Post by Neena Tomoshibi on Jun 12, 2012 21:51:37 GMT -5
Name: Enzeru "Neena" Tomoshibi
Age: 24
Gender: female
Village: Konoha
Rank: Jounin
Nature Manipulation: fire
Appearance: Faceclaim
The first thing people notice about her is her long, bright red hair. She has to put it up in a unique way to prevent it from dragging the ground or getting in her way. The second thing people notice about her are her lavender eyes. These are two traits common to her family. She is small built, light weight, and a little short. 5'4" 125lbs. Her complexion is moderately pale.
Her clothes are usually white and black. Her top is a form fitting halter. Her skirt is split, in the same way as most female ninja wear theirs, and transitions from black to white using a fern leaf design and ending in points that also mimic leaves. Her sword is fastened on with black straps on her waist. Her soft leather boots are black and tied on.
Personality:
Neena is a high energy young woman who can be described as bubbly or hyper. She’s known for taking chances on missions that endanger her own life but put others out of harm’s way. At times, she can be very blunt and sometimes even rude, but she is honest.
She can be very awkward around members of the opposite gender and this can sometimes interfere with a mission. However, once she puts her focus on the task at hand, she usually forgets how the people around her look unless they speak directly to her and she chooses to acknowledge them.
Nothing is more calming for Neena than being up on top of a high building playing with some kind of candle or matches. When she is up high, she feels out of reach and untouchable. It is common for her to attack from above.
Her fear of spiders is petrifying. When facing the eight legged menaces she will completely freeze up if she sees them or feels them on her.
It enrages her for people to make fun of her hair. It is a family trait to have long red hair and she refuses to cut it until it gets in her way. She will at least punch a person if they make fun of her hair, at most, she will slice them up.
It’s normal for Neena to get bored easily, especially if she had to wait on someone else. She will whine and groan and make a fuss until the person is ready or until she is out of their presence.
Jutsu:
Bunshin no Jutsu [Clone Technique]
Kawarimi no Jutsu [Body Replacement Technique]
Shunshin no Jutsu [Body Flicker Technique]
Henge no Jutsu [Transformation Technique]
Katon: Haisekishō
Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Karyūdan
Katon: Karyū Endan
Konoha Senpū
Konoha Reppū
Konoha Daisenpū
Fire Chakra Flow
__________________________
History:
Some would say that Neena was born into being a ninja. Her mother was a kenjutsu master, while her father was a medical nin. She never could quite get healing right, so she went for the sword instead. It felt natural for her to be holding a blade and thus, learning the jutsu came easier to her. Her love of fire also led her down a path to learning fire jutsu, which was much more difficult. At the age of five, the other children began to call her Neena because it was easier for them to say.
When she was admitted to the academy, her mother had to request that she be allowed to keep at least a training blade on her. The lack of cutting ability in practical lessons drove her to further advance her skill in taijutsu to better her kenjutsu. This made even using a training blade dangerous. Her rival, a boy named Zanto Rai, couldn’t keep up and fell behind near graduation time.
Once she graduated the academy, she was ceremoniously given back her blade. After using a heavy, bulky, wooden training sword, the smaller, lighter weapon was even more natural to her. She climbed her way up the ranks, taking any mission and test she could and completing them all as quickly as possible. Her rival once more found himself in competition with her, for completing the most missions in the least amount of time.
RP Sample:
Three days ago the red haired jounin had been sent out on a mission. Gathering information from villages in a neighboring country was easy, but time consuming work. She only had to hit certain locations that were known for their loose lipped government officials. It was easy work, getting overworked men drunk and talking. Even easier for a woman. All she had to do was pay off some of the locals to do the dirty work for her while she sat back and listened. Thanks to a streak of good luck, one of her targets was easy to get drunk, and was so annoyed with his position that he spilled more information than she needed to hear.
An involuntary shiver made its way through the small frame of the swordswoman as she stepped through the gates of Konoha. Taking a deep breath, she looked around quickly. With a sigh, the violet eyed woman relaxed. Everything seemed to be the same. She continued forward and began to hum a tune, her hands grasping the shoulder straps of her backpack.
“NEENA!”
She froze. That voice; that annoying whiney voice. It had to be Shizi, the neighbor girl. The child was constantly over at her house asking all kinds of questions about being a ninja. The most common ones were really creepy, usually involving gruesome deaths.
“Neena Neena Neena. Did you have fun on your mission? Did you kill anybody? Did their guts fall out? Do people really poop their pants when they die?”
The kunoichi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, counting to ten in her head as she slowly released it. This was not the person she wanted to talk to right now.
“Yes. No. No. Yes. Shouldn’t you be in school?”
The child giggled.
“Silly head, it’s a vacation day.”
Neena smirked and patted the girl on the head.
“You know what would be really fun? Let’s play hide and seek. You go hide and I’ll look for you. If I don’t find you by the time the sun starts to set, you win.”
The little girl skipped in circles around Neena, a grin spreading across her face.
“I’m gonna play with Neeeeenaaa, I’m gonna play with Neeeeeeenaaa”
“You’re gonna lose if you don’t hurry up and hide!”
Shizi giggled and jumped off to find a suitable hiding place. Neena let out a sigh of relief. The small girl was the last person she really wanted to see first thing after returning home. What she wanted was a good meal and some time to write up her mission report in peace. The one place that came to mind first was a ramen shop the local kids all seemed to enjoy. They didn’t have sushi or sweets, but she needed something more filling, right now.
She ducked into the shop and grinned. It had been a long time since she had been here. The cook and his daughter were good people who were known in the community for their honesty and hard work, not to mention their good food.
“Guess who’s back!”
Neena’s sing song greeting was the same she always used to greet her favorite shop keepers. In return, she always got a smile.
“Neena, back from a mission?”
“Yeah, was an easy one but a lot of traveling. I could use a good bowl of noodles while I write my report.”
The redhead sat down at the bar and took off her backpack before taking out some paper and a pencil. It was normal for her to write her reports rather than giving verbal reports like many others liked to do. It was especially good for those times when he missions went badly. It was easier to write out what she was thinking in a way that wouldn’t get her yelled at.
Notes:
She has a sword.
Age: 24
Gender: female
Village: Konoha
Rank: Jounin
Nature Manipulation: fire
Appearance: Faceclaim
The first thing people notice about her is her long, bright red hair. She has to put it up in a unique way to prevent it from dragging the ground or getting in her way. The second thing people notice about her are her lavender eyes. These are two traits common to her family. She is small built, light weight, and a little short. 5'4" 125lbs. Her complexion is moderately pale.
Her clothes are usually white and black. Her top is a form fitting halter. Her skirt is split, in the same way as most female ninja wear theirs, and transitions from black to white using a fern leaf design and ending in points that also mimic leaves. Her sword is fastened on with black straps on her waist. Her soft leather boots are black and tied on.
Personality:
Neena is a high energy young woman who can be described as bubbly or hyper. She’s known for taking chances on missions that endanger her own life but put others out of harm’s way. At times, she can be very blunt and sometimes even rude, but she is honest.
She can be very awkward around members of the opposite gender and this can sometimes interfere with a mission. However, once she puts her focus on the task at hand, she usually forgets how the people around her look unless they speak directly to her and she chooses to acknowledge them.
Nothing is more calming for Neena than being up on top of a high building playing with some kind of candle or matches. When she is up high, she feels out of reach and untouchable. It is common for her to attack from above.
Her fear of spiders is petrifying. When facing the eight legged menaces she will completely freeze up if she sees them or feels them on her.
It enrages her for people to make fun of her hair. It is a family trait to have long red hair and she refuses to cut it until it gets in her way. She will at least punch a person if they make fun of her hair, at most, she will slice them up.
It’s normal for Neena to get bored easily, especially if she had to wait on someone else. She will whine and groan and make a fuss until the person is ready or until she is out of their presence.
Jutsu:
Bunshin no Jutsu [Clone Technique]
Kawarimi no Jutsu [Body Replacement Technique]
Shunshin no Jutsu [Body Flicker Technique]
Henge no Jutsu [Transformation Technique]
Katon: Haisekishō
Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu
Katon: Karyūdan
Katon: Karyū Endan
Konoha Senpū
Konoha Reppū
Konoha Daisenpū
Fire Chakra Flow
__________________________
History:
Some would say that Neena was born into being a ninja. Her mother was a kenjutsu master, while her father was a medical nin. She never could quite get healing right, so she went for the sword instead. It felt natural for her to be holding a blade and thus, learning the jutsu came easier to her. Her love of fire also led her down a path to learning fire jutsu, which was much more difficult. At the age of five, the other children began to call her Neena because it was easier for them to say.
When she was admitted to the academy, her mother had to request that she be allowed to keep at least a training blade on her. The lack of cutting ability in practical lessons drove her to further advance her skill in taijutsu to better her kenjutsu. This made even using a training blade dangerous. Her rival, a boy named Zanto Rai, couldn’t keep up and fell behind near graduation time.
Once she graduated the academy, she was ceremoniously given back her blade. After using a heavy, bulky, wooden training sword, the smaller, lighter weapon was even more natural to her. She climbed her way up the ranks, taking any mission and test she could and completing them all as quickly as possible. Her rival once more found himself in competition with her, for completing the most missions in the least amount of time.
RP Sample:
Three days ago the red haired jounin had been sent out on a mission. Gathering information from villages in a neighboring country was easy, but time consuming work. She only had to hit certain locations that were known for their loose lipped government officials. It was easy work, getting overworked men drunk and talking. Even easier for a woman. All she had to do was pay off some of the locals to do the dirty work for her while she sat back and listened. Thanks to a streak of good luck, one of her targets was easy to get drunk, and was so annoyed with his position that he spilled more information than she needed to hear.
An involuntary shiver made its way through the small frame of the swordswoman as she stepped through the gates of Konoha. Taking a deep breath, she looked around quickly. With a sigh, the violet eyed woman relaxed. Everything seemed to be the same. She continued forward and began to hum a tune, her hands grasping the shoulder straps of her backpack.
“NEENA!”
She froze. That voice; that annoying whiney voice. It had to be Shizi, the neighbor girl. The child was constantly over at her house asking all kinds of questions about being a ninja. The most common ones were really creepy, usually involving gruesome deaths.
“Neena Neena Neena. Did you have fun on your mission? Did you kill anybody? Did their guts fall out? Do people really poop their pants when they die?”
The kunoichi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, counting to ten in her head as she slowly released it. This was not the person she wanted to talk to right now.
“Yes. No. No. Yes. Shouldn’t you be in school?”
The child giggled.
“Silly head, it’s a vacation day.”
Neena smirked and patted the girl on the head.
“You know what would be really fun? Let’s play hide and seek. You go hide and I’ll look for you. If I don’t find you by the time the sun starts to set, you win.”
The little girl skipped in circles around Neena, a grin spreading across her face.
“I’m gonna play with Neeeeenaaa, I’m gonna play with Neeeeeeenaaa”
“You’re gonna lose if you don’t hurry up and hide!”
Shizi giggled and jumped off to find a suitable hiding place. Neena let out a sigh of relief. The small girl was the last person she really wanted to see first thing after returning home. What she wanted was a good meal and some time to write up her mission report in peace. The one place that came to mind first was a ramen shop the local kids all seemed to enjoy. They didn’t have sushi or sweets, but she needed something more filling, right now.
She ducked into the shop and grinned. It had been a long time since she had been here. The cook and his daughter were good people who were known in the community for their honesty and hard work, not to mention their good food.
“Guess who’s back!”
Neena’s sing song greeting was the same she always used to greet her favorite shop keepers. In return, she always got a smile.
“Neena, back from a mission?”
“Yeah, was an easy one but a lot of traveling. I could use a good bowl of noodles while I write my report.”
The redhead sat down at the bar and took off her backpack before taking out some paper and a pencil. It was normal for her to write her reports rather than giving verbal reports like many others liked to do. It was especially good for those times when he missions went badly. It was easier to write out what she was thinking in a way that wouldn’t get her yelled at.
Notes:
She has a sword.
