Post by Nobu Uzumaki on Jul 2, 2021 19:40:49 GMT
FULL NAME: Nobuhiro Uzumaki.
GENDER: Masculine.
AGE: Twenty.
CLAN: Uzumaki.
RANK: C-Rank.
LEVEL: Five.
TITLE: Chūnin, Clan Heir.
VILLAGE: Kumogakure.
ELEMENTAL AFFINITY: Raiton (Lightning), Suiton (Water).
SPECIALIZATIONS: Medical, Fuinjutsu.
ABILITIES:
Chakra Molding - Lightning (Scaling): Nobuhiro can mold chakra to deal or protect from 20 damage within 5 meters of themselves at 5 meters per second.
Hand Signs (Scaling): Due to being what one call a prodigy in Ninjutsu even in his young age, Nobuhiro has learnt to successfully and skillfully create handseals with one hand. Leaving his other hand available, however, at the cost of cutting any one-handed cast jutsu's efficiency and power in half.
OTHER DETAILS:
• While he is male, he is gender non-conforming and isn't afraid to wear both masculine and feminine outfits, at least when in the sanctity of his home.
• Regardless of what he wears, he always has a red mask on his person - it was a birthday gift from his first genin team before their untimely demise, he cherishes it greatly.
• He has a massive sweet tooth and can be seen snacking on all sorts of tooth rotting treats and candies.
• He hates snakes, he just never liked them. He finds them slithery, weird, and gross.
APPEARANCE:
Nobuhiro is a young adult male with a fair skinned complexion, ocean blue eyes, and bright orange, somewhat messy hair. He stands at 6'0 even and weight around 160 pounds, appearing somewhat thin even waifish in visage - however in actuality holds a relatively toned physique. Clothes wise he enjoys his black "qipao" top with black slightly baggy pants, and of course his sandals. He also can be seen in a red and grey shirt and pants alongside red sandals. Occasionally he can be seen wearing strikingly feminine outfits like cheongsam dresses, with makeup, when the mood takes him - however never in the field.
FACE CLAIM: Tartaglia, Genshin Impact.
PERSONALITY:
Nobuhiro is a kind-hearted, charming, earnest, flirty and even manipulative. He's a sweet and hardworking fellow who holds himself with a strength and pride befitting of his title as clan heir of the Uzumaki Clan. While he can be serious when the situation calls for it, he instead enjoys being his relaxed and somewhat mischievous self. He loves teasing and lightly ribbing people - sometimes making nicknames for people he's endeared towards.
He comes off as sensuous and alluring, obtaining these natural skills from his mother. As he learned to use his wiles to get what he wants out of people. He is deadly in intelligence and wordplay and isn't afraid to use his perceptive nature to turn a conversation right on someone. He's also a known flirt, though he tones it down when things are serious - he likes to flirt with men and women and has taken quite a few of them to his bed as well.
Despite his candid personality in day-to-day life, the life of a Shinobi while on the battlefield brings something out in him. When it comes to fighting it's almost as though he's a completely different person. While he is a skilled fighter, the kindness seems to evaporate the moment he takes a combative situation seriously.
He comes off taciturn, calculating, and even cruel - as though his emotions are shut off and all he can focus on is achieving his objective. He can kill an enemy without batting an eyelash and spares not a single glance at their remains.
This apathy can be unnerving to those who don't know him well - especially since he can 'switch' between both attitudes relatively easily. Some witnesses are unable to figure out which is the 'real' him, creating plenty of rumors of his mental state in hushed whispers in some circles of Kumogakure.
Beyond those specific caveats he is an incredibly loyal, steadfast, and protective person. One who will fight for his friends and loved ones with everything he has. This protectiveness borderlines possessive with hints of obsessive behavior mixed in. Though in the end he means well, despite his sometimes extreme eccentricities.
HISTORY:
You were born as a child of Aiyana Uzumaki - the head of the Uzumaki Clan. One of many firsts, but not the last. Your birth was a special one - as the heir to the Clan your destiny was already decided for you.
You remembered the people - a blur of faces, touches, smiles, and frowns. Of shouts of pain and pleasure. You remembered the various men who came and went from the illustrious household. The smell of sake and cigars, of powerful perfumes and wine.
Your mother always tried to hide this from you, of course, but you knew. You knew. Hurried whispers and hushed glances, shadows that sauntered in the moonlight. There was never a dull moment in the Uzumaki household that was for certain. Even as young as four years old, you realized this, you were young but not blind.
You remembered donning one of your mother's many prized silken robes, rubbing creams and powders on your face - smears of lipstick on your lips. You remembered feeling so pretty, so powerful, so happy. Of course, your wasn't mad, she was happy for your discovery - though expressed her disappoint of not telling her you were getting into her things first.(You remembered that kindness and understanding, that feeling of completeness when you donned those clothes, and you never forgot those feelings.)
You remember your first scroll, ink imbued into the paper before you - you scribbled sloppily in haphazard scrawl, copying the lines you saw from the book. You were eager - though your efforts left nothing but a plume of smoke for all your hardwork. You nonetheless felt unsatisfied. You would spend the whole night practicing your first seal.
You remember your time at the Academy. You were a wild soul, bright-eyed and eager - amongst a clamor of other children you felt excitement of this new, wide, world to explore. Of experiences to witness. You knew you wanted to be a Shinobi, like many of those before you.(And so you did, not without a few bumps and bruises along the way.)
You remember your first kill, blood painted your hands and splattered against your face. The glassy-eyed stare as life and light faded from their eyes - you felt nothing. No fear, no happiness, no excitement. You went home pondering this sense of apathy.(You were fine come morning, as though nothing had happened. Your teammates were quite disturbed.)
You remember the crash of lightning blaze across a rain slicked sky. A thunderous sound erupting across the world. Though it wasn't thunder you heard, but something else. A monster. It's power tore through your team like a hot knife through butter. You merely survived by luck, chance. You hobbled home, as the sky opened up to limitless blue - the leftover rain staining your cheeks.(After all, they could never be tears...)
You remember throwing yourself into the medical arts - a vain, crazy, attempt to soothe your demons. Perhaps if you knew how to heal, you would have saved them? Madness, you thought. Yet this madness drove you, and in doing so you found your calling.
You remember the Chūnin Exams, your new team succeeding quite well. While you celebrated you felt a part of you remember your previous team, your friends and sensei, and suddenly you didn't feel so happy anymore. You went home early, and slept in for the remainder of the day.
You remember falling into bed, two teenagers with nothing but awkward passion, clumsy hands, starving kisses. But the feeling was there. You felt something you thought you would never feel before. Was this love? You're not sure as one person become becomes two, than, three, and so on and so on. You forget the names and faces - but never the feeling. You chase it, desperate, aching, you are filled with a zest for life.
You remember empowering yourself, gaining confidence whether it be the bedroom or the battlefield. You better yourself, always trying to obtain greater skill and prowess. You chase that desire to improve.
You remember the loss of a leader - the sound of thunder and sight of lightning haunt your dreams once more as memories spur you on in the waking world. Strength, you want to become stronger.
You remember what you once were and where you are now - what you wish and what you wish to achieve. You remember you've come such a long way in a short time. You remember... But now you want others to remember you. You will become something worth being remembered by, whether for good or for ill, however, is yet to be seen...
STATS
POINT TOTAL: 40
DEFENSE: 8
RESISTANCE: 8
STRENGTH: 6
JUTSU DAMAGE: 8
SPEED: 10