Name: Akamatsu Daisuke
Age: 8
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Daisuke's an average boy at 4'5" and about 63 pounds, and his brown hair's been done into short dreadlocks that brush his shoulders. His oval, childish face feature large brown eyes, slightly chubby cheeks, slightly thick lips (which were usually forming a smile), and a light spattering of freckles over a small nose. Currently free of tattoos or the like (though he jokes to his friends that he's going to get one soon enough), his skin is the color of light caramel, so most of his body hair naturally blends with his skin. His body's lost a lot of fat from his early childhood, and was now replaced with lean muscle, mainly due to his extensive, high-intensity (to him, anyway) activities outside with friends. His usual attire consists of a white hoodie, a purple, long-sleeved wool shirt (another wool shirt underneath, white), a pair of dark green pants with pouches galore (a pair of wool leggings underneath), a dog-tag necklace with his date of birth and full name, and black running shoes (he finds any other type of shoe uncomfortable).
Mental Description: Daisuke is a kid in nearly every sense of the word. He's very carefree and friendly, and seems to find the good in everyone. He's got a lot of goals and aspirations, and has a considerable amount of achievements (to him and his friends), so one could say he's very goal-orientated. Comedic to a fault, he seems to find time to make a joke at everything, though very rarely at anyone's expense. The worst time's are when he's supposed to be silent, because then pretty much everything becomes funny if not hilarious. Something as small as a bug landing on his hand could cause his brain to come up with various, super unrealistic scenarios that could make him giggle uncontrollably. It's very rare that he's serious, but when he is, there's usually something very wrong. Such as one trying to hurt a friend, and he has a lot of friends.
History: Daisuke hasn't had much tragedy in his life, nor much of anything wrong. He lived with his father and never knew his mother; she died when he wasn't yet aware of himself. Sure, he knew there was something wrong, but his young mind couldn't process it well. His father fell into a short depression, and pretty much ignored Daisuke all together, until his son had gotten into his Shinobi gear and was playing with knives. Realizing the toddler could've been seriously injured, Daisuke's papa quickly returned to his old, joking self, promising his wife that he wouldn't let anything happen to their child and that he'd watch him grow to become a powerful Shinobi.
Soon after becoming a much better father after his depressive state, Daisuke's papa allowed the youngster to play with his kunai and shurikens, though he watched very closely. When Daisuke got older and his other friends had began showing small signs of Chakra control while he hadn't, his father figured Daisuke was much like him: he had always been pretty bad at controlling his Chakra for a large portion of his life and had only gotten as good as he had with constant practice. He was going to start helping his son, but soon realized that what his son might master relatively easily (possibly) was projectile Taijustu, since when he was a babe walking about the house, he'd always want to play with the weapons which were meant to be thrown, and left everything else alone. Since that realization, Daisuke's learned minimal Projectile Taijustu and even less Unarmed Taijustu, as he'd learn all that in the academy.
Age: 8
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Daisuke's an average boy at 4'5" and about 63 pounds, and his brown hair's been done into short dreadlocks that brush his shoulders. His oval, childish face feature large brown eyes, slightly chubby cheeks, slightly thick lips (which were usually forming a smile), and a light spattering of freckles over a small nose. Currently free of tattoos or the like (though he jokes to his friends that he's going to get one soon enough), his skin is the color of light caramel, so most of his body hair naturally blends with his skin. His body's lost a lot of fat from his early childhood, and was now replaced with lean muscle, mainly due to his extensive, high-intensity (to him, anyway) activities outside with friends. His usual attire consists of a white hoodie, a purple, long-sleeved wool shirt (another wool shirt underneath, white), a pair of dark green pants with pouches galore (a pair of wool leggings underneath), a dog-tag necklace with his date of birth and full name, and black running shoes (he finds any other type of shoe uncomfortable).
Mental Description: Daisuke is a kid in nearly every sense of the word. He's very carefree and friendly, and seems to find the good in everyone. He's got a lot of goals and aspirations, and has a considerable amount of achievements (to him and his friends), so one could say he's very goal-orientated. Comedic to a fault, he seems to find time to make a joke at everything, though very rarely at anyone's expense. The worst time's are when he's supposed to be silent, because then pretty much everything becomes funny if not hilarious. Something as small as a bug landing on his hand could cause his brain to come up with various, super unrealistic scenarios that could make him giggle uncontrollably. It's very rare that he's serious, but when he is, there's usually something very wrong. Such as one trying to hurt a friend, and he has a lot of friends.
History: Daisuke hasn't had much tragedy in his life, nor much of anything wrong. He lived with his father and never knew his mother; she died when he wasn't yet aware of himself. Sure, he knew there was something wrong, but his young mind couldn't process it well. His father fell into a short depression, and pretty much ignored Daisuke all together, until his son had gotten into his Shinobi gear and was playing with knives. Realizing the toddler could've been seriously injured, Daisuke's papa quickly returned to his old, joking self, promising his wife that he wouldn't let anything happen to their child and that he'd watch him grow to become a powerful Shinobi.
Soon after becoming a much better father after his depressive state, Daisuke's papa allowed the youngster to play with his kunai and shurikens, though he watched very closely. When Daisuke got older and his other friends had began showing small signs of Chakra control while he hadn't, his father figured Daisuke was much like him: he had always been pretty bad at controlling his Chakra for a large portion of his life and had only gotten as good as he had with constant practice. He was going to start helping his son, but soon realized that what his son might master relatively easily (possibly) was projectile Taijustu, since when he was a babe walking about the house, he'd always want to play with the weapons which were meant to be thrown, and left everything else alone. Since that realization, Daisuke's learned minimal Projectile Taijustu and even less Unarmed Taijustu, as he'd learn all that in the academy.
