Kare

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Name:
Kare
(Him)

Alias:
Daremo
(Nobody)
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Ō Kami
(Great Deity)

Birth Date:
None

Age:
None

Height:
6’0”

Weight:
210 lbs

Village:
Arufu Ōkami
(Alpha Wolf)

Country:
Tetsu no Kuni
(Land of Iron)

Rank:
Jōbushi
(High Samurai)

Class:
Ten'nō
(Emperor)

Appearance:


Not many people who see Kare get to live. But for those that did, they describe him as vicious and menacing looking. All black hair, a glowing red eye, and a skull-bearing eyepatch. Yup; he definitely appeared very threatening. On his face is a plethora of scars; reminiscent of all the destruction he has caused, and the battles he has been in. And his facial expression? It was bland; more of a frown than a smile, but also kind of in-between. Regardless, it let you know that Kare wasn’t joke. Those that lay eyes on him become his victims. Not a single word before he kills them.

His outfit may look sporadic and basic, but the entire thing is constructed from the blood of his enemies. Using the Tetsuchigan, Kare created his own special outfit. Despite the varied appearance, Kare’s entire outfit is composed of iron. What does that mean? It’s extremely resistant to Bukijutsu, Taijutsu, and even Ninjutsu. The only Ninjutsu capable of destroying his armor is Fire Release. But being a Fire Release user himself, it just wasn’t happening. The possibility of him even being defeated was incomprehensible to Kare. Every person he has ever encountered has been slayed by him.

The best part about Kare’s entire attire is that of his four swords: Osore (Fear), Fuan (Anxiety), Kanashimi (Sadness), and Ikari (Anger). There’s a fifth sword, known as Panikku (Panic), which happens to be a mixture between all four of these swords. The blade of Osore is black, the blade of Fuan is purple, the blade of Kanashimi is blue, and the blade of Ikari is red. When they are fused and become Panikku, the blade becomes all of the previous colors (displaying all four colors at once). Kare always carries Osore in his hand(s). As for the other swords, Fuan is always on his back, while the other two are always next to each other on either hip.

Personality:
Cold. Distant. Aloof. I guess you could call those three things “personality traits”. But really…this man didn’t have a personality. He was definitely fucking crazy. You could tell by the look in his eye. Those three letters don’t mean anything in particular, but what it does mean is that he only had a single eye. Don’t let his eyepatch, covering the hole of the eye he tore out, fool you. Both of his “eyes” were definitely not to be played with. They both drove him insane. On the left, you have Tetsuchigan (Iron Blood Eye). After truly mastering their ability, the members of the Tetsuchi clan are capable of awakening a latent ability that simply makes them stronger.

On the right, however, you have Nōgan (No Eye). Nōgan is an “eye” unlike any other because it’s not actually an eye; it’s just an empty eye socket. But tales are told of those giving up life and killing themselves after staring into it. As if their soul had been sucked away, and nothing was left. Both dōjutsu are so powerful that they are a large contributing factor in Kare being the way that he is. When Kare kills people, he tends to be very messy. This man doesn’t even wash the blood off of his body. Kare actually likes the smell of blood, and the stench of death. It was actually very alluring and soothing. And it even put fear in the heart of his victims. That’s all they were to him: helpless…little…victims.

Kare gets a kick out of hunting samurai and shinobi, but doesn’t mind killing civilians either. It didn’t matter if it was girls; kids; seniors. If they could die, then he would kill them. You could say Kare did care about them. Kare could just see the suffering in their hearts. Why not just end their suffering; the suffering caused by the samurai and shinobi. It was okay to Kare. Every person that he killed would be atoned for. The samurai and shinobi would have to pay the price for all the suffering civilians he had to kill. They would most definitely feel his pain, and their pain. Kare really doesn’t show mercy; care about other’s philosophy; and, most certainly, doesn’t care about others. It was all about him. But in the end, he planned to sacrifice himself. So, it would, eventually, all be resolved.

Background:
Life---if that’s what you wanna call it---was short of Kare. A lot of people think that Kare is his name. Well, you could say it is, but, when it’s all said and done, it’s not. See, they only reason they called him Kare is they didn’t want to give him a name. To them, the individuals that were leading the Land of Iron, he didn’t need a name. Why? Because he was a nobody. They called him this and that, but it was nobody they hurt the most. Everybody knew what a nobody was. It was that person that nobody cared about. It was that person that nobody needed to care about. And, deep down inside, all he wanted to do is help.

Kare lost all of his family years ago, before his imprisonment. In fact, the same people that called him a nobody are the same ones who slaughtered his entire family. Kare’s dad and mom didn’t like the regime that was in control, so they were executed. It was a very well thought out plan. Little did they know, Kare was watching. Kare watched them slaughtered his whole family. Tears, and tears, and tears. That was all Kare knew after this point. So many questions, wondering why they would do such a thing. After overhearing the guards talk about it during his imprisonment, Kare found out that it was the ninja.

Ninja were fairly new at the time. They didn’t have villages or any place to call their home. That, however, didn’t mean go, and destroy the homes of others. Even though they didn’t actually kill his parents, they were the reason why. A bargain; a life for a life. And it was all to prevent war from breaking it. Both the samurai and ninja were naïve; because it didn’t matter anymore. The war that they so desperately wanted to prevent? It was storming in, and storming in faster than they could even imagine. As time passed, Kare sat in his prison and meditated, it finally came to him, and it all made sense.

It was then that Kare knew his destiny. It was…retribution! They thought he wasn’t listening, but Kare carefully waited for the perfect moment to strike. During his meditation, all he saw was darkness and emptiness. Not being able to even obtain an answer from his meditation, Kare gave up, and lost all hope. It was kind of sad when you think about it. Having lost all of his beloved clan, it was over. It was over for him…and them. Kare was an honorable samurai. Vowing to kill every human he comes across, once he was done, Kare made a promise to himself to commit suicide. For the samurai, if you lived by the sword, you die by the sword.

When the time was right, Kare made his move. As the guards reached to give him his food and water, Kare pulled them both in, ripping their arms from their shoulders, and staring cold into their eyes as the blood splashed freely against his face. It was so refreshing to finally kill somebody. And, hey, he even got two. It was nothing they could do. For lack of better words, they were fucked. As they stared at him back and trembled in agony, they bled to death. Kare’s clan was very unique, and that’s why the head officials chose to sacrifice them.

Kare’s clan was known as Tetsuchi. The reason they were called this is because they could control blood, and use their special ability to absorb the iron in others for whatever they want. Typically, they would use this ability to make the strongest swords possible. The swords they could create were even stronger than those of legend. That’s was the exact reason why they were exterminated. It was tragic, no doubt, but it would be reconciled. Kare used the blood of the guards to create four swords. Not only that, but Kare even took their armor; all bloodied up. A sick, sick man he had become. Oh well…because now…he was Daremo.

Nature:
Fire

Abilities
Coming soon...

Jutsu:
Coming soon...

Tools:
Coming soon...

RP Sample:
“Two years, huh? Pathetic…”

If this was to be regarded as the truth, than the “voice” was more than right. In fact, that would make the voice accurate. It was always good to be on point; if that’s what you want to call it. Nonetheless, the incessant moping could easily erode an individual’s mind; potentially leading down a path they lack any knowledge of. That’s where little miss Masu comes in. Oh, woe her. It must have been a shame how only HER parents were dead in this world. Well…if that’s what she wanted to believe, she had that right. Although look at what she had become. A weak and poor little puppy she had become. A useless and easily manipulated weakling…she had become. Sadness could be such a terrible thing when you think like Masu did. It sure could. But you know what…and this…this is for certain. If she was weak enough to let it defeat her…than she WOULD be defeated.

From within the darkest part of the cemetery, the Gravekeeper watched. It was such a beautiful thing to him. To be honest, the Gravekeeper never really knew what he liked most. Perhaps it was watching people, time after time, mourn endlessly over the individual’s they lost. Or perhaps it was because HE was the man who buried them. Observation was quite exhilarating, was it not? It provides a unique kind of excitement; the kind that made you want to know more. When he listened, he listened well. “Eyes” closed, the Gravekeeper simply listened. Yeah, it contradicts the typical definition of observation, but the place where these girls were at lacked simply for feeble concepts like that. Surely…all they could feel…WAS DEATH!!!

“Sleeplessness can drive you crazy…maybe even insane…why not just give in?” The “voice”, once again, was obviously directed at Masu. If only she would just accept “it”. Accept whatever she manifested deep within her; whatever she wanted to call it. It may have appeared as hatred, but looks can be deceiving. You know what they say, “Only you can cause yourself suffering”. Whether anybody has ever said that matters not. As long as she could feel it, deep down inside. Berating herself like always; check. The pattern was so obvious. And then another, whom felt she was invincible. Not even she could escape the imminent death that was looming over here. That’s right! The good ‘ol Nidaime Raikage, Mayu.

“And how could we forget about YOU…Mayu. If not for you, this young girl would be living and beautiful, and happy life; WITH her parents. How unfortunate for you to have altered their destiny…of course, not having my permission.” Not even the late, great Raikage could escape the “darkness”. For countless of centuries, all humans have done is fight. A foolish race committing foolish acts. Little did they know, it would all come back to haunt them; yes it would. Some would say that two years is a longtime. Mayu did great, even exceptional, at maintaining it all. The real question was: for how long? Surely she would give in eventually. Yeah, she seemed tough. But the world she was in---at this very moment---was a world she never experienced before. A sliver, maybe….

“Save the sob story. I’ve heard it all.” There the “voice” was; at it again. Nitpicking at all the things the Nidaime Raikage wanted to hide. To be honest, was she even deserving of the position. If this is how she wanted to lead her people, then she had that right. However…hurting the innocent was more than being grateless. It was something the “darkness” feasted on; heck, researchers would say “its” composition is of the “darkness”. If you’re thinking what I’m thinking…who knows. We call it…hubris. I bet she thought she was better than the almighty source that provided her sustenance. Well, at least she had a sense of humor. It was that wild sense of humor that was admirable, yet dangerous at the same time.

“So she thinks they were “ill”. That’s deep.” Silence…. “You do both have something in come….” They may wonder, but the answer lingered closely behind. “You both…MAKE ME SICK!!!” Instantly, the “darkness” would swallow them. They both could hear it: each other’s screams. Their plead for help. But here…in this “place”…help was just another weakness to devour. Tears would drop from both of their eyes, but that was only the rain. Because when they come to, they would simply deny it…like they ALWAYS do. How unfortunate the human is. It’s as if they never should have existed in the first place. The moment their eyes opened…they would be able to perceive the Gravekeeper. Oh, that darn sneaky Gravekeeper; back at it once more.

“Y’all ladies alright over here? Looked like y’all were crying. Or maybe I’m going senile. Haha!”

[Mei]

Right this needs checking once again as it was moved to dead after you 'left' so lets begin.

Despite the varied appearance, Kare’s entire outfit is composed of iron. What does that mean? It’s extremely resistant to Bukijutsu, Taijutsu, and even Ninjutsu. The only Ninjutsu capable of destroying his armor is Fire Release. --- This statment needs to be removed completly first of all anything speacial like armors that have special quailities like this needs to be made into a weapon/tool/equipment in the creation area of the site, but ill tell you this now to save you wasting your time this would never be accepted in a million years as the only weakness is Katon jutsu so thats massive NO now. This will be need to be made into normal armor and not something created by his eyes, if its something created with his eye it would be a jutsu and again it would not last long and would need huge drawbacks.

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Remove any mention of doujutsu's from his appearance as they first need to be applied for in the Kinjutsu section of the board and with this guy you seem to have two doujutsu's listed which is two bloodlines which would never be accepted in a million years so either remove the mention of them or rewrite you whole persona and appearance section to remove the mention of your eyes. Talking of the Doujutsu to say its accepted for you to use you will only be allowed one of them, also if its clan based it would need to be made into a clan first unless its canon as we know canonly what they do already so it isn't a big deal with canon stuff. Anything custom needs to be made prior to the character app being approved as the clan you make may not be acceptable depending on what it does etc, so bear this in mind.
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It looks like from your app he is from the Iron country again ill tell you this now no to wiping out the whole country and killing everyone in it. Yes he may have killed 'some' people but not the whole country so tone that whole mass killing down. Also this app if you go through with it will be a missing ninja nothing less will be acceptable due to what you have written.

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Tbh, you can delete this. Thank you.