Kenta Kitagawa.

[Kenta]

Name: Kenta Kitagawa.
Nickname: Ken, Kenny.
Age: Fourteen.
Ethnicity: Japanese.
Height: Five feet, five inches.
Weight: 112 pounds.
Gender: Male.
Alignment: Good.
Birth Date: January 12th.
Birth Place: Tokyo, Japan.

Personality: Kenta is not a very courageous and straight-forward kid, he was not born to lead. Unlike his close friends, Takato, Henry, and Rika. He’s more of the supporting boy, keeping his friends’ spirits up with amusing jokes and pranks. His closest friend is Kazu, who matches his personality considerably well. They’re both little trouble makers, and enjoy making fun out of whatever is going on around them. However, Kenta is a lot more timid when facing danger; he’s not one for life-risking tasks. He may be easily frightened, but when aroused, he makes a formidable opponent with Gomamon. He is capable of rising over his fears and facing whatever is antagonizing his friends or himself. But believe me, if there is any way to avoid trouble, Kenta will be the first to suggest it. He lacks confidence in himself, and is a bit stumped when a challenge presents itself to him, so he usually depends on his friends to help bail him out. Basically, he would be a jumpy mess without his closest buds.

Appearance: Kenta has the basic appearance of your average teenager. He’s merely five feet, five inches tall, and practically all bone. It’s clear he doesn’t work out, but he is not out of shape in the slightest. There is barely any muscle of fat in his frame, and he is a bit slouchy; but what child isn’t? Kenta’s hair is sort of bowl-shape at the back, and splits in two at the forehead. On either side of the split are spiky hair fringes, partially covering Kenta’s glasses. His glasses are thin-wired spectacles that are usually pressed close against his face. They’re placed over his wet-moss green eyes, that are almost the same shade as his hair, except darker. As for a wardrobe, Kenta has an orange sleeveless T-shirt that appears to have no collar. Thrown over that is a beige jacket that is slightly shorter than the orange T-shirt; the un-folded collar surrounds Kenta’s thin neck and the front of it is kept open, revealing the orange T-shirt. He also has brown jeans on, that are a bit too short, sort of like capris, except with only one pocket on either side of his hip. There is a short stretch of skin until it hits his high-socks, eventually leading to his large shoes. They are white shoes that are rimmed with turquoise and with turquoise laces. The tongue of it is rather large as well, almost covering the entire lower part of his ankle.


Roleplay Sample: Coldpaw huffed involuntarily as an unknown weight rolled over him. His ears collapsed to fold against his skull, and his amber orbs turned into menacing slits. “Get off of me you stupid furball!” hissed Coldpaw, his voice slightly hushed. He wasn’t going to wake any elders or warriors. The unknown weight didn’t budge. Coldpaw hissed impatiently and batted the cat’s head with a sheathed paw. “Mmm, what is it?” mumbled the mass incoherently. Coldpaw heaved once more to get rid of the weight, and then shot back, “You’re crushing me, that’s what!” He could hear dry moss rustling as the mass righted itself in its own nest, and the weight soon disappeared altogether. With a sigh, Coldpaw rolled over to the far side of his own bed, and angrily spat, “Keep to your side, and I won’t have to claw your eyes out.” He didn’t know whether the cat had heard him or not, but he did not care. He merely said this to reassure himself that he was not going to be pushed around. Though it was not like he ever was; he liked to keep this line clear and open for all to view and understand. Then, with a final humph, Coldpaw shoved his nose beneath his tail and closed his eyes. He could still feel the anger pulling at his mind, but it slowly began to ebb as unconsciousness enveloped his mind.

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Golden rays licked at the edges of the apprentices’ den as the sun edged its way over the horizon. Miraculously, a ray managed to locate Coldpaw, and shine directly on his eyes. Heaving an angry sigh, the young tom blinked open eyes and rose from his nest. As he stretched forward with his forepaws, the sleep began to creep away from the corners of his eyes. When Coldpaw tossed a glance at the nest beside, he realized it was Foxpaw resting. Coldepaw could feel last night’s agitation creeping back into his mood, so he gladly allowed it into his system. With a large paw, he roughly shook Foxpaw, deliberately filling his pelt with dry moss. “Get up!” ordered Coldpaw, “You’re an apprentice too, Foxpaw!” Gradually, Foxpaw lifted his heavy eyelids and stared at Coldpaw with a blank look. “Me?” he muttered mindlessly. “Yes, you. Now get up!” With one final shove, Coldepaw managed to knock the apprentice from his bed. With a groan, Foxpaw got to his paws and continued his blank stare. “Come on,” Coldpaw sighed, eventually realizing that he would have to take charge, “I bet the elders are hungry.” With a flick of his tail, he marched off, Foxpaw lamely trailing after him.

“Thank you, Coldpaw,” rasped Oakfur, “that was very kind of you.” Coldpaw and Foxpaw were both seated at the entrance of the elders’ den, hoping to escape soon. Coldpaw was tempted to ditch Foxpaw and search for his mentor, but the talkative elders and pushed him into a corner. But there was no way he was going through another tall tale made up by these old coots. “Yeah, no problem.” Coldpaw’s sour mew was short, but he managed to keep the boredom from seeping into his words. Foxpaw’s eyes lit up as Deertrack—the elder he had given his piece of kill to—bit into his sparrow. “Ugh, now I have to pluck all of these irritating feathers in order to get to my meal,” he complained annoyingly. Foxpaw looked at his paws so that no one could see the disappointment in his eyes. Coldpaw rolled his own eyes and turned tail—he was ready to leave.

As he trekked through camp, Foxpaw followed after him. For some odd reason, Foxpaw believed he and Coldpaw were friends. Yeah. Right. Coldpaw thought coldly, continuing his way to the warriors’ den. Though, deep down inside, he knew Foxpaw was the closest thing he had to a friend. Foxpaw was able to see past his frosty atmosphere and cocky attitude; unveiling his more tolerant side. Which other cats rarely saw. That is the only reason why Coldpaw had woken up Foxpaw: he was his friend, regardless of his own denial. Coldpaw poked his head into the warm warriors’ den and impatiently mewed, “Toadstool, can we go hunting today?” His mentor—to his advantage—was a real pushover, and didn’t mind it when Coldpaw swayed him to do things he preferred. A few heartbeats later, a large, fluffy tom padded out of the den and tiredly mewed, “Uh, sure. Why don’t you bring your little friend with you?” Toadstool nodded in Foxpaw’s general direction. “That’s fine with me,” a husky voice mewed, “Foxpaw could use some practice. It’s been a while.” Foxpaw’s eyes lit up once more, and his tail flicked happily. “Oh, really? Thanks! Let’s go, Coldpaw!” meowed Foxpaw, nudging his cold friend forward.

“Alright, alright.” Coldpaw heatedly trailed after Foxpaw as he raced ahead. This was just great. He was stuck with Foxpaw for the entire hunt! He would never stop bouncing around enough to allow Coldpaw to get a catch. Knowing the apprentice, he would probably pummel Coldpaw with stories of his own big catches. These thoughts bounced around in the young apprentice’s head as he kept pace with the enthused Foxpaw. Although, deep down in his subconscious, he felt a sort of pleasure that Foxpaw was going to be accompanying him. Though, of course, he was not going to allow this spark of joy to excite him and drive on the already-hyped Foxpaw. He was going to endure this for his…friend.

An audition for Coldsoul on CHAOS

Info: Kenta has just grown over the two years. His body filled out a bit, and he’s outgrown most of his fears.

Digivice Appearance: Kenta’s D-Arc is completely white with wet-moss green colored trim around the circular screen. It also has the same color for the left/right buttons, and the band upon the top. The power button, however, is the average orange.

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Digimon: Gomamon.
Gender: Male.
Personality: Gomamon very much dislikes violence. Although he will use force if that’s what it takes to stop the chaos. Generally, he’s a very bouncy and enthusiastic Digimon. He’s very curious--it's been that way since his birth--and enjoys discovering new things. It takes a lot to make Gomamon view the cup as half-empty.

Fresh: Pichimon.
Attribute: Data.
Special Ability: Fly.
Type: Slime Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Bubble Blow – Fires bubbles from his mouth.

In-Training: Bukamon.
Attribute: Data.
Special Ability: Swim.
Type: Lesser Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Bubble Blow – Fires bubbles from his mouth.

Rookie: Gomamon.
Attribute: Vaccine.
Special Ability: Swim.
Type: Sea Animal Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Marching Fishes – A hoard of fish his gathered in order to obey Gomamon’s every whim.

Champion: Dolphmon.
Attribute: Vaccine.
Special Ability: Swim.
Type: Sea Animal Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Pulse Blast - Fires a powerful sound wave from his mouth.
Dolphin Kick - Hits the enemy with his tail fin.
Divine Rain - Attacks with a powerful water ball along with rain as it is executed or performed.

Ultimate: Divermon.
Attribute: Data.
Special Ability: Swim/Fight.
Type: Sea Animal Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Striking Fish - Launches his harpoon at his enemies.
Hell Dive – Dives away before appearing before his enemy and striking him.
Fishing Rod – One harpoon tracks down a single target with a high contact rate.
Sharp Attack – Several small harpoons are launched.

Mega: MarineAngemon.
Attribute: Vaccine.
Special Ability: Swim/Fly.
Type: Pixie Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Kahuna Waves - Spits out heart-shaped bubbles from his mouth that can either heal allies or cause harm to his enemies by bursting on contact and surrounding them in a burning pink aura. These bubbles can also act as barriers or transportation devices by holding people and Digimon within them.
Smiling Face - Smiles and releases a pink beam from its face.

Biomerge: Magnadramon X.
Attribute: Vaccine.
Special Ability: Fly/Fire.
Type: Holy Dragon Digimon.
Appearance: Click here.
Attacks:

Fire Tornado - A spiraling flame is shot from the mouth.
Dragon Fire - Calls down energy bolts from the heavens to strike his opponents.
Hermit Fog - Sprays forth a mist from his mouth that corrodes anything that it touches.
Holy Blaze – Balls of mystical fire fall from the sky in great masses, incinerating anything it touches.
Apocalypse – A combination of Dragon Fire and Holy Blaze.

[Kenta]

Deck;

Name: Aqua Jet
Duration: 1 Post
Color: Gold
Effect: Allows a Digimon with the Special Ability "Swim" to shoot a powerful jet of water from its mouth with the power of a Champion Level Digimon.

Name: Teleport
Duration: 1 Post
Color: Gold
Effect: The Digimon who is modified by this card will teleport to a nearby location. This can be used to effectively avoid an attack.

Name: Speed
Duration: 3 Posts
Color: Gold
Effect: A Digimon who has been modified by this card will become twice as fast for the duration of this card's effect.

Name: Hydro Cannon
Duration: 1 Post
Color: Gold
Effect: Allows a Digimon with the Special Ability "Swim" to shoot a powerful jet of water from its mouth with the power of an Ultimate Level Digimon.

Name: Flood
Duration: 3 Posts
Color: Gold
Effect: Causes the immediate area to be drenched by rain, not hard rain, but a shower that will wet the land and will cause all Digimon with the Special Ability "Water" to increase one level equivalent for three posts. All Digimon with the Special Ability "Fire" will decrease one level in power for the three posts. After this card's duration, all traces of the card's use will disappear.

[Kazai]

Mk... Two main issues.. If Kenta hasn't seen MarineAngemon at all in the past two years, how has he grown? The Digimon were all wiped away when juggernaut took them back to Digiworld. Second issue is in your personality for Gomamon. In your profile you claim that he is younger than the other tamer's digimon, however that is incredibly unlikely for multiple reasons. First reason being that he made it all the way to mega without a tamer. That would take an incredibly large amount of time. Secondly, because Guilmon is practically an infant in the Digimon series.

Oh, finally, Magnadramon X should only be fly, not fly and swim. Maybe if you really wanted duel abilities he could be fly/fire.

Approved