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Username: Picho
Mule SN's: None
character(s), Picho, {support characters are random ninja's}
IoDM Newbie? (Y/N): Yes
Serum: Mystery

(a sub note. any time there is the character is speaking in japanese. )


(to post more in a few hours from now.)

In the past there have been ninja clans. Out of those clans only a few survived. The first is the Kitsune clan. It was a band of thieves more then assassins. If ever you needed something, they were the ones to get it from. The next was the Neko clan. Supposedly heartless mercenaries who kill for money. If you needed someone dead, they could do it for you.



The Leader of the Kitsune clan married the leader of the Neko clan, and together had a child. An offspring of both Neko and Kitsune, he was named Picho. But he was quite unusual for a child of Japanese. His hair was silver, and his skin incredibly pale. His right eye was a light shade of red, while the left a light shade of blue. He was albino.



Through time and training, both clans taught him, in the art of stealth, theft and assassination. Soon he earned his rewards from both clans.



These clans were named as such due to certain things they wore. These items were givin to those who had achieved a certain amount of training, and usually completed a mission or two. Picho had completed two missions, an assassination and a theft. And thus he received the Neko claws and the Kitsune robes. The mask he wore was a combination of Neko and Kitsune, completely unique to the clans.



Kitsune robes are worn over the body, and usually connected to the back of the mask. They are normally blood red or black, with a number of tails based upon rank of the individual. The thing about the robes that made them useful besides disguising the human underneath was the fact they were normally laced with explosives and easily detachable. The result was a rather simple decoy when needed.



Neko Claws are used as the signature weapon of the Neko clan. It was a set of claws, one on each of the figures and four in the palm for climbing. (They can be removed to hide the real claws.) And the ones used to kill were three claws on the back of the hand. Each claw can be used independently.





Neko and Kitsune prospered and all seemed well, except for a third clan, the Inu clan. Unlike Neko, or Kitsune, they were more barbaric ninjas. They were jealous of the other two clans. Thus they planned and the plotted. And plotted and planned. Then the attack was on…













We have had scruffs with the Inu clan before, but nothing on this level. All around me my clan men fell, and none of theirs fell. They fought like beasts, some ran on all fours leaping and devouring flesh. Even the Kitsune clan, who pride themselves on speed and inability to be captured, fell to the even faster Inu clan.



They weren’t like this before. They used to be hapless mercenaries, but now they are like Oni. Their eyes filled with a savage rage that couldn’t be suppressed. I ran with my father as hard as I could. The world quickly began to blur by, as we met up with my mother, and had our stuff. As a ninja we always keep an extra set of supplies in a light box, since we never know when we need to move.



The next few moments are just a blur of memory. I remember falling, strait down of the sea cliff. I felt a pain in my arm and legs. But I don’t remember my mother or father coming with me…







I awoke some time later. Washed up into a city, a very bright city with lots of lights. I feel like I never saw light before as I shielded my eyes from them. Las Vegas a sign said. I walked through the streets, a small stand with no likes stood out like a thumb in this bright city. Light seemed to be eaten by its space. I walked up to the ramen shop, lifted up the flap and walked in. However there was no shop, only desert. Confused I turned back around to go out the shop, only to find the exit was no longer there. In its place was some sort of leather tent.



It was shaped like a cone; I could only assume it was an Indian teepee.







A voice spoke out to me in Japanese. With nothing better to do, I obeyed.































He suddenly sprang up holding a stuffed duck or some other bird, and slapped against my forehead. I was paralyzed and couldn’t do anything to stop it.



That’s when I could hear it again. The crashing waves. I opened my eyes and looked around, not moving. I was somewhere, don’t know where, and there was a bird on my head. I slapped it away. Was all that just a dream, or an omen?

Guest art - None



Personal Art - None (at this time.. Though my gaia character looks kinda what he would.. just with some things i like.)

Space to be used for something important that I have proubly forgotten

(since i have no idea what im really doing yet.. btw.. how do i get that link to work?)


I got up of the sandy beach. Still dizzy from the events of last night. I'm not sure why, but my body ached all over and a few kuni were impaled into my limbs. I pulled them out, Using my saltwater drenched cloaths as bandages. If i wasn't so dizzy, the salt might have made me hurt more. I sat back down, barely able to stand. Over head were a few crows.




"Moreua! Moreua!" the crows above cawed. Of course, since i don't speek crow, i only assumed it was just the squacking of birds.

(This is actually a referance to something. Alot of time in anime, a birds call will sound like a word. The characters however, pay no attention to it. For instance, in one anime, every time the character did something stupid in some episodes, the crow would caw "Baka! Baka!" )

Nope, not sure at all. Kinda thinking about letting them just choose for me. So as it is right now, Picho is pretty much going to be roleplayed as a human.

btw

http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=5115423

Its the original thread, however i think im going to close it. Its the events before Picho started RPing in the other places.

Is this another parody quest? o_O

A joke quest, I mean.

This is a realistic Earth setting. There are no ninjas, no people with naturally silver hair or red eyes, nothing that establishes that crows or ravens have a language or any sort, and nobody is visited by Indian mystics because, as far as the general populace is concerned, they don't exist.