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[Panthers7]

Name of the Curse Mark: Animal Curse Mark
Animal Form: Sabertooth Tiger
Why you Want It: This will most definitely fit my character. It flows perfectly with his view of "beauty", when the original face is damaged. [ Makes more sense if you read the profile XD ]
Have You Had it Before: Nopers. But I have had a Curse Mark before and still a wielding one.
What would you do with it: As stated before, Rose would use it to defend his thoughts one beauty.
What do you know about it?: Basically, it is like all of the other Curse Marks but has an animal like influence to it. It lasts longer than the other Curse Marks (by one post), and has strength's in strength, speed, and animal influence. In exchange for weakened ability to defend against Genjutsu and the ability to utilize Ninjutsu. Meaning one needs to solely rely on Taijutsu or a body art.
Give Example of Rp with Curse: (( If you need to understand some of his references. Just look at the profile and it will connect. Also be wary. It is a tad... Graphic, oui? wahmbulance ))

The Chuunin Exams are known to show who really can survive in the Shinobi World. Who can actually show worth to the village by accomplishing the tasks made or at least show that they can at the very least have a higher rate of surviving the ordeal. This is exceptionally true, during Konoha's infamous week in the forest of death. A place where Genin are put to the test to see if they are worthy to handle the pressures of a higher ranked shinobi, or be relieved of the stresses of the village and enter the wondrous peace of eternal slumber. Either way, it was a make or break point for your shinobi career; regardless of your talent.

This was exceptionally true for a boy and his team mates. Rose "Incubus" Allamora Liang and his two team mates were meeting face to face to rather exceptionally strong foes. Foes that weren't just slaughtering them, but nearly attempting to bring them to their ends. Crying for help, would not solve anything as any shinobi surrounding didn't feel like it was their duty to help those not of their village nor did they have any shinobi of their village to come and rescue; and with them being at a rather lower power village, the stakes were higher as failure meant to other nations that the village was weak, and failure meant extreme dishonor to it's inhabitants. Inflicting a pain worse than the burns, cuts, or gashes any of his team mates or himself bore.

Though the tides of the cocky members can always change. A beast should not play with their food after all; a mistake the enemy nin would learn the hard way. After Rose was slammed through a slender tree after the Doton fist suckered him from his blind spot, the pretty faced male weakly came to his shaky feet. The coopery taste of blood filled his mouth and as his lower head began to lift, he felt something slip from off his forehead and cling to the ground with a heavy thud. Looking down, Rose's eyes widened as he saw his once glorious face bruised on the cheek he was struck. His soft lips, split open and disfiguring what his parents had blessed him with. "N-No..." Rose said softly, as the feeling of a kunai piecing his chest with this visual of seeing himself so ugly... disfigured.... and no longer graced with the looks that some dream about when they have rather 'interesting' dreams. All crushed because of these blemishes of the earth!

"Awww... Lookie here guys..." The Doton user bellowed, as his team mates looked up from their brutal onslaught to the already battered and bruised team. "I think I made the pretty boy finally cry..." He said as Rose continued to 'weep'. Though his 'weeps', as they continued, seemed to darken as time past; almost having a poisonous quality to it. Feeling rather mighty, as foes of such characteristics would when putting their opponent to a breaking point (though not in the way he soon wished), he marched himself over to Rose and grabbed his neck tightly. The 'weeping' got louder, and laughter came from the enemy squad even more, "This is what the village sent to the Chuunin Exams!?!? A pretty boy that can't take a couple of scratches and his pet cat." He said pointing to the wounded sabertooth that had got strangely quiet and was looking at Rose intently. "A girl tryna play magician," He would the point to the girl who too seemed quite silent, yet had a smirk upon her lips. The man was about to point to the other team mate until he spotted the smirk. "You think this is funny bi-" He was about to say as those 'weeps' got louder. But now that they were loud enough to really hear, he could now tell that they weren't tears of pain nor sounds of sadness. No... That feminine laughter was poisonous. Venom rang through each little note of his insidious giggles. Hell was about to hit the fan for these poor individuals.

"I didn't expect to utilize this on you weaklings..." Rose said softly in a voice that, though was delicate as his name denotes, held a bit more of a masculine tone to it. One that was seething for payment for harming his original beauty. "To think that you ugly baboons could even grace my presence for so long and not die is baffling. You all are nothing...But blemishes on the earth. "Rose tilted his head and spat out the blood from his mouth as he continued, "And it would be a crime... to let you continue to taint it's beauty." Rose said as he continued to giggle,just as the considerably pissed Doton user, that still held his neck, drew back his large fist, " Why you little - glurk!" The team mates, due to the angle they were in, didn't see anything that occurred but saw a splutter of blood erupt from the front. A fist shouldn't have popped the other's head like that... so what occurred, they would wondered. Up until the Doton user's body went limp and they saw nothing more of an abomination of man that had once stood before them. With one hand in a seal, and the other gripping the man's throat through with strong feline like nails piercing into the Doton user's jugular vein, Rose leered nothing but death to his opponents as he continued to apply more and more pressure; sinking his fingers further and further into the pierced areas.

"What... Is he?!" They exclaimed, horrified by their slowly dying companion who was removed of his suffering when the hand in his jugular ripped out the flesh, veins, and inards of the throat to let the blood spurt freely like a spout. The feminine shaped Rose that once 'weeped' in front of them, held a totally new build. Feline slitted eyes of a predator glowed at the prey from within the shadows of the trees, a more masculine build and tone quality like a predator should, and a lust for death that would match that of a Oni. They noticed as Rose teasingly cleaned off his bloodied fingers which bore thick, sharp nails like that of the injured beast to the side of them. But what really put them back, was the fangs he held. They protruded in a manner that rather forced Rose to continually show his changed and sharpened teeth; with how they looked, they looked as if they had no other use than to bite and pull large pieces of what ever they sunk into. Tossing his hair to the side Rose sneered showing off those large toothed fangs, as a predatory growl began to rumble in his chest, "Be honored... I haven't used this form since my mother bestowed it upon me.," Rose said as the shinobi began to back away to the oblique procession of Rose moving towards them. Starting to make his circle around his prey to cut off their escape. When they were about to speak, Rose quickly cut them off with an animalistic-yet still very human-roar, "I'm sorry but I cannot let you go dearies. You've seen my true ugly face...Though then again there still is beauty in this form. The beauty... of bloodshed and pain of my enemies. Suffering... I will make sure to lavish in your suffering, in the most magnificent manner ever. People will speak of your deaths like a glorious painting. I will make your names... eternal. " Rose said, as without another word, he made his move; and the speed that he once exhibited, would be a rank higher than previous, and definitely put them off guard to his bowling charge.

What took Rose's first victim off was when he sprinted and came within fighting distance with his foes, he launched onto his fours and began to lash out like the four-legged beasts of the jungle. With this action combined with zigzagging, Rose eventually successfully pounced his opponent and began shredding him apart; such as the savage art of 'Saraise' after all. Usually, the one being attacked would have his partner would help immediately but as he screamed for help his comrade couldn't get over the fear that made his feet stay cemented. So much blood, flesh, and muscle being savagely shown to him and tossed about the red grass so carelessly. Ripped and shredded by those thick nails, those large protruding fangs that dug into his team mates body and ripped out more muscle effortlessly; even cracking bones that got in the way in the mutilating process. When the massacre ended, Rose was basically head to toe painted in his opponent's plasma, while the team mate stared at his deceased friend having been opened up like a pinata. His intestines strung out of his body like decorations and his rip cage pulled apart so that it could taste the fury that raged within Rose.

Rose then slowly looked up to the next victim. He... would get the worse death of all. "Why did you let me kill your comrade without helping? Not that it would have helped but at least your efforts would have been noted? Is that what your village teaches? Cowardice?" Rose taunted as he pulled out two kunai's and had them to be equipped in both of his hands. "You taunted my village, our ways, and my friends yet even we at the face of death continued to fight for each other. But you...scared little kitty, stayed still. You deserve the worse death of all. I will make your name out of all of them, legendary." Rose teased the shinobi who out of fear, rage, and desperation launched something of a hay maker at Rose. Instead of dodging, Rose took the punch, but not all of it. For he would take a step back and slant his body and face to let the punch continue forth and the shinobi's back be exposed to him. The shinobi attempted a hook kick to counter but Rose had already sealed the match in a death mate. "Your blood is not even worthy to touch my lips." The kunai's he wielded plunged into the back of the man. But the strike wasn't all what Rose was going for. With the use of his new strength, Rose began to slice his back open like a butcher to prok. A slow process that he intended, so that all may hear his wounded howl. Deeper and deeper he cut until his exposed back was open for the taking. Being in shock, and basically already heading towards the after life, Rose put the last insult to injury. Facing him towards his dead comrades, Rose dug and cracked open the back of his ribcage so that he may take both of his lungs in his bloodied hands, to be then hanged outside of his corpse. Making his final moments as excruciating as possible as Rose hissed in his ear, "Isn't it beautiful? The scene of your demise? A legendary portrait should be made...Created by the pretty 'whimp' you so teased." Rose taunted, patting the twitching shinobi's head and looked to his team mates while is curse mark reverted slowly back. "Well dearies I think I need a bath. These heathen's blood has tainted my freshly painted nails. Can you believe that?" Rose huffed as the squad left their "messages" out in the clearing for all the other villages to know that another village was here; and it definitely bore a danger should they not be taken lightly.