Name: Ayano Kaiya
Age: 10
Blood Type: 0-
Gender: Female
General Description: Kaiya is a normal girl for the most part, with no outstanding features that would really separate her in a crowd. Although she does have green hair, yes I said it green hair. No one else in her family has it, and it's something she is quite self conscious about it as kids often make fun of her for it. She isn't very tall for her age but the way that she carries herself adds a few inches. Her mom likes to decorate her head with a big red bow, in honor of the two colors creating a Christmas-like atmosphere (which just so happens to be her favorite holiday). While it may bother Kaiya she isn't the kind of person to openly complain about something so trivial and instead just keeps her mouth closed and deals with it. She tends to be overly sarcastic always turning something into a joke, perhaps to cover up the fact that she feels down about her hair. She is strong, and resourceful but usually hops into things on a whim and gut instinct.
History: So I guess when you tell a story your supposed to start from the beginning well being 10 I guess there isn't much to tell. I was born in Konoha the daughter of 2 well known apple cart sales people "Ayano's Awesomely Sweet Apples". Classy, I know but it makes them happy so I don't argue with them. Besides the name really does it justice they are Sweet and Awesome apples but back to the most awesome thing....me. Anyways I was raised up in a world like every other kid, full of shinobi and war. Fighting and death, blood it's all so tragic but so frequent I guess it's pretty normal. So for those of you who think I'm sick for being able to say all that with even a hint of sarcasm well, reality check you've probably killed someone. Not that I have, but I feel like eventually in this world your gonna have to and that's just the "Sweet" truth your gonna have to swallow. (See what I did there with the Sweet? 'Cuz our business is named Awesomely "Sweet" Apples?) if you didn't well you might wanna just kill someone now to get something else on your mind besides the fact that you fail at life. My parents raised me to never get to caught up in the whole shinobi aspect of life, and even offered to buy me my own cart so that I could sell apples too....Is it to late to pick a number to kill someone? I hated the idea that my life might just end with me selling GrannySmith apples, as well....Granny Smith. There had to be something more to it than that right? I mean even at 10 years old I realize that, that's no life for a girl with all of her dreams still ahead of her. And that's what brings me to the shinobi life, the life my parents ABSOLUTELY did not want me worrying about. It seemed like a great idea, I mean a life of adventure, action, hot creepy dark handsome guys? Hell yeah....I would signed up 10 years ago as a fetus for this if my body knew what signing, or moving or paper was. I'm not dumb I realize it's a dangerous life but, if I've learned everything from selling apples it's that they are like people, they aren't always sweet and awesome. Some of them are downright dirty. But in the end they are all apples and each deserve a chance to be tasted...well not so much tasted. (This all sounded so much better in my head.) The point is I'm willing to take a big bite out of this ninja life to see if it's a cart I'm willing to wheel around for the rest of my life.....(No matter how I say it, it still sounds bad...)
Age: 10
Blood Type: 0-
Gender: Female
General Description: Kaiya is a normal girl for the most part, with no outstanding features that would really separate her in a crowd. Although she does have green hair, yes I said it green hair. No one else in her family has it, and it's something she is quite self conscious about it as kids often make fun of her for it. She isn't very tall for her age but the way that she carries herself adds a few inches. Her mom likes to decorate her head with a big red bow, in honor of the two colors creating a Christmas-like atmosphere (which just so happens to be her favorite holiday). While it may bother Kaiya she isn't the kind of person to openly complain about something so trivial and instead just keeps her mouth closed and deals with it. She tends to be overly sarcastic always turning something into a joke, perhaps to cover up the fact that she feels down about her hair. She is strong, and resourceful but usually hops into things on a whim and gut instinct.
History: So I guess when you tell a story your supposed to start from the beginning well being 10 I guess there isn't much to tell. I was born in Konoha the daughter of 2 well known apple cart sales people "Ayano's Awesomely Sweet Apples". Classy, I know but it makes them happy so I don't argue with them. Besides the name really does it justice they are Sweet and Awesome apples but back to the most awesome thing....me. Anyways I was raised up in a world like every other kid, full of shinobi and war. Fighting and death, blood it's all so tragic but so frequent I guess it's pretty normal. So for those of you who think I'm sick for being able to say all that with even a hint of sarcasm well, reality check you've probably killed someone. Not that I have, but I feel like eventually in this world your gonna have to and that's just the "Sweet" truth your gonna have to swallow. (See what I did there with the Sweet? 'Cuz our business is named Awesomely "Sweet" Apples?) if you didn't well you might wanna just kill someone now to get something else on your mind besides the fact that you fail at life. My parents raised me to never get to caught up in the whole shinobi aspect of life, and even offered to buy me my own cart so that I could sell apples too....Is it to late to pick a number to kill someone? I hated the idea that my life might just end with me selling GrannySmith apples, as well....Granny Smith. There had to be something more to it than that right? I mean even at 10 years old I realize that, that's no life for a girl with all of her dreams still ahead of her. And that's what brings me to the shinobi life, the life my parents ABSOLUTELY did not want me worrying about. It seemed like a great idea, I mean a life of adventure, action, hot creepy dark handsome guys? Hell yeah....I would signed up 10 years ago as a fetus for this if my body knew what signing, or moving or paper was. I'm not dumb I realize it's a dangerous life but, if I've learned everything from selling apples it's that they are like people, they aren't always sweet and awesome. Some of them are downright dirty. But in the end they are all apples and each deserve a chance to be tasted...well not so much tasted. (This all sounded so much better in my head.) The point is I'm willing to take a big bite out of this ninja life to see if it's a cart I'm willing to wheel around for the rest of my life.....(No matter how I say it, it still sounds bad...)
