Post by ! Kinshu ! on Jun 14, 2009 10:53:34 GMT -5
[/center]Everything Has Fallen To Peices
on the ground i lie motionless in pain
Is it any wonder why I'm scared?
Young And Hostile But Not Stupid
can you feel it crush you does it seem to bring the worst of you out
Name: Kon'd or Kinshu.
Age: Seventeen at the moment.
Contact: PM.
Rp Experience: 'Bout six years now.
Where'd you find us? Proboards.Support
Other characters: None yet.
Feeling like the walls are growing stronger...
We Really Need To See This Through
i will not die i will not die i will survive[/center]
Name: Imono, Kinshu.
Alias: Silver Fang.
Age: Nineteen.
Gender: Male.
Rank: Jounin.
I don't know if this cage can hold me any longer.
Let This Train Wreck Burn More Slowly
do they complicate you because they make you feel like this[/center]
Height: Six foot-one.
Weight: One-hundred fifty-six lbs.
Tattoos and piercings: Tattoo of Temperance located on the back of his left forearm.
Appearance::
The Body: Kinshu has a rather lanky body-type. Though that doesn't mean he isn't fit. He may be lanky, but he's also fairly tone. Kinshu is pale, pretty darn pale; due to the constant travels in dark places his tan faded away. His ice-gray eyes come out to an sky blue through his blue glasses. His hair falls to about shoulder length. For the most part it's as white as a blank sheet of paper, though his bangs become blue about halfway down.
On the inside of Kinshu's left forearm, just below his elbow, is a tattoo of "Temperance". Marking Kinshu's position in the Teishuku no Kenpei.
The Clothing: Ninety-nine percent of the time Kinshu will be wearing his normal attire; his white jacket with a white fur collar, which carries the sign for Temperance in gold on the back. The sleeves are extermly long and most times are rolled up about an inch-and-a-half and held with a botton; both hands are usually covered. The jacket also sports a small, zipper pocket on the right side of his chest.
White pants that are a little looser then necessary, they have various pockets running down to about a fourth of the way down his thighs; these pockets are gray and outlined with a silver fabric. These pockets aren't deep, each one smaller than the one before. These pockets are usually empty, save for one that hold Kinshu's "smokes".
Kinshu sports a dark gray Tee-shirt under his jacket. It's tight-fitting and plain. Around his neck Kinshu always keeps two necklaces. The first consists of a worn, dark leather strap and a strip of iron. The iron strip is thin and imbedded with chakra so that you cannot bend it with your fingers. It was a gift from one of the rouge; a present to symbolize the iron points in Kinshu's personality and abilities. The second necklace is made up of a thin chain holding three diamonds. A gift from his parents for luck on his travels.
You never dreamed you'd have to live you live to guarded
We Never Wanted To Be Abused
ill wait here for you in my time of dying[/center]
Likes:
- Smoking.
- Doing things his own way.
- Helping.
- Protecting the weak(er).
- Taking his time.
Dislikes:
- Idiots.
- Being told how to do something.
- People picking on others.
- People taking, doing, ect. more then they need.
- Nothing to do.
Habits: Smoking.
Fears: Death. Being controlled. Tight spaces.
Personality: Kinshu is a very laid back person. He is more than willing do sit back, smoke, and play cards all day. Though, if he lacks something to do, smoking not included, Kinshu can become very annoyed and short tempered.
He tends to be individualistic and reliable. He enjoys doing things his own way; give him a order and he'll see that it's done, though it's likely it won't be done the way you expect it to be. Telling Kinshu how to do something is just asking for trouble. Depending on the person, that is. He'll argue over the way things should be done with all but one person.
Kinshu has a sort of maternal instinct. He's always playing the role of the big brother, no matter what his mood, or to who. The urge to help is, in fact, so over whelming that Kinshu will drop everything and risk his life to help a stranger.
It's also notable how stubborn Kinshu is. Very, very stubborn in most cases... Once again, there's a one person exception.
Kinshu's angery side isn't very pleasent. It comes in several degrees. The less angry he is the louder he is. The louder he is, the less Kinshu focuses. But if you piss him off enough, Kinshu becomes very silent. Very reserved. And deathly calculating.
Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded
We'll Never Give Up, It's No Use
but dont you ever turn away from the ones that help you down[/center]
Fighting Style: Close-range. Hand-to-hand. Weapons. Capoeira-like Fighting.
Kekkei Genkai: "Iron Manipulation"
Jutsu::
Name: Tetsu-Kata: Tetsu Shikon (Iron Style; Iron Fangs)
Type: Taijutsu Fighting Style
Rank: A
Users: Kinshu. Whoever Kinshu teaches it to.
Description: This jutsu is the weakest, strength-wise, of the styles but is the fastest. The user targets their palms as the main exit for the "soft metal" forming sharp rods. The rods are usually only kept out for a moment or two, due to the constant feints this style uses. The use of feints, sweeps, kicks, and acrobatics is extensive. The proper training will launch the user into a fighting style which is very unorthodox; every movement giving the user several choices which then leads into a long, fluid series of blows, blocks, and feints.
Usage:: Dependent on the user:
Genin: Five times per thread
Chunnin: Ten time per thread
Jounin: Unlimited
*Note: Usage applies to forming rods from the palm.
Requirements: Imono Kekkei Genkai
Name: ~! Various !~
Type: Taijutsu
Rank: All "A"
Users: Kinshu. Whoever he teaches
Description:
- Ha- The Ha, or Tooth, maneuver is a simple attack. The user pushes the blade out of their palm and simply initiates an accurate palm strike to the target area, in attempts to jab into the enemy.
- Shikon- Shikon is a much more violent and effective version of Ha, albeit slower. To use, the performing clan member will draw the palm behind the hip and draw the blade into their skin to hide it. Then, rushing forward, they will extend it as they form a strong palm thrust motion at the enemy, often skewering the blade into them completely upon a hit.
- Togu- A togu, or grind, maneuver is a defensive one. The user will block with one palm blade, then whirl one foot around the other, bringing the other blade around to slam against the base of the other, knocking the weapon away. Meanwhile, when the footwork finishes, the user ends in a crouched stance, ready to lunge at an enemy.
- Hari- A hari, or needle maneuver, is the act of attacking from two directions at once. The user will spread their arms so that one palm is facing each direction, then eject the palm blades into place, skewering two opponents. This is oftenly used against clones.
- Kijuuki- The Crane maneuver is an evasive one with a counter-attack. To initiate this, the user must turn their back to the enemy, watching them over their shoulder. When the enemy attempts a horizontal strike, the user bends backwards, dodging it. Then, planting one hand on the ground for balance, they shoot backward with a lunging blade-armed palm to stab the enemy.
- Issui- Issui, or ''current of water'', is also an evasive attack that can be aimed at groups or one attacker. The user holds their arms out to their sides to prepare for a vertical attack, then whirl one foot around the other to dodge it, spinning violently and bringing their arms around with them to deliver two very weak slices to one opponent, or a weak slice to many surrounding enemies. This attack was designed to be used against enemy squadrants, clones included.
Usage: Dependent on the user:
Genin: Five times per thread
Chunnin: Ten time per thread
Jounin: Unlimited
*Note: Usage applies to forming rods from the palm.
Requirements: Imono Kekkei Genkai
Name: Tetsu Yoroi (Iron Armor)
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: D for Light, C for Medium, B for heavy.
Users: Imono Clan (Royal)
Description: This jutsu allows the user to coat their body in soft metal before it touches air and hardens, leaking it through their pores onto the area they want to protect. This forms a sturdy armor against attacks, and comes in several different types.
- Light Armor- Light armor is iron armor that guards the shins, elbows, knees, and feet. It doesn't slow down the user it all, making it ideal for those that wish to kill with speed and grace.
- Medium Armor- Medium armor covers shins, elbows, knees, feet, hands, shoulders, and the forehead. It only slightly slows down the user.
- Heavy Armor- Heavy armor covers the entire body of the user, with exception to the eyes, nose, and mouth to allow them to breathe. It -does- slow down the user quite a bit, making it ideal for those who use larger weapons.
Name: Lightning Release Shadow Clone (Raiton Kage Bunshin)
This technique allows the user to make a shadow clone infused with lightning. Because it is a shadow clone, it is able to perform jutsu and interact with the environment due to it having physical substance. If the clone is injured, it will revert to its natural lightning-state, at the same time electrocuting whatever it is touching.
Miscellaneous Items: Lots and lots of cancer sticks.
I never thought they'd want me to go even faster.
If We're Fucked Up, You're To Blame
on this bed I lay losing everything
on this bed I lay losing everything
Village:
Family:
Father -> Alive -> Iwagakure no Sato
Mother -> Alive -> Iwagakure no Sato
Brother -> Alive -> Iwagakure no Sato
History:
It's dark here... It's always dark here...
I shouldn't have left...
Life was so easy...
Plain before Junzo was born...
But then things spiced up...
I was already moving up in the ranks.
It was fun helping him with his jutsus.
We'd always have mock fights.
Mom and dad would watch, always warn me to be careful because he was still little, and he's face would turn red out of anger and embarrassment.
...
But I was bored...
So I left.
They didn't stop me.
But it's been years and I hadn't went back once...
Maybe if I ever get out of here I wi---
Wait! There's the light!
"What's your name?"
"...Kinshu..."
"Well, Kinshu, do you want to tell us about yourself?"
"N-no... Not really..."
"Fine. Suit yourself."
The light vanished. Darkness again.
It's so cold...
...
How long has it been...? Days? Months? I've lost all track...
...
I had traveled around.
Borders didn't exist to me.
I stumbled into villages without maps.
I was a no one. I just there. Just another soul.
...
Why? Why am I here...?
Oh... Yeah... That's why...
I was walking through the forest, heading back to the to the river...
Then the explosion.
I went to see what had happened.
Then everything went black...
They probably thought I was someone else.
Guess curiosity kills...
...
It's the light agian... Why can't they leave me to die...?
"Come one. You're being sent off to battle."
"N-no."
"You've no choice in the matter, you fight, or die."
It was so bright out there. It took awhile before my eyes fully adjusted to the vivid colors of this strange world. It's beauty was beyond compare.
To bad that beauty didn't last.
I soon learned why I had to fight. They've never before sent me off to battle... This time was different because they were being attacked... I was fighting not to help them, but to keep myself alive.
I ran away. Fought my way out of the battle. In the midst of that Hell, no one would notice my disappearance until after I was long gone.
Fate, on-the-other-hand, was not on my side... I hadn't fought in months... I've been caged for so long... I was covered in blood and burning all over... Every step I took drained so much of my energy... I made it into that same forest before the darkness overcame me...
Am I dead...?
Death smells nice...
So quiet...
Can you see after death...?
I opened my eyes. It was dim. A candle's flame fluttered in the distance. Looked like a cave. And a house. The smell of food was coming through the window. There was a bookshelf, full of books. A table sat in the middle with a chair on each side.
Is this the afterlife?
I like it here.
It's peaceful.
I heard a door. I closed my eyes.
"Ah! You're finally awake!"
"H-how did you know?"
"Breathing's changed."
"How can you tell?
"Uh... Donno. Guess I'm just observant, is all."
She was a nice old lady. Very nice. I really liked her.
She taught me a lot of things.
The history of many things.
Challenged my logic.
She part of a group of rouges trying to stay out of the civil war that was going on.
"That explosion, the reason I was locked up for so long---"
"Was most likely because of the war, yes."
There was a man who helped me train.
We sparred every night before dinner.
For the first month I couldn't even touch him.
His fighting was so bizarre.
Then he taught his style to me.
Eventually I was nearly as good as he.
I still couldn't touch him, but he almost never got me as well.
Then I started adding my Kekkei Genkai into it.
"I'll call it Tetsu-Kata: Tetsu Shikon."
"Haha, very fitting, and you shall be Silver Fang."
That evened things out more.
After I became used to the Tetsu Shikon, the spars usually ended in draws. Sometimes he'd win. On rare occasions I'd win.
When it was time for me to travel again the Old Lady had told me about her family. Mist. But names didn't mean much to me.
Said I was headed in that direction and if I don't wander off track to much I'm bound it see it.
"... I've got a family... Could you keep our secrets between us?"
"About your sister?"
"Yes, her and the band of rouges."
"Yes, of course."
"Thank you..."
I spent the better portion of the next part of my life sparring with the man's daughter. She was skilled in some the same style of fighting as that man.
She was a little awkward and much more rough around the edges than the rest of them.
"You met that man, didn't you?"
"Well that's obvious. We do fight the same, and apart from the three of us, I don't know anyone who does."
Not long afterward the father passed away. I stayed with the family for some time, until I felt they were well enough to make it on their own. Then I bid them a farewell and promised to stop by every now-and-then.
I remember the day I met him.
It was drizzling.
We stood at opposite ends of a bridge.
In a area we both expected to be completely empty.
We stood face-to-face in the middle of the bridge.
Neither of us had much to do at the moment.
I had no mission in life; he was waiting for the sky to clear, he said.
A two months down the line we met up again.
Now I'm one of his followers...
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Kinshu shot up. Sweat was beading down his neck. He took a deep breath. It was just a dream...
Can't make it through another day's humiliation.
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