Izaya { Approved}

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:: Basic Information ::

Name: Izaya Byakuren.
--Nicknames: Iz, Izay, Izzie Izzy.
Gender: Femal.
Zodiac Sign: Guess?
Birth Date: November 27.
Blood Type: AB-
Weight: 110
Height: 5'4
Rank: Gen.
Village: Kon.

:: Character Looks and Personality ::

Appearance: _♦_ Hair: Radiant chocolate brown, wavy-like hair that brushes against her mid back when let down.
_♦_ Eyes: Ample and bright with life, Izaya’s eyes are a pleasing teal shade.
_♦_ Skin: A clean and soft, healthy porcelain with a honey glow and peach undertones.
_♦_ Height: Standing at five feet, six inches, this makes Izaya a margin above average height, if not right on the dot.
_♦_ Weight: Izaya weighs a total of one hundred and twenty one pounds, leaving her at a proportionate amount.
_♦_ Usual Style of Clothing: Izaya can regularly be seen wearing two brown and tan striped ribbons in her hair, keeping her semi-wavy hair in two loose twin tails that cascade over the front of her shoulders. For clothing, she sports a baby doll shirt in a pastel orange that rests horizontally across her shoulders, light cream colored dots of different sizes speckling her top in different intensities. Wearing a pleated off-black, solid skirt adds a clean cut to her outfit, her legs adorned by semi-transparent black thigh highs and white boots that reach a few inches above her ankles. On her right wrist is a peach-shaded pearl and gold chain-link bracelet, tied together with an inch thick, silk saffron colored ribbon in a bow. Wound around her left thigh -seeing as how she’s left-handed- is a faded red leather storage pack attached from her skirt, making this easy access to her weapon without hindering her movements.
_♦_ Other: —

Attire: ?

Personality: _♦_ Personality: Izaya, in general, is a carefree person. Aside from her brash friends that she seems to attract, she is the more quiescent and humble one. She seldom speaks out in retaliation, nevertheless, people make the mistake of labeling her as ‘weak’; this is indubitably not the case. For someone that is docile, she has and will always place the safety of her comrades above anyone else’s, including her own. Although she's an optimist, this proves others wrong when her firm side is needed. Hardly resorting to violence early unless it's the ultimate decision that has to be taken in a situation is something that makes her the one that analyzes things much better in comparison to most. Compassionate and empathetic as well, this makes her a well-rounded individual that others see as an older sister, or possibly even a mother figure. She isn’t afraid to voice her thoughts on something, and she’ll stand firm to protect in what she believes in. There were times while in the camps that she was sought out by many as a source of tranquility and peace. Hoping for the best, she would always console her visitors by explaining to them that everything would work out if it was meant to be and that even the children would be reunited with their families very soon. Although it strained her heart to tell them something she believed wouldn’t happen, she kept the facade up well.
_♦_ Likes:

Music

Pocky

Nature

History

Children

Mythology

Rainy days

_♦_ Dislikes:

Snow (It saddens her.)

Deceitful people

Prejudice people

Presumptuous people

_♦_ Bad Habits: When people raise their voices to give a sense of authority, she has a habit of involuntarily becoming submissive and even apologetic.

:: Character Clan ::

Name of Clan: Senju.
Clan Ability: Idk?
Relationship in Clan: Cousin~
Character Ability: wood release

:: Character Weapons ::

None =(

Character History and RP Sample

History:
Journal Entry!!
-------------------

Spoiler:

As of today, the snow has begun to fall. It’s so beautiful; sometimes I lose myself staring out the small window near the far right side of the room through the cracks in the boards covering up the window. Mother has me pull over the blackout curtains at five thirty in the morning, because she says if they are not pulled over, we might be seen... I can only enjoy seeing the celestial snowflakes fall against the light of the moon during the night, but that’s good enough; it truly is my only allure to stay up at night and sleep during the day. A day or so ago, Sir Karel called me an owl, the nerve. I finally asked him why he called me an owl; he didn't feel like answering so I let the small ordeal go. Around one in the afternoon, we had a special dinner. Sir Karel and Miss Alexandria were fortunate enough to bring home fresh bread and meat, and even some ingredients to make desserts. At around one in the morning, I woke up with stomach pains and cold sweat, arising from a rather disturbing nightmare. Ever since we began living here... no, ever since we began hiding here, I’ve been bothered by whispers in the dark, as well as occasional sights that wouldn’t erase from my mind. That aside, I figured it was around one in the morning so I pulled the blackout curtain back slowly to greet the white natural beauty that flitted outside, right past my fingertips, only smudgy glass and air standing in the way. At five thirty, I pushed the blackout curtains to hide the window, going back to sleep with no pain; it seemed like the snow was becoming my medicine.

RP Sample:

Izaya { Approved} 5cd40ad2667c4cf18086897106e02626

Alice
walked into her store, breathing slowly as she did. It was the first
day, that it was known of it's re-opening, Alice was scared, that one
was for sure. No lieing there in that matter, but still... She felt like
something bad was going to happen to day, she didn't know why she felt
this way... She just did... What was wrong with her? She didn't know
that for sure, she moved around the store, making sure everything was in
place as she sat behind the counter and on a chair, and she laid her
head down, it was a dead morning today, when she walked to the store, no
one was around, so she though it would be.... "Safe" at the lest....
But then again, she did relise where she lived, and that pretty much
gave her whole day away from her right there.

Alice
heard a loud noise, then the sound of glass breaking, her head shot up
as she saw a man, standing infront of her with a knife. He was much
taller then herself, and she was scared, she didn't know what was going
on untill he talked... "Give me your money, and a way to get out of here, and don't do anything funny, or I'll cut your throat, got it?" He
seemed to glare at Alice, and she trembled at the though of dieing so
soon, sure she would be with her mother... But, she didn't want to go...
Not yet atlest.. She nodded slowly, and grabbed all the money she had,
and slowly handed it over to the guy with the knife, she pulled her hand
away quickly when she heard another sound of someone coming into the
store...

Hopefully
this time, it was someone to save her sorry ass, and not someone who
also wanted money, or something else from her... She was so scared right
now, it wasn't even funny, she couldn't believe that out of all days,
these people had to pick today!! Why couldn't they wait untill
tomorrow?! She didn't know why, but she did know this was now, the worst
day of her whole life... Well, the seound worst day, the worst day was
losing her parents of course, but that was a given thing, something that
anyone who knew her, knew it to.... But then she heard another voice,
that seemed to be laughing...

"What do you think we should do with her?"
The voice said, it sounded like another male... Now, she was in the
back room, bounded and gagged. She was beaten pretty badly, and it hurt
to try to even move... "Well... I was thinking of you taking the back, and me taking the front... If you know what I mean."
Alice trembled at that, she knew what they were talking about, but she
didn't want it what so ever! Someone had to come and save her, oh god..
Please! She cried into her mind.... She heard the foot steps, coming
closer to where the one had put her...

"So this is her?"
She heard a laugh and the sound of an zipper being undone, and pants
hitting the floor, then the same sound once more, Alice trembled as
someone grabbed her tied up arms, and held her there, as another pair of
hands quickly worked at getting her pants off, and her shirt... She
felt the hotness of something breathing against her pussy, as she
trembled, she didn't want this, not one tiny bit... Oh god, someone
please save me! She though into her mind once more, she needed to get
out of here... And fast, or they were going to rape her! She tried to
scream when she felt the wetness of someones month on her, sucking on
her clit... Oh god... It feels so good... No! I can't! She though once
again, she tried to kick, and tried to scream, but couldn't, trying to
do it hurt way to much then anything....
Izaya { Approved} Crush2

Being a senju, do you have wood release?

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Fixed, Sorry about that ^_^;

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Approved. edit the title.

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Izaya wrote:

:: Basic Information ::

Name: Izaya Byakuren.
--Nicknames: Iz, Izay, Izzie Izzy.
Gender: Femal.
Zodiac Sign: Guess?
Birth Date: November 27.
Blood Type: AB-
Weight: 110
Height: 5'4
Rank: Gen.
Village: Kon.

:: Character Looks and Personality ::

Appearance: _♦_ Hair: Radiant chocolate brown, wavy-like hair that brushes against her mid back when let down.
_♦_ Eyes: Ample and bright with life, Izaya’s eyes are a pleasing teal shade.
_♦_ Skin: A clean and soft, healthy porcelain with a honey glow and peach undertones.
_♦_ Height: Standing at five feet, six inches, this makes Izaya a margin above average height, if not right on the dot.
_♦_ Weight: Izaya weighs a total of one hundred and twenty one pounds, leaving her at a proportionate amount.
_♦_ Usual Style of Clothing: Izaya can regularly be seen wearing two brown and tan striped ribbons in her hair, keeping her semi-wavy hair in two loose twin tails that cascade over the front of her shoulders. For clothing, she sports a baby doll shirt in a pastel orange that rests horizontally across her shoulders, light cream colored dots of different sizes speckling her top in different intensities. Wearing a pleated off-black, solid skirt adds a clean cut to her outfit, her legs adorned by semi-transparent black thigh highs and white boots that reach a few inches above her ankles. On her right wrist is a peach-shaded pearl and gold chain-link bracelet, tied together with an inch thick, silk saffron colored ribbon in a bow. Wound around her left thigh -seeing as how she’s left-handed- is a faded red leather storage pack attached from her skirt, making this easy access to her weapon without hindering her movements.
_♦_ Other: —

Attire: ?

Personality: _♦_ Personality: Izaya, in general, is a carefree person. Aside from her brash friends that she seems to attract, she is the more quiescent and humble one. She seldom speaks out in retaliation, nevertheless, people make the mistake of labeling her as ‘weak’; this is indubitably not the case. For someone that is docile, she has and will always place the safety of her comrades above anyone else’s, including her own. Although she's an optimist, this proves others wrong when her firm side is needed. Hardly resorting to violence early unless it's the ultimate decision that has to be taken in a situation is something that makes her the one that analyzes things much better in comparison to most. Compassionate and empathetic as well, this makes her a well-rounded individual that others see as an older sister, or possibly even a mother figure. She isn’t afraid to voice her thoughts on something, and she’ll stand firm to protect in what she believes in. There were times while in the camps that she was sought out by many as a source of tranquility and peace. Hoping for the best, she would always console her visitors by explaining to them that everything would work out if it was meant to be and that even the children would be reunited with their families very soon. Although it strained her heart to tell them something she believed wouldn’t happen, she kept the facade up well.
_♦_ Likes:

Music

Pocky

Nature

History

Children

Mythology

Rainy days

_♦_ Dislikes:

Snow (It saddens her.)

Deceitful people

Prejudice people

Presumptuous people

_♦_ Bad Habits: When people raise their voices to give a sense of authority, she has a habit of involuntarily becoming submissive and even apologetic.

:: Character Clan ::

Name of Clan: Senju.
Clan Ability: Idk?
Relationship in Clan: Cousin~
Character Ability: wood release

:: Character Weapons ::

None =(

Character History and RP Sample

History:
Journal Entry!!
-------------------

Spoiler:

As of today, the snow has begun to fall. It’s so beautiful; sometimes I lose myself staring out the small window near the far right side of the room through the cracks in the boards covering up the window. Mother has me pull over the blackout curtains at five thirty in the morning, because she says if they are not pulled over, we might be seen... I can only enjoy seeing the celestial snowflakes fall against the light of the moon during the night, but that’s good enough; it truly is my only allure to stay up at night and sleep during the day. A day or so ago, Sir Karel called me an owl, the nerve. I finally asked him why he called me an owl; he didn't feel like answering so I let the small ordeal go. Around one in the afternoon, we had a special dinner. Sir Karel and Miss Alexandria were fortunate enough to bring home fresh bread and meat, and even some ingredients to make desserts. At around one in the morning, I woke up with stomach pains and cold sweat, arising from a rather disturbing nightmare. Ever since we began living here... no, ever since we began hiding here, I’ve been bothered by whispers in the dark, as well as occasional sights that wouldn’t erase from my mind. That aside, I figured it was around one in the morning so I pulled the blackout curtain back slowly to greet the white natural beauty that flitted outside, right past my fingertips, only smudgy glass and air standing in the way. At five thirty, I pushed the blackout curtains to hide the window, going back to sleep with no pain; it seemed like the snow was becoming my medicine.

RP Sample:

Alice
walked into her store, breathing slowly as she did. It was the first
day, that it was known of it's re-opening, Alice was scared, that one
was for sure. No lieing there in that matter, but still... She felt like
something bad was going to happen to day, she didn't know why she felt
this way... She just did... What was wrong with her? She didn't know
that for sure, she moved around the store, making sure everything was in
place as she sat behind the counter and on a chair, and she laid her
head down, it was a dead morning today, when she walked to the store, no
one was around, so she though it would be.... "Safe" at the lest....
But then again, she did relise where she lived, and that pretty much
gave her whole day away from her right there.

Alice
heard a loud noise, then the sound of glass breaking, her head shot up
as she saw a man, standing infront of her with a knife. He was much
taller then herself, and she was scared, she didn't know what was going
on untill he talked... "Give me your money, and a way to get out of here, and don't do anything funny, or I'll cut your throat, got it?" He
seemed to glare at Alice, and she trembled at the though of dieing so
soon, sure she would be with her mother... But, she didn't want to go...
Not yet atlest.. She nodded slowly, and grabbed all the money she had,
and slowly handed it over to the guy with the knife, she pulled her hand
away quickly when she heard another sound of someone coming into the
store...

Hopefully
this time, it was someone to save her sorry ass, and not someone who
also wanted money, or something else from her... She was so scared right
now, it wasn't even funny, she couldn't believe that out of all days,
these people had to pick today!! Why couldn't they wait untill
tomorrow?! She didn't know why, but she did know this was now, the worst
day of her whole life... Well, the seound worst day, the worst day was
losing her parents of course, but that was a given thing, something that
anyone who knew her, knew it to.... But then she heard another voice,
that seemed to be laughing...

"What do you think we should do with her?"
The voice said, it sounded like another male... Now, she was in the
back room, bounded and gagged. She was beaten pretty badly, and it hurt
to try to even move... "Well... I was thinking of you taking the back, and me taking the front... If you know what I mean."
Alice trembled at that, she knew what they were talking about, but she
didn't want it what so ever! Someone had to come and save her, oh god..
Please! She cried into her mind.... She heard the foot steps, coming
closer to where the one had put her...

"So this is her?"
She heard a laugh and the sound of an zipper being undone, and pants
hitting the floor, then the same sound once more, Alice trembled as
someone grabbed her tied up arms, and held her there, as another pair of
hands quickly worked at getting her pants off, and her shirt... She
felt the hotness of something breathing against her pussy, as she
trembled, she didn't want this, not one tiny bit... Oh god, someone
please save me! She though into her mind once more, she needed to get
out of here... And fast, or they were going to rape her! She tried to
scream when she felt the wetness of someones month on her, sucking on
her clit... Oh god... It feels so good... No! I can't! She though once
again, she tried to kick, and tried to scream, but couldn't, trying to
do it hurt way to much then anything....
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