[domi] Nozomi's Good Fortune

General Information
Name: Nozomi Soma
Identity: Fortune 
(calls himself or acts of fate, The Force, as luck is indeed a force)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Date of Birth: November 29th
Place of Origin: Kure, Hiroshima 
Occupation: 
Crimeboss, Yakuza Elite
Faction: 
Yakuza

Appearance
Visual Appearance: 
Physical Appearance: No is a sturdy individual. He stands at 6'8, with broad shoulders and an athletic frame. He weighs 210lbs but doesn't look a single pounds over 180. Dyed blonde hair has been shaved down into a mid fade, while geling the rest of the resilliant strands up and spiking outwards. His amber eyes are almost like gold coins. He generally wears a grinning expression despite how he's truly feeling, and present a friendly exterior despite the tattoos and piercings. 
Civilian Clothes: 
Being from a small clan, No wears his clans koi fish symbol with pride. It sits on the back of all of his coats, and jackets. Otherwise he wears loose, comfortable fitting clothing. Honestly despite having a modern spin, his attire is not all that different than traditional robes. Sometimes he may just wear some robes just because. 
Equipment:

2 Tantos- Due to his size and clothing choice, he easily conceals these in his sleeves via a sheaths strapped to his forearms. One is underhanded, whilst the other is overhanded, as to not get in the way of each other when unsheathing them at the same time.   

Gold Coin- He likes to blame things on good luck and finds himself allowing the flip of a coin to decide for him. 

Cigarettes-"All yakuza smoke don't they?" 

Personality
Bad Habits: 
Everything, he's a egoist.
He's playful... alarmingly so. 
Goal: to shape Japan into his liking, rather Japan entirely. He present a strong, and understanding, almost easy going evil. It's very on brand for him, but terrifying for anyone standing in the way of The Force. He yearns for a society where civillians govern themselves. More accurately, he seeks a Yakuza dominated future. 
General Personality: 

Nozomi is bold to say the least. He stands out in a crowd and embraces it. From style to personality, he is 100% himself and holds no regard for those having a problem with it. He operates as if he is the law, and in a way, he is due to his station as Kyoto Boss. There's an odd, almost heroic level of charisma he carries. He likes people, and people tend to like him. He blames it on his lineage, as the Yakuza's Gold Mask was a symbol for Japan, not for justice or evil, but for the people. In a way he is for the people. They just so happen to come after himself. He puts himself first in almost all situations, he is The Force after all. 

Let's talk about The Force. He's a big fan of manifestation, and the forces that be. He talks a lot about energy and spirituality and how a person can will things to happen themselves. So in a way, he is not The Force, and in other ways, he most certainly IS. Regardless, he pays a great deal of respect to how things operate around him. He analyzes people and places with relative ease. At least, enough to where he knows how he fits... -which is all that really matters to him. He trusts his sense of direction, and will stick to his guns until proven otherwise. 

As a person who seems to have all the answers, and a deep sense of faith when he doesn't, he doesn't take much serious. There is a strong sense of "everything will work in my favor because I'm me." It's hard to convince him otherwise, because through to the fruit of his labor so far and some luck, it's been pretty true. He's a fox in every sense of the word; curious, playful and cunning. His evilness is hard to pin down, but that's what makes him so scary. He just seems like good spirit guy with a huge ego, but he can do heinous things and dish out vile orders without batting an eye. Part of it is because he's too desensitized to the yakuza life style. To be top dog, you need to master both chaos and order. He is master of neither, but that's actually what makes him such a big threat. He's always learning and more than willing to experiment with no fear of repercussions. That paired with his blind optimism disguised as foresight, makes him as dastardly as any other villain, if not WORSE.

Personal Life
Mother: He let her flee to a different country.
Father: He killed him
Siblings: He killed them
Extended family: Descendent of the Yakuza Vigilante "Gold Mask" (Quirkless)
History:

Aoi Irihi, a witch doctor of sorts. Even without a quirk, he saved many lives, and illness with his floral and vegetable oils as natural remedies. On top of that, the man raked in an absurd amount of money by the cash flow of his opiates. He was a legend amongst mortal men, and a god amongst giants. He was unquirked and yet the few who knew his secret would forever be in awe as the man went toe to toe with people who would threaten to destroy Japan. He was within the few crew of vigilantes to rise up against the newer quirked generations saturating the villain underground. While Aoi was a Yakuza himself, anyone who threatened the people subsequently threatened his enterprise, family and way of life. He'd defend these things to the core. And as his name got forgotten among the many vigilantes who fell alongside him, the next generation was hungry for their turn.



"Yo." Crashing through the wall, Nozomi arrived to the restaurant with a thug's head in the clutch of palm. The scene he arrived in was one of his clients at gun point. Obviously, all guns were now pointed at him. "Sheesh... tough crowd." He'd sit down, pretzel style and address the room, thug still in hand. "So who's in charge here?"

"Prince-sama!" The restaurant owner called with gratitude, though the man charge would smash his head into the table. He was tall with brown skin and flaming blue tattoos. Definitely not full japanese, honestly who cares? "A little out of your jurisdiction, yeah?" At No's cocky behavior, the stranger was unimpressed. No on the other hand, WAS. These men were efficient, and wore masks and cloaks. The tokyo masks always did have a more sleek exterior. What they gained in uniformity was weakness in No's opinion. It was why he was so dead set on remaining independent from the large groups. Now that he was getting noticed, by the big dogs, it was safe to to Kyoto had become a big dog of the Yakuza as well. Only one thing could come of it... a silent war in Japan's underground. So why feign, peace? The kid seemed to know what was happening before it even played it. For shits and giggles, he'd entertain the stranger. 

"Your name?"

"Burn... I've come from Shizuoka to lend you a hand as an advisor. Tokyo group sends it's regards. As a leader of a city between you, I hope to be a bridge between groups."

"Tokyo,eh? Hmmm. So they think I need an elite to be baby sitter? Fine. I'll takeover all of Japan anyway. I'm The Force, not them." He proclaimed. Most crime bosses were well within their 30s, but No was different. Through his systematic dismantling of his own clan and physical prowess in combat, he usurped power without much difficulty. It was done all on a whim when he realized he could run things much better.  "BUT, you come in destroying property, and disturbing my clients. This can't go unpunished." Nozomi finally stood up. Burn would accept his punishment, whatever it was. 

It was impressive. The teen would thrust his palm into man's chest sending him flying into the wall and multiple walls until finally reaching outside. Turning slowly to the group of masked men, "I will be paying for the repairs, you will be paying me back," He'd say, lending his client a hand to stand up. "Ah... y-yes. " Perhaps debt was better than death. 

Behind their masks, the lackies were highly confused. They really only came to escort Burn there safely. Were they okay to leave? Before one of them could even take a step toward the door from this situation. "You all work for me now!" The Force claimed it, and it had become fact. Nervously ,they yelled 'hai' in unison. 


"Okay~ Okay~, first order is to be taken to you grave. " With a burst of heat, he bifurcated the crowd in an instant with fire following right after it. There'd be the satisfying clink of him sheathing his blade. "They stole your peace from you, friend. So I gave them peace in return. The Force knows a giving heart. That means only good fortune can come from this. " He say before biting on a gold coin and leaving out of the front door rather than one of the gaping holes he created. From the rubble, Burn would dust himself off and follow behind Nozomi. 


Despite the Gold Mask being such a triumphant figure. His reign as a yakuza elite was short lived as hero culture began taking over. The yakuza was old news in this world... until super villains came into existence. With change often comes the passing of the old gaurd and the ushering of the new guard. The youngest of 5, Nozomi Soma was believed to be the lucky and only child in his family to manifest a quirk at 17. Many of his family had never developed a quirk. Perhaps it was an act of good fortune from the Gods above. He saw himself favored, and flaunted his powers when instructed to carry out missions for his clan. 

Despite the heritage, the clan had changed greatly through many marriages and families. What once was a well respected family, was now one of the scummiest and low down in all of Kyoto. It was okay though, but one day Nozomi had an epiphany. "I don't need this shit. I can start my own group and shape things how I want it." It was an immature thought, but he acted on it immediately. He practically erased every trace of his immediate family. From there, he started making a name for himself by taking on hits, and slowly growing a following with each success. 

As the sole survivor of his clan, many of his followings and even clients would joking call him the favored one. For a kid who already wasn't right in the head, this was perfect fuel. Maybe he needed a signature for his killings. As it came to be, many of the murders at his hands would leave his victims facedown in a large hand shaped crater. It was as if a Buddha had stamped them with his hand, crushing the life out of them. Yakuza members would jokingly call these as signs of Good Fortune, while the news would pick this up and dub him the "Fortune Killer."

As one year passed along, many of his clients began to call him Prince, or continued to call him Fortune, as most business he touched became wildly lucrative.  This only fed his soon to be super villain ego. He was a force to be reckoned with, rather he was an agent of the Force itself. Delusion of grandeur would swallow him up as he kept garnering this twisted king of fame. 

Quirk
Name: Hands from Above 
Quirk Type: Emitter
Power: The user is capable of exerting the pressure of his own fiery aura. The quirk manifest mostly in his shoulders, down to his arms and focused primarily into his palms, where it can manipulated or ejected. With all this power quite literally in his hands, his palms can feel very tough compare to normal skin. As far as potency goes, this quirk works in correlation to his fighting spirit, which admittedly is out of wack. He was raised a yakuza hitman, so his spirits were generally low, and often time combat seems mundane to him... -just a thing to do if his opponent isn't exciting or he doesn't have a good reason. While it is something pretty easy to figure out, that fact eludes him as he's only just manifested it a year ago. He's a complete beginner. With that being said, his quirk hardly even works most of the time. In an "inactive" state, the user simply has enhanced durability physicality, strength and only 30-50% of his true potential. When his aura is active, he gains 100%. 

Supermoves: 

Palm- A super strength palm strike. His aura does not need to be active in order to do this.

Pressure Palm- A giant aura made hand, slamming burning hot wind pressure into an enemy. It often leaves a handprint crater..(0-5 meters range)

Supermoves with Active Aura-

Suffering Palm- A palm strike to accept another person's pain(for an ally) or to insert his accumulated pain into his victim. The strike itself is incredibly tame compared to all his strikes, but arguably more dangerous as he attack a person's pain receptors. 

Golden Wind- By coating his swords in aura, he can sling slash attacks at his foes. These slashes not only cut but ignite whatever they touch in fire. 

Golden Wind, Excerpt- His only distance move. He will exert a blazing hot wind 5-30 meters in front of him

Fortune Edge- Pointing his blade, he will try to snipe a foe with a streak of his golden wind.  He can build this up and create a larger aura bullet over time for more destructive power but ultimately this is for speed, and sharpness. 

Golden Buddha, Grafted Palm- Another super strength palm strike, though this one send a blast of aura through an opponent, stamping a gold palm print into them. The grafted print is agonizingly hot and lasts for one post cycle, before flaking off and dissolving.

Eightfold Pressure Palm- A larger the life version of pressure palm. Not only isthere an instant explosion and immense physical weight and power exert, the blowback is indiscriminate, and affects Nozomi as well. (20 meters of the large size of the hand alone, the explosion has a 40m blast radius)

Eightfold Grafted Edge- A flick of the finger, or blade in the direction of his choice, and a large arc will rage forwards for 20 meters to cut and burn whatever is in its path. Victims will become temporarily torched, and the ground this slash crawls along with be scorched/molten. 

Stroke of luck: Not a move... nor a part of his quirk. He genuinely gets lucky sometimes. 

Drawbacks: 

While a seasoned combatant, he's a late bloomer when it comes to his quirk. He himself doesn't know much about it's weakness.

Water and Rain- While they don't affect his fighting spirit, they do affect his fiery aura. The heat of the moves are severely dwarf, and can only rely on raw power.

Fiery Aura- it's not a true flame, but a depiction of his fighting spirit. As such, every fire he creates will go out within one posting cycle. Essentially while he can deal big damage, there is no staying power of his fiery aura. It exists as a part of his body and can't survive without him. Those flames die off just like a leaf on a tree branch, and soon decaying. 

His personality/ Active Aura- His power level when his quirk aura is active and when it's not is night and day difference. Being "The Force" as he sees himself, he often thinks himself better than his enemy or may just be enjoying the battle. Unless he has a good reason to fight, or finds his enemy to be on par with himself. Rage definitely is a fuel, but how often does he even get mad?


Fighting Style: 
Despite his personality, his combat style is remarkably efficient even when accidents happen, or fate takes over the fight. The reason he can move so confidently is he's had enough battles to just check out and be on auto pilot or looking for some way to spice things up. While raised to be a killer, and applauded for his violent tendencies, he actually has an equal amount of pacifistic tendencies. He often won't engage in a lot of things. Often times, it's really a matter of what side of the coin you land on. Is Fortune on your side this time? In a way it's best to beat him while he's not taking you serious, because if he gets serious... your facing The Force that he keeps raving about.  

Just like he treat himself as a gift to the world, he considers himself a gift to the battlefield. Enemies must prove themselves to him. He executes fine tuned blade work, grabs, and strikes with power and speed. He has a laser focus that latches onto the person in front of him, making a better solo fight than a team mate. Fighting is a bit of a game to him. Most times he will sparingly use his quirk and learn about his enemy whilst just looking for a single opening to kill or knock his foe out in a efficient strike. He's a hard enemy, as he will quite literally let things play out at times. Whereas most villains fight aggressively, he's just trying to enjoy himself, and treat beating someone like solving a fun puzzle.