- xName: Hitoshi Shigeru
xKnown as: The Silent King
xAge: Twenty-eight
xSex: Male
xSpecialty: Taking control, intimidation, getting around without being noticed or heard,
xxxxxxxxxxnetworking, and skilled kills with medical precision.
xUsername: Helaku Hai
Twenty-eight ○ Male ○ From (born in) Dallas, TX, USA || Mostly lived in: Tokyo, Japan
Also note - I am fairly short. I only stand at five feet and two inches.
" One of the things about powerful people
is they have the ability to make it look easy "
is they have the ability to make it look easy "
everyone knows me as { The Silent King }.
XXXXXMost use the rank system to help conceal my identity. As another precaution, we've also taken on fake names: Hitoshi Shigeru. It's pretty much useless.
meet me in { my school }.
XXXXXLet me enlighten you. My job here is to provide the students that attend my school with an education and the skills to be a great hitman. I have contacts all over the world and I'm the one that puts together the client lists, making sure that all jobs are completed, even if that means sending someone else to finish the job. I beat the ever loving s**t out of disobedient students, and occasionally use those students as experimental guinea pigs for my medical concoctions, for class demonstrations that usually involve a gratuitous amount of pain and/or humiliation, and whatever else I feel like.
Should the need arise, I also teach or help out in these classes: Geography, Ancient History, World History, European History, US History, Medieval Torture, Algebra I & II, Statistics, Anatomy, Biology I & II, Chemistry I & II, Business, Interrogation Studies, Psychology (with sociology thrown in for balance), Art of Exfiltration & Infiltration, Defense, Evasion Techniques, Hand-to-hand Basics (if basics count as having your a** handed to you every fifteen minutes), Mixed Martial Arts, Stealth Class, and Survival of the Fittest (when there's enough students enrolled that meet the high requirements, considering that I do kill students off in this class).
I also help out in the clinic from time to time, but so far, there isn't a student at this school that wants to receive my medial attentions.
my job requires me to be { controlling }.
XXXXXBut catch me off work, and I'm a little like this... A loyal and reserved kind of person. I'm a quick thinker on my feet and I have a sharp intuition. All the better for offing people. I've got a rather large sadomasochistic streak and, as a hitman, I generally like to work alone since other people tend to get in my way. I've got a lot of patience when it comes to planning and carrying out that plan, and I can think of plenty of ways to alter my plan of action if need be. I'm a great strategist, which is why I climbed the ranks at Briarhart so quickly. I could be pegged as a sociopath. I also think that death and the human body are highly interesting, I am a great observer, and I am even better at killing people and finding ways to kill people. My favorite way to kill is to get up close and personal or to at least leave a mess for people to find somewhere (because I have to practice for those open body exams some how). People have a very hard time tracking me as the killer. I like that. While I am the King, I'm still not afraid to go and do the dirty work. It's my favorite part actually. When I needs to be, I'm a business man first, and a killer second. That doesn't mean that I wouldn't rather just kill you and move on though, but some rules have to be followed.
If I ever had someone that I was serious about and they were serious for me, oh man. I'd crumble like sand for my lover. If I didn't shoot him first. I wouldn't quite... come to terms with my feelings yet and hopefully, my lover wouldn't be dumb enough to bring it up. And let's also hope that this person would be a masochist, because let's face it, my fascination for blood does not stop at the bedroom door. There's no doubt that I would make more than fifteen attempts on my lover's life, and the only reason they might still be alive is because it would seem that I wouldn't be able to go through with it (yet). That's not to say that they would leave the scene uninjured. Probably close to critically injured, atually. Someone's going to need a lot of patience (and blood to lose), to be the apple of my eye. If they stay alive for that long.
Who needs a heart anyway, right? Guys like me just need a bit more time to sort things out, yeah?
want to know { more }?
XXXXXI shouldn't share too much information with someone like you. I moved from America to Tokyo when I was ten to live with my father once my mother had died and had been there ever since. I got into the underground a bit early, or late, depending on how you see it. I joined the lower ranks of the Yakuza when I was thirteen and I have been involved with them ever since. Originally it was simply to make money for school expenses, because even with my Father's help and scholarships, I didn't have enough. I wasn't until later that I found out my Father also worked for the yakuza. My aunt on my mother's side found it appalling and she took Masago away with her to Kyoto. My Father figured that it would be bet for her, and he did not know at the time that I ran in the yakuza circle as well, but figured that I was a good kid since I did so well in school.
Not only did I tend to ace my classes in school, but also was gaining a lot of respect in the underground as Silence. By the time I turned sixteen (young as ******** to the old geezers i had to deal with), I was the oyabun (boss) of the Kage Shi (Shadow Death) Yakuza - having the title bestowed on him by the former Oyabun on his death bed. Needless to say that not a lot of people were happy with it, and I brutally killed off any opposition, both inside and outside of the gang. After a few months, there wasn't anyone left standing that wasn't following me out of fear or respect. My intuition, strategic planning, and problem solving skills have allowed the gang to flourish more than its predecessor. It was around this time that I was called on by Briarhart to attend the school. Nice for me, I'd gained quite a few loyal followers to keep an eye on Tokyo while I was gone.
As expected, within a few months, I'd established a commanding presence at Briarhart among the Devils, but my growing reputation was one that the Angels and the Souls could not ignore. I topped all of my classes and had the commanding presence of an Angel and all the bloodthirsty fascination of a Devil. When I signed times for my assignments, I alway gave myself more time than necessary to allow me to build a network that started off in Japan. I increased the amount of connections I have in other cities like Osaka, Chiba, Kobe, Kyoto, Sapporo, and Yokohama, and still kept Tokyo tight under my thumb even through minor upsets with smaller gangs and the police. I occasionally excused myself from school for a week to take care of things of this nature and get Japan under my control. By the time I was eighteen, Japan was pretty much mine and I had an established network of allies to help me through having earned their respect.
So the next logical step was America - New York to be exact. There was very strong opposition from gangs like the Crips, DDP (Dominicans Don't Play), Eat Harlem Purple Gang, Hells Angels, and the South Brooklyn Boys, many of them were not a match for my well trained yakuza. Though it took about a year, lots of planning, and a s**t load of bloodshed, I rule New York and had established myself as a force that it was not smart to ******** with. My strategies and ability to deal with even the toughest of the gangs with a quick efficiency garnered me more allies (though I had to kill off a few - they don't understand the meaning of loyalty and honor in America, apparently).
I moved onto California, then Florida, then made connections in Cuba, the Dominican Republic, Mexico, Brazil, Chile, Argentina, and then hopped over the Atlantic again to Europe. I now have connections in Spain, France, the UK, Italy, Germany, the Netherlands, Greece, and Sweden with connections to get into the others should I need it. My reputation has preceded me around the globe and has allowed me to even network in Russia, India, China, Korea (South), Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, the Philippines and Malaysia. During my world networking session, my grades in school never once dropped, my skills only got sharper, and I moved through the ranks of Briarhart with an ease and control that some people could only dream of. By the time I hit twenty-one, not only did I have a vast network that spanned the globe in the Underground, the Black Market, and the Legal Business Realm, but I was the crowned The Silent King - named for my killing style and my 'Shadow King' status through school at Briarhart.
I'm still in school, in a program that puts college and medical school into one dense bundle. I'm training to be a general doctor and a surgeon and I've also been racking up a lot of hours doing bio chemistry. No doubt that my knowledge is what goes into my horrible pain inducing concoctions. They work well and quickly, but *oddamn if it doesn't feel like something is burning and going to fall off from it. I'm even nice enough to teach how to sew wounds shut (for those interested students) should it need to be done (albeit without any form of pain killer or equivalent while doing it). Most people don't like my personal medical room though (hint: it's in the basement level three). There's blood staining the floor, the walls, and somehow the ceiling, but it's usually not the decor that they're worried about when they visit my 'other office'.
In my spare time I do some martial arts. I'm very flexible and though I'm not super strong in comparison to others, I certainly know how to use the human body to my advantage. It's safe to say that one should not judge a book by it's cover, including my naturally soft voice. Years as a hitman have made me quick and fast. I'm smart and my sadomasochistic streak is probably bigger than mot of the students at the school combined. Funnily enough, I have a kid sister who is now twenty-one and I don't seem to care for her past 'it would be inconvenient if someone else besides myself killer her'. Ah, brotherly love at it's best. She's been attending Briarhart since sixteen, which was probably a good thing because she likely would have packed up and moved out of our aunt's place anyway as soon as she could. She's a part of the Devils and already has her own underground following both in the school and outside of it, clearly taking after me. Her goals aren't as focused as mine, but she has the talent at least for someone who swings around a Hello Kitty chainsaw, a shovel, a pick axe, and likes to use her car as a weapon along with a blow torch and a Hello Kitty sniper riffle. She doesn't get an ounce of special treatment from me though, even if I did visit her all the time before and after my entrance to Briarhart. Our aunt still doesn't know what we do, and it's probably best left at that. She tried to visit the school once, according to Masago.
My first year here at Briarhart, I met Adolf (the current Ace), and like so many other people, had him wrapped around my finger so fast he probably didn't know what happened. He was pretty much my dog all through school that I had jumping at my every beck and call. He's a good worker though, I like that. When we graduated and I was crowned King, I made him my Ace. He'd earned enough of my respect to justify keeping him around. The year he found Molly, well... in all honesty, he had no idea what he was doing, that was apparent when he knocked on my door with crying bundle in had one night with an expression that said "wtf do I do with it?" We decided that it would be best for us to move in together so that I could help the idiot take care of her. I'm a damn good mother, though I'm not sure how, and Molly is now three and quite intelligent for a three year old, even though for the most part she still acts like she's three. Ace brings her to work and I home school her, cook for her, buy what she needs, and pretty much am her general caretaker. She's still Ace's though.
Between med school, Briarhart, and some of my own clients, I sometimes leave school to deal with business in other parts of the world, be it legal or illegal. I've been continuously strengthening my connections in my network (considering a few months or years isn't enough for a healthily strong relationship). I imagine that by the time I'm thirty-five I'll pretty much be one of the biggest players in the World Underground. And I should be about done with my schooling, so that I can run my own hospital and get to slice into people some more.
xxxxxxxxxxThings that I love include:
Killing people - there's always a reason, whether it's for a job or for personal entertainment. Even with med school, being a hitman, and slicing up people for fun, I doesn't seem to have my killer instinct dulled in the least.
Blood - everything about it is fascinating.
Sweets - I've got a major sweet tooth. They say that people who enjoy a lot of sweets are compensating for something personality wise. Considering my lack of empathy, that doesn't seem far from the truth.
xxxxxxxxxxThings that I hate are:
Disobedient people - should be beaten or otherwise tortured (preferably until I'm satisfied)
An unclean home or work space - seriously, cause I'm a bit of a neat freak, probably a good practice for a doctor though
People getting all up in my business - really, what I do is my own business. Stay out of it unless you'd like to be a few appendages short
xxxxxxxxxxMy killing methods include:
Wakizashi Sword. I'm not bothered at all by the shorter length in comparison to a katana. I'll still get close enough to cut your a**. It is not a thing I have for pretty looks. I've had years to know how to effectively use it.
Desert Eagle. Just because it's a powerful gun isn't the reason why I have it. Don't be fooled by my small size into thinking that I can't handle it either, with my trained accuracy, it's not likely a person will be keeping much of whatever gets hit by one of my bullets.
Medical Tools. Because, I mean come on, who doesn't want to slice people open with a surgical perfection? Maybe just me? Oh alright. Besides, I prefer live human subjects to dissect.
Butterfly Knife. What gangster or hitman doesn't have one by this point? It's not a weapon I use for brawls, I use it for sly and quick dealings. It's rare that you'll actually see the blade.
Other sharp pointy objects. All the better to slice you with, my dear.
i take no { orders }.
XXXXXHelaku Hai is the only exception.
