Post by Kawiie on Aug 30, 2014 21:38:49 GMT
[PTabbedContent][PTab=Suneekuaizu Kiryuu]
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Name Meaning: Ephemeral
Gender: Male
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: October 18th
Village: Enmugakure no Sato
Clan: Clanless
Rank: Genin
Element Affinity: Katon
Trait; The titan exhibits an enormous drive whilst in combat, though said drive does not stem from his determination to survive the strife nor the desire of protecting others but rather due to his insatiable lust for blood. Whenever subjugated to a skirmish, whether a friendly spar or an actual fight, the behemoth is capable of fighting through serious injuries and even through the state of unconsciousness, he is as well as immune to the flinching effect and thus not capable of being 'interrupted' whilst attacking. The user may only fight for three posts after the user has gone unconscious; at this stage, the user is more susceptible of being struck. Unstoppable ignores the physical state of the user's body, and thus may continue fighting through severely damaged vitals but may not ignore death whenever the cranium is destroyed or decapitated; pain and damage is ignored whether the user is conscious or not.
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Upon first impressions, he is often portrayed as an aloof and cold-hearted individual; whose relaxed and silent demeanor instills a sense of discomfort amongst others. Caution is to be exercised whenever dealing with the alleged ruffian, as he is often depicted as a fearless, heartless, and ruthless being whom does not know the meaning of prudence. His stoic expression does not waver despite the presented situation; easily disregarding the brandishing of a knife, or the threat of an ensemble of questionable gentlemen. The dearly departed, whether family or not, holds no apparent sway over the emotional state of the vermilion giant and thus resulted his alienation from his relatives. The truth lies deep within the vessel known as Kiryuu and so remains hidden from the prying eyes of others, and as such many remain unaware of his struggles of revealing his true self; which naturally hampers his ability to befriend others. Unbeknownst to the inhabitants of Venture Island, the behemoth's actions are far from erratic though perhaps more appropriately described as incomprehensible; such as how he would brutally retaliate against any injustice done to either himself or another for the most arbitrary reason. Regardless whether the individual whom had committed the offense be a child or an elder, such a shield will not last against the goliath's onslaught nor the mere mention of the word 'sorry' will be one's saving grace; as his cynicism would not allow him to take such words seriously. It is assured that a pittance of time is more than useless, as his powerful memory will refrain from forgetting such things. Proper amends must be made in order to earn his forgiveness, and even then his perception of the offender would forever be lit under a negative light.
Is the glass half full, or half empty? A timeless question which served to assess whether one is of an optimistic or pessimistic nature, to which the red-haired punk falls unto the latter category. He is often left bewildered whenever having spoken to an optimist, being subjugated to their unrealistic ideals or their false sense of security easily tumbles him unto the path of annoyance or of frustration. However, as much as he scorns optimists for their peculiar perception, he clings unto a small shred of hope of seeing the world as they do; that there is some magical quality which lies beyond the reach of pessimists such as himself. An empty lingering void in which he struggles to fill accompanies the teenager through his daily life, and thus effectively bestowing the brute an apathetic demeanor or an otherwise depressed expression; furthermore granting a monotonous voice devoid of any joy. A sense of cynicism is heavily integrated within his manner of speech and overall thought process; of which he is unrepentant with flaunting such cynicism whenever in public, which naturally affects his relationship with others. He had his share of disappointments in others throughout his experiences in the past, and thus desires to avoid experiencing disappointments and heartbreak once more. He places a heavy emphasis on keeping his emotional attachments to others minimal and thus will often purposefully try to get others to dislike him; an effective method in shielding himself from further pain. Due to his cynical persona, he is incapable of viewing acts of kindness for what they are and will conclude that there are hidden motives behind them; hence kindness is the quickest method in getting him to dislike another person, regardless whether alleged kindness is genuine or not.
Whether through words or via actions, he displays an immense amount of self-assurance within his capabilities as an individual; though said confidence directly stems from his mistrust within the ability of others. Such mistrust further expands the distance between himself and the rest of humanity, rendering him further ensnared by the chains of loneliness. His arrogant and egotistic proclamations are but a veil cast upon himself in order to conceal the weak mellow side of himself; all in an effort of protecting himself from the harsh cruelties of human nature. A conflictive maelstrom of self-worth and of doubt turmoils within that borrowed heart, often prompting him to question the meaning behind his existence and of life itself. A complicated past and the shallow eyes of civilization birthed doubt, labeling and troubling the titan as a delinquent; nothing more than the lowest of trash within society. In order to suppress the surge of self-deprecation or otherwise obsessive thoughts from overwhelming his sanity, he aims to concentrate on a task: performing his shinobi duties, and working part-time as a blacksmith; it instills a sense of solace within the otherwise disturbed young man. "Tell a genius that he is an idiot long enough... and he will come to believe it to be so", a quote which best represents himself; morphed and melded by society. Hence his dishonest nature whenever dealing with matters which concerns himself; often leading him to deny his desires and thus significantly dampen his impulsiveness. Due to his abnormal sense of honor, he is incapable of breaking a promise.
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There have been many mysteries and rumors which had shrouded the young enigmatic man long before his appearance within the shinobi world, the few whom have had the chance of meeting him face to face are often found perplexed by his physical appearance; without a doubt expecting the man known as Kiryuu to be much more menacing judging from the tales that they have heard. One of the numerous myths, was that he were some sort of monstrous behemoth that towered over everyone at ten feet tall; a rather extravagant rumor though that is not completely groundless. He is often considered by many to be a giant among men, standing at an absurd height of 6'7", or roughly around two meters tall; that is, if he were standing up straight instead of slouching down as per the norm. He bears a larger-than-average body frame which generated numerous rumors, where people imagined that each and every step he took shook the very earth itself as he must weigh a ton. However, he does not even weigh near a ton, albeit he does carry around an enormous amount nonetheless; maxing out at about 219 pounds, in other words just about 99.3 kilograms. He holds an impressive physical build which derived from his past as a delinquent whom brawled daily whilst learning various martial arts; readying his transcendence as a taijutsu orientated shinobi.
Regardless of bearing an impressive physique, he refrains from flaunting his muscular build whenever in public; as his body is riddled with an abundance of scar tissue from his past reckless behavior of brawling. The sole scar which was not the result of a fight of epic proportions, cuts through across his torso; which was the inevitable result of a heart transplant. Due to cardiovascular issues emerging after the transplant, he is prone of receiving chest pains throughout the day which renders him helpless during such episodes; these heart episodes especially manifests whenever stressed. Nitroglycerin pills are taken daily which prevents the attacks from becoming serious enough to be hospitalized. Another effect from the arisen cardiovascular problems is dampened blood flow which grants the young man a seemingly permanent pale complexion, in addition to his feeble circulatory system, his body temperature is lowered to a significant effect which renders most whom touch his bare skin to exclaim how his skin feels as if it were made out of ice; of which he finds to be rather poetic due to his alleged cold-hearted nature.
Untamed by the brush, his short sanguine colored hair runs rampant atop and thus bolsters a wild style consisting of spikes protruding in an outward fashion; many find themselves in shock when having discovered that the red-hue is completely natural. Two separate and symmetrical strands of cardinal-red hair falls downward. Due to the nature of his past, his scowling-like facial expression appears much more worn than that of an average teenager; hence explaining the light creases found underneath his small, squinted, golden colored eyes of which gives him a permanent glare. With all of these characteristics, many are incapable of fathoming him to as young as sixteen, and thus easily mistaken for an adult in his mid-twenties. As he is often branded as a ruffian due to either physical appearance or his presence, he had eventually caved to the label and thus had been influenced by society's views to boast a vast array of piercings; silver loops intertwining throughout the outer edges of his left ear, and in addition to the aforementioned, iron beads may also be found rolling up midway across his tongue. He had subconsciously conformed of gaining a smoking habit and thus may commonly be seen with smoke closely following behind him; though he supposedly smokes in order to reduce stress rather than being an addiction. Whilst he retains no set of prints upon his wound-ridden skin, he is lured by the idea of having them camouflage the repulsive defects found throughout his body.
The attire which the crimson beast commonly dons during his ventures outside of home, despite having his movements somewhat restricted, consists of a crumpled white colored short-sleeved shirt; of which said V-neck shirt is incapable of fully containing his physical prowess. An overlaying black leather fur collared jacket is often worn atop of the shirt; unzipped and unbuttoned during the spring and summer, and closed off completely during the frost-ridden seasons. Its fuzzy pockets often hold numerous important items, such as: wallet, nitroglycerin pills, lighter, pack of cigarettes, sunglasses. His navy-blue denim jeans are held tightly to his waist through the use of a simple brown leather belt, in addition to the belt, a silver chain is attached from the belt to the back pocket on his left side; as if to complete the rest of the outfit, he sports plain black socks along with black shoes. He is wrapped in various accessories of silver qualities, a singular bangle split into three is worn upon his left hand, a ring upon his right index finger, along with a star shaped pendant held together by rope. The hitai-ate, the proof of his ascendance into the ranks of shinobi, is worn securely upon his neck; which he finds poetic, as he is no more than a dog of the village.
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EXP: 0 EXP
Stamina: 3
PHYSICAL:
Force: 4
Speed: 2
Physical Energy: 2
Accuracy: 1
MENTAL:
Ninjutsu: 1
Taijutsu: 3
Genjutsu: 1
Intelligence: 3
MYSTICAL:
Power: 1
Control: 2
Spiritual Energy: 1
Mastery (Jinchuuriki only): 1
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Money: 両18,900
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Mission Points: 0
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Name: Kawarimi no Jutsu - Body Replacement Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Ram → Boar → Ox → Dog → Snake
Requirements: --
This jutsu lets the user quickly switch places with another nearby object, such as a plant (normally a section of a log), an animal, or even another person within reach the moment an attack hits. This creates an optical illusion, making the enemy think the attack was successful. The user can then use this confusion to escape or launch a counter-attack. Exploding tags can be attached to the replacement for an added surprise. Basically all ninja know this technique.
Name: Bunshin no Jutsu - Clone Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, Bunshinjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Ram → Snake → Tiger
Requirements: --
This technique creates intangible copies of the user. The clones are simply illusions and will dissipate when they come into contact with something. The illusions can be seen through by the Byakugan and the Sharingan. A person with normal eyes can also distinguish the clones from the original, since the clones will not disrupt the area around themselves with their movement (won't kick up dust, crush grass, etc.).
Name: Henge no Jutsu -Transformation Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Dog → Boar → Tiger
Requirements: --
This jutsu allows the user to transform either themselves or another object into the appearance of another person, animal, or object. The transformation technique is considered to be among the more difficult E-ranked techniques, since it requires constant emission of chakra while mentally maintaining the form. On top of that, the user would be, most likely, interacting with the environment. This puts much mental strain on an inexperienced ninja.The transformation would be dispelled when the user is injured or hit.
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Name: Guddosarūto - Head Salute
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Defensive
Range:
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Whenever presented within a situation in which the assailant is either standing motionless or performing a straightforward attack within close proximity of the user, the user remains in place whilst awaiting for the incoming attack with their knees bent; which additionally instills the illusion that the user is not offering any sort of resistance thus easily coercing the opponent to come closer and spring the trap. Immediately upon whenever the aggressor is within reach, the user straightens their legs therefore giving an headbutt from down below. Upon succession, the attacker experiences trauma on the jaw, as well as suffer from whiplash from having their head knocked backwards.
Name: Sakeru no Jutsu - Side Step Technique
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Defensive
Range: Close
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Whenever matched up against an opponent whom charges forward toward the user with a, more-or-less, straightforward attack, the user promptly shifts the position of his feet inward to one another along with bending their knees slightly whilst they await for the opponent to come within their reach. Upon reaching the opportune distance between both the user and the assailant, the user slides their feet correspondingly with one foot going outside of the aggressor's lead foot and the other goes right on through with the motion. Should the technique be properly executed, which includes avoiding being hit during its execution, the user would find themselves behind the opponent thus allowing them one of two options; they may either slide their foot whilst pushing the back or the neck of the assailant and thus cause them to hurl toward the ground, or the user may simply launch an attack at their blindside.
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Name: Chijō no - Earthbound
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Offensive
Range: Close
Hand Seals:
Requirements:
The technique is designed to effectively subdue an individual by performing a short series of actions which will, when performed successfully, leave the person breathless as well as on the ground. The user performs three moves in rapid succession: a knee strike to the abdomen, another knee strike to the head once grasped within the user's clutches and brought into the knee, and finally an elbow slamming down unto their back. These three moves are made quickly and with fluidly, which implies that the first strike may be defended against, though if successfully landed, the opponent will have no chance defending against the short surge of movements following suite. The reason behind the difficulty of defending against the other two should the first strike hit, is that the knee-strike to the abdomen results in temporary paralysis of the diaphragm, which in layman's terms mean that it would knock the breath out of the opponent and thus causing him to double-over alongside have difficulty breathing. The last strike slams the opponent into the ground with great force.
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The story begins like any other, man meets woman, woman meets man. The both of them fall in love with one another, can't dream of living without the other. Hence, they naturally become husband and wife. Two souls, united together for eternity through holy matrimony. The two of them started their lives together in some obscure location; no large villages, no masses of zombies scrambling toward work. An island out in the middle of nowhere was just right for them. While an urbanized area may present opportunities that may appeal to others, the both of them wanted nothing more than to live peaceful lives; free of worry, free from industrialization, and free from the influence of politics and shinobi-alike. All that they've desired was a peaceful life for them and their children. The father, was described as a blue collar; otherwise known as a manual labourer. Due to certain familial circumstances whilst he was growing up, he was incapable of learning any decent trades; and thus in order to help with the situation his family found themselves in, he had been forced to search far and wide for any job opportunities. No matter how demeaning such opportunities may have been. Ordinarily, he wouldn't put up with taking orders, or bowing his head down to someone whom doesn't deserve his respect; but the power of love could change a man in ways that no one else may imagine. No matter the disgrace he may experience, no matter what others might say... as long as his wife was happy, he was happy.
The mother, took upon herself the traditional role of the housewife. As the man felt happy when she felt happy, she too, felt happy when he was happy. Through this, the bond between the both of them grew stronger with every passing day. Permanently intertwining their lives. She was the ideal wife for any man: kind, beautiful, intelligent, and bearing a smile unlike any other; its no wonder why her husband did everything he could and more, into seeing that smile of hers. Though, whilst she may appear to be the perfect wife. She was a frail woman. Prone to sickness, incapable of exerting any physical strength; she even had to take extreme care in what she ate. Whilst she was not in any actual danger with such a condition, her husband felt pain whenever she was running a fever, or seeing her eat so little. But despite the problems that have occurred, he could never stop loving this woman. She became quite popular among the natives of the island, quickly gaining friends whom in turn would help her and her husband. The wife, with her kindness and radiating beauty, the husband, with his hard-working self, adapted to their new lives splendidly on the island. They weren't rich, but they were happy with how things had turned out. It was only natural that a certain question would pop up. The question being, "When will the both of you get children?". Once confronted with this question, the wife announced that she was indeed with child. The husband was shocked upon hearing the news, but obviously over enjoyed. They were going to become parents.
Hence the first of four children was born, a girl. The both of them were so happy that, one year later, they had made another child. This time, a boy. The first grew up to be a beautiful young lady and eventually became a teacher. She was the most emotional of the four children, hence she fell in love quickly; and with the wrong guys. She was with child at the age of sixteen; the father ran away from responsibility. Though the mother and father were quite empathetic with their precious little girl and helped her through the trial without judging her. Eventually, she had gotten married to another man, had his child, though their marriage felt apart; she kept custody of the child, though he had the right to see his child every now and then. She eventually found herself a new husband, though unlike the other two, this one was staying. Her new husband was also recently divorced, and had a child with him, thus they became a happy family of three; that is, until they had a child together. All of them were girls. The son, he went through phases throughout the course of his life. None of them good. He was prone to violence against other children. Prone to play around with women. Prone to use all sorts of drugs. And lots of drinking. Eventually, one night, he drank... a little too much. Enough to experience severe alcohol poisoning. Though he came through; ever since then, he straightened his act together. He went off to work immediately after he finished with learning the carpentry trade. Keeping regular contact with his parents whenever possible.
It had been seven years after their second born, that they were yet against gifted with a miracle; the third of four children. The third was the one with the bad personality. Most would say that the second was obviously the bad one, though he had never hurt his family. Not intentionally anyway; mother could have died from shock when she saw him at the hospital. The third grew up as normal as can be, and once the fourth, once Kiryuu had been born... it was then that he changed. He was six years old when Kiryuu had been born. It was most probable that the third resented his younger brother; jealous that he no longer had the sole attention of his parents, that he was no longer treated as their precious little boy. The third became full of angst once he reached his teenage years, and it reflected in his personality. He would become quick to anger. Hate talking to the family. Hate to do anything with the family. Frequently yell out how he hates his family. How he wished he was born into another one; one that was more rich and didn't live in such a 'dump'. The father, while it wasn't his fault, couldn't help but feel as if he failed. After all, he wasn't exactly proud of his various occupations. Janitorial work. Caravan driver... jobs that anyone could do. The mother was too emotional, just incapable of disciplining her child; hence the third did as he pleased whilst the father felt bad and the mother unsure of what to do.
Seeing as the third of the four was free to do as he wished, without suffering any actual consequences from his actions; he naturally grew to become increasingly difficult. The first and second born of the family were not there in the household, they were busy living their adult lives. The father was not home often, too busy working long hours in order to keep financial stability. Hence, it was only natural that the third became the male role model in Kiryuu's world. He would make small changes as time passed by, adopting a similar hairstyle, dress similarly, and eventually learn to act the same. Anti-social, quiet, cynical, hating everyone around him... he became this way, in order to appease his older brother. Though, the opposite had occurred. The third found it annoying more than anything else, and thus treated Kiryuu all the more harshly. Kiryuu's original feelings of wanting a place in his brother's eyes, was replaced with hatred. Thus the two of them never got along together. Such social interaction with his older brother became the origin of his current persona; where he felt completely worthless, yet he wanted to prove that he was so much more. The feud between the both of them continued well until the third left the household; though Kiryuu's hatred for his older brother never ceased. No matter how much the third changed after he left. Kiryuu would never forgive him for what he had done to him over the entirety of his life.
Kiryuu had became a teenager when the third had left the household; causing him to calm down and thus develop his own unique bland of personality, rather than being a copy of the third. Though old habits died hard; he kept being a silent individual whom saw the world through pessimistic eyes. The experience he received from dealing with his older brother had granted him new values, new ideals to follow. As such, he had appeared more mature than others of his age; hence he gradually became alienated from his peers. Isolation had forced him to become cynical, independent, and a tsundere. Adults treated him as a problem child seeing as how he was abnormal. Thus stemmed the origin of his dislike for adults; always treating him as inferior, always judging him for whom he is. He went through puberty a lot earlier than most children, hence he became all the more alienated. He thought about things more. Knew more things than before. He knew he was different. He knew that no one would ever see him as normal. He became enraged; assaulting anyone whom looked at him funny, finding others to be nothing but an annoyance. Due to such violent behavior, and loads of bad rumors about him... delinquents became attracted to him. They attacked him on a daily basis, and he had eventually lost. He got beaten badly. Blood everywhere, broken bones; and a shattered pride. He lamented as he was sprawled across the ground. He was weak. He felt unloved, stupid, and among other things.
He just wanted to fade away into nothing, stop feeling, stop seeing, smelling, hearing... he wished he were imprisoned in oblivion; he wanted to stop dealing with everything that life was throwing at him. Though he had no such control, as such, picked himself off of the ground in a slow agonizing way, headed back to his home; to lick his wounds somewhere more comfortable. Upon his arrival, his parents were obviously shocked to see their son in such a mess; fretting over the boy whom seemed completely unfazed by what was going on around him. Obviously they didn't want such a thing to ever happen again; the father was adamant about having his son taught martial arts; hence how he had been sent to become a shinobi. With that, Kiryuu became involved with all sorts of styles. His teachers were astounded by his progress, amazed at how his body flowed like liquid, and his physique became more and more impressive; or perhaps monstrous is the better word.
No matter the arisen complication, he had eventually become a Genin; however belated as it might have been and thus begins his journey.
The story turns blank here, leaving all to wonder how his tale will come to an end.
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SUNĖKUAIZU, KIRYUU
"From the moment we are born... we have begun to die."
"From the moment we are born... we have begun to die."
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Name Meaning: Ephemeral
Gender: Male
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: October 18th
Village: Enmugakure no Sato
Clan: Clanless
Rank: Genin
Element Affinity: Katon
Trait; The titan exhibits an enormous drive whilst in combat, though said drive does not stem from his determination to survive the strife nor the desire of protecting others but rather due to his insatiable lust for blood. Whenever subjugated to a skirmish, whether a friendly spar or an actual fight, the behemoth is capable of fighting through serious injuries and even through the state of unconsciousness, he is as well as immune to the flinching effect and thus not capable of being 'interrupted' whilst attacking. The user may only fight for three posts after the user has gone unconscious; at this stage, the user is more susceptible of being struck. Unstoppable ignores the physical state of the user's body, and thus may continue fighting through severely damaged vitals but may not ignore death whenever the cranium is destroyed or decapitated; pain and damage is ignored whether the user is conscious or not.
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Upon first impressions, he is often portrayed as an aloof and cold-hearted individual; whose relaxed and silent demeanor instills a sense of discomfort amongst others. Caution is to be exercised whenever dealing with the alleged ruffian, as he is often depicted as a fearless, heartless, and ruthless being whom does not know the meaning of prudence. His stoic expression does not waver despite the presented situation; easily disregarding the brandishing of a knife, or the threat of an ensemble of questionable gentlemen. The dearly departed, whether family or not, holds no apparent sway over the emotional state of the vermilion giant and thus resulted his alienation from his relatives. The truth lies deep within the vessel known as Kiryuu and so remains hidden from the prying eyes of others, and as such many remain unaware of his struggles of revealing his true self; which naturally hampers his ability to befriend others. Unbeknownst to the inhabitants of Venture Island, the behemoth's actions are far from erratic though perhaps more appropriately described as incomprehensible; such as how he would brutally retaliate against any injustice done to either himself or another for the most arbitrary reason. Regardless whether the individual whom had committed the offense be a child or an elder, such a shield will not last against the goliath's onslaught nor the mere mention of the word 'sorry' will be one's saving grace; as his cynicism would not allow him to take such words seriously. It is assured that a pittance of time is more than useless, as his powerful memory will refrain from forgetting such things. Proper amends must be made in order to earn his forgiveness, and even then his perception of the offender would forever be lit under a negative light.
Is the glass half full, or half empty? A timeless question which served to assess whether one is of an optimistic or pessimistic nature, to which the red-haired punk falls unto the latter category. He is often left bewildered whenever having spoken to an optimist, being subjugated to their unrealistic ideals or their false sense of security easily tumbles him unto the path of annoyance or of frustration. However, as much as he scorns optimists for their peculiar perception, he clings unto a small shred of hope of seeing the world as they do; that there is some magical quality which lies beyond the reach of pessimists such as himself. An empty lingering void in which he struggles to fill accompanies the teenager through his daily life, and thus effectively bestowing the brute an apathetic demeanor or an otherwise depressed expression; furthermore granting a monotonous voice devoid of any joy. A sense of cynicism is heavily integrated within his manner of speech and overall thought process; of which he is unrepentant with flaunting such cynicism whenever in public, which naturally affects his relationship with others. He had his share of disappointments in others throughout his experiences in the past, and thus desires to avoid experiencing disappointments and heartbreak once more. He places a heavy emphasis on keeping his emotional attachments to others minimal and thus will often purposefully try to get others to dislike him; an effective method in shielding himself from further pain. Due to his cynical persona, he is incapable of viewing acts of kindness for what they are and will conclude that there are hidden motives behind them; hence kindness is the quickest method in getting him to dislike another person, regardless whether alleged kindness is genuine or not.
Whether through words or via actions, he displays an immense amount of self-assurance within his capabilities as an individual; though said confidence directly stems from his mistrust within the ability of others. Such mistrust further expands the distance between himself and the rest of humanity, rendering him further ensnared by the chains of loneliness. His arrogant and egotistic proclamations are but a veil cast upon himself in order to conceal the weak mellow side of himself; all in an effort of protecting himself from the harsh cruelties of human nature. A conflictive maelstrom of self-worth and of doubt turmoils within that borrowed heart, often prompting him to question the meaning behind his existence and of life itself. A complicated past and the shallow eyes of civilization birthed doubt, labeling and troubling the titan as a delinquent; nothing more than the lowest of trash within society. In order to suppress the surge of self-deprecation or otherwise obsessive thoughts from overwhelming his sanity, he aims to concentrate on a task: performing his shinobi duties, and working part-time as a blacksmith; it instills a sense of solace within the otherwise disturbed young man. "Tell a genius that he is an idiot long enough... and he will come to believe it to be so", a quote which best represents himself; morphed and melded by society. Hence his dishonest nature whenever dealing with matters which concerns himself; often leading him to deny his desires and thus significantly dampen his impulsiveness. Due to his abnormal sense of honor, he is incapable of breaking a promise.
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There have been many mysteries and rumors which had shrouded the young enigmatic man long before his appearance within the shinobi world, the few whom have had the chance of meeting him face to face are often found perplexed by his physical appearance; without a doubt expecting the man known as Kiryuu to be much more menacing judging from the tales that they have heard. One of the numerous myths, was that he were some sort of monstrous behemoth that towered over everyone at ten feet tall; a rather extravagant rumor though that is not completely groundless. He is often considered by many to be a giant among men, standing at an absurd height of 6'7", or roughly around two meters tall; that is, if he were standing up straight instead of slouching down as per the norm. He bears a larger-than-average body frame which generated numerous rumors, where people imagined that each and every step he took shook the very earth itself as he must weigh a ton. However, he does not even weigh near a ton, albeit he does carry around an enormous amount nonetheless; maxing out at about 219 pounds, in other words just about 99.3 kilograms. He holds an impressive physical build which derived from his past as a delinquent whom brawled daily whilst learning various martial arts; readying his transcendence as a taijutsu orientated shinobi.
Regardless of bearing an impressive physique, he refrains from flaunting his muscular build whenever in public; as his body is riddled with an abundance of scar tissue from his past reckless behavior of brawling. The sole scar which was not the result of a fight of epic proportions, cuts through across his torso; which was the inevitable result of a heart transplant. Due to cardiovascular issues emerging after the transplant, he is prone of receiving chest pains throughout the day which renders him helpless during such episodes; these heart episodes especially manifests whenever stressed. Nitroglycerin pills are taken daily which prevents the attacks from becoming serious enough to be hospitalized. Another effect from the arisen cardiovascular problems is dampened blood flow which grants the young man a seemingly permanent pale complexion, in addition to his feeble circulatory system, his body temperature is lowered to a significant effect which renders most whom touch his bare skin to exclaim how his skin feels as if it were made out of ice; of which he finds to be rather poetic due to his alleged cold-hearted nature.
Untamed by the brush, his short sanguine colored hair runs rampant atop and thus bolsters a wild style consisting of spikes protruding in an outward fashion; many find themselves in shock when having discovered that the red-hue is completely natural. Two separate and symmetrical strands of cardinal-red hair falls downward. Due to the nature of his past, his scowling-like facial expression appears much more worn than that of an average teenager; hence explaining the light creases found underneath his small, squinted, golden colored eyes of which gives him a permanent glare. With all of these characteristics, many are incapable of fathoming him to as young as sixteen, and thus easily mistaken for an adult in his mid-twenties. As he is often branded as a ruffian due to either physical appearance or his presence, he had eventually caved to the label and thus had been influenced by society's views to boast a vast array of piercings; silver loops intertwining throughout the outer edges of his left ear, and in addition to the aforementioned, iron beads may also be found rolling up midway across his tongue. He had subconsciously conformed of gaining a smoking habit and thus may commonly be seen with smoke closely following behind him; though he supposedly smokes in order to reduce stress rather than being an addiction. Whilst he retains no set of prints upon his wound-ridden skin, he is lured by the idea of having them camouflage the repulsive defects found throughout his body.
The attire which the crimson beast commonly dons during his ventures outside of home, despite having his movements somewhat restricted, consists of a crumpled white colored short-sleeved shirt; of which said V-neck shirt is incapable of fully containing his physical prowess. An overlaying black leather fur collared jacket is often worn atop of the shirt; unzipped and unbuttoned during the spring and summer, and closed off completely during the frost-ridden seasons. Its fuzzy pockets often hold numerous important items, such as: wallet, nitroglycerin pills, lighter, pack of cigarettes, sunglasses. His navy-blue denim jeans are held tightly to his waist through the use of a simple brown leather belt, in addition to the belt, a silver chain is attached from the belt to the back pocket on his left side; as if to complete the rest of the outfit, he sports plain black socks along with black shoes. He is wrapped in various accessories of silver qualities, a singular bangle split into three is worn upon his left hand, a ring upon his right index finger, along with a star shaped pendant held together by rope. The hitai-ate, the proof of his ascendance into the ranks of shinobi, is worn securely upon his neck; which he finds poetic, as he is no more than a dog of the village.
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EXP: 0 EXP
Stamina: 3
PHYSICAL:
Force: 4
Speed: 2
Physical Energy: 2
Accuracy: 1
MENTAL:
Ninjutsu: 1
Taijutsu: 3
Genjutsu: 1
Intelligence: 3
MYSTICAL:
Power: 1
Control: 2
Spiritual Energy: 1
Mastery (Jinchuuriki only): 1
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Money: 両18,900
Weapons:
- 15X Shuriken; A shinobi necessity, the Shuriken is a, commonly, four point, metal, star-shaped projectile, however, the exact shape is up to the user's preference.
- 5X Kunai; Adapted from an ordinary gardening tool, the Kunai is a shinobi‘s best friend. This metal knife-like object can be used for a variety of uses, from close quarters combat to a long range projectile.
Armor:
- Sunglasses; Cool pair of shades which keep the sun, or otherwise bright flashes, from blinding you. Eyes are important for shinobi.
- Hitai-ate; The very heart and soul of a shinobi is their Hitai-ate, or headband. While little more than cloth and a metal plate, the Hitai-ate represents who a shinobi is and what village they represent. Black in color.
Supplies:
- Lighter; Flammable fluid-filled device which sets itself ablaze with the flick of a finger; typically used for lighting cigarettes.
- Pack of Cigarettes; For that cool guy who likes to fill his lungs with smoke.
- 3X Eggshell Grenade; Ah yes, the Egg Shell grenade! Nowhere will you find an item better suited for blinding your unknowing team-mates for the rest of their lives. Covering your eyes simply will not do when one of these is thrown, heck, anything short of throwing your head in the dirt will protect you from this thing, though, hiding behind a tree and THEN covering your eyes might work. It’s a largely trial-and-error process, though the first error may get you killed.
- 5X Exploding Seal Paper; No, they aren’t some novelty item and no, they don’t blow up in your hands….not this batch anyways. No, these exploding seal papers are for jutsu use only, particularly the kinds of jutsu that turn your meat-bag opponent into little chunks of said meat-bag. Already pre-inscribed, just use the jutsu and these guys are armed and dangerous.
Medicine:
- 3X Nitroglycerin Pill; Keeps ya heart from spazzing out.
- 3X Soldier Pill; These little guys pack a punch. Military grade soldier pills will send your stamina sky-rocketing, that is, if you’ve lost any. No point in popping one of these unless you really need to, or you may find yourself in the hospital anyways. Seriously, don't abuse drugs... unless you're losing.
- 3X Blood Replenishment Pill; If you don't lose blood, you won't need these pills, but hey, let's face it, you aren't the best shinobi. Maybe you dropped a kunai on your foot, grabbed the wrong end of your tanto or maybe you ran into that guy who was punching holes in people's armor, it doesn't matter. What matters is, is that for whatever reason you're bleeding, these pills will make up for it, as long as you're not... still bleeding.
- 5X Painkiller; Take too many of these, and you may feel invincible. News-flash, you're not... but whatever, you don't care, you can't feel pain! Well...right now you can’t anyways, so you better hope you finish off your opponent before these wear off, because you'll be in a world of hurt. The solution? More Painkillers... it's a vicious cycle.
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C-rank: ---
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Name: Kawarimi no Jutsu - Body Replacement Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Ram → Boar → Ox → Dog → Snake
Requirements: --
This jutsu lets the user quickly switch places with another nearby object, such as a plant (normally a section of a log), an animal, or even another person within reach the moment an attack hits. This creates an optical illusion, making the enemy think the attack was successful. The user can then use this confusion to escape or launch a counter-attack. Exploding tags can be attached to the replacement for an added surprise. Basically all ninja know this technique.
Name: Bunshin no Jutsu - Clone Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, Bunshinjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Ram → Snake → Tiger
Requirements: --
This technique creates intangible copies of the user. The clones are simply illusions and will dissipate when they come into contact with something. The illusions can be seen through by the Byakugan and the Sharingan. A person with normal eyes can also distinguish the clones from the original, since the clones will not disrupt the area around themselves with their movement (won't kick up dust, crush grass, etc.).
Name: Henge no Jutsu -Transformation Technique
Classification: Ninjutsu, General skill.
Type: Supplementary
Range: -
Hand Seals: Dog → Boar → Tiger
Requirements: --
This jutsu allows the user to transform either themselves or another object into the appearance of another person, animal, or object. The transformation technique is considered to be among the more difficult E-ranked techniques, since it requires constant emission of chakra while mentally maintaining the form. On top of that, the user would be, most likely, interacting with the environment. This puts much mental strain on an inexperienced ninja.The transformation would be dispelled when the user is injured or hit.
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Name: Guddosarūto - Head Salute
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Defensive
Range:
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Whenever presented within a situation in which the assailant is either standing motionless or performing a straightforward attack within close proximity of the user, the user remains in place whilst awaiting for the incoming attack with their knees bent; which additionally instills the illusion that the user is not offering any sort of resistance thus easily coercing the opponent to come closer and spring the trap. Immediately upon whenever the aggressor is within reach, the user straightens their legs therefore giving an headbutt from down below. Upon succession, the attacker experiences trauma on the jaw, as well as suffer from whiplash from having their head knocked backwards.
Name: Sakeru no Jutsu - Side Step Technique
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Defensive
Range: Close
Hand Seals:
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Whenever matched up against an opponent whom charges forward toward the user with a, more-or-less, straightforward attack, the user promptly shifts the position of his feet inward to one another along with bending their knees slightly whilst they await for the opponent to come within their reach. Upon reaching the opportune distance between both the user and the assailant, the user slides their feet correspondingly with one foot going outside of the aggressor's lead foot and the other goes right on through with the motion. Should the technique be properly executed, which includes avoiding being hit during its execution, the user would find themselves behind the opponent thus allowing them one of two options; they may either slide their foot whilst pushing the back or the neck of the assailant and thus cause them to hurl toward the ground, or the user may simply launch an attack at their blindside.
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Name: Chijō no - Earthbound
Classification: Taijutsu
Type: Offensive
Range: Close
Hand Seals:
Requirements:
The technique is designed to effectively subdue an individual by performing a short series of actions which will, when performed successfully, leave the person breathless as well as on the ground. The user performs three moves in rapid succession: a knee strike to the abdomen, another knee strike to the head once grasped within the user's clutches and brought into the knee, and finally an elbow slamming down unto their back. These three moves are made quickly and with fluidly, which implies that the first strike may be defended against, though if successfully landed, the opponent will have no chance defending against the short surge of movements following suite. The reason behind the difficulty of defending against the other two should the first strike hit, is that the knee-strike to the abdomen results in temporary paralysis of the diaphragm, which in layman's terms mean that it would knock the breath out of the opponent and thus causing him to double-over alongside have difficulty breathing. The last strike slams the opponent into the ground with great force.
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The story begins like any other, man meets woman, woman meets man. The both of them fall in love with one another, can't dream of living without the other. Hence, they naturally become husband and wife. Two souls, united together for eternity through holy matrimony. The two of them started their lives together in some obscure location; no large villages, no masses of zombies scrambling toward work. An island out in the middle of nowhere was just right for them. While an urbanized area may present opportunities that may appeal to others, the both of them wanted nothing more than to live peaceful lives; free of worry, free from industrialization, and free from the influence of politics and shinobi-alike. All that they've desired was a peaceful life for them and their children. The father, was described as a blue collar; otherwise known as a manual labourer. Due to certain familial circumstances whilst he was growing up, he was incapable of learning any decent trades; and thus in order to help with the situation his family found themselves in, he had been forced to search far and wide for any job opportunities. No matter how demeaning such opportunities may have been. Ordinarily, he wouldn't put up with taking orders, or bowing his head down to someone whom doesn't deserve his respect; but the power of love could change a man in ways that no one else may imagine. No matter the disgrace he may experience, no matter what others might say... as long as his wife was happy, he was happy.
The mother, took upon herself the traditional role of the housewife. As the man felt happy when she felt happy, she too, felt happy when he was happy. Through this, the bond between the both of them grew stronger with every passing day. Permanently intertwining their lives. She was the ideal wife for any man: kind, beautiful, intelligent, and bearing a smile unlike any other; its no wonder why her husband did everything he could and more, into seeing that smile of hers. Though, whilst she may appear to be the perfect wife. She was a frail woman. Prone to sickness, incapable of exerting any physical strength; she even had to take extreme care in what she ate. Whilst she was not in any actual danger with such a condition, her husband felt pain whenever she was running a fever, or seeing her eat so little. But despite the problems that have occurred, he could never stop loving this woman. She became quite popular among the natives of the island, quickly gaining friends whom in turn would help her and her husband. The wife, with her kindness and radiating beauty, the husband, with his hard-working self, adapted to their new lives splendidly on the island. They weren't rich, but they were happy with how things had turned out. It was only natural that a certain question would pop up. The question being, "When will the both of you get children?". Once confronted with this question, the wife announced that she was indeed with child. The husband was shocked upon hearing the news, but obviously over enjoyed. They were going to become parents.
Hence the first of four children was born, a girl. The both of them were so happy that, one year later, they had made another child. This time, a boy. The first grew up to be a beautiful young lady and eventually became a teacher. She was the most emotional of the four children, hence she fell in love quickly; and with the wrong guys. She was with child at the age of sixteen; the father ran away from responsibility. Though the mother and father were quite empathetic with their precious little girl and helped her through the trial without judging her. Eventually, she had gotten married to another man, had his child, though their marriage felt apart; she kept custody of the child, though he had the right to see his child every now and then. She eventually found herself a new husband, though unlike the other two, this one was staying. Her new husband was also recently divorced, and had a child with him, thus they became a happy family of three; that is, until they had a child together. All of them were girls. The son, he went through phases throughout the course of his life. None of them good. He was prone to violence against other children. Prone to play around with women. Prone to use all sorts of drugs. And lots of drinking. Eventually, one night, he drank... a little too much. Enough to experience severe alcohol poisoning. Though he came through; ever since then, he straightened his act together. He went off to work immediately after he finished with learning the carpentry trade. Keeping regular contact with his parents whenever possible.
It had been seven years after their second born, that they were yet against gifted with a miracle; the third of four children. The third was the one with the bad personality. Most would say that the second was obviously the bad one, though he had never hurt his family. Not intentionally anyway; mother could have died from shock when she saw him at the hospital. The third grew up as normal as can be, and once the fourth, once Kiryuu had been born... it was then that he changed. He was six years old when Kiryuu had been born. It was most probable that the third resented his younger brother; jealous that he no longer had the sole attention of his parents, that he was no longer treated as their precious little boy. The third became full of angst once he reached his teenage years, and it reflected in his personality. He would become quick to anger. Hate talking to the family. Hate to do anything with the family. Frequently yell out how he hates his family. How he wished he was born into another one; one that was more rich and didn't live in such a 'dump'. The father, while it wasn't his fault, couldn't help but feel as if he failed. After all, he wasn't exactly proud of his various occupations. Janitorial work. Caravan driver... jobs that anyone could do. The mother was too emotional, just incapable of disciplining her child; hence the third did as he pleased whilst the father felt bad and the mother unsure of what to do.
Seeing as the third of the four was free to do as he wished, without suffering any actual consequences from his actions; he naturally grew to become increasingly difficult. The first and second born of the family were not there in the household, they were busy living their adult lives. The father was not home often, too busy working long hours in order to keep financial stability. Hence, it was only natural that the third became the male role model in Kiryuu's world. He would make small changes as time passed by, adopting a similar hairstyle, dress similarly, and eventually learn to act the same. Anti-social, quiet, cynical, hating everyone around him... he became this way, in order to appease his older brother. Though, the opposite had occurred. The third found it annoying more than anything else, and thus treated Kiryuu all the more harshly. Kiryuu's original feelings of wanting a place in his brother's eyes, was replaced with hatred. Thus the two of them never got along together. Such social interaction with his older brother became the origin of his current persona; where he felt completely worthless, yet he wanted to prove that he was so much more. The feud between the both of them continued well until the third left the household; though Kiryuu's hatred for his older brother never ceased. No matter how much the third changed after he left. Kiryuu would never forgive him for what he had done to him over the entirety of his life.
Kiryuu had became a teenager when the third had left the household; causing him to calm down and thus develop his own unique bland of personality, rather than being a copy of the third. Though old habits died hard; he kept being a silent individual whom saw the world through pessimistic eyes. The experience he received from dealing with his older brother had granted him new values, new ideals to follow. As such, he had appeared more mature than others of his age; hence he gradually became alienated from his peers. Isolation had forced him to become cynical, independent, and a tsundere. Adults treated him as a problem child seeing as how he was abnormal. Thus stemmed the origin of his dislike for adults; always treating him as inferior, always judging him for whom he is. He went through puberty a lot earlier than most children, hence he became all the more alienated. He thought about things more. Knew more things than before. He knew he was different. He knew that no one would ever see him as normal. He became enraged; assaulting anyone whom looked at him funny, finding others to be nothing but an annoyance. Due to such violent behavior, and loads of bad rumors about him... delinquents became attracted to him. They attacked him on a daily basis, and he had eventually lost. He got beaten badly. Blood everywhere, broken bones; and a shattered pride. He lamented as he was sprawled across the ground. He was weak. He felt unloved, stupid, and among other things.
He just wanted to fade away into nothing, stop feeling, stop seeing, smelling, hearing... he wished he were imprisoned in oblivion; he wanted to stop dealing with everything that life was throwing at him. Though he had no such control, as such, picked himself off of the ground in a slow agonizing way, headed back to his home; to lick his wounds somewhere more comfortable. Upon his arrival, his parents were obviously shocked to see their son in such a mess; fretting over the boy whom seemed completely unfazed by what was going on around him. Obviously they didn't want such a thing to ever happen again; the father was adamant about having his son taught martial arts; hence how he had been sent to become a shinobi. With that, Kiryuu became involved with all sorts of styles. His teachers were astounded by his progress, amazed at how his body flowed like liquid, and his physique became more and more impressive; or perhaps monstrous is the better word.
No matter the arisen complication, he had eventually become a Genin; however belated as it might have been and thus begins his journey.
The story turns blank here, leaving all to wonder how his tale will come to an end.
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