Name: Gin Akiyama
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Village: Konohagakure
Rank: Chuunin
Title: N/A
Clan: N/A
Bloodline: N/A
Element(s): Water, Fire
Skill(s): Bukijutsu, Fuuinjutsu, Kuchiyose
Stats
Unique Abilities: N/A
Appearance: As a Chuunin of his village Gin prefers to wear the standard load-out many Shinobi are seen wearing, which is provided by the village's armory. A pair of black combat sandals cover both feet leaving the toes and heel open securing up to his ankles. He wears a pair of common synthetic black pants personally having the bottoms wrapped in white bandage wrap to prevent it dragging or getting snagged. On right his thigh is a blue rectangular holster secured and backed by white tape. Gin wears a black single utility belt tightly secured to his waist. It holds one blue holster on his right side as well as a beige carry pouch around the back side of the belt. His torso is covered by a long sleeve black shirt, the upper sleeves donning the Konoha emblem stitched in red material. Over his shirt is a slate gray colored flak jacket which is zipped up and secure on his body, provided with six scroll holsters across the torso.
His forehead protector is secured across his forehead, the cloth colored blue and with the steel plating facing forwards showing the Konoha emblem in plain view. Gin is a tall, lean male standing at 6'2 and weighing 175 lbs. He has a broad, moderately toned figure with very minor visibility of veins on his forearms. He has a tan skin tone accompanied with rich hazel eyes and medium length brown hair stopping briefly past midway down his neck and shortly past his forehead. Because of this his forehead protector is partially covered by his hair though not greatly inhibiting identification.
History: Being raised in Konoha Gin grew up with a lot of moral value and learning important traits like integrity and hard work. He developed with devotion to his village and being at service to his town folk. Seeking power or title was not his goal like most of his classmates. Instead he wished to simply be of use to his village, his training and abilities coming in use the most when used to benefit the village. In his Academy years Gin was ranked in the upper quartile in his class, being exceptionally good at all fields of combat and passing various knowledge tests. He was known as everyone's acquaintance. Although popular he did not have any serious friendships. It was easy to see him as a tool in his youth, which made him less desirable as a close friend than someone who was a unique individual. This did not bother Gin as he was wholly focused on being an aide to his village when needed.
After ranking up to Genin he began to develop more, especially when puberty started and the desire to talk to girls increased. Gin went from a man with a single goal to someone with more character and life. Through his years as a Genin he forged a lot of true friendships and going through various relationships that ended poorly due to his short sighted perspective with those he was with. As someone who enjoyed and valued his youth he worked hard in his Genin years. Despite all the distractions he faced, deep down he still focused on his natural goal to provide for the village he valued greatly. Several years passed Gin continued his life as a Chuunin and living the social life. During the relatively peaceful times he had no desire to advance but instead live comfortably among his villagers.
Personality: Gin was raised to respect people of all positions, whether they be a laborer or Daimyo. He is kind to his allies and civilians to his home village regardless of their first impression. Gin is wise enough to believe people are not inherently miserable and/or evil and thus takes brash rude behavior with little seriousness or personal offense. He tries his best to be a problem solver, thus taking his role as a Shinobi in the village very seriously as prefers working with civil tasks such as gate guarding or eliminating threats to the village rather than sabotage or spying. Although he prefers taking on good-willed tasks this does not mean he will refuse an assignment granted the reason is viable. He is outspoken by injustice and will lose his respect towards a person or opponent when that boundary is crossed. In those cases Gin will be more than inclined to act upon his own will to serve justice in his own means.
As Chuunin he likes to view himself as a role model to the younger generation and a diligent worker to the higher ups. Gin is very humble not seeking praise or promotion to his actions, but instead in hopes that he can influence his comrades into doing the same. Pursuing this personal goal he is generous when taking the work load off his teammates or stepping aside to aid others in need while on duty. He is a quick and very sharp thinker able to analyze and work calmly in stressful or otherwise tense situations, sometimes even earning him role as squad leader in some missions. Although he is an introvert he is not entirely antisocial. Gin can easily talk to strangers but really shows his colors in a group of friends where he belongs in.
Among those he considers close Gin can be humorous, feeling less likely to offend his friends with a sense of humor or jabbing at ones performance. He is supportive of his friends and their personal issues or even financial, always willing to lend a hand. Gin is especially vulnerable around women he considers stunning. He is often found hesitant in their presence and pursuant. He may even feel regretful if one is his enemy and will try convincing her to surrender and retreat several times before having to accept fate. Gin realizes this lack of self-control and labels it a weakness, though as he tried to extinguish his lust for women he knows it is useless.
Roleplay Sample: Another week was over and it was Gin's time to take a day off. It was something he never exactly looked forward to in the first place. His job was relatively easy and the high-point in his daily life. His weekends were nothing more than casually spending time in public. With no real family or friends he involved himself in the community as much as he could with his spare time. The market place was the destination he preferred most. It was the hot spot for entertainment, food, and population. Most civilian villagers worked there, and for those off were buying groceries or simply being apart of the community as Gin was. A few hours after noon was when the sun became less harsh and the air began cooling into a gentle evening.
As a Jounin of his village Gin prefers to wear the standard load-out many Shinobi are seen wearing, which is provided by the village's armory. A pair of black combat sandals cover both feet leaving the toes and heel open securing up to his ankles. He wears a pair of common synthetic black pants personally having the bottoms wrapped in white bandage wrap to prevent it dragging or getting snagged. On right his thigh is a blue rectangular holster secured and backed by white tape. Gin wears a black single utility belt tightly secured to his waist. It holds one blue holster on his right side as well as a beige carry pouch around the back side of the belt. His torso is covered by a long sleeve black shirt, the upper sleeves donning the Konoha emblem stitched in red material. Over his shirt is a green colored flak jacket which is zipped up and secure on his body, provided with six scroll holsters across the torso.
His forehead protector is secured across his forehead, the cloth colored blue and with the steel plating facing forwards showing the Konoha emblem in plain view. Gin is a tall, lean male standing at six feet and weighing one-hundred and seventy pounds. He has a broad, moderately toned figure with very minor visibility of veins on his forearms. He has a tan skin tone accompanied with rich hazel eyes and medium length brown hair stopping briefly past midway down his neck and shortly past his forehead. Because of this his forehead protector is partially covered by his hair, though not greatly inhibiting identification. He stood before a bar inside a small establishment. A stools lined up along the bar, some occupied while few were left available. Of course it was optional to sit as those on-the-go could pick up snacks at the register. The establishment sold typical bar food and common grilled foods. The courteous woman behind the counter served Gin a single bamboo skewer with three chicken meatballs ran through the spike. "Here, it's on the house!" She said with a radiant grin.
Giving his gratitude he gave a short bow after receiving the snack on his way around the market. Taking a nibble of the first meatball he ate it slowly to enjoy the flavors and savor the treat he was given free of charge. With the sun lowering the sky hummed a glorious golden hue with the presence of gray cloud streaks in the surrounding atmosphere. Gin casually leaned against a general goods store with one foot against the face of the building supporting himself with one leg. He watched the streets peacefully by himself down to two meatballs left. With nothing more his eyes surfed the crowd ensuring everyone got along, and no mischievous trouble was about.
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Village: Konohagakure
Rank: Chuunin
Title: N/A
Clan: N/A
Bloodline: N/A
Element(s): Water, Fire
Skill(s): Bukijutsu, Fuuinjutsu, Kuchiyose
Stats
- Strength: C
- Constitution: C
- Stamina: C
- Speed: C
- Coordination: C
- Intelligence: D
- Perception: D
Unique Abilities: N/A
Appearance: As a Chuunin of his village Gin prefers to wear the standard load-out many Shinobi are seen wearing, which is provided by the village's armory. A pair of black combat sandals cover both feet leaving the toes and heel open securing up to his ankles. He wears a pair of common synthetic black pants personally having the bottoms wrapped in white bandage wrap to prevent it dragging or getting snagged. On right his thigh is a blue rectangular holster secured and backed by white tape. Gin wears a black single utility belt tightly secured to his waist. It holds one blue holster on his right side as well as a beige carry pouch around the back side of the belt. His torso is covered by a long sleeve black shirt, the upper sleeves donning the Konoha emblem stitched in red material. Over his shirt is a slate gray colored flak jacket which is zipped up and secure on his body, provided with six scroll holsters across the torso.
His forehead protector is secured across his forehead, the cloth colored blue and with the steel plating facing forwards showing the Konoha emblem in plain view. Gin is a tall, lean male standing at 6'2 and weighing 175 lbs. He has a broad, moderately toned figure with very minor visibility of veins on his forearms. He has a tan skin tone accompanied with rich hazel eyes and medium length brown hair stopping briefly past midway down his neck and shortly past his forehead. Because of this his forehead protector is partially covered by his hair though not greatly inhibiting identification.
History: Being raised in Konoha Gin grew up with a lot of moral value and learning important traits like integrity and hard work. He developed with devotion to his village and being at service to his town folk. Seeking power or title was not his goal like most of his classmates. Instead he wished to simply be of use to his village, his training and abilities coming in use the most when used to benefit the village. In his Academy years Gin was ranked in the upper quartile in his class, being exceptionally good at all fields of combat and passing various knowledge tests. He was known as everyone's acquaintance. Although popular he did not have any serious friendships. It was easy to see him as a tool in his youth, which made him less desirable as a close friend than someone who was a unique individual. This did not bother Gin as he was wholly focused on being an aide to his village when needed.
After ranking up to Genin he began to develop more, especially when puberty started and the desire to talk to girls increased. Gin went from a man with a single goal to someone with more character and life. Through his years as a Genin he forged a lot of true friendships and going through various relationships that ended poorly due to his short sighted perspective with those he was with. As someone who enjoyed and valued his youth he worked hard in his Genin years. Despite all the distractions he faced, deep down he still focused on his natural goal to provide for the village he valued greatly. Several years passed Gin continued his life as a Chuunin and living the social life. During the relatively peaceful times he had no desire to advance but instead live comfortably among his villagers.
Personality: Gin was raised to respect people of all positions, whether they be a laborer or Daimyo. He is kind to his allies and civilians to his home village regardless of their first impression. Gin is wise enough to believe people are not inherently miserable and/or evil and thus takes brash rude behavior with little seriousness or personal offense. He tries his best to be a problem solver, thus taking his role as a Shinobi in the village very seriously as prefers working with civil tasks such as gate guarding or eliminating threats to the village rather than sabotage or spying. Although he prefers taking on good-willed tasks this does not mean he will refuse an assignment granted the reason is viable. He is outspoken by injustice and will lose his respect towards a person or opponent when that boundary is crossed. In those cases Gin will be more than inclined to act upon his own will to serve justice in his own means.
As Chuunin he likes to view himself as a role model to the younger generation and a diligent worker to the higher ups. Gin is very humble not seeking praise or promotion to his actions, but instead in hopes that he can influence his comrades into doing the same. Pursuing this personal goal he is generous when taking the work load off his teammates or stepping aside to aid others in need while on duty. He is a quick and very sharp thinker able to analyze and work calmly in stressful or otherwise tense situations, sometimes even earning him role as squad leader in some missions. Although he is an introvert he is not entirely antisocial. Gin can easily talk to strangers but really shows his colors in a group of friends where he belongs in.
Among those he considers close Gin can be humorous, feeling less likely to offend his friends with a sense of humor or jabbing at ones performance. He is supportive of his friends and their personal issues or even financial, always willing to lend a hand. Gin is especially vulnerable around women he considers stunning. He is often found hesitant in their presence and pursuant. He may even feel regretful if one is his enemy and will try convincing her to surrender and retreat several times before having to accept fate. Gin realizes this lack of self-control and labels it a weakness, though as he tried to extinguish his lust for women he knows it is useless.
Roleplay Sample: Another week was over and it was Gin's time to take a day off. It was something he never exactly looked forward to in the first place. His job was relatively easy and the high-point in his daily life. His weekends were nothing more than casually spending time in public. With no real family or friends he involved himself in the community as much as he could with his spare time. The market place was the destination he preferred most. It was the hot spot for entertainment, food, and population. Most civilian villagers worked there, and for those off were buying groceries or simply being apart of the community as Gin was. A few hours after noon was when the sun became less harsh and the air began cooling into a gentle evening.
As a Jounin of his village Gin prefers to wear the standard load-out many Shinobi are seen wearing, which is provided by the village's armory. A pair of black combat sandals cover both feet leaving the toes and heel open securing up to his ankles. He wears a pair of common synthetic black pants personally having the bottoms wrapped in white bandage wrap to prevent it dragging or getting snagged. On right his thigh is a blue rectangular holster secured and backed by white tape. Gin wears a black single utility belt tightly secured to his waist. It holds one blue holster on his right side as well as a beige carry pouch around the back side of the belt. His torso is covered by a long sleeve black shirt, the upper sleeves donning the Konoha emblem stitched in red material. Over his shirt is a green colored flak jacket which is zipped up and secure on his body, provided with six scroll holsters across the torso.
His forehead protector is secured across his forehead, the cloth colored blue and with the steel plating facing forwards showing the Konoha emblem in plain view. Gin is a tall, lean male standing at six feet and weighing one-hundred and seventy pounds. He has a broad, moderately toned figure with very minor visibility of veins on his forearms. He has a tan skin tone accompanied with rich hazel eyes and medium length brown hair stopping briefly past midway down his neck and shortly past his forehead. Because of this his forehead protector is partially covered by his hair, though not greatly inhibiting identification. He stood before a bar inside a small establishment. A stools lined up along the bar, some occupied while few were left available. Of course it was optional to sit as those on-the-go could pick up snacks at the register. The establishment sold typical bar food and common grilled foods. The courteous woman behind the counter served Gin a single bamboo skewer with three chicken meatballs ran through the spike. "Here, it's on the house!" She said with a radiant grin.
Giving his gratitude he gave a short bow after receiving the snack on his way around the market. Taking a nibble of the first meatball he ate it slowly to enjoy the flavors and savor the treat he was given free of charge. With the sun lowering the sky hummed a glorious golden hue with the presence of gray cloud streaks in the surrounding atmosphere. Gin casually leaned against a general goods store with one foot against the face of the building supporting himself with one leg. He watched the streets peacefully by himself down to two meatballs left. With nothing more his eyes surfed the crowd ensuring everyone got along, and no mischievous trouble was about.
