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Burai Kasei
Class was always an… interesting experience for one Kasei Burai. Blind as he was, he often relied on braille or an assistant reading aloud to absorb any written information during lessons, and he was usually content with that. Indeed, he was, and had been for a good while, one of the class’s most consistent students, with average to above average scores in every subject. Had today been any other day, Burai would simply ask an acquaintance to tell him which team he was on, pick up his schedule (which they would hopefully have remembered to stamp with braille, or at least write with chakra-infused ink), and pootle on over to whatever meeting point they’d been assigned. However, today was not any other day. Today was graduation day: the last opportunity he’d have to prank Bohi Sensei. In other words, Today would be legendary.
As soon as the bustle caused by the beaning of the Akimichi (by what Burai could only assume was an eraser, based on the silhouette it cast) had subsided, and Bohi Sensei had finished her briefing, he raised a single, meek hand.
“Ano, Bohi Sensei, If I may be excused in my rudeness, you seem not to have accommodated my… particular needs.” He pointed slowly at his headband, wrapped firmly over his eyes. “To put it another way, miss, I cannot see the board, insomuch as I see the world around me. What team is mine?” Now, a deadpan expression to stick the landing and 3… 2… 1…
Bingo. There was the roiling of stressed chakra he’d expected. In the privacy of his head, Burai allowed himself a small laugh and congratulated himself on pulling the wool over the eyes of yet another ninja. Now, to find out his team placement...
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✖ ‖ N a m e
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
✖ ‖ C l a n
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
✖ ‖ R a n k
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ ‖ N i n d o
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Kasei Burai
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
12 / 12th of February
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
Male
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
Basically average for someone his age
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
Konohagakure
✖ ‖ C l a n
The Kasei Clan:
A small clan, comprising three families, specializing largely in defense and sensing techniques. The Kasei are born with a Caustic aspect in their chakra, as well as being completely blind. The interaction of their own chakra with the world allows them to 'see' the chakra networks of living things, and thus perceive their surroundings. They are renowned largely for their effectiveness in Torture & Interrogation thanks to their burning chakra, as well as being dedicated sensor nin out in the field. Notably, it is impossible for a Kasei to learn medical jutsu of any type.
A small clan, comprising three families, specializing largely in defense and sensing techniques. The Kasei are born with a Caustic aspect in their chakra, as well as being completely blind. The interaction of their own chakra with the world allows them to 'see' the chakra networks of living things, and thus perceive their surroundings. They are renowned largely for their effectiveness in Torture & Interrogation thanks to their burning chakra, as well as being dedicated sensor nin out in the field. Notably, it is impossible for a Kasei to learn medical jutsu of any type.
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
Father: Kasei Ichimaru (deceased)
Mother: Kasei Honoka (deceased)
Siblings: None
Others: A number of cousins and other relatives from the clan, notably his uncle Jou, who helped raise him after his parents' death.
Mother: Kasei Honoka (deceased)
Siblings: None
Others: A number of cousins and other relatives from the clan, notably his uncle Jou, who helped raise him after his parents' death.
✖ ‖ R a n k
Genin
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
None so far.
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
Burai is a distinctly unconventional kid. He's determined in the extreme, and is driven almost entirely by a desire for self improvement and progress. Instilled with a powerful work ethic by his parents before their deaths, he spends much of his time training or meditating to improve his sensing range. There is also a bitterness to him, running under the surface as he works to build his own style.
The relative isolation of his clan, combined with his fairly quiet nature have given him a rather unique pattern of speech and a distinctly interesting view of the world. In his mind, a lot can be judged simply by the flow of one's chakra. He is blunt, and often comes across as socially inept. That said, he is far from being incompetent. He uses his flat speech and poetic turns of phrase to mask a wry, cheeky sense of humour and cutting wit, maneouvering skillfully through the social quagmire. His pranks, while rare, are legendary; He once maneuvered a bully into a situation where his blindfold was stolen, simply to laugh at their reaction to his black eyes.
In his quieter moments, he appreciates an opportunity to be at peace with nature, listening to ambient noise as he watches the flow of the world's energies around him.
The relative isolation of his clan, combined with his fairly quiet nature have given him a rather unique pattern of speech and a distinctly interesting view of the world. In his mind, a lot can be judged simply by the flow of one's chakra. He is blunt, and often comes across as socially inept. That said, he is far from being incompetent. He uses his flat speech and poetic turns of phrase to mask a wry, cheeky sense of humour and cutting wit, maneouvering skillfully through the social quagmire. His pranks, while rare, are legendary; He once maneuvered a bully into a situation where his blindfold was stolen, simply to laugh at their reaction to his black eyes.
In his quieter moments, he appreciates an opportunity to be at peace with nature, listening to ambient noise as he watches the flow of the world's energies around him.
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ - Most kinds of music
✖ - Radio Dramas
✖ - Physical contact
✖ - Training
✖ - Nature
✖ - Radio Dramas
✖ - Physical contact
✖ - Training
✖ - Nature
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ - Visual media
✖ - Plastics
✖ - Loudmouths
✖ - Prejudice
✖ - Ramen
✖ - Plastics
✖ - Loudmouths
✖ - Prejudice
✖ - Ramen
✖ ‖ N i n d o
"Each day, an opportunity to better myself. In this, I shall live"
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
Burai was born shortly after the war to parents Ichimaru and Honoka, and grew up loved and largely happy, although largely isolated from the village. He was raised on stories of his Clan's long-running shinobi lineage, inspiring a love for Ninja from an early age. This was bolstered by his parents, who sought to further the clan's legacy by engineering a new style of fighting around their bloodline. He spent a happy seven years with either one or both parents (depending on missions), learning, growing, and training to follow in their footsteps.
Unfortunately, the Offensive Style would never be completed. During Burai's second term at the academy, his parents were killed on their first joint mission since his birth. Taken in by his father's brother Jou, he spent several weeks in isolation, grieving for what had been lost. Jou and the rest of the clan did their best to look after him, training him in the clan's techniques, but a fire had been lit underneath him. With a single-minded drive, Burai took to studying his parents' scrolls, slowly learning each form and kata of their style and vowing that he would honour their legacy by completing it. With that in mind, he went from a promising student to one of the tops of his class, excelling in his skill and taijutsu, even if it may have cost him more than a few friendships, supported along the way by his uncle, and a clan that tried their best to understand, and to help him grow and flourish.
Unfortunately, the Offensive Style would never be completed. During Burai's second term at the academy, his parents were killed on their first joint mission since his birth. Taken in by his father's brother Jou, he spent several weeks in isolation, grieving for what had been lost. Jou and the rest of the clan did their best to look after him, training him in the clan's techniques, but a fire had been lit underneath him. With a single-minded drive, Burai took to studying his parents' scrolls, slowly learning each form and kata of their style and vowing that he would honour their legacy by completing it. With that in mind, he went from a promising student to one of the tops of his class, excelling in his skill and taijutsu, even if it may have cost him more than a few friendships, supported along the way by his uncle, and a clan that tried their best to understand, and to help him grow and flourish.
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
Kasei Chakra:
A unique bloodline which blinds its bearers and adds a caustic nature to their chakra, burning anything living on contact based on the amount and potency. The interaction of their chakra with their environment allows them to sense their surroundings via their chakra networks. Although initially only perceiving a small bubble of space, this can be radically expanded through rigorous training and growth. At its most advanced, this bloodline can create a wall of chakra which damages or destroys anything with even a residual layer of chakra on contact.
A unique bloodline which blinds its bearers and adds a caustic nature to their chakra, burning anything living on contact based on the amount and potency. The interaction of their chakra with their environment allows them to sense their surroundings via their chakra networks. Although initially only perceiving a small bubble of space, this can be radically expanded through rigorous training and growth. At its most advanced, this bloodline can create a wall of chakra which damages or destroys anything with even a residual layer of chakra on contact.
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
Water
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
Basic chakra sensing abilities, enhanced hearing, sensitive touch, Braille reading, poetry, improvisational flute music.
✖ ‖ J u t s u
Kasei Style: Chakra shield - A tight layer of chakra is formed and wrapped around the user, creating a barrier of chakra that burns on contact. At Burai's level, it causes a sharp stinging sensation, and can leave serious burns if not immediately purged by the attacker. Useful during a Taijutsu engagement.
Kasei Style: Sensing pulse - A bubble of dilute Kasei chakra is expelled from the body, reaching outside the normal sensory range and 'tagging' biological life. Targets will remain 'tagged' until the foreigh chakra has circulated out of their system, allowing them to be tracked with startling precision by the user. Plant matter, stone, and other non-animal matter, however, will not appear, meaning any terrain between Burai and the targets is invisible to him. Burai's is twice the diameter of his ordinary range, which is 50ft, making for a roughly 100ft sphere of effective tracking. Further, it will pick up traces of enemy chakra if overloaded, allowing for prints or chakra residue to be followed.
Kasei Style: Disintegrating Spear - Developed by Burai's mother, this will form the backbone of the Kasei Offensive Style. Once perfected, the jutsu is intended to form a sharp protrusion of concentrated chakra that will disintegrate living matter, as well as any chakra-infused object, on contact. Burai is far from mastering the jutsu, but his version of the technique still forms a single highly caustic blade around a hand, foot or knee, or alternatively a flat, focused region of his chakra shield, which will cause second to third degree burns to an opponent and blunt the edge of a thrown weapon, or blade. Its nature allows it to pass through metal with little resistance, but it dissipates somewhat on contact with organic material. Burai's inexperience and general Genin skill means that he cannot hold it for more than a few seconds at a time.
Kasei Style: Sensing pulse - A bubble of dilute Kasei chakra is expelled from the body, reaching outside the normal sensory range and 'tagging' biological life. Targets will remain 'tagged' until the foreigh chakra has circulated out of their system, allowing them to be tracked with startling precision by the user. Plant matter, stone, and other non-animal matter, however, will not appear, meaning any terrain between Burai and the targets is invisible to him. Burai's is twice the diameter of his ordinary range, which is 50ft, making for a roughly 100ft sphere of effective tracking. Further, it will pick up traces of enemy chakra if overloaded, allowing for prints or chakra residue to be followed.
Kasei Style: Disintegrating Spear - Developed by Burai's mother, this will form the backbone of the Kasei Offensive Style. Once perfected, the jutsu is intended to form a sharp protrusion of concentrated chakra that will disintegrate living matter, as well as any chakra-infused object, on contact. Burai is far from mastering the jutsu, but his version of the technique still forms a single highly caustic blade around a hand, foot or knee, or alternatively a flat, focused region of his chakra shield, which will cause second to third degree burns to an opponent and blunt the edge of a thrown weapon, or blade. Its nature allows it to pass through metal with little resistance, but it dissipates somewhat on contact with organic material. Burai's inexperience and general Genin skill means that he cannot hold it for more than a few seconds at a time.
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
Two full pouches of Kunai, One of Shuriken. 30 explosive tags for trapping and as panic buttons. A short dagger to be used in taijutsu struggles.
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
At the beginning of an engagement, Burai will hang back and tag the opponents, before jumping into the fray, acting as a backup for his teammates and aiming to disable in as few strikes as possible.
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Helios J Mears
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✖ ‖ N a m e
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
✖ ‖ C l a n
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
✖ ‖ R a n k
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ ‖ N i n d o
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Kasei Burai
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
12 / 12th of February
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
Male
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
Basically average for someone his age
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
Konohagakure
✖ ‖ C l a n
The Kasei Clan:
A small clan, comprising three families, specializing largely in defense and sensing techniques. The Kasei are born with a Caustic aspect in their chakra, as well as being completely blind. The interaction of their own chakra with the world allows them to 'see' the chakra networks of living things, and thus perceive their surroundings. They are renowned largely for their effectiveness in Torture & Interrogation thanks to their burning chakra, as well as being dedicated sensor nin out in the field. Notably, it is impossible for a Kasei to learn medical jutsu of any type.
A small clan, comprising three families, specializing largely in defense and sensing techniques. The Kasei are born with a Caustic aspect in their chakra, as well as being completely blind. The interaction of their own chakra with the world allows them to 'see' the chakra networks of living things, and thus perceive their surroundings. They are renowned largely for their effectiveness in Torture & Interrogation thanks to their burning chakra, as well as being dedicated sensor nin out in the field. Notably, it is impossible for a Kasei to learn medical jutsu of any type.
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
Father: Kasei Ichimaru (deceased)
Mother: Kasei Honoka (deceased)
Siblings: None
Others: A number of cousins and other relatives from the clan, notably his uncle Jou, who helped raise him after his parents' death.
Mother: Kasei Honoka (deceased)
Siblings: None
Others: A number of cousins and other relatives from the clan, notably his uncle Jou, who helped raise him after his parents' death.
✖ ‖ R a n k
Genin
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
None so far.
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
Burai is a distinctly unconventional kid. He's determined in the extreme, and is driven almost entirely by a desire for self improvement and progress. Instilled with a powerful work ethic by his parents before their deaths, he spends much of his time training or meditating to improve his sensing range. There is also a bitterness to him, running under the surface as he works to build his own style.
The relative isolation of his clan, combined with his fairly introverted nature have given him a rather unique pattern of speech and a distinctly interesting view of the world. In his mind, a lot can be judged simply by the flow of one's chakra. He is blunt, and often comes across as socially inept. That said, he is far from being incompetent. He uses his flat speech and poetic turns of phrase to mask a wry, cheeky sense of humour, and his pranks, while rare, are legendary. He once maneuvered a bully into a situation where his blindfold was stolen, simply to laugh at their reaction to his black eyes.
In his quieter moments, he appreciates an opportunity to be at peace with nature, listening to ambient noise as he watches the fow of the world's energies around him.
The relative isolation of his clan, combined with his fairly introverted nature have given him a rather unique pattern of speech and a distinctly interesting view of the world. In his mind, a lot can be judged simply by the flow of one's chakra. He is blunt, and often comes across as socially inept. That said, he is far from being incompetent. He uses his flat speech and poetic turns of phrase to mask a wry, cheeky sense of humour, and his pranks, while rare, are legendary. He once maneuvered a bully into a situation where his blindfold was stolen, simply to laugh at their reaction to his black eyes.
In his quieter moments, he appreciates an opportunity to be at peace with nature, listening to ambient noise as he watches the fow of the world's energies around him.
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ - Most kinds of music
✖ - Radio Dramas
✖ - Physical contact
✖ - Training
✖ - Nature
✖ - Radio Dramas
✖ - Physical contact
✖ - Training
✖ - Nature
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ - Visual media
✖ - Plastics
✖ - Loudmouths
✖ - Prejudice
✖ - Ramen
✖ - Plastics
✖ - Loudmouths
✖ - Prejudice
✖ - Ramen
✖ ‖ N i n d o
"Each day, an opportunity to better myself. In this, I shall live"
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
Burai was born shortly after the war to parents Ichimaru and Honoka, and grew up loved and largely happy, although largely isolated from the village. He was raised on stories of his Clan's long-running shinobi lineage, inspiring a love for Ninja from an early age. This was bolstered by his parents, who sought to further the clan's legacy by engineering a new style of fighting around their bloodline. He spent a happy seven years with either one or both parents (depending on missions), learning, growing, and training to follow in their footsteps.
Unfortunately, the Offensive Style would never be completed. During Burai's second term at the academy, his parents were killed on their first joint mission since his birth. Taken in by his father's brother Jou, he spent several weeks in isolation, grieving for what had been lost. Jou and the rest of the clan did their best to look after him, training him in the clan's techniques, but a fire had been lit underneath him. With a single-minded drive, Burai took to studying his parents' scrolls, slowly learning each form and kata of their style and vowing that he would honour their legacy by completing it. With that in mind, he went from a promising student to one of the tops of his class, excelling in his skill and taijutsu, even if it may have cost him more than a few friendships, supported along the way by his uncle, and a clan that tried their best to understand, and to help him grow and flourish.
Unfortunately, the Offensive Style would never be completed. During Burai's second term at the academy, his parents were killed on their first joint mission since his birth. Taken in by his father's brother Jou, he spent several weeks in isolation, grieving for what had been lost. Jou and the rest of the clan did their best to look after him, training him in the clan's techniques, but a fire had been lit underneath him. With a single-minded drive, Burai took to studying his parents' scrolls, slowly learning each form and kata of their style and vowing that he would honour their legacy by completing it. With that in mind, he went from a promising student to one of the tops of his class, excelling in his skill and taijutsu, even if it may have cost him more than a few friendships, supported along the way by his uncle, and a clan that tried their best to understand, and to help him grow and flourish.
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
Kasei Chakra:
A unique bloodline which blinds its bearers and adds a caustic nature to their chakra, burning anything living on contact based on the amount and potency. The interaction of their chakra with their environment allows them to sense their surroundings via their chakra networks. Although initially only perceiving a small bubble of space, this can be radically expanded through rigorous training and growth. At its most advanced, this bloodline can create a wall of chakra which damages or destroys anything with even a residual layer of chakra on contact.
A unique bloodline which blinds its bearers and adds a caustic nature to their chakra, burning anything living on contact based on the amount and potency. The interaction of their chakra with their environment allows them to sense their surroundings via their chakra networks. Although initially only perceiving a small bubble of space, this can be radically expanded through rigorous training and growth. At its most advanced, this bloodline can create a wall of chakra which damages or destroys anything with even a residual layer of chakra on contact.
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
Water
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
Basic chakra sensing abilities, enhanced hearing, sensitive touch, Braille reading, poetry, improvisational flute music.
✖ ‖ J u t s u
Kasei Style: Chakra shield - A tight layer of chakra is formed and wrapped around the user, creating a barrier of chakra that burns on contact. At Burai's level, it causes a sharp stinging sensation, and can leave serious burns if not immediately purged by the attacker. Useful during a Taijutsu engagement.
Kasei Style: Sensing pulse - A bubble of dilute Kasei chakra is expelled from the body, reaching outside the normal sensory range and 'tagging' biological life. Targets will remain 'tagged' until the foreigh chakra has circulated out of their system, allowing them to be tracked with startling precision by the user. Plant matter, stone, and other non-animal matter, however, will not appear, meaning any terrain between Burai and the targets is invisible to him. Burai's is twice the diameter of his ordinary range, which is 50ft, making for a roughly 100ft sphere of effective tracking. Further, it will pick up traces of enemy chakra if overloaded, allowing for prints or chakra residue to be followed.
Kasei Style: Disintegrating Spear - Developed by Burai's mother, this will form the backbone of the Kasei Offensive Style. Once perfected, the jutsu is intended to form a sharp protrusion of concentrated chakra that will disintegrate living matter, as well as any chakra-infused object, on contact. Burai is far from mastering the jutsu, but his version of the technique still forms a single highly caustic blade around a hand, foot or knee, or alternatively a flat, focused region of his chakra shield, which will cause second to third degree burns to an opponent and blunt the edge of a thrown weapon, or blade. Its nature allows it to pass through metal with little resistance, but it dissipates somewhat on contact with organic material. Burai's inexperience and general Genin skill means that he cannot hold it for more than a few seconds at a time.
Kasei Style: Sensing pulse - A bubble of dilute Kasei chakra is expelled from the body, reaching outside the normal sensory range and 'tagging' biological life. Targets will remain 'tagged' until the foreigh chakra has circulated out of their system, allowing them to be tracked with startling precision by the user. Plant matter, stone, and other non-animal matter, however, will not appear, meaning any terrain between Burai and the targets is invisible to him. Burai's is twice the diameter of his ordinary range, which is 50ft, making for a roughly 100ft sphere of effective tracking. Further, it will pick up traces of enemy chakra if overloaded, allowing for prints or chakra residue to be followed.
Kasei Style: Disintegrating Spear - Developed by Burai's mother, this will form the backbone of the Kasei Offensive Style. Once perfected, the jutsu is intended to form a sharp protrusion of concentrated chakra that will disintegrate living matter, as well as any chakra-infused object, on contact. Burai is far from mastering the jutsu, but his version of the technique still forms a single highly caustic blade around a hand, foot or knee, or alternatively a flat, focused region of his chakra shield, which will cause second to third degree burns to an opponent and blunt the edge of a thrown weapon, or blade. Its nature allows it to pass through metal with little resistance, but it dissipates somewhat on contact with organic material. Burai's inexperience and general Genin skill means that he cannot hold it for more than a few seconds at a time.
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
Two full pouches of Kunai, One of Shuriken. 30 explosive tags for trapping and as panic buttons. A short dagger to be used in taijutsu struggles.
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
At the beginning of an engagement, Burai will hang back and tag the opponents, before jumping into the fray, acting as a backup for his teammates and aiming to disable in as few strikes as possible.
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Helios J Mears
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✖ ‖ N a m e
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
✖ ‖ C l a n
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
✖ ‖ R a n k
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ ‖ N i n d o
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Takayuki Mekakushi
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
26 / June 9th
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
Male
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
6'0" tall and 187 lbs, lithe, but not weak
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
Konohagakure
✖ ‖ C l a n
Mekakushi
The Mekakushi are a small clan, comprising mainly of low ranked shinobi and civilians due to their bloodline, the Surge Release, which often makes them ill-suited to ninja duty. Nevertheless, they played a role in establishing the village's infrastructure, and have established themselves as a significant merchant clan. Mekakushi can often be quite nasty to those of their clan who try to become ninja, through a mix of jealousy and dislike of their Kekkei Genkai.
The Mekakushi are a small clan, comprising mainly of low ranked shinobi and civilians due to their bloodline, the Surge Release, which often makes them ill-suited to ninja duty. Nevertheless, they played a role in establishing the village's infrastructure, and have established themselves as a significant merchant clan. Mekakushi can often be quite nasty to those of their clan who try to become ninja, through a mix of jealousy and dislike of their Kekkei Genkai.
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
Father: Dai Mekakushi. After a short-lived shinobi career, he buried himself into business and is now a reputable and considerably wealthy businessman. Large, jovial and considerate. He has a fairly good relationship with Taka, always having been supportive of him, but can be a little distant. He's a good guy to drink with. Takayuki's often too busy to see him nowadays.
Mother: Tomoko Mekakushi, (deceased). Died when Taka was seven.
Siblings: None
Others:
Mother: Tomoko Mekakushi, (deceased). Died when Taka was seven.
Siblings: None
Others:
✖ ‖ R a n k
Jounin
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
His name is often shortened to Taka. He goes by Takayuki The Mirage in the Bingo Book
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
Taka is a very driven person, determined to prove himself to the world. His clan was often mocked for being incapable of simple jutsu thanks to their 'useless' bloodline, and it left a deep imprint on him. As a young student in the Academy, he was often bullied, and soon made an oath to put his traits to good use. Since then, he's defied the world multiple times, instilling a deep sense of pride as he made his way to Jounin rank. He reacts badly to anyone who ignores this, as well as those who make life hard for the unfortunate. On the other hand, he can be a very kind person, willing to do a lot for people he may not know that well. He makes friends for life, and refuses to back down from protecting them. The same would go for any students of his. He speaks clearly, in a fairly relaxed tone of voice, and it's rare to see him without a small smile on his face. Whether it's bitter, prideful, happy or whatever else is hard to tell. However, there is a deep rage inherent in Taka, running hidden below the surface. Rage at himself, his family, the world; all things. He tends to channel this towards something constructive, but this isn't foolproof. He would chase someone to the ends of the earth if they dared harm someone precious to him, and if he were to break... Well, let's just say that it wouldn't be pretty.
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ - His Friends
✖ - Fruit
✖ - Proving his Speed
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Jogging
✖ - Teaching
✖ - Fruit
✖ - Proving his Speed
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Jogging
✖ - Teaching
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ - Slugs
✖ - Avocados
✖ - Arrogant people
✖ - Being angry
✖ - Avocados
✖ - Arrogant people
✖ - Being angry
✖ ‖ N i n d o
"I will outrun the world, and turn that speed on those who would destroy mine."
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
Taka was born to a fairly happy household. His father, being occupied with business, didn't often see him, but he loved the man just the same, and often tried to impress him. He doesn't remember his mother well, but she was the more competent ninja, as well as his inspiration. Later, when she died of an unidentified illness, He swore to become a ninja who would make her proud. During this time, he trained in hand to hand combat using his mother's scrolls, while becoming much closer to his father, who made an effort to spend more time with his son.
Taka first learned of his clan's reputation in the academy, which he managed to enter at the age of eight, but refused to let it deter him. Those early years were some of his hardest. He grew up under pressure both from himself, those around him, and the world. As he forced himself through the academy, the village grew around him, and after graduating, he found himself dropped into a bloody world. He soon became renowned for his steadfast determination and fierce protectiveness, and was granted a field promotion to Chuunin after saving his teacher's life. His teammates, unfortunately, weren't so lucky.
Throughout this time, he was gradually honing his skills, and was able to make small contributions to the village's stregth and reputation, despite barely being a teenager. This was mainly a combination of tenacity, and the rage instilled in him by the deaths of his teammates. Later on, having further honed his skills, he took the Jounin trials and was promoted, gaining a fearsome reputation as a powerful ninja, as well as potentially the fastest man alive.
Taka first learned of his clan's reputation in the academy, which he managed to enter at the age of eight, but refused to let it deter him. Those early years were some of his hardest. He grew up under pressure both from himself, those around him, and the world. As he forced himself through the academy, the village grew around him, and after graduating, he found himself dropped into a bloody world. He soon became renowned for his steadfast determination and fierce protectiveness, and was granted a field promotion to Chuunin after saving his teacher's life. His teammates, unfortunately, weren't so lucky.
Throughout this time, he was gradually honing his skills, and was able to make small contributions to the village's stregth and reputation, despite barely being a teenager. This was mainly a combination of tenacity, and the rage instilled in him by the deaths of his teammates. Later on, having further honed his skills, he took the Jounin trials and was promoted, gaining a fearsome reputation as a powerful ninja, as well as potentially the fastest man alive.
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
Surge Release: A Bloodline which causes an abnormally fast flow of Chakra through one's coils. While this makes control difficult, and thus makes learning conventional Jutsu much harder, the clan's ninja element has learned to utilise it in unique ways, leading to the formation of a distinct style. When applied to physical Chakra, it allows for a sudden and insane burst of speed.
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
Lightining and fire
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
He's an excellent endurance runner, capable of going without pause for potentially days on end. Even without his high-end techniques, he's probably one of the fastest men alive, capable of running at a constant 80 mph for days before depleting his chakra, and sprinting at speeds in excess of 150 for short periods. His perception is also impeccable, with reaction times within a fifteenth of a second. He's a competent flower arranger, enjoys pottery, Carves fruit when he's bored and is renowned for his decoupage.
✖ ‖ J u t s u
Due to how wild his Chakra is, many of his techniques require long chains of hand seals. While he's fast enough that this doesn't impact combat too badly, it does mean that losing the use of a hand could potentially be very bad.
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
Two pouches of kunai, a pouch of shuriken, a large roll of Ninja wire, a heavy pair of bladed iron knuckles and a pair of concealed daggers holstered to his wrists.
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
Taka darts around the battlefield at speed, running distraction duty and taunting enemies, while launching projectiles or taijutsu assaults at unpredictable intervals. He sometimes seems like he's in three places at once, and packs a hell of a punch whenever he does attack.
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Helios J Mears
A profile for your perusal. May need some adjustment.
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✖ ‖ N a m e
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
✖ ‖ C l a n
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
✖ ‖ R a n k
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ ‖ N i n d o
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Takayuki Mekakushi
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
26 / June 9th
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
Male
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
6'0" tall and 187 lbs, lithe, but not weak
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
Konohagakure
✖ ‖ C l a n
Mekakushi
The Mekakushi are a small clan, comprising mainly of low ranked shinobi and civilians due to their bloodline, the Surge Release, which often makes them ill-suited to ninja duty. Nevertheless, they played a role in establishing the village's infrastructure, and have established themselves as a significant merchant clan. Mekakushi can often be quite nasty to those of their clan who try to become ninja, through a mix of jealousy and dislike of their Kekkei Genkai.
The Mekakushi are a small clan, comprising mainly of low ranked shinobi and civilians due to their bloodline, the Surge Release, which often makes them ill-suited to ninja duty. Nevertheless, they played a role in establishing the village's infrastructure, and have established themselves as a significant merchant clan. Mekakushi can often be quite nasty to those of their clan who try to become ninja, through a mix of jealousy and dislike of their Kekkei Genkai.
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
Father: Dai Mekakushi. After a short-lived shinobi career, he buried himself into business and is now a reputable and considerably wealthy businessman. Large, jovial and considerate. He has a fairly good relationship with Taka, always having been supportive of him, but can be a little distant. He's a good guy to drink with. Takayuki's often too busy to see him nowadays.
Mother: Tomoko Mekakushi, (deceased). Died when Taka was seven.
Siblings: None
Others:
Mother: Tomoko Mekakushi, (deceased). Died when Taka was seven.
Siblings: None
Others:
✖ ‖ R a n k
Jounin
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
His name is often shortened to Taka. He goes by Takayuki The Mirage in the Bingo Book
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
Taka is a very driven person, determined to prove himself to the world. His clan was often mocked for being incapable of simple jutsu thanks to their 'useless' bloodline, and it left a deep imprint on him. As a young student in the Academy, he was often bullied, and soon made an oath to put his traits to good use. Since then, he's defied the world multiple times, instilling a deep sense of pride as he made his way to Jounin rank. He reacts badly to anyone who ignores this, as well as those who make life hard for the unfortunate. On the other hand, he can be a very kind person, willing to do a lot for people he may not know that well. He makes friends for life, and refuses to back down from protecting them. The same would go for any students of his. He speaks clearly, in a fairly relaxed tone of voice, and it's rare to see him without a small smile on his face. Whether it's bitter, prideful, happy or whatever else is hard to tell. However, there is a deep rage inherent in Taka, running hidden below the surface. Rage at himself, his family, the world; all things. He tends to channel this towards something constructive, but this isn't foolproof. He would chase someone to the ends of the earth if they dared harm someone precious to him, and if he were to break... Well, let's just say that it wouldn't be pretty.
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ - His Friends
✖ - Fruit
✖ - Proving his Speed
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Jogging
✖ - Teaching
✖ - Fruit
✖ - Proving his Speed
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Jogging
✖ - Teaching
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ - Slugs
✖ - Avocados
✖ - Arrogant people
✖ - Being angry
✖ - Avocados
✖ - Arrogant people
✖ - Being angry
✖ ‖ N i n d o
"I will outrun the world, and turn that speed on those who would destroy mine."
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
Taka was born to a fairly happy household. His father, being occupied with business, didn't often see him, but he loved the man just the same, and often tried to impress him. He doesn't remember his mother well, but she was the more competent ninja, as well as his inspiration. Later, when she died of an unidentified illness, He swore to become a ninja who would make her proud. During this time, he trained in hand to hand combat using his mother's scrolls, while becoming much closer to his father, who made an effort to spend more time with his son.
Taka first learned of his clan's reputation in the academy, which he managed to enter at the age of eight, but refused to let it deter him. Those early years were some of his hardest. He grew up under pressure both from himself, those around him, and the world. As he forced himself through the academy, the village grew around him, and after graduating, he found himself dropped into a bloody world. He soon became renowned for his steadfast determination and fierce protectiveness, and was granted a field promotion to Chuunin after saving his teacher's life. His teammates, unfortunately, weren't so lucky.
Throughout this time, he was gradually honing his skills, and was able to make small contributions to the village's stregth and reputation, despite barely being a teenager. This was mainly a combination of tenacity, and the rage instilled in him by the deaths of his teammates. Later on, having further honed his skills, he took the Jounin trials and was promoted, gaining a fearsome reputation as a powerful ninja, as well as potentially the fastest man alive.
Taka first learned of his clan's reputation in the academy, which he managed to enter at the age of eight, but refused to let it deter him. Those early years were some of his hardest. He grew up under pressure both from himself, those around him, and the world. As he forced himself through the academy, the village grew around him, and after graduating, he found himself dropped into a bloody world. He soon became renowned for his steadfast determination and fierce protectiveness, and was granted a field promotion to Chuunin after saving his teacher's life. His teammates, unfortunately, weren't so lucky.
Throughout this time, he was gradually honing his skills, and was able to make small contributions to the village's stregth and reputation, despite barely being a teenager. This was mainly a combination of tenacity, and the rage instilled in him by the deaths of his teammates. Later on, having further honed his skills, he took the Jounin trials and was promoted, gaining a fearsome reputation as a powerful ninja, as well as potentially the fastest man alive.
✖ ‖ K e k k e i G e n k a i
Surge Release: A Bloodline which causes an abnormally fast flow of Chakra through one's coils. While this makes control difficult, and thus makes learning conventional Jutsu much harder, the clan's ninja element has learned to utilise it in unique ways, leading to the formation of a distinct style. When applied to physical Chakra, it allows for a sudden and insane burst of speed.
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
Lightining and fire
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
He's an excellent endurance runner, capable of going without pause for potentially days on end. Even without his high-end techniques, he's probably one of the fastest men alive, capable of running at a constant 80 mph for days before depleting his chakra, and sprinting at speeds in excess of 150 for short periods. His perception is also impeccable, with reaction times within a fifteenth of a second. He's a competent flower arranger, enjoys pottery, Carves fruit when he's bored and is renowned for his decoupage.
✖ ‖ J u t s u
Due to how wild his Chakra is, many of his techniques require long chains of hand seals. While he's fast enough that this doesn't impact combat too badly, it does mean that losing the use of a hand could potentially be very bad.
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
Two pouches of kunai, a pouch of shuriken, a large roll of Ninja wire, a heavy pair of bladed iron knuckles and a pair of concealed daggers holstered to his wrists.
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
Taka darts around the battlefield at speed, running distraction duty and taunting enemies, while launching projectiles or taijutsu assaults at unpredictable intervals. He sometimes seems like he's in three places at once, and packs a hell of a punch whenever he does attack.
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Helios J Mears
I have arrived, with very little ceremony, as is to be expected
Takayuki Mekakushi
Konoha, 1st Battalion,
Location: Forest river
Chakra reserves: 100%
Takayuki nodded gravely at Kenshiro's words. Times were changing. Rumours had been flying for months, even in Konoha, and some of his long-distance routes had recently become unsafe to run. "Aye. Always better to be safe, in my experience." Still, he wore a gentle smile. Wouldn't do for his cute students to see him worried; If they were going to kill today, he'd have to keep their spirits high. Even so, a subconscious ripple of chakra set his arm vibrating madly, and he had to take a moment to restrain himself.
He ran a few combat scenarios through his head, training half an ear on the conversation to catch any relevant details (Kenshiro was certainly the superior strategist, he'd leave that to the older Jounin). Mist nin were slippery. Quick to hide and troublingly at home in the forests of Fire Country. Were he running solo, Plasma Wave would be the obvious technique of choice. But with students around, indiscriminately filling water sources with electricity would likely be a bad move. Bait tactics, then, and if he had to leave the kills to his kids, then so be it. He grimaced.
Sand nin would be slightly trickier. Puppeteers and wind users did not a happy Taka make, although earth was easy enough to outrun. Fire was out straight away, having enemy wind users around made it far too volatile to use with inexperienced genin on the field. Lightning, meanwhile, was trumped by earth. A nasty hard counter, but one he'd have been a fool not to account for at this level. He gave his kunai pouches a sad pat; they'd certainly need a refill after this little excursion. With the Mist around as well, he'd have to make a lot of kills today. Unfortunate, but not untenable, even with his rather perishable chakra reserves.
He recognised the names of the villages vaguely. His dad had mentioned Daikon once during a story about Taka's grandfather. Both gone, now, of course... 'Not the time, Mekakushi!' He couldn't afford to let his mind wander, not at a time like this!
His gaze fell onto his students next, darting quickly from face to face. Chokuro, Miho (bless her arrogant little soul. He'd work it out of her yet), Juzo, Rashiku, Shizuka, Ami, Kimi, Kushina... They'd already become precious to him. They were his students, his to protect, to guide, to teach. His innocent little genin. So like he'd bee-
"... Been discovered." And suddenly Taka was gone, his smile set into a grim snarl, and there stood The Mirage, goggles dropping over his eyes in a flash. He barely stood still long enough to hear the end of Kenshiro's report. "Hai!" He vanished in an explosion of shredded leaves, and returned seconds later with a burst of displaced air. "Perimeter's clear, but I heard rapid footsteps. They'll be reporting back. I'll take a squad to the village, you take Rest. Daikon sounds good." A grin, then. "Might be ruined, now, but my dad always said it was nice." He turned his attention to the genin, smiling broadly (although his eyes, hidden as they were by his tinted lenses, were dark). "Righto! I want two or three of you to come with me, doesn't matter who so long as you can work together. Remember, I'm fast, so don't bother coming if you can't handle a run. This could be your first taste of active combat! Exciting, eh?" He shot them a V for victory. "Kick their asses, and watch your backs!"
Pep talk over, (and hadn't that gone well?), he turned to Kenshiro once again. "Don't concern yourself with my lot, I've got their backs. Anyone goes for them and I'll gut them where they stand." Light flashed across his lenses and there was death in his voice. And then the moment was over. "Just make sure the unsupervised lot can take care of themselves, please. I'll see you in Daikon, yeah? Take care of yourself, Ken-San." His piece said, he wandered over to a nearby tree and stood ready, letting the small amount of chakra he'd used for those Surging Flickers regenerate somewhat.
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✖ ‖ N a m e
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
✖ ‖ R a n k
✖ ‖ T a i l e d B e a s t
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ ‖ N i n d o
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Hachirou Ushitako
✖ ‖ A g e / B i r t h d a y
19, 19th of August
✖ ‖ G e n d e r
Male
✖ ‖ B o d y T y p e
Almost weedy to look at, although his muscle is rock-hard to touch
✖ ‖ V i l l a g e
Unaffiliated, Missing Nin of Kumo
✖ ‖ F a m i l y
Father: Unknown
Mother: Uknown
Siblings: None
Mother: Uknown
Siblings: None
✖ ‖ R a n k
Chuunin/Unaffiliated
✖ ‖ T a i l e d B e a s t
Gyūki: The Eight Tailed Bull
✖ ‖ T i t l e s / N i c k n a m e s
The Eight Tailed Drunk; That Octopus nuisance (by the Raikage); Hachi
✖ ‖ P e r s o n a l i t y
Hachirou is a largely passive young man, decidedly isolated and with a deep loathing of death. Having been pushed into a Ninja career by his status as a Jinchūriki, he holds resentment for the system, and prefers a simpler life, wandering the nations and enjoying himself. He's a man who appreciates the simple pleasures of life; he spends his journeys partying (drinking), talking , and running the hell away from hunter nin.
He's easy going for the most part, and kind, although a little vacant, and can often be found holding humorous, if occasionally one-sided conversations with Gyūki, whom he considers a father figure. His aversion to conflict means that he often goes out of his way to help people out and cool down domestic situations as they arise.
Hachirou could be mistaken for a friendly soul, but the reality is that he's somewhat cold under the surface, and prefers not to put down roots. That said, he's still loyal to his village at heart, and if the time came to defend it, he'd do so with only a few moments' hesitation.
He's easy going for the most part, and kind, although a little vacant, and can often be found holding humorous, if occasionally one-sided conversations with Gyūki, whom he considers a father figure. His aversion to conflict means that he often goes out of his way to help people out and cool down domestic situations as they arise.
Hachirou could be mistaken for a friendly soul, but the reality is that he's somewhat cold under the surface, and prefers not to put down roots. That said, he's still loyal to his village at heart, and if the time came to defend it, he'd do so with only a few moments' hesitation.
✖ ‖ L i k e s
✖ - Booze
✖ - Pork
✖ - Peace
✖ - Quiet time
✖ - Wandering
✖ - Pork
✖ - Peace
✖ - Quiet time
✖ - Wandering
✖ ‖ D i s l i k e s
✖ - Beef
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Conflict
✖ - Anyone particularly loud
✖ - Ninja
✖ - Sushi
✖ - Conflict
✖ - Anyone particularly loud
✖ - Ninja
✖ ‖ N i n d o
For f*ck's sake, can't we all just get along?
✖ ‖ B i o g r a p h y
Formerly Daisuke Tanaka, an orphan under the care of Kumo's early training programme, Hachirou's arduous journey began on the day of his fifth birthday. The eight-tailed bull had begun to breach the seals on its jinchuuriki following a battlefield injury, and she could only contain it for a little longer. Unwilling to risk another of the beast’s rampages, the Raikage put a plan into motion to secure an effective weapon and keep the Bull under Kumo's control. A child, preferably orphaned and just below academy age was to be selected and made a container for the creature. This would allow them to be trained almost immediately, making for an effective soldier. As a promising young orphan, gifted with higher-than-average chakra and resilient coil and nervous systems, Daisuke was the natural first choice. The seals were copied and enhanced, layered in triplicate and the paper pasted to the boy's lower back. Just as the beast was about to break the seals, it was transferred directly into the boy.
Unfortunately, this had some rather nasty side effects. The vast power of eight tails of chakra, compressed by a far tighter seal, coursed through his body, tearing and regenerating cells almost instantaneously and ripping through his brain. When the waves of chakra subsided, he was left in a coma. With good doctors, one that would quickly break, but a coma nonetheless. Meanwhile, the boy, trapped in his mindscape with the bull, awoke with no knowledge of himself, or his past. He could speak, and think, and feel, but he couldn't remember. Naturally, for a boy of five, his first instinct was to cry, trapped as he was in a cold, dark void. The eight tails, irritated by the sound, and still sore from the sealing, did the only thing he could think to do: Comfort the boy.
When the child woke up a week later, and was interviewed by his doctors, he claimed his name was Hachirou Ushitako, and that he didn't know where he was.
It was the will of the village to see him raised as a powerful, loyal and single-minded weapon. As the vessel for the second-strongest tailed beast, he was a strategic resource of utmost importance. Gyūki had other plans. The way of the ninja bored him. He found it wasteful, and tasteless, and it was obvious that the child was averse to the lifestyle himself. Unwilling to suffer through years of angst and boredom, and forced as he was to view the world through the eyes of a child, (even one being trained as a killing machine), he grew, albeit grudgingly, to see some good in the world around him, and urged Hachirou to do the same. When he was placed with a foster group of four Jounin, Gyūki told him "You don't need 'em, kid. Aren't I good enough?" When he was taught offensive taijutsu, and balked at the implications, Gyūki eventually caved under the whining and helped him turn it into a defensive style. And on his big bro's advice, he asked his teachers if he could specialize in stealth tactics.
All the while, Gyūki and he experimented with the beast's power. Their harsh bonding had changed Hachirou's coils, making it easier to channel his chakra. His trainers would watch with awe over the years as he slowly mastered form after form, eventually summoning true parts of the Bull's body. In turn, Gyūki was able to work some of the knks out as he was allowed more and more control over his manifested body. This lifestyle also meant Hachirou spent little time at the academy; only enough time to aid his social skills for the benefit of team operations.
Everything changed, however, when he graduated at age eleven. On his Genin team's first mission out, one of his comrades was killed by a lucky kunai to the head. He already had a strong dislike for violence, and Gyūki had made clear more than once his distaste for the lifestyle of a ninja. He’d been made to butcher animals before, but nothing could have prepared him for the actual sight of death. It horrified the boy. He knew, then and there, that the path he'd been forced down wasn't one he would tolerate. He wanted no more of it, and his will was hardened by Gyūki's confident growl of "We're going to get you out, Brat."
And so the plan was set. For another two years, he trained, harder than ever before, even hiding some of his skill from his trainers so as to be underestimated. Finally, when he was fourteen, having been promoted to chuunin and his security slackened, he made his escape. He left a note in his apartment, reading: "To the Raikage, my friends, my trainers. I cannot stand for this farce of a life. All this unnecessary murder, it turns my stomach. If the village ever truly needs help, if it ever needs protecting, I have no doubt you'll be able to find me. I'll come to your call. Until then, consider us- me and Gyūki -Missing nin of Kumogakure."
Slipping into the street at night, he burrowed into the ground with an earth jutsu and used a set of tails to propel himself away from the village. He started running that day, and he hasn't stopped since.
Well, except to drink Sake and absorb the local atmosphere.
(Of course, the Raikage couldn't just up and announce that his best strategic resource had defected. Unbeknownst to Hachirou, he's officially on an extended scouting mission. The Raikage sends a team of Hunters after him every few months to keep the kid on his toes, but their official capacity is to 'receive reports from the container'. Hachirou almost considers them friends at this point.
Unfortunately, this had some rather nasty side effects. The vast power of eight tails of chakra, compressed by a far tighter seal, coursed through his body, tearing and regenerating cells almost instantaneously and ripping through his brain. When the waves of chakra subsided, he was left in a coma. With good doctors, one that would quickly break, but a coma nonetheless. Meanwhile, the boy, trapped in his mindscape with the bull, awoke with no knowledge of himself, or his past. He could speak, and think, and feel, but he couldn't remember. Naturally, for a boy of five, his first instinct was to cry, trapped as he was in a cold, dark void. The eight tails, irritated by the sound, and still sore from the sealing, did the only thing he could think to do: Comfort the boy.
When the child woke up a week later, and was interviewed by his doctors, he claimed his name was Hachirou Ushitako, and that he didn't know where he was.
It was the will of the village to see him raised as a powerful, loyal and single-minded weapon. As the vessel for the second-strongest tailed beast, he was a strategic resource of utmost importance. Gyūki had other plans. The way of the ninja bored him. He found it wasteful, and tasteless, and it was obvious that the child was averse to the lifestyle himself. Unwilling to suffer through years of angst and boredom, and forced as he was to view the world through the eyes of a child, (even one being trained as a killing machine), he grew, albeit grudgingly, to see some good in the world around him, and urged Hachirou to do the same. When he was placed with a foster group of four Jounin, Gyūki told him "You don't need 'em, kid. Aren't I good enough?" When he was taught offensive taijutsu, and balked at the implications, Gyūki eventually caved under the whining and helped him turn it into a defensive style. And on his big bro's advice, he asked his teachers if he could specialize in stealth tactics.
All the while, Gyūki and he experimented with the beast's power. Their harsh bonding had changed Hachirou's coils, making it easier to channel his chakra. His trainers would watch with awe over the years as he slowly mastered form after form, eventually summoning true parts of the Bull's body. In turn, Gyūki was able to work some of the knks out as he was allowed more and more control over his manifested body. This lifestyle also meant Hachirou spent little time at the academy; only enough time to aid his social skills for the benefit of team operations.
Everything changed, however, when he graduated at age eleven. On his Genin team's first mission out, one of his comrades was killed by a lucky kunai to the head. He already had a strong dislike for violence, and Gyūki had made clear more than once his distaste for the lifestyle of a ninja. He’d been made to butcher animals before, but nothing could have prepared him for the actual sight of death. It horrified the boy. He knew, then and there, that the path he'd been forced down wasn't one he would tolerate. He wanted no more of it, and his will was hardened by Gyūki's confident growl of "We're going to get you out, Brat."
And so the plan was set. For another two years, he trained, harder than ever before, even hiding some of his skill from his trainers so as to be underestimated. Finally, when he was fourteen, having been promoted to chuunin and his security slackened, he made his escape. He left a note in his apartment, reading: "To the Raikage, my friends, my trainers. I cannot stand for this farce of a life. All this unnecessary murder, it turns my stomach. If the village ever truly needs help, if it ever needs protecting, I have no doubt you'll be able to find me. I'll come to your call. Until then, consider us- me and Gyūki -Missing nin of Kumogakure."
Slipping into the street at night, he burrowed into the ground with an earth jutsu and used a set of tails to propel himself away from the village. He started running that day, and he hasn't stopped since.
Well, except to drink Sake and absorb the local atmosphere.
(Of course, the Raikage couldn't just up and announce that his best strategic resource had defected. Unbeknownst to Hachirou, he's officially on an extended scouting mission. The Raikage sends a team of Hunters after him every few months to keep the kid on his toes, but their official capacity is to 'receive reports from the container'. Hachirou almost considers them friends at this point.
✖ ‖ N a t u r e s
Water, Earth
✖ ‖ T a l e n t s
Painting, Tracking, Camouflage and Singing
✖ ‖ J u t s u
✖ ‖ W e a p o n s A n d T o o l s
Ninja wire for trapping, a pouch of kunai, a pouch of shuriken, and several smokebombs.
✖ ‖ F i g h t i n g S t y l e
Large, flashy attacks, intended to confuse and immobilize, followed by an immediate escape attempt. He hates fighting, and ends encounters as soon as he possibly can.
✖ ‖ T h e m e S o n g
✖ ‖ P l a y e d B y
Helios J Mears
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