Des's Character Profile Repository/Test Threaad

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Miho Senju

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

13 / June 13

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

"I'm a lady"

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

Athletic, lithe

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Senju: One of the two founding clans along with the Uchiha. In the aftermath of the ten-tail assault, they were nearly wiped out. Though still highly respected, their line is in danger and they are trying to rebuild.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Yoshirama Senju
Mother: Aiya Senju
Siblings: Kaminrama Senju <brother-deceased>
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

"I'm a true shinobi genin of the First Battalion!"

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

"The Busy-Body Ninja"
"Miss Bossy"
"THE BEST IN THE WORLD!" <by herself about everything>

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

Miho is very competitive. She's known to declare herself the best in the world at whatever it is she happens to be doing, even if she's never done it before. Though generally kind and unfailingly dedicated to cheering up those around her, she almost can't help but take any challenge set before her with unflappable confidence. Kind of an attention-seeker, she's the type that would show up at a black and white ball dressed in a colorful outfit knowing that no one would suspect such a thing at a black and white ball. While a hard worker and quite clever, she tends to pour her whole heart into whatever she happens to be doing at the moment. As such, she sometimes requires steering and passion-tempering from someone that won't make her feel foolish. That said, she's also a creature of "good habits" and she's known to wake up early to run the whole length of the village in the mornings, just to start the day off right. In essence, once she's set her mind to something, it's nearly impossible to stop her from achieving her goal... unless something even more interesting catches her eye first.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

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✖ - Listening to up-beat music on her walkman while jogging.
✖ - Winning challenges.
✖ - Being the leader of things.
✖ - Receiving recognition and praise.

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

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✖ - When people dislike too many things.
✖ - Gloomy atmospheres.
✖ - Being ignored.
✖ - Her friends being upset.

✖ ‖ N i n d o

"Always strive to be the BEST IN THE WORLD!!!"

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

The second child of Yoshirama and Aiya Senju, Miho grew up during what appeared to be her clan's waning days and would often hear tell of the war against the ten-tailed demon and their people's heroism. Most of all, she'd hear about the bravery of her older brother, who died when he was 16 during this period. Though she never met him, she liked to think that he was watching over her and her family, a kind of guardian spirit that would keep her safe and she would sometimes tell her parents about the things that her and her brother did and the sort of adventures they went on together. It was the first way she learned to give her parents the rare smile. "He's not really gone. He's with me!"

When she began learning in the Konoha Shinobi Academy, this did not change. She was quick to seek great accomplishments and challenges that she could tell her parents about and gained a reputation as a bit of a braggart and being somewhat bossy. Ultimately, however, she got on well with the other children and always took it upon herself to cheer up anyone at all, regardless of whether or not she was close to them. Almost everyone in her class could probably recall at least one time in which Miho had singled them out for something or other. Whether it was sharing her lunch with someone hungry or helping someone learn something that was evading them, she made it her business to be helpful... much to the chagrin of some. But she was, overall, well-liked... even if her meddling was not always appreciated.

The other reputation she earned herself during this time was for being able to get things done for the other students. If you could manage to pique her interest about something, she was sure to petition the teachers and find a way to get the issue at least looked at. To be honest, "petition" was probably the wrong word for her approach. "Waylay, wheedle, beg, plead, and flatter" would be more accurate. So persistent was she that many teachers would quickly vanish upon seeing her, if she seemed to be holding some sort of form. But she was very crafty and rarely approached from the front. She'd instead target teachers with less experience dealing with her and would corner them before making her case. Often, it was just easier to give her what she wanted than to protest...

She also had another reputation, however... You see, though you could rely on her to take an active interest in whatever your project was, that interest almost always had a few conditions and a short shelf-life. By the time she'd graduated from the academy, she'd started about twenty clubs and was technically the leader of all of them... but only went to any club meeting when she remembered that they existed, which was to say "rarely". And yet she was so flattering and nice about it that no one had the heart to challenge her for leadership.

When she was drafted into the First Battalion, she was ecstatic, if only because it was the "Number One" battalion, which suited her perfectly.

✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i

Wood Release

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Wood, Earth, Water

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

-Polearms
-Track and field
-Cooking (though often at the expense of the kitchen she's cooking in)
-Climbing
-Remembering personal information about people (usually for the purposes of gift-giving)
-Choosing gifts (At the very least, you'll find them thoughtful and surprisingly specific)
-Persuasion
-"EVERYTHING" (According to her)

✖ ‖ J u t s u

Wood Release: Miho's Mystic Pop - Using her specialty short-spears, Miho can unwind them and cause them to grow rapidly, spiraling around an opponent within short range in front of her and capturing them. The wood feeds on the target's chakra, reinforcing itself and growing leaves, more limbs, and even fruit over time. Miho still needs to hold them herself, making the move something of a tug of war with Miho having a distinct advantage.

Wood Release: Miho's Five Pointed Star Barrier Technique: Planting five of her short spears around the area, Miho activates one (by making a snake handseal and touching one) once her target/s is within the five pointed area. Once activated, the short spears unwind and grow, capturing whatever is within the area and sapping their chakra to reinforce itself and eventually growing a great tree in its center, sealing the targets within. It's Miho's most powerful technique and requires the most set-up to use. The larger the area covered, the slower it is to complete the barrier's creation and the weaker it will be initially (unless fed additional chakra).

Wood Release: Charged Seeds Growing Fast - Miho plants three seeds in the ground which act as land mines, growing quickly to entangle the opponent in a similar manner as Miho's Mystic Pop. Can also be detonated remotely, if necessary.

Miho's Powerful Javelin - Miho tosses her short spear with great than usual force. Due to the short spears' twisty design, it picks up great speed, power, and torque, granting it greater penetration power.

Miho's Flapping Hop To Defense - A maneuver in which Miho utilizes one short spear to block and another to thrust from an angle. She then uses the momentum and force from either the block or the thrust to move herself with a push. She uses this to change ranges in battle from close to medium, often to set up throwing her short spear at you.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

Aside from standard ninja equipment, Miho carries the following:
-Short Spears: Designed specifically for her moveset, these short spears are made of three living pieces of wood entwined around one another. She carries 10 usually and 15 or 20 on longer missions or bigger battles.
-Bag of seeds: A bag of seeds from which she grows the trees that she uses for her wood and for her "Charged Seeds Growing Fast" jutsu. They bear a "chakra fruit", which is something between a peach and a giant cherry.
-Generic Sealing Scroll: A medium sized scroll in which she keeps her spears.

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Miho likes to test her opponent while setting up traps and capturing them. She usually starts her fights aggressively, bulling her opponents while holding back on her power and speed, doing more to avoid damage and pester them than actually finish them off. She changes ranges frequently, changing from close to long range and moves from pursuit to being pursued quickly. She likes ambushing her opponents before they have a chance to respond, often setting her traps even before combat has begun.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

<Will decide later>

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

Desdamin

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Chokuro Akimichi

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

13 / January 19

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

Male

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

"I'm big and strong"

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Akimichi: The long respected Akimichi are part of the trio "Ino, Shika, Cho". Well known for their ability to convert calories to chakra and for their multisize technique, these guys have power and are well regarded for a reason.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Chochino
Mother: Haia Akimichi
Siblings:
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

Genin/Battalion 1

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

"Big Guy"
"Blue Bomber"
"Blue Blur"

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

Friendly, simple, and consistent, this Akimichi isn't one to mess around with anything too complicated. Though not terribly bright, he's smart enough to know that he's not very good at planning and prefers to be told where to stand and who to punch than to have to figure that out on his own. He's pretty easy to please, so long as you aren't condescending to him. He's got very little tolerance to being pushed around or for others to be pushed around. Chokuro is known to be a gym rat with many physical hobbies. He spends a lot of time lifting weights, playing drums, and break-dancing. He's got an interest in urban pop and likes a good beat. He's not a fan of standing around and doing nothing when there's something to be done and keeps himself busy.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

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✖ - All food is good food. Don't waste it!
✖ - Working out.
✖ - Cute girls.
✖ - Dancing
✖ - Music
✖ - Drums
✖ - Beat-boxing

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

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✖ - Boring things.
✖ - Having to think up plans.
✖ - Condescending people.
✖ - Overly complicated plots.

✖ ‖ N i n d o

Being strong is a way of life!

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

Chokuro began life pretty happy and very well-fed. Constantly with some kind of candy or pastry, he went about his early childhood eating and playing with his best friend Shikaro, whose parents were good friends of his. This changed somewhat when he entered the academy. Always a fan of flashy and louder colors, when he met the other kids, candy in hand, looking candy-colored himself, he was subject to a lot of bullying.

After being pushed around and humiliated, he came home crying one day and sought comfort from his parents. He was so mad at the other kids, so frustrated with the way that they treated him. Why were they so mean? It was at this time that Chochino, in an effort to comfort him, told him that they would not be like this forever, that the kids would get older and mature. Chokuro did not like this response. He would just have to endure it? Why? They would just get better later? But why should he have to deal with them now? Angry at his father, he ran away from home after raiding the refrigerator.

Unfortunately, he did not get very far. A jar of pickles burst open in his backpack leaving him and the rest of his food stinking of pickles. Alone, scared, hungry, and with nowhere to go, he wandered into the market district hoping to find someone to give him some food. Unfortunately, his terrible pickle stink scared away most. Sitting on the sidewalk, he balled his fists and started to cry. That is... until... a man carrying a rather large box asked him to please move out of the way. He wiped his eyes with his fists and his snotty nose on his sleeves and moved out of the way, hanging his head as little drips of transparent goo fell from various facial orifices, frustrating all his efforts to remove them. In defeat, he planned to return home. But as he turned to leave, the man with the box from earlier approached from behind and placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Hey kid. What are you doing around-"

Alarmed, Chokuro began to yell!

But the giant man stepped back and began to laugh.

"Sorry, kid", he said seemingly taken aback himself, "You've got some good muscles under that fat."

This did not seem to stop Chokuro from yelling and it was beginning to attract attention.

"Look, I run a personal training class at the gym and-"

But by this time, there a crowd was beginning to form, so the man waved his hands at Chokuro and left. When he returned home, his mother showered him with treats to cheer him up and then showered him with water to remove the pickle stench. Chokuro, for his part, said nothing to his father, who stayed in his room. The next day, Chokuro set off to the gym to meet the box man that wished to train him.

It happened that lifting was a perfect fit. Not only did he feel stronger and more confident, but he found that he was much better able to deal with his own feelings. His anger dulled when he could just go to the gym and pump iron. The other kid, sensing his confidence and finding him harder to push around, also started leaving him alone. This pleased Chokuro immensely. See? His dad WAS wrong. He didn't have to just wait for things to get better. He could change them on his own.

Over time, as his confidence grew and he did too, he found himself clashing more and more with his dad's more passive ways of solving problems. He seemed... lazy to him. If he could do something, why didn't he? Though his mom would try to settle the disputes with good food, love, and affection, and despite his father not seeming to hold Chokuro's acting out against him, it was clear that there was a growing rift between the two. Chokuro began to spend more time out of the house, taking up break dancing and drumming, spending even more time at the gym... But he'd always come home for dinner.

In school, Chokuro seemed to be well-liked. His friendly and simple nature coupled with a complete lack of pretension and self-consciousness earned him many friends. He still preferred his moody childhood friend Shikaro to anyone else, but he was a social kid. When he finally graduated and was placed on the First Battalion, his mother threw a giant buffet party and invited the entire class, a party which was a moderate success.

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Lightning/Wind

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

-Break dancing
-drumming
-weight lifting
-hand to hand combat
-Cooking (though sometimes the food doesn't last to the end of the cooking)
-Beat-boxing

✖ ‖ J u t s u

Lighting Release: Blue Blur Spin Dash - A variation on the Akimichi's usual human bullet tank, Chokuro charges himself with lightning and flings himself at his opponent with incredible speed. Multisize Technique is not necessary to use this jutsu, but does improve it's damage potential.

Lightning Release: Blue Bomber Heavy Impact - Chokuro leaps in the air and charges himself with lightning while spinning and then dashes towards the ground (or target) hitting with enough force to leave a small crater.

Lighting Release: Breaking Blue Electric Boogaloo - Chokuro charges himself with lightning allowing himself to evade quickly using his trademark break dancing techniques and sweet moves.

Multi-Size Technique: An Akimichi hiden which allows the user to increase their entire body size. Generally, Chokuro uses this in combination with his other moves in order to do even greater damage, though uses it sparingly because of its great chakra cost.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

Aside from your standard shinobi kit...
-Three color pills.
-Goggles

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Chokuro, as you might expect, uses a power style which takes full advantage of his great size and strength. He is remarkably agile and quick with his hands for his size, however, and also uses somewhat more flourishy ground-based break-dancing moves to take his opponent by surprise or build momentum. Though his style is still pretty rough, currently, he's working on changing that.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

(Will choose later)

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Desdamin

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✖ ‖ N a m e

[color=yourcolor]Kamoji[/color]

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

[color=yourcolor]34 / December 7[/color]

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

[color=yourcolor]"An excellent specimen of <yawn> manhood"[/color]

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

[color=yourcolor]Well built[/color]

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

[color=yourcolor]Konoha[/color]

✖ ‖ C l a n

[color=yourcolor]No Clan[/color]

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

[color=yourcolor]Father: (A mystery)
Mother:
Siblings:
Others:[/color]

✖ ‖ R a n k

[color=yourcolor]Jounin[/color]

✖ ‖ S p e c i a l S t a t u s

[color=yourcolor]"The Wandering Duck"[/color]

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

[color=yourcolor]Duck Sage
Duck-Sama
Kamoji the Masseur
Dr. Duck
Mallet Mallard[/color]

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

[color=yourcolor]Kamoji is characterized by an extreme laziness and chronic avoidance of responsibility. If at all possible, Kamoji will take the easy way out. He's also somewhat greedy, if he can get away with it, and is prone to what can only be described as "schemes". Though not generally malicious and certainly not one to abandon his comrades, that doesn't mean he's about to volunteer to help either. He can usually be found napping or lounging, occasionally gambling. He likes to make jokes about others though generally means no harm. He is quite thin-skinned, however, and will show himself to be quite pompous if taunted himself. Still, he can be quite generous when he's got money and enjoys lavish feasts with friends that usually leave him penniless.

However, most of this is just an act. He likes to play up his own foolishness and pomposity. He enjoys being either intimidating opponents with his reputation or appearing to be a complete buffoon. In reality, he doesn't really care how he's thought of and thinks that pride is a silly thing. He doesn't actually value money much and, while he pretends not to care about things, he considers them very deeply... usually while feeding ducks and staring into his own reflection in lakes and rivers.[/color]

✖ ‖ L i k e s

[color=yourcolor]✖ - Shady spots on sunny days
✖ - Warm fires on rainy days
✖ - Feasts
✖ - Napping
✖ - Getting on over on people[/color]

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

[color=yourcolor]✖ - Having to work more than necessary
✖ - Broken umbrellas
✖ - When a yawn sneaks up on you while you're talking
✖ - Bad singing
✖ - Being watched by some authority figure[/color]

✖ ‖ N i n d o

[color=yourcolor]"The true way is effortless and that's the hardest thing."[/color]

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

[color=yourcolor]Insert biography, at least a paragraph.[/color]

✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i

[color=yourcolor]Insert Kekkei Genkai, describe if made up, send naruto wiki link if canon, though you may be questioned as to why your character has a specific Kekkei Genkai. (Delete section if none.)[/color]

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

[color=yourcolor]Insert nature release(s). You will be limited to a maximum of three here, but please be reasonable, I don't want to see everyone with more than two. If you have any question, please ask me.[/color]

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

[color=yourcolor]Insert any natural or trained talents or skills that aren't summed up within specific techniques. Such as swordsmanship, enhanced hearing, or an impressive affinity for cooking.[/color]

✖ ‖ J u t s u

[color=yourcolor]Insert all of your jutsu here. No Wiki Links, make your own descriptions[/color]

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

[color=yourcolor]Insert any special or common tools that your character carries with them.[/color]

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

[color=yourcolor]describe fighting style[/color]

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

[color=yourcolor]Link to your themesong. (Optional)[/color]

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

[color=yourcolor]Insert your username.[/color]

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Miho Senju

"Yeah, maybe you're good... BUT I'M THE BEST!"

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"Oi, Senju, they're meant to grilled, not flambéd!" Miho looked up from her fanning for a moment to see Mekakushi-sensei spear one of the fish in her bucket and flambéd it himself! She didn't have time to point out his very important contradiction before he spirited himself away in a puff of leaves, the wind of his movement causing her fire to flicker. She pursed her lips and got to fanning it in the right direction! She'd surmised that the problem was constant even fanning and she'd even had the sudden jolt of inspiration to throw spices into the fire, since it was so smokey anyway, to help flavor the the fish! Sure, she hadn't had the best start, but now she was well on her way to making a fantastic- "You know Miho, I've got to admit, your cooking technique is flawless, you could probably use that fish as charcoal for your fire... Absolutely genius", said a voice that Miho recognized before she even had to look. It was, of course, Juzo, one of her many admirers. He was always trying to impress her, even if he obviously could never quite beat her. He'd at least try, and that was something that Miho couldn't help but admire and try to encourage! After all, even if he did fail to shoot to her moon, he could at least sit among the stars, right? Unfortunately, he'd come at a bad time. She was fanning with one hand and pouring white pepper with the other and, in looking up at him, accidentally poured a bit too much, resulting in a huge cloud of smokey white pepper and a very large sneeze right into the fire pit. The burning spiced ash exploded outward setting fire to the nearby grass and expelling pepper into the wind. Panicked, Miho kept to the fanning, but tried to stomp out the fire around her little pit with her feet! She could only hope it wouldn't affect the fish too much! "Juzo! Don't just stand around", she demanded, occasionally blowing on the flame pit to keep the fire strong and aiming an annoyed kick at Juzo's feet, "this is your fault, baka!" While she tried to keep everything under control, the delicious smell of smoked white pepper fish wafted through the camp. The fish was coming out just perfectly.

[desdamin]

Chokuro Akimichi

"You don't get nothin' if y'don't do nothin'."

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Chokuro had decided to go swimming. The water was cool but not freezing and in the afternoon sun, it was perfect. Best of both worlds! While he had earlier been trying to perfect his cannonball, he'd been scolded for making too much noise on a shinobi mission, so he was content now to just float around sunning himself and relaxing. They'd been on the march a long while and, for as good of shape that Chokuro was, he wasn't well suited for traveling long distances on foot and by the time they'd reached camp, he was ready to sit and replenish himself. Since he was just floating along in the lake anyway, he packed on his stomach a cotton table cloth, a bento box (with his mom's saba shioyaki, various pickles, a hunk of stewed beef, and rice), various onigiri, and jelly donuts. He felt like a floating picnic. He liked picnics. Who didn't like a picnic on a warm day like this one? He called over to his friends on the shore, "Come on in, the water's great! The donuts are on me! Hah!" He slapped a part of his belly that wasn't covered in food and laughed a bit at his own dumb joke, but then remembered he was probably supposed to be a bit quieter and tried to choke down laughing by eating a few onigiri. It was tough! The atmosphere was so friendly and he was just so relieved not to be marching and to be able to kick up his feet that his good mood was irrepressible. He felt a small fish nibble at his toe and he wiggled it a bit. Yeah, it was true that a lot of the others were worried about what was to come, it was their first big mission, but Chokuro wasn't phased too much. Why worry? His jounin had trained them and they thought they could handle the mission, so that was that. He trusted them, so there wasn't anything to think about. Besides, it's not like he was going to think up some plan that his jounin hadn't already thought of first... he didn't even want to. That was a job for someone else. When the time came, he'd punch however was putting the village in danger. He was good at that, better than a lot of other ninja. But for now, there was nothing to punch... and plenty to munch... so he would munch! Or so he expected. Unfortunately, his munching came to a premature end when Kenshiro-sensei suddenly appeared on the scene and startled Chokuro when he began addressing all of them with a message. He missed the first part of the message, having turned without thinking and ruining his steady float, dropping his picnic into the water and, as he tried to save what he could, ended up losing the whole of it and floundering about for a few moments. "While we have no confir-gurblegurblegurble", he made out, "might be going-gurblegurblegurble. "It's possible they have chosen one as a place to meet. Any questions?", was the last thing he heard when he emerged on the shore soaking wet and clutching his mom's bento box and tablecloth. He'd lost everything else, but she'd be so upset if he came home and lost those. "Are we marching again", he called out, not having heard whether or not this question had been answered already. He shook his head, sending droplets of water everywhere. His mom called him a big shaggy ninken whenever he did that and it amused him to bother her that way.

[desdamin]

Ran Shigetsu
"You want justice?
There is no justice.
There is only what justice you make."

In another part of the forest and along a long forgotten dirt road there was a small village that (in more prosperous times) had made its trade selling growing and selling daikon along what was known (in more prosperous times) as the Vegetable Road. The Vegetable Road was a stretch of highly fertile land that in ancient times had attracted farmers and traders, each setting up villages around a particular product and bartering with each other and later the rest of Konoha. Though never as wealthy as the more centralized trading capitals, the villages of the Vegetable Road were, nonetheless, well-to-do in the way that successful agrarian villages sometimes are. Each village, for example, could afford their own decorated shrine and well support their priests and nuns who would, kindly, pray to whatever kami would guarantee a good harvest. The carrot village prayed to the carrot kami, the buckwheat village prayed to the buckwheat kami, and the daikon village, with its two giant stone daikon carrying spears at its entrance, worshiped the daikon kami.

The people of the daikon village were simple, but not without their own language and character. It was common to hear an old daikoner declare "this daikon is my child" when tasting a particularly good daikon-based dish or to exclaim "what is this spy doing in my ramen" whenever they might come across a bit of cabbage, for the daikon and cabbage villages had been rivals for generations. Within the daikon village, this amounted to daikoners sometimes planting cabbage in their fellows' food as a practical joke, declaring them a spy for the cabbagers, but once a season the two villages would come together and compete against one another in the "Vegetable Games", followed by a two day holiday and festival. Brawls were few, but anyone caught fighting would be dropped in an enormous vegetable soup in the middle of the village.

The village came to an abrupt end on a night when the village chief, the daikon priest, and their local constable were sitting around a table eating grilled daikon with mushrooms and tofu, daikon clams and potato hotpot, and daikon and mackerel. Each sipped their tall mug of daikon beer and discussed the strange news of shinobi in the local area and even the Daimyo's men occupying the taro village. It was a darker and quieter night than was customary for the summer season and a heavy atmosphere permeated the whole village. Even the cicada would not sing.

"What if the Daimyo's men come here", demanded the constable, who had not yet touched his food and nursed his daikon beer anemically. He was younger than the others, only just entering middle age and had celebrated the occasion by growing a mustache and wearing a hat to hide the evidence of the war he was losing with his hairline. No one mentioned his hat.

"Then we will have to afford them the courtesy of the daikon. We aren't cabbagers", said the village chief, a man with a much more prestigious mustache, long and silvery and reaching his neck. He had the benefit of having a very hairy mother and his head was a garden of silver fluff, which he had to tame in a knot. It made the constable very uncomfortable, and he never met the chief eye to eye, instead drifting his gaze a few inches higher accidentally.

"And if they want our crops", the constable retorted, "Will we let them take them? I don't have the manpower to resist samurai."

"Why would they take our crops? We aren't at war", the chief replied, sipping his beer furrowing his brow, but the constable did not seem convinced. He raised an eyebrow and pointed a finger in the air to underscore his next point.

"You forget. There are shinobi on the move as well. It could be Leaf business."

"Well...", sighed the chief, "It could be. What do you think, Kannushi?"

Both men turned to the priest who had been silent up until that point. He stroked his long white beard, scratched his bald head, looked into his beer glass, and then stated with studied authority, "There was a maggot on the offerings this morning."

Both the constable and the chief looked intently on the priest and then seemed to nod in unison. A few seconds later, the constable his head slightly towards the priest, as if to ask for permission to speak again, frowned, and then said, "I am only suggesting that we-"

But whatever his suggestion was was interrupted by a loud scream from outside. The constable was the first to respond, grabbing the club from his belt and dashing out and looking around madly for whatever the trouble was. His eyes fell on a giant shadow looming in the night getting closer and closer. The constable did not hear a second scream and in a moment, there weren't any screams at all.

And that was the end of the village, its people, and the Vegetable Road. The Juubi's rampage had wiped out everyone and the ground had been blackened and seethed with a virulent hatred that most animals and even insects avoided instinctively. Nothing but twisted pallid trees and the most stubborn and hardiest of fungus grew here now. The daikon village was no more, forgotten in times, a footnote in a record book. Even the daikon temple, the pride of the village, was empty. There were no maggots. There were no insects. There were no bodies-

Except one.

Haggard and dirty, what could have been a young woman sat leaning against the corner of the room. She wore a filthy kimono that was more rags than silk. It could have been beautiful at one time but so ripped and ruined stained and muddy was it that whatever it may have been before, it was ugly now. The young woman herself breathed slowly and intentionally, as if counting the seconds of each breath. Every exhale, a quiet growl. She was battered and bruised with blue on her cheek and bloodstains on her sleeves, on her side, mixing with mud to form a wholly unpleasant and foreboding color. Her matted hair stuck to her face and she wiped it out of her wild eyes, which darted, on occasion to the window as if asking "was that a falling leaf or something... else?"

In fact, the only things about her that weren't despoiled were her teeth, which were brilliantly white and clean, and the massive sword that was leaning against the wall next to her. How she had gotten the giant thing there was a mystery, but whenever she found her eyes darting to the window, she seemed to instinctively put her hand on its blade, as if checking to see it was still there. Then, she'd look around the room and inspect the near invisible wires stretched taught everywhere. She'd check each one in a sort of pattern... but she couldn't seem to focus for long and her eyes would glaze over in exhaustion.

The daikon village had not existed for a long time.

[desdamin]

Lola Shigetsu	_______________________________________	Misaki Mori
_______________________________________	The sun was just beginning to crest. With so much light, it was certain that by now their target had gone to ground. That's right... with the sun illuminating the whole forest, they weren't going to find her running about. It was time to scout, move, find their next search location before their target had the opportunity to move again. Their target. Ts. Lola clenched her teeth and snarled, forcing that rising bile from the back of her throat. She was furious. She'd been furious since she'd read the report. Ran... Wherever she was... What was she doing? She could scarcely make sense of it. The last she'd seen her was on that boat far from home, running away while their dad, that dead-beat, the pirate, covered her escape. She'd vowed to drag her back to Suna, kicking and screaming if she had to, but she'd do it. Dear old dad was safely locked away, if she could she would have preferred to avoid locking up her entire family. Damnit Ran... Whatever yer mad at... just let me take you home... She took a sip of an extra strong latte and poured a little more water over her waterstone before returning to sharpening her scimitars. It was meditative and calming. When her mind was this full and there wasn't anyone whose ass needed kicking and when it was too early for the strip clubs, sharpening and polishing swords helped. Unfortunately, her swords were going to be as sharp as she needed them to be soon enough, ready for use. She growled a little under her breath and felt for once a resentment at having to use them. Lola had been a small terror to everyone around her on this mission. She kept her sentences terse and sharp and glared at anyone that referred to their target in anything but the most neutral of terms. While she hadn't snapped at anyone or made any sort of unreasonable demands, the tension was palpable. From the few extra seconds with her eyes closed as she forced out commands and strategies through grit teeth to the way she raised her shoulders and clenched and unclenched her fists just walking around, unless anyone had business with her, they steered clear... and for the most part, she preferred it that way. The only exception was- "Sensei! Your swords look perfect, as expected!" -Misaki. Lola grunted a slight acknowledgement and held up one of her scimitar to inspect. She chopped a little of the slurry from it and set to finishing the blade with a small piece of paper and some water. "It looks sharp enough to cut through anything", said Misaki with a smile. Lola grunted again and replied with a mumbled, "sharp ain't make the cut." Misaki threw a powerful kick in the air, held it, and slowly made circles, keeping her foot perfectly level, hoping to show off the precision that SHE'D been working on. Lola sipped her latte. "But it is sharp, sensei. You can't deny that!" Lola turned her head slightly and glanced at her apprentice with a raised eyebrow, "Sharp ain't make the cut. It's the strike. Perfect strike, perfect cut. Best blade only helps an inferior strike." Misaki knit her eyebrows and lowered her slim leg slowly to the ground, "But... it is a good blade." At that moment, one of the scouts came into their tent and Lola indicated towards him by pointing her scimitar directly at the unfortunate shinobi. "Sir", he said behind a desert lizard mask, "We have news that Leaf is on the move towards this location." Lola sheathed her blade and frowned thoughtfully, "Yeah, we're approaching their border." "Should I inform the scouts to avoid them or tail them?" "Neither. This's their territory. No reason we can't give 'em a hello. If there here, they know we're here anyway. No reason to come out here otherwise. This's dead land. Gather a troop and make an introduction." "Yes sir", said the lizard-masked man with a small bow. Lola smirked a little. It was a happy distraction.	_______________________________________

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Stepping backwards, Hiro avoided death by the narrowest of margins, his opponent's thin sword flashing by him almost too quickly to see, and mere moments later, was followed up with a barrage of thrusts and slashes aimed at cutting out the Hyuuga's heart. Nearby, chaos ensued. Toshio, a whirling dervish of fire and sword, struggled valiantly against four shinobi, each covered head to toe in dark clothing, their faces obscured, and each wielding some sort of claw weapon. They rushed in and out like a tide, striking and then fading back into smoke. Toshio scowled and then plastered a cocky grin on his face... which was typical of Toshio.

"Is that the best you can muster? Typical trash. I can do this all day..."

The mission had begun seven days ago. As always, at the beginning of training, they'd been called together and given their assignments. Unlike previous missions, however, this one was different. It was not assigned by his usual sensei, but jounin with faces hidden behind animal masks with a serious air. Killers.

"Hyuuga Hiro", said one of the men in a bear mask, "your record indicates you've led many missions. Can you handle leading the main forces?"

"Yes sir", he'd replied with a deep bow. Already, the situation was strange, but that was no excuse to back down and shirk responsibility.

"You've worked with Uchiha Toshio in the past. Do you wish him as your second or would you prefer someone more suited to the mission", asked the masked man pointedly.

"I am suited to any mission", replied Toshio, stepping out of line.

"Excuse me", said Hiro, interrupting Toshio's inappropriate tirade, "But I believed that I would be selecting my own team for the mission."

"No, Hyuuga. You will not be", replied the bear-masked shinobi. Hiro's brow furrowed unintentionally.

"Then I would like to work with Uchiha-san as my second", he said firmly. The bear nodded.

"Naturally", Toshio interjected, crossing his arms, pursing his lips, and sticking his nose in the air.

"In that case, Sarutobi Tama, you are being promoted to leader of the secondary team", the bear continued.

"I-I am? Yes sir", replied the Sarutobi with several quick and very serious bows. Hiro clenched his teeth. Were they separating out his entire team?

"Abarame Suzu, you will be her second, if it pleases her."

Yes. They were separating them.

"Now, the rest of you may open your envelope. You will find your assigned team in them. Gather together and move out immediately."

Hiro gave a quick sly glance to the rest of the group and opened his own envelope, which contained the names of his assigned team. It was large, larger than what he was used to, and filled with the same sort of ninja that he rarely spent time on. These were not the more subtle and strategy-minded members of the famous 3rd Battalion, but the hammers.

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These rogue ninja groups had begun springing up during the tense political climate between the villages. They were well-funded, well-equipped, and seemed to be well-trained. These were not some minor village specialists (they were too competent, far too competent, and powerful) and the 3rd Battalion had been tasked with routing and capturing them. Hiro had been the natural choice to lead the main team, which pleased him, though he thought it vulgar to show it. In his mind, it was only natural that he would lead. Even if he hadn't been a Hyuuga, his flawless record spoke for itself. He'd put together a few hand-picked

, but was not able to choose either of his usual back ups to his team... No, they made up the leadership of the second team, the stealth and support team. It was a lesson to him. It was a lesson to him, but it made him uncomfortable. He supposed that after having people with whom he worked regularly, he'd formed bonds with them, sentimentality. A weakness? It was unimportant.

Hiro's team was tasked with finding and engaging immediately, to defeat and capture or at least hold them off. It was infantry, heavy assault, and that made him uncomfortable as well. In the past, he'd led small strike teams of people he was familiar with, that he knew he could rely on; he and his chosen few would carry out quick and quiet attacks which overwhelmed the enemy before they even knew what hit them. Now... He didn't have that luxury. The famously persnickety and guarded genin had to lead whoever he was assigned, people that knew him only from a distance, who could not anticipate or coordinate with him naturally. He had been at a loss.

As they'd traveled, he'd looked for more people to delegate to, perhaps diamonds in the rough to carry his orders to the others, make them understand... But his lot was very rough. It was a team handpicked for frontal assault.

[desdamin]

Fire from Ember

Konoha is enjoying a time of peace under the watchful eye of Hokage Hyuuga Seiji whose stewardship began after end of the Third Shinobi World War and which saw the end of the Nine-Tail's rampage across the land ten years prior. But while they've achieved a fragile peace, seeds of its destruction have already been planted and must be weeded out. The Leaf's alliance with the Village Hidden in the Sand is unsettling to some of the other villages who view this pairing as an unbalancing of power. Some have even made overtures of arms-building, just in case the Ninja of the Leaf turn their great power upon them. Meanwhile, a former Missing-Nin from the Leaf has founded their own rogue village in the Land of Sound where they host criminals and other rogue shinobi for unknown purposes. Still more unnerving is the rumor of a group of elite shinobi wreaking havoc in several high-level outposts leaving not even the most powerful alive. Can the fire of Konoha survive?

A Bit About What You Can Expect

Welcome to Fire from Embers! I'm your host, Desdamin, and I absolutely hate summaries, so I'll get right to what you can expect. I generally have a very simple framework, but have a whole heckuva a lot of plot going on behind the scenes, which I allow characters to become privy to or not. It's my intention to give you guys a good mix of plot and freedom to do as you please and create your own stories. This means that what you see in the above description of the plot is going to necessarily be a thin veneer covering only what I can without giving anything away. Okay! Let's get on with it!

An Alternate Universe

This is an Alternate Universe RP that begins at the beginning of the Naruto Timeline and, which while it shares many similarities with the original, is not the same. There are, for example, very few canon characters aside from historical figures and the even then events may not have proceeded in the same way nor ended in the same way.

Some important things to note...

-Power Levels will not reach the ridiculous heights that the originals got to. Not even close.
-No Rinnegan. Sharingan is limited to its abilities from the beginning of the show pre-Shippuden.
-The Swords of the Mist aren't exactly the same.
-The Uchiha Massacre hasn't happened.
-Most of the power canon moves were developed by and are being used by characters other than who had done so originally.
-I will not allow any Genjutsu that would essentially be an instant kill. If you want Genjutsu, be warned.
-The origin of Chakra is the cycle of life and death. There are no moon men.
-Any specific question can be directed towards me, the thread lead, and I'll update as needed.

Rules

I'm not going to spend a lot of time making a lot of rules. I'd rather treat y'all like adults, so...

-Keep your posts readable, grammatical, and thought through. Certainly don't ignore other players' posts or character agency.

-Don't cause drama, obviously. If you've a problem with the rp or a player, take it up with me before you cause some big thing.

-I vet kind of hard and you can expect me to be critical of almost everyone's profiles, at first. This is to save trouble later. I'm willing to work with you, usually, to find something that can work. If, for some reason, you want to play a canon character, you'll be held to a higher standard.

-I don't expect one liners or novels. Give people enough to actually respond to and try for a bit of meat. If you really can't think of much, perhaps do a collaborative post to get a lot out quickly. Try to keep collaborative posts from a single perspective for readability.

-I reserve the right to kick out anyone for any reason whatsoever. My rules aren't technical and I won't be rules-lawyered into changing my mind. Act right.

[desdamin]

Player Characters

Here, I will list the Player Characters and link to their profiles in this thread.

Konoha Teams

Here, I will list the teams and link to the profile in this thread. I will add more as needed.

Team 1

Jounin:
Genin:
Genin:
Genin:

Bijuu

Here I will list all Bijuu taken and link to their jinchuuriki's profile. If they aren't listed here, they aren't taken.

Seven Swords

Here I will list all Seven Swords taken, what they are and do, and link to their owner's profile. If they aren't listed here, they aren't taken.

Kubikiribōchō

The Executioner's Blade drinks the iron from the blood of its enemies to make itself keener and more powerful. Lacking this, however, it becomes depressed and reverts to a smaller an weaker form. It is usual for it to grow neigh unbreakable and of extreme sharpness in the midst of battle. It cries out for the blood of its enemies and sulks without it. Owner - Ran Shigetsu.

Profile Skeleton

Exactly what it sounds like. Below is the Profile Skeleton. Please use the correct formatting. Send it to me or post it in the OOC. Once approved, I'll ask you to post it in the Profile section.

I expect people to observe power levels, which are not super high in this.

Genin: I will assume your character knows all the academy jutsu (since they're mostly required to graduate). Aside from that, 2 to 4 unique jutsu of not incredible will be the norm. Maybe a few more, if you're using non-chakra related taijutsu. Maybe on the lower side if your jutsu are particularly powerful and specialized.

Chunnin: Around 4 to 8 unique jutsu seems appropriate. Chuunin get to participate in jounin missions and genin missions (especially as substitutes for jounin away on their own missions), though they don't have a regular role and shouldn't expect to have one, necessarily.

Jounin: I'm not setting a hard limit here, but know that I will moderate your power level. I'll also expect jounin level players to take some measure of responsibility for plotting, some of the higher end story stuff and they may even run their own missions with their genin or others, if they like. With power comes great blah blah blah...

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[indent][indent][indent][color=yourcolor]Insert any nick names or Title your character may go by. (Ex: Kakashi of the Sharingan , Pervy Sage.)[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[color=slategray] ✖ ‖[/color] B i o g r a p h y
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[indent][indent][indent][color=yourcolor]Insert Kekkei Genkai, describe if made up, send naruto wiki link if canon, though you may be questioned as to why your character has a specific Kekkei Genkai. (Delete section if none.)[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent][indent][color=yourcolor]Insert nature release(s). You will be limited to a maximum of three here, but please be reasonable, I don't want to see everyone with more than two. If you have any question, please ask me.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[indent][indent][indent][color=yourcolor]Insert any natural or trained talents or skills that aren't summed up within specific techniques. Such as swordsmanship, enhanced hearing, or an impressive affinity for cooking.[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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Hana Bohi

"Precision is nearest to perfection!"

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The classroom was set up in a semi-circle, the teacher's podium in front of the black board, the focus of the class. The desks, situated on an incline with each higher than the last as they went back, assured that no student would miss any part of Bohi-sensei's lectures. The Bohi-sensei herself currently stood in the front of the class, her back to the students. She had, cradled in her left arm, a binder and in her right, a simple white piece of chalk that was on its last legs. So far, almost the entire chalkboard was covered with precise boxes, each categorized "Team 1" or "Team 2" and so on. What was so remarkable about this was that every single one of the boxes and every single character on the board looked as if it were typed and printed. Further, if it weren't for the fact that it was obviously in chalk and it was obviously a blackboard, one might have thought that what they were looking at was some sort of projection. It took her an awfully long time to set it all up, and she was just never quite satisfied. Even as she hurried to finish, because she had to finish, she knew she wasn't going to be satisfied with it when she stepped back and actually looked at it. More than likely it was at a slight slant, or perhaps the board was crooked or maybe she'd accidentally discover that the foundation of the building was a little off, a centimetre or two... and then she'd have to start all over again from scratch. At that moment, her chalk decided to crumble into dust leaving a large white powdery ball on the board where the name "Yuzuzoshi" had once seemed so pristine. She froze. Her eye twitched. She reached for the eraser, choking the poor thing in her grip. She was going to have to write it agai- The very loud school bell indicating the few minutes until the beginning of class interrupted her small conniption fit and brought her back to the real world... the world that didn't have numbers and checks and balances and patterns that must MUST be satisfied... well... there were fewer, anyway. She turned quite suddenly, a mild, but displeased look upon her face. She looked around the room to see who was already there and who was yet to arrive. She couldn't imagine any of them would arrive late. What sort of shinobi would be late to see what team they'd been selected for?!? She took a few breaths and tried to calm down. It helped, but she still had the urge to get her chart just so... She told herself she'd do it later, once her other duties had been taken care of. In fact, she wrote it in her binder, three times before finally turning back to the class, clearly satisfied with the arrangement and much calmer as a result. The bell rang. She had to remind herself it barely mattered now; if she didn't get started explaining the student's team selection, she herself very well stood the possibility of being late to start class! This was exactly why she never used the chalkboard! "Goodmorning class", she began pleasantly, finally getting her footing, "today's a very big day for y-" She heard murmuring which interrupted her speech. Her eyes snapped from gentle to deadly like a flip of a switch and she glared around the room, finally resting her gaze on a group of students talking among themselves, one who had clearly fallen asleep. His body lay prone across his desk while a thin stream of drool leaked out of the corner, onto the desk and down the side. Hana scoffed and straightened her posture. They obviously weren't taking their future very seriously at all! She fumed, but then bit it back. If they wanted to miss out on their instructions, then that was their decision. "On the-" But then the prone boy snored and in the span of a second, he found his head smashed into the wall behind his desk. He looked around confused for a moment while the eraser that Bohi-sensei had thrown at him dislodged itself. "Chotzu! This is your future we're discussing here! You might wish to stay awake for it", yelled Hanna, who drew her small body up still straighter. Chotzu rubbed his forehead and whined, but straightened up too. The display of Bohi-sensei's eraser prowess seemed to have whipped the other talking students into attention too... and yet this didn't please Hana one bit. "Now class, behind me is a chart of each of the teams, complete with their number and members", she said at a slightly faster clip. She was annoyed, and now quite determined to get through this without any further interruptions. She marched over to the board and pointed to a perfectly square box labelled "Team 8" and continued, "Now, for example, Chotzu Akimichi? you are here, on... Team 8 and your sensei is Jounin Instructor Yamcha Yamanaka." She took a deep breath and finished with a wide smile, "Now, please come and see where you are listed and pick up your schedule at my desk. After that, you're all dismissed! Congratulations on your accomplishment and good luck on your ninja journey!" She bowed politely and crossed her way over to her desk, where she began arranging paperclips just so.

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Jin Kani

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

12 / July 4th

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

"I'm a man!"

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

"Underneath this armor is a paragon of manliness, and I'm still but a boy. The Great Jin Kani has honed his body into a machine worthy of the powerful sting of the mighty crab, from which he claims his name. Ladies, if you feel yourself swooning as he removes his shirt, do not fear. That is normal."

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Kani Clan: Originally from the Mist Village, the Kani were involved in a clan civil war between themselves and the Soft Shells, a group of dangerous radicals, and a clan war against the Kurage. Framed for treason by the treacherous Kurage, the Kani fled the Mist and defected to the Land of Whirlpools for a time and then to Konoha proper. The Kani follow the way of the Crab, they are proud and honorable, known for being strong of limb and intractable of will.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Gendo Kani
Mother: Jinko Kani
Siblings: Genjin Kani (older brother)
Others: Genryu Kani (Uncle-Missing Nin)

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Genin

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

The Magnificent Jin Kani, The Wonderous Brave Hero Jin Kani, The Fierce Crab of Konoha, The Handsome Crab of the Leaf, and more!

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

Loud and pompous, Jin spends most of his time striking poses and hitting on women. Though very short-tempered, it is difficult for him to identify that anyone is insulting and/or making fun of him. It is as if the concept doesn't even enter his head that they may be. He tends to leap before he looks, often becomes quite gung ho about something, and isn't easily dissuaded by anything at all. He's actually smarter than he seems, but he is so set in his outlook and his way of doing things that even if he feels there may be a smarter way, he will forgo it in favor of the more manly way. He is brave to the point of foolhardiness and self-confident to the point of insanity. He'll take up almost any challenge and, even if he is terribly over-matched, will never give up until the end.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

✖ - Himself
✖ - Girls
✖ - Himself and girls
✖ - His older brother
✖ - Making an entrance
✖ - Being complimented
✖ - Relating things to the mighty crab
✖ - Training

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

✖ - Dishonorable approaches
✖ - Cowardice
✖ - The Kurage
✖ - Cunning plans that aren't cunning like the mighty crab
✖ - Being insulted
✖ - An overabundant proportion of vegetables

✖ ‖ N i n d o

My will is stronger than anything you've ever seen. I AM THE GLORIOUS JIN KANI!

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

Jin's the second son of Gendo Kani and Jinko Kani, Jin was raised on stories of the Kani's greatness and his father's and older brother's great deeds. As a result, he grew up idolizing his clan (and developing a seething hatred of his clan's rivals, the Kurage Clan) and particularly his brother, who he was certain would definitely be the next Hokage. Jin's boundless confidence and energy, far from making him lazy, encouraged him to work harder than others. After all, he had a legacy to live up to.

Unfortunately, his pride and confidence often got him into trouble and his brash ways and flashy entrances could sometimes put other kids and even teachers off to him. Luckily for Jin, he never saw it this way in the least. The other kids were definitely far too intimidated by his extra cool persona to approach. After all, if he turned down their friendship, they might never recover. But the path of the marvelous was often a lonely one and Jin accepted the burden of ultimate cool. He'd bear it.

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Water/Earth

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

✦ Presentation
✦ Creative Writing "Every teacher has commented upon my most amazing gift for superlatives and greatness."
✦ Boundless Confidence
✦ Amazing grip
✦ Incredible Endurance and Tenacity
✦ Fantastic Physical Strength
✦ Dancing
✦ Often too dumb to fail.

✖ ‖ J u t s u

Kani Basic Techniques

✦ Crab Claw- Through extensive chakra training, the limbs of the Kani become extremely powerful and difficult to injure. The more training, the harder to injure they become. Additionally, their grip becomes something fierce, able to crush rocks, bone, even rend metals, eventually. At this point, Jin's limbs can handle a few blows from a katana before they begin to bleed and can crush rocks with relative ease.

✦ Dance of the Crab- By training their footwork, the Kani become both elusive and much quicker than their fellows, graceful to the point that watching them fight often seems like dancing, particularly Tango dancing.

✦ Taste of the Sea- The Kani can spit copious amounts of sea water from their mouths. This increases in power and volume as the Kani becomes more adept and powerful with their chakra.

Hard Shell Techniques

✦ Crab Fiddle- The dominant hand of the Kani enlarges to roughly the size of the Kani's torso, particularly the forearm, granting the arm roughly ten times its normal strength. Unfortunately, the arm is also ungainly and requires quite a bit of strength to move around with it, let alone wield effectively.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

✦ Kani Shield: A large tower shield, traditionally gifted to Kani upon becoming Genin. Like all Kani equipment, it is a training tool, eventually replaced with jutsu.
✦ Kani Battle Helmet: A battle helmet gifted and modified throughout a Kani's career, eventually shed when the Kani learns a clan jutsu that makes the helmet unnecessary.

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Forward moving and powerful, Jin is a bullish fighter who makes a splashy entrance and will slug it out longer than anyone would expect. He has trained his footwork so his movements can appear almost dance-like when he isn't laying the smack down, but rather than avoid his enemies, he's more likely to charge right through them. He thinks sneaking is cowardly and would much rather announce his presence and demand a formal duel. At this time, he refuses to hit a woman.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

Triumphant Magnificent Crab Theme

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

Desdamin

[desdamin]

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Hiro Hyuuga

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

12 / December 14

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

Male

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

Thin

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Hyuuga: One of the four noble clans of Konohagakure, as well as the strongest clan in the village. All members born into this clan possess the Byakugan, a kekkei genkai that gives them extended fields of vision and the ability to see through solid objects and even the chakra circulatory system, amongst other things. Members of this clan also possess an innate ability which allows them to expel chakra from any of the tenketsu in their body.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Seiji Hyuuga
Mother: Haruka Hyuuga
Siblings: n/a
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

Genin

✖ ‖ S p e c i a l S t a t u s

Heir to the Hyuuga

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

Son of the White Eye Tiger

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

"The leaves change and, in the autumn, fall. So it is year after year, but the change is just a color, the sun, and the wind..."

The prodigy heir to the Hyuuga, Hiro is cold and aristocratic. While a very competent leader and strategist, he appears to disregard others almost completely. His skill with the gentlefist is well known. He's adept at playing politics and, while saying little and being ever polite, is used to placing others in poor positions. To most, he can seem ruthless in pursuit of his goals, but he holds himself to the highest of standards. He has a cool head, solid judgement, and determination that have seen him consistently at the top of his class. He has never been defeated by a peer nor would he ever deign to spend effort to defeat them, if they were to challenge him.

Underneath this cold exterior, Hiro tends to be fatalistic, self-questioning, and lonely. He feels the utmost responsibility to be a shining example of the Hyuuga and the Leaf that borders on crushing and his single-minded devotion to the ideal set forth by his father dominates his existence. Hiro does not know if there is a Hiro beyond his responsibility.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

✖ - Cold soba "Some prefer hot soba, but it ruins the buckwheat."
✖ - Plum blossoms "The plum blossoms into a flower that is surprising and fragrant. Like the plum, they can stand a grain of salt."
✖ - Poetry "A single misplaced word is like a single misplaced strike: Fatal."
✖ - Cool days "Wind brings with it many things."
✖ - Shogi "I don't play Shogi."

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

✖ - People who do not know their place.
✖ - Being so weak as to need to expend effort.
✖ - Dreaming.
✖ - Naps.
✖ - Fatty food.

✖ ‖ N i n d o

"The way is effortless."

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

Born to the head of the Hyuuga Clan who would later abdicate the position to become the Hokage, Hiro grew up immersed in the political life and culture of his Clan and the village as a whole. Seiji Hyuuga was a powerful and respected shinobi and, while he never spoke to his son of his own accomplishments, Hiro was informed of them by others and was quietly proud of his father in a way that seemed fitting. But Seiji was a busy man and Hiro spent most of his time with his mother Haruka who taught him much about his culture and people.

During his time at the Shinobi Acaedemy, he kept himself separate from the other children, saying little and keeping his own council. Regardless of his solitary nature, his high scores and cool demeanor made him popular despite himself. As he got closer to graduation, he had developed a reputation for being aloof but those that found themselves in ill-favor with him also found themselves snubbed. It was rare to see him struggle with anything from written tests to field tests to combat tests. When asked about his work load, regardless of how great it might have been, his constant reply was "It is only a small matter" and would say no more about it.

Throughout his school career, he would occasionally visit his father in his office to tell him his progress. What was typical was that his father would listen and make a small comment at the end, neither praising nor condemning him and Hiro would lie in bed wondering about it. But Hiro's life was quiet and well guarded. His shinobi career would be reflect what he was: The son of Seiji the White Eyed Tiger, the heir to the Hyuuga, the boy for whom everything must come without effort.

✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i

Byakugan

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Wind/Water

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

-Composing poems
-Shogi
-Fishing and cooking fish
-Making noodles and buns
-Taijutsu
-Iaijutsu

✖ ‖ J u t s u

-Gentle Fist: The Gentle Fist (柔拳, Jūken) is a form of hand-to-hand combat used by members of the Hyūga clan. It inflicts internal damage through attacking the body's Chakra Pathway System, subsequently injuring organs which are closely intertwined with the area of the network which has been struck. To do this, the user surgically injects a certain amount of their own chakra into the opponent's chakra pathway system, causing damage to surrounding organs due to their proximity to the chakra circulatory system. Even the slightest tap can cause severe internal damage, hence the name "gentle" fist. Hiro's mastery of the skill is exceptional for his age and he enjoys ending fights against peers without using more than a single hand (sometimes with a single blow), considering anything else beneath him.

-Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven: The moment before the Hyūga is struck by an attack, they emit chakra from all of their body's tenketsu to block it. They then spin rapidly, repelling the attack (and anything else in the vicinity) away and creating a protective shield for as long as they continue to spin. The greater the force of an attack, the greater the force with which it's repelled. Hiro's is currently quite close range, extending only a foot from his palms. And while he can create something larger, if need be, it loses its force making it highly imperfect the larger he attempts to make it.

-Eight Trigrams One Palm: Rather than focus on hitting multiple times, Hiro focuses on absolute precision, putting enough chakra into a strike to a tenketsu to render his foe overloaded. While delivered with almost no force at all, the effect can be devastating. Often used in conjunction with Body Flicker to surprise and enemy from range.

-Body Flicker Technique: A ninja can move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed. To an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. It is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalise the body and move at extreme speeds. The amount of chakra required depends on the overall distance and elevation between the user and the intended destination. Hiro leaves plum blossom petals in his wake.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

Standard ninja gear

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Hiro has a relaxed style and rarely falls into even a formal fighting stance. He moves easily, flowing from side to side and picking his shots. He wants every blow to end the fight and sometimes puts himself at a disadvantage when fighting what he considers to be trash.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

Link to your themesong. (Optional)

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

Desdamin

[desdamin]

Hideo Sarutobi

"Compromise is a lie told to abdicate duty."

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Hideo nodded and looked to Botan, "If this is acceptable to Nakano-san...", and Botan nodded back before Hideo continued, "then we will gather our forces and go. It would be better to wait until night, but there is not time... there are more forces coming to collect our target. If we don't secure the target before they arrive, there is no chance of success. We will all die. Try not to, if you can." He looked to Botan again and said, "I will need coordinates." "Oh... yes...", Botan stammered, handing Hideo a small scrap of paper. Hideo took it, opened it with a glance, and then ate it. Botan looked a bit worried, "It... was encoded..." "Poorly", Hideo responded with a happy nod. He smiled and let out a sigh, his hand slipping to the weapon on his back but regardless, he straightened up and cheerfully walked towards the genin, pointing to Natsuo and Bakuto with a "you and you and..." and turned to the Kumo genin. Botan, who had been watching him with a kind of hang-dog expression gave Ari a look, which Hideo seemed to pick up on. He pointed to her "and you... AND NARA-CHAN", Yue emerged glaring angrily from behind a tree with red cheeks and a murderous expression, "You are coming with me!" And without another word, he was away. Along the way, he left various crudely drawn faces of Oni pinned to passing trees, each with various expressions, some angry, some sad, some laughing... but all cartoonishly expressive, despite looking as if they were painted haphazardly. Hideo moved swiftly through the trees, much faster than he'd ran earlier, outpacing the genin significantly. He reached the area he supposed the cave to be hidden and immediately set about testing the earth and soil. His eyes searched around wildly, though his face remained completely relaxed. Eventually, they settled on a rockface. Amateurish... or a show of confidence... or pressure. No, confidence. The clones would be useful. He looked around the rockface to find what he was looking for, covered in mud and transformed, a tag, a rock whose shadow mismatched. He pulled it off and a cave revealed itself.

[desdamin]

.:Seiji Hyuuga:.

"All ways lead to death.
The way is in death.
Some ways are quicker."

Away from the classroom and in the hokage's office, Seiji Hyuuga sat in a simple chair behind a simple desk and pored over a crystal ball. In it, images of shinobi, one by one, returning home appeared and disappeared into the next. Everyone was arriving back, as they should. Many of these young ninja would soon be receiving assignment as jounin instructors, leading teams of genin, some of them for the first time. It was the same every year; the jounin would return and receive a summons to his office, where they'd receive their next assignment and a file for each of the newly exalted shinobi. Seiji had, as he had done year after year, read the files and conducted his own examination of the young hopefuls and their prospective instructors. It was his responsibility.

He took a deep breath and relaxed his brow, which had been pulled knit, and allowed his face to stray from the ball to the small tea cup his wife had poured him earlier. In the quiet of his largely bare office, with only the steam of the tea and gentle glow of the crystal ball on his face, he could almost hear the rumble of the children of the academy, the din of the streets farther out, the birds in the trees... and out and out and out. The Byakugan came with it many gifts, not the least of which was an early understanding that even in emptiness, there was so much fullness. The tea was given to him by his wife Haruka and its steam warmed the air, just as the warmth of her still lingered in the room, and he could feel the echoes of her, though she was gone, and the echoes of hokage past, each having left their mark, a reflection of a reflection. Much like this crystal ball left by the Third, they were a window. They hung in the air and followed him, trailing behind as he imagined he in turn trailed behind and would some day echo to someone else.

No more tea.

The Byakugan revealed so much and so did age and so did wisdom and he was wise enough and he had lived long enough to know the difficulty and value in not knowing. He didn't know his son, not as he knew his classmates. He was a subject with which he'd adopted a policy of mystery. Instead, he'd pass duties around him to his most trusted friends. He would, instead, rely on their expertise, would not inquire... His duty as a father demanded his ignorance, lest he bend him. Hiro must be true.

Still, in this instance, he knew much more than he'd have liked. By virtue of knowing everyone else's team, he couldn't help but know Hiro's as well, though he'd no knowledge of who his jounin would be. And yet... he'd know soon enough. Like every other jounin, they would be called into his office and he would hand them their files and then... perhaps he'd know too much. His eyes softened, then flattened, and then his face hardened and he wrapped the crystal ball in soft and dark fabric that protected it from the outside world and the outside world from its vision. This was a difficulty he would have to put out of his mind. Anticipation interfered with the here and now and any jounin may arrive. Seiji clasped his hands and rested his elbows on the desk.

He was ready.

[desdamin]

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Misaki Mori

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

12/ May 22

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

Female

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

Petite/Slim/Dancer's build

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Sunagakure exchange student to Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

No Clan Affiliation

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Matsu Mori
Mother: Megumi Mori
Siblings:
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

Genin

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

Misa Misa (Lola's occasional nickname for her)

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

Arrogant, belligerent, and focused on one thing: beating the best and claiming the title for herself. She is clever and caustic and will often do or say just about anything to bait the person she wants to fight into fighting her, denying any refusal to fight and taking any challenger. In school, this meant she was a bit of a bully and would often terrorize her classmates, if she thought that they were worthy of fighting, though the few people that she talked to outside of a fighting context might have noted that while impatient, she is generally thoughtful, if critical.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

✖ - Training
✖ - Fighting
✖ - Buns
✖ - Wit
✖ - Sweet Things

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

✖ - Stupid people
✖ - People picking on weaker people
✖ - Impractical clothing
✖ - Sour things
✖ - Being sick

✖ ‖ N i n d o

"I will never be afraid of anyone ever again and I will always be proud of myself."

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

Misaki was born in Sunagakure, the child of an architect (her father) and a real estate mogul (her mother) and had no plans to become a ninja, initially. Her family was both wealthy and respected and Misaki was very bright, and so she was accepted into and learning at one of the best schools in the country. Back then, she was a shy and timid thing, scared of the world outside of her home and outside of her few friends and social group. Averse to exercise, and prone to fainting, it was probably better that way.

Unfortunately, when she was old enough that some of the children her own age could enter the ninja academy, some of the more spiteful ones began to push around the kids from her school. She became a particularly rich target for bullying, due to her helplessness and general timidity. Her parents hired her a bodyguard for a while, and she spent her days hiding behind the leg of the rather large man assigned to protect the rather small child... but this precaution backfired. Instead of protecting her from the ire of the ninja academy students, she drew the ire of her classmates, who now viewed her bodyguard as an unwelcome incursion into their territory.

And besides... it made them all look like scaredy-cats.

She begged her parents to fire the bodyguard, and they acquiesced, but it did not stop the kids from pushing her around. Now, with nowhere to go, she found herself a victim wherever she went, whether it was school or walking through town. She stopped going out, she stayed home, she developed a terrible chronic cough, her fainting became much worse. Doctors were called. She was pronounced as having weak lungs and possibly being anemic. Her parents brought in tutors and she learned from home.

But one day, when she was feeling particularly strong, she ventured outside, at her parents' insistence. Concerned at how afraid their child was growing, they had decided to take steps to gradually bring her back to the world. Today, she'd be going to the candy shop to get some tasty treats for herself, a little reward for being so brave... and when she got back, there'd be an even bigger surprise waiting for her... But alas, that wasn't to be. While coming merrily back home, carrying a big back of candy, she was confronted by a group of academy kids.

"What's in the bag", they asked her.

"N-nothing... I-its a gift... for me...", she replied.

Apparently, that was the wrong answer. They snatched the bag from her and kicked her to the ground, intending to do far worse, apparently, but they were stopped by a woman with two scimitars on her back. Not intimidated so easily, the foolish kids attempted to assault the woman, who very easily put them on the ground, without hurting them, and then spanked them for good measure.

"Didn't your mother teach you any manners", she yelled at them, as they ran, "Don't go attacking little girls", she turned then to the fallen Misaki and reached out a hand, "You okay kid? You can't let people like that push you around."

Misaki couldn't stop staring at the woman. She was beautiful and strong and confident... nothing like her at all... she took her hand and got to her feet. For some reason, the woman was looking her up and down. She seemed to be analyzing her.

"The name's Lola. Lola Shigetsu. Master swordswoman. This kind of thing happen often? Eh, you don't got to answer that. But, you know... you got some good legs."

Misaki blushed and looked down, shaking her head vigorously. What could this woman possibly mean by that?

"No, I mean it. With a little training... I'll bet you could put those to good use."

Misaki blushed harder, turning a very bright red, which this Lola person seemed to find hilarious. She wouldn't stop chuckling.

"Alright, alright, you've convinced me. I'm gonna make you my personal project, how about it? Want to learn from the best?"

Was she serious? What was going on? And what was that flier she was waiving about? Martial arts school? None of this made any sense! Misaki looked up shakily and said, "M-m-my n-n-name is..."

And then promptly feinted.

When she finally came to, she was somewhere unfamiliar and surrounded by Suna ninja. She could hear her parents yelling at someone... who appeared to be that Lola person... who was yelling right back... was this a dream?

"Look! I didn't kidnap your daughter! She feinted 'n I had no idea who she was so I took her home 'ntil she woke up! Hey! Look! She's waking up! Tell 'em, girl!"

All eyes fell on Misaki...

"I...I...I...", but she feinted again.

Luckily, when she came to this time, she was at home, surrounded by her parents who were very concerned with her well-being. They asked her what happened and she told them as best she could, eventually convincing her parents not to press charges against Lola, though they did have a few choice things to say about her... and they were convinced that trying to make Misaki leave the house had been a very bad idea. Misaki, however, had other ideas.

"I-I...I want to learn from Miss Shigetsu", she whimpered at them. They were taken aback. Their daughter... learn from such a crass and antagonizing person?

"I... don't want to be inside anymore... I don't w-want to be scared... I... Please? Please?"

She had never asked for such a thing before, and her parents, after much deliberation and arguing, eventually agreed on a trial basis. The trial basis was a resounding success.

Though it was very difficult, within a month, their daughter was a completely different person, every day more vivacious and energetic, more confident... she'd stopped fainting, the color had come back to her face... She was even able to return to school again. And this time, when the other kids attempted to push her around, she pushed back. Actually, she started pushing back hard... maybe a little too hard. Actually, the other kids were beginning to become afraid of her and the teachers were starting to notice.

Luckily, before any of this could come to a head and before little Misaki could be blamed, Lola told her to go to the ninja academy and "kick ass". Misaki proceeded to do just that. After quite a bit of begging on her part, and then a month of sneaking off, despite her parents' initial denial, she was eventually allowed to go to the Ninja Academy, where she proceeded to pick fights with anyone she felt was worthy of fighting. It wasn't long before she got a bad reputation and, while her school work was always impeccable, her attitude and her abrasive behavior made her difficult to get along with. For her graduating year, Lola suggested she enter the exchange program with Konoha, where she carved out a reputation for herself in much the same way that she had in Suna... but far from the life she once knew.

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Lightning

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

✦ Studying
✦ Training
✦ Picking up ideas quickly.
✦ Wit/Quick thinking
✦ Focus
✦ Strategy/Tactics
✦ Agility/Evasion
✦ Kicking

✖ ‖ J u t s u

Reeling Flower Technique: This is Misaki's signature fighting style. It is primarily made up of chained kicks with a few palm techniques and comes in two styles, the offensive Sun Blossom, and the countering Moon Blossom. It is a style that she devised herself, with the help of her sensei, and is an unarmed adaptation of her sensei's double scimitar fighting style but is also expanded upon, and trimmed as needed. A very fast and aggressive style, the Reeling Flower utilizes lightning quick footwork and blindingly fast kicks mixed with distracting and stunning assaults from the hands and fast distance changes. It is usually performed with lightning chakra channeled into the attacks for a variety of effects.

-Static Charge- Most of the time, this is what Misaki relies on. Throughout the arc of her attack, she generates a static charge, which discharges when it strikes or is blocked, creating a small electrical blast. If the opponent evades, the charge remains and builds on the next attack, allowing her to deliver a much more devastating blow, once an opponent is finally forced to take the hit or block. While it does not take a lot of chakra, it requires chakra to maintain. With her current level, she utilizes it mostly for singular power attacks.

-Sun Blossom Style-
The first style Misaki developed. It is offensively oriented and aimed at overwhelming the opponent quickly. Most of the moves work in chains and combinations and most of the techniques are circular and rotational.
✦ Poppies Arranged in a Row: Misaki throws a series of spinning kicks in a row to overwhelm the opponent's defenses, occasionally reversing direction to throw the opponent off balance. Once the revolution of kicks has started, it is difficult to defend against.
✦ Daisy Chain: A series of roundhouse kicks performed at high speeds at all available targets with the same leg. This flurry of attacks is often used as a finishing move, once an enemy's defenses have been lowered.

-Moon Blossom Style-
The second style Misaki developed to cover the holes of the Sun Blossom Style. It is focused on evasion and countering, often using an opponents force against them. This style contains more straight kicks, short kicks, and jams.
✦Trimming the Flower Heads: A well-timed kick that attacks the vulnerable part of an attacking limb with a fast round kick. It utilizes the shin to, for example, damage an opponents tricep during a punch or sword thrust or an opponent's thigh during a kick. This is often performed in a series to counter a combination.
✦Dance of the Lily: A sidestep turned into a stop-kick aimed at the ankles and knees of the opponent. It is particularly effective against an advancing or kicking opponent.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

She uses her legs, which are slim and strong, sort of light colored, like the rest of her. They are long and flexible, trained to move quickly and agilely. They are human legs with no special properties and, as such are subject to the same strengths and limitations. She occasionally uses a standard kunai for defense. She carries standard ninja gear, otherwise.

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Her fighting style is agile and based around high-speed kicks and figuring out her opponent. She's a thoughtful fighter who quickly adapts to situations that are presented to her, despite the apparent aggressive nature of her assaults. She's aware of some of her physical stamina problems and, though largely mitigated by training, makes her loathe to overextend herself. She is, nevertheless, tenacious.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

Might pick one later

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

Desdamin

[desdamin]

Hideo Sarutobi

"Compromise is a lie told to abdicate duty."

_______________________________________________

Emerging from the nearby trees, a man in a baboon ANBU mask approached the congregated shinobi at the village gates. On his back, he carried an omi yari and on his belt, he carried a short blade, perhaps a tanto or a dagger. He held one hand behind his back and another swung freely by his side. He gave an anemic wave as he came closer, which turned into a fist and then fell limply again. "I have found you", he stated plainly to all involved, "You will be divided into team Ichika and Team Mizuraki. I have heard Ichika has her team prepared. Mizuraki is less competent. I hope that she does not rely on her natural talent instead of tactics. My first impression of her is poor." He used no honorifics. "I believe that honesty fosters trust. It is important for the genin to know whether they are on the more or less competent team so that they can make up for their leader's mistakes and missteps", he continued. He then paused, "Forgive me. My name is Hideo. I have been asked to act as representative and overseer for the council for this mission." And it was only then that he used his free hand to remove his mask. Underneath was a surprisingly warm and open smile, "It is a pleasure to work with you." The smile dropped immediately as his attention went to attaching his mask to his belt, but returned sporadically, flashing when his eyes met another shinobi and was just as warm and open, just as sincere, and gone just as quickly giving way to perhaps a bored expression. It was nondescript. "The object of this mission is none of your concern. We are meeting a Kumo team at our rendezvous point", he paused and turned briefly to Tenshi and said in a particularly friendly tone, "You'll be pleased to know that your brother-adopted brother- will be among them. In your absence, he's been promoted to jounin and given his own team", and then turned back to the rest of the assembled ninja, "We will be leaving as soon as Mizuraki is able to arrange her team into something capable of following the rest of the group." Throughout, his hand never left his back, where it gripped his omi yari loosely.

[desdamin]

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✖ ‖ N a m e

[color=yourcolor]Kuroki Kiyuusagi[/color]

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

[color=yourcolor]21 / April 17[/color]

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

[color=yourcolor]Male[/color]

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

[color=yourcolor]Strongly built, but sinewy. He looks as if he'd be at home on a fishing boat.[/color]

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

[color=yourcolor]Konoha[/color]

✖ ‖ C l a n

[color=yourcolor]Kiyuusagi Clan: Originally a far more tribal clan than most, the Kiyuusagi lived in the forests of Konoha and were known for riding giant rabbits and their amazing archery. Early on, they would actually raid Konoha, who was encroaching upon their ancestral homelands. It wasn't until the second hokage extended a hand of friendship that hostilities ceased and the clan was invited to be a part of the village proper. Traditionally, the Kiyuusagi based their martial arts on arrows, with their weapons being first the bow, then their spear, which resembles a large arrow and is often used as a javelin, and twin daggers, which resemble arrowheads. Since joining the village, they have become known for their loyalty, fleetness of foot, and adaptability in combat.[/color]

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

[color=yourcolor]Father: Kuro Kiyuusagi
Mother: Tsuki Kiyuusagi
Siblings: Yuhiko (middle sibling, sister) and Haruhi (youngest sibling, sister)
Others:[/color]

✖ ‖ R a n k

[color=yourcolor]Jounin/ Team 1[/color]

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

[color=yourcolor]Red Hare-ow (pronounced Hair-O, a play on the words hare, arrow, and hero. Given to him by his youngest sister Haruhi.) [/color]

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

[color=yourcolor]A bit of a rough with a few secret soft spots, he's a straight forward kind of person that doesn't believe in beating around the bush or putting on airs about things. He wears his heart on his sleeve, and when he protects it, he protects it fiercely. Well suited to being alone or with company, he's jocular, even when he's the only one around. A big proponent of learning by doing, when trying to learn something new, he isn't one to pay too much attention to theory or to read instructions unless he absolutely has to. That said, he is prone to experimentation and adding his own spin on things. While not anti-authority, exactly, he tends to only listen to the parts he thinks he has to and has been known to circumvent instructions on technicality or skirt the rules.[/color]

✖ ‖ L i k e s

[color=yourcolor]✖ - Various types of pickles.
✖ - Dancing, which he thinks he's quite good at.
✖ - Sports, generally.
✖ - Bar bets.
✖ - Sunny breezy days.[/color]

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

[color=yourcolor]✖ - Bad singing
✖ - Anything too artsy except for kabuki theater, which he has respect for.
✖ - Diet food or drink.
✖ - Shopping for clothing. (Shopping in general, but especially for clothes)
✖ - Princessy types[/color]

✖ ‖ N i n d o

[color=yourcolor]"Stay on target. Don't try. Do it."[/color]

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

[color=yourcolor]A bit of a wild kid, his placement on a team with Hana Bohi and Genjin Kani, the two biggest sticks-in-the-mud in the entire world, probably, didn't sit very well with him. Combined with his teacher, a flamboyant, heavily perfumed, and finicky pretty-boy medic and Kuroki could only hope that he'd achieve the rank of Chuunin as quickly as possible and get away from these extremely annoying people. At that age, he was impatient and with the world finally settling down after the war, it was harder to get the distinguishing marks he'd need to reach his goal. It was only made worse by the fierce competition that his teammate Hana seemed to strike up with him, something encouraged by his instructor.

With the two of them competing for the spot of top marksman, Kuroki doubled his efforts with his bow, eventually trading his regular long bow for a gigantic war bow that required him to use his arms and legs to fire simultaneously and which used arrows the size of javelins. Sure, Hana had the edge when it came to quick medium range projectiles, but she couldn't match him in sheer power. Soon enough, it was time for the chuunin exams and Kuroki was feeling cocky. His style was unmatched, wasn't it? Even if he were to face the strongest genin of the other villages, they wouldn't even see him before being shot down.

In fact, he made it to the finals, a tournament style fight between the remaining genin. It was here that he'd meet his match. His own teammate Genjin defeated him in the final round. He'd never even considered Genjin before. To lose to him was devastating at first, but prompted him to rethink his whole approach. Still, he and his teammates were promoted to Chuunin, having all performed exceptionally. Humbled, he opened up to his teammates more. Though they'd worked well before, the exams had brought them together and their field performance improved. Together, they became known as a near unstoppable strike team and a near impenetrable defense. This changed during a certain mission.

Accused of performing horrifying experiments, the legendary Orochimaru fled the village and Kuroki's team was one of the teams sent to capture or kill him. Their jounin, who had also been a medical researcher, knew Orochimaru well and was the first to find him. Together, the three seemed to have him cornered. This was a trap. They left with barely their lives and with Hana's mind seemingly shattered. Kuroki swore revenge when he woke up some months later, but by then Orochimaru was long gone.[/color]

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

[color=yourcolor]Fire/Earth/Wind[/color]

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

[color=yourcolor]-Marksmanship
-Guerrilla tactics
-Quick tactics
-Sensing jutsu (which is necessary for his style of fighting)
-Dancing aggressively (He's much much worse at slow dancing)
-Drinking competitions[/color]

✖ ‖ J u t s u

[color=yourcolor]-Body Flicker Technique: By using the Body Flicker Technique, a ninja can move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed. To an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. It is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalize the body and move at extreme speeds. The amount of chakra required depends on the overall distance and elevation between the user and the intended destination.

A puff of smoke is occasionally used to disguise the user's movements. Other elements or substances can be used instead to distract the opponent. Kuroki utilizes a first of fire and black smoke.

-Enclosing Technique: Using this technique, a wide variety of objects and even living things can be stored within scrolls, to be released when the scroll is opened or under a specific condition. It is also possible to seal other techniques within scrolls. Kuroki usually stores more arrows in his seals, making every arrow a potential torrent of arrows.

-Unsealing Technique: This technique is a standard ninjutsu which allows a shinobi to summon an assortment of items that have been stored in special seals, using fūinjutsu. Scrolls are the most commonly chosen for item storage. When needed, the owner activates the seals releasing their stored items or weapons of choice. Scrolls can also be used as ammunition for other weapons or have other seals inside of them, which expands the number of potential tricks a shinobi can use.

-Shadow Clone Technique: Similar to the basic Clone Technique, this technique creates copies of the user. However, these clones are corporeal instead of illusions. The user's chakra is evenly distributed among every clone, giving each clone an equal fraction of the user's overall power. The clones are capable of performing techniques on their own and can even bleed, but will usually disperse after hit by a strong enough force. The clones can also disperse on their own or be dispelled by the user of the technique.

-Earth Release: Earth Style Cover: Kuroki creates a small wall with which he can hide behind. How big the wall is is variable and Kuroki can nearly create a trench, if he wished.

-Wind Release: Piercing Arrow: Kuroki adds a tailwind and spin to his arrow with wind chakra granting the arrow much greater speed and piercing power, drilling into and through its target.[/color]

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

[color=yourcolor]Insert any special or common tools that your character carries with them.[/color]

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

[color=yourcolor]describe fighting style[/color]

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

[color=yourcolor]Link to your themesong. (Optional)[/color]

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

[color=yourcolor]Insert your username.[/color]

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✖ ‖ N a m e

Yue Nara

✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y

11 / December 11

✖ ‖ G e n d e r

Female

✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e

Slender

✖ ‖ V i l l a g e

Konoha

✖ ‖ C l a n

Nara and Yamanaka: The daughter of a Nara and a Yamanaka leaves Yue in an unusual spot. While technically a Nara, she is claimed by both, something which has sparked unusual tension between the famously friendly clans. She is expected to maintain loyalty to both.

✖ ‖ F a m i l y

Father: Shikasen Nara
Mother: Inochiharukia Yamanaka
Siblings:
Others:

✖ ‖ R a n k

Genin/Team 2

✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s

Yu, Moody Yu, Moon Blossom (by her mom)

✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y

Persnickety, sarcastic, and independent by nature, she doesn't trust others easily and would much rather do things on her own. While not loudly aggressive, she's been known to give dirty looks and generally give off an uninviting aura. She enjoys pointing out the holes in other people's plans and may be more than a little pessimistic, at times, about other people generally. While rarely directly antagonistic, she can turn cold and taciturn when pressed, but will most often back down or leave rather than have a direct confrontation. She doesn't like discussing how she feels or much about herself and what she's doing. She is quite secretive, even about unimportant things and it isn't uncommon for her to even hide what she's reading from public view and refuse to name any of her hobbies or interests. Underneath that cold exterior, she is quite intelligent, as is usual of the Nara, and hard working. Being easily bored, she finds it difficult to reign in her mind analyzing things, but she also finds it difficult to express herself in words. She hates being embarrassed more than almost anything and may hold grudges, if you happen to make her feel foolish or put her in a situation in which she may end up looking foolish. Usually, this amounts to her being even colder than usual towards the individual and being especially pessimistic about them. She's quite sensitive and thoughtful, when given a chance, and is an excellent gift-giver. She would never ever admit to putting thought into any act of kindness she may or may not perform.

✖ ‖ L i k e s

✖ - Horror generally (is often reading horror novels and loves horror movies)
✖ - Drawing
✖ - Flowers (Sometimes dried)
✖ - Cherries
✖ - Rock and metal
✖ - Plushies (often collected as mementos)
✖ - Fine cloth, stitch work, and fashion
✖ - Old buildings
✖ - Charms
✖ - Old nails (Sometimes carried for luck)
✖ - Cold days

✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s

✖ - Public speaking
✖ - Working with others
✖ - Being embarrassed
✖ - Unnecessary rules
✖ - Sappy stories

✖ ‖ N i n d o

"Someday, I'll find the meaning of all this"

✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y

The accidental child of Inochiharukia Yamanaka and Shikasen Nara, Yue was the subject of quite a bit of controversy before she was even born. Though, neither of her parents had initially intended on marriage, they were made to, much to the chagrin of her mother. Her early childhood was a little stormy, but eventually that storm gave way to a kind of marital family bliss. Her mother bought her the best clothing and plushies and would bring her to her flower garden; and her father would often take her to see the cherry blossoms or to the tops of mountains to look at the night sky. She was loved, despite everything.

However, as she grew older, the expectations placed on her grew as well, at first little by little, but eventually by quite a lot. Her mother seemed to know the entire shinobi academy handbook by heart, had memorized her schedule, and had even made friends with her teacher! It seemed like her entire life was slowly being dominated and eaten away by her mother and nothing she did ever seemed enough. Even when she received straight A's, her mother would take it as a given.

"You've always been smart, like your father, and much cleverer than him, like I am. I expect better than just A's, Moon Blossom", she'd say and Yue would turn red, fume, go into her room, and turn up her music, which was about the only thing that kept her mother away. Eventually her dad would come home and bring with him some sweet thing for her. Her favorite were cherries.

At school, her surly and avoidant attitude won her no friends any more than her angry muttering to herself or the weird bloody drawings that she'd make and quickly hide in a large binder with a lock on it. She kept to herself and, while having almost no full conversations with anyone, she graduated and after initially being placed on Team 6 with an Akimichi and a Haruno, was moved to Team 2, after an unforeseen accident involving one student being kicked into another student.

✖ ‖ N a t u r e s

Water/Fire

✖ ‖ T a l e n t s

-Gardening and flower arranging
-Sewing, stitch work, tailoring
-Field medicine
-Cooking
-Sneaking and hiding
-Drawing
-Stalking and hunting
-Fitting into small spaces
-Flexibility
-Appraisal of cloth goods
-Lying (especially lies of omission)
-Planning

✖ ‖ J u t s u

-Mind Body Switch Technique: The user converts their consciousness to spiritual energy, which they send at a target. Their consciousness moves slowly towards the target and travels in a straight line. If the user misses their target, it will take several minutes for their consciousness to find its way back to their own body. To prevent this from happening, the Mind Body Switch should only be used against targets that are stationary or that are restrained. When their consciousness does successfully make it to the target, the user supplants the target's mind and takes total control of their body.

The Mind Body Switch is ideal for intelligence-gathering, and in fact that's why it was originally created; the target's body can be used to explore locations that the user can't enter and read documents that the user can't access. Users can take advantage of the target's physical abilities, such as a bird's flight to better recon an area. Users can also perform their own jutsu while possessing another, notably their sensory skills. While possessing another's body, users can communicate with their targets. Ordinarily, the Mind Body Switch lasts until the user chooses to release it. Targets with strong wills can force users from their body, something that becomes easier to do if the user is low on chakra.

While a user is possessing a target, their own body is left inert. This isn't necessarily an issue in one-on-one encounters, but when facing multiple opponents this leaves their body vulnerable to attack. Furthermore, any damage the possessed body receives is done to their original body as well. If the Mind Body Switch is used on an ally for whatever reason, the ally's consciousness can be transferred to the user's body so that it won't be defenseless. Yue most often uses this ability on plushies, dolls or animals for the purpose of scouting, occasionally also using them to piggy back into another target.

-Shadow Imitation Technique: The user manipulates their shadow across a surface to merge it with a target or targets' shadow. The user can stretch their shadow however they wish in order to accomplish this goal, but they are limited by their shadow's surface area; if a target can move far enough away from the Shadow Imitation's user, they are theoretically safe from it. But there are ways around this: the user's shadow can freely move within other shadows, extending its range; Yue will often use flash bombs to quickly extend his or his opponents' shadows for an instant.

Once a user merges their shadow with a target's, the target cannot move on their own other than to talk. The only movements they are able to make are those that the user makes: if the user walks forward, the target walks forward; if the user raises their right hand, the target raises their right hand. Nara tend to wear their shuriken holsters in atypical locations so that, when they reach for and throw shuriken, their targets will reach for and throw nothing. Although most often used against opponents, the Shadow Imitation Technique can be used to save allies, freezing them in physically impossible positions so that they won't trigger booby traps or causing them to cling to sheer surfaces with no means of support. Yue will usually try to get in very close before using this technique, where a Mind Body Switched doll or plushie can finish the job while she holds her target in place.

-Sensing Technique: The Sensing Technique allows sensor type shinobi to mould chakra and change it to the sensor type. This enables them to detect and track down targets through their chakra signatures. The range of this technique varies between sensors. At this time, Yue must close her eyes and concentrate to read chakra signatures and her range is relatively short at about a fifty yards.

-Shadow Clone Technique: This jutsu allows the user to create one or more copies of themselves. The user's chakra is evenly divided between themselves and their clones: creating one clone will give it half the user's chakra, creating two clones will give each a third of the user's chakra, and so on. Depending on how much chakra the user has and how many clones they make, this rapid depletion of their reserves can be dangerous. Yue can make up to two, but rarely makes more than one.

Unlike the basic Clone Technique, shadow clones are physically real. They possess the same clothing, damage, and transformations as the user at the time of their creation. Most tools and weaponry are copied when the shadow clones are created, but complicated technology won't be duplicated. Once created, shadow clones can serve a number of purposes. They can be used as decoys, either by keeping opponents preoccupied or, because they can't be told apart, concealing the original's identity. Shadow clones usually disperse once they are struck hard enough, but they have been shown capable of enduring injuries for a time. When a clone's task is completed, it can disperse itself or be dispersed by its user. Once dispersed, the clone's experiences and remaining chakra are transferred back to the user. Yue uses this to her advantage for the purpose of spying, most often, but occasionally for a low-risk use of Mind Body Switch Technique.

✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s

She keeps some kunai and shuriken in unusual places, usually lining her jacket, and her hat. She carries a plush bear, a doll, and a scarecrow in a scroll. She carries about a dozen flash tags. Finally, she also carries a field medical kit, which she has some training with.

✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e

Though competent enough at taijutsu, she doesn't prefer a straight forward fight and will usually hide, stalk, execute. She doesn't like long exchanges. She is small and not terribly strong, so knows better than to meet an opponent head on, if she can avoid it. She likes to set traps and looks for ways to be above her opponent as often as possible, as it gives her an advantage with her shadows.

✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g

Link to your themesong. (Optional)

✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y

Desdamin

[desdamin]

Haruno Remi, Chotzu Akimichi, and Yue Nara

Team 6

Even without a traditional set up, Yue had found herself placed in an Ino-Shika-Cho set up and she found this very annoying. Her name wasn't Shika-something nor Ino-something, but they'd gone and done it anyway. It was probably because Chotzu had a "Cho" in his name and they wanted to salvage what they could of their traditions. If his name had been Dumpling, she wondered if they'd have even bothered. It wasn't as if Yue disliked Chotzu any more than she disliked most other people, he was what you'd expect from an Akimichi... only much shorter and either hyperactive or completely asleep; it was the principle of the thing.

"Ah! Teuchi-sama! Your ramen is fantastic as usual! Do I detect a hint of some fresh wild flowers, today", asked Remi, cheerful and carefree as always. Yue rolled her eyes.

"Good catch, young Haruno, I found the last plum blossom petals of winter in the cupboards. They were hiding!"

"That must be why it's so refreshing on a sunny summer day like today, just a little taste of winter...", continued Remi chuckling to himself and lifting a single noodle to his mouth, "Chotzu seems to appreciate it too!"

"Ahm-lom-mom-blom-top-blotch", said Chotzu between huge spoonfuls. He then picked up the bowl and poured the entirety of the contents into his mouth. What he lacked in height, he seemed to make up for with voracity of appetite. Yue couldn't say that it was helping her own appetite, though. Watching him wolfing down all that food while Remi waxed poetic, practically flirting with the ramen vender just made her feel incredibly self-conscious. She turned away from them and tried to act as if she were just sitting there alone. She shouldn't have come, but Remi wouldn't take angry glares for an answer and Chotzu insisted that all the tension of being genin had made him too hungry to function, so here she was... whether she liked it or not.

Moments later, a rather loud and rude man entered with another man, a foreigner by the outfit, in tow, demanding their own ramen. Village business they said. Yue looked at her bowl and tried to listen in. It had to be more interesting than the vapid musings of her overly sunny companion or the endless void that was Chotzu. Village business, it sounded like... the son of the Raikag-

"Yue! You haven't touched your ramen! You're... not a vegetarian, are you? I should have guessed when you'd said miso ramen... Of course! How rude of me! With your family being so in touch with-"

"...not a vegetarian..., she murmured, her cheeks turning a bright red as she sank into her overcoat.