"Ah! You're really injured... someone call a medic!"
Name: Lysero Shurajo
Nickname: Marufuji
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Village: Kirigakure
Village Rank: Genin
Skill Rank: D
Height:5'7"
Weight: 145 lbs
Hair color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Looks Image: Lysero
Looks Description:
Lysero is a boy of average height and average weight for his age. He has sea blue eyes which stare with determination and faith, and ebony black hair which curls messily in all directions if not looked after. His skin is pale to the point he sometimes appears as if he's made of an inorganic material, or that he never allows his skin to be touched by the sun's rays.
His most noticeable article of clothing is his white and blue jacket complete with a hood. The hood has peculiar attachments to it which appear to look like giant rabbit ears.
He wears blue pants held by a silver belt, and leather shoes instead of the traditional sandals.
Personality Description: Lysero is a boy as innocent as the bunny ears on his jacket portrays. He doesn't wish to hurt anyone beyond what's needed, and gets in a fuss all the time over injuries of his teammates. He values the lives of others over himself, and so will often prioritize supporting others over his own well-being; albeit quaking from fear while doing so.
He can be pretty shy or even anti-social at times. In a situation not involving combat, he often wears his hood to feel safer and more protected from any negative comments that might reach him.
He is, however, terrified of being hurt. Not only for the sake of the pain, but because it can also seriously harm others as well due to his Kekkei Genkai.
He has a bit of a phobia towards blood, and the sight of his own blood can sometimes drive him to a more malicious will should he experience the intensity of combat through it all. As a coping mechanism to deal with the fear he feels, he invigorates himself and becomes less scared of the events going on around him.
Likes:
- Rabbits: His strange obsession over rabbits is one he developed on his own. He can't stand how cute, cuddly and innocent they look. Despite this, he's never had his own rabbit, but really wants one some day.
- Rain: It gives him a serene, nostalgic feeling for reasons he can't quite explain. He loves to take walks in the rain with his hood on, taking in all around him. He feels like the only person in the world that matters for but a brief moment.
- Beef: Though he keeps his love for food a mystery mostly, stoic in the face of most meals presented to him, he can't resist any type of beef. He will immediately devour anything edible of the beef variety in a disturbing, monstrous way. His love for beef cannot be expressed with mortal words.
Dislikes:
- His own blood: He fears and hates seeing his own blood, to the point it brings out a darkness and anger in him he barely realizes at times. Not just out of the fact that his blood can harm others, but it also just stems from the simpler thought that bleeding means he's hurt. And in danger of that amount of visible blood increasing.
- Sour food: Why does it exist? He can't stand the bitter flavors in his mouth upon consumption of something sour.
- Aggression: He can't deal with aggressive people at all. He'll shudder or cower when shouted at, and becomes unnerved at the reckless actions of such people.
Catch Phrases:
"I just... can't... bleed...!"
"Ah! You're hurt bad! Gah, where's my scalpel...?"
"You underestimate the ability of a rabbit in a corner... let me show you."
Nindo: To never turn a blind eye to one in need.
Element Affinity: Water
Sub Element Affinity: -
History: Lysero is a boy of regular origins, for the most part. Loving family, healthy body, no deaths to think of... just a normal member of the Takano family.
However, his perspective on life changed one day at 9 years old. He was sparring with a classmate when he let his guard down and received a brutal punch to the face. He bled, and blood splattered on his sparring partner. At first all was normal, but then the boy felt sick and eventually collapsed.
He was told by his parents later that day when questioned that he was adopted. His real last name was Shurajo, and he was dropped off one night when he was still an infant by a mysterious cloaked man who instructed them to never explain Lysero's origins unless he found out himself.
He didn't take it well, and dropped out of the academy. He spent the next few years trying to come to terms with his blood powers, but the constant dirty looks and condescending glances merely shot his self esteem down even further. He began hiding himself with hooded clothes and trying to avert attention away from how he looked.
He would often find himself the target of bullies for his submissive nature and his lack of determination to finish the academy. Each fight he got in ended the same. Lysero allows himself to be hit, bullies get trace amounts of blood on them after a severe enough beating, and then feel sick enough to pass out or vomit after continuous exposure to Lysero's blood.
He obtained a reputation among academy children as a quitter that beats on anyone he makes eye contact with. They claimed he had a curse due to his unusual way of making people sick or harming them by merely being in his presence.
Which was entirely inaccurate, of course. But Lysero's words mattered little to sway people's opinions of him. He was seen as a drop out that hated and hurt anyone who tried to get close to him. He developed a bit of an anti-social personality during this time.
Anyone he approached moved away, and anyone who got in close fled if he so much as blinked at them. He isn't as able and ready to socialize as he once was, as well, and is very self conscious of all aspects of himself. He tries to hide his face, and has attained a goal of bleeding as little as possible in any given situation; for more reasons than just safety of himself, but for that of those around him.
He rejoined the academy a year ago, and finished his studies there recently. Not a soul other than the teacher would come near him after hearing the rumors that had undoubtedly spread throughout the village's youth by now.
He now awaits acceptance into a squad as a Genin, hoping his reputation is either unknown or forgotten among his new peers.
RP Sample:
Rain. It was a constantly decreasing sight as of recent. The hooded boy enjoyed the view, seeing the rain contribute to the mist already present throughout the village. He stood atop the roof of the academy building, dressed brightly as he always was. The ears of his hood were drooping from the weight of the rain piling on, and so made him look like a depressed rabbit from behind.
His oceanic eyes were in a trance, watching the water fall to the ground, making the rhythmic thud they always did when they impacted upon the earth. Thousands of weak pieces individually stood together to create a force enough to push people away from its touch... such a thought gave the young boy hope for what would await him.
"So... tomorrow is the day when I'm assigned to a team, huh?"
He clenched his fists.
"Don't disappoint them. Just... don't bleed."
With that thought in his head, he fell back, laying down. He let the increasing amount of rain pelt his half-hooded face as it would anyone else, and closed his eyes.
