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Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

Reiumi Antare

General Data

Name: Reiumi(Soul sea) Antare.
Nickname/Alias: N/A.
Gender: Male.
Age: 18.
Age Appearance: 18.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.

Birthplace: Land of Lightning.

Organization: Medical corp
Clan: The Antare clan.
Rank: Chuunin(C rank).
Position: Apprentice to the Sankage.
Chakra Nature: Max of 3 or 4.

Additional Appearance Details: Reiumi stands at 5'2 and weighs a bit less than average for his size--with his build being average as well. He is toned, but only lightly, as the majority of his physical strength is in the form of dexterity rather than raw physical prowess.

History:

He was abandoned by his real parents at the age of 6 for what reason he does not know.

He was taken in by the Antare clan at the age of 8.

Personality: An orphan taken in and raised by the Antare clan, Reiumi has a rather strange outlook on life, especially considering his aspirations. Seeing the world in metaphorical shades of red, Reiumi is a young man who looks at a person and sees it as a biological machine, which just so happens to possess a mind. He is analytical and highly observant, able to pick up on subtle body language and subconscious cues from those around him. He loves his studies, but enjoys applying them even more, tending towards action rather than inaction, though this largely depends on his mood.

Somewhat paradoxical to his love of action, Reiumi, in combat, much prefers to dance around his opponent and not strike them in all their many openings, but rather lull them into a false safety, so he can strike at the most unexpected of moments. In social interactions he isn't much different, tending to constantly test others to see where their loyalties, insecurities, and limits lie. He is untrusting and, in most cases, untrustworthy, the exceptions only becoming apparent if one comes to understand just how he has any friends at all. As it turns out, everything is a process to Reiumi, including relationship building, and since he so despises being abandoned—a deep seated fear that he keeps buried and hidden beneath layers of bad behavior and trickery—he tends to test others to make sure they won't abandon him at any point down the line.

In this way one could, in three words, describe him as obnoxious, intelligent, and secretly insecure.

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Equipment Data

Base Weapons & Items:
20 explosive tags.
40 smoke bombs.
X kunai
X shuriken
X senbon
X scalpels

Specialized Weapons & Items:

Name of Weapon or Item: Medical Supplies

Description: A pack of medical tools needed for surgery or other such medical practices. Includes bandages, gauz, medical tape, and a variety of other tools.

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Name of Weapon or Item: Jū bokken(_住木剣 'Living wooden sword').

Description: An intriguing implement, Reiumi's bokken only has several notable differences from the average training sword. Certainly its most notable attribute is the fact that its core is that of still living wood grown by Ayameko. As such, the blade must be fed daily so as to retain its living core. To further amplify its durability, Reiumi has spent countless hours over the last few years infusing it with three chakra affinities, notably wind, water, and earth. This has caused the already durable bokken to gain an enhanced internal structure and exceptional flexibility. Due to its living nature and Reiumi's own tampering the bokken's core is capable of filtering out toxins within blood whereas on the other hand, due to Ayameko, it constantly emits a small half inch field of natural energy that coats its surface. This natural energy will mimic the purpose of chakra that is sent through the blade.

Unless the blade's core is completely destroyed, the user may feed it with chakra, water, and nutrients, causing it to regrow its prior form.

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Name of Weapon or Item: Nukegara(_抜け殻 'Empty shells').

Description: Forced to prepare these small, hollow, spheres of metal prior to combat, these unique tools can serve a great many purposes. Possessing a thin outer casing of metal and a total diameter of 1 inch, nukegara have one particularly unique internal component, a miniscule sand-grain size marble of chakra metal, which always remains in the exact center of its internal chamber. Reiumi carries 10 of these when able as they allow him to mold chakra into their miniscule core, something only possible due to his exceptional chakra control, and thus imbue jutsu or various effects into the hollow. When catalyzed by the kai handseal or a small influx of chakra, these effectively sealed effects will be released, infusing into the outer shell, then releasing. The nukegara are each only capable of being used once and cannot be charged in battle.

Combat Data

Special Traits
Advanced biological and chakratic knowledge
Slightly below average physical strength
Skilled in genjutsu and taijutsu*
Masterful in medical ninjutsu*
More agile than most shinobi*
Slightly faster than average
Masterful chakra control
Average chakra pool
Minor kenjutsu**

*While skilled in three forms of jutsu, his skill in gen and taijutsu are highly specialized, tending to tie into his medical ninjutsu, rather than be standalone assets.
**Reiumi's kenjutsu only goes so far as his knowing how to parry, hold, and swing a blade properly. He would be severely disadvantaged against anyone with any skill in the art.
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Techniques: _{All academy techniques.}

Canon Jutsu

Shōsen no Jutsu(Mystical palm technique)
Hien(Flying swallow)
Samurai sabre technique
Issen(Flash)
In'yu Shōmetsu(Yin Healing Wound Destruction)

Chakra Scalpel: While he can indeed use his entire hand for this technique, Reiumi is skilled enough in its use that he can use singular fingers, or even extend the technique to weaponry he is holding.

Saibō no Kasseijutsu(Cell Activity Technique): While he is not yet capable of using this technique for surgeries, Reiumi has essentially mastered and fully understood the theories and techniques behind it. As such, he is capable of using the principles and theories behind this technique in other abilities of his own.

Kuchiyose: Raikō kenka(Summoning: Lightning Flash Blade Creation): A slightly modified version to the norm, these seals are tattooed onto his forearms beneath the bandages, in addition to being on the bandages themselves. Reiumi keeps 15 of his explosive tags in one of these seals and half of his smoke bombs in another. His medical tools are held in one of these as well. The modification to this jutsu allows the user to merely send chakra through the seal to activate it. There is a Fuin kakari(seal linking) tattoo on each of his hands to facilitate immediate summoning to that area of his body.

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Custom Jutsu Yes you need to use this format for jutsu.

Name of Technique:
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu. If the technique requires a KG or KT then add Kekkei before the ninjutsu genjutsu thing. Feel free to specify if its defensive or supplementary or shape manipulation etc etc.
Rank: Between E and S. E is academy rank, S is kage level.
Range:
Nature Type: Fire, water, earth, lightning, Wind or other affinity.
Handseals: The amount.
Description:

Weakness:

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Name of Technique:
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu. If the technique requires a KG or KT then add Kekkei before the ninjutsu genjutsu thing. Feel free to specify if its defensive or supplementary or shape manipulation etc etc.
Rank: Between E and S. E is academy rank, S is kage level.
Range:
Nature Type: Fire, water, earth, lightning, Wind or other affinity.
Handseals: The amount.
Description:

Weakness:

Yosh/Gan Character Testing Grounds

Zume Tatasuko

Downwards movement, an alteration in course taken into mind, then a sudden shift. Deflected, but no matter, for as the spear was hit to the side, its course changed to a diagonal one. However, before it could move even a foot from Kojiro due to the sage's Tessen strike, the blades manifested, solidifying from the spear and moving outwards. Due to their length(50 meters), and new position because of Kojiro, they would pierce him less than 2 seconds after they'd begun manifesting, which was roughly 1 second after the spear had been struck. The blades were manifesting in such a way that when they hit Kojiro they would strike him square in the chest and likely pierce right through him as they continued to solidify. Zume on the other hand, noted the upwards expansion of the dust and created his moving barriers once more, thus time using the remaining 100 movement patterns. This create a secondary sphere of wind around the sphere of rapidly rotating void chakra. When the X of dust engulfed him it would be diverted first by the wind, thrown about, or at the least a gap made around Zume's protective measures, and any that got past that measure would simply be thrown aside and simultaneously blocked by the sphere of rotating voidal patterns. "Check-..." he began, waiting to see if Kojiro could evade his attack.

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Yes, that would make sense. Shall I get a pad up then? :)

Yosh/Gan Character Testing Grounds

Zume Tatasuko

As the trigger was pulled, the flames ignited, the blade drawn, the shade closed his eyes and waited till the attack was nearly to him. Then there was a brief flicker, likely hidden by the dust from Kojiro's very own attack, after which it hit--head on. From far far above the storm of cutting dust, Zume watched, held aloft by the sky's breath and surrounded by the non-physical movement patterns of his blade, which faded and flashed in and out of existence to ward off any wayward dust from his aggressor's attack. Such a simple maneuver, yet it proved effective. He noted Kojiro rising through the mire of dust and destruction and it was at this point that he whirled his blade, gripped his offhand, and shifted the shape of his blade into that of a spear. He then dropped it, point downwards and aimed at Kojiro's head from above. 100 of the movement patterns remained around him as defense and the wind carried him higher into the air. The other 118 of them linked to the spear even as the sky itself thrust the weapon at faster speeds, wind increasing its speed and acting as a tempest that offset the dust once the weapon entered it. Perhaps the most dangerous aspect of the attack was not the spear itself, but the 100 unmanifested patterns of chakra that were ready to become physical at a mere thought from their master: Zume. They were arranged curved blade whose arms extended out for 50 meters radially about the spear, though invisible and non-physical for the moment. Half of the blades went clockwise and the others went counter clockwise, intersecting one another in a variety of places. What was to happen depended entirely on whether Kojiro dodged or not. As this attack was executed Zume, still in the sky, gathered winds from the four corners with the chakra he had distributed earlier, using the void's pull to manipulate the wind as if it were his own affinity. Even if Kojiro managed to avoid death, it would find it soon. The sage had dealt an attack that, to the shade's eyes, clearly drained him of almost the entirety of his chakra. Even with him still in sage mode and absorbing chakra the man would not pass out, and could continue fighting, but would be incapable--most likely--of pulling off anything so flashy again. Though, he had to admit, even in his current mind state, that the attack was indeed impressive. That much he would give the man, but only that much.

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Woo, posts!

Essence of the World: The New Age [CLOSED]

Hmm, well I do feel like it's a bit odd that Reates and Lazarus haven't bumped into eachother yet :P

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Aaand my IC post is up for all four characters. Let's move things along everyone :) The party has just begun!

]{Naruto: Jaded Ideals}[

Monzaemon, Kawatake – Thread Weaver

Having gotten word of the terrible incident in the middle of the night Kawatake had been at work since the moment he'd been awoken. Now, exhausted and annoyed from his lack of sleep, he entered the gathering that his brother, strangely had called. He wasn't sure what Uemura would say, but he had an idea that it would likely have something to do with revenge. As his elder brother called his name he rubbed his temples, a smile touching his features briefly before he banished it, his normal seriousness returning. The man was quick to act, that was for sure, and he'd picked the right people to send, but that didn't mean he wanted to go anymore. Nonetheless, Uemura was the clan head, so he'd obey, especially since times were now so...troubled. “Understood, Uemura-san,” he called out to his brother before glancing through the crowd to find Tataruki. “Come, we're needed elsewhere, preparations must be made before we depart,” he waited for her response, and once he got it he began making his way from the gathering. He would hit Uemura later, now wasn't the time. No, instead it was time for war, something that he neither relished or despised. With the way of the Monzaemon as it was, not to mention his hand in keeping it that way, he could hardly feel either way. Shaking his head and turning his mind back to the mission he stopped outside of the gathering, several buildings away, and waited for Tataruki to catch up. It was going to be a long week, he knew.

Kimiko Uchiha

She'd been quietly enjoying some time in bed, before one of her kin had rudely awoken her from her thoughts, for she hadn't been sleeping—contrary to the beliefs of most—but rather considering what was to be done about the current state of affairs in regards to the clan. The truth was, they didn't have nearly as much territory as she would've liked. Still expanding meant intruding upon the lands of other clans, some smaller, some of equal power, and some who might even rival them should they get the chance. Having heard there was trouble of some kind from the aide, she had began dressing herself, doing so quickly and efficiently. It was when she'd just finished her make-up, not that she needed much of it—having inherited her mother's stunning beauty and all—that the messenger from her father arrived. “There's been a killing,” she could hardly believe what she was hearing even as she rose to greet the man. Instead a look of rage briefly came over her features, before she took a deep breath and let it fade into a dangerous fuel. Keep it contained, keep it controlled, deal with it later, she thought to herself, merely giving the man a nod as she exited the large building—the largest in the compound. It had been built for the head family, and thus was her birthright. “Tell my father to meet me in the gathering place. I will send out messengers to the rest of the clan and those on missions as soon as I've spoken to him. Oh, and have someone fetch my brother,” she added the last bit hastily even as her mind turned from that issue and began to figure how to tell the clan what had happened without instilling the same rage that she now buried in the pit of her stomach. She'd make her conclusion once her father arrived, he'd debrief her, then things could progress. With this in mind she headed towards a nearby forest, intending to go to the location where her mother's body lay. She simply called it Solace clearing and it was the place that the clan gathered when they needed to. This was where Toyotomi would meet her and where she would be when he got the message. In the meantime, she would have to think of how to suitably deal with this issue, for even without the circumstances or knowledge of the culprit, this could not go unpunished. Her people were not to be made light of, she would have justice, perhaps if it was the last thing she did. Hopefully it wouldn't be.

Shinku Hyūga – Tasatsu Tsuki

Stealing from the rich to kill the poor and rich both. It was a wonderous prospect, Shinku thought to himself as he neared another town. He had heard there was a diplomat here, heard from a client that was. The diplomat had been troubled by a series of gangs and needed assistance, and so this was where the rogue Hyuga found himself. First he would find somewhere to stay, somewhere that the diplomat did not know well, then he would locate the man, his funds, and scope out his estate. It was a matter of course, he needed to know how to be in and out of the man's home should the fellow fail to amuse him properly—a fatal occurrence for the guilty. Humming a tune, Shinku spun a pouch about his finger, it was filled with coin from several jobs quite well done. They'd been enjoyable too, though he didn't quite like work for the client, nor the others who'd assisted him in the effort. Still, he'd been promised more work at a later date and the sum had been plenty to briefly satisfy the Hyuga's greed. Grinning he glanced about, his white eyes piercing everything before them as he did so. People shrunk from him as he past them, as if they knew the malice he held in his heart—as if they knew he was a killer, no, a predator just waiting to tear out their throats. The truth of the matter? He was...someone just had to offer him the right reason, or the right price, and he'd do it. It didn't matter whom either. Neither the victim or the client mattered, he'd do it for the money. However, if the client wanted to keep their life, then the victims, and the method by which he was to deal with them, or the reason that it should be done, mattered very much indeed. Yes, Shinku was tricky for there was a rule ever unsaid, but easily noted, to his trade. Amuse me and you'll live. Don't, and the same fate will befall you as befell those you paid me to prey upon...and none will be the wiser—and none will be fool enough to pursue me. No one was. Not yet. He liked it that way. Why? Because it meant that he wasn't just a predator, but instead that he was the predator, and he was at the top of the food chain. Man was it luxurious, his life that was. To any who fell beneath his eyes, well, they weren't nearly as lucky. Poor poor them, eh?

Zume Tatasuko – Suiteiru Meian

A single member of his people eliminated, while not a grave loss, was one that he did not enjoy seeing. He stood over the body, eyes looking down at it, observing each detail. Still, he could not detect a hint of chakra, not a hint of leftover blood or biologically material from the aggressor. No means by which to track the individual so he could tear from him the truth, followed by the man's organs—one by one starting from least necessary and going up the chain till death. Yes, Zume did not like to see his kin die, he did not enjoy anyone's death, typically, the very idea of killing was often repugnant to him. However, in a world such as this one, it was also necessary at times, even if it was detestable. Sighing he turned to one of his kin and shook his head, before turning entirely away from the scene and moving to exit the cavern. Before he could his fellow Tatasuko spoke, “So what are we to do? We cannot let this go unpunished, can we? We are few in number, but we are strong. Could we not wipe out whomever did this, or at least demand they sacrifice one of their own as compensation?!” There was anger in the boy's voice, but Zume did not turn to him. He did not need to, instead all he said was, “Yes, we could.” He then departed, only to hear the boy swear and slam his gauntlet covered fist against the stone wall. The shade shook his head as he headed to the central chamber of their current base of operations. They'd be moving again soon. They never stayed still for long, and now, after an attack, was not the time to remain stagnant and easily traceable. No, the only reason they remained was because of his own expertise and the word of the Elder council, which he was now heading to join once more. With his deductions figured, he knew that not just anyone could have done this. It had to be someone who could sense chakra or at least track reliably. Perhaps someone who utilized earth jutsu could map out these caverns and detect them, perhaps someone with their own kekkei genkai gone rogue. That did happen sometimes, they were not perfect, no one was. Sighing lightly, he put the thoughts aside as he entered the central chamber, joining the council of seven elders, plus one. The eighth man in the room, ever silent, ever watching, but without opinion. He did his best to ignore him. “Nothing. Not a trace. We should move, perhaps send word to the other clans.” One of the others scoffed, ”What good will that do, but show our weakness and lack of understanding.” Zume did not look at the man, but continued as if he had not heard him. “I believe this was not an isolated incident, but a planned attack. A provocation meant to instil violence and hatred. With the culprit unknown the clans are left to figure whom did it on their own, through emotion and hatred.” Another elder spoke, “Would contacting others not incriminate us further? Perhaps make them think we an easy target? I see no reason to reveal our location, it only puts us at greater risk.” The man was right, but Zume had expected resistance, in fact he'd prepared for it. “I never said any of you ought to send the message, nor did I specify the messenger,” his abyssal orbs met each of theirs one by one, before settling on the small fire in the center of the room, which they sat about in a circle. “I will go.” The elders exchanged glances, then after a long moment, nodded in agreement, “I will send word if I cannot return immediately. Feel no need to inform me of your movements, I'll find the clan when I need to,” they all nodded once again as Zume rose, turning to leave. A chill touched his shoulder before he could leave, and there he was, the silent member of their council, the eighth man. “Your efforts to maintain the peace are fruitless,” he said, no emotion or feeling evident in his voice, his breath chilling upon Zume's back in a way that had little to do with temperature. “I can try,” he heard the man scoff and his hand lifted, at this he left the room. From within he heard the shuffle of the eighth man's foot steps, heading in the opposite direction, disappearing into the caverns they called home. The caverns that the eighth man had discovered to begin with, the man who had been his brother, Shougaku. Glancing at the rocky ceiling he preformed several handseals even as he entered his small home and donned his straw hat, its black cloth dangling past its edges to cover his face...and his eyes. “So it begins again,” he said quietly to himself before the portal opened, his form stepping through it where it disappeared. The world was turning once more. A new order, a new era, had began to crawl. It was past its infancy. The question was, what would it become?

Yosh/Gan Character Testing Grounds

Zume Tatasuko

Confidence, not arrogance, of this it was certain. However, there remained no barriers, no inhibitions, no care. He could not die. Not because his body was immortal, but because his soul was. Dying here against a worthy opponent, if the man indeed was, would not bother him in the least, but not continuing with victory in sight would indeed bother him, for the next time he returned, this man would be past the peak of his skill, whereas he would only surmount the one he now knew once more. No, backing down was entirely pointless, there was no need and no purpose in the action. With the fading of Kojiro's weapon, Zume knew that there was far more to his actions. As if each thing had been done with meticulous precision. He felt as if surrounded on all four sides. Four sides, four tools, now three. Precise movements, positioning. A warning to him from his enemy. Whatever this man had planned, or set up, which he was beginning to sense on multiple levels as he considered it, it was big and it was meant to finish him. Very well, if that was the case, then there would was no time for quarter. Four unseen handseals, Hipparu no mukō kara(引っ張るの向こうから 'to draw from beyond'), the mist spread, and then dispersed, disappearing into his surroundings rapidly, spread even more effectively by the wind around him. Seijou no nentou karada(Purity of the Mind and Body), now utilized on the very particles of mist he had spread abroad in his surroundings. Sixteen handseals, Tamashī no yōki – Hankō-ko o chūshō-ka shita mono(魂の容器 – 反抗子を抽象化したもの 'Soulless vessel – Abstraction of the defiant child'), it formed beside him, then vanished into one of the invisible movement patterns, which immediately relocated itself far from his current location, half a mile in distance to be exact. "Drifting throughout, space and time dare not grace thy silver flesh. I implore, may I receive thy guidance, Ōku no iroai ni musuko." The blade, once whole, became scattered. All, but two of its many movement patterns, the chakra that made up the blade's physical manifestation, split from its form. The circular formations that had attacked Kojiro faded and returned to Zume in an instant, vanishing. 221 patterns of chakra in total, 1 that had been sent away, 2 that retained the blade's shape, leaving 218 patterns for him to utilize. With that the torrent of wind ceased, dying instantly as his barrier demanifested its physical shape, revealing the last pure Tatasuko in all his empty majesty. "Then come, land a blow, I dare you," there was no emotion, no expression upon his face or in his mind. He had spread his arms wide as if to make himself a target, before lowering them, the emptiness now spread throughout the area. "Should you land it, you will not be the first to lay true a killing strike upon my form. As before, it will not be my end, come mortal, show me your worth," it was a lie. While Kojiro would not be the first to land a killing strike should he manage it, he would never be capable of such. This was not his own arrogance, which dictated to him this answer. No, it was the mere fact that Kojiro had no way of detecting the single movement pattern that held within it, something precious. It was the fact that the sky itself had become his domain with the spread of his mist throughout. It was that he had pushed Zume all the way to his core, and brought such a terrible thing out to play in a world where emptiness was unwelcome...feared. No, his blow would not land. With this thought in mind, he held a single handseal in his left hand, at his side, there was a flicker, and he began his wait. Whatever was coming, would hardly matter now.

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Woot it's back. Good work RPGN staff, I don't know about anyone else, but I missed seeing these every month. Welcome back and keep up the good work!