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PostSubject: Roxas Kouseitan'i   Wed Feb 17, 2010 7:39 pm

General Information
Name: Roxas Kouseitan'i
Nickname/Alias: Thunder Titan of the Leaf
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Weight: 149lbs

Looks and Appearance
Picture:
-Description: N/A
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Purple with circles inside them
-Doujutsu: Two Rinnegan Eyes
Body Type: Fairly muscular
-Height: 5'10"

Personality and Traits
Personality: When he was only four, Roxas would always smile whenever he was with his mother and he was regularly at her side, holding her hand. Despite crying whenever he lost in karate, he started to smile again as soon as he saw Tenshi, his sister, when she came to pick him up from the dojo. Nowadays, Roxas is a stubborn, short-tempered, occasionally confrontational, spontaneous, determined, outspoken, strong-willed, impulsive young man. Despite being witty and cynical, he is shown to be genuinely compassionate and empathetic about others such as bringing a Plus flowers or soothing others when they become doubtful. He is also extremely protective of his friends and family. This latter trait is the driving force behind many of his actions.

He attempts to maintain a detached and "cool" image, despite claiming to not care about what other people think about him. For this reason, he generally keeps his face set in an emotionless look, not showing any in depth feelings. However, despite this "uncaring" image he tries to maintain, he becomes extremely shy and uncomfortable around many women and girls, a thing that a high multitude of his friends have teased him for. He is also rather cocky and has been known to taunt and belittle his opponents when fighting. Conversely, he can also go into a state of deep depression when he loses a major battle or lets a friend down. Another thing that highly distinguishes Roxas from anyone else is his extremely analytical way of viewing things; his primary belief is that the bigs things would not exist without the little details, in which he finds focusing on the minor or minuscule details will always bring forth the 'big picture'.

Although his cocky, hot-headed, and spontaneous nature makes him only appear rather dimwitted to more composed and calculating individuals, Roxas is a highly capable analyst when required, and can instinctively catch on to most things much quicker than those around him. His natural yellow hair and rebellious disposition tend to annoy many intimidating figures, who constantly make the unwittingly stupid decision of picking a fight with him. Roxas claims that he does not care about other people's opinions about him (both in regards to his hair and other subjects), and seems to enjoy fighting people. Similarly, he is also a diligent researcher in the art of science, he constantly takes it upon himself to study the basic compounds and make-up of the atomic and molecular structure of solid materials such as steel or earth, this research helping him in the area of earth-bending.

Due to his constant fights with unintelligent passer-byers and his seemingly emotionless look, many students are rather afraid of him. Despite this, he has a warm and kind heart, defiantly looks out for those placed in his charge, and is, to a degree, quite compassionate once he understands another's point of view or opinion. This trait makes him quite likable to children and younger people. As such, he has almost never threatened or raised his voice to his friends . However, he has some trouble with authority and traditional respect, and is often quite rude and disrespectful when talking to those older than himself. Although he does not intend to be rude, he tends to call elders by nicknames such as 'gramps' and inadvertently disrespect high-ranked benders by referring to them by their first name.

Another tendency found in Roxas is his corrective personality. He tends to restate facts in a more technically correct fashion, which has earned him the title by some as a smart-ass or seen as too determined to be correct. This is not the point, however, Roxas's sole reason for correcting people's technical mistakes is to make sure everyone gets the correct idea, and do not believe what isn't necessarily true. At times, Roxas quite prefers a peaceful life of solitude, without the interference of others. He has an extremely improper social life, but is quite the strategic genius in battle; withholding the ability to conjure up plans at a moments notice, when they are most required - based on his own observations.

A few things that Roxas likes very much are fighting, training, science, and girls. Although he onlys fights if absolutely necessary, he enjoys it quite a lot. He is very well known for utilizing science when in any form of combat, this adding to his technique's lethality - because he will often combine them. What also makes him quite a foe to go up against is his creativity and imagination, which drives his high ability to combine his techniques in just the right way that makes them that much stronger. When he isn't training his butt off at the training ground or sparring a friend, he is deeply emerged in research or studying.

In contradicting of his likes, he also has some dislikes; for he is human, and every human dislikes at least something! Some of the things that he hates, which are the primary ones, would most likely be ignorance, arrogance, and bullies.
Likes: Girls, Ramen, Training, Sparring, and Science.
Dislikes: Bullies, Suna no Kuni, Ignorance, and Arrogance
Fears: In a way, he fears failure.
Religion: N/A
Catch Phrase: "It is rarely so that we, as humans, can be put to blame for our mistakes. For any person, man or woman, is only as perfect or imperfect as the world around them."

Rank and Skill Information
Country/Village: Konoha no Kuni - Leaf Country
-Loyalty: 9
Village Rank: Head of ANBU Black OPs
-Skill Rank: S
Specialties:
-Main: Ninjutsu and Medical Jutsu
-Sub: Genjutsu and Taijutsu
Elements:
Raiton (Lightning), Suiton (Water), Fuuton (Wind), Katon (Fire), and Doton (Earth)
Jutsu List:
[In Next Post]

Clan and Bloodline Limit
Clan Name: Unknown
Clan Location: N/A
Kekkei Genkai: The Rinnegan is the most revered and, according to Jiraiya and Fukasaku, the most powerful of all the three great dōjutsu. The Rinnegan's occurrence is so rare that Jiraiya once believed its existence was only a legend, and Kakashi Hatake believes it to be only a mutation.[1] There have thus far been only two known users: the Sage of the Six Paths and Nagato. With the Sage long deceased, and Nagato now dead there are no other confirmed Rinnegan user alive at this point.

The Rinnegan is characterized by a ripple-like pattern around the pupil, with a grayish-purple iris and sclera. In addition to enabling the user to quickly master various jutsu, the user may also use all six forms of chakra nature transformation which, as noted by Ibiki Morino, literally allows its user to use any technique they wish. It also allows the user to use all of the six paths techniques.[2] Like the Sharingan and the Byakugan, the Rinnegan also allows the user to see chakra, including otherwise hidden barriers. According to Nagato's partner Konan, the possessor of the Rinnegan can also control the seventh path of Pain, who is "beyond life and death", that can use the Outer Path: Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique, which allows the Rinnegan user to revive all people who have recently died.

Because Nagato's Six paths of Pain were all reanimated corpses, their Rinnegan was added to their bodies by Nagato through some unknown means. By doing so, Nagato could see each individual body's field of vision, coordinating the bodies with extremely precise planning, even during battles. Due to this effect, unlike the Byakugan, the Rinnegan does not have a blind spot, as long as the bodies are looking in every direction or at least one body is looking at the desired target. Because of this advantage, an opponent must blind one body, or distract all others in order for a blind spot to be opened. The animals summoned by the Animal Path also had Rinnegan, suggesting that Nagato controlled and could see through them as well. Madara Uchiha also stated that while the Sharingan and Mangekyō Sharingan can translate some of the text on the tablet the Sage left behind, only the Rinnegan can fully read the words on it.

Weapons and Item Creation
Weaponry: Nothing but basic weaponry

Background and Roleplaying
History: It was a cold winter night in the Hidden Leaf Village, all was silent, and all was peaceful. Not for long though, for a scream filled the area with a piercing cry. The source of this noise came from a home not to far from the Konohagakure Medical Hospital. "Hold on!" Oshito Ishanin, Roxas's father, told his wife soothingly. "We'll get you to the hospital!" he picked her up gently, and ran out the door towards the Medical Building as fast as he could. He then body flickered into the room in front of the receptionist. "My wife is giving birth help us!" he shouted, as another piercing scream echoed through the building. The receptionist seemed to hesitate with fear before pressing a small button on the desk and a beep was heard. "A baby is coming!" she shouted, frantically as medical ninja swarmed the entire room, coming in with a cot, placing the woman on it, and rolled her through the emergency doors. Oshito followed his wife, Nibu Ishanin, as the medical ninjas rolled her away. He prayed silently to himself as they prepared to remove the baby by applying anesthetics and soothing the mother.

"We're losing her!" a medical ninja shouted, now becoming nervous as a drop of sweat swelled up and dropped from his forehead. "We can only save one but the other will die!" another shouted, looking towards Oshito now. Oshito thought about it for a multitude of seconds before beginning his reply. "Sav-" he began, but his wife gripped his hand with strength. "Save...our son..." she told him, her eyes watering as she moaned in pain. "I-I Ca-a-an't..." he told her, beginning to cry as well. "Save...him" she told him, now demanding before her grip grew weak and she screamed once more, now gripping the blanket. "We need an answer now!" the medical ninja shouted. "Save...the child..." Tatsu told them, forcing out the last two words like raw meat. "Save...Roxas..." he repeated as he crouched down taking his wife's hand as he caressed it gently. "Please. Take care of Rox..." she tried to say but it was too late. Her eyes sat emotionless and her face expressionless. She was now dead and the cries of a baby filled the room as the medical ninja wrapped it in a blanket and handed it to Oshito.

He looked at the baby with loving eyes as it cried. He began to softly rub the baby's head cause it to stop crying and looked back at it's father with curious eyes. "I love you..." he said, looking towards his wife as tears streamed down his face. He didn't care what anyone thought of him, He would cry if he wanted to, and he needed to. He walked out of the hospital back home and placed the baby in the crib they had bought in advance. After covering up the baby and giving him a warm bottle of milk Oshito went upstairs to his room where he lay splayed out on the bed ready to be overcome by sleep. That day had been the worst day of his life. He lost his wife. But not only that, although he had lost a life he had also received a new one. 'His name will be...Roxas Nibu Ishanin...' he thought, drifting off into the empty void of sleep. He knew that he had long days ahead of him and a bigger job. He was now a single father and he would probably have to live in an apartment unless he was able to go on more missions.

"Da-da?" Roxas said, adorably. "That's right..." Oshito told him lovingly as he picked up his infant son in his arms and cradled him gently. "I'm Da-da." he told his son, as he tickled his exposed belly. Roxas was only one and a half years old and wore only a diaper as he lay in his father's arms. "Ma-ma in hee-aaven?" Roxas asked, his eyes goggling as he looked past his fathers gentle and encouraging face to the pattern of the roof. "Yes. Mama in heaven." he reassured his son as he carried him outside. Many of Oshito's friends passed by as they waved at Roxas. Some stopped to hold him or play with him, or even introduce him to their pets or own children. Oshito seemed to never be interested in any of it though. He would normally pay attention to everything around people, like nature, the sky, and everything that wasn't man made. He loved nature and the sweet scents of flowers and the colors of the different petals that were like sugar for his eyes. Although he yet to understand the full extent of what any of this meant he was a fairly intelligent baby.

At the age of two he began to develop a liking for fruit. He loved how fruit could be eaten without drink because of how much moisture was in it. He especially loved cherries, tomatoes, and sometimes he could eat parts of watermelon if it wasn't too rough or hard. He was still interested in God and Heaven and about his mother and constantly asked his dad what his mother was doing. The same reply came every time "She's watching over us from heaven. She's with Jesus." Roxas loved to learn and mostly enjoyed his father reading him stories about past ninjas and sometimes even make believe books of ninjas that never even really existed. He loved the stories a lot none the less. He always asked his dad if he was ever a ninja and Oshito felt a low wave of despair as he answered. "I gave that up a while ago." Oshito would respond, vaguely. "Why?" Roxas asked, in that broken tone that only babies possess. "Because I wanted to spend more time with you." Oshito said, picking up his son and tossing him into the air before catching him skillfully in his arms. This always made Roxas giggle because he enjoyed the thrill of flying.

When he was three years old he began to dream of becoming a ninja. "Daddy, I'm going to be the best ninja that ever lived! I'll even beat the Hokage himself!" Roxas shouted, as he jumped around punching pillows. "No one will stand a chance against me!" and with that he kicked the pillow into the air and punched it into the wall. "I won't let anything happen to my little ninja..." Oshito said, as he came up behind Roxas and tickled him. Roxas was subdued as he fell to the floor laughing as he was tickled nearly to death. Roxas loved playing ninja and loved to dream. His father wanted to do anything he could to help his son achieve his dream of becoming the most powerful ninja ever, although Oshito doubted it was possible but he believed in his son and began to train him at the young age of 6.

"Dad! I've finally got it!" Roxas shouted, as he leapt into the air and spun in a complete three-sixty rotation tossing kunai and shurikens as he swirled. Every kunai and shuriken hit their bulls-eye except for two or three that hit a couple of inches off. He was now seven and very skilled with kunai and shuriken and that sort of basic weaponry. He enjoyed training with his dad and that was one of their favorite things that they did together. As Roxas trained harder and harder each day he finally completely mastered the move at the age of 8 when he first began to gain his abilities, playing with the bugs and talking to them as if they were his friends. He was able to make his movements precise and complete the thrust and angle with such effectiveness that it was hard to miss.

Now nine years old Oshito enrolled Roxas in the academy. Roxas was the only Ishanin in his class and at time he felt left out among the others. Roxas loved learning new jutsus such as the academy jutsus and when he had mastered them all, which was easy for him, he graduated from the academy and finally became a Genin at the age of nine. He loved being a Genin and wore his headband as soon as he received it. His father was so proud of his son and his accomplishment and took him out to celebrate at a nearby ramen shop. They ordered the usual and had a good time as they ate and talked about the future to come and how Roxas wanted to one day become the Hokage, a much higher honor than defeating him.

Roxas began to spend a lot of time on missions but still spent some time with his dad and some of his friends when he wasn't working hard to help out his dad. He wanted to make everything perfect and make it where they could move back into their old house. Someone was currently living it it but they planned on buying it back so Roxas was saving up. His dad was saving as well from selling ninja gear. He sold shurikens, kunai, scrolls, ninja wire, and other items that were essential to a normal ninja in Sunagakure. His best seller were senbons and they were a personal favorite of Roxas as well. His father always told him it wasn't the strength or size of something but the skill of the user using the item. He taught his son that honor and virtues were the most important part of life and to not dabble in money and riches but love and good always conquered evil and hatred. Roxas always loved to hear what his father had to say and wanted to teach the same to his son when he grew up.

Roxas was now eleven and the Chuunin Exams were coming up. He wanted so badly to win and finally be promoted to a Chuunin in his turn. It wouldn't be just' another step to achieving his goal, it would be a large step, an important step. Anything but 'just' a step. He signed up and registered as soon as the stands opened up. The line was pretty long but Roxas was a very patient person and finally registered. He felt excited and couldn't wait. His anticipation was rushing through his veins with every passing day as the week ended and it was close to the first exams. He spent the last three days training as hard as he possibly could before the first test began. The first one was a written test, he had read many books on the material and has passed with a breeze. After all it wasn't that hard.

The second portion of the Chuunin exams was what he had been waiting for. The fighting. He faced off against a Hyuuga and easily defeated him and won the match, and moved on to the next portion. After defeating a regular clanless ninja in that portion after a vigorous battle, he was finally moving on to the finals. They would determine who became a Chuunin and who wouldn't. He was kind of nervous but he shook it off after remembering his past matches that flew by like a breeze. They hadn't even been hard and he doubted that this one would be any more difficult. When the day came he found out that he would be facing off against a powerful Uchiha. After intense training Roxas had nearly mastered his kekei genkai abilities, and had even made his own jutsus. The match started off with his opponent winning but Roxas came back easily and defeated his opponent, winning the Chuunin Exams and becoming a Chuunin.

He ran home to tell his father about what had happened and his father was so proud of him. Roxas loved being a Chuunin, now instead of the boring old D rank missions he was now going on C and B rank missions. There was a lot more action and adventure and he loved practicing and training with his dad. They would even spar from time to time, his father defeating him most of the times but Pendo winning occasionally. Pendo couldn't believe his life. It was utterly perfect in itself. He was a success as a ninja so far and hoped that his success continued. His dream remained the same, he wanted to become Hokage and be the greatest ninja who ever lived and maybe even make Konoha more powerful. It was possible but doubtful. He still dreamed such dreams of these concepts though even though no one believed any of it could ever happen except his father. His father always believed in him.
Family: (your character's PC or NPC family members)
-Father: Unknown
-Mother: Unknown
-Siblings: None
-Other: Uncle - Austin
RP Sample: The room was near silent, the only sound being the pitter patter of rain outside. Everything seemed motionless at first, not even a bug crept through the small box-like room, until the slightest of movement showed at least a single sign of life. The young jounin known only as Pendo awoke by his own hand, as he always did. He tended to wake himself up at the perfect time, because as he looked at his soundless clock he realized what time it was. Yes, time for the beginning of a very dreary day, as well as a funeral. He pulled his legs over the side of the bed and sat up to prop his head on his arms. As his hands met his face, he relaxed his neck and thought about life, death, and how the two met in battle so many times in the ninja world. Death would often fight off life and claim it's victim, but sometimes when life cared about a certain individual, it would fight even harder to save it from death, but even so - death had it's own feelings as well about who it wished to claim.

It was a fairly good analogy, Pendo thought it was anyway. It fit well, and he knew that the day that Ayumu had died, there must've been a tremendous clash between the two forces of life and death. Both wanting to save or claim a common victim. Pendo was sure that death was reluctant to take Ayumu's opponent, but even something as dark and sinister as death lived by a set of rules that it must follow. The rain began to grow much louder as the sound thickened into a thumping on his roof. He would be required to attend the funeral, not that he would've attended it anyway, but he had inquired the idea of everyone being punctual and he would not be the one to displace his own ideas. He wasn't tired though, he never was despite the fact that he attained only four hours of sleep at a time. He did this to save time and to be ready if anything new comes up.

He retained his hands to their placements within his pockets before moving to his closet. He pulled the two panels of wood aside to reveal an encampment of clothes of his own choosing. Different kinds were there: suits, heavy training gear, light training gear, armor, robes, all kinds of clothing. He slowly pulled out a black suit hung on a single hanger, and glanced over it before nodding to himself. It was a very nice and formal attire that would slightly fit in, being black, but also stand out from the usual visual of gray. Pendo closed his closet once more before laying the silk suit on his bed. He then proceeded to remove his current clothes that were of casual sleeping attire, before slipping on his pants, shirt, and then suit jacket. When he was completely set he moved to the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal to eat, careful not to spill a single drop on his new silk suit.

After finishing his breakfast he placed the bowl and spoon in the sink, noting to wash the dishes when he returned from this important event. He sighed, looking out his window into the wet darkness beyond the paned glass window. His eye wandered back to his hand which had began to shake, clenching to the counter as if for dear life. Another important life lost in Konoha...Someone who had killed one to save a thousand. Pendo felt a large pang of guilt that he hadn't been there to help, he could've done something, something to have stopped the tragedy that sat in the corner of everyone's mind, that was even unnoticed in the minds of some. How could he just sit here in his nice suit, with his nice cereal, and yet not feel the pain that the young ANBU leader had felt?

Pendo's mind whirled as it processed it all, he had always thought that Konoha wasn't at war when they were, at war with missing ninja...with Akatsuki. Both were a grand and monstrous threat to the currently sorrowful village. Remorse and sadness lingered around him, as if it were the very oxygen he was breathing in. Every second, he realized, was just as important as the one before it. Pendo once again let out a sigh, as he released his now whitening grip on the counter. He turned to face the western wall of the kitchen before walking out the side door that led into the alley way. It was a good exit because it led out into a clear path, where there were no villagers or anyone else in the way. The rain felt gently down, taking the risk of getting close to the master of water, but seemed to bounce off of thin air as it came within a centimeter of him. He was repelling the water from his suit so that it would not get soaked.

He walked down the cement-paved area with a perfect execution of steps that showed his skill and swiftness with each strident step. Any on-lookers would never even think about coming too close at first glance, but he also had a hint of humbleness to his look, his face was only slightly stern but also kind and comforting. Pendo enjoyed the rain though, and if he weren't wearing such an ancient family heirloom he would've let it fall freely upon his skin, and even drench his clothes. Soon, within only seconds, the large-scale funeral came into view. Although only one person had died, nearly the entire village had taken time from their daily tasks to accompany each other in this dark hour. The young jounin silently took a seat in the front row to listen to the wise words of the Hokage.

"Fellow citizens and shinobi of Konoha. We are gathered here today, to celebrate, honor and remember one of our greatest young hero’s ever to come from not only our village, but our country. Over time, many noble sacrifices have been made to keep our village safe from dangerous enemies and devastating forces. Just over a week ago, Ayumu Peinto, one of Konoha’s young and most skilled ANBU members, died at age seventeen. Ayumu was one of the unique young fighters I had ever met, and surely managed to progress quickly, making co-leader of the black op’s squad by the age of sixteen. Reaching what some of you would call the top, elite of the elite." Orito spoke confidently, and his sorrow could be clearly felt by many in the audience of the funeral. Pendo himself felt the coldness that lingered in the air, the coldness of death.

The Hokage was only silent for a brief moment before once again speaking. "This hero, died, to ensure we could all continue to live peacefully and with help from his partner, he managed to kill the one of the most dangerous figures ever too oppose Konoha. Unfortunately, this man, managed to get the best of Ayumu and eventually defeat him, bringing him to an early death. But his sacrifice was one that will never be forgotten and therefore I hope you all can join me in a one minute’s silence, not only to honor Ayumu, but all who have had made the ultimate sacrifice to protect us and make sure we can live in peace" those were the final words spoken before a long silence shrouded the area. Everyone, including Pendo, dipped their heads in silence. His eyes were closed for the seemingly-eternal moment before they once again peeled open at the sound of a new voice.

A few tears escaped Pendo's eyes, streaming gently down his cheeks as Ayumu's partner began yet another speech. "Ayumu Peinto was my co-ANBU leader, a fellow konoha shinobi but furthermore, my best friend. I stuck by him until his ast moments, fighting the former Akatsuki Leader and Ayumu destroying him; however to a cost. Ayumu also fell in the battle and i would give anything to trade places of our fates. I cannot describe what I saw, nor what I felt as I watched him fall prey to the unavoidable fate. As you know I am the leader of the ANBU and I am not the leader because of public speaking. So I apologise for being so short with my speech, but he was truly the closest thing I had to my real brother, He truly was the closest thing I had. And all I can say is that I know he is at peace and i know that he is looking down, on all of us. So as Ayumu said in his final moments; Long...Live...Konoha." Pendo listened intently, his mind and thoughts tending to every word as if he were on a remote island, and the words were his only sources of food.

He continued to sit in silence as the speeches ended. Nothing else mattered to the Konoha shinobi at the moment. He was only focused on the hopes that the young ANBU leader had made safe-passage to a happy eternity in the spirit world. Even after everyone had left, and Pendo was left alone in the dim area, he sat there in silence. Ignoring everything else that went on, but simply focusing on one thing. That one hope alone combined with the hundreds of others that sat in the hearts of the villagers of Konoha would swade destiny into allowing the ninja safe-passage, and hopefully it worked like that. With one last glance at the black coffin, Pendo slowly left the area as the coffin would now be buried since the funeral was officially over. Although there was a death in Konoha, the great village would continue to live as mighty and strong as it always had for decades prior to today...


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