Ikarus Aristot [Recreation]
Oct 16, 2013 0:40:02 GMT -7
Post by Ikarus™ on Oct 16, 2013 0:40:02 GMT -7
Basic Information
[/u]Name: Ikarus Aristot
Bloodlimit: N/A
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 139 lbs.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Nuetral
Birth Country: Kaminari no Kuni [Land of Thunder]
Village: Amegakure [Village of Rain]
Special: Ninjutsu/Genjutsu Specialist, Taijutsu/Clan Non-Specialist
Character Depth[/u]
Personality:
As a young boy, Ikarus was abandoned by his parents, and learned to fend for himself much earlier than most of the other children in his village. This gave him a very individualistic mind set, and made him question most authority that came his way in life. The only time he respected an authority figure, is when they treated him as their equal, and did not question his motives. He did whatever the mood called for, living for the moment and usually spontanious with his actions. Most of the people in his life learned to let the things he did go, and never try to predict his next move.
He was far from conceited, but he was also far from being modest. He knows just how strong he is, and knows when something is too much of a match for him. For the most parts he stays out of fights he can't handle, making an exception for the few people he actually cared about. He always strived for more, trying to achieve something that someone else had not yet done. He was a pursuer of power, and a great young mind, always thinking and strategizing. Although he was a strategist, not much stopped him from doing what he thought was right, or wrong, whatever suited the current situation.
Having been a loner for the most part, having only a couple close friends through his academy years, he quickly grew distant from the people in the village. Despite the fact that he was always on his lonesome, he would always help someone in need if they showed him the proper respect in return. He was not a bad person, he was just not exactly good. Doing what he wanted came naturally, and it created a clash with the law on quite a few occasions. This was not a worry for him, though, and nothing else usually was either, because he did whatever he thought he had to do, or even what he wanted to do, at a given time.
Appearance:
Hanging down in front of Ikarus' left eye, usually hung a long stream of jet black hair, with a sea of deep red hair woven in the middle of it. The top of his hair was spiked up, each with the same red and black-twist like combination. He kept the hair that would be hanging down in front of his right eye, tucked behind his ear, so vision would never be a disability in a fight. His eyes were as dark as a starless night, with the same peculiar splash of red spread about them.
His nose was small, and looked like that of a classical elves nose. His lips were equally small, and persed as well. Underneath his eye was a small, crescent shaped scar he had acquired from his rough childhood. His mouth was usually covered, however, by a black mask, hanging over his nose and wrapping around the back of his head. He wore a black cloak, left parted in the middle, to show the all black button down shirt beneath it. He had black dress pants on as well, with a belt looped around his waist.
He had a belt, which he had modified to fit his headband into, as a belt buckle. Black dress pants were attached to the black leather belt he had through the belt loops, and they hung down over the toungues of his shoes. He wore black dress shoes, which always shone in the light as if they were freshly polished. His buttbag was wrapped tightly around his upper right leg, hidden beneath the black cloack around him.
Background:
Early in his life, around the age of three, Ikarus was adored by his parents, flaunted to their friends and close relatives. Somehow, though, by the age of five, his parents were on the run from a very violent group of thugs in the Land of Thunder. Somewhere along the run, in the Land of Rain, they had been found, and jumped by the gang of mobsters, and a newly Chuunin ninja happened to be in the area and hear the ruckus. By the time the ninja got there, they had already shackled Ikarus' mother, and the father was in a heated battle with ten men. With the last breath of fight he had left, he begged the ninja to take his child to safety, and Ikarus had ended up in the Village of Rain, an orphan. Never knowing what happened to his parents throughout his childhood was tough for him, and directly effected his behavior.
When he was seven years old, he was taken in by a villager, who quickly recognized his talent and began teaching him a few of the basic skills he had The man who took him in was a master of the sand release, and did his best to pass the talent onto Ikarus. The boy was a quick learner, and took the the release as if he was born a sand user genetically. He was now growing much larger and showing potential, graduating from the academy with flying colors. He was becoming a great thinker, strategizing all the time, and constantly thinking of battle scenarios. This was effective in the few semi-dangerous errands he had run for his caretaker by the age of ten, and he was getting stronger as he grew in age.
Being envious of the villages higher up ninja, Ikarus was constantly stirring up trouble as he saw fit, but never letting on that he looked up to the jounin, and especially the anbu. He was now in his teenage years, staying to himself for the most part, training in solitude. He spent most of his time now helping his caretaker who had helped him all those years ago, and polishing the skills he had passed on to him. He had a special lake, in the center of a small patch of woods, that he and the man had practiced at many times, on the sandy shore, which is now where he built a small shack and spent a good portion of his time.
Recreation Info[/u]
Link of Bio
Link to Death Thread
Total Training Points: 810 TP
500 Training Points
E -
D - 40
C - 270
B - 190 [30 TP from jutsu finished at C rank]
A -
S -
1500 Training Points
E -
D - 10
C - 60
B - 40 [Started at D rank]
A - 200
S -
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