App for Sharingan

-Byond Key: A New World

-IGN: Kisaragi Uchiha

-Discord Name: Mr.Bloodedge

-What unique/s do you want: Sharingan

-Why do you need this unique to improve RP: Currently the world finds itself in the hands of Saiyans who wish to destroy the planet, and Emperor Piccolo who rules and terrorizes our world with an iron fist, and with our main heroes being horribly outmatched and even recently losing one of our main defenders Goku temporarily, this is more to help have more of a fighting chance on the side of humans.

-Do you have any outside activities such as school/work that stops you from being on during times of the day: Not now, currently job hunting

-Now I would like you to write me a roleplay involving this rank:


It was night time, the boy had recently returned from another day at the nearby dojo, his mom and dad wanting to hear how he was doing at the dojo since the graduation to the next belt was happening soon since he was eleven years old. Kisaragi would explain how he has been doing well and that while his use of ki needed a bit more work, his Martial arts were somewhat above average. Then soon after dinner would be served and they would begin eating some ramen around the table, sharing some laughter and food around the table.... then the sounds of screams can be heard from outside, followed by multiple shrieks of pain and the sounds of blades hitting against blades.  The parents would look shocked but would soon immediately go into action, hiding away the kid in a secret compartment that was underneath the house, shutting him in quickly right before the house was stormed with Piccolo's henchmen, Sanaki and Minoru were completely overwhelmed and eventually killed, the house falling apart a bit as the demons soon disappeared as fast as they had appeared.

As the house was empty Kisaragi would slowly rise up from his hidden spot, walking into the main room, only to see such a horrible outcome before him.  Blood sprayed the walls, scorch marks marred the tile floors and door, his parents bodies stood torn to shreds, their intestines on the ground below them in a bloody mess, their last facial expressions being mixed with the fear that their death was inevitable....along with a tinge of determination and hope that their son survived. The boy, overcome by despair and horror, could do nothing but just laugh, but it wasn't one filled with joy, it was one of a broken kid, robbed early of his childhood innocence, blood starting to leak out of his eyes as they were devoid of any emotion, his eyes changing from violet to red as he continued laughing. Then.....Kisaragi woke up in a cold sweat, his body shaking  and looking around once more to find him in a small apartment in the city, his new home ever since the dreaded massacre that took place one year ago. "Another horrible dream, I believe this is the 50th time I have had it since, how my memories haunt me...no matter, I must get ready for today and get some errands done."

Kisaragi would find himself today returning to his home mostly for the purpose of paying homage to his parents, flowers in his hand as he placed it over an unmarked tombstone, paying his respects. However soon it would turn out that bandits often roamed this long since abandoned village in search for riches, the trio soon turning on him and tried to hold him up for money. He would sigh, turning towards the bandits, his eyes red as he entered a Wing Chun stance for martial arts. Within seconds the bandits would find themselves in a mangled mess, most having multiple broken bones, the boy soon patting himself down before heading back to West City (or what remained really).