Hayato Miyauchi
Question 1: What is your character's name?
Hayato Miyauchi
Question 2: Character's gender
Male
Question 3: Character's age
17
Question 4: Character's cursed form, and reason for curse
N/A
Question 5: Character's Martial Arts Style.
Martial Arts Introversion
Question 6: A general description of the character.
Hayato is a mildly scruffy teenage boy, just barely on the handsome side of nondescript. The clothes he wears are pretty ordinary: A school uniform during school hours, blue jeans and a yellow shirt, otherwise. In both cases, the clothes are a bit worn, but still in good shape. He's about average height for a boy his age. His eyes are brown, though few have seen them clearly, as they are frequently focused on the ground, and his hair is short, black, and slightly messy. When expecting a conflict of some kind, Hayato keeps a unusual bo staff strapped to his back, but otherwise goes unarmed. The bo staff is collapsible, and folded in half, but when unfolded is ten feet in length. As a fighter, he tends to not be able to take a lot of punishment, but the nature of his fighting style ensures that few blows fall on him.
Personality-wise, Hayato is very introverted. He is extremely reserved, usually only speaking when spoken to, and then replying in a soft, elegant manner - the elegance is a recent change, brought about by a blooming interest in romance. The times that people actually talk to him are rare, however, as he is even more socially invisible than Hikaru Gosunguki, but this is a deliberate result of his martial arts training. In battle, he usually remains completely silent, and fights with an attitude that is more than slightly grim. In general he tries to avoid both people and battle whenever possible.
However, there is another side to Hayato's personality. In spite of his introversion, Hayato is extremely lonely, and starved for companionship, especially a girlfriend. Unfortunately, whenever he meets a girl that he could be attracted to, he becomes totally tongue-tied, losing even the terse communication skills that he uses on others. Frequently, when confronted with such a girl, Hayato literally tries to hide himself, and tends to be ridiculously bad at it. More than once, people have found him trying to disguise himself as a lamp, or hiding behind stop signs.
To compensate for this, he has developed the skill of the Secret Admirer to a fine art, and more than one girl has been very taken with his anonymous, but extremely romantic love letters. Sadly, though many of these girls have expressed an interest in meeting this mysterious man, he has always been too shy to approach them.
Question 7: The character's history.
Though many Nerimans would be surprised to know it, Hayato Miyauchi has lived in Nerima his entire life. At an early age, he became very adapt at avoiding attracting attention of any kind, good or bad. Few know of his past and family history, so, to the select few that know he exists, he seems mysterious. But the truth is, his history, for the most part, is excruciatingly uneventful.
Hayato's martial arts is the one exception to this. At age seven, purely by chance, Hayato stumbled across a newspaper advertisement by a martial arts master named Kagayama, for a Correspondence School of Martial Arts Introversion. (This particular Art is always taught by correspondence, as the masters of the art shun all forms of personal contact, and typically live as hermits.) Deciding that the skills described in the advertisement would be extremely useful, Hayato immediately signed up, and quickly became very proficient.
By the time Hayato entered junior high school, he had achieved the most difficult step of Martial Arts Introversion: Complete social invisibility. Unfortunately, it was at that point that puberty kicked in, and he began to admire the girls around him. This is when he began to write his love letters, never to more than one girl at a time. However, inevitably, he would come to realize that he did not have the courage to face the girl openly, write her a final letter of apology, and then exist in a depressed funk for a while while he gathered the courage to try again. Unbeknownst to Hayato, however, as time passed, several of the girls that he had admired at one point or another joined together to form a Phantom Admirer Fan Club, devoted to discovering his identity. Though these girls make no effort to keep their club secret, sheer oddball coincidence has prevented Hayato from learning of their existence (like one time that a tree accidentally fell and crushed their festival stall, mere moments before Hayato walked by). For their part, the Fan Club's complete and utter lack of any sort of detective acumen has prevented them from linking even obvious clues to Hayato.
The one girl who he would never consider writing to is Akane Tendo. Frankly, he's scared stiff of her, considering her to be a violent maniac. This attitude stems from one day, when he arrived at school late. Frantic to get to class on time (and thus avoid any undue attention from his teacher and classmates), he cut through the horde of boys who were attacking Akane that morning. Unfortunately, Akane mistook him for one of his assailants and, unprepared as he was, gave him a sound thrashing.
His fear of Akane is unfortunate, for the girl that Hayato has decided is perfect for him is Akane's sister, Kasumi. He met her while waiting to pay for a basket of fruit at the market, and her calm, friendly, and cheerful attitude cut through his defenses - and his insecurities - like a knife. For the first time, he found himself able to talk freely and easily with a beautiful female. To Kasumi, it was just polite and friendly conversation with a stranger. To Hayato, it was a breath of fresh air for a man drowning in his own low self-esteem. This, he decided, was the one woman in the world with whom he could possibly find love. And it was a love that he was willing to fight for.
Question 8: Special Moves.
Martial Arts Introversion is based on the theory that if you keep everyone at a distance, then you won't ever get hurt. To that end, the core of the Art lies with developing one's Personal Space. Practitioners of the Art have an area of space around them that they are keenly in tune with. Even with their eyes closed and ears sealed, they are aware of every motion, every sound, and most importantly, every person within that space. They possess even greater control over the area immediately around themselves, and actually create a physical repulsion against anyone attempting to approach any closer. This repulsion is easily overcome by someone determined to get close, but most people aren't even aware that they are being repelled. A practitioner of the art can be easily identified in a crowded area by the unusual bubble of space around them that never seems to fill, no matter how crowded the area is (of course, the standard Martial Arts Introvert tends to avoid crowded areas like the plague). The size of the Personal Space expands as the experience of the practitioner increases. Masters of the Art, like Master Kagayama, have a Personal Space that extends for as many as three kilometers, and can repel people up to a half a kilometer away. Hayato's Personal space is much smaller, extending only fifteen meters, with a repulsion of only two meters.
When it comes to actual battle, a Martial Arts Introvert is almost always calm, peaceful, and defensive. Martial Arts Introverts almost never seek out battle, and so on those rare occasions that battle comes to them, they are rarely angry, and almost impossible to anger. A Martial Arts Introvert generally stays in one area, rather than rapidly jumping and dashing from place to place, and traditionally uses a ten-foot pole to keep opponents away. Hayato is very skilled with his extra long bo staff, and makes very efficient use of its extended range to keep his Personal Space clear. When unarmed, Martial Arts Introverts fall back on a vast array of throws to keep opponents at a distance, though their abilities to kick, punch, and block are vastly inferior to almost any other style. When the opponent is successfully kept out of range of the staff (this is the true goal of a Martial Arts Introvert in any fight), the special techniques of Martial Arts Introversion finally come into play. Most of these techniques are inneffective, or impossible at close range.
Fist of the Void: Drawing strength from the serenity an introvert feels in knowing that his Personal Space is uncluttered, the Martial Arts Introvert can channel that energy into a small blast of chi energy. The blast is fairly strong, having the strength of a fierce punch, and they can be formed and fired quickly, and in rapid succession. Hayato's version of this is slightly less powerful, as his serenity is tainted by his lovelorn loneliness. This is solely a long-range attack, as the necessary serenity is impossible to achive with an enemy in close quarters.
Tranquil Reflection: This technique is intended for the clever enemy that deliberately stays out of range to fire chi blasts of his own. The repelling properties of the inner sanctum of the introvert's Personal Space can be gathered and concentrated into a curved surface. A chi blast can be caught and reflected back at the originator. It works on small, solid projectiles (knives, spatulas, etc) also, but not as well. Such objects are stopped but not returned. The reflective surface can, theoretically, be maintained indefinitely, but no Martial Arts Introvert likes to be without his or her repelling field for long. Most, Hayato included, form the shield only long enough to reflect an attack, and then allow it to subside. This technique, too, only works if the opponent is at a distance.
Veil of the Chameleon: If an opponent takes his eyes off of a Martial Arts Introvert, even for a moment, it can become very difficult to find him or her again. Through a mental and physical effort, the Introvert can intensify his Social Invisibility to the point where it becomes impossible to notice him, even if he or she was standing an inch away. For the duration of the technique (in Hayato's case, for nearly a minute - a long time, in a battle), he or she becomes almost impossibly to hit, except by chance, or through the use of attacks that strike a large area. However, if the opponent has kept his or her eyes on the Introvert, and continues to do so, he or she is not effected. In Hayato's case, before attempting the Veil of the Chameleon, he typically calls out distracting phrases like "Your shoe is untied" or "Whatever is that thing on your shoulder?". These petty tactics seem to be surprisingly effective in Nerima. This technique does not depend on the opponent's distance, but is obviously easier if the opponent is not close up. A disadvantage to this technique is that it is impossible to use other special techniques while maintaining the Veil. Hayato must rely on his staff, and other physical attacks to continue the battle.
Keep Away: This is Hayato's only close-range special technique. Actually, it isn't really a technique at all, but more of a fear reaction. If an opponent manages to get up close and personal in a battle, Hayato becomes more an more edgy the longer it takes to get that opponent away. Eventually, Hayato will panic, scream "Get away!!!" or "Leave me alone!!!" or even just "Aaaauugghh!!!", and strengthen the repulsion around himself a thousandfold. The effect is much like a small explosion, as everything (up to and including air) around him is violently shoved away. The effect is pretty devastating on an unprepared opponent, but it is almost as devastating to Hayato himself. After executing the technique, he is physically drained. On a good day he can use the technique at most twice without collapsing in exhaustion, but even if he doesn't collapse, he will barely be able to stand after the second use. This "technique" is sneered at by higher-level practitioners of Martial Arts Introversion, in spite of its occasional effectiveness, as it can only be achieved by a lack of focus and a loss of tranquility.
Note: None of these special moves are spoken aloud (well, except for the distraction Hayato uses for the Veil, or the strangled cry accompanying Keep Away). Hayato is typically calm, and quiet while fighting.
Question 9: The Character's motivation.
Hayato, more than anything else at this point, would like a date with Kasumi Tendo. Could winning this tournament reward him with this Holy Grail of romances? Hayato seems to think it's worth a shot...
Fight except submitted with the character:
"Ever Dreaming of You, A Secret Admirer" Hayato Miyauchi finished with a flourish of his pen. He folded the letter shut, and held it to his heart with a sigh. "Aaah, Kasumi Tendo. With this letter, I begin to woo you. I know in my heart that I will not fail you, as I have failed so many before. I am not worthy of your love, yet somehow I know that we are meant to be together!" He clenched a fist determinedly, and set forth do deliver his first declaration of love.
Walking with a slight slouch, eyes fixed firmly on the ground, people passed around him on either side without seeming to notice their change in path. He paid them no attention. His mind was occupied with his destination... The Tendo residence, while made holy by the presence of Kasumi, was also profaned by that horror that was called Akane. Hayato nervously fingered the folded staff on his back. He seriously doubted he could face Akane in battle if it came down to that, but the staff's presence was comforting.
At last, he was there. He shuddered briefly at the sound of crunching cement coming from the Training Hall, but focused his attention on the kitchen window. From the top of the wall encircling the Dojo, he could clearly make out Kasumi's silhouette. Now, it was time for the delivery. He quickly folded the letter into an airplane shape, and let it fly. He watched eagerly, as the airplane looped lazily through the air, approached the window...and then lodged in the ear of a boy wearing a yellow bandanna.
"Hey!" the boy, who Hayato remembered was named Ryoga. Ryoga grabbed the letter, and turned to regard the boy perched on the wall. "Is this yours?" He opened it and read a few lines, conveniently missing the "Kasumi" scrawled on the outside. A scowl deepened on his face. "This is a love letter!" He exclaimed crossly.
"Yes, it is," replied Hayato, willing away his annoyance and trying to regain his inner calm.
"How dare you," Ryoga smoldered. "How DARE you write a love letter to a woman who is already engaged?!?"
Hayato froze. Kasumi? Engaged? That couldn't be! But he had no more time to think, as a strike from a red umbrella shattered the wall he was perched upon. He leapt into the air, whipping out and assembling his ten-foot bo as he did so. He landed on the Tendo's back yard, near to the koi pond, staff at the ready.
"Ranma may not be here to defend Akane's honor, but I am!" Ryoga snarled.
Hayato relaxed, calming down quickly. "Ah," he thought. "A misunderstanding, then." Aloud, he said, "That letter is not for Akane!"
"Liar!" Ryoga accused. "DIE!" He charged at Hayato, holding his umbrella in a swordlike fashion, only to have it knocked from his hand by a sharp blow from the enormous staff. When a flick of the staff failed to budge the heavy umbrella further, Hayato whirled the staff faster, trying to keep a whirling wall of wood between Ryoga and his weapon.
Ryoga looked at the whirling staff and smirked. "Is that supposed to frighten me?" he asked. Reaching out a hand, he grabbed the end of the staff, nearly wrenching Hayato's arms from their sockets. Grabbing it with both hands, Ryoga lifted the end of the staff, slinging Hayato into the air like shot from a catapult. However, Hayato managed to cling to the end of the staff. This was fine with Ryoga, who proceed to try to slam him into the ground.
Hayato leapt off of the staff at the last moment, and landed in a defensive stance. Immediately, he began to pelt Ryoga with small semi-transparant balls of white chi. Ryoga simply laughed at the first few, but his laugh faded as the stream of attacks continued unabated, gradually starting to hurt. Annoyed, he charged straight toward Hayato, ignoring the blows impacting his chest.
As he closed in, the chi blasts tapered off, and Hayato braced himself in a defensive stance. Ryoga snarled, and threw a devastating punch, but Hayato grabbed the arm, and threw Ryoga into the air. Before his opponent landed, Hayato had dashed over to his staff and picked it up once again.
Ryoga stood up and regarded Hayato, looking a bit more thoughtful, but no less angry. "You're pretty tricky," Ryoga accused. "But this isn't a game of keep-away!"
"You may battle your way, and I shall battle my way," Hayato replied calmly.
Ryoga's lip curled. "All right, then. I'll battle my way!" Ryoga grasped a medium sized boulder from where it rested by the koi pond, and heaved it at Hayato. Hayato saw it coming, and prepared to step aside. But before he could do so, Ryoga loomed up behind the hurtling boulder. "Bakusai Tenketsu!" Ryoga shouted, stabbing the boulder with his finger. A surprised Hayato was unable to dodge the thousands of tiny fragments that replaced the boulder, and was painfully pelted by the sharp rocks. He managed to lift an arm to protect his face, but this gave Ryoga just the opening that he needed.
"HA! Gotcha!" Ryoga laid into Hayato, pounding away at his torso with punishing blows. Hayato sailed backwards, somehow retaining his grip on his staff. his body colliding with the wall of the Tendo home, and leaving a dented impression in the wall. He collapsed to the ground.
He stood up, shakily, a bit of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Ryoga walked confidently towards him with a half smile on his face, cracking his knuckles. "Not down yet? You will be soon."
Hayato lifted his eyes, and stared with horror over Ryoga's shoulder. "It's Akane!" he yelped.
"Huh?" asked Ryoga, turning away? "I don't see - oof!" Ryoga gasped as a staff jabbed into his stomach.
"That was low, you dirty - huh? Where did you go?" Ryoga could not see Hayato anywhere. A staff cracked into the side of his skull. "Ow!" he exclaimed.
Blow after blow followed, wearing painfully away at Ryoga's endurance. But no matter where he turned, he could not find a target. "Show yourself, you coward!" he roared. There was no response, save for more invisible attacks.
With a roar of incoherant rage, Ryoga leapt to the far end of the yard, ripping a few dozen bandanas from his head. He spun them all, and tossed a wide spread of the projectiles into the yard.
"Ouch!" Hayato gasped, as one bandana sliced his arm in passing. He lost his grasp of the Veil of the Chameleon, and, to Ryoga, seemed to appear out of thin air.
Before he could recover, Ryoga was in front of him, fist wrapped in the folds of Hayato's shirt. Ryoga's eyes were wild, and his breathing was heavy and labored, as he lifted his adversary off of his feet. "Now it ends," Ryoga chuckled in a deranged fashion, drawing back a fist.
Suddenly, Hayato's breathing hastened, as his pupils narrowed in fear. "A-a-akane!" he stuttered. He began to twist and writhe desperately. "Keep her away!"
"Oh, no, you don't," Ryoga hissed. "I'm not falling for that again."
"Let me GO!" screamed Hayato. On the word "GO", there was a flash, and Ryoga found himself flying backwards. He struck the ground, and plowed into it, leaving a long, deep furrow in the Tendo lawn. When he blinked the dust out of his eyes, he could barely see Hayato running away, very fast, his long bo trailing along behind him. He appeared to be screaming.
"Who was that, Ryoga?"
Ryoga turned his face up to see Akane looking down at him in concern. Ryoga glanced at the torn piece of cloth still clutched in his hand, and then looked back up at Akane. "Oh, no one important, Akane."