Satoru Lawrence

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File #01 Mar 2009 10:09

Summary

Name Satoru Lawrence Aliases Toru Status Registered Evolved (Tier 3) Ability Ossification Gender Male Race/Eth. Japanese/Caucasian Birthdate August 9 Age 22 Height 5'10" Build Lanky Eyes Hazel Hair Black Residence Unknown Employment Unknown Parents Jonathan Lawrence Yoko Arai-Lawrence Siblings Kazuo Lawrence (deceased) Marital Status Unmarried Children N/A First Seen Is This The Real Life Last Seen N/A Profile Punk Japanese kid, recently returned to the US from an extended foreign stay. Has old ties to Staten Island and any former Moab inmates, and can potentially be tied into anyone involved with Logan.

portrayed by Masanobu Ando

Background

American dad, Japanese mom. Seems to happen a lot nowadays, right? White guys get the yellow fever, next thing you know you got a bunch of half-breed kids runnin' around nobody wants anything to do with. This one stuck around, at least, not that it would have made much difference either way.

I mean, don't get me wrong, he wasn't a bad guy or anything but he wasn't exactly nurturin' or anything. Right? I mean I'm just saying the guy had other interests. Work, mostly. Never cheated on mom so I guess that's a plus, but whatever. I just don't care much about him.

Then again, I don't care much about mom either. I mean, she married a white guy, what the hell is up with that? What the fuck kind of name is Satoru Lawrence, anyway? Do you have any idea how AWKWARD that looks when you're writin' it properly? You either write it half Japanese half English and it looks stupid, all Japanese and it looks like something your cat dragged in, or all English and it's still stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I guess their cutesy little deal was that since dad got to pick the last names, she got to pick the first names. So you've got Satoru Lawrence, Yoko Arai-Lawrence (mom, natch), and Kazuo Lawrence. One big happy family of stupid names.
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Anyway, that's not the point. Mom was already living in America when she met dad, second gen Japanese American. Gran and Gramps came over a little before she was born. They don't like dad much, not that I can blame them. I saw a shrink for a little while when I was younger, he always sad dad was 'emotionally distant'. I guess that works. I mean, it isn't that he didn't care about his family or anything, he just probably didn't like that his kids didn't end up looking much like him. Dad's an accountant; typical. Mom used to be a secretary but she stays home now that I'm not at the house and she doesn't have to support my ass. Because dad totally couldn't afford to on his pay, right.

Anyway, that's not the point. Okay. Dad and mom didn't really meet under weird circumstances or anything, they just met somewhere and hit it off and ended up getting married and having kids. Kazuo was older'n me by four years, but he hung out with me when I was little. Kazuo was great, really. Best friend a guy could have around. Taught me what to say when dad got mad about stupid shit, taught me where to hide when MOM got mad about stupid shit, and taught me what to do when kids at school got mad about stupid shit. He was good at handling shit. Took me to baseball games and the movies, let me hang out with his friends, all that big brother stuff.

So basically what I'm saying here is that everything went to shit when Kazuo died. I was twelve, and I didn't see it or anything but what happened was he got hit by a drunk driver. A fucking drunk driver. He was on his way home after goddamn baseball practice. When I found out I ran off and damn near got myself killed too. It was raining bad that night. Went and hid in a tree, and on my way back down I fell out of it and broke my arm. Could've broken my damn neck and I probably wouldn't have cared, but kids are stupid.

And that's right around when I figured out that I can turn shit to bones. Which doesn't make sense, but they talk about all those 'Evolved' people so I guess that's what it is. Someone tried to help me and I smacked him away with my good arm and next thing you know he's screaming worse than I am and instead of a bruise he's got a big patch of bone on his arm. I think they just said it must've been some weird genetic thing, I dunno if people knew about evolved stuff at the time. I mean, it was eight years ago.

I didn't get to go to the funeral since I was in the hospital with some lung thing on top of having my arm broke. Cold rain and all that. Bronchio something, I don't really remember. Basically I was sick too, alright? That's around when my parents sent me to the shrink, and I saw him for a while but I guess either he or my parents decided it wasn't working. That's around when I started being a right bastard. I mean, I already was kind of shaping up to be one anyway even with Kazuo around, but him not being around didn't help things much. I just figure… I mean, if people let you treat them bad, that's pretty much just like asking for it, right? I don't really care what people think of me. I like it better when they aren't being all friendly, really. I mean I don't mind so much if they LIKE me or whatever, but I hate it when people just want to talk and talk about the fucking weather or how the football game was. I don't care, I don't want to hear it. I don't really care how your day's going or how you feel and I don't care about your sister in the hospital, it's all bull as far as I'm concerned. Get to the goddamn point and don't ask me to feel bad about people I ain't even met.

Nothing else has really happened between then and now. I mean, like, every so often some jerk gets all up in my grille and I have to show him the bone trick and that shuts 'em up real fast, and it's good practice, right? I didn't used to be so good at it - it'd happen like even if I didn't mean it to. I did it to myself a couple times and let me tell you, it fucking hurts like… it just fucking hurts, okay? But I can fix it if I do it to myself. I did it to someone once and I tried to fix it for them and I couldn't. I really did feel bad about it that time. It was just a stupid cat, I didn't mean to hurt it, I was just trying to get it out of the yard. I don't really even care about the people but I still feel bad about that stupid cat.

I dropped out of highschool near the end of junior year 'cause I didn't really care much about it anymore. I don't really feel like going to college, I figure I can get some okay jobs and save some money up and be alright for now. I can finish up later. My teachers say I'm not dumb or anything, I just need to "apply myself", but I don't really care enough to. They make you learn all this shit and half of it you don't care about. I mean like, say you want to go to school to be an English teacher, you still have to take science and phys ed and all that crap. Or if you want to be a scientist, you still have to take English and art. I mean, let a guy focus, you know? So I left and I've got a couple courier jobs now. Like, two part time gigs, but they amount to pretty much a full time job. Delivering food some days and packages and stuff other days, between office branches. I get to skate a lot, so I don't really have to talk to people and I can listen to music and it's really like having time to myself.

My parents were pretty pissed about the school thing and I made like I felt bad but really, if I actually felt bad I wouldn't have dropped out in the first place, right? They let me stay at least since I had a job and all - it was just the one at the time.

I mean alright, part of the reason I left was because sometime during Junior year - and like, this was all before the bomb and that - I don't know what happened, but I lost a few days. I mean I went to school and all that one day, next thing I know I'm waking up and everybody's screaming at me for being missing. And I got these marks on my neck, I don't know what happened. I mean… well, like I said, I just went home one night and woke up the next. Neck marks probably don't even have anything to do with it, I probably just slept for a while and nobody noticed. Whatever. But anyway, it kind of freaked me out at the time like maybe someone had it in for me, I mean I've ticked off a lot of people, y'know? So I figured to hell with school and decided to get out on my own. I was pretty sick of living with the parents by then anyway.

Then the bomb happened later and nobody I know real well got hurt but man, that was just one fucking thing on top of everything else, you know? Everything's going to shit. It's ridiculous. I mean it's also kind of cool in a way, things aren't as boring anymore. Used to be every day was kind of the same thing over and over but nowadays at least shit happens. You run into jerks who can fucking FLY. They want people to "register" and that's pretty much a bunch of bull, you don't make a guy register with the government if he's good at beating your fucking face in with a baseball bat, you don't make a guy register because he's goddamn Jewish or something, so you shouldn't have to register for if you can do something else other people can't do. I mean, not that other people can't do those other things, but if you're born with it it isn't like it's your FAULT. It's like those damn Communist hunts in the 50s, you know? I'm not stupid.

Psych Profile

At the core, essentially everything that Satoru does can be attributed to some form of hedonism, however extreme it may be. He doesn't generally seem to care about other people unless it suits him, and most of his reactions to events are determined based on how much they'll benefit him. Which isn't to say he's a complete jerk - indeed, he has at least figured out that sometimes it pays more to be polite than demanding. But on the contrary, he's also learned that some people just respond better to anger and threats.

He has a tendency to figure that he can get away with pretty much anything he wants, and while that often tends to be true, he hasn't really ventured yet into the realm of law breaking beyond simple assault and battery. He's no thief or burglar, though he certainly has the potential to become something like that.

However, there are sometimes some few people that he does attach some form of loyalty to. His older brother, though deceased, is someone he still tends to think of as being 'alive' in some way - he isn't religious in any sense, but overlooks that when it comes to asking his brother for advice. If anyone who isn't familiar with him asks, he tends to speak as if Kazuo is still alive. It's somewhat of an unhealthy fixation. In any case, those to whom Satoru develops an attachment tend to have his almost unwavering loyalty.

The Satoru that most people see is a 20 year old kid that is rude, sometimes boorish, and often disrespectful, but who can at least behave himself in "adult" settings (banks, resaurants, workplace). He often expresses racist sentiments, most especially against whites and Japanese-Americans, though it's hard to tell if he actually is racist against those groups, and he similarly expresses homophobic statements in spite of very probably being gay himself, however disinterested he is in romance. Having grown up with a multitude of different identities, it's hard to decide just where he fits in, so he's chosen to go down a path of potential self-destruction to cope.

Evolved Ability

Satoru's ability can essentially be summed up as 'Contact Ossification'. With physical contact, he is able to turn the flesh of living creatures into bone. He has to make physical contact for the change to take place, and the ability can only be used on things that have bone in the first place (for example, he can't use it on plants or insects).

Any contact with Satoru's bare skin (assuming he's using his power, of course) can cause his target to form bone on the point of contact. However, any part of his skin other than his hands will only create a thin layer of ossified tissue; contact with his hands will produce bone that is thicker and prolonged contact will cause the ossification to spread.

The effect is permanent, barring physical removal of the tissue or use of a healer that can fix the defect, and the tissue conversion causes terrible pain to the victim. Toru can convert his own tissue as well, and the conversion process is just as excruciating to him as it is to others; he has always been able to reverse the effect in himself. Recently, however, he has also developed the ability to reverse the effect in others as well - although given that he hasn't done that very many times to date, he isn't entirely certain if it's something he can do consistently.

For the most part, Satoru has good control over his ability, having been aware of it and using it somewhat regularly for nine years; however, heightened emotion can often cause him to use it involuntarily.

Appendices

Relationships:

Positive

	Roommate. It's— complicated?
	Toru cannot qualify his feelings for Delia in words. While initially he didn't think she was anything special, over time he has come to build her up as some sort of bizarre paragon of perfection in his mind. He cares very much about her and doesn't understand why, but is if nothing else glad to have someone who will pay attention to him.
	They've never actually met but nonetheless are definitely bros.

Negative

	If he ever sees Adam again he will kill him.
	;_;
	Total freaking DICKBIRD, can't keep his mouth SHUT and talks a big friggin' game but he needs to know his place, you dig, ése?
	Keira and Amadeus have some freaky dom/sub relationshit going on that Toru really doesn't want to get in the middle of. He's not a huge fan of the chick and really figures something ain't right with her, so doesn't want to get involved but her business with Amadeus makes that difficult. Toru sometimes tends to feel like a parent to the couple despite being the youngest in their freaky weird trio. Not. Cool.
	Mortimer shot at him with a harpoon gun.
	Dumbass kid who likes to show off his ability. Burnination or something, Toru doesn't even know what the hell, just that the kid needs to exhibit some more self-control and it's pretty bad when Toru of all people thinks that.
	No seriously Toru is a criminal, this shouldn't be very surprising. Felix dicked him around in a diner one night then waved around his Fedpenis just to make things worse. Then let Toru off the hook, at which point the lad promptly vamoosed. If he ever sees him again he will probably punch him in his stupid Fed mouth. >:[
	Bitch.

Neutral

	Former boss. Worked for him for a while and times were good if 'working' tended to involve less work and more. Well. After Toru essentially dumped him for just shy of a year, things are fairly awkward. Toru would prefer to resolve things but at this point he's not sure if he has genuine freaky feelings for Logan or if it's just a matter of addiction and relapse.
	Used to live in the guy's van, on a temporary break for now. No real bad blood between them, but it gets boring living in a van down by the river.
	wtf is it with russians
	Girl be fly but Toru hasn't seen her in forever so at this point she's just some girl he used to know. Got along with her well enough.
	They met one time. He's a jerk.

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Timeline:

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Memorable Quotes:

• Assessing Boxer. "Where the hell are you getting Korean from, are you retarded? You're some kind of like… retarded guy who pretends he can speak English."
• "And if you call me gay again I'll rip out your eyes and shit on your brain." Satoru is not gay.
• On his ability: "That's right. I'm Wirriam fucking Warrace. I'm seven feet tall and I shoot fried rice out my eyes and origami out my ass."
• On how his ability works: "I mean if you wanna get technical there's probably technical shit. Took me a while to figure out how to fix it. I can't fix it if I do it to other people, though. There's.. the list saying how it works is kind of long."
• "… We're pretty much damned, aren't we?"

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Trivia and Notes:

• His birth name may have been Captain Boner.
• This is totally the inspiration for the ability and you can only wish I was joking (I totally am not).
• Lately he's tended to introduce himself with fake names; most commonly Toru Okada and Toru Arai, the latter of which was even published in a newspaper and everything. This has thus far been done impulsively, and he has no ID to back himself up when asked. Tiny badguy, what do you expect.
• May be less heterosexual than advertised.

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Tats

• Satoru has tattoos!
• A three-leafed clover just below the base of his neck.
• Badass skeletal wings across the back of his shoulders.

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