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Jutsu points :

70 out of 100 Spent

Character age :

Sixteen(十六歳)

Character gender :

Male(Otoko:男)

Appearance :

Judging by his age, Ranmaru doesn't stand to fair with his fellow peers. Standing at a, not so much, daunting size of five feet and four inches of pure untapped muscle, which combined with his bone mass only gives him a collective weight of approximately one-hundred and twenty-seven. Not so much the most terrifying of the shinobi in his age group, but he does try to even out his somewhat smaller size with a more, lax wardrobe. He stands somewhat straight, more so then most of his age, and occasionally keeps his left hand within his pocket, that of which being his dominant hand. But if not, they rest clasped behind his back, as if in a regal pose a majority of the time, though its due to the habit of not being allowed to touch things. Not really one for smiling, though the occasional smirk or grin will make itself present should he be entertained enough, which is quite often actually. Aside from his extremely intimidating bodily appearance, his eyes glow of a crystal amethyst, as if perfectly refined down to the last molecule. It came from a genetic alteration in the melanin within his eyes, since his father had perfectly rounded earthly brown eyes, and his mother resided with a heavenly, almost eerie set of blue crystals. Since brown was the dominant gene, it tried to take complete hold of the genetic make-up of his eyes, but due to his mothers persistently eerie genes, an odd combination of the two mixed somewhat to form his indigo wonders. To many they are the most noticeable things about him, since the sun tends to reflect off the surface of his smooth, glossy irides. Accenting his eyes, making them ever-more prevalent, his hair shines of a deep, almost obsidian, tint of black, forcing the focus from his gleaming night shaded hair to his already wondrous eyes. Two bangs hang down the sides of his forehead, reaching for the bottom of his chin. It lays upon his head neatly combed back, the excess length wrapped within a delicately crafted pony tail, which only extends down to the square of his back. Not so much a manly hairstyle, but it was something his mother always used to place his hair within once it became a little unmanageable. His skin is a pale tone, not from a lack of sunlight, but just a naturally deemed lack of tint no matter how long he decides to tan. Within his clothing, resting squarely upon his back and sternum, lay a sporadically placed set of scars, all achieved through trying to escape from a conflict. Luckily, they have just begun to fade, though they will still remain there for the rest of his life and probably stretch as he continues to grow. Moving on from the actual physical appearance, Ran tends to wear a strict regiment of clothing and sticks too it, preferring to stay in a wardrobe that is comfortable, as most seem to of the era. First and foremost, his Konoha protector rests snugly around his neck, a position that he quite fond of. AS it is easily manageable during fights. Moving on, starting from the torso, Ran dons a black t-shirt, in which the Mori Owari rests upon the back, left shoulder, and right shoulder of the shirt. Its left sleeve descends down his entire arm and enclosing just around his knuckles forming a glove of sorts. The right sleeve, however, remains shoulder length, letting only a one-inch long bracelet rest upon his wrist, which belonged to his mother. It gleams of beautiful silver, still seemingly flawless despite its age and use. Upon it is written the full names of his father, his mother, himself and his older sister all labeled parallel down the length of the bracelet. Moving down to his lower half, black, somewhat baggy, cargo pants sit loosely upon his hips, as the belt even tightened at its full could not completely hold up his pants due to such a small waist. The bottoms of his pant legs, individual, are tightened at the bottom which are enclosed and held down by his black ninja boots, that of which extending to the mid-section of his shins. Sitting within the inner-side of his left shoe, is the essential metal file, which he uses more for almost anything than its intended usage. Be warned. Don't let the slim appearance fool you, when standing in his full glory, Ran packs the muscles scene on most of his fellow ninja, toned to perfection if necessary, at least underneath his disguised wardrobe. Making him an extreme combatant when it comes to fighting.

Personality :

Ran is a fairly disciplined child, more so then any parent could want. He prefers not to anger his peers, therefore by keeping his sarcastic comments either under his breath or within the depths of his mind. Although, once he becomes fairly comfortable with another individual, the barrier he worked so hard on keeping falls and he lets his comments bombard them full force with no remorse whatsoever to what is said, though they tend to be light on the scale. Around adults, most of which he finds intimidating to say the least, he strives to keep his tongue and only speak when answered too, as indoctrinated by his strictly business and reserved family. To adults, he is more of a servant boy, whose replies are quick and straight forward, and in the same quiet and reserved, not wanting to anger anyone who has any substantial strength or power over him. The same applies for his enemies and those he is unfamiliar with. Despite any murderous intent his has collected towards them, he makes sure to remain as polite and discrete as possible, at least verbally. Making him a fairly honor bound boy, which is more of a subconscious trait then not. When it comes to stress, he tends to take it and bury it, for completing whatever task there is at hand, then facing the problems with the event later on through meditation, or secluded emotional release, such as crying for those whom he had to kill, of course it is somewhat expect for a child, as well as Ninja were not really supposed to show emotion, thus he keeps it hidden until he is alone, or with someone he can trust enough not to judge him fully about how he decides to release his built up stress. In the same, emotions are not really his problems, since he buries them and releases them later, keeping him from becoming depressed, at least for long periods. He almost never uses his aggression upon his opponent, unless they are truly deserving or just completely asking for it.

Character's History :

Being Rewritten.

Objectives :

Currently in Meditation

Spam level :

(10/10)