Shiawase, Iyashi

Name: Shiawase, Iyashi

Age: 6

Appearance:

Iyashi is about 3'10 and has a pale skin surprisingly to her. She got this along with her black shadow hair from her father. She doesn't even look like her mother expect for the fact that she looks like a spit image from her father. She could be count Ritsuka's little sister, and it makes her laugh so hard. Iyashi sometime where her hair into a ponytail but that is only when she is at the table eating and making stuff with her father. Iyashi didn't want to have hair in their food and every time she finds a hair, she would smack her head against the table and keeps saying sorry. Now thanks to her active hobbies, she weights about 50 pounds. Her style of clothing is common upon the girls, and her father picks her clothing so she didn't really care just nothing gothic or punk. Iyashi thinks all of those clothing are for people want attention.

Background:
On the 15th day of July, the summer baby Iyashi Shiawase! The same day that the Bon Festival is on! People were praising Ritsuka about it! They say those who were born on this day is to be the sweetest angel to be, on that same day her mother died. It was sad day but like people say you must give something in equal value to receive. Sweet Iyashi came out to be a perfect weighted child and one of the best health out of them all, during this time babies were get the flu and slowly dying off but little Iyashi didn't get it one bit not even a sign was shown. It was weird it might be but something didn't seem right. One night the nurse went to feed Iyashi, and she wasn't there... They had complete hospital panic, Ritsuka was just freaked out along with the nurse. Had someone kidnapped her? Nah, she was under one of the benches, sleeping. How she got there; no one will ever know. So when Iyashi was ready to go home, she had disappeared once more but this time it was in the Ritsuka's van. Ritsuka blinked once as he looked into the back seat then looked into the front seat... There she was, that little bundle of joy, sleeping. It was mysterious indeed but Ritsuka kinda left it be. He was just happy that he was able go home with the child no less.

At the age of 2, Iyashi had those eyes open and she was walking like a drunk lad. This was one of the major year that Ritsuka was spoiling the heck out of his daughter no less. If the child wanted, he would get it and so much more. He would dress her in the cutest outfits no less. Iyashi was kept in either the house or her father's restaurant. She was never the one for picking up knifes and throwing them but she learned quick from her beloved father.. He would let her cut a carrots or two, but also Iyashi was not sent to normal daycare. Ritsuka feared a bit that if she went there something bad might happen so he would care her around every day, making sure to pay attention to the little girl. She was not that very loud or annoying but when she didn't get to cut those carrots of that went down to hell. She would ball her eyes out and no one could shut her up but Ritsuka.

At the Age of Four, she speaks perfectly fine and her walking has improved within a two year span, she was walking all over the place. She was following her father like crazy. Every time she would have a nightmare she would go into her father's room and just curl next to her father. She would always have that scary dream of some person coming and taking her away. Iyashi was worried that it might come true, but one night someone had broken into the house... She went down stairs to see what it was and met the person who did so. There face to face she stood with the robber... but when he run towards her with a knife and stabbed her... But something was weird, she didn't bleed, the knife went right through a whole in her chest?! All that happened that the male went down quickly. In the morning, Ritsuka found Iyashi sitting on the robber who was knocked... This was a bit of more surprising then more things..

Now at the age of six, she is just that sweet loving child who doesn't know her powers to the full extend. It was some time she would wake up at random places around the house, but she doesn't know why at all. She will follow her father everywhere he goes cutely. Iyashi just loves to cook with her dear father and always wants to help him. Iyashi doesn't want Ritsuka to leave her at any time because she is afraid...

Personality:
For Such a little girl, she is as sweet as sugar can be. Nothing can really can break this sweet sugary coat. Her sweet personality is not a host but that is the way she is. She smiles like every day is her last, but she tends to live it out like a normal child would. Unlike Selphi and other children on this site, she is just the sweetest out of them. Iyashi is that sweet girl that you see winning over everyone's heart out of her pure kindness. She will tell anyone that she will be happy to serve them but right at the moment her daddy is the most important key. Maybe people say she got it from her mother. When she lies she tends to twist her long black hair. "Mew~!" she tends to make the noise of one of her favorite TV shows. It is a curiosity on why she makes it, it is just a normal thing that any child would make after watching a TV. "Mew~!" noise is from her favorite Pokemon, Mew! No way that any pokemon could replace the cuteness of Mew. Her eyes only go for the cutest. Like little Iyashi said before while watching Pokemon "you can't judge the cuties, they might kick your behind!"

Those black eyes bit be so innocent but that was covers up everything she does wrong. She is just of a trouble maker just for things that her father won't pay attention for her. She tends to be rather brat when she doesn't get her way like any spoil child. If you can't please her, oh she will throw the biggest fit that the world as seen. Iyashi would sit her ass down and just bawl her eyes out right there and then. Only way to make her shut up is giving her to Ritsuka or stick a little lollipop in her mouth. In her all her spare time, she follows her father like a little duck and does everything she possibly do. She will cook with her father, she might stash things for later but Ritsuka always knows for some reason. Tea parties is that reason. If you try to stop from having these tea parties, you might be depressed after so.

Likes: Iyashi follows her father everywhere! No where he goes, the little girl is going to follow. Helping her father now in the kitchen, having tea parties with her stuff animals. She likes to help cooking, playing simple games with Ritsuka. She also wants to be a house wife!

Dislikes: She hates ugly dolls! Give a doll like Kon she will throw it at your face right off the bat. She will not care if you spent a lot of money on it. Another thing is a nasty tasty meal, she will throw a fit. Another thing is not doing what she wants. Iyashi will not take any disrespect.

Fear: She doesn't what her daddy to leave her what so ever, that is her only fear.. The Fear of being left alone..

Strengths: The fact that she is oblivion to most things, she don't care about things only her father.

Weakness: The only weakness she would have is fact her father. You mess with her father or even hurt her father. It is came over.

Power:

Iyashi's body is composed of a non-toxic metal resembling mercury, which she can reshape or solidify at will, although she is still inexperienced in shape-shifting. Molecular adhesion power gives her the ability to cling to solid surfaces and move her body at will even without overt locomotive features. She has also demonstrated superhuman strength by supporting huge slabs of concrete, though the extent of this strength is unknown.

The ability to change the color and texture of her liquid metal to completely mimic a human form. However, Iyashi often maintains her original form., suggesting that she has the ability to change her mercury's color and texture to a degree.

Electricity is her main weakness and has often been used against her, because it causes her body to go haywire.

~She had not mastered anything of this~

RP Sample:~You already seen me RP~

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