Yosuke Amagi from Inaba, eh? Seems like someone’s been playing P4~
But yeah, finally done, so here we go. Tell me I need to change anythin'.
Human
Name: Flynn Harris
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Flynn is a rather curious sight to behold; overall he might look quite dark and maybe even a bit intimidating especially from a distance, yet his mostly carefree expressions and smiles make him easy to approach despite that – much to his dismay. He stands taller than average at 6’ 1.5’’, with a very athletic build especially when it comes to his upper body due to all the physical activities he so enjoys. He also has a prominent tan for the very same reason, as playing soccer and the like under the Australian sun day after day leaves nobody unmarked. He has very sharp facial features and narrow eyes, both qualities giving him the look of someone a few years older.
He has messy, short black hair that’s slightly curly here and there, even though he does make the effort to straighten it out on a constant basis. His bangs reach down to hang over his eyes partly every now and then, but a quick brush often makes them keep away effectively enough. If not, he’s armed with hairpins. Yes, hairpins; he tried the whole headband thing for a while, but he didn’t like the feeling of his head being constantly under pressure. He refuses to cut his bangs either, saying they help in protecting his eyes from the sun. Truth is, he just likes them and doesn’t
want to get rid of them. Flynn’s eyes, as already mentioned are narrow, and although his general expression might be inviting, his eyes often aren’t. Too bad few people are able to notice that from their enthusiasm to talk to him. Their color is dark brown though it appears black unless under direct lighting.
As far as clothing goes, Flynn dresses mostly in dark colors, hoping he’d make people scram that way, with little to no luck. He favors a skintight, dark purple tank top with skulls and graffiti text printed all over it, on top which he often has a simple, black jacket that barely reaches his waist. He often keeps the jacket open, and whenever it gets even a bit warmer than usual, he’s quick to discard it completely, and even go shirtless, as he enjoys the sun immensely. His jeans are pretty regular and very loose, contrasting his tanktop quite well. He wears the jeans a bit lower than usual, with a belt to keep them from falling off completely. His shoes aren’t visible most of the time due to the overly long jeans, but it’s not like they’re interesting anyway; just a pair of sneakers he feels comfortable to run in.
Personality: The first thing you should know about Flynn is that… he isn’t really a peopleperson, despite his outwardly laid back appearance. He doesn’t really hate people per se; he just simply doesn’t see the point of wasting his free time with someone else and doesn’t understand why people need to constantly pester him with their company when it obviously isn’t wanted. He’s often told hanging out together is “fun”, but how could anyone have fun in a ragtag group of people, all with their different interests and personalities clashing and causing ruckus? He can only imagine the outcome to be chaotic, and he hates it when things aren’t orderly and under his control. He doesn’t mind a little unpredictability, but too much and he grows anxious, characterized by him fiddling with the closest object nearby until he can resolve how to solve the situation. Due to his somewhat control freakish behavior, you’re also hard pressed to see him angry or yelling; nothing screams ‘lost control just now’ better than bellowing your lungs out over a slight insult after all. So, while annoying him is extremely easy – just keep standing around in his vicinity long enough, he will find a reason why he finds you the most irritating waste of oxygen ever – getting him angry is a completely other story. He likes to keep his cool, and even when it comes to his irritation, you’re bound to notice it from his words and his carefully altered tone, not his actions or volume of voice. Of course, being so mild outwardly definitely has its disadvantages; if he weren’t smiling or generally looking so easy going, maybe people wouldn’t mistake him as interested in talking to them? Naturally, he’s yet to realize this and keeps pondering why people keep pestering him on a constant basis when he smiles at each passerby. He thinks it’s probably because others are stupid. Yeah.
Even if it might sound like it, Flynn isn’t a bad person however; he’s simply a very convicted loner. In truth he’s actually a very emphatic person and doesn’t like seeing people in pain or sad; if he does, he starts to feel compelled to go and help. The trouble is… have you seen how people react when you help them or comfort them? They get all clingy and thankful, and he absolutely hates that. Yes, he helped you, of course he did, he’s a fellow human being too, that doesn’t mean he
likes you or wants to be friends with you. He likes his me-time and he doesn’t want anyone injecting themselves in his life just because he happened to be nice to them. This is the main reason why he sometimes withholds from helping, as much as it admittedly pains him; he’d just confuse people into thinking he wanted their company. He often isn’t rude or mean at first when you come to talk to him, but he’ll gradually grow snarkier until you get the hint to leave him alone.
It might come as a surprise, but despite all that, Flynn is a teamplayer, at least when certain conditions are met. You see, he does have tolerance for people when he has to, i.e. if not getting along with them is extremely detrimental for him. So, since Flynn is as competitive as they come even if it rarely shows, and since he understands that certain activities simply require teamwork if you want to succeed, he’s ready to put in the effort to get along if needed. This basically means that he’s like a completely different person come Thursday and his basketball practice, for example; while Flynn’s in class or when his supposed friends try to ask him to hang out he’s the one to look up at you, tilt his head in confusion like you just asked him if he was from Mars and then promptly go back to whatever it was he was doing previously or, should you not get the hint, the one to very coldly inform you your company isn’t needed or close the door in your face if applicable. Yet, back in the gym during practice, he’s the guy who taps you on the shoulder and offers advice if he sees you’re struggling with anything, the guy who makes sure everyone has their waterbottles filled to ensure maximum performance and also the guy who’s quick to assume the role of the leader and take responsibility for everyone’s sake. This contrast to his usually behaviour is the other main reason as to why people come to talk to him and offer their company so often; Flynn was so nice and amiable during practice, why not hang out with him later too? Flynn doesn’t get that though, as he believes ‘friendship’ only lasts for as long as both benefit from it. They don’t need each other during his free time, so it’d be best if both parties kept their distance.
You might think Flynn’s behavior during practice is a ruse or a façade, but in truth it’s not; he really does feel a lot closer to people if he shares a common goal with them, especially if said goal is set high. You see, underneath his cool exterior, Flynn’s very passionate about winning and works hard to that end. He’s also ambitious as all heck, and hence won’t accept anyone else snatching the position of a leader if the spot’s available. He isn’t a follower, and while making compromises every now and then for common good is alright, he’d rather go off and do his own thing than follow anyone else’s lead for extended periods of time. The reason? He just can’t help feeling things would be done so much better if he were to lead, and that shows in the way he always criticizes the leader’s plans even when there’s no need to. He also has great admiration for power, and he wants to strengthen himself as much as possible, almost through any means necessary. That poses the risk of even casting away his empathy temporarily in order to better himself. That, coupled with his Digimon’s somewhat cunning and powerhungry nature, might just be the ingredients for quite the dangerous concoction somewhere in the future.
History: Flynn was born in Newcastle, Australia to a lawyer mother and a teacher father. He was an only child for the longest time; a fact he was very glad about as ever since he was a kid he always preferred his own company to that of anyone else’s. He wasn’t shy per se, and as such his parents’ attempts to ‘encourage’ him did nothing to help. Rather they annoyed him even more, and made him dislike socializing even more. He tried to constantly point out that he wasn’t too shy to talk to people, he just didn’t
wantto talk to people, period. He still wasn’t meant o them, and it wasn’t like he was planning on growing up a hermit and moving to the mountains either, so he didn’t see what the big deal was. His parents, both very outgoing and social however, saw his extreme introvert behaviour as a flaw that would most likely cause trouble for their son in the future, and as such they didn’t stop trying to help him. They took him to various gatherings of kids and shoved him in the middle of playing kids, hoping he would befriend them. Unfortunately for them, the more they tried to drag him out of his shell, the more he fought back and the further in he retreated; while at first he was just a bit reluctant to spend time with others, eventually he came to abhor being the center of attention and questions.
And then, at the age of six, he got a kid brother. And by god, he didn’t think there could be a creature more annoying anywhere in the world. The kid just kept crying and crying and his parents, being busy with their jobs, often asked him to care for the bundle of snot. And Flynn did for months, until he came across an advertisement for basketball. That was it! His ticket away from the annoying baby. So that very night, he told his parents he was interested in joining the local basketball team and his parents, thrilled that he was finally willing to go outside and interact, happily promised to pay for a nanny to take care of his little brother so he could go and focus on his hobby. Mission accomplished, was all that went through young Flynn’s mind back then. He didn’t really plan to do much during practice, but he had always been an ambitious kid, even going so far as taking time on how long it took for him to put together a jigsaw puzzle and then trying to beat his time later, and as such it didn’t take him all that long to get completely absorbed in his newly found hobby. Granted, it did take him a few years to get completely accustomed to the fact he needed to play as a part of the team, but for the sake of faring better in tournaments, he did his best. As years passed he took on more athletic hobbies as well, partly to escape his brother’s negative age, partly because he found himself enjoying sports and the rush tournaments brought immensely. While basketball always remained as his main sport, he experimented with baseball, football, track and various other things, building up his interaction ability more and more along the way. Of course, that was only during practice. He never answered the calls made by his teammates during his freetime, nor did he care to take part in the team’s celebratory events after winning.
Eventually Flynn’s parents got more free time from work and were able to better care for his little brother, meaning he no longer had to evade the responsibility by going to various sports practices. By then however, sports weren’t just a means to avoid his kid brother anymore but rather a way for him to realize his ambitions. He wouldn’t have stopped even if he had been paid, as they say. His attitude when not partaking in sports remained however, and as such, even though Flynn had many friends on paper from his various hobbies and club activities, those he interacted with outside practice hours could still easily be counted with just one hand. He preferred it that way though.
A week or so ago the family traveled to Japan on a family vacation. The family’s mother had always held a fascination towards anything even remotely Asian, and Japan had been the number one country she had wanted to visit ever since she was a teenager. Flynn wasn’t all that thrilled to go, but it wasn’t like he had a choice in the matter. And so he soon found himself wandering the streets of Tokyo in search for a gym of some sort to keep himself in shape. Well, at least until he got a strange e-mail. He couldn’t speak a word of Japanese, but he did catch the address, written out in English. He pondered what the message could be about, but as he had just recently filed in an application for a two week karate course to spice up his vacation, he figured it had something to do with that and decided to go check it out just in case. If he was wrong then he was wrong, no harm done. …Right?
Colour of Digivice: Dark purple
Digimon
Species: Sangloupmon
Name: Marchosias
Gender: Male
Personality: Marchosias is a proud creature, definitely to a fault. He holds himself in high regards and doesn’t take advice, criticism or orders from anyone save for Flynn, who he holds a certain respect for. The boy is
his human, after all, naturally he has to be destined for great things as well. To him, only two distinct kinds of Digimon exist; the Weak, useless Digimon not worth his attention, and then the Strong, Digimon who surpass even him and who he absolutely must get to destroy to prove his worth. The latter’s blood he enjoys highly, and will only suck the blood of the weak if extremely vital.
He is generally very calm and collected, not thinking it worth it to get riled up. However, when in a fight his savage nature gets exposed, and he will not stop until his opponent is no more. There are no draws in a fight with him, and he will not cease until only one of the fighters remains standing, alive. He lusts for power and will do anything in his power to attain it, even if it means eating up his companion Digimon in the process. He’s definitely one you want to look out for, as despite his pride, he’s not above attacking someone’s back should it be turned to him. Luckily he listens to Flynn quite a bit, even if he does try to sway him to leave behind the other, foolish humans behind and ride with him to glory, those getting in the way be damned. He becomes even worse once he evolves, while his Dracumon form on the other hand…
Digivolution line: Bommon -
Missimon -
Dracumon -
Sangloupmon -
Cerberumon -
Barbamon
Differences: In his Sangloupmon form, Marchosias’s fur is a lot darker than his peers’, appearing almost black. His tail is also significantly longer and bushier, a fact he takes great pride in. As Cerberumon his eyes are red and the horns atop his head a lot more prominent, again with a longer and stronger tail. As Barbamon his beard is black and his ears are curved, resembling the ears he has when in his canine forms. He also has a somewhat thin tail resembling the one regular Cerberumon have. As Dracumon both his green eyes (the one on his head and the one in his palm) are yellow instead, and his teeth sharper than others’. Finally, as Missimon his green parts are purple. There are no differences worth noting in his Bommon form.
