General InformationName:Reikon KeiriNickname/Alias:NoneAge:23Gender:MalePersonality:He is Sadomasochistic by nature. He is cruel and uncaring about most things. He has cruel humor and prefers to be diplomatic about who he aligns himself with. Most of his decisions are based off what can benefit him the most, so don't be surprised if you find you suddenly aren't his best friend anymore. It probably means he's found someone whose offering something better.Special Characteristics/Traits:Left eye and right eye are two different colors, pointed ears, sharp teech, pointed tongue.Affiliation:Diplomatic (Currently:Neutral)Like's:Pain of others, intense situations.Dislikes:Situations that don't give him good benefits.Appearance:He normally wears black pants and a black shirt. Many weird runes, in some demonic language, litter his clothes. These ruins appear in a dark red color. Over these clothes he wears a black, v neck styled, leather armor that has sheets of bronze metal in between the layers on the torso, and is special designed at the legs and arms where the joints are. Here the metal is scaled so that flexibility and stealth can be maintained. Also bronze is a very sturdy metal, its only weakness is that bronze absorbs heat very well.
Height:5"10
Weight:125.6 lbs
Your character's description:Starting with his head he has jet black hair that runs down to the base of his skull. His left eye is a bright shocking emerald green and his right eye is a deep thirsty red. He has a sly, crooked smile and his incisors and canine teeth are pointed. His tongue is slightly pointed as well as his ears. His chin is sharp and these angular features continue down to his torso. He looks slim but muscled. His skin is pale and scared in many places.
Clan informationClan Symbol:No
Clan Name:Keiri
Clan Founder:Itonami Keiri
Current Clan Leader:Reikon Keiri
Kekkei Genkai:Amanozako's Blessing
Clan History:The Keiri clan was originally a clan who specialized in Fire Elemental Techniques. They were among the best at what they did and for a time were very prosperous. However one fateful day a very harsh disease struck the clan. Their numbers began to decrease and soon they were on the verge of becoming an extinct clan. The current leader Itonami was desperate for a way to return his clan to their former glory. To outlast this disease and bring his people back. It drove him crazy, and soon he viewed it as the worlds fault. The unjust fate that others with a talent would have it taken away for no better reason than the cruel amusement of the gods and their people. This theory of his turned him into a man of hate and wrath.
This did peak the interest of one particular being. Amanozako, the evil being had one day come to Itonami in the guise of a beautiful woman. She talked to Itonami about the good and evil in everything, the balance of this order. She told him that with each element there came a positive and negative force, as with all other things in the world. This force, if given enough concentration of both physical and mental, could be manifested into another element. She had used trickery to convince Itonami to practice this method, telling him she would help him to unlock the pure state of their element, that positive force. Itonami in his wrathful and hateful shell had been blind to the actual path she was leading him down.
The months passed and finally the day came. Itonami discussed with Amanozako and they both agreed he was ready to try and manifest the positive energy. Little did he know that he had really been taught to give birth to the negative forces of the fire element. Through his hate and wrath he created the negative force that was the element of fire. Blood is this element. Amanozako laughed at him. Telling him how easily he was manipulated. "Blood" she said "is the outcome of Fire, for like you Fire is wrathful and hateful and both of these combine shed the blood of you mortal humans." She had twisted what little humanity Itonami had left turning him into an evil person of his own accord. Amanozako, pleased by his outcome took him in as a plaything. They began a ritual that very moment of both physical and mental.
Itonami awoke to a fleeing Amanozako. He asked her what had transpired and she told him the beginning of a new disease, one in which the world would remember. Itonami had fallen asleep again and when he awoke there was a small boy with him, a baby. Itonami was curious, wondering if the small boy was another product of what had transpired between himself and Amanozako. He raised the lad as his successor to the clan never quit sure if the lad was fully human. Two days after these evil deeds had became a revelation spread through the clan. The disease had taken a different course, members were no longer sick and all had the uncanny ability to control their blood. As the years passed they learned more about themselves, and soon the clan became what it once was.
Now in the present this clan resides in a secret location. Having given up living among people. Some can be found to still roam among the populations but the mystery always remains as to where they disappeared to, and what exactly did they become.
Link to Bloodline Approval:Bloodline Approval LinkNinja FileRank: Genin (With my rp example I will be trying for jounin at the most and no higher. Hopefully the admins will see it worthy of a higher rank.)
Village:Jigokukure
- Main:Ninjutsu
- Sub:Taijutsu
- Sub:Fuuinjutsu
Elements:[list]
[*]Main:Blood (Kekkei Genkai)
[*]Sub #1:None
[*]Sub #2:None
[*]Sub #3:None
[*]Advanced Elements:Blood (Blood is also his villages element)
Equipment:x15 Kunai
x15 Shuriken
x20 Feet Ninja Wire
x05 Oil
x03 Nuerotoxin
x01 Amanozako's Fangs (Will be a custom weapon that I will make in the weapon application when profile is approved. Thought I would just go ahead and put the name down here to save time.)
Jutsu's:Custom Jutsu:
Custom Jutsu ListName:Transformation Technique
Type/Style:Ninjutsu
Rank:E
Element:None
Combination Element:None
KKG:No
Range:0~0ft
Handsign's:No
Description:The Academy Jutsu taught to every ninja. It is used to transform ones self into another person, or possibly another object. If one can act like the person they are disguised as then this could be a very good jutsu.
Name:Clone Technique
Type/Style:Ninjutsu
Rank:E
Element:None
Combination Element:None
KKG:No
Range:0~0ft
Handsign's:No
Description:The Academy Jutsu taught to every ninja. It is used to make an replica of the ninja. These clones however are only images. They have no physical property so therefore they don't crush grass when running on a field or don't kick up dirt when running over patches of bare ground. Once they come into contact with any physical object they will simply vanish.
Name:Replacement Technique
Type/Style:Ninjutsu
Rank:E
Element:None
Combination Element:None
KKG:No
Range:0~15ft
Handsign's:No
Description:The Academy Jutsu taught to every ninja. It is used to replace the ninja before impact of an enemy attack from a weapon or even a jutsu. The object used for this is usually a wooden log or a dummy or possibly even a clone.
Background Stop!History:~Infant/Childhood Arc~
Reikon was told of his infant life by his father since he couldn't remember his infant life. His father had explained to him of his heritage, that he might very well be the offspring of a glorious malevolent force and one single man. His father told many stories of him being a troublesome little infant, always disappearing, crawling off outside the house and even one time trying to bite someone repeated times. As he grew older he became able to retain memories. When he was an child he was immediately trained as both a clan member in the art of blood, and as a successor to the clans leading position. It was also in his childhood that he found out what exactly his heritage was. On the first day of his hands on training he was of course able to easily grasp the ability to control his blood, as all clan members where. His father excited quickly moved him on to one of the basic and common training sessions. "Make a whip with your blood he said, then strike the wooden dummy three times." Reikon did as instructed, but when he had completed the three strikes the dummy was already falling apart. Puzzled the examined the dummy to see it sizzling and hissing. They were amazed when they saw the blood from Reikon's strikes eating through the cloth that was used for the dummy. And so it came to pass that the rumor was right, and that Reikon Keiri was of a demonic, evil heritage and of a human heritage.
~Academy Student~
When the time came his father enrolled him into the Student Academy of Jigokukure Village. Of course he fit right in among the other people, as his sadomasochistic attitude blended well with the cruel nature of the village. He, among his fathers request, was told to avoid if at any cost he could, using his blood on people. His father was proud of Reikon's heritage, but he wanted it to remain a secret. Thus Reikon when he wasn't in the Academy, was back at the clan compound being taught the basic fighting style of his clan, the Ranmyaku no Fuu also known as Way of Chaos. It wasn't until the very end, the day of his graduation that he had to reveal his special ability. It was known of his heritage at least, that he was a Keiri and thus able to manipulate his own blood. Some of the other graduating students found it strange he never used it, and so they questioned him about it. When Reikon had avoided the question as usual one of the other kids had thought it was his place to force it out of him. He approached Reikon saying "Alright you've held out long enough. Maybe we'll just make you use it!" As the fight started Reikon simply took the hits using his clans taijutsu style. Soon though he became hard pressed and found he had to force his hand. In the next two moves Reikon had one his fellow students neck wrapped up in a blood whip. The boy upon chocking was also losing the skin on his throat from the acidic nature of Reikon's mixed blood. Reikon released the boy after several seconds and after the ensuing commotion about the fight Reikon had to admit his uniqueness to his Academy Teachers. His father wasn't very pleased, but he let it pass with due time and so it came to be known that Jigokukure had its own little demon.
~Genin~
As a genin he immediately began tutelage under his father when he had extra time. His sensei put him through nonstop training and on countless missions. He was also put through team training but it was here that his more diplomatic side developed. During one of their missions there was an accident. Wild animal had reportedly attack one of the students and pushed him off a high, rocky hill. The student didn't survive the fall at all and the mission was held off till the funeral was over. Student after student had been replaced but bad accidents always seemed to befall one of the students. Soon an investigation was ordered and the team was monitored during their missions. Yet accidents still happened. Soon the investigation was closed and it was left a mystery. Though the sensei wasn't so sure. He had asked Reikon one day why it had only been the weaker, or most useless student that always ended up in an accident. Reikon merely shrugged and replied "Who knows...maybe coincident...maybe a positive convenient."
~Chuunin~
After passing the exams he was officially known as a Chuunin of the Jigokukure Village. He went on several missions mainly assassination. He was best known for manipulating his own target. Becoming their friend, getting information from them, getting benefits. Then with all this extra information, he'd kill his original target and come back with the extra information. This gave him high regards among the jounin and the village elders. He did several more of these missions including one that revealed a traitor of the village who was sneaking weapons to a bandit camp on the outskirts of the village territory. After such a mission more than 4 jounins in the village recommended him for jounin to the village elders. After talking to the Kage it was finally decided and the next day he was made a Jounin of the Jigokukure Village. However several days after it was discovered that his father had died. The cause of death was of natural age. This put Reikon as the new leader of the Keiri clan.
~Jounin~
Reikon is now a Jounin and is now looking for a team of students as is traditional for a Jounin. He is also working on a new technique in his spare time.
Relationships:None
Family:Itonami Keiri (Father):Deceased, Amanozako(Mother):Status Unknown
Rp sample:(This is a rp of the previous fight between the Academy Graduate and Myself in the previous Bio:Academy Student. Note if I am given a higher rank I will need to back and edit my profile, because as time passes and I grow older and gain ranks some things in my life could have changed.)
"Come on Reikon! We know about your clan so why are you holding out?" Reikon had looked over at the boy with a bored expression. "Mitsu we go over this every time...I can't. Besides you have to show me your bloodline ability first." Reikon smiled impishly. He knew very well that Mitsu's family clan didn't have any special bloodline trait. He was just simply avoiding the question. He was about to change subject as usually when one of the other Graduating Students come over. Reikon knew what was coming by the look on the boys face. This one was always trying to goad it out of Reikon. Most of the time it was by picking on him or trying to make him angry.
"Alright you've held out long enough. Maybe we'll just make you use it!" As the boy said this he came rushing towards Reikon. All of the other students simply scrambled out of the way of the charging student. Reikon took no particular stance just waited and watched. The boy still came on, even scooping up a large stick as he came and breaking it in half, bearing the pointed end at Reikon. Reikon held his ground still and watched, still staring at him with a dead set, determined, glare. The boy lunged forward, stick leading the way. Reikon shifted his stance down and to the right ever so slightly. The stick pierced through his left shoulder, just missing the artery that was located there. The other students had become familiar with this style, as Reikon had used it many times before during sparing rounds, but he smiled crookedly when he noticed most of them, including his attacker still winced in disgust and slight fear.
"Would you care to try again?" Reikon had leaned in closer to the boy, pushing the stick alittle deeper as he leaned in to whisper the question in the boys ear. It was a serious question and Reikon would by all means allow him to try again. The boy, frustrated, screamed and launched the other stick towards Reikon's neck. He knew that the boy would stop. After all the boy was only trying to prompt a special kind of attack from Reikon. Reikon however wanted the psychological impact his Taijutsu style was inflicting on the boy. Reikon deftly rose a few inches and turned his shoulder in ward toward the boy. The stick pierced just to the right of his neck and on the top-backside of his right shoulder. Once again they all winced.
Before the boy could react again, Reikon did two open handed strikes to the joint of the boys arms where the elbows were located. This forced his arms to bend inwards, weakening his grip alittle. Reikon then did a double open palmed strike to the boys chest, causing him to be forced away from Reikon. As the boy was forced backward he lost his grip on the sticks protruding from Reikon. The boy quickly regained his balance but kept his distance. Reikon looked at the sticks and with a disinterested look pulled them out, and slowly. Sick sucking noises could be heard as the stick left the wound and the air rushed into the stab wound. The boy turned away slightly to avoid seeing it. Reikon could hear the sizzle and knew his blood was starting to eat away at the sticks. He quickly threw them off to the side far enough where he hoped no one would notice what was happening to them.
The boy had lost his temper by now, and frustrated and being humiliated so he took out two kunai. Reikon, his small stab wounds having already stopped bleeding because of his bloodlines natural defense, took on a more serious attitude. He knew the boy had lost his temper. This wasn't about making Reikon give up anymore, it was about beating him to a pulp. Reikon knew from past training exercises with his father that his blood would and could eat through the metal, and that it would be much noticeable this time as the boy was not likely to be caught off guard and lose his weapons like last time. The boy charged and Reikon did a rolling dive to the side and came up in a run.
Reikon knew he would have to protect himself now and that meant going on the offensive. He would have to give in. Pulling out his own kunai he slashed both his palms and dropped the kunai to the ground. A stream of blood slithered out of each palm. Some of the students looked awe struck. The blood had a slight red glow to it as the chakra used took on a tint of red from the blood showing its presence and creating a slight glow. Reikon close his hand around and flicked his wrist. As he did a wave was created in each thin line of blood. As the wave traveled down the line the blood took the shape of a round piece of cord or wire and at the very end it cracked making the distinct sound of a whip.
The boy didn't move this time, didn't even bother to turn completely around. Reikon, seeing to end this now and teach the boy a lesson, flicked his wrist grabbing the boy by the arm with the whip and spinning him around to face him. He jerked back and the whip broke away from the boy. Reikon flicked his other wrist and the other whip shot forward quicker than the wind it seemed and wrapped itself neatly around the boys neck. The boys eyes bulged as he started gasping for air. Then the gasps became raspier and heavier as a thin hissing noise sounded through the air. The boy was trying to scream but couldn't find his voice to do it. The spectacle unfolded as the stench of corroded flesh filled the air. People began to call for help, others just kept watching, awe struck.
"Well this is what you all wanted to see isn't it? Let it be a lesson to you and to all who are here...quit...quit while you still have your head..." Reikon could see Teachers rushing towards the group at this point. He opened his palm and the blood fell to the ground, two red hissing lines on the ground. The boy burst into a fit of gasping and swallowing of air. He reached up to his neck to feel the damage. A red circle of pink raw flesh was left where the blood had been eating through his skin. Several of the teachers approaching looked at the scene, then looked at the boy and quickly put together what had transpired. One of the teachers had broken away from the group and inspected the two lines of blood, still sizzling on the ground. He looked up with an amused smile on his face "Who would have thought...acidic blood!" He walked back towards the boy shouting commands to get the boy to the hospital and then it was over. Reikon ignored the open mouthed stares and simply walked home, not in the least bit satisfied that he couldn't further punish the boy for his actions...