Post by Kinniku on Jun 10, 2011 0:20:36 GMT -6
General Information
Name: Kyoumou "Kinniku" Kobushi
Nickname: -
Bounty: 0 Beli
Gender: M
Age: 18
Race: Human
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Position/Rank: -
Birthmarks/Scars: -
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Psyche Information
Likes: Practicing various techniques of Assei. Flirting with women he finds attractive, not only physically but within strength, meaning he likes women that are "tough" as well as beautiful. He also likes to gaze at stars while he is not training, collecting his thoughts.
Dislikes: Given the fact that he is so serious, he hates when people are often relaxed during times of peace, and is always on his guard. Lacking the ability to impress those he looks up to as strong, he is easily placed in anguish because of this. Crying, he hates when people have tears, and tries to stop them if he can.
Personality: A calm and active youth, who likes to fight his teammates to see who is superior, although he does not have a superiority complex... though most of the times he asks them they really don't say much towards him. His ideals are placed above his own voice of reason, doing things that don't suit the situation, he is someone who goes by his own code of how live and thus lives by his own will. He is ambitious, yet only to a fault, a she wants to work towards becoming what he can be, allowing no one else to stand in his way, but himself, not even his father if he can help it.
He is often someone who enjoys the company of others, and helping out when he is needed, and is happy to have tedious tasks to work on that actually do something to make him stronger, he believes "time stands still for no-one, move forward", and thus is his outlook on life, straightforward. He is not truly scared when it comes to fighting, though he is intelligent enough to know when he can't win, he honestly doesn't know how to give-up easily, beaten into him by his fathers training. He cares about the people around him, friends or enemies, though he can hold a deep grudge against people who talk down to him or his comrades.
He loves to come up with new techniques of his own when it comes to fighting, and even will try to come up with a new move within each battle if he can. He also understands that within fighting, one person lives, the other dies, and that if people complain about such a thing, why become a Bounty Hunter. He likes to talk to girls that interest him, flirting in such a way that he would become intrigued by the situation. He also knows when to become serious when it counts, and in tense situations actively tries his best to help in anyway he can.
He is not afraid to take risks or of getting hurt if it is for a greater cause, and will lay his life on the line for his friends, his village and his family without a second thought if it means they can escape death.
After his time and all his battles, Kinniku hasn't changed much, except he thinks more of others than himself, and thus even more so holds the claim that he shouldn't only help his own village, but the people who are innocent. He values the strength to become more powerful in order to make sure those people don't get hurt. He also has a more independent look, and doesn't rely on his friends as much as he did.
Biography:
"You really think those fists can change the world, and make you the destruction of the pirates, please you're far too weak..."
Kinniku grew up within Karate Island, his father training him to be a user of boxing or Assei, which is much stronger form of boxer due to the even more intense training ritual and more powerful techniques. At first he couldn't actually take the obscene amount of training of which he was given. But his father said that if he did not "grow a backbone" he wouldn't be his son and he would disown him. To reach the goals of his father, he would give it his all, and follow his training.
"So I see, the training is beginning to show, your strength is actually growing, good job my boy."
The intensity of the training built Kinniku's strength, making his technique, battle sense, and power all great for his age. The largest increase was his physical strength, which was the focus for his battle. Thus, he gained an actual muscular build when he focused his strength. He often fought against his father and mother, and never won against them in a fight. He improved greatly, gaining his first special technique "The Smash" in the process.
"You're getting older, kid, go explore and become what you want... follow your dreams."
Growing old enough, and gaining two more techniques. He had gained the ability to use his style to the fullest, and gained tremendous confidence for himself. He would move-on to becoming a bounty-hunter, leaving his family behind.
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Combat Information
Weapon:
Knuckle Dusters (Going Against Weapons)
These are hard enough to go against normal weapons and more powerful weapons for a time. He doesn't use them in normal fighting, and only uses them to block other weapons, and even sometimes doesn't use them for that.
Fighting Style:
This style is basically free-boxing (no rules except hitting below the belt), with incredible amounts of oomph placed into the equation, allowing users to move incredibly fast, punch with extreme power and also utilize exceptionally quick reflexes and agility to abide by the needed force such as acceleration, power and creativity within the amounts of fighting, and utilizing good amounts of battle sense to incorporate their own style, as with real boxing. The user must also have an intense will, something only strengthened through the amount of training done.
The prerequisites to this style is that the user must be a physical fighter, and must have an incredible will for one reason or another (they can even be total weaklings but if they have the correct will, it’s fine), being able to do strenuous training tasks, must have a creative battle sense when it comes to physical fighting utilizing a battles advantages and disadvantages accordingly. Basically, they must have the “Heart of a Warrior” and live for the ability to fight and become stronger. At later levels, the user is able to switch between a stance on the fly, and thus become incredibly versatile.
Orthodox: The basic stance used by the majority of Assei. The legs spread are approximately shoulder-width apart with the lead foot slightly more forward than the back foot, twisting the body accordingly. The toes point straight forward, towards the opponent. The lead fist is carried in front of the cheek. This allows for the style to be the most versatile, having no weak points or strengths as a result.
Open: A largely aggressive, offensive style with no guard and both hands lowered to allow for punches and combinations to be thrown at a much more rapid rate. This allows for many powerful moves to be done, however, this takes away from the aspect of defense and makes it an all or nothing assault.
Southpaw: An Orthodox Stance, but mirrored so that the right is the leading hand. The most common style used by the minority, left-handed boxers. It also used in some cases by right handed fighters who wish to utilize a stance that will create an unconventional attack pattern that allows them to throw punches with their dominant arm more easily. This makes this style all the more effective to a mental game when throwing opponents off-guard.
Unique/Specialization:
Peekaboo: A unique stance in which the fists are turned outward and pressed together, covering the chin so the boxer appears to be "peeking" over the tight guard that is produced by the gloves. The style allows for a user to have great defensive capabilities with another good source of power blows. It is good for using looping blows; uppercuts and hooks are seen more from this style than any other punches. This style also has its own signature technique, known as Infinite Roll.
Freedom: A very unique style that defies the basics of boxing while still using the boxing standpoint to come out on top. The style uses acrobatics, quickness and technique opposed from the fundamentals of the other styles, and thus is a style only for those who have good reflexes, quickness, and absolute confidence in ability. With the style, the user can attack with a variety of punches from the stance without the attacks giving up power, as if it is natural. The style however, is something of a gamble as it is an all or nothing offense style that uses only agility to dodge attacks as well as wild maneuvers to attack meaning it doesn’t have the most fundamental power from power attacks, or speed attacks.
Assassination: It is an offensive style that is able to produce an assortment of faster jabs by lowering the non-dominant arm but at the cost of a weakened defense because of the lowered guard. The attack has its own special techniques that can only be used for it as a unique style. For example “Flicker Jabs”, can only be used within this stance as the use of them commands it. Overall it is a devilish style.
Main Ability: Strength, Dexterity, and Technical Skills w/ Guts
Fighting Style Weakness: The techniques are linear, very straight forward, following a set path of battle, with the use of only punches, and movement. This allows for opponents to pick up the rhythm of the user and thus create various countermeasures.
Special Techniques:
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Sample: Arise, the fierce light hit against his eyes, the force of the natural heat from the blazing sun going against his skin, awakening him with the edge that would allow him to move. He sighed, ruffling his hair as he scratched the back of his head, making no steps to get out of bed as of yet, taking in the surroundings, he would pose within, a stretch of his arms and took his hands into fists a loud roaring sigh would grace upon his lips as he closed his eyes, taking up his legs. He would move to the side of the bed, looking to his schedule, his parents system for him working perfectly. He took a long look at it, the groggy feeling of waking up was something he could never get used to, even if he was a shinobi.
"Until I'm called down for a mission, I should spar and train... especially that move." Taking in his own words fulfilling his duty as a reader to listen to his own hymn of tone, he would shrug, taking his hands into his closet picking out a t-less shirt, some shorts and of course, the piece of resistance his mask. He said nothing this entire time, he would begin to move towards the shower which was within the hallway, hearing the sounds of his father training himself in the morning was basically his music, and his drive, that old man, a superior taijutsu master within the village, had soon retired in order to teach his son, only taking missions when needing to he lived a cozy life off his son's paycheck and his mother's expertise of herbs for the village.
He entered into the shower, the water running all over his body, looking up to the hose, the water going down his body, showing the definition of his physique, the toned body of a true taijutsu practitioner. He took in the steam, going through his nose as he snuffed through the entire process, calming himself with his morning exercise of breathing, he released the breaths in and out of his nostrils slowly, making a move with his hand towards the knobs as he turned them, taking his body out of the shower, wrapping himself with a towel he would begin to place on his clothing shortly. Taking on his clothing, grasping his natural fruit juice and onigiri, he would begin to run out the house, waving and saying goodbye, he would look to his father for a moment, his legs hopping in place for a moments notice. A resolve had once again reached the sensation within his heart...
He greeted the many people that had been within the foundation of his life cycle, knowing most of them his entire life. He would only smile and wave, his agility something as he leaped over an individual, the rampant youth that welled inside of him would make its way to his movements. He stopped as he saw an old lady would need help, not thinking much of the situation, grocery bags were hard to carry for people like her, this was typical and thus he was young and respected the seniors of the village thus he wasn't one of the evil youths. After this situation, his quest would continue as he went full tilt finally, using this for training, he would stop only once getting to his destination making way for the sensation that he had finally arrived, shinobi were everywhere, with many, so many a person he was proud to be one of the few to be shinobi in his village, to protect his country with his own body.
The training sessions had started, he would screech with a powerful kick towards the dummy, switching his legs in order to kick at a faster pace, the dummy was with fire, burning brightly around its body, if you didn't kick it quickly and lash out, it would indefinitely burn you... Kinniku learned this the hard way, and yet nevertheless, learned from such mistakes. He lashed a high round kick once again moving his body quickly with a rapid succession of kicks. Some of the shinobi stood watching him, the dangerous acts of which he did could cost him a limb, and yet his father always told him to train to the best his skills could muster and thus he had done so, it would be worse once he finally got at a higher level, after all this wasn't much for him, only a work-out.
This would last for about an hour and thirty minutes, but he knew he would need to keep pace, and not stop after such a situation. He began to move his hands towards the ground, another training would begin, the training of which would make his shirt cover over his eyes, something he had forgotten about. He flipped back to his feet taking off his shirt as he went back on two arms, and then one, showing his athletic and chiseled body, he began to bend his entire arm forward as he lifted himself up and down, taking in all the strokes of his muscle fibers with every single movement, nothing would surpass his will to want to train his body to its fullest degree, he gasped and stopped as he felt the pains of yesterday, that newest technique he had used had made his body stiffen as he clenched his teeth sweat drizzling down his face, and his entire body, he ended for a moment.
"The technique seems to take a lot of of me..." He said to himself, standing straight as he tried to relax his arms, he took them within one hand and began to bend his shoulder to the left, grunting as he did, he closed his eyes focusing on the goal set before him as of late. 'Perfect Maximum Vortex Energy Burst...' He told himself in his mind, his bones cracking, clenching his fists tightly to crack his bones, he would stretch towards the sky each bend of his body would come with a small crack. He took his hands towards the ground, starting to do push-ups now, his eyes closed a she focused on his training. 'Perfect it, perfect it, perfect it...' It ran through his mind over and over telling himself it each time he could.
Name: Kyoumou "Kinniku" Kobushi
Nickname: -
Bounty: 0 Beli
Gender: M
Age: 18
Race: Human
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Position/Rank: -
Birthmarks/Scars: -
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Psyche Information
Likes: Practicing various techniques of Assei. Flirting with women he finds attractive, not only physically but within strength, meaning he likes women that are "tough" as well as beautiful. He also likes to gaze at stars while he is not training, collecting his thoughts.
Dislikes: Given the fact that he is so serious, he hates when people are often relaxed during times of peace, and is always on his guard. Lacking the ability to impress those he looks up to as strong, he is easily placed in anguish because of this. Crying, he hates when people have tears, and tries to stop them if he can.
Personality: A calm and active youth, who likes to fight his teammates to see who is superior, although he does not have a superiority complex... though most of the times he asks them they really don't say much towards him. His ideals are placed above his own voice of reason, doing things that don't suit the situation, he is someone who goes by his own code of how live and thus lives by his own will. He is ambitious, yet only to a fault, a she wants to work towards becoming what he can be, allowing no one else to stand in his way, but himself, not even his father if he can help it.
He is often someone who enjoys the company of others, and helping out when he is needed, and is happy to have tedious tasks to work on that actually do something to make him stronger, he believes "time stands still for no-one, move forward", and thus is his outlook on life, straightforward. He is not truly scared when it comes to fighting, though he is intelligent enough to know when he can't win, he honestly doesn't know how to give-up easily, beaten into him by his fathers training. He cares about the people around him, friends or enemies, though he can hold a deep grudge against people who talk down to him or his comrades.
He loves to come up with new techniques of his own when it comes to fighting, and even will try to come up with a new move within each battle if he can. He also understands that within fighting, one person lives, the other dies, and that if people complain about such a thing, why become a Bounty Hunter. He likes to talk to girls that interest him, flirting in such a way that he would become intrigued by the situation. He also knows when to become serious when it counts, and in tense situations actively tries his best to help in anyway he can.
He is not afraid to take risks or of getting hurt if it is for a greater cause, and will lay his life on the line for his friends, his village and his family without a second thought if it means they can escape death.
After his time and all his battles, Kinniku hasn't changed much, except he thinks more of others than himself, and thus even more so holds the claim that he shouldn't only help his own village, but the people who are innocent. He values the strength to become more powerful in order to make sure those people don't get hurt. He also has a more independent look, and doesn't rely on his friends as much as he did.
Biography:
"You really think those fists can change the world, and make you the destruction of the pirates, please you're far too weak..."
Kinniku grew up within Karate Island, his father training him to be a user of boxing or Assei, which is much stronger form of boxer due to the even more intense training ritual and more powerful techniques. At first he couldn't actually take the obscene amount of training of which he was given. But his father said that if he did not "grow a backbone" he wouldn't be his son and he would disown him. To reach the goals of his father, he would give it his all, and follow his training.
"So I see, the training is beginning to show, your strength is actually growing, good job my boy."
The intensity of the training built Kinniku's strength, making his technique, battle sense, and power all great for his age. The largest increase was his physical strength, which was the focus for his battle. Thus, he gained an actual muscular build when he focused his strength. He often fought against his father and mother, and never won against them in a fight. He improved greatly, gaining his first special technique "The Smash" in the process.
"You're getting older, kid, go explore and become what you want... follow your dreams."
Growing old enough, and gaining two more techniques. He had gained the ability to use his style to the fullest, and gained tremendous confidence for himself. He would move-on to becoming a bounty-hunter, leaving his family behind.
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Combat Information
Weapon:
Knuckle Dusters (Going Against Weapons)
These are hard enough to go against normal weapons and more powerful weapons for a time. He doesn't use them in normal fighting, and only uses them to block other weapons, and even sometimes doesn't use them for that.
Fighting Style:
Assei - Champion's Fist
This style is basically free-boxing (no rules except hitting below the belt), with incredible amounts of oomph placed into the equation, allowing users to move incredibly fast, punch with extreme power and also utilize exceptionally quick reflexes and agility to abide by the needed force such as acceleration, power and creativity within the amounts of fighting, and utilizing good amounts of battle sense to incorporate their own style, as with real boxing. The user must also have an intense will, something only strengthened through the amount of training done.
The prerequisites to this style is that the user must be a physical fighter, and must have an incredible will for one reason or another (they can even be total weaklings but if they have the correct will, it’s fine), being able to do strenuous training tasks, must have a creative battle sense when it comes to physical fighting utilizing a battles advantages and disadvantages accordingly. Basically, they must have the “Heart of a Warrior” and live for the ability to fight and become stronger. At later levels, the user is able to switch between a stance on the fly, and thus become incredibly versatile.
Orthodox: The basic stance used by the majority of Assei. The legs spread are approximately shoulder-width apart with the lead foot slightly more forward than the back foot, twisting the body accordingly. The toes point straight forward, towards the opponent. The lead fist is carried in front of the cheek. This allows for the style to be the most versatile, having no weak points or strengths as a result.
Open: A largely aggressive, offensive style with no guard and both hands lowered to allow for punches and combinations to be thrown at a much more rapid rate. This allows for many powerful moves to be done, however, this takes away from the aspect of defense and makes it an all or nothing assault.
Southpaw: An Orthodox Stance, but mirrored so that the right is the leading hand. The most common style used by the minority, left-handed boxers. It also used in some cases by right handed fighters who wish to utilize a stance that will create an unconventional attack pattern that allows them to throw punches with their dominant arm more easily. This makes this style all the more effective to a mental game when throwing opponents off-guard.
Unique/Specialization:
Peekaboo: A unique stance in which the fists are turned outward and pressed together, covering the chin so the boxer appears to be "peeking" over the tight guard that is produced by the gloves. The style allows for a user to have great defensive capabilities with another good source of power blows. It is good for using looping blows; uppercuts and hooks are seen more from this style than any other punches. This style also has its own signature technique, known as Infinite Roll.
Freedom: A very unique style that defies the basics of boxing while still using the boxing standpoint to come out on top. The style uses acrobatics, quickness and technique opposed from the fundamentals of the other styles, and thus is a style only for those who have good reflexes, quickness, and absolute confidence in ability. With the style, the user can attack with a variety of punches from the stance without the attacks giving up power, as if it is natural. The style however, is something of a gamble as it is an all or nothing offense style that uses only agility to dodge attacks as well as wild maneuvers to attack meaning it doesn’t have the most fundamental power from power attacks, or speed attacks.
Assassination: It is an offensive style that is able to produce an assortment of faster jabs by lowering the non-dominant arm but at the cost of a weakened defense because of the lowered guard. The attack has its own special techniques that can only be used for it as a unique style. For example “Flicker Jabs”, can only be used within this stance as the use of them commands it. Overall it is a devilish style.
Main Ability: Strength, Dexterity, and Technical Skills w/ Guts
Fighting Style Weakness: The techniques are linear, very straight forward, following a set path of battle, with the use of only punches, and movement. This allows for opponents to pick up the rhythm of the user and thus create various countermeasures.
Special Techniques:
- Blade
A punch, much like a counter, that uses the opponents own momentum against them in order to an extremely powerful punch. Its namesake is for being much like a sword, sharp and powerful. However, if he misses the blow, or the timing is off of the punch, he can catch double the damage of the attack. - The Smash
A shovel hook, with obscene strength. It strikes from an unexpected angle and can catch a fighter unaware. The Smash is best suited for in-fighters, that relies heavily on sheer power to destroy opponents who come in contention with it. - Exploding Straight
A straight, that instead of taking a swinging of the hips, the user attacks with a much more devastating hit. Taking a single step while swaying the hips forward, twisting forward, the user actually attacks with an extremely powerful straight unlike a regular one (which is still powerful). This is all from one-step, as it is amplified by the focus of the body into the stomp and follow-through.
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Sample: Arise, the fierce light hit against his eyes, the force of the natural heat from the blazing sun going against his skin, awakening him with the edge that would allow him to move. He sighed, ruffling his hair as he scratched the back of his head, making no steps to get out of bed as of yet, taking in the surroundings, he would pose within, a stretch of his arms and took his hands into fists a loud roaring sigh would grace upon his lips as he closed his eyes, taking up his legs. He would move to the side of the bed, looking to his schedule, his parents system for him working perfectly. He took a long look at it, the groggy feeling of waking up was something he could never get used to, even if he was a shinobi.
"Until I'm called down for a mission, I should spar and train... especially that move." Taking in his own words fulfilling his duty as a reader to listen to his own hymn of tone, he would shrug, taking his hands into his closet picking out a t-less shirt, some shorts and of course, the piece of resistance his mask. He said nothing this entire time, he would begin to move towards the shower which was within the hallway, hearing the sounds of his father training himself in the morning was basically his music, and his drive, that old man, a superior taijutsu master within the village, had soon retired in order to teach his son, only taking missions when needing to he lived a cozy life off his son's paycheck and his mother's expertise of herbs for the village.
He entered into the shower, the water running all over his body, looking up to the hose, the water going down his body, showing the definition of his physique, the toned body of a true taijutsu practitioner. He took in the steam, going through his nose as he snuffed through the entire process, calming himself with his morning exercise of breathing, he released the breaths in and out of his nostrils slowly, making a move with his hand towards the knobs as he turned them, taking his body out of the shower, wrapping himself with a towel he would begin to place on his clothing shortly. Taking on his clothing, grasping his natural fruit juice and onigiri, he would begin to run out the house, waving and saying goodbye, he would look to his father for a moment, his legs hopping in place for a moments notice. A resolve had once again reached the sensation within his heart...
He greeted the many people that had been within the foundation of his life cycle, knowing most of them his entire life. He would only smile and wave, his agility something as he leaped over an individual, the rampant youth that welled inside of him would make its way to his movements. He stopped as he saw an old lady would need help, not thinking much of the situation, grocery bags were hard to carry for people like her, this was typical and thus he was young and respected the seniors of the village thus he wasn't one of the evil youths. After this situation, his quest would continue as he went full tilt finally, using this for training, he would stop only once getting to his destination making way for the sensation that he had finally arrived, shinobi were everywhere, with many, so many a person he was proud to be one of the few to be shinobi in his village, to protect his country with his own body.
The training sessions had started, he would screech with a powerful kick towards the dummy, switching his legs in order to kick at a faster pace, the dummy was with fire, burning brightly around its body, if you didn't kick it quickly and lash out, it would indefinitely burn you... Kinniku learned this the hard way, and yet nevertheless, learned from such mistakes. He lashed a high round kick once again moving his body quickly with a rapid succession of kicks. Some of the shinobi stood watching him, the dangerous acts of which he did could cost him a limb, and yet his father always told him to train to the best his skills could muster and thus he had done so, it would be worse once he finally got at a higher level, after all this wasn't much for him, only a work-out.
This would last for about an hour and thirty minutes, but he knew he would need to keep pace, and not stop after such a situation. He began to move his hands towards the ground, another training would begin, the training of which would make his shirt cover over his eyes, something he had forgotten about. He flipped back to his feet taking off his shirt as he went back on two arms, and then one, showing his athletic and chiseled body, he began to bend his entire arm forward as he lifted himself up and down, taking in all the strokes of his muscle fibers with every single movement, nothing would surpass his will to want to train his body to its fullest degree, he gasped and stopped as he felt the pains of yesterday, that newest technique he had used had made his body stiffen as he clenched his teeth sweat drizzling down his face, and his entire body, he ended for a moment.
"The technique seems to take a lot of of me..." He said to himself, standing straight as he tried to relax his arms, he took them within one hand and began to bend his shoulder to the left, grunting as he did, he closed his eyes focusing on the goal set before him as of late. 'Perfect Maximum Vortex Energy Burst...' He told himself in his mind, his bones cracking, clenching his fists tightly to crack his bones, he would stretch towards the sky each bend of his body would come with a small crack. He took his hands towards the ground, starting to do push-ups now, his eyes closed a she focused on his training. 'Perfect it, perfect it, perfect it...' It ran through his mind over and over telling himself it each time he could.
