Name: Akawaga Yemon
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Village: Lightning
Rank: E-Rank
Title: The Siren
Clan: None
Bloodline: None
Element(s): None
Skill(s):
Bukijutsu
Kenjutsu
Taijutsu
Stats
Unique Abilities:
Appearance
Yemon is the definition of a trap. It gets worse because Yemon does not care to tell most people if he is male or female. Only Yemon’s immediate friends know the truth, this is all completely reinforced by how Yemon looks. Yemon is hairless, and stands at a decisively normal height, and has no defining muscles. On top of it, Yemon has a surfer length cut that could be on any man or woman, and despite best guesses, has enlightened lips that Yemon keeps coated in chapstick. It gets even more weird when Yemon speaks. The voice is slightly but not high enough to be distinctively feminine. Almost as if Yemon was still a young boy, or a deeper voiced girl. Even more enforcement comes from Yemon's choice in clothing and hygiene products. Yemon uses very girly smelling shampoo and conditioner but wears a cologne, so Yemon permeates with the smell of both girly fruits and the tropics. If all the extra work that Yemon put into his looks was not enough, the only odd part of Yemon' looks is his shoulder blades. Which are double jointed and therefore extend from the back when hunched quite a bit or while flexed.
That being said, Yemon can change his looks in an instant, cut off his hair, wear a dress. Anything to be a no one or disappear. He’s a spy first and foremost, so he uses the fact that he doesn’t look distinctive to his advantage.
History:
Yemon was born to an engineer mother and a blacksmith father. He was the youngest in his family, boasting an older sister who constantly makes fun of him. Other than that, Yemon's childhood was relatively uneventful.
Yemon learned at a young age that his voice naturally absorbed the energy from his body, leaving him weakened after short bursts and confusingly made it rather easy to manipulate adults. His voice naturally carried chakra with it and allowed him to hone it to do some very interesting things. Yemon made his way through school at a slow pace, preferring to hang around with his father and cut classes more often than not. He really didn't find much joy in listening to people super-impose their beliefs on him simply because Yemon didn't find things like that enjoyable. What he did like was the idea of being a spy. Changing appearances, pretending to be someone else and so on and so forth. He liked the amount of extra work it took and his personal fear of speaking made it interesting to him. .
Spy training was what Yemon enjoyed, he wasn’t exactly good at it, as not being liking to speak inhibited some of the finer points of espionage. Though he found it intriguing. Walking into a bathroom and coming out someone else was always a fun idea to him. Yemon enjoyed simply cut his hair, or not and color it, toss on a dress and walk out. He looked like a generic skinny person so being able to vanish was an easy thing to do. Eventually he became a genin.
Personality:
Yemon is quiet, when not fighting. He knows how dangerous words can be so he tends to stray away from them when he has no need or want to fight. That and talking, makes you noticable. He keeps to very basic and unassuming questions in order to keep conversations vague unless he’s information gathering.
Yemon's personality is defined by his innate lack of worry and his tenancy to not really judge anyone. He gets his work done, at a leisurely pace and tends to miss deadlines that seem trivial or boring. He just sort of goes with the flow as much as he can because that's far more normal for him than being too emotionally involved. Yemon can be found frequently relaxing, or looking for something to stifle his boredom. Which comes and goes at set intervals based on what is going on around him. He does not calculate things, he just acts, preferring not to think. As Yemon doesn't like second guessing himself, hindsight is pretty useless if you stop moving forward. The young man is more philosopher than anything else and tends to keep himself moving time and time again. Yemon also tends to relax more than not and has a very different set of beliefs from most people.
Yemon has a natural problem with authority, preferring to ignore anything and everything for the fact that he really doesn't care what people tell him. Not because he doesn't get his work done or because he dislikes authority, he just doesn't feel the need or want to deal with things like that. They seem almost distant and beneath him. It comes from his relaxed attitude. Most people want everyone to get up and do as much as they can, but he has no real motivation. Or at least, he has motivation and does things he wants to do. He will spend hours honing a skill or muscle movement if he thinks it's something that is useful or interesting. Though, if you ask him to rescue a cat, he would probably respond with the cat should get a new owner.
Yemon lives by the idea that fear makes you smart. Only stupid people aren't scared of things. After all, people who are fearless make careless actions. So, while he's good at hiding and not showing it, Yemon relies on intuition a lot more than most and doesn't prefer to get into fights with anything or anyone he doesn't have to or doesn't know anything about. He prefers to talk his way out of situations, though a lot of times that simply is him being as bored as possible until the problem goes away.
Yemon has a lot of fears. The primal fear of the dark, the fear of the unknown, the fear of stupidly overpowered super jutsu and bloodline limits than make things akin to gods. Yemon believes that fear makes you smart, even if curiosity makes you stupid. Yemon is afraid of thing stronger, faster, more powerful, dangerous and everything in-between. Fear makes your decisions understand who you are, and so he is actually afraid of things that should normally be scary. Drowning, death, mortality, losing his sanity, the list goes on and on. Yemon, however doesn't fear snakes, he thinks they're cute.
Roleplay Sample:
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Village: Lightning
Rank: E-Rank
Title: The Siren
Clan: None
Bloodline: None
Element(s): None
Skill(s):
Bukijutsu
Kenjutsu
Taijutsu
Stats
- Strength: D
- Constitution: D
- Stamina: D
- Speed: D
- Coordination: D
- Intelligence: D
- Perception: D
Unique Abilities:
Appearance
Yemon is the definition of a trap. It gets worse because Yemon does not care to tell most people if he is male or female. Only Yemon’s immediate friends know the truth, this is all completely reinforced by how Yemon looks. Yemon is hairless, and stands at a decisively normal height, and has no defining muscles. On top of it, Yemon has a surfer length cut that could be on any man or woman, and despite best guesses, has enlightened lips that Yemon keeps coated in chapstick. It gets even more weird when Yemon speaks. The voice is slightly but not high enough to be distinctively feminine. Almost as if Yemon was still a young boy, or a deeper voiced girl. Even more enforcement comes from Yemon's choice in clothing and hygiene products. Yemon uses very girly smelling shampoo and conditioner but wears a cologne, so Yemon permeates with the smell of both girly fruits and the tropics. If all the extra work that Yemon put into his looks was not enough, the only odd part of Yemon' looks is his shoulder blades. Which are double jointed and therefore extend from the back when hunched quite a bit or while flexed.
That being said, Yemon can change his looks in an instant, cut off his hair, wear a dress. Anything to be a no one or disappear. He’s a spy first and foremost, so he uses the fact that he doesn’t look distinctive to his advantage.
History:
Yemon was born to an engineer mother and a blacksmith father. He was the youngest in his family, boasting an older sister who constantly makes fun of him. Other than that, Yemon's childhood was relatively uneventful.
Yemon learned at a young age that his voice naturally absorbed the energy from his body, leaving him weakened after short bursts and confusingly made it rather easy to manipulate adults. His voice naturally carried chakra with it and allowed him to hone it to do some very interesting things. Yemon made his way through school at a slow pace, preferring to hang around with his father and cut classes more often than not. He really didn't find much joy in listening to people super-impose their beliefs on him simply because Yemon didn't find things like that enjoyable. What he did like was the idea of being a spy. Changing appearances, pretending to be someone else and so on and so forth. He liked the amount of extra work it took and his personal fear of speaking made it interesting to him. .
Spy training was what Yemon enjoyed, he wasn’t exactly good at it, as not being liking to speak inhibited some of the finer points of espionage. Though he found it intriguing. Walking into a bathroom and coming out someone else was always a fun idea to him. Yemon enjoyed simply cut his hair, or not and color it, toss on a dress and walk out. He looked like a generic skinny person so being able to vanish was an easy thing to do. Eventually he became a genin.
Personality:
Yemon is quiet, when not fighting. He knows how dangerous words can be so he tends to stray away from them when he has no need or want to fight. That and talking, makes you noticable. He keeps to very basic and unassuming questions in order to keep conversations vague unless he’s information gathering.
Yemon's personality is defined by his innate lack of worry and his tenancy to not really judge anyone. He gets his work done, at a leisurely pace and tends to miss deadlines that seem trivial or boring. He just sort of goes with the flow as much as he can because that's far more normal for him than being too emotionally involved. Yemon can be found frequently relaxing, or looking for something to stifle his boredom. Which comes and goes at set intervals based on what is going on around him. He does not calculate things, he just acts, preferring not to think. As Yemon doesn't like second guessing himself, hindsight is pretty useless if you stop moving forward. The young man is more philosopher than anything else and tends to keep himself moving time and time again. Yemon also tends to relax more than not and has a very different set of beliefs from most people.
Yemon has a natural problem with authority, preferring to ignore anything and everything for the fact that he really doesn't care what people tell him. Not because he doesn't get his work done or because he dislikes authority, he just doesn't feel the need or want to deal with things like that. They seem almost distant and beneath him. It comes from his relaxed attitude. Most people want everyone to get up and do as much as they can, but he has no real motivation. Or at least, he has motivation and does things he wants to do. He will spend hours honing a skill or muscle movement if he thinks it's something that is useful or interesting. Though, if you ask him to rescue a cat, he would probably respond with the cat should get a new owner.
Yemon lives by the idea that fear makes you smart. Only stupid people aren't scared of things. After all, people who are fearless make careless actions. So, while he's good at hiding and not showing it, Yemon relies on intuition a lot more than most and doesn't prefer to get into fights with anything or anyone he doesn't have to or doesn't know anything about. He prefers to talk his way out of situations, though a lot of times that simply is him being as bored as possible until the problem goes away.
Yemon has a lot of fears. The primal fear of the dark, the fear of the unknown, the fear of stupidly overpowered super jutsu and bloodline limits than make things akin to gods. Yemon believes that fear makes you smart, even if curiosity makes you stupid. Yemon is afraid of thing stronger, faster, more powerful, dangerous and everything in-between. Fear makes your decisions understand who you are, and so he is actually afraid of things that should normally be scary. Drowning, death, mortality, losing his sanity, the list goes on and on. Yemon, however doesn't fear snakes, he thinks they're cute.
Roleplay Sample:
- Spoiler:
- 5 Weeks Ago
“What kind of mission is this anyway?!” The young samurai asked as he stared blankly at the paper. “Why me?! Why do I have to go, better question, why do I have to do anything?! I suck!” He exclaimed in a rather belligerent tone to his superior.
Akawaga Yemon was a young boy who looked as vain and unremarkable as he could be. He looked like any child of his age, but even weirder was that his entire body was confusing. He could have been a little girl, in fact his boss had thought he was for the better part of two years if that said anything about the young man. Though, in reality there was no way in hell that was going to go anywhere.
Yemon grunted from behind his lips and pouted as much as he could as he read the mission again. Someone put their hands on his head. The hands were distinctly female as the young boy wondered how in the heck he was actually going to be able to do anything like what was described in the mission parameters. He hit the desk in front of him and the woman slithered into his vision looking down on Yemon. She always did. Her body had actual form, she stood taller than most girls at five foot eleven inches, Yemon’s older sister giggled. Though, whether it was out of malice or just normal patronage was unanswered.
She had a sharp bone structure, smaller breasts than most girls her age, and the girl’s muscles would have made any decent body-builder cry. She was the real pride and glory of the Akawaga family, Yemon was just the little brother. His eyes looked up at her from behind his bangs and he shifted his weight. Yemon had fair skin, his sister looked like she actually got sun from time to time, which happened to be few and far between in the Land of Iron.
“I hate you and everything you stand for, sis.” Yemon said with a grunt. He knew there was no way to get out of this one and to be honest, that was probably fine by him. She laughed again as Yemon went back to reading. The mission was long term and based on intelligence gathering. The reason Yemon had been chosen was also quite simple, just like it. Yemon looked too bland. People passed over him no matter what was going on, he did everything kind of average, and he just looked average. His parents had lost him quite a few times as a young boy because he was just, able to disappear into a crowd.
The boy’s lack of remarkable features meant that he was now on the proverbial chopping block with no real way to go but down. He shifted his gaze to his sister. “So what do I get to bring with me? They’re are like Ninjas out there, they stomp me faster than a stingy jackrabbit!” Yemon said to his sister who had simply been mocking him with her bored tone. He was being mocked and to be completely honest, Yemon didn’t like it.
“You are going on this deep-cover mission because I assigned it to you. End of story Yemon, on top of it you’re one of the only people in the entire land of iron that can literally walk into any city plaza and just be a ghost. You will have to be, or I’ll be nice and tell mom and dad that you died valiantly, though knowing you it will be pathetic and uninteresting.” Yemon’s sister declared explicitly to her brother before reaching back to the box behind her. “Oh, and take Airgetlam.”
“You want to send me into a stupid amount of enemy territory with a broken sword. Nothing else?” Yemon stared blankly as he opened the box. The shattered blade sat in pieces but he took the hilt of the weapon and spun it along a pair of fingers and then slipped it into the secondary scabbard that had been made for the broken weapon.
“No, well get you some food, some spending money, and we’ll expect regular information on the movements of ~Withdrawn~. She looked at the little boy and grinned, Yemon was pretty sure it was simply because she was mocking him and expected little more than to have some other person respond with a note saying Yemon had unfortunately been killed and dumped in a ditch. He signed and resigned himself to the fact that his sister was obviously not going to budge and he was pretty sure that her boss was the one that had picked his sad face out of a hat.
“Why can’t I have a katana?” Yemon asked looking at Airgetlam again. His sister waved a finger at him and pointed the obvious out.
“Cause if a ninja saw you with a Land of Iron katana, the would probably know you’re a samurai!” She gave him a nod and then mocked him by adding “-de gozaru.” Yemon wanted to ball up his fist and punch her, but he was pretty sure that was akin to breaking his fist on a wall. “You remember all of the activating words for it, right Yemon?” She asked condescendingly to which her brother just rolled his eyes and moved his lip up one side of his teeth like an annoyed child.
“Of course I remember them all!” He said, “But they don’t really matter cause you broke it!” Yemon pointed out annoyed. His older sister made a face that clearly said that was true but nothing more on the subject and shrugged. After which she spent the next half hour explaining how Yemon was going to get in contact and relay information back to the Land of Iron.
Most of the different types of information trading had been taught from the basics but Yemon obviously now had to take a much more function crash course in how to do more basics that he ever wanted too.
4 Weeks Ago
Yemon sat sipping tea as he looked out over the beautiful snow. The air was brisk but he had been working all morning with his sister and a few others going over transitional information and direct channels of information trading. The air blew across his face as his nose wiggled and he rolled his shoulders just to sip at his tea again. Most people would have thought it was cute, but Yemon had a death glare fixed on his sister and her boyfriend as they clashed swords in the distance. Simply because they were ruining his perfectly good morning and he wanted to beat them both up on general principles.
Eventually Kai, her boyfriend made his way from the small training area back up to Yemon’s perch on the porch of the building first. Not because he had lost or because they were done, but because he seemed to see something Yemon would never see in himself. Kai, was a combat king, so was Yemon’s sister, Saska. The young boy nodded politely as he poured himself some more tea and then another glass and offered it to Kai. Who, voraciously gulped it down much to Yemon’s dismay.
“So, ready to leave home for a few years?” He asked the young boy and Yemon nodded. “What made you say yes? She probably wouldn’t have pushed it if you decided that this wasn’t what you wanted to do, Yemon.” Kai asked politely as he saw Yemon’s eyes flash. Yemon had amazing body language for a young spy because of his ability to always seem either bored, or part of the crowd, but that question had obviously caught him off-guard. Kai waited for some kind of answer, and realized after mulling it over that Yemon was probably thinking about how to answer it.
“Whatever.” Yemon said as vaguely as he could, the young boy shifted his weight slightly to hold himself up by his hands rather than his knees and simply looked back up at Kai, and then out over the snow-covered hillside and thought for a moment. “If I stay here, I’ll just be stuck in her shadow and dad’s and mom’s and to be honest, Kai. I’m gonna be stuck in yours as well especially if you keep hanging around her.” The young boy said with a shrug.
Kai nodded, Yemon was right but that was really no reason to just up and leave because there were a ton of people who could have been decent information gathers in the world of ninja. They were a neutral country, and Kai understood the idea of having someone useless and unassuming being the leader of the group. His arm moved over to toy with Yemon’s hair like Saska had always done and he got a look of very intense disdain for a moment. Yemon was a new samurai, not like him and Saska, they had been samurai much younger and were much stronger. “Don’t get yourself killed, kid. She would probably destroy the entire world if you did.” Kai responded to Yemon.
Kai got up slowly and walked back towards Saska, who was doing simple snap horizontals waiting for him. She had most likely heard the entire exchange but even if she had, Saska didn’t seem to mind or care. The young boy watched them for a bit longer before standing up and deciding that he didn’t need to be at this particular place for the moment. “I’m stupid, just not that stupid.” He said under his breath and headed back to his room.
3 Weeks ago
“If I hit you really really hard can I be reprimanded into doing something that’s less repetitive?” Yemon asked his sister as he looked out at the twilight and realized he had been going over this random information for literally months, hours, days. It was boring and he had done it all hundreds of times over the past two weeks. He got it, if it was drilled any harder into his brain the foundations would have cracked from tectonic damage.
Saska looked down her nose at her brother, like he wasn’t even important enough to warrant her time or effort. Which, he wasn’t but comments like that simply made it much more pertinent to the situation at hand. He sighed, extremely heavily and shifted his weight so that he could ignore whatever other stupid comment he was going to make at her. The worst part was, she didn’t even glare at him, with a simple look of vague holier-than-thou she had shut her brother up forever.
Yemon did in fact shut up at the point, groaning to himself. He spent the next ten hours going over everything he had been learning non-stop. Even with the young man’s lack of motivation he had made it to the point where he knew enough to solve all the major problems he seemed to have over time. Yemon was on his way to becoming a real spy, and he was actually, despite his best attempts to the contrary, good at it.
A few hours after that, Yemon slumped over asleep in his bed. His sister brought Kai to her side and they talked with Yemon’s parents for a good few more hours. Yemon was as ready as he was going to be. On general principles, there was always a way to sell your soul, but he would make a good distraction for what was going to come next over the following months. Time was definitely not on their side and for that reason they wanted to make sure they knew as much as they could. While Yemon wasn’t the only spy being sent into the field for fear of ninja starting more wars out of complete stupidity, they weren’t from this family.
The next morning Yemon woke up and his sister and his parents were already at work. He figured it would be that way, they had left all of his stuff, which had been packed neatly at the entrance on the table. Yemon slung the scabbard for Airgetlam over his shoulder and then muttered the activating words to shift it into a bass. The weapon shifted and warped before he grabbed his pack and slung it over his other shoulder, and headed out into the world.
2 Weeks ago: Border of the Land Of Iron
Yemon was sitting at the inn playing a light song on Airgetlam, the music slowly rolling off the strings as he sat with his eyes closed and just rocked his head to the music slowly. Each string was pressed and bounced with practiced rhythm, noone at the small inn had cared to shut him up, one man had even tossed him a few coins after he played a song the man was grateful for. A few of the samurai were relaxed and kept ordering drinks, possibly off-duty as Yemon continued playing. The place was relaxing just as Yemon was, he was on his way out of the country and wanted to just sit back on his last days here. A young woman made her way over to his table and looked down at the young boy. “Hello miss, is this seat taken?” She asked.
“No, Ma’am.” He said, not bothering to correct her complete misuse of pronouns. The woman was almost as old as his mother, though much more perky, Yemon’s mother always smelled of headlight fluid and elbow grease, though that was probably the wrong set of words to describe it. Yemon’s mother was an engineer, while this woman smelled of sweet things and didn’t seem to be bothered by the weather. He got a brief glimpse of the band in a pack at her side. Obvious ninja was obvious, Yemon didn’t care. People came and went all the time around the border so he figured she was doing the same.
The older woman relaxed as Yemon’s fingers continued to twirl over the strings of the bass, she was swaying softly as she flagged down the bartender and asked for a drink. Yemon began humming softly as he kept playing before a beer came out to the woman and she finally turned her attention to the young boy. “So what’s a little girl like yourself doing?”
Yemon looked up at her and changed the key by shifting his hands up a bit and playing something a little faster. “I’m traveling the world, seeing new things.” He said as vaguely as he could. Though the answer was definitely not a lie, there was no useful information in anything he said. He nodded back to the older woman as if to ask the same question. She was too enticed by her drink to notice so he relaxed and said. “What about you Ma’am?”
“Just visiting, I like the snow.” She said and Yemon figured that she was definitely not going to tell him anything useful. One of the samurai wandered over the table, obviously he knew the woman and they began to chat, ignoring the “young girl” as Yemon went back to focusing on “her” bass and current jazz line. Yemon relaxed into the music again and rolled his fingers along the instrument before finishing with a long hold of a G. He stood up and nodded politely at the two and then headed for the door, opening it into the winter wonderland and heading towards the border into the Land of Earth.
The guards at the border asked Yemon what he was doing there, but he got by on the “Heading to the next village to play music for.” It was easy, not one person seemed to have eyes for Yemon for longer than a few moments, hell the guards tried to talk about him after a few minutes and couldn’t determine what Yemon looked like other than could have been a guy, or could have been a girl. Once the young man had made his way far enough out of sight he pressed energy into his muscles and shot forward, running, a normal run not a stupid forward ninja crawl at a decent pace to try and make the next town by early sunset.
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