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Haishi
Posts : 3 Join date : 2011-10-04
| Subject: Haishi-san Tue Oct 04, 2011 1:03 pm | |
| Kirigakure Shinobi - Spoiler:
|Basics| Name: Haishi. Nickname/Aliases: Host Samurai / Samurai / Host. Age: 33. Physical Age: 30's. Gender: Male. Birthplace: Marble Town, probably somewhere in the map. Nobody cares about it, so it's unknown. Previous Residence: Outskirts of Konohagakure. Clan: Retainer to Aburame Clan (Doesn't really have blood ties to the clan, just serves them as a retainer). ||Appearance| General Appearance:Head: His face is well developed and mature, explaining that he isn't exactly youthful, but neither is he old. He is merely the in between's known as being 30 years old. Between the decay of the age of 40's and the prime of being in his 20's. Cleanly shaven with the occasional shade of a stubble, he sports a hair past his ears enveloping the back of his neck, slicked back. Black and brilliant. His eyes stone grey, as he wears an expression of being jovially carefree. That nothing in this world weighs in, as a result, he has a smile line on both edges of his mouth from his consistent show of being happy. His teeth pearly white, which suggests he puts quite some time into cleaning them up, an attention to the details of his features. Always a single hair strand sticks from his peak. Upper Body: Draped around his neck is a white cloth adorned with a pattern of red and green. Some carp fish and a leaf thingy. And worn with his chest exposed is a Kimono with a simple pattern of a vertical bunch of grey lines. He clearly is an exercised one, muscles being well developed, but has been shown to be fading away which suggests he has gotten to a carefree lifestyle which neglects his own body in turn for luxuries and merrymaking which takes little to no effort to perform. His sleeves are flowing, and hangs from his forearm, as he wears a sash around, which often has a scabbard worn, or something hugged to his waist. It also keeps his Kimono in place, loosening the sash means unraveling his entire Kimono. The inside of said Kimono is lined with fur, which keeps Haishi warm, and in fact, it is what he wears all the time, and inside his Kimono are a set of pockets where he can just stuff things inside. But because of the fine fabric, and Haishi's delicate attention given to his Kimono, it doesn't really wear out. ORRRR there is a theory that Haishi has a wardrobe filled with dozens of the same Kimono and white cloth and sash. Either ones work, easier to believe the latter than the former. Lower Body: An uncommon practice, Haishi wears a pants that he ties up with a knot underneath his Kimono, and a pair of sandals. Sometimes he wears tabi socks, and at other times, he wears boots. Underneath his pants, he wears a regular pair of boxers. His legs mimic his upper body in terms of muscles. Meaningly it is also muscular, very toned, and unlike the upper body, it didn't fade. A curious thing. But for the most part, said pants he wears is white, and has a set of pockets to keep his things as well. Entire Body: Usually because of his flowing pattern, everyone mistakes Haishi for a vagrant, or some Ronin, much to his chagrin. A Ronin being a masterless Samurai. The way he carries himself is much unlike that of a ninja, and it is obvious he is no Shinobi just by the way he wears his clothing. That he is more akin to a traveler than someone who settled down. A wanderer in all essence. Carrying his stuff on his person, and often what he needs, giving the impression he doesn't leave his things back at home mostly because he travels. Though a stereotype this may be, it is partially true. Not to mention he carries a scabbard with a sword on his right waist, not pointing downward, that many newbies make the mistake of carrying the sword downwards with edge facing down instead of upwards. Ruining said quality. The fact he also carries his sword (if he had one) on his waist, than the traditional practice of wearing a Ninjato on the back, also betrays what he is. Either mistaken for a Ronin, a Vagrant, or some Host Samurai. Height: 6' 0" feet. Weight: 169 lbs. Eye Color: Grey. Hair Color & Style: Black, slicked back.
Gallery:- Spoiler:
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||Rank Information| Letter Rank: B. Ninja Rank: Chunin. ||Personality| Overall Personality: If there was ever such a disgrace to the code of the Samurai being Bushido, it would be Haishi. A man with no place in the world, his ethics separates him from the Samurai, whom are honor-bound, and his discipline from the Samurai making him separate from the Ninja. Dishonorable being his vice. Yet his carefree attitude hides whatever demon he has hidden away, if looked at psychologically. Always preferring to hang unto whatever he has being done in his spare-time, be lazy, indulge in things society frowns upon. A hedonist in that regard. Not to mention he is outwardly selfish, pleasing himself with artificial rewards not promised, taking in extras, whatever he can manage. An extreme miser whom gives if something more was given back is how he rolls. Hating all things to be like Bushido, or code of conduct, mostly because they are restraining. An unneeded obsolete relic from a past age that doesn't work in the modern age. One where ninjas can wipe villages out, and the least a Samurai like him, being a relic of an older age could do, is NOT give a salutary bow when a ninja would just decapitate them without a second thought. He knows that because he actually seen that, and has questioned the sanity of the Samurai to be so willing to give their lives away so freely, to stick to such outdated beliefs which in fact helps the enemy that is progressing fast, kill them off quite easily. Might as well present a platter with every Samurai hearts to make it easier for them. So it shows that Haishi hates to let himself be tied down to some handicap mentally, when he is perfectly physically capable. Not necessarily cruel because he has a lack of morals, and rather is amoral in himself. He doesn't exactly object to less than questionable methods, a pragmatist yet not a pragmatist, for he indulges in wasteful vices. A contradiction in itself that somehow manifests in this shrewd man. Falling guilty to the sin of greed due to liking what is already there and attainable, rather than the unattainable Samurai "enlightenment" which only so few reach anyways. It was not worth an effort or a hassle to him. So far, the only thing that is in fact held in suspicion is how he has managed to restrain himself to following an Aburame, and even marrying into a family. Though a widower, he doesn't seem to hold much sorrows from his wife's death. Casually brushing it aside and deflecting it as to that she was tying him down anyways, yet he follows an Aburame to repay a debt of kindness that no others had given him. Something that Haishi understands, and honors. A huge contradiction to his lifestyle. Then again, with Haishi, there never has been something consistent in him besides the inconsistency of things. A stray if anything. Perhaps this is his inner Bushido speaking up? Obviously he would deny it, but one may never know what goes on his head. Favorite Quote/Saying: "What a pain in the ass." Hobby: Frequenting the brothel, peeping on the local female onsen, secretly visiting his dead wife's grave, reading hentai magazines, reading manga, lazing around in some café. Favorite Color: Green. Fears: Being caught in a shotgun marriage, losing his subscription over the Jump monthly and weekly issues he pays for, losing all the money he has, living a life of poverty forever being poor. Goals: Find some way to forever live a life filled with hedonistic fun, whilst retaining immortality, privately surrounded in a harem of his own filled with the most comely women around. Forever young like him. So in accurate terms, looking for immortality for himself and choosing himself a band of chicks, probably by immortality inducing jutsus or other means.
||Skill Information| Elemental Affinity:Dominant: Wind. Recessive: N/A.
Skill SpecialtyDominant: Weaponry - Kenjutsu, Projectiles. Recessive: Taijutsu.
Special Characteristics:- Spoiler:
Name: Keen Perception Rank: C Type: Mental Description: The ninja trains their skill in perception and analyzing their environment to more distinct levels. Every physical motion is identified to the ninja whether its a movement in a leaf or change in temperature (as long as they looking in said direction, sight on most movements will be noticed NOTE: this does not mean they are capable of seeing movements which are faster than the human eye's perception, merely they are much more observant.).
Name: Weapon’s fanatic Rank: B Type: Physical Description: The user has a strange passion with shinny objects that are pointed and sharp. They have a well versed understanding of how they work better than the average nin. With this a person is allowed to make better items with better effects and carry around more extra tools (+10 plus the normal amount of kunai, smoke bombs etc) even better at finding traps and disarming them.
Name: Evasion Rank: D-C Type: Physical Description: The user can evade most projectiles if they have the time to dodge. They can evade more techniques now. The user cannot continue to evade attack after attack though. Evasion only makes it less likely for an attack to hit.
Name: Good Accuracy Rank: D-C Type: Physical Description: The user has very good accuracy when using projectiles and other throwing weapons. Their accuracy is around 55% gainst normal nin.. Must have weaponry as a spec. Traits:- Spoiler:
-Reader 2. The Psychologist: You can moderately tell when people are lying. Moderately as to say you can easily see through the basic lies, some lies that when added up, it doesn't make sense. Your deduction skills are increasing. Your able to see patterns in peoples attacks, not all but few that you know the'll probably make adjustments to yourself.
-Knowledgeable: 1. Basic Knowledge: This trait is for those who are beginning to gain knowledge over one or two fields. With basic knowledge, they are novice, only knowing the easiest parts of such trade. They have the knowledge able to recognize.
||History| Family:- Wife: Deceased. History:- Spoiler:
Training Arc: When a Samurai is born, they are born just that; as Samurai. They train from the age they can speak and follow orders, until they have grown into age. Mastering the art of the sword, as it becomes to them, like a part of their souls. To put all materialistic pursuits out of the way, as one sect of Samurai go, and to refine the art of being conventionally powerful without such trivial aids as jutsus. It was an honor-thing. To sculpt the body into a weapon, into fine pieces for the express purpose of combat. The endless swings in Dojos, the repetitive and mundane, the grueling spar where the weak were consequently cast off into cliffs, was what Haishi remembers of those times. Kenjutsu was the profession they practice, and so was archery. The concept of one point unto another, that when fighting with the enemy, one learns about them. To become one with them as they both connect, but under Haishi's interpretation, he sees it literally slicing through the enemy.
Many Samurai were trained this way, advancing through their own ranks, learning how to mold Chakra to sharpen their swords. Swords that were given to those that graduated the Dojos. Swords that will never be replaced. An enforcing of the concept that the sword is the Samurai's soul. That everything in Bushido is exemplified. An age where all Samurai are relatively obsolete to super-soldiers known as Ninja, able to wipe out cities with monstrous jutsus, and conduct wars on their own. But as it goes, Haishi was a graduate of the Dojo, where he had received his sword dubbed "Hitsuka", a wonderful blade forged by the tempered and gentle hands of a female blacksmith.
No doubt she was seen to having an affair with Haishi in his relatively early days. Something kept secret. Something later founded out dishonorable for it to be done out of wedlock, that the blacksmith herself was the one that dropped out of the relationship, leaving a young Haishi sore and embittered.
It was training in an enclave colloquially known as Marble Town. A place where such an immaterial domain of the Samurai hold sway, protecting it from bandits for the surrounding villages, and doing jobs for free, without pay. Everything they wanted was in the forested mountains, from steel to food, the terrain provided. Everything was there, and it had the environment tranquil for training. The surrounding filled with bandits for live practice. To butcher without a second thought for their devilish ways. They were often cleaned up by the more senior students of the Dojo for practice, much to the chagrin of the bandit war chief which commands the hordes. Angered by such sport they were made.
Samurai Arc: War beckoned, horns blared, steel clashed with shield. Haishi was a Samurai, donning a set of armor made from fine steel. Wearing well made fabric for comfort. Haishi was called to war. War against an alliance. An alliance of bandits and a ninja clan banding up together to take the Samurai out. They were well enough to have declared a formal proclamation of war, and a blood warrant for official permission to war in the lands from the village that rules it. So had begun the long and bloody years where sword clashed against kunai. Ninja tactics efficient in wiping the Samurai out, whom demanded to face the opponents in the open, whereas the ninja dwell upon ambush and secrecy. Blade plunged into backs. Jutsus formed and incinerating droves of Samurai.
Despite all of his fibers, his cells screaming. Haishi refused to fight like the ninja enemy whom he faced. Yet whenever he triumphed against them under Bushido, there wasn't much to celebrate. It was always a Pyrrhic victory. His friends were slain, bodies limp on the muddy grounds, and Haishi himself had to learn to bury them, learn all funerary rites because of that. Trumpeting through his head that he was a fool, that the Samurai are fools. All of them for not adapting to the times. That fighting with antiquated means, with antique armor, was a fool notion.
In such an occurring, when Haishi happened to the master Samurai, he explained to her how they were fighting a losing war. That there won't be enough Samurai while the ninjas hide and attack. That bandits were at least easy to kill because they hadn't the military training to face Samurai, but these ninja foes are sneaky devils. The Samurai mistress, much to Haishi's surprise, had agreed. But instead of abandoning Bushido, what was left of the remnant of Samurai gathered under one banner. No more separation. Making one foolhardy assault into the bandit fortress where ninja dwell with their bandit allies.
Despite the sieges sudden attack, and the penetration of the walls, many were left slain in the fields. The Samurai destroyed. Blood flowed to the knees in the fortress. Bodies were dumped outside, that of the Samurai. To be burnt later. Haishi's sword itself shattered in this battle, his armor ruined, his spirit distraught. Flinging away such a weapon, being mistaken for dead, piled inside the Samurai corpses stripped for loot, Haishi disgraced himself by sneaking away. Not answering battle. Having answered the bandit war chief's massacre of his comrades with a wakizashi to his throat, one not belonging to Haishi, but the "soul" of the Samurai mistress herself, before under the darkness of night, he leaves. Drenched in blood, that of his own with another. His wounds weren't too extensive, merely debilitating. Shuffling towards the horizon, walking until his feet grew with blisters.
Vagrant Arc: It was years ever since the battle of the fortress. Haishi wandered around, without purpose. Exiled. Abandoning his creed as a Samurai to become a Ronin. Instead of committing Seppuku, he accepted to live a life of shame, but without feeling such a thing. Indulging in things that were normally forbidden when he was in the enclave. From frequenting brothels, to taking petty money in murdering someone that wronged another, to being a bodyguard for a corrupt businessman aiming to gain a monopoly on things. Whichever fits him, Haishi had begun to descend into becoming what monsters he has fought -- like a shinobi.
Taking upon mercenary-like endeavors to fund his visits to the local brothels often, and his need for food and somewhere to stay. His life was simple, in a way it means to live without much care for the world. Slaying many not for any cause but that of the coin. Experiencing battles against lesser opponents, and the occasional ninja or two. Honing his Kenjutsu as one of the dwindling Samurai of the world. Cleaving enemy after enemy, for a paltry sum. His life was tasteless, repetitive, and always in constant danger. Running along path ways as a survivor whereas his other hired sword compatriots fell in battle. They simply were using sword as if it was a toy, some tool... then again, to Haishi, it's a tool as well. Going through several rusty blades at a time, breaking them and just replacing them. Eventually, Haishi's pay became bigger for his services to the corrupt businessman. Gaining a residence in Konohagakure paid for by the mob boss...
Then some ninjas hired from Konohagakure, slew the boss. In a sense, ended Haishi's days of living by pay. Which after some good months, he was kicked out of the building he rented into. Drifting away from Konohgakure, he merely walked his lonesome path. Setting sail, to get away from Konohagakure as he had become wanted there for dodging taxes which he owes an outstanding sum. Though by that standard, he would just be an F-ranked criminal, mostly wanted for something quite trivial, and nothing as nasty as murder, but it has to do with not being known for having indulged in such a practice.
Setting sail on a boat, he would board to Kirigakure. On a long journey which ended up several sake bottles later in a bar, dead drunk and down on his luck. Partaking in such a thing until one day, he had to pay a fine for public indecency, and neglect of payment to the bar. But he was shown kindness in such a place by a ninja. Someone much younger than Haishi. Taking off all the burdens Haishi founded himself under, for surprisingly no service on Haishi's part. Nothing to do. And he was close to being dead from living off on nothing but sake. Close to dehydration and malnourishment. But he was given a place to go back to, in the Aburame compound.
It was where he was nursed back to health, and he became good friends with his future leader. Someone whom he would serve.
Retainer Arc: After several paperwork, under the guidelines, Haishi was automatically instated in as a Chunin-class Shinobi in Kirigakure by default. He serves the Aburame clan, a ninja clan, and as such, had gained his rank mostly due to a few tests. Displaying quite the prowess with his steel weapon, Haishi had begun to build himself up again from the ruins he was at. Nothing like his olden days as a Samurai, but more as someone whom had pledged allegiance to a master, a vassal. Finding some local girl to marry as he lets himself fall into the illusion of settling down and finding a role in life.
Given out basic ninja handseal training by the Aburame, it was as far an extent Haishi can go as his art was something else entirely. That of the Samurai. He may be able to mold a jutsu, but he wouldn't mold it like a ninja. Though he did follow along Azazel Aburame through missions. It was the least he can do. Going up along the ladder of hard missions. Being steeled for such things, doing quite well despite not being a ninja, and just being a guy armed with a sword.
Eventually, his wife died. But Haishi hadn't shown to budge. Instead, only his visits to the brothels increased. Becoming more promiscuous as he spends his money on such things, and saves it up on the other things. Working for Kirigakure had made him feel at home. The swordsmen of the mist being around, hadn't made him feel like a stranger for honing himself in the art of the blade. Something Kirigakure is no stranger to, but they weren't masters of any particular discipline from the looks of it.
Such was the story of Haishi, someone just making his mark on the world as a stray, a hound of the obsolete past, a relic, given a role in the modern world. A realm of mist where he in fact felt at home. There was this bloodthirsty atmosphere of likeminded individuals whom hadn't cared about such petty things as ethics and codes of conduct. They just do things for the sake of doing them. A lot like the crowd Haishi always wanted to find.
||Face Claim| Series/Game: Doubleleaf's drawings. Name: Some Commish of a Samurai guy. RP example:Average: - Spoiler:
It was a nice day, the clouds littered the skies, the sun dawned the overcast setting, the birds were chirping and the fog was settling in. The people chattered and bartered in the market. It was announced that day in the radio that the favorite hentai manga series called Jump! was running out. Such an announcement spurred and roused the immediate attention of the man that follows the sword. Dishonorable but damn right handsome as Hell. And so begins the adventure of the Host Samurai where he daringly encounters a villain on his treacherous journey to the market. Walking along the path past the crowds, hands in opposing sleeves, chewing on a piece of straw with his conical hat, winds drifting which flowed through his Kimono, his adversary stood opposite of him. Tensing Haishi, as they both stared one another off in the market, within what clear view they had amid the crowd, whom were like a river flowing past Haishi and towards...
Zagazo.
A most putrid and pungent arch-nemesis, Haishi unsheathed his arms from the sleeves, his right palm on his pommel, his dominant hand, tapping against it. Killer intent so high from Haishi as much as it was from Zagazo. Eyes both narrowed into saucers, looking at the one prize -- the stall in between the both of them which contained Jump! manga. Featuring the cover of a certain series called Death Note, featuring some Misa Amane making some saucy interactions with some other girl. It was a yuri edition that Haishi HAD to get, and the one who opposes him, in this grueling test of endurance and willpower, is some small twelve year old Genin. A little brat he never liked, since he had a mustache, and was a total show off, and an ass.
Soon, the streets died off from activity, leaving the two to face each other. The wind blowing away Haishi's conical hat, inviting his displeasure.
"DAMNIT, and I paid good money for that..." thought the Samurai.
Zagoza grinned. That feisty BASTARD. He actually grinned at the inconvenience! So, Haishi, using his kick ass Samurai skills, spread his legs apart, gripping unto his scabbard with his left, and unto his right hand held the Katana. In one fell stroke, Haishi slew a watermelon laying on the stall, as the vendor whimpered by the awesome and mighty power of Haishi. Hopefully that Zagoza was in fact intimidated by such display of skills and prowess.
Unimpressed, that little cheap spazz, Zagoza, took out his kunai and sliced a COCONUT! Why the nerve of that little tyke. So, Haishi, bravely showing how an adult can kick some underdeveloped retarded child's butt, has sliced FIVE WATERMELONS, and sheathed his sword in a style of quick slashing. Giving off an assured smirk back to the little guy, which soon waned into a scowl. Zagoza actually sliced SEVEN APPLES, so Haishi returned the favor and sliced with his katana in a glorious fruity slaughter, TWELVE CRABS, whom are renowned for hard shells, and to be tasty when cooked.
Soon, the entire streets were filled with the corpses of slain foes, mostly fruits and sea products, the blood of watermelons and apples, along with fish guts intermingling with crustacean entrails littered the streets. Whipping his sword across, Haishi flung off the smears he got for slicing through CRABS, something that little bastard couldn't cut up with his PUNY KUNAI. Shows what happens to overcompensating little brats like that kid. Defeated, Zagoza walked away as Haishi begun a dance of victory until he was lightly tapped on his shoulder.
"Sir... we're gonna have to ask you to pay for the damages, here are the bills." The Jounin says, handing over the fine inventory that the Samurai owes.
Queue jaws dropping down as he peered into the list of woeful burdens thrown across on him.
"THAT MOTHERFU--"
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| | | Iavas Kumo Chunin
Posts : 187 Join date : 2011-02-01
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Wed Oct 05, 2011 11:17 am | |
| Just a note, but you can have up to 2 elements as a Chuunin--so you can add another element if you'd like.
For your specialty it's Dominant: Weaponry-Kenjutsu & Projectiles not Dominant: Weaponry - Kenjutsu Recessive: Weaponry - Projectiles SO, you can have 1 more specialty if you'd like. |
| | | Haishi
Posts : 3 Join date : 2011-10-04
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Wed Oct 05, 2011 12:14 pm | |
| Is it fine if I add one in under staff supervision later? I am kind of indecisive at the moment.
And thanks! Fixed the specialty bits. |
| | | ShadowGaia13 D-Rank Criminal
Posts : 125 Join date : 2011-02-12 Age : 31 Location : In a pirate ship
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Fri Oct 07, 2011 6:51 am | |
| You can train another element if you wish IC instead of having it here. Each rank would require you to perform a certain number of words needed to accomplish a new element, which can be found here |
| | | Haishi
Posts : 3 Join date : 2011-10-04
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Fri Oct 07, 2011 8:32 am | |
| Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. Doubt I'd be having a new element. Is there more complications on my sheet or am I good? Once again, thanks. |
| | | ShadowGaia13 D-Rank Criminal
Posts : 125 Join date : 2011-02-12 Age : 31 Location : In a pirate ship
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Fri Oct 07, 2011 3:36 pm | |
| I see nothing wrong. You'll need the Mizukage(s) approval of rank. So I'll pass it along to him/her.
On a side note, his goal is hilarious. |
| | | The Endless Kiri Sanin
Posts : 267 Join date : 2011-02-05
| Subject: Re: Haishi-san Sun Oct 09, 2011 2:26 am | |
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