Aeris

Shadows of the City

Took me a while, but here, have my attempt of a character:

Name:
Jared Alburn

Age:
388 (Appears to be in his twenties)

Gender:
Male

Class:
Vampire

Appearance:

Image

Personality:

"I'm too old to be some any form of serious, come on."

Jared's the type of person which always seems to be carrying some sort of satisfied smile in his face, someone with the strange ability to jest about any situation, as serious as it is. It feels like he's got some sort of permanent 'I don't care' aura around him, which is true. In fact, the man doesn't bothers to care about anything, because in his own perception of life (or rather, unlife), caring is boring. Obviously, he knows when to get serious, but he usually doesn't respects that moment either. The vampire makes jokes about everything and everyone, friends or foes. He tends to be pretty ironic as well, often throwing blunt comments and answers towards people, for no reason at all. Coupled up with his irony, is the sarcastic behavior which always tends to get him the best of laughs, at the cost of making those around him quite angered.

Despite the attitude, the man is as experienced as someone who has lived for over three hundreds of years would be. And as grumpy as an old man would be. He obviously holds certain distaste towards Lycans, and generally some other Downworlders too. Jared tends to keep his distaste to himself, however, whenever someone irritates him, he will bluntly spit out every insult related to the person's race. All those years have made him used to being a vampire and it assured him that he's better as one, but not only that, that a vampire is better than others, but he never states that. In fact, it's easier for him to make a joke comparing a dog to a lycan.

Biography:
Jared was born in a small farm in England, his parents were extremely simple persons who only had enough to feed themselves. They produced everything they consumed, from food to clothes. However, from times to times, a landlord came and literally took what they had in change of the little piece of land they were in. As unfair as that was, it was their life and they had to no option rather than deal with it and start over again. Those times were difficult, but Jared (named Gilbert back then) grew up as a fine man and that exactly what he shouldn't have done. The war between the King and the Parliament was part of the landowner's business, and so he demanded that the young man would take part into it. Saying no would result in his family homeless or even worse, and so Gilbert went to a war... which lasted very little for him.

Found bleeding and dying in an alley, after being gutted by a soldier, Gilbert cursed the Civil War and how much it sucked while the consciousness was taken away from him. The last thing he saw was a shadow moving around him, which he thought to be some sort of animal because of the speed. He also heard a wicked laughter, but to him, that was his mind going utterly insane.

Then he woke up. He wasn't sure of how much time it had been, but he could see nothing. He was in complete darkness... His hands lunged forward, something like... wood? He found himself inside of a box, or something like that. He could smell earth, he could smell blood above him. The man wasn't sure of what was going on, he reached his hands over his face, alive? Alive. With forceful punches, he started to break the wood in front of him, which was in fact part of a coffin. A few more punches, and suddenly earth started to fall on his face, he became desperate, until he realized that he didn't need to breathe. Crawling his way up, the man found himself standing in a graveyard. His eyes blinked more than a few times as he glanced back and forth, this smell... He couldn't control it. He suddenly leaped forward, a panic scream was heard but he didn't care. The poor woman he attacked lasted only a few seconds before the newly born vampire drained her dry, until nothing but a lifeless corpse was left in place. Some people gathered upon hearing the scream, their mistake. Gilbert attacked each one of them.

Some time passed and Gilbert wasn't sure of what he was. He was alive, somewhat, but... It was so strange. He walked until he was back in his parent's farm only to find it abandoned, with no traces of his parents. The man didn't even consider the possibilities, he simply began his way to the landowners place, and upon reaching there, he feasted on each and every family member, until he found the landowner himself. He beat the man to death with his bare hands, but before killing him, he leaned closer to the man and whispered something, then took the necklace from the man's neck. It was a beautiful necklace with his family-crest, made of rare and expensive gems. The man was left to die while Gilbert walked away.

The time passed and Jared realized he wasn't getting any older, and every morning, he woke up, tried to shave that little excuse of a beard, washed his face and bam. There was it again. Something strange, indeed, because it also didn't grow any bigger. Curse of the ugly beard, he thought. But no matter, the man soon started to find his life... lifeless. Dull. Boring. That was when he had a change of attitude, apparently teasing people and making fun of them was enlightening. Eventually, he became increasingly bored of this, too. It was just too lonesome, too annoying. It was at this time that he decided to aboard a boat to... New York! The thought of a whole new place seemed so exciting, and the next few days were filled with ironically vivid anxiousness.

Once in New York, he soon discovered that things weren't as simple as in the small place he was living before. Certain people knew what he was, and in here, there were some rules which he'd need to follow. Gilbert, not happy with his name, started to call himself Jared; and since he was pretty much unknown here, there was no problem in convincing others about that. The years followed by and he grew older, much older. He saw things changing, rechanging, becoming better, bitter, colder, warmer and what impressed him the most was the technology advances. And certain event about certain demon which was what everything was talking about recently.

Sounds like fun.

Other:
He's always wearing some sort of expensive-looking necklace, which is tugged under his shirt.

What Are You Listening To?

Hello, yes!

Aoi, aoi, ano sora!

Erm.

Welcome.

Shadows of the City

I have no clue about the series, or the concept itself because I never watched/read anything, however, by what I read on this thread only, it's quite interesting and by the looks of it, you aren't following the series, so.. Could I still take a try at making a character, even without knowledge about the series itself?

Naruto : The Rise of The New Generations

Nero man, not Luna.

But thank you!

Naruto : The Rise of The New Generations

I should kill you all.

Simply because no one told me that this was back on after the guild closed.

Or invited me to it.

Still, I love this too much to be mad, so here, have me again.


Name:
Tora Fumetsu 不滅 虎
Nickname/Alias:
N/A
Gender:
Male.
Age and date of birth:
Twelve years old. Born on year 463 ADS, 18 of October
Age Appearance:
He looks like any young boy: So, between ten and thirteen.
Sexuality:
Not of any importance, right now.
Parents:
Gõzan Fumetsu (father, deceased) and Kujira Fumetsu (mother, unknown status)
Length and build
1.52m of nothing but skin and bones. He's a tall, very skinny boy who at the first sight, doesn't represent much of a threat.
Weight
42kg. He's frail-looking, if that isn't clear already.
Favorite weather and season
Now, this is a question which requires deep thought and unbreakable concentration. Never in my life a simple character sheet question drove me with such desire for a correct answer than this one, I spent days staring at the blank space which comes after it, thinking, rethinking, trying to build an appropriate answer. It sounds so simple and obvious, but it is obviously inquiring something deeper; deeper than what the eyes can see... or read. It's part of the character's personality, it makes the character less vague, and there must be a charade somewhere. But the closer I look, the less I see. Perhaps it's just me, perhaps it's nothing as important as it seems, but after trying, thinking and going through a loop of self-realization and confrontation, I will answer that Tora's favorite weather is sunny and his favorite season of the year is spring.


Village:
Amegakure
Birthplace:
Amegakure
Organization:
N/A
Clan/Bloodline:
Fumetsu clan, which, by the way, isn't renowed or known.
Rank:
Genin.
Chakra Nature:
Lightning.


Appearance:

PS: First, there are no horns. Everything else is there, the goggles, the odd looking hat and the earrings. Those are symmetric, which means his other ear looks exactly the same. His hair is a pale white, and he's got somewhat delicate features. This doesn't automatically makes him attractive, but certainly less manly (which does not please him, by the way).

His body, well; he's small. Frail looking. Weak, even; but it's not as if he looks unhealthy, just smaller than your average kid (which is already small, after all). Currently, his attire (also click this for a more realistic view) looks like this, but entirely black and he wears a pair of dark leather boots, literally leather boots.


Personality:
"I believe that if you have the power to help someone, then it's settled by your morals that you should do so. Otherwise, your life is nothing but a vague existence."

Living by this, Tora is an individual who gives quite some importance when it comes to helping others. Not only in situations of danger which inspires him to save someone's life, but simple actions that, in his conception, works towards making the shinobi world a better one. He's not extremely focused on his own ideals, but he dreams that one day, peace will overtake war and there will be no reason to fight or to be stronger than someone. But this doesn't means that he's not interested in becoming powerful, himself. While he doesn't sees it as an absolute need, the boy does believes that by becoming stronger, he will be capable of helping more and more people.

He holds a distaste for arrogant people, or people who believe themselves superior. To him, everyone is equal independent of what clan they come from or what power they hold, whenever it is literal power or a position of power.

Tora isn't a silly young kid filled with innocence, though. He understands that the world isn't a nice place and doesn't trust people easily, even his own friends. He likes to believe that he must be prepared for everything, all the time. Some particular events led him to become like this.


History:
Tora's history is being unfold now, with the recent graduation of the academy. It is expected that the future will be the history which he needs to write, ne? But that doesn't means that his life before this point lacked interesting tales, which I shall tell now.

The boy was born in Amegakure, the name "Tora", meaning tiger, was a decision of his father, a man known by the alias of: The Tiger Sage. Not considered a Sage of Amegakure, officially, but he certainly could be one. The Fumetsu clan wasn't regarded as a great one, but it wasn't unknown either, in fact, Amegakure did hold certain respect for those individuals. They had honor, loyalty and weren't weak, at all.They clan just wasn't at it's best condition. Their origin was also a mystery, no one knew where they came from, exactly. They also only had two things in common; the members all had similar delicate features and a pale white hair, and in combat aspects, every member seemed to have an unusual aptitude for ninutsu opposed to taijutsu or genjutsu. In truth, though, the Fumetsu clan was a glorious one, emerging from the land of earth; their members were powerful and said to be masters of elemental ninjutsu, since every member had an aptitude to learn a new chakra nature with ease. That wasn't a trait, it was dedication and effort which they learned from birth unless a particular member was born with the clan's kekkei genkai, which was a rare occurance. However, Tora's birth was just after the end of the First Shinobi Ninja War, which took apart the clan. Many members died fighting, and they later settled on Amegakure, far away. No remaining member wanted to hear about the past which the clan had involving the war and lost of the dear ones.

In his early childhood, Tora learned the basic theory of chakra, what is a shinobi and important things. By the time he was seven years old, he had already begun to practice with his father; at this time, rumors about a clan destroying itself in a internal war were being spread on the streets of Amegakure. Shinchi had been favored at the same time. Tora was showing problems with Taijutsu, it seemed that his lack of physical strength didn't help him, but at the other side of the coin, he was an amazing learner. He learned two simple techniques in two days: The Clone Technique and the Body Replacement Technique. With this, he enrolled in the academy with the age of 9 and graduated at the age of 11. At this time, returning members of the Fumetsu clan made their way to Amegakure. His father never explained him what exactly was the Fumetsu clan, no one did. Though, his father started to speak about Senjutsu and a secret place where powerful tiger-like creatures would teach techniques which could take a shinobi to another level of power. But Tora didn't hear enough about this to grow an interest.

And he could not hear any longer about nothing from his father, because the man was assassinated in his own house at the Fumetsu clan's area, something swift and silent. No one knew why, since Gozan Fumetsu was a man with many enemies, and the enemies he had had all been killed in the first shinobi war. His mother also disappeared, no corpse was found and no one truly knows what happened. The fact that the returning clan members disappeared led everyone to believe that in fact, those clan members had killed not only Gozan, but every member of the Fumetsu clan settled in Amegakure. Except for Tora. This event crushed Tora's emotions, he became closed and had no interest in his life, he simply couldn't understand the loss of the two things he loved the most at the same time. He spent about three days searching in his father's room for a memory, for something to remember him of the man who had always been present in his life. Instead, he found anwers. A journal with some strange seal sealing it, but with just a touch, the seal dissipated. Inside, the handwriting in the journal was strange, but understandable. In it, he read about the clan Fumetsu kekkei genkai, but there was barely any important information about it, there was information about Senjutsu, about Gozan's initiation as a sage and about tigers, in general. There were intricate seals which Tora could not understand and lastly, some information which his father wrote down about the Fumetsu clan.

The only part which impressed Tora was... "They hunt down anyone without the gift." Could this be the reason...? The answers just brought more questions.

A year passed and the Metsuke invaded Amegakure. Tora felt useless and incapable, and terribly angered because he couldn't even practice.

The next year, it was freed thanks to Ryoku Samidare's efforts, whom later was named Amegake.

Tora Fumetsu finishes the academy at this year, thus being graduated as a genin. His story should start to get exciting right now.

Theme Song: Praise the sage.


Weapons/Items[u][/u]:

Weapons or Items

Name of Weapon or Item: N/A

Description:

Appearance:

Skills/Abilities
• Swift learner, thinker and possesses superior intellect
• Good reflexes
• Knows and understands his own limits
• Is a concentrated individual, can keep himself calm in the most tense situation



Special Traits
• Decent chakra resources for his age, but nothing extraordinary.
• Incapable of hand-to-hand combat, unless with someone as unskilled as him
• Formidable ability to mold and control his own chakra


Kekkei Genkai:

Name of Kekkei Genkai: Seishin Ito (精神 意図Spirit Intent)
Clan: Fumetsu
Description: The user's spiritual strength is powerful, which makes their chakra control formidable to say the least. They are constantly self conscious of every tenketsu of their body, for example (and while Tora is indeed aware of his chakra points, he's not aware that it's due to this kekkei genkai). This kekkei genkai makes it extremely easy to mould and manipulate chakra, which makes shape manipulation done with ease. Basically, those with this kekkei genkai consists of much spiritual energy and little physical energy.

Seishein Ito's expanded control of one's own chakra allows them to release chakra from every point of their chakra points at will, even in a particular area and they can go as far as materializing their chakra into powerful projectiles, barriers, blasts and weapons made purely of their chakra.

This does comes with a price. The balance of physical and spiritual energy is broken, and the user relies much more on his chakra; their body is simply incapable of evolving. They're not sickly, neither unhealthy. But they simply can't execute powerful taijutsu techniques, neither can them become unstoppable masses of muscle, no matter how much effort they put into training. In fact, gaining muscles or weight is already a problem.

Since Tora isn't aware of this ability nor has had any training in it, it's practically unusable as of now.



Jutsu:

Cannon Jutsu

Clone Technique
Body Replacement Technique
Transformation Technique
Body Flicker Technique

Custom Jutsu

Custom Jutsu

Name of Technique:
Type of Jutsu: Seishin Gutai-ka (Spirit Materialization)
Rank: D~A
Range: Flexible
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A
Description: The user's control of their chakra allows them to materialize their chakra in forms of blasts, protective barriers and projectiles to attack their foe or protect themselves. This is exclusively up to the user's current ability and control of their own chakra, which can influenciate on the size, shape and forms of his attacks.
Weakness: it gets obvious after using. It's also too limited to be a potential threat, currently.

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Type of Jutsu:
Rank:
Range:
Nature Type:
Handseals:
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Summons

Summoning(s)

Name: N/A
Species: N/A
Age: (N/A
Size: N/A
Unique Traits: N/A
Jutsu: N/A
History: N/A

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Yo, I totally wasn't posing.

What Are You Listening To?

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Letitallgo said
Holy shit.

I'm not sure of how to take this..

What Are You Listening To?

Addictive as hell.