Ōwashi Eleyne

[Muse]

Ōwashi Eleyne

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Nickname: Lyne

Current Residence: Sunagakure no Sato

Birthplace: Sunagakure no Sato; outskirts.

Birth: --

Rank: Gennin

Clan: --

Age: Sixteen

Gender: Female

Appearance

Height: 5'4”

Weight: 1o3 lbs

Manageable yet untamed- her unruly hair is often kept very piecy, and never messed with via color; her hair is a blood-stricken red, and retains its natural vibrancy. It's one of the things she cares about dearly, though when on foot constantly the manageability is low. She usually pins her bangs to the side with a couple sun-kissed hair-clips to stay camouflaged within her hair. Because her strands are so long, Eleyne parts it to the side of her shoulder for safety purposes. A faint yellow-orange fills up her eyes; Since childhood, a brightness takes up the interior of her orbs, almost shaped like a star, giving her a very innocent demeanor.

All in all, Eleyne has more of a shapely face- high cheekbones which give her eagle-eyes though camouflaged with her protruding lashes, cheeks aren't plump but still retain enough volume, and her nose is somewhat stout, with faint-pink lips which are barely visible. It mostly fits fine with her slender neck, veins almost recognizable- sticking out just a hair, only at her collar-bone which too is noticeable. Going down, her body is enhanced with the roughly shaped hour glass, though more so a ‘stick'. She was given broad hips from her birth-mother, covered by glistening porcelain.

Eleyne's clothes tend to resemble that of an ordinary girl- she doesn't pride herself on accessories and whatever knick knacks the kids have these days- usually she walks out with her casuals that also serve as ninja attire- could be from a short to sleeveless white shirt with black straps to camoflauge what womanhood she was blessed with, and a bright purple skirt laced over lycra shorts which serve as undergarments for her thighs. Her shoes are the only thing unusual, as they have velcro straps only at the ankle area, which make a gritting sound when colliding with each other. It's usually just her way of saying 'hello', when sometimes people prefer her not to greet entirely. Even when trying to be normal, one could describe her wears as 'punk', yet somewhat fashionable.

Personality

Despite trying to visually carry a smooth, swuave individual- she sometimes acts as the complete opposite. Eleyne normally tries her hardest to impress certain people she eyes to a large degree, but at the time she has an easier time scaring them off. If one finds her laughing at everything they say even though they know the words coming from their mouth aren't to allude to that, it's probably because either A: She has a large crush on you, for whatever reason. There could be a B: there is something she wants, and normally she tries to get it the best way -she- can. People tend to look for this trait in her, but all in all most of the time she means well.

She's the kind of girl that would jump off a cliff if that were to impress that special someone. She would also not be afraid to get on her knees to plead, among other things. Eleyne has built a strong skin against verbal abuse because of childhood, and because of this it is very easy for her to be outspoken, when it matters- still, her emotions can be uneasy and at times she can be broken into two different people, you just have to be really nasty that she wouldn't give the time of day to talk to you; which is completely unlikely.

She doesn't try and see the good in everyone, but give her a box of fruit tarts and you'll get it..

Stat book

Rank:

Genin

Level:

0

TXP:

0

Stats

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Out of 8oo

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rodigy

A prodigy shinobi is one of fathomless untapped potential, just waiting to shine through the exterior of the ninja in the form of overall balance and mastery over the elements and the realms of combat. Typically seen boasting uncanny foresight and tactful mentality, these ninja can manipulate their bloodline traits with ease, and seem to dominate elements effortlessly. Great things await these ninja, and due to their impressively adaptive nature, those heights are certain to be reached.

+300 Stats (does not count as a level)

- +3 Skill Points

- +35 Jutsu Points

- Character may access a Bloodline Trait one rank above their own.

- Character may access Jutsu and Techniques one rank above their own, for the normal cost (the jutsu is treated as though used by their rank, however. A Chuunin using a Jounin technique will not be able to prevent damage from a Jounin technique from a Jounin)

- Character gains +20% EXP from Training & Missions. Does not stack with Quick Learner.

- If the character does not have a bloodline they get -1 jutsu point on all techniques.

Here-

[Contacted most if not all staff members, allowed this roll as the roll for my character.]

(Health Power)

6o

(Stamina)

1oo

(Chakra)

4o

(Taijutsu)

12o

(Defense)

4o

(Ninjutsu)

2o

(Genjutsu)

2o

(Concentration)

4o

(Speed)

14o

(Accuracy)

12o

(Evasion)

1oo

[Muse]

Life book

It began when two quintessential individuals who fell into each other, under mistletoe.

A man such as himself wouldn't want to be caught dead in the slums, yet that was where he was heading to; his name was Higariama, Yoshiko. He had the style, physique, and downright attitude which made him a significant figure in the black market- there was an excellent amount of things he sold for a hefty price, and at times the things he sold were not adequate enough for the price. Yoshi was an avid believer in having a second chance, too, and there was a chance at that with which he would never pass up.

One night, he could hear a rustle from broken bark against the ground. After rising from his misshaped slumber, he could hint out vague notions of his stuff being moved around. A masked woman with a grip of a buffalo seemingly crashed down onto his 'masquerade', staring down at him as if to say he was a peevish hermit. Her words were sharp and clean, with her persona adorning a great wit. Her plan was to get rid of various parts of the market which shown dark characteristics, something of the black market. His stuff was illegal, and she felt the need to talk him out of it, by force it seemed. There were many hands landed upon each other, followed by scruffles of kicks and ferocious punches. The two were knocked against their backs, crawling back into the center. The flimsy charcoal-covered mask was ripped from her face, revealing what he sought to think of as a cherbuic entity. His eyes latched onto hers, as he caught her off guard. At first the object of his plan was to distract her by romancing her, embracing her with his worked lips. Soon, the unconventional happening, happened. He couldn't help himself, and she had to give in. There was a passionate moment which appeared to freeze them in their tracks, stopping the constant train of time. All they could see, all they could feel- was each other.

It was a strange day, and even stranger night. The two spent the night together, the woman confessing that it was wrong of her to barge in and the man pleading his job was wrong and not a means of what he wanted to do when he grew in age.

Ideki, Akemi grew into a small family of modern dancers, gypsies, and among many circus performers. When she was a young age they travelled the world, using their performance talents to gain the amount of money needed to eat the next day. She enjoyed every minute of it, her life revolving in the realm of circus acts. She performed many of these stunts; breathing fire, summoning and taming a lion, yet none of these historic-circus acts was up to par for her favorite one. What surprised most was that her knack to become a somewhat renown knife thrower. Often most desired to put their life in her hands needlessly, just to feel the thrill of a near-death experience. Every time she performed, Akemi could feel the urge to get so close to the target with a projectile of her choice, that it was easier and easier to be dangerous, which wasn't very reassuring to her guests. When she was sixteen she left the herd to find her own life, taking her weaponry with her.

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» The Broken Bond

In their near-adulthood years, the two shared a bond so powerful they could never be seperate from each other. Yoshi adored her sweet nectar of passion, and Akemi enjoyed his life-long venture to find himself. They travelled the world together, with their blind love, finding adventures of their own which they could share with one another. In their infatuation days, they began to embrace yet again under a camp-lit fire, staring into each others eyes like the stars which shined above their heads. Every day they passionately loved and adored, which led to the time when she was unknowingly given a child by their sexual pleasures. The child lay within her body, as the surprise suddenly struck them both. Yoshi didn't feel the same way Akemi did, and it took the beginning of a fetus to tell him so. They took the time to console each other, though those careful events would not prevent the inevitable. They decided to settle in Sunagakure no Sato, stumbling onto some of her relatives from the gypsy camps. It was news to them as well, but they accepted the news gradually, with kind hearts and open arms.

Yoshi didn't, and left without word the next day. Akemi looked to her family for support, with her mother frantically assuring her that everything would work out. Every day of every month she took care of herself, exercising and drinking as much tea as she could, hoping for a girl so she could be given feminine attributes (green tea does that). She wanted her daughter to carry out whatever Akemi couldn't, as she figured it was best to live vicariously through her. She wanted the baby to be healthy, and that her life wouldn't be as unfortunate as her mothers had been. The days were thinning, and she could feel her pounding inside; her heart beating as loud as a lion, with a smile etching across Akemi. Soon the angel to her eyes was born, the breath of life soaring through her nostrils as she awoke, happily tearing into a facade. Akemi was so gracious of her newly born baby, though she was awfully tired from the pushing. There was a large amount of bloodloss from the day she was conceived, and she kept losing it even after she gave birth. She stayed strong until a couple days after her baby was given life, whilst Akemi was given decease. She passed soon after, granting her mother her child prior to her death.

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» Everyone has an ugly stage

A word the rolled off the tongue, the baby was named Eleyne. It reminded her family of a distinct flower yet to bloom, as the baby had the feverish yellow twinkle in her eyes, much like that of her mother. The caretaker to Eleyne after her mothers passing was Ayume, Akemi's mother. Ayume was also the head of the traveling group, and though with her old age has been proven to be apart of the group; thick and thin. Instead of flocading with her family, she decided to provide a stable love for Eleyne. The two were housed in the outskirts of Sunagakure, their house made of bamboo and oddly shaped bark plummeted from the trees which cascaded the two. Every night they prayed, Eleyne's soft cheeks burried into her caregiver's chest as they waited out many sand storms. The truth was that she didn't know her biological parents, and that she figured Ayume was her mother and father; no one told her the meaning, so she stood by what -she- believed in. These environmental disasters often occurred from summer to autumn, so living on their own was much more challenging than they would have hoped for.

To provide the best support for her grandaughter, Ayume enlisted the blossoming tike into the academy at age five, where unlike most of her family, showed quite devastating talents in the ninja arts. This gave Ayume a sense of hope for the future coming, as they recognized her rather prodigal gifts. With great prowess also came the characteristics of youth- she had a lively face with chubby cheeks, her classmates normally commenting on her round face. They made nicknames for her that alluded her facial obesity, such as "Fatsy," or rather "The big one". The first day the children abused their verbal allowance, was the first time she cried out of self-pity. She rushed herself out and into the only green place she could find; a breathy environment with a sparse growth of trees. She went there often to console herself, and have a high head over her soon-to-be teammates.

Despite their constant struggles to hurt her feelings, a thick skin was built around her. Words that would normally cause pain instead caused her to laugh at their attempts, sometimes enough to where she'd cross her hand against their face, utterly smacking them along side the head. Standing up for herself was easy, but still she didn't hate anyone; no, she was too naive to hate. If someone nice was to come on by she'd talk to them like they were every second in her day, but the mood would automatically switch when she deals with brain-dead boys. Because of the 'playground incidents', without even trying, her taijutsu abilities were marvelous and became more of that as the years progressed. Her voice was always heard through the crowd, and she was the one to make it so.

Aside from being stronger than most of her academy, Eleyne showed a vast potential in the chakra arts. Her academy teacher; Takeru, Sosohimi had taken a great liking to her. She had raw potential, and together they would make it a molded talent- something apart of her. He also acted as a protection device, as when kids were saying things of her appearance he would forcibly make them write 'till their fingers snapped off. For the first time in her life, she felt there was someone who was there for her. She even found it exciting waiting after academy hours in her desk, with Sosohimi telling her stories about his misshaped adolescent years, making her days a lot more easier. She felt that there were others who suffered like she did, and they turned out alright.

» A mishap.

She was growing into another pair of shoes; at nine years old, she felt adventurous. Finally her cheeks were gaining definition- she grew high cheekbones, giving her a fleshed out face. She was so excited, feeling a form of confidence that wasn't a lie. Eleyne was allowed by her care-giver, Ayume, to stroll across her entire village. Friends were so easy to make when she was at those tween years, as kids fell into an invisible attraction to her happy personality. Often she climbed on rooftops and proceeded by jumping off of them, which were likely the cause of the scars on her knees currently. Eleyne loved every bit of Sunagakure, and ignored the hate; until one day when she travelled at sunset to the other side of town, near the entrance.

It was a bar, and she let herself in.

She noticed a strange aura that was fermented, probably from the strong odors of the beverages they drank. There was an ominous feeling crossing her spine multiple times, looking at the faces of bums and barlet prostitutes crowding in there. This was the first time she felt that some parts of her home were worse than others. Instead of staying she fled quickly, accidentally bumping into someone whom she wouldn't expect.

"Soso-kun," a soft comment escaped her lips, her eyes focusing attentively on her teacher's body language. He seemed fatigued, likely drinking and had forgotten where he was at the time. Sosohimi showed an agressive behavior, actually grabbing Eleyne by her crimson hair- this caused a very abrupt shriek, followed by a sudden scamper into the alley. She ran far away from him, noticing his strange actions towards her. Eleyne didn't quite know how to feel about it, and when she lost him- her mind travelled to the only place she could call her sanctuary.

She cried, teary eyes latching onto the leaves of the sparse forest, her body clinging onto a low branch of a tree. She laid their on her belly, tearfully thinking. Everything that she knew, everyone- was a lie. She figured as such that Ayume wasn't her real mother, being double the age and all- and what of Sosohimi? He was a drunken bard, who attempted to molest a young girl. She didn't feel safe, she never did. Eleyne knew places to stray away from such as the slums of Sunagakure, so she stood in a well lit area; there was a cafe where she would spot her home from, that was another gentle destination for her to confess her feelings at.

Eleyne liked the cafe- it was in a small rustic setting, with kind waitresses that met her every question. She often was sought of as a news reporter, constantly being curious about what they do. For some strange reason the workers seemed to like it, looking at her more of a little sister. Perhaps this was blind affection, but she didn't let what happened with Sosohimi end up happening to her new 'family'. Though it was possible they didn't feel she was... adequate enough, she didn't care. What she felt was a long term respect towards one another, something Eleyne missed dearly.

There was another strange event which occurred, within her new 'home'. A man ordered some tea, a strange figure who was hidden in a dark cloak, shadowing his face. She recollected that he was in his adult years, and he had a walk of strange, lieing innocence. The man acted with a smile, but it was hiding something deep in his heart- he took a seat near the girl, but she didn't question it, unlike him who had interesting observations of her. They began to chat, so much to where she felt comfortable with a man she had only met once in her life, where it was technically twice for the man.

"Why are you by yourself, my sweet?"

"...I dunno, I've always been curious.. watching people, listening to people, understanding people- I don't really think I'm by myself, everyone knows me and I know them."

"But- your parents,"

"Oh, Ayume- she says she's my mom and all, I think she's hiding something though."

She was so honest that sometimes it hurt her more than it helped. The man had all of his questions answered, even without talking to her. The answer was in her golden eyes, what told a story of her mother, Akemi's life. He could read her like a button- to the point where he felt horrible of leaving the next minute. Eleyne didn't mind, in her mind she knew people came and left, with a snap of a finger. He didn't leave, in fact he always came back.. when things were completely out of hand.

» The titan of tyranny.

There was a time when she was fearless of the next morning, whether she'd wake up alive and sound wasn't of question to her. Soon, this became the opposite of her thoughts; as she slept, there was an unheard rustle of evil penetrating the forces. Ayume was awake when this happened, taking a sleepking Eleyne down in what they called a panic room. This was melded with fine metal manipulation by a ninja, with fine inpenetrable forces behind it to keep them safe. The rumors were true and real- the NCIA had began their worldy invasion.

Houses were burned, families were torchered and tormented, siblings were traumatized by these sudden events. When they ransacked their now formed house (originally it was made of bamboo, but Sosohimi helped create a great environment for the two), when the coast was clear, Eleyne and her care-giver fled the scenes. It was a game of cat and mouse, they running from enemies as they found shelter, left, repeating this cycle many times. Soon they grew tired, eyes almost rolling to the back of their heads from severe exhaustion. Ayume looked so pale, the young crimson locked girl holding her grandmother in her arms, crying softly.

"Please- please Ayume-niisann~ Don't sleep, please.. just, keep your eyes open.. I need you-"

It was to no avail, Ayume passed in her slumber. There was a time where she just walked in open fire, somehow god's graces washed over her body which kept her from being hurt more than she was inside. So many lifeless bodies flocked the ground, she could hear the sound they made when they fell to the ground. Most of the families were unharmed however, often not resisting arrest. This was just protocol for the NCIA, as they themselves kept Sunagakure alive at least- unless small forces of the then-resistance attacked.

But then, some hope was regained. The man from before; the cafe, he greeted her with open arms, taking her away from harm. She felt that he knew this was going to happen, so he stayed behind just to make sure Eleyne was safe. She and him were put under house arrest, for a long period of time. NCIA settled in Suna, often arming themselves with what they could find in other civilians households.

Because of their caused slumber together, Eleyne looked to him like was a valueable father figure to her. She followed what he showed her, though any ninjutsu art he used was considered illegal and also he would be submitted to 1oo lashes on his spinal. Frightened by the chances of losing her friend, Eleyne only practiced in the realm of taijutsu. They created a dummy from huge packs of rice grains, instead of using it as food they would practice. Food to them was blood, sweat, and tears.

When she was bored she found herself throwing manged rocks toward it, and sometimes she would land it just right. In a way she knew how the inanimate object 'ticked', and she could exploit it. Her eyes told her many things about something, whether they had a knitch in their growth. Weaknesses were shared through intellectual things within her life, these feelings enriching her grown of mentality.

Soon things were looking up, in the hilt of a dark blade.

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Her new care-giver was a kind man, every day he set out towards the farmland and worked until he would bleed. Even when being captive he made sure Eleyne's life wasn't jeapordized by the disheveled tyranny, getting things for her like he would any time in the early life. Even with the year the hold of NCIA lasted, Eleyne's childhood wasn't tarnished. She ate, and did chores that weren't out of the ordinary. Of course every step she took was analyzed by a uniformed ninja from the enemy lands, but she learned to take whatever she could in stride.

There were many times where she feared for her life, however. Houses were locked down, villagers rampaged the streets, especially when a group of resistance ninja swooped in to liberate Sunagakure. With Kazeshin Keito leading the factions, a sense of relief washed over her worked veins. Finally, they could call a part of peace, for themselves. Though there were many casualties lost that day, the sense of accomplishments far outweighed the negative losses. Eleyne watched as their land was given back to them..

She couldn't help but smile.

Everything was coming together, from the liberation of Sunagakure to the liberation of every country combined. From what she heard by the shinobi times was that a fierce group of Hachi-ninja along with an army of banded ninja from all countries, be brought together to do one more thing- destroy all that was evil, starting with the main headquarters of the Ninja Crimes Investigation Agency. They had high hopes for the event, and it paid off. Ninja from all around the world put their lives into each others hands, trusting everyone like they were one huge family, destroying Inabikari Raikou, the leader of NCIA, and putting a quick end to his tyrannic behavior. The ninjas went to their homes, banished what remaining NCIA fugitives there were, and spreaded the peace from nation to nation.

» Peace?

Her life was getting simpler; normal-wise. She built a stable life, and joined the academy at the age of twelve, beforehand taking one year to travel to the Eastern Oceans, for a sense of closure. As she was at the Sunagakure academy once more, she noticed Yosohimi was gone; probably a casualty of the war. This didn't trigger an alternate emotion, however, it did make her wonder; curious Eleyne never left her side, the real Eleyne seeming to be astonished by everything once more. She was given the surname Owashi, to honor her new father as she aged. As she grew into her teenage years, so did her appearance. She gradually gained feminine appeal, those who made fun of her when she waws a younger adolescent soiled themselves whenever she walked by. Of course this never changed her strange attitude, being extremely nice yet at the same time can be ferocious when being opposed. She built her own status within Sunagakure, and now with a strong Kage to lead them with the prince of sand himself, she felt Suna's gates being stronger and stronger. Graduating from the Academy exams and further exceeding onto becoming a gennin, her days of being a young dependant girl only grew a little more complicated.

[Muse]

Skills and attributes

Skill Point Tally: 10
Remaining Skill Points: 10/10

+3 Prodigy Bonus
-3 1^st rank Iguru Bijon
-2 Second Wind
-5 Intestinal Fortitude
+3 Troubled Huntress
+2 Sealed Genjutsu

Skills:

Clan:


Iguru Bijon
rank 1 Accuracy base stat is increased by 3x, where x is the users level [minimum = 3o] (may not exceed 1.5x their base stat) Does not stack with any other stat-raising skill. (-3)


Positive:

Skill Name: Second Wind
Bloodline: --
Description: --
Effect: Upon reaching 0 or less health, the user's HP is raised back up to 1 HP, but only once per battle. If the user's HP would be reduced below -25% of its total then this skill does not come into effect.
Cost: -2


Skill Name: Intestinal Fortitude
Bloodline: --
Description: --
Effect: Rank 1: Gain 10% of your Total Stamina every turn. This replaces normal Stamina regeneration.
Cost: -5 [Rank 1]



Hindering:

Troubled Huntress
Description: Though there are so many advantages of acquiring this mutation of genes, one who carries this gift often finds that their eyes are more susceptible to attacks that induce blindness, making it much harder to adjust.
Effect: Status effects that induce blindness and/or cause flashy lights [impaired Eyesight, Blind, Fazed] last one turn longer, or for their maximum duration.
Requirements: Must acquire the first rank of Iguru Bijon, must be taken at character creation.
Cost: +3


Skill Name: Sealed Genjutsu
Bloodline: --
Description: --
Effect: Cannot use any Genjutsu techniques.
Cost: +2



Skills learned from Jounins: (You can learn up to 4 SP worth of skills for free, if a Jounin teaches you them. Link to where you learned the skill.) Edited January 8, 2013 by Muse

[Muse]

Reserved.

[Muse]

Techniques

Technique Point Tally: 39

Total Technique Points Used: oo/39

Academy:

Name: Bunshin no Jutsu (Clone Technique)

Type: Genjutsu

Rank: Academy Student

Cost: 10 Genjutsu

Description: Creates illusionary replicas of the user. They are unable to attack or interact with other objects, but can serve as good distractions.

Damage: None

Effects: Adds +5 evasion and +5 accuracy for each clone. Once a clone is hit it is destroyed, and the bonuses with it.

Name: Henge no Jutsu (Transformation Technique)

Type: Genjutsu

Rank: Academy Student

Cost: 5 Genjutsu

Description: Wrap chakra around your body to change your appearance. You can still use the features of the thing you can become, e.g use the claws of a clawed animal, but not to the extent of if you actually were that thing.

Damage: None

Effects: Change your appearance.

Name: Kawarimi no Jutsu (Body Substitute Technique)

Type: Ninjutsu

Rank: Academy Student

Cost: 10 Ninjutsu

Description: A lifesaver, and a must-have technique. With this technique, the user is able to swap their body with a nearby object, usually a log, which will take the full force of any incoming blows for them, while they retreat to safe ground or search for an opening. You can only use this 3 times per battle.

Damage: None

Effects: Evade the next attack aimed at you. You are unable to attack the opponent the turn you use this. You can only use this 3 times per battle. This technique cannot be used to dodge Ninjutsu, Taijutsu or Genjutsu Techniques.

Gennin:

Chuunin:

[Muse]

Techniques deux

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[Muse]

Inventory

{Head}

{Neck}

{Body}

{Waist} 4 kunai, 3 shuriken.

{Forearm(s)}

{Hands}

{Calves} Hitai-Ate

{Feet}

weaponry

{Main Weapon}

{Sub Weapon}

{Un-Equipped Slot Un}

{Un-Equipped Slot Deux}

{Un Equipped Slot Trois}

{Pouch}

{Items in Vault}

{Money on Hand}

Edited June 17, 2010 by Bell

[Muse]

Experience log

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[Muse]

Notes

-I'm done. o3o

-I am using my bloodline I made which was app'ed.

-Yukari is retired, which was funny because I didn't even need to tell people to move it to the retired section. @___@; I guess I'm that predictable.

-Feel free to approve it. Really, feel free.

Edited June 17, 2010 by Bell

[Warr]

Approved.

[Azure]

Approved.