Kasuya

Kasuya
Personal
Birthplace	Land of Rain
Age	26
Height	5'6
Weight	125
Kekkei Genkai	None
Classification	None
Areas of Expertise	Espionage
Affiliation	Kumogakure
Rank
Ninja Rank	Jounin
Genin-Equivalent Age	8
Chuunin-Equivalent Age	9
Nature Type
Element (Affinity)	Lightning
Element (Secondary)	Wind

Signature Jutsu
Plummeting

There’s rarely been a breath spoken of Kasuya’s past. No family, no origin, no identity. The only thing certain is that Kasuya threw her wandering days behind her when she joined Kumogakure. She meant to join the ranks as a much needed genjutsuist amidst the swordsmen and lightning practitioners. What she did not expect was that overtime the rowdy bunch atop the mountain began to thaw some of her frozen demeanor. Though she still has a bit of an outsider’s perspective, she now counts herself as a Kumo shinobi.

Background

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Kasuya was a strange child, and when she witnessed a display of common village cruelty, she grew stranger still. She had a fixation with death, and her dreams turned to nightmares of death and carnage. Friend, stranger, anyone she met she saw die a thousand times to the point she got more conditioned to it than most shinobi many times her age. When they died most of the time she was killing them, strangling or burning alive both foe and friend. She had a weird detachment from reality.

Her village was a common one, and shinobi had long since stopped being born there so it was strange when she began displaying signs of becoming a very powerful shinobi. Due to her morbid behavior and dangerous powers, her parents tried to drive her from the village, and she ended up causing their deaths. She felt a twinge of sorrow, but how could she be horrified when she'd already seen them die a hundred times?

She began her wanderer as a small child, and her first slice of happiness came when she met a kind innkeeper and his wife. He was a retired Gansao, and recognized the signs of a shinobi in her. He taught her genjutsu, and he was startled by her swift progress. She was a genius shinobi, but not one of his clan. Her style was too savage, unpredictable and strangely unfocused. He helped stabilize her powers, and that's when men came to recruit her.

They were shinobi from the Land of Rain, recruiting young shinobi for war efforts. With her powerful illusions Kasuya was suited for espionage, and her time of hell began. Murdering, stealing, lying, she discovered it all too quickly. She rose to Jounin level in a short time. But when a mission almost got her killed and the war died down, she set out. She wasn't going to die on some pointless mission. If she died, it'd be for her own ends, not for some paltry village to make a little money.

Personality

Kasuya's nature has always been defined by her dreams. Ever since a small age she's had dreams of horrifying violence, the kind that would make a normal person unable to sleep. For that reason, she's always gotten too little sleep and has a bottomless darkness in her heart.

However, that's who she is, but she chooses what she does. Despite her nature or perhaps because of it Kasuya understands the value of life, and is just as likely to help someone as harm them. She picks and chooses her masters, and has moved to Kumogakure largely due to the lack of intrigue and corruption in their nature. She's proven to be loyal to the village, albeit with little patience for becoming "one of the crowd."

Appearance

Hair as dark as pitch seems to drink in the light. It falls in jagged locks around her face. It's shaggy as a mane, but held down in place by strips of cloth that crisscross through her hair like a mummy's bandages coming unraveled. Under dark brows are navy blue eyes. They seem like shadows on water, and there are dark bags under them as if from lack of sleep. Yet she moves with a certain precision that's not lessened by her eternal state of dilated eyes and wan skin.

Kasuya is a lean woman of twenty or so. Long legs, high chest, the sort one would expect of a hardened shinobi. She wears a tanktop with a turtleneck collar. Her pants billow out loosely to merge into a skirt, only visible as leggings when she takes a wider stance. Instead of shinobi shoes, she wears geta sandals of crimson, lacquered wood. The same wood that makes up the bracelets looped around her arms. Over this casual finery she wears a long robe that trails down to her knees. It's open like a jacket, with billowing sleeves and a sash that slants across her chest, to hold in place the blade on her back.

 

Relationships

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Kumogakure

Name	Relationship	Notes
Iwata Michiko	Cute lil student	Michiko will always be Michiko-chan to Kasuya.
Yotsuki Hiei	The head hancho	Hiei always surprised Kasuya with how he stuck around. She’s not exactly an easy person to get along with. She considers him the quinissential Kumo shinobi. Amazing hand to hand taijutsu, strong, confident, and about as stubborn as those goats of his. She’s admired how he’s been able to juggle roles as a family man, shinobi, and now the Raikage.
Nagamura Shuuren	Former Kumo shinobi	Kasuya finds few people more enjoyable to be around than Shuuren. Particularly that time they snuck into Kiri, looking to snatch up some loot. Too bad they ran into a few annoyances. He may be in a distant country now, but Kasuya has never let that get in the way of keeping in touch with him, mostly to ask for an occassional favor.
Hizumu Arashi	Reckless	Arashi came to Kasuya’s attention in the recent Storm Brigade incident. Kasuya was impressed with his bravery in going after the Storm Brigade, while being exasperated at such a reckless measure. He’s since earned Kasuya’s interest, and a bit of respect as well.
Zero	???	Their first meeting was a memorable one for Kasuya. Mostly because Zero was a strange girl who’d fallen out of a cliff from within a big box marked 0.

Private records

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(OOC note: Kasuya has recurring nightmares in which the people she’s seen die. Needless to say, she’s a bad sleeper.)

Disturbed. Creepy. Batshit crazy. That’s what some people think about me, and they aren’t far off. There’s a reason I have dark circles under my eyes. There’s a reason I’m never seen sleeping. Or when I am the most I can do is lean against a wall, close my eyes, and hope I can get consecutive hours of rest. I have recurring nightmares. They’re not the vague type where I’m running from something, or standing naked in front of the class. They’re darker, scarier, and far more sadistic than I’ve ever told anyone.

The fuel for my nightmares is the people I see. People I’ve spotted walking around that day. Enemies I’ve killed. Friends I’ve known. In my dreams I see them and they die. Sometimes they’re killed by a force of nature, sometimes by disease, or sometimes with my own hands. The worst people are those still living. I’ll have a drink with a friend by day, and be throttling the life from their necks with my own two hands. I may like them in the daylight, but the more I do, the more they are killed in my dreams at night. Again and again, and the years roll by. It’s an endless parade of death.

I’ve written journals like this, but it’s been years. Someone suggested I write it to “process” my emotions, but all it did was remind me of how messed up I am. Now I’m writing it because they’re worse than ever, so I’m desperate enough to give that processing another attempt. And I know why it’s gotten so bad. I’ve moved from my peacefully detached house on the cliff, to the middle of the village. It wasn’t something I’ve wanted to do, but my idiot fellow shinobi have been running off to singlehandedly defeat the Brigade. They never come back, except in my dreams, as corpses. So I need to protect my friends from the Brigade. Most of all, I need to yank Hiei-kun and any others back who’d be foolish enough to run off solo, and wind up dead.

+ Losing it

This is insane.

I can see it in their eyes. They fear me. Working around the village, I’m a Kumo shinobi but still not quite one of them. I’m that genjutsuist. That outsider. But that’s not really what I mind. In fact I came to Kumo for that very reason. To be their protector, against another illusory shinobi. Only my talents are being put to a new use. I’m helping to train shinobi…to resist genjtusu. That’s right, these brats are like cats sharpening their claws on a cat post. Except they’re sharpening their claws by learning how to defend against me, the cat post. I’m going crazy. No, I’m already crazy.

(OOC: Drawn in different ways and varying sizes) Crazy. Crazy. Craaaaazy. Crazy. Yep, I’m going crazy. And they’re crazy too. I need to leave. I’m going to leave. I’m joining the invasion of the Storm Brigade. It will let me blow off some steam. And then maybe after that I’ll leave Kumo, live somewhere alone in peace, and never have to asphyxiate, subdue, or terrify another kid ever again. Goddamn brats.

+ Stampede

(After a mission involving a goat stampede)

I see them everywhere. Bleating. Headbutting me. Fur flying, eyes rolling, running through the streets. They won’t stop. I have to kill them. Bathe in their blood. At least that’s how it is when I sleep. When I wake I have to rationally and peacefully deal with the accursed creatures. How I hate reality.

It’s not hard to see how the people in my dream were killed tonight. People are still investigating how all those goats came stampeding down the mountain and invaded the village. They trashed the buildings, trashed everything, but admirably none of the villagers died. The shinobi really did their job and prioritized the people before the paperwork. It was almost comical throughout the day. Goats! I actually laughed. But that didn’t keep me from dreaming we’d failed. The goats trampled people, impaled people on those horns, and drove everyone to their deaths. I’ve decided. I need to move back up to my house, far away from the villagers. It’s better there. A bit more lonely, but far less nightmares. I’ve forgotten what a good night of sleep feels like.

+ Zero Sum

My dream was a bit of a premonition. It wasn’t the first time my nightmares full of death and horror took place on the mountain. I watched as a line of people stood at the edge of the cliff, and were booted off. By me. Some part of me screamed to stop, but I couldn’t stop kicking each successive person off the cliff. Watching as they fell silently into that oblivion. I woke up just as it was me being kicked off the cliff, and somehow I felt relief even as I fell. It’s not the first time I was happy for a nightmare to end, even if it meant my death.

I went down to the same cliff that day. I don’t know why. And there I found a box with the number 0 on it, and a girl with the number 0 on her. Guess what she said her name was? That’s right. I met Zero. She is messed up badly. Someone had her caged and tortured, and they knew their business too. These were professionals. She can hardly string a coherent sentence together. Standard procedure meant I should grill her for more answers, but I couldn’t find it in myself to tear her down. She’s been through hell.

Maybe she’s a spy. Maybe she’s pulling the wool over my eyes. Then again, maybe this dream meant to tell me something.

Theme Song

Welcome to the Nightmare by YukikoAMV

Skills

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Styles and Skills

Styles	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Lightning Kenjutsu	Lightning Manipulation	Lucid Genjutsu
Wind Manipulation	Invisible Text	Invisible Text

Skills	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Heroic Surge	Tree Walking	Water Walking

Taijutsu

D-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Arc Slash	Camouflage	Chakra Dodge
Graceful Slash	Tsuka Tsuppari	Invisible Text
C-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Chakra Dodge II	Jumping Knee Strike	Lightning Flow Sharp
Triple Slash	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
B-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
High Frequency Sharp	Moonsault	Invisible Text

Ninjutsu

D-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Chakra Sensitivity	Raikouhira	Spark Shift
Stun Ball	Wind Barrier	Invisible Text
C-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Lightning Clone	Raikouhira II	Invisible Text
B-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Lightning Negation	Lightning Trap Field	Thunder Cannon
A-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Lightning Crash	Invisible Text	Invisible Text

genjutsu

D-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Asphyxiation	Binding Illusion	Clone Mirage
Fade	False Betrayal	Fatigue Smoke
Hell Viewing Technique	Kuppuku	Phantom Evasion
C-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Fade II	False Death Technique	Genjutsu Kai
Phantom Vanish	Submission Aura	Invisible Text
B-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Distortion of Reality	Genjutsu Reversal	Strange Motion
Fade III	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
A-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Inaccurate Evasion	Memory Illusion	Plummeting
S-rank	Invisible Text	Invisible Text
Compulsion	Endless Chase	Memory Loss

RP Logs

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Campaigns Second Promotion Exams - Kumo Against Kumo: Kasuya vs. Ogosokamaru Second Promotion Exams - Stubborn Old Coot: Takeshi vs. Jon Kumo Daimyo Plot - Containing the Chaos Second Promotion Exams - Lightning Round: Kasuya vs. Jon Resource Reclamation - Run of the Mill Resource Reclamation - Goop Mine The Silence - A War Council in the making The Silence - At The Daimyo's Door The Silence - The Door to Darkness Todas Las Personas - Base Invaders (Part 1) Todas Las Personas - Base Invaders Part 2 (Team A) Responsibilities of a Summoner - Rats and Bats The Storm Brigade - Lightning Strikes the Storm S Rank Redeeming Upheavals A Rank B Rank Deadly Treasure Got Drugs? C Rank Cat Burglars Rescue and Raid False Silent Alarm Roast Meat Goattack Spreading Poison: Creepy Cop, Brutal Cop D Rank Rioting and Thieving Social Wanted: Training Partner Right and Wrong

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