I made him for fun, mostly, and partially for *RogueRider's ... avatar.. earth.. rumble.. thing. That I don't quite know the details on 'cause I mostly talk to her through Ty 'cause she's invisible all the time and I can't tell if she's on or offline >.>()

But, yeah, I'm pretty proud of him. Used a tutorial to figure out how to do the fire, and I'm not unhappy with it. Nothing spectacular. I really like his front foot. o_o. And his hair lighting.

But apparently I can't draw boys because it seems like even with their shirts off they look like girls *laughs* Damn my lack of talent. .__.;

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GENERAL

Name: Toriuta
Ethnicity/Nationality: Firebender/Fire Nation
Sexual Orientation: In the Closet
Handedness: Ambidextrous
Skin: light peach
Gender: Male
Blood Type: B-
Age: 17
Birthday: --
Zodiac (Greek): --
Zodiac (Chinese): --
Height: 5'3"
Weight: light
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black with one white streak
Distinguishing Marks: His right arm is burnt up to the elbow
Description: Toriuta is all about finesse, and so he moves with grace and speed. What he does not have in physical strength, he can make up for in technique and speed. In his hair is a streak of white, mysteriously there from birth. Some said he was touched by a spirit as a child, others claim he was possessed by a demon during the spirit's caress, turning his white hair mostly black. He always wears a glove up past his right arm's elbow for a reason unknown to anyone yet.


PERSONALITY

Overview: Toriuta is serious as death usually, emitting an aura of leadership that most wouldn't expect from someone his size nor his status in society. Though he is well known throughout his nation, he is not easily recognized physically until someone hears his name. There are times, though, this facade seems to disappear--when caught off guard by something exciting, Toriuta can receed to an almost childlike state, giggling and bouncing around (Especially in the case of a rare or very different weapon).
When alone, Toriuta often is more vulnerable than he appears around others. Though his stern glare lasts through any encounter, in the comforting eyes of the stars, he still fears many things. Crying is only above him when being watched.
In battle, Toriuta is a fierce opponent, but his firebending skills seem to wane. While outside of battle, he is frighteningly accurate, to the point of being rumored to be one of the best, but within the fray, he is a weapons master, and his firebending skills are secondary and rare-=and only focused through his own weapon.
Traits: Serious, vulnerable, cautious, quick-witted, rude, arrogant, indecisive
Phobias: Fire.
Favorite Colors: Never thought of it.
Favorite Scents: Lilies.
Favorite Foods: Fish and shrimp
Other Favorites: The night; the sounds of nature; weaponry, especially exotic
Strengths: Weapons mastery, Firebending when not under duress, speed
Weaknesses: Firebending when under duress (for this reason, he will NEVER be able to lightning bend), physical strength, resolve


FAMILY

Spouse: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Pets: None


BACKGROUND

First Kiss: Not yet
First Love: None yet
Extras: Quotes "This sun is the last you'll see rising.", "Are you kidding?! It's made of gemstones--the crafter managed to balance it despite! It's the most brilliant piece of work I've ever seen... Can I have it?!", "Lay down and die; Your lack of skill has done my job already."
Story: Toriuta was born to a woman he doesn't remember, brought up by a girl he can't recall, and influenced by men he couldn't pick out in a crowd. He'd been an orphan since before he could walk, he was sure. His name was given to him for his singing voice by some women in a market place that used to give him bread when he sung for them. Since age three, he had wanted to make something of himself, and so he had thought that all great men were fire benders.

It wasn't until he was 5 that he was able to figure it out, and from there, he continued working until what he had accomplished was perfection. At 7, he could perform firebending as a skill better than any man he knew; and then it happened. A particular skill trick grew the fire too powerful, and Toriuta lost control of it. It caught his sleeve, and tore down his clothing, but in his panick, he didn't put it out in time to save himself from the serious burns his arm had suffered. A nine year old at this time, convincing himself to bend fire again was hard--frightening even, but he forced himself to do it. The fear, on the other hand, never left. Only focus allowed him to pull off his tricks anymore--fighting was beyond him.

At twelve, he decided that he would persue a different method, and picked up weapons. Naturally gifted, he learned quickly by standing on the wall and watching the teachers issue their lessons to the young up-and-coming weapon masters. Five years taught him that men did not cry, men were arrogant, and the only way to live was to win at everything; the only way to crawl yourself up out of the gutter was to prove that you stood atop a mountain, and so he set out to do it. His name, though truly lacking in fearful quality, resounds like a gong in people's ears, and he makes sure never to disappoint.