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OOC Rank E
Power level: 1
Starting Stats:
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
+35 to Ninjutsu
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RP Training
Jutsus:
None
Power level: 1
Starting Stats:
Agility: 5/50
Stamina: 5/50
Taijutsu: 5/50
Ninjutsu: 5/50
Genjutsu: 5/50
Chakra Control: 0/50
+35 to Ninjutsu
290 words 1567 characters
Yaban Hito sighed, picking himself up off the ground, smacking the dust and dirt off of his pelts. The boy looked around, thinking of something to do. In the distance, he noticed the Colosseum, in all of its glory. Since he had come to the academy, he had wanted nothing but to become the best, the strongest.... Yaban stretched, popping his back, his legs, and arms. He had made up his mind; to see what the Colosseum was all about. To him, the world of fighting was natural - it had become his natural instinct to fight and hunt.
The boy, walking to the Colosseum, smirked to himself, hoping that he could get into some sort of trouble there. Maybe it be fighting, maybe it be to see some fights. He couldn't resist the urge to speed his walk into a jog, then a run, his pent up thirst for violence keeping his imagination running wild of the future promises and endeavors he could, and might face. Not too long, he came upon the gates of the giant stone building. He could smell the sweat, blood, and tears put into the monumental entertainment building - and he enjoyed it. Though but a boy, he had the bloodthirst of a wild animal - and it was leading him to his destiny.
As he saw the sign outside, Yaban Hito didn't pay much attention to it - it wasn't very important to him. He had no need to read. Before walking through the gates, the boy adjusted his sword, to better comfort his back, then adjusted his bear-pelt mask to cover his face. He was in his own little world, ready for some fun; and opened the gates and walked through - seeing the man before him.
The boy, walking to the Colosseum, smirked to himself, hoping that he could get into some sort of trouble there. Maybe it be fighting, maybe it be to see some fights. He couldn't resist the urge to speed his walk into a jog, then a run, his pent up thirst for violence keeping his imagination running wild of the future promises and endeavors he could, and might face. Not too long, he came upon the gates of the giant stone building. He could smell the sweat, blood, and tears put into the monumental entertainment building - and he enjoyed it. Though but a boy, he had the bloodthirst of a wild animal - and it was leading him to his destiny.
As he saw the sign outside, Yaban Hito didn't pay much attention to it - it wasn't very important to him. He had no need to read. Before walking through the gates, the boy adjusted his sword, to better comfort his back, then adjusted his bear-pelt mask to cover his face. He was in his own little world, ready for some fun; and opened the gates and walked through - seeing the man before him.
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Jutsus:
None
