First Name: Keiichi
Last Name: Ko-Seido
Alias: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 12
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 113 lbs
Birthday: July 13th
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationships: None
Affiliation: Boufuu
Rank: Genin
Element(s): Fuuton, Raiton
Specialization(s): Ninjutsu, Shurikenjutsu
Personality: As a member of the Ko-Seido clan, Keiichi has a natural affinity for battling and weapons. But despite being used to battle, and enjoying it greatly, he tends to be too lazy to show his entire potential which he has been scolded over repeatedly.
This laziness tends to bleed over into his actual life, as he tends to avoid training as much as he possibly can in more and more creative fashions. His laziness only very thinly veils over the eccentricity and the excitable nature that he keeps under wraps at times. Even though he's lazy, he finds himself showing boundless excitement whenever faced with the possibility of something that can truly challenge him. Be it some sort of puzzle, figuring out a jutsu, or battling. Another thing that greatly excites him is weaapons, he delights in seeing a new method of using a weapon or a new weapon in general.
Despite his admitted childish way of dealing with life, refusing to put energy into things unless they interest him, Keiichi's merciless in terms of battle. There are very few situations where Keiichi will stop when he's in the middle of attacking someone else and even rarer situations where he'll hold himself back from causing harm in situations that don't require it.
Likes: As previously mentioned, Keiichi loves weapons, and battling. He especially loves new, interesting jutsu as they provide for him a bar to attempt to reach in his climb for power. He loves colder weather, as it soothes his face and helps him think clearer. A very odd and specific thing that he enjoys is petrichor, the scent that results after a rain that occurs at the tail end of several warm days. He also greatly enjoys spicy food to the point that meals made by him are almost impossible for people without his taste in food to consume. He also enjoys harsh, percussive music.
Dislikes: Keiichi hates stronger heat with a passion and it tends to make him more irritable and less merciful in battles. Weakness is something that Keiichi doesn't stand for, and he doesn't believe that weakness has any place to exist in the ninja world. High-pitched noises hurt his ears and also screw with his concentration. While Keiichi enjoys battles and fighting in general, he finds training dull and wishes that he could get out into the field more. He also doesn't enjoy uninteresting things that require him to put more effort into it. Things that smell hit him much more than it really should, and certain smells can make him throw up with no indication of it coming. Loud people cause Keiichi to become annoyed, as he himself doesn't talk much save for certain situations.
Motivation: Keiichi is motivated by a specifically strong thirst for power that he's had ever since he learned how to use his clan's specific techniques. And he'll try to get it by any means necessary. He especially strives to surpass the Sage of the Six Paths even if this is a feat that could be considered impossible to most other people.
Fears: As weird as it might sound, the only thing that Keiichi truly fears to his core was his mother. She's the hand that guided and scolded him throughout all of his life. And even though she's gone, even thinking about her sends a chill down Keiichi's spine. He also fears less seriously that one day he'll meet someone far better than him and he'll never surpass them.
Ko-SeidoBloodline Name: Ko-Seido clan
Bloodline Ability: The Baruzuaigan:
With the bullseye activated, it also has a number of jutsus for the doujutsu it can use to add to the user's arsenal. For example, with one jutsu, the user can mark a target specifically on their body with the eyes. Once this occurs, a bullseye aka Target will appear on that specific area that only the user can see. With this target here, whatever projectile is thrown will home in on that target no matter what or where the person is headed. Forcing them to have to block. All members of the clan have a penchant for the lightning and wind chakra sets and will be born with them as their main and secondary respectively.
The eye itself is only in one socket. Meaning one eye will be a normal eye, and the other will be the doujutsu. It is always active and takes the form of black ripples leading into the center red pupil of the eye. The eye, itself, has a tendency to glow once being removed from its patch but only for a few seconds. Once the patch is removed, all its jutsu can be used. However, when on, none of its techniques or traits can be used. Those who use this doujutsu will see their skills in weaponry and other forms of combat, skyrocket to ridiculous levels.
Physical Traits: Besides having an eye that is covered by an eye patch, Ko-Seido hair grows to a certain length and never past it. If their hair is cut it will usually take three days to regrow to it's normal length.
Location: Boufuugakure no Sato
Clan History: This clan is a relatively new one at being only three generations old, the founder is still alive today it is thought though none have seen him since he began his twenty year pilgrimage fifteen years ago. The clan is usually raised to be the silent hand of the kage, and are groomed for missions where they must kill. They relish a good fight and usually will not shy away from battle. This does not always apply as with the rest of the traits but for the most part Ko-Seidos do not flinch from a battle or from killing. They are also very precise and prefer working with weapons over using hand seals, they know how quickly ones hands can come off after all. They are usually found in Loki's bar, or at an older age in Thor's Temple. The clan originated in the Village Hidden in the Storm but even still complain about the heat preferring to be in colder climates, thus they do a lot of traveling when on and off assignment. The highest order a clan member can heed is from the patriarch, his word going even above the Kage's this is the one trait that all Ko-Seido's share without exception as it is brainwashed into them at a young age. So far no Ko-Seido has ever been Kage.
History: When Keiichi was born, he wasn't spared the normal resting period that most infants got. He was almost immediately thrust into learning everything that he could about being a ninja at such a young age. Due to the lack of dictation as well as the general lack of motor skills, most of what he ended up doing was getting acquainted with weapons. His mother, who was hellbent on raising one of the strongest ninja ever to be born, cooed the names of the weapons as he touched then and pointed towards them. By the age of 2, he could name each of them through garbled baby speak. And by the age of 4 he performed his first jutsu.
By the age of 7, Keiichi was knowledgeable enough to use knives with relative precision and his skill only continued to grow in exponential increments from that age on. His mother had spent his entire life being a mentor to him, rather than a maternal figure and acted very harshly and coldly to her son when he messed things up. More often than not, Keiichi's excelling was only motivated by her threatening him physically consistently and following up on those threats very commonly. As he grew old enough to realize how bad their relationship was, Keiichi also grew bitter towards his mother. Unfortunately (or possibly fortunately) for him, Keiichi's mother had a lot of enemies in a lot of the wrong places. One day, while his mother slept and he trained obsessively, his mother was assassinated and killed. He, however, managed to survive by hiding himself in nearby bushes until the man left his home.
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At that moment, a javelin lodged itself in the soil at Taene's feet. In Jakobe's wake, Nick and Hugh arrived. The knight caught a glimpse of Taene's weapon of choice and smirked, "Ready to slit some innocent throats, I see. If you're not the top dog around here I'll go ahead and skip the dramatic dialog. Nick? Please fry him."
"I'll try to make it quick, Sir Hugh."
The muted chanting reached a crescendo as Nickolas planted himself behind the stalwart form of the knight. He whipped his arm up in a patently feral gesture and snarled out a word in some long forgotten tongue that hurt the ears. The sickly sweet stench that was the dark mage's constant shroud grew in volume and complexity as the primal power burst forth with a soundless pulse. The seemingly innocent smell revealed itself to be one of rotting fruit under-toned with the ripe bitterness of decaying flesh. From the dark mage's outstretched fingers, a purple-black ball of thumping energy threw itself forward. It hissed and spat horror as it rocketed toward the now exposed sentry.
Marcus hung to the rear of the charge. He knew that violence was sometimes nessesary but at the same time he'd also learned that most often it wasn't. He was here to support. If the time came that one of the group was in desperate need of assistance then and only then would Marcus use his staff as a weapon.
The scent being summoned from Nickolas' Flux tome brought back some vivid and long forgotten memories. There was of course nothing inherently wrong with dark magic but still all these years later the feel of it on his skin made Marcus uneasy.
When the strange man finally drew his weapon, a dagger Marcus did not feel any better. That was not the weapon of someone expecting frontal combat. Something wasn't right here, something farmilar, it was hoving in the air all around this man but Marcus couldn't place it finger on it. It was from so long ago.
The words coming from the warrior that had thrown the javelin that had nearly hit Taene were essentially wasted, as he kept his eyes on the Flux tome carrying man who was very clearly rearing for an attack. Upon the sick smelling ball of despair and misery shooting out from the young man's fingers, Taene was on the move to avoid it reaching his skin.
He dove to the ground with gusto, letting it pass him and take the stench it carried with it. "You lot are quite intent on ending me, but your methods of doing so are quite.. bland," The Kindred shot to his feet, holding his weapon in front of him. "Please tell me this isn't the best you've got." The corner of his mouth tugged into a slight smirk, waiting for the next assault.
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