Xiro Zean

S: TCD [cancelled]

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Inuzuka Compound, Konohagakure
Present Day, Daybreak
@The 42nd Gecko

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Inuzuka Kimura’s morning started off just like any other of her mornings, with loud noises, harried shouts, and the consequences of waking up unprepared to a figurative symphony of traps all around her room that she hadn’t placed, herself.

“Wah!” The sudden cry of shock from a young girl filled the room as the aspiring kunoichi, Inuzuka Kimura, dove through the opening connecting the common area of her home to her room, her ninken partner clutched fiercely in her protective grip as the icy blue rattling of metal impacting tatami echoed from her previous spot in the adjacent room. Visibly disheveled and still wearing their respective pajamas, the two stayed perfectly still, eyes and ears rotating around the living space as their noses cautiously sniffed the open air. Well acquainted with the source of their current predicament, the two Inuzuka were perfectly aware of the possibility of an air-based chemical agent being used against them and were prepared to move at the slightest inclination of anything out of place.

After a minute of tense waiting, Kimura’s grip finally slackened, a heavy exhale escaping from her mouth as she rises from the crouch she had rolled into instinctively. Her ninken, however, stayed very much alert, even as his partner voices her relief. “Whew, that was really close, wasn’t it Gureeeeeeeeeeh!”

The moment she had risen to half of her height, a series of mechanisms were set off all at once, icy blue filling the edges of her vision as metal piece after metal piece clanked off one after the other. After a few dizzying moments where the young girl couldn’t tell her ups from her downs, Kimura found herself suspended ten feet off the floor, with the floor beneath her head and her legs bound above her, various pointy metal implements poised to perforate her many vital organs as her ninken growled out in chocolate brown distress, a paw pressed against his forehead. “Huh? But I thought we checked everything already! Did we agree that we couldn’t hear nor smell any metal, Gure?”

“You should have understood by now that I’ve already prepared a counter for such a thing,” the warm yet gruff sulfur yellow voice drew both of their attention as the green clack of wood reaches their ears, the visage of Inuzuka Obu appearing from the shadows as he rests his hands upon his cane, his single leg relieving the weight of his body onto the wooden implement as he gazes up at his unfortunately tied up daughter. “Now, again. You aren’t going to your graduation until your danger instincts have woken up.”

She wasn’t allowed to sit down and eat breakfast until she finally made her way through the onslaught without getting caught or hurt once, taking up enough time that she thought she might’ve missed the ceremony. Not only would the young Inuzuka have missed her chance of seeing all of her classmates together for one last time before splitting off into their respective teams, but she also wouldn’t have had the chance to update her personal info books on them. The last test revealed some information that she’d been dying to jot down and speculate about, but her father hadn’t given her a chance to do so until she’d been properly woken up.

When Kimura looked out the cracks of a boarded-up window to check the time, however, she was surprised to see the sun still fairly low in the distance. How early had her father woken her up today? Sure, he ambushed her even at ungodly hours whenever he felt that she was slacking in her vigilance, but to do so on the day of her graduation… even her father should understand the importance of being there on time, right?

Scarfing down her rice bowl as quickly as she could, after thoroughly checking that it wasn’t poisoned, of course, Kimura’s ears twitched as the sound of a pebble clacking against the roof of their house reached her ears, drawing her father and ninken’s attention as well. "KIMURA! WANNA WALK TO SCHOOL TOGETHER? I BROUGHT AN UMBRELLA."

The familiar pineapple yellow voice of her good friend Asami caused the would-be-kunoichi to perk up and quickly looked towards her father with pleading eyes. The one-legged father scratches at his chin, an unassuming hum rumbling in the back of his throat even as Guremaru rolled his eyes, rising from his doggy bowl to climb into Kimura’s hair, already knowing what answer the man would give. “When you return home, I want you to debrief yourself on any change in her usual attitude and social patterns, understood?”

“Yes Papa! ASAMI-CHAN, I’M ON MY WAY OUT!” Kimura accepts joyfully, calling back to her friend as she ran up to her father to plant a kiss on his cheek before scooping up her ninja tools, strapping various holsters to her legs and forearms and hiding them beneath the large sleeves of an orange kimono with blue dogs prancing across the fabric. The daughter waved goodbye as Gure barked out a promise towards her partner’s single parent, gaining an understanding smile in response before the duo run out to where Asami awaits.

“Sorry, Asami-chan! Papa wanted to play a bunch of games before I left,” Kimura attempted to explain, somewhat out of breath as she came to a stop alongside her friend. The grey puppy laying on her head barked out in greeting to the Sarutobi, but snuggled into his partner’s hair and quickly fell asleep as the trio began to make their way to the Academy. “Aren’t you exicted, Asami-chan? Today, we finally get to become real kunoichi! Unless the graduation ceremony is actually a foreign nation’s attempt to secretly trick and kidnap a bunch of children from Konoha… But I really hope it isn’t that!”

S: TCD [cancelled]

The toppest of keks

Also, finally cashing in on that promise I made...

*checks last post*

...Three months ago.

Yikes.

S: TCD [cancelled]

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Hyuga Compound, headed to the Shinobi Academy, Konohagakure
Present Day, Daybreak
@Raijinslayer

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In the case of most aspiring shinobi, the day of graduation is one of the greatest moments of their lives. The first step in their dreams of becoming true ninja, no longer stuck within a stuffy classroom and forced to study day after day, and fully on their way into their future profession. It should’ve been the same for Hyuga Hikari, as she awakened from her slumber early in the morning, preparing herself for the day to come as she executed the motions of her daily routine.

But to her, it was merely another day, which just so happened to involve her graduation from the Academy.
Any other possibility did not exist. To have failed to graduate, to be a step behind her peers, was never an option. She would have rather died on the spot rather than sully the reputation of her clan with such a display of incompetence.

Yet, by the time she had gotten her personal affairs in order, the sun had merely begun to peek over the horizon. So, she utilized the excess time in a productive manner. The wooden training dummies in one of the compound’s many training rooms were implements she was well acquainted with, and her quick, precise movements with minimum overextension belied the power behind each of her finger pokes and palm strikes, faint puffs of chakra exploding outwards with each hit as imaginary tenketsu points are closed within her mental picture of a person’s chakra system.

It wasn’t a perfect recreation, she hadn’t quite memorized the position of the human body’s inner systems to have a one-to-one visualization, but it serviced her well enough as the satisfying sound of cracking wood reaches her ears. Pulling her palm away from the dent she had created in her current target, she released a calming sigh as she went through the procedure of replacing the dummy. Main branch members relied on the lower branch to resupply their tools whenever anything was below a workable standard, leaving many a training ground trashed for others to clean up. But as a lower branch member herself, Hikari was expected to replace anything she broke with due haste, in case any main branch members wished to utilize the training room at any point in time. With how frequently of an occurrence it was for her, the formerly disgruntling act did not bother her as much, noticing that enough time had passed since she began training that the Academy would opening its doors within the next hour or so.

Refreshing herself with a lukewarm bath and a formal kimono for the upcoming event, a thirteen-piece ensemble of white and grey that befits a member of her clan, Hikari bowed towards her parents as she sliped on her outdoor footwear at the entrance of her home. “Have a good day, mother, father. I will return as soon as the graduation ceremony has finished.”

“I will be here to greet you then, daughter.” Her formal greeting towards her parents is responded to just as politely as her mother returned the bow with her own, her father only grunting to recognize his daughter’s declaration. While she did not have a close emotional tie to her immediate family, they had taken care of her throughout her life, and so she found it proper to inform them of her coming and going as to not cause them any undue worry over whether or not she was disgracing the clan with her actions.

Her surface level duties as a child met, Hikari left the building without delay, the branch members guarding the Hyuga Clan district gates recieving a polite nod as she headed towards the Academy. The streets were relatively empty, with only business owners, early risers, and other students of the Academy visible during this time of day. With her Byakugan active, she was capable of correcting her course to intentionally avoid the latter groups, unwilling to interact with her peers before reaching the Academy. A glimpse of Yakushi Tsume causes her to pause, but she continued onwards, convincing herself that she could speak with one of her few acquaintances in length at the Academy.

The same could not be said when a less than desirable person had coincidentally crossed with her path. She wasn’t quite sure what it was that drew her to meet with them, whether it was the novelty of the act, a fleeting whim, or the sharp, curdling feeling one experiences when catching sight of something that they detested, yet the Hyuuga branch member found her feet leading herself to stand before the redhead at the Academy. “Ah, so you’ve arrived. The fact that you possess the ability to pull yourself out of bed and ignore your crippling fear of the opposite sex each day you’re at the Academy is quite the achievement. I suppose congratulations are in order for suppressing at least one of your multiple flaws for the sake of bettering yourself, Uzumaki-san.”

S: TCD [cancelled]

@The 42nd Gecko
Yes.
But I have arisen from the ashes of my perforated corpse to actually make a post.

...

...I swear. It'll be done.

S: TCD [cancelled]

@The 42nd Gecko
Lol, it's cool. Gonna follow that up in a few hours, just gimme a sec while I-

*drops a shit ton of traps onto his desk*

-get into my character's mindset.

S: TCD [cancelled]

“I hate you.”

Personal Dossier

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_Name

Hyūga Hikari

_Age

11

_Rank

Academy Student

_Origin

Konohagakure

_{Chakra Nature}

Water

Characterization

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_{Physical Description}

Hikari stands amongst her peers at a solid four feet eight, touting long, brown hair that would reach down to her lower back should she ever allow it loose. Usually, however, she keeps a great deal of it bunched together into two buns, one on each side of her head, in order to keep them out of the way of her daily activities. The signature whites of the Hyūga Family eyes lay predominant upon her features, always alight with a hint of suppressed rage whenever inclined towards others. Despite her standing within the clan, or rather because she is a member of said clan, Hikari always makes it a point to wear clean, pristine clothing made of fine materials. Loose enough to fight and maneuver within, but always a few notches above a casual attire.

_Personality

WIP

_{Personal History}

WIP

Attributes

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_{Special Traits}

Byakugan: Hikari had begun training her Byakugan a young age, using it frequently throughout each and every day in order to push the ability to its limits and overcome them. Currently, her Byakugan is capable of viewing up to 50 meters in a 360° circle around her person, view entities through obstructions and solid objects, magnify her sight in order to view a greater amount of details, aid her in combatting visual genjutsu, percieve high speed movements and analyze them, as well as accurately pinpoint Tenketsu and the chakra network's pathways as a whole. Her constant usage and skill with the Byakugan has allowed her to maintain the dojutsu for extended periods of time before physical exhaustion takes its toll. It causes a great deal of strain on her eyes to do so, however.

Emotional Fortitude: Ech

_{Character Focus & Skillset}

Gentle Fist:

Chakra Control: Ech

Relationships

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_Family

TBD

_Peers

Uzumaki Kiyoshi:

Jutsu List

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_{S Rank}

N/A

_{A Rank}

N/A

_{B Rank}

N/A

_{C Rank}

Gentle Fist: Tenketsu Needle

_{D Rank}

Palm Bottom
Gentle Fist: Body Blow

_{E Rank}

Academy Techniques

S: TCD [cancelled]

“Don't worry, you'll be perfectly fine! Just don't move a single inch or breathe and the traps won't activate. Safe as houses!”

Personal Dossier

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_Name

Inuzuka Kimura

_Age

11

_Rank

Academy Student

_Origin

Konohagakure

_{Chakra Nature}

Earth

Characterization

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_{Physical Description}

With wild, teal blue eyes and a face perfect for cheek-pinching, Inuzuka Kimura is a four foot five, young, would-be-genin with a head of short, unkempt black hair. Two red triangles similar to the fangs of a dog are painted onto her cheeks, one for each side. Her attire consists of kimono with varying colors, ranging from a meek white with royal purple outlines, to a vibrant orange with pink dogs running across its surface. Usually, the grey puppy known as Guremaru is seen seated on her head, who himself is a lightweight animal of 1’7” in length.

_Personality

Kimura is a strange child, even for an Inuzuka. Skittish, jumpy, paranoid. The girl can be easily described by those three words. Her eyes and ears twitch at every sound, every movement, every change in a situation she notices, as if waiting for something unexpected to happen with the change of the wind. Unknown to most, this is most likely caused by the overload of information she gains everyday from each of her senses, which only fuels her paranoia even further when she senses something out of the ordinary. She always seems to believe that someone is out to get her, hands never straying too far from her kunai holster and always standing where she can use something as cover or close to an escape route. She even comments on her own thoughts, speaking of spies and conspiracies at every corner to whoever is willing to listen.

Kimura seems to be prepared for literally any encounter, or rather prepares for things that should be out of one’s control, hiding multiple kinds of objects that don’t seem to have much use except within very situational matters, as well as subtly placing traps within the general area she is within if she feels that her attention could be separated from her usual monitoring. She even might be a bit too prepared, when at points in time where she should have never known something would have happened, and yet seemed to have the exact answer in the form of an object hidden in her kimono. She can’t hold everything at once, however, which is a point she sorely brings up whenever she doesn’t have an answer to a problem.

Despite this, the girl is incredibly loyal, as many Inuzuka are. She would willingly stand in the face of danger for a friend, an accomplice, sometimes even complete strangers she’d only met once in her life, in order to protect them from an event beyond their control. This protectiveness of hers can at times be seen as overbearing, to the point that more than a few have wondered if she had intimate feelings for them, or if she was a crazed lunatic. Mostly the latter. And even though she speaks of backstabbing and hidden enemies as if they were a certainty, Kimura doesn’t seem to have much of a jaded viewpoint of others as one would be led to believe, her true motto being one of trusting the goodness in someone’s heart despite the dangers that could come from a lack of it.

The Inuzuka affinity for animalistic traits seem to have taken a strong hold within Kumura's mannerisms, such as a habit to scratch herself with her feet, relying on smell instead of her eyes to identify others, and even chasing after objects when thrown in her general direction. This likeness bleeds into paranoia-fueled protectiveness when she tries to bury those she cares for under layers upon layers of traps, like a dog would bury its favorite bone in the ground. Currently, her mannerisms are kept largely in check by the advice of her trusty partner, Guremaru, but who knows how far the instinctive nature of her affinity truly goes.

_{Personal History}

WIP

Attributes

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_{Special Traits}

Enhanced Senses: Much like their ninken partners, the members of the Inuzuka Clan are blessed with greater senses than a normal human, especially their sense of smell. If chakra is channeled to their noses, the capability is increased exponentially, able to track, detect, and even monitor scented targets across incredibly long distances. When combined with her twitchy nature and her quirk of Chromesthesia, Kimura can cover multiple avenues of keeping track of a target, as well as being relatively difficult to surprise.

Chromesthesia: Kimura was born with the ability to see sounds as color. The sound of the blowing wind as a sea green, the clash of metal on metal as a grey with blue streaks, the hint of happiness within a person’s laugh a peachy pink, and so on. While this can be seen as more of a quirk to her person than an actual talent, she is capable of using it as a supplement to her already enhanced hearing, the color of a sound is sometimes easier to notice than the sound itself. This can also be a bane to her as well, however, as overloading her sense of hearing is capable of additionally blinding her with the hue of the noise.

Inuzuka Ninken: From a young age, the members of the Inuzuka Clan are paired with a canine partner, allowing the two to bond and become practically inseparable. Through this bond, they are able to pull off powerful Cooperation Techniques, as well as work with a high level of teamwork within any given task. Clan members are able to communicate with their ninken partners, able to understand their inhuman speech and translate it for others.

Kimura's own ninken is a large, grey puppy named Gūremaru, who acts as both a partner to fight alongside, as well as a her lifetime companion. In combat, he takes on a supportive role, distracting the target from Kimura's own actions as well as taking ones of his own accord, using chakra enhanced jaws to rip through flesh and crush bone.

_{Character Focus & Skillset}

Intermediate Trapping Skill: After multiple, incessant attempts by her father to catch her when she was least expecting it, both through sneak attacks and trapped areas of the house, Kimura had eventually wisened up and began learning how to use, and more importantly dismantle, traps of all shapes and kinds. While she isn’t quite capable of creating a trap while distracted by a pressing matter, she is quite capable of setting them up quickly and effectively when left alone. Should she be allowed to, a regulation-sized training field could be riddled with a few dozen traps that are relatively hidden within half an hour.

Relationships

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_Family

Inuzuka Obu: Sulfur yellow. Papa is the best! He feeds me, and clothes me, and hugs me, and teaches me how to dismantle and re-arm traps within seconds! He taught me everything I know, especially things about what I don't know the enemies know but I should know before they know! Although, I wish I could eat breakfast without kunai launchers everywhere...

Inuzuka Mimi: I don't remember Mama's color, but I'm sure it was really pretty! Papa talks about her all the time, how she was the best ninja ever, and how much she loved me. Papa trains me super hard afterwards, but I don't mind. I wish I could meet her.

Sarutobi Asami: Pineapple yellow. I was really surprised when I found out she was an Inuzuka too, but nowadays it's been like she was apart of the family all of her life! One of my bestest friends, though I'm always on guard in case she's an imposter trying to weasel her way into the clan.

_Peers
Hyuga Hikari: Persimmon orange.

Uzumaki Kiyoshi: Wheat brown. So mysterious... He doesn't seem to have many friends, and never seems to try to make any. Is he secretly a foreign nin trying to keep himself from getting attached to Konoha? If that's the case, then I should totally make him fail at that!

Kohaku Sanae: Midnight Blue. She's definitely, absolutely, undoubtedly a ghost. No one with such a creepy aura and pale skin could possibly be anything else! But, she's not a bad ghost at all! Besides the fact that she haunts Shunpei-kun, Sanae-chan is one of the few that listen to me about my theories, and even gives good advice at times! I just hope she doesn't start haunting me instead...

Hatake Shunpei: Deep Maroon. What a fun person to be around! He doesn't seem to have any super secrets or be very special, but he's one of the first people to actually believe me and my theories! He's always the first person I visit at night, and I make sure his traps are extra-sharp!

Yakuishi Tsume: Solid gold. She's so... bright. Just being around her is like staring at the sun, but even worse because I can't help but watch her go. If she's trying to wiggle her way into Konoha's heart as a spy, then she's certainly doing her job well. But... I can't think of such a bubbly girl doing that.

Jutsu List

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_{S Rank}

N/A

_{A Rank}

N/A

_{B Rank}

N/A

_{C Rank}

N/A

_{D Rank}

Shuriken Manipulation Technique
Manipulated Shuriken Wire Binding
Imitation Beast Ninja Art: Four Legs Technique
Beast Human Clone
Passing Fang (Gūremaru Only)

_{E Rank}

Academy Techniques

Pariah Online | Season One

Yeah, I'll get a post up soon. Just wondering if @Xiro Zean is still with us

@Stern Algorithm

I exist. Somewhat. I might just disappear with the next gust of winds (read: the swamp of college life and a full time job), so let's see if I can't type out a post before I poof.

My Delinquent Academia

Did some tweaking to my CS.

So... Is this going to actually happen, or what? There's no hurry, I just get nervous when the OOC goes dead, the GM hasn't said anything about any of the characters and even the shit-talking in the Discord seems to have died.

@The Mad Hatter

Pretty sure we're still going live, just that people have gotten busy with stuff and haven't been posting cause of it. Asura mentioned in the Discord that he'll be looking over sheets today, so that'll probably get the chat moving again.

My Delinquent Academia

A-ha! Yeah, that's what I thought, one of those strange pronunciations used solely for names. And yeah, the athlete is most likely the football player I mentioned, Reo Mochizuki.

Since 臣 means subject, not surprised it also meant slave, haha. But "top slave" sounds like even worse a meaning than "retainer of the summit"! But yeah, like she said, not everyone picks kanji for their meaning, or pay attention to what the kanji used for writing the name mean. For example, a friend of mine is called Minato (港 which means harbour). I'm sure her parents didn't intend her to have meaningful future with harbours. With that said, some do pick based on the meaning, just like some of us here do. That's why compounds like 美 (mi = beautiful) are common.

Haha, I can explain what she meant by this (somewhat). Basically, kanji have On- and Kun-readings. The former is usually known as the "Chinese" reading, while the latter is the "Japanese" one - but both are used in Japanese. Usually, though not always, you would use the kun-reading when the word appears alone without other kanji to make up a word with it. In compound words comprising of multiple kanji, you would often use the On reading.

Now, the kun pronounciation for 嶺 is "mine". So if you were to use that word alone to mean summit/top/etc. that's how you would say it. As for "shin", since 臣 seems to be mostly used in compound words, particularly ones for ministers (that I know of, I'm sure there are uses for it alone, like the old way to say slave that she mentioned) it is often read as "shin". For example, in 大臣 = prime minister.

I'm not sure where Reo/Leo comes from exactly - or other new, name-only ways to pronounce kanji, like the Raito example I gave - if I'm entirely honest. My guess is that those are very, very old and archaic ways to pronounce the kanji, dug up solely to have a unique way to pronounce it in a name. Since that is basically what you can do when picking kanji for a name - you can choose any possible pronunciation for it, no matter how little known. That's why it's impossible for Japanese people to know how to write each others' names upon hearing them, or infer any meaning. They can hazard a guess based on the most common kanji and meaning used for the name, but really, it could be written as anything, haha.

Japanese is fun.

@Vertigo

Shit like this is why people think I'm absolutely stupid for learning Japanese.

Can't say it isn't one hell of a ride though. And it makes watching anime so much cooler.