Name: Shion Anshou
Age: 16
Birthdate: August 15th
Gender: Female
Rank: Genin

Village: Niwaugakure
Clan: Anshou
Element(s): Yin
Specialties: Genjutsu, Ninjutsu
Special Characteristics: 

Enchanced Hearing:

Yin Release:

Height: 5' 4''
Weight: 115 lbs
Hair Color: blue
Eye Color: hazel
General Description: She's a quirky girl; bright blues and strange tattoos, all the like. A too-large-for-her tracksuit-esque jacket covers her small frame, generally, the sleeves hanging a good six inches past her hands. This barely covers the top of a combat skirt, the flowing design going modestly down her thighs. Her hair is an almost unreal shade of blue, tied in pigtails on either side with cheap, black clips; neatly framing the fair skin of her face and soft hazel eyes. Bluegrid-like tattoos cover both cheeks, working symmetrically and meeting at the point just below each of her eyes. Black boots cover each foot, not one to be seen in something as lame and combat manageable as sandles. All in all, her gettup is out of the ordinary and she's not hard to find in a crowd. Added, as a rule, dark sunglasses cover her eyes from view when not alone or in the heat of battle.



Personality:
Shion is a bundle of cheer and friendliness, bouncing around and spreading positivity wherever she goes; mostly for her own sake, to keep herself upbeat. She's back at least on the surface to how she was ten years ago, as chaotic and excited as a pre-academy student all over again. She's not one to turn down an invitation of happiness, and tries her best to make and keep other people, as well. She has a tendency to take on missions involving mediocre and day-to-day tasks that she has so much fun doing, despite not being bad at things like combat in the least.

Despite all of this, Shi has a habit of being needy and codependent; she was so used to being the center of attention a large majority of her life that she simply doesn't want to stop now- only difference being she 'feeds' on the affection of other people to stay happy, herself. Once she gets attached to someone she'll follow them around, doing whatever she can to keep them on positive terms with her, short of actually using her kekkai genkai on them or making any serious friendships. She'd never do either of those things again, not after everything that happened.

All in all, she's a huge fake, putting on a smile and pushing herself past her limits to try her best not to break down once again; memories of pictures and words and moments constantly flashing through her mind and keeping her on edge. After a huge enough buildup she gets to the point that she lashes out at any negativity someone else directs her way, releasing all of her pent up anger and sadness and generally driving them off for good.

Even with all of this she manages to be a big bundle of panic and anxiety, especially when it comes to her abilities or to harm coming to anyone that pays attention to her and treats her like she's a normal girl again. She never felt she was cut out for the big shinobi lifestyle, but does what she must to climb even farther away from everything she's been through to this point. She's not above killing to protect anyone, mainly herself, and will revert to chaos if pushed to that being necessary.

She really does care for other people and isn't afraid to show it, just afraid to act on it.

Likes:
Sweets! God, Shion has the biggest sweet tooth in the world. She developed a habit of carrying around a bag of candies in her weapon pouch over the past year, tugging out gum or a lollipop or what have you when the need arises; which isn't that rare of an occurrence.

Attention! Obviously, it's what keeps her feeling like a normal human being. She wants to be loved, and will go to annoying measures to make sure she is. Her need to be in the spotlight to distract herself causes her to dress and act the way she does, jumping around and sticking out like a sore thumb.

Adventure! The only part about being a ninja she really enjoys, having the permission to go out to dangerous and exciting places. Travel missions are another type she takes at a moment's notice, happily dragging around anyone that wants to go with her and sometimes even begging for some company. She'll explore every nook and cranny to the best of her abilities, wanting nothing more than to uncover all of the many secrets the world holds.

Friendship! She's not allowed, declared by herself to herself, to get close enough to a person to harm them; but she lets herself make up relationships in her head and get attached to everyone that's nice to her, tugging them along until they get too attached, themselves, then stepping back and closing the door.

Electronics! There's not enough spotlight on them in the ninja world and she definitely does not appreciate that. She wants to make it more noticed; sure, enough technology could destroy the very existence of everything as she knows it- but isn't it all just so interesting?. She wants a television, damnit.

Music! Nothing's better at blanking out your mind than rhythms and beats. She also has a pretty good singing voice, herself.

Dislikes:
Boredom and alternatively being by herself, which also causes her to be bored out of her mind. Doesn't anyone know how to have a little fun? She refuses to be stuck sitting in one place for too long, pushing herself on missions and other outings until she's so worn out she falls asleep right then and there- likely at someone else's house, whoever her 'best friend' is that week.

Negativity. It drives her mad, quite literally. She has enough negative thoughts in her head, constantly, she doesn't need you adding to them and triggering her to death. She doesn't push herself to the extremes of positivity for nothing, keeping other people just the same way so she doesn't have to deal with loud, painful things like anger and sadness.

Bitter food. Sweets are one thing, lemons are another. It's one way to annoy her, arms frantically flailing through the air until the taste leaves his mouth and she's a panting mess. She just does not approve of the way it feels on her tongue.

Blood. No one can really blame her, right? She's seen enough to last her for forever, personally dealt with the aftermaths of the messes made. Due to this she stays far away from medical practices and doesn't use physical based movements in combat often; focusing on her genjutsu and trying to keep everything as clean as possible.

Motivations:
Running away from her past is her biggest, and main, motivation; and the catalyst behind pretty much everything she does and is. She'll do almost anything to make her family and the village of Niwaugakure as a whole forget everything she's done and been through. She constantly goes out of her way to keep it off her mind, rejecting even the tiniest mention and not saying much about anything that happened before a year ago. As far as she's concerned her ninja career only recently started, dont'cha know, and she's so excited about it!

Harnessing her Yin chakra nature is another thing driving the more ninja-esque parts of her forward, something so strange and unusual piquing enough of her ever-curious curiosity. Mentions of it will pull her in, and she's likely to stick around with anyone that knows about it; especially if they have it, themselves!

Making friends... maybe one day she'll be able to honest-to-goodness do so again, without fear of doing something so catastrophically wrong.

Fears:
Slipping up and making the same mistakes. She refuses to use her kekkai genkai on friendly targets for any reason, preferring not to spar with them at all; just in case. She also doesn't let herself get close enough to anyone for any made friendships to matter, messing around and doing things like missions and social outings with people she grows attached to- but backing away and secluding herself all over again if someone tries to get to know her, or start making promises.

She absolutely does not want anyone to remember or learn about her past, nor does she want anyone to hate her; that being enough driving force for her to continue with her happy-go-lucky charade.

She will not die. She refuses to die. She's survived through too much pain to this point to die now; what would that mean of her best friend and boyfriend who lay dead, now, because of her actions? She was going to live forever if she could help it, no matter the extremities she must go to to ensure this.
History:

Life was considered to be good for the young pre-academy student, recently entered and excelling in the social aspect of it all at the very least. People were jealous of her chakra nature while she complained about not being able to do anything cool, nothing the other students affinities for actual elements. She was a sweet girl, if a little conceited, calm and friendly and soon loved by her peers. Hell, even the teacher liked her, giving her lessons on her other skills after class and telling her that she'd do great things, one day, they knew it.

Her parents were quiet and secluded, the trait drawn from the clan she belonged to- Anshou, inheriting the power of obedience from their Sakebi routes and making a very terrible power indeed. They weren't allowed to publicly use it, as dictated by the laws, and were intentionally held away from key figures- the Kage and other foreign icons. Of course they didn't actively look out for the young, joyful child, not sure whether the kekkai genkai was going to develop in her or not. They'd take precautions if it started causing any problems, of course, and she'd be required to wear something like glasses to impede it.


No one noticed her red eyes, the irregular actions and words; the seclusion she forced on herself. The kid's death was an accident, of course Shion would have nothing to do with it. She was barely through the Academy, working on her basic ninjutsu skills- no one knew her power had developed, had been used many times to keep herself happy and comfortable. Had been used on the child that died with a shuriken through the throat, forced by the power of Moujuu. Kekkai Genkai techniques were generally rare, right, not something that presented itself to everyone in a lineage; not to mention the Anshou weren't even a genetic clan, just a branch off the main.

Her parents noticed. The higher ranking officials noticed. How could they not- they wouldn't be dumb enough to not pay attention to the young girl after such an incident. They wouldn't be dumb enough to not have people scouting for irregular usages of Genjutsu. She was given contacts, reprimanded, scolded, blamed. She didn't want any of this to happen. She was just scared. She had to act like nothing had happened, had to go on about her Academy days- even as her teacher was informed, a glare on their face and no more kind words thrown her way. She had to smile and bear it for the other students, for the parents watching disapprovingly from the shadows.


She didn't think. She was a newly graduated Genin, headband scattered on the floor with the rest of her clothes. She didn't think. He smiled at her, hair parting down the middle and sticking to his forehead in the summer hear- he looked like such an idiot. She didn't think. She never wore her contacts when not outside, and she was beginning to feel like it wasn't helping much to restrain her chakra much anymore. She was going to have to get glasses. She didn't think. She just wanted her childhood years back, wanted to feel like someone cared about her.

She didn't think, when she saw the writing on the wall, felt her breath leave her body as it heaved and groaned on the floor. Control was never this much of an issue for the majority of the Anshou clan, but Shion did it unconsciously- it happened when she wanted something so badly enough that the desperation leaked through her voice and made its way into the minds of others. It could likely be blamed on the Yin chakra overflowing inside of her, screwing around with her chakra.

She was given personal teachers, locked in personal confinement until she learned to control herself, goddamnit, you used to be so sweet, how could you be so cruel. It was a year later when she was allowed to resume training as a normal ninja, sunglasses fixed precariously over her eyes just in case, charges of manslaughter dropped and pushed into the realms of obscurity.


She could control it now, could keep her chakra under ropes; no one mentioned the incidents, not anymore, even when they weighed so heavily on her mind she felt like she was going to fall apart. Her parents had long split up, leaving her with her father and his deep-bellied sighs. Her father and her dog, Bi, before he too was taken by fate- before she tried so painfully to keep him with her, no matter the costs.

She could smile again, for the most part, swinging in the park around the great tree of life. She could enjoy herself again; though she didn't make friends, she didn't get close. Not again. She wanted to, so desperately, but she wasn't allowed to take the chance for the good of everyone. She was an abomination- she had heard that fight between her parents. The entire clan was an abomination. That didn't stop her from smiling, from singing, from fighting back the memories threatening to drag her under.

She spent a lot of her time thinking.


RP Sample: [aggressively points to all of Nene's posts] >, ,<

Faceclaim: Kagerou Project; Takane 'Ene' Enomoto

Completion bump, finished all the rest of this in one go. I apologize in advance for any glaring grammar mistakes and will gladly fix them when I'm awake enough to.

Approved!