Deibi Mijeru
Jan 30, 2011 23:08:55 GMT -7
Post by ✗Gohma✗ on Jan 30, 2011 23:08:55 GMT -7
Deibi Mijeru[th] Height: 5'1 Bloodlimit: N/A Weight: 122lbs Age: 13 Gender: M Alignment: Neutral, Good Birth Country: Ame no Kuni Village: Amegakure Special:
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Releases:
- [Freebee] Suiton no Jutsu
- [Freebee] Fuuton no Jutsu
- [Future] Raiton no Jutsu
- [Freebee] Hyouton no Jutsu
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Clans:[/li][li]Nara[/li][li]
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Weapons
[/size]Primary Weapon:
Secondary Items:
- x2 Kunai
- x2 Kunai
- x2 Kunai
- x2 Kunai
- x2 Kunai
- x15 Hira-Shuriken
- x15 Hira-Shuriken
- x15 Hira-Shuriken
- x15 Hira-Shuriken
- x15 Hira-Shuriken
- x2 Knife
- x2 Knife
- x1 Smoke Grenade
- x1 Smoke Grenade
- x1 Stun Grenade
Non-Weapon Items
Character Depth
Personality:
- Simplistic - Deibi doesn't live a very hard life, he comes home, does what he needs to do, then goes to bed. He doesn't need a whole lot to worry about, except for going outside and getting soaked. Apart from the troubles about the environment, everything is mostly simple for him. Which he likes.
- Calm - There isn't one time that Deibi would ever blow his cool and go out of his way to make himself look like an idiot. Though sometimes he can get angry when there are certain circumstances. Just over something petty, Deibi wouldn't get angry. He's mostly monotone, to show his boredom with some conversations.
- Charismatic - Talking to people isn't truly what he likes to do preferably, but mostly just a skill. He can talk people into doing what he would benefit from, and if he didn't get what he would want then he would fall upon bribery.
- Logical - Relying on common sense, Deibi would use his thought to make sure he would win/benefit from the situation. Anything that he could lie his eyes on, became a resource for him. If he could use it later as a weapon against someone, he would.
- Liar - Whatever he could lie about, he would lie about it. If someone were to ask him if he did the dishes. he would lie about it. No matter what it is, if he was asked a question, he would lie. People began to catch on and believe the converse of his reaction. It also leaves a horrible first impression for neighbors and friends.
- Respectful - To the people around him, and his neighbors, he's respectful to and asks them to make themselves at home. To those with authority, he give's no care in the world for. In fact, if he would become someone with authority, he probably wouldn't care for his co-workers.
Appearance:
- Hair - When Deibi is actually dry for a short time, he actually has nice hair. Most of the time anyway. Usually he lets the hair just fall in front of his face, sometimes covering his eyes. He cuts it himself, and doesn't trust anyone near it. Not that anyone wants to mess with his hair in the first place.
- Face - His eyes can range in size most of the time, usually depending on his mood. When he's uncomfortable they get thin, and when he's content with the environment they get large. He has a small mouth which can blend in most of the time, it's so said by stranger's glances that he doesn't have a mouth at all. Leaving it at that, his head is shaped proportional to the rest of his body.
- Clothes - Depending on where he's going, Deibi wears what's suitable to his environment. If he's going to roam around in the village, he's going to wear a jacket to shelter him from the rain. If he's just hanging out at his house, he's going to probably wear a dress shirt. Or if it's nice outside he'll wear the same.
- Skin - His skin is clear and peachy, sometimes with scratches on it. When he comes home he could be bleeding from getting hurt somewhere, doing something for the village. He usually takes care of his skin though, not letting it scar, unless something truly bad happens.
- Sword - Lugging a sword around at his waist all the time is kind of an everyday thing for him. Though he couldn't bring it to the academy. It was his father's sword, who passed away. He didn't necessarily give the sword to him, but he still figured he should have it. And so he has it.
Background:
- Birth - Born in the beginning of spring, he was born into a rainy season. Leaving him growing up with it around the village was easy, but getting him to come home clean was never as easy. He would be outside all day playing in the rain when he was young, and he had become accustomed to it quickly. As if it didn't even bother him when he leaves.
- Childhood - Growing up, Deibi had an easy time with friends. Nobody ever treated him like he was an outcast. He grew up looking quite depressed standing in the rain, but he actually likes doing it. Though he gets sick most of the time he decides to stand silently in the rain. Coming home to his loving mother who would give him soup when he had a cold.
- Father's Left Compassion - Growing up without a father depressed him the most, but he made sure that his mom didn't turn him into what his father wouldn't have wanted. Not that he's a puppet controlled by his parents or anything, his father's prospective still existed. He thinks about how his dad used to care for him everyday and teach him how to play board games.
- The Academy - He payed attention quite a bit during the hours of school, but tended to hang around the wrong people afterwards. Getting into trouble, him and his friends would be forced to pick up garbage around the town, but that never affected him drastically in school. He still got good grades, and positive comments from his sensei.
- Strolls - Never really paying that much attention to how the world really works, he never really had that much wisdom. He would walk down the streets by himself, but never really feared what might happen to him. He would walk alone in the rain, in the dark, whenever. Not having a fear in the world.
- Training - Getting out of the house, and into the rain more often, he would begin to work up a sweat in the cold, which gets him sick a lot. Yet trying his best, he would mold his chakra whichever way he needed it to go. Growing each and everyday, he would continue to become the best.
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Total Training Points: 290
290 Training Points
E - 0
D - 6
C - 5
B - 1
A - 0
S - 0
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