Character: Akagi Shigeru
Series: Mahjong Legend Akagi
Character Age: ~19

Canon: It was a dark and stormy night in 1958 when 13-year-old Akagi Shigeru walked into a random mahjong parlor to escape the police. He came out a legend. As one might expect, Mahjong Legend Akagi is about the title character's descent into the seedy underworld of yakuza and gambling. Dissatisfied with the mundanity of regular life, Akagi decides that undertaking frequent life-or-death gambles is the way to go for him--leaving husks of broken men in his wake.

Akagi is exceptionally calm and composed, especially during high-stakes gambles, where he'll bet ridiculous amounts of money, his body parts, other people's body parts, his own life, and so on. His playing style (and lifestyle) is defined by his absurd willingness to take risks, cheat, and dominate his opponents both physically and psychologically. He's completely fearless, full of self-confidence, and pursues victory while staring Death in the eyes, and with his extraordinary luck, occasionally kicks Death in the face. However, Akagi's not without a sense of humor...though it seems to be limited to the making-fun-of-your-opponents-and-chuckling-wryly variety.

Sample Post:

...I said, are you deaf, Hrghnarghahr-san? I don't have a ten. Go fish.

Oh? What are you getting mad for? We're no strangers to the game...you know the rules, and so do I, especially since you and Mragraaah-san just taught me five minutes ago. When you don't have the card your opponent is asking for, you say "Go fish," right? Don't try to make excuses by saying I cheated. If I did, isn't it your own fault for not catching me? Honestly...one can't expect to be handled so softly all the time. It's a ruthless world outside of this swamp of yours, you know.

So, Mraagraaah-san, do you have any aces? My, what's all this sputtering about? Don't tell me you're too blind to see your own hand. So you lack eyes. That just means you should know your own limits. I've played the blind before, and he had no problem getting utterly crushed by me. But you know, I never thought I'd be playing this "Go Fish" with a bunch of half-decomposing men in the middle of...Camp Fuck You Die, was it? Now I'm in your swamp, defeating you at this simple children's card game. It's interesting what life throws at you...but I have to say, this isn't interesting enough. The higher the stakes, the better the game. And why don't we live up to the name of "Camp Fuck You Die?"

If either of you manage to make me "go fish," then you'll get the brains you so dearly want. But...if we finish a game without me having to "go fish," then both of you really will go fish in that lake over there. And by that, I mean you get to hurl yourselves toward the enormous monster in it. It's looking interesting now, right? After all, you can't survive if you don't die...although I wonder if this applies to the already dead, heh. I hope those fingers of yours don't hinder your shuffling, then.

Now...let's start. Hrghnarghahr-san, do you have any threes?

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