Lucifer's Swelter
Aug 23, 2010 17:03:21 GMT -7
Post by — k o d a c h i on Aug 23, 2010 17:03:21 GMT -7
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Aptitude --
Legend --
Tsuna no Kuni, my first home. Though It was hardly a home, for they say that "A home is not where you live, but where the people understand you." This was far from the case in the Iron Citadel; my clan was bent on war. Seeking to fulfill their blood lust at the smallest of disputes, proffering violence to diplomacy. It was just another form of ignorance — something I had seen all to many times. And like all of my age, I was sent off to war. Bidding farewell to my parents — kind people, raising me from infancy — who I felt as though knew nothing about me.
It was a rather apathetic farewell; I had already determined that I would not see them again, whether it be to death or escape. That was yet to be determined. War was far from fun to say the least, meaningless bloodshed for the satisfaction of my people. It completely shifted my view on fighting.
As a martial artist, I had made the decision to fight, though for a good reason. I fight so that I don't have to fight anymore. I will fight throughout my life, to try to abolish the ignorance that exists. And at the end of that purpose, I hope to see a world united. Living amongst each other in coexistence.
After enduring one year of fighting, it was apparent that I had an ingenuity for war. The fact that I was quickly promoted said so. This was not in the least what I wanted. It not only gave me more involvement in the war, but also led those below me to their deaths. It would be now or never, and so I chose escape over death. Though in the eyes of my clansmen it had been death. For on a day of battle, I had faked my death. They had supposedly seen me killed from a barrage of projectiles, which in actuality had failed to pierce my thick flesh.
When they continued on to the next battle, I left fleeing my country as a whole. Weak and starved, I found myself in Taki no Kuni; I had wondered for days to get there until I had finally collapsed. A shinobi from the village of Takigakure collected my body and took my to through a multitude of water channels, eventually placing us within the confines of his home. From the moments I opened my eyes, I knew it was where I belonged. And after relaying my story to the kage, I was able to go through the academy — at a very late age — and became a ninja of the village.
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“Fall seven times and stand up eight.”
[/font][/center][/size][/i]Primo --
| Airontoku Kodachi -- Name Cosmic -- Moniker Chaotic Neutral -- Alignment Iron Citadel -- Origin Takigakure -- Current Abode Genin -- Shinobi Rank |
Organic --
| 6'0" -- Height 170 lbs -- Weight 17 -- Age Olive Tan-- Skin Saphire -- Eye Color Brown; messy and unkempt -- Hair Gauges — ears -- Accesories Lithe -- Body Build Overview -- Abstrusely Elegant. Kodachi bears the manifestation of a vehemence disposition; unkempt opaque locks cascading from his crown, treading just ere of his shoulders. An enticing man, possessing an unscathed and healthy frame; his countenance touched with the perplexity of sable optics — stoic and diabolical in comparison to his rather illuminated demeanor. Adorning the loose fitting attire — comprising of crimson and ebony — of a shinobi, Kodachi bears a slate tunic tucked neatly into the confines of his black pants; crimson fabric binds the clothing together at the hip. Upon his countenance he garnishes a crimson ligature, which covers the foremost of his face. |
Aptitude --
Six -- Elemental Styles
| Six -- Combat Styles
| Four -- Brethren Styles
| Four -- Illusion Styles |
Psyche --
| Life is about taking risks, for without these endeavors man would not progress and forever be trapped in a state of stupor. Inventions and new ideas would not come forth and due to such we would essentially just be monkeys, in a mental regard. In regards to dualism: a real set of right and wrong does not exist. For every person's aspect of such idea is different, meaning that what may be right in their eyes is wrong in an another. For example, it is right in the eyes of someone who steals to be able to provide food and shelter for their family. But to the victim of the robbery, it is wrong. The ability to feel sympathy for and understand our fellow human beings is inherent to eradicating the ignorance of society. That being said, it is necessary to set the example so that others may see and take follow of how you act. Every aspect of life must be seen from another person's perspective before we can become one to judge. Right and wrong is what you make it in ever circumstance thrown in your path, the actions you take are merely there and cannot be labeled. They were the choice you made an as such, how could they be labeled by such a cliche concept of society. Many variants cause the people to lack the ability to see the truth. Ignorance, Arrogance, Greed, and Power. The list is endless, but as an educated child of Gaia it is the duty of one to spread his knowledge. So that people may break free from their mindless shells and truly thrive once more. No more will they be the zombies of our society. It will birth forth idealist, that will continue to push our progression as we move down the path of life. Not only should one possess the mental ability to pass on such knowledge, but the strength to smite those who refuse to let go of their mental restraints — and in turn spread their disabilities to others. | Philosophy Morality Purpose |
Arsenal --
| 15/15 Slots | [30]Name Kami Bou Rank: C Type: Secondary 2 per slot Effect: Allows the user to peirce their enemy. Special: N/A Drawback: Can be blocked or dodged.Can damage themselves if used incorrectly Description: This two hairs sticks that are used in china to keep the hair out of the kunouchi's eyes. Some are just accessories but other can be sharp as a sword. These one can be used as both. The sharp end of the stick is fairly sharp and pointed. it can penetrate a normal human body just like a sword would. It would also be thrown like a senbon. there are some jewels on the end of the tip for accessory and stylish reasons. Though heavy it can't be thrown very fast but thrown like a kunai. The stick is about the length of 7-8 inches and about 1 cm wide. The tip is like a kunai tip. Limit: None. Cost: 2,000 |
Organ
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Instrument
Effect: The organ (from Greek όργανον – organon, "organ, instrument, tool") is a keyboard instrument played using one or more manuals and a pedalboard. It uses wind moving through metal or wood pipes to produce sound, which remains constant while a key is depressed. Its sounds, which vary widely in timbre and volume, are divided according to ranks and controlled by the use of stops. The keyboard is not expressive and does not affect dynamics. Organs vary greatly in size, ranging from a cubic yard to a height reaching five floors[1] , and are located primarily in churches, concert halls, and homes. The organ is one of the oldest musical instruments in the Western musical tradition, and carries a rich history connected with Christian liturgy and civic ceremony.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The term "organ" may be applied to a variety of instruments which do not have all of the traits listed above. The most well-known and original type of organ is the pipe organ which is used in many church services and classical music concerts. Another prevalent type is the electronic organ or digital organ, which does not have pipes and generates its electronically-produced sound through one or more loudspeakers; these are often intended to be replacements for pipe organs but are also performed on in genres ranging from rock to jazz. In the 20th century some builders have decided to "electronically enhance" an existing pipe organ. In addition there are many other instruments that also may be considered organs, and these are used in many different ways. Organs are performed upon by organists and are built and maintained by organ builders.
Limit: Capable of being bought within Any Musical Shop. Some organs are the Electronic Organ, Hammon Organ, Pipe Organ.
Cost: Medium: 12,000 Ryo, Large: 24,000 Ryo, Huge: 48,000 Ryo
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Instrument
Effect: The organ (from Greek όργανον – organon, "organ, instrument, tool") is a keyboard instrument played using one or more manuals and a pedalboard. It uses wind moving through metal or wood pipes to produce sound, which remains constant while a key is depressed. Its sounds, which vary widely in timbre and volume, are divided according to ranks and controlled by the use of stops. The keyboard is not expressive and does not affect dynamics. Organs vary greatly in size, ranging from a cubic yard to a height reaching five floors[1] , and are located primarily in churches, concert halls, and homes. The organ is one of the oldest musical instruments in the Western musical tradition, and carries a rich history connected with Christian liturgy and civic ceremony.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The term "organ" may be applied to a variety of instruments which do not have all of the traits listed above. The most well-known and original type of organ is the pipe organ which is used in many church services and classical music concerts. Another prevalent type is the electronic organ or digital organ, which does not have pipes and generates its electronically-produced sound through one or more loudspeakers; these are often intended to be replacements for pipe organs but are also performed on in genres ranging from rock to jazz. In the 20th century some builders have decided to "electronically enhance" an existing pipe organ. In addition there are many other instruments that also may be considered organs, and these are used in many different ways. Organs are performed upon by organists and are built and maintained by organ builders.
Limit: Capable of being bought within Any Musical Shop. Some organs are the Electronic Organ, Hammon Organ, Pipe Organ.
Cost: Medium: 12,000 Ryo, Large: 24,000 Ryo, Huge: 48,000 Ryo
Legend --
Tsuna no Kuni, my first home. Though It was hardly a home, for they say that "A home is not where you live, but where the people understand you." This was far from the case in the Iron Citadel; my clan was bent on war. Seeking to fulfill their blood lust at the smallest of disputes, proffering violence to diplomacy. It was just another form of ignorance — something I had seen all to many times. And like all of my age, I was sent off to war. Bidding farewell to my parents — kind people, raising me from infancy — who I felt as though knew nothing about me.
It was a rather apathetic farewell; I had already determined that I would not see them again, whether it be to death or escape. That was yet to be determined. War was far from fun to say the least, meaningless bloodshed for the satisfaction of my people. It completely shifted my view on fighting.
As a martial artist, I had made the decision to fight, though for a good reason. I fight so that I don't have to fight anymore. I will fight throughout my life, to try to abolish the ignorance that exists. And at the end of that purpose, I hope to see a world united. Living amongst each other in coexistence.
After enduring one year of fighting, it was apparent that I had an ingenuity for war. The fact that I was quickly promoted said so. This was not in the least what I wanted. It not only gave me more involvement in the war, but also led those below me to their deaths. It would be now or never, and so I chose escape over death. Though in the eyes of my clansmen it had been death. For on a day of battle, I had faked my death. They had supposedly seen me killed from a barrage of projectiles, which in actuality had failed to pierce my thick flesh.
When they continued on to the next battle, I left fleeing my country as a whole. Weak and starved, I found myself in Taki no Kuni; I had wondered for days to get there until I had finally collapsed. A shinobi from the village of Takigakure collected my body and took my to through a multitude of water channels, eventually placing us within the confines of his home. From the moments I opened my eyes, I knew it was where I belonged. And after relaying my story to the kage, I was able to go through the academy — at a very late age — and became a ninja of the village.
