Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin:OCR Form said:Old Character Name:
Moyasu Yukarei
Old Village/Missing:
Stone
OCR Type:
Returning from Inactivity
Last Known Where-abouts:
Somewhere in Stone.
Old IC Rank:
Stone ANBU
New Character Name:
Oozuma Yosuke
Preferred Username:
Yosuke
New Village/Missing:
Cloud
New BL/CA: Chakra Attuned
Custom Class:
Custom Class said:Code:[u]Infuriating Actuality[/u] [b]HP:[/b] (55+lvl) x stamina [b]CP:[/b] (56+lvl) x chakra control Class Bonus: Kinjutsu Option(To be app'd for) [i]High:[/i] None [i]Average:[/i] Melee Acc, Ninjutsu Acc, Evasion, Gen Save [i]Low:[/i] Ranged Acc, Gen DC
Main Branch
IC Rank:
Chuunin
Character Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Sex:
...Male Again..?
Character's Physical Description:
Standing at the quite average height of 6'1, Yosuke boasts a standard amount of muscle mass. Lithe would probably be the proper word to describe exactly how he stands in comparison to the usual person and wiry would also fit the bill should one go with a different adjective. A favorable color of fair skin, a brush of alizarin crimson colored hair and a ruddy shade of auburn colored eyes will greet the world in all of his splendor, or something like that.
Character's Mental Description:
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with him in the mental aspect aside from the average. Then again, who could take a life and still be completely sane on how they go about their lives? From children they were bred to become the machines they are today. It was bound to happen that one or two of them would develop an emotion or two, or three and in turn actually feel a small amount of remorse for it. Or adoration and fulfillment.
Multiple Personality Application:
N/A
Character History:
Born into a Shinobi family his birth and growth were shadows. Perhaps to the entirety of the world he had no name, he had no identity. To the life that he lived he held no purpose, aside from honing lessons. In the aging that follows his lifespan Yosuke can remember his earliest memory being himself facing a door. And through that door on the otherside of those hinges were two people who seemed to be stuck in what seemed to be a dance of sorts. A strong, powerful dance where sweat and fortitude filled the air. Willpowers clashed and techniques were put on the cutting board to be dissected and inspected.
Yes. From his earliest convenience the non-existent child was exposed to the training of his families Shinobi Arts. They were not widely known and perhaps this was why? Kata's and techniques, theory-craft and factitious opinions enforced upon him. Of course as all mothers and fathers they gave him a choice. Nothing so sweet and innocent like a yes or a no. One does not gain access to these techniques and ideas and merely choose not to follow the bloody path they have been built upon.
Learn or Forget.
No life or death choice in the matter. His family wasn't so cold hearted. But to forget was to forget who you were, to forsake your origin. To completely erase all that you came to know about the people you came to love. And in the end? He could not do that. So he learned, learned and trained and became as they were. And as a growing young man with such a definitive virility about him, he came to graduate and exceed the first tier of 'ninja' as they so eloquently branded their titles.
From a student to a Genin.
From that point it was the idea to figure out who he was in this life. By then he had already taken a life, multiple in fact. Nothing humanoid or of the homo-sapien genus. But animals. Yes, a life held value to him but not enough to allow his own to be snuffed out by the likes of another. Yosuke doesn't ever recall being so sappy. Still. In the Cloud Village they prided themselves on being tough, being capable and all around being willing. Time waited for no one and success held no qualms with leaving anyone behind either.
So he exceeded that much just as well. Beyond and further to the next level. Missions were tougher, sure. Required more out of him but then again what was to be expected? Chuunin wasn't such a snazzy road as it was dolled up to be. More pay, more work. But he enjoyed that kind of thing. And it has carried him and his ambitions all the way til this day. Molded from a child into a capable Shinobi.
Clan Request:Zero Hour.
Time seems to stop in his heart because he just cannot see. His vision is obscured by what appeared to be some sort of offending cloth or something similar. He had no idea where he was and all that was clear was that the sounds of the forest was as clear as a mirror to him. He could hear the forest-dwellers howling and chittering about with their usual excitement but never had he been so...close. So openly out in nature on this sort of thrill. His chest pang deeply for the moment and the dull sound of his heart thumping throbbed painfully in his ear drums.
Contrary to believe though this was not the reason his heart had stopped. No, the panging was because he could hear the sounds of -them-. Of his captors. Their footsteps crunched lightly on the foliage of the surrounding dew coated grass and he proposed to himself that standing absolutely still wasn't the best option. So he shimmies. Shimmies himself right on onto his knees so that he could get a proper good feel. Yes. This was what his situation meant. He had to do it alone, he had no one to help. And they would more than likely render him incapacitated if he didn't bother to -move- in some way, shape or fashion! So his mind speaks and his heart calls out through all of that welling up.
You've done this before...
It says.
It'll be easier this time. Just. . . relax, focus. . .
So he does. And through that, just as he had been before. The energy begins to mold and meld together. His life force and his vital spirit begins to mingle and mix betwixt one another and they form to coagulate the proper thin sheen of film that masks his presence in all of its overtly intrusive glory. Yosuke permeates chakra like a sponge soaking up any sort of liquid and he knows that, through this, he has earned himself yet another small length of time. The footsteps quiet and that pounding in his stomach and rib-cage fades slowly.
They are pleased.
''Well done, son. You would do well to call upon your chakra as often as you can. It can, and will tell you things unlike anything your eyes could see. You will soon find yourself quiet capable of using it as a tool instead of as a supplement. Now, this time? You will use it to loosen the cloths holding you bound. You have one hour or shuriken will cut it for you.''
Ruthless.
N/A
Death/Retirement Thread:
N/A
Old Profile:
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=613&t=41562
Old Training:
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=630&t=41728
Old Dojo:
http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?f=628&t=41727
Special Usergroups:
The Basic Degree
Old Stats:
Agility: 600 / 600
Stamina: 600 / 600
Ninjutsu: 600 / 600
Taijutsu: 600/ 600
Genjutsu: 600 / 600
Chakra Control: 600 / 600
Old OOC Rank:
S Rank - ANBU
Stat Cut:
None I don't think
New Stats:
Agility: 600 / 600
Stamina: 600 / 600
Ninjutsu: 600 / 600
Taijutsu: 600/ 600
Genjutsu: 600 / 600
Chakra Control: 600 / 600
New OOC Rank:
S - Rank Main Branch Chuunin
Justu Mastery Swaps:
Name of any Contract you currently own:Storm Bolt >Transformation
Thunder Fist>Body Switch
Thunder Clap>Combination Transformation
Electroshock>Crystal Eye
Electrocution>Cancle
Zeus Flash>Spirit Lantern
Lightning Torrent>Contract Summoning
Thunder Struck>Jutsu Sealing
Volt Charge>Stunt Double
Gigavolt Cannon>Elemental Clone
Chidori>Shadow Shuriken Replication
Raijin's Vengeance>Gate of Enma
Chidori Control>Stardust Nova
Thunderdome>One Elemental Sealing
I'm keeping all water jutsu I had prior, they are listed on my shelf.
N/A
Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own:
N/A
Name of Kinjutsu you own:
Jinchuuriki
Still actively roleplaying in any other threads?
N/A
What is Limbo Training?
N/A