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Name/Alias'
Saigo Rippuru, or Rip
Rank
Academy Student
Age
13
Gender
Male
Physical Description
Stature: A cropped, auburn head of hair stands out from Rippuru's cream-coloured skin. Though his facial features are rather angular-high cheekbones, a rather elongated, sharp chin-the rest of his body is more compact and muscular, which again, contrasts to his gangly, almost lanky, extremities and according height. Adding to his already auspicious looks, a series of tribal tattoos adorns the back of his fingers, meeting up in a bold, black spiral; continuing the pattern in a straight line on either side of the radial, the two bars meet in the center of his palm, creating an infinity symbol that connects the entire mass of ink together. The final oddity are his eyes: the left a vivid gold, whilst his right constantly changes colours: almost as if a kaleidoscope was lazily drifting through his iris whenever it deemed it convenient to do so.
Apparel: He usually wears a pair of loose grey slacks that hang closely on his waist, ending in a pair of light, similarly-coloured running shoes. Especially fond of V-necks, he always wears one (usually a dark grey or green) beneath his light red zip-up hoodie; a plethora of primal-looking bracelets trailing fangs, feathers, and the like jangle up his left arm to a bit past his elbow, though never look too bulky or out of place, even underneath the layers of his clothing
Apparel: He usually wears a pair of loose grey slacks that hang closely on his waist, ending in a pair of light, similarly-coloured running shoes. Especially fond of V-necks, he always wears one (usually a dark grey or green) beneath his light red zip-up hoodie; a plethora of primal-looking bracelets trailing fangs, feathers, and the like jangle up his left arm to a bit past his elbow, though never look too bulky or out of place, even underneath the layers of his clothing
Personality
Though a bit timid by nature, he is quite sociable and will go out on a limb to help another he barely knows-just to gain their trust. Once he's comfortable with someone, (which usually doesn't take too long) he can become incredibly extroverted, even though he can still be quite ponderous at times. Happy-go-lucky by nature, it takes a lot to get him down, but he always bounces back, eager to jump back into the fray of his life.
History
His family name literally meaning "the last", Rippuru was the sixth child born out of five. He was born after a twin brother, who died several minutes after his mother gave birth to them-her life giving out with her child's. His father, an upstanding member of their small town on the outskirts of the Land of Grass, was a gracious and patient man, always caring for all of his children, despite being the only parental figure in the household. On the outside, it looked to the community like everything was fine with the Saigo family, and for the most part, it was. However, even the most cultured persons have their...tendencies.
His father, hiding a secret obsession, began to spend hours in their cellar, during which the shutters of the house would shake, low moans, and even several screams could be heard once the parent had descended the stairs. Though disciplined thoroughly to never enter the cellar, Rippuru's curiosity got the best of him and he picked the complex lock that led down into the dark, musty hole.
Peeking around the corner of the stairwell, he was able to decipher his father sitting inside some sort of circle, communing with...nothing? As Rippuru peered closer, he noticed a faint outline and a soft, keening sound that chilled him to the core. Standing-or, rather, hovering-was a sort of spectre, seemingly conversing with his father in that eerie language that grew louder as the youngest Saigo crept closer to where his father sat.
"Dad? What are you doing?" Incredulity infused with not a little revulsion had crept into his voice.
His father, hearing his son's voice, instantly turned around, panic evident upon his face. Simultaneously, the wraith snapped its head upright and stared directly at Rippuru. For one second, time stood still. Then, with a terrible shrieking, the spirit plunged towards Rippuru, ghastly claws outstretched to snare him. His father, acting swiftly, threw an odd, spiral-inscribed shaped stone into the air and rapidly signed a cascade of hand-signs, ending with a barked word that Rippuru couldn't make out.
And suddenly, without so much as a sound or a flash of light, the spectre and his father were gone-along with the house and everything inside of it, almost as if the house and the memories within had never existed at all. Though he looked for hours, screaming and calling his family, asking the other villagers, even looking for tracks in the nearby woods, he only found two clues to his family's bizarre disappearance. The first was the stone that he had seen his father use in his last moments; the second being that his eyes had changed from a deep, emerald green to a pair of outlandish optical freaks of nature.
Without answers, and without the knowledge to understand the events that had transpired, Rippuru began his long journey to the Village Hidden in the Clouds, where he had heard that even the most mystical things could be explained...if one had the will to seek them out.
His father, hiding a secret obsession, began to spend hours in their cellar, during which the shutters of the house would shake, low moans, and even several screams could be heard once the parent had descended the stairs. Though disciplined thoroughly to never enter the cellar, Rippuru's curiosity got the best of him and he picked the complex lock that led down into the dark, musty hole.
Peeking around the corner of the stairwell, he was able to decipher his father sitting inside some sort of circle, communing with...nothing? As Rippuru peered closer, he noticed a faint outline and a soft, keening sound that chilled him to the core. Standing-or, rather, hovering-was a sort of spectre, seemingly conversing with his father in that eerie language that grew louder as the youngest Saigo crept closer to where his father sat.
"Dad? What are you doing?" Incredulity infused with not a little revulsion had crept into his voice.
His father, hearing his son's voice, instantly turned around, panic evident upon his face. Simultaneously, the wraith snapped its head upright and stared directly at Rippuru. For one second, time stood still. Then, with a terrible shrieking, the spirit plunged towards Rippuru, ghastly claws outstretched to snare him. His father, acting swiftly, threw an odd, spiral-inscribed shaped stone into the air and rapidly signed a cascade of hand-signs, ending with a barked word that Rippuru couldn't make out.
And suddenly, without so much as a sound or a flash of light, the spectre and his father were gone-along with the house and everything inside of it, almost as if the house and the memories within had never existed at all. Though he looked for hours, screaming and calling his family, asking the other villagers, even looking for tracks in the nearby woods, he only found two clues to his family's bizarre disappearance. The first was the stone that he had seen his father use in his last moments; the second being that his eyes had changed from a deep, emerald green to a pair of outlandish optical freaks of nature.
Without answers, and without the knowledge to understand the events that had transpired, Rippuru began his long journey to the Village Hidden in the Clouds, where he had heard that even the most mystical things could be explained...if one had the will to seek them out.
Stats
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Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
Current Stats
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 49/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 50/50
PL: 114
Stamina: 49/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 50/50
PL: 114
Jutsu
Stone Bullet: Mastered
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