[ Utsusemi.]
Oct 8, 2011 18:56:06 GMT -8
Post by -Ayamai on Oct 8, 2011 18:56:06 GMT -8
Utsusemi 空蝉
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"If you give me wings
I will soar for you
Even if this whole land
Sinks down to the water
If you give me a sword
I will fight for you
Even if this whole sky
Shoots through with your light "[/center]
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I.Dossier.
Name: Ayami Koutamai-Sansutomu
Alias: Akushin
Alignment: Lawful Good.
Kekkei Genkai: Sansutomu
Kekkei Touta: Ranton
Home: Amegakure.
Birth Land: Ame No Kuni
Releases: [ Suiton.] + [ Ranton.] + [ Fuuton.]
Classification: [ Chunnin.] + [ AnBu.]
Difficulty level: Hard/Advanced
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II.Physical Diagnostic
Age: Twenty-Two.
Birth Date: January Twenty-Fifth [ Aquarius.]
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 111 lbs.
Gender: Female.
Skin: Olive.
Eye Colour: Blue.
Hair Colour: Ebon
Blood Type: AB-
"If I were the rain
could I connect with someone's heart
just as it can unite
the eternally separated earth and sky?"
could I connect with someone's heart
just as it can unite
the eternally separated earth and sky?"
Silken ebon strands of hair flow downwards from her crown, extending onto the nape of the neck. Braided at the back into a ponytail the soft and luxurious feel of such locks, combined with the ever present scent of cherry blossoms upon them, belays her meticulous nature. Beneath these haphazard tresses lies a face endowed with the pride and beauty of her ancestors; Soft and supple features that give rise to an angelic countenance. These features are only reflected further by the brilliant hazel hue of her eyes, which seem to possess equal measures of intelligence, wisdom, maturity and passion far beyond her fledgling years.
A thin wisp of a girl, with a slight musculature, this belays the vast strength that lay contain within, while a lifetime spent beneath rain and sun, cloud and sky, rather than opulence of an indoor setting, has given rise to an olive brown skin tone; A site of envy for the many women who cross her path. A thin, form fitting yakuta adorned with the Sansutomu crest garbs her slender frame, allowing her to more easily engineer the alacritous movements that are the mainstay of her combat prowess. A chrysanthemum decorated obi belt lies upon her midriff, while simple tabi sandals adorn her feet.
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III.Gear and Skills
III.a Primary[/colour]
III.b Secondaries
[5]/[5] Slots
Kunai [4]
Shuriken [2]
Smoke Grenade [3]
Exploding Tag [10]
II.c Proficiency[/colour]
Primary: [ Ninjutsu.]
Secondary: [ Taijutsu.]
Tertiary: [ Genjutsu. ]
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IV.Mental Diagnostic
"We
As one:
are not intertwined
As two:
do not share the same form
Of the third:
we simply don't have eyes
Of the fourth:
we have no hope in that direction
At the fifth
therein lies the heart"
As one:
are not intertwined
As two:
do not share the same form
Of the third:
we simply don't have eyes
Of the fourth:
we have no hope in that direction
At the fifth
therein lies the heart"
Ardent fire burns passionately within her breast, lending her the courage, zeal and valor that has become a trademark of her infamous persona. This gallant nature not only elevates her to a proverbial lioness amongst men and women, but, it also adds a driven determination to any endeavors she chooses to delve into. However, behind her impassioned nature there lies a keen and astute mind. Shrewd and calculating she possesses almost god-like intuitive and analytical powers. Although, this would seemingly point to a linear, scholarly intellect that is not the case. Ayami is also blessed with an artists imagination and creativity, oft taking the form of ancient Kaiga painting, Soda or Ikebana as a conduit with which she can release this latent talent.
Although she seemingly possesses the traits and characteristics of the most time honored hero's she is also endowed with the modesty, humility and empathetic nature of the sovereigns of old. This is exemplified with her genial and caring persona that has the effect of her viewing clan members, family and friends in the highest esteem. A willing listener and a deft negotiator she has been the solution to many a heated argument, earning the respect of those who cross her path.
The combination of these various virtue's and traits gives Midori a natural disposition to the leadership of others. A natural-born leader she can manage the skills and talents of any under her command to their fullest potential. Yet, even as a leader she shirks not from his place upon the battlefield, leading by example as a paragon of bravery through which her comrades can take strength from.
Yet, for all these positive characteristics, there lies certain enigma's within her persona. With selfless courage also comes a zealous recklessness that can lead to many fool hardy and rash decisions. A certain girlish charm combined with a love of the masculine persuasion also causes many problems ; Especially with the men whom she leaves dazed and confused in her wake.
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IV.History
"Red like blood
White like bone
Red like solitude
White like silence
Red like the beastly instinct
White like a god's heart
Red like thawing hatred
White like a frozen, pained cry
Red like the night's hungry shadows
Like a sigh piercing the moon
it shines white and shatters red"
[/center]White like bone
Red like solitude
White like silence
Red like the beastly instinct
White like a god's heart
Red like thawing hatred
White like a frozen, pained cry
Red like the night's hungry shadows
Like a sigh piercing the moon
it shines white and shatters red"
The true origins of the Sansutomu clan are shrouded in within the mists of time. All that their texts speak of is the "one who mastered the Perfect Storm", of the legend about the first man to gain the terrifying eyes of the storm. The legend begins over three hundred years ago, with a boy who wished to control the terrible weather of his home. Terrible dark clouds under the power of harsh winds would tear at the homes of the village, now lost in the sands of times. with lightning burning everything in its path and torrential rains drowning those who could not withstand the mighty winds.
The boy, who's name is only remembered as "The Storm Master", spent his life watching these destructive storms pass over every year, devastating his home and massacring his people. One day, he decided that he would stop the storms, no matter the cost to save his people. When he was old enough, he left the village and his people, venturing out into the ocean where these storms originated from. Ten years later he would return. Gone was the boy, and in his stead had returned a man.
His eyes were now a brilliant cerulean blue and he carried himself with an almost palpable aura of confidence. He told the villagers that he had learned to control the storms, bend them to his indomitable will and would forever keep them at bay. That year, the storm came, and there the first sighting of the Storm Eye was recorded. At first, his eyes changed, mirroring the storm. Then the skin around his eyes went to the color of the sea, and finally his veins showed on his body as white streaks of lightning, contrasting with his newer, darker complexion. He raised his hands to the sky, his body radiating chakra in a brilliant azure aura... and the storm stopped, dissipating into nothingness. The village was now beholden to their savior and rejoiced, chanting his name onto the heavens themselves.
He never spoke of how he attained that power, but said only those of his blood would ever have it. From there he became the father of seven children, each of whom had the gift of his eyes and skin - the Children of the Three Storms were born. Over time, all of the villagers gained the blood of the Storm Master, and the people decided that such power needed true control, true mastery... and so, the clan united into moving from their home to a place where rain fell often, and their blood would protect a place that could shape their children... Ame No Kuni. There, they willingly offered their power to Amegakure, and so they have stayed among them.
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Born anew; born into sin, for Ayami ,so innocent and youthful, was raised in a time of chaos. A time in which children were trained to become assassins. A time of inhumanity; a world for demons. How could one ever find happiness when the angel of death loitered the lands in merriment?
Ayami's mother was an Elite ninja who constantly exhibited her superb work ethics. Inspiring younger entities to be just like her-- absolute idolism. Their father was practically a nobody, but stood out due to his uncanny presence which complimented an unearthly beauty bestowed by his tranquil visage. The two had come across one another many times over and over again until one day, Namanai Koutamai-Sansutomu,the father, had approached her and announced his love for her affront a massive crowd.
As time progressed, the two gave birth to a baby girl, Ayami. She was raised in a manner similar to any other child of the Sansutomu credo, growing up upon the tenants of pure mind and pure body. Learning of the storms potent duality; its awesome potential for destruction and the inevitable cleansing after effects. Quite a privileged individual, she was blessed with the true love of her parents, their family well known and well respected within the village. Unfortunately this came to an end, a poignant example of the chaotic and tumultuous times that beset the continent. Both parents were slain on an A-rank mission in Kaminari No Kuni. Rumors point within the direction of conspiracy; a setup due to jealousy. But all of such was nonsense to Ayami, for he knew nothing of the killers or such claims.
Now a warden of both the clan and the village Ayami would be entered into the shinobi academy as well as given to the tutelage of Hirakase Temajin-Sansutomu, the storm master of the clan. This man would become akin to a father to her, teaching and guiding her throughout her life. She would graduate from the academy at the age of eleven, a year earlier than the norm. From there she would complete many boring and dull missions as genin's are expected to do. Eventually, Ayami would attend the chunnin exams. Flawlessly and with ease she would master her young rivals ; eventually being granted the rank of chunnin at the age of thirteen. Now lauded as a prodigy by both village and clan Ayami would be given to the tutelage of village's best as well as the senior echelons of the clan, swiftly rising in rank and power.
However, the great tragedy would strike, wracking the continent with chaos and destruction. Although, unharmed by the tumultuous upheaval, Ayamai was none the less left alone and bereft of support deep within enemy territory.
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