Character Info:
Name:Masanari Haku - 白 | White
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Village: Konoha
Rank: B-rank | Jounin
Title: The Archangel
Clan: Clanless
Bloodline: ---
Element(s):
- Fuuton
Skill(s): 6
- Sensory
- Fuinjutsu
- Taijutsu
- Bukijutsu
- Fuuton
- Skill Trade
Stats:
+1650XP from character creation | +2000XP from B-rank Start | + 500XP from Skill-Trade | 4150XP Spendable
- Strength: C-rank (-450XP)
- Constitution: C-rank (-450XP)
- Stamina: C-rank (-450XP)
- Speed: C-rank (-450XP)
- Coordination: B-rank (-950XP)
- Intelligence: C-rank (-450XP)
- Perception: B-rank (-950XP)
4150 / 4150 Spendable XP | 2000 Overall XP
Unique Abilities:
- The Wind's Blessing: Ever sine Haku was young he's always been excessively sensitive to touch, however as he grew older he learned there was so much more to this. He realized he could feel how the air would shift when something is around him.
After spending 500 XP Haku with gain the ability to passively sense all movement around him in a 5 meter radius, this increases to 7.5 meters at B-rank perception, 10 meters at A-rank perception, 15 meters at S-rank perception, and 30 meters at X-rank perception. - Seal-less Jutsu [Clanless UA]: Haku can cast and utilize jutsu completely without the need for handseals. This still requires Haku to charge his chakra, but his jutsu come out at equal to his coordination.
- 'Taking the Hit: Part 1' - Speed/Constitution Stat Trade: Haku realizes there are times when he simply cannot move out of the way of an attack, so instead of even attempting to dodge, he'll hunker down so he can better brace for the attack. At will,
Haku can debuff himself 1 tier in speed to increase his constitution by a tier. - 'Taking the Hit: Part 2' - Coordination/Constitution Stat Trade: In the same way Haku can trade out a part of his speed, in favor of bracing himself, Haku can also at will, debuff himself 1 tier in coordination to increase his constitution by a tier.
Appearance:
Tsurumaru Kuninaga - Touken Ranbu
History:While many people saw the closing to the warring states as a good thing the period ended on a particularly sour note Haku's Clan. The Masanari were a small and virtually insignificant mercenary clan. Only about half of them could actually mold chakra, and none of them had training in it, but this meant that they were affordable for those like farmers and such who just needed someone to guard them while they sold their things at the market, or to take care of problems that the overwhelming strength of the larger clans would have been excessive for. Still they managed to seek ire, and were brought to their knees with their homes burned to the ground by one such clan, only days before their respective village would unify and declare peace, the masanari were left scattered to the wind.
This particularly rubbed Haku's father and mother the wrong way, as they began to hate the villages. Seeing them built upon nothing but the blood of the clans they struck down along the way. How could they just decide to be peaceful after the slaughter, it seemed unfair and unjust. It was in this house that Haku was brought up in, and from almost the moment he could hold something in his hands, his father put a sword in them.
Long, sleepless, and hungry nights were spent training a weak child who was cursed with a fragile body into a warrior capable of taking on the kage. However his father would not rest until he saw his dreams realized in Haku, and that meant that Haku didn't get to rest either, but this is how the boy was raised. A hatred in his eyes for the villages and what they stood for, and a sword in his hand.
Haku roamed for almost two years following the death of his parents. Once he was finally on his own, he immediately sought to take revenge upon the worlds ninja. Fortunately, or maybe not so for him, he encountered a village ninja from one of the minor nations. A good way to test his strength he thought. That was until he promptly got thoroughly beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die, to someone he later found out was only what a middle of the pack ninja at 'Chunin'. It was then he realized he'd need to train much much harder if he was going to take down the ninja society and learn more about his enemies. It was then that Haku locked away his hatred behind closed doors, and began to intermix with them, learning how they were taught about the ways of war, and learning where they faltered, while also gathering a good enough reputation with them.
Taking missions as a ronin, Haku eventually earned enough trust from Konoha to be offered a place within their ranks. Haku gladly agreed, being given the title of 'Chunin' upon his induction. It wasn't long however that his own ambition drove him to greater heights, but during his time within Konoha has realized how truly distant he is from his goal.
Personality:
There are really two sides to Haku's personality.
The first being when he's at peace. While not in the midst of combat, Haku is a kind a gentle soul, if not a bit socially inept. He wasn't quite raised properly nor socialized really at all. This means he still retains a fair amount of his childlike optimism and innocence. Not really taking things seriously unless they escalate of course. He's relatively a kind soul and one that'll help even his enemies as long as they aren't holding a blade to his throat and aren't in the way of his current objective. While in this state of mind he's curious and adventurous, calling him child-like wouldn't be very far off the mark.
This doesn't mean he's always bright and cheery however. Haku was raised as a warrior, and was taught that there is no mercy when it comes to survival. When in the heat of the moment, Haku dons a much more serious face, and will do anything and everything in his power to make sure the person before him doesn't see the next sunrise. He becomes much more grim in these moments, almost to the point he seems like a completely different person.
Roleplay Sample:
Using a post from an old character
The Archangel
STATISTICS
Chakra: 110/110
Item's Equipped: ---
Jutsu Used: ---
Current Stats:
Other Notes: ---
Chakra: 110/110
Item's Equipped: ---
Jutsu Used: ---
Current Stats:
- Strength: C-rank
- Constitution: C-rank
- Stamina: C-rank
- Speed: C-rank
- Coordination: B-rank
- Intelligence: C-rank
- Perception: B-rank
Other Notes: ---
The barrier had successfully fallen, however something didn't feel quiet right. At about the time Mitsuo body flickered away Hachiko actived the highest range of her current perception. Being able to sense targets far from beyond normal range, even the end point of Mitsuo's body flicker, but more than that, she sensed Shinobi. A whole lot of shinobi forming a barrier of people further around the base of the moutain. She knew she wasn't going to able to take down that force nearly as easily had she had taken down the barrier, and if the reinforcements where in response to her little assault, given that she shouldn't have been sensed, she could imagine that Ryuzoji were among those looking, and she knew her cloaking technique wouldn't defend against the Current Perception. Not even close to it. Hachiko had to make a decision, should she try and break through the ranks and flee, or attempt to fight off as many as she could. It was then she heard the Anger in Sanosuke's voice. The pain he felt, and something in Hachiko's stomach twisted. Something deep. She had heard Sanosuke mad before. They were Kumogakure ninja, hot blood ran through their viens, but this was more. He was truly hurting for his village.
This entire ordeal had been on her hands from the beginning, and as that doubt shifted in her, the knot in her stomach grew tighter. Her cloak flung off as her feet carried her before she even knew what she was doing. Her mind was in so many places she didn't even know where to she was heading. But she knew she had to fix this. That she couldn't let blood be spilled on her hands. She didn't want people to suffer or feel pain because of her. She could already tell Sanosuke was angry, and that not so casual conversation wouldn't hold much longer she had to hurry. Moving in a burst of speed, she reached the top of the mountain and sanosuke's chakra flared, and he dashed forwards. She wasn't going to make it in time. Her own Senjutsu chakra flared as Blue wolf ears sprouted out of the top of the girls violet hair, as if they had been dip dyed and same with the trail that sprouted from her rear. Further more electircal chakra surged as the girl used chakra to move at a pace faster than lightning. Appear directly in front of Sanosuke before he would strike, finally she'd augment her own armour with the item reinforcement hoping to maybe mitigate any amount of damage that would occur. Grabbing the blade as it slammed into her at full force, Kaekio planting her feet into the ground barely managing to stand. However even with all of her precautions the blade still pierced straight through her, thought that is as far as it would go. The girl's black mask feel from her face revealing the face that looked eerily similar to the face she had when she left but a few minor cosmetic changes. The girl then opened her mouth pouring out a mass of blood as she looked up to Sano. Her purple eyes looking into his soul for a mere moment before she would close her eyes and tilt her head to the side and smile, much like she had done after their first training session together. she would mutter the words in her old voice.
She would say, as a few tears feel down her face. She was in pain. That once childish and light hearted spirit that Sano saw in her the day they first met was gone and replaced with one the was sad and lost. Once that had had the whole world turn it's back on her including the man she loved as though he was her own family. Blood trickled down the girl's mouth as she felt her consciousness fade. She couldn't last much longer. Stepping further into the blade she would wrap her arms around her old sensei if he would let her, and she would merely mutter the words.
As tears flooded her face. however this only lasted for a split second before the girl lost consciousness. IF he had accepted the girl's hug she would collapse on him. If not she would merely fall off the blade like a mere discarded and useless body. However she now no longer had any control over her fate. What happened next was entirely out of her hands. She might have ended up causing more political discourse, but if her words had truly been felt by the people still within the area then she might have swayed their actions. But what would occur now, would be on the fates of the leaders all of whom had betrayed the trust of the young Ryuzoji that lay on the ground before them.
Kaekio had made a mistake...
This entire ordeal had been on her hands from the beginning, and as that doubt shifted in her, the knot in her stomach grew tighter. Her cloak flung off as her feet carried her before she even knew what she was doing. Her mind was in so many places she didn't even know where to she was heading. But she knew she had to fix this. That she couldn't let blood be spilled on her hands. She didn't want people to suffer or feel pain because of her. She could already tell Sanosuke was angry, and that not so casual conversation wouldn't hold much longer she had to hurry. Moving in a burst of speed, she reached the top of the mountain and sanosuke's chakra flared, and he dashed forwards. She wasn't going to make it in time. Her own Senjutsu chakra flared as Blue wolf ears sprouted out of the top of the girls violet hair, as if they had been dip dyed and same with the trail that sprouted from her rear. Further more electircal chakra surged as the girl used chakra to move at a pace faster than lightning. Appear directly in front of Sanosuke before he would strike, finally she'd augment her own armour with the item reinforcement hoping to maybe mitigate any amount of damage that would occur. Grabbing the blade as it slammed into her at full force, Kaekio planting her feet into the ground barely managing to stand. However even with all of her precautions the blade still pierced straight through her, thought that is as far as it would go. The girl's black mask feel from her face revealing the face that looked eerily similar to the face she had when she left but a few minor cosmetic changes. The girl then opened her mouth pouring out a mass of blood as she looked up to Sano. Her purple eyes looking into his soul for a mere moment before she would close her eyes and tilt her head to the side and smile, much like she had done after their first training session together. she would mutter the words in her old voice.
"Sorry Sano-sensei. I can't let any blood be spilled because of me"
She would say, as a few tears feel down her face. She was in pain. That once childish and light hearted spirit that Sano saw in her the day they first met was gone and replaced with one the was sad and lost. Once that had had the whole world turn it's back on her including the man she loved as though he was her own family. Blood trickled down the girl's mouth as she felt her consciousness fade. She couldn't last much longer. Stepping further into the blade she would wrap her arms around her old sensei if he would let her, and she would merely mutter the words.
"I'm sorry"
As tears flooded her face. however this only lasted for a split second before the girl lost consciousness. IF he had accepted the girl's hug she would collapse on him. If not she would merely fall off the blade like a mere discarded and useless body. However she now no longer had any control over her fate. What happened next was entirely out of her hands. She might have ended up causing more political discourse, but if her words had truly been felt by the people still within the area then she might have swayed their actions. But what would occur now, would be on the fates of the leaders all of whom had betrayed the trust of the young Ryuzoji that lay on the ground before them.
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