Phoenix(Toujitakumi/Remake)
Sept 13, 2010 18:16:58 GMT -7
Post by unforgiven on Sept 13, 2010 18:16:58 GMT -7
Basic Information
Name: Dante Toujitakumi
Alias: Phoenix
Bloodlimit: Toujitakumi(Clay Artisan)
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 230 lbs
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral
Birth Country: Earth
Village: Suna
Special:
Ninjutsu:
Earth(Starter)
Crystal(Future)
Water(Starter)
Wood(Starter)
Fire(Future)
Open
Clans:
Toujitakumi
Nara
Open
Open
Open
Open
Genjutsu
Open
Open
Open
Open
Taijutsu:
Archery
Open
Open
Open
Misc:
GM(Fire(Future))
Open
Open
Open
Open
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
Secondary Items:
Quiver:
150 Mechanical Point Arrows
Small Clay Bag:
10 Explosive Pieces of Clay
10 Flavored Clay Pieces
Non-Weapon Items
N/A
Character Depth
Personality:
Throughout the years of torment, my long years of being alone would drive me to be emotionless. I have yet to meet the one person to show me how to love again or show me any joy. Suffering all those years under a dictator would turn me into a small prodigy of him, but I know better. I've learned how to treat people, but for the most part I am emotionless.
Like the ashes of a phoenix, I also revive from my own ashes, so to speak. Even when things look bleak, a fire burns in me to finish the battle until one of us is either dead or unconscious. When I'm unable to fight due to one of those conditions, I surrender unconditionally if it happens to me. If it happens to my opponent, I always remember to clean up after myself and return the body. I do my part, the people who sent the person does the rest.
Even an emotionless guy like me can appreciate the beauty of nature and how serene it is. However, I also appreciate the art of nature which is, unlike my creations, not a blast. I may enjoy blowing shit up, but I can also appreciate nature at its finest.
Growing up as a Toujitakumi, my mother showed me that as a Toujitakumi, I'm able to have both my hands and as such, I need to train my hands evenly. Able to use my hands both evenly, I'm able to, in the future, craft bombs evenly and use taijutsu with either hand.
Even though I've been through hell with my father, my mother, who helped me learn about my clan's history, taught me about kindness. She showed me how to be kind to others but I have a hard time about it. Perhaps one day I could show kindness more instead of my emotionless self.
This has come from growing up under a dictator and a kind person. I may seem emotionless, but I'm kind. I may enjoy natural art, but I like to explode natural art as well as created art. Art is a blast is my motto. However, let's be real, art is a blast to look at and so is clay art, or puppetry art, or any kind of art.
Appearance:
Dante (Minus the bear arm)
As a child, my father scarred my right eye, but over the years it has been healed more or less. I'm able to use both my eyes evenly, but my right eye still has some swelling on it. Apparently its currently unable to be used fully yet, but in a year or so, the medics have said that I should be able to use it and it will look like nothing happened with a few bruises.
My head is filled with bruises and scars from where my father tortured me. My mother tried to heal me but I'm still left with many scars around my eyes as well as across them. My hair reaches down to the back of my neck and even touching my shoulders. My eye patch and hair has bells on the end of my eye patch and beads in my hair. I was raised by a native Toujitakumi tribe before I left.
My upper body isn't very 'toned' as I never focused much on my taijutsu but instead of my Toujitakumi heritage. One day, I hope to learn some taijutsu in order to hopefully gain a little muscle and as well strength. Perhaps even one day when I learn to love, look good. My clothing is all round and perfect for every situation. A long robe covers my body to protect me from any outside weather conditions. However it stalls my movements.
Coming to my lower body is a pair of shorts that is perfect for me in every weather. My feet are in sandals for the most part to give me more flexibility and let my feet breathe. My shorts are green and go down a little bit below my knees and are loose giving me added flexibility and evasion.
All over my body there are scars ranging from a tiny gash in my arm to a long strip on my back. I hold my clothes loose on my body but not loose enough to get caught in something that is able to pull me in. Hopefully to improve my chances of people not harming them, I give myself a cushion between my clothes and my scars. However I only have scars on my back and arms.
Background:
My birth was a joyous occasion for my mother, but did my father even care? I currently don't know nor have I ever known as I ran away at a young age with my mother. Using fear against us, he kept us in line using torture and threats which I knew he'd fulfill. Hopefully my mind will forget my early childhood one day, hopefully before I fall in love.
When I turned three, I encountered my first torture device and use of torture. My father burned my skin with a fire technique, but at night my mother fixed me up like new. If it wasn't for my mother, I'd probably be long gone by now. Perhaps I wouldn't be bleeding, but instead a small pile of ashes or something worse. The local guards didn't suspect anything as my father put on a charade until I was eight.
At eight years old, I'd begin to know about my voice and how much power it has. I'd run to the cops once a month to tell them about the torture, but it was like the boy who cried wolf. They'd get to my house and see no signs of torture, no sign of harm or fights, nothing at all. Soon, however, they stopped believing me and I knew that as a ten year old, I had to do this on my own. I had to take justice into my own hand and have my hand be the hand of God.
One night, around midnight, I'd begin to put my plan into action, taking a couple of kunai from the weapons wall. With one in each hand and two in my mouth, I'd sneak into my fathers bedroom. They were both asleep as I began to strike as the medium of God, or so I believed. I stabbed his shoulders with the two kunai I had ready and shoved the two in my mouth into his legs, trying to stop him from following me.
Running for several days, I made my trek with my mother south through the Bird country and eventually into the Wind country before fainting from lack of water. My mother, as a last ditch effort, sacrificed her life to save me, wandering around searching for help. When I awakened, I was in a hospital in the village. I was in a new village, I was in the Sand ninja village as a thirteen year old.
Over the next year, I trained in some ninjutsu, mainly learning about some releases. I learned just some basic releases and was brought to an advanced release master who taught me about wood release. However, I took and saved that knowledge but began to work on my bombs.
Over the next five years, I trained as a shinobi of Sand and also trained in my heritage. Creating bombs became a hobby, but my emotions remain gone for the most part.
Name: Dante Toujitakumi
Alias: Phoenix
Bloodlimit: Toujitakumi(Clay Artisan)
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 230 lbs
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Alignment: True Neutral
Birth Country: Earth
Village: Suna
Special:
Ninjutsu:
Earth(Starter)
Crystal(Future)
Water(Starter)
Wood(Starter)
Fire(Future)
Open
Clans:
Toujitakumi
Nara
Open
Open
Open
Open
Genjutsu
Open
Open
Open
Open
Taijutsu:
Archery
Open
Open
Open
Misc:
GM(Fire(Future))
Open
Open
Open
Open
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
50 lb Draw Longbow (Overview)
Rank: "C" Rank
Type: Main, Weapon, Bow
Effect: A powerful wooden bow drawn by hand; usually 5-6 feet long.
Special: ---
Drawback: Has to be larger than 4 feet in length. Can be cumbersome.
Description: A longbow is a type of bow that is tall roughly equal to the height of the person who uses it: this will allow its user a fairly long draw, at least to the jaw. A longbow is not significantly recurved. Its limbs are relatively narrow so that they are circular or D-shaped in cross section. Flatbows can be just as long; the difference is that, in cross-section, a flatbow has limbs that are approximately rectangular. A 50 lb Draw Longbow that is able to shoot an average arrow at speeds of 76 mps with the accuracy of the user's ability. Any Specialist is able to use this kind of bow.
Limit: Capable of being bought in any Bow Shop.
Cost: 12,000 Ryo
Backpack Quiver (Small) (Overview)
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Slot Holder, Holds 15 Slot worth of Arrows or Bolts, Quiver
Effect: A Backpack Quiver strapped against both shoulders.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: There are also archery quivers that are designed to be carried on your back like a backpack. The fletchings of the arrows are typically exposed so that you can retrieve them better. Although backpack archery quivers are suitable for hunting purposes, you won't be able to sit down in the field with them on your back. You may also have trouble reaching around to your back to retrieve your arrows. Can hold up to 15 Quiver Slots of Arrows or Bolts (150 Total).
Limit: Can be bought at any Weapon or Accessory Shop.
Cost: 5,500 Ryo
Rank: "C" Rank
Type: Main, Weapon, Bow
Effect: A powerful wooden bow drawn by hand; usually 5-6 feet long.
Special: ---
Drawback: Has to be larger than 4 feet in length. Can be cumbersome.
Description: A longbow is a type of bow that is tall roughly equal to the height of the person who uses it: this will allow its user a fairly long draw, at least to the jaw. A longbow is not significantly recurved. Its limbs are relatively narrow so that they are circular or D-shaped in cross section. Flatbows can be just as long; the difference is that, in cross-section, a flatbow has limbs that are approximately rectangular. A 50 lb Draw Longbow that is able to shoot an average arrow at speeds of 76 mps with the accuracy of the user's ability. Any Specialist is able to use this kind of bow.
Limit: Capable of being bought in any Bow Shop.
Cost: 12,000 Ryo
Backpack Quiver (Small) (Overview)
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Slot Holder, Holds 15 Slot worth of Arrows or Bolts, Quiver
Effect: A Backpack Quiver strapped against both shoulders.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: There are also archery quivers that are designed to be carried on your back like a backpack. The fletchings of the arrows are typically exposed so that you can retrieve them better. Although backpack archery quivers are suitable for hunting purposes, you won't be able to sit down in the field with them on your back. You may also have trouble reaching around to your back to retrieve your arrows. Can hold up to 15 Quiver Slots of Arrows or Bolts (150 Total).
Limit: Can be bought at any Weapon or Accessory Shop.
Cost: 5,500 Ryo
Secondary Items:
Quiver:
150 Mechanical Point Arrows
Mechanical Blade Arrowhead
Rank: "C"
Type: Secondary, Weapon, 10 per Slot, Arrowhead
Effect: A mechanism arrowhead that shoots out cutting edges to grapple into a body
Special: ---
Drawback: Difficult to remove, can rip flesh when coming out.
Description: Picture Some broadhead arrowheads have mechanical blades that are held back against the ferrule in a retracted position until the arrow strikes its target. Once the tip impacts the surface, the cutting edges of the blades expand. Use this type of arrowhead with bows rated 50 lbs. or higher. A strong bow like this is needed to create the extra energy needed to expand the blades upon impact.
Limit: Can be bought at any Weapon.
Cost: 33 Ryo per Arrowhead; 330 Ryo per Slot
Rank: "C"
Type: Secondary, Weapon, 10 per Slot, Arrowhead
Effect: A mechanism arrowhead that shoots out cutting edges to grapple into a body
Special: ---
Drawback: Difficult to remove, can rip flesh when coming out.
Description: Picture Some broadhead arrowheads have mechanical blades that are held back against the ferrule in a retracted position until the arrow strikes its target. Once the tip impacts the surface, the cutting edges of the blades expand. Use this type of arrowhead with bows rated 50 lbs. or higher. A strong bow like this is needed to create the extra energy needed to expand the blades upon impact.
Limit: Can be bought at any Weapon.
Cost: 33 Ryo per Arrowhead; 330 Ryo per Slot
Small Clay Bag:
10 Explosive Pieces of Clay
10 Flavored Clay Pieces
Non-Weapon Items
N/A
Character Depth
Personality:
Emotionless
Throughout the years of torment, my long years of being alone would drive me to be emotionless. I have yet to meet the one person to show me how to love again or show me any joy. Suffering all those years under a dictator would turn me into a small prodigy of him, but I know better. I've learned how to treat people, but for the most part I am emotionless.
Persistent
Like the ashes of a phoenix, I also revive from my own ashes, so to speak. Even when things look bleak, a fire burns in me to finish the battle until one of us is either dead or unconscious. When I'm unable to fight due to one of those conditions, I surrender unconditionally if it happens to me. If it happens to my opponent, I always remember to clean up after myself and return the body. I do my part, the people who sent the person does the rest.
Nature Lover
Even an emotionless guy like me can appreciate the beauty of nature and how serene it is. However, I also appreciate the art of nature which is, unlike my creations, not a blast. I may enjoy blowing shit up, but I can also appreciate nature at its finest.
Ambidexterous
Growing up as a Toujitakumi, my mother showed me that as a Toujitakumi, I'm able to have both my hands and as such, I need to train my hands evenly. Able to use my hands both evenly, I'm able to, in the future, craft bombs evenly and use taijutsu with either hand.
Kind
Even though I've been through hell with my father, my mother, who helped me learn about my clan's history, taught me about kindness. She showed me how to be kind to others but I have a hard time about it. Perhaps one day I could show kindness more instead of my emotionless self.
Contradictory
This has come from growing up under a dictator and a kind person. I may seem emotionless, but I'm kind. I may enjoy natural art, but I like to explode natural art as well as created art. Art is a blast is my motto. However, let's be real, art is a blast to look at and so is clay art, or puppetry art, or any kind of art.
Appearance:
Dante (Minus the bear arm)
As a child, my father scarred my right eye, but over the years it has been healed more or less. I'm able to use both my eyes evenly, but my right eye still has some swelling on it. Apparently its currently unable to be used fully yet, but in a year or so, the medics have said that I should be able to use it and it will look like nothing happened with a few bruises.
My head is filled with bruises and scars from where my father tortured me. My mother tried to heal me but I'm still left with many scars around my eyes as well as across them. My hair reaches down to the back of my neck and even touching my shoulders. My eye patch and hair has bells on the end of my eye patch and beads in my hair. I was raised by a native Toujitakumi tribe before I left.
My upper body isn't very 'toned' as I never focused much on my taijutsu but instead of my Toujitakumi heritage. One day, I hope to learn some taijutsu in order to hopefully gain a little muscle and as well strength. Perhaps even one day when I learn to love, look good. My clothing is all round and perfect for every situation. A long robe covers my body to protect me from any outside weather conditions. However it stalls my movements.
Coming to my lower body is a pair of shorts that is perfect for me in every weather. My feet are in sandals for the most part to give me more flexibility and let my feet breathe. My shorts are green and go down a little bit below my knees and are loose giving me added flexibility and evasion.
All over my body there are scars ranging from a tiny gash in my arm to a long strip on my back. I hold my clothes loose on my body but not loose enough to get caught in something that is able to pull me in. Hopefully to improve my chances of people not harming them, I give myself a cushion between my clothes and my scars. However I only have scars on my back and arms.
Background:
My birth was a joyous occasion for my mother, but did my father even care? I currently don't know nor have I ever known as I ran away at a young age with my mother. Using fear against us, he kept us in line using torture and threats which I knew he'd fulfill. Hopefully my mind will forget my early childhood one day, hopefully before I fall in love.
When I turned three, I encountered my first torture device and use of torture. My father burned my skin with a fire technique, but at night my mother fixed me up like new. If it wasn't for my mother, I'd probably be long gone by now. Perhaps I wouldn't be bleeding, but instead a small pile of ashes or something worse. The local guards didn't suspect anything as my father put on a charade until I was eight.
At eight years old, I'd begin to know about my voice and how much power it has. I'd run to the cops once a month to tell them about the torture, but it was like the boy who cried wolf. They'd get to my house and see no signs of torture, no sign of harm or fights, nothing at all. Soon, however, they stopped believing me and I knew that as a ten year old, I had to do this on my own. I had to take justice into my own hand and have my hand be the hand of God.
One night, around midnight, I'd begin to put my plan into action, taking a couple of kunai from the weapons wall. With one in each hand and two in my mouth, I'd sneak into my fathers bedroom. They were both asleep as I began to strike as the medium of God, or so I believed. I stabbed his shoulders with the two kunai I had ready and shoved the two in my mouth into his legs, trying to stop him from following me.
Running for several days, I made my trek with my mother south through the Bird country and eventually into the Wind country before fainting from lack of water. My mother, as a last ditch effort, sacrificed her life to save me, wandering around searching for help. When I awakened, I was in a hospital in the village. I was in a new village, I was in the Sand ninja village as a thirteen year old.
Over the next year, I trained in some ninjutsu, mainly learning about some releases. I learned just some basic releases and was brought to an advanced release master who taught me about wood release. However, I took and saved that knowledge but began to work on my bombs.
Over the next five years, I trained as a shinobi of Sand and also trained in my heritage. Creating bombs became a hobby, but my emotions remain gone for the most part.