Rothis Waltex'ran (Better known as MC Kikwi)

Discussion in 'Accepted Characters' started by Razgriz, May 12, 2012.

  1. Razgriz

    Razgriz Leader of the Revolution reg

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    Name: Rothis Waltex'ran (Better known as MC Kikwi)

    Age: 20

    Gender: Male

    Race: Kikwi

    Place of Origin: Lost Woods

    PWC: 1/3/4

    Treasures: Conceal (free)
    Illusionist (free)
    All-night mask (20 rupees)
    Bottomless bottle (40 rupees)
    Commshell (10 rupees)
    Shell Transfer (10 rupees)
    20 Rupees

    Bottomless Bottle (open)
    Bottomless Bottle
    Original: Razgriz, Magic Tier - Utility
    [Conjuration], [Clone]


    W5: 20
    W4: 30
    W3: 40
    W2: 60
    W1: 120

    Taking the appearance of a glass bottle, metal hip flask, or similar item, the bottomless bottle provides an effectively endless supply of a single, mundane (basically no potions or magic) liquid. By placing some of the liquid to be made into the bottle then closing and shaking it, it will mysteriously become full, and even if poured indefinitely will never run out. The liquid can be "changed" in this way as many times as the user wishes so long as he has a sample of liquid to change into (even if the bottle has made it before). Note that the liquid will come out the same way it went in, so mucky water will come out mucky water, and pure, fresh juice will come out pure, fresh juice.


    Height: 2' 2"

    Weight: 24 lbs.

    Equipment: Modified Turn-table (has a detachable disc turner, which is often carried, and a wheeled stand containing a few improvements), Odd earmuffs (effectively noise cancelling headphones), Street clothing, business cards.

    Appearance: Rothis has the appearance of a normal Kikwi, having black and white fur which "spike" into each other as they meet and is almost constantly puffed out. He keeps himself well-groomed at all times, and for it his fur is much softer than others of his race. He is mildly taller than the average Kikwi and keeps a lean build as well. However, because of his fur which often puffs out, this detail is lost on many and appears to have a more normal or even somewhat bulky build. He wears street clothing almost regardless of the situation and is often seen with a set of strange earmuffs (being the only reason he hasn't gone deaf). Finally, he is incredibly cute, even for a Kikwi, given his soft fur, lean build and poofy appearance.

    Personality: Rothis is an extremely outgoing person, and fancies himself a ladies' man, and seems to have an strange ability to pick up (or be picked up by, literally) the fairer gender (of course they simply want to hold something so cute). He is also quite energetic, and given how he parties and works, many would assume he doesn't need sleep, really though, he simply sleeps when it's conveinent, usually during the day. Rothis is actually very intelligent, contrary to what his speech or actions might indicate, it's just that he has little interest in intelliectual pursuits. MC avoids combat whenever possible, preferring to talk his way out of such situations, or run and trick his way to victory (actually just survival). There have been situations where such tactics didn't work, and he has been in enough of these to become a somewhat competant fighter; being capable of beating rats, cats and even some species of dog.

    Residence: An apartment in Hyrule Castle Town, with a small shop below it, used to maintain and modify his turn-table.

    Pet:A falcon he named Rapta J, in truth it first saw MC in the streets of Hyrule Castle Town, the DJ having passed out after a night of party, and thought he was food. Even after having been pecked repeatedly, MC simply believed the bird to be waking him up. Over time they again met several times (often in a similar situation), until it simply began following the Kikwi, waiting for him to doze off again. The Kikwi falsely believed him to have taken a liking to him and his music, and encouraged the bird to continue, often with food. This however, quickly made J loyal to MC, and began following him, even not trying to eat the Kikwi when it fell asleep. Now it often seen around the Kikwi's apartment, in the sky, or at one of his shows; bobbing his head to the beat.

    Backstory: Rothis was born into particularly large family of Kikwis, each having some natural talent; except Rothis of course. Where as the others in his family quickly found their talents in science, art, the military and other fields. Rothis only seemed able to ruin other people's work, he could fiddle with machines, but never really improve or repair them, time and time again that seemed to be all he was good. It even got to the point where his family considered making him a sapper, so that at least he wouldn't be a complete failure. As he grew older, his family only grew more frustrated, he seemed to be breaking more things while his talents stagnated and was only interested in attended the parties that were occasionally held. The final straw came while he was changing a record and accidentally scratched it with the needle, creating a momentary sound and ruining the disk. This nearly sent the others into a rage, who kicked him out with few rupees, demanding that Rothis only return once he had found his calling and excelled at it. Only a few were sad to see their brother go.

    In truth, Rothis had grown tired of them too, being glad to at least be left with a few rupees to live off of. With this he left the lost woods, one of the first Kikwi's to do so, and began looking for someone to take him in, preferably someone who could also point him to some great parties. At last his search lead him to Hyrule Castle town, and began working as a machine technician. He absolutely hated the job, staying only because it kept busy and gave good pay; so he could attend parties at night. He knew the main reasons they kept him around was because he could fit into small spaces and as a novelty, as few Kikwis were known at this point. As the latter began to fade, it became quite obvious that his size couldn't really justify his wage, and began searching for another source of income. It came to him as he wandered the streets one day, passing by a store selling all sorts of gizmos, he saw a turntable not too different from the one that got his family raging at him.

    Then it came to him, if he could make that noise multiple times without ruining a disc, and if he could alter the pitch and crank the volume, he could make a living off it. Even when he bought the thing the store-keeper was so happy to get rid of it he through in a dozen strange records, of a music either so new and coming or so old and forgotten it was completely foreign to everyone. Even with the records, he got ripped, the thing barely worked, and the sound quality was horrible, almost intangible. And so he worked obsessively on making it in his mind's image, replacing and testing needles, cleaning and tuning up the motor, replacing and rebuilding the horn; among others. This was not the end of his trials however, he still had to master his new found instrument, and money was indeed short. It took a week for the sound to sound pleasant, and almost a month for it become cohesive and work with the music. In the end it took almost two months to be stage ready, having to rejoin his old machine team for the money and little sleep.

    Finally, he was stage ready, even while he obsessed over it, he'd had only a little over a month's practice, and was only brought on because of how unique he sounds. The club's crowd waited, eyes seemed to glare and pierce his mind, lights dimmed and what little chatter there was slipped seemed to drown in the darkness. His finger quivered as it lowered the needle to the record, and the first note escaped the device. The patrons looked amongst each other, quizzical at the strange music. Still, it was just a record, and they didn't pay just to listen to a record. And so with a deep breath, the Kikwi placed his hand just above the spinning disc, knowing that this performance meant his dream being realized, or shattered utterly. With a quick forward gesture he pushed the disc past the needle, and an odd note vibrated through the air, quickly followed by another. Now the audience started move, enjoying the new found entertainment and trying to dance to it. In that moment he knew he succeeded, and the show went on long past it's scheduled time.

    After that, his music quickly caught on and he began playing at larger and more well known clubs and establishments, becoming a celebrity in the process. He also made tweaks to his turn-table, increasing the sound output and range, and finally being able to party at leisure. Finally, he began living it up.
  2. Quill

    Quill Leaf on the Wind reg

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    ACCEPTED.

    There's nothing wrong with your treasure, Raz, I was just venting on you, and I apologize for my actions. Have fun with MC!

    I think maybe you should bump the treasure up 5 rupees, though :tpr: