Onoshaka, Takashi [Kusa Genin]

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Onoshaka, Takashi.

THE INFO.

Name: Takashi Onoshaka
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Appearance: Takashi looks much like he does in the picture above. The wrap on his left hand extends all the way up to his shoulder. He has another one just like it on his right hand. They are both the same red as his red sash, which is a bit brighter than in the picture. The sash hides his ninja belt where all of his basic tools are. Usually, the cloth that he is using as a scarf in the picture is usually neatly folded in a pouch on his ninja belt, aligned with his spine. Takashi uses it whenever he finds it handy. He'll use it as a scarf when it's cold. He'll use it to wrap injuries if they are bleeding terribly. He'll even use it as distraction in battle. There is no brown cloth on his left arm. All that is visible is the red wrap to his shoulder, and his black, sleeveless muscle shirt. The two golden hoops and the cloth attached to those hoops don't exist. The red symbol above his eye means "Two eye's for an eye." It is his Ninbō, and in lame-man's terms means "don't stop at just revenge. Get your revenge and take it one step further." His eyes are green with yellow highlights. Despite the usual style, his hair is kept in a buzz-cut. It is a red color, as are his eyebrows. His muscles are well defined. Not like, Brock Lesnar or Batista defined, but they are noticeable.
Personality:
Takashi is cold towards most people. This is because he is paranoid. He is extremely cautious about most things and doesn't like to rush into anything. He is short tempered, but doesn't show his temper often. Instead, he uses harsh sarcasm and a wicked tongue. He is always moving. Constantly, he is shadow boxing, working his technique and evasiveness. His favorite thing in the world to do is fighting, and he constantly pictures himself in fights. He creates scenarios for himself and acts them out, pretending to smash in the faces of his enemies. He has a problem with authority, but only when he feels disrespected with authority. He is respectful until he feels that he no longer has to be. There are two quick ways to get him to fight.
1:Disrespect him
2:Swing
When he fights, unless it's a spar, he is ruthless. He won't stop fighting until he is satisfied that he won, even if it means causing permanent damage to himself. His pride is his greatest flaw. Both his pride and his drive to show the world that a kekkei genkai isn't needed to be a great ninja keep him motivated and training.
Ninbō: Two eye's for an eye.

THE NINJA.

Origin: Kusagakure
Affiliation: Kusagakure
Rank: Genin
Specialties: Taijutsu, to be developed
Elemental Affinities: Unknown
Combat Style: Takashi likes to lure the enemy in, open up a weakness, and then strike. Also, he likes to make the enemy feel comfortable, make himself appear predictable, and then surprise the enemy. His signature move is a scoop kick, aka, a swift kick to the balls. He is well versed in MMA, so he can take the fight anywhere if it is pure hand-to-hand.
Special Characteristics: To be created through rp

THE BACKGROUND.

History:
Birth Arc
Takashi's father was a body guard, his mother a chef. He didn't see his father often, but when he did, his father taught him as much about fighting as possible. When his father was away, all he would do was train. He wanted to be just like his father and worked as hard as he could to become as good of a fighter as him.

Takashi's mother didn't spend much time with him. She would cook all day, come home, and drink until she fell asleep. The martial arts that his father taught him was the perfect escape from his mother and her abusive nature. He put all of his thought and training into becoming a ninja. Takashi knew that becoming a ninja would make his father proud and that was all that mattered to him. Endlessly he trained, night and day, injured or sick. He was never forced to use his talent and skill as a fighter, but he was always prepared to do so.

Academy Arc
Takashi was blown away by the talent of the other student's at the academy. Most of them had special abilities called kekkei genkai. He couldn't help but wonder why he didn't have one, but he didn't ponder it long. Quickly, he became determined to prove that you don't need a kekkei genkai to be a great ninja. He trained even harder than before. He would train the jutsu he learned from the academy over and over again until he didn't have enough chakra to stand. During this time, he father began teaching him more advanced taijutsu. Some of the moves even used chakra.

When he'd spar other students, the would use more ninjutsu than taijutsu. He found fighting ninjutsu difficult, especially because he was so accustomed to taijutsu. If anyone tried to fight him hand to hand, he would dominate them. Eventually, students learned to fight him at a distance. It didn't always work for them, but it didn't always work for him either. His defeats just made him more determined to better himself.

He finished the academy with flying colors. When he did so, his father celebrated with him. During said celebration, the training weight suit was given to him. It vaccinated him. It wasn't pretty, but it looked like it could get the job done. The pride his father showed that day has encouraged Takashi to train even harder, if that is possible.

Genin Arc
Takashi hasn't been a genin for very long. He has not been given a squad. He hasn't had a mission. In fact, he took a few days off from training and celebrated his graduating of the academy. Literally, nothing has been done as a genin yet.

Roleplay Sample:
Focus. Using his gloves, Fang sliced yet another log in his obstacle course designed as a warm up. Breath. Using the metal nails of both of his hand gloves, he ripped open another log. For crying out loud! Keep your tongue in your mouth, man! Fang fought his animal-like urge to pant while using a woo shoo style kick to jump over a log, followed by a kneeling reverse punch to send a log flying across the course with the spine marks of the glove in it.

Fang Ookami rose slowly, breathing in deeply, taking in the world in a single breath. He did this again, keeping his eyes closed. And again. At the end of the third breath, he opened his eyes, a fierceness in them. He was ready for whatever may be waiting in the wilderness. He had his explosive kunai and his clan's gloves. His loin cloth was brand new and blended well with his fur. Fang was well groomed and clean. His razor sharp teeth were cleaned and ready to be bloodied. Physically, he was at top peek. Mentally, he couldn't be more prepared. This was his moment. This was his time to shine.

He looked up at the sky. Konoha was clear and sunny, but it was a different story near the Waterfall Village. It looked as if it were about to rain. If the targets were still in that area, then his lightning ninjutsu would have more of an effect on them, for they would be wet. Fang snarled at the thought of the outlaws. Anger boiled inside of him. They were messing with HIS country. Nobody did that and got away with it. A howl erupted from his snout. He ended the howl and was filled with a wild, rampant sense. He bolted over the fence and headed for the direction of his destination.

He ran down the streets of Konoha on all fours, tail up, ears and eyes scanning the area. He dodged people left and right, using his agility and speed to his advantage to move through the crowed. A group of tourists blocked his path at one point, so instead of plowing into them, he ran up the side of a building and began to leap from roof to roof.

During a leap to a building over an alleyway, Fang's sharp eyes and ears caught a horrible scene. A group of five or six males were cornering a young lady. The one in front appeared to have a knife in his hand, slowly approaching the woman. The woman was terrified, obviously, of what was about to be her fate. Fang halted in his tracks as he hit, reversed direction, and aimed his body at the leader.

He hit his mark. He landed on the leader's back, causing him to collapse to the ground. Quickly, Fang stood up, bringing the leader up with him. The metal tips of his glove were on the man's neck. Blood drops hit the ground as the evil man gasped like a fish for air. Fang took command in his own voice. "Leave. Turn yourselves in or I will find you."

The men scattered like cockroaches. He released the death grip on the man and pushed him into a running start. He crashed into civilians as he ran for his life. Fang looked down and picked up the switchblade the man had left. He folded and pocketed it. Before leaving, he looked at the woman who stared at him, mouth wide open, and said, "Have a nice day mam."

He traveled the rest of the way by roof, keeping an even better eye on his surroundings than before, just in case he was needed again. He wouldn't be. When he saw the destination and three shinobi at his destination, he knew what to do. He could walk up there on appearance alone and most likely still get stared at, but he couldn't resist doing what he was about to do. Of course, any shinobi could do it and it was no special thing, but it was a big enough entrance for him. He launched himself into the air, performed a front flip, and landed behind the group silently. He looked back at the group and simply said, "Let's go. We can get to know each other on the road." He began walking toward the gates. He wanted to get this mission through with fast.

THE ARSENAL.

Academy Jutsu