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The most important thing to a Capricorn is achievement. He will tend to take life seriously, and it is important for him to be good at something. He needs to feel that he has a skill, something he can do better than anyone else. Capricorn people are hard workers and many of them make excellent teachers, lawyers and statesmen. They are also quiet and diplomatic and know how to be subtle and tactful in their dealings with others. It may take a long time for you to get to know a Capricorn person, because he is often serious and shy by nature.
Rank: "C" Type: Main, Slashing, Scythe Effect: A Style of weaponry that was first used for gardening but then later turned into an art of weaponry. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: A scythe consists of a wooden shaft about 3 feet to 5 feet long called a snaith, snath, snathe or sned. The snaith may be straight, or with an "S" curve, but the more sophisticated versions are curved in three dimensions, allowing the mower to stand more upright. The snaith has either one or two short handles at right angles to it usually one near the upper end and always another roughly in the middle. A long, curved blade about 2 to 3 feet long is mounted at the lower end, perpendicular to the snaith. Scythes always have the blade projecting from the left side of the snaith when in use, with the edge towards the mower. In principle a left-handed scythe could be made, but it could not be used together with right-handed scythes in a team of mowers, as the left-handed mower would be mowing in the opposite direction. Limit: These types of weapons may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop Cost: 8,000 Ryo
|SECONDARY WEAPONS|
kunaix9 slots
Rank: "C" Rank Type: Secondary, 2 per Slot, Piercing/Slashing, Knife Effect: A knife is any cutting edge or blade, handheld or otherwise, with or without a handle. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: The knife is conventionally wrought in ranges from 6 to 8 inches, with the average at 7 inches. Originally made of rock, flint, and obsidian; knives have evolved in construction as technology has with blades being made from bronze, copper, iron, steel, ceramics, and titanium. Many cultures have their unique version of the knife. Due to its role as humankind's first tool, certain cultures have attached spiritual and religious significance to the knife including the La Hu Si. There could be multiple kinds of knives such as throwing knives, curved knives, combat knives, or retractable knives. Limit: These types of items may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop. Cost: 1,000 Ryo per Slot, or 500 Ryo Each.
hira-shurikenx2 slots
Rank: "C" Rank Type: Secondary, 15 per Slot, Piercing, Shuriken Effect: Is a concealed weapon that is generally for throwing, and sometimes stabbing or slashing. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: Hira-shuriken is constructed from thin, flat plates of metal derived from a variety of sources including hishi-gane (coins), and kugi-nuki (carpentry tools), and generally resemble popular conceptions of shuriken. In modern popular culture, these are called "throwing stars" or "ninja stars". They often have a hole in the center and possess a fairly thin blade sharpened only at the tip. The holes derive from their source in items that had holes - old coins, washers, and nail-removing tools. This proved convenient for the shuriken user, as well, as the weapons could be strung on a string or dowel in the belt for transport, and the hole also had aerodynamic and weighting effects that aided the flight of the blade after it was thrown. There is a wide variety of forms of hira-shuriken and they are now usually identified by the number of points the blades possess. Limit: These types of items may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop. Cost: 1,500 Ryo per Slot, or 100 Ryo Each.
makibishix2 slots
Rank: "C" Rank Type: Secondary, 16 per Slot, Piercing, Makibishi Effect: Makibishi are small, sharp objects that are mostly used to prevent someone from walking from one side to another, since they would hurt their feet if they tried to pass it. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: When pursued by enemies, ninja would scatter makibishi on the ground. In ancient Japan, common footwear consisted of sandals made of straw, called zori, which offered relatively little protection against such hazards. Makibishi spines were often hooked, and occasionally grooved to allow for a light coat of poison, to increase the damage they dealt to those unfortunate enough to step on them and possibly result in death. Limit: These types of items may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop. Cost: 1,600 Ryo per Slot, or 100 Ryo Each
scroll (small)x2 slots
Rank: "C" Type: Secondary, 1 per Slot, Non-Combative, Book, Scroll Effect: Allows a user to summon an object, or animal from one location of the world, to another location of the world where the user is holding the scroll. Special: --- Drawback: Holds only so much worth of items, animals or technique capabilities. When it comes to puppets, user must accommodate everything that is being held within that puppet such as individual items inside the puppet. When it comes to an animal or person user must accommodate all training points to the feet of Scroll. May be used multiple times as long as the seals are put on them. Description: Picture A roll of paper or parchment; a writing formed into a roll; A scroll is a roll of papyrus, parchment, or paper which has been written, drawn or painted upon for the purpose of transmitting information or using as a decoration. It is distinguished from a roll by virtue of being intended for repeated use rather than continuous, but once-only use of the roll. The "Small Scroll" is the size of 2.5 inches in diameter as a whole. The Length between the top ends of the core, to the other end of the core is between one to two feet in length. The core of the scroll is 1 inch in diameter while thickness of the paper is .0032 inches making it 100 feet worth of scroll paper. For storing anything "D" Rank, it takes up 10 feet worth of scroll. Limit: These types of books may be capable of being bought inside any Book Shop. Cost: 1,000 Ryo per Slot
Rank: "C" Type: Main, Tailor, Slot Holder, Holds 15 Slots (15 for Items of Scroll Length), Bag Effect: A waist pack worn with the pouch in back. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: Picture A pack worn at the back along a belt at the waist. Water repellent collar with drawstring pack with quick release closures attached to 1 inch cinch straps and a top carry handle. It has a vented bottom with keeper clips to attach to the belt, or straps to wrap around a belt. The compartment has the dimensions Height of 10.25 inches Width of 10.5 inches and Depth of 7 inches. The interior holds 15 slots of scroll length as well as main objects that fit in the same dimensions. Normally extra clothes is held in this spot as well as other non combative supplies. Limit: These types of items may be capable of being bought inside any Tailor Shop. Cost: 5,500 Ryo
You're one hell of a stalker, awa. Going through people's files...Well? Go ahead, no one's stopping you, awa.
|history|
Misuri Ipponmatsu, that's what they call me. I have zero nicknames; I do not tolerate them, awa. Looking back, I had a pretty greatBORING life. My childhood wasn’t that terrible. I have a great family and set of friends, my parents are still alive, and so am I. By my own standards, my childhood doesn’t end until I’m twenty, awa. Life still goes on.
|age one| -> |age three|I was born during a blizzard in Yukigakure, one so cold, if you cracked a window during the storm; your fingers would turn coal-black and fall off your pathetic little hands, awa. It was a home birth, in a little log cabin not even worthy of being a shelter. It was ready to collapse; some logs were either sticking out or in, exposing my parents to the wilderness and cold, awa. The ‘house’ was in the middle of nowhere, supposedly protecting my pregnant mother, Ayane, from any bandits and missing ninja. Awa. Though I beg to differ, that’s where most of them hang out.
I did nothing but sleep, eat, cry, and poop, awa. Though, I always smiled when my parents would pretend to eat my fingers or toes, awa. I was born into the clan of Ipponmatsu, which only had two members, Ayane and Ichirou. My Okāsan, Ayane, was a non-ninja, who was happily married with my shinobi Otōsan, Ichirou. My parents thought it would be a good idea to let me explore the ways of walking, talking, and bunch of other things I needed to learn as a child, awa. I had my first birthday party on my second birthday, and by the time I was two and a half, I'd mastered the art of walking.
Talking, however, didn't go by as smoothly. Of course, I could speak, I just didn't want to. My parents thought I had a disorder or something, and quickly began worrying over me. Sooner or later, they found out it was just a Misuri thing, awa. My first word was 'snow.' Three years had flown by, and I was four now, awa.
|age four| -> |age six|I had quit being stubborn and started talking like any other four year old. This is the time where I began saying "awa" at the end of my sentences, awa. It just felt natural, like everyone should be saying it. Ayane thought it was very "unladylike," and tried to get me to stop saying 'awa,' but failed. It's a habit I didn't get rid of, I liked it, awa. Education was my strongest point, considering my father kept nagging me about it. I was both home-schooled and was taught at the Yuki Academy, awa. At the Yuki Academy, I was only taught the academic portions, not the shinobi ones. While at home, dad taught me about useless things, like the economy and politics of every country, awa.
My earliest memory was when I was four. My mother was newly pregnant with Izanami and we were at the park or zoo. That’s all. Friends, awa. I didn't have very many. It seemed I lacked friendliness, or the other kids couldn't handle a mature friend. While they chewed on blocks and rings, I was reading. And before I knew it, awa, I was reading a year above my grade level. Some of the children wanted to share their toys or asked if I wanted to play with them. They said I looked lonely, awa. I merely smiled and declined their generous offer and continued my reading. I was actually turning out to be a bright child. They called me the "Teacher's Pet."
No matter how many times I'd beg my mother to go outside, she did not allow it. Ayane said women are judged on how they looked, and she didn't want my "beautifully" pale skin to be tinted with even a little sun. So I was an inside child, awa. I did the same things I did for over two years now, reading. I also began to develop a new skill, kimono designing, awa. Alas, I was caught sketching a design by Ichirou, and he wasn't happy one bit. He pushed me into becoming a strong, tough girl. I was so confused at that age, my mother was telling me to do one thing ,while my father would tell me to do just the opposite.
I spent most of my time with myself and Ayane, while Father was out doing whatever his ninja self did. No matter where I was, I was always had my nose into a good book.
|age seven| -> |age nine|Izanami was about two years old now. She's my only sister, and a freaking annoying one at that, awa. Ever since the age of nine, I've called her 'my little bother'. She’s an exact replica of me, only smaller. There are a few minor differences: her hair and eyes. Izanami’s hair is a strawberry blonde, rather than dirty blonde, and her eyes are pine-green with specks of red, rather than forget-me-not blue. Every time I’d try to go hunting or harvest food, Izanami always tagged along, awa. It was as if I were a mother swan, with only one babe following behind.
After hearing me saying "awa" so many times, Izanami began saying her own little thing at the end of her sentences, "ne." Ayane was furious, and angry that she'd pick up something from me. Eventually, she got over it, you can't hate your daughter forever, awa. I got less and less attention each day, not that I minded. It wasn't like I received much attention anyway, awa. When I turned eight, this 'awa' thing started spilling out onto my papers at school. This was because of my method of writing; I whisper to myself what I'm going to write down, and I ended up writing 'awa' a bunch of times onto paper, awa.
That was a problem. I'd get my English scores back with a bunch of red marks and slashes on them, but I still got a good grade. Stupid teachers...they made me take speech classes, awa. Speaking of school, that's where I met my first crush, Daisuke Hyuuga. He died a few months later though, awa. I was a love-stricken girl back then; any guy who was cute, I immediately fell in love with. I have yet to have my first kiss, and don't even get me started on my virginity, awa! I don't look forward to a relationship anytime soon.
I started spending more quality time with Inazami when she was three, awa. She barely knew my name, and I was her sister. Instead of calling me by my true name, she dubbed me as 'Suri,' which is how I came to hate nicknames. We would go outside(with Mother's permission) to make snow angels, snow men, and have snowball fights, awa. I went along with my family just fine. No back-talking, sassing, or disobedience occurred during my log cabin days.Still as a child, I wasn't popular. No, I was the exact opposite. It's not what you think, let me tell you. You expect me to tell you, "Oh, I was ignored because everyone was jealous of my beauty!" No. I, on my own freewill, ignored those silly children, awa.
|age ten| -> |age twelve|When I was eleven, I began to notice how my friends were becoming elite shinobi, awa. I was the only one of the group who was a non-ninja. My friends were taller than me, and much stronger at that. I was a pathetic girl, but my mom thought otherwise. As I stated before, Ayane focused on my beauty, saying frail and weak is the ideal body. Whatever, awa. I had asked Ichirou about becoming a ninja, and he didn't deny one bit. Although, my Father was slightly scared of Ayane, who didn't her daughter(and I quote) to "go out into the world and get killed."
My response was, “Bitch please, I think I’m old enough to take care of myself.” But I only said that inside my head, no harm done, awa. Not too many weeks later, I was picking weeds from our vegetable garden, happily humming a tune. I heard a rustling in the bushes, but didn't bother to check it out. Probably just a rabbit, awa. I wish that I wasn't so naive, tch, just a rabbit my ass...
Nope! It wasn't a rabbit. Nope! It wasn't someone giving out a million Ryo. No, it was bear. A black bear. I still wonder how such a large creature made very little sound. And yes, I was attacked, very relentlessly, I might add, awa. Luckily, a team of shinobi were heading for a mission outside the gates, and before the bear could slaughter me, they came to my rescue. The one I remember the most was Izumi, I think that's what her comrades called her. She had ink-black hair and teal eyes. They were members of Suna...Keep in mind that Izumi is important to the story line, awa.
I didn't suffer much from the attack, only a few scars here and there. I was an intelligent child, if I do say so myself. Sometimes, I'd go into town, the outskirts to be precise, to gamble for extra Ryo. I'd tell Ayane that I'm out buying more fertilizer for the garden, awa. I saw a group of beggars, all huddling around a stand. At the stand, a man wore a spiffy suit, grinning like a mad man. The hobos were betting money, just what I needed. I'd waited in line, and finally, it was my turn.
They all laughed. They laughed at me being so small and puny, awa. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Fine then, young lady. I'll give you this much Ryo if you get this right." He slammed a bag of coins onto the stand.
"Deal, awa." I said.
He placed three large clam shells onto the stand in a horizontal row. The man placed a small, red ball under neath the one in the center. "Watch carefully," He said. The man shuffled the clam shells very slowly, as if I were mentally challenged. I didn't even bother to look. "There," he said. "Find the red ball." I took the sack of coins and began running, awa. Yup....I'm a cheater. The gang behind me started a riot, but I kept running. The worse they could do was beat me into a bloody pulp.
|age thirteen| -> |age fifteen|Sometime when I was thirteen, my parents found out my hobby of gambling. As punishment, nothing, awa. There was nothing to punish me with. The only thing I did was take care of the garden, read to myself and Izanami, and collect fruits and nuts for the family, awa. Pushing that aside, what ticked me off was that Inazami was allowed to be a shinobi when she turned nine years old, awa! I dare not question my mother, she would backhand me for sure, awa. I went along with my family just fine. No back-talking, sassing, or disobedience occurred during my log cabin days.
I decided to develop on my own, since I hardly see Ichirou nowadays. I practiced the Art of Flexibility, awa. I'm not even sure if such an art existed. It was difficult, that's a fact. I was going through puberty at the moment, and the growing pains in my arms and legs hurt like a bitch whenever I tried stretching, awa. Ayane noticed me growing a figure and a bust, and began to get obsessed with me becoming a woman. No elbows on the table, bow before speaking to elders and the respected, false politeness, and no slouching, awa.
The great day came, finally. I was allowed to become a kunoichi a few weeks after I'd turn fifteen. At the academy, they taught you how to throw knives and what-not, awa. Yuki Academy was embarrassing, especially when I was the only fifteen year old with a bunch of immature ten year olds. Being the oldest, I had authority over the snot-nosed brats. When I’d ask for something, I’d get it without too much of hesitation, awa. I also had the highest scores; my brain was able to understand more than those kids. I learned two releases (sound, wind) from the academy, and one other (water) from my own father.
The Ipponmatsu family wasn’t poor, nor were we rich, awa. We were merely in between. But my last year at the Ipponmatsu cabin changed that. We were merely in between.
|age sixteen| -> |age seventeen|Time flew by, and before I knew it, I was already sixteen. My body held decent curves and and the average c-cup bust. During my academy days, I learned basic ways to protect myself from dirty hobos, awa, or uncilvilized civilians. I’ll skip to the good parts just for your sake. The snowy ruins wasn't a place where any child should grow up, at least, that was my opinion. Our family would usually end up freezing to almost-death; we'd all huddle around the fireplace, and watch as the last flicker of warmth went out, awa. Izanami was already getting stick-thin from lack of harvest and food during the Spring. Finally, I had enough. Awa.
By the time I was sixteen, I made my officially announcement of moving, to Suna. Yes, I know Suna has a completely different climate than Yuki, I am aware of that. And I found myself ready for the change, awa. The newly found warmth didn't effect my skin, it was immune to the sun's rays (not literally). This is where Izumi comes in. I still remember that one, very tragic day with my best friend, Izumi. Her death was completely my fault, she drowned, awa. Here's how it went down. I had moved to Suna alone about three months ago, and I'd met Izumi Nara, awa. We'd been friends for five months, and I ended up pushing her into the ocean.
I'm not going into details here, I still wake up, yelling for her to come back, awa. I began my journey from there, my mental journey. Using my savings I've gotten from my part-time job as dog-walker, I bought my own weapon. A Scythe, awa. At first, I barely knew how to use the thing; I almost ended up chopping off my toes, awa! Eventually, I figured out the use of the Scythe. I bet your wondering what I do know? Well, nothing really, awa.
Though I'm about to go out into the world of the Sunagakure Shinobi.
I won't even bother you any more...if possible, awa.
|psyche| For first impressions, Misuri seems to look she's holding in some kind of anger, a frown also seemed to grace her pale face at every moment. Her cat-like eyes made it seem she was glaring at nothing in particular, just mad. However, her personality is nothing as she seems. As a matter of fact, she's anything but angry. Friendliness isn't her knack, but she is courteous without being stuffy or inflexible. Upon meeting someone, she shakes their hand. A solid grip, but not too hard, two pumps of the hand and let go. She doesn't look at her hands; she looks them in the eye. She repeats their name and make an effort to remember it.
Misuri is sort of the party-pooper and wall flower, always wanting to do something else or go home during something another teenager would find entertaining. She spends most of her time reading, walking the neighborhood dogs, gardening, and practicing ninja stuff. Miss Ipponmatsu barely has a temper, what I mean by that is, she hardly gets mad or angry, no matter how many times she's annoyed. Though there are times when some people push their luck too far. She has the leading instinct, but lacks the bossy attitude it comes with.
She only uses one honorific to refer to her comrades, "san." Misuri believes in team work, but doesn't think you have to get real close. They'll die one day.. Misuri is serious and mature, with almost zero sense of humor. She does't crack jokes, or make humorous comments, she prefers to keep to herself. When people ask about her speech, Misuri simply shrugs and says, "I don't know, is it bothering you, AWA?"
She'd just began learning Medical Arts when she was sixteen and a half, Misuri has a lot to learn.
||hair||Misuri's dirty blonde locks fall straight down to her calves, she's been growing it out since forever. She doesn't want a single hair to be cut. The only time she puts it up is when she's dressing for a formal event, and when the village is at war. Her hair seems to move along with her movements.
||head||Misuri has a heart shaped face, meaning she has a narrow jawline that leads to her small chin and her cheekbones and forehead are much broader than her jawline. Her lips are a very pale pink. Misuri's eyebrows are thin, they match her hair color and they're covered by her bangs. Misuri has cat-eyes, in the color of Mayan blue. Her lashes stretch out two centimeters from her eye.
||body||The girl has decent curves, but an average bust. Back in Yuki, hobos would do anything for a slice of that ca- Her legs are...well...legs. Long, feminine legs. Misuri's arms are just like anybody else's arms. The only difference between Misuri and other kunoichi, is her body frame. Her frame and small, yet sturdy.
||misc||Underneath her bottom lip is a piercing, symbolizing her rebellious side. She has a knack for wrapping gauze around her eye when wearing a kimono. Don't question it.
||casual||This outfit is rarely wore by Misuri. It's her 'I have no ninja duties or anything to do today' outfit. It consist of a pale blue turtleneck, that's cut off near the edge of her rib cage, and simple navy and white capris. Black flip flops are included.
||shinobi||On her average missions, training, and meetings with comrades, Misuri wears an outfit that's complicated to describe. She wears the average black ninja sandals, ones that follow up to her knees. Then, accompanying the sandals are, two metal shin guards, the same length as the shoes. The pants are a pure white with grey swirling designs, meeting up with the sandals. She mainly wore white due to Suna's intense heat. Misuri's outfit only has a single sleeve to her left, which evened out the temperature of her body.
On her shoulders are more armor, in the shade of grey. Biker gloves and fore arm guards are included.
||war||During war, which hopefully will never happen, you'll find Miss Ipponmatsu wearing this attire. Symbolizing her citizenship with Sunagakure, Misuri's flak jacket is beige in color, it protects the torso, shoulders, and partial parts of the neck. Underneath the protector are two blouses, one of them in a mocha-brown color, and the other a simple sky-blue. The choice in pants are again capris, a black color this time. Jet-black shinobi sandals with matching, finger-less biker gloves are included.
||formal||For sophisticated events, such weddings, balls, birthdays, or just going to a fancy restaurant, Misuri wears a (optionally short) blue-green, kimono. One crafted from her own thread and needle; faded flower designs are were scattered over the dress. The obi (cloth wrapped around the torso) is a honeydew green, a single coral-pink stripe running across, giving it an extraordinary pop of color. To keep safe from perverts, pale green ruffles are placed underneath the kimono. Artificial flowers (in her hair) and navy-blue sandals are included.
Rank: “D” Skill: Supplementary Effect: User learns Lesson 1 – 4 on First Aid/CPR/AED. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: Lesson 1: Before Giving Care, Lesson 2: Checking an III or Injured Person, Lesson 3: Breathing Emergencies and conscious choking - Adult, Child, or Infant, Lesson 4: Rescue Breathing - Child or Infant. With Lessons 1-4 the user is able to know what to do before Giving Care to an Injured person, how to Check an Injured person, how to perform emergency breathing to a conscious choking person, and also able to perform Rescue breathing to an unconscious person of all types. All Medical and ANBU personnel must know all Lessons. Limit: Anyone is capable of Learning, Must buy First Aid/CPR/AED: Lesson 1 – 4 Book.
Rank: “D” Skill: Supplementary Effect: User learns Lesson 5 - 8 on First Aid/CPR/AED. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: Lesson 5: Cardiac Emergencies, Lesson 6: CPR and Unconscious Choking - Adult, Child, Infant, Lesson 7: AED - Adult, Lesson 8: AED - Child. With Lessons 5-8 the user is able to know about the Cardiac Emergencies and what to do if a situation rises. The user is able to perform CPR and how to help an unconscious person when choking. A person is also able to use their knowledge with AED for both Adults and Children. All Medical and ANBU personnel must know all Lessons. Limit: Anyone is capable of Learning, Must buy First Aid/CPR/AED: Lesson 5 – 8 Book.
Rank: “D” Skill: Supplementary Effect: User learns Lesson 9 - 12 on First Aid/CPR/AED. Special: --- Drawback: --- Description: Lesson 9: Soft Tissue Injuries, Lesson 10: Injuries to Muscles, Bones and Joints, Lesson 11: Sudden Illness, Lesson 12: Heat and Cold - Related Emergencies. With Lessons 9-12 the user is able to help with Soft Tissue Injuries, help and take care of Injuries to the Muscles, joints and the Bones such as putting splints, stop the bleeding, and treat shock. User is able to help against degree burns and knows what to do if a situation arises when it comes to these kinds of situations of First Aid. All Medical and ANBU personnel must know all Lessons. Limit: Anyone is capable of Learning, Must buy First Aid/CPR/AED: Lesson 9 – 12 Book.