Michi Yami
Jan 29, 2011 0:23:06 GMT -7
Post by Michi Yami on Jan 29, 2011 0:23:06 GMT -7
Michi Yami
Fighting Styles:
Clans:
GenJutsu:
Misc
Weapons
Primary Weapon:[/b]
Secondary Items:
Non-Weapon Items
Character Depth
Michi spends most of his time sitting up on his roof, letting the rain pour on his head. He would wait, all day for something graceful to be seen, mostly because he would be the only one to see it first. Solar eclipse? He was the first one to spot it.
Shy:
Mostly Michi would be the one to keep to himself, for battle's honestly weren't his kind of thing. Fighting didn't fit his fancy, but he wasn't afraid of anyone. Not willing to get to know anyone.
Ruthless:
Not afraid to snap your wrist if he gets a chance, he wont care. Though he isn't willing to get into the fight, if he does, he's not going to do it clean.
Irritable:
While Michi would get his food, he would overhear conversations about the kage. Nothing positive, which pisses him off almost to the fullest. The smallest conversations would anger him, if they dont make logical sense. Though he might not care for the subject much at all.
Care Free:
Not a care in the world, if someone were to accuse him of a crime, he would most likely go along with it. Just because he wouldn't mind the penalty, as long as it wasn't death. Not caring, would be what he would believe to be the best thing that happened to him.[/ul]
Michi Yami is the kind of person that wouldn't care for the way that his hair looked like, because it's most all the time raining. His hair, dips below his face and forces him to squint his eyes to see through it. The color of golden brown, resides in his hair.
Face:
His face isn't too insanely different from anyone else, because of his proportional features. Though his face is kind of rationalized as an oval. He has blue eyes, which stick out right when you see his face. His friends claim that he has a flawless face, but no one has ever seen his forehead.
Clothes:
He has a large jacket that protects him from the rain that ends up flooding the streets over night. His pants, baggier than most pants, while it's bunched up at the bottom. He wears wrapped bandages at the bottom, with boots that travel a large distance up his legs.
Skin:
Though on the outside of his clothes, he will show the cutting edge of flawless. Yet on the inside of his clothes, you would see the scars hidden from training and abuse. He has bright creamy colored skin, untanned because of most his time in-doors.[/right]
[/ul]
Michi was born inside the comfort of his first house, and he mostly stayed there for most of his time. His mother had a natural birth, with the doctor at their house, helping her along. While his father was working late at night. Michi didn't even get to see what his father looked like in his first seconds of life.
Childhood:
Spending most of his time outside in the rain, he would keep himself isolated from over kids, making sure that no one would mess up the way that he would act. This way, he could be himself, and think about how he could be the one to rise to power.
Academy:
During his time in the academy, he would pass almost ever test and succeed in everything his sensei would teach him. Though he was just average in his his academics. Most of the kids would avoid talking to him, because he was so unsociable. He didn't mind.
Home life:
He didn't enjoy coming home to his mother and father, for his home life was one he wasn't proud of. His father would beat him if he didn't do what he had instructed, or his mother instructed. Though his mom didn't lay a finger on him, in fact she was the one he could talk to while his father was gone.
Friends:
He never really had many friends, because most of the time he would just blow people off. While they walk up to him during the academy, he wouldn't say anything. The awkward silence would definitely be enough to shoo them away.[/ul][/font]
Michi Yami :Name
N/A :Bloodlimit
5'6 :Height
125lbs :Weight
14 :Age
Male :Gender
Neutral, Chaotic :Alignment
Ame no Kuni :Birth Country
Amegakure :Village
Ninjutsu, Taijutsu :Special
N/A :Bloodlimit
5'6 :Height
125lbs :Weight
14 :Age
Male :Gender
Neutral, Chaotic :Alignment
Ame no Kuni :Birth Country
Amegakure :Village
Ninjutsu, Taijutsu :Special
[Freebee] Fuuton no Jutsu -
[Freebee] Suiton no Jutsu -
[Future] Raiton no Jutsu-
[Future] Hyouton no Jutsu-
-
-
[Freebee] Suiton no Jutsu -
[Future] Raiton no Jutsu-
[Future] Hyouton no Jutsu-
-
-
Fighting Styles:
[Freebee] Krav Maga/Contact Combat -
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
Clans:
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
GenJutsu:
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
Misc
-
-
-
-
-
[/ul]-
-
-
-
Weapons
Primary Weapon:[/b]
Secondary Items:
Non-Weapon Items
Character Depth
Personality:
Michi spends most of his time sitting up on his roof, letting the rain pour on his head. He would wait, all day for something graceful to be seen, mostly because he would be the only one to see it first. Solar eclipse? He was the first one to spot it.
Shy:
Mostly Michi would be the one to keep to himself, for battle's honestly weren't his kind of thing. Fighting didn't fit his fancy, but he wasn't afraid of anyone. Not willing to get to know anyone.
Ruthless:
Not afraid to snap your wrist if he gets a chance, he wont care. Though he isn't willing to get into the fight, if he does, he's not going to do it clean.
Irritable:
While Michi would get his food, he would overhear conversations about the kage. Nothing positive, which pisses him off almost to the fullest. The smallest conversations would anger him, if they dont make logical sense. Though he might not care for the subject much at all.
Care Free:
Not a care in the world, if someone were to accuse him of a crime, he would most likely go along with it. Just because he wouldn't mind the penalty, as long as it wasn't death. Not caring, would be what he would believe to be the best thing that happened to him.[/ul]
Appearance:
Michi Yami is the kind of person that wouldn't care for the way that his hair looked like, because it's most all the time raining. His hair, dips below his face and forces him to squint his eyes to see through it. The color of golden brown, resides in his hair.
Face:
His face isn't too insanely different from anyone else, because of his proportional features. Though his face is kind of rationalized as an oval. He has blue eyes, which stick out right when you see his face. His friends claim that he has a flawless face, but no one has ever seen his forehead.
Clothes:
He has a large jacket that protects him from the rain that ends up flooding the streets over night. His pants, baggier than most pants, while it's bunched up at the bottom. He wears wrapped bandages at the bottom, with boots that travel a large distance up his legs.
Skin:
Though on the outside of his clothes, he will show the cutting edge of flawless. Yet on the inside of his clothes, you would see the scars hidden from training and abuse. He has bright creamy colored skin, untanned because of most his time in-doors.[/right]
[/ul]
Background:
Michi was born inside the comfort of his first house, and he mostly stayed there for most of his time. His mother had a natural birth, with the doctor at their house, helping her along. While his father was working late at night. Michi didn't even get to see what his father looked like in his first seconds of life.
Childhood:
Spending most of his time outside in the rain, he would keep himself isolated from over kids, making sure that no one would mess up the way that he would act. This way, he could be himself, and think about how he could be the one to rise to power.
Academy:
During his time in the academy, he would pass almost ever test and succeed in everything his sensei would teach him. Though he was just average in his his academics. Most of the kids would avoid talking to him, because he was so unsociable. He didn't mind.
Home life:
He didn't enjoy coming home to his mother and father, for his home life was one he wasn't proud of. His father would beat him if he didn't do what he had instructed, or his mother instructed. Though his mom didn't lay a finger on him, in fact she was the one he could talk to while his father was gone.
Friends:
He never really had many friends, because most of the time he would just blow people off. While they walk up to him during the academy, he wouldn't say anything. The awkward silence would definitely be enough to shoo them away.[/ul][/font]