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| Ukyo Tachibana [WIP] | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 26 2009, 12:14 AM (61 Views) | |
| Visching101 | Aug 26 2009, 12:14 AM Post #1 |
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RP Name: Ukyo Tachibana RP Age: 19 Gender: Male Personality: Ukyo has a generally laid back personality. However,in the face of battle Akio is somewhat famous among the village for his cold demeanor and cruelly efficient fighting style. He becomes a different person entirely, completely emotionless and focused on defeating his opponent no matter what the cost. Some of his friends refer to this alter-ego of Ukyo's as Oushi, named after his sword. Ukyo Finds combat fun and loves the challenge. This said, Ukyo's tenacity is perhaps his strongest single attribute. He can often be found at any given time on the training grounds honing his skills. Appearance: ![]() History/Bio: WIP Village: Kiri [Mist] Rank: (To be given by a mod or admin after they have looked over your RP sample, or you have the option of starting as an Academy Student and not give in a sample.) Main Weapon: Oushi (A Katana like sword, will put a Personal Jutsu for it when I complete my profile.) ![]() Strength: TBD Weakness: Wind style Jutsu's Clan Weakness: (N/A Jutsu List: (To be filled after receiving your rank.) RP Sample: This was Actually done really quick cause I have to head out. If a better one is needed I I will either write up another or post one from another RP if that is ok. The leaves rustled as small clacks were echoing throughout the park. A scraping sound made the birds that were in the trees flutter away. A boy picked up a katana, the one he'd been practicing with. There was sweat mingled with blood pouring down his face, lacerations clearly defined on his forehead. The boy, Ukyo, charged straight at the mysterious figure in front of him, a ninja clad in black. The man bellowed small laughs as the boy charged at him, liquid streaming from his eyes. "My...my mom!!" The anger flared up within him and he felt his power rising. The tears were now flowing rapidly down his cheeks as he turned his hazed vision to his right. His mother lied there, blood freely gushing out of her torso. She managed to open a single eye and whispered, "My...son..." A single flash of steel illuminated the area, and then revealed a spray of blood. A kunai laid embedded in her skull, the mother, disposed of. The hitokiri erupted into an relentless laughter, his cackles causing Ukyo's eyes to bulge and veins to show. "Mommy..." Ukyo gulped as he fought back screams of rage. He ran forward in a fury, his eyes being blind to everything, including his target. A wild set of swings were engaged, sparks straying here and there. Ukyo kept pushing with the katana while the bane started to deepen into a scarlet red. It was all the hitokiri could do to parry each swing. Finally the rage subsided and his vision started to become clear. He saw the man gripping his ribs while his fingers seeped with blood. The slices inflicted from Ukyo's slashes became apparent when the Hitokiri's close started to tear and fall off. The man in black fell onto his knees, breathing heavily. The blood collected in a pool around him as his muscles ceased to twitch. Ukyo started to notice something on his side. He inhaled quickly as it was his own blood bursting out. His hand fell with his katana as it pierced the ground, supporting himself. The boy's vision started to dilate, fading between blurry and hazy, then clear again. His breath came out in radical patterns as if to shiver. I...I..did it...mommy? What...can't..under.. He fell backwards onto the ground, his breath equalizing. The blood slowed in its outpour, a clot starting to build. He felt his grip on conscience fading and slipped into a quiet darkness. Edited by Visching101, Aug 26 2009, 12:15 AM.
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| draik | Aug 26 2009, 12:44 PM Post #2 |
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Kyuudaime Hokage
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I'll say Chuunin. |
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| Spoon | Aug 26 2009, 01:22 PM Post #3 |
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Bite my pink fruity ass!
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I'll second Chuunin~ Please fill in the rest of your profile. |
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