The islands in Ocean Country have been celebrating the arrival of the next Umikage, Saizo. The long bridge leading to SHIPPUUGAKURE NO SATO has been closed for outsiders because they wish to celebrate this moment with Ocean Country natives only.
As usual, the Storm Country has been hosting the Asgard Games to welcome their Kanetsukage, Cornelia. It's a double special occasion because Cornelia is also the first female Kanetsukage. She has been picked for her courage, loyalty and outstanding power by the BOUFUUGAKURE NO SATO elders.
Not only that, but the Cherry Blossom Country has become relieved as well. It seems that everyone is slowly picking up after the war now. KUSAMURAGAKURE NO SATO proudly presented their new Sakurakage, Altair.
TSUKIGAKURE NO SATO is still thriving on the merchants coming in and out. They have not experienced anything special lately. Their wealth has remained the same as they were not forced to invest into shinobi unlike the others.
On the cold isles of the Blizzard Country, HYOUGAGAKURE NO SATO has still refused to create a free traveling policy. Some habits never change. To protect their traditions, they have even warned outsiders to not interfere with their matters.
Now that everyone is picking up again, who will come out on top?
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Personality: Tencho is meek and lighthearted, but diligent and militant when it comes to his shinobi responsibilities. He is obedient to his commanders, and is a faithful servant to Hyougagakure. Dying to protect it is considered an esteemed honor in his eyes. Tencho has a soft spot for the children and the youth of Hyougagakure. He has high hopes for them, believing that they are the “shimmering future” of the village. Tencho is adamant about the village’s safety and will preserve it, even if it means to slay his adversaries. Despite his lightheartedness, he seems to have something dormant inside of him that he doesn't quite understand.
Likes: Tencho is very much into weaponry; schematics for them; welding; you name it, he's most likely thought of or done research on it already. Tencho highly regards his education, so he's constantly finding new ways to intellectually stimulate himself; particularly in strategic combat.
Dislikes: If there is one thing that Tencho can't stand - it's narcissism. He feels that those who have a very high sense of self-righteousness are obnoxious and intolerable. He also despises any type of perversion or blood thirst. He kind of treats them one in the same as they're both a morbid lust to him.
Motivation: As a Shadow Man, it has been practically encoded into his DNA to serve, protect, and preserve the principles and lifestyle of the housing village. Tencho takes this responsibility very seriously and will let little, if anything, get in the way of it.
Fears: Since he was in his pre-teen years, Tencho has had an irrational fear of tightly enclosed spaces. If he somehow manages to catch himself in a situation where he is ensnared all over his body, he will begin to hyperventilate and become belligerently violent.
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Bloodline Name: N/A
Bloodline Ability: N/A
Location: Hyougagakure
Clan History: N/A
History:
Spoiler:
“Mama, what do the Shadow Men do?” a young Tencho boisterously inquired, one hand pointing to the hooded men standing opposite Tenzo, and the other tugging at his mother’s sleeve. His mother gently pulled her sleeve away from her son, and tucked him away into a seat in the back of the Kage room. He puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms. A cloaked apparition suddenly manifested beside Tencho. Tencho jumped in his seat and let out a small whimper. The figure towered above the other hooded men, and casted an overbearing shadow, causing a dim light to fill the room. The large Shadow Man turned and looked down at Tencho. He wore a dark grey face mask, and the hood was lowered, making his eyes barely visible. Tencho could barely make them out, but they seemed hardened and foggy. They made him think of two small, shimmering river stones. The man extended his hand towards him. His arms were thick and coarse like withered tree branches. Tencho slightly retreated into his chair, and the giant playfully rustled Tencho’s hair. A familiar warmness filled the pit of Tencho’s stomach. Tencho opened his mouth to speak, but the man placed a finger on the mask where his lips would be and made a soft shushing sound. Tencho grinned and did as he was told. The Shadow Man turned towards Tencho’s mother. She smiled warmly at him and nodded knowingly. Tenzo took his seat at a large round table and motioned him to sit down. He sat in front of Tenzo, and the others faded into the background, becoming charcoal stains on the wood paneled walls.
I can’t remember much else of that day…
“Okay, that’s fine. There’s no need. Don’t strain yourself. So how old were you when they died?”
“Eighteen.”
“Uh-huh, her voice gently drawled. So today makes it seven years then?”
Tencho looked up at the hooded woman behind the wooden desk. Her thick, smoky hair was neatly parted to the right side of her face, leaving only the left side visible, and her skin was a porcelain shade of white. Tencho’s eyes hung low.
“Yeah…” He murmured.
“Try not to look so glum, hun.” She lightly jested.
Tencho could see the thin outline of a smile behind her face mask.
“Hey, 89, Tencho began, I’ve been coming to you for years. Why can’t I know your real name?”
89 let out a deep sigh. “I think we both know the answer to that question, 46.”
“But why? He insisted. I’m well aware of the code and ethics of the Shadow Men, but how can we even trust each other like this? I mean, I don’t even know who you really are…will you tell me?”
89 averted her only visible eye away from him. The rest of her face became silhouetted as the rest of her thin bangs gently dropped down. This was just part of the routine. He would ask, and she wouldn’t respond. She never did. And Tencho hated it more than anything. Tencho stared at her with a hard expression – his brow furrowed; eyes narrow. He was losing his temper again.
Answer me.
No response.
Please…answer me.
Still no response.
He could feel it. His robe started to feel cold and moist against his forearm, and the atmosphere was becoming hazy and saturated with his own disillusionment. Tencho’s chest started to heave, and his breathing had become erratic and shallow. Despite what was occurring, he still kept his gaze upon her; every one of his heartbeats an arrhythmic and electrical pulsation against the slender frame of his body. Tencho jolted out of his seat, sending it a few feet across the floor in a jagged slide. 89 darted her attention back to Tencho, the sudden motion revealing the left side of her face again. Her eye was like a shallow azure pool, with a vibrant sliver of gray strung along the iris. Tencho could see himself shaking in those waters as he raised a gnarled finger at her.
“Tell me.” He breathed.
“43-”
“ANSWER ME, DAMN IT! WHO ARE YOU?”
Before Tencho could make an inch forward, the room suddenly and violently turned over, all of the air leaving his lungs. There was a sharp pain darting across his chest. He peered upward to find the source, only to find 89 on top of him; her knee buried in his chest, and the crescent blade she kept concealed in the gauntlet on her right forearm against his neck. The vein from his jugular gently throbbed against its sharp edge. Her facial expression was blank, but her eyes trembled. The sliver of grey in it seemed to dart around aimlessly. It was haunting; like a lost soul swimming in the underworld. Tencho tried to lift himself up, but felt the cold steel of her blade press deeper into his neck. He winced as the weapon drew a small amount of blood. It trickled warmly down the side of his neck. Tencho’s breaths were still shallow, and were quickly becoming hoarse. He needed to get away. He didn’t care how he was going to do it. All he knew was that he couldn’t stay in that position for much longer.
“Get off of me. I can’t breathe!”
“Calm down first!” She demanded.
Tencho started to become restless. His blood thickly sloshed around in his veins and his vision became blurred.
“Pl-please! He pleaded, “I need to get off of the floor!
“No. You need to calm down right here.”
“How the hell am I supposed to do that with your knee in my chest?!
“Just trust me!” she insisted.
“Trust you? Tencho asked with a snarl. That’s a bit ironic, don’t you think? Besides, what makes you think that you can restrain me?”
“You know very well that I can’t!” she cried, revealing the right side of her face with her free hand. Tencho’s face turned pale at the sight of it. The right side of her face had several burn marks and scars. The eye was white and was lazily being held by a singed piece of skin, which he assumed were once her eyelids. Tencho studied it carefully. There was no sliver of gray in this one. It was colorless; bland; soulless. Tencho felt his breathing gradually return to normal, and the hysteria that hung so thickly in the air was replaced with a dreary sense of defenselessness. Tencho felt queasy. “That’s enough, 46.” she whispered. Please…”
Her voice took a softer tone. Tencho looked away from her. Damn it. What’s wrong with me? Houki raised her knee off of him and rose to her feet. She pulled a tiny switch at the side of her gauntlet, and the blade was swiftly swallowed up by it. Tencho remained lying on the floor for a few seconds before she extended a hand to him. He graciously grabbed onto her hand. He struggled to regain his equilibrium as his body felt drained and pressurized from what had just occurred.
“Look, she began, this whole anonymity is for the sake of what we strive to eternally preserve – the safety of our housing village. We are the shadow of this village. A shadow must be unseen; unrecognized, whilst closely treading behind the footsteps of the one casting it. Only the Elders of the Shadow Men know who I am, and the same goes for you. It’s been that way since the beginning, and that’s something you have to accept. A shadow can only be known to its caster. Do you understand?”
Tencho hesitated. “Yes, I understand.” He said quietly.
89 stood silently in front of him for a few moments. She placed a hand on his shoulder. She gave it a soft squeeze. “I miss them too."
"He just let them die, he said through gritted teeth, why did he allow the invasion?"
"Tenzo had violent ideals. But it was ultimately for the sake of preserving the principles we as the Shadow Men have inherited from the Elders. Your parents died clinging onto that. Their deaths were nothing but honorable.”
Tencho gave a weak smile. “Honor, huh? I often question what that word even means.”
89 stared at him knowingly, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Tencho’s eyes widened and his face turned a light shade of red.
“Well, that does it then. She said clapping her hands together. We’ll continue this next week. Let’s say the oath, so you can be on your way.”
As per the weekly routine, Tencho arose to his feet and stood beside 89. They faced each other, placed the middle and index finger of their left hands to their mid section, and the other two fingers on their right hands pointed to the sky.
“I hereby solemnly swear to remain loyal, truthful, and diligent to my fellow man. And if turmoil is to arise against them, or myself, I will stand firm against my worthy adversaries and overcome them. Even if my own brother were to turn his tongue against me, I shall boldly correct him; the courageous correct those that they love, and if I do not, his consequence will be the result of my own hand. I promise to fight for my principles, and what is righteous and morally just. As my predecessors have conquered their goliaths, so shall I. Finally, I vow to never admit defeat. I know that even if my heart is stricken with fear, and death is looming in the air, I will strike quick and without mercy from the shadows. To be truly courageous, I must persevere; like a tree bending, but never breaking in the most vicious of storms, I shall remain. For if I cannot stand up for what I believe in, I will surely fall for anything. Such is the oath of the Shadow Men.”
They lowered their hands at their sides. 89 walked back to her desk and plopped onto the chair.
“See you next week.”
“Yeah, I’ll see ya.”
Tencho turned around and stood motionless for a few seconds more. He looked down at the finger he used to point at 89. He could still see himself in her eyes. It was enthralling. Honestly, he hadn’t felt such satisfaction in a very long time. And he couldn’t seem to remember whether or not he’s felt this way before. But there was certainly one irrefutable fact about that moment when 89’s fear had suddenly become so beautifully vibrant…
“Hey, everything al-“.
Before 89 could finish her question, Tencho had already become nothing more than a wispy apparition.
He felt in control.
History of the Shadow Men:
Spoiler:
The history of the Shadow Men reaches far into the archives of Nadaregakuren history. During the time of Aeneas, after the fall of Nadaregakure, the economy crashed due to the lack of management. This not only caused a socio-economical downfall of the village, but it also caused the mountain village to lose the most elite of its ninja. These particular Shinobi found it extremely difficult to thrive in such harsh conditions. Their families were becoming emotionally and physically exasperated. These ninja ultimately would go off in search of a new village that would domesticate them. They first ran into a small village that wasn’t too far off from Nadaregakure. The Kage of the village was welcoming and very understanding of the situation of the rogue Nadaregakurens. The shinobi of Nadaregakure found the village to be hospitable and well suited to their tastes, so they reached a consensus to ask the Kage if he was willing to take them in. The Kage was more than willing to provide them with food and shelter. However, as a form of recompense, the Shinobi had to dedicate their lives to serving and protecting the village. The Kage warned them that the task would not be an easy one, for the village, despite the Kage’s best efforts to remain in a diligent state of neutrality, was constantly the victim of hostile invasions due to their lush and abundant natural resources; such as silver and rich minerals and metals that were ideal for forging weapons. The shinobi were at first pessimistic about having to stay under such extenuating circumstances. Many were thinking that it could lead to indentured enslavement. However, Nasuki Nariwagame, the leader of the group of these wandering shinobi, managed to appease their worried minds and convince them that staying was the most ideal option for them. So Nasuki and his people agreed to serve the Kage under his conditions. The Kage decided that it was best to keep their presence a secret as to avoid causing paranoia amongst his villagers. Due to all of the invasions, the local villagers had begun to live in constant fear of attack. The Kage recommended that in order for him and his shinobi to distinguish them apart from the locals, they should go under the guise “Shadow Men”. He suggested this name as they would essentially be living in the village’s shadow. Despite the Kage’s generosity, however, he still felt a bit cautious himself. So in addition to branding them as shadow men, he had each member branded with a number; and every other member born into that lineage. A large amount of the wanderers were not fond of this. It made them feel like second class citizens; it made them feel like cattle.
The newly formed Shadow Men eventually acclimated to their new environment over the years. That is until Hyougakure invaded their host village in a hostile takeover for their resources. Soon after that, the Shadow Men found themselves serving in a shadow that was much darker and power hungry – Tenzo’s.
The Elder 5 (founders of the Shadow Men – hierarchal order)
Tencho has spent the majority of his life questioning the existence and purpose of the Shadow Men, along with his own. Having to live in such a secretive manner has caused him to deal with a lack of self-identity at times, as well as trouble trusting his fellow comrades. This large amount of emotional stress sometimes causes him to have violent anxiety attacks, thus causing him to be carefully watched by the higher ups on a constant basis. Oddly enough, however, despite this dangerous tendency, Tencho is revered and highly trusted amongst the core of Shadow Men. He is revered as a powerful Shinobi who would do anything to protect his village. However, a lot of them fear that his power and emotional state may reach a point that is beyond their control.
RP Sample:
Raiketsu, undeterred by the thick haze, reacted quickly. He let out a quick, sharp tea-kettle whistle to signal his golems. "You know what to do!" he shouted as magma erupted from the ground, and floated around him. The magma would act like a fiery shield, defending him from oncoming attacks. Following their master's command, the golems liquified themselves, and rapidly slithered through the mist, looking for the opponent’s shadows. Moving at a speed of twenty-five miles per hour, the golems quickly moved in Natsume's and Kid's general direction. Since Natsume hadn't moved, and Kid moved farther back in the same direction, the golems knew where to move. Two of them went towards Natsume, the other at Kid. The two golems immediately caught sight of Natsume's shadow, and slithered up the outlined figure. They made their way up to his arms, and solidified, preventing further use of his them. The singular golem also easily spotted Kid's shadow, and crawled in a circular fashion around his body, until it covered his entire head, and solidified, thus completely blinding and asphyxiating Kid. As this was all occurring, Raiketsu heard a loud thud behind him, followed by a sizzling sound. Raiketsu peered back, still thoroughly protected by his shield of magma, and saw a silhouetted figure in the haze dissipating due to the intense burn from his shield. The water clone melted, and was reduced to a steamy puddle. Raiketsu quickly shook off the wild attack, and clapped his hands together. A blazing salamander erupted from his backside, towering over the fog. Raiketsu rotated his hand in a circular motion, making the salamander tightly envelop a seventy-five foot parameter twice, which encompassed both his opponents and himself. The salamander was near range for constriction (let's say five to eight feet). Raiketsu then clapped his hands together: "Katsu!" He bellowed. The salamander exploded, causing a sea of flames to engulf the battlefield, and fire to rain from the sky. While the fire intensely roared, Raiketsu escaped from the burning haze to watch from the outside. He intently stared as it hissed and crackled, and took a right side back fighting stance. Raiketsu put up his set in anticipation of his opponents next moves. "Don't hold back on me now, gentleman!"
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Face Claim: I found my character’s avatar on a random google search; don’t remember the link.
Last edited by Tencho on Sun Mar 09, 2014 9:06 am; edited 3 times in total
Subject: Re: Tencho Nariwagame Sun Oct 27, 2013 9:01 pm
A few things.
For your rank, change it to say "Jounin."
Your history needs to be a minimum of 1,400 words for Jounin rank.
Your likes, dislikes, motivations, and fears need to be in complete sentences and I would like to see at least 3 complete sentences for each of the ones I stated.
The picture at the top of your application is broken, so please fix that.
Lastly, I need you to put in the "source" section who brought you here or brought you back. (In this case, I'm guessing Isais.)
Please post a bump when you have made changes. Thank you. :)
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