Ishin, Kento [finished]
Jul 4, 2008 21:37:32 GMT -7
Post by kento on Jul 4, 2008 21:37:32 GMT -7
Name: Ishin, Kento
Age: 18
Height: 6'2
Weight: 159 lbs
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Birth Country: Water
Village: Non Ninja [Sand?]
Special:
NinJutsu Techniques:
*If you want more on history, check out Ishin, Sora*
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Age: 18
Height: 6'2
Weight: 159 lbs
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Birth Country: Water
Village: Non Ninja [Sand?]
Special:
Taijutsu Master (chakra molder)Secondary Weapons:
Stances:
- Senkou Kensei Kenshiki
- Kenjutsu
- Tsuinken (Twin Blade)
- [Krav Maga]
Misc:
- Chakra Gates 1-8
- ANBU: Bear [Future]
- Sealist
- Ritualist
- Theologist
Other:
Hurt back- can't twist torso or bend over too far.
15 D-rank scrollsPrimary Weapon:
Great Sword (Overview) [Katana- 4' 6"]Personality:
Rank: "C"
Type: Main
Effect: Swords that slash hack, dice and anything else within this genre that reaches a certain length.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Any bladed weapon that is longer then four feet, to even a whopping six and a half feet in length. weapons range from any types of blades such as the the Nodachi, the Great Sword, the Odachi, the Zanpacto. Any of these weapons or any weapon that fits within the length is considered as a long sword.
Limit: These types of weapons may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop
Cost: 8,000 Ryo
Appearance:
Kento is a difficult personality to describe. He has been through a lot more than his eighteen years would indicate. Because of his past, he is a traveler, only comfortable when he's on the road. However, knows that he needs a perminant home to live in, to be able to call his home. He knows he needs people to talk to... which is why he has been traveling from village to village, searching one by one for each of them.
Kento usually has the same reoccuring dream, every night. It's like a message or mantra playing over and over in his head. Every night, he wakes up in a cold sweat. That's another thing that seems to have become a habit, as well as playing 'Ballad of Tears' on his pipe flute. Though he doesn't like to talk about who taught him the song, he plays it to remind himself that even in times of hardship, there is a light that can bring out the best in people. Being almost contridictory to his withdrawn self, his softside usually comes out when he is alone, away from people.
when he is on the job, he is serious, grim, realistic, calculating... At this time, he is usually surrounded by a cold aura that can only be described as hatred... however... it isn't a pure hatred... there is sorrow and pain mixed in with it... Anyone would probably think him as an enemy only satisfied when drinking his opponent's blood, and they would be partially right... however, deep down, his is a good person trying to make the world a better place in the way he sees fit. And the way he sees fit is by the sword rather than the pen.
When in combat, he doesn't talk to his prey, he doesn't play with his prey, nor does he leave any way out for his prey. Mercy does not rank very high on his list of morals towards foes. He wants to make a peaceful society, those who are law breakers cannot go unpunished, they must repent for their sins... and the only way for them to repent is death. He believes he cannot make a choice as to whether the person is guilty or not... he leaves that to whatever waits in the afterlife... he will also accept his judgment when he goes to the afterlife. He is in no way religious, however, he sometimes acts like it to give himself a sense of purpose and morality.
When he is around people normally, he is quiet, reserved, not forth coming like his personality in battle. It may have to do with how he was treated at home or just how he withdrew himself after the 'accident' as his father calls it. He easily blends into a crowd, even in his expensive looking clothes. With the appearance of a traveler, the education of a noble, and the skill of a ninja... Kento is different than most ninja you would find waling around the Hidden Villages.
Bloodlimit: N/A
Kento has short, brown hair and a stern face most the time. His thin eyebrows match his hair and his deep green eyes look as though they can see right through you into your soul. His skin is white, however, not sheet white, more of a very light tan. He has a bit of a raspy, deep voice from his history. There is a painful long scar running along his back. it should have been his death or paralyzed him, however, he was lucky and survived.
He wears a purple kimono with the painting of a crouching golden dragon on the back. His Kimono is lined with black and he wears a black belt that has the sheath of his Katana at his left side. If one were to look closly at his face, they would see that his nose was a little crooked and his left eyebrow was cut and hair didn't grow on the scar, however, his hair usually covered his eyebrows.
NinJutsu Techniques:
NoneGenJutsu Techniques:
NoneTaiJutsu Techniques:
Look Below...History:
.:Dreams:.
That's right... I've always felt that there was someone behind that window. But there can't be anyone there. If I wake up... I'll regret it. The sense that I am chasing after someone. That's right... always. There is no place where I felt at home. That's why, for now, I simply go to school for no reason. A habit, I guess you could say. And then... I had another dream... A dream where I was chasing after someone's shadow. And then... I finally realized that I was conscious, yet I had no body. That was why... that was why no one ever noticed me. I began to look for my body. I panicked and became desperate. Then, at last, I found it. What I needed. My body... However, I didn't expect to find this person right away. I had no clues either. The scene in front of me was simply dark canyons stretching for miles, as the wind blew against my old and tired face...
My mother died at child birth. Since then I was raised by my father... He works and takes care of me. I'm sure he had a hard time. I definatly understand that... but... but I... started seeing those terrifying dreams before I started the ninja academy. And all of a sudden, I stopped talking to my dad. On top of that, there was that incident. Because of my aptitude for being a ninja, I was pretty much guaranteed graduating and becoming a genin at twelve years old. It was that spring it happened. The muscles in my back were cut, so the medics told me. And just like that, my ninja career came to an end...
In the world of nothingness, there is the wind. Cold and unfeeling. Faint rays of light where it sometimes snows. And, a person who has cried all his tears. How much time has passed? One moon, two moons, no... It may as well have been a lifetime... yet even now, the reason why I still wait... I can not fulfill... the wind that blows as the tides flow with time is a fridged, cutting wind, like that of cold steel blade cutting your body. The thing I'm waiting for is you. Your voice, your touch. yours is a faint voice, but it echoes in the canyons of the dark, lifeless world. Your voice. Gives me reason to move forward. I run towards the end of the world of nothingness. There! I find it. My smile falls. Barren, lifeless... just like all the other areas of the world, there is only me... The land that now lays before me is even more barren than the land I had come from, and when I turn to go back, I see the landscape that I had just turned away from. I am confused, scared, alone... and there is only one thing that I see, one thing that remains a constant...
Nothing...
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