Kaguya Hokuto
Dec 26, 2009 12:17:01 GMT -7
Post by — k o d a c h i on Dec 26, 2009 12:17:01 GMT -7
All credit for this format goes to Fina.
Kaguya, Hokuto
Seventeen::Age
6'2"::Height
180 lbs::Weight
Male::Gender
Chaotic Neutral::Alignment
Kaguya::Bloodlimit
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Clans [0/4]
- Kaguya
Taijutsu [1/4]
- Senkou Kensei Kenshiki (free)
Releases [1/6]
- Doton (free)
Perceptions [1/6]
- Figment (free)
Miscellaneous [0/6]
My frame stands stall and lanky with pale skin and emerald green eyes. The hair atop my head is eloquently white and falls in unorganized locks from all sides. Two red and uniquely round birth marks befit my forehead each at the point where the eyes begin. Generally I wear simplistic clothes. Loose white robes hanging from my shoulder. A place for my appendages to keep warm. The figure of clothing is held up by a large black rope. Thick threads causing the tied "belt" to act stiffly around my waist. Light oak sandals fit my lower extremities, allowing both mobility and grip.
Mental Traits
[/u][/center]- Determined:
I am outright determined, and will stop at nothing to reach my goals. With a strong will I strive through every turn no matter what the difficulty. This makes me a formidable foe due to the fact that I will not allow you any rest.
- Daring:
Not only am I determined, but I also fear none. A brave soldier willing to venture into the depths of hell if necessary. This is a tag along trait of my "determination". How is one expected to reach a goal if he doesn't have the gut to go through with things to get it.
- Merciless:
When the time comes to deliver a killing blow I will not falter. Hesitation is not within my vocabulary, and I will end a life without a regret. Showing no mercy and thus no weakness to my peers.
- Harmonious:
Since birth I have been calm in nature. Never stressing or getting too worked up about any situation. With emotions wildly flying around, how is one expected to concentrate on anything or get anything done.
- Rebellious:
I could care less about authority. They may attempt to demand my respect and cooperation, but I never give in. Doing what I please even if it means going against the law sometimes. And the title 'popular', contains no meaning to me. Who cares if you are well liked amongst others. I'd rather have a few friends and being doing my own thing than loads of friends and doing the "cool" thing.
- Messy
Unless it has to do with battle, I am very unorganized. My belongings are usually found jumbled together rather than categorized and placed neatly. Why would any of that stuff matter to me. Appearance means almost nothing.
Prologue
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"I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said I never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little company?
If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, or you can go and send me on my way, I said your such a sweet young thing, why'd you do this to yourself?
She looked at me and this is what she said.
There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.
Not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight, then he swept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, I want your money not your life, if you try to make a move I wont think twice, I told him you can have my cash, but first you know I've got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life?
He said there aint no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed aint nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.
Now a couple hours past, and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end, so I turned on the TV, and flipped it over to the news, and what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend, I saw a preacher man in cuffs taking money from the church, he stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills but even still I can't say much cause I know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills.
You know there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, we got bills to pay we got mouths to feed ain't nothing in this world for free.
We can't slow down, we can't hold back though you know we wish we could. you no there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good."
Some call it a bless. Others a curse. But for me, Its only who I am.
Mom said that our ability was a gift from the heavens. Though no matter how special, It was worse than it seemed. An enternal illness wasn't a much appreciated gift. At least not in my eyes. I was weak, experiencing the worst effects of our bone disease. But unlike everyone else, I didn't complain. I accepted who I was knowing that I could never cure it. At best slow its progress. I didn't mind too much though, the privilege of life was enough for me. And I would make the best of this one time opportunity, by whatever means necessary.
There was a little stumble up in the goal around the pre-teen ages however. My sickness grew to an incredibly horrid point. That left me in the hospital for a large portion of my child years. But as they say, there ain't rest for the wicked. And I wouldn't end here. My will power along with the aid of dozens of healing drugs pushed me to overcome this mountain in my disease. The experience brought upon me the iron will to get strong and enter a state where my disease hardly effected me. But it was yet to soon. I would first need the assistance of a greater force.
That great force inevitably becoming the ninja lifestyle. Determined and unaffected by the opinions of my loving parents, I would eagerly begin this life style and enter the academy. Not so much fun as it would have seemed. My illness had made it extremely harsh on me. But will power was stronger than physical strength. And I would rise from the puniest and most worthless in the class to the most dominating. Instilling fear into the eyes of those around me. I was on a mission, and nothing was going to get in my way. Like an angry bull running at a flag of red, I would knock over all other obstacles.
Every so often I would return home, usually around the holidays. But it was one time at the age that most are considered a man in culture when I found it. Covered in cobwebs and a blanket of dust was a book. Although the letters were tattered and old, I could still make them out with much time and concentration. My studies of the book of our ancestors brought me across an technique. One such that could hinder my illness to its weakess point. But would require multiple uses to constantly rid myself of this restraining disease. Although I told none, it became my goal from that day forth to search for this technique throughout the midst's of our planet and achieve it secrets. And with that in mind it would begin.
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