sandman - reloaded.
Apr 11, 2012 18:37:56 GMT -8
Post by KID GAMBINO. on Apr 11, 2012 18:37:56 GMT -8
Sunagami no Rokuto!
Sunagakure's Human Sandstorm!
Personology!
Alias: Sunarashijin, "The Human Sandstorm".
Age: Twenty-One Years.
Date of Birth: October 10th.
Gender: Male / Heterosexual.
Birth Country: Tsuchi no Kuni.
Village: Sunagakure no Sato.
Rank: Chūnin, "Journeyman Ninja".
Profession: Kazekage; "Wind Shadow".
Difficulty Setting: Hard | Advanced.
Affinities: Sand [ Earth | Wind ].
Type: Nin-Pri | Tai-Sec | Gen-Tert.Physicality!Height: 5'9"
Weight: 216 lbs
Hair Color: Dirty Orange
Eye Color: Light Orange
Earthen to the core, built in the design of a sturdy combatant, Rokuto attempts to replicate the image of a dedicated worker, despite his entire composition being compressed sand. Although transformed to represent that of a normal human, those who have touched the body and clothing of this male describes it as impeccable and rough, sand fragments gracing every inch of his frame. Spiked, orange-hued hair is settled upon his dome, unkempt and nonchalant as could be. The bright colour is stained with a slighty darkned hue, and is strangled by a pair of extremely fansy pair of goggles, metallic and comprised of the richest silver. However, this accessory is usually replaced by his Sunagakure headband while he's on the job. Reminiscent of his bloodline ability and current residence, a pale-caramel colour graces his apparent skin, the tanned hue being another favored attribute of the Sunarashijin. Narrow, luminescent, orange beads for pupils compliments his overall enigma vibe, dagger-like fangs acting as his teeth, the naturally saturated environment of the human mouth being replaced with dry, barren sand. Equivalent to the material that forms his own body, the clothing that is worn tightly on his frame is not any different, composed entirely of earthen DNA. A pale-brown worker's vest covers his upper attire, accompanied by a dull-magenta sweatshirt underneath. Coal-black gloves common for one within the scientific experimentation field graces his hands, which is an odd feature, but is complimentary toward his projected image. The lower attire is comprised of matching pants that honor the colour of his vest, held together by an elderly auburn belt, while extensive coal-black work boots complete his overall appearance. Despite representing the image of one who would be specialized in the field of construction, the abnormal shinobi attire causing most to interpret the sand shinobi as vulnerable, but this is quite the misconception, as his anatomy itself is a deadly ambush waiting for an oblivious victim to challenge his solidarity.Cognition!Alignment: Chaotic Neutral [Lawful]
Traits: Mischievous - Jovial - Venturous
Likes: Treasury - Challenges - Sandstorms
Dislikes: Extreme Temperatures - Children - Boredom
The mind of a treasure hunter truly compliments his physical abnormality, the barren lands known as his habitat being the foundation for both his composition and those who share similar objectives. Animated and impatient without a second thought, this hard-headed native of the Sand Village relishes intriguing burdens, his soul being inhabited by the rebirth of a single-minded thief increasing this thirst even further. Extremely stubborn and avaricious at times, this shinobi is undoubtedly indebted to his occupation as a soldier of the village, striving to complete any task given to him, even if it bores him to the brink of insanity. This incorruptible bond is a result of the history that dwells within his ancestry, uncompromisable dedication to those he deems important being equivalent to a virtue. The cold-hearted male might display zero sympathy for a murdered civilian of the same origin, but his obedience remains to the earthen structures itself, meaning that his will to sacrifice his own life does not stem for living beings, but for the environment itself, causing his devotion to be purely territorial. Despite the dysfunctional mechanics of his psyche, this impassive warrior is rarely provoked, an exuberant smile with devilish intent behind it never leaving his countenance. Unfortunately, a childhood game has grown to become something entirely addictive for this shinobi, his personality apparently suffering from a mild, special form of kleptomania, a syndrome caused by his unfathomable desire for rare items and collections. Although those cursed by this illness find satisfaction in the theft of the most trivial things, this sandslinger is indefinitely not the case, refusing to secure anything but critically important objects in this world. Sporadic, yet normally suppressed, the addiction never truly hinders the male's objectives, preferring to cease a nearby valuable item in the immediate future if too focused to do so at the moment. Nonetheless, disregarding the long list of misfortunes that this shinobi may possess, the strength of his earth conjurer is resolute, and he will stop at nothing to assure his purpose reigns supreme.Background!
To be established!