Post by Daisuke Hizuhiro on Jun 19, 2010 15:28:16 GMT -5
Name: Daisuke Hizuhiro
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Village: Sunagakure (Hidden Sand)
Rank: Genin
Nature Manipulation: Lightning
Appearance: As for his build, Daisuke is a rather lean person, some would even consider him to be a bit gangly, as though he'd been tied to two horses which were told to run in opposite directions. He has long arms and legs, with long, sleek fingers. He stands around 5'2", with plenty of room to grow. As a ninja, naturally he has some muscle definition on his chest, and a mild four-pack on his abdomen. His skin tone is a light fawn color, seeing much of the harsh desert sun. He has bright silver hair, a gift from his father, and his father's father, and his father's father's father after that. His eyes, however, are a deep emerald, his mother's doing. They are big, hopeful, determined eyes that are set above a small, straight nose, and some small, rough-looking lips that can usually be seen curved into a slight grin. His ears are not too large or small, they are rather proportionate with the rest of his face.
As for his clothing, he wears some dark gray boots, which have some light brown baggy pants tucked into them. The pants are held up by a thin black belt, with a modest buckle. Tucked into the baggy pants is a loose, off-white t-shirt, over which he wears a raggy vest, the same color as the pants. He wears his headband around his head, as normal ninja do. However, to work with his hair, he tucks it underneath his bangs, so that most of the headband isn't visible unless the hair is moved. His hair is straight, and parted along the right side of his head, but it naturally forms into small spikes which lay flat on his head, though a rebellious couple may stick up at any point. He typically wears some gloves to protect his hands, which are the same off-white color as his shirt. And finally, around his neck, he wears an aqua-colored bandana with some black patterns on it.
Personality: Daisuke is a very calculating person, quick to analyze, judge, and scrutinize. He finds that he keeps a lot of this information in his head, and is relatively quiet around his classmates, and friends. It's a problem he's faced since he was little, and he tries to strike out more socially, but usually doesn't have any luck in it. Most are quick to snicker and whisper around him, and occasionally he'll hear the name "wierdo" or "creep," but he doesn't mind. He finds that by assuming a bit of a holier-than-thou attitude and a sarcastic air, he can keep his self-esteem up, while maintaining a funny-guy persona. He's the type to laugh at himself instead of wallowing in embarassment whenever he makes a mistake.
Speaking of making mistakes, he's quite a clumsy person. As hard as he tries, and plans things out, rarely does he execute them without flaw. Another handicap to the strategist inside him is that he is rather forgetful with things that are important. On a typical day, he can remember what he had for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but his mission mark might be a little hazy... When he's focused, however, he's a rather decent ninja, graduating in the top of his class.
Abilities: Clone Jutsu
Transform Jutsu
Substitution Jutsu
Body Flicker Jutsu
Lightning Release: Lightning Ball Jutsu
Shadow Shuriken Jutsu
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History: Daisuke was born 13 years ago, to his two parents Hikari and Kouza Hizuhiro. Both of his parents were successful merchants that lived in Sunagakure, making their living through selling wares that were useful in traversing the treacherous desert. Nobody in his family has been shinobi, until this point.
His parents have always been non-violence oriented, believing in politics and peace, so when Daisuke expressed at the age of 6 that he wanted to be a famous ninja when he grew up, they weren't ecstatic about the idea. Daisuke had heard rumors around the village from his childhood friends that some ninja could conjure giant fireballs, and others could summon lightning down from the sky, and others could even make armies out of just themselves! He listened with wonder the tales of the great ninja, remnants of stories from the 3rd Great Ninja War.
For some reason, whenever he'd come home and relay the stories to his parents, they never seemed pleased, and would always hush him, and lead him back into his room for his studies. His parents were concerned for his liking to shinobi, and attempted to lead him to a life of academics and studies, in an effort to draw him from the violent life. In the end, it was to no avail, Daisuke entered the Sunagakure Academy, and his parents decided that it was best not to stifle his expression. Kouza would even mention occasionally "He'll give up on it soon enough, the ninja life isn't an easy one!" followed by a hearty laugh.
As though it were an act of defiance, Daisuke stayed in the academy, and excelled, when he put his mind to it. Ocassionaly he could be found slacking off, but... with a quick correction, he was back on the fast track to ninja stardom... or so he thought. One day, toward the end of his academic experience, Daisuke got it in his head that he was a full fledged ninja, and could make it on his own, so he gathered up his tools, and stole a few things from the family store, and struck out into the desert. Naturally, it wasn't a few days until he collapsed from exhaustion and was left to die.
The next thing he remembered, he was waking up in his own house, his mother and father standing above him. As it turned out, his father was meeting with some foreign traders, and on his way back, he saw a figure in the distance, and upon further inspection, found his only son laying in the desert sand. Kouza thought that once he'd brought him home and nursed him back to health, that Daisuke would finally give up on this life, but it seemed the contrary was true. Daisuke had been so excited by the journey that he couldn't wait to start his shinobi life, but it had made him realize that he wasn't ready just yet. All it would take was more time...
And now... that time has come, his headband strapped tightly onto his forehead, his kunai and shuriken in his pouch, and his head secured straight on his shoulders, he steps out into the ninja world.
RP Sample: Daisuke hadn't quite been in this sort of situation before, but he was going to make the best of it anyway. He removed himself from the ground, and stood up as his other male teammate began to speak. Shouten Li, huh...? He seems a little full of himself... Daisuke thought to himself, with a bit of an apprehensive look on his face. Granted... I didn't make the most graceful first impression either... As the boy spoke, Daisuke found himself scrutinizing his new sensei. He seemed very distant, almost uncaring. Perhaps it was just that he had been jaded by the life of a ninja, Daisuke had seen people like that before. If that was the case, he was probably going to find his new sensei very depressing.
It was then that he heard his female teammate pipe up, and speak about herself. Apparently went by Mizuki Shiga, she seemed very nervous to be the center of attention, fiddling with her hair, and speaking somewhat hesitantly. He had half a mind to tell her off later for standing in the middle of the doorway like that, and even though that probably wouldn't happen, Daisuke was entertained by the notion. The next thing he knew, he found himself to be the target of the eyes in the room, and so he cleared his throat, before continuing on.
"I'm Daisuke Hizuhiro, I'm the first ninja in my family, and I've wanted to be a ninja since I was very small. My nature manipulation is Lightning, though I'm rather unpracticed in it. I graduated near the top of our genin class, though my work ethic can be flawed at times. And though it may sound somewhat obnoxious, it's better for you guys to know my strengths and weaknesses now, so I'll tell you all that I'm rather smart, and a decent strategist. However, that's a skill I'm still honing as well, so I can't claim too much on that plane. As far as Ninjutsu goes, I'm not bad. I'm useless at Genjutsu, I never really found the use in it, and for Taijutsu, I can hold my own in a fight. If you wanna know any more about me, you'll have to buy me some lunch first! Hahaha..." A nervous laugh escaped his lips as he attempted to lighten the mood in the room, this really wasn't going how he planned...
Notes: Goongala.
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Village: Sunagakure (Hidden Sand)
Rank: Genin
Nature Manipulation: Lightning
Appearance: As for his build, Daisuke is a rather lean person, some would even consider him to be a bit gangly, as though he'd been tied to two horses which were told to run in opposite directions. He has long arms and legs, with long, sleek fingers. He stands around 5'2", with plenty of room to grow. As a ninja, naturally he has some muscle definition on his chest, and a mild four-pack on his abdomen. His skin tone is a light fawn color, seeing much of the harsh desert sun. He has bright silver hair, a gift from his father, and his father's father, and his father's father's father after that. His eyes, however, are a deep emerald, his mother's doing. They are big, hopeful, determined eyes that are set above a small, straight nose, and some small, rough-looking lips that can usually be seen curved into a slight grin. His ears are not too large or small, they are rather proportionate with the rest of his face.
As for his clothing, he wears some dark gray boots, which have some light brown baggy pants tucked into them. The pants are held up by a thin black belt, with a modest buckle. Tucked into the baggy pants is a loose, off-white t-shirt, over which he wears a raggy vest, the same color as the pants. He wears his headband around his head, as normal ninja do. However, to work with his hair, he tucks it underneath his bangs, so that most of the headband isn't visible unless the hair is moved. His hair is straight, and parted along the right side of his head, but it naturally forms into small spikes which lay flat on his head, though a rebellious couple may stick up at any point. He typically wears some gloves to protect his hands, which are the same off-white color as his shirt. And finally, around his neck, he wears an aqua-colored bandana with some black patterns on it.
Personality: Daisuke is a very calculating person, quick to analyze, judge, and scrutinize. He finds that he keeps a lot of this information in his head, and is relatively quiet around his classmates, and friends. It's a problem he's faced since he was little, and he tries to strike out more socially, but usually doesn't have any luck in it. Most are quick to snicker and whisper around him, and occasionally he'll hear the name "wierdo" or "creep," but he doesn't mind. He finds that by assuming a bit of a holier-than-thou attitude and a sarcastic air, he can keep his self-esteem up, while maintaining a funny-guy persona. He's the type to laugh at himself instead of wallowing in embarassment whenever he makes a mistake.
Speaking of making mistakes, he's quite a clumsy person. As hard as he tries, and plans things out, rarely does he execute them without flaw. Another handicap to the strategist inside him is that he is rather forgetful with things that are important. On a typical day, he can remember what he had for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but his mission mark might be a little hazy... When he's focused, however, he's a rather decent ninja, graduating in the top of his class.
Abilities: Clone Jutsu
Transform Jutsu
Substitution Jutsu
Body Flicker Jutsu
Lightning Release: Lightning Ball Jutsu
Shadow Shuriken Jutsu
__________________________
History: Daisuke was born 13 years ago, to his two parents Hikari and Kouza Hizuhiro. Both of his parents were successful merchants that lived in Sunagakure, making their living through selling wares that were useful in traversing the treacherous desert. Nobody in his family has been shinobi, until this point.
His parents have always been non-violence oriented, believing in politics and peace, so when Daisuke expressed at the age of 6 that he wanted to be a famous ninja when he grew up, they weren't ecstatic about the idea. Daisuke had heard rumors around the village from his childhood friends that some ninja could conjure giant fireballs, and others could summon lightning down from the sky, and others could even make armies out of just themselves! He listened with wonder the tales of the great ninja, remnants of stories from the 3rd Great Ninja War.
For some reason, whenever he'd come home and relay the stories to his parents, they never seemed pleased, and would always hush him, and lead him back into his room for his studies. His parents were concerned for his liking to shinobi, and attempted to lead him to a life of academics and studies, in an effort to draw him from the violent life. In the end, it was to no avail, Daisuke entered the Sunagakure Academy, and his parents decided that it was best not to stifle his expression. Kouza would even mention occasionally "He'll give up on it soon enough, the ninja life isn't an easy one!" followed by a hearty laugh.
As though it were an act of defiance, Daisuke stayed in the academy, and excelled, when he put his mind to it. Ocassionaly he could be found slacking off, but... with a quick correction, he was back on the fast track to ninja stardom... or so he thought. One day, toward the end of his academic experience, Daisuke got it in his head that he was a full fledged ninja, and could make it on his own, so he gathered up his tools, and stole a few things from the family store, and struck out into the desert. Naturally, it wasn't a few days until he collapsed from exhaustion and was left to die.
The next thing he remembered, he was waking up in his own house, his mother and father standing above him. As it turned out, his father was meeting with some foreign traders, and on his way back, he saw a figure in the distance, and upon further inspection, found his only son laying in the desert sand. Kouza thought that once he'd brought him home and nursed him back to health, that Daisuke would finally give up on this life, but it seemed the contrary was true. Daisuke had been so excited by the journey that he couldn't wait to start his shinobi life, but it had made him realize that he wasn't ready just yet. All it would take was more time...
And now... that time has come, his headband strapped tightly onto his forehead, his kunai and shuriken in his pouch, and his head secured straight on his shoulders, he steps out into the ninja world.
RP Sample: Daisuke hadn't quite been in this sort of situation before, but he was going to make the best of it anyway. He removed himself from the ground, and stood up as his other male teammate began to speak. Shouten Li, huh...? He seems a little full of himself... Daisuke thought to himself, with a bit of an apprehensive look on his face. Granted... I didn't make the most graceful first impression either... As the boy spoke, Daisuke found himself scrutinizing his new sensei. He seemed very distant, almost uncaring. Perhaps it was just that he had been jaded by the life of a ninja, Daisuke had seen people like that before. If that was the case, he was probably going to find his new sensei very depressing.
It was then that he heard his female teammate pipe up, and speak about herself. Apparently went by Mizuki Shiga, she seemed very nervous to be the center of attention, fiddling with her hair, and speaking somewhat hesitantly. He had half a mind to tell her off later for standing in the middle of the doorway like that, and even though that probably wouldn't happen, Daisuke was entertained by the notion. The next thing he knew, he found himself to be the target of the eyes in the room, and so he cleared his throat, before continuing on.
"I'm Daisuke Hizuhiro, I'm the first ninja in my family, and I've wanted to be a ninja since I was very small. My nature manipulation is Lightning, though I'm rather unpracticed in it. I graduated near the top of our genin class, though my work ethic can be flawed at times. And though it may sound somewhat obnoxious, it's better for you guys to know my strengths and weaknesses now, so I'll tell you all that I'm rather smart, and a decent strategist. However, that's a skill I'm still honing as well, so I can't claim too much on that plane. As far as Ninjutsu goes, I'm not bad. I'm useless at Genjutsu, I never really found the use in it, and for Taijutsu, I can hold my own in a fight. If you wanna know any more about me, you'll have to buy me some lunch first! Hahaha..." A nervous laugh escaped his lips as he attempted to lighten the mood in the room, this really wasn't going how he planned...
Notes: Goongala.
