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Name: Zanji Uzumaki
Nickname: The Crimson Surgeon
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Village: Otogakure
Village Rank: Jonin
Skill Rank: A
Height: 5'11
Weight: 180 pounds
Hair color:Crimson Red
Eye Color:bright green eyes
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Looks Description: Zanji has bright green eyes, as well as long vibrant red hair, with two long forelocks on either shoulder and the rest on his back. He is occasionally mistaken for a female because of his long hair and delicate features.he often wears a light-colored Chinese-style battle outfit with yellow plane and blue trim. He keep his hidden leaf scratched out head band under neath his sash that is around his waist as a reminder of how beneath the leaf is to him now. He stands at the height of five foot eleven inches and weighs a hundred and eighty pounds and he keeps his ninja tool satchel on his right side just above his hip on his sash that he wears.
Personality Description: When Zanji was younger he had a kind and caring personality. He was also very generous to people who needed help., He is usually seen helping elderly people with there bags or helping maintain there gardens and lawns. But that all changed after he loss his father. Zanji's new personality is considerably calm state most of the time, but he still has a habit of joking around and disrespecting those around him.Though there are times when his arrogance pops up, But there are exceptions for people he admires such as a person who is able to wound him in battle. Zanji is calculating, cunning and analytically type of person. He is extremely perceptive, able to quickly recognize the patterns and mistakes that his opponents make, which gives him an edge. the face of adversity, Zanji has the uncommon ability to shun all emotions and shine a blank slate, thinking three to four steps ahead to clutch the pinch and seize control of the situation. Coupled with his vast intelligence, his detached emotional state is perhaps his greatest asset.
He is willing to do anything to further his physical powers even to the extreme of toying with the idea of experimenting on himself. Zanji also show a interesting clear view of respect to those he sees with great status such as a kage or a sage's abilities against them. Zanji has a unique habit of trying to collect dna from special shinobi that he meets. Though he tries to win them over to his side through manipulation but if that tactic should fail he has no problem killing them
Likes: Music, Women, Experimenting with medical jutsu
Dislikes: Being disturbed during a experiment,Anyone who gets in his way,Being kept waiting
Catch Phrases: Oh crap baskets
Nindo: Never go back on my word and never ever give up!
Element Affinity: Doton
Sub Element Affinity: Suiton
History: Zanji was born on the 25th of December. His mother was from the Uzumaki clan and his father was a medic for otogakure. His parents met during a patch up for his mother. When his parents saw each other for the first time there was just fireworks. His mother and father were so ecstatic the day he was born. He was a curious case though for a baby he hardly ever cried or fussed he was a very quite child. His parents thought nothing of it and just thought it was just luck.
His parents were proud people, stern even so much so that they wanted to see him challenged so that he wouldn't feel bored and just slack off and to prepare him for the outside world of being a shinobi. So his father began to tutor him about medical ninjutsu. His son was a some what gifted at it some would say it was like father like son but in some ways.His father continued to train him in medical ninjutsu and other ninjutsu. Now at the age of eight he entered into the academy and went on to graduate from it at the age of 12.
His father gave him books upon books of medicine and anatomy. Soon he had memorized most of the human body. He went on to become a chunin at the age of 16 He went on to become a fully fledged medical ninja. He was soon working at the Sound village's hospital treating people and going out on missions to help as a medic. He enjoyed helping people as a medic it gave him a sense of fulfillment.
But soon that fulfillment emptied out and he had a hunger for more intense satisfaction. He first started out by taking blood samples from the hospital from various kekkai genkai shinobi and was fascinated by there DNA structure. He soon became envious of there special abilities so much so that he himself wanted to try and experiment on people to see if it was possible to combine DNA with a none kekkai genkai shinobi and shinobi with special abilities.
He started off with just taking some homeless people at first. No one missed the homeless. For years he continued to do this and now at the age of twenty six he became a jounin. Some tests were successful but the test subjects were soon destroyed by him and there DNA was taken from them for further analysis. He was making progress and that was a good start for his fulfillment, but it was just not enough for his ego.
After two years of painstaking research he finally managed to be able to cross kekkai genkai abilities into ninja alone with a higher success rating. Most importantly he himself soon he would undergo the process To become a being of immense power. But he needed more DNA as the doctors at the hospital were putting tighter security over the blood finally noticing that some of there blood stores were finally starting to go missing. Sloppy work on his part but he would make up for it.
So he began to grave rob from various clans from the Sound village taking whatever DNA from various kekkai genkai shinobi he could find and replicating it into blood vessels.sadly there was a explosion in his lab from a leaky gas main and his research notes were lost as well as his equip[ment. Now he would have to start collecting and getting the equipment himself all over again.
RP Sample:Zanji lay within his secret laboratory within the outskirts of the land of Earth's on the border between that and the land of winds side of Amegakure about one hundred miles away from the meeting point. He stood in his operating room washing up his hands. He stood n a old abandoned and partially destroyed hospital. the walls lay in shambles and the building was not that sterile except for this room. Zanji sterilized this room for one simple purpose do do a little experimenting. The body on the table twitched and a sound of a groan escaped fro the body. His current where about's where currently unknown since most of the shinobi in the leave thought he was dead. After all he had given quite the performance and gave them a most convincing perfectly body of a human that had been surgically altered to look exactly like him down to the last detail. He even got rid of marks or traces of surgery on the body before hand.
The body twitched once again and stirred some more as Zanji put on some plastic rubber gloves on his hands.He then smiled and put on a surgical mask and Continued to hum slowly as he walked over to the operating table. He hummed inside his throat as he brought his fingers over the tray of medical instruments each finger caressing the instruments one at a time. He smiled as he grabbed a surgical mask and put it on. He reached for a needle filled with morphine just barely borderline of a lethal dose. the man on the table whimpered and tried to run away but he lay strapped to the table by his arms and legs and head. Zanji walked up to the man slowly and flicked the syringe to knock out any air bubble in the syringe he didn't want his patient to die just yet oh no he wanted to explore his insides first then when he was finished with him then he would allow the shinobi to die.
Zanji smiled underneath his mask as he held the needle up to the mans neck that was on the table. The tip of it just barely piercing the skin as he slowly stuck it in and pushed the plunger in injecting the man with the morphine. He slowly pulled the needle out of the mans neck and ceased his humming for the time being. This man was not going to go anywhere anytime soon. He was unsure if this shinobi had any special kekkai genkai or not but he would find out soon enough. He had removed the shinobi of all his personal items and anything else that might help him. Today was starting outta be a very fortuitous first he received a letter from the wife of the Tsuchikage who was interested in his special medical skills and wanted a meeting with him. And know he had a new toy to play with. He referred to people on the operating table as toys because that's all they were to him know things to play with break apart and reassemble. He sighed and grabbed a secondary needle and opened the eye lid of the man and slowly began to descend the needle to the center of the eye. As he was mere inches away from the eye he smiled and whispered into the man on the tables ear in a soothing voice "Don't worry I'm a doctor."
Zanji then plunged the needle filled with anesthesia and plunged the liquid into the mans circulatory system. He slowly pulled the needle out and watched as the man's eye lids fluttered and slowly drooped and shut themselves as the anesthesia worked its magic. He tossed the needles into a rubbish bin and smiled as he heard them land inside the bucket. He rubbed his hands together inside his mind and began to pace around the operating table slowly. He made the hand seal for the shadow clone jutsu. Immediately in a puff of smoke a perfect clone of zanji appeared wearing exactly the same clothing and same items he had on him. The clone slowly took off the gloves and smiled as he looked at the original Zanji. The original Zanji cracked his neck on his left and right and brought his attention to the clone. "Your to go to the meeting and strike a deal with this women give them my regards that i was unable to attend in person, And do not cause any problems you know what is at stake here should you fail." The clone bent down on one knee and nodded his head and quickly ran out of the room and out towards the exit of the building.
The original Zanji turned and brought his attention back to the sleeping man on the table. He slowly reached out and grabbed a scalpel and began to cut into the mans chest slowly and delicately yet almost in a art form. The delicate way he would hold his scalpel as he would cut into the man the way the blood splattered against his apron. He hummed to himself slowly and grabbed a suction tube and sucked up some of the blood. The warm red liquid sliding through the hose into a blood bag for personal study to induldge his hobby. This man would make a interesting addition since he was apart of the Hozuki clan.
