Account transfer from -ITAMI-
Basics! Name: Kirito Strafe
Age: 16
Birthdate: 10/7
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: D-Rank Ronin
Village: Wandering Ninja [ Ronin ]
Clan: Seidra
Element(s): Fuuton ~ S
Specialties: Kenjutsu ~ S || Ninjutsu ~ C
Special Characteristics:Name: Advanced Chakra Color
Type: Non-Combat
Description: This person's base chalkra color is black if it comes their right hand, white if it comes from their left.
Name: Untrained Sensor
Type: Combat
Requirements: None
Ability Tier: 1
Minimum Rank: D
Description: Either via the user's clan, or just a personal ability; they are able to sense the presence and chakra of other creatures with far more ability then a normal person would. At this level, the ability is highly untrained and very weak; allowing only minimal ability to sense. Basically useless at this level.
Appearance!
Height: 172 cm
Weight: 59 kg
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Grey
General Description: Kirito's clothes consist of black pants with a black belt that had a large silver buckle, a black V-necked shirt that was worn underneath a black trench-coat with gray lining going down the sleeves and black boots with silver plates to protect his shins. He has a silver plate worn on his coat, which was on his left side, and a pair of black finger-less gloves. He wears a strap, that goes over his right shoulder and under it to wrap around his left side, that holds his weapons. His hair is long, but still neat. It doesn't get in his face.
About You!
Personality: Kirito is someone who is not good with words, and can be quite direct. This is due to him not having many friends and closing others off because of his love for battle. As such, he can come off as a rude person to others. Sometimes, he actually seems to enjoy angering and teasing people as well. Also, from time to time, Kirito can be quite overconfident thinking he can do things others can not. He is almost always a calm and collected person, rarely showing any signs of distress. He has shown different moods throughout his life; at times being rather cheerful, while being gloomy at others. When in a battle, he becomes incredibly fierce and aggressive. Sometimes, his fierceness is up to the point where he loses control of himself and is even unable to recall what he had done. However, Kirito is actually a kind person who is just misunderstood. He also comforts others who are scared or down. These kind of acts have earned him respect and affection from many girls. Kirito is nice when you get to know him, but can seem like a mean guy or rude if you take everything he says to heart.
Likes: Kirito likes to be alone, and just listen to his own thoughts. Although he seems like a person who would love death and destruction, he truthfully just likes to care for things. If he sees one of the few friends he ever makes in trouble, he will push himself to the point of death just to get a chance to save them, never giving up. Although Kirito would give almost anything to save his friend, he is not stupid. If a friend fell off a bridge he would not jump in to save him, but he will kill whoever pushed them.
Dislikes: Kirito hates people who get in his face. Although he tries to be a pacifist, when someone keeps poking at him and never leaves him alone about his hair or eyes. When someone does this once, he tells them to stop. The second time someone does it, he yells, and loses his cool. The third time someone would do this he would fight them for that reason, even if they are his friend. If they hurt him even a tiny bit, he will begin to go all out, activating his secret techniques and speeding toward them and going for vital spots. If someone harms his friend, he freaks out and attacks even more.
Motivations: Kirito gets motivated by only a few things. One of those is if his few friends are in trouble in any way. If this were to happen, he would make sure to give all of his attention and effort toward saving them. The second motivation of his is when someone challenges him. If anyone has the guts to challenge someone like him, they must not know what they are doing. They obviously didn't know that he had a strong will. They won't be able to stop him until they break every bone in his body, or cause him to die.
Fears: Kirito only fears a few things. When he makes a friend, he will hold them very dear to his heart and fear if anything even comes close to harming them. He is also afraid of being left and abandoned by his family or friends, and usually gets nervous at the thought of being alone. Kirito's biggest fears are when someone is extremely strong and dodges his techniques with ease. If they break through his attacks, he freaks out and either panics or fights all out, combining his jutsu with his swords to create techniques that cause a maximum amount of damage to his opponent. Although all these fears scare him senseless, they are also large motivators when it comes to pushing himself to the limit to win a fight. If he isn't willing to take risks, then he will never be able to become a powerful ninja. Because of this, Kirito resolved to flee only when necessary.
History: On a warm day in June, there was pain, although it was followed by joy. A small baby being born to a Strafe household was the event of that day, the sixth of June. A small boy was born, with red fuzz on top of his head, which made him look like he would be a red-headed boy growing up. The mother held the baby with shaking arms, recovering from the pain she just undertook for the birth of this baby boy. She named her son Kirito. Growing up, the boy had a loving family of a father and a mother. They would cook together, eat together, and do everything as one happy family. His dad taught him ninja skills, as he was far away from any academy to learn from a sensei. Teaching Kirito basic techniques, he picks up his dad's techniques easily. The, his father showed him his favorite jutsu of all, what he called the Eclipse. What his father would do, was do a series of cuts and slashes so fast, he could hardly keep track of it. He said that this jutsu would help him beat stronger opponents, and that someday Kirito would have it too. He wanted it right that moment, but his father said no to him. He said that in order to get it, he would have to train hard for many days and nights. His father taught him more sword techniques when he was aging to 15, continuing to learn until he was 16. Proud of his new jutsu, something terrible happened to his mother.
Kirito pressed his hand on his forehead, seeing that his mother was falling ill. Asking her what was wrong, she wouldn't respond. After her death, his father changed a large amount. He went from being the compassionate father he used to be, and began to drink and blame things on him. One day, Kirito was so fed up with his father, he marched right out of the door and didn't look back. Walking into a dense forest of some sort, he would not look back to his old home. Pushing aside giant vines and leaves, Kirito walks into a giant forest, looking at all of it's creatures. They were huge. He saw snakes the size of some of the largest trees, slugs the size of building, centipede the size of a street, and much more horrific creatures. The first year he spent trying to survive in this forest were not the best. All of the creatures attacked him, and would not let him eat food without biting or scratching him. He gets fed up with the stupid forest, and begins to sleep on top of the highest trees, where the beasts cannot get him.
Standing in these high trees, he found apples, peaches and other fruits he could eat that the animals could not reach. Finally able to support himself with food, he heads to the ground to see what the animals are doing. Just then, he saw a baby panther about to fall in a river and get thrown up stream. Running as fast as he could possibly manage, He jumped into the water, and swam the baby back to it's mother and brought it ashore. Instead of attacking like it usually did, the panther began to rub it's head up against him, purring as the large cat cuddled and warmed it's small child.
Noticing disasters going on all around the forest, Kirito helps the animals in need. He starts gaining the liking of these creatures, and becomes very happy. He was able to make friends with these giant monsters, and some would even bring him food. As he aged to 17 years old, he was fit from training and strong. He would see people throwing trash haphazardly on the ground like the jungle was their trash can, and throw the trash at him. Cussing and screaming, the people would yell at the animals as if it was their fault. Kirito had pity on people like this, because it seemed like they where so caught up in what they had to do they never worried about the animals. Every once in awhile, he would receive gifts from the hunters in the forest, usually large pieces of meat. Learning to eat as fast as the panther, it finally gives him a den to stay in. Flattened grass and scraps of fabric were his bed, but they were much more comfortable than the hard trunks of a tree. Finally waving goodbye to the panthers.
As a final goodbye, Kirito waved goodbye to the creatures of the forest, slightly sad that he had to leave. Although he loved the animals, he had things he needed to do in other villages. He was going to become one of the strongest swordsman in then entire world.
RP Sample: Following the foolish black haired boy around was easy. Watching him eat the bread was the only hard part. The crunchy and gooey hotbun was getting all over his face and hands. A soft piece fell in the shadow, and Kirito ate it with pleasure. 'I hope he drops more...' He thinks to himself, waiting for the kid to make another wrong move or trip. Just then, the entire thing fell to the ground. Eating it in his flat form was difficult. Watching the scruffy looking kid who had bumped into Shuutai, he was appreciative that he could eat now. The kid started walking away after handing ryo to the boy who ties shoes so he could buy another one. The scruffy kid started trotting away like a deer. "Oh hell no." Kirito yells. "You made this man drop his hotbun?" Kirito begins to grab his collar, as if he was going to beat him up. "Thank you so much! I was hungry and well..." he trailed off, hugging the boy and lifting him into the air and spinning him.
"You know what, for your kind deeds, you should have a present." Taking out the bag of candy, he pops one in his own mouth and hands one to the boy. "They are the best candy around." Patting the boy on the head, he notices his skin has the same smooth feel to it as his dear friend Rain's did. "Oh god..." Kirito presses his hand to his face and falls to the ground on his back. "What's your name?" Hoping this boy wasn't part of that disgusting spider clan, he begins to think. Considering he didn't look much older than the boy, Shuutai, he might as well have been around 14 or 16. Maybe he was 15? Perhaps he was 17 with a strange illness. Either way, there was a chance Kirito was about to get his head stomped on by one of them. Standing up, he brushes himself off and awaits a response. Hopefully it was just his name, not some challenge to fight like most ninja had. Although annoying, he loved to see their faces as he beat them. Kirito counted off the names in his head, savoring each memory of his victory.
Faceclaim: Kazuko Kiriguya from SAO, picture is screencap from the Anime.
Subject: Kirito Strafe 
Fri Aug 15, 2014 2:57 pm
