+_____________¦-------¦General Information¦-------¦_____________+
Full Name:
Haigara Shikai Shuurajou
Nickname:
Haigara, or Usagi
Famous Title:
"Hai Usagi"
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Ethnicity:
Japanese
Village:
Konahagakure
Rank:
Genin
Nindo:
"My mother killed, my father killed, I am taught to murder."
+_____________¦-------¦Overall Appearance¦-------¦_____________+
Facial Complexion:
Young
Height:
5' 5"
Weight:
95 lbs
Hair Style:
Spiky ruffled (Doesn't care about her hair)
Hair Color:
Ebony black
Eye Color:
Orange, redish (Except when chakra leaks out of her left eye, then it's a soft purple on her left eye)
Clothing Apparel:
Usually wears some sort of head wear that has bunny ears on it, followed by anything black that is loose and doesn't weight too much.
Other Information:
In the village, she is always seen carrying around a large stuffed bunny to keep her temper calm. This bunny was given to her by the doctors of the village that have treated her, but when she goes home, she retires the bunny and resumes her training all night. Also, sometimes the clothing she wears isn't always appropriate.
+_____________¦-------¦Character Personality Psych Dossier¦-------¦_____________+
Personality Description:
Haigara has been trained to not feel the pain. To bite through the cold. To ignore the burns, break through the challenges, to bury the tears, to mutilate any kind of emotions for anyone, even when it came to clan members. They would only train you, not help you. They would give you instructions, but not guide you. No one was kind to a child promised to be the rebirth of the clan. To always be a title everywhere she walked, every step she took, eyes followed her every movement, watching her in the progress of growing up. At a young age, she was unable to think for herself. Everyone told her what she was. What a glorious achievement the main line family has created. But to her, in her own mind, every time a member of the clan would call her great, she hurt inside. When they named her the child from the ashes, she only felt dread within her own heart. She knew she wasn't going to be what her clan wanted her to be. She would live up at a very high expectation that she would never meet, because anytime she would draw near that expectation, people around her would just bump it up higher. She wouldn't be able to make anyone happy. She could only learn what evils followed her through her childhood as the adults guided her to what she was "destined" to be when only this destiny was a fraud created by the clans people. She wouldn't tell any of those blood seekers that when they were asleep after a long days training with the child, she would go into the fields and lay on the grass, gazing up at the sky and taking in the nature around her. No, she would not make a peep about her peace loving side that was totally against what everyone wished. She would have to bite through it, and train...and train...and soon, that peace loving side was beaten out of her, just as the clan had hoped for.
Now, at the age of 15, thrown into the ninja academy by force, the "destiny" has turned bitter, and cold, and does not trust a soul and hold everything in, like she has since she was little. She hasn't been able to make friends because her eyes have locked onto the expression of anger from many years of being pushed over and over by her clan- oh however, most of them were killed by a great fight against an entire village. Of course the family lost, and only a few lived, and moved to a peaceful town, but at night, or at the young girl's home, no peace waited for her. She had no time to be nice anymore. There was no patience left inside of that tiny body. Only aggressiveness, and take action attitude. She tried her best to calm down, but her clan's powers were strong and loved seeping into the roots of her blood. This was only controlled after she had beat up kids younger than her for making fun of her to a bloody mess. She was sent to a medic to treat her anger problems by throwing a black rabbit ear hat on her dark head and giving her a giant stuffed rabbit. Immediate reaction? She had froze, like they wanted her to, and she calmed down, holding the stuffed rabbit tightly, her entire body calming down, and she was able to think clearly, remember how much evil was being forced inside of her. Without the rabbit hat or stuffed rabbit, she was a machine used for her families purposes, but with them, her name was Haigara, and she was a shy young girl that wasn't able to live any kind of childhood and is socially inept without any kind of friends. Because of her clan, many feared her. They took one look at her narrowed eyes and ebony black hair and they spread rumors like lightning. She wasn't accepted, and as if her own family would care about some silly rumors, but she did. She wasn't able to make friends that way. But she would still try at times, and now that the village told her to go to school, she would now be forced to meet people, and this could be her big chance to actually gain some friends...hopefully no one tries to steal her bunny.
Social Demeanor:
Dark and shy
Known Habits/Hobbies:
- Killing
- Training
- Getting stronger
Sexual Orientation:
Hetrosexual
Greatest Fear(s):
- Falling to insanity, like all of the rest of her family has
Most Proud Action(s):
- Has nothing to be proud of
Theme Song(s):
Normal Theme
Traveling Theme
Battle Theme: Strong Opponent
Battle Theme: Average Opponent
Significant Other:
Family:
-Mother: Yuuki O. Shuurajou - Alive
-Father: Morishima K. Shuurajou III - Sentenced to Death
-Grandfather: Morishima K. Shuurajou II - Alive
Biography:
The empty sound of a heart beat within the womb. The women outside panting heavily, pain enticed in every part of her body. However, it was not part of birth. It was actual hurt inflicted onto her body. She had been crushed my planks of wood with a baby inside her. Her voice rumbled for help to save the child. She kept calling, and within minutes after, a man threw fiery planks off himself, looking around vigorously. He called out a name, and the mother called back. The man rushed over to her and threw the planks off of her delicate body. She had been curled up in a protective ball with her bulging belly. She used her body to protect the child, her legs and arms had burn marks on them and she had many cuts and scraps just like the man did, however there was not a mark on the belly. She used every will power to save the child. The man helped the mother up and held her in his arms, brushing the dirt out of her hair. The women couldn't hold it in any longer, and she held the man back tears flowing down her cheeks. The two stood on a platform that burning planks piled up and a burnt structure surrounded them...and even more platforms and structure of old homes were burning off smoke. Their own kind, killed, murdered by the fire or physical force from an opponent...an enemy. The man that held her kept her close, letting her tears flow down his tattered shirt. Just then, another man rose from the rubble. An old man who had muscles as youthful as the other young dark haired man, but still had greys of a man in his 50's. He rose from the ground, pushing the rubble off of him, and dusted himself off, and the mother broke away from the man that was embracing her to the old man, hugging him as well. The old man held her in a strong embrace, then released her and looked down and smiled, patting the bulging belly gently. The dark haired man turned towards the burning houses and hopped down from the burnt blank of wood, with the Mother and old man following. The man helped his young mother down from the platform, and the old man helped himself down. The three walked to each burnt down house, either finding the dead, the burned, or the relief...the survivors. They helped the survivors trapped under planks, no matter how deep they were. They were still alive, and that meant that they still had a chance to recover. There weren't many survivors that day, but enough. They gathered them all up in an area that was not burning and tended to the wounds that they would have trouble healing by themselves, and the dark haired man made a statement...for the clan to break up, and in 10 years, regroup to see how everyone was doing, then separate once again. It was agreed on. It was for the best. They couldn't stay together anymore, for this fire...the deaths is what happens when the clan grew. So it was time to grow the clan, outside. After the clan was recharged and spirits up, remaining families, or individuals went to all parts of the world, going to country sides and living there, or moving into major ninja villages to seek out who had killed their family, their clan. That was what the main family did. The dark haired man, the father, the mother, the grandfather, and the unborn child, entered into the leaf village, and the first thing that happens is the ANBU surround the family, the mother hold her stomach as the father and the grandfather surround her both sides to protect her. A man steps out, his face covered in a mask, but he still speaks. "You are not welcome here. Your lives endanger the village." The father narrowed his eyes, and all three of them stayed silent, as the ANBU make a verdict. "If you try to stay here, a death sentence will be placed on the current leader of the clan." The mother's eyes widened and she shot a worried stare at the father, who stayed strong and focused. "Was it you...?" The father gripped his long kunai blade and his eyes narrowed in anger. "It was not us. We just have word of it and must protect our village at all costs." The father lowered his weapons and slipped them away, the mother glaring away, gritting her teeth as it had already been decided. "Fine. I'll die for my wife and child. My father will protect them." The mother turned away, but no use resisting the tears that already poured down her cheeks, covering her face within the grandfather's chest. The man had a week before his death sentence....
The day the girl was born was the day that he kissed his wife one last time, after seeing his child being born, he named her Haigara...for the Ashes that trailed their cloaks from the great fire and the troubles that came with it, but he wanted her to be the child that would stop their deadly curse that lied within their family. He did not tell his wife this, but he only told it in a whisper to the child. That was when he was taken from his wife and child, smiling brightly as his wife tried to smile, but cried at the same. The moment his face disappeared she held silent sobbing. Holding the child close, Haigara was to be what she thought her father wanted, but it seemed the child already knew what to become. The death left the entire clan at a silence that day, choked tears and only leaving stronger, much closed off hearts to other ninja. This is what happened, but it was all for the child. It was so that the girl would grow to become the new clan leader that would regroup the family build it back up. But the girl had other plans other than that. The child started her training day two. They began to teach her to move her fragile limbs and made sure that she traveled with the mother or grandfather at all times. She was able to crawl faster than any child before her, speak before any toddler could crawl, and walk before any child started speak. She progressed much faster because of day to day training with her mother, and slowly, the mother grew bitter, only turning colder and more distant than she originally was, causing worry within the grandfather's heart, but for the child that was already learning to run around, she only felt she do what she was told to.
As the girl grew up, her heart was tender and soft, and when the long day of training was completed, she would lay on the ground outside and look up at the stars, or pick flowers, or play around by herself. The grandfather knew this secret side of her, but the mother did not. This was the child, who played around and smiled and laughed, that would be the new face of the clan, not the one that woke up in the morning ready to start training. She grew beautifully long black hair, and had gorgeous orange eyes...like her father, but grew tall and thin like her mother. But each year, training would get more and more aggressive and intense, and push the girl farther and much more closed off. The grand father watched her progress, and it was that one fated night that she inherited...the gene that was like an infection. She had let out a scream to the dead and sliced up every sandbag given in a 20 second time span. She was given...the gene of the Shuurajou that made the clan who they were. Their anger, their power, the chakra that flowed through their blood and gave them a talent that could take the very power out of the opponents. An unstoppable clan that thrived on the anger and the rage that flared within them to challenge any kind of enemy. That was the rage that passed through her eyes. And it only grew darker and darker, and suddenly, keeping it from the public was more difficult than she had thought. The only thing she remembers is that she was holding a small kid, his face swollen and bleeding, and she gasped and dropped the kid, but he wasn't the only one. Two other looked exactly the same. She was taken by an ANBU member to a medic to treat her anger. She felt like a killer, who only destroyed the child's sense of humor. The women simple looked at the little girl that sat before her, who looked as if she would start crying for what she did. She knew the Shuurajou family, the clan, and this really wasn't her fault, she just couldn't control the rage within her heart, within her blood. Simply, she gave the girl a large stuffed rabbit and a black rabbit hat she had been saving to give to a child, and she was the perfect kid. Her eyes lit up the second she was given these things, and the medic told her to keep those where ever she went, for it would control her anger. The girl had been thankful of this, but the mother thought it was childish, and wanted to tear the rabbit up but the girl stopped her mother and held it close to her, yelling at her own mother that it was important to her. She grew up like this to the age she was now. She was placed into the academy by the village, her mother had refused, but the village was slowly wanting to take the girl so that they could one day use her power for good, and see what she could be to them in the future. And the girl was all in for it, so she went to school, wanting to finally get some friends.
╪_____________╠═══════╣Bingo Book Card╠═══════╣_____________╪
Social Status:
Home Ninja
Shinobi Class:
Bukijutsu
Shinobi Sub-Class:
Weapons Master
Chakra Total:
[60]
Stamina Total:
[120]
Elemental Chakra(s):
N/A
Elemental Chakra Color:
N/A
Kekkai Genkai - Bloodline Limit:
Shuurajou Bloodline
Bijuu - Tailed Beast:
N/A
Juinjutsu - Cursed Seal
N/A
Kuchiyose - Summoning:
N/A
Ninja Strength:
Bukijutsu, Taijutsu, and kenjutsu
Ninja Weakness:
Ninjutsu, Kuchiyose and Genjutsu
Personal Perks
↪ No Presence - Most of the time, Haigara isn't very noticeable, even when it is hard to bled in while wearing extremely strange clothing thrown together, but she seems to not be noticed. However, when she is, she has a strange ability to just hide immediately and no one will think any of it. If she hides her face, then people don't notice her. So the stuffed rabbit comes in often a lot.
↪ No Resting - Usually, Haigara trains at night for endless hours with her forceful mother, and so, training takes [1] post faster.
Class Perks
↪ Learn Bukijutsu [ 1 ] Posts Faster
↪ Can perform E-Rank Bukijutsu for no cost
Sub-Class Perks
↪ Place the sub-class perks here
↪ Include learning benefits and anything else that you get from only your SUB-CLASS
Bloodline Strengths
↪ [Include learning benefits and anything else that you only get from your Kekkei Genkai] ((???))
↪ Increased Strength, Endurance, and Reaction.
↪ Cells Regenerate Faster then Average.
↪ Able to Perform [ 2 ] Clan Jutsu's Simultaneously, Using [ 1 ] Hand Per Jutsu.
↪ All Members are Born with Great Battle Sense. Are Masters or War.
↪ Members are Able to Absorb Chakra and Convert it into Physical Properties ( Strength, Endurance, Stamina, Regeneration, Energy. )
╪_____________╠═══════╣Ninja Basic Weapon Arsenal╠═══════╣_____________╪
Ryo:
1,000
Food Rations:
5
Number of Kunai:
10
Location of Kunai:
Left leg pouch
Number of Shuriken:
10
Location of Shuriken:
Right leg pouch
Number of Makibishi stars:
8
Location of Makibishi stars:
Right coat pocket
Number of Smoke Bombs:
2
Location of Smoke Bombs:
Left coat pocket
Number of Explosive Tags:
3
Location of Explosive Tags:
Back right pocket
Evil Windmill Shuriken:
N/A
Personal Weapon:
Scroll(s):
N/A
╪_____________╠═══════╣Headband Information╠═══════╣_____________╪
Headband Location:
Around her stuffed bunny's neck, and when out on a mission, around her own neck.
Headband Style :
Hanging loosely like a necklace
Headband Color :
Blue cloth with silver plate
╪_____________╠═══════╣Known Jutsu╠═══════╣_____________╪
Maruton - Non-Elemental
E-Rank
↪Henge no Jutsu (Transformation Technique)
↪Bushin no Jutsu (Clone Technique)
↪Kawarimi no Jutsu (Substitution Technique)
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C-Rank
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B-Rank
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A-Rank
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S-Rank
↪
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S+ Rank
↪
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No element
E-Rank
↪
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D-Rank
↪
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C-Rank
↪
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B-Rank
↪
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A-Rank
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S-Rank
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S+ Rank
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No element
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C-Rank
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S+ Rank
↪
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╪_____________╠═══════╣Customized Techniques╠═══════╣_____________╪
Name of Technique:
Description:
Accepted By:
╪_____________╠═══════╣Customized Weapons╠═══════╣_____________╪
Name of Weapon:
Description:
Accepted By: (include a link to where accepted)
╪_____________╠═══════╣Mission Dossier╠═══════╣_____________╪
E-Rank: 0
D-Rank: 0
C-Rank: 0
B-Rank: 0
A-Rank: 0
S-Rank: 0
Name of Mission:
Missions Rank:
Details:
Link to First Post:
Link to Completion Post:
