Background:
Jean Polnareff, preferring to be called by his last name Polnareff by
all but his close friends, lived a rather normal life. he had a happy
childhood, getting along with everyone and acing classes. Until 5th grade,
when his mother died. nobody quite knew why, but this changed something
in the young boy. He was shattered, but he bottled it up inside himself.
Through middle school in France, he was non-manageable, never doing school
work and always taking the easy way out of things, no matter what. He
had a strong fighting spirit, and got in more then a few small tussles
with those around him, and always played many sports which he still loves
to this day. But he always had a dream, a dream of supporting himself
alone and escaping the clutches of his overprotective family. People laughed
at him, the Rich Boy in the school.
Through High School,
he was independent, to a fault. he found schoolwork to be a waste of
time, none of the information he learned was applicable at all. He flunked
out and never went to college. His father offered to let him move in,
to support him, but he declined, instead living in a one bedroom apartment.
He tried his hardest to get by, and somehow found himself asking for
more money from his family then he even earned. He spent many years
doing this, yet still he had not fully gotten over his Mothers
death. At 24, his youngest sister was graduating from college. She wanted
him to join her for the prom, a chaperone, but he declined. He was alone
now, he had said. She should live her life independently as well. These
words where the last he had ever spoken to his sister. She and her friend
died later that night, murdered by the assassin J.Geil.
He never lived
this down. If he would have been there, maybe they would not have died.
Maybe he could have saved them. This has been eating him for a couple
years. He had already lost his mother, but this death was unexpected.
But it could also be revenged. Shortly after her death. something manifested
itself, an entity he later found out to be a Stand, fueled by his fighting
spirit and thirst for revenge. He refined and practiced with it, leaving
his independent life and traveling around the world alone. The only
clue he had was the last words her friend spoke. An unseen attacker
and her sister being raped by a man with two right hands. To this day
he is preparing for that fight, and will go by any means to find him
and slaughter him, even if he himself is killed. And in realty, that
would actually make him happier.
For someone so
distraught, he is very high spirited to those around him. He laughs
easily, and is always a smooth talker with the ladies. Many people know
him and call him their friend, blissfully unaware of the rage burning
in his heart.
Plans:
Polnareffs first arc is 4 chapters, with him tracking down and
finally encountering J.Geil. Hell encounter many people on his
way there, among them Oingo, the elder gambler Darby, Enyah and
most likely Darkside itself, and inevitably Hol Horse as well. What
he will do when he finds J.Geil is iron clad and unchangeable. He will
kill him in a death a hundred times more painful then his sisters.
Strengths:
He is not the brightest crayon in the box, but not due to lack of potential.
He slacked off in school and mainly played sports, which dulled his
common sense and gave him under average knowledge but made him athletic
and fit. He is brilliant in combat, able to think of unexpected strategies
and cope with most anything. He possesses a powerful Stand, Silver Chariot,
who he has refined for years and can unerringly use in new and surprising
ways. He is also not that bad looking in the slightest, and works very
well with ladies and makes friends easily as well. His favorite type
of girl is whatever his current mood is, and whenever he has a goal
nothing can detour him from it. He does have a rather short temper,
but he is a persistent opponent who is never easy, and always fights
with his own personal code of honorable combat. He always prefers to
fight alone, and never turns down a challenge, no matter what it may
be or if he might die.
Silver Chariot
himself is exceptionally fast, looking much like a one armed mechanical
human. His fencing style Epee can quickly and accurately stab anything
and everything. His armor itself resists attacks and heat, and if situations
call for it or he is damaged, it can explode off and he becomes 10x
faster, to the point you cannot even see him move.
Weaknesses:
Quite simple, he takes the easy path through anything, even if it is
dangerous and stupid. Some things that should be apparent to most he
falls for. Respect to him is hard to earn, and he is untrusting of almost
everyone, letting nobody get close to him. Also, he says whatever comes
to mind at the time with no inhibitions, this combined with doing whatever
he wants to do at any time making him appear overly stubborn and proud.
At the same time a strength, his honorable tendencies can make battles
with dishonorable opponents much more difficult. Also, sometimes he
can get rather angry, affecting his judgment and usually he ends up
losing battles he could normally win due to this. His thirst for combat
is excessive, and he always goes off alone, even in a group of trusted
friends.
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