Genin
Ibumoto Noro
 |  Subject: Ibumoto Noro  Thu Mar 10, 2011 8:38 pm | |
|  MirageThere's a good side to anything. Sometimes you just have to look a little longer.Ninja ApplicationPersonalFirst Name: Noro Last Name: Ibumoto Alias: Street Kid Gender: Male Age: 14 Birthday: November 23 Sexuality: Hetero Relationships: None Affiliation: Shippuugakure Rank: Genin Element: Fuuton(Primary), Katon, Suiton Specialization: Ninjutsu(Primary), taijutsu, Kenjutsu Personal v2Personality: Noro is a boy filled with dreams and ambitions. He is constantly fighting for his place in the world, and has a hard time giving up. He is incredibly optimistic almost all the time, but when he’s alone or with someone he trusts deeply he sometimes relieves his pains and fears. He is very protective of other people, especially those who are or have experienced suffering. He can often relate to them, and will try to cheer them up and tell them to fight on, like him. Noro loves to joke around, and he lives by thinking “if you can’t laugh about it, you can’t be serious about it.” He can be serious when he needs to, however. Especially in fighting. Noro is very short, and he hates when people point this out. Likes: Friends, Humor, Fighting, Eating, People who don’t give up. Dislikes: Being short, People who hurts innocents, Not being able to protect a person, Vegetables, Stuck-up people. Motivation: Noro wants to show everyone that he can be someone despite growing up on the street and is thus always trying to come higher and higher, whatever it might be. Another dream he has is to actually become tall. Fears: Noro is afraid of going back to being nobody, without any friends. Clan Information
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Clan History: HistoryHistory: Noro don’t know much of his parents, other than the fact that they were both shinobi, and were killed during a mission. Noro was left without a home and had to grow up on the street, fighting every day for his survival. Being a street kid was a harsh life, where only the strong survived. Noro didn’t like this one bit, and often stood up for the weaker kids. He was beaten up many times, but after a while he started to get the hang of fighting and fought back. While he got a few friends by doing so, he also got many enemies. He got a name for himself, but there was only so much he could do against strong opponents. He realized that in order to protect people he needed power, and he instantly thought of shinobi. He somehow managed to get into ninja academy, and soon he was a genin, able to make money without stealing. He wasn’t satisfied with that, however. He continued his training to be able to surpass others in ranks, to become a legend. That was the plan, anyways. RP Sample: From another site I’ve been roleplaying on. - Spoiler:
The city was quiet this night. Nothing could be heard but the low rumble of Luca's bike. This was unusual, very unusual. It was New York after all. Something was always bound to happen here. The city was infested with mutants. Far too many had settled down here, so supernatural crimes seemed to happen all the time. Hell, even the X-mansion were nearby. It was disgusting, really. Mutants were a plague to this world. It would be better without them.
Luca took off his helmet, his glowing yellow eyes scouting the dark street. True, he was a mutant himself. But he didn't choose to be one. He hated what he was, and tried to cover his monstrous appearance. No one was around now though, maybe he'd skip the sunglasses. His eyes would be seen from far away, but then again he would barely be able to see far with them on. The street was empty, except for a stray cat that kept its gaze on Luca. It growled lightly before running away. When Luca thought about it humans didn't react much differently in most cases.
He jumped off his bike and locked it. Not that it would matter: If someone wanted to steal it they would bypass the lock in no time, but it was an old habit. He picked up his luggage and looked up on the motel sign. "Dream-Inn" was written with green neon letters. What a horrible name. Despite the continuos remarks he'd done to the owner they hadn't changed it. The owner found it 'catchy'. Luca thought that he would probably get more customers with a more interesting name. They were cheap and had a wonderful service, but horrible advertising. Luca knew that because he slept here whenever he was in New York. It was one of the better places in the city in his opinion.
He took a deep breath of the fresh night air. A gust of wind brought a scent that peaked his interest. A familiarity that he couldn't quite place. Similar to his own scent, but the similarity was weak. Interesting, but it could be a coincidence. What really interested him was the fact that the person reeked of the X-mansion. Luca hadn't been there in ages, but it seemed like it smelled much the same.
He looked down the street. He couldn't see far. The lamp lights didn't do much and several was broken. Vandalism, surely. The scent was closer to him than he'd thought. How had he missed it? He usually was at his peak when he was in New York, but he had lowered his guard for some reason.
He straightened his right wrist and held it close to his body, standing angled towards the now barely visible silhouette so it was behind him without raising suspicion. His glowing eyes was set on the person, whom were certain to see them now.
"Who goes there?"He asked with a cold voice. Getting caught off guard always ruined his mood. He wanted to be the one with the upper hand, with as many advantages as he could. If someone managed to sneak up on him he could be taken down with one attack. He wanted to avoid that, so he spent much time to scout his surroundings.
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If anyone wants to roleplay a friend from Noro's street kid days, pm me. ;) |
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Dominic
| | Subject: Re: Ibumoto Noro Thu Mar 10, 2011 9:16 pm | |
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