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[attr="class","ntpleftwrap"]  | [attr="class","ntprightwrap"] [attr="class","ntpfirstname"] Watabachi [attr="class","ntplastname"] Kamizuru [attr="class","ntps1b1"] Male [attr="class","ntps1b2"] 19 YEARS OLD [attr="class","ntps1b3"] Pansexual [attr="class","ntps1b4"] Iwagakure [attr="class","ntps1fc"] Naoto Kagami from Laughing Under The Clouds |
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[attr="class","ntpsplit2"]appearance
[attr="class","ntps2b1"][attr="class","ntps2st"]HAIR
Black
Black
[attr="class","ntps2b2"][attr="class","ntps2st"]EYES
Dark Purple
Dark Purple
[attr="class","ntps2b1"][attr="class","ntps2st"]HEIGHT
5'7" (000cm)
5'7" (000cm)
[attr="class","ntps2b2"][attr="class","ntps2st"]BUILD
Slender|Slightly Muscular
Slender|Slightly Muscular
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Wata is a dear fan of the Hattori Clan of Amegakure and dresses himself in loose fighting scarves and hoods to appear more like them. Despite this, he retains a deep love for breeding insects in his pursuit to outdo a rival from the Aburame clan. His favorite is the Scorpion yet he is terrified of Butterflies.
Wata is a dear fan of the Hattori Clan of Amegakure and dresses himself in loose fighting scarves and hoods to appear more like them. Despite this, he retains a deep love for breeding insects in his pursuit to outdo a rival from the Aburame clan. His favorite is the Scorpion yet he is terrified of Butterflies.
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[attr="class","ntpsplit2"]personality
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Boundless Curiosity|Relentless|Jovial|Dedicated|Sneaky
[attr="class","ntps2st"]CHARACTER STRENGTHS
[break][break][break]Boundless Curiosity|Relentless|Jovial|Dedicated|Sneaky
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Envious|Vengeful|Vulgar Speech|Selectively Obessive|Easily Led Astray
[attr="class","ntps2st"]CHARACTER FLAWS
[break][break][break]Envious|Vengeful|Vulgar Speech|Selectively Obessive|Easily Led Astray
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Breeding Rare Insects|Brewing Honey Liquor|Hattori Clan Members
[attr="class","ntps2st"]LIKES AND INTERESTS
[break][break][break]Breeding Rare Insects|Brewing Honey Liquor|Hattori Clan Members
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Schemer|Avenger|Underdog|I Call Him "Mister Happy"|Ironic Fear
[attr="class","ntps2st"]CHARACTER TROPES
[break][break][break]Schemer|Avenger|Underdog|I Call Him "Mister Happy"|Ironic Fear
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[attr="class","ntpsplit2"]biography
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Watabachi was the love child of his Kamizuru Clan mother and an unknown father who eloped shortly after he was born. As an orphan of the clan, it was decided his care would be up to two members who were without a child of their own. They seemed overjoyed at the prospect. At least that was how it began. For the first two or three years of his life, he was at peace. Cared for by two people who seemed to genuinely care about him. More so than those parents of his who abandoned him on the day he was born. Until a bit of news reached his ears. Those loving parents of his were no longer going to be his alone. They were with child, he'd be a big brother after all this time. Wata was thrilled. Even more so than his adoptive parents had been it seemed.[break]
[break]Because days after they received the news he saw them less and less. They refused to meet his gaze most days. But the silence was nice. So was the solitude. Much better than what years of torment brought him. For yes, they didn't end up having that baby. It loss, and Wata being a silly child just couldn't understand that. So he asked. And asked. Only to be met with silence. And then a fist, the bottle, or a whip. It became clear to him that he was no longer welcome there. What was once a happy, loving family had quickly dissolved into a union of bickering mended by his pain. After years of such torment, he decided to end it all himself. See, Watabachi was not full. Sure he played with a smile and laughed everything off but that was simply his armor. A shield he kept handy for years to come.[break]
[break]Something he learned while scavaging outside in the village wilderness for insects. It was there that he met a shinobi. Someone on a mission, dressed in attire he'd never seen before. Clearly not from Iwagakure but that was hardly his business. So Watabachi made it his own. Practically shoving himself into who he would soon come to know as Hattori Ryo. A shinobi of Ame that had been staking out the village for some time. Though he spared the curious boy the blade after noticing his bruises. They spent days in that forest, chatting about their clans like giddy school girls. Or at least our foolish Watabachi did so on his own. Throwing out all his worries to a stranger who eventually no longer showed. Leaving behind a note and a jar full of bizarre insects that he would since come to know as executioners. That note contained instructions on what to use them for and Wata followed them to the letter before hating to bed. Screams filled his home and by the time anyone had around the deed was done.[break]
[break]His years of toil ended in just a few stings. That was how he became the Kin Stinger. Punching bag of his entire clan but despite that pain, he strives to rise. To meet them all face to face all the same. No matter who he had to betray before getting there. So that meant he didn't have any friends in the clan. Nor would he make any even after entering the academy. If anything he was bullied time and time again. Started off small at first. Stealing his shoes, tripping him at lunch, the usual petty things you'd expect from children. All things he could ignore. Until the beatings started. They went out of their way to find him and despite all the onlookers, no one lifted a hand to help him. Claimed it was a clan issue. Something they should handle between themselves.[break]
[break]Luckily his taijutsu studies got him through most of it. Even after graduation, he was pestered all the same. Until he was fed up and fled on his own. Ducking away into the wilderness where he stumbled upon his salvation. Literally rolled into the bosom of luck after nearly getting himself killed. Better even he wasn't chased away by the Sage Creature representing the Scorpions of the "Great Carapace Gorge" where they'd been hiding out. Under the condition that he didn't tell a soul where or how he learned their arts, he would be given a home as well as a teacher until time collected them both as it does with everyone once in a while. And from there he began his plans to dominate the Kamizuru clan once and for all.
[break]Watabachi was the love child of his Kamizuru Clan mother and an unknown father who eloped shortly after he was born. As an orphan of the clan, it was decided his care would be up to two members who were without a child of their own. They seemed overjoyed at the prospect. At least that was how it began. For the first two or three years of his life, he was at peace. Cared for by two people who seemed to genuinely care about him. More so than those parents of his who abandoned him on the day he was born. Until a bit of news reached his ears. Those loving parents of his were no longer going to be his alone. They were with child, he'd be a big brother after all this time. Wata was thrilled. Even more so than his adoptive parents had been it seemed.[break]
[break]Because days after they received the news he saw them less and less. They refused to meet his gaze most days. But the silence was nice. So was the solitude. Much better than what years of torment brought him. For yes, they didn't end up having that baby. It loss, and Wata being a silly child just couldn't understand that. So he asked. And asked. Only to be met with silence. And then a fist, the bottle, or a whip. It became clear to him that he was no longer welcome there. What was once a happy, loving family had quickly dissolved into a union of bickering mended by his pain. After years of such torment, he decided to end it all himself. See, Watabachi was not full. Sure he played with a smile and laughed everything off but that was simply his armor. A shield he kept handy for years to come.[break]
[break]Something he learned while scavaging outside in the village wilderness for insects. It was there that he met a shinobi. Someone on a mission, dressed in attire he'd never seen before. Clearly not from Iwagakure but that was hardly his business. So Watabachi made it his own. Practically shoving himself into who he would soon come to know as Hattori Ryo. A shinobi of Ame that had been staking out the village for some time. Though he spared the curious boy the blade after noticing his bruises. They spent days in that forest, chatting about their clans like giddy school girls. Or at least our foolish Watabachi did so on his own. Throwing out all his worries to a stranger who eventually no longer showed. Leaving behind a note and a jar full of bizarre insects that he would since come to know as executioners. That note contained instructions on what to use them for and Wata followed them to the letter before hating to bed. Screams filled his home and by the time anyone had around the deed was done.[break]
[break]His years of toil ended in just a few stings. That was how he became the Kin Stinger. Punching bag of his entire clan but despite that pain, he strives to rise. To meet them all face to face all the same. No matter who he had to betray before getting there. So that meant he didn't have any friends in the clan. Nor would he make any even after entering the academy. If anything he was bullied time and time again. Started off small at first. Stealing his shoes, tripping him at lunch, the usual petty things you'd expect from children. All things he could ignore. Until the beatings started. They went out of their way to find him and despite all the onlookers, no one lifted a hand to help him. Claimed it was a clan issue. Something they should handle between themselves.[break]
[break]Luckily his taijutsu studies got him through most of it. Even after graduation, he was pestered all the same. Until he was fed up and fled on his own. Ducking away into the wilderness where he stumbled upon his salvation. Literally rolled into the bosom of luck after nearly getting himself killed. Better even he wasn't chased away by the Sage Creature representing the Scorpions of the "Great Carapace Gorge" where they'd been hiding out. Under the condition that he didn't tell a soul where or how he learned their arts, he would be given a home as well as a teacher until time collected them both as it does with everyone once in a while. And from there he began his plans to dominate the Kamizuru clan once and for all.
