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Post by haru on Jun 20, 2019 10:05:59 GMT -6
BIRTH NAME, the hōn lineage of the kaguya clan selected his name in deference to the edicts of an ancient tradition. upon his conception, a divinatory ritual involving the bones of a bakekujira would reveal the sign kikuyō (bountiful harvest) to his mother and her kind.
• ijiyoi (nimble letter).
• hayaihyō (leopard's marrow).
• kagunmei (dance of the dead).
AGE & SEX, thirteen years of age & male.
DATE OF BIRTH, the ninth of august.
BIRTH LAND, tsuchi no kuni (land of earth).
HIDDEN VILLAGE, iwagakure no sato (hidden stone village).
OCCUPATION & RANK,
• enlisted genin, iwagakure shinobi forces.
• current experience: 4500!!
CLAN & KEKKAI GENKAI,
• descendant of the kaguya ichizoku.
• inheritor of latent dna carrying the hyūga ichizoku's kekkai genkai.
• harbors a natural affinity for doton chakra.
• schooled in kenjutsu, with a focus in iaijutsu.
• trained as a taijutsu specialist.
• maintains a chakra reserve of one massive.
• possesses exceptional (lv. eight) speed; solid (lv. five) strength and defense; subpar (lv. two) intelligence, taijutsu, and stamina; and inferior (lv. one) ninjutsu and hand-seals.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT,
• five feet, four inches.
• one-hundred and four pounds.
HAIR & EYES,
• neck-length, dark brown hair.
• upturned eyes with hazel irises.
PSYCHE, while raised austerely, kikuyō’s natural aversion to authority would later induce him to rebel. he now conducts himself according to more libertine principles. his incipient erotic impulses often impel behavior that most would characterize as licentious. nonetheless, he does possess a romantic side, and has often been booted from iwagakure’s pleasure quarters for attempting to court the women of pleasure working there. one would not be wrong in labeling kikuyō a hedonist, under the caveat that he often derives gratification from pursuits most would consider ungratifying—murder, the chief among them. indeed, perhaps attributable to his upbringing or simply to his dna, the youth often finds himself lusting for blood. in tamer moments, he thrives on the literary pleasures of haiku poetry. his penchant for adventure serves this sole purpose—to feed his poetic pen. days spent reading and reciting the works of ancient haijin have granted him an eloquence and ease with the spoken word. and his covetous streaks often employ these skills to devious, if not downright machiavellian, purposes. last, a complement to his swashbuckling demeanor and a throughline connecting each of his disparate qualities is kikuyō’s taste for quality humor.
BIOGRAPHY, pools of severed flesh, mangled bones, and tortured expressions lay lifelessly, entangled in a grotesque pile. a sacrificial fire burns. prying eyes scour the exhibit, mouths whisper back and forth, feet shuffle restlessly. if you listen closely, through the vulture’s caw and the drum’s pound you can hear the first cries of a baby emerging from his mother’s womb. his name, kikuyō, was divined on the day of his conception, and it echoes now throughout the congregation. rapidly, priests in crimson robes encircle the newborn, chanting indecipherable phrases to an ancient god. the smell of burnt meat washes over the crowd as acolytes begin shoveling carcasses into the ravenous flames. suddenly, frenzy-eyed clansmen jump from their positions and into the hellish fray, dancing frantically as if possessed. the chanting intensifies. high-pitched, maniacal laughter leaps from lips that contort into devilish grins—lips that drip with warm blood, that lather themselves with raw flesh, that find joy in suffering. they celebrate new life deep into the night, and awaken in the morning naked, covered in blood and ash, marrow and wine.
the series of events leading up to kikuyō’s birth remain unknown to outsiders. however, his childhood admits of no such secrecy. the hōn contingent of the kaguya clan raised him according to the traditions established by their ancestors and retained in the sacred scroll kagakure. he spent his earliest years beside his mother kikui—long enough to grow inseparably attached—before being ripped away from her and thus struck with his first life-lesson.
once his skeleton had matured beyond infancy, he was shuttled into a convent of similarly aged kaguya and schooled in the ways of the shikotsumyaku. cultivated as warriors, they were wrenched from their mother’s milk and taught to quench their thirst with blood. a long-established, austere code specified their every movement in meticulous detail, and from dawn to dusk, kagushiyō (clan matriarchs) oversaw the youths’ perfect obedience to this ancient tradition. they awoke at sunrise and inaugurated each day by meditating on death, before beginning their collective hike up the perilously steep honezen plateau. once elevated and sufficiently deprived of oxygen, they were trained in ancient kata, pitted against one another, rigorously drilled, and otherwise molded into instruments of war. when kikuyō lacked discipline, he would be whipped; when he spoke out of turn, his tongue would be lacerated; when he lacked swiftness, his limbs would be strained apart; and if he ever gave up, he would have been hung. he witnessed much death during these years. he grew comfortable watching the muffled cries, the violent kicking of legs that soon dangled, departed. over time, their collective was carved down from a nondescript block and into a masterful sculpture—an aesthetic feat that would conclude with a final test: the rite of passage.
the vernal equinox, a momentous day marking the termination of winter and the renewal of spring, bears additional significance for the kaguya. on this day, clan members gather from every corner of tsuchi no kuni to witness the next generation’s evolution beyond childhood. those few youths that triumph will become full-fledged, independent kaguya; the remainder will face an excruciating and public execution at the hands of their peers. while the official ceremony commences with the inauguration of spring, the more demanding measure of the rite begins a week in advance. gathering everything that they have learned, each youth must venture alone into the treacherous wilderness that surrounds their encampment. there they must spend one week fending for themselves, to return on the seventh day, the day of the vernal equinox, with a sacrificial offering.
as they are each fed a potent hallucinogenic before they embark on their trial, kikuyō’s memory of the arduous week remains clouded. nonetheless, the story has often been told of his return to the throng of kaguya attendees worn and tattered, dragging behind him the rag-doll body of a gargantuan leopard. the extraordinary sight would later induce the nickname hayaihyō from his clanmates. he can still remember the spine-rattling clamor of the crowd as the remaining handful of trial-goers returned bearing their own ritual oblations, for they knew what was soon to come. following a protracted ceremony, the youths would be pulled into couples and baptized in blood and soot before the audience. and then they would fight to the death. a vehement battle ensued in each instance, both sides exhausted from the days prior, yet flooded with adrenaline nonetheless. one final stand. when his name was called, the young hōn danced exquisitely with his peer, wild-eyed and half-mad. after tussling for some time, he dug his hand into the boy’s chest and snatched out his heart. the child collapsed, fear his final expression, and overtaken by primal mania, kikuyō devoured the warm organ to the crowd’s terrible delight. when the fervor settled, the kagushiyō granted him the title kagunmei.
the world had transformed during the years he’d spent secluded from the surrounding populace. word had spread of an ominous prophesy, and a fortified village had been established deeper within tsuchi no kuni. named iwagakure no sato, the newly erected settlement desperately sought military might, and many of his fellow clansmen had already migrated from their rural homeland into the urban center. as such, returning to honor his mother with newfound pride, kikuyō would only be granted some few days respite before emissaries arrived demanding that able-bodied youths report to the stone for enlistment. understanding somewhat the gravity of the situation, he yielded to their requisition and departed the following day.
and so it was that he began his spell within the academy. he quickly discovered that city-life harmonized much more consonantly with his natural proclivities. while his earliest readings had been limited to clan texts, he found within the village library disquisitions on a panoply of topics, which titillated his fancy. it was during this period that his love for haiku poetry blossomed—an interest that would so distract him that he was forced to remain within the academy for an additional term. of course, there were other, more ignoble habits that began to develop during this interval, as well. he could often be found roaming the yūkaku during class time, sight-seeing, gambling, and otherwise mingling with unsavory folk. by the time he graduated he had adopted the penname ijiyoi and established his secondary practice as a haijin. he received the rank of genin in stride, and while once it had seemed a temporary gig, over the course of two years he had grown fond of the village and his role within it. while his upbringing and natural talents rendered him an asset to the military, he ofttimes enjoyed completing his own assignments and collecting heads of his own.
today, kikuyō stands with his arms crossed, amusedly watching his younger brother kikuchi complete his own graduation ceremony. he imagines the blood they will well and smiles a crimson smile.
ALIGNMENT, chaotic neutral.