Age: 20

Height: 6' 6" (Oh!Great has not given us official stats, so this is a stab)

Weight: 160

Medical Info: Quite hearty, thank you!  Benkei can take a lot of damage, but it's been a while since her last serious fight.

Eyes: Gold/brown

Hair: Black

Physical traits: Height.  Long black hair, ridiculously large breasts, and HEIGHT.  Benkei is a GIANT among GIANTS.  She also has a rather...startling fashion sense; she wears skin-tight leopard print, assless chaps, leather bikinis and, oh yes, her bra on the outside like some kind of superhero.  And yet somehow she manages to be impressive rather than...a drag queen.

What's Okay To Mention Around Him/Her:  Anything and everything.  Benkei's pretty hard to phase.  One of her chief duties as Trident's second in command is to wrangle the <i>first</i> in command, after all.  Pretty much anything up to chapter 191 of canon is kosher.  Spoilers may arise in later chapters, but I will update as AirGear progresses.

Abilities: HIGH KICKS OF DOOM!  Benkei is a formidable warrior, with or without her ATs.  With them she has a deadly combination of speed and power, backed by a solid arsenal of devastating kicks and punches.  She's also armed with an A-T powered PIMP CANE known as the Panther Crusher.    With it, she can simultaneously smash your skull and peel the skin off your face, so it may behoove others to watch their Ps & Qs.  However, she is not quite King/Queen rank, and could be defeated by someone with regalia.

Notes for the Psychics: Benkei doesn't bother to beat around the bush, but she's also an inherently <i>nice</i> person who'll try not to offend others (unless it has to do with A-T, then she assesses their abilities ruthlessly).  It's likely that what she says is what you'll see.  She's also very stubborn and goal-oriented, not the type to fold under psychological pressure very easily.  She's a little conflicted about siding with Sora Takeuchi, but what Yoshitsune says is best for Genesis, and she does not question him.

Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Run the truly mortifying stuff by me first, but otherwise have at!

Hugging/Kissing/Other non-violent physical contact: I wouldn't say Benkei is 'huggy,' exactly, but she'd probably tolerate it from certain people.  She has a soft spot for people who really push themselves to improve no matter the odds.  She's also aware that she has a massive rack and that guys like to stick their faces in it, so she's less open to casual hugs from the opposite sex.  Random tackling is inadvisable, as she is a skilled fighter

Maim/Murder/Death: Please do chuck a worthy opponent at her!  She lives to pit herself against the strongest.  When there are none available, Benkei is a sad, sad kitty.  

Cooking: This has never been addressed, but she seems too self-sufficient not to have a grasp of the basics.

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Character: Benkei
Series: Air Gear
Character Age: 20-21 at best guesstimation.

Canon:
Air Gear would have you believe that the back-alleys of Japan are stuffed to bursting with Storm Riders: punk kids equipped with rocket-powered, physics-defying, reality-altering rollerblades called Air Trek (A-T). If you can swallow those first discrepancies, you're all set. It follows Minami Itsuki and his team, Kogarasumaru, as they battle other A-T teams in Parts Wars, thwart anti A-T police units and survive the conspiracies of genetically-altered super Storm Riders. It's too late to invoke earth-logic, YOU WERE WARNED!

Benkei is General to Yoshitsune and second-in-command of Trident, a team that encompasses most of the Storm Riders in Western Japan. Trident's members make up an enormous chunk of Genesis, Kogarasumaru's nemesis team. She keeps order within Trident, often with a solid kick-to-the-face. Although not a Queen herself, Benkei has tangled with and defeated one simply for the challenge. Think of her as a samurai; she seeks the pleasure of a strong opponent more than power or reputation, and her loyalty to Yoshitsune is without question. In a plot filled with overly-enthusiastic shounen protagonists, perverted senpais and disturbingly nubile young girls, she's a fresh breath of cool, collected, kick-ass air.


Sample Post:
I firmly believe that one should always see a battle through to the end regardless of the odds. Principle and self-respect should always, always come before consideration of bodily harm, particularly when obeying the orders of one’s superiors. But there are some such superiors who make it really, ridiculously difficult.

Case in point: the General sent me a text yesterday (for the first time in ages, mind you. I was almost beginning to consider possibly worrying about him). “Benkei,” it said, “Get that ass of yours down here! Whipping rookies into shape, need you and your pimp cane Panther Crusher to knock a few heads. –XOXO” I assumed it must be something serious; the Crusher isn’t a weapon to be taken lightly. I was even looking forward to whatever he’d lined up, but this…this is…a farse!

Look at you! You’re purple, for God’s sake! And there’s already a gorilla-themed A-T team out there; you can’t just dye their gimmick another color and pretend you’re original. The pride of A-T lies in carving your own road, not simply following another’s trek! Granted, you’ve done a fair job besting your opponents so far, but it doesn’t take much to dismember a team of zombies, now does it? Get off your asses and put some heart into it! At least the zombies can boast of doing that much, though they might be a bit more literal than I’d like.

Listen to me! An opponent is never to be feared or pitied, only crushed! And while crushing does involve invading personal space, it definitely has nothing to do with your style of gameplay! I don’t care if that’s an effective distraction tactic, it smacks of a lack of discipline, too much familiarity, and possibly a little inbreeding.

Like it or not, I’ve been charged with making a proper team out of you. Perhaps the General assumes that if I can manage to forge Kogarasumaru into a unit, I can handle you louse-ridden lot. I suppose I could take that as a compliment, but somehow I suspect it’s just a ruse to keep me occupied so he can panty-raid to his heart’s content.

Hmm…Team Indigo Gorilla, split into two groups for a new training exercise! Let’s call it Demolish-The-Panty-Tree. The group to successfully accomplish this goal gets to find out whether my leopard-print is painted on.

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