Saikoro
Lucky - Dangerous - Charming
Stuff on Mr. Luck
Pet Name: Saikoro
Owner: SuperSheep
Theme / Type: Normal Cheran
Born: December 25, 2010
Gender: Male
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 4 / 4
Strength: 1
Defense: 1
Speed: 5
Intellect: 0
Misticpower: 2
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
| Attached Weapons | |
Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
Girls only~ ^^
"I'll be blunt with you- I'm an assassin. Some people find that frightening, some find it creepy, hell, some even find it cool. I don't care what you think of it, though. Anyways, you might say I'm not like... most assassins. I prefer to kill with witnesses, in broad daylight, and other stuff like that. Not safe? Yeah, I know. That's the point~" Winks.
|Flip a coin|-~-|Pick a card|-~-|Guess a number|-~-|Choose a hand|
"There's nothing quite as fun as killing with luck, hmm? I decide the fate of my targets with multiple little luck games. The simple flipping of an average coin can make the difference between suffocation and a bullet through your heart." Laughs. "Personally, I think it sounds more dangerous than just sneaking up behind someone and stabbing them. And more fun."
Name/- Saikoro {Dice in Japanese}
Aliases/- Sai, Luck, Dice
Age/- 26
Gender/- Male
Orientation/- Straight
Status/- Taken by every female
Personality/- Ruthless, flirty, cruel, smooth, vicious, dangerous
Occupation/- Rank B+ assassin
Style/- "How you die depends on how lucky you are... or how unlucky."
Theme/- Good Girls Go Bad- Cobra Starship
"One day I might decide to tell you of my history- my past. Today is not that day."
-Human-
Height/- 5'11
Weight/- Like he'd tell...
Build/- Lean, with hidden muscle. He's not a fan of "showing off," or so he says.
Complexion/- Medium, maybe a bit light.
Hair/- Caramel brown, straight, silky hair that falls a little below his ears. Often times left unkept for "appeal."
Eyes/- Dark brown.
Attire/- He's a fan of getting "dressed up," and wears suits almost everywhere. His favorite colors to wear are white and red, and he can often be seen sporting a spotless white suit with a blood red tie. When he's on a job, though, he likes to wear inexpensive clothes he doesn't care about, so it doesn't matter if they get bloody. Often times his head is topped with a fancy fedora tilted slightly. He also wears contacts, but sometimes he doesn't feel like bothering with them, so he wears glasses. Plus he thinks glasses make him look more charming...
You're great, boss~
Just keep sucking up to the boss, you smartass.
I have nothing to say to you.
Honestly, I'm sad you're out of the group, babe. <3
You're always fun to have around. ;)
You were fun to play with, but now I've grown bored.
Come come, ladies
| mordacity says "That we do," she admits, flipping open the pack and reluctantly pulling out a slender stick. She'd never enjoyed smoking, and she'd had the luck to stay at least semi-clean. "We're like the grade-schoolers who bully each other," she jokes, smiling. |
| mordacity says "Forward in a non-forward manner." She offered a small laugh, drawing a pack of cigarettes from her coat pocket. "Our relationship is a bit childish, isn't it?" |
| mordacity says Her amused smile faded a bit, tilting her head. "Haven't we always been forward?" ((Ahh I missed these two a lot, honestly! She's all surprised he shut up.)) |
| mordacity says "Only once, yeah." She laughed. "Guess I still have feelings for the person I want to kill. What a conflict. And trust me, I know~" |
| mordacity says "Figures," she returns, running a hand through her hair briefly. "I've got plenty of reasons to be rid of you myself, so there's that." |
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