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“You can’t just chalk up all my hard work to talent.”
Personal Dossier

Name
Sarutobi Seiichi

Age
11

Rank
Academy Student

Origin
Konohagakure

Chakra Nature
Fire
Characterization

Physical Description
There are typically two things that stand out most when somebody sees Seiichi. First, there are the two scars marking his face. Second, are his yellow (or golden in the words of his mother) eyes. He stands at roughly 4’11" tall with a fairly muscular, though lean, physique as would be expected from somebody who trains as much as him. He typically sports a messy head of dark brown, bordering black, hair. Typically, while within the confines of the Sarutobi Compound, he can be seen wearing a blue Kimono with black, pin-stripped, hakama. He also wears a haori embroidered with the Sarutobi crest on each side. Finally, while on the compound he usually wears tabi and waraji (traditional japanese socks and sandals) so as not to impede his movement, but also remain comfortable during down time. Outside of the compound, however, and while training, his clothing is a bit different.

Outside, he wears a dark green, short, shirt-like, Kimono with matching pants. Under this he wears mesh armor visible at the ankles and wrists. he also wears a brown, sleeveless haori with a the Sarutobi crest on each side like his haori at home. However, this Haori also fashions a fur lined trim. Finally, he has hand guards that match the darker green shade of his Kimono and a pair of kegutsu (also known as tsuranuki, short leather shoes trimmed with bear fur. Primarily, brown with a dark green trim and a blue inner lining). Additionally, one is likely to see a ninja tool pouch hung at the left side of his waist and another strapped to his leg just above his right knee. He also has a small holster placed at the small of his back, just above his rear, used to hold his bo staff folded in three. Finally, he often keeps a brown or black knapsack on his person. He uses this to carry larger ninja tools (if necessary), as well as travel supplies and clothes. It sometimes also has other various (sometimes unnecessary) things. It should be noted this is usually only for travel.

Personality
Above all else, Seiichi is a hard worker, though many are quick to wave off his skills as inborn talent. In fact, he hates when people try to attribute everything to talent (especially when he works so hard). He is calm under pressure, intelligent, and ambitious while simultaneously remaining cautious, emotional, and somewhat reckless. The list could go on. He loves animal; his favorites being dogs, cats and primates (of course). He is rarely satisfied with his own achievements, though he is quick to compliment others on their own. This is most likely due to his wish to become the next head of the Sarutobi clan. He wants to surpass his father and even his grandfather (Atsuo and Shinichi respectively) as a leader while protecting the clan and village. He knows that expectations of him are high, having been proclaimed a prodigy for as long as he can remember, but he refused to let that be his the only thing that defines him. He wants to be seen as a strong shinobi, a proud member of the Hidden Leaf, and a protector of the people he cares for.

He is strong willed, stubborn even, never willing to give up or quit, often pushing his mind and body past his limits. Perhaps that is why he is often quick to fall prey to the allure of a competition. Whether it is competing with his brother, Atsumi, for his place as the next head of the Sarutobi Clan or the struggle to remain first in the academy, he won’t back down from a challenge. This is probably also why it is very unlike him to try and shy away from, or hide, his opinion on what he does and does not find acceptable. This, however, can sometimes get him into trouble or cause problems that would otherwise be avoided. Additionally, because of his Aunt Matsuoka, he has developed something of an abnormal fear towards women. He often gets nervous speaking to women of his age or older. This can be something of a disadvantage and problem when it comes to fights or dealing with other people. He would prefer not to speak to them and will likely try and get them to leave him alone or stay at least 10 feet or so away from him if possible. It doesn’t seem to be triggered when she speaks to children, but it is possible he can also ignore it should he be put in a life or death situation (though he has never really been in such a position). Female animals also do not trigger this fear.

Even so, when not put into a situation where he must deal with a woman, his confidence is in himself and his own skills is evident. This is shown in his slight tendency to act more on instinct and emotion than logic, a “passion” he would claim to have been inherited from his father. Some things are just too important for him to simply let go. As such he can act rather recklessly where certain subjects are concerned. The young man also tends to give people the benefit of the doubt and treats them with respect and kindness to almost everyone he meets and knows unless given a reason not to. Still, he doesn’t necessarily see this as a problem.

When it comes to his goals, he feels that the only thing that can get in his way is himself. He is who he is because of his father and the other people who have shaped his life. He doesn’t pretend to think that he is better than he is and he knows that he has a long way to go, but that doesn’t stop him from taking up the role of a leader when he can.

Personal History
Attributes

Special Traits
Physical Conditioning and Mobility:
Seiichi has been training his body, with help from other Sarutobi clan member (his aunt in particular) since he was young. It was all necessary to improve his speed and mobility. He has utilized obstacle courses he would have ninja of the clan make for him, games of tree tag with his brother Atsumi, sparring sessions, and Spartan training from his Aunt Matsuoka to grow stronger. These things, among other factors, have caused his strength, speed, dexterity and agility to heighten to tremendous levels. It is also because of this that he has become so effective at acting and reacting to various stimuli in battle while also using his environment to the fullest.


Chakra Flow:
Seiichi learned just how important chakra control was by observing various members of the clan. Whether training, sparring, or engaging in any other manner of activity he came to grasp and understand the basics. So, when it came time for Genin exams, he’d come farther than many of the individuals he knew. He even seemed to have a knack for it. His skill in chakra control even stands to rival the Hyuga of his generation, though he’d still almost definitely lose were he to be pit against one in a competition of control.

Thus, his interest in Chakra Control having piqued, Seiichi took it upon himself to learn from anyone he could about Chakra Flow. Using this he can strengthen his body and weapons further than the average genin using his chakra. While he is unable to use many higher level techniques (I.E. Flying Swallow), and keeping his chakra flowing for extended periods of time is incredibly difficult, Seiichi has found that he can use his fire nature to enhance to power of explosive weaponry, use normal chakra to harden his blunt weaponry, or even coat weapons in flame. Although not quite at the level of such techniques (again, the flying swallow), it is still a powerful asset.


Character Focus & Skillset
Shurikenjutsu:
Seiichi, because of his lineage and goals for the future, was always interested in ninja tools. His favorites quickly became ranged weaponry such as shuriken, kunai, senbon, explosive tags, and bombs. Additionally, he has found he can control the trajectory of such weapons using wires or his own chakra. Overall, his abilities using weaponry are very advanced for his age.


Bojutsu
If long range is not enough to keep the enemy at bay, he is very skilled using blunt force weaponry such as staffs and nun-chucks. Seiichi's Bo Staff is one he had custom made of special-made metal that can be infused through "chakra flow" with elemental chakra to produce added effects. It is made to be able to split into a three section staff connected with chains. Like this, he uses it for more fluid movements and attacks, along with combat typical of styles involving Nunchaku. The chains make it so the staff can extend up to 25ft from each end should the user choose to do so. This can serve to wrap around enemies or objects at his leisure. This allows him to fight back enemies and keep himself and his opponent at mid-long range.


Ninjutsu:
One of the most important skills for a shinobi, Seiichi’s skill with ninjutsu is quite evident as he uses it in tandem with many a manner of bukijutsu. Because he can effectively use his chakra so well, he can perform many jutsu in succession without much worry of exhausting his chakra reserves. Seiichi has even managed to incorporate elemental ninjutsu into his arsenal, a feat not many Genin can achieve. Even so, if it were a contest of ninjutsu by itself, he would likely lose to an individual with greater techniques than his own.


Taijutsu:
Seiichi couldn’t possibly think of a more fitting way to improve himself and honor his grandfather than by adopting the man's fighting style. Utilizing the Monkey Paw Taijutsu in tandem with his Bojutsu and Shurikenjutsu he can more effectively wear out opponents and inflict maximum damage. Though he doesn't know it very well in its entirety, as he has no formal instruction in the style, Seiichi has done his best to recreate it. It's focus on evasion and wearing down the opponent over a period of time is particularly interesting and unique for him. His hope is that he may be able to hone his abilities to the point that he may improve the style further and truly make it his own. Then, perhaps even if he is somehow disarmed, he will be able to display skill just as comparable to his skill with weapons and surpass his grandfather. For now though, he's taijutsu skill is mediocre at best, and laughable at worst.
Relationships

Family


Team
Koyomi-Sensei:

Inazuka Kimura:
Kimura is yet another one of the, apparently many, females who just does not understand the concept of personal space. What’s more is she is somewhat unpredictable, paranoid and just plain odd. Seiichi doesn’t really ever understand what she might be saying when she goes off on her conspiracy-like notions. If he were to be completely honest, he isn’t very close with her and that lack of closeness can likely be attribute to his own fear. One thing is for sure, being a team with her is going to be a challenge.

Yamanaka Inokikue:


Peers
Kohaku Sanae:

Namikaze Fukushu:
Seiichi is very much under the impression that all women can be scary in some way, shape or form. However, even apart from this he is sure that Namikaze Fukushu may very well be the devil in disguise. She’s crude and scornful towards Seiichi. Friendly competition is one thing, but she just might actually hate him and he doesn’t know why. Honestly, he can’t stand her. Even so, she’s a shinobi of the hidden leaf and like anyone else, he wants to protect her too. Even so, her frustration when he wins or comes out on top, no matter how much he hates dealing with her and her assault on his very being, is always somewhat satisfying.

Hatake Shunpei:
Seiichi can’t help, but admire Shunpei’s hard work. Although they are not particularly close they are, at least friends. Seiichi has no qualms about jumping in to help Shunpei out in a pinch or if the guy is getting messed with. He also wouldn’t mind trying to give or even receive tips on training practices if the situation were to arise.

Yakushi Tsume:

Uchiha Tomoya:

Uzumaki Kiyoshi:

Hyuga Hikari:


Others
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Gonna be posting all my characters here. I don't really mind if people look, but I'd prefer to keep is private! Also us this to organize and fix up BBcoding and all that.
Where's the rest of the CSs/folks? Do I need to do some aggressive recruiting?


I have almost all my Seiichi stuff. I think I just got lowkey unmotivated when we had to transfer over the sheets again. Trying to get my shit together. I got you fam. Trust me.
Mamoru temper flared once more with the response Ringo gave him. "Not what your dad wants for you?" He questioned once incredulously. "NOT WHAT YOUR DAD WANTS FOR YOU?!" Mamoru shouted this time before pounding his gloved fist into the wall beside him. Even so, as she continued speaking, his blood quickly decreasing from a boil to a simmer. "Well... You damn well better work harder." He finally growled after a moment of deafening silence between the two of them. He turned away from her and opened the door back up.

"Now, lets go get something to eat or whatever." Mamoru added sounding a bit more like himself, though still clearly "meh" about what had just transpired. He was still gonna be a bit grumpy for a while. It was how things always were. And he wouldn't just let Ringo off if she tried to play cute or make him laugh! Not this time! Probably...
Zenoram and Zero

> > > On Tenrou Island < < <
Phoenix Wing
Interacting with @Crimson Raven@Lunarlord34@Zarkun and basically everyone else within earshot on Tenrou


Zero had been frozen in place when the roar came. His eyes were wide in anger... fear? Excitement? He couldn't place it. But his pupils narrowed, matching the appearance of the all too familiar beast he'd felt the presence of. It was making sense. But the thing about not knowing, what he had vaguely picked up from the speech of the guy in the long coat was important in and of itself. He growled though as Hunter approached. The plans were good, and the notion of gathering information was smart, it was what Hemlock would have advised, but there was something else to note. A dragon's senses. Without a doubt, it, or they or whatever, had already taken note of the strangers encroaching on the land. He turned immediately to follow after Hunter.

"Hunter is right. We shouldn't send scouts." He said immediately. "But it isn't because we already know there is at least one dragon. It's too dangerous to send anyone out alone. If we're splitting up at all, which would be stupid by the way," he paused directing this line at Ferrin before continuing, "The best plan would be the smaller team idea. Scouts will be useless though." He shook his head. His senses had adjusted for the most part, but the area was still making it a bit harder to concentrate on any one thing. And not knowing the scent of the dragons, their respectively elements, or anything else about them made picking out any of them or getting a solid number that much harder. Still, now that he knew what they were looking for he could ascertain that, "There is definitely more than one dragon on this island." He said seriously.

"I could be wrong, but the chances of that are pretty damn low. And given that these are dragons that we're talking about, your scout idea would just make whoever we send out, easy pickens. Cause I guarantee they already know we're out here. There senses are among the best of any creature. And if they wanted to take us out, they would." This was likely the case, barring a rage induced or some other kind of, frenzy. "I'm no leader, but I'll tell you this. It took an S-Class mage, along with myself and two other mages to build up the power to kill my father Hemlock. And he was a young dragon by their standards. Not to mention in a weakened state." Zero stated, clutching the scale-like leatherly material of the jacket gifted to him by his father. At the ready, in the right state of mind, and at full power, Hemlock might have decimated them and anything in his path. And that was the message Zero was trying to get across.

"Not saying you don't have good ideas Long Coat Guy," Zero spoke once more, mimicking Hunter, "Just saying, that's not the best course of action dude." Having said that, Zero was prepared to do as told. It wasn't his mission, and fighting among themselves wouldn't help. Even if he hated the idea of just doing what he was told. "And you. Yeah you with the crazy eyes (Ashlyn). If you think that it's gonna be that easy, that simple... Well..." He paused, growling at he calmed himself down a bit, "Well, I'll bring flowers to your funeral."

Was that really necessary?
It wasn't unnecessary.

Zenoram sighed in their mind at the response and notion of Zero having antagonized someone else without needing to. Especially given their collected agreement on not needing to fight within the group given the likely foe they'd be facing.
AXL HAWTHORNE

> > > Pureplain City, Isson < < <
Interacting with: @PlatinumSkink



Axl’s eyes scanned the Ferroseed along with its trainer as Tank took his position. Immediately he held up his pokedex scanning the pokemon for real in order to weigh his options. It would have been easy to act like he knew exactly what to do, but he didn’t. It might have been possible to tackle it over and over until it fainted, but with its ability, Tank would take just as much damage. Still, with his defensive abilities Tank could more than take a little damage.

”So, it’s gonna be a battle of attrition then.” Axl said with a small smirk, confident in his chances despite the position he was in. In truth, he’d have been disappointed if his first battle wasn’t challenging. Still, Axl did have a few things going for him. First, while his Munchlax didn’t have a defensive advantage, he had an advantage in mobility. Second, when it came down to it, he was confident that Tank could at last the Ferroseed if it came down to who could take more hits. And last but not least, at this stage Ferroseed would most likely be limited to two moves, Tackle and Harden, whereas Tank had at least three at his disposal. ”Tank use defense curl.” He ordered the Munchlax.

”Muuunch`” The big eater pokemon vocalized his confirmation for the order and used his move, bumping his defense stat up one stage. It might not have seemed like much, but it'd help if it came down to who could take more of a beating.

”Now we’re gonna tackle.” He needed to gauge what each of them could take.

"Munch munch!" Tank nodded before charging at his target. Whether or not he landed a blow on Ferroseed was anybody’s guess. Axl didn’t want his pokemon getting hurt if it could have been avoided it, but this was a moment of truth. It was important to know what each pokemon could take in order for him to move forward and devise some form of a strategy.

”Here’s hoping,” he mumbled under his breath almost inaudibly as the thought of his final advantage crossed his mind; a move called metronome. The problem was it was a gamble and Axl didn’t think shooting right out the gate with it was smart.
AXL HAWTHORNE

> > > Pureplain City, Isson < < <
Interacting with: @PlatinumSkink



Axl was far less subtle than Skylar and Alice in his reaction to Rhyperior. He jumped with joy, Tank matching his excitement, over seeing the level of power and capability that was possible to be reached with proper training and hard work. "Oh my god you're so freakin cool!" Axl spoke as he cheerfully ran over to the large pokemon and hugged it. Tank followed suit, wrapping his arms around Rhyperior's leg.

"Muuuuuuunch~" It seemed that he was in agreement with his trainer.

Despite the moment of amazement and his want to learn more about the pokemon and how powerful it was, however, Axl and Tank soon had to move outside with the rest of the group to meet their challengers. Jacques was charismatic to say the least and the lineup was unlikely to disappoint if they'd been chosen by a member of the elite four. He listened intently to everything being said. He'd found Simon quite amusing and vivia interesting, but he didn't really feel an urge to battle them. This changed when faced with the clearly bitter Oaken. He was underestimating Axl, all of the new trainers really. But he didn't want his first battle to be fought out of spite. Thus, his eyes fell to Rodger.

Rodger, right?" He asked as he approached the older trainer, a competitive grin plastered across his face. He'd felt something of a kindred spirit in the man wanting to face stronger trainers, though he knew nothing else of him. "Let's battle! I wanna face someone stronger. And I'll probably even learn a thing or two butting heads with you." He proclaimed confidently. "Here's hopin' I can give ya a good fight. Ready, Tank?"

"Munch, munch!" Tank chimed in, equal parts ready to be pit against the more experienced trainer.
@PlatinumSkinkIt was indeed to see them all lol... At least, the ones that Jacques carries? But you can interpret it however you wish. I can adapt. Can't wait for the post!!
@PlatinumSkinkI'll probably make reference to it! Cause he's gonna need to eat roughly 232lbs of food a day. Good thing literally anything can be food for a Munchlax in the pokemon universe lol... Cause those little bastards can eat ANYTHING.
Wafer D. Kite - After the battle! Mending wounds?

Interacting with: @Leaves



It would have been a grievous understatement to say that Kite was a little upset about the fact that he'd been unable to help secure a win for the crew. Even so, he'd managed something on the old geezer hadn't he. And the larger man, for all his boasts and power, had failed to crush the one thing that mattered, Kite's resolve. Even so, he did feel a certain amount of embarrassment having to be carried off the field. And so as he was placed down, he sighed. "Thank you," he spoke softly as Hachirou left him with his crew in the stands. He could do little more than sit there and watch the rest of the games. He could barely move his arms too, but barely was better than not at all at least.

"Captain," Kite began softly as he winced in pain when Feya began to tend to his wounds. Her words were kind, and he knew it, but it was still something he'd needed to here. "Permission to have a bowl of the food that Runch provided?" He asked as Feya called out to Lily who'd be competing next. It was amusing really, until she got a little more rough. He groaned and winced, sucking his teeth. "F-Feya..." He said weakly, but he felt a sharp pain.

"Spirit? My spirit is so jacked it has freaking biceps."

He gasped. "Trust me, Feya..." He laughed a bit, though it was broken up and clearly painful. "Nobody that actually matters here could even imply that your spirit is weak." He said choosing to joke a bit to get her to lighten up on his wounds.
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