Yamanaka, Daini [Konohagakure Genin|WIP]

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Yamanaka, Daini

THE INFO.

Name: Yamanaka, Daini
Nickname: Ni, Ni-chan
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Looks can be deceiving.

Ni appears to be a young, innocent girl who just reached her adolescence years. She has grown to be five feet and two inches in height and seems of average weight for her height. She is well proportioned with an almost fully developed body though she is quite busty for her age. She is quite slender but sports strong shoulders and hips. Her limbs are long and elegant and her skin is quite fair.

The girl seems to have a child's face. Her eyes are big and bubbly and are the color of salmon. Her eyes though often have a look of fear or angst no matter what mood she seems to be in. Something crazy goes on behind those eyes. Her cheeks are rosy colored with what appears to be a nice, permanent blush that only deepens when she is embarrassed. Her smile is sweet and deceiving. Her lips are nice, plump, and pink. Her nose is small and slightly perky.

The girl's hair is long and usually worn in pigtails. Her rose colored locks drape over her small frame. Her bangs are cut longer than her eyes though parted in a way for her eyes to be seen. Her hair reaches up to her waist. Her hair is soft and silky and can easily be combed through. For choice of apparel, the girl can often be seen in school girl outfits or outfits that were meant for children and not for ninjas.

As for cuts and bruises, the girl seems to absolutely have none. She has no blemishes whatsoever. No traces of pimples or moles or even birthmarks. The girl's skin is flawless. She often smells like strawberries and bananas because of the scent she wears.

Also, the girl's voice is high pitched though not squeaky or annoying. It is definitely a girl's voice though it makes her sound younger than she actually is. Her voice is also melodic and her laughter is that of a child's.

Personality:

So, young… So Sweet?

The masquerade:
Ni thinks she knows what other people are like beneath the false personas they appear to be putting up. This little girl is a paranoid brat, though she lets nobody else see that. She puts up a sweet little girl personality and prances around acting half her age. She pretends to be a girl who loves sweets and everything cute. She pretends to be a little girl who thinks she knows nothing about what she's doing. She pretends to be a girl who absolutely loves people and company. Meeting people is her cup of tea, after all! Most of all, she pretends to be a little girl who is weak. Very, very weak.

In truth, Ni is a complicated person. She does not know the truth of what she is thinking. Abused and hidden in her own little shell, Ni has grown to a level of discomfort and paranoia that she is unsure of who to trust nowadays. She never says anything about her true self. Often, she tells two different stories. She does not know who she really is either, or what has happened to her.

For jokes, Ni usually can't take them. She gets angry easily and gets annoyed quickly too. She does not like jokes where she stars in them though she will play a joke on a person. She finds it funnier when other people get hurt but she hates it when she does. She does not like being laughed at or talked about, even when the talk is good.

Ni does not trust the world. Ni does not trust anybody.

A darker side is slowly boiling up inside of her. So much hate and so much mistrust can only be contained for so long. That is why sometimes, she lets herself slip and burst into a fit of anger only shown by small children. She screams threats and hurts other people. People only see this as her being a child however and usually won't understand how serious this can be.

A killer slowly boils inside of her.

Clan: Yuki Clan [Adopted Yamanaka]
Nindō: "Aha….ha…ha… One day, one day…. I'll be able to expose who you really are! Then you'll see!"

THE NINJA.

Origin: Kirigakure
Affiliation: Konohagakure
Rank: C-rank [Genin]
Specialties: Ninjutsu, Eijutsu
Elemental Affinities: Suiton+Fuuton [Hyouton]
Combat Style:

Best as facades, the girl chooses to play one even on the battlefield. Giving off the impression that she's a weakling, she will cower down to her opponents before surprising them with her true strength. She will play bait and will definitely tone down her abilities. Once she goes full power though, she won't stop until the battle is over. She also sometimes plays dirty and will go for parts she shouldn't be going for and will definitely hit below the belt. She is like a kid and will scratch and pull hair too. Anything that will give her the advantage in battle.

Special Characteristics:

Spoiler:

THE BACKGROUND.

History:

The Birth

I don't ever remember being happy.

Going back 14 years into the cold month of December in a small hut in Kirigakure, a baby was born. A sweet little girl she was with blushing pink cheeks and ivory skin. Barely any hair on her little scalp and her eyes would not, could not open. She had a brilliant smile, a brilliant laugh. She reminded her father of her mother, a gorgeous woman who was carrying the child in her arms.

The family was happy and looked picture perfect. An older boy could usually be seen watching his newborn baby sister from her crib while their cat curled up into a ball on the carpet next to them.

They were happy indeed.

The Loss

Happiness never seems to last.

A twisted fate would occur.

Their father was a person of little importance, as it seemed. He was never strong enough to be much of a good ninja. He was never regarded as someone of powerful strengths. Though how did he ever survive the bloody mist's cruelty? Truth was, the man never actually was a ninja. He made his profession out of smuggling and hurdling illegal drugs and weapons from other countries.

He told his wife he was a ninja by profession and even had a ninja protector which was traded in for one of his exotic items. His wife, a common woman who owned and tended to a gardening and flower shop, believed him. They had met when she learned that he traded exotic items though she didn't know they were illegal.

He never thought he'd ever be caught.

Ni was around three at the time, and her brother had recently turned ten. A man had entered her mother's garden shop. She remembered him pounding hard on the door until her mother finally answered. The look on her mother's face was a mix between frightened and shocked. Her mother looked frantic. "I never knew." Were the words Ni heard. They forced their way in, tearing down what they could. They were in search for something, it seemed.

Another man came in holding a rather large bag while her mother was simply frantically staring into her shop with tears running down her face. The other man tapped her on the shoulder, his expression totally stoic. He led her to the bag and told her to unzip it. To the family's shock, what was inside could never be unseen.

It was their father, his face heavily mutilated but recognizable enough. He appeared to be stabbed, shot, and had a variety of other terrible things happen to him. Ni could not understand. What happened to Papa? Her brother started crying, started threatening to kill everyone of them. Her mother hugged them both and told them to run to the house and pack up what clothes and stored food they could. Her brother would pick her up and bring her to their home where he'd begin packing frantically.

Ni would simply stay still and wonder what was happening. Their mother came three hours later and would take the bags and her youngest child in her arms and run away from home after she'd light their house on fire.

They were on the run.

Journey

So fragile, so very fragile.

They had absolutely nothing.

No money, no food, no hope.

It seemed like one of those terrible dramas, except to them, it was real. Trying to raise a three year old under these conditions were hard. They settled down in a small village not too far from Konohagakure no Sato where her mother worked in an herbal shop for small money. Ni was always at home with her brother who trained to be a strong ninja to protect her.

This was their lifestyle until the past came back to haunt them.

When Ni began to talk, she started to ask about her father. Her mother, being paranoid, would lock her up at home where she couldn't talk to anybody else about what had happened. Her brother understood why they couldn't tell her about it and decided to keep his lips locked too. It was when a neighbor thought that they were keeping children in the house against their will that they decided to do something about it.

Deciding to tell the village leader, Ni's mother was put under interrogation. Her mother was frantic and decided to spurt out and confess what had happened. The village leader saw her as the wife of a fugitive and would not have someone like her in the village. He decided to have her killed and have the children throne out of the village.

Their mother was beheaded the next morning and the children were forced to flea with no where to go. Her brother ran to the closest village and was able to sneak by guards. Ending up at an elderly couple's house he slumped down on their doorstep with his sister in his arms.

New Home

The elderly couple by luck happened to be a Yamanaka couple. They saw that someone was at their doorstep and since they never had any children of their own they decided to adopt both siblings. Her brother said he needed to avenge his parents and begged the couple to do something so she'd never remember any of the events that happened before. By chance, both of them were ex-anbu and swiped her memories.

Her brother disappeared the next morning. Ni was a four year old who did not know who she was. She woke up with no memories at all and in the house of strangers. It took three weeks for them to calm her down, to train her. From then on she began to be suspicious but allowed herself to be able to put up an act.

Memories came in one by one in small pieces. She does not know what they mean and only believes the people she lives with have done something to kill them. She remembers the worst parts of her childhood and is suspicious of her guardians.

What increased her suspicion is when she learned she could use ice. That was something scary for her because her guardians could not use them. Something was wrong here.

Ninjahood

She had to get stronger some how. She had her guardians enroll her in the ninja academy where she paid attention to how the kids acted. They were all very childish and she seemed very mature for her age. She developed this persona and it turned her into a permanent child. She grew her hair really long and allowed herself to wear it in different styles. She pretended to have crushes and pretended to want to make friends. She pretended to have failures and pretended to have successes. Most of all, she pretended to be normal.

Graduating the academy she was the self proclaimed best actress of her class. Though she did make friends, she was never the type to keep close and personal bonds. She was never the type to keep in touch. In fact, she was too paranoid to even consider them as friends. Her memories haunt her too much to make her sane. Her insanity had always gotten the best of her even then.

Roleplay Sample:

.The First Meeting of the Four Great Avatars

She was just sixteen.

Pressure.

There was quite too much pressure.

They didn't seem to notice how much it was hurting her so. She felt her body contracting against them. Her muscles hurt like hell, they were throbbing and feeling tight as she tried moving. Was she far too weak to face this? Was she far to weak to obey? No, she had to stay. She had to learn. She had to do good.

She breathed loudly, suppressing an urge to scream. No one has heard this little girl's voice. Not many knows what it sounds like. Was this their intention? Their ploy to make her scream? She would not. She would not allow herself to speak. Not in the presence of these strangers.

Yes, strangers.

Strange men who were way older than her. They were called upon by who knows what to train her. This was not training. This was intense pain and agony. What were they planning to do to this poor child? She felt sweat racing down her head, her face, her body. She tried hard doing what they wanted her to do.

And yet like always, it resulted in failure.

Failure

She panted, placing both hands on her knees as she slumped back. The men looked at her with disappointed eyes. Was this really their precious little avatar? She was far too fragile, far too weak. There had to be some way to toughen her up a little bit!

Finally the eldest man shook his head. Training was over for today. Kawako was glad, very very glad. He dismissed her, told her to go back into her house. She would not have to endure the torturous things anymore for today. She would rest up and sleep.

Yes, sleep.

She felt the world drifting away as she slumped back on her bed. Her head was spinning. She was dizzy. Very, very dizzy. It was intense, too intense. She saw the room fading away (or was she fading away?) Perhaps she was nauseous. Yes that was it. She was. It was simply the training getting to her.

She closed her eyes, allowing everything to fade to white.

Awake.

But I thought I was asleep?

She looked around, frantic. There was water. Murky dirty water. She blinked, not quite sure where she was. Was this a hallucination? Had she taken something she shouldn't have? She moved, drifted through the current. It began to get foggy and suddenly she was simply a few feet away from two other people. One an old man, and the other, someone younger. He might have been about her age.

He seemed hot headed, yelling at the older man.

Kawako stared at them both, unsure of whether she should run or not. Her eyes showed such intensity of emotion. Was it fear? Or was it worry?

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