by Name: Tsuyu
Age: Fifteen (15)
Gender: Female
Village: Konohagakure no Sato
Rank: Genin
Title: Titleless
Clan: Hyūga
Bloodline: Byakugan
Element(s): N/A
Skill(s):
Stats
Unique Abilities:
Bolstered Defense - For the price of 5 CP, Tsuyu can reduce her Strength by two minuses and in exchange increase her Constitution by two pluses, going on the defensive.
Funding! - Tsuyu's been lent money from fellow clanmates to aid her (future) business ventures in the line of Chemistry. Accruing a total of 100,000 Ryo to help her endeavors, she's expected to pay back 150,000. Half of her financial gains go toward paying this back until it's handled.
Just That Talented - Studying quite a large amount of Chemistry, Tsuyu's become versed in her understanding of its intricacies. While making any craft falling under this skill, be it medicine, a drug or even a poison, her Intelligence is treated as a full tier higher than its base.
Appearance: Considered bland by some and pristine by others, a palette of pure white defines Tsuyu's outward physical features. A long, flowing myriad of silvery locks lace her head from scalp to the middle point of her back, profusely taken care of by apt and frequent attention. Like any other Hyuuga, a pearl-like, pupil-less visage betrays the dichotomy between iris and schlera within the young woman's eyes. Unblemished and unmarred, pale flesh defines the rest of Tsuyu's body, meshing well with her hair and eyes but not to a degree that would push natural beauty from human to alien-like; she is not the tone of chalk like her clan's ancestors may be.
Her physique, while not something that can be shamed so easily, has yet to bud in its entirety. Still amid puberty, she's a ways off from being considered womanly in a way that allows her to elude remnants of a child-like exterior. While signs of curvature are evident - mostly in the form of broader thighs elevated in noticeability by her narrow waist, she still has remnants of a baby face that she's conscious about. What's even more of an indicator, is what she considers a 'mismatch' chest. Likening her own growth within her upper torso region as 'unfair' to the rest of her body, she often ties down what's otherwise a gradually emerging above-average bosom. Prominent as it may be, it's still a womanly feature of hers that isn't magnified to a degree she believes it to be; it's exaggerated in her eyes due to it not fitting her 'ideal look' before she 'blooms'.
Standing at a mere 5'1", she's embarassingly short - even if three of those inches have come in the past year and no doubt will keep coming. Due to that, she keeps herself trim and to a degree, lithe - but not to an extent that'd put health into concern. With strict clan regime built up on healthy hand-to-hand specialists being her norm, older influence has helped her avoid a potentially self-endangering route such as that. Instead, she's picked up (or tried to) an arguably more modern ideal - makeup practices.
As old as it may be, she takes after applications more common to her 'generation', at least to a degree that enables her. Silvery eyelashes are often heightened in their noticeability by eyeliner - and lips that have begun to fill out are highlighted by pink or cherry red tones, whether vibrant or dull. Her face occasionally has foundation applied to it, whitened further than it is by natural skin tone to bring more definition to the rest of her makeup. But beyond that she's frugal with this when it comes to public expression. She does not have the freedom to do much else, be it on the basis of time or judgement from her clan.
While not a princess by any means, her attire may be able dissuade the especially unknowledgeable or ignorant. No matter the color, the Hyuuga puts the utmost effort into assuring her garments match one another well to build a cohesive and pleasant look. Effort can easily be emphasized here - as even if she wears the color of royalty (as she usually does) - purple, she is no fashionista. Some of her less-attended-to-by-fellow-Hyuuga sets of apparel can be considered as experimental as a mad scientist's attempt at revival of the dead. She will never admit it, though.
Accessory wise, 'assortment' only cracks the surface. While mostly small trinkets she's put too much favorable sums of yen from her parents toward, Tsuyu tries to have 'fun' aspects of her appearance. Whether it's a mere necklace or a pair of earrings to compliment a uniform, she attempts to frequent noticeble areas of her body with these sorts of things. Like her typical attire, though, it isn't very consistent.
Some things are, though, the first being more common uniform. In more formal occasions (which she considers much of her occasions), she wears a uniform consisting of a long-sleeved, dark brown dress reaching a few inches above her knees. A broad, pale yellow brim outlines the end of the sleeves, lead up by black, knotted texturing that traces up the side of the arms. Past the middle point, it wraps about the sleeve itself as a guide to a puefd sleeve looking, leading to more knotted, pale yellow texturing lining her shoulders and the collar of her neck alike in a vague heart pattern.
It leads further down to cover much of the chest area and bottom half past the waist, in an assortment of three flowing tassels on either side connected to rhombus-shaped, loosely-hanging hard-plastic symbols. On either side of the chest area are three buttons matching the darker-brown tone, while further texturing creates a tie-esque shape between it and the collar. Pantyhose and chrome white boots with a brown toe and yellow trim along the top guiding to two buttons on the side complete the uniform, that she wears on a day-to-day basis.
History:
An abnormal case.
An oddity.
A singularity.
Tsuyu has heard all of it, over the course of her first fifteen years of life. From the moment she emerged from her mother she had a difference, albeit nothing big and nothing earth-shaking. It was although whatever heavenly entity above simply decided to invert the selection - only the selection within the dashed area was her hair. Among individuals known for black or brown hair it was unordinary, so no one was wrong to call her that. But it wasn't like she was the only one among many others. There likely has been previous cases - especially given the Hyuuga origin point.
Some considered it weird.
Others didn't like it at all.
But... there were still people who found it intriguing. Nice, even.
Beyond the differing opinion in that regard, though, Tsuyu's backstory is not one of extreme tragedy or prodigal status. Like any other Hyuuga, this lass was raised to be a talented practitioner of Gentle Fist. And in spite of her genetic abnormality she had no other ones holding her back physically or mentally to stunt her growth as a proud Hyuuga. Occasional teasing occurred, but that's natural in any person's life - as is their ability to handle it. Those few that saw her the interesting aspect of her hair in a positive light helped instill her with something that would help handle just that, though: confidence.
The sting of failure or attempted, every-now-and-then ostracization definitely marred her mind more than she'd like to ever admit, but those same experiences made her push harder toward eventual successes. She became better and better as she went on, rudimentary practices becoming seasoned ones - and seasoned ones becoming intermediate. And she, as any other Hyuuga would, stomped.every.last.one that their clan had to offer in preparation for entering the steep arts of the Gentle Fist.
Tsuyu was admitted into the academy at an average age, with little about her situation changing. Much of the judgement she received from her own clan members had actually prepared her for a more public setting. One where the judgement didn't come from family. One where she didn't seek to prove flesh and blood wrong. Just strangers that, in most cases, were 'irrelevant' to a great Hyuuga such as herself. She continued to make it through, honing her talents and picking up medical capabilities to compliment her hand-to-hand proficiency as it grew through her years.
Eventually, she'd graduate, grades above-average - as expected of someone from one of the 'ye olden' noble clans of Konohagakure (in their eyes). Thirteen by that point, Tsuyu continued to train her abilities as she rounded out as a person, growing ever confident in herself to brave herself against what may come her way in the months, or even years to come. She'd expand further, delving into another intellectually apt field to refine her talents.
Personality: Outgoing is one way to put how Tsuyu behaves on the surface. She's typically making an effort to interact with others - to keep conversation going and to have the social environment that -she- is in stay active... at least if it's with people that she'll converse with. While not a beacon of charisma, the girl gives it a shot, mostly resorting to usual pasttime talk if need be. More frequently than she'd like however, the Hyuuga tends to find herself awkwardly affixed to her nails or some other idle activity in times like this.
Often times, she finds herself caught up in confidence. It's not uncommon to see her pointing at an achievement and going 'look what I did', especially if someone she wants to show her fruits of labor to is the target of this. Similarly, feats that truly allow her aptitude to shine or prevail - especially above others are nigh-cathartic to her, especially in times of duress. She seeks accomplishments as much as she does recognition of them, making the 'down moments' all the more prominent.
That same secondary aspect, however, is what has allowed her to seemingly thicken her skin toward disappointment. 'Hardboiled' is a way she'd put it herself, as silly or cartoonish that may seem. Likewise, she takes pride in this willpower of hers as well, not ashamed to present it as a positive quality of hers. Even if that too, may falter in the wake of a road of shame-inducing failure. She can only take so much of it before true colors begin to show.
What may those true colors, be, though?
Something she already expresses, albeit differently. Tsuyu's typically troubled by assuring she does well in the fields and activities that she embarks on, whether willingly or unwillingly. Pressured by her clan's reputation, she feels obligated to assure it's upheld - overly so. To bring shame or embarassment to her clan would reflect it upon herself tenfold in her eyes. So above all else, Tsuyu attempts to avoid that, typically trying to calculate her choices in who she interacts with to assure her image and by extension, the image of the Hyuuga, remain intact.
Her pride in effect is something she sees as the clan's pride, and by extension something that they should be express. Even if it may come off as haughty or showboaty, are they not nobles? Are they not among the best? Are they not, in some areas - the solitary best? Simply being known or respected isn't enough - being hailed as such is what she desires for them, something that may even go back to her. To be heralded as royalty, is what she truly desires - to hear praises be sung daily rather than occasionally.
Pure-eyed royalty.
Whether that's secluded to herself or her clan in terms of being sought after, though, is something she's yet to consider, though. Whether recognition is limited to those closest, to Konoha - or to even the world, is just as unknown. Her uncertainty only grows as she does.
Roleplay Sample: it's just copycat again
Age: Fifteen (15)
Gender: Female
Village: Konohagakure no Sato
Rank: Genin
Title: Titleless
Clan: Hyūga
Bloodline: Byakugan
Element(s): N/A
Skill(s):
- Hyuuga
- Taijutsu
- Iijutsu
- Chemistry
Stats
- Strength: D
- Constitution: D
- Stamina: D
- Speed: D
- Coordination: C
- Intelligence: C
- Perception: D
Unique Abilities:
Bolstered Defense - For the price of 5 CP, Tsuyu can reduce her Strength by two minuses and in exchange increase her Constitution by two pluses, going on the defensive.
Funding! - Tsuyu's been lent money from fellow clanmates to aid her (future) business ventures in the line of Chemistry. Accruing a total of 100,000 Ryo to help her endeavors, she's expected to pay back 150,000. Half of her financial gains go toward paying this back until it's handled.
Just That Talented - Studying quite a large amount of Chemistry, Tsuyu's become versed in her understanding of its intricacies. While making any craft falling under this skill, be it medicine, a drug or even a poison, her Intelligence is treated as a full tier higher than its base.
Appearance: Considered bland by some and pristine by others, a palette of pure white defines Tsuyu's outward physical features. A long, flowing myriad of silvery locks lace her head from scalp to the middle point of her back, profusely taken care of by apt and frequent attention. Like any other Hyuuga, a pearl-like, pupil-less visage betrays the dichotomy between iris and schlera within the young woman's eyes. Unblemished and unmarred, pale flesh defines the rest of Tsuyu's body, meshing well with her hair and eyes but not to a degree that would push natural beauty from human to alien-like; she is not the tone of chalk like her clan's ancestors may be.
Her physique, while not something that can be shamed so easily, has yet to bud in its entirety. Still amid puberty, she's a ways off from being considered womanly in a way that allows her to elude remnants of a child-like exterior. While signs of curvature are evident - mostly in the form of broader thighs elevated in noticeability by her narrow waist, she still has remnants of a baby face that she's conscious about. What's even more of an indicator, is what she considers a 'mismatch' chest. Likening her own growth within her upper torso region as 'unfair' to the rest of her body, she often ties down what's otherwise a gradually emerging above-average bosom. Prominent as it may be, it's still a womanly feature of hers that isn't magnified to a degree she believes it to be; it's exaggerated in her eyes due to it not fitting her 'ideal look' before she 'blooms'.
Standing at a mere 5'1", she's embarassingly short - even if three of those inches have come in the past year and no doubt will keep coming. Due to that, she keeps herself trim and to a degree, lithe - but not to an extent that'd put health into concern. With strict clan regime built up on healthy hand-to-hand specialists being her norm, older influence has helped her avoid a potentially self-endangering route such as that. Instead, she's picked up (or tried to) an arguably more modern ideal - makeup practices.
As old as it may be, she takes after applications more common to her 'generation', at least to a degree that enables her. Silvery eyelashes are often heightened in their noticeability by eyeliner - and lips that have begun to fill out are highlighted by pink or cherry red tones, whether vibrant or dull. Her face occasionally has foundation applied to it, whitened further than it is by natural skin tone to bring more definition to the rest of her makeup. But beyond that she's frugal with this when it comes to public expression. She does not have the freedom to do much else, be it on the basis of time or judgement from her clan.
While not a princess by any means, her attire may be able dissuade the especially unknowledgeable or ignorant. No matter the color, the Hyuuga puts the utmost effort into assuring her garments match one another well to build a cohesive and pleasant look. Effort can easily be emphasized here - as even if she wears the color of royalty (as she usually does) - purple, she is no fashionista. Some of her less-attended-to-by-fellow-Hyuuga sets of apparel can be considered as experimental as a mad scientist's attempt at revival of the dead. She will never admit it, though.
Accessory wise, 'assortment' only cracks the surface. While mostly small trinkets she's put too much favorable sums of yen from her parents toward, Tsuyu tries to have 'fun' aspects of her appearance. Whether it's a mere necklace or a pair of earrings to compliment a uniform, she attempts to frequent noticeble areas of her body with these sorts of things. Like her typical attire, though, it isn't very consistent.
- Look:
Some things are, though, the first being more common uniform. In more formal occasions (which she considers much of her occasions), she wears a uniform consisting of a long-sleeved, dark brown dress reaching a few inches above her knees. A broad, pale yellow brim outlines the end of the sleeves, lead up by black, knotted texturing that traces up the side of the arms. Past the middle point, it wraps about the sleeve itself as a guide to a puefd sleeve looking, leading to more knotted, pale yellow texturing lining her shoulders and the collar of her neck alike in a vague heart pattern.
It leads further down to cover much of the chest area and bottom half past the waist, in an assortment of three flowing tassels on either side connected to rhombus-shaped, loosely-hanging hard-plastic symbols. On either side of the chest area are three buttons matching the darker-brown tone, while further texturing creates a tie-esque shape between it and the collar. Pantyhose and chrome white boots with a brown toe and yellow trim along the top guiding to two buttons on the side complete the uniform, that she wears on a day-to-day basis.
History:
An abnormal case.
An oddity.
A singularity.
Tsuyu has heard all of it, over the course of her first fifteen years of life. From the moment she emerged from her mother she had a difference, albeit nothing big and nothing earth-shaking. It was although whatever heavenly entity above simply decided to invert the selection - only the selection within the dashed area was her hair. Among individuals known for black or brown hair it was unordinary, so no one was wrong to call her that. But it wasn't like she was the only one among many others. There likely has been previous cases - especially given the Hyuuga origin point.
Some considered it weird.
Others didn't like it at all.
But... there were still people who found it intriguing. Nice, even.
Beyond the differing opinion in that regard, though, Tsuyu's backstory is not one of extreme tragedy or prodigal status. Like any other Hyuuga, this lass was raised to be a talented practitioner of Gentle Fist. And in spite of her genetic abnormality she had no other ones holding her back physically or mentally to stunt her growth as a proud Hyuuga. Occasional teasing occurred, but that's natural in any person's life - as is their ability to handle it. Those few that saw her the interesting aspect of her hair in a positive light helped instill her with something that would help handle just that, though: confidence.
The sting of failure or attempted, every-now-and-then ostracization definitely marred her mind more than she'd like to ever admit, but those same experiences made her push harder toward eventual successes. She became better and better as she went on, rudimentary practices becoming seasoned ones - and seasoned ones becoming intermediate. And she, as any other Hyuuga would, stomped.every.last.one that their clan had to offer in preparation for entering the steep arts of the Gentle Fist.
Tsuyu was admitted into the academy at an average age, with little about her situation changing. Much of the judgement she received from her own clan members had actually prepared her for a more public setting. One where the judgement didn't come from family. One where she didn't seek to prove flesh and blood wrong. Just strangers that, in most cases, were 'irrelevant' to a great Hyuuga such as herself. She continued to make it through, honing her talents and picking up medical capabilities to compliment her hand-to-hand proficiency as it grew through her years.
Eventually, she'd graduate, grades above-average - as expected of someone from one of the 'ye olden' noble clans of Konohagakure (in their eyes). Thirteen by that point, Tsuyu continued to train her abilities as she rounded out as a person, growing ever confident in herself to brave herself against what may come her way in the months, or even years to come. She'd expand further, delving into another intellectually apt field to refine her talents.
Personality: Outgoing is one way to put how Tsuyu behaves on the surface. She's typically making an effort to interact with others - to keep conversation going and to have the social environment that -she- is in stay active... at least if it's with people that she'll converse with. While not a beacon of charisma, the girl gives it a shot, mostly resorting to usual pasttime talk if need be. More frequently than she'd like however, the Hyuuga tends to find herself awkwardly affixed to her nails or some other idle activity in times like this.
Often times, she finds herself caught up in confidence. It's not uncommon to see her pointing at an achievement and going 'look what I did', especially if someone she wants to show her fruits of labor to is the target of this. Similarly, feats that truly allow her aptitude to shine or prevail - especially above others are nigh-cathartic to her, especially in times of duress. She seeks accomplishments as much as she does recognition of them, making the 'down moments' all the more prominent.
That same secondary aspect, however, is what has allowed her to seemingly thicken her skin toward disappointment. 'Hardboiled' is a way she'd put it herself, as silly or cartoonish that may seem. Likewise, she takes pride in this willpower of hers as well, not ashamed to present it as a positive quality of hers. Even if that too, may falter in the wake of a road of shame-inducing failure. She can only take so much of it before true colors begin to show.
What may those true colors, be, though?
Something she already expresses, albeit differently. Tsuyu's typically troubled by assuring she does well in the fields and activities that she embarks on, whether willingly or unwillingly. Pressured by her clan's reputation, she feels obligated to assure it's upheld - overly so. To bring shame or embarassment to her clan would reflect it upon herself tenfold in her eyes. So above all else, Tsuyu attempts to avoid that, typically trying to calculate her choices in who she interacts with to assure her image and by extension, the image of the Hyuuga, remain intact.
Her pride in effect is something she sees as the clan's pride, and by extension something that they should be express. Even if it may come off as haughty or showboaty, are they not nobles? Are they not among the best? Are they not, in some areas - the solitary best? Simply being known or respected isn't enough - being hailed as such is what she desires for them, something that may even go back to her. To be heralded as royalty, is what she truly desires - to hear praises be sung daily rather than occasionally.
Pure-eyed royalty.
Whether that's secluded to herself or her clan in terms of being sought after, though, is something she's yet to consider, though. Whether recognition is limited to those closest, to Konoha - or to even the world, is just as unknown. Her uncertainty only grows as she does.
Roleplay Sample: it's just copycat again
