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Cain
Topic Started: May 29 2007, 04:13 AM (363 Views)
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Apocalypse (Lv4)
Name: Cain
Gender: Male.
Age: 15
Clan: None.
Preferred Jutsu Type: Ninjutsu

Personality:
It is just a stupid world we live in where the desire to kill and selfish goals are all that matters. Power, money, women, all the desires of man and all as pathetic as the next what’s the point in living a meaningful life when all there is to look forward to is wrinkles, grey hair, and eventually death. All your accomplishments are for nothing, you all strive through this too short an existence trying to do something of worth, leave your mark...why? Cain has no time for this; he will live his life the way he sees fit he’ll stay up late, sleep all day, barely do a days work if that, eat what he feels like. He won’t make any attempt to fit in properly with anyone are make any effort for an accomplishment there’s no point in it for him.

People who are stupid and ignorant annoy him the most in life, those who hate against other races or discriminate against belief or ethic. However, on a counter note, people who believe too much, especially in the supposed higher powers aren’t worth his time either, if they can’t face life on their own then why bother. Despite all his stereotypical teen angst, he does find quite a lot of joy in life for his own reasons. The simple things are best, like the sparkling of a vast star filled night sky lightly etched with the soothing glow of a full moon. Snow as it falls to the ground forcing the vegetation that lives there to curl up for warmth shuddering with every blow of the wind.

Family, for what it’s worth means something slight to Cain as with all relationships it’s a fickle thing and disappointment can always arise, like a looming divorce, or the little sibling that’s too big for her britches, and of course being the extreme opposite of Cain. It doesn’t matter much really, Cain will still follow his own written moral and ethical code, bound to chivalry and gentlemanly honour. If a friend is in need, or someone that is worth it he will lend his assistance if he can even if the cause is not his own. This really goes against his nature since he doesn’t hold much to importance at all so he feels no need to do such things, again his own written code.

Since he abandoned what semblance of a life he had all Cain does is wander, not interested in ties or bonds seeing better to just fade away to nothingness. His travels have brought him here, so he’ll see what life brings him and which way he is turned. Cain has a terrible habit of cracking every joint in his body when he isn’t doing much else, he doesn’t even notice he does it sometimes. His favourite colours are evidently dark colours, he enjoys heavy metal, and whatever else takes his fancy in this world. There is much more to his interior than can be explained secondhand it has to be figured out and learned.

Appearance:
The head is a good enough place to start when describing someone, for Cain his hair is dark-brown, and just that little bit longer than shoulder length. He doesn’t tend to look after his hair, after all why place such high regard on something so shallow and superficial? Tending to leave his hair out it flows around his face and neck framing the hard expression he usually garners when face to face with another human being. His eyes are a blue-green colour sometimes mistaken as grey depending on the light. Down around his body Cain likes to wear dark coloured clothing such as navy blue and black, and always loose fitting so they hang off his broad shoulders. Short sleeve t-shirts are generally the preference.

Cain is rather quite skinny and lean, to the point his bones are near visible like they were actually outside his skin. His rips always hint their existence a little more prominently than they should, as do his hips, elbows, and shins. Even his collarbone, shoulder bones, and shoulder blades make an appearance every now and then. By no means is Cain anorexic his body type just doesn’t allow him to gain mass of any form, coupled with a fast metabolism his weight is a scant 65kg putting him at a disadvantage is some instances where weight is important. Beneath this entire skin and bone façade Cain is quite lean and built deceptively strong, able to win an arm wrestle with the best of them, or knock the wind out of something with a knee to the diaphragm.

On his legs, he wears baggy pants to the same tone as his shirts, black and navy, because of his slender figure he has to wear a belt to keep them around his hips leaving the tail to hang freely down the front of his leg. For some reason despite his 6’3” height, his pants come down further than his ankles to the point of half covering his feet whenever he doesn’t wear shoes. His shoes of course are big to fit his long feet and are black as well; just to complete his dark ensemble. They’re a combination of casual footwear and fighting boots though don’t go any higher than his ankles. Around Cain’s left wrist is a small black hair tie, usually around his wrist instead of his hair being their only for when he really needs it.


Money: 100 Yen.

Personal Status

Rank: Genin
Chakra: 50

Mental:
Charisma: 4
Intellect: 12.
Willpower: 10.

Physical:
Strength: 10.
Stamina: 10.
Agility: 10.

Skills:
Ninjutsu: 10.
Genjutsu: 0.
Taijutsu: 5.
Summoning: 0.
Sealing: 10.
Medical Practice: 0

Weapon Practice:
Sword Skill: 0
Axe/Hammer Skill: 0
Fan Skill: 0
Pole-arm Skill: 0
Instrument Skill: 0
Armor Skill: 0
Shield Skill: 0
Ninja Skill: 0

Jutsu Types:
Fire: 0
Water: 0
Earth: 0
Wind: 15.
Dark: 0.
Light: 0
Ice: 15.
Thunder: 0.
Sound: 15.
Sand: 0.
Plant: 0.
Bloodline: 0.

Known Jutsu

Ninjutsu
Ice Touch [NJ]
Description/Seals: [Dog] By gathering your chakra in your right or left hand, you can turn a single solid object into ice for five (5) posts. On body parts, it only works on smaller parts such as hands, feet, and maybe their face.
Requirements: 5-Ice 5-Ninjutsu
Effect: Turns a part of the body or an object into ice.
Cost: 5

Genjutsu
None.

Taijutsu
None.

Medical Jutsu
None.

Summoning Jutsu
None.

Weapon Jutsu
None.

Bloodline Limit
None.

Abilities
Hyouton no Jutsu (Ice Release Skill)
Description: [Focus] with this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Ice. Granting them control over this particular element, by way of Chakra infusion and manipulation though not as efficiently as Bloodline Limit abilities. Some jutsu depend on this ability.
Effect: Grants control over Ice and reduces Ice based jutsu cost - [Jutsu Cost divide 2 then minus the result.]
Requirements: 15-Ice, 10-Ninjutsu, 10-Willpower.
Cost: 3.
Note: Not to be confused with Bloodline. This cost comes in with every Ice jutsu used.

Oto no Jutsu (Sound Release Skill)
Description: [Focus] with this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Sound. Granting them control over this particular element, by way of Chakra infusion and manipulation though not as efficiently as Bloodline Limit abilities. Some jutsu depend on this ability.
Effect: Grants control over Sound and reduces Sound based jutsu cost - [Jutsu Cost divide 2 then minus the result.]
Requirements: 15-Sound, 10-Ninjutsu, 10-Willpower.
Cost: 3.
Note: Not to be confused with Bloodline. This cost comes in with every Sound jutsu used.

Fuuton no Jutsu (Wind Release Skill)
Description: [Focus] with this skill, or release, the user is now capable of using, and performing techniques that deal with the element of Wind. Granting them control over this particular element, by way of Chakra infusion and manipulation though not as efficiently as Bloodline Limit abilities. Some jutsu depend on this ability.
Effect: Grants control over Wind and reduces Wind based jutsu cost - [Jutsu Cost divide 2 then minus the result.]
Requirements: 15-Wind, 10-Ninjutsu, 10-Willpower.
Cost: 3.
Note: Not to be confused with Bloodline. This cost comes in with every Wind jutsu used.

Equipment/Items

Weapon Inventory

Kunai X10
Description: Light Throwing Daggers
Effect: None
Weight: Light
Type: Iron

Senbon X10
Description: Used in acupuncture, these needles that are very thin, light and sharp. Are usually thrown with great accuracy and speed. These needles do little damage but can hit nerves that can cause reduced mobility, unconsciousness and even death.
Effect: None
Weight: Light
Type: Iron

Armour/Clothing
Normal Clothing
Description: The normal Clothes the character wore in the description.
Effect: None
Weight: Light
Type: None

Items
None

History
Picture, if you will a scene lightly scribble in crayon, the nice bright colours of red, green, and brown. See the dad his large rounded form misshapen and irregular, his body oversized and at some point looks like a beaten potato that’s had a bite taken out of it. His arms a tangled mess of colour outside the lines and improper measurement, as it is he can touch his feet without even bending over despite his overweight size – but that’s bound to change. A blob of brown almost straw-like strokes complete the hairs on his head forget anything else. Mummy is short and stout and quite rather yellow, a lot more than anything else actually, her hair streaks down haphazardly to either side of her beautiful peanut-tomato head. Four siblings – all girls, the easy ones, are just a quick arrangement of circles and triangles with L’s for appendages. This is the family; they’re all happy and “normal” floating some two metres above the flat green ground.

In this scene, there is someone missing, the main purpose, and reason for this scene. Cain, he does not like to draw pictures of himself – not really. As well as the pet cats, they are hard to drawn, perhaps later he can make giant bipedal talking versions that would be nice, yes, he would enjoy that a lot.

Being brought up in the country is nice, a lot of free room to roam, places to explore, new and exciting ways to get lost or killed. Cain being the master of all these, bringing no end of torture to his parents day in day out, their wiggly bodies scrawled down later on paper to illustrate their funny ways, even with the bottom spanking. As he grew and explored his domain being a small hill open to his vast imagination, no one could lay siege to his castle, not even the bounding hipalotamusus, he wouldn’t be tricked by their top hats or offers of little arrow sandwiches. His drawing slowly began to change, crayons didn’t feel nice between his fingers and they broke too much, also their strange taste wasn’t so nice anymore, so coloured pencils were the newest choice for his vampire monsters, biting skulls, and walking moaning mummies.

It was also the time of the war, between some Valley and a Mirage, Cain didn’t understand it...after all he was only five and three quarters. His dad seemed a little worried, making plans to move away, which was rather a good idea in Cain’s opinion; he wanted to go to the beach! But, unfortunately it was just his dad who went, it was so unfair, Cain cried all that night, plotting for revenge on his dad by poking his nasty sunburns. Hehe that’d teach him.

A year passed, there was nothing, Cain was attending an academy, and it wasn’t much fun though he didn’t mind playing Ninja that was fun. There was so much writing to do though! By the end of it, he had cramps in his arm – which was a surprise. The training was difficult too, he tended to skip out on practise with the Kunai and Shuriken, it was more fun with the Senbon, they looked so cool when you poked them through your fingers and pretend you’d hurt yourself or you were special like those Bloody people. He wished he was one of them sometimes, it tantalised his imagination so the thought of using magic. He would do it one day. Something to do with Ice maybe, though he didn’t know why...he hated the cold. It made him shiver so much, but the thought of free ice-blocks was just too hard to pass up.

Two years pass, daddy has sent a letter home! But he’s not at the beach, it’s somewhere in the desert – close enough. Cain would still poke his sunburns because it’s always fun to torment daddy and listen to him complain because he’s so old. Pencils are no longer fun it’s not vibrant or thick enough, and there’s not enough mess. It’s time for paint! Sickly green blotches, and black, even dark purple for blood; there is pink though, but nothing some mixing can’t fix. Daddy is fighting in this war between two Villages, don’t know what happened with the Valley and the Mirage, maybe they decided to play nice or got bored. He says he misses everyone and wants to be back soon, it’s scary for him he’s afraid about something Cain can’t tell because Mum keeps hiding the letter and won’t tell. Cain wants Daddy home, because he’s the only boy and his sisters are annoying and loud.

Four years pass, Cain doesn’t paint as much now, he’s a bit too old for that sort of thing. He’s the man of the house you know so he reads books instead. Scary books, fantasy, anything that’s interesting really and boring enough for his sisters that they’ll go away and stay out of his room! The academy is tough, there’s lots of homework especially because of the war, the teachers have been called away to help, because it’s their duty, but that doesn’t matter much to Cain he gets a little more time off so he can play, video games are fun. It’s a lot easier to throw a Kunai in a game than it is in real life, though everyone else makes it look easy, maybe Cain should practise more. Maybe later.

Cain knows a little more about the war now, because mum isn’t as careful anymore, and he’s extra sneaky. There’s a lot of killing, dad has killed people, he has nightmares about it feels their blood on his skin all the time. The smoke stings his eyes, and the mud makes his arms itch and clammy, he’s lucky though because he’s not one of those Bloodline people – they’ve been put in the front row, because they’re special. Cain doesn’t wish to be one so much anymore now, he has his magic, practises every day infact, he’ll write to his dad and tell him about it, maybe soothe his burns with some cool wind or condensation – it’s about as good as he’s gotten at the moment, it’s really tough work. The war is stupid; it serves no real purpose, why do they want to hurt one another? Is it because they’re greedy, or want no competition? It’s not doing much for his parents either, mum seems to be growing distant putting excuses onto everything, blaming us for why we’re poor and don’t have a lot of food to eat, she can’t get a job, looking after the kids all the time, even though Cain helps a fair bit. Not long ago his mother actually fell over and hurt her ankle, so she can’t walk and is stuck in bed. She’ll gain more weight at this rate...she’ll probably use that as an excuse now not to exercise.

Three years pass, and the war is over - Finally. Everything can go back to normal...it’s about damn time, the warmongering idiocy of two nations unable to set aside their differences, their egos too large to lay down and forget about, power is the name of the game it’s all the matters. But neither side has gained a thing both are in a stalemate fended off on equal terms with nothing else left but to lick their wounds and perhaps try again. This is the year Cain shall leave his family, his oldest sister two years younger than him is a religious fanatic cursing him for being discriminatory against her beliefs even though she doesn’t follow them properly or to the full extent. The next sister, an environmental activist, loving politics, and all that other crap which causes divide in the first place. She’s due to go protest any day now over the removal of a building long abandoned and unneeded, though it’s heritage is vast and important apparently, she plans to drag the two younger ones and mother into it as well.

The youngest are just fine, although disobedient at times, probably to be expected though at that age, they’ll learn eventually. They must clean their room. Mother of course is over weight and aging considerably, dying her hair to cover up her shame, and joining in with the second oldest so she can gain more social standing and feel like she’s apart of something – to whatever gain that will end in. Dad will come home soon, hopefully they won’t get divorced, they can’t be that selfish the young ones shouldn’t have to cope with an event like that, if they do...god damn them. The academy is over, Cain passed alright...it was very hard it was amazing he passed at all, all that effort he let his team mates do for him probably wasn’t nice, guess that’s why they don’t keep in touch anymore. Being withdrawn, aloof, and outcast naturally shouldn’t tie great bonds to your friends but that doesn’t matter, not really.

This is the year that Cain shall leave, on his own journey, to avoid all the hassles in life so he can somehow hopefully find something worth it, and enjoy. He’s not going to be apart of any great war, unless there’s some sick and twisted enjoyment to be found...fingers crossed.
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