First Name: Yoshimaru
Last Name: Fushidara
Alias: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Height: 5'7
Weight: 120 pounds
Birthday: June 7th
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationships: None
Affiliation: Boufuu
Rank: Genin
Element: Water, Earth
Specialization: 1 - Ninjutsu; 2 - Sensory Ninja; 3 - Taijutsu
Personality: Yoshimaru could be described as loyal, putting his hidden village foremost in the list of priorities, as a consequence, he does not seem too friendly toward ninja of other villages and can come off as rude. The head-first type of ninja, he struggles with how he speaks to those he is around and controlling his temperment in more diplomatic situations. Having said that, he is not often seen on missions that entail diplomacy of any kind.
In regard to battle, even in sparring, Yoshimaru seems to have a very apparent degree of blood lust that takes over. The more he is challenged, the more excited he will grow to the point where his sanity may be questioned. Despite this, he has never been fully challenged as a Jounin.
Likes:Yoshimaru is the average single man who spends his time sparring, training, fighting and most of all eating. When he's not doing those things, he partakes in more intimate endeavors like swooning women for one-night-stands and never contacting them afterward.
Dislikes: Due to his nature with the women, he despises when a girl falls for him and becomes infatuated, and as such it's safe to says he also dislikes the idea of love as well as relationships. In regard to his life as a shinobi, he is very passionate and idealistic about his village and most of all despises indifference toward training and missions as well as any form of betrayal against the village.
Motivation: To become the strongest ninja in his village.
Fears: Being so idealistic, his fears lie in him being purposeless in life.
Non-Clan Bloodline Name:Bloodline Ability:Location: Clan History: History: Yoshimaru was born within the village of Boufuu, underneath a rather small family tree. Having no affiliation with a clan, the majority of his life spanning from infancy to the time he was inducted into the Academy of Ninja was spent with his family. From when he could remember, his dad had always instilled a sense of loyalty to the village within him--always lecturing him on the importance of growth and progression in the name of purpose. Yoshimaru absorbed the attributes that his father surrounded him by, and so once he was able, he began training immediately.
He would continue doing so, staying close to his family and not really expanding his social skills outside of their close-knit group. At the age of nine, he was enrolled into the Ninja Academy to officially begin his training to become a full-fledged genin of the village. Taking his studies and training to the maximum capacity, under his father's tutelage, he excelled in his class. Ultimately, within the span of two years of extensive studying, Yoshimaru pleased both the academy heads as well as his father enough to where they both supported his entrance into the genin examination.
Ultimately he had passed and he done so with relative ease. As a genin, he was immediately thrown into the fray of being a ninja with menial missions that were of the lowest rank and required the lowest calibre of ninja. He eventually worked his way up in doing missions and began to perform higher-up missions which entailed larger responsibilities like Courier missions and transportation missions. When grouped with others, Yoshimaru even had the chance to combat rogue ninja that were being hunted down by their village.
Three years later he had become quite a seasoned genin and was now proudly serving his hidden village with a sense of purpose that his father had spoken to him about years before when he commenced his training for the rank of ninja. Despite his father telling him this, he would be unable to see the boy in his progression as his father had come up missing a year before-hand. There was no trace of his body, and so it was deduced that he had either gone rogue (By critics) or his body was taken by whoever had defeated him to study his ninjutsu, as Yoshimaru's father had been known to be quite a powerful Ninjutsu Master.
RP Sample: Common sense. It would have been something utilized if he was not instilled with the rage of his fellow comrades. And even then, Yoshimaru's form remained tempered in the wake of the anguish which resonated within his heart. Oddly enough, the young genin was not truly niave enough to not be aware of the other's potency so when she reversed it--something he would come to realize quite quickly--surprise wouldn't accompany the assortment of emotions exploding like a formenting storm raging upon the ocean.
Rain seemed to descend upon him quite abruptly, but alas, it seemed as though he had gotten her. Just as he could confirm it, though, his hues fell upon a visage which seemed to be a mirror before him. At this point, due to the nature of their battle, Yoshimaru's observations could easily deduce that he was now under a genjutsu..Alas, his chakra was insignificent in comparison to the ominous pool of chakra wielded by Izanami which in turn meant that any attempts to diverge from the genjutsu would be practiced in futility.
Having said that, his mind was vilgilant yet it still delved deep into the Genjutsu which was magnified ten fold due to the strength of her own genjutsu. At this point, physically, the young ninja would be lost--his gaze fixed upon the emotionless pools that were black as the nightmare he had encroached his mind. In the genjutsu however, his form moved somewhat freely and curiousity overcame him as he peered into the mirror.
He was immediately taken aback by what he saw. He saw his own form, mutilated to the highest degree. Despite his awareness of the illusionary technique being casted upon him, the sudden visage caused him to jump back and more notably trip and fall backwards onto the ground rear-end first. Just as he did though, the mirror in all it's ominous presence shattered with the emergence of a blade sliding through the form of the mirror.
The sword slid into Yoshimaru before his form even retracted to the surface of the Earth, a psychosomatic pain shooting through his formality as his mouth laid agape and he cried out in tormented pain. Mentally digressing from the fight due to the exhausting nature of being under a genjutsu, he did not quite have the will to fight against the genjutsu to any degree. Having said that, he remained there screaming in pain--both of his small slender hands grasping onto the hilt of the blade as he tried to pull it out to no success, perhaps an extension of the genjutsu's illusion.
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