Name: Shashigwa Rekkuo (Shashigwa was the name given to him by the other orphans. Rekkuo has no what his original name was.)
Age: 11
Physical Description:
Rekkuo is a average height skinny boy, standing at 5'3 and weighing 80 lb, with bright red feathery hair. He has a pale white diamond shaped face with acorn shaped black markings underneath each of his hazel green eyes. He wears a simple white tea shirt, usually covered in dirt, and light black pants that end at cafs. His right pants leg is wrapped in white gauze mainly to hide the knife he keeps beneath. Both of his feet are also covered in guaze since he doesn't have any shoes. He also carries a baseball bat.
Mental Description:
Rekkuo is in almost all aspects a street punk, he's hot headed, stubborn and a lot of the time cruel, but he's loyal to his friends and lives by his own code. "Trust is given but loyalty is earned" is his code. He'd have no problem stabbing someone he didn't know in the back if it benefited him. Despite all his bad side's Rekkuo likes to have friends and when he feels they've earned his loyalty will go out of his way to appeal to them. His main aspirations are getting money and getting stronger. He isn't the kind of person to think about what's outside his own view, all he knows is what he wants and how to get it. While he isn't too smart academically Rekkuo is good at planning on his feet and a fast learner.
History:
Rekkuo was just another street orphan in crater city and just like all the other orphans he did what it took to survive. He stole food and sometimes jewelry off random strangers, and almost always got the crap beat out of him. Eventually Rekkuo got bigger and so he did what everyone always did to him and a lot of the same, he stole food and jewelry and he beat people up when they got in his way. Life was just like that in crater city, though every once in a while someone strong would wonder through.
"Hey you with the sword!"
"Hm?" The man in question turned to face young Rekkuo.
"You think you're tough or something? When I grow up I'm gonna be the toughest there is and that means I'll be stronger then you!" The boy barked while pointing a finger at the complete stranger.
"Well aren't you a fearless one." The stranger replied before shooing him off.
"Get lost kid, I'm trying to eat."
This was the first conversation between 9 year old Rekkuo and his master a Oda. Rekkuo wouldn't know it but he was actually part of the Nanjirou clan, which is probably why he was so enthralled by the man's sword. He followed the man every where, trying to steal the mans things, jump him, anything to get his attention. One day the swordsman had had enough and only wished to scare the boy. He chased Rekkuo down the street and into an ally. The boy had run into a dead end and was prepared to turn and fight back, but just as he did a sword pressed up against his neck.
"I've had enough kid. I don't know what you want from me but if you continue to be a bother to me I'll kill you. Got it." The man demanded with a cool calm face, like he wouldn't even care. But the swordsman couldn't hold that face as he starred into the boy's eyes filled with determination. Rekkuo wasn't scared, his hand was grabbing the blade and squeezing it.
"I had to see if you were strong. PLEASE, TEACH ME!" The boy shouted causing the stranger to feel a mixture of inspiration and meaning. The 2 became master and student, mainly practiced taijutsu and focused on the taijutsu technique "charge" while constantly honing his body. Rekkuo spent hours doing 100 handstand push ups, 100 hanging sit ups, 100 squat jumps and punching concrete walls for training. His training also consisted of meditating which he was surprisingly good at. Because Rekkuo's master was a swordsman the boy found himself a bat and would often try to mirror his master's techniques. Rekkuo was a different person while around his master, more calm and focused. Rekkuo trained from 5 months before his master said his good byes and the 2 bowed to each other. Rekkuo stayed behind as he knew nothing of life outside crater city but continued his training and made a vow to see his master again. Unfortunately while Rekkuo was now focused on his training he was still a demon deep down and now with a new found strength.
Equipment:
Old knife, baseball bat
Bloodline:
Nanjirou clan
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0%/50
Age: 11
Physical Description:
Rekkuo is a average height skinny boy, standing at 5'3 and weighing 80 lb, with bright red feathery hair. He has a pale white diamond shaped face with acorn shaped black markings underneath each of his hazel green eyes. He wears a simple white tea shirt, usually covered in dirt, and light black pants that end at cafs. His right pants leg is wrapped in white gauze mainly to hide the knife he keeps beneath. Both of his feet are also covered in guaze since he doesn't have any shoes. He also carries a baseball bat.
Mental Description:
Rekkuo is in almost all aspects a street punk, he's hot headed, stubborn and a lot of the time cruel, but he's loyal to his friends and lives by his own code. "Trust is given but loyalty is earned" is his code. He'd have no problem stabbing someone he didn't know in the back if it benefited him. Despite all his bad side's Rekkuo likes to have friends and when he feels they've earned his loyalty will go out of his way to appeal to them. His main aspirations are getting money and getting stronger. He isn't the kind of person to think about what's outside his own view, all he knows is what he wants and how to get it. While he isn't too smart academically Rekkuo is good at planning on his feet and a fast learner.
History:
Rekkuo was just another street orphan in crater city and just like all the other orphans he did what it took to survive. He stole food and sometimes jewelry off random strangers, and almost always got the crap beat out of him. Eventually Rekkuo got bigger and so he did what everyone always did to him and a lot of the same, he stole food and jewelry and he beat people up when they got in his way. Life was just like that in crater city, though every once in a while someone strong would wonder through.
"Hey you with the sword!"
"Hm?" The man in question turned to face young Rekkuo.
"You think you're tough or something? When I grow up I'm gonna be the toughest there is and that means I'll be stronger then you!" The boy barked while pointing a finger at the complete stranger.
"Well aren't you a fearless one." The stranger replied before shooing him off.
"Get lost kid, I'm trying to eat."
This was the first conversation between 9 year old Rekkuo and his master a Oda. Rekkuo wouldn't know it but he was actually part of the Nanjirou clan, which is probably why he was so enthralled by the man's sword. He followed the man every where, trying to steal the mans things, jump him, anything to get his attention. One day the swordsman had had enough and only wished to scare the boy. He chased Rekkuo down the street and into an ally. The boy had run into a dead end and was prepared to turn and fight back, but just as he did a sword pressed up against his neck.
"I've had enough kid. I don't know what you want from me but if you continue to be a bother to me I'll kill you. Got it." The man demanded with a cool calm face, like he wouldn't even care. But the swordsman couldn't hold that face as he starred into the boy's eyes filled with determination. Rekkuo wasn't scared, his hand was grabbing the blade and squeezing it.
"I had to see if you were strong. PLEASE, TEACH ME!" The boy shouted causing the stranger to feel a mixture of inspiration and meaning. The 2 became master and student, mainly practiced taijutsu and focused on the taijutsu technique "charge" while constantly honing his body. Rekkuo spent hours doing 100 handstand push ups, 100 hanging sit ups, 100 squat jumps and punching concrete walls for training. His training also consisted of meditating which he was surprisingly good at. Because Rekkuo's master was a swordsman the boy found himself a bat and would often try to mirror his master's techniques. Rekkuo was a different person while around his master, more calm and focused. Rekkuo trained from 5 months before his master said his good byes and the 2 bowed to each other. Rekkuo stayed behind as he knew nothing of life outside crater city but continued his training and made a vow to see his master again. Unfortunately while Rekkuo was now focused on his training he was still a demon deep down and now with a new found strength.
Equipment:
Old knife, baseball bat
Bloodline:
Nanjirou clan
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0%/50