Koboi - The Hunger
Jan 6, 2011 11:35:49 GMT -7
Post by ghostrain on Jan 6, 2011 11:35:49 GMT -7
Basic Information
Name: Koboi
Bloodlimit: none
Height: 5’ 5”
Weight: 150 Lb
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Birth Country: Ame No Kuni
Village: Amegakure
Special:
Genjutsu Specialist
Taijutsu Specialist
Release:
1. Suiton (Water) - Future
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
Sickle (Overview)
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Slashing, Sickle
Effect: A Style of weaponry that was first used for gardening but then later turned into an art of weaponry.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A sickle is a hand-held agricultural tool with a curved blade typically used for harvesting grain crop or cutting grass for hay. The inside of the curve is sharp, so that the user can draw or swing the blade against the base of the crop, catching it in the curve and slicing it at the same time. The material to be cut may be held in a bunch in the other hand (for example when reaping), held in place by a wooden stick, or left free. When held in a bunch, the sickle action is towards the user (left to right for a right-handed user), but when used free the sickle is usually swung the opposite way. Different types may be referred to as a grasshook, swap hook, rip-hook, slash-hook, reaping hook, brishing hook or bagging hook. They range between 1 to 2 feet in blade size and an example are Kama, the Chicken Sickles and the Arit.
Limit: These types of weapons may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop
Cost: 2,000 Ryo
Secondary Items:
1. Shuriken (15)
2. Shuriken (15)
3. Shuriken (15)
4. Shuriken (15)
5. Shuriken (15)
6. Smoke Bomb
7. Smoke Bomb
8. Smoke Bomb
9. Smoke Bomb
10. Smoke bomb
Character Depth
Personality: Koboi, Koboi, Koboi… What a handful, always lurking about in the shifting shadows, plotting her dirty deeds. She’s the type of woman you need to constantly watch your six, take an occasional glance to see if any knives are handing out of your back. Now don’t misunderstand, however, Koboi will leave you in one piece until she’s had her way with you. It’s only until you’ve proven your worth, only when your usefulness has dried up that she cuts you into pieces and bags you up for dinner.
What gets her out of bed every day? What’s Koboi’s motivation? Money, sex, and drugs, anything a crime-lord could possibly need on a daily bases. She’s exceedingly impatient, always unbearably hot for some action. To ask Koboi for any favors would be silly, that’s like signing a contract the devil himself drew up. Blood-money and stolen money were her favorites. Even if she does follow her end of the bargain, Koboi would most likely kill you, and then loot the corpse.
She was mentally unstable, able to flip on anyone… at anytime. Her brain is very confused, some even argue she even has schizophrenia. Appearing to suffer from delusions, Koboi was often going through mood swings. Because of these rapid changes, it was nothing but wise to avoid them completely.
You could call her clever, a smooth talker, certainly. Koboi feels no remorse for her actions. Regretting nothing as she lies between her perfect teeth, she’ll cheat anyone who’ll gullible enough to fall for cheap tricks. “Don’t be silly, I wouldn’t be anything less than fair,” she lies over and over – anything to have her way. To double-cross her, that would be blasphemy! If that would be the case,“a conscious? What’s that?”
Appearance:
Despite how ugly Koboi’s attitude was, she was damn stunning. Graceful, yet she was without a hint of poise. Her posture was terrible in a stand still! Her shoulders relaxed in a curve, back slouched over into an “s” formation, and she constantly locked knees while her head tilted downward. Koboi’s young face always longed for something she didn’t have; be it a man, a stack of what you’d call currency, or perhaps pools of blood to go skinny dipping.
Her hair was made up of brown waves, a full head of beauty. A mouth always tilting to one side, her lips were so kissable… Eyes of piercing hazel matched Koboi’s locks of shimmering hair. Her eyebrows sleek, eye lashes dark, and a skin complexion so warm, Koboi was marvelous indeed. She had the frame of an hour glass, curved like a coke-bottle.
As for her attire, (All colors pretty much black) Koboi presents fishnet “t-shirt” on her upper body, underneath a revealing, black tank-top. Skin tight shorts – that could just barely called “clothing” – hugged her butt firm. On her hands and fore-arms were arm guards, and matching shin-guards resided on her legs too. Combat boots always were her style. Overtop of all of this apparel, Koboi put on a ragged, beat up cloak.
She was a big fan of jewelry, but she never wore anything extreme. Maybe a simple pair of earrings and a matching necklace, but Koboi didn’t like “gaudy.” Diamond rings always suited her fancy too, but if there was a stone she preferred – it had to be Emeralds.
Background: Growing up in the streets can change you. It could turn you into a crook, a thief, and a cold blooded murderer. Why buy what you can take? Times are hard when you’re on your own in the city. Fighting for your life becomes a daily task, makes you paranoid – always jumpy at the slightest sounds and movements.
“It’s a dog-eat-dog world out here,” she said to a woman before she killed them, scanning their person for any point of interest. Koboi smirked at the lady, who cowered helplessly on the floor, beaten black and blue. Her voice box was crushed, unable to cry out for help. She was pretty, Koboi noticed, just her type too… “Nice boots,” she complimented, “I think I’ll take them.” As she raised her sickle high above her head, the look of terror in the victim’s eyes excited Koboi. It turned her on as she ripped open the woman’s stomach and spilled onto the ground. Koboi looked around at the wreckage she had left behind in the woman’s home… Battery causes quite the mess.
Raising her self in the slums, Koboi witnessed crazy and wild things every day. It’s only natural she grew up sick and twisted. Food was scarce, but when she thought about it, it was everywhere. She quickly learned to make “people stew” at a young age. For fun, she would roam the village and cast genjutsu on men and women, sometimes even children, and scare them into believing something devious lurked about. In some extreme cases, she would kidnap people in the middle of the night and practiced her illusionary techniques.
Now that she’s older, Koboi found a place she could call “home.” What a better place than with other criminally insane like herself? There was a group of gangsters that labeled themselves “Liberators” from the land of the living. She quickly got a nickname from her new found family – “The Hunger,” for she was always famished, blood thirsty, and ravenous.
Koboi’s role in the “liberators” was to supply the mob with weapons and rations. Considering where the “goods” were, it was extremely dangerous and not-so-easy to come by. Constantly in and out of the mist village, her company was called “ghosts” or “spirits.” Rumors spread that Koboi was actually a phantom, back from the grave to haunt the entire village. Her covert-ops usually went smoothly, however it turns out there was an information leak within the organization. Koboi was caught and imprisoned.
Within her group were Koboi’s most trusted partners, but more specifically there was a man. His name was Caius, and Koboi loved him with all her blackened heart. If there was anything that she could do for this sinister ninja, she would break him out in a heart beat.
Name: Koboi
Bloodlimit: none
Height: 5’ 5”
Weight: 150 Lb
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Birth Country: Ame No Kuni
Village: Amegakure
Special:
Genjutsu Specialist
Taijutsu Specialist
Release:
1. Suiton (Water) - Future
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
Sickle (Overview)
Rank: "C"
Type: Main, Slashing, Sickle
Effect: A Style of weaponry that was first used for gardening but then later turned into an art of weaponry.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: A sickle is a hand-held agricultural tool with a curved blade typically used for harvesting grain crop or cutting grass for hay. The inside of the curve is sharp, so that the user can draw or swing the blade against the base of the crop, catching it in the curve and slicing it at the same time. The material to be cut may be held in a bunch in the other hand (for example when reaping), held in place by a wooden stick, or left free. When held in a bunch, the sickle action is towards the user (left to right for a right-handed user), but when used free the sickle is usually swung the opposite way. Different types may be referred to as a grasshook, swap hook, rip-hook, slash-hook, reaping hook, brishing hook or bagging hook. They range between 1 to 2 feet in blade size and an example are Kama, the Chicken Sickles and the Arit.
Limit: These types of weapons may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop
Cost: 2,000 Ryo
Secondary Items:
1. Shuriken (15)
2. Shuriken (15)
3. Shuriken (15)
4. Shuriken (15)
5. Shuriken (15)
6. Smoke Bomb
7. Smoke Bomb
8. Smoke Bomb
9. Smoke Bomb
10. Smoke bomb
Character Depth
Personality: Koboi, Koboi, Koboi… What a handful, always lurking about in the shifting shadows, plotting her dirty deeds. She’s the type of woman you need to constantly watch your six, take an occasional glance to see if any knives are handing out of your back. Now don’t misunderstand, however, Koboi will leave you in one piece until she’s had her way with you. It’s only until you’ve proven your worth, only when your usefulness has dried up that she cuts you into pieces and bags you up for dinner.
What gets her out of bed every day? What’s Koboi’s motivation? Money, sex, and drugs, anything a crime-lord could possibly need on a daily bases. She’s exceedingly impatient, always unbearably hot for some action. To ask Koboi for any favors would be silly, that’s like signing a contract the devil himself drew up. Blood-money and stolen money were her favorites. Even if she does follow her end of the bargain, Koboi would most likely kill you, and then loot the corpse.
She was mentally unstable, able to flip on anyone… at anytime. Her brain is very confused, some even argue she even has schizophrenia. Appearing to suffer from delusions, Koboi was often going through mood swings. Because of these rapid changes, it was nothing but wise to avoid them completely.
You could call her clever, a smooth talker, certainly. Koboi feels no remorse for her actions. Regretting nothing as she lies between her perfect teeth, she’ll cheat anyone who’ll gullible enough to fall for cheap tricks. “Don’t be silly, I wouldn’t be anything less than fair,” she lies over and over – anything to have her way. To double-cross her, that would be blasphemy! If that would be the case,“a conscious? What’s that?”
Appearance:
Despite how ugly Koboi’s attitude was, she was damn stunning. Graceful, yet she was without a hint of poise. Her posture was terrible in a stand still! Her shoulders relaxed in a curve, back slouched over into an “s” formation, and she constantly locked knees while her head tilted downward. Koboi’s young face always longed for something she didn’t have; be it a man, a stack of what you’d call currency, or perhaps pools of blood to go skinny dipping.
Her hair was made up of brown waves, a full head of beauty. A mouth always tilting to one side, her lips were so kissable… Eyes of piercing hazel matched Koboi’s locks of shimmering hair. Her eyebrows sleek, eye lashes dark, and a skin complexion so warm, Koboi was marvelous indeed. She had the frame of an hour glass, curved like a coke-bottle.
As for her attire, (All colors pretty much black) Koboi presents fishnet “t-shirt” on her upper body, underneath a revealing, black tank-top. Skin tight shorts – that could just barely called “clothing” – hugged her butt firm. On her hands and fore-arms were arm guards, and matching shin-guards resided on her legs too. Combat boots always were her style. Overtop of all of this apparel, Koboi put on a ragged, beat up cloak.
She was a big fan of jewelry, but she never wore anything extreme. Maybe a simple pair of earrings and a matching necklace, but Koboi didn’t like “gaudy.” Diamond rings always suited her fancy too, but if there was a stone she preferred – it had to be Emeralds.
Background: Growing up in the streets can change you. It could turn you into a crook, a thief, and a cold blooded murderer. Why buy what you can take? Times are hard when you’re on your own in the city. Fighting for your life becomes a daily task, makes you paranoid – always jumpy at the slightest sounds and movements.
“It’s a dog-eat-dog world out here,” she said to a woman before she killed them, scanning their person for any point of interest. Koboi smirked at the lady, who cowered helplessly on the floor, beaten black and blue. Her voice box was crushed, unable to cry out for help. She was pretty, Koboi noticed, just her type too… “Nice boots,” she complimented, “I think I’ll take them.” As she raised her sickle high above her head, the look of terror in the victim’s eyes excited Koboi. It turned her on as she ripped open the woman’s stomach and spilled onto the ground. Koboi looked around at the wreckage she had left behind in the woman’s home… Battery causes quite the mess.
Raising her self in the slums, Koboi witnessed crazy and wild things every day. It’s only natural she grew up sick and twisted. Food was scarce, but when she thought about it, it was everywhere. She quickly learned to make “people stew” at a young age. For fun, she would roam the village and cast genjutsu on men and women, sometimes even children, and scare them into believing something devious lurked about. In some extreme cases, she would kidnap people in the middle of the night and practiced her illusionary techniques.
Now that she’s older, Koboi found a place she could call “home.” What a better place than with other criminally insane like herself? There was a group of gangsters that labeled themselves “Liberators” from the land of the living. She quickly got a nickname from her new found family – “The Hunger,” for she was always famished, blood thirsty, and ravenous.
Koboi’s role in the “liberators” was to supply the mob with weapons and rations. Considering where the “goods” were, it was extremely dangerous and not-so-easy to come by. Constantly in and out of the mist village, her company was called “ghosts” or “spirits.” Rumors spread that Koboi was actually a phantom, back from the grave to haunt the entire village. Her covert-ops usually went smoothly, however it turns out there was an information leak within the organization. Koboi was caught and imprisoned.
Within her group were Koboi’s most trusted partners, but more specifically there was a man. His name was Caius, and Koboi loved him with all her blackened heart. If there was anything that she could do for this sinister ninja, she would break him out in a heart beat.
