Suoh Mikoto | Project K | Application

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Player} Adam (the_apex_predator)
Age} 30
Other Characters} N/A

Character Name} Mikoto Suoh
Series} > Project K: Memory of Red
Age} 24
Suitability}N/A

History} Mikoto Suoh

Nothing is really known of Mikoto’s early child hood, what we do know is that he was befriended by Izumo Kusanagi and Totsuka Tatara while the first two were in high school and the last in middle school. At first Mikoto seems to be intent on ignoring Totsuka, till the other is beat up by some guys, it is here that the trio begin their friendship. Totsuka positive that Mikoto will become someone great; Mikoto and Kusanagi do not believe it, they think the kid is crazy.

Yet, sometime later, he does become King a man with great power, who p people are drawn to, which is ironic, since before his two friends, he had been a solitary creature with a bad temper, which, he still has, just learns to control as he grows and protects his clan. His canon point for the game will be during this time, a week or so before Totsuka dies and two weeks before the anime begins, I will be drawing all reference from the manga and anime flashbacks.

(I can offer more details if necessary outside of this small blurb and the link.)

Personality} Mikoto is not an easy man to understand, he is a King, he has a presence and yet, he seems lazy and disconnected. He however is anything but, a man of deep emotions that he never shows; he is truly close to his clansmen and cares for them. He never takes a relationship as King and subordinate with either Totsuka or Ksuanagi as they were friends long before that. Often wonders himself why he had such a title as Mikoto never does anything because he is King, he does these things because he is him.


A man who takes in a rag tag bunch of violent tempered, but good people as they have nowhere to go, he gives them the mark of HOMRA, gives them a family, direction and purpose, all he asks is they pass the test, his fire, which gives them their mark, a mark he tells them is their pride, to take pride in each other. Never go alone, stand by and fight with and for each other, to protect. These morals which he instills in his clan show how Mikoto has grown into a man with a good heart, who truly cares for the people who follow him.
Laid back, he actually has a rather volatile temper that he keeps under tight wraps because to let it out would mean burning everything around him and he has a clan to protect. When he was younger he let his temper go a good deal more, but with his friends he became someone who protected and it is this that carries him into adult hood and shapes him into a King who his people obviously care deeply for and respect.

He is not a man of many words and not always polite ones, he does not open up about himself, his fears very often, from what the series shows us, only Totsuka and Kusanagi seem to be privy to the troubles he has, such as the nightmares. Believing that someday his power will burn out, that he will burn up and end up creating a natural disaster, he only becomes someone who protects through Totsuka’s belief in him, having little faith himself. It is shown that Mikoto enjoys fighting, the smirk upon his face says it all, being able to release some of that pent up rage. He can have a cocky attitude, not in small measure by any means that he has no problem showing. Appearing lazy and uncaring, he is in fact protective of his clanmembers, he wants to see them happy and safe and feels as King, this is his job, even if he is kept distant from them by position alone.

Closer to his men than other Kings, he does not treat them as subordinates but as family, which is what they are. He is a feared man and with good reason, he can back up the claims that lead to that fear but so long as you do not mess with one of his, at this point in his life, you’ll not be likely to suffer his wrath in any form.

To sum him up is still far from simple, Mikoto Suoh is a lazy seeming man, with a big appetite, dry, dark sense of humor. A cocky attitude, volatile temper and a heart bigger than the state of Texas, protective of his ‘family’, all wrapped into a man who on the outside seems disconnected, but on the inside cares more than is probably healthy for him and is lonelier than he may even realize, if only because that much power would leave anyone lonely, he is saved from this only by his two best friends, men it is shown Mikoto cares deeply for.

Abilities} Mikoto is a man of strength all his own, but with his position as the Red King he is imbibed with a Red Aura, or fire if you want to call it that, this aura can be used to encase his hand, allowing him to cut down enemies with a blade of fire, it can also be used to expel illusions, all he has to do is release it and the illusion, unless very high level will fall apart. He can summon the sword of Damocles, which is part of his powers. Also, his abilities can be expelled from his body in a large blast which tears apart concrete. The blade from his hand can be used as a projectile. His aura can be brought up as a protective shield. It is a distinctly warm aura, which leaves singe marks on his hand and can warm those inside of it as well.

Baggage} Mikoto will come with nothing but the clothes on his back, black jeans, his normal accessories including his chain, necklace, red around his neck, the long tie necklace, red, with a white star pattern, as well as his bracelets, no earring, less he gets canon updated one day, white tee-shirt, black boots.

Notes}

Sample} Sleep was something everyone needed, something Mikoto was currently indulging in. The buzz of his clansmen downstairs is a dull noise in the back of his mind as his eyes fall shut, he knows they are there, know he needs to protect him. Then, his sleeping mind takes over, he has only been resting a few moments, yet already in a deep sleep. His breaths never quicken, even as in his own mind he watches himself burn, a natural disaster, waiting to happen, everything, everyone, gone, because he lost control.

He looks to the burns on his hand, the shattered sword of Damocles above him, it will come down, he knows this, he feels it, it descends, Mikoto’s stomach clenched, suddenly his eyes are wide, flames encase his hand, he is about to attack.

Till curious eyes peek at him, Anna has come to wake him for dinner. “Anna…” It is all he said as he sat up, he looked at his hand, what if he had hurt her? The fear of it reaches into his soul and he has to push it away. Mikoto rose, nodded with a soft exhaled sound before he followed the young girl into the room full of ‘family’ which awaited him with a hearty greeting.

He ignored the knowing of eyes of his best friends, no, he would not speak of his pain, his concern, what he would do, was remain as he had and protect them, as long as he could, there are no words from the man as he took his seat on a bar stool, Anna hopped up beside him and it was life as usual, it instantly helped him to feel a little better as their laughter filled his ears.

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