Post by Yachiru on Jan 8, 2013 0:32:21 GMT -8
Basic Information
Name: Yachiru [last name unknown]
Also Known As:
Age: 16
Height: 2’8”
Weight: 75 Lbs
Blood Type: OO-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Eye Color: Red
Hair: Pink
Birthday: Feb. 5th
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Riding on shoulders, Giving out nick-names
Talents: Yachiru specializes in infiltration, which she uses mostly for mischievous deeds.
Favorite things: Yachiru's favorite free-time activity is eating sweets, though she will eat pretty much anything.
Sports/Clubs: none
Misc.:none
Mental Information
Personality: Yachiru is child-like in most aspects - she is small, cheerful, energetic and carefree most of the time. She is often seen latched onto the back of Rai, just over his left shoulder and is somewhat territorial about this position. She can be intimidating at times, especially when annoyed. Yachiru resents being criticized in any way and will often attack the perpetrator. Further reflecting her child-like nature, Yachiru likes to give people nicknames.
Mentality: child-like, nuff said
Ideal: teehee
Belief: “Shut up! Pachinko ball! chut!”
Physical Information
Build: Small child
Defining Marks: none
Description: The reason is unknown for why she looks the way she does. She has a bit of a blush-like imprint on her cheek that increases her childish demeanor and gives her a bit of cuteness. She has crimson red eyes that are wide and innocent. Yachiru has short shoulder length cherry blossom pink hair. Her hair slightly curves at the bottom and her bangs are tucked in a way that hides her ears but is kept out of her face since it gets bothersome to fight with hair in her face. She is a bit short but flexible and jumps around often. She is underdeveloped and a bit flat chested. She also is a bit light so it’s easier for her to jump onto other people without having a whole lot of strain be on them from her weight.
Apparel Information
Yachiru wears a typical black kimono since it is easiest for her to fight in. She first wears a white sleeveless kimono shirt that shows after she wears her kimono top. Her kimono top is of a black coloration and covers up most of her hand to below her knuckles. She also stores a small baton-like weapon that can easily turn into a staff (it’s retractable) into her kimono’s breast pocket. She also wears a red obi, or sash around her waist to also hold her sword and her weapon pouch that lies on her right on her backside. Besides the weapon pouch on her obi, she also wears one around her arm that also carries some provisions. She wears black kimono pants to her ankles and also white socks that reach just below her kneecaps and straw sandals that are easy to run in to complete the outfit.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: informal martial arts training (described in history)
Years Practiced: 7
Description of style: uh… I beat them on the head with my fist until they say ‘oww’
History Information
History: Yachiru was orphaned at a young age. Nobody knows what happened to her parents or how she landed on the doorstep of a random little run down orphanage in California, but the kind old man and woman there took her in with welcome arms. As she got older the couple realized she stopped getting taller after turning about 3 years old the old couple was worried but when they saw how much of a happy child she was they began to accept it. As she got older the kids she played with began to make fun of her and pick on her because of her size she would get upset and ran away from them and hid. One day the old man was preparing for his work out in his gym and while getting his things out he found Yachiru hiding. He asked her, “Yachiru? What are you doing in here?” she crawled out of her little hiding space and looked up at him sobbing. “The others are mean to me. They say that I’m small and they pick on me for it.” She began crying again the old man look at her sad and picked her up in a big hug holding her until her sobs began to die down and she could hear what he had to say to her. “You can stay in here whenever you want little one. In fact you can even train with me if you want?” Yachiru looked at him confused, “Train?” The old man chuckled he had forgotten that the kids didn’t know about his past. “I used to be a rising student in an old dojo back in the day. I was on my way to even become dojo master at one point. But life happened and I got out of it and instead worked on helping my wife start this orphanage.” Yachiru looked even more confused now. “Why didn’t you go on to become a dojo master?” the old man smiled sadly at Yachiru. “It’s a long and sad story little one… But is it something you think you would like to do?” Yachiru thought about it for a second before nodding as fast as she could smiling a huge little girl smile. The old man smiled and walked over to a big dusty chest and pulled out a bundle of something offering it to Yachiru, “Here these are for you. They are for you to wear when you train with me.” The little girl took the bundle and opened it up to find a black kimono with a white sleeveless kimono shirt. They were all just her size and she looked at the man confused again to which he smiled sadly at her in response to her unasked question. She got a feeling that she shouldn’t ask anymore and changed into the clothing. “Ready to train Rai-Rai Sensei!” He chuckled, he always did like the nicknames she had come up with, and the one he had was his favorite to be sure. “Then let us began training!” She laughed excitedly and they began their training. She would train with him for the next 7 years the kids stopped picking on her as she had gotten into the habit of riding on the old mans “Rai-Rais" shoulders. She had gotten fast and even pretty strong and the old man could even sense a lot of power in her though he wasn’t sure what it meant so he kept it a secret to himself. During the end of the world the Old couple did the best that they could do to help everyone that needed a place to stay, but after a while the Barker soldiers found their little hide away and killed everyone inside that didn’t get away or hide somewhere they would be safe. The old man tried his best to fight off the soldiers but he still died soon after all the fighting. After the soldiers had done their harm and moved on Yachiru climbed out of her hiding spot in the gym, the only thing the soldier didn’t burn to the ground she roamed around the complex trying to see if there was anyone else that had survived. Among her rummaging she found the bodies of the old couple that had watched over her, the only ones that she had ever known to be a mother or father to her. The old man looked up at her, eye's fading, his dying word to her she would never forget. "Sean Buh..." and the man died without being able to say the last word word but she knew that whoever this Sean B was he was responsible... She then collapsed on top of the couple in tears her day clothes getting soaked in their blood. When she came too she didn’t know how long she had been there but she did know that she couldn’t stay there. She went into the gym and changed into her training clothes, the only thing she had left to her name… She cleaned herself off and walked out of the gym. She took one last look around the place to say one last good bye, and with that went on her way…
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: in an orphan house (ruins)
Roommates: other orphans.
Stats:
Strength:15
Dexterity:25
Constitution:10
Intelligence:5
Wisdom:10
Charisma:25
Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: Admin verified.
Name: Yachiru [last name unknown]
Also Known As:
Age: 16
Height: 2’8”
Weight: 75 Lbs
Blood Type: OO-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Eye Color: Red
Hair: Pink
Birthday: Feb. 5th
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Riding on shoulders, Giving out nick-names
Talents: Yachiru specializes in infiltration, which she uses mostly for mischievous deeds.
Favorite things: Yachiru's favorite free-time activity is eating sweets, though she will eat pretty much anything.
Sports/Clubs: none
Misc.:none
Mental Information
Personality: Yachiru is child-like in most aspects - she is small, cheerful, energetic and carefree most of the time. She is often seen latched onto the back of Rai, just over his left shoulder and is somewhat territorial about this position. She can be intimidating at times, especially when annoyed. Yachiru resents being criticized in any way and will often attack the perpetrator. Further reflecting her child-like nature, Yachiru likes to give people nicknames.
Mentality: child-like, nuff said
Ideal: teehee
Belief: “Shut up! Pachinko ball! chut!”
Physical Information
Build: Small child
Defining Marks: none
Description: The reason is unknown for why she looks the way she does. She has a bit of a blush-like imprint on her cheek that increases her childish demeanor and gives her a bit of cuteness. She has crimson red eyes that are wide and innocent. Yachiru has short shoulder length cherry blossom pink hair. Her hair slightly curves at the bottom and her bangs are tucked in a way that hides her ears but is kept out of her face since it gets bothersome to fight with hair in her face. She is a bit short but flexible and jumps around often. She is underdeveloped and a bit flat chested. She also is a bit light so it’s easier for her to jump onto other people without having a whole lot of strain be on them from her weight.
Apparel Information
Yachiru wears a typical black kimono since it is easiest for her to fight in. She first wears a white sleeveless kimono shirt that shows after she wears her kimono top. Her kimono top is of a black coloration and covers up most of her hand to below her knuckles. She also stores a small baton-like weapon that can easily turn into a staff (it’s retractable) into her kimono’s breast pocket. She also wears a red obi, or sash around her waist to also hold her sword and her weapon pouch that lies on her right on her backside. Besides the weapon pouch on her obi, she also wears one around her arm that also carries some provisions. She wears black kimono pants to her ankles and also white socks that reach just below her kneecaps and straw sandals that are easy to run in to complete the outfit.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: informal martial arts training (described in history)
Years Practiced: 7
Description of style: uh… I beat them on the head with my fist until they say ‘oww’
History Information
History: Yachiru was orphaned at a young age. Nobody knows what happened to her parents or how she landed on the doorstep of a random little run down orphanage in California, but the kind old man and woman there took her in with welcome arms. As she got older the couple realized she stopped getting taller after turning about 3 years old the old couple was worried but when they saw how much of a happy child she was they began to accept it. As she got older the kids she played with began to make fun of her and pick on her because of her size she would get upset and ran away from them and hid. One day the old man was preparing for his work out in his gym and while getting his things out he found Yachiru hiding. He asked her, “Yachiru? What are you doing in here?” she crawled out of her little hiding space and looked up at him sobbing. “The others are mean to me. They say that I’m small and they pick on me for it.” She began crying again the old man look at her sad and picked her up in a big hug holding her until her sobs began to die down and she could hear what he had to say to her. “You can stay in here whenever you want little one. In fact you can even train with me if you want?” Yachiru looked at him confused, “Train?” The old man chuckled he had forgotten that the kids didn’t know about his past. “I used to be a rising student in an old dojo back in the day. I was on my way to even become dojo master at one point. But life happened and I got out of it and instead worked on helping my wife start this orphanage.” Yachiru looked even more confused now. “Why didn’t you go on to become a dojo master?” the old man smiled sadly at Yachiru. “It’s a long and sad story little one… But is it something you think you would like to do?” Yachiru thought about it for a second before nodding as fast as she could smiling a huge little girl smile. The old man smiled and walked over to a big dusty chest and pulled out a bundle of something offering it to Yachiru, “Here these are for you. They are for you to wear when you train with me.” The little girl took the bundle and opened it up to find a black kimono with a white sleeveless kimono shirt. They were all just her size and she looked at the man confused again to which he smiled sadly at her in response to her unasked question. She got a feeling that she shouldn’t ask anymore and changed into the clothing. “Ready to train Rai-Rai Sensei!” He chuckled, he always did like the nicknames she had come up with, and the one he had was his favorite to be sure. “Then let us began training!” She laughed excitedly and they began their training. She would train with him for the next 7 years the kids stopped picking on her as she had gotten into the habit of riding on the old mans “Rai-Rais" shoulders. She had gotten fast and even pretty strong and the old man could even sense a lot of power in her though he wasn’t sure what it meant so he kept it a secret to himself. During the end of the world the Old couple did the best that they could do to help everyone that needed a place to stay, but after a while the Barker soldiers found their little hide away and killed everyone inside that didn’t get away or hide somewhere they would be safe. The old man tried his best to fight off the soldiers but he still died soon after all the fighting. After the soldiers had done their harm and moved on Yachiru climbed out of her hiding spot in the gym, the only thing the soldier didn’t burn to the ground she roamed around the complex trying to see if there was anyone else that had survived. Among her rummaging she found the bodies of the old couple that had watched over her, the only ones that she had ever known to be a mother or father to her. The old man looked up at her, eye's fading, his dying word to her she would never forget. "Sean Buh..." and the man died without being able to say the last word word but she knew that whoever this Sean B was he was responsible... She then collapsed on top of the couple in tears her day clothes getting soaked in their blood. When she came too she didn’t know how long she had been there but she did know that she couldn’t stay there. She went into the gym and changed into her training clothes, the only thing she had left to her name… She cleaned herself off and walked out of the gym. She took one last look around the place to say one last good bye, and with that went on her way…
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: in an orphan house (ruins)
Roommates: other orphans.
Stats:
Strength:15
Dexterity:25
Constitution:10
Intelligence:5
Wisdom:10
Charisma:25
Slot | Item(s) |
Head | |
Hat/Bandana | Row 19 Column 2 |
Earrings | Row 20 Column 2 |
Glasses | Row 21 Column 2 |
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Torso | |
Shirt | Row 2 Column 2 |
Jacket/Coat | kimono |
Necklace | Row 4 Column 2 |
[/td | |
Arms | |
Arm | Row 6 Column 2 |
Wrist | Row 7 Column 2 |
Gloves | Row 8 Column 2 |
Ring | Row 9 Column 2 |
[/td | |
Legs | |
Pants | Row 11 Column 2 |
Shin | Row 12 Column 2 |
Shoes | Row 13 Column 2 |
Belt | Row 14 Column 2 |
[/td | |
Misc | |
1 | Row 16 Column 2 |
2 | Row 17 Column 2 |
Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: Admin verified.