Oni

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Basics!

Name:Oni
Age:19
Birthdate:3rd November
Gender: Male
Rank:Gennin

Village:Yokuchigakure
Clan:Clanless

Element(s):
Water Release (Suiton)
Fire Release (Katon)

Specialties:
Kuchiyose
Ninjutsu

Special Characteristics:

Name: Summoning Specialist
Type: Trained
Description: Thanks to a mix of clan affinity and training, the user is able to summon creatures from multiple contracts at the same time; while reducing the costs to maintain each summon. Must have Summoning as primary specialty. Must hold at least 1 summon contract. Only effective for living summons; has no effect on inanimate objects such as weaponry or armor.

Genin: No effect
Chuunin: 2 contracts. No cost for summons of D-rank
Special Jounin: 2 contracts. No cost for summons up to C-rank
Jounin (A-rank): 2 contracts. No cost for summons up to B-rank
Jounin (S-rank): 3 contracts. No cost for summons up to B-rank

Name: Untrained Sensor
Type: Combat
Requirements: None
Ability Tier: 1
Minimum Rank: D
Description: Either via the user's clan, or just a personal ability; they are able to sense the presence and chakra of other creatures with far more ability then a normal person would. At this level, the ability is highly untrained and very weak; allowing only minimal ability to sense. Basically useless at this level.

Appearance!

Height:
Weight: 84kg/185lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Grey
General Description:Hair & Face: Sitting upon an oval shaped head, is a messy mop of jet black hair standing out against his tanned complexion. Some of the dark strokes in a graceful combed over style, going from right to left unlike some of the other wilds tufts of hair randomly sticking out in various places. It doesn’t look too messy as a whole but some may say he needs a haircut because his hair sways at the slightest blow of wind. His bangs are long enough to tickle his eye lashes ever so slightly. Oni’s face seems to have been chiselled and his high cheek bones make this apparent, giving him a slender face shape until it is rounded off by an average sized chin. His eyebrows are perhaps one of his most noticeable features as they slant upwards in a natural arch.

His eyes are an incredibly dark grey and have always seemed eerie, spooking many people who look him directly in the eyes. Oni’s lips are a dark pink colour mixed in with hints of purple giving his lips glossy look. His top lip is almost half the size of his bottom lip showing a clear size difference between the two. In his bottom lip however, he has a small mark directly underneath where his insanely large canines are, which cage in his long and almost forked tongue giving off a resemblance to a type of lizard.

His facial hair makes him seem quite casual but presentable at the same time, not having too much and not being too long. The hairs on his chin are around 1 mm short and give a smooth sensation on the skin of whoever’s touching it. He’s got the same sort of moustache, kept clean by shaving it quite frequently, but by leaving it slightly visible, it shows his casual, laid back side.

Body & Clothing: Oni stands at 5 feet 9 inches tall, just under average for a 19 year old. His body is made grander however by his impressive muscles. Two large pectoral muscles elevate his chest from the rest of his body, before it dips down to the start of his abdominal muscles. These muscles aren’t packed out, but are defined enough to be seen quite easily. His arms and legs are quite long, giving him a long arm span and leg span. His flesh is encased within a rock hard natural suit of armour, built up over the years, almost as tough as lizard scales.

He often goes around topless, showing off his remarkable body to the world. He almost always wears his black weighted trousers, worn with a martial artist’s purple and one white striped belt. His black trousers are designed with pale green patterns on them, resembling calm fire, something that people could say his personality reflects. On his hands he wears normal fighting mitts decorated in the same fashion, black, with pale green flames. On his feet he wears black plimsolls lined with a white stripe to tuck the bottom end of his trousers into.

About You!

Personality: As a child growing up, he could never keep something to himself. If he had anything while somebody else didn’t he’d share everything with other people like playing with his toys, or sharing his food and even his knowledge. Coming from a family where he can remember dignity and honour was a foundation for the building of character, Oni’s roots lie in his nobility.

He can be extremely head strong, belting out with his arrogance believing what he believes with all his heart until something or someone can make him see different, to alter his views on things. Oni knows that he is far too intelligent to get caught up in stupid things, but being a boy with a love of a good thrill, he can sometimes fail to stop his temptations into getting into a fight. He is always eager to get into a scenario where he needs to test himself.

He can sometimes act assertive, only focusing on the things he would like to do, not giving anyone a chance, and this can be a serious flaw especially if what he is doing is wrong. But with his attitude, once he makes his mind up it is pretty hard to stop him, unless he loses the drive in what he is doing.

Likes: Oni has an undying love for all things natural whether that is animals, plants or water. He just loves it all. Out of all the animals on the planet, his absolute favourite is the Lemur. One of his favourite pastimes is to lie down under the stars on cool summer evenings in the desert surrounding Yokuchigakure. Oni loves to train and his favourite aspect of training is sparring. His competitive nature is what drives his affection for fighting. He also enjoys having fun and that can sometimes be his downfall. In a battle he may get too caught up in the fun and thrill of it that he forgets that his priority may be winning the battle.

Dislikes: Oni has a dislike for those who harm natural things for no apparent reason. It is because of this that poachers are one of his biggest dislikes. He also detests people who have no respect for knowledge or learning. One of the things which he loathes is people who are naturally angry and seem to hate simple interaction with other humans. He can’t understand how one can not even pretend to be pleasant even if their disposition is not. Oni has to be tolerant of weapons because they are handy tools in the arsenal of ninjas, although he’s on the verge of having an aversion to them.

Motivations: Oni's sole motivation is to find out what happened the night his family were cruelly ripped away from him. Since he was a kid all he had known was peace while living in the comfort of his farm house. How that peaceful, pastoral land would one day turn into a pool of crimson liquid and searing flames he would never know. He had to find all that remained of his family. His father and his best friend. Perhaps if he could find them he could find out who orchestrated the attack and deliver justice for his family members who had fallen. He would bring retribution.

Fears: Although sparring is one of his hobbies, he’s somewhat scared to take fighting seriously, not knowing whether or not his instinct will kick in. If it does kick in, he is helpless but to transform into a ruthless fighter, leaving nothing spared. One of his greatest fears is darkness. There’s something about not knowing what’s out ahead of him which scares him to a great extent. Along with this, he’s also terrified of small enclosed spaces. Although he assures himself he’s not claustrophobic, it’s evident that he is. Perhaps his greatest fear however is his fear of being buried alive. It is because of this that Oni is incredibly wary of shinobi who use Earth style burial jutsu.

History:

The beginning: Oni was born into a family of 5, his mother, father and two older brothers. They were a farming family who lived far away from the closest main village. They enjoyed living quietly and keeping themselves to just themselves. At the time Oni was around 7, and his brothers were 15 and 17, both too ‘mature’ to play games with him, spending most of their spare time working out or looking after the animals. Oni wasn’t really the type of person who wanted to live in such isolation, in fact the only time he was ever truly happy, was when he travelled to see his grandfather, a man named Kazuya, who lived in a small but lively village on the outskirts of the desert country. A small river flowed through the river allowing life to be sustained without much hassle.

His grandfather was his favourite person, his best friend. Every time he would go, he’d have these gifts and toys ready for Oni so that they could play the newest games. Kazuya was the kind of guy who made regular trips out to the main villages but told Oni never to go due to various things. He can recall his grandfather telling him that ‘the world is a harsh place.’ He never really understood why as it was the last thing on his 7 year old mind in front of piles of toys. His grandpa smiled when he realised Oni didn’t really understand the meaning, but he was sure one day he would; and that’s what he dreaded. As Oni grew year by year, he and his grandfather would see each other more often, because he would sometimes make visits to Kazuya’s village to run errands for the farms sake, but seeing his grandpa on the way. When he was on his way back, he’d constantly stop at the river as he felt peace reflected into him by the rivers peaceful current.

Kazuya had seen Oni grow from a small child to the person he was today, a much quicker, stronger person than any of the villagers, even some of the older people. However, Oni’s strength didn’t mean much; nobody in the village was a fighter anyway. One day, Oni finally persuaded his grandpa to a sparring match. After much debating and excuses such as, “my back is hurting” his grandpa gave in. Kazuya sighed, before he uttered the word “come.” With that, Oni dashed at him with the all the pace he had throwing out a fist, aiming to connect with his Grandpa’s face. In one swift moment, Kazuya extended his leg and turned his body, shifting sideways out of the line of the punch, he then pulled his leg back, catching both of Oni’s legs sending him tumbling to the floor. Oni’s head hit the floor and he remained in a drowsy state for quite some time. When he finally came round to his senses he was greeted with, “you’ve still got a lot to learn Oni, keep training and you’ll get to where I am one day, maybe even further.” He held out his hand and helped Oni up. They both smiled and with that the session came to an end.

5 years had passed since that day, and Oni was now a 16 year old boy. His parents had told him to move from the farm and he stayed full time with his grandfather in the village. He hadn’t seen his parents for a few months and his brothers for over a year. He wanted to go to the farm again, to see how everyone was, and whether he could now take on his two brothers. Before he left, his brothers had promised to spar him when he came back as a stronger person, and he intended to keep that promise. Oni was able to train for hours on end, achieving new heights for his mind and body all the time. He was also becoming more and more intelligent, absorbing the knowledge his grandfather was teaching him like a sponge retains water.

The whole while he was at the village he only had time to make one friend. Or out of everyone in village, only one had the time to befriend him. Her name was Rose, an uncommon name from around those parts, but she wasn’t common at all. Everything about her was different. To start off, her white skin tone made her seem abnormal, and her long brown hair accompanied by dark green eyes, made her seem even more out of the ordinary. People were scared by her appearance, but Oni on the other hand, was somewhat intrigued. She found comfort in him and he found companionship in her; thus their friendship blossomed. She let him know that she also knew how to fight, and he asked if they could spar each other one time. She insinuated that she would but sometime in the future. He was content with that answer; anyway, he didn’t want to get beaten by a girl.

On a sunny afternoon, Oni received word that his parents and brothers were all at home. This confirmation, along with the beautiful weather, made Oni jump with excitement. Today was the day he was going to see his family. Ecstatic, he shot off out of the house after he hurriedly said goodbye to Kazuya. On his way he passed Rose, who was sitting by the River, her feet relishing in the cool waves as they flowed by. Surprised, she looked up to see Oni who shot by her and grabbed one of her hands, yanking her to her feet. With her free hand she grabbed hold of her shoes and asked at once, “where are we going Oni!?” Full of delight, he squealed, and she guessed correctly that it was his farm. She had wanted to go to see all of the beautiful things that Oni had been describing to her and today of all days would make them even more magical. The clear blue sky faded as the dark night’s sky took over, and the shining sun was replaced by the mysterious moon. The moons glow kept illuminating the way for them. They had been walking for over 2 hours, but it would be worth the effort for both of them.

Once they drew close, Oni realised that the air seemed much dirtier than it should have been; the farm usually had a sweet, refreshing fragrance carried by the cool, clean air. But this seemed much heavier. As they came closer, they realised it was small particles of smog from a burning blaze. Shock kicked in. Rose realised it as quickly as Oni did, something had happened to his farm. The bright glow in the distance was the barn and the farm house. In the distance they could hear yelling, and the clash of weapons. Instinct drove Oni, and he paced off leaving nothing but dirt behind. His training with his grandfather had made him incredibly quick and with his new found speed, he came close enough to barn within minutes to see what was happening. 7 grown men were here, much larger than he had seen before and all were equipped with either metal poles, or a smooth Katana. He studied everything else closely. The orange and red flickers of the fire emit enough light to find something which sunk his heart. Laying at the mercy of the furthest man from Oni was his mother and the second of his two brothers. Their wounds were deep, and the crimson liquid failed to trickle out any longer. They were dead.

At this point, Rose had caught up to him, not realising the rush until she had seen what was on the floor. Her knowledge of Oni’s family meant that there were still two of them alive, his oldest brother Takeo and his Father. Her eye caught onto something, the ground was moving, but somehow only she could see it. The other men were all occupied with the giant blaze to realize, while Oni couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Just as he lifted his head he saw the ground break before the group of men, and two of the men were pulled down, with just their heads above the ground. Replacing them, were both his father and Takeo.

Before he could articulate further, Takeo had done various hand signs before putting his hands together in front of his mouth and unleashing a huge fireball. The fireball burned through one more man and there were now four left. Oni scanned the floor and noticed there were far more bodies, at least 20 – 25. This battle had been raging on for quite some time, and his brother and father were still going; barely. His father collapsed onto one knee, and Takeo pounced to keep him from falling further. The four men quickly took their chance, lashing out at them with they’re blades. Takeo could sense his end. He pulled close into his father to protect him from the blades, but after a moment he realised that they never connected. Before he opened his eyes he could feel the presence of something familiar. He could sense Oni. But he did not smile; in fact he was infuriated to think that his youngest brother was here, in the midst of such a battle.

Oni however, wasn’t anywhere near Takeo, he was still in a state of shock, not really knowing what to do. He looked up to Takeo, only to see that someone else he cared for was now in the battle. Rose. She stood there, in front of Takeo and his father with a large pole in her hand. With a sharp twist she pulled and one of the men were disarmed, she thrust the pole back into one of their necks, leaving a gaping hole through his windpipe. That man tried to yelp, but no sound came. He succumbed to his injury in a matter of seconds and fell into a heap. Oni couldn’t comprehend it. How could she fight like that? Not scared to even take a life? Her sweet innocence transformed and she shifted into a ruthless warrior as she defended those she didn’t even know. And his brother and father; how could they have come through the ground like that? It was clear that they had trained and honed their skills as shinobi, yet Oni had no idea that they had. Although ninjas were common in villages, Oni had never come across one in person. Ever since word of the plague got into the main villages, many were scared to go out to explore villages such as Oni’s grandpa’s village. What he couldn’t comprehend was why everyone kept it a secret. Oni tried to take control of his body, fighting back his fear to move inch by inch. If Rose was able to fight to protect people she didn’t even know, he should’ve been more than willing to sacrifice himself for those he’d known since his birth.

Rose swivelled her body, spinning the pole in all sort of directions while the pole started to glow yellow. An electric barrier formed around the pole making a hissing noise. Takeo stood warily, helping his father gain his balance, but in that second of losing their focus, it was enough. One of the men from the ground had come out, and from behind, slashed through both of them with a blade made out from some sort of energy around each of his hands. Takeo dropped, blood dripping from his mouth, he looked towards Oni for the first time and mouthed the words, “Get out of here.” Takeo’s body fell with the last breath of air he exhaled, before finally being put to eternal sleep while his father made no effort to get up though he was coughing furiously.

“Quiet old man!” screamed the man with the razor wind blades. He walked around his father like a pack of orca would stalk their prey. What the man aggressor didn’t notice was Oni’s father place his bloodied head on his right arm. He then quickly planted the bloodied hand on the ground in front of him. A cloud of smoke instantaneously appeared. The man with the wind blade seemed to be alarmed by this and he lashed out at Oni’s father. Before the blade could connect with his father however, a strange orange glow appeared from the man’s stomach. In a split second the face of a dragon formed and seared itself through the man’s gut, leaving a gaping hole in his midsection. Through the hole, Oni made out a monkey like creature now in the fray. As it drew closer, he could see that it was in fact a monkey, but it was much larger than they usually would be. His father smiled and let out a sigh. The two spoke quickly, but in hushed whispers making sure Oni could not hear the conversation.

A scream penetrated his ear drums and his attention quickly turned to Rose who he had almost forgot about. She thrashed her electric pole, sizzling on contact with those it touched. One man tried to stop her but she released even more of her power into the pole causing it to extend into the man. Oni knew about ‘Chakra,’ a power source that everything had; and how trained shinobi were able to harness their own chakra and use it to fight. He could see that that was what Rose was doing. He just couldn’t understand why he hadn’t been taught how to use it if his brother and father knew how. Oni broke away from his thoughts as he could see one of the men creeping up on Rose. As quickly and silently as he could, Oni dashed through the long grass and pounced on the man, taking him rolling down a hill.

Foolishly, Oni hadn’t planned what he was going to do next. The man was much bigger than he was and was also much stronger. Oni was also at a disadvantage because his opponent could use chakra. As they tumbled their way down the hill Oni looked for openings to attack but could not see anything. They finally hit a point where the ground levelled out and Oni leaped up to his feet. He threw himself towards the man, aiming to punch him flush against his nose. The man saw the punch coming and had ample amount of time to move out the way and launch his own counter. He ducked to avoid Oni’s punch and on his return upwards he lifted a knee straight into Oni’s solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him. Oni couldn’t comprehend how weak he was. Just one physical attack had sent him crashing down in a heap. The pain was already unbearable but the attacker did not stop. He slammed down his fists into Oni’s face, launching haymaker after haymaker. Oni thought he would die for sure. In a split second however, he felt the weight of the man move off of him. His face was swelling up and the blood which covered his face had seeped into his eyes. Just before his vision became too blurry for him to see anything he saw the monkey that saved his dad make its way to Oni’s attacker. The image of that monkey was the last thing that Oni saw before he fell unconscious from the unbearable pain.

Two days later he awoke in a hospital. He tried to look around but he couldn’t move all too well and chose to lie still instead. After a few moments passed, a man walked in and explained to Oni that he had been brought to the village Yokuchigakure by a Jounin who had sensed the commotion at the farm house as he returned from mission. When the Jounin had reached the scene, all he had found was destruction. The bodies of around 30 men or so lay on the ground and a description of Oni’s mother and two brothers was also given. His dad and Rose however had not been described and Oni grew hopeful that they were alive; though the fact that they had not been found equally disturbed him. Where were they if they were alive, and why had they not taken him where they had gone? Did the two go separate ways? Who were the attackers? All these questions rose up in his mind and he couldn’t take it. He had to find out the answers and he had to find where his father and Rose were. In his current level of ability there was not a chance he would succeed and so he pleaded to be enrolled into the academy to develop his skills as a shinobi.

The medical ninja advised Oni to rest there for the following week before trying to gain entrance in the academy, if that was what he wished. He agreed to this and stayed put in the hospital for a week. During his time at the hospital, Oni was intrigued to find that a small monkey climbed through the window to visit him after every couple of hours. The monkey was relatively small and held a playful air around it. His big eyes and even larger ears added extra innocence to the already cute little monkey. His whole body was covered with fur except for his face, ears, palms and feet which were all a tan brown colour. His skin was lighter than his fur which was a shade milk chocolate. The monkey also had quite a large tail in comparison of the size of his body. During his week of recovery, Oni spent most of his time playing with the monkey or waiting for it to arrive in the morning. When the week finally came to an end, he realised that he had grown quite fond of the monkey and hoped it would stay with him. The monkey did just that. He ended up calling the little monkey Itazura.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he searched for the Jounin named Takeshi, who had found him at the farm. After two days of searching, he finally found Takeshi sitting by a merchant who traded in different fragrances. Realising who Oni was Takeshi gave his condolences. Oni asked Takeshi several times if he could stay there and train with Takeshi before embarking on a quest to find his father and friend. Takeshi agreed, on the condition that after Oni was done training he would enter the academy and begin his mission to find his missing loved ones when he felt he had accumulated enough experience.

Another 2 years passed before Oni had finished his training with Takeshi. During his training, Takeshi had taught Oni how to harness his inner power of chakra through exercises such as tree climbing and water walking. It took a while for him to grasp it but he learned soon enough. It was during this time that Itazura led Oni to a large scroll a little walk away from the village itself. As he rolled the scroll open, it shocked him to find his father’s name there written in blood. Itazura motioned for Oni to do the same thing and so he did, cutting his finger with a kunai knife given to him by Takeshi and writing his name on the scroll in blood. By doing so, Oni became bound to the monkey summons just as his father was.

After another year passed Oni was finally graduated the academy. Through his training with Takeshi, Oni became proficient in both Suiton and Katon ninjutsu as well as chakra control. He passed the academy examinations with ease but this didn’t make him feel any better. At the age of 19, he was much older than most of the other people in his class. But to Oni it didn’t matter, he was still one step closer to his goal.

RP Sample: Oni dashed down the narrow pathways of Yokuchigakure in search of a dog that had gone missing for the fourth time this week. He had hoped that by now he'd be doing some missions which involved a little more combat, but he couldn't be picky. Money was money even if it came in from finding the same damn dog for the fourth time in the same week. He searched high and low for the dog but it was proving to be elusive this time. Oni had checked the same hiding spots that it had occupied the last three times but to no avail. For such an easy mission this was actually turning out to be quite a drag. The mission began while the sun was at its highest point in the sky. It had now dropped in height significantly, sinking behind the large walls of the city. The last visible part of the sun caused long shadows to fall off vast number of merchant tents in the marketplace. As he arrived at the top of the city wall he let out a sigh. It looks like I'm gonna be in for a long night. With that thought he descended from the wall and disappeared into the hub of the open market.

Faceclaim: Jin Kazama (Tekken Series)

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Ready to be moderated, thank you.

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Take your image out of the spoiler, it's not so large that it needs to be in one. If the pet is just a non-combat, has zero ability companion, you don't need to app it at all; but if it does ANYTHING for you; even as small as stealing coin or something in threads; then it must be apped as a non-combat pet.

Otherwise, this is fine. Bump when done taking the image out of the spoiler and such.

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*Bump*
The spoiler has been taken out and the pet has been removed. Where would I post an application for a non-combat pet?

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