[Human] Saihossoku Shisome - Human Doll [APPROVED 5-5]

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Name: Saihossoku, Shisome
Age: 16
Gender: Female


Height: 5'4
Weight: 100lbs

Appearance: Shisome is of a strange, doll like look, childish and small in frame and shape. With ebony black hair that flows down to her waist, and pale white skin, she seems like a small plaything. Her big crimson eyes and open, almost misshapen face makes her looks slightly creepy. Her face seems to hold no emotion, as it is mostly apathetic in expression, and very rarely does one get to see a smile, or even a change in her eyes. Her clothing tends to border on traditional Japanese culture, however with the adding of butterflies or flower patterns onto them. She is seen in a traditional school uniform, but it bares no crest, and is black in color, with a red ribbon tie.

Personality: Shisome is a very quiet, withdrawn girl : preferring to keep to herself, she tends to leave others alone as well. Only when she needs to interfere, will she step into a situation and do something for someone. She holds next to no one in her heart, and is always alone, except on rare occasions. She seems to blend into the crowd, at least speech wise, as she often doesn't realize how creepy or mystically drawing she is. To herself, she is a simple wanderer in life, seeking an abstract ideal of happiness : she tends to be quite self-probing, and is harshest on herself more then anyone else. Preferring to ignore the world conflicts, she concentrates on her small world, often showing ignorance at things she's supposed to hate, or have a distaste for. She's still developing emotionally and it often seems that she's apathetic, if anything. She has an excellent memory ability, able to recall almost everything she has seen, heard or smelled with crystal clear precision. Shisome has a tendency to walk around either at night, or right after she gets home from school : habitual walks that help clear her head. She's often cooking and cleaning for her caretaker, considering he's housing her free of charge of course. The girl does have a tender heart, considering she has taken in hurt animals before, but rarely shows it in front of people. She also has difficulties telling if a person is completely honest, and often is suspicious of them until she receives proof of their sincerity. However, she is very polite about it, and keeps quiet about her suspicions.


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Background: The world often had conflicts, but the descent into chaos was something all together unforeseen. Most were dying : and some would fall in love all the same, even in the midst of destruction, of chaos and possible death. Gifted humans had to fight, to keep themselves and those they cared for alive : some would succeed, and others would fail. Many would fail, due to the sheer numbers of opposing forces : Shubi and Shuushi were amongst these. They had both lost their families : and as such they formed a temporary group aimed to resist and fight against the hollows. It worked well, as together, and with a few others, they were able to keep up and fight more then if alone : however, many more were dying, even as they did their best to fight. But the world was beginning a new shift : domed cities were being created. The group retreated to such, and disbanded, however remaining friends. It was when the romance between Shubi and Shuushi was able to be created : they cast their old last names aside, and choose a new one, Saihossoku. It meant ''Fresh Start'', a symbol to represent their struggles and their love even through disaster.

Shubi became pregnant, and it was almost eager with the way that they both waited. Their child was born, looking different then normal : with a pair of wide eyes and a serene, quiet face, they knew that she had to be at least gifted, if not stronger. Thus, they began to teach her the value of controlling herself at a young age : within a few years, the family moved to the outskirts, in order to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was a dangerous move, but the two parents were confident in their powers and prowess. They fought hollows and beat them before : why hold back now? Thus, the girl lived most of her childhood out on the outside, watching her parents fight constantly against invisible things : at least to her eyes. She grew apathetic to the world, the moment the lights in her life were extinguished : her parents hid her in the basement, a great opponent arriving. Peeking through a crack, she but for a moment, saw a figure cut her parents down.

Then the world went black. Awakening within a domed city, the child wonders why she is here, of all places. How did she get here? What did she do? What was she to do? Her steps lead her to a home, one recalled out of earliest childhood : she had found one of her parent's friends. She told the person that her parents had died, and with a soft smile, the old man had let her in, and has been taking care of her. Going to school, simply walking the world as if nothing was wrong : that was the girl's life, as sometimes, that gaze lingers on the outskirts, wondering if she could find the home she had once belonged in. Maybe she could find her parent's bodies : or perhaps they had become ghosts, watching over her. She never could see the Shinigami or anything of that kind : perhaps there was a sleeping power in her. The black haired girl didn't know, as she simply walks life.

Just a doll with strings.

Roleplay Sample:

''Whirl, whirl, my eyes are rolling.
Swing, swing, dimmed out marbles''

Her delicate fingers ran on the cover of the book, drifting before flipping a page to another paragraph. The girl's small frame was placed into a wooden chair, straight and unforgiving : the area around her was the same. Unforgiving wood, as her fingers elegantly flipped another page for her viewing. The droning of a voice was whispering in her ear, as she payed minimal attention to the content that was being repeated off the book she was reading. Her fingers flipped to another page, taking in the knowledge with a steady, not necessarily tame flow. Her pale hand was steady, as those crimson eyes moved not, or so it seemed : but she was observing, and reading the contents, even as the song seemed to drift in her head, a melody that was not tamed, or even known to her. It was just a song, a bunch of words that made no sense, but yet seemed to fit everything together quite nicely as well.

''Turn, turn, my legs're waving
Swing, Swing, spherical joints''

Her hand closed the book, as the bell rung, her body moving from the chair, as she walked to the hallway. The end of class, as she wandered away, alone once more as long strands of raven black drifted in the wind of her movements. Her fingers held to the strap of her bag, moving linear in one direction. Back home, as the girl was just moving along the street, shifting only to move out of someone's way. That same delicate hand wrapped around the handle of the door, opening it to a wooden floor. Stepping within, she removed her shoes delicately, placing them on the appropriate mat. Her body moved as she went to a door that had a simple name plate on it. Shisome. Opening the door, it was a bare room, everything neat and tidily arranged, as she placed her book bag on the back of a chair. Plain wood, all over : in an age of technology, it was strange to see a girl living in a house that seemed to lack much technology. But that was not the case, as the whole home was technology : her room, however, by request, was bare. There was no personal things, except for one photo on the side of the desk, near the bed.

''Yai, Yai, Let's hack around
Rai, Rai, Hold and release''

Her frame left the room, her black hair trailing behind, crimson hues looking over the area. There was no expression, as she moved, putting her shoes back on, and opening the door, stepping out once more. Slipping the key into the lock, closing the door to anyone curious enough to wander by. Her caretaker had forgotten to lock the door, once more. Luckily, nothing had been out of place : she would have noticed if it had. Her body turned away from the door, her steps echoing away as she wandered down the street. Shishome didn't quite know what to do yet, but she was going to do something she assumed. Those blood red orbs shifted barely, but she was looking this way and that, as she found herself at the edge of the dome, her gaze looking out at the wilderness beyond. Almost for a moment, she could see a small shack on a hill. For the first time since she had awakened at the edge of the city, she felt a smile on her lips. Turning away, unable to hear the howl of hungry creatures, she idly wondered what would she cook for supper. Maybe something Italian tonight, that sounded strangely good as her steps led her away.

''Yai, Yai, Just mix up and down
Rai, Rai, A-B-C-D Enchantment''

• Willpower/Determination: Beginner
  
• Mental Deduction: Adept
  
• Pain Endurance: Beginner
  
• Focus: Beginner
  

• Durability: Beginner
  
• General Speed: Beginner
  
• Strength: Beginner
  
• Weapon Skill: Beginner
  

• Spirituality: Beginner
  
• Valor: Beginner
  
• Perception: Beginner
  
• Motivation: Beginner
  

• Name [x]
  
• Appropriate Age [x]
  
• Gender [x]
  
• Appearance Present [x]
  
• Appearance Described in Appropriate Length OR Picture is Visible [x]
  
• Appearance is Not Claimed [x]
  
• 10 sentences for personality [o]
  
• History is of appropriate length [x]
  
• Powers are not Godmod/Overpowered [x]
  
• Powers are described reasonably enough [x]
  
• Application/RP Sample is not in First Person [x]
  
• Skills are not filled in (Omit if a Hollow)[x]
  
• RP Sample Present (Omit if this is not the first character) [x]
  
• RP Sample is 10 sentences [x]
  

Comments/Notes: Everything was fine but I counted only around 7 Personality sentences, you can fix that I suppose
Tier: 5-5 when fixed

IT has been fixed. Approved!

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Reapproved, Aiv.