Who's gonna stop me from going for your wallet?
Who's gonna stop me when I turn violent?
N O B O D Y.
Call your whole village, Guest.
This is nothing that a few funerals wont solve…
Name: Kijin | 鬼人
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Village: Sunagakure no Sato
Rank: Jounin | B Class
Title:
Clan: N/A
Bloodline: N/A
Element(s): Raiton | Katon
Skill(s): Ninjutsu | Bukijutsu | Fuinjutsu | Engineering
Stats 3650 |3650
- Strength: C [450]
- Constitution: C [450]
- Stamina: C [450]
- Speed: C [450]
- Coordination: C [450]
- Intelligence: B [950]
- Perception: C [450]
Unique Abilities: Seal-less Combat: Ninjutsu - Raiton A player may choose to perform technique of a certain skill without hand seals. However, this is only gesture-less casting. The player must still "charge" their chakra and follow the other "tells" or triggers such technique requires.
Learning Class Advantage: A player may have access to learning techniques one rank above of what their class allows. This early access must result in stunted growth forcing the player to spend an additional 10% experience to advance into the next class. This *can* be stacked with other modifiers (Sensei, Intelligence, etc..)
Appearance: Like many of his clan members, Kijin is built like a lean mean fighting machine, all muscle and ready to strike at a moment’s notice like a cruel viper. Tall, at six two, Kijin makes a foreboding figure within the general populace with his muscled features. Kijin black hair is commonly slicked back from his face with one long strand falling down into his face between his eyes, or left down to frame his face. He wears a dark green shirt with black designs on it and black combat pants, or other dark black clothes. On his feet he has simple black boots, and on his arms bracers, and a leather belt around his waist. Kijin has blue eyes which change in appearance depending on the emotions he feels - typically, when he is serious or angry they are slit and reminiscent of a cat.
History: A Sunagakure ninja team was sent out into the desert on a mission 15 years ago. It started out as a simple reconnaissance mission, but upon the discovery of a raided weapons transport, a plot hatched by roaming nomads and desert bandits was uncovered to attack the village, sack the government and kill the Kazekage. The team should have immediately reported their findings but instead decided to try ending this plot themselves.
The attempt ended in disaster. The team's Sensei was decapitated. 2 of the team members, both males, were horribly disfigured, tortured, then left alive so that crows and other desert scavengers could feed upon their carcasses, ensuring a long, slow, painful death. The 3rd team member, a young Kunoichi with mediocre kenjutsu skills, did well in defending herself but she was soon overwhelmed. She was captured and forced to watch the deaths of her Sensei and team mates. Kept for 3 years within their desert hideout, she was used as a plaything by the males who lead the band of desert bandits.
The Kunoichi endured unthinkable conditions and situations for 3 years. One night she finally mustered up the strength and courage to escape, before poisoning and slitting the throats of her abusers while they slept. She returned home to the relieved embraces of her family and love interest, but the Kunoichi was forever changed. Once happy and smiling with a bubbly and energetic personality, she was now cold and withdrawn, never showing any emotion besides anger and rage. Home life was no longer exactly a joyous occasion, as she'd become very difficult to live with. The relationship between her and her love interest became very highly strained. Upon the realization that she was pregnant, she attempted to abort the child many times. She even attempted to take her own life, but this attempt was prevented by her love interest.
The child was born 9 months later, a boy, in a process that nearly killed the Kunoichi. Abnormalities in the child were noticed immediately. The baby's muscle structure was far advanced than that of a normal child, noting that one day he may rise to the rank of taijutsu master. This was noticed by Village Black Ops. After ascertaining that the Kunoichi had been impregnated by one from a clan once long forgotten, once renowned for it's taijutsu skills, and that the child was a perfect mixture of it and the kunoichi's own, a sample of the child's blood was taken to be studied in secret underground labs, and plans were made to watch the child for further progression as he grew up.
The former Kunoichi showed her child little to no attention, unable to look upon him with any sort of love or motherly affection, for when she did, all she saw were the faces of her captors, and reminded of 3 years of captivity and abuse. She didn't even give the boy a name. Eventually, the boy began to grow. He began to exhibit signs of a high intelligence, advanced strength, and an unnatural knack for taijutsu. The Kunoichi took the boy to her parent's house one day, and simply disappeared soon after with no word, never to be heard from again.
The boy's grandparents were elderly and in no condition to raise the boy. He began to question why he didn't have a regular family like the rest of the kids in the village his age, but his questions were met with vague answers. Academy days were filled with torment from other kids and abuse from bullies. One of the bullies boldly told him the story, told to him by his parents, of how the team his mother was once part of “fucked up” their mission, and how his mother was turned into the “train for all of the bandits to ride on,” thus the reason for his existence, the “rape baby of some dirty bandit.” The boy was so angered that he punched the other child with such force that his jaw was broken and his skull fractured. He survived, but from that day on, the “rape baby” became an outcast.
Things suddenly began to make sense for the first time in a long time; the unloving ways of his mother, his grandparent's vague and shallow answers to his many questions, the stares and whispers of many villagers. His attitude and demeanor began to change into that of his mother's uncaring coldness. Those that tried to befriend him were met with what could only be described as a wall; a door slammed into their face. When his grandparents died, first his grand father, only to be followed by his grandmother 2 years later, he showed very little remorse. After graduating from the academy with very high scores, he disregarded the normal ways of a Shinobi and took to the streets, now homeless, having to resort to stealing to survive. It was then that he began to first feel... alive, so to speak. The rush he got from stealing was enough to bring a grin to the child's stoic face. He began to steal more and more, eventually being caught several times and serving several stints in the juvenile detention center, and when he turned 14, the regular jail, as he was old enough to be charged as an adult.
It was while doing time that the boy found his affinity for controlling and manipulating flames, and here that he committed his first murder. His cellmate, a much larger and muscular individual doing time for rape and murder, was determined to make the boy his personal slave, or “Bitch” as he called it. Prisoners were given jobs in a mine beneath the facility mining iron, gold, and other materials. The boy yelled at the male, his emotions surging and unlocking his hidden potential; the force of his yell was amplified by his chakra and set ablaze, all but ashing the man. Altogether different from stealing, the killing was something else that brought a wicked grin to his face. The feeling of removing the life from a person, and watching the life leave their eyes, this was something he relished in. This man was never found. There was never a full investigation, and the boy was never implicated in the crime. Other prisoners who were witness to this murder, who were questioned by officials and all said nothing, thanked the boy for killing the man, for he'd tormented and taken advantage of them for many years. They took to calling the boy Kijin Kyamalie. Having never had a name of his own, the name they'd gifted to him stuck.
After three years, he was released from captivity, with an appetite for murder. Kijin would never be the type to just kill an innocent person for his own satisfaction, so he decided to take the lives of those who he figured deserved it: bandits, nomads, wandering vagabonds. No one would miss them, and as most of the scum out in the wastes had bounties on their heads, there would be no punishment. Having taken to carrying around a large, strange weapon, for the next year Kijin began to wander the wastes, murdering bandits and collecting bounties. He took many jobs to kill or apprehend dangerous criminals, but he left none alive, always returning with their heads as proof of his work. His success earned him much Ryo, and he took to sleeping in random hotel rooms and inns, never staying in one place for very long. He continued with the development of his skills, not knowing that he was on the skill level of most average adults at only the age of , but knew there was much more to learn. Kijin, attempting to be a somewhat “regular” ninja of the village, began to realize that the world was much larger than this desert, and aspired to travel, growing restless of the endless heat, sand, and the eyes of those who knew the true story of his origin...
Personality: A voracious hunger manifested into human form; Kijin is best classified as a monster in human skin. He is an unstoppable force, an Unspeakable Horror unleashed upon the world that serves no one but his own desires, whatever they may be at the moment. Kijin operates purely on instinct most of the time, giving into his baser desires. At any given moment, Kijin is given to turn himself over to his anger, unleashing a terrifying beast upon the world; one that knows no limitations of kindness and compassion for his fellow man.
Those who attempt to look beyond this will find that Kijin is a strangely complex creature. He seems to believe that all of life is a grand arena, and only those worthy of the hunt are allowed to live. Kijin himself seeks to prove himself as an apex predator, worthy of hunting the greatest prey of all, Mankind. Everyday is a new chase, a new chance to cause pain to the populace.
Cold. Calculating. At least, that is the vibe that Kijin seems to give off. He often refuses to speak, causing him to become a practitioner of 'actions speak louder than words'. To him, every action is the truest intention of the human mind. The actions of the world can be reduced to simple black and white to Kijin, if one were to think rationally about it. Actions define who we are, and what we've done. Words hold no weight, talk is cheap. And given that Kijin often refuses to speak; he holds no value to words. For those whom he trusts, however, Kijin trusts their words completely, bordering on blind loyalty. That isn't to say that will not refuse to believe evidence that points out the contrary...
He tends to think a situation through before acting, taking time to factor in several different approaches and scenarios, even going as far as to formulate plans for unknown factors. This allows for Kijin to become able to adapt to most situations in a matter of seconds, shifting plans and strategies mid-combat. Kijin prides himself on this; something he believes that the average shinobi needs to expand upon. He would offer to show them how, but... he does not believe them to be worth the time or effort.
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