[fontsize="24"]~Profile of The Will~[/fontsize]
[ p e r s o n a l - i n f o r m a t i o n ]:
Name: Yumoto Tamashii
Village of Origin: Iwagakure (via Arcadia)
Age: Twenty-Eight
Height: 6'0"
Gender: Male
Body Frame: Toned
Natural Hair Color: Midnight Sapphire
Natural Eye Color: Amber Gold
Alignment: Neutral Good.
Rank: Jounin/ANBU Capt.
Branch: Main Branch (Undercover ANBU)
Bloodline: 'Yukata' (Pyromaniac Core Ability)
Kinjutsu: Nothing.
Contract: Spider
Languages Spoken: Common, Bohemian, Ancient Kirigakurian
[ a p p e a r a n c e ]:
- Short Midnight Sapphire Hair neatly trimmed and well kept.
- His Attire changes from day to day but he favors a orange and black Kimono-esque top with black pants and tabi shoes.
- He wears a long silver chain around his neck with the emblem of the Yukata and Zamoto Symbols at the ends.
- Normally seen wearing glasses or with his face in a book of some sort.
[ p e r s o n a l i t y ]:
- Flexible - He has an ever changing mindset, not easily bendable but flexible with his beliefs and is willing to understand plausible logic.
- Smart - Or so he'd like to think, he's always trying to gain more knowledge, since his training with Souji and that entitlement of a neediness for an endless amount of opportunity that comes from an abundance of knowledge.
- Meticulous - More to the knowledge he feels like he needs, he's very specific about what he needs to know and see. He'll make note of many things that he needs and wants.
- Soft-Hearted - He is a kind boy who doesnt like getting into alot of confrontation, not to say that he will deter from it but it is the last thing he wants to do unless he's pushed to it.
[ o t h e r - i n f o r m a t i o n ]:
- Those around him might feel like time moves slower when he's around.
[ l i k e s & d i s l i k e s ]:
Likes:</FONTFACE>
- Spicy Foods.
- Water for said spicy foods. . .
- Spiders
- Books
- Details!
Dislikes:
- Green Hair.
- Overly Tall people. (Ranging from 6'7" and up)
- Hachimon Gates.
- Sand. (not the country but sand. . . and only when its in his eyes. . . he loves the beach. . .)
[ h i s t o r y ]:
[fontsize="11"]Born into a family of Arcadians, the day this boy was born he was immediately deemed 'different' being that his father was Big, large and had completely blue skin. And his mother was a normal human being with black hair. . . but how Tama came out originally, was blue skinned but skinny. From there, over the course of months, the boy would shift. . . and there was something odd about him, it was as if pocket dimensions would open around him, for periods of time he would phase out and become slightly ethereal. No one really knew what to take it for but he was never seen by a doctor, simply a shaman. Who only blessed the boy and came once a week to check on him.
Hence forth he lived a meager life. Surrounded by Yukata and Zamoto, he favored his Yukata lineage with a passive amount of utilization of Water due to his adept nature to it. Tama, from an early age was brilliant. Not just your 'average' student, he was above the grain. He got perfection. Though to anyone who truly understood the perception that Tama held around him at all times, it was something that he could not have denied, simply time was bent to his will. . .
He spent alot of time training with Souji honing his abilities in the schools, along with his big brother 'Big Blue' he'd figure out even how to step indirectly out of time. To allow Genjutsu to phase him not, and to weave his way through timely attacks. It was all in the mind. The power of the Mind of the body was crucial to perfecting Tamashii's personal style of jutsu weaving. He had created internal floods, something to pay homage to his family. Both sides coming together. . . The Mental Prowess of the Yukata and the Staggering Prowess of Water Bending to the Zamoto. There was a few things that could be found with this though he had the genius adaptation to battle situations because of his 'God' given powers. The Old God's blessing him with his abilities of depth perception as well as manipulation of a time field within a certain range around him.
It wasn't hard for him to pass into the ranks of Guardian as his life seemed to be anchored to the ways of protection and towards the life that he wanted. He didn't care much for the politics but it was imperative that he was at least versed in the ways of the country on a level of national security. He loved alot of the things that he was given. . . but he enjoyed also something well earned. Which brought him to one day in his mid teens to a time where he was standing on the outskirts of the Concrete Jungle he would manage to fix his training to a point where he worked alone. On a mission, of course, he stopped for a drink, the training he'd managed the day before seemed to have taken a toll on him, he was still regaining chakra from the time before this. Though he was resourceful and his abilities remained adaptable to the situations he found himself in.
On this day in particularly, he found himself with outside an operation that he was scoping out. They had stolen some jewels from one of the 'Tenement' residents. It was a low profile scoring mission as a Guardian, but the fact that he was a Guardian did not matter today, he was on the verge of finding out if this was linked to a recent murderer that had been killing travelers and taking their belongings. He was just scouting it though, he wasnt to engage if he could manage. Hell the kid was only Eighteen, but he'd proven himself able to do such things from the age of sixteen. It wasnt farfetched for him to be apart of this. Either way, as he did this, there would be a vastly growing amount of Reptiles appearing on the ledges. Or at least to what he would notice. He was very detail oriented, he managed to catch many things the first time that many people wouldnt catch. Either way~, he'd slowly descend from his perch high above the encampment he found. . .
"Hm, take in the scenario. . . Play out the situation. . . Calculate. Execute.", he'd mutter to himself as he nodded and stepped out of the time line. His body becoming whispy with chakra energy. A white mist being shifted from his skin as he would be able to re-appear not far from the place this time on the ground level. If he could prove that they were killing innocent travelers then there would be some evidence nearby.
Taking an oil flask from his pouch, and giving a small smile, he'd turn to see the only people from this encampment, sitting nearby a fire. They were talking, nonsense, so it was not applicable to necessarily repeat their words, but Tama found it necessary to analyze their attire, faces, and other such things, it was going to be enough. . . though making little noise he made his way to the tent and spotting the jewelry in the bag, along with alot more things. Infected with the smell of blood.
'There are two culprits. . .', Tama then turned to them, with them still not being able to see him but his chakra was still unstable so after a moment he would reappear without even wanting to. He'd gotten too close, but Tama didnt stand for the killing of innocents either. . . so what did he do? Tama drew his sword and the shine would brightly channel in this evening atmosphere. Though, the two men did not care, they looked at him and simply laughed and turned back to one another. Which would make Tama ultimately rush in and slash into them. . . but before he knew it. . . he would find himself with a sword in his chest. His eyes opening, and he'd look up as Tama would look to the men and see that they were Uchiha. . . with lizards on both of their shoulders respectively.
And with that, Tama would smile brightly, he knew where he'd messed up, and before anyone knew it. Everything reversed to the point before he turned the corner to see any reptiles. Smirking, he'd nod he now knew all the information he needed. . . thus he was able to call for back-up, and with all the details he had. He was able to give an accurate assessment to their abilities, clothing, even their abilities to summon animals. . . or at the very least use them.
Once he returned home, he noticed a small arachnid on his wrist, "I watched you back there. . .", she spoke out to him, a voice he wasnt expecting, a spider. . . talking? Was he still under Genjutsu? No. . . his chakra hadn't shifted. Oh well. . . it was definitely something but nothing as like Souji did with his snakes or birds. So it wasn't 'unbelievable' at the very least, but the one detail that Tama never got. . . was that how did this spider get on him. He didnt even sense the chakra of the being until he heard it speak, ". . .You might fit in nicely with some beings I know. . . Up for an extended mission?", ". . .Sure. . . If I say no you might bite me and I'll be paralyzed for hours.", "You know what type of spider I am?!", she'd chime out.
"I'm aware of things I've read about spiders that look like you with the three red spots on your back and the one white one on your bottom.", he'd nod proudly before continuing, "I'm Yumoto Tama-Shii. . . Call me Tama. . . and you are?", and that scene would end accordingly. Thuse beginning a very detailed relationship between Tama and his spider-lings. Though, reversing time a bit. . .
This was a bit after his Guardianship. Around the time Souji became an Advanced Guardian Tama was beginning to become a Candidate and such, taking his test under the instruction of Souji, 'Big Blue' and Various Shaman. To help him utilize his abilities for the Guardians and the village better. He might have the power to reverse detrimental attacks against the village if things came to it. He had to work on his chakra. . . else something on a mass effect would kill him. . . so it took him a few years. . . but he was able to expand his radius to around fifty feet in all directions.
It was a wide range, but to help the entire village would destroy him at this point. . . so as he took his tests, they allowed him to take candidacy and Guardianship weeks apart from one another because of his growth. . . Once the Sennin signed the papers it would be done. His loyalties to Iwagakure would be signed in Blood and Stone. From dedication and such. Maybe, maybe it would be fair. Though, from there it was amazingly tough for him to move up. . . he took on missions and tackled many things Souji had done previously. Though nothing to the same extent. And here it was. . . the beginning of his story. . . Zamoto Tama. . . There were many mysteries about him that had not be discovered just yet. Many more things that he wanted to figure out about himself. With the meticulous nature that he had and with the detailed artistry of the Spider he would not have much to worry about. . . Right?
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Or so he would have liked it to end. With the fall of the infrastructure of Stone for a period of time. He would gain some of the ample ability to the core things of Stone. Its rich history. Rich devotion to the ideals he'd been brought up on, Tama would sit in the desolate former lands of Arcadia. Reading and devoting his time to his training with His Elder Cousin Souji and his son... also Big Blue was there. There he would find himself digging deeper into this religion of the cloth. Voices within his head caused him to find a wonder of the future, and a reason for being who he was... So for some time Tama would study. . . helping Souji and Big Blue Train the small boy in the old ways. Teaching him the differences of life itself the way Iwagakure had raised them all. Guardianship. A notion that Tama personally hated. Even the fact of his ANBU side wearing the mask to hide his face. Tossing it aside he would figure as he left his post as the Sennin, he would also have left his position as an ANBU or Guardian or whatever had become of the branch after he left... shortly after Megami gave him the power... Yeah he kinda flopped on that...
Even with that Tama trained for years until finally he decided it was time to finish what he'd started. So with that, he cut his long sapphire locks. Cleaned the Scars on his face and began heading back into the village. Registering himself as a Main Branch Warrior. With a Journeyman mission listed to his name. Diplomatics and such. His skills in ANBU granted him Jounin rank. Which... an honor but he took it with a grain of salt. His mission was to. . . begin his work. He had alot of time to catch up on. And with the power of the contract he'd signed a long while back he'd be a step closer to becoming the man he wanted to be.
He was on a search first for his Cousin Oyochi. . . And after that, to gain the intel and become one of the most knowledgeable shinobi in the known world. With his prowess in the workings of the mind... and a way to channel that style of jutsu into a more potent way of casting it. A more Cadenced way of doing things. But with the mere ability to channel it through his vocal cords. It was something he never knew he could do but the way Souji explained it to him helped make some sense. 'While your mother was a Yukata, there is no telling who your father was... but he was apart of a clan... just not much note of who they were...' So maybe it was something dormant in his blood he finally tapped into after so much work with Genjutsu. [/fontsize]
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