Ren Homma | Suna Jounin | FIN

[Ren Homma "Nazo"]

[atrb=width, 450, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #242424; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; padding: 10px; font-family: calibri tahoma arial;, true, btable] Ren Homma My humble self is the funeral home's undertaker, General Information and I humbly await the day to provide service to you. ► Nicknames Nazo [mysterious] Shinigami [death god] ► Gender Male ► Age 37 ► Home Village Sunagakure no Sato ► Innate Affinity Fuuton ► Elemental Manipulation Fuuton ► Clan Ren ► Military Rank Jounin ► Shinobi Position Squad Leader, Medical Shinobi ► Individual Rank A Mental &Physical Let me make your body nice and clean, ► Appearance Nazo stands at a height of around 6'1" and weighs approximately 125 lbs. His body structure is very lean with no visible fatty tissue to speak of. If one were to judge his body type it would be one of a runner or perhaps flexible gymnast. As such none of his muscles reveal themselves overly well except for slight indications on his chest and stomach where those muscles may have begun to chisel out themselves suggesting he uses those muscles often. Aside from that Nazo doesn't appear at all like your typical man that you would run into in the street. For example, despite living in the desert Nazo has extremely pale skin. Pale enough to suggest that if he does go outside it's only during the nightly hours. Not only that but Nazo has several blemishes across his skin. Those being the myriad of scars that trace along the contours of his body. Evidence of years of torture. The first of these scars is the one that has permanently marred his face. Trailing from an unknown location on above his left eye, it crosses the eye lid before curving and trailing down across the bridge of the nose and finally crossing his right jaw line. It ends at the neck where it intersects with another scar, this one being a simple scar collar around his neck. Another typically noticeable scar is the one on his left little finger. Other scars Nazo has include a long scar on his back that traces from left shoulder blade to right lower back, as well as another shorter one that trails up from left lower back and intersects with the other scar about mid back before ending a inch up from the intersection. There is a scar that spirals down his right leg as well suggesting it was once heavily damaged. On to other features. Nazo's hair is perhaps what makes him stick out best in a crowd. He has ivory hued tresses that reach down to his lower thighs. His hair falls in uneven layers suggesting that he doesn't have it cut very often to maintain it, however it also has a few braids through out it suggesting that he does at least take care of it enough to play around with it. Nazo's bangs are just long enough so that they can reach below his nose, typically they seem to be styled in a manner as to hide the man's eyes. Speaking of his eyes, Nazo's eyes are rather peculiar. That is they don't have one color to them but two, and they appear to look as though they have some sort of dojutsu capability when really they possess no such ability. Nazo's eyes appear in the format of four rings, the inner most ring being the black of his iris and the outer most ring being the white of the sclera, however the middle two rings are the oddest of the four. The second outer ring appears to be a bright golden hue and seems to almost glimmer in the absence of light. The second inner ring is a deep emerald in hue and contrasts greatly against the golden ring giving his eyes a truly exotic appeal. For clothing Nazo tends to wear an outfit that often matches in style to outfits he may have his puppets wear. For the purpose of the description I'll list it from inner most layer to outer most layer. Underneath Nazo likes to wear form fitting mesh armor, this is worn in sections as a sleeveless tunic, forearm bracers, and shin bracers as well as bandages wrapped around his feet. Over this he wears a black form fitting long sleeved shirt and for leggings he wears the common shinobi standard ebony pants. Over this he wears more armor, this being black forearm guards that cover the back of his hands with straps that lace over his palms. On his torso he has an abdomen plate that is designed for carrying his puppet summoning scrolls. For footwear Nazo likes to wear custom made boots that allow him to move quickly and effectively. These boots are made so that the shaft of the boot acts as a special shin guard that, along with the gauntlets, has crimson runes inscribed into the metal plating. Over all of this Nazo wears a black hooded coat with long enough sleeves to completely engross his hands and a deep enough hood to further disguise his face despite the lower half of his face almost always being visible. ► Mental Assessment Nazo has perhaps the most questionable loyalty in all of Sunagakure. He has proven several times that he seems to be only loyal to himself while he will work for the progression of Sunagakure itself. Nazo's tenancies in of themselves can seem to be somewhat questionable as the man seems to enjoy the concept of death far much more than he likely should. ► likes Death Herbal Tea Corpses the color Black Sweets Night ► dislikes Whining Coffee Unchallenging Obstacles the color Blue the Sun ► positives Understanding Comical Intelligent Always Positive Kind ► negatives Bloodthirsty Untrustworthy Dishonorable Tends to Lie Obsessed with Death ► Background Information It was a hot summer evening. Hotter than normal and the humidity from the recent, yet rare, rain made it brutal. Especially for the woman whom laid on a hospital bed beads of sweat pouring down her brow as she cried out in pain. Her hand grasped that of her husband's tightly as the woman slowly and painfully birthed a new child into the world of the desert lands. Her ivory hair glinted in the light of dusk as the sweat made it appear shinier than normal. Her cries were like a choir of demonic angels. Furthermore, the husband could only sit by and hope as he watched in fear. Pint after pint of blood oozed from her cavity, and he feared she would not survive the process. Doctors and nurses alike were crowded around the woman just barely being able to keep her stable. However something finally provided the woman relief. A new cry. The cries of a small, frail, newborn boy called out into the room. However his cries were not alone as soon the small brunette was joined by an even weaker ivory haired boy. The twin boys were soon named Meikon and Homma, or at least they would have been had they not been whisked away from the parents due to their frail conditions. The mother too, was whisked away leaving the father in suspense as he could only wait to hear the news of his wife and two sons' conditions. When news did finally come, however, it was not all good. His wife, Mion, had lost too much blood and soon passed after birthing the twin boys. Struck with this horror, the father, Kokuto, forgot to even ask about the two boys as he collapsed to the floor utterly shocked from the loss of his beloved. Crying out in heartbreak Kokuto did the first thing he could think of, as soon as he was alone he drew a kunai from his side and sheathed it once more, but in his heart. The twin boys were named by their grandfather, the black haired and golden crimson eyes boy was named Meikon meaning Life, the white haired and golden emerald eyed boy was named Homma meaning Mortality. Despite their frailties at birth the two boys grew up to be perfectly healthy. In their young childhood Meikon and Homma often played together in the desert dunes. They loved to explore around old ruins of former homes of sunagakure residents and discover odd trinkets that they would often refer to as treasure. The two boys loved discovering this treasure and adding it to their collection of 'treasures' at home that ironically enough they kept in a locked chest to which their grandfather kept the key. Through out their childhood, Meikon and Homma got along unbelievably well. Even though Homma was often harassed by the other kids in the village, Meikon always stood up for his younger twin. Meikon would use his body as Homma's shield and never let any harm come to Homma no matter the harm that came to himself. This often made Homma freak out and beg his older twin to stop, but the boy would always refuse saying it was the duty of the older brother to protect his sibling. Homma never cared, however, he simply wanted Meikon to be safe. He got his wish as they got older. Meikon and Homma took different interests when the got into their academy years at the age of seven. Homma took a liking to puppets and medical jutsus while Meikon liked things such as weapons and fans. The two began to grow apart in the academy and while Homma often saw Meikon with a circle of friends he himself slowly faded into the shadows of isolation. Homma kept to himself in the academy and studied hard and well. He eventually graduated at the top of his class and became well known as an apprentice puppet master. His brother wasn't far behind him in the class ranking and upon graduation adopted to using a fan in his fighting style. Meikon and Homma were officially split up when they were put on genin teams at the age of eleven. Homma was placed on a team with another boy, a girl named Saika, and an older man whom excelled in the arts of fuuton ninjutsu. Homma, while he quickly learned through the efforts of Saika that he could perform fuuton ninjutsu took more to the arts of puppetry and medical ninjutsu. Homma would constantly train with his puppets often experimenting with different ways to incorporate his daily lessons about fuuton into his puppetry training. Of course it was a long and arduous process, but eventually Homma worked through the strain of training and managed to find a good method to incorporate fuuton. However at the age of seventeen Homma stopped training with his team as much in favor of working with the medical shinobi at the hospital. Having been watching the transports of wounded from afar for a long time now Homma now wanted to see what he could do to assist. This is when Homma's over all personality began to really take a turn. During his time in the hospital, running errands for the staff or training to become a medic as well, Homma became so used to seeing blood that it became almost unsettling to others when they started to take notice that he seemed to actually enjoy the sight of blood. As new injured men poured into the village from the effects of the war, Homma always seemed to be the first to rush to the aide of the more critically wounded of the shinobi. He always worked hard and fast to first clot any bloody wounds then he would attempt to stabilize the shinobi, however this would not always work, especially in his first few attempts. Something would usually go awry. He would slip up, sometimes quite literally, or perhaps the wounds would be infected and he wouldn't know what to do. Either way it usually wasn't a good sign for the patients as many died while Homma tended to them or at least attempted to. Not by the puppet master's fault, but rather by the severity of their wounds. Homma always took it to heart though, and more often than not he usually took it upon himself to attend any autopsies that may have been held in order to discern the more... odd deaths. During Homma's eighteenth and nineteenth years he began to spend more and more time in the autopsy room rather than actually helping heal people. As the other medics stopped proceedings with the autopsies often finding them useless, Homma began to take it upon himself to run them all alone. He would often take his time, studying the human anatomy through the autopsy and practicing medical skills along the way. It was actually through autopsy that Homma perfected his skill with the chakra scalpel, becoming much more efficient using his chakra to perform cuts as apposed to an actual scalpel. Since Homma had much alone time now thanks to no one else wanting to perform autopsies he began to spend his time experimenting with the removed organs of the cadavers whenever he could. This began a life long obsession of his as he started crafting poisons and potions to use on these organs and study their effects. Some of them ending very harshly for the puppet master as they might burn him if he were not careful, but he found even the smallest 'accidents' useful information. One could say that Homma was soon becoming so obsessed with his work that eventually he started to crave the desire to experiment with a living person. Well on his twenty-second year he would find his opportunity. In Homma's twentieth year he would take a break from his workings for a bit. He needed a break the medics would say after all he had been cooped up in that crypt for a long time now. Well Homma took this opportunity to go meet up with his old comrades once more. His team being a sight for sore eyes, had been on leave from the war front for a few days now and were glad to see the odd puppet master again. Perhaps they had assumed he would be joining them sometime. Well Homma had other thoughts in mind when he went to go see his team, and those ran along the lines of spending some time with the woman whom he had been known to court from time to time. So during their relief Homma and Saika did have once again a bit of a romance. The two had grown much more used to each other since the day they had met long ago as genin and so their romance quickly grew to being much more than intimate. Homma's most graphic memory of his romance with Saika would perhaps have been awakening from a drunken trance one evening after going out to celebrate to find an equally as drunk Saika submissively laying underneath him. While Saika never seemed to retain the memory of that night, much to Homma's displeasure, the male did take that opportunity to punish that woman as harshly as he could while taking pleasure in every moment of the action. About ten months after that experience, and after losing contact with Saika once again, Homma would hear rumors of a child being born much to the woman's bafflement. At this Homma only found himself snickering at the thought of the child belonging to him. In Homma's twenty second year he was once again partnered with his old team. They were put on patrol duty out on the boundaries of the sunagakure front lines. Whilst they patrolled the border, however, they were attacked by a group of unidentified shinobi. Homma's team was quickly split up by the confrontation, however they managed to force the enemy back much quicker than they perhaps should have. Then again they weren't taking any prisoners, so aiming to kill was much easier than their aim to capture. In the confrontation, however, Homma was gashed across the head. The gash was long trailing from the upper left area of his cranium down over his left eye, across his nose, and down to his right law line. Oh how the wound was horribly painful. So much to the point that the man was soon beside himself with laughter. An uneasy laughter that covered the immense pain he felt. Using the mystical palms technique he had learned in the hospital, Homma managed to save his left eye, albeit it was still heavily damaged from the confrontation. Still the wound hurt nonetheless, and Homma eventually couldn't take the pain anymore. He snapped and took his estranged aggression out on the nearest person or thing. That thing just happened to be the woman whom he had impregnated a few years earlier. Saika. Through a fierce confrontation and trickery, Homma eventually ended her life in his rage. Not long after the murder of Saika, Homma's actions started to become much more unknown. He started to act strangely and many people thought it was because of the effect of her death on him, however he carried on this act far longer than anyone would think some one would need to mourn. They started to refer to him as being a rather mysterious person and eventually it stuck, Homma became dubbed as Nazo, or mysterious. Well while this controversy was going on on the surface of Sunagakure, underneath in the crypts Nazo continued his experiments. This time he used the corpse of his dearly departed lover. Feeling a need to keep her close he wanted to make sure she never lost her beauty. Eventually an idea came to him, make a puppet in her likes. Well within a year there were several attempts at this puppet making and each time he seemed to fail. No puppets he made seemed to ever come out right. They just didn't have the right essence. That was when the idea struck him. He would use her corpse to make the puppet, YES that just had to be what he needed. Thus he began his long grueling work. Replacing long since worn tissue with puppet likeness, he soon turned all of the decaying woman's body into what would become known as a human puppet. He gave the puppet Saika the same scythe she used in life and garbed her in attire similar to that of a death god. Something that seemed fitting for her. At last, it felt as though she and he could be together for eternity. He could make her do whatever he wanted and she would not complain. He loved it. Nazo spent the better of three years practicing with his new beloved reaper. However his time with experimenting with the demented masterpiece was abruptly interrupted when he was called back to the war front. Something about needing his assistance on the medical field. Why would they need him? Surely there were others much better than he? Ah well it did not matter, Nazo saw this as an opportunity. So he soon went to the medical camp and he arrived there without too much of an issue. What he found when he got there, however, was gruesome. Nearly everything had been destroyed and blood cadavers laid about. It was clear that the blood was fresh, not only by the succulent crimson of the liquid, but by the pure stench of the innards. However there was a grim light in the dark. A single survivor not holding on well to life. Nazo rushed to his side in time just to hear a short tale. Stone Shinobi. Commander Enen. Strong Will. Fire. Lots of it. The man quickly expired, however Nazo was not sad or even really mad, no he was more intrigued. So he went to seek out this Commander Enen, eventually coming upon the border patrol of the Iwagakure. Taking them out was no difficult feat with his beloved Saika at his side. She simply lopped off one man's head and the other squealed telling him everything he needed to know before he tore that man's tongue from his lips and chords from his neck. Traitors didn't need mercy, no? Carrying the head with him to use as a sort of distraction Nazo went now to the camp where he would eventually use the head as a disguised bomb. At the camp he fought the commander of the batallion, Enen Kakkou and managed to defeat him using cheap tricks and pure numbers of his puppets against him. Once shinigami had captured the commander, however, Nazo quickly found himself surrounded. He was purely out numbered by the Iwagakure shinobi and taken into custody. Only they would never get their commander back. Nazo would pull a cheap trick last second and seal the commander away within Ankokukumo's thorax and seal away the puppet before being captured. Nazo spent the better of three years in captivity. During which time he was brutally tortured for the heinous crimes he committed against the Iwagakure people. They often beat his back with whips or whatever it was that they could find eventually etching an X shaped scar into his skin. His legs were brutally smashed into several times in order to deter his will to escape. His throat was slit more than once. However each and every time Nazo only ended up beside himself with laughter as he healed his wounds. Nazo kept himself alive, never telling them anything except one phrase. "The Shinigami is the judgement maker." Three years later, two years after the tragedy of Amegakure, news finally reached the camp of the ending of the war. Due to the camp's secluded location and their 'fun' with their prisoner they had completely forgotten to check in with command. When word had finally arrived, Nazo was in near death condition. Laughing and hissing to himself when he heard the words he said one other phrase. "And yet, he smiles unto me." Nazo spent the betterment of three years in the hospital recuperating after that incident. However he was trapped still in an Iwagakure Hospital. At least he felt that way. After three years once he deemed his body capable, Nazo stole away into the night, recovered his puppet scrolls, and got out of Iwagakure relatively undetected. However he definitely covered his tracks in his time trying to reach home in hopes of remaining that way. He certainly did not want to be away much longer, he was growing sick. When he finally reached home Nazo was welcomed back with open arms. Apparently everyone had assumed he had been dead and had not heard of his triumph over the Iwa commander. Well not that it mattered to him, he preferred them not to know all of his doings. So back at home Nazo spent the remainder of his thirty-first year recuperating properly. Once his body was back to full strength he soon took to an old hobby which was carrying on with the autopsies and experimenting. Eventually he bought a small two four story building, two above ground, two under. He got a warrant to build a tunnel on the bottom floor that connected to the graveyard, and eventually turned the building into a funeral parlor on the first floor and bottom floors while he lived on the top floor. To this day Nazo still works in the funeral parlor, dissecting corpses and going about his usual duties. In his free time he likes to experiment with his puppets now including the corpse of the Iwa Commander as the human puppet Enen Kakkou.

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Special Abilities
and allow me to examine you carefully.

► Special Traits

► Physical
|||ENHANCED HEARING|||
Since his sight has begun to go out on him in one of his eyes, Nazo has been working on training his hearing to pick up even the faintest of noises. He has already begun to rely on his hearing more than his sight.

► Special
|||PUPPET MASTERY|||
Ever since entering the academy Nazo has had an intense passion for puppetry. Over the years he had greatly progressed to the point of only needing one finger per puppet, however his torture during imprisonment had caused him to become a bit sloppy reducing him to only being capable of controlling three puppets at the most for the time being.

|||MEDIC ADEPT|||
Having had an interest in the medical field since his seventeenth year, Nazo has become more skilled in techniques that would allow him to mend wounds. These techniques have grown to the point where he is capable of saving something such as an eye if it were to become damaged through a sword wound, albeit the vision in it would likely be shotty at best.

|||POISON MASTERY|||
Through his experiments, Nazo has become well more than adept at crafting and utilizing poisons. It has become known that his crafted poisons can be so dangerous that other puppet masters often want to get a hold of them to utilize in their techniques.

|||MANIPULATOR OF FLESH|||
Through much experimentation in the past 17 years Nazo has become capable of contorting the human structure into a puppet contraption.

Jutsu List
My humble self is the funeral home's undertaker,

► Your Techniques

[--E--]

Bunshin No Jutsu
[Clone Technique]

Henge No Jutsu
[Transformation Technique]

Kawarimi No Jutsu
[Body Replacement Technique]

Nawanuke No Jutsu
[Escape Technique]

Kakuremino No Jutsu
[Cloak of Invisibility Technique]

[--D--] Ten

Oboro Bunshin no Jutsu
[Haze Clone Technique]

Kanashibari no Jutsu
[Temporary Paralysis Technique]

Soushuriken no Jutsu
[Manipulated Shuriken Technique]

[--C--]

Chakura no Ito
[Chakra Threads]

Shikoku Fuuin
[Finger Carving Seal]

Chakura no Mesu
[Chakra Scalpel]

Fuuton: Daitoppa
[Wind Release: Great Breakthrough]

Fuuton: Shinkuuha
[Wind Release: Vacuum Wave]

Fuuton: Shinkuugyoku
[Wind Release: Vacuum Sphere]

Fuuton: Reppuushou
[Wind Release: Gale Palm]

[--B--]

Dokugiri
[Poison Mist]

Saikan Chuushutsu no Jutsu
[Delicate Illness Extraction Technique]

Fuuton: Atsugai
[Wind Release: Pressure Damage]

Fuuton: Shinkuu Taigyoku
[Wind Release: Vacuum Great Sphere]

Fuuton: Shinkuu Renpa
[Wind Release: Vacuum Serial Waves]

[--A--]

Ranshinshou
[Body Pathway Derangement]

Inventory
and I humbly accept your request for service.

► Weapons!

• Ankokukumo Scroll (Summons Ankokukumo)
  
• Shinigami Scroll (Summons Shinigami)
  
• Kuraku Scroll (Summons Kuraku)
  
  
• 2 Senbon Launcher (one on each arm)
  
• 12 Smoke Grenades (3 packs)
  
• 5 Hikari (5 packs)
  
• 1 Small-Sized Scroll (for carrying the extra senbon)
  
• 1 Small-Sized Scroll (for carrying the other throw-ables)

Since I am a puppet master I feel these would be more reasonable in place of the other starter items

skill profieciency
I will provide a handmade coffin, just for you,
► Shinobi Traits

► Skill Chakra Reserves
► Rank B-Rank
► points three

► Skill Chakra Control
► Rank A-Rank
► points four

► Skill Shunshin
► Rank C-Rank
► points two

► Skill Ninjutsu
► Rank A-Rank
► points four

► Skill Taijutsu
► Rank E-Rank
► points zero

► Skill Genjutsu
► Rank E-Rank
► points zero

► Skill Medical Ninjutsu
► Rank A-Rank
► points two

► Skill Kugutsu no Jutsu
► Rank B-Rank
► points two

► Skill Fuinjutsu
► Rank B-Rank
► points zero[Clan]

OOC Information
and you'll surely be satisfied with its comfort.

Outside Info, Yo!

► Face Claim
Ren, Homma | Kuroshitsuji | the Undertaker

► Chatango Name
Tosuke06 and Hikotsu

► Other Characters
Kazue Yasui, Hiryuu Saito, Kakuzu
(this is my last one since I'm capping myself because of Kakuzu)

► Special Position Claim
Human Puppetry

Edited Template originally designed by solfege.

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[Akemi]

[Me]

Okay:

[1] | Puppety Mastery would be S-Rank+ Kugutsu no Jutsu, but you only possess B-Rank skill in it, thus is limited to its details restrictions. Please remove.

[2] | Add human puppetry to your SA[Special Ability] listings.

[3] | You need your genin to have 1 complete non-solo thread, even if small, to be completed before you claim a position.

[The Reaper]

edited the SA

[Me]

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