Aoshi Kazuma
Jan 18, 2009 18:37:47 GMT -7
Post by Kazuma on Jan 18, 2009 18:37:47 GMT -7
DISTORTED
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I don't really wanna do nothin' today
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I don't really wanna do nothin' today
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name" Aoshi//Kazuma
age" Nineteen
birth date" September 13th
height" Five Foot Eleven Inches
weight" One Hundred Fifty Eight Pounds
gender" Male
birth country" Snow Country
home village" Waterfall
Just want to do you tonight
personality" Chaotic Neutral - Kazuma has an extensive history of mental instability. It has ranged from multiple personalities to chronic depression to simply being bipolar. It has been a long, tasking process but he has become somewhat stable as the years progressed. Kazuma is now, as a matter of fact, only as fucked up as everyone else. He is wild and abrasive, quick to anger and possessive, sneaky and diabolical. Much like a shinobi is supposed to, he can easily murder someone in cold blood without so much as a blink. Misdirection is his most powerful skill, though he often uses it for the wrong reasons. Nothing is very tame about him anymore, creating a charismatic, misleading, perverted, killer.
His father would be so proud.
appearance" The years have been rather good to Kazuma, allowing his natural looks to come to the forefront. He was always a good looking man, but in the few passing years his boyish good looks have evolved into a more mature appearance. A broad chin on an angled face separate him from teenagers, yet his messy nest of ebony hair counters this. His sharp eyes are still the subtle glow of golden amber, deep and hypnotic. He's taken surprisingly good care of himself, wishing to gather a bit more compliments.
He hasn't gotten any taller, not that he needed to. Kazuma always was tall and his lean frame gave him a thin, lanky look. His muscles have filled in, lean and powerful. He isn't bulky, still slim like his younger years, but his muscular body is somewhat noticeable. With long arms and legs, the shinobi was obviously built for speed. His clothing reflect his conservative style. He prefers simple clothing such as a simple black v-neck shirt, fitting dark jeans, a furred jacket and his sandals. Seeking to take up certain styles, his once useless katana is strapped to his left hip.
equipment"
Kunai" 10
Shuriken" 15
main weapon" Broadsword//Katana
And the only way that I'll be satisfied
Is if I do you right
specialist"
Doctor//Combat Medic
Taijutsu Specialist
Gate User
miscellaneous"
GM - Fighting Style
GM - Fighting Style
Summoner
Sealist
non-specialist"
Ninjutsu
Hyouton
Fuuton
Suiton
I want you to feel it comin', stronger, longer
I'm pullin' hair, slappin' derriere
history" Kazuma was born 18 year ago, no specific month or date is known to anyone but him. Even he is a little shaky on the details. He just knows what his parents told him. He was born in the hospital of Snow village, 12:00 midnight. The moon was full, hanging over the window to the room in which he was born. It shone in full beauty, over he and his parents in that dark room, in that dark time. He was healthy of course, but very unprepared for the life that awaited him.
He was 10 when it happened. His father had a terrible gambling addiction, but kept it mostly under control, for the good of the family he said. Despite how much he wanted to, he had never made any big or major deals that would become hazardous to his family. But an addiction is a powerful thing. He had made a deal with a shady loan shark, and before he knew it he was broke...and deep in dept. He tried everything but could never gather enough money before spending it all on a stupid gambling idea.
Kazuma's mother was forced to come along as his father contemplated their escape from dept. Figures a desperate man would take his family down with him. He couldn't go it alone right? Soon they were running, no set destination, but running nevertheless.
They had soon reached a village and settled down, hoping they were though with it all. But the loan shark had friends everywhere. And it wasn't below them to help hand out a beating. Kazuma watched as his father was subjected to beating after beating, his blood soaking the floor. He remained silent, staring at his fathers lifeless body all night...there in the doorway of his own room. It wasn't long till his mother was introduced to the same fate.
Kazuma live alone ever since, his mind slowly falling apart.
Years past in subtlety , agonizing bliss and Kazuma dragged himself along for the ride. He had no real purpose in life and he never gave it one thought. He merely moved forward without direction, training, eating, sleeping. No real reason to wake up in the morning other than to repeat the process again and again. That was, until his usual routine was interrupted by a young girl. He didn't know it at first, but she would become an important factor in his dull life.
Her name was Akemi, and they were so much alike it scared him. But she had purpose, he wouldn't know until much later that the purpose was not to his liking, but it was a purpose nonetheless. After a short conversation he left her be and went into the village to think and, before he even realized, he had reached the gates. What was he doing there? Had his subconscious brought him here? Or maybe it was fate...
This was where Kazuma met another woman who would give him purpose. Michiru was a kind and gentle woman who seemed out of place in this world that coveted death and destruction. Kazuma wasn't sure what drew him to her, maybe it was the aura of raw power she radiated, or maybe it was her beauty, or maybe it was something completely different. Fate seemed to be having fun with him that day...
For that day he gained a family, a teammate, and a sensei. Akemi joined he and Michiru and they both were accepted as the Sannin's pupils. For there, they joined her on a worldwide mission outside of Waterfall. They grew close quickly, learning more and more about each other. And steadily Kazuma began to realize, he had a purpose. He wished to protect these two people, these precious souls.
They encountered a monster by the name of Nai and were separated temporarily in his attack on Suna. He regrouped with Michiru but Akemi was nowhere to be found. They later found the girl had went back to Waterfall. How had he not noticed the growing hatred his "little sister" had? The hatred that was growing and focusing itself on Michiru and himself? But eventually things came around and they became a family again for a short time...
Akemi defected...and Michiru vanished into nothingness. He later received world of sightings of his surrogate sister around Suna...and that Michiru was no longer among the living. Sadness was all he had left, but as long as Akemi was alive he couldn't break. He would honor his sensei's memory and he would find his sister. He still had a purpose...for now. Until he was ready he would train until he was stronger.
Until he had the power to protect.
All you gotta do is say:
Don't stop now
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