Name: Dassui Shin
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Chakra Nature: Earth
Clan: Shin
Rank: Genin
Ninja Path: Genjutsu
LOOKS
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Pale
Height/Weight: 5'8"/145
Extra: Dassui's clan originated in the depths of a Chakra Radiation zone near The Dirge. The clan adapted over time to a point where they developed an ability capable of draining a person's chakra, mimicing the effects of the zone. Due to this, Dassui subconsciously drains small amounts of chakra from everyone near him, causing most to steer clear of him to avoid feeling tired and exhausted from the drain.
PERSONALITY
Likes: The taste of chakra, terrible jokes, hugs, and potato chips. Gotta love chips.
Dislikes: Ramen, being the target of a joke, crowds, and being avoided.
Hobbies: Collecting different chakra, playing jokes with Genjutsu, and reading.
Fears: A foe without chakra, natural disasters, exploding, and Dogs.
Nindo: What's yours is mine.
Extra: The Shin family are, by all means, outsiders. However, Dassui's love of the the taste of chakra is disgraceful in their eyes. They believe it should be used for survival purposes, and not for personal pleasure. He is quite an outsider even to his own kind. Deep inside the abyss, the hungry creature is lonely.
Fatal Flaw: Dassui does not naturally regenerate his own chakra. Therefore, he must consume other's chakra to fill his "well" so to speak. He may use this in every way others do naturally. However, if he consumes too much, he will "pop" like a balloon, bursting blood vessels with physical injuries resulting from an overload of chakra. If this problem is not solved, it can quickly lead to death, which really produces a problem with his subconscious draining. However, to balance this out, he performs different Jutsu for pranking purposes to use up extra chakra.
HISTORY
Birthplace: Chakra Radiation Zone near The Dirge.
Birth Date: 7/27
Family:
Father: Jimusho Shin. Constantly preaches of the old ways of solitude and assassination, teaching his son most of the basic academy jutsu, and a few Genjutsu that academy students normally wouldn't learn. However, Dassui paid little attention and does not recall many of his father's teachings, other than the ones that amused him.
Mother: Shizuka Shin. Kind and understanding, Shizuka assures Dassui that she and his father love him no matter what decisions he makes, and tought him to control the Kekkei Genkai of their clan, in order to prevent sudden moments of extreme drain, which, as a child, caused much pain of feeling bloated.
Kekkei Genkai: Raifudorein. This Kekkei Genkai is only connected to the Shin clan, also known as the Life Drain jutsu. It drains the chakra from the current target, and transfers it into the system of the user, converting it into their own chakra once once it enters the pool. A physical connection is needed to properly drain at lower levels, but some stronger users have mastered it to a point that allows them to do it from a short range without handicap. However, too much use of this ability without releasing chakra can cause fatal results, usually ending in Hemmoraging, ruptured blood vessels, and eventual death. Most users also subconsciously keep this ability active, draining a minimal amount of chakra, leading to many instances of avoidance when it comes to physical contact.
Life's story: Dassui Shin was raised in a Chakra Radiation zone near The Dirge. As a child, he and his father trained mostly every day, his father expecting him to be an assassin capable of easy incapacitation. However, Dassui did not care for this teachings. He looked for more things in life, such as excitement, new people, friends, and fun. However, after visiting The Dirge, he was shunned by most, being declared a danger to the entirety of the children he spent time near. He had to read and practice in solitude, for nobody would help practice or teach him directly other than his father. At this point, he barely passed as a Genin, and is now on his way to fulfill his deep lust for chakra and fun.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Dassui went on his way towards the village, a place he didn't really care for, considering everyone disliked him for traits he couldn't control. The only thing keeping him going was the Academy, a place where he could at least learn about different Jutsu that he could potentially use for practical jokes. Of course, he could apply them in a hostile situation, but that just wouldn't be as fun. On the way, he experienced the usual - unapproving faces, rude gestures, and the typical shove to push him away and be farther from his reach. By now, he was used to this kind of treatment. He figured that, by the looks of the place, he actually had it much easier than most.
After much walking, he ended up at the academy, heading to his designated room to retrieve his reading material. As he walked by different classrooms, he could hear the many complaints rising from the students to their Sensei. This, too, was typical day in his life. He opened the door to room 210, on the far end of the school, where it was unlikely for anyone to pass by. He checked inside the room, seeing a lone desk, and few slips of paper sitting on top of it. He sat his satchel down next to it, and began checking over his classwork, in solitude, where he was taught he belongs, and all with a smile on his face.
