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Old 02-27-2012, 01:58 AM   #1
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Default [Leaf Jounin] - Takaki Masuyo

Name: Takaki Masuyo
Age: 27
Sex: Female
Height: 5'10"

Character Type: Shinobi

Country/Village: Hi no Kuni, Konohakure no Sato
Rank: Jounin
Division: Omoi


Masuyo is a tall, dark-haired young woman, built lean and narrow. Her arms are long, and her hands are wide, with dextrous fingers. Whatever Masuyo does, she does slowly, savoring the moment, and it reflects itself in everything; from her voice, careful and precise, to her stride, long and sinuous. Her skin is pale, too pale, one might say, for a shinobi who spends their life practicing in the heat and killing beneath the sun, and they'd be right. Because she's another kind entirely.

I dress for a funeral, Masuyo would say, though if so it's a strange funeral. She wears all black, from head to toe, with a long coat that ends just after her hips, within which all the nasty lovely tools of her trade are hidden. Her clothes are just as dark beneath, and hang loosely off her body to help hide the chain shirt that's saved her life half a dozen times. When she wears her headband, it's around her neck, and rarely will she be seen without cigarette on hand.


Masuyo sees people as things. Items to be known, to be examined and manipulated according to her whims, and that's a fact. Sometimes she is fond of a person, sometimes she dislikes them, but Masuyo always sees men and women as puzzles. She acknowledges she can never understand them, no, not wholly; it's an art, like painting, like wordplay; they will never cease to surprise her, and every secret is a gem she treasures and hoards.

Her favorite weapon is familiarity, physical, verbal and emotional. A hand an inch too low, a smile a fraction too wide, a word spoken just a hint more slowly is all it takes. Some think of her perspective as sadistic, and they might not be wrong, but she certainly doesn't think of it that way. She would say that she loves people, and she loves to understand people, and loves to take them apart to see what makes them tick, and put them back together into something a tad more entertaining for both of them.

Primary Archetype: Genjutsu Specialist ()
Primary: Mental
Secondary: Chakra
Tertiary: Physical
Stat Merit: +2 to Willpower, +1 to Intelligence
Stat Flaw: -2 to Strength, -1 to Stamina
Secondary Archetype: Ninjutsu Specialist []
Stat Merit: +2 to Power, +1 to Control
Stat Flaw: -2 to Strength, -1 to Tactics

Combo Archetype: Bookworm
Archetypes: Ninjutsu Specialist – Genjutsu Specialist
Combo Special: You may spend up to two rather than one thread points on jutsu. The second point spent on jutsu must always be a Genjutsu or Ninjutsu.


{Account Points}
|Thread Points|


Intelligence: 1(+1)+21+|2|=25
Tactics: 1[-1]+20+|1|=21
Willpower: 1(+2)+19=22


Power: 1[+2]+17{+1}=21
Control: 1[+1]+15{+3}=20
Reserves: 1+18=19


Strength: 1[-2](-2)+10=7
Speed: 1+19=20
Stamina: 1(-1)+11=11

Jutsus and Techniques

Leaf Genjutsu
Stage One
Etainoshirenai no Fugou
Requirements: Control 3, Intelligence 2
Stage Two
Dokuji no Gyoushi
Requirements: Power 6, Control 6, Intelligence 4
Stage Three
Kyouchikutou no Jumon
Requirements: Power 10, Control 10, Willpower 8
Replacing: Open Slot
Requirements: 10 Intelligence, 10 Tactics, 8 Reserves
Stage Four
Aitou no Hibiki
Requirements: Intelligence 14, Tactics 13, Willpower 11, Control 10
Stage Five
Requirements: Power 18, Control 17, Reserves 17, Tactics 14
Requirements: Intelligence 17, Tactics 16, Willpower 16, Power 15
Requirements: Intelligence 18, Tactics 17, Willpower 17, Control 14
Stage Six
Magen: Haitai Chihyou no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 21, Tactics 20, Willpower 19, Power 17, Control 15

Leaf Mokuton
Stage One
Mokuton: Zenchi
Requirements: Power 2, Tactics 2
Stage Two
Chiru Konoha no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 5, Tactics 4, Willpower 4
Stage Three
Mokuton: Takken
Requirements: Power 8, Control 8, Reserves 6; Mokuton: Zenchi
Konoha Bunshin no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 9, Tactics 9, Control 7
Stage Four
Mokuton: Nakahehairu no Jutsu
Requirements: Power 14, Control 13, Reserves 11, Tactics 10
Konoha Shunshin No Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 15, Tactics 15, Willpower 13, Power 14
Stage Five
Mokuton: Bunmei
Requirements: Power 17, Control 16, Reserves 16, Intelligence 15; Mokuton Takken
Stage Six
Moku Shinbunshin no Jutsu
Requirements: Power 21, Control 20, Reserves 19, Intelligence 17, Tactics 15
Konoha Sogekihei no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 21, Tactics 20, Willpower 19, Power 17, Control 15

Those Lacking Opacity
Stage One
Requirements: Power 4, Control 4
Stage Two
Doujutsu: Senrigan
Requirements: Intelligence 5, Tactics 4, Willpower 4
Stage Three
Tookukiki no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 8, Tactics 6, Willpower 8
Stage Four
Otonai no Jutsu
Requirements: Intelligence 14, Tactics 13, Willpower 11, Power 10

Global Ninjutsu
Stage One
Kawarimi No Jutsu
Requirements: Power 2, Tactics 2
Henge No Jutsu
Requirements: Control 3, Intelligence 2
Stage Two
{Chakra Hikari no Jutsu}
Requirements: Power 6, Control 6, Intelligence 4
Stage Three
{Chakra Tsuitou no Jutsu}
Requirements: Power 8, Control 8, Reserves 6
Stage Four
{Saihen no Te}
Requirements: Intelligence 12, Tactics 11, Willpower 10, Power 12,
Stage Five
Requirements: Power 19, Control 19, Reserves 18, Intelligence 16
Stage Six
{Kage Bunshin no Jutsu}
Requirements: Power 21, Control 20, Reserves 19, Intelligence 17, Tactics 15

Vision Goggles (Night Vision, Zoom) - 3
Debilitating Poison - 3
Breathing Apparatus - 1

Weapon Points Remaining: 1
Additional Weapon Points Gained: 0



My father said it was a waste. For me to become a shinobi, I mean. 'Look at you,' he'd used to say, before it was set in stone, 'clever girl, you're a scientist, you're a politician, you're a lawyer, you're not a warrior, are you?' And I didn't know whether to answer yes or no, because if I agreed with father, mother would get angry.

Father was a researcher, a studier of secret and experimental things that he was not allowed to share with anybody. He loved me, I know it's true, and he loved my mother, but he didn't like what we did. Distasteful, is the word, he told me once, but he was lying, and I know it's true. Just afraid, afraid of the things we face and do, and that we won't come back one day.

On the other hand there was mother, a woman cut from a different cloth altogether. She was a soldier to the bone, and she ran the household like a captain does their ship. 'Do this,' she'd say, and it'd be done. 'You should consider being a shinobi,' she told me one day, when I was very young, and she had been so somber, so certain. So I did.

But I think my father might have been right. I took after him, you know. Didn't much care for rigors of combat, for the moment to moment fighting. Hated getting sweaty, hated getting tired. No stamina, my instructors in the physical told me. You lack focus.

My other teachers praised me for it. 'You have such focus,' they told me, praised my spiritual strength. But they were wrong. I loved it. I loved how clean it was. No muscling in, no bleeding or yelling, no noise. Just quiet practice, again and again, until I got it right. I loved it, and it loved me. My father was proud of my study in the quiet, my mother silently disappointed; I hated how she lingered, how she told me to practice, dragged me from my books to her exercises in the yard. 'I don't care about that,' I told her once, but she didn't mind teaching me anyway, kept it up until I was exhausted and could barely stand. I hated her for taking my books from me, and in my free moments I dreamt of hurting her.

I hadn't put much thought to graduation; Mother and Father kept telling me things, and none of them lined up right. They agreed that it would be hard; father with a look in his eye like he was watching something fragile fall, mother with her constant warnings to prepare, to be ready. I didn't much like thinking about it, and before I knew graduation was there.


When you get to reach my age, you'll understand how wearying children are. They're like mirrors of what was, staring back at you. Everything reminds you of something you've seen before. That Masuyo, she was like my sister, before she took a bolt in the chest at that bandit raid. Figured I had her pegged; real upright kid, spoke her mind, even when she ought not. Breaks my heart, raising these kids, making 'em realize the world isn't quite what they think.

Girl wasn't all there, I think. Head up in the clouds. I'll tell you, brought us no end of close calls. Despaired of ever getting the poor girl ready; that one knew all the tricks, didn't have the first clue how to use 'em and didn't care to know. All flash, no substance.

Not sure what made it click, but when it did, she blossomed on the field. Was real inquisitive, had the knack, once she turned her mind to the problems instead of the solutions, she could've carried the whole damn team on her back. I taught 'em how to walk softly, tell a good lie, kill quietly, and she learned right quick. Girl put a brave face on it, but I knew it had to have tore her up inside. She's just like my later sister in that, I know. No one can do the things we do and feel nothing, especially one with as much a heart as her.

The other two, they were real good at making problems disappear, but they were real messy about it. Masuyo, she had a real talent for getting around it all, for makin' sure it wasn't necessary. She'd always been a bit cocky, mind, more than any girl's got business being, but time taught her to temper it. Can't say I've been of much help to her; easy to teach kids who do what you do, always been so, but her talents went the other direction.

I've gotta say, she ain't much like my sis in that. Not much at all. Sometimes, I catch myself wondering whether I know all her tricks. Might be I wouldn't know it even if she tried something right in front of me. Unnerved her teammates a tad once she learned she had a knack.

Impressed the bigwigs upstairs enough. Called me in to an interview one day, some time after she'd become a young woman, asked me a few questions. 'Bout how we handled those murders in Atsumi, that bandit encampment in Yokuchi and that tragedy in Metsubushi. Must have liked what I told 'em, cause she got a little something in the mail. She met us all wearing her new flak jacket, proud as could be. I tell ya, could've been the first time that girl ever cried.


Takaki-sensei? Yeah, I remember her. Don't think any of the kids in her class ever could forget. Left an impression, that one did.

Came in one day, smiling like she had a secret. We had other teachers sure, taijutsu tutors and such, but she kept charge of our schedule, arranged it all, made sure nothing went our way if we didn't pass her little tests. 'There's something wrong with this classroom,' she'd say, each morning, instead of 'good morning' like any regular person. 'Try and find it for me.' Got real obvious real fast she made a living making things seem different than what they really were.

'The key,' she said, when I asked, 'to being a good shinobi is letting others think you're someone different than you really are.' And she smiled again. I was stupid then, thought I understood it. Learned to fear that smile later. We all did.

Did everything she could to keep us off our guard. She never told us, but she tried to keep some illusion running to unsettle us, keep us on our toes. We learned to watch her hands, and every time they passed out of sight we'd be ready for something. Sensei didn't do it all the time, or even most of the time. Just enough to make us wonder. No one wanted to meet her eyes. We were afraid of what might happen if we did.

I think she enjoyed watching us. When I asked, she ran a single nail down the part of my hair and told me it was to make sure we were prepared, to be ready, and yes. She enjoyed helping us. If she was lying I didn't see it, but she makes a living making things seem different than they really are.


Hello again, darlings.

It took a while for me to really understand. My mother was a soldier to the core, all military discipline and directed destruction. They went to her when they wanted a place made into a crater, or a man dead as fast as possible. She was a weapon and they knew it, had a clear idea of what they were dealing with. It's never as simple in my line of work. I do my art by reaching into people's minds and twisting them. Should've figured that wouldn't help with trust.

They're right, you know. About people like me.

You know what they say as well as I. They think they're joking as they say it, and maybe they are, but they're worried too, and jokes are the best way to get those worries out. 'Did you just make me think that?' Or 'is this for real?' Like I'd stick my hand into their brain and screw with its circuitry, just to see how it all worked out.

Joking but not lying, I tell them 'maybe.'

It's difficult for us to distinguish between the world that is and the world that we want it to be. People like me, we aren't fast or strong, or even all that smart. No, we just learned something everyone else didn't. One day it just clicked. People are like books to be studied, to be understood, and if you know all the twists and turns you know what they'll try next. You gotta understand, take advantages where they come. That official, people think he's heartless, but that ain't true. He's got a niece he loves to dote on. Just need to take her for a little walk, and make a call.

Your face flushes when you're horrified, you know? Adorable, really. Shinobi like my mother, they get by as soldiers. They do what they're told, and nothing more. But people like me, we know our way around. We know how to play with people's heads. All it takes is a few words in the right order and you can do just about anything, and you won't find any craters left behind.

Collateral damage is a funny thing, it complicates things, makes it harder to explain why Konoha wasn't involved when push comes to shove. Our shinobi aren't the subtle sort, they burn things, they destroy things, but sometimes an event requires discretion. And when it happened, those big wigs in charge knew I could get it done without leaving a trace behind. I tell them how I do things, they get uncomfortable, so I don't tell, or don't tell all. They reprimand me sometimes, but my results were enough to put their minds at ease, and then some. Did a lot of work setting up corporate sabotage, framing families. Can't tell you what was running through their heads, but I imagine they got to the point where whoever they had doing the jobs up there just wasn't enough, and I could handle something more.

If I had to guess, that's why I'm a jounin now, and dear mother was a chuunin all her life.


It's a real pity you know, the ANBU coming back.

Not the answer you expected, was it? Everyone loves the ANBU. Real wholesome, they were. Kind. Represented all the values we love in this place, heroes of our childhood. Of course you love them. But they don't do good for the village, do they? Bunch of hypocrites, they are. Got it into their heads we should get back to being good old fashioned cutthroat mercenaries, but honest ones.

Konoha was changing for the better, and that's the right of it, without those old men standing in line, keeping everyone in check. You ask me, might be a bit too convenient those beasts attacked when they did, and the ANBU knew all the tricks to make 'em blow away like a dream on waking. I think maybe our beloved ANBU are a little less honest than they'd like to have us think.

Jot that down in your little journal and think for a while darling, you'll come 'round. I know you will.

Other Info:
  1. She has a book of signatures, including the signature of Aburame Tetsumi
  2. Four AP spent on stats.
  3. Five AP spent on jutsu

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A Delicate Touch - Nemuri, Konoha Sogekihei no Jutsu and One Intelligence
Freedom of Information - Potential To Learn Lightning, Cameo
Investigating The Elite - Bougyou, Doujutsu: Senrigan and One Intelligence
School of Hard Knocks - Otonai no Jutsu, Tookukiki no Jutsu and One Tactics
Team Twelve: #twerkbegins - Cameo
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