Sho Yu (FINISHED)

"Fear is freedom! Subjugation is liberation! Contradiction is truth! Those are the facts of this world!"



Name: Sho Yu Kaguya.
Nickname: Tankred.
Age: 24 years old.
Gender: Male man.
Village: Iwagakure.
Village Rank: ANBU.
Skill Rank: A Ranked.




Height: 6' 2" ft.
Weight: 190 lbs.
Hair color: Black.
Eye Color: Grey.
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Looks Description: Clad worn in raiment otherwise mundane and unworthy of being Jounin, as per being ANBU, Sho has an attire typical of the ANBU wear. His face is rather squarely with huge powerful jaws, a butt chin, and a straight yet long nose. The nasal passage protruding outwards to be somewhat wide in affirmation of being Asian, to a degree, with a heritage of chocolate people also known as black, with obvious signs that he may be distantly related to a clan, in fact, he is a Kaguya, but he lacks the Kekkei Genkai most possess perhaps on part of his own genetic dilution with alleoles being tuned off as recessive as opposed to dominant, ticked off and all that. A few more variations, and Sho Yu would've been a dolphin. Probably. He has a rather wavy hair that parts in three prongs in front, one in the middle, two on the side, and a gap of an upside down V on each in between. Otherwise, he looks unremarkable, if not for the distinctive tattoo that runs the span of his face, from cheek, through nostril surface, and to other cheek, blood red in colour, and etched on his skin to show that he believes in Chikotei, a man of the Chikotei heretic sect.

His neck runs down with two bulges to the side, muscles, slight and yet present without it being beefy. Mesomorphic overall in build as it is present throughout his body. Scars, burn ones, run through the left side of his neck, and down through to his arm spiraling right towards his left hand right down to the digits as they are badly marred by burns, distorted flesh that long healed and yet bears a grisly reminder of what fate befell him in lieu to the lick of flames. His overall upper bodily composition is a degree of thickness that maintains a healthy mixture of fat, and muscles, without exploding too much into either category so to keep flexibility that most ninjas are famed for, with the build of an athletically inclined man. The rest of his torso and body retains no other scars besides the one on his arm. All features of a human in peak physical condition are present on Sho Yu.

His legs are flexible and run like whips, crackling through air through kicks as the power are stressed within a cultivation of sprinting, kicking power, and stamina as all three are to be in a synergetic focus ultimately contributing to speed. In between his thighs dangling the sweet fruits of the Kaguya lay an Equestrian length in proportion, fat turgid mass that he has an incapability of tucking in, instead, present as a bulge from his loose pants from time to time as it sways from the sleeves that it lingers in. His feet are obnoxiously large.

His usual wear is often a mixture, and in fact never consistent. When not clad in his ANBU raiment, consisting of a fox mask, stretchy black body glove that encompasses his entire body, pants over said body gloves, and a vest, with ANBU gauntlets, he tends to not make a distinction over what he wears. A ninja's place is not fame but anonymity. However if he HAD to choose non-ANBU wear, he'd wear loose pants, black with a stripe of yellow running in an outline to the side, and rubbery jackboots that helps with traction, worn right up to the mouth of his knee, without going OVER the knee. His pants has a lot of pockets.

His torso has a loose Western fencer shirt, buttoned up, that he wears, tucked in, sometimes tucked out, with a sleeve that reaches right down to his wrist, and sometimes leather gloves that swallows up his hands right to his wrists, depending if conditions prevailing entail its necessity or not.

As for everything else? He doesn't make much of a care for how he wears his clothes, he tends to randomize it, sometimes applying disguises to assure his own anonymity, sometimes shearing his hair, sometimes growing beards. He is never consistent with these sort of things.



Personality Description: Sho Yu is a potent mixture between maniacal, and sheer delusions of grandeur he deigns vast and grand for what he has in mind, best to his designs undiscussed. He has little to no qualms about doing what is considered dirty yet necessary, sometimes unnecessary, to see fruition of his goals, sometimes to merely pass his fancy time with mere jolly laughs at the expense of others. It is to that understanding, his maniacal tendencies despite that, has been reeled in with his own think tank known as a brain, keeping his instincts reeled in at times from baring out into full blooming and dare teeter and threaten others, for what he may have a lapse in judgement, he retains in fullness and volume of dream. Seemingly he can be seen with a smile on his face at times, and at other times, enraged beyond comprehension, but he ALWAYS has a mission in mind, and never lets his own whimsical ways contradict that, except on a rare few occasions that he has done well to clean up. Mistakes were constant and rife, for he is human, but he makes it up with results.

However those are all covers, or rather merely expressions outwards he makes, in light of his more darker depravities vast and abundant in his mind, christened with the cult he belongs to with their thoughts, to wage in their name of their Lord chaos in itself, wherever he goes. Nothingness. The void. He sees himself as an agent of that, that sometimes to destroy, one must create. Gleefully bloodthirsty, but by no means sociopathic, it is not an inherited trait as much as attained detachment overall that he had garnered over the time yonder spent growing up first with the Kaguya as one of their own, though not gifted as them with Kekkei Genkai, has by no means diminished his own drive to contribute, as he has strived to do just as much as his birth clan, even despite being in possession of a single element. He makes it up with intellect. Though intelligent, he isn't brilliant, has the cunning to match it up with creativity, in mind, to fabricate plots that he considers a cornerstone.

These plots were often in his mind, a way to advance his clan overall, that later on, usurped by the Iwagakure village, to advance the interests of his village, to a degree, within his own lens of reality and perception of what is deemed best in that case. What he has in sentiment, is not shared in view with the rest of his village. His morality distorted and his loyalty he doesn't consider relevant as opposed to merely a spectrum of a few, of reliability. Paranoid, the crucible he went through in the ninja world had marked him distrusting of people, as the ninja world leaves very little place for it, what with the great amount of treachery and deceit there, and even Sho Yu's occasional dabbling in treachery had left him with the knowledge that he will reap what he sows, and that he should be armed to deal with it.

Ultimately, he is just pissed off inside, seething with a sense of contempt, and boredom, mostly boredom, with a mired contempt, that motivates him to act as he were, regarding himself with vices three, greed, his god, and glory. All of whom never a good thing considering greed ruins people in the forlorn avarice found unfulfilled, driving them to do acts abominable. What belief he subscribes to gives him the morality that clears his conscience of any atrocities in the conventional sense, from ever impeding him with guilt as that is something desensitized out of him. Glory motivates him to act not for fame necessarily, as much as the feat of the action in itself to do, as something he keeps to himself as a mental memento.

Likes: Plotting, change, things going according to plan, treachery and fulfilled desires, strength attained through weakness.
Dislikes: The self-righteous, plans being foiled, stagnancy.
Catch Phrases: "GENTLEMEN." And some other nonsense. He has no real catchphrases.
Nindo: "MAIM, KILL BURN. SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE."



Element Affinity: Fire.
Sub Element Affinity: --



History: Once upon a time, in a land so great with violence, morons, and generally boneheads as the colloquialism referred to... There was a migration. A migration that took a sect clan of Kaguya through the span of the mainlands, butchering whomever they came across, looting, raiding and acting as a general nuisance and menace to society at large. Their deeds were wicked, leaving burning homes and cultivations in their wake, with the remnant corpses of their victims dismembered and ravaged with violations most profane. However, that did not last, as their efforts were by large noticed by whatever nation they came across and offended, that eventually, found themselves wiped out.

It was not to that end that the clan had ended in its existence, as much as the story of another began.

Sho Yu had been, at the very young age of 6, partaken in such rampant debauchery but found himself at a slight with the raid leader, the two not agreeing on much, what with the age difference, made their views vastly different. Sho was not christened with the innocence of child, but baptized in blood at an even earlier age, indoctrinated with the beliefs of the Chikotei, a sect of heretics his father believed in that encouraged chaos in its forms, sometimes subtle, and sometimes great, but ultimately to return the world to something it once was -- nothingness. From that nothingness, everything could be created. He was indoctrinated into it, growing up within such a violent group early on, had grown accustomed to violence, as he had traveled between his Kaguya clan, and the Chikotei sect, learning both trades, mostly from the latter as opposed to the former, as the two supplemented his standing. His ruthlessness and tenacity had earned him a degree of respect from both, that potential had blossomed and promised his ability had room to grow to either's satisfaction, though shortlived, he had flourished within said groups. Never really having much of a real family life, as the Kaguya tended to be a violent bunch that bully the weak, and extol the strong, and naturally vying for approval, he had put on airs of strength, but one had fanaticism and zeal, the other had tenacity and determination, sometimes, not working with one another. The ritualistic behaviour were seen as wasteful by some, among which, the Kaguya raid leader.

It was due to that belief, and the general difference of views, Sho Yu was cast out, not only for differing views, but uncouth behaviour that disrespected his elders. Sho's departure had in fact left him in his lonesome, but also had saved him from death itself as the two traveled in different directions, the Kaguya marauders were wiped out in a happen by within the valley's slit, by an ANBU strike team. The battle was more akin to a slaughter as the entire scenery that took place catered around the idea of their destruction, knowledge spread of the Kaguya, and their deaths were assured with the traps set in place, followed by preparation for ambush and general volume of saturating jutsu destruction, ones that denied them from regeneration. Bodies lapped upon bodies, as the victory for the opposition was complete in itself, more akin a slaughter as there was not a chance to fight back, what with wayward deserters killed, and the rest funneled and incinerated into cinders.

Sho Yu never heard the news, and continued on his ways, as he was a little shit, as the raid leader called him, he brewed with seething hate for that bastard since he was a BOY, with little money to himself. He had to work to get money, prostituting himself out to Shotacons, old women that fancied little tykes, which was an idea he wasn't exactly familiar with given the cult he was in had an occasional ritualistic orgy or two that he even took part of, had maintained enough money to finish his journey. Originally it was aimless, without purpose, growing resentful and yet remaining confused over his new purpose in life, as the cult hadn't taught him the basics of what to do besides kill, which he'd do but within differing obligations. What he wanted was different, what he wanted was to belong. He never truly belonged with the Kaguya clan, at least not the separate group he went with, nay, and neither the Chikotei sect that was nowhere in sight, at least they could relate to him to a degree, but he aspired for a foundation to build upon and prosper. Crossing the Iwagakure nation border, drifting there for a while, he stayed in an orphanage, if only because he hated the idea of older women making love to little boys. It disgusted him, a lot. Sure, it was fun for a while, but HE ISN'T A DAMN TOY, plus there was so much he can do before getting tired. That orphanage accepted him as just another victim of war, that he attributed to be true, which wasn't really a victim as much as a pariah, where upon his stay was brief.

His talents with ninjutsu did not go unnoticed by the orphan head, as he was taken away from said orphanage, and instated within an academy. It was a pain in the ass. First, as a newly joined student, he had to deal with a bunch of mentally invalids from prestigious clans that demanded attention and respect. He gave neither, which didn't matter, he didn't exist in the class. The next, were those that obsessed over the so called clique, opposing as they were, were divided within many camps. It caused turmoil in class as generally, he learnt within that period of long years studying, to suppress the idea of murdering people immediately. Building up a tolerance for their antics, and generally apathy towards their supposed lapse of intelligence found wanting within each and everyone of these ninjas. His passions died down and he died a bit inside, mentally, noting that his stay with them was just... plain sad. Pitying the ninjas of Iwagakure, as he learnt the skills necessary to socialize, taking him well over a year to grow out of his rather strange and erratic mold that other students found strange, his connection was superficial at most with others, but it made his stay easier as he didn't go insane from lack of social contact, as it was natural.

His graduation was met with lukewarm reception as he found himself at the audience of his orphan master whom considered himself a father to Sho Yu, whereas Sho Yu didn't really think much of the feelings as much as a nice gesture, that was all there was to it. When he was assigned to his team, it was between two classmates, one he had a slightly meaningful bond, and the other a person the two hadn't found much connection with, the two remaining within a distance. Their sensei on the other hand was a crusted old man, a Jounin whom had an appalling reputation as a drunkard and a poor role model, whose only winning points was cashing in on a conflict as an ex-veteran to inspire some semblance mixture of pity and guilt tripping. The sensei and Sho Yu at first never really got along, but then again, he never got along with the rest of his students, but soon enough, they all warmed up to him as the lazy bastard that trains them only from a distance, while he conducts his lewd ways within the Red Light District, courting a nary prostitute or two, wasting his time away while the students reaped hardwork. Sho Yu was pissed, and decided to, at a point, leave training, which was the same monotonous repetitive task, to see the old man and demand a motive out of him. Even as he met him, and coaxed an answer, eventually he began adopting some traits from the old man, such as whimsical aloofness, and a casual liking for alcoholic beverages. His stay became easier, and he soon spread the likes to the other two students, as the three had begun to tag along with the old man instead in his escapades. Learning much from helping the old man run away from paying the restaurant bill in terms of coordination, to subterfuge to give the old man a win every time when he rolls a dice in gambling that encouraged stealth, they ironically gained many ninja skills necessary to make them dirty fighters, world weary, jaded, but ultimately knowledgeable with the working of the world, and how to put them to good use. Years went by as the same repetition came, but at a more fun degree, though their mission count was comparatively low, their more illegal activities were high, that their time wasn't spent in waste.

Despite their seeming lack of experience, joining in the Chuunin exams after prompting the old man, whom grew on them as they did to him, he consented to letting them in, if only because his hesitation was measured by his greed, what with the children had helped him become filthy rich. The trials were arduous and had taken place within Konohagakure, which Sho Yu taught ridiculous. It was perhaps one of the most overly used places where exams took place, and Konohagakure, in Sho Yu's views, was an entity deserving naught but scorn, perhaps due to them having a certain creed that he had ultimately found distasteful. He had known for the first time adversity in its greatest in the Chuunin exams, and through grit and a sudden abandon of his own connections, succeeded where others had not in the exams. His comrades, teammates were dead, killed in the trials by more dangerous ninjas, and Sho Yu himself, though having retained injury throughout the many scuffles, ultimately survived the encounters, coming out victorious in both, the tests and the duels set between ninjas. Recommended for promotion as his performance was nothing short of pragmatic, withholding himself towards full commitment, he had gained the eyes of the higher echelons of Iwagakure, from obscurity, something of a fleeting reputation among them. It was there, the seeds of his ANBU entry were sown. His promotion unto Chuunin was rather brief, with no time to mourn his teammates, which he never shared much connections, ultimately an empty void he found appropriate as a follower of Chokotei, left off to partake in an abundance of missions, all the while holding himself in concert with the higher ranking members of Iwagakure. Attaining influence with a member, as for the rest, pleasing them enough that they wouldn't object to his eventual appointment as a Jounin within his teenage years, further cemented by his willingness to take in secretive missions that even encouraged his later joining of the ANBU.

From there, his actions were drowned out in shadows from fame, which he never had as much to begin with, and he prowled like a looming ghost, particularly favoring assassinations over all else, as a ninja. His time in ANBU, from then and going on now, constantly busy with gaps of breaks he takes with much care, as if thirsty for more for something that cannot be quenched fast. He got bored though, whatever enthusiasm he had for his missions, being done again and again, time and time with rhyme and no reason, the success after another, left him with much thoughts to linger on, that in the years to come, he contemplated embracing once more his faith so burnt into his memories which he remembered ever so vividly. Recalling the fonder times, funner times as a former marauder, he grew anew with another purpose beyond the village, and that purpose is thicker than blood -- his creed.


RP Sample: (Got this from another site I used to be in, whimsical post really.)

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