General Information
Name: Kaito Daichi, "The Cellist Killer"
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Rank: None
Looks: Dark hair which is cut military style, brown eyes are covered with glasses for his near-sightedness. His facial appearance is unremarkable in every respect. He is neither tall or short, heavy or skinny; he is the epitome of average looks. You can find anyone who looks like Kaito, anywhere at any time. The only thing about him that is unusual is his clothes. He wears a grey tunic with sleeves and gray pants which end at his ankles. Bandages cover his hands and feet instead of shoes or gloves. A cello case which holds a cello and books is strapped to his back. (For picture look at Avatar).
Village: None
Personal Information
Likes: Chocolate, reading, thinking, napping, classical music, playing the cello, and killing
Dislikes: Vegetarians, uncultured barbarian, cheese, blood, ninjas, and hot weather.
Personality toward other people: A self-taught cello player and killer, it is a wonder out of what social conditions did such a personage come to exist in. Such thoughts have occupied Kaito’s mind for most of his life. You say hello to him, and he regards you with silence and a look which makes you feel insignificant and small. It is not within Kaito to be very social; instead he studies you like you would an ant.
Skills
Element(s): None
Weapons: A long knife with a hook blade, great for tearing and ripping flesh.
Jutsu: None
Background/RP Sample
Background: The birth of Kaito Daichi and the subsequent death of his mother who was raped by rogue ninja would even have Freud rolling in his sleep at the missed opportunity. Growing up for Kaito, required him to scavenge, steal, and kill among the wilderness between the ninja villages. Despite this animalistic existence, he had an inquisitive mind and enjoyed reading whatever he had stolen from the various caravan traders and travelers. It was one of these raids which elicited a beautiful cello and some sheet music; there was something to that instrument which drew Kaito to it. A certain element of elegance to the contours of the body and the dark wood captivated Kaito. Thankfully, I will stop writing about that beautiful instrument and continue on with the story. Years have past and Kaito has mastered writing, grammar, his cello, reading, and the art of killing. Unsatisfied with his accomplishments so far, Kaito begins his trek across the continent.
RP Sample: (If above Chunnin)
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