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@Angel Eyes If you don't mind, could you make me one of those cool headshot things as well?

@Akashi MayhiroYes, I did, and a certain green-eyed chuninn is the first on kokatsu list of people to visit, so be prepared and be afraid. Be very afraid.


Fuck.

The guy just came out of a coma, cut him some slack.

Make him the second Person to visit.
Hello everyone, I present to you my Villain for this RP, as requested by Masaki. I will also be adding in a Chunin later on to fill the current opening, so look forward to that. I hope that my guy is interesting, and may heaven have mercy on the souls of any of your character's that manage to interest him.


U.
Foken.
What.
M8?
@Akashi Mayhiro


New and improved.


WOOT! THANK YOU!

Takeshi Ruzuzaki


The Mighty Naruto, Smalltown, bordering on Downtown, Hidden Leaf VIllage



Takeshi took a small sip of his Sake and hummed lightly before setting the cup town and having his lunch for the day, it consisted of Pork ramen in a Miso soup base, with extra egg added to it. Slurping the noodles he felt like in heaven!

"Man this stuff is damn good!" He turn his head to the person in charge of this restaurant, a mature lady was behind the bar, cleaning glasses and other stuff that a bartender would usually do "Ms. Bartender! My compliments to the chief who made this! This is the bomb!"

'Does anyone say 'the bomb' in his day and age? Retard.' His inner voice reprimanded him. Takeshi blushed a bit before turn back to his food and ate again. Unknown to him, a couple of older (and very tough looking) men were giving him the evil eye, mainly because he was yelling in a very quite area and slurping his food like he a 4 year old child.

The day had been pretty much been a smooth run, he had bought the ingredients he needed for tonight, after eating he was going to hand in his Balisong knives of a good re-sharpening. They were looking like it was about to break.

Then again...it always looked like that. It got him curious, He found in underneath the floor-tiles of the master bedroom after he was abandoned. as soon as he held in, it felt so natural to use it. Patting his knives in his pocket he return to thinking about something else.

'No one has decided to come look for me or anything, not that i care: i'm practically a free ninja!' he smiled again. as he drank the last of the ramen and burped 'Now about that Yang girl...."

"Hey you." Takeshi was in the middle of drinking his Sake, before 4 buff looking men and 2 samurais were behind him. "What's yer problem?"

"Pardon?" one of the men grabbed him by his white shirt and pulled him towards his face "Wow, mints much?"

"Going around, yelling and slurpping yer damn food, who do you think you are?"

"I can tell you one thing: I'm not a cunt, unlike you fine Gentlemen." Takeshi told them flatly getting a more heated snarl from all of them. 'Okay....maybe that was going to tad too far."

'You think?'

Having enough of Takeshi's shit talk he threw a punch at him, however Takeshi was quickly to pull the trigger first, a blinding uppercut punch to the jaw snapped the man's head backwards as he forcibly let go of the green haired ninja. As soon as he touched the ground he jumped a few feet back away from them "Let's be reasonable here: I really like this place and i'm not the one to start a pointless bar fight. You overlook this one and i leave this place and come back when you guys are cool, okay?" Takeshi tried to talk them down.

Their responses were taking out Knuckle dusters and Katanas out. "Seriously? You remind me of some guy named....Yama....Yami....Yam-cha.....Naru- no that's the name of the place here." his mind was now set on figuring out the name of the man that constantly insulted him. The Yakuza (Which Takeshi didn't know at the time) decided to use this opportunity to beat the shit out of him while he was thinking.

"I know him....Watashi wa Kami.....Kamito?" Takeshi looked up and took one step back from a man fist to his body before spinning around and super kicking him in the chin. Knocking him onto his ass as he toppled over a set of tables and chairs.



"No...that isn't it was well..." sighing in defeat as heard a sword slice the arm behind him as he took his right knife and blocked the attack. Before a quick work of the of the hand had disarm the samurai and to seal the deal draped his arm over the samurai's shoulders and lifted him into the air and slammed him into a table hard.



Takeshi got up again and cracked his neck and looked at the other. "Can we stop it? Please?"

They charged at him, Sighing to himself as went to take down the others. Unknown to him: we was about to step into something that he would regard later on.

.........Time passed and shit..........


Takeshi looked on as shook his head....the bodies of the men were everywhere and he was responsible. Pulling out his wallet he placed money on the table and a lot more for the tables and chairs that were destroyed "Uh....Please tell who ever comes here that they got drunk and started fighting...." A silent moment passed before Takeshi placed more money on the table and took his stuff and run out the door. The bell ringing as he left.

Takeshi Ruzuzaki


Takeshi's Apartment


"Good morning everyone!" Takeshi groaned as his Radio turn on, it was alarm that was going to give him a easy start "Your listening the Station hidden in the leaves, and i'm your host, Alexis!" She spoke with a cheery voice "And welcome to another warm day, if you're still in bed: well: it's time to get your lazy bone up!"

"Is coming out of a coma count as a excuse?" he muffled into his pillow. As he continued to listen in on Alexis the feeling of Sleep left him, the sun was on his back and it felt good. "Fine...i'll get up." Leaving his bed he slowly made he way towards the living room while he stretched his arms.



The Sun was bright as anything as he stood in front of the large window showing the tall skyscrapers and other building, a little further up showed a cliff where the hidden leaf main district was. It was the first time Takeshi felt good in the morning and didn't have the idea of jumping of the building and killing himself.

He wasn't a Hanami anymore, he died. He was a Ruzuzaki.

The radio could still be heard from his room. "Our first song for his morning is from Nick Jonas: Jealous!"

The Station hidden in the leaf, Currently playing [url=www.youtube.com/watch?v=yw04QD1LaB0]Nick Jonas: Jealous[/url]

"So what to do?" he hummed as he prepared for his shower and what not, the green haired Ninja stepped out and noticed his this green hair was...strangely nice without being spiky. Nodded to himself He headed back to his room and got changed, instead of his normal clothes for fighting: we would just relax for today and pick things up tomorrow.

"I guess i could go shopping and buy stuff for tonight's dinner" he pondered "I won't be able to do mission as well, they think i'm dead...or a zombie..whatever works." Putting on black pants, a white shirt and a sleeveless vest on, he ran his right hand over his non spiked hair.



"Alright, i'll head to the Main district and grab something to eat and mull things over." he nodded to himself and locked the door, it would be awhile before he would get there by foot.

He might as well enjoy it.
Takeshi- Social Reject


The wish hidden within my left hand remained merely a wish,
As I saw an unending dream.




……………………..
Real life, Hidden leaf Village, Hospital: ER room.

“I'm…calling it.” The head doctor spoke “Time of death: 4:59 PM, Tuesday the 6th. Tell the Hokage about it.” The Defining sound of the heart monitor flat lining echoed.

“Does he have any known relatives?” One of the nurses asked. The doctor shook his head.

“He does, but…they're half across the world.”

“How sad…..”
……………………


…………………………..



……………………
The real world, Hidden leaf hospital- night time.

Takeshi opened his eyes and sat up, his mind was still fussy….but he felt fine….looking at his right arm, he saw it was sewn back on, clenching it again. He smiled “This feels sluggish….but that can’t be helped…”

Yawning, he ripped of the cover that was on him and jumped out of bed. Doing some light stretches…he relaxed his muscles…before he noticed something.

There were other bodies around him and they were blue…..they were dead.

“Wait…don’t tell me….”

“I'm in the MORGUE!?”

Shaking his head he looked outside and saw it was night time, regardless was wait he was wearing, he opened the window and jumped out, but not before closing it.

All he has was a gown on him, and it was night time: walking of the coma he stumbled into a lot of things, due the temporary blindness that came with behind in a coma. But he fancied a walk around the village before going home and having something to eat.

He would deal with everyone in the morning…assuming they wouldn’t freak out.

Which they would.


Darkness, light? The only thing i believe in: is One's own strength and will.
Sage post coming in!
E=MC rekt
<Snipped quote by Akashi Mayhiro>

Yeah. Not quite morning. Haven't really slept in 36 hours. Lots of traveling.


Holy shit!

Army related stuff?
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