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Name: Q
LJ Username: semchance
Age: 18+
AIM Screename: AburameS
Past RP Experience: Shino and Zetsu at Nixcore before it imploded.

Character's Name: Zetsu
Character's Age: 29
Character's Model: Andy Lau
Year in School: Pff. College dean.
Major / Minor: Military Arts & Science major/ Life Science minor
Clubs / Activities / Job?: College dean (administrative), part-time protection interest work

Background History: Everyone is fairly certain that at some point, Zetsu had a family. He probably had a mother and a father; chances are he even had an younger brother. The most anyone can get out of him about that part of his life is that his family is no longer a factor in his life.

Zetsu does security. From a very young age he was raised to protect certain things by destroying other things. It’s not clear whether this began before or after his family ceased to have importance to him. He spent the majority of his younger years in rural Japan, training at a prestigious (but for all intents and purposes, nameless per a need-to-know basis) security academy. Spending so much time destroying things brought on an appreciation of simple living things. Plants hold a particular fascination for him; in his spare time Zetsu studied up on biology and botany. When he was allowed to keep them in his quarters, he spent time raising Venus flytraps, taking particular interest in the theory that talking to plants helped them grow.

That was when Zetsu began talking not only to his plants but also to himself.

Before graduating from the security academy, he was diagnosed with manic behavioral disorder and mild schizophrenia. There were no signs that this diagnosis had any actual implications on his ability to serve—Zetsu was considered among the top of his class—but rested heavily on his life from that point onward. It was difficult to get work with that flag in his file, most people unwilling to trust their lives in the hands of a vaguely mentally unstable individual, no matter how capable he might be otherwise. Frustrated with his life, Zetsu began pulling his tendrils out of society, accepting work for the seedy underbelly of society while becoming more and more of a recluse.

That was when he met the man who changed his life.

Through connections better not discussed in polite company, Zetsu was able to offer his services to a member of the Tokyo ‘elite,’ who accepted them without qualm. Initially he remained transient, taking care of little leftover bits of business that still needed to be cleaned up. Before too long, however, he was imported to Tokyo into the city proper and placed in an administrative position at an influential centre of academia, where he could be both more closely monitored and more proactively useful. Zetsu bounces around now as he is needed—recruiting talent when he sees it, breaking knees when he’s asked to, and generally keeping the fear of god in his employer’s employees.