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[Qrowlis]

Narutoverse-based roleplay between sharingan and I.

 

[sharingan]

swan lake

artist

the kitsune

R

equisite.

name

akira samaki

a.k.a.

the kusagakure jinchuriki

age

20

hair c.

silver

eye c.

yellow

p

syche.

akira

is the nine-tails jinchuriki, yet not in the sense of completion. she has a small amount of the kyuubi chakra signature sealed within her -- but not enough to have the vast amount of power the tailed beast fully grants. instead, it's as if a small part of her soul is the demons.

because of this, the yang half of her chakra is able to physically transform. using the kitsunes ability, she can manipulate her body into any living creature, including imitating people perfectly.
the kistunes traditionally deceptive nature has seemingly passed onto her.
however, there are limitations. akira refuses to use this ability in fear of being caught, and more so, loosing control. the larger the animal she transforms into, the more chakra is required; therefore, the more vulnerable she becomes once changing back.

akira has a deep guilt of harboring this demon, and tends to stray from confrontation.

the water nature shinobi is fairly distant and more interested in nature and it's fauna rather then shinobi life. she is considered weak amongst her peers for the careless attitude, but she has room for growth.

h

istory

akira was originally native to konohagakure: the village hidden in the leaf. she was born on a warm spring day, three years after the nine-tails attack and three years after her mother became a shinobi.
the village was finally beginning to settle down, and her family was following with it.
she spent most of her infancy on the border of farmlands, far from the heart of the village and far from the administration building. her days were filled with chasing butterflies and playing in sun-kissed streams. her nights were cradled by catching crickets and imitating the hoots of owls.

she was a happy girl, and her father, a young farmer, enabled it. he taught her how to water soil and harvest crops. after all, the lack of a chakra signature destined her to follow in his footsteps. she was not fated to become a ninja.
however, fate has an usual pleasantry.

akira was playing with the sheep when something awoke in her; as if a long dormant creature had stirred beneath the core of the earth. her flesh felt as if it were burning, her bones felt as if they were bending beneath the heat of a thousand suns. she instantly fell ill and collapsed into sleep.

when she awoke, she saw her mother. usually residing on the walls shielding konohagakure, it was a surprise to see her. how long had she been sleeping?
yet on akiras stomach lay a seal - not drawn in ink or blood. it was scarred deeply into her skin, branded. her flesh was puckered and pink. the four year old began to scream and cry, wailing out of fear and wailing out of worry of her parents expressions.

she had the mark of the jinchuriki: the nine-tailed fox. the chakra signature that was once absent blazing into life in the form of a demon.
her parents knew they could not send her to the academy. the son of minato was hated and disgraced for what he carried inside of him: the same curse akira had.
instead, akira and her father left the village. they traveled to the village hidden in the grass, her mother left in the leaf to carry out her duties.

g

allery.

♡coded by uxie♡

 

[sharingan]

nausicaa of the valley of the wind

artist

role here

R

equisite.

name

tsuki kaneko

a.k.a.

answer

age

28

hair c.

black

eye c.

violet

p

syche.

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g

allery.

♡coded by uxie♡

 

[Qrowlis]

• basics
• appearance
• personality
• history

• name kuroi hazuki
  aka
  age 22
  gender male
  sexuality he's stopped thinking about it
  
  goal ???
  rank tokubetsu jonin
  village kirigakure
  specialties sealing, kenjutsu
  chakra nature lightning (affinity), water
  
• 
  eyes black
  hair short and spikey; blond
  skin pale & freckled
  height 5'11
  build lean
  
• as a child kuroi was cheerful and upbeat, happy to lend a hand where he could and interested in learning all things ninja. however, age and experience has mellowed him out drastically, into someone who sees the world as a glass half empty. he's a pessimistic about the frivolous things: regarding love as something he will never fall too, and has since dropped all of the hobbies he enjoyed as a youth, save painting. his teammates regard him as someone coolly efficient: able to keep a level head in stressful situations, but unwilling to play risky. he regards his past self as a naïve boy, who believed the world was better than it was. he’s a good ninja; clever in his plans and adaptable, but a hollow shell of a person.
  
  strengths incredible chakra control, levelheaded, clever
  weaknesses low chakra reserves, emotionally stunted, pessimistic
  
• born under a eclipse to a civilian family in kirigakure, kuroi's twenty-two years have not necessarily been happy ones. a superstitious bunch, some of his family believed that his birth was a sign of misfortune to come, a belief that was later adopted by some of his peers, leading to the jeering moniker "misfortune's child". though his father and his older sister, akane, held him at arms length, his mother and later, the twins, adored him. kuroi grew up not unhappy, but occasionally lonely.
  
  the rift between him and his father only grew when he presented his ambition to become a ninja. as the eldest son, it was assumed that he would one day take over the family's tea shop, a sentiment kuroi vehemently disagreed with. with the help of his mother, he was able to attend where he would remain until his graduation as a genin, where he was assigned to team 3 beneath jounin okutaka alongside teammates makino and akizumi. it was under okutaka-sensei that his natural affinity for seals and inking really blossomed. after making chunin, the team split apart, although kuroi continued to study fuuinjutsu under okutaka-sensei.
  
  during his sixteenth year, his family life deteriorated drastically. a secret revealed shook his beliefs to their core: a world once familiar suddenly filled with strangers. shortly afterward his parents separated. for a few months, kuroi continued to live with his mother and the twins despite the prevailing awkwardness, however when a mission gone wrong kills itsuki and leaves tsuno permanently maimed, he moves out, unable to handle the shame of being the cause. (the twins just wanted to be like their big brother, after all. they became ninja to follow his path.)
  
  the good: learns sealing, receives a katana from intriguing source when 16, achieves tokubetsu jounin.
  the bad: parents seperate ):, the twins die, and his mother blames him for what happens.
  the okay: dude doesn't really have any friends, but he does have a cat.
  
  help the wiki says kiri doesn't have the ninja registration system. naruto wiki what does this meeeeean
  

 

[Qrowlis]

res. for second guy. he's cool. he's edgy. he's uzumaki.

 

[sharingan]

scroll

akira samaki

forest of death

interactions

Qrowlis

i. the forest of death; 7 yrs ago.

ferns of dreary green linger among roots of ancient trees: bark curled from age and chipped and cracked from milennia. the stature of such trees veil the forest floor in a foreboding black, shadows flooding every footstep and crowning what was unscathed in secrecy. the branches, tired claws of mangled wood and thicket, reach into the sky, (though the ferocity of the sun could not reach the undergrowth.) instead, the branches twist and shove through leaves that block out light, greedily leeching onto what warmth they could.
truthfully, akira wasn't sure how tall the trees were, and as she looked at one in passing, the width of the trunk easily compared to the size of a building. this forest was not like any other she had been in: it carried an ancient forewarning of pain and suffering that generations of ninja before her experienced.
the chunin exams had forced her here -- in this arena of camoflauge that hid man and beast alike.
besides her, two teammates skip over cracked boulders and angry thorns. cuts and bruises litter the inner flesh of their calves and ankles, skin red and sore from healing only to be cut open again. yamabe, the self-proclaimed leader of the trio, had insisted on traveling below the protection of the underbrush. her father had told her of the branches (far, far, above their heads) being a popular route of travel for enemy ninja. as predicited, yamabe stubbornly insisted on avoiding any unnecessary confontrations. yet as akira looks over, the pout-lipped grimace tells her yamabe had second guessings.

akira wants to speak up; be brave and suggest they break out of the barb and nettle. maybe towards the branches, upward where their path would be faster, or east, where boulders of a dried river curved towards their destination. but she was a coward, and feeble, and she would much rather deal with brambles in her hair then a kunai in her back. akira wasn't strong. she wasn't talented. she wasn't heroic or unselfish like a true shinobi should be.
she was fragile, hestitant - not someone meant to be a warrior. she knew this, and her village did too.
she cried out when getting hit by the slightest punch -- trembled when a jutsu headed her way. multiple times she had to be saved on D-rank missions, something reserved for newly graduated academy students.

speaking now would only anger her teammates, evident by their displeasure when they had first heard of their assignments. and already they seemed upset, pushing through the shadowed path with the earth scroll clutched in hand.

akira sighs and continues forward, raising a foot only to step down with a crunch. the thorns were everywhere, fiercely protecting their forest from the ninja that insist on dwelling there.

carter burwell

the lion fell in love w the lamb

♡coded by uxie♡

 

[Qrowlis]

Konoha's dryer climate was a far cry from the one he was used to, with it's clear skies and warm temperature. It was too warm for Kuroi's liking, accustomed to the damp mists that naturally shrouded Kirigakure. His teammates were experiencing it too, if the uncomfortable looks were anything to go by. Makino had taken off his ever-present jacket shortly after they had crossed into the Land of Fire, and Akizumi kept trying to use a low ranked wind jutsu to fan herself. Only Okutaka-sensei seemed unbothered, though that was probably more due to experience than actually enjoying the heat.

But now, beneath the darkness of Konoha's forest of death, Kuroi at last felt some semblance of peace. With the crowded branches blocking out the worst of the sun, he found it much easier to work through the sluggishness that had taken root in his mind before. Kirigakure's Team 3 had passed the first test easily enough; it didn't take a genius to figure out you had to cheat without getting caught to pass, and Okutaka-sensei had given them prior training in information-gathering and extraction. The tenth question had given them pause, but they'd all stood their ground.

The second test was promising to be more interesting. Despite the grumbles of the other two, Kuroi's insistence on him carrying their heaven scroll had won out. The weight of it in his pack was a heavy reminder of the duty he now held. If he lost the scroll, they would have to work twice as hard to get another one -- and an earth scroll too. Akizumi had woven a small genjutsu over the scroll so that it fit right in with his sealing supplies and ninja tools, but who knew if it would hold up in the long run.

For the past three hours they had traveled through the twisting branches of the tree tops, scarcely exchanging word. Kuroi itched to say something: they needed a plan. This endless travel wouldn't get them very far. Unless they hoped to stumble upon another team with an earth scroll, they needed to act. So far, all they had done was stay away from the worst of the fighting. Rarely was ninjutsu ever subtle; when one team stumbled upon another, it was never a quiet encounter. But the longer they delayed, the more likely they were to lose their own scroll. As his feet touched the knotted branch of the next tree, Kuroi raised his palm. Stop. He signaled.

Akizumi landed right next to him, with Makino not too far below. They both looked at him then, not through him like they normally did, curiosity and annoyance alight in their eyes. "We need a plan," Kuroi whispered, "We can't rely on luck to pass this exam."

"Well, if you've got one, I'm all ears," Makino said bitterly, crossing his arms over his chest.

Kuroi opened his mouth to speak, only to still as a dense fog rolled slowly through the area. Even though Kuroi wasn't a natural sensor, it was easy to feel the pinpricks of chakra sparking against his skin, heavily concentrated within the sight-constricting fog. Kirigakure no Jutsu: The Hiding in the Mist technique. Damn it. There was only one genin in their year with both the know-how and chakra to make a mist this soupy and thick, and it was that genin Kuroi desperately wanted to avoid at all costs. Hana Tsukaga. Kirigakure's golden girl. Rookie of the year in his graduating academy class. She had a monstrous amount of chakra and the technique to apply it as she pleased. It didn't help that her important father's standing had given her a big head and an even meaner bite.

I feel bad for whatever sorry suckers she just stumbled upon, he thought to himself. The technique didn't necessarily mean she was nearby -- she could dispense her mist across a stupidly large area of terrain, and Makino hadn't sensed anyone. If they could keep their heads low, they'd be fin-

"Well well well, what do we have here," a nasally, haughty voice asked from somewhere off to his right and above.

Oh no. Kuroi thought glumly. We're the suckers.