Name: Kuro Raidan
Nickname: Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: Height: 7'1"
Weight: 203
Personal Preference: Female
Personal Effects: A Tattoo of 0 on his chest
Phobia: Like many other "insane" people, Kuro has an innate hatred for boredom and this is the closest he is to being scared of something.
Personality: With as much trouble as Kurokon has dealt with, he has become mentally unstable, though it seems his morals are still intact, he is random and very crazy. He has many friends, and is somewhat outgoing, much prefering anything to sitting at a desk. He doesnt abuse the power he has, though he does show a distaste for respect towards those more powerful, as he beleives that respect is earned, not gained, and certianly not gained through power. He has been known to be rude to people who act arrogant, and overall everyone else as well.
His Insane attitude is a cover up for a disturbed and depressed soul, who, in truth, never had a chance at a normal life. He is said to be like energy, covering everything, and the impression he leaves, is permanent. His very pressence can make men, even ones as powerful as him, quake with fear, not for physical reasons, but for the fact he is known to have adept knowledge of psychology, and sociology.
Origin: Unknown Country outside Elemental Countries
Ninja Village: Kumo
Rank: I heard that the Kumo Chuunin were inactive, I'd like to apply for it.
Blood Line/Clan: Uchiha
Character's History: A child was brought before the Emporer, now normally he would have killed such a child, had he not beaten a few of his guards with nothing but a stick that looked like a sword. This intrigued the emporer and scared him at the same time. A child able to do that would either be a great ally or a terrible threat. The child had a scowl and had wolf like teeth, with short spiky red hair, wild and untamed, just like the child. He had red eyes, and looked to be dirt poor, mainly because of his clothes.
"well you have two choices... execution" The emporer said, making the child cringe. "or you could serve me as a guard.... in the future.. I can have a man teach you" He said. For a single moment Kuro felt all hate wash away, he was told the emporer was a cruel and inhuman being, not someone willing to make exceptions, and he demanded perfections.
Kuro seriously thought about it, maybe serving him wouldnt be so bad right? However he noticed the emporer had something strange in his voice, not hatred but something he had never felt before. Kuro was a very observant child and could easily tell the emporer was up to something, his choice was just made. "I'll take the second option" He smirked.
The emporer had expected this and soon Kuro met a man, who had strange brown hair and wore a white outfit with strange design to it. His name was Chukya. 'What a strange name' Kuro thought being introduced by the emporer. It still amazed Kuro to see the man was different than he thought.
And so began Kuro's training, Chukya was impressed that a child had that much skill but did not let it go to his head. It was rough and dangerous, but it was well worth it. Kuro also made friends during this time, one of which was the emporer's son, well Kuro was the only friend in the friendship. The emporer's son was a stuck up holier-than-thou person. He kind of liked Kuro, mainly cause he was a stepping stone for him. This Kuro noted, as he was a great phsycologist, before the art was even invented.
Kuro had advanced greatly in the last few years, he was faster and better than any of the emporer's guards. He had not ever been beaten since Chukya died, and the old emporer died with him. It was a mystery even to Kuro how they died, but luckily he was not blamed. He was currently discussing things with the new emporer, the old ones son.
"are you sure that we should do this?" Kuro asked. The emporer nodded slowly. Kuro immediatly knew something was up, but didnt voice it. "alright but bring four guards with us" He said. Kuro was now an imposing figure that stood at an astounding 7ft. and his once short hair was longer and went to his shoulders, giving him an even more wolf like look. He now wore a black jacket, a red shirt and black pants. He had indeed changed.
Kuro, The emporer and four other people were heading towards current day japan, hearing rumors that there was an island with civil people. The emporer smirked, everything was going according to his plan.
Kuro however knew something was up, but he had no choice to go through with it. He felt nothing as everyone else fell over from the crash onto land, not much of a crash, just a slight jolt that made the ship unmoveable.
They set up camp in a small forest, and rested there, while Kuro was up planning. He heard a noise and checked it out, but what he saw pissed him off more than anything before.
Ten Samurai sorounded the camp, and the others were dead, except the emporer. Kuro immediatly grabbed his sword and stabbed one right through the neck, a quick death. He took the samurai's sword and held it in a reverse grip, finding it better than his other sword.
Two Samurai had heard him and charged, thinking he would be an easy kill, oh how wrong they were. Kuro jumped above them and side flipped, while slashing, killing on of the Samurai, and kicked the other away.
This time Eight samurai charged at him and he blocked most attacks, while taking one hit. He grabbed a blade and pulled it towards him, forsaking the blade he had before. He grabbed the Samurai's head and kneed it, causing the man to bend over, then kicked his stomache, unknowingly breaking it from the inside, causing internal bleeding and death.
He kicked another one, but he grabbed his foot and twisted, surprised when Kuro reversed his reverse, by slamming his hands on the ground and doing an upside down spinning kick all around, knocking all but two back.
He grabbed his sword and threw it at one Samurai hard. It peirced him in his eye, killing him. He punched a Samurai and broke his ribs, knocking him out. The Samurai were begining to back off now, all but one were gone now. He grabbed the last one and took his helmet off. Appearently these were not the normal samurai, but this one was, making it a fair fight, which made Kuro smile, although he wondered why they didnt wear chest armor.
They bowed to each other, and Kuro picked up his original sword. He swung it down on the Samurai, surprised when the samurai's katana didnt break. The Samurai however felt his heels dig into the ground. He was sweating scared of this man infront of him. The emporer was shocked to see Kuro able to fight on this kind of level, he had definitely underestimated him.
Finally the katana broke, and Kuro's sword went straight through the Samurai, splitting him in two. Kuro panted, he'd made his first kill today and was alright with it, knowing he'd chosen his path and they had chosen theirs. Kuro and the emporer were now in a town that doubled as a port looking for a boat to take them back to Cinkoku. When they finally found one it was crappy and cheap, as both parties agreed.
On the open sea someone charged out of the deck below, which they had been told was storage. Kuro's thoughts were confirmed as the emporer stood by twenty Samurai, all with armor and katanas. Kuro sighed in a lazy manner, before slicing an unexpecting Samurai in half. Right before that however a hole appeared in the floor, from his weights, he was surprised he hadnt fallen in but saved that for later.
Four samurai charged him, while the others circled the emporer in a guarding way. Kuro narrowly dodged a blade that was close to slicing his head off. He grabbed the Samurai's arm and bent it backwards, make him scream in pain. He the snapped his neck in a quick motion. He knew he didnt have enough time to pull out his sword.
Another samurai from the four kicked at Kuro. Kuro caught his leg and brought his elbow down on his knee, breaking it backwards as well. Kuro through him overboard, and picked up his katana. He threw it at the Samurai guarding the emporer, killing one samurai. He then charged at one and punched him on his nose, sending it inside his brain. He killed a few more before one of the guards came out and sliced at his heart. Kuro only had enough to to react by dodging to the side slightly, as the hit went directly beside his shoulder.
His red eyes seemed to burn. Before the samurai knew what was going on he was decapitated. Kuro was sorounded by samurai, but he threw the katana at the now open Emporer, saying "You lose" as it chopped right through the skin of his arm, making it slowly tear off since skin couldnt hold his arm by itself. Kuro fell backwards off the boat and quickly tore his shirt to stop the bleeding from his arm.
A woman named Bokino found him and healed him. He had drifted on her shore. She lived on a small island. She had long black hair and a beautiful face. She grew close to him and he, her.
Kuro was walking home one day from his new job. He was getting paid to fish, a minor skill he had developed over the years. He walked in the house only to find the walls splattered with blood. He saw his wife on the floor with a golden sword through her heart. He eventually was found in the mountians, as he was done with island life. He was found by a kumo Jounin, who was on his way back from his village. He was enraged when he woke, trying to escape, beating almost everyone until the raikage finally calmed him down, paralyzing him. After everything was explained to him, he decided to enroll in the shinobi corps. He became a chuunin.
Nindo: ~Cant spell Slaughter without Laughter!~
Goal: Have fun
RP Experience: 2 years
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