gender: Male
Residence: London
Clan/Organization: The Company
Appearance:
https://i.servimg.com/u/f41/16/81/36/76/57180410.jpg
Seven stands six feet two inches tall, dead pale skin, dark eyes, dark hair and very skinny.
Seven has a favorite hat which he wears on a day to day basis, he wears it even in his sleep, his good friend once told him that if he didn't remove it, it would stick right on his head, and he said. "Well hey, wouldn't that be better? It means i can't loose it."
Another fixture which adapted it's self on his body is his beloved electric guitar. He wear's it like around his chest, the guitar hanging loosely from the strap which holds it together. Most of the time, it's his only clothing, (aside from his pants) his shirt, always ends up missing or that he just simply forgets about it.
Seven's body is filled covered with both scars and tattoo's. Each mark tells a chapter of his life, every place visited, every person met, but one scar stands out amongst all, a scar that always looks like it's burning. It can easily be mistaken as a tattoo, but if studied closely, one will notice the difference. It always looks fresh, still bleeding in times, and his pain, never ending. It's a scar no normal blade can give, nor no any accident can leave. It's given to him by someone, and this someone is a person he exists for.
Personality:
Seven is a survivor and would do anything to live, in search for the one who made him the way he is. He would beg for food, ask for money and even kill for money. He lived most of his life gambling, drinking and doing unscrupulous things just to live by. He stole money from banks, beat people up for money, and even got into Italia's most powerful mafia, the D'Angelo (XD). But it all changed when he was asked to kill a family somewhere west of France, a family who held all the secrets of D'Angelo, but betrayed the Don, so they were out.
It was his first mission, an essential job to earn trust from the boss, he snuck into the mansion killing all of the guards without getting caught. Before he knew it, he was at the masters bedroom, lurking in the darkness, he walked closer onto the bed, only there seeing the family already dead.
A falling vase distracted him, he followed the noise. There, a little girl sat, covering her ears with both hands, a teddy bear sitting in-between her knees. She looked about 6 years old, golden locks, blue eyes. Seven knelt in front of her, lighting a cigarette stick, but before he knew it, she was throwing away his cigarette, and he let her. "You're not the bad guy, are you?" she asked. Seven turned away, this time, the scene was perfectly clear, it was a set up.
Before he knew it, they weren't alone in the mansion no longer, gun shot came from the doorway, quickly he dodged towards the girl, taking the bullets for her. He bled all over the place, on top of the girl he kept his cool, smiling at her assuring her that everything will be fine. She was going to cover her ears again, but quickly, Seven placed earplugs on her ear before shooting back at the door. He picked her up and pulled the curtains off to wrap her with it, he jumped out of the window and started running.
After surviving this, Seven's lifestyle greatly change, he was like a clueless gangster father who didn't know how to raise a 6 year old. He tried to feed her, he failed, he tried to speak to her but she wouldnt respond, he sighed, trying to figure 6 year old girls. He researched the internet, and closed it from all the horror stories he found.
Days passed, he gave up, and just played his instrument, then there, she responded to him, the first in days. So he sang to her. She started lighting up, and so did he, but he knew this wont last long, he would be on a run from the authorities, and not to mention, the D'Angelo's, whom by now knows that he wasn't taken in.
She named her. "Jimmy" she called him. He asked her why and she said. "Cause you look like Jimmy bear" he only then remembered the bear she was holding that night, he was in such a hurry that she dropped it, no wonder she was upset. "I'll be Jimmy then." Seven smiled at her, the only smile he could show to an innocent child.
"And what's your name little girl." Seven asked. "Rose." She smiled back at him, a smile of an angel. Beautiful, Jimmy thought.
Jimmy was a monster, a beast that only knows of the wild, but he's found a rose, a rose that radiates all the beauty he couldn't be. The rose became his life, and as it withered, old and gray, he could no longer live.
Your Legacy:
Your Story:
♫ Life's a b*tch, but I can be pretty badass my self. ♫
Seven was born the peak year of the great depression, his mother, a local waitress at a bar called the lucky seven. She died of giving birth to him one busy night in the lucky seven, she called him by his only known name, which was Seven before she had fainted, and died. His father was a brave seaman had know knowledge of his existence, he was able to get a the job, and left 2 weeks after he was conceived. Only then did Mourice (his mother) learned that she was pregnant.
Alec (his father) didn't want children, especially when they were at desperate times, they could barely make both ends meet with small salaries, that he thought it was irrelevant for another life to be added, but Mourice thought different. She kept Seven a secret from his father, and the secret died with her death.
Seven was taken in by Old Margaret Baker, Mourice's good friend and confidant. Margaret Baker considered Mourice as her daughter more than her real daughter who had left her long and old, alone and penniless. They all ended up marrying rich men, lucky for them, they ate times a day, but they couldn't care about there mother. Only Mourice acknowledged her as one, even without the blood relation.
Margaret would only live so much as 5 years. She thought him how to survive in the cold, throwing him out without his clothes on and laugh at him. Seven had cursed Old Margaret many many times even as a young child, but never in front of her. She would be cruel to him, only to take care of him at night, feeding him soup, making his favorite dishes, and buying him clothes. Seven loved Margaret only knowing of her as his real mother.
Other children would teas him when he walked on the streets, they would call him names, but he wont budge, but when they say stuff about Margaret, he could as easily fly across the street to throw a punch at them. He loved Margaret this much that she was would worry about him all the time.
"How much can you love dear boy." she would tell him. "You cant love a person this much or you'll put your self in an early grave." she would laugh and cough, and Seven would only smile at her, lighting the fire place up and fixing her blanket.
The day she died, Seven could only kneel in front of her, staring blankly and shaking her cold frozen body wondering why she wouldn't wake up. She wasn't able to tell him about death, she only told him about the long sleep, and it was something he was afraid of.
He would keep her body for several weeks, feeding it, and taking care of it, but the smell was already unbearable, too unbearable that authorities took action and buried Old Margaret's body on the local cemetery.
After that, Seven would stay at the cemetery and watch her grave for hours, he would only leave to eat stolen food and ease him self from this build up waste.
He wouldn't cry for her, but would tell her stories about his day, he would sing for her, when he felt like she was slipping away, and would kiss her grave stone, when he could no longer stay.
At some point he realized the reality of things. Margaret Baker would not sprout from the ground as a new born tree, she was dead, and not sleeping under the green grass. She wouldn't speak to him cause she's lost the ability too, he would sing to her, but his voice was something she could no longer hear. "She's dead" he said. "Goodbye, mother." He left her a Rose bloody rose, a flower he stole from their neighbor.
He was 10 when he let go of Margaret, after 5 years of wandering the streets, he finally decided to return to the home he left, for Margaret no longer lived there. He cleaned up all her stuff, and found something there. An envelope, inside it a picture. There was beautiful girl, her features very much like his. In the picture she was sitting on a chair holding her belly, and behind her Margaret stood holding her shoulder. They looked like they were at a bar, he saw it somewhere in town, but couldn't get in being as young as he was.
Seven got intrigued as to who the woman was, why he looked like her and had the strangest epiphany that Margaret might not be his mother at all.
He ran to that place, the skies roaring as if asking him to turn back, but nothing could stop him, he reached the bar called 'Lucky Seven' and entered it.
The first thing that happens was that he got kicked out. He attempted pretty much every time an opportunity presented it's self but eventually failed.
Across the street from the bar he sat, sulking, the picture in his hand, his expression sour. A girl sat beside him. "Why do you wanna get in." she asked. Seven kept his silence, expression still sour. Her only plan was to ask him what he wanted to get rid of him for business reasons, but when she saw what he was holding, her expression changed from uncaring to a sudden fear.
"What's your name?" She asked, this time rushing, shaking Seven, grabbing his shoulders. "Hey, stop that." Seven asked. "What's your name?!" She repeated her question, with irritation, Seven replied. "I'm Seven! Okay? Now let go of me."
Her expression fell blank, the same time with the tears she tried to hold back by turning away and wiping them. She spoke again. "Listen to me very carefully." She started. "You cant be here, he can't find you, or else, he will kill you."
She hugged Seven and gave him money. "You can't ever return to this place, you hear me? I can't tell you everything now, but you have to go back to Margaret."
Seven's expression lit up and went out the same time the woman said Margaret's name. "I can't go back there, Margaret died 5 years ago."
Her expression changed again, this time she was shocked. "5 years ago?" She heard of no such news, and they only lived a town away. "Yes" Seven confirmed.
"Go to my house!" She told him, she wrote something on a piece of paper and forcibly placed it on Seven's hand together with a key. "It's just two towns away from here, take the train, I gave you enough money."
She hugged him once more before running back into the bar.
Seven knew that it was impossible to get anything from the Lucky Seven, but he followed her advice and took the first train to the town she mentioned.
He was just about to leave the train when all of the suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind covering his face with a piece of cloth soaked with chemicals that made him faint, the next thing he knew there was darkness and the answers to his many questions, flying away like paper planes.
A bucket of cold water woke him up, when he opened his eyes he saw children like him, freezing, shaking from the cold wetness they all received. He wondered where he was, and he had a feeling they all were.
They were kidnapped, he was able to piece this much just from looking around him, they were all only children, and who ever took them had power over them.
A midget slid a door open allowing light to enter the room crowded with children, he was followed by a large man, wearing a clowns makeup.
"You you and you! Out you go!" The midget ordered the them. "You follow him" he said, referring to the clown beside him.
"The rest of you, follow me"
The rest of them involved Seven, one by one they were forced to exit what seemed to be a train, a train owned by a man who ran a circus.
They said those who ran away, run to the circus... But in their case, it's different, they were taken into the circus, whether they liked it, or not, and it's all because of one mans greed.
Many of them were trained to be entertainers, some cleaners, some cooks. Some other times, Seven's friends just vanish, one by one, they can no longer be heard from. Rumors say they escaped, but no one can escape the fangs of the circus. Fangs. They call the trainers Fangs, the animal trainers who would hurt not only the animals who they train, but also the future circus.
When Seven was old enough, he was moved into a trainer position, he got to pick which position he liked and chose to be an animal trainer. The old fangs died out, and was replaced by Seven. They all got used to the life of the circus, but Seven knew there was something more for him out there, and it couldn't end at the circus.
He devised a plan by using the animals. He planned on training them to cause a rampage, but didn't have any knowledge in training the animals. He didn't want to do it the way the fangs did, there had to be another way.
That was when he met Freddy. A legendary Circus entertainer, who was believed to have magic, he didn't believe it at first, but upon watching his first performance with the circus, he was mesmerized with Freddy's music.
At first, he was afraid to go near Freddy, he didn't look to friendly, with his messy hair, and funny looking hat, he dressed differently as compared to everyone he knew, it was like he was from a different time, sometimes he wondered if Freddy was even human.
Freddy turned to him, his eyes glistening red, a smile on his face, his teeth sharp, like a vampire. He's never seen Freddy in day light, maybe he was a vampire.
"Come here boy." He called Seven, Seven shook his head, even at 17, he still believed in monsters, and he believed Freddy to be one at first. "Seven... Is it?" He asked studying Seven's face. "I'm not a bad guy, and I'm not a monster, so come near me."
Seven went near Freddy this time amazed, just how on earth did Freddy read his mind.
"I'm not a mind reader, I just know how your mind works." He explained, lighting a cigarette stick and blowing smoke out of his mouth.
Seven watched it, surprised by the smiley shaped smoke that it formed after coming out.
"You want to learn how to play the guitar right?" He asked in a sure tone, but Seven was unsure.
"I'll teach you." Freddy said in a final tone, after that he stood up and went to his tent. Seven just sat there still amazed. "Hey, don't stay up to late." Freddy popped his head out telling Seven off. "I'll teach you first thing in the morning."
First thing in the morning, Seven waited outside Freddy's tent, he waited for an hour, then two, then five, and all the waiting was starting to take a toll on him, he sulked. After 8 hours, Freddy came out, not knowing what hit him.
Seven wanted to protest, but he kept sulking. "Hey, lets start practicing." Freddy called him, Seven just followed.
First, Freddy gave him a stick to practice on, with lines carved out from them to serve as the strings, and frets. Freddy thought him the basic chords, and when he though seven was ready, he allowed him to play a real guitar.
While seven played the guitar, Freddy took a nap, but with every mistake he made, Freddy stood up and flicked his forehead.
Seven's forehead was soar for several weeks, and it's all from Freddy's flicking, or 'love slap' as he would call it, a very disgusting name in Seven's opinion.
Calling it 'love slap' was one of the reasons why Seven's skills improved in such a short time, he learned quickly, and it didn't take long before he was able to play a certain level that was almost the same as Freddy's.
Freddy could only clap his hands then, drinking rum and smoking. Despite being of age, Freddy didn't allow Seven to drink, or smoke, and take after all his bad habits. He only mentored him, and thought him guitar for 3 years only to vanish one day.
It completely crushed seven, and became a turning point it his life, this was when his plan took place, training the animals to start a rampage.
With Freddy's magic, he has learned how to communicate with the animals through music, and they could empathize with him through it.
The rampage was a success, but some of his friends died along the way, he couldn't do anything more to save them, he ran away like the rest of them and never returned, but little did he realize that his life was going to the worst.
He was 20 when he ran away from the circus, the life out side was a bit different, he needed to work harder than ever just to get through the day with food, he started stealing just to survive, and then one defining day, he got into the D'Angelo house, somewhere in Italy.
Being in the D'Angelo house gave him many opportunities to travel around the world, he was always part of the disciplinary troop, beating up those who didn't pay there debts. He met many people, but not of them lead them to Freddy, it was like Freddy didn't exist at all, like a ghost.
His legend was only greatly spread within the circus, maybe he was made up. he was 22 when he had enough money to buy a place of his own, he bought an abandoned warehouse in fixed it enough to look like a home. At age 2 he found a guitar which looked exactly like Freddy's sold in an inhumane price, he knew he couldn't afford it, so he stole it.
At age 25, his boss finally took notice of his achievements, and was willing to give him a promotion, but he had to do something, to assassinate a family which betrayed the D'Angelo. He didn't know it was them at first a family he knew from his early years in Mafia, but orders were orders, and he knew he had to follow them.
He began formulating solutions in his head, on how to save the family from there own deaths, but the only way to do it was to go to them himself, he went to France.
When he got there, he scanned the security and realized the situation immediately, they were not there to protect the family, but to contain them within the perimeter, he killed all the guards and rushed to their room only to find the couple already dead.
He stared at them blankly, then heard a noise. He turned to it in shock to see a little girl who looked like the couple, he knelt before her smoking, then she threw it away, she asked him if he was evil, and he couldn't answer her.
It was a set up, the boss knew they were closely acquainted and that Seven couldn't hold the temptation to save them, now he became the fall guy, to anyone who see's this, he was the murderer. And the cops were coming, and fast.
Seven was too late to move, and was only able to save the girl by taking the bullets for her, it was the least he could do for her late parents. He took her with him and shot the remaining guard, she took him to his house and tried to father her.
Seven's life with rose was short and in a continuous chaos, but it couldn't amount to anything he's ever had.
At age 27, Seven stopped aging, and Rose died age 9.
RP-Sample:
Seven woke up in a tent stretching his legs, then his arms, it was already late in the night outside, and he wondered if the boy was still there. He took a peek and was pleased. He drank the whole night wondering if the boy could keep up with his own laziness, turn out he could stand him self. So Seven walked out and called him. They played the guitar together for a very long time, then he woke up again, back to reality.
Kangen Jutsu (Fullbring) Information:
Name: Freud
Full bring source: Electric Guitar
Name: Schick
Full bring source: Hat
Terms of usage: For any of Seven's technique to work, the two objects must be with him, activating his fullbring without the one of the two present is impossible.
Fullbring Bond: Schick was given to him by Rose, they found it in a flea market, and bought it on sale. After a while it started having holes on it, and she stitched it by hand. She liked seeing Seven wear it, and Seven liked it as much as she liked seeing him wear it, and so the attachment grew from there. And when she died, it grew even more.
Freud has no real attachment to him, but the memory of Freddy brought on the attachment to the instrument, it looks like Freddy's electric guitar, but Seven felt that there was a difference between the two. Freddy's was a bit older, and so he declared that it was not Freddy's.
Description: Seven's fullbring couldn't work without each other, but the only one with discovered technique is Freud.
Freud became Seven's bridge to communicating with humans, Seven is not a man of words, but when he plays Freud, they understand him. Going through so many hardships in life, he thought he had no escape, his birth mother died on giving birth to him, his foster mother, died when he was five. It took him five years to realize the dead could not come back to life, and then when happiness was almost within his reach, he was kidnapped and taken into the circus.
Loving Margaret too much sent him to his early grave, the circus, he really thought there was no escape, until he met Freddy, who thought him how to play the guitar like the God of music. Through it he escaped from his death and was also able to communicate with Rose through it.
It was not Freud from the very start, but Seven him self, his will to break out gave him the power to awaken his fullbring ability during his escape from the circus, it was dormant, and only reached it's full activation after roses death.
Techniques:
Name: Dance-Dance
Description: A melody that commands a human body to obey Freud's wishes, it works with who ever hears it, however it has it's limitations, those within a 3 meter radius receives it's full effects and it could last as long as 3 posts, those beyond that will still be affected, however, the effectiveness of DD is reduced by half, meaning that it could only last for at least 1-2 posts if your outside of the 3 meter radius range.
It can also affect shinigami's and hollows as high as espada ranks. With the rate Seven is going, he can hold a captain or an espada if he focuses on them alone.
DD works for many people at once, but if he focuses on a single person, it becomes stronger, but when it comes to strong level enemies such as Shinigami, if he wants to control them, he releases everyone else and focuses on them.
The radius and post rule remains the same for them, but it can only be used for one particular individual.
IF Seven's opponent is weak willed, they can easily bend to his wishes or to listen to his reasoning (which could be false), regular humans easily fall under his spell, but special ones take a little more convincing, with this technique, Seven can use an army of brain washed humans not exceeding a hundred, a downside to this is that he cannot move, and he must play the guitar for this technique to work.
Name: Hum Hallelujah
Description: Seven plays a different tune, holding the guitar upwards like a bow. He sends 6 different arrows with the 6 different strings of Freud. Shot together, it sounds like a silent hum, a deadly whisper invisible to the eye, aiming to cut things to shreds.
Each string shot silently has different effect.
The 6th string makes the gravity double.
The 5th string produces horrifying darkness.
The 4th string produces a blinding light.
the 3rd string produces a sold arrow shot visible to the eye.
The 2nd string produces illusions.
The 1st string produces a deafening sound that can shatter a human's skull.
Out of all this, Seven can only fire all of them together, and the 3rd string alone perfectly.
When he fired the rd string he can produce as many as 50 arrows at once covering the range of a 10 meter radius, with this he can aim the shots where ever he likes under the area covered.
When he fires all 6 strings, he can not control the direction of the shot, there fore making it difficult to use.
He can only use this within the area radius given, if he fires the 3rd string with 50 arrows at once, he must wait 3 posts to regenerate the lost reiatsu, depending on how much he used.
Name: Thriller
Description: This solo changes Freud into a sword with 6 strings on it's side, it's much like a guitar taking the shape of a sword. The only difference it has from a different sword is that it can be used in long range much thanks to the strings which helps on doing so.
When all 6 strings break, Freud returns to normal disregarding Seven's strength and reiatsu, a duration of 10 posts needs to pass before Seven can use this and another 5 if the string breaks.
Freaud in thriller can handle shikai form of blades from shinigami but breaks instantly upon contact with bankai.
Freaud can only last 20 posts in thriller upon activation, going over it would destroy Freud completely.
Seven can also use Hum Halleluja in Thriller mode, but it's not as effective when it's on guitar mode.
Basic Information:
Name: Seven (Jimmy Bones)
Age: 27 (79)
Gender: Male
Residence: London
Clan/Organization: The Company
Appearance:
https://i.servimg.com/u/f41/16/81/36/76/57180410.jpg
Seven stands six feet two inches tall, dead pale skin, dark eyes, dark hair and very skinny.
Seven has a favorite hat which he wears on a day to day basis, he wears it even in his sleep, his good friend once told him that if he didn't remove it, it would stick right on his head, and he said. "Well hey, wouldn't that be better? It means i can't loose it."
Another fixture which adapted it's self on his body is his beloved electric guitar. He wear's it like around his chest, the guitar hanging loosely from the strap which holds it together. Most of the time, it's his only clothing, (aside from his pants) his shirt, always ends up missing or that he just simply forgets about it.
Seven's body is filled covered with both scars and tattoo's. Each mark tells a chapter of his life, every place visited, every person met, but one scar stands out amongst all, a scar that always looks like it's burning. It can easily be mistaken as a tattoo, but if studied closely, one will notice the difference. It always looks fresh, still bleeding in times, and his pain, never ending. It's a scar no normal blade can give, nor no any accident can leave. It's given to him by someone, and this someone is a person he exists for.
Personality:
Seven is a survivor and would do anything to live, in search for the one who made him the way he is. He would beg for food, ask for money and even kill for money. He lived most of his life gambling, drinking and doing unscrupulous things just to live by. He stole money from banks, beat people up for money, and even got into Italia's most powerful mafia, the D'Angelo (XD). But it all changed when he was asked to kill a family somewhere west of France, a family who held all the secrets of D'Angelo, but betrayed the Don, so they were out.
It was his first mission, an essential job to earn trust from the boss, he snuck into the mansion killing all of the guards without getting caught. Before he knew it, he was at the masters bedroom, lurking in the darkness, he walked closer onto the bed, only there seeing the family already dead.
A falling vase distracted him, he followed the noise. There, a little girl sat, covering her ears with both hands, a teddy bear sitting in-between her knees. She looked about 6 years old, golden locks, blue eyes. Seven knelt in front of her, lighting a cigarette stick, but before he knew it, she was throwing away his cigarette, and he let her. "You're not the bad guy, are you?" she asked. Seven turned away, this time, the scene was perfectly clear, it was a set up.
Before he knew it, they weren't alone in the mansion no longer, gun shot came from the doorway, quickly he dodged towards the girl, taking the bullets for her. He bled all over the place, on top of the girl he kept his cool, smiling at her assuring her that everything will be fine. She was going to cover her ears again, but quickly, Seven placed earplugs on her ear before shooting back at the door. He picked her up and pulled the curtains off to wrap her with it, he jumped out of the window and started running.
After surviving this, Seven's lifestyle greatly change, he was like a clueless gangster father who didn't know how to raise a 6 year old. He tried to feed her, he failed, he tried to speak to her but she wouldnt respond, he sighed, trying to figure 6 year old girls. He researched the internet, and closed it from all the horror stories he found.
Days passed, he gave up, and just played his instrument, then there, she responded to him, the first in days. So he sang to her. She started lighting up, and so did he, but he knew this wont last long, he would be on a run from the authorities, and not to mention, the D'Angelo's, whom by now knows that he wasn't taken in.
She named her. "Jimmy" she called him. He asked her why and she said. "Cause you look like Jimmy bear" he only then remembered the bear she was holding that night, he was in such a hurry that she dropped it, no wonder she was upset. "I'll be Jimmy then." Seven smiled at her, the only smile he could show to an innocent child.
"And what's your name little girl." Seven asked. "Rose." She smiled back at him, a smile of an angel. Beautiful, Jimmy thought.
Jimmy was a monster, a beast that only knows of the wild, but he's found a rose, a rose that radiates all the beauty he couldn't be. The rose became his life, and as it withered, old and gray, he could no longer live.
Your Legacy:
Your Story:
♫ Life's a b*tch, but I can be pretty badass my self. ♫
Seven was born the peak year of the great depression, his mother, a local waitress at a bar called the lucky seven. She died of giving birth to him one busy night in the lucky seven, she called him by his only known name, which was Seven before she had fainted, and died. His father was a brave seaman had know knowledge of his existence, he was able to get a the job, and left 2 weeks after he was conceived. Only then did Mourice (his mother) learned that she was pregnant.
Alec (his father) didn't want children, especially when they were at desperate times, they could barely make both ends meet with small salaries, that he thought it was irrelevant for another life to be added, but Mourice thought different. She kept Seven a secret from his father, and the secret died with her death.
Seven was taken in by Old Margaret Baker, Mourice's good friend and confidant. Margaret Baker considered Mourice as her daughter more than her real daughter who had left her long and old, alone and penniless. They all ended up marrying rich men, lucky for them, they ate times a day, but they couldn't care about there mother. Only Mourice acknowledged her as one, even without the blood relation.
Margaret would only live so much as 5 years. She thought him how to survive in the cold, throwing him out without his clothes on and laugh at him. Seven had cursed Old Margaret many many times even as a young child, but never in front of her. She would be cruel to him, only to take care of him at night, feeding him soup, making his favorite dishes, and buying him clothes. Seven loved Margaret only knowing of her as his real mother.
Other children would teas him when he walked on the streets, they would call him names, but he wont budge, but when they say stuff about Margaret, he could as easily fly across the street to throw a punch at them. He loved Margaret this much that she was would worry about him all the time.
"How much can you love dear boy." she would tell him. "You cant love a person this much or you'll put your self in an early grave." she would laugh and cough, and Seven would only smile at her, lighting the fire place up and fixing her blanket.
The day she died, Seven could only kneel in front of her, staring blankly and shaking her cold frozen body wondering why she wouldn't wake up. She wasn't able to tell him about death, she only told him about the long sleep, and it was something he was afraid of.
He would keep her body for several weeks, feeding it, and taking care of it, but the smell was already unbearable, too unbearable that authorities took action and buried Old Margaret's body on the local cemetery.
After that, Seven would stay at the cemetery and watch her grave for hours, he would only leave to eat stolen food and ease him self from this build up waste.
He wouldn't cry for her, but would tell her stories about his day, he would sing for her, when he felt like she was slipping away, and would kiss her grave stone, when he could no longer stay.
At some point he realized the reality of things. Margaret Baker would not sprout from the ground as a new born tree, she was dead, and not sleeping under the green grass. She wouldn't speak to him cause she's lost the ability too, he would sing to her, but his voice was something she could no longer hear. "She's dead" he said. "Goodbye, mother." He left her a Rose bloody rose, a flower he stole from their neighbor.
He was 10 when he let go of Margaret, after 5 years of wandering the streets, he finally decided to return to the home he left, for Margaret no longer lived there. He cleaned up all her stuff, and found something there. An envelope, inside it a picture. There was beautiful girl, her features very much like his. In the picture she was sitting on a chair holding her belly, and behind her Margaret stood holding her shoulder. They looked like they were at a bar, he saw it somewhere in town, but couldn't get in being as young as he was.
Seven got intrigued as to who the woman was, why he looked like her and had the strangest epiphany that Margaret might not be his mother at all.
He ran to that place, the skies roaring as if asking him to turn back, but nothing could stop him, he reached the bar called 'Lucky Seven' and entered it.
The first thing that happens was that he got kicked out. He attempted pretty much every time an opportunity presented it's self but eventually failed.
Across the street from the bar he sat, sulking, the picture in his hand, his expression sour. A girl sat beside him. "Why do you wanna get in." she asked. Seven kept his silence, expression still sour. Her only plan was to ask him what he wanted to get rid of him for business reasons, but when she saw what he was holding, her expression changed from uncaring to a sudden fear.
"What's your name?" She asked, this time rushing, shaking Seven, grabbing his shoulders. "Hey, stop that." Seven asked. "What's your name?!" She repeated her question, with irritation, Seven replied. "I'm Seven! Okay? Now let go of me."
Her expression fell blank, the same time with the tears she tried to hold back by turning away and wiping them. She spoke again. "Listen to me very carefully." She started. "You cant be here, he can't find you, or else, he will kill you."
She hugged Seven and gave him money. "You can't ever return to this place, you hear me? I can't tell you everything now, but you have to go back to Margaret."
Seven's expression lit up and went out the same time the woman said Margaret's name. "I can't go back there, Margaret died 5 years ago."
Her expression changed again, this time she was shocked. "5 years ago?" She heard of no such news, and they only lived a town away. "Yes" Seven confirmed.
"Go to my house!" She told him, she wrote something on a piece of paper and forcibly placed it on Seven's hand together with a key. "It's just two towns away from here, take the train, I gave you enough money."
She hugged him once more before running back into the bar.
Seven knew that it was impossible to get anything from the Lucky Seven, but he followed her advice and took the first train to the town she mentioned.
He was just about to leave the train when all of the suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind covering his face with a piece of cloth soaked with chemicals that made him faint, the next thing he knew there was darkness and the answers to his many questions, flying away like paper planes.
A bucket of cold water woke him up, when he opened his eyes he saw children like him, freezing, shaking from the cold wetness they all received. He wondered where he was, and he had a feeling they all were.
They were kidnapped, he was able to piece this much just from looking around him, they were all only children, and who ever took them had power over them.
A midget slid a door open allowing light to enter the room crowded with children, he was followed by a large man, wearing a clowns makeup.
"You you and you! Out you go!" The midget ordered the them. "You follow him" he said, referring to the clown beside him.
"The rest of you, follow me"
The rest of them involved Seven, one by one they were forced to exit what seemed to be a train, a train owned by a man who ran a circus.
They said those who ran away, run to the circus... But in their case, it's different, they were taken into the circus, whether they liked it, or not, and it's all because of one mans greed.
Many of them were trained to be entertainers, some cleaners, some cooks. Some other times, Seven's friends just vanish, one by one, they can no longer be heard from. Rumors say they escaped, but no one can escape the fangs of the circus. Fangs. They call the trainers Fangs, the animal trainers who would hurt not only the animals who they train, but also the future circus.
When Seven was old enough, he was moved into a trainer position, he got to pick which position he liked and chose to be an animal trainer. The old fangs died out, and was replaced by Seven. They all got used to the life of the circus, but Seven knew there was something more for him out there, and it couldn't end at the circus.
He devised a plan by using the animals. He planned on training them to cause a rampage, but didn't have any knowledge in training the animals. He didn't want to do it the way the fangs did, there had to be another way.
That was when he met Freddy. A legendary Circus entertainer, who was believed to have magic, he didn't believe it at first, but upon watching his first performance with the circus, he was mesmerized with Freddy's music.
At first, he was afraid to go near Freddy, he didn't look to friendly, with his messy hair, and funny looking hat, he dressed differently as compared to everyone he knew, it was like he was from a different time, sometimes he wondered if Freddy was even human.
Freddy turned to him, his eyes glistening red, a smile on his face, his teeth sharp, like a vampire. He's never seen Freddy in day light, maybe he was a vampire.
"Come here boy." He called Seven, Seven shook his head, even at 17, he still believed in monsters, and he believed Freddy to be one at first. "Seven... Is it?" He asked studying Seven's face. "I'm not a bad guy, and I'm not a monster, so come near me."
Seven went near Freddy this time amazed, just how on earth did Freddy read his mind.
"I'm not a mind reader, I just know how your mind works." He explained, lighting a cigarette stick and blowing smoke out of his mouth.
Seven watched it, surprised by the smiley shaped smoke that it formed after coming out.
"You want to learn how to play the guitar right?" He asked in a sure tone, but Seven was unsure.
"I'll teach you." Freddy said in a final tone, after that he stood up and went to his tent. Seven just sat there still amazed. "Hey, don't stay up to late." Freddy popped his head out telling Seven off. "I'll teach you first thing in the morning."
First thing in the morning, Seven waited outside Freddy's tent, he waited for an hour, then two, then five, and all the waiting was starting to take a toll on him, he sulked. After 8 hours, Freddy came out, not knowing what hit him.
Seven wanted to protest, but he kept sulking. "Hey, lets start practicing." Freddy called him, Seven just followed.
First, Freddy gave him a stick to practice on, with lines carved out from them to serve as the strings, and frets. Freddy thought him the basic chords, and when he though seven was ready, he allowed him to play a real guitar.
While seven played the guitar, Freddy took a nap, but with every mistake he made, Freddy stood up and flicked his forehead.
Seven's forehead was soar for several weeks, and it's all from Freddy's flicking, or 'love slap' as he would call it, a very disgusting name in Seven's opinion.
Calling it 'love slap' was one of the reasons why Seven's skills improved in such a short time, he learned quickly, and it didn't take long before he was able to play a certain level that was almost the same as Freddy's.
Freddy could only clap his hands then, drinking rum and smoking. Despite being of age, Freddy didn't allow Seven to drink, or smoke, and take after all his bad habits. He only mentored him, and thought him guitar for 3 years only to vanish one day.
It completely crushed seven, and became a turning point it his life, this was when his plan took place, training the animals to start a rampage.
With Freddy's magic, he has learned how to communicate with the animals through music, and they could empathize with him through it.
The rampage was a success, but some of his friends died along the way, he couldn't do anything more to save them, he ran away like the rest of them and never returned, but little did he realize that his life was going to the worst.
He was 20 when he ran away from the circus, the life out side was a bit different, he needed to work harder than ever just to get through the day with food, he started stealing just to survive, and then one defining day, he got into the D'Angelo house, somewhere in Italy.
Being in the D'Angelo house gave him many opportunities to travel around the world, he was always part of the disciplinary troop, beating up those who didn't pay there debts. He met many people, but not of them lead them to Freddy, it was like Freddy didn't exist at all, like a ghost.
His legend was only greatly spread within the circus, maybe he was made up. he was 22 when he had enough money to buy a place of his own, he bought an abandoned warehouse in fixed it enough to look like a home. At age 2 he found a guitar which looked exactly like Freddy's sold in an inhumane price, he knew he couldn't afford it, so he stole it.
At age 25, his boss finally took notice of his achievements, and was willing to give him a promotion, but he had to do something, to assassinate a family which betrayed the D'Angelo. He didn't know it was them at first a family he knew from his early years in Mafia, but orders were orders, and he knew he had to follow them.
He began formulating solutions in his head, on how to save the family from there own deaths, but the only way to do it was to go to them himself, he went to France.
When he got there, he scanned the security and realized the situation immediately, they were not there to protect the family, but to contain them within the perimeter, he killed all the guards and rushed to their room only to find the couple already dead.
He stared at them blankly, then heard a noise. He turned to it in shock to see a little girl who looked like the couple, he knelt before her smoking, then she threw it away, she asked him if he was evil, and he couldn't answer her.
It was a set up, the boss knew they were closely acquainted and that Seven couldn't hold the temptation to save them, now he became the fall guy, to anyone who see's this, he was the murderer. And the cops were coming, and fast.
Seven was too late to move, and was only able to save the girl by taking the bullets for her, it was the least he could do for her late parents. He took her with him and shot the remaining guard, she took him to his house and tried to father her.
Seven's life with rose was short and in a continuous chaos, but it couldn't amount to anything he's ever had.
At age 27, Seven stopped aging, and Rose died age 9.
RP-Sample:
Seven woke up in a tent stretching his legs, then his arms, it was already late in the night outside, and he wondered if the boy was still there. He took a peek and was pleased. He drank the whole night wondering if the boy could keep up with his own laziness, turn out he could stand him self. So Seven walked out and called him. They played the guitar together for a very long time, then he woke up again, back to reality.
Kangen Jutsu (Fullbring) Information:
Name: Freud
Full bring source: Electric Guitar
Name: Schick
Full bring source: Hat
Terms of usage: For any of Seven's technique to work, the two objects must be with him, activating his fullbring without the one of the two present is impossible.
Fullbring Bond: Schick was given to him by Rose, they found it in a flea market, and bought it on sale. After a while it started having holes on it, and she stitched it by hand. She liked seeing Seven wear it, and Seven liked it as much as she liked seeing him wear it, and so the attachment grew from there. And when she died, it grew even more.
Freud has no real attachment to him, but the memory of Freddy brought on the attachment to the instrument, it looks like Freddy's electric guitar, but Seven felt that there was a difference between the two. Freddy's was a bit older, and so he declared that it was not Freddy's.
Description: Seven's fullbring couldn't work without each other, but the only one with discovered technique is Freud.
Freud became Seven's bridge to communicating with humans, Seven is not a man of words, but when he plays Freud, they understand him. Going through so many hardships in life, he thought he had no escape, his birth mother died on giving birth to him, his foster mother, died when he was five. It took him five years to realize the dead could not come back to life, and then when happiness was almost within his reach, he was kidnapped and taken into the circus.
Loving Margaret too much sent him to his early grave, the circus, he really thought there was no escape, until he met Freddy, who thought him how to play the guitar like the God of music. Through it he escaped from his death and was also able to communicate with Rose through it.
It was not Freud from the very start, but Seven him self, his will to break out gave him the power to awaken his fullbring ability during his escape from the circus, it was dormant, and only reached it's full activation after roses death.
Techniques:
Name: Dance-Dance
Description: A melody that commands a human body to obey Freud's wishes, it works with who ever hears it, however it has it's limitations, those within a 3 meter radius receives it's full effects and it could last as long as 3 posts, those beyond that will still be affected, however, the effectiveness of DD is reduced by half, meaning that it could only last for at least 1-2 posts if your outside of the 3 meter radius range.
It can also affect shinigami's and hollows as high as espada ranks. With the rate Seven is going, he can hold a captain or an espada if he focuses on them alone.
DD works for many people at once, but if he focuses on a single person, it becomes stronger, but when it comes to strong level enemies such as Shinigami, if he wants to control them, he releases everyone else and focuses on them.
The radius and post rule remains the same for them, but it can only be used for one particular individual.
IF Seven's opponent is weak willed, they can easily bend to his wishes or to listen to his reasoning (which could be false), regular humans easily fall under his spell, but special ones take a little more convincing, with this technique, Seven can use an army of brain washed humans not exceeding a hundred, a downside to this is that he cannot move, and he must play the guitar for this technique to work.
Name: Hum Hallelujah
Description: Seven plays a different tune, holding the guitar upwards like a bow. He sends 6 different arrows with the 6 different strings of Freud. Shot together, it sounds like a silent hum, a deadly whisper invisible to the eye, aiming to cut things to shreds.
Each string shot silently has different effect.
The 6th string makes the gravity double.
The 5th string produces horrifying darkness.
The 4th string produces a blinding light.
the 3rd string produces a sold arrow shot visible to the eye.
The 2nd string produces illusions.
The 1st string produces a deafening sound that can shatter a human's skull.
Out of all this, Seven can only fire all of them together, and the 3rd string alone perfectly.
When he fired the rd string he can produce as many as 50 arrows at once covering the range of a 10 meter radius, with this he can aim the shots where ever he likes under the area covered.
When he fires all 6 strings, he can not control the direction of the shot, there fore making it difficult to use.
He can only use this within the area radius given, if he fires the 3rd string with 50 arrows at once, he must wait 3 posts to regenerate the lost reiatsu, depending on how much he used.
Name: Thriller
Description: This solo changes Freud into a sword with 6 strings on it's side, it's much like a guitar taking the shape of a sword. The only difference it has from a different sword is that it can be used in long range much thanks to the strings which helps on doing so.
When all 6 strings break, Freud returns to normal disregarding Seven's strength and reiatsu, a duration of 10 posts needs to pass before Seven can use this and another 5 if the string breaks.
Freaud in thriller can handle shikai form of blades from shinigami but breaks instantly upon contact with bankai.
Freaud can only last 20 posts in thriller upon activation, going over it would destroy Freud completely.
Seven can also use Hum Halleluja in Thriller mode, but it's not as effective when it's on guitar mode.
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