Fooling Everyone [Closed]

[The Creator]

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Disguise
Rank: "E"
Skill: Skill
Effect: A person versed in the art of disguise can alter his appearance to be unrecognizable- even to his own mother.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A user may choose to appear as the opposite sex, a larger person or possibly even a smaller person. There are, of course, common sense limits to this skill. A balding, fat, middle-aged male innkeeper is going to have one hell of a time disguising himself as a voluptuous female prostitute. In general, the following limitations apply: Height: +/- 25% of actual height; Weight: +/- 50% of actual weight; Sex: Male or Female; Hair: Any Color; Eyes: Any Color; Complexion: Any Color; Facial Features: Highly mutable
Obviously, the ability to speak the language of the person you impersonate is not granted. The character may need to purchase clothes or materials depending on his disguise. Look in Task Skills thread found in the Skills and Traits Index for more information. Each time learned user gets 1 die roll to increase the skill.
Limit: ---

0/5 TP, 10/125 SP

There was only 1 costume shop in the entirety of Otogakure and it belonged to a friend of the troup I used to know, and thus a friend of mine, Yondaime Kokuro. She was a nice lady that knew far more about theatre than I and had a revered knowledge of costumes, histories, and plausible characters. It was to her I went after I left the shopping district of the city. She greeted me with surprise and love, which I retaliated with kind words. She was one of the only civilians in Otogakure that knew Hokami was a role. So to her, I was Shouta.

"What brings you here today, my love?" she said in her aged voice.

"Disguises! I want to trick some people." I told her with a grin.

"Of course, I should have known better." she retorted with a playful smile.

"You see," she began, "you already have the acting prowess to pull off the most difficult part of a disguise. But listen closely because I'm going to tell you everything there is to know about disguises. There are three key components so listen up! The first is makeup, like the ladies wear. Makeup can change your age and facial features to where you're not recognizable any more. This is perhaps one of the most difficult aspects to master but I'm sure you, Shouta, could learn rather quickly.

"The second aspect is the body modifications. Novices use stilts and flour bags. Bah! Homely posers. No, what you would need is to cast a "fat bag", which I can tell you about later, and special height-lifting shoes that make stilt-walkers blush in shame. These are important to make you seem fatter or skinner than you actually are. Taller, too.

"The third aspect is the clothing, of course. Nobody's going to believe that you're a Kage with that garb on, Shouta. No, you will need a decent understanding of the history of fabrics and the culture of fashion. It shifts so precariously these days so you might want to get caught up with that before you try and tackle costumes!

"And there you have it! The three basic aspects of disguise. But I'm sure you didn't come to learn just the basics from me, huh, Shouta? There's plenty more to learn and plenty more for me to teach. So let's take a look through my store and see if we can't get some hands on experience, eh?"

[Nira]

Be sure to note able learner and other dice roll boosters like con-artists, otherwise there's a chance it gets missed.

+5, Learned

10-27sp

[The Creator]

Disguise Training
0/5 TP
27|125 SP
Able Learner

"Now, Shouta, disguises have changed the art of the ninja since the beginning. Let us talk about how to advance your age because, knowing you, it is what you are attempting to do. Hmm, let us see," she said, taking a look at me,

"Firstly age can be fooled using make-up. But the novice will not know where to put make-up! The eyes are perhaps the most important, but first, you will need strong contacts to cover up those. In any case, adding a little color to the tips of the eyes and under the eyes gives it a sagging effect, and isn't that the epitome of an aging face? There's pencils of make-up that can imitate wrinkles which you would put on the edge of your eyes," she said, pointing to the crow's eyes of her own face,

"Then how about your hair? You hardly have any under that hood so any wig will do, I think, but anyone can wear a wig, not many know the etiquette of wearing a wig! First, a good wig is made from real hair and thus blows in the wind like everyone elses. When a wig stays perfect while everyone elses' hair gets rustled, there's obviously going to be some notice. Then you must never touch or attempt to rearrange your wig, ever, even in private. Subtle rearrangements are easily noticed! Instead, make sure you use a decent adhesive, some of which I could lend you, that sticks to a bald-cap. You should wear one because I don't want to glue this to your real scalp!"

I nodded, taking it all in.

"Then you'll want some more wrinkles around your mouthline, maybe some smile wrinkles depending on the character you're attempting to create, and then a little false-flesh blushed in around the jowl-lines to depict a sagging jawline. Then, perhaps, some liver spots for good fortune and then you've got an aged man! But that's just the face, and there' so much more to learn than that!"

[Draven]

+5tp Disguise 27-35sp

[The Creator]

Disguise Training
0/5 TP
35|125 SP
Able Learner

I listened as the old lady continued her lecture.

"There's so much more than just appearing old. A good actor, or a practitioner of disguise, has plenty of aliases with which he can bend the situation to his control. Here, I will show you." She disappeared in the back room for several minutes. When she exited, I gasped.

"Here, as you can see, I've reduced my age by fourty years. I've added fluff along the shoulder line, arms, and thighs to give the appearance of muscles. I compressed my bust and padded it to make it look like a man's chest." Even with my skills of observation, it all appeared as if she was a practiced lumberer. All the way down from the reddish beard that matched her wig so well from the calluses on her fingertips. This was truly a brilliant disguise. I stored the image away in my memory in order to bring it up later. The sheer number of components which even my trained eye found all gave me an impression that she was a completely different human being. Scars hinted at working with axes, her eyes were squinted which hinted at poor vision...it was amazing. She vanished again, taking even longer this time.

She reappeared, to which I gasped even louder. She appeared exactly like me, mask and all, even down to the exact height of which I was.

"How did you do this? Even your weight...it has vanished!" She was a little overweight for her age and was not too uncomfortable with it and so she snickered when I mentioned it.

"You can fold the fabric in such a way where you appear much thinner than you actually are. Ladies at court do it all the time!" She was not the actor that I was and could not replicate my gait nor my mannerisms but I could do that, and with such an ability to disguise, I could be anyone I wanted to be!

"I've even noticed the way some of your robes are singed from practicing with fire jutsus and the way there's mud on your boots from practicing earth jutsus. Remember, the more components you add to your disguise, the more likely it is to be believed!"

[Nira]

Man, I wish it was that easy to change your appearance -.-

+5, Learned

35-42sp

[The God Damn Otokage]

An AnBu guard appeared in the shop, making a line straight for Shouta. When he arrived at the male he would stop and bow his head slightly to draw attention. "The Otokage wishes a meeting with you in the tower." He informed Shouta before vanishing in a puff of smoke.

[The Creator]

. The streets outside were about as busy as they typically were on a late winter day; the distant but omnipresent hum of the city could be heard even from the thick, wooden walls of the shop. A single open doorway ushered in the sound like wind through a keyhole, not filling the shop, but riding the drafts of wind that sometimes fluttered in. Even with that, there was no mistaking the scrap of a boot heel against the hard, wood floors. I turned immediately, refusing to allow myself to be caught off guard.
To my surprise, and my slight horror, I beheld what seemed to be a follow up to the incident in the tower earlier. Dressed in all black, the man, or even woman, could have been my taller double. An AnBu shinobi, his masked turned towards me, had found his way into the shop. I turned, fists clinched, waiting for a scornful reproach or, even worse, a summons to meet the Otokage herself. But before all that he bowed, which had indeed caught me off guard, and then proceeded to relay a summons to the Otokage. My heart dropped as he made his request. Wide-eyed, I stared as he left me to my devices.
"I'm going to die." I muttered, already knowing the fate the robed man had come to seal. I wanted to cry, and probably would if not for the shopkeeper who had watched the whole thing.
I hesitantly followed the path of the AnBu, back up to the tower.

--exit