Post by Subtleknifewielder on Mar 23, 2023 19:43:36 GMT
Common Info
Name: Howell Davis
Alias: Howell does not have any aliases yet
Titles: Cook, tailor, and doctor in a pinch
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Place of Origin: Yellow Key Island
Bounty: 10,000 (for three very recent accusations of petty theft)
Physical Info
Visual Picture:
Physical description: Howell is a naturally pale-skinned man, a bit on the short side at 5 foot three, or 160cm. And yet for as pale as his skin naturally is, his hair is even paler, a bleached blond that looks white unless you get it under bright sunlight. His eyes, betraying his heritage from Yellow Key, are a soft golden color, and he has an old scar over one of them. Otherwise, his skin is surprisingly fairly flawless aside from hands calloused from physical labor.
Clothes: When not wearing a disguise, Howell tends to wear clothing that covers most of him aside from hands and head, frequently formal-looking tan or gold suits with a clip-on tie, plus gold-rimmed glasses and a gold watch on his right wrist, though the long sleeves of the suit jackets frequently cover the watch unless he's specifically pulling it up to look at it. When cooking he's still frequently in a suit, though he rolls the sleeves up for that and he has an apron, stained from years of use, that he puts over it to keep food from splattering on the suit. Even relaxing in less formal clothes, though, he doesn't tend to show a lot of skin, preferring long-sleeve shirts with high collars, and ankle-length pants. He will frequently go barefoot though unless he is in company that requires full formality (a pair of dress shoes serves for these occasions) or in an environment that makes covering them a necessity (such as extremely rough or freezing terrain, which get boots or sandals, whichever's more appropriate).
Defining feature: The scar over his eye is pretty prominent when he doesn't use makeup to hide it, and the gold watch is distinctive should the sleeve of his jacket slide up enough to let it gleam shine in the light.
Personal Items:
Briefcase: This contains a collection of books on a variety of subjects--and a decent number of play manuscripts as well.
Cigarettes: He doesn't smoke frequently, only when stressed, but he always has at least one pack on him for when he really needs it, though it doesn't really have a physiological effect on him anymore, only psychological, thanks to his fruit. (left jacket pocket)
Lighter: A click of this item and he can ignite his own gas for an attack--or light a cigarette if he needs it. (right jacket pocket)
Tailor's Kit: Pincushion for needles, thread, yarn, etc, at least some of which is kept in his pants pockets at all times for emergency use.
Typewriter: For when he has the itch of inspiration for his writing.
Wristwatch: The watch he always wears is not actually gold, it just looks like it because it's from his home. But he prizes it all the same. It has a simple engraving on the back--the letters H+Y surrounded by a heart. (right wrist)
(note--not everything is on him all the time, but if it's not on him it's still kept wherever he lives, and he's usually capable of packing up and going with all his belongings in a single trip when he needs to)
Personal Info
Personality: Howell is the kind of person who would prefer to talk (or trick) his way out of a situation rather than fight, on most occasions--he'd rather be trying to create a masterpiece, whether it be of writing, a good meal, or the ultimate disguise, he views all of these things as challenges worthy of his time. A fight is usually simply a necessity to get out of the way, if it is unavoidable. He is, however, not above lying as part of the talking if he figures it's what they want to hear, or because the subject is uncomfortable to him (asking about his family is one of those subjects, or about his writing before it's ready). Or sometimes, it amuses him to test and see how gullible a person is, but only someone he believes can take it or deserves it if they do believe it. And he is absolutely not above a practical joke or two now and then, especially if it's to pull the haughty down a peg or two, but sometimes just between friends is ok too.
Morals: He strongly believes that the more fortunate in life have a duty to help the less fortunate, whether that is through donating some of their wealth, possessions, or time. Doing charity work, where possible, is a major way to earn his respect. He also is a perfectionist--he strongly believes that if someone is doing something, it's worth doing right the first time.
Passion:
Acting: Howell is always acquiring manuscripts and memorizing them, and if there is a theater in town Howell will always try to find it to see what the local talent is like.
Cooking: He didn't expect to enjoy cooking, as it was a skill picked up more out of necessity to earn a living, but, well, he did, and now takes pride in doing it well. He also appreciates fine cooking done by someone else.
Writing: Not journaling or classical books, but he likes to write his own plays, based on his experiences. Or more accurately, he likes to type them using a typewriter, when possible.
Loathe:
Plagiarism: Someone taking credit for another person's hard work is despicable, whether physical labor or a creation of the mind.
Poverty: More specifically, seeing the poverty-stricken living side by side with those living lavishly, with the wealthy giving no care for the less fortunate.
Wasted Food: Does this really need more of an explanation?
Flaw: Howell does not take criticism well, whether it's about his recipes, his writing, his tailorship, or something else he's trying--he prefers to learn on his own terms, by making his own mistakes (or reading about others' without pesky verbal commentary). A surefire way to rile him up is to rip into the hard work he's put into something. It's one of the only ways a person risks him attacking them without trying to talk the situation down. Even constructive criticism is frequently hard for him to swallow, and that's with him recognizing its necessity. (At least he's not a hypocrite--he usually only offers constructive criticism to someone else when they ask him to.)
Personal Goal/Dream: Howell hopes to see a world where everyone's work can be clearly defined as their own, where the rich don't steal from the poor just because they have no recourse. And if he has to fight to make it happen where he can, so be it.
Defining Moment:
Howell never really understood how much privilege being born into a well-off family gave him. From the beginning he believed in a hard, honest work ethic at whatever he did. However, one particular incident when he was fighting to be recognized as a playwright and actor was what really opened his eyes to the way his home, and the world at large, tends to be.
He'd made friends along the way, several other aspiring actors and writers, but especially a man named Jonathan, and a woman who he had grown fond of called Yolanda. Each of them had auditioned to important roles in a local theatrical production, all of them wishing the others well, but Howell was the one to get the role. In celebration he invited them both out to eat, intending to treat them to the best the island had to offer--but he was confused when Jonathan angrily rebuffed him and accused him of bribing the director. Yolanda, confused, withdrew from both of them so that she could try and make sense of the argument.
Of course Howell knew nothing of what Jonathan was talking about, and he only got a few words before his friend stormed out, about how he'd apparently asked his family for help, which led to Howell wondering if his father had done something. When Howell confronted his father about that possibility, the man admitted fully to having made the bribe, making no apology about it, and in fact stated that those who had money like they did, had it as a sign from a higher power that they were meant to do big things, that such roles and achievements belonged to them by right.
It shocked the formerly naive Howell to the core to hear his father say that, and he angrily stormed out. That wasn't the moment he disowned himself from his family, but it wouldn't be long before he did, and set out to prove he could make it on his own, without his family's help. Even when it came to feeding himself (and sometimes those around him, even if he had to turn a blind eye to the theft of food here and there), let alone when it came to living his passions.
Devil Fruit Info (Only edit if you have eaten a devil fruit.)
Devil Fruit Name: Gas-Gas Fruit (Gasu Gasu no Mi)
Devil Fruit Type: Logia
Abilities: The gas-gas fruit allows the user to produce and transform into various kinds of gas, and manipulate any elements in gaseous form in their nearby surroundings, up to and including removing them from the environment by absorbing those gasses into their own body, though while able to remove specific gasses from the enviornment, the user cannot create a complete vacuum. They can, however, levitate, fly, and even radically alter their shape to fit into anything that a gas can fit into, compressing themselves inside a confined space or slipping through small cracks. Even with their body in gaseous form, the user can become dense enough to hold solid objects. Lastly, the user is immune to gaseous toxins and poisons. (Currently of active abilities of the fruit, he's only practiced how to go briefly intangible and hover, release small, precise amounts of gas into the enviornment, or starve out a small grease fire.)
Weakness: Aside from the standard weaknesses of devil fruits, the default gas the user transforms into is explosive, thus weak to fire, unless they consciously remove the oxygen from the environment to starve it out, and that does require conscious effort and concentration, which can be disrupted. The range at which the user can remove an element from the air around them is ultimately mid-ranged at absolute best, leaving the user potentially open to long-range attacks.
Special Moves: --Howell hasn't practiced a lot using his power yet in any flashy ways, trying to keep the fact he has devil fruit abilities on the down low, for obvious reasons. But that still hasn't stopped him from developing a technique or two that can be disguised as other things.--
Flambe Shot: Howell claps his pans together, subtly injecting a little more gas to make the fire poof out in a large fireball aimed at the enemy.
Grease Fire: He spreads the gas out over a wide area near the surface of something, so that when the pans impact the surface, it sparks and spreads rapidly, as if catching fire on actual grease that's spilled from the pan.
Tactics info
Personal Equipment:
Frying Pans: A pair of old, well-used cast-iron frying pans, almost comically large, that when a fight becomes necessary are the first things he reaches for.
Various implements in his Surroundings: Like the pans, he uses pretty much anything he can in his enviornment as a weapon when the need arises. Never underestimate the impact a meat cleaver can have, or a surprise needle to the eye, or a chair to the face, etc.
Skills:
Acting: He had dreams of being a stage performer once, and he worked hard for the skills necessary for it. He can pretend to be a haughty noble, or a filthy beggar, and do so convincingly to all but the most perceptive and paranoid, as long as he has the materials on hand for completing the disguise for the role.
Brawling: He's no martial artist, but while he doesn't like having to fight, he knows it's necessary from time to time. So he is not afraid to fight dirty with whatever's on hand.
Cooking: Howell frankly has an almost supernatural talent for turning even the most disgusting things palatable, and has a very, very good understanding of nutrition.
Disguises: Another skill acquired in pursuit of a stage career, learning how apply makeup and design costumes with the materials on hand became second nature. After consuming his devil fruit he turned it toward helping himself keep a low profile or at least a different profile, just in case the marines came calling for him, which helped him get even better at it, good enough no one has come hunting for him yet--that he knows of. Oh, and he can mend existing clothes too--obviously.
First Aid: While he's no full medical doctor, Howell can treat burns, sew up cuts, and disinfect wounds. He also knows antidotes for several common natural toxins, primarily the ones that are commonly ingested.
Improvised Weaponry: He's good at reading the enviornment to see what could be useful in a brawl--including the frying pans.
Tailoring: He's quite handy with a needle and thread, crocheting, etc, anything that requires sewing or similar skills. Helps in making the disguises.
Haki:
Until Haki is capable of being learned, this will stay empty.
Combat Style:
Howell tries to talk his way out of combat right up until a punch needs thrown, and then he's all in. He is not afraid to fight dirty, using underhanded tactics like eye gouging, kicks to the groin, attacking from behind, or even sometimes poison, to try and end it as quickly as possible. The first things he'll usually try to grab if they are within reach, are his pans to beat the foe back, often letting a little of his gas 'coat' the iron and subtly lighting them on fire with the lighter, to do extra damage with them, letting people think it's actually grease that keeps them burning. The only thing he absolutely won't do to win a fight, despite his usual willingness to lie, is pretend to surrender as a trick to get the enemy to lower their guard.
Techniques:
Crack the Egg: Howell swings both pans out wide and in toward a single point, usually an opponent's head, to smash into it at once from opposite directions with great force.
Fork: One of Howell's underhanded techniques. He extends two fingers, or something else with a pointy or semi-pointy end (needles, chopsticks, hell even the handles of the pans--almost anything will do), and gouges an enemy in the eyes to distract or blind.
Tenderizer: Howell rapidly beats at an enemy in a series of quick, blinding strikes over a wide area to ensure that at least some strikes should get through the enemy's defense. This technique can use weapons or nothing but his own body (fists, elbows, knees, feet, even a headbutt or two if he has to).
Name: Howell Davis
Alias: Howell does not have any aliases yet
Titles: Cook, tailor, and doctor in a pinch
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Place of Origin: Yellow Key Island
Bounty: 10,000 (for three very recent accusations of petty theft)
Physical Info
Visual Picture:
Clothes: When not wearing a disguise, Howell tends to wear clothing that covers most of him aside from hands and head, frequently formal-looking tan or gold suits with a clip-on tie, plus gold-rimmed glasses and a gold watch on his right wrist, though the long sleeves of the suit jackets frequently cover the watch unless he's specifically pulling it up to look at it. When cooking he's still frequently in a suit, though he rolls the sleeves up for that and he has an apron, stained from years of use, that he puts over it to keep food from splattering on the suit. Even relaxing in less formal clothes, though, he doesn't tend to show a lot of skin, preferring long-sleeve shirts with high collars, and ankle-length pants. He will frequently go barefoot though unless he is in company that requires full formality (a pair of dress shoes serves for these occasions) or in an environment that makes covering them a necessity (such as extremely rough or freezing terrain, which get boots or sandals, whichever's more appropriate).
Defining feature: The scar over his eye is pretty prominent when he doesn't use makeup to hide it, and the gold watch is distinctive should the sleeve of his jacket slide up enough to let it gleam shine in the light.
Personal Items:
Briefcase: This contains a collection of books on a variety of subjects--and a decent number of play manuscripts as well.
Cigarettes: He doesn't smoke frequently, only when stressed, but he always has at least one pack on him for when he really needs it, though it doesn't really have a physiological effect on him anymore, only psychological, thanks to his fruit. (left jacket pocket)
Lighter: A click of this item and he can ignite his own gas for an attack--or light a cigarette if he needs it. (right jacket pocket)
Tailor's Kit: Pincushion for needles, thread, yarn, etc, at least some of which is kept in his pants pockets at all times for emergency use.
Typewriter: For when he has the itch of inspiration for his writing.
Wristwatch: The watch he always wears is not actually gold, it just looks like it because it's from his home. But he prizes it all the same. It has a simple engraving on the back--the letters H+Y surrounded by a heart. (right wrist)
(note--not everything is on him all the time, but if it's not on him it's still kept wherever he lives, and he's usually capable of packing up and going with all his belongings in a single trip when he needs to)
Personal Info
Personality: Howell is the kind of person who would prefer to talk (or trick) his way out of a situation rather than fight, on most occasions--he'd rather be trying to create a masterpiece, whether it be of writing, a good meal, or the ultimate disguise, he views all of these things as challenges worthy of his time. A fight is usually simply a necessity to get out of the way, if it is unavoidable. He is, however, not above lying as part of the talking if he figures it's what they want to hear, or because the subject is uncomfortable to him (asking about his family is one of those subjects, or about his writing before it's ready). Or sometimes, it amuses him to test and see how gullible a person is, but only someone he believes can take it or deserves it if they do believe it. And he is absolutely not above a practical joke or two now and then, especially if it's to pull the haughty down a peg or two, but sometimes just between friends is ok too.
Morals: He strongly believes that the more fortunate in life have a duty to help the less fortunate, whether that is through donating some of their wealth, possessions, or time. Doing charity work, where possible, is a major way to earn his respect. He also is a perfectionist--he strongly believes that if someone is doing something, it's worth doing right the first time.
Passion:
Acting: Howell is always acquiring manuscripts and memorizing them, and if there is a theater in town Howell will always try to find it to see what the local talent is like.
Cooking: He didn't expect to enjoy cooking, as it was a skill picked up more out of necessity to earn a living, but, well, he did, and now takes pride in doing it well. He also appreciates fine cooking done by someone else.
Writing: Not journaling or classical books, but he likes to write his own plays, based on his experiences. Or more accurately, he likes to type them using a typewriter, when possible.
Loathe:
Plagiarism: Someone taking credit for another person's hard work is despicable, whether physical labor or a creation of the mind.
Poverty: More specifically, seeing the poverty-stricken living side by side with those living lavishly, with the wealthy giving no care for the less fortunate.
Wasted Food: Does this really need more of an explanation?
Flaw: Howell does not take criticism well, whether it's about his recipes, his writing, his tailorship, or something else he's trying--he prefers to learn on his own terms, by making his own mistakes (or reading about others' without pesky verbal commentary). A surefire way to rile him up is to rip into the hard work he's put into something. It's one of the only ways a person risks him attacking them without trying to talk the situation down. Even constructive criticism is frequently hard for him to swallow, and that's with him recognizing its necessity. (At least he's not a hypocrite--he usually only offers constructive criticism to someone else when they ask him to.)
Personal Goal/Dream: Howell hopes to see a world where everyone's work can be clearly defined as their own, where the rich don't steal from the poor just because they have no recourse. And if he has to fight to make it happen where he can, so be it.
Defining Moment:
Howell never really understood how much privilege being born into a well-off family gave him. From the beginning he believed in a hard, honest work ethic at whatever he did. However, one particular incident when he was fighting to be recognized as a playwright and actor was what really opened his eyes to the way his home, and the world at large, tends to be.
He'd made friends along the way, several other aspiring actors and writers, but especially a man named Jonathan, and a woman who he had grown fond of called Yolanda. Each of them had auditioned to important roles in a local theatrical production, all of them wishing the others well, but Howell was the one to get the role. In celebration he invited them both out to eat, intending to treat them to the best the island had to offer--but he was confused when Jonathan angrily rebuffed him and accused him of bribing the director. Yolanda, confused, withdrew from both of them so that she could try and make sense of the argument.
Of course Howell knew nothing of what Jonathan was talking about, and he only got a few words before his friend stormed out, about how he'd apparently asked his family for help, which led to Howell wondering if his father had done something. When Howell confronted his father about that possibility, the man admitted fully to having made the bribe, making no apology about it, and in fact stated that those who had money like they did, had it as a sign from a higher power that they were meant to do big things, that such roles and achievements belonged to them by right.
It shocked the formerly naive Howell to the core to hear his father say that, and he angrily stormed out. That wasn't the moment he disowned himself from his family, but it wouldn't be long before he did, and set out to prove he could make it on his own, without his family's help. Even when it came to feeding himself (and sometimes those around him, even if he had to turn a blind eye to the theft of food here and there), let alone when it came to living his passions.
Devil Fruit Info (Only edit if you have eaten a devil fruit.)
Devil Fruit Name: Gas-Gas Fruit (Gasu Gasu no Mi)
Devil Fruit Type: Logia
Abilities: The gas-gas fruit allows the user to produce and transform into various kinds of gas, and manipulate any elements in gaseous form in their nearby surroundings, up to and including removing them from the environment by absorbing those gasses into their own body, though while able to remove specific gasses from the enviornment, the user cannot create a complete vacuum. They can, however, levitate, fly, and even radically alter their shape to fit into anything that a gas can fit into, compressing themselves inside a confined space or slipping through small cracks. Even with their body in gaseous form, the user can become dense enough to hold solid objects. Lastly, the user is immune to gaseous toxins and poisons. (Currently of active abilities of the fruit, he's only practiced how to go briefly intangible and hover, release small, precise amounts of gas into the enviornment, or starve out a small grease fire.)
Weakness: Aside from the standard weaknesses of devil fruits, the default gas the user transforms into is explosive, thus weak to fire, unless they consciously remove the oxygen from the environment to starve it out, and that does require conscious effort and concentration, which can be disrupted. The range at which the user can remove an element from the air around them is ultimately mid-ranged at absolute best, leaving the user potentially open to long-range attacks.
Special Moves: --Howell hasn't practiced a lot using his power yet in any flashy ways, trying to keep the fact he has devil fruit abilities on the down low, for obvious reasons. But that still hasn't stopped him from developing a technique or two that can be disguised as other things.--
Flambe Shot: Howell claps his pans together, subtly injecting a little more gas to make the fire poof out in a large fireball aimed at the enemy.
Grease Fire: He spreads the gas out over a wide area near the surface of something, so that when the pans impact the surface, it sparks and spreads rapidly, as if catching fire on actual grease that's spilled from the pan.
Tactics info
Personal Equipment:
Frying Pans: A pair of old, well-used cast-iron frying pans, almost comically large, that when a fight becomes necessary are the first things he reaches for.
Various implements in his Surroundings: Like the pans, he uses pretty much anything he can in his enviornment as a weapon when the need arises. Never underestimate the impact a meat cleaver can have, or a surprise needle to the eye, or a chair to the face, etc.
Skills:
Acting: He had dreams of being a stage performer once, and he worked hard for the skills necessary for it. He can pretend to be a haughty noble, or a filthy beggar, and do so convincingly to all but the most perceptive and paranoid, as long as he has the materials on hand for completing the disguise for the role.
Brawling: He's no martial artist, but while he doesn't like having to fight, he knows it's necessary from time to time. So he is not afraid to fight dirty with whatever's on hand.
Cooking: Howell frankly has an almost supernatural talent for turning even the most disgusting things palatable, and has a very, very good understanding of nutrition.
Disguises: Another skill acquired in pursuit of a stage career, learning how apply makeup and design costumes with the materials on hand became second nature. After consuming his devil fruit he turned it toward helping himself keep a low profile or at least a different profile, just in case the marines came calling for him, which helped him get even better at it, good enough no one has come hunting for him yet--that he knows of. Oh, and he can mend existing clothes too--obviously.
First Aid: While he's no full medical doctor, Howell can treat burns, sew up cuts, and disinfect wounds. He also knows antidotes for several common natural toxins, primarily the ones that are commonly ingested.
Improvised Weaponry: He's good at reading the enviornment to see what could be useful in a brawl--including the frying pans.
Tailoring: He's quite handy with a needle and thread, crocheting, etc, anything that requires sewing or similar skills. Helps in making the disguises.
Haki:
Until Haki is capable of being learned, this will stay empty.
Combat Style:
Howell tries to talk his way out of combat right up until a punch needs thrown, and then he's all in. He is not afraid to fight dirty, using underhanded tactics like eye gouging, kicks to the groin, attacking from behind, or even sometimes poison, to try and end it as quickly as possible. The first things he'll usually try to grab if they are within reach, are his pans to beat the foe back, often letting a little of his gas 'coat' the iron and subtly lighting them on fire with the lighter, to do extra damage with them, letting people think it's actually grease that keeps them burning. The only thing he absolutely won't do to win a fight, despite his usual willingness to lie, is pretend to surrender as a trick to get the enemy to lower their guard.
Techniques:
Crack the Egg: Howell swings both pans out wide and in toward a single point, usually an opponent's head, to smash into it at once from opposite directions with great force.
Fork: One of Howell's underhanded techniques. He extends two fingers, or something else with a pointy or semi-pointy end (needles, chopsticks, hell even the handles of the pans--almost anything will do), and gouges an enemy in the eyes to distract or blind.
Tenderizer: Howell rapidly beats at an enemy in a series of quick, blinding strikes over a wide area to ensure that at least some strikes should get through the enemy's defense. This technique can use weapons or nothing but his own body (fists, elbows, knees, feet, even a headbutt or two if he has to).
