Juki, Kyoichi

General Information

Name: Juki, Kyoichi

Nickname: Kyo

Age:
24

Gender: Male

Looks: Refer to Sig

Personality:
Kyoichi, on the outside, is a dark, humorous individual in and out of
combat and likes to talk, but prefers usually to think instead of talk
unless he meets someone with either a good sense of humor or high
intelligence. Other then that, he seems like a nice guy with some good
ideas and bad past.

He can remain completely emotionless during a
battle, and prefers to do this so he doesn't have remorse later.
Sometimes he is reminded of his family during a battle, he turns almost
demonic and force lightning tends to shoot off of his lightsaber
randomly.On the inside, he doesn't know whether to grief or get revenge,
kill or commit suicide, steal or give, destroy or create. He's an
emotionless, confused and lonely person, but he's never met anyone that
could bring out that side of him.

Weapons:

Name of Weapon:RuJuki (Red Demon in English)
Powers:
The sword, when handled by Kyoichi or any of his kin,(Son, daughter)
has the ability to grant the user complete and utter immunity to fire,
heat or explosions of any kind unless it has a major amount of chakra in
the flame, example would be a S-ranked ninjutsu or possibly A-ranked.
The reason behind this is that it was forged with chakra that was
combined with an odd water. This is where the odd part comes in. If it
is handled by anyone that doesn't have Kyoichi's finger print, hand
bacteria, and DNA then it doesn't activate and acts as a simple sword.
History:
Forged in his original village that was the Juki clan compound that is
hidden from the rest of the world, Kyoichi bought it at the local
weapons store. He's had it since then.
How you got it:
Bought it.

Rank: S-ranked Criminal

Village: None

Known jutsus

8 Jutsu

Name: Numbing
Rank: B-rank
Type: Genjutsu
Description: This
numbs the user, but in a non harming way. Instead of making it harder to
use the body, this make it so the user can feel no pain, used if badly
wounded or being tortured.

Name: Fire Dragon
Rank: S-rank
Type: Ninjutsu -Fire
Description:
This jutsu creates a huge nine headed dragon. This dragon could easily
go through a village's gates and take a chunk out of the village itself.
The fire is almost lava to the touch.


Name: Earth control
Rank:
A-rank
Type: Ninjutsu -Earth
Description: This allows the user to
control earth. Though difficult to master, it is a powerful jutsu. It
also has limits. It is mostly used only if needed.

Name: Fire
defense
Rank: A-rank
Type: Ninjutsu -Fire
Description: This
acts sort of what Garaa of the desert had with his sand. A few things
different though. Kyoichi has to active it himself and mentally tell it
to move, but it remains passively burning on his fire-proof clothing.

Name: Numb stab
Rank: A-rank
Type: Ninjutsu
Description: This
jutsu was made for sword combat. A slash of the sword infused with the
jutsu will numb the opponent's body part they hit. Hitting the chest
and/or head can be deadly as to affect fully numb the heart and brain,
and major arteries. Chakra leaks off of the sword and enters the body
through the wound and wraps around nerves, choking off feeling. If
stabbing near the brain, such as the ear or neck, it goes inside of the
brain and messes with certain chemicals, sending mix messages to the
brain so it's impossible to control the victims movements for a few
seconds. If stabbed near the heart, the chakra enters the heart,
blocking off one chamber of the four chambers in the heart, giving
someone a heart attack instantaneously.

Name: Broken heart
Rank: S-rank
Type: Genjutsu
Description: The
user is shown who they love most, then it shows a picture of themselves
killing the person. Over and over. After it starts getting to the
person, the person starts talking and saying things to the Victim. This
goes on until it starts driving the person insane. And the final step
shows that person kill the victim. This seems to last for about ten or
fifteen minutes, but truly about five minutes in the real world.

Name: Master Chakra Control
Rank: S-rank
Type: Kinjutsu
(Forbidden)
Description: This jutsu allows to use chakra as a force
instead of a power source. Example. The user can make a sword out of
pure chakra. This would allow even the slightest cut able to pierce
skin. It let's the user do almost whatever they can think of with
chakra. It is a mix of telekinesis and the force from star wars. This
jutsu can only last until the user faces extreme pain, loses enough
chakra to sustain it, or when the user chooses to end it by severing the
chakra connection.

Other
information

Background Information: Kyoichi was born into a family of a caring, naturally protecting mother
that wanted nothing more then her young boy to succeed in life and find a
nice wife, have kids and live peacefully. His father wanted his son to
grow up to be written in the history books as a changer of the world. By
defeating the rouge shinobi that were running wild across the world,
looking to destroy this beautiful world of ours. Of course, his mother's
wish would never come true, because at age two and a half. His mother
died of child birth, trying to have a second baby and the child ended up
dying because the umbilical cord got wrapped around it's neck, choking
it to death.

Kyoichi wasn't old enough to understand death, but
he did cry for awhile, screaming mommy. His father ignored his cries,
for the first few days. But after awhile he joined a shinobi team a week
later. Leaving Kyoichi with the mothers' side of the family, which was a
shinobi clan at the time. The Juki's. He was left with an uncle and
aunt, who had one other child that was his cousin was a boy, and was a
bit younger. The first few months away from his father and mother tore
his world apart. Crying himself to sleep every other night. Ignoring
everybody except his uncle. He noticed that he was much kinder and
gentle then his aunt. Kyo stopped crying by the age of three, and
started interacting with other people again.

At age 13, after
many years of schooling he dropped out, getting a job at a weapons shop.
After all of this time, he realized that his father was now high up in
the shinobi world. And he knew now that his uncle was a secret rouge
shinobi, his aunt didn't know. But the two boys did. Kyoichi looked at
his uncle like he was the coolest guy ever. After a few months working
at the weapons shop, he bought a small katana. Saying that he was
picking it up and paying for it for his uncle. The weapons master nodded
and fetched it off the wall. His uncle got one of the boys to buy the
weapons for him. Too risky if he went there himself and his wife found
out. And after he tricked the blacksmith, he started training with it.
When his uncle caught him trying to cut a apple in half with it, he
struck Kyo for the first time in his life. Said nothing, and left him
be. He was confused, and hurt. He felt as if this was a new punishment.

After
a week or two, he began training with it again. He began cutting
branches and apples. His uncle didn't seem to notice. His strength
slowly started to build, and soon he was quick and could use the blade
easily. When his uncle caught him the second time, he stuck him, and
then again. Kyoichi yelled at him " Stop!" His uncle went to hit him
again, Kyoichi swung his sword at him. The elder disarmed him in a few
seconds. He then let Kyoichi go, and said. " Do you want me to teach you
how to fight?" Kyoichi was surprised for a second, but quickly agreed.
He picked up his sword and he took out a sword equal to Kyoichi's. They
both began sparring every other day in the wood shed.

After a few
months of sparring, and the learning of taijutsu and ninjutsu, his
uncle began starting to tire after fights, and he began getting a
scratch or two from his own sword. One night, his uncle sat down with
him and looked him in the eye. " I can't teach you anymore about
fighting. Even though I am better then you, I have much more experience.
Something you'll gain when you join your own Shinobi team." He paused,
then continued. " What do you want to learn from me?"

Over the
next few years, his uncle taught him everything he needed to know about
being a shinobi. He taught him laws, ways to travel off the beaten road,
of a few current rouge shinobi's that were famous. And he lightly
touched the topic of shinobi history. They sparred every few days to
keep Kyoichi's mind sharp, and Kyoichi practiced his jutsu whenever he
could. Kyo continued his job in the weapons shop, learning about local
shinobi in his clan, what kind of weapons there were and how to haggle.
He learned his now famous cunning from these years of his life. His
uncle had managed to teach him the fire element and earth element after
four or five years of training.

When he was finally 20, he had
received the weapons shop in the will of the dead owner. Owed a scroll
to the wrong type of shinobi. And to his surprise, he also left the
scroll with him. His uncle was gone now, his rouge shinobi ways had
called for another mission. After a few weeks, the gold he received from
the weapons shop was in a trunk in his room. Buying what was needed,
and keeping a good pool of the profits. It was good work. He was gaining
enough money to live a month off a weeks salary. When the shinobi that
had killed the owner heard this, they came into the store and demanded
all of his money, plus the scroll that he had, otherwise they would burn
and kill his family. Kyoichi pulled his own katana out of the case, and
said. " Try me, motherfucker."

The rouge shinobi left the shop
to start killing his aunt and cousin, and looting the scroll. Kyoichi
was left with two of the other shinobi. He jumped over the counter, when
the two armed themselves with a huge axe, and the other had a hammer.
When they both swung at him Kyoichi ducked, stabbing the hammer man in
the gut. It pierced him, going out the other end, but it got stuck in
his body when he fell on the ground. Screaming in pain. The other man
smirked, and swung his axe down at Kyoichi's head. Kyo used both arms in
an X to block it on the hilt before the metal came down to end him.
Kyoichi kicked him in the legs until he tripped, and he disarmed him.
Taking the axe, he decapitated his enemy before the man could rise. He
dropped the gory weapon and got his katana back. Running out of the
store, he headed toward his aunts' house.

But alas, he is not
superman. For he was too late. His once peaceful home was burning with
his aunt and cousin inside of the house, their faint screams of pain
could be heard from outside of the house. The rouge shinobi laughed,
holding the scroll, but then saw Kyoichi and gave a sickened glare. "
You little weasel. Still alive?!" He slipped the scroll into a wooden
box and disappeared for a second, then reappeared, and pulled his sword
from his case. " Come get me!" Kyoichi looked from him, to the burning
house. A part of it collapsed, the fire roaring with delight. Then,
looking back at the man, he let out a blood chilling yell, his shinobi
blood unleashing itself. The rouge shinobi laughed, and Kyoichi ran at
an unmatchable speed, his katana in his right hand. Taking his weapon
and raising it above his head, he stabbed the man through the chest on
impact to him. He stopped laughing, and grabbed the sword by the hilt,
blood forming at his lip. Kyoichi toppled over him and began beating the
life out of the shinobi. Even when his skin grew pale, a pool of blood
under him, Kyoichi continued beating on his face. To the point where he
knuckles bled, and cartilage stuck out. He beat him until the pain in
his hands became too great and he heard another shinobi yell at him. His
vision flickered, no longer feeling anything, and the only sound he
could hear is the fire flickering and snapping in the background. Then
his head hitting the ground, and his eyes closed.

Pain... the
first thing he felt. Pain. Voices. Where am I?... " Where am I?" More
pain. Hurt to talk. He heard a reply, but his ears couldn't find words
in them. His vision flickered to life, and a man was standing over him,
dressed in a black shinobi outfit. " Can you..me?" Kyoichi shook his
head, too tired to even talk. His throat hoarse and dry. After a few
hours, he found out from the man in the black shinobi outfit was from
the nearby clan, and that his aunt, cousin and home had burned. He still
had his sword. Plus the weapons shop. After a few days of recovery, he
was released with his hands healed all but the scars. Kyoichi shook his
head, crying softly. He headed toward his uncles wood shed. The only
thing that didn't burn.


He rummaged through his uncles
things, trying to find something to take with him to remind him of his
now in past life. He knew what he would become. A rouge shinobi. He
trained for it his entire life, he knew how to do it. Plus, he knew
there were more shinobi like this, people who kill in cold blood for
money. He could get a swing at them before they could kill anyone else.
When he was about to give up, his hand hit a box, it seemed wooden. He
pulled it out, and blowed the dust off it. It seemed to have a small
lock on it. Kyoichi opened it by smashing it against the ground. When he
opened it, there was a scroll laying in it. It was a jutsu scroll.

Kyoichi
looked at the scroll. Picking it up, he examination it. Without another
second of hesitation, he opened it. It had a S-rank fire jutsu in it,
and saw that it was from his uncle. He wanted to learn it, but knew he
couldn't. He had never learned a S-rank jutsu in his life. But something
told him to try it. And he did. Standing up and doing the seals a few
times, he got a handle on it. Then, he tried summoning the fire from his
belly. Mixing chakra with the force inside of him, he tried and tried
to push it out. For a few seconds, he felt nothing. Then it hit him, and
he opened his mouth, suddenly it was burning. And fire came out! Pure,
fire! He screamed with himself, trying to cool off his mouth. When he
tried to summon saliva, more fire came. Which he spit out again, which
caused the shed to catch on fire. But Kyoichi was too busy with his
burning mouth to realize the entire shed was burning around him. With a
mix of pain and shock, he blacked out.

.... More voices.. He
could only make out a few. The pain was gone, but he heard. "
Pains...heart..such...good guy." Then a female voice. A very familiar
voice. " He recently lost.... Took his own...burning himself...live..."
It was like he was in a small room, and even though it was stuffy he
wasn't hot. He was stiff, but too tired to move. After a few more
minutes of mindless sad chatter, he fell asleep.

BOOM, a noise
woke Kyoichi. He suddenly looked around, unable to see anything. It felt
as if his lungs were burning. Not from fire though, from lack of air.
He tried to kick the wall in front of him, but to no avail. When he
frantically lashed out at the wall, fire came to each of his hands. At
first he freaked out, trying to swat it away. But it wasn't hurting him.
He was amazed, had he finally been able to use the fire element? Even
if he did, he still needed to punch the wall down so he could breath.
So, he let the wall have a good one, and the wood snapped in half. He
tried to climb out, but soil and bugs blocked his entrance. What the
hell? Kyoichi was clueless of what was going on. He used his fiery hands
to dig through the soil, trying to get above it. Kyoichi reached the
top of the soil, and punched through it. He pulled the ground apart,
putting his head out into the air. He sucked in the oxygen. " I
fucking...Love...trees!" He climbed out of the hole, and looked around,
breathing heavy. He realized he was in the local grave yard. Kyoichi
looked at the tombstone he was next to.

HERE LIES KYOICHI
Died
at age 20, he burned himself alive in his uncles wood shed, this young
man had recently lost his aunt and cousin...

Kyoichi had read no
more. " They thought I was dead..." He stood, looking in the hole he had
climbed from. " They buried me alive?!" Kyoichi felt like screaming.
Without hesitation, he began running to the chapel. They always show the
recently dead's belongings on display before giving them away. He
needed to get his weapons and get the hell out of this place.

Kyoichi
busted through the chapels doors, heading for the display room. He ran
up and melted the glass in the display case, taking his katana while
still having his hands on fire. Surprisingly, it didn't melt. That's
good. He went for his fire jutsu scroll when he heard a voice. " Who's
there?! A thief!! How dare you steal the recently deceased belongings!"
He head footsteps toward him, he grabbed his katana and stabbed the man
in his chest, without even looking at him, then kicking him to the
floor. Turning and grabbing his scroll, he was about to run out when he
heard a faint voice call his name. Kyoichi slipped the scroll into his
pocket and headed to the fallen body. He then saw the in shock, tear
fallen man of his childhood with a stab wound in his chest. His uncle.

He
dropped to his knees, heading for the wound, but his uncle grabbed his
hand and looked him in the eye. " I knew I should've never snuck up on
such a fine shinobi as yourself." Kyoichi looked his uncle in the eye,
tears dripping wildly. " I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I.. mean I... I didn't
know." His uncle nodded and spoke softly. " Not your fault, I shouldn't
have walked up to you..-" His uncle coughed out blood, it was now
dribbling off his chin. " I love you Kyoichi, like my own son. You were
always destined to do great things." Kyoichi rested his head in his
uncles chest, crying without control. Kyoichi shook his head, then
looked at his uncle in the eyes " Uncle, I-"He saw that his uncle was
looking at the ceiling, a pool of his blood on the carpet. Kyoichi
didn't and couldn't leave, not without burying his uncle. He took a
spade and picked up his uncle, heading toward his own grave.

He
left the Juki clan town after that, and let the people of the town
believe that they had all died. He soon turned to being a criminal, and
made it up to S-ranked before cooling down with his crimes and choosing
Konoha as a hangout village. He never broke one crime while there, so
most of the ANBU and hunter nin don't notice him, and the few that do
are easily bribed.

RP
Sample: The cold wind snapped at his pink skin, the light and fluffy snow
picking up all around him, then hitting his face and melting
instantaneously. The snow made an effective low visibility environment
for an easy kill. The snow stinged his body as his feet treaded through
the snow, arms wrapped around his chest in a hugging manner to keep
warm. He continued walking slowly against the harsh wind until he saw
heat with his Myoume. He pulled his short katana out of it's case.
Holding it tightly, the man in black clothing shot over to the group of
shinobi in a flash of chakra and speed.

He ran up behind the first one, jabbing his katana through his chest,
then kicking him in the leg bringing him to his knees. The other four
quickly reacted when they heard their comrades' final yell of pain,
turning and pulling out katanas. The man in black moved so quick he
forgot his blade in the mans' chest, as he moved to the second man and
wrapped his hand around the seconds' head, grabbing his chin and pulling
back with all of his strength. The loud snapping of his spine could be
easily heard over the storm, and the man in black looked to the other
three. All with drawn katanas and in a shinobi fighting positions. The
man could tell they didn't know what to do now that the leader was dead.
He cracked his neck and brought his hands up slowly, as to motion for
the three to attack him.

With his Myoume on, he couldn't see the expressions on their faces, but
he could tell by their movement that they were scared shitless. As two
came at him at the same time with lightning speed, the third attempted
to disappear in the snow and come up behind the man. The man in black
side-stepped out of the way of a jab and quickly jerked his head to the
right as a katana barely got one of his hairs on his head. He grabbed
the hands of the jabbing katana shinobi and rammed the hilt into his
stomach, then wrapped his hand around his neck and pulled him in front
of the man in black like a meat shield.

The fourth, unable to see in the snowy storm, stabs his comrade in the
heart trying to get the man in black. He pushes the third down the
fourths' katana all the way to the hilt and jams the katana in his
partner. The man in black then pulled a kunai out, and swiftly jabbed
the fourth in the neck, taking out his aorta and causing both men to
fall to the ground, blood spilling from their corpses. The final man had
finally found the man in black and saw that the rest the of the hunter
nin to be dead. The man in black was pulling his katana from the
leaders' corpse as the final man cried out a battle cry as he lifted the
katana over his head and quickly brought it down to the man in blacks'
neck.

He silently ducked, shoved his katana under his shoulder, and managed to
stab the man through the stomach. He shoved it deeper into the wound
and pierced the other side of the man's skin, making a double entree
wound. The man stood, turning off his Myoume and his eyes turned from
completely black to light blue with a pupil. The man was now on his
knees, as the man in black smirked, turning around and resting a hand on
the mans' chin as the dying hunter nin stared emptily at nothing,
bleeding out.

"Don't worry, you'll see your friends soon enough."

He ripped out his katana from his stomach and kicked him over, slipping
his bloody katana into his case and stepping over the bodies and
disappearing into the storm, leaving the red covered bodies to rot on
the beautiful, fluffy snow.

Umm, because I do not have fire user genes your denying a jutsu?

Also, your personal kekkei genkai shouldn't have anything to do to a jutsu that I made years ago. You cannot simply decline something because it's similar to something you made.

oOc: Do you not remember me I'm Akushumi/Rave Ninja

Yes, Kyo I am because no person has ever shown that kind of control over fire unless they are very adapt at controling an element and you have given no evidence of that.

And as for the kekkei genkei thing you are also right. The reason being is because of the same reason why I would not approve a rip off of sharingan that is exactly the same but with a new name. My clan is the only example of someone capable of white hot flames and the only person closer to lava is the Jinchuriki who controls the Yonbi.

OOC: Sorry, I don't have the greatest memory.

Well, currently, Kyoichi is a S-rank criminal, a very very powerful character. I also didn't say it was lava, simply that it had equivalent traits as lava, it isn't actually lava, it's simply as hot or a little less hot as lava. I don't think it's too ridiculous to have a jutsu that could possibly take either most of Kyoichi's chakra or all of his chakra and only take out a piece village wall and very small part of the actual village.

As for the fire control, having fire user genes doesn't give you the ability to use fire at an extreme level, it simply allows you to use it without using as much chakra versus someone like Kyoichi. And they are not white or green or blue flames, there are red and orange.