Old Character: Keita
Old Village: Stone
OCR Type:
Last Known Whereabouts: Stoneland
Old Rank: Med Sennin
New Name: Isaki Karurosu
Username: Karurosu
Village: Missing - Mercenary
BL/CA: Ghost Walker
Branch: Merc. Former-mednin.
IC Rank: Merc. Former Sennin.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Description: (old one. will revamp this section after approval)
Mental Desciption:
History: (old one.)
Old Stuff:
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=559&t=11465 - profile
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=561&t=11916 - training
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=560&t=11462 - dojo
Special Usergroups:
Plot, Contract, Dev, Advert
Old Stats:
Stamina: 525 / 525
Agility: 400 / 525
Ninjutsu: 374 / 525
Genjutsu: 525 / 525
Taijutsu: 373 / 525
Chakra Control: 525 / 525
Advanced Points: 75
Old OOC Rank: A, technically.
Stat Cut - None.
[n]New Stats:[/b]
Stamina: 525 / 525
Agility: 400 / 525
Ninjutsu: 400 / 525
Genjutsu: 525 / 525
Taijutsu: 347 / 525
CC: 525 / 525
Advanced Points: 75
Contracts: No
Cursed Seal: Karu has a Hell Seal - R2, papertrail is in Mist's archives
Kinjutsu: No
Actively RPing: No
Old Village: Stone
OCR Type:
Last Known Whereabouts: Stoneland
Old Rank: Med Sennin
New Name: Isaki Karurosu
Username: Karurosu
Village: Missing - Mercenary
BL/CA: Ghost Walker
What was a day anymore? Each second felt like its own hellish eternity; if Hoshikata's claimed experience with the Deep One, which gave him his new powers and divine insanity, were true, even an experience in the dead god's hell could not compare to -- gods, how long had it been? Uniform dim grey covered the ground and sky, giving no indication of how time passed nor of where the horizon was. One might as well have been trapped underground for all the help it was. Months of this -- years? It couldn't have been. -- molded the dying Isaki. When was the last time he had even moved? The wind and rain and ice bit too deeply without any kind of protections. It was only though his inaction that he was still alive -- and even that was questionable. His life was ending, and ending rapidly; hours, even days, slip by with the sweet embrace sleep offered and any consciousness the former-Sennin had was used in effort to find sleep again. The darkness shut eyes had offered bliss to those who were soon to die. It was rare for him to open his eyes; the bleakness of this new world, of his deathbed, was troubling. Would it not be better to die in comfort? To curl into a ball from the effects of hypothermia until you gasp away your final breath as your body's temperature falls too low to return to homeostasis?
It was some noise that made him finally open his eyes to this world again. Some kind of mix between a blood-curdling screech and a growl. It was a worrying noise, a confusing noise. How could anything manage to survive in this frozen pit of hell? Three figures not but a small number of yards stood, watching him. They towered high from where the boy laid. Their skin leathered and pulled to the bone, as though there were no muscle underneath. Their faces likewise. Nothing but skin covered underneath the imprint of a face. Similar to the spirits his brother had conjured that one day at the manse. How? Was he here? The young Isaki's eyes were trained onto the three spirits as they were onto him. They did nothing; he was incapable of doing anything. And then they just vanished.
Was it the spirits of the old Isaki? It couldn't be; they were all destroyed with the Deep One. What had Karurosu seen?
It was some noise that made him finally open his eyes to this world again. Some kind of mix between a blood-curdling screech and a growl. It was a worrying noise, a confusing noise. How could anything manage to survive in this frozen pit of hell? Three figures not but a small number of yards stood, watching him. They towered high from where the boy laid. Their skin leathered and pulled to the bone, as though there were no muscle underneath. Their faces likewise. Nothing but skin covered underneath the imprint of a face. Similar to the spirits his brother had conjured that one day at the manse. How? Was he here? The young Isaki's eyes were trained onto the three spirits as they were onto him. They did nothing; he was incapable of doing anything. And then they just vanished.
Was it the spirits of the old Isaki? It couldn't be; they were all destroyed with the Deep One. What had Karurosu seen?
Alive?
HP: 50
CP: 40
Bonus: +3 Gen DC
High: Gen DC
Average: Evasion, Gen Save, Nin Acc, Melee Acc
Low: Ranged Acc, Puppet Acc
Branch: Merc. Former-mednin.
IC Rank: Merc. Former Sennin.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Physical Description: (old one. will revamp this section after approval)
Karurosu can typically be found in the more social hubs of Kirikagure. There he is clad in whatever new fashion, namely suits when not on other business, is available and suits him well. When possible, he arms himself in darker, more solid colours, such as azure blue or blood red along with the common standard black suit.
His hair, a dark brown, nearly appears red in strong sunlight. His hair falls mostly down the back of his head, with few parts covering his face, mismatching the colour of his grey eyes, causing them to darker. Karurosu's skin tone, a very light beach tone, only seeming pale in thick mists. His stature is around 120 pounds in weight for a juvenile 5'4" height; he is quite often mistaken for being around the age of a child in their final years of primary school.
During a fight with his brother at the Isaki Mansion, Karurosu received a large scar which extends the entire length of torso on the right side from a large fireball Hoshikata fired at him. The scar in not visible unless the boy isn't wearing a shirt for whatever reason, though signs of the scar are noticeable from the boy acting as though his is in pain from time to time while doing common activities.
Mental Desciption:
Sane enough. Currently suffering from something close to PTSD and is trapped in Kiri.
History: (old one.)
Isaki Karurosu was quietly brought into the world, the second son of the Isaki clan's former head. As a child, he was raised by parties and over-heard lectures and sermons; he was given second best as the younger of siblings.
Karurosu looked to the others for advice, even when he ignored: every comment, idea, or light conversation within earshot was absorbed. Within the clan house, in-numerous texts -- with ranging levels of comprehension -- was read and nearly memorized. As such, the boy received a fair enough education without having to mingle with those, as the boy heard, whom were beneath them.
His parents did, however, give Karurosu a role for his life. No, it was not to one day lead the clan to greatness. It was to become a shinobi -- the Isaki's next economic stake. The parents believed that by gracing Kirikagure's forces with a member of the Isaki, that Karurosu may rise high enough in the forces to increase the clan's power even more.
As such, Karurosu entered the Academy at the age of twelve. Karurosu didn't have time to really excel in any subject, as being near the age of graduation, he was rushed through classes. The boy did, however, find extreme fascination with the concept of genjutsu. The idea of being able to manipulate the senses of those around you seemed arcane, nearly divine if used right.
Due to being rushed through his training, the boy had received the most rudimentary of an education. Even his success in the Genin exam was by luck -- due to the proctor's overlooking of some aspect.
As a Genin, Karurosu rebuilt ties within the Isaki, becoming a little more known, and finding a few missions through some people he met though the social gatherings he was obligated to join.
Karurosu's relationship with his brother was in-existent at best. The boy knew he had a brother, and that he was the current head of the Isaki clan, however, beyond that there was nothing. Karurosu was meant to serve this man, the representation of the boy's family, and increase his power, no more.
The boy's relationship became odd after a meeting with his brother in the middle of his career as a genin when the boy came as per an order to meet with his brother at the family mansion. At Karurosu's arrival to the meeting, Hoshikata began to attack the boy in heated anger due to the discovery of the boy possessing a blade with religious relevance to the Deep One. In the end, the boy survived the onslaught with only a scar on his side from a burn and was permitted to keep the blade.
Karurosu rose in the ranks quickly, eventually becoming Kirigakure's final medical sennin. Upon his return from a trip to Kumogakure -- where he met his brother again and eventually killed Daiki Hoshi -- Kirigakure froze over into a winter wasteland.
Old Stuff:
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=559&t=11465 - profile
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=561&t=11916 - training
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=560&t=11462 - dojo
Special Usergroups:
Plot, Contract, Dev, Advert
Old Stats:
Stamina: 525 / 525
Agility: 400 / 525
Ninjutsu: 374 / 525
Genjutsu: 525 / 525
Taijutsu: 373 / 525
Chakra Control: 525 / 525
Advanced Points: 75
Old OOC Rank: A, technically.
Stat Cut - None.
[n]New Stats:[/b]
Stamina: 525 / 525
Agility: 400 / 525
Ninjutsu: 400 / 525
Genjutsu: 525 / 525
Taijutsu: 347 / 525
CC: 525 / 525
Advanced Points: 75
Contracts: No
Cursed Seal: Karu has a Hell Seal - R2, papertrail is in Mist's archives
Kinjutsu: No
Actively RPing: No