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First Name: Abeovita
Last Name: Xanadu
Alias: Death, The Oncoming Storm, Abeo
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 135
Birthday: April 4th
Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationships: -
Affiliation: Hidden Storm Village
Rank: Genin
Element: None
Specialization: Genjutsu, Ninjutsu, Ijutsu


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Personality: Abeo’s outward personality is humorous and laid-back. He enjoys making jokes, and he’s sarcastic as well. He likes to meet new people and talk, although sometimes, he’s blunt about what he says, which could offend somebody. However, despite his seemingly friendly disposition, Abeo isn’t opposed to fighting. When Abeo fights, he becomes slightly more serious and brutal. His method is one of taunting. His enjoyment of fighting is dependent on the person who he is fighting. Sometimes, he will intiate a fight because of the person and their entertainment value, and other times, he will start a fight to get rid of somebody who annoys him. If a person does not interest him, he will not fight. Rather, he will give them a choice and walk away. Abeo’s inner self is in contrast to his outward appearance. While he acts friendly, he is truly contemptuous and views people as inferior to him. Despite this egotistical attitude, he puts on a façade of being friendly. Abeo is usually distrustful of people, and only trusts somebody when they have proven themselves to him. He enjoys to manipulate people and use them for his own gain. He often acts on ulterior motives, and rarely is there a random or spontaneous act of his, despite what it seems.


Likes: Abeovita loves food, and even more so, eating it. He will eat almost anything, as long as it's edible and it won't kill him. He also likes cats and pandas, although he really doesn't know why exactly. Among things, Abeo's favorite activity (other than eating) is travelling from place to place. It doesn't really matter why, or how, he just likes to travel.

Dislikes: Abeo has disregard for rules, and the people who create/enforce the rules. While he isn't arrogant enough to defy the rules, he just doesn't have patience with them, and the people associated with them. Abeo hates dogs, probably going along with his love for cats. He also hates hunters, as he finds it a waste for somebody to hunt innocent animals for a game.

Motivation: What drives Abeo in life is to be happy and to always be entertained in some way. He detests having nothing to do, and he looks for things, and if not, he'll make things happen that will involve him. This motivation for him is what causes him to travel, to fight, and to talk to people. In a way, it's the reason why he lives.

Fears: Abeo doesn't fear much, as he finds things that are feared to be interesting. However, he does have Claustrophobia to an extent, which means he doesn't like the be crowded with other people (meaning hundreds of people pushed in together). He often avoids busy streets and stores because of this, and will lost his temper/cool if he's stuck in a situation.


Clan Information

Clan name Xanadu

Bloodline Name: Meikai no shugo-sha (Guardians of the Netherworld)

Bloodline Ability: Members of this clan are half-phantom and half-human. Although this is true, it also caused their Chakra pool to be completely removed from their body and deposited at a mysterious orb-like spirit of varying colour. (Explained in history) The spirit orb can only be seen only by the members of the clan or someone who has seen death happen in front of their eyes. Due to their lack of charka, the body and mind of the members of this clan, works faster and harder to grant them better traits in terms of physical and mental attributes, agility, speed, strength, endurance and et cetra by 3 times. They also have great insight and foresight over many things, have a very high level of concentration.

Genin, Chuunin:
During this level, they have to concentrate and absorb chakra from their spirit half. This makes it quite troublesome for those who want to be quick on their toes in battle. Although, they can use E~C rank jutsu’s with ease.

Sp. Jounin, Jounin, S-rank:
During this level, jutsu’s ranging from A~S rank will backfire on the caster if it involves charka but to counter this disability members of the clan are able to merge with their spirit half for only 15 posts. Thus, letting them access Jutsu’s from A~S rank. Note that if the jutsu involves absorbing charka from ones spirit half, it would require two posts for A~S rank unless stated. This can be used once per topic.

Below states the weapons that can be carried by the clan members. Note that the swords are passed down from their forefathers (Explained in history).

Virtues:
Chastity – Increases jutsu damage by two fold.
Temperance – Dispels Genjutsu every two posts.
Kindness – Heals the user passively but at a small amount.
Charity – Has the ability to sap your life in return for an increase in power
Diligence – Able to continue a battle after being landed a critical hit
Patience – Increased focus, insight, foresight and senses.
Humility – Does not feel fear or pain when used.

Vice:
Lust – Has the ability to sap life from the opponent to heal yourself.
Gluttony – Loves to drink blood, the more blood, the more power.
Envy – Has the ability to copy the shape and effects of other weapons but its strength is 80% of the original.
Greed – The more Ryo one has in hand, the more powerful the weapon
Sloth – The being of slowness can have a very slow movement but very high damage output
Wrath – Increase all stats by two times but at a cost of your sanity
Pride – Being as pride, it does not like other charka except for its owner, thus it will push aside all other charka.

Colour to discern the seven members:
Red
Orange
Yellow
Green
Cyan
Blue
Purple/Indigo
Pink/Violet

(Note that each member can have a max of two weapons, one Virtue, one Vice and I’m stating the suggested effects but not the type of each weapon as I want it to be versatile for other members that want to join. Please take a look at the last post after approval as I’ll state who takes which Vice, Virtue and Colour.)

Location: Scattered

Clan History: Long ago, war broke out. Countless lives lost in the blood stained grounds, bodies rotting, souls left unrest. Scarlet flames swirl in wake, devouring anything in its path. Merciless. Unforgiving. It comes after each battle. It’s fate? To cleanse! It’s desire? To give peace to those who have passed on.

In truth the clan was just scattered bits of nomadic people. They have no intension nor relation to what happened to the outside world. They preferred to throw everything not normal to them and live in peace as they travelled from place to place, gaining knowledge on much of the geography of the world, not to mention some well hidden ancient temples, shires and hideouts. They also have wide knowledge over many rumours, myths and legends that held were around at that time.

Among every mystery, one of them stood out the most. The legend of the temple of judgement, Tamashī no handan. Although, none of the seven members founding members of the clan went there as of yet, the legend spread like a virus, unrelenting, ever putting people in a trance state of desire. Everyone thought it was salvation and eternal bliss that will be found inside but the clan founders stayed away, fearful that the corruption will get to them.

Alas, they couldn’t escape the fate that which the temple already predicted. Soon, all of the ten leaders and their families meet at the temple. The famed mystery of the temple of black and white. One side it was rotting with darkness, malice and sin, the other with pureness, clarity and virtue. Stunning it was but something or someone stood out. A certain elderly caretaker, stood to greet them. Unknowingly, their life has already been changed when they first came to know about the temple.

Time passed and each of the founding members changed, their families were told to wait for them far away, at the nearby river they all meet. Soon a ritual started, the caretaker revealed to be an immortal lady named Shikieiki Yamaxanadu, her job to get people to help her judge the living and send souls to their final resting place. She granted each of them a power they will never forget. Separate souls representing seven colours, their hairs having the colours of their respecting souls and weapons each depicting a vice and a virtue. Their gold was simple, to help people leave behind regrets and finally leave the world in peace.

Shocked by their predicament, each of them went down the path and the only way to move on was forward but slowly, each member will find themselves ever tied to this path. Unable to run away. “The truth is that peace is always within..” Shikieiki said before the seven founding members left the temple and it will forever stay the same as time goes on for eternity.


History

History: In the beginning, Abeovita was an orphan. His parents were unknown and he was simply left on the doorstep of a local villager. He grew up, being raised by the people who found him as if he was their natural son. He wasn't told of his true heritage. The surrounding villagers and Kage simply believed that Abeovita was just some random abandoned orphan. However, as Abeovita later learned on, he wasn't.

His adopted parents had Abeovita live an average life of a growing shinobi. He went to the Academy and did well. He was smarter than the average student, which resulted in him being constantly bored and unsatisfied. His parents, sensing this, did personal training at him, honing his bloodline skills. They informed him of his hidden abilities, which coursed through his veins.

As for his childhood, he spent the majority of it alone. He didn't have any friends, as rather than being simply shy or weird, he didn't find any interest with his classmates. After a few years, his classmates learned that Abeovita wanted no company and they just chose to leave him alone. They didn't attempt to bully him, as he had proven before that he was not one to be messed with. They just pretended he didn't exist. Abeovita was alright with this.
As Abeovita grew older, he grew more and more restless. He found himself annoyed by his peers as well as his instructors. Eventually, he graduated from the Academy and passed the Genin exam at the top of his class. Finally, he was free of the Academy and he was able to do things by himself. He was able to start his life as a shinobi. From that point on, he did several low level missions, accumulating a sum of money and gaining reputation.

One day, while not on a mission and just taking the day off, Abeovita accidentally overheard some local villagers discussing how the Genkaku residence was still pretending that the orphan really was their actual child. Irked and curious by this, Abeovita confronted his parents about it. They confessed to it, and said they were keeping a promise. Irritated and angry, Abeovita left, refusing to listen to their explanations. He didn't like it that they lied to him for his entire life.

For a while, Abeovita rented himself a cheap apartment, paying rent and buying food with the money he got from his missions. He refused to talk to his parents, despite their attempts. However, while doing his duties as a shinobi, Abeovita increasingly became interested in how his parents knew his bloodline. From what he heard, his actual parents were unknown. Finally, overcome with curiosity, he confronted his parents once more. He discovered that he was actually related to them and that they weren't simply picked at random. After further talking, he learned his real parents were out there somewhere, continuously looking for something.

After all the explanations, Abeovita and his parents had closure, although Abeovita decided that it was better that he continued to live on his own. Although reluctant, his parents agreed and helped him find a better apartment. Although asked not to search for his parents, Abeovita secretly did while on missions, trying to find out where they are.


RP Sample: Asher cruised in his old gummi ship, flying towards the End of the World. In his memory, Asher never once visited the place before. This would be the first. For a moment, Asher worried about getting lost. That moment passed, and Asher knew that it wouldn't be that hard. If it proved to be a difficult task, he would simply sniff Ansem out. Asher wondered about the heartless entity known as Ansem. He didn't know him very well, except for what information Yima had and the old stories. He would still have to tread lightly, for Asher knew that Ansem was quite powerful. However, after meeting him in the Realm of Darkness, Ansem seemed friendly enough to offer him lessons in the art of portalling. That excited him. He's wanted to learn portalling for a while now. Yima was supposed to take him along for portal lessons, except he left before he had the chance. He sighed. So disappointing.

The young Pumpkin King arrived at the End of the World. Morbid if taken out of context, although that made it even more amusing. After exploring the world for a bit, intrigued by the fascinating layout that the world held, Asher finally came upon a boulder which Ansem was standing atop, who was just joined by Etzolix. Hm. So Etzolix was being trained as well...this should be interesting. Asher landed his ship next to Etzolix's and got out. A few minutes late, but oh well. Not that extreme. The Pumpkin King was wearing the Apprenti Robes Yima had given him. They were form fitting, easy to maneuver and train in. He walked next to Etzolix, and looked up at the heartless. "Present," he said, as if a bored student in a classroom and answering the roll call of the teacher. He pushed his long black hair out of his face and to the side, revealing sharp, emerald-colored eyes, underneath. Asher was due for a hair cut, but he had been too busy organizing attacks and other events to bother with such a trivial matter. Portalling would certainly help him in this time. It'd make transportation much more efficient than gummi ships.

Asher glanced at Etzolix and got a feeling he didn't like it that he was here, being trained here. It was nothing more than a slight inkling. Truthfully, the Pumpkin King had trouble reading Etzolix's emotions and sometimes even questioned if he himself wasn't a heartless. Mentally shrugging it off, he listened to Ansem as he explained their first training lesson. Ansem explained how they would need to step into a higher gravity area and stand up straight. It seemed easy enough, simply just adapt to the higher gravity. Asher was pretty strong, although not as strong as Etzolix or Ansem, but still. Added with the fact he wasn't a heavy weight would mean it'd be less hard. He watched Ansem create a portal and enter through it, then watched as Etzolix entered the same portal. Taking a deep breath, Asher mentally prepared himself and stepped through the portal. The experience of being in the corridor of darkness itself was new, although nothing special.

When he reached the end of the passage of darkness, Asher took a step out...and feel forward. He caught himself with his hands, although now he was on both knees and hands. "What the hell," he managed to exhale, struggling. He wasn't expecting the gravity to be this heavy. "Fuck," he swore as he lifted his head to see Etzolix struggling as well. After some effort, he stood up on one leg and straightened out his back. He could always feel the sweat beads forming on his forehead and body. He then continued to struggle until he was on both feet, although bent into an awkward crouching position with one hand on the ground supporting him. He swallowed. He didn't have the strength Etzolix did, which would mean he would have to try as twice as much.

"Where the hell are we," Asher asked, wiping the sweat off his brow. After some concentration, he was able to support himself without his hand, although he was still in the crouching position, with his rear very close to the ground.

Wiping the sweat accumulating on his brow, Asher listened to Ansem berate them and for Etzolix to reply with a snide remark about his daughter. Asher was surprised to hear the Ansem had a daughter. Could heartless reproduce? Technically, they were once human...and humanoid heartless seem to have a sex, which would mean they'd have the right organs to reproduce....Ugh. Asher shuddered at the thought of two Shadow heartless having sex. It was not a pleasant thought. Although, perhaps later, Asher would ask Ansem about whether or not he can reproduce. It may lead up to an interesting conversation.

Asher watched in awe and interest as he struggled to stand straight up. It seemed as though he was forcing himself...but, he succeeded faster than Asher would have thought. Asher didn't know whether it hurt Etzolix to stand up straight that fast or if he really was that strong. He silently sighed. Asher would take the harder route...he didn't want to injure his spinal cord or something. Portalling won't be useful if he was paralyzed.

Asher silently took an account of his body mass, strength and the gravity around him. Asher wasn't a heavy set person, and he strength was his strongest forte, so that would decrease his difficulty. However, because of his frame and the lack of strength he could have, it would make it more difficult. Ugh. Asher didn't know if it was the gravity or the thinking that gave him a headache.

After fifteen minutes later of struggling, aching, and groaning, Asher stood straight on his legs. Although, his back was bent forward a bit, gravity still pulling him down. He knew he was taking longer than Etzolix was, but he wasn't as powerful as him. Whatever. Etzolix could get used to the gravity, while Ansem can think about his next lessons. Fifteen minutes later, Asher finally managed to stand up in a straightened position. He sighed and said, "Okay. Let's move on."

Ansem nodded, and explained what they had to do next. He said they had to walk forward five feet and attempt to focus the darkness within their hearts.

Asher sighed. He had to walk forward about five feet and then focus his darkness around him? It didn't seem challenging, even with the gravity...although, considering how hard it was to stand up straight, it'd be no surprise if Asher struggled with this as well. This time, though, there was no taking baby steps. Asher didn't feel like having to take all day, especially with Etzolix excelling at a much faster pace. He breathed in and breathed out and then took a step. He took another, maintaining his balance, and another, which put him at roughly five feet from where he was. He held out his right arm in front of him and closed his eyes. He focused on the Darkness that was within the depths of his heart, tamed by his will. He also focused on the darkness swirling around him, creating an aura of darkness. This aura of darkness represented somewhat of a power level of Asher, as it was the strength of his darkness. Asher never bothered to learn to conceal it, as it never came up as a problem...well, except for the Aoi Thief, but that was a different story. Anyways, Asher breathed in again and focused on old memories. Memories of his mother, his grandparents, and this strange girl that often haunted his dreams. He also focused on his drive, which was to be weak. In fact, that was half the reason for the events he had been planning and doing: to make it known that he was not weak. He focused on his drives, his ambitions, and his memories and weaved them with darkness, building up within him...until he released it to call forth a passage to the Corridor of Darkness. It didn't work out. Instead of opening a portal, Asher produced ribbons of Darkness spiraling off randomly around him. He then lost his balance from the sudden release of Darkness and fell to his knees. "Fuck," he said as he gritted his teeth. He stood back up, much quicker than before, and went back to focusing his energy.
Asher accomplished the previous lesson quickly, already knowing what he had to do. The memories of his past were now fresh in his brain. He briefly thought about Yima, his old mentor. He sighed. Asher's ears perked when Ansem talked, giving the next instructions. Jump higher than he normally could? But...that's...Argh. Just as he was about to attempt to, he saw Etzolix suddenly open a portal and run through it. Asher stood in shock, wondering how Etzolix did it so fast and where he would end up. After a moment, a shadow heartless suddenly popped up, holding a letter addressed to him. Asher figured that Etzolix had gotten stranded on some other world and sent a letter notifying him so.

He opened the letter, scanned the page and froze. The letter slipped from his fingers and floated to the ground. Etzolix was gone...Just like Yima. His two teachers. The two people he looked up to, strived to succeed for...gone. They were the ones that helped him grow up. Yima was one thing...but now, without Etzolix...it made Asher feel alone. He felt as alone as he did when his grandparents died...He sighed. He couldn't cry over this. No time to be angst, neither Etzolix nor Yima would approve. Asher would have to just keep training and getting stronger. Then, one day, he would meet Yima and Etzolix again, he would not disappointment. Their hearts would lead them all to each other, just as Etzolix's heart would lead him to the blue haired girl. The Pumpkin King sighed again, but for once, he sighed not out of grief or annoyance, but out of the anticipation of the future.

Asher pocketed the letter, informed Ansem of the situation with Etzolix, and resumed his next lesson. He first started to run, straining his muscles and ignoring the pain that started to build up. After gaining a steady pace, he jumped. He reached about half the height of his normal jump. He jumped again. This time, it was near his average height. Again. Same height. And again once more...and he succeeded. Asher landed with a thud, panting hard. His leg muscles were burning, not used to being pushed so hard in such gravity, but again, Asher ignored it.

Source: Hakumei, actually. He came up recently and went on the site while he was over, which peeked my interest.

*Mostly recycled from Keimei 'D' Xanadu.