DeidaraLover's RPCs

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Name: Ryota
Name Meaning: strong
Alias: Ryo
Alias Meaning: excellent
Age: 19
Gender: male
Race: human
Birthday: January 1st
Blood Type: AB
Height: 6’ 2”
Weight: 135 lbs
Eye Colour: brown
Hair Colour: blonde
Hair Style: Luneth style
Skin Colour: White
Dominant Hand: right
Alignment: neutral, but on the darker side
Personality: fairly friendly but has a dark sense of humor and enjoys the pain of others. He can be fairly insane at times and is normally really hyper but he can calm himself down easily. Is very clumsy and enjoys blowing things up, which is one of his favorite pass-times.

Likes: clay, art, video games, books, flying, swimming, animals.
Dislikes: assholes who think they’re better than everybody, school, Kakuzu, Zetzu, work.
Family: Melanie (mother-dead), and Deidara (father)
Pets: none
Sexual Preference: straight
Carried Items: bags of clay, kunai, shirakins, and the Mizuookami (passed down from his mother)
IQ: 110
Regular Clothes: black jeans, mesh top, and an Akatsuki cloak.

Weapons: the Mizuokami, kunai, shirakins, and explosive clay.
Abilities: makes moving clay figures that explode on command. (Or you could just say HE MAKES THINGS GO BOOM!!!!!!)

Bio: He was born in a small shack near the Akatsuki base that his mother had randomly chosen to give birth in. When he was 3 months old Melanie had him in a forest near Konoha on a short vacation. Deidara was there as well but at the time they were alone. A twig snapped behind them and his mother looked back to see nothing. But weary of the noise she picked Ryota up and started running through the forest, looking back every once and awhile to make sure they weren’t being followed. After awhile Ryota was set down and Melanie took up a defensive stance in front of him. Three men walked out of the trees in front of her and started attacking immediately. Soon, she was dead, and her attackers left Ryota out in the forest, all alone.
Deidara got worried after they didn’t come back when Melanie said so he went looking for his family. Finding his wife’s dead body and his son crying in the grass was painful for him but he brought Ryota back to the Akatsuki base, where Ryota grew up.
When he was 8 he was watching T.V. with Zetzu ((you know there’s a problem there)) and Zetzu kept staring at him. Freaked out, Ryota was about to get up but the plant . . . thing, got up and pinned him to the ground. Ryota immediately began struggling and screaming but Zetzu covered his mouth and smiled evilly. Thrashing more frantically now, Ryota was terrified that he was going to be eaten by the cannibal, and he would have if Pein hadn’t walked in at that moment. Zetzu immediately let go of the child and Pein turned around and walked out like nothing happened. The plant thing was about to pin Ryota down again but the little boy ran screaming from the room before he got the chance. Deidara was chasing Zetzu around the hideout for about an hour, trying to blow him up. After almost everything in the base was destroyed and Deidara had vented his anger he stopped but both have a grudge against Zetzu now.
Deidara made Ryota go to school when he was 12. For the first bit, he was getting along fine with most of his classmates, but that was only because he has strips of cloth wrapped around his hand from his wrists to the end of his palms to hide the mouths on his palms. He had a group of friends that he hung out with every day and he was somewhat enjoying school even though it was more exciting to hang around the base and annoy Tobi or hear stories from the members, or train, or watch them train. He could think of so much more that he would rather be doing. He didn’t like having the cloth on his hands but he kept it on while he was at school. A few of his friends had asked what it was for and Ryota told them that he had very bad burns on his hands. They ignored it after that but at lunch on his fourth day of school one of the strips got caught on a tree branch without Ryota noticing and it pulled off. When his ‘friends’ saw they screamed and ran away, calling him a freak. That had been Ryota’s last day of school. He begged Deidara not to make him go back and once Deidara heard what his ‘friends’ called him he consented.
It was Ryota’s 13th birthday when Hidan decided that he needed to use better words when he was angry since he was a teenager now. Ryota was walking down a hallway, heading to go see his dad when Hidan walked out a door and looked around quickly. He grabbed the boy’s arm and pulled him to the side of the hall. “Ok kid, I’ve decided that you’re old enough to get a bigger vocabulary” he said with a smirk. Ryota looked confused and the silver-haired Jashinnist sighed. “I’m going to teach you how to swear”. The boy immediately rolled his eyes. He knew that Hidan swore a lot as he had heard many times, but he hadn’t really paid attention to the individual words. Hidan began his ‘lesson’ with fuck. He taught Ryota how to say it properly, what it meant, and different ways to use it. He moved on to almost his entire list of profanities before Deidara came looking for Ryota and heard what Hidan was teaching him. Deidara stuck his hands in the bags of clay hanging at his waist and gave Hidan a death glare.
“I’m giving you a head start, so you’d better run” the blonde threatened. Hidan took off, and Ryota saw the triumphant look on his face as he ran. A few seconds later Deidara whipped his hands out of the bags and formed the small clay figures, quickly sending them after the albino. Ryota’s father ran off and the boy heard the faint yelling of ‘katsu’ followed by a loud ‘bang’. Ryota laughed quietly and went to watch T.V. to wait for his dad to finish trying to blow up the immortal.
Ryota didn’t have much experience with girls he only really knew two, Konan and Nami. Nami was Sasori’s kid, but Ryota didn’t know that much about her. Sure, he knew enough, having lived with her for as long as he could remember, but he never talked to her about . . . her. They rarely had conversations at all as she seemed to ignore him half of the time. He had tried so hard to be her friend but it wasn’t really paying off. It was odd when he found himself looking at her more. He didn’t know what a crush was really, and he was 15. He tried not to get caught staring but he was sure she saw him a few times. He knew she was two years younger than him, but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t really say anything about it but he was sure Deidara knew, as well as most of the Akatsuki. As he got older he got more daring with his affections for her and he’s tried to improve his faults for her, but it still hasn’t worked for him, but he never gives up.
Ryota wasn’t sure what the age was for him to actually join the Akatsuki and go on missions but on his 16th birthday Pein announced that he could join if he could K.O. one of the members. He looked around warily at the faces of the men grinning at him. His gaze flicked to Konan and he tried to suppress a smile. She was probably the weakest, not because she was a girl though. He took a deep breath and stuck his hands in the bags identical to the ones Deidara had hanging at his waist. He let his gaze travel along the group as to not give away who he was going to attack.
After attacking Konan for about 10 minutes after that he managed to get behind her and kick her in the back of the head, knocking her out. He was welcomed into the Akatsuki and sent on his first mission almost immediately but he enjoys the work, as he finds it extremely exciting and dangerous, which was very appealing to him, as well as that he was tired of being useless in the hideout while everyone else was out doing important things.
Ryota walked up to Deidara. “Dad do you have any money I can borrow?” he asked. Deidara laughed as if the answer was obvious.
“Nope, Kakuzu has it all. Ask him” Ryota sighed and walked off, looking for the greedy mad but already knowing what the answer would be. He was right, of course and he dejectedly walked down the hallway. Kakuzu was leaving on a mission with Hidan, and once he was sure they were gone, Ryota walked up to Kakuzu’s door, leaning against the wall casually as Nami walked past. “Hey” he said with a smile. She ignored him, as usual, and he pulled a small clay figure out of his pocket. It was a snake, and it wiggled its way through the keyhole in the door. “Katsu!” he muttered. The snake exploded with a muffled ‘bang’ and the lock clicked. The teenager smirked and opened the door. There was a desk covered in money and Ryota grabbed a bill off the top. He wouldn’t miss $5 in that mess. Ryota left the room quickly, letting it close behind him before going and buying a huge chocolate bar. When Kakuzu came back a few days later he went straight to his room to count his money. Ryota locked himself in his room and sure enough, a few minutes later there was a furious pounding on his door. “You’re gonna break the door down if you keep that up!” he yelled through the door.
“GOOD!” came the answering shout. “NOW OPEN YOUR DAMN DOOR!” The voice just proved Ryota right as he was hiding from Kakuzu.
“What do you want?” he asked as innocently as possible.
“GIVE ME MY $5 BACK!” Kakuzu screamed. The blonde tried to hold his laughter back. It sounded like grandpa Kakuzu was having a spazz.
“Grandpa Kakuzu, calm down. You don’t want to have a heart attack in your old age now do you?”
Ryota ended up having to pay him back by getting a job at Burger King but he wasn’t in too much trouble. Or what he considered too much trouble. He is now 19 and as an active member of the Akatsuki his partner is Nami as of when she joined officially as well.


Yeah this is the original format I used for it. . . credit goes to Fire. . . yeah.

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Name: Adam Deoah
Age: 16
Gender: male
Race: neko
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 147lbs
Appearance: see pic
Personality: he has always been very closed and emotional, hardly opening himself up to anybody. If he trusts someone enough they will get to know the other side of him, that is really sweet and funny, he can act like an over excited, happy kitten sometimes, but he rarely shows this side to anybody. Most people see him as dark and moody, or just a freak with no friends.
Weapons: none
Abilities: As a Neko he is part cat and he has a strong sense of people's thoughts and emotions, though it isn't always clear to him, and he sometimes has to spend some time to decipher people's thoughts and feelings.
Pets: none
Biography: Adam was abused as a child, as his parents hated him for being a freak. During thunder storms he was beaten worse than normal because the neighbor's couldn't hear his screaming. His 'room' was more like a closet with a filthy rag on the floor to let him try to stay warm with, and he was fed just enough to keep him alive.

He was taught from that to hate his ears and tail, and he ran away when he was eight. He lives on the streets for seven years, hiding from people, and rooting through garbage cans to survive. He was surprised that he had managed to stay alive for that long on the streets, but he wasn't complaining.

From all of that he retreated into himself and he doesn't trust anyone, especially when he lived on the streets. He got a job as soon as he was old enough, and with the money he saved up he finally had enough to get himself a small home. It has three rooms, and minimal furniture, but he has a good enough job to pay for his food and electricity and water.

He normally avoids people, as many people make fun of him for his ears and tail. He started school a year ago, never having gone before. He hates it, but it gave him something to do, and it would help him to get a better job to support himself better. He still stays to himself, though he longs for a friend. His ability to sense thoughts and emotions has done nothing for him as he chooses to avoid people, but it might come in handy if he ever takes a liking to somebody and he tries to make friends, though he doubts that he will ever.