James Tsu-Chaka Recreate
Jan 2, 2013 19:00:24 GMT -7
Post by James-San on Jan 2, 2013 19:00:24 GMT -7
The Mud Shark
Name: James Tsu-Chaka
Bloodlimit: none
Height: 6’ 4
Weight: 220 lbs
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Birth Country: Unknown (Abandoned as a baby found in kusagakure)
Village: Kusagakure
Special:
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
Secondary Items:
Non-Weapon Items
Character Depth
Personality:
Appearance:
Background:
”I was abandoned on the door step of a man whom was too old to truly care for a child, especially a blind one. His wife gone, no family left for him to ask for help with me. His name was Kiduo Tsuchaka. A clan master and retired Kusagakure Ninja. Kiduo raised me like I was his son. Giving what was left of his life to invest in raising me up to be a legacy to his family. Kiduo made sure as I grew up to train me in certain skills involving the basics, trying to teach me as much as he could before I reached academy level. My skin looking like that of a sharks, I was subjected to a finishing ritual by Kiduo. At the age of three i was sealed with a shark transforming my body and ahearing to a sharks affinities. Kiduo growing older every year and becoming more and more frail, I made it my duty to train to my fullest potential. When I reached the age of five I suddenly found a power within me, a power unseen to many people. Even Kiduo was unsure of what my ability was. This ability grew on me, I was able to see enhanced places in the body. My senses growing stronger, the power pushing me further into training. I pursued more and more knowledge upon my skills. Kiduo taught me the element of Suiton as well as Kasuta techniques. Realizing that I wasn’t his real son, it made me slightly mad at first, but now in my current age I realize he was a blessing for me. Without him I would not be as motivated and pursuing my dreams. Kiduo stopped teaching me techniques around the age of seven. I researched by myself more into my abilities and was able to figure out more ways of seeing the objects around me. I was from a clan few in my village talked about, and had even seen, but the books and scrolls were there in legend of the clan. I learned some basics from it before heading to the academy. When I finally went to the academy , I was set up with a new challenge one that would push me further into the pursuit of power.”
“As I focused on my studies, and my techniques, I tried to pry as much information out of the old man. His wisdom helping serve me in more ways than I could ever imagine. His knowledge and my youth combined into a flurry of power. I was a strong candidate in the academy. Being in the top of my class, put even more preassure on me, but I took it in stride, using it to fuel my fire within. I was placed on a small team to train with to achieve my goal of genin. The team pushed me to do my best, but the teachers ultimately failed me due to lack of cooperation with the other members, the teachers saying to me that I try and rush battles and missions. I was sentenced to more academy work. The pain of not reaching genin pushed me to strive for more power. Kiduo reaching his last few years wanted to see me become a shinobi and I was doing my best to fulfill his wishes.”
“After two years training with the academy, I would fulfill my goal of genin, but at a cost I still cannot bear. Kiduo would die before he would see me in a headband. At the age of nine his last words to me, were to fight with all your might, protect your village and protect your legacy. He wanted me to be the strongest in the village one day, and I am striving to do that for him still to this day. Kiduo would be buried with his wife and kids, everyday I go to his resting place and place a small flower upon my families graves. Being a genin was different due to the fact I was still figuring out my powers as a kid. My team was only myself since the jounin’s took it upon themselves to call me too loose of a cannon to be placed into a team, but my skills were good enough for genin status. Over the next few years I trained harder, working on all the old mans techniques and figuring out my own bloodline limit, apparently called Hoshigake.”
At the age of thirteen, I was sent into combat for the first time, my fears all bubbling to the surface. I was prepared, but mentally the shock made me stop in my tracks. Fending off other ninja would be my duty as I mostly was sent to do wall duty. Themissions given to me by random jounin that received orders from the kusakage. I have never met the kusakage and to this day plan on meeting him only when I feel I am worthy of looking upon my leader. When the time comes I am wanting to protect him with all the skills I have learned over the years. As I protected the borders, I would receive many scars and battle wounds. Medical ninjas doing their best to patch me up when I would request it, my thirst for blood and the feeling of no pain increasing with each fight. I grew lost within the mentality of the beast, a feeling inside me that when it emerges , no one wants to face. As I grew, the battles became tougher, and now at the age of sixteen, I stand tall and strong, my skills beginning to get closer to the point I am aiming for. This will not be the last of my endevers I will become a strong shinobi and make my family proud one day.”[/ul]
Name: James Tsu-Chaka
Bloodlimit: none
Height: 6’ 4
Weight: 220 lbs
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Birth Country: Unknown (Abandoned as a baby found in kusagakure)
Village: Kusagakure
Special:
Weapons
Primary Weapon:
Secondary Items:
Non-Weapon Items
Character Depth
Personality:
Appearance:
Background:
”I was abandoned on the door step of a man whom was too old to truly care for a child, especially a blind one. His wife gone, no family left for him to ask for help with me. His name was Kiduo Tsuchaka. A clan master and retired Kusagakure Ninja. Kiduo raised me like I was his son. Giving what was left of his life to invest in raising me up to be a legacy to his family. Kiduo made sure as I grew up to train me in certain skills involving the basics, trying to teach me as much as he could before I reached academy level. My skin looking like that of a sharks, I was subjected to a finishing ritual by Kiduo. At the age of three i was sealed with a shark transforming my body and ahearing to a sharks affinities. Kiduo growing older every year and becoming more and more frail, I made it my duty to train to my fullest potential. When I reached the age of five I suddenly found a power within me, a power unseen to many people. Even Kiduo was unsure of what my ability was. This ability grew on me, I was able to see enhanced places in the body. My senses growing stronger, the power pushing me further into training. I pursued more and more knowledge upon my skills. Kiduo taught me the element of Suiton as well as Kasuta techniques. Realizing that I wasn’t his real son, it made me slightly mad at first, but now in my current age I realize he was a blessing for me. Without him I would not be as motivated and pursuing my dreams. Kiduo stopped teaching me techniques around the age of seven. I researched by myself more into my abilities and was able to figure out more ways of seeing the objects around me. I was from a clan few in my village talked about, and had even seen, but the books and scrolls were there in legend of the clan. I learned some basics from it before heading to the academy. When I finally went to the academy , I was set up with a new challenge one that would push me further into the pursuit of power.”
“As I focused on my studies, and my techniques, I tried to pry as much information out of the old man. His wisdom helping serve me in more ways than I could ever imagine. His knowledge and my youth combined into a flurry of power. I was a strong candidate in the academy. Being in the top of my class, put even more preassure on me, but I took it in stride, using it to fuel my fire within. I was placed on a small team to train with to achieve my goal of genin. The team pushed me to do my best, but the teachers ultimately failed me due to lack of cooperation with the other members, the teachers saying to me that I try and rush battles and missions. I was sentenced to more academy work. The pain of not reaching genin pushed me to strive for more power. Kiduo reaching his last few years wanted to see me become a shinobi and I was doing my best to fulfill his wishes.”
“After two years training with the academy, I would fulfill my goal of genin, but at a cost I still cannot bear. Kiduo would die before he would see me in a headband. At the age of nine his last words to me, were to fight with all your might, protect your village and protect your legacy. He wanted me to be the strongest in the village one day, and I am striving to do that for him still to this day. Kiduo would be buried with his wife and kids, everyday I go to his resting place and place a small flower upon my families graves. Being a genin was different due to the fact I was still figuring out my powers as a kid. My team was only myself since the jounin’s took it upon themselves to call me too loose of a cannon to be placed into a team, but my skills were good enough for genin status. Over the next few years I trained harder, working on all the old mans techniques and figuring out my own bloodline limit, apparently called Hoshigake.”
At the age of thirteen, I was sent into combat for the first time, my fears all bubbling to the surface. I was prepared, but mentally the shock made me stop in my tracks. Fending off other ninja would be my duty as I mostly was sent to do wall duty. Themissions given to me by random jounin that received orders from the kusakage. I have never met the kusakage and to this day plan on meeting him only when I feel I am worthy of looking upon my leader. When the time comes I am wanting to protect him with all the skills I have learned over the years. As I protected the borders, I would receive many scars and battle wounds. Medical ninjas doing their best to patch me up when I would request it, my thirst for blood and the feeling of no pain increasing with each fight. I grew lost within the mentality of the beast, a feeling inside me that when it emerges , no one wants to face. As I grew, the battles became tougher, and now at the age of sixteen, I stand tall and strong, my skills beginning to get closer to the point I am aiming for. This will not be the last of my endevers I will become a strong shinobi and make my family proud one day.”[/ul]