Human
Name: Keith Summerland
Age: 14
Gender: Boy
Look's: In physical appearance, Keith makes a rather handsome young man. Generally, the reference picture for hair style as well as main physical appearance can be found here. Differences, however, include that his eyes are a pale blue color, and his hair of medium depth, has a pale fire color to it - a gorgeous mixture of blonde and red. His skin is fair, and his build is slender and rather lanky; he's slightly tall for his age, approximately 5'6" in height.
Keith dresses mainly in clothes that suit his mood, usually consisting of tee shirts and jeans outside of a school uniform. Lately, however, Keith has been known to wear a dark blue zipper jacket over polos with white undershirts, and comfortable jeans held up at his waist by means of a brown studded belt. His footwear is usually tennis shoes, or black slip-on Vans sneakers adorned with white skulls.
Personality: Keith is a kind-hearted, usually honest soul; his passion for life and music has kept him going, and as a result, he is a generally likable person. In spite of this, however, lurks a sullen soul that, when alone, will sit in solitude and reflect over the past, present, and future. As a result, he's slightly bipolar, yet not too emotional to the point where he'd openly cry in public. Near-poverty has brought him to a level of slight greed. To basically sum this up, he's content when it comes to seeing others happy, yet is not too happy with his own life; he practically loathes his own best friend - himself.
History: Keith has lead a basically "normal" life from the time of his birth in California. He was raised by a young religious couple, who were, odd enough, of Wiccan faith. However, his parents began to grow apart, eventually resulting in divorce at the time he was seven, and he ended up with his father, who moved them to Japan. He managed to be able to attend a semi-private school supporting education for those learning Japanese as their second language; however, Keith began to see himself as slightly different from his classmates. He often spent time alone, developing a passion for music and other arts, which have been the only true factors of preventing him from commiting suicide, as many times he's attempted wrist slitting since he was twelve. His father became an alcoholic around that time, and began to abuse Keith physically and emotionally, causing him to believe that he's done nothing more than cause misery. Wishing he could find a way out, all he can do now is look ahead into the future and wait for what fate has in store for him.
D-Handle Color: Brown base with green rim
Element: Forest
Weapons: For a weapon, Keith can materialize a technological "advancement" much like a grappling hook; however, its design and purpose is much like the Hookshot made popular by the Legend of Zelda series.
Theme Songs(Optional): I shall edit this in later.
Other: My grandmother thinks I'm bipolar now. Couple that with a younger version of my section leader. o_o
Digimon Partner
Name: Loumon
Type: Vaccine
Level: Rookie
Looks: Lapimon basically resembles a basic dark brown-colored wolf pup, and is somehow jokingly called the "Killer Rabbit (or Wolf) of Caerbannog" by her human partner, Keith, due to having the size of a small rabbit. Much like her "namesake," however, Loumon has rather sharp fangs, causing her to be underestimated for cuteness until they are revealed.
Personality: Loumon is a bit of a "smartass," often giving sarcastic remarks and often coming off bitter. Loumon has an odd sense of humor, yet hates the name Keith gave her. However, this attitude only exists when she is not being serious; in times like those, she is calm and caring.
Attacks:
Life Drain - Loumon's basic attack is much like Leech Life in the Pokémon series; she bites and draws forth life energy, and uses either to restore health to herself or others.
Holy Grenade - The name is yet another reference to an infamous movie. Loumon curls up into a ball and begins to glow with a green aura. She rolls over and then releases herself from her ball-like state, sending forth crisp energy.
Element: Forest
Name: Vulmon
Type: Vaccine
Level: Champion
Looks: Vulmon, of all things, resembles an actual Kitsune (a red fox) in appearance, yet with a more earthen color. Her main fur is a deep brown in color with a few forest green hairs. Other than her unusual coloring, Vulmon is "biologically normal and within logic."
Personality: Vulmon, although young, has a matured personality; she is maternal in nature, and has a kind aura surrounding her. In a sense, she has a personality greatly similar to Keith's, yet she is rather cheerful, optimistic, and has no evident opinion of herself.
Attacks:
Forest Drive - Vulmon "hisses" and goes into a defensive stance, causing flailing roots and vines to rise from the ground. The vines, however, are temporary; they can either wither easily, or be cut.
Friends of the Forest - Vulmon summons an "illusionary" creature of a mystical aura assosciated with the forest which attacks before fading away.
Element: Forest
Name: Sarimon
Type: Data
Level: Ultimate
Looks: Sarimon is more humanoid in appearance. Resembling a child of around eight to ten years of age, Sarimon's elf-like ears poke from underneath her dark brown hair, and her eyes are a beautiful deep blue color. Her skin is fair, and her build is thin, oddly coupled with her small height. Sarimon's clothing consists of a knee-length green tunic with black tights, turtleneck shirt, fabric belt, and boots.
Personality: Sarimon takes on a more serious nature than any of her previous forms. While still maternal, Sarimon is often solemn, often the result of a possible depression, or just a deep concern for the world. Even with her passion for music, Sarimon is often not one to joke around. Vulmon is the good side of Keith, in a sense; Sarimon, however, is an incarnation of (mostly) the negatives. Often brooding, this is a sign that her attacks are mostly secretive and suspenseful.
Attacks:
Faery's Spell - Sarimon releases a "faery guardian," a small, winged "orb of glowing light," from a bottle in held about in a pouch on her belt. The faery's color, either pink-red, green, blue, or yellow, determines the element of the faery's attack; red being fire, green earth, blue is water, and air is represented by yellow.
Musical Guardian - Sarimon takes out a brown ocarina formed from hardened clay, and plays a deep, melodic song. (if you know the Song of Time from Ocarina of Time, it is a slower, more rhythmic version of this) As she plays, she thinks of somebody in need of protection, and at the end, a shield of a healing energy is produced. The shield is temporary, and blocks only energy and wind attacks.
Spirit of the Forest - Sarimon uses the same ocarina for this. She plays a deep song, similar to the Bolero of Fire, which creates a phantom of leaves and rose petals. The phantom will attack with hand-to-hand and also send forth blasts of a green light, doing the mental bidding of Sarimon; however, it can be destroyed if Sarimon is knocked out, loses focus, or the phantom is knocked into a solid object.
Element: Forest
Name: Susimon
Type: Virus
Level: Mega
Looks: Susimon, in general, resembles the insane-appearing brown wolves in The Legend of Zelda known as the Wolfos. A grey wolf in structure, her pelt, dark brown in color, is highlight with an inky dark green, and her pupil-less light yellow eyes glow eerily even in the dark. Her fangs are large, and her tongue hangs freely when her mouth is ajar.
Personality: Susimon has lost complete control of herself, and has lost hope and outlook on life. As a result, she acts as if she is seemingly possessed by a demon of darkness. She cannot think for herself unless it deals with combat, and as a result, is a dangerous form that even Keith seemingly cannot control.
Attacks:
Pride - Susimon growls and barks viciously, sending forth from her mouth a blast of an earth-colored energy, which, with contact with the ground, can level soil and stones, and can knock anybody/anything in its path into solid objects swiftly and firmly.
Force - Susimon attacks viciously with her claws and fangs; this attack is used most frequently.
Element: Forest/Earth
Name: Lycamon
Type: Unknown
Level: Blood Fusion
Looks: Lycamon is the result of Loumon fused with Keith's depression and the darker side of his mind; however, she is unfortunately "both" genders as a result of the blood fusion. The human form, much like a young adult, of her figure is well defined; tall and lithe with an evident hourglass figure. She is covered in a dark brown pelt, and her eyes are an eerie dark blue, glowing only that color as if only the irises exist. Her lupine parts, most predominatly her ears and tail, are slightly bushy, and her claws and fangs are relatively sharp. Her face resembles Keith's, yet has a slightly extended snout, giving slight to the fact she is a Lycanthrope, or "werewolf."
Personality: Lycamon is bitter and depressive when aware of her surroundings; she will often lash out at even those closest to her. When she goes beserk, she is only subconsciously aware, and becomes much like her mega form of Susimon, savage. She also seemingly has no true soul, and has seemingly given in to the darkness within this form.
Attacks:
Bane of the Light - An alternative to Susimon's "Force" attack; this is much stronger when she goes beserk.
Full Moon wo Sagashite - Lycamon howls and from her mouth sends forth a dark energy that can even cloak the light of innocence; this reveals the auras of her opponents, and she will twist them about to her advantage.
Impale - Lycamon forms a spear of pure wood in her hands which she will use for melee combat.
Seek and Destroy - In use of "Bane of the Light," Lycamon will taint anybody bitten deeply with her saliva and life force, which will cause them to be under her control. Lycamon will then manipulate the opponent underneath her control.
Element: Forest/Dark
Keith Summerland :: Wood-dweller of the Afterlife
There were times in my life I was down on my knees, now it's over
Deep inside my heart I know
Simply put I've been stabbed in the back ever since I remember
Deep inside it hurt to let go
There was a sadistic smile on the face of my Band Director today; quite different from his normal disposition...why was that?
That statement and question was all that had consumed my thoughts ever since I saw the results of the auditions for Symphonic Band; out of the ten Trumpets they were to accept, I didn't even make it on the list. It wasn't that it bothered me, so much as how so many that played poorly in class, other freshman and sometimes so much as upperclassmen, were accepted. And that smile that lurked on my director's face when I checked the results; exactly what was going on?
"I hope you feel better...really." I heard the tenor voice of an upperclassman speak from behind me. I turned, only to see that it was Daron Wakami; he had immigrated, like me, from California, but he, unlike me, was half-Japanese and most likely fit in better than I did with my fair eyes, hair, and skin. He was talented at the guitar and French Horn, so it was fairly obvious that he was accepted. I nodded my head and thanked him, before we both headed out of the room and outside. Before we went off in our separate directions, he said "And I'm sorry I couldn't take you home today. My car is need of repair anyhow, and both of my parents were busy."
"It's fine, actually." I responded with a simple shrug. To be honest, I think I needed the walk home, anyhow. At that, we exchanged our goodbyes and went, him to his friends and I towards the entrance of the school, backpack slung on my back, and Trumpet case in hand. Walking along the pavement and road was dull, and as a result, I began to think of my loneliness...how I hated myself for being so different.
"So," I heard a familiar feminine voice pipe up from behind the trees, causing me to stop. I sighed...Loumon. "How did it all turn out?"
"I really don't want to talk about it." I answered before continuing onward. I was thankful nobody was around now, yet felt cursed by Loumon's appearance. Seeing the lack of people, the russet-colored wolf pup emerged from her wooded hiding area and walked alongside me. We continued talking about it, much to my discontent, as we walked, Loumon constantly coming up with witty remarks which caused me a greater deal of stress.
It continued for an hour, and the sun was already low in the sky when I stopped for a moment. I looked about, and was appalled with the fact I somehow wound up not at my own home, but at the Takinowa residence. I used to tutor there for the young couple's oldest child, Rei, but stopped about a year or two ago, and have not seen her since. Suddenly in thought over all of it, I felt the sudden desire to see her; would they accept?
I then found myself at their doorstep, ringing the bell. I waited a moment, before Rei's mother opened the door; like me, she was of similar attributes due to American heritage. She looked at me, and then at Loumon, her eyes slightly widened for a moment, before she closed her eyes and nodded calmly. I was suddenly wondering...she was acting calm around Loumon? Did she somehow have an experience with these self-proclaimed "Digimon?"
"Keith..." She said, looking towards me. I nodded my head.
"Sorry if it's too late or anything, Miss Takinowa," I said, politely. "I thought I could've said hello...is Rei here, by any chance."
"She's upstairs. Feel free to come in and go."
Thanking her, I went inside and laid my things not too far from the doorway, Loumon somehow following me inside. I told her that she should be outside, before Miss Takinowa said that it was completely fine. Sighing and thanking her again, I went upstairs, the wolf pup still at my side. I slowly came to Rei's door, which was closed...would it be bad for me to come in? Not wanting to take any chances, I sighed and knocked on the door, whispering to Loumon for her to stay outside for now.
"Go away, Naomi..." I heard her crying voice mumble. Concerned, I slowly creaked the door open and peered inside into the darkness. She laid on the top bunk of the bunk bed, a shoe raised with her hand as if she were willing to fight. Wondering why it was like this, I sighed quietly, before walking in, asking her name. I peered up, asking "Rei? Is that you?" The young girl looked up at me with tears in her eyes, an apparent once hate-filled glare fading into astonishment, as if she were somehow glad to see me.
"Keith?" She asked. All I could do was gently nod my head, and she smiled. I could tell even in the lack of light.
"Can I ask you what's wrong, Rei? Do you mind telling me...?" I asked with concern. She sighed and glanced down towards the bed.
"It all started like this..."
~^~^~^ Digimon: Redeemed Angels ^~^~^~ ( Starts )
