KUROKAMU (Isamu Mizushimi) [Vigilante]

THE BASICS

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Isamu is quite the dense lad, weighing in at 700 lbs (give or take several pounds), and towering at 7 feet 2 inches. He’s quite easy to pick out in a crowd, for better or for worse, and appears very similar to a crocodile on two legs. He possesses a long snout filled to the brim with razor sharp teeth, and scales to boot! Thanks to his genetic quirk, Isamu’s body is covered in green scales, and has an impressive muscle mass. Seriously, the dude is built like a brick wall. Though his hands don’t have the trademark slicey bits most crocs do, and are just regular old, plan jane, human fingies. He’d love to have more tattoos too! Only it’s really hard to get a needle into those tough scales (gives him crocodile tears when he thinks about it) Finally, the big boy here possesses a very large tail that acts how any tail would, whether it’s used for smashing, grabbing, or just causing a mess, it gets in the way a lot.

Normally you’ll find scaleyman here dressed in a variety of custom tailored outfits, cus Big and Tall doesn’t accommodate for him and his tail. While working in his self owned establishment The Parched Lizard, the lad dresses nicely, donning black slacks, a white button up shirt (with rolled up sleeves, mind you), and a black vest. All of his work clothes are meticulously ironed, even though most irons don't fit his ham hands. Everyday wear is usually just as nice too! Isamu is a classy gent, and usually wears nicely ironed slack of either black, blue, or tan colors, and button up shirts with a wide variety of colors! (he’s not too much of a stickler for monotone, and his favorite color is purple!) Footwear is hard for the big boy, wearing a size 18 shoe, and is usually black, non-slip, and puncture resistant boots!

PERSONALITY

Whew boy, there is a -lot- to unpack here. Isamu is a very simple man, with a lot of depth. His entire drive for becoming a vigilante isn’t to catch the bad guys, to disrupt the status quo, he just wants to have his bar remain intact. AND IT CAN’T BE INTACT WITH THESE UNCIVILIZED MANCHILDREN BLOWING UP TOWN! -Ahem- Yep, the reason why he wants to fight bad guys is so he can run his establishment in peace. Aside from that, he has no real drive to be recognized officially, or to be noticed. Just stop. All the lizardman wants to do, is to f-ing sleep and pour people incredibly strong drinks.

He’s a refined lizardman too, yep, despite the cliches, he’s not all brawn! He went to Uni to earn a business degree to open up his own bar. He’s exceptionally motivated, and does what he does well. Primarily he chose bartending because he gets to meet so many new and interesting people everyday! Coming from an extremely rural town in Japan, the lizardman never got out much, and when he did, it was the same, boring, people, day, after, day. Other than that he’s especially passionate about people’s quirks! He loves seeing what others can do (when performed as parlor tricks) and the pure variety there is in the world. Hell, he’s just a man that wants to experience lots of things. Various alcohols, fashion senses, people, you name it! He believes that life is far too stagnant to stay settled in the same old position and place your entire life! Hell, one day he wants to close shop for a couple years and try out teaching, or backpacking! He just wants a full life.

Years of bartending work has even made ol’ scaley here incredibly cultured, refined, and charismatic! Sure, he can’t lead nations, or motivate people to die for him, but he can motivate you to give him an extra 500 yen tip! So while not a gentle giant, lizardman here is suave. A smooth talker. He loves hyping people up, “Did you lose some weight today Yumi? You look outstanding! Itachi, my man! Did you finally destroy those silly leaf ninjas? No? Well i’m sure you have it in you!” While appearing to be a terrifying mass of muscle and teeth, Isamu here is actually just a bro. He’ll pour you a glass of bourbon, and listen to your life stories, like about how your entire family got massacred and you want to wreak havoc upon hero society for making it just that bad for you, he’s just a good listener, and smoothtalker.

Of course, no man is perfect, and Isamu here has some baggage. He gets overwhelmed pretty easily and has a hard time venting his feelings to others. He tries to be this big pillar of radiance, but it’s tough for him sometimes. Isamu has major social anxiety about his appearance, especially due to his upbringing. He looks more like a monster than a man, and it gets to him pretty badly. He has a hard time believing that anyone will genuinely love him, or care about him really. Hell, the name of his bar was an attempt to give him more confidence being a lizardman. Yet, how can someone love you if you don’t exactly have lips for kissing, or dwarf everyone around you, he just wants to hold someone’s hand without having to crouch down. Honestly, the dude hates his size, his muscles, all of it. He’d much rather be a regular joe than be what he is. Of course, he does try to own being himself, and his self-loathing ways have gotten better with age, it is still a struggle to this day sometimes...

BACKGROUND HISTORY

On a dark and stormy night, GOJIRA! Nah, just kidding. Isamu Mizushima was born a splendid thirty-six year ago to a simple farmer, and marine biologist (talk about an odd couple) The two met while Ayame was doing some research on local wildlife, and Junji was working hard in the fields. (His strength being equivalent to ten oxen) It was a bit of a forbidden love, but hey, the year’s 23XX, get with the times people! The two settled down together after their marriage, being pretty traditionalist Christian, and after a couple years came out Isamu! The light of the two’s lives. Well, sorta. It takes some getting used to when your baby is covered in scales. Thought he was a demon and all that nonsense, yada yada yada. However; the two were pretty compassionate people, and Isamu was their son. Nothing would change that. So the three began a pretty happy life. Well, kinda. You see Isamu had a pretty rough time with people growing up. Bullys even exist in the future sadly. Ya see, Isamu was much larger than his peers, and is practically a bipedal crocodile. So out of fear and jealousy, Isamu was kind of segregated from the other boys and girls.
So with people being absolute turds to him, on top of his own self-hatred due to his appearance, Isamu became extremely introverted. You’d think he’d be fine, extreme muscles, and an intelligence to boot, but nah, the emotional wear and tear was hard on the kid. Isamu did fairly okay in school, but in most cases refused to use his quirk, save for when he’d get home and help his Pa tend to the fields. He wasn’t necessarily as strong as Papa, but he’d help the best he could. That’s how life went really. Isamu never really broke out his mold, and never thought he’d amount to much. Granted, the only thing that he hated more than himself, and the relentless bullying, was how stagnant living out in the middle of nowhere was. Everyone knew everyone, there wasn’t anywhere to visit, and it was just bland. Though, as luck would have it, Isamu saw an advertisement for a University about business degrees, and to make yourself into your own man! It was… Oddly motivational. So rural lizard boy packed his bags when he came of age, kissed Mama and Papa goodbye (lots of crocodile tears were shed in the process) and off he went!

The city was hard on him though. He towered over everyone still, and while mutation quirks were exceptionally present, it still made Isamu kind of self conscious. Though Isamu wouldn’t let that slow him down, he pushed himself to remain motivated because there was no way he’d go back home, and school helped a lot. Having to live with a roommate, people that didn’t know him, and didn’t care that he was seven feet tall and hefty. In his spare time Isamu began focusing on his quirk in the downtime. Granted he used a lot of his strength, tail, and moncher growing up so he was already pretty well versed in what he knew of it. So dedicated weight training of his tail, muscles, and testing his muscular endurance. Isamu even decided to take up some Muay Thai in his spare time to have a positive outlet for his more flairs of anger. Plus the customer support skills he learned working as a server (which he didn’t hate surprisingly) allowed for Isamu to come out of his shell.

After graduation, Isamu found himself lucky enough to get a loan for a small run down building that he spent the following year repurposing into a business. The next year, The Parched Lizard had successfully opened! Businesses was a bit shaky at first, but locals knew of Isamu, and him being a crocodile man kind of sold it through word of mouth. Loads of single (or unhappy) middle-aged moms frequented the bar, and life was good. Renovations were made a few years down the road to add a lot more appeal to the bar, and no one was barred from entrance. Plus the fact that if you wanted a strong drink that was exceptionally cheap, but wasn’t harsh. For some reason Isamu was a miracle worker with alcohol, and an expert in mixology.

Granted in a super powered society, not all businesses were deemed safe from the machinations of villainous folk, and the boombastic power of heros. So after having to fix his store’s window, door, and replenish his alcohol cabinets several times, Isamu had enough of it. So he made some calls, got some imported goods that were somewhat illegal, or highly restricted at the very least, and Kurokamu was born. He didn’t become a vigilante out of some strict moral code, and becoming a hero was just so much work. He didn’t even want to be well known either. Isamu was just tired of having to fix up the messes others caused, and he deemed the police to be a bit too slow. So Kurokamu (taking from the Japanese crocodile, and bite) made it his new part time job to beat the shit out of thugs, tie them up, and throw them out of his “turf”. Usually these wackjobs were low budget thieves, or some goonies that thought their quirks were hotshit. Of course, most just ran after seeing a seven foot something muscle bound beast stare them down, some needed a heavier approach, but yeah. Life resumed and Isamu’s identity was kept secret for the most part. Granted some folk have a hunch that he has been doing extra muscle work on the side, and are thankful for it, so they haven’t brought it up.

That’s how life continued for the last six years, Isamu just persisted. Granted, life is a fickle mistress, as is destiny. Who’s to say that the story of life begins in the story of a caterpillar, for butterflies still have much to tell. Isamu is a butterfly of his own merit, and though he is well past any new heroics, a door to a new age, or part of the next generation, he has some bite left in him. So who’s to say what the future holds for our Crocodilian Bartender. Perhaps he will be shoved out of his nest, and into a world he has not prepared for.

THE ARMORY

Hero Suit!: Honestly, Isamu didn’t invest that much in this suit. Jet-black in color, the jacket of the suit is made out of well made leather that made his broad shoulders even more pronounced. His mask is designed to somewhat hide his identity as well, as it connects seamlessly to his snout to make his head look more akin to a dragon, as opposed to a crocodile, lame i know, but his taste in fashion had to run out somewhere. Finally he has pretty simple black denim pants, and military grade boots (that cost a pretty penny).

QUIRK & SKILLS

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NILE CROCODILE PHYSIOLOGY

TYPE: Mutation
RANK/LEVEL: C
SUMMARY:
This quirk manifested as a genetic mutation, giving the user the strength crocodiles naturally possess. The scope of this quirk is incredibly diverse in nature. The main threat of this quirk is the user’s bite, as a Nile Crocodile possesses an incredible bite PSI ranking at 5,000, while humans reach a near 162 PSI. The bite force allows for the user to bite through steel with ease. The mutated user also has an incredibly high density, allowing for extreme muscular strength, the owner can reach a max bench press of roughly 800 lbs, depending on the day. In addition the owner possesses a thick scaly skin, making small arms fire and knives being unable to penetrate the skin, added to this, the user’s potent density allowing for their strength also allows them to take a beating. Added to this the user can survive for long periods under water, for roughly an hour and a half (10ish posts??), and has a swim speed of 20 mph. Finally, the owner possesses a strong tail that can be used as an additional limb, or for restriction, their tail being strong enough to propel them out of the water.


WEAKNESSES/LIMITATIONS:
- Extreme temperatures!: Due to his cold-blooded nature, Isamu hates both extreme heats and chills. Making the use of both ice or fire quirks extremely potent against the lizardman
-No sweat glands!: Just like his crocodile brothers, Isamu doesn’t possess sweat glands, and overheats incredibly easily, while he doesn’t have low stamina compared to civilians, his stamina is worse than the average UA student. Granted if he stays cool, not frigid, his stamina can be slightly better. (Usually overheats in about seven posts, but goes up to ten if it is raining)
-Ouch my teeth: Yeah, Isamu can bite through sheets of steel (about car steel density) but it doesn’t mean he’d want to as it could severely mess up his teethies. (And he doesn't have dental)
-My snout!: Isamu has an incredibly potent bite strength sure, buuut crocodiles can’t exactly open their jaws very easily, so if you get your hands, or duct tape around Isamu’s snout, you’ve easily crippled his moncher.

RANK/LEVEL: D
SUMMARY:
On top of his years of business learning, Isamu took Muay Thai in Uni for years to help cope with his anger issues and self-loathing. He’s incredibly well-versed in the boxing skill, allowing him to feint, parry, and grapple in combat. Granted he’s not even close to military class, or even that deep in learning the skill, as he hasn’t practiced for several years.

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