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    Orihime Chinoike

    Orihime
    Orihime

    Posts : 28
    Join date : 2020-01-09

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Ninjutsu
    Class: D
    Ryo: not much

    Orihime Chinoike Empty Orihime Chinoike

    Post by Orihime Sat Feb 01, 2020 2:55 am

    Name: Chinoike Orihime
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Village: Kumogakure no Sato
    Rank: Genin
    Alias: Oboshi Orihime

    Clan: Chinoike
    Bloodline: Ketsuryugan (-1000)
    Element(s):
    Skill(s): Ninjutsu

    Stats

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: D
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: C
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: D

    [1650(Starter) +1000(SkillTrade) -1650(Stats) -1000(Bloodline) =0 remaining]

    Unique Abilities:
    Prodigy Student - Orihime may have access to learning techniques one rank above of what her class allows. Although she would have to spend 10% more experience into the next class.

    Fight - In a situation where Orihime is combating an opponent unexpectedly masterful or is in need to excerpt more effort, she gains an increase of +1 tier to stamina at the expense of -1 tier at perception.

    Flight - In a situation where Orihime is being chased or is afraid of what she faces before her, she is aware of what she is capable of facing and what she isn’t, she gains an increase of +1 tier to speed at the expense of a -1 tier at intelligence.

    Appearance:
    5’4 and 125lbs. A noticeable aspect of Orihime is her abundantly rich black hair that contrasts with her fair porcelain complexion and her piercing red eyes.
      She has a faint beauty mark on the corner below her right eye, only distinguishable by her peers back home.
      Orihime’s sense of style consists of the colours black, white and red. She is one to pick the more sophisticated choices instead of the daring or comforting ones; She believes a person’s outfit determines the type of person they are so she presents herself to be prim and proper and well mannered. How her grandparents expect her to be.
      Some may recognize her outfit like a uniform and that is exactly what it is. She has blouses and skirts with the same patterns and intricate designs but only one favorable red blazer she always top.
      She has fangs, the two razor sharp teeth has been carefully chiseled into perfection. It is visible whenever she smiles so she does her best to not reveal them in unnecessary times.

    Personality:
    Orihime had to be well behaved and keep her head down to avoid scandals or to prevent the family name to get a bad reputation. She would only speak unless spoken to. She would be punished if she disobeyed however, she rarely did so. She did as she was told. Despite Orihime’s grandparents provided all physical comfort she could ever need, she has resented them for how they kept her silent and manipulated her to become the perfect granddaughter. And so, she has quite a difficulty expressing herself freely; Her past suppresses her. She manages her sanity, best as she can, by practicing her aim with knives and throwing stars on a dart board but in the end it will never be enough to keep it satisfied.
      She yearns for power and respect. It had took her time to become familiar with the kekkai genkei she possesses and she plans on honing her skills and techniques until she can achieve her goals. She knows that she will reach it soon. It is only a matter of time.

    History:
    Born in the early summers. Oboshi Orihime has lived a humble and secluded life in Takagamara. To her knowledge, she and her grandparents were mere clanless civilians doing farm work for a living. And in that time, she had no particular desire or ambition in becoming a shinobi. Everything there and then was tranquil. Until two years ago…
      At the age of fourteen, Orihime has gotten a growth spurt along with other visible changes fresh into adolescence; In a matter of days, she grew 5 more inches in height, her skin began tightening in age and she discovered her Ketsuryugan eyes.
      Awakened one early morning from a fever dream, she had yet to understand her true capabilities, her true bloodline in her reflection in the mirror. The white in her eyes was replaced to bloodshot red and the iris was transformed into a neon line, she studied it carefully, not letting the shock and fear completely seep into her. Confused, at first glance she figured it was some sort of illness she caught or, perhaps, a curse she had been set into… she was correct about one of them. She locked herself in her room and waited until it started to blink back into her natural red eyes. She felt relieved for a temporary time.

    More instances of activating her Ketsuryugan unwillingly became reoccurring in moments when her anger, frustration, or any passionate emotion that conceded in bad thoughts took the best of her. She had no control over it.
    Strangers, neighbors, and even friends made speculations of Orihime have been cursed, radiating evil where she stood like a bad omen. She had been treated unkindly. Until one strange man recognized the eyes and told Orihime what it was; she gained the knowledge of her true bloodline and her Kekkei Genkai.
      Without a heartbeat passing, she stormed off to return to her home and only then her grandparents revealed the truth about her. Mixed emotions twisted Orihime’s chest. Her visions shifted; she no longer found a future worthwhile slaving in the farms with the kind of powers she possessed. She demanded to her grandparents’ consent to join the academy to become a shinobi to test her abilities. They were apprehensive. Many denials later for Orihime, and finally they gave into it. And at fifteen she became registered genin. She has mastered the fundamentals, finally awakening the resting chakra within her. Although her grandparents were anxious about their granddaughter’s decisions, Chinoike Orihime could not have been more proud of herself.
    Roleplay Sample:
    “Vex you?” So he heard... He has a sharp sense of hearing, Mineko had to admit if only his kicks were as sharp. “First you strike me without warning… Now you come at me with your false bravado…” Mineko tuned out most of the words he ventured off his mouth, listening with half an ear. Her focus was fixated on manifesting her chakra within her. Controlling her breathing. She couldn’t care less of his speech… However, she well understood his indignation. In the way, he expressed his taut fury piqued her interest to him. Was it may be because of his diction, perhaps, gave a regal essence? perhaps more of a general soldier? One distinction was certain, the underlying cockiness in his voice reminded her that he was a bit like herself.  Maybe she should have warned him easier, without any unnecessary violence. Maybe; maybe not...

    She lifted her arms close to her body and gestured with both hands and mouthed silently “Come at me.” And without a single passing heartbeat, Mineko was given what she asked for. In a flicker, he saw the unknown man almost dissipated in the air. She attempted to do her plan. Body Replacement Technique.-— No more than half a second, before she can even intertwine her hands to seal the Jutsu, the man already dashed way far ahead of where he once he stood from. With no time for her turning or sensing to where he could have been,  he had Mineko tumbling. Rolling her body to the ground.


    “What happened?” Was all her mind could ever process from the surge of fear climbing up to her spine. She felt a warm pain in her stomach. That was the fresh bruise blackening on her skin. With a wrinkled forehead and eyes tightly shut, — the sudden fear gathered a rush of adrenaline along with it— her trembling arms tried resting on her stomach once more. With jagged crescendos of breath, she reluctantly opened her eyes and cautiously spun her head to the man’s direction. And there he stood watching her.

    “Next time…” Was all she could muster to mutter under her breath. “Next time…” She attempted once more. She swallowed her spit and caught herself coughing as she did so. “I see you here...”
    She carefully pushed her body to fall stomach flat onto the ground. It took a few tries but once she did, it felt like another kick to the ribs, it made her softly squirm.
    Palms faced down along with her, she spun her head to look him in the eye once more. Mineko realized the glimmer he once had in his eyes were his pupils; his striking golden diluted pupils matched with her gaze. “I’ll have you beaten to a pulp.” She stated as gravely as she could. Inhaling another breath of air audibly after
    Q
    Q

    Posts : 133
    Join date : 2019-10-15

    Orihime Chinoike Empty Re: Orihime Chinoike

    Post by Q Mon Feb 03, 2020 5:57 am

    @Orihime wrote:Name: Chinoike Orihime
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Village: Kumogakure no Sato
    Rank: Genin
    Alias: Oboshi Orihime

    Clan: Chinoike
    Bloodline: Ketsuryugan (-1000)
    Element(s):
    Skill(s): Ninjutsu

    Stats

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: D
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: C
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: D

    [1650(Starter) +1000(SkillTrade) -1650(Stats) -1000(Bloodline) =0 remaining]

    Unique Abilities:
    Prodigy Student - Orihime may have access to learning techniques one rank above of what her class allows. Although she would have to spend 10% more experience into the next class.

    Fight - In a situation where Orihime is combating an opponent unexpectedly masterful or is in need to excerpt more effort, she gains an increase of +1 tier to stamina at the expense of -1 tier at perception.

    Flight - In a situation where Orihime is being chased or is afraid of what she faces before her, she is aware of what she is capable of facing and what she isn’t, she gains an increase of +1 tier to speed at the expense of a -1 tier at intelligence.

    Appearance:
    5’4 and 125lbs. A noticeable aspect of Orihime is her abundantly rich black hair that contrasts with her fair porcelain complexion and her piercing red eyes.
      She has a faint beauty mark on the corner below her right eye, only distinguishable by her peers back home.
      Orihime’s sense of style consists of the colours black, white and red. She is one to pick the more sophisticated choices instead of the daring or comforting ones; She believes a person’s outfit determines the type of person they are so she presents herself to be prim and proper and well mannered. How her grandparents expect her to be.
      Some may recognize her outfit like a uniform and that is exactly what it is. She has blouses and skirts with the same patterns and intricate designs but only one favorable red blazer she always top.
      She has fangs, the two razor sharp teeth has been carefully chiseled into perfection. It is visible whenever she smiles so she does her best to not reveal them in unnecessary times.

    Personality:
    Orihime had to be well behaved and keep her head down to avoid scandals or to prevent the family name to get a bad reputation. She would only speak unless spoken to. She would be punished if she disobeyed however, she rarely did so. She did as she was told. Despite Orihime’s grandparents provided all physical comfort she could ever need, she has resented them for how they kept her silent and manipulated her to become the perfect granddaughter. And so, she has quite a difficulty expressing herself freely; Her past suppresses her. She manages her sanity, best as she can, by practicing her aim with knives and throwing stars on a dart board but in the end it will never be enough to keep it satisfied.
      She yearns for power and respect. It had took her time to become familiar with the kekkai genkei she possesses and she plans on honing her skills and techniques until she can achieve her goals. She knows that she will reach it soon. It is only a matter of time.

    History:
    Born in the early summers. Oboshi Orihime has lived a humble and secluded life in Takagamara. To her knowledge, she and her grandparents were mere clanless civilians doing farm work for a living. And in that time, she had no particular desire or ambition in becoming a shinobi. Everything there and then was tranquil. Until two years ago…
      At the age of fourteen, Orihime has gotten a growth spurt along with other visible changes fresh into adolescence; In a matter of days, she grew 5 more inches in height, her skin began tightening in age and she discovered her Ketsuryugan eyes.
      Awakened one early morning from a fever dream, she had yet to understand her true capabilities, her true bloodline in her reflection in the mirror. The white in her eyes was replaced to bloodshot red and the iris was transformed into a neon line, she studied it carefully, not letting the shock and fear completely seep into her. Confused, at first glance she figured it was some sort of illness she caught or, perhaps, a curse she had been set into… she was correct about one of them. She locked herself in her room and waited until it started to blink back into her natural red eyes. She felt relieved for a temporary time.

    More instances of activating her Ketsuryugan unwillingly became reoccurring in moments when her anger, frustration, or any passionate emotion that conceded in bad thoughts took the best of her. She had no control over it.
    Strangers, neighbors, and even friends made speculations of Orihime have been cursed, radiating evil where she stood like a bad omen. She had been treated unkindly. Until one strange man recognized the eyes and told Orihime what it was; she gained the knowledge of her true bloodline and her Kekkei Genkai.
      Without a heartbeat passing, she stormed off to return to her home and only then her grandparents revealed the truth about her. Mixed emotions twisted Orihime’s chest. Her visions shifted; she no longer found a future worthwhile slaving in the farms with the kind of powers she possessed. She demanded to her grandparents’ consent to join the academy to become a shinobi to test her abilities. They were apprehensive. Many denials later for Orihime, and finally they gave into it. And at fifteen she became registered genin. She has mastered the fundamentals, finally awakening the resting chakra within her. Although her grandparents were anxious about their granddaughter’s decisions, Chinoike Orihime could not have been more proud of herself.
    Roleplay Sample:
    “Vex you?” So he heard... He has a sharp sense of hearing, Mineko had to admit if only his kicks were as sharp. “First you strike me without warning… Now you come at me with your false bravado…” Mineko tuned out most of the words he ventured off his mouth, listening with half an ear. Her focus was fixated on manifesting her chakra within her. Controlling her breathing. She couldn’t care less of his speech… However, she well understood his indignation. In the way, he expressed his taut fury piqued her interest to him. Was it may be because of his diction, perhaps, gave a regal essence? perhaps more of a general soldier? One distinction was certain, the underlying cockiness in his voice reminded her that he was a bit like herself.  Maybe she should have warned him easier, without any unnecessary violence. Maybe; maybe not...

    She lifted her arms close to her body and gestured with both hands and mouthed silently “Come at me.” And without a single passing heartbeat, Mineko was given what she asked for. In a flicker, he saw the unknown man almost dissipated in the air. She attempted to do her plan. Body Replacement Technique.-— No more than half a second, before she can even intertwine her hands to seal the Jutsu, the man already dashed way far ahead of where he once he stood from. With no time for her turning or sensing to where he could have been,  he had Mineko tumbling. Rolling her body to the ground.


    “What happened?” Was all her mind could ever process from the surge of fear climbing up to her spine. She felt a warm pain in her stomach. That was the fresh bruise blackening on her skin. With a wrinkled forehead and eyes tightly shut, — the sudden fear gathered a rush of adrenaline along with it— her trembling arms tried resting on her stomach once more. With jagged crescendos of breath, she reluctantly opened her eyes and cautiously spun her head to the man’s direction. And there he stood watching her.

    “Next time…” Was all she could muster to mutter under her breath. “Next time…” She attempted once more. She swallowed her spit and caught herself coughing as she did so. “I see you here...”
    She carefully pushed her body to fall stomach flat onto the ground. It took a few tries but once she did, it felt like another kick to the ribs, it made her softly squirm.
    Palms faced down along with her, she spun her head to look him in the eye once more. Mineko realized the glimmer he once had in his eyes were his pupils; his striking golden diluted pupils matched with her gaze. “I’ll have you beaten to a pulp.” She stated as gravely as she could. Inhaling another breath of air audibly after

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