Post by Sarutobi Konohamaru on Sept 6, 2010 17:54:27 GMT -6
P E R S O N A L
Name: Sarutobi Konohamaru
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: B
Birthday: Dec 30
DNA: Evolved
F A M I L Y
Father: NA
Mother: NA
Siblings: None
Grandfather: Sarutobi Hiruzen
Uncle: Sarutobi Asuma
T A C T I C A L
Occupation: Kouya no Keisotsu [Wasteland-Exploring Soldiers] in Training
Team(if applies): 11
City/Dome: Konohagakure
Evolution (if applies): Wind manipulation
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 5’6’’ (173 cm)
Weight: 125/130 (56/58 kilos)
Hair: Dark Brunette
Eyes: Dark Brown
Body Type: Lean
Clothing: Standard Issue Kounokei
Explanation and/or Picture: Goggles; respirator; cloth pants (faded ash grey); lace up, standard edition light combat boots; shin guards; knee pad (left leg); leg strapped pistol holder (right leg) which attaches to a black belt; ribbed (under sided for comfort), whole arm bracers (segmented at the elbow and wrist for movement); military-green, short-sleeved hoodie with off-color frowny face on back; light Kevlar chest armor; two separate ‘butt’ pouches; black, long sleeved undershirt (to keep him lightweight); and poison ivy leaf green scarf
Casual: Hunter green overshirt; slate grey cotton undershirt; goggles (no matter what); Necklace with the Konohagakure symbol and nickle leaves; cargo shorts (dark grey); light running shoes; knee pad; belt
(no pictures to offer yet, sorry! D: )
W E A P O N S
Guns: Standard Issue Kounokei Assault Rifle; Desert Eagle (on some occasions)
Melee: Steel baseball bat
Other Equipment: Serrated combat knife (hidden inside handle of said baseball bat); swiss army knife (small); slingshot with stink-filled ammo pellets, acid pellets, and normal pellets
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Biggest influence is Naruto; very perverted; fiery attitude/somewhat cocky around other people; annoyed with his status as Hokage’s grandson, but Naruto saw him as someone he really is, not his status; goes all out to show who he is; independent; tries to succeed at everything he attempts; bumps heads with anyone who opposes him; only takes critiques from people he respects; speaks before he thinks, gets in trouble for doing so; not so quick to jump thoughtlessly into a fight, sometimes has to ‘pump’ self up before doing so; thinks about consequences before starting things/ but sometimes just starts without a whim; open with emotions, but more stoic than his younger self.
H I S T O R Y
He is the grandson of the counselor and is being trained as one as well, but he is raised like a ‘prince’, which he really hates, thus becoming a brat. He met Naruto and was literally put in place because of his bratty attitude. Went to normal school at 4-10 while being outside tutored by Ebisu for political purposes; met Naruto at age 8, and after some smart talking was kicked some sense into; and at 10 decided to join the Kounokei just like Naruto; specialized trained till 13 with team of Moegi and Udon as Team 11. Now 15, he is close to leaving the dome and is excited by the prospect of leaving the dome for the first time. The ‘family’ he is in does not personally approve of the fact that he is leaving the dome, thus creating a ruckus amongst them as his guardian wants to keep him in the dome until at least 17. Because of the decision he has really no control over, his days are usually spent hiding from the parental guardian and dreaming more and more of going outside to the distant land. While doing so, likes to stir up trouble amongst the civilians as well as train with his teammates.
(this is all I have now considering the vacant spots where Ebisu, Moegi, and Udon are)
O T H E R * I N F O
- Constantly tries to outdo Naruto since the two share a brotherly/rivalry sort of relationship.
- Never fully finishes his written assignments or assessments.
- Takes great joy in perusing through dirty, adulterated magazines with Naruto.
- After hearing the stories of these ‘raptorchicken’ beasts, he could care less for the creatures but wouldn’t pass up a chance to actually face one.
R O L E P L A Y * S A M P L E
He had been running for a good ten minutes, the muscles in his legs protesting from going any further as he kept treading. A heavy, broad shouldered kid had him on the run after being pelted pretty good on the side of his face with one of his ‘skunk’ pellets he had made. Honestly it was an accident; the kid was walking in his line of fire and managed to get hit instead of the can. After that, there were no negotiations and no going back as the boy was steaming and boiling hot with anger at the mistake. Konohamaru had only one word in the whole deal, "shit," and hauled off.
In a last ditch effort, he found a low hanging branch of a tree just a few feet away and caught it as he leapt towards it, swinging himself up and onto the branch to keep ascending until he could hear the cursing of the angry being a little less now. Looking down, he gave a wide, toothy smile and then pulled the bottom lid of his eye down, raspberrying the other and flipping him the finger as he was perched out of reach. With a loud cuss and fuss, the attacker took a rock into his hand and threw it up, only to miss Konohamaru by mere inches. Not too pleased by his lousy aim, he kept grabbing more and more, every one of them zipping past Konohamaru's body and head.
“I’d play some more with you chubby boy, but it seems you’re just too out of shape!” he yelled down triumphantly, his grin still wide. “I don’t see the fun in hanging around a lazy ass like you. Hope you can learn to climb!”
Glancing back at a building a few feet away, he rose into a crouch and got a running start towards the edge of the branch and used the weighted spring of the limb to cast him up and onto the roof with no problem.
Sweating and hot, he went a few ways off to finally sit down Indian style and catch his breath, laughing and feeling quite victorious and pleased with how lucky he was. Yeah, he could've totally taken on that kid, but by the looks of the thick arms (and rather large waist), one good punch to his own face and he was out. Wiping the sweat from his neck and face with his scarf, he leaned back comfortably and watched the diseased sky with little interest as he rested.
P L A Y E R * I N F O
Age: 18
Link to active web page: pikagurlxd.deviantart.com/ and yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/pikagurlxd/
RP Experience: About four or five years
Availability: Still in school/weekends from mid afternoon to late nights (times are 1p.m.- 8 p.m.)/ (11 a.m. - *possibly* 12 a.m.)
Name: Sarutobi Konohamaru
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Blood Type: B
Birthday: Dec 30
DNA: Evolved
F A M I L Y
Father: NA
Mother: NA
Siblings: None
Grandfather: Sarutobi Hiruzen
Uncle: Sarutobi Asuma
T A C T I C A L
Occupation: Kouya no Keisotsu [Wasteland-Exploring Soldiers] in Training
Team(if applies): 11
City/Dome: Konohagakure
Evolution (if applies): Wind manipulation
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 5’6’’ (173 cm)
Weight: 125/130 (56/58 kilos)
Hair: Dark Brunette
Eyes: Dark Brown
Body Type: Lean
Clothing: Standard Issue Kounokei
Explanation and/or Picture: Goggles; respirator; cloth pants (faded ash grey); lace up, standard edition light combat boots; shin guards; knee pad (left leg); leg strapped pistol holder (right leg) which attaches to a black belt; ribbed (under sided for comfort), whole arm bracers (segmented at the elbow and wrist for movement); military-green, short-sleeved hoodie with off-color frowny face on back; light Kevlar chest armor; two separate ‘butt’ pouches; black, long sleeved undershirt (to keep him lightweight); and poison ivy leaf green scarf
Casual: Hunter green overshirt; slate grey cotton undershirt; goggles (no matter what); Necklace with the Konohagakure symbol and nickle leaves; cargo shorts (dark grey); light running shoes; knee pad; belt
(no pictures to offer yet, sorry! D: )
W E A P O N S
Guns: Standard Issue Kounokei Assault Rifle; Desert Eagle (on some occasions)
Melee: Steel baseball bat
Other Equipment: Serrated combat knife (hidden inside handle of said baseball bat); swiss army knife (small); slingshot with stink-filled ammo pellets, acid pellets, and normal pellets
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Biggest influence is Naruto; very perverted; fiery attitude/somewhat cocky around other people; annoyed with his status as Hokage’s grandson, but Naruto saw him as someone he really is, not his status; goes all out to show who he is; independent; tries to succeed at everything he attempts; bumps heads with anyone who opposes him; only takes critiques from people he respects; speaks before he thinks, gets in trouble for doing so; not so quick to jump thoughtlessly into a fight, sometimes has to ‘pump’ self up before doing so; thinks about consequences before starting things/ but sometimes just starts without a whim; open with emotions, but more stoic than his younger self.
H I S T O R Y
He is the grandson of the counselor and is being trained as one as well, but he is raised like a ‘prince’, which he really hates, thus becoming a brat. He met Naruto and was literally put in place because of his bratty attitude. Went to normal school at 4-10 while being outside tutored by Ebisu for political purposes; met Naruto at age 8, and after some smart talking was kicked some sense into; and at 10 decided to join the Kounokei just like Naruto; specialized trained till 13 with team of Moegi and Udon as Team 11. Now 15, he is close to leaving the dome and is excited by the prospect of leaving the dome for the first time. The ‘family’ he is in does not personally approve of the fact that he is leaving the dome, thus creating a ruckus amongst them as his guardian wants to keep him in the dome until at least 17. Because of the decision he has really no control over, his days are usually spent hiding from the parental guardian and dreaming more and more of going outside to the distant land. While doing so, likes to stir up trouble amongst the civilians as well as train with his teammates.
(this is all I have now considering the vacant spots where Ebisu, Moegi, and Udon are)
O T H E R * I N F O
- Constantly tries to outdo Naruto since the two share a brotherly/rivalry sort of relationship.
- Never fully finishes his written assignments or assessments.
- Takes great joy in perusing through dirty, adulterated magazines with Naruto.
- After hearing the stories of these ‘raptorchicken’ beasts, he could care less for the creatures but wouldn’t pass up a chance to actually face one.
R O L E P L A Y * S A M P L E
He had been running for a good ten minutes, the muscles in his legs protesting from going any further as he kept treading. A heavy, broad shouldered kid had him on the run after being pelted pretty good on the side of his face with one of his ‘skunk’ pellets he had made. Honestly it was an accident; the kid was walking in his line of fire and managed to get hit instead of the can. After that, there were no negotiations and no going back as the boy was steaming and boiling hot with anger at the mistake. Konohamaru had only one word in the whole deal, "shit," and hauled off.
In a last ditch effort, he found a low hanging branch of a tree just a few feet away and caught it as he leapt towards it, swinging himself up and onto the branch to keep ascending until he could hear the cursing of the angry being a little less now. Looking down, he gave a wide, toothy smile and then pulled the bottom lid of his eye down, raspberrying the other and flipping him the finger as he was perched out of reach. With a loud cuss and fuss, the attacker took a rock into his hand and threw it up, only to miss Konohamaru by mere inches. Not too pleased by his lousy aim, he kept grabbing more and more, every one of them zipping past Konohamaru's body and head.
“I’d play some more with you chubby boy, but it seems you’re just too out of shape!” he yelled down triumphantly, his grin still wide. “I don’t see the fun in hanging around a lazy ass like you. Hope you can learn to climb!”
Glancing back at a building a few feet away, he rose into a crouch and got a running start towards the edge of the branch and used the weighted spring of the limb to cast him up and onto the roof with no problem.
Sweating and hot, he went a few ways off to finally sit down Indian style and catch his breath, laughing and feeling quite victorious and pleased with how lucky he was. Yeah, he could've totally taken on that kid, but by the looks of the thick arms (and rather large waist), one good punch to his own face and he was out. Wiping the sweat from his neck and face with his scarf, he leaned back comfortably and watched the diseased sky with little interest as he rested.
P L A Y E R * I N F O
Age: 18
Link to active web page: pikagurlxd.deviantart.com/ and yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/pikagurlxd/
RP Experience: About four or five years
Availability: Still in school/weekends from mid afternoon to late nights (times are 1p.m.- 8 p.m.)/ (11 a.m. - *possibly* 12 a.m.)