Pathetic Strength

General Information:
Name: Uchiwa, Ijirashi Ryouku ''Sothe''
Nickname/Alias: -
Age: 15
Gender: Male

Looks:
Wild. Bushy. Untammeable. Strong. His body is nicely muscled, tan skin looking flawless nearly, but still with the odd mark here and there. He's thin, but not enough to be blown in by the wind, but just enough to be wiry and very agile. He seems to have a sort of energy, a strong like aura around him, encasing him with a strong sort of movement. His hair is long edged spikes, midnight black in color, almost like an abyssial tital wave, ready to swallow his head, combs, birds, pennies and almost anything else you can think off, for good. His eyes are stark black, with a penchant for turning red, a birth defect. He seems to be quite the opponent, almost scaringly so.

His clothing tends to fall on the rather exposed or simple side. Often, his shirt is open, or it is a simple t-shirt, the color varying on the day. His pants are jogging, a bit skin tighter when on a mission, and he wears jeans otherwise. His shoes are as simple as can be, and his ninja equipment is also in pouches around him. His main look is rather like a ruffian, but he carries this air of loyalty as well.

Personality:
He looks wild, bushy and almost strong and rough. He gives off that impression, as he walks towards someone, with a habit of starring straight at them with his eyes. Those eyes change color periodically, mostly each time when he concentrates on something, or feels a negative emotion. He seems to be serious all the time, until he opens his mouth and speaks to people. Sothe's whole life is orientated around respect, honor and lack of strength. He's extremely loyal to the few people he actually lets himself trust, and would follow them onto death, which is scaringly closer then anything else.

He is the total opposite of his looks. He's very clumsy for one, always tripping everywhere and dropping everything. He's a scaredy-cat, always afraid of everything, simply because he is unable to be stronger then them. He considers himself unlucky, but he seems to be very lucky, for Sothe had pretty much escaped being severely injured, even with his patheticness. He has low self esteem, and tends to be a little bit shy around new people, keeping quiet and staying in the corner. However, once he relaxes, he becomes quite goofy, encouraging and very fun oriented, even thought he can't do anything. He's kind and helpful as well, even though he fails more then he succeeds. He's very perceptive however, and hates being lied to.

Often mistaken for a Uchiha, he tends to burst out saying 'UchiWA not UchiHA!''

Personality Trait's:
Sothe, for his patheticness, has traits which he keeps hidden from all. He has a rather engrossive obssession with death and cats, more particularly circling the myths of the Nekomatas, two-tailed cats. This obssession has made him go as far as to search for a way to gain cat traits, but he has failed so far. He's also a ritualist, loving to cast spells and rituals, althought they never effect the world.. at least, in the way he expects them to and notices.
Catch Phrase:
Doushite ware? (Why me?) : Doushite uso, tsunokana? (Why do you lie to me?) : Uso da. (Liar.)



Clan Information
Clan Name: -
Kekkei Genkai: -
Clan Symbol: -
Clan History: -


Rank Information:
Rank: Genin
Village: Sunagakure no Sato

Skill Information:
Skill Specialty:
Main: Ninjutsu
Sub: Medical Ninja

Elemental Affinity:
Main: To be discovered [Katon]
Sub: To be discovered [Suiton]

Special Characteristics:
Sothe has a beserker mode, althought he cannot enter it of his own will. He cannot control it as of yet, and does not know of specific triggers >(those he cares for getting hurt, he injured gravely). This ''mode'' makes his eyes turn red, and he suddenly seems able to do the current technique, or weapon wielding, at his strength level. That means, instead of being a pathetic, a bit lower then Academy Student powered strike, he shall be able to use a normal Genin leveled attack. (the last action he preformed before going berserk.) He has great chakra control, which is the only thing that allowed him to pass the academy. He has weak chakra reserves, and his natural perceptiveness allows him to place his fingers on disruptancies much more then usual. He also has two weapons, which are, surprisingly, the only thing he can semi do well.


Background Information:

Child ~
Born in a small border town between Ame no Kuni and Kaze no Kuni, Sothe was a unwanted child. His parents already had two other children, and hated the fact that Sothe was in fact, a rape child. Within two weeks of his birth, the man that was linked to his birth mother, went to a caravan, and placed the child in their care. From there, he grew up until the age of six, very sickly and barely able to do anything. His life was a schedule, for the caravan had sold him to a circus, and his lack of talent made him assistant to several of the members. All he wanted, was to make someone proud, which is when he ran away from the circus, traveling the large desert of Kaze no Kuni. Eventually, he found his way to the outskirts of Sunagakure no Sato.. where a guard took him up and simply placed him within the academy.

Academy ~
Under her watchful eye and care, he slowly began to learn the shinobi way.. although his childhood weaknesses always made him an easy target for bullies. He was barely able to figure out Academy jutsu and just in time to graduate.

Genin ~
Since then, he has basically tried to accomplish many missions, failing most.. he was without a tea, the whole duration, simply because no one wanted the ''bumbling idiot'' on their team. So he waits.. for someone to show him a kindness.. and to get stronger.

RP Sample:

Hot.

Wet.

Hot and wet.

The male groaned and tripped, getting his head dunked in like an ostrich, stuck in the sand for moments, minutes, hours. However long it was, it was hot, and humid, just draining the life out of him. Wrenching his arms forward, he pushed against the sand, dumping his head out and rolling down the sand dune, to land on his back with a nasty crunch. Ow. That hurt, so very badly. The male gave a whimpering sigh, as he struggled to his feet. Damn his clumsiness, damn it to hell sometimes! He wanted to sob, that's how bad this whole situation was, as he began the long exercise to get back up that goddamn dune. Inch, by little inch, he crawled closer and closer to the top.. almost there! Just another step!

He did it.

He was on top!

That's when the arrow landed at his feet and panicking, he flailed backwards.. falling down.

And down.

'Dammit.' was his only thought, as he lied there. He starred up, the sun all too blinding, when a flash of red was seen.. and his eyes widened. The red landed right there, and held a shining, silver blade to his throat. Strands of wild fire flew in the wind, as tanned face peered at him with piercing green eyes. He was caught, mesmerized.. the young boy had no other want to move.