Ryuusei Chuunin app

IC Name: Ryuusei.
Byond Key: Dragonfile
Skype: Dragons
Rank (Grade): Chuunin (C+).
Village: Sunagakure.
Specs: Fuuinjutsu/Weaponist
Age: 18.

Rp Example:
Sunagakure. It stood out as a nation, not only because of the various people who lived there. But also because of it's shinob, the men and women who protected from the shadows. Ryuusei stood over the Kazekage's mansion. He eyed the flustered horizon with interest. The clouds themselves hung precariously low, as if it begged for those below to grab onto them and ride away. He looked to the protruding crevasses which surrounded the nation, giving it an air of elevation. Then there was the sun. The intense heat beat across his brow, beads of sweat fell, eventually forming a crescent over his neck.

The dust below held cotton-tails to snag onto people's clothing. Pollen to slip into the nostrils of unwary souls. Pins and needles, the wind current always carried thorns and parachutes of condensed mill. The haze itself even proving to obscure one's sight, but all of it was burned away as the boiling sun extended slivers of golden light through the blackened seams.

In the masking silhouettes that stood under buildings, children played. They laughed. Inside of those apathetic bodies and partially developed minds was potential. They were Sunagakure's future. They would carry on it's legacy. They were everything. Times curtain would draw it's veil over his consciousness, in time he too would taste death. But while he still lived he would make sure that he would share his experiences with others. So that they too could have their own story to tell.

For now he held the quill of creation. He would make sure to add their names to the list.

| | I, Hakai, Sozo, Vouch for Dragon to become my starter Chuunin. | |