Name: Itami, Junko (Will be requesting a Name change to Junko Itami once approved and finished with my profile.)
Age: 10
Physical Description:
A small girl who has sky blue eyes, pale pink/plum colored hair. Her body type would be thin, however, geared towards balance and understandable control over her center of gravity. Her facial features are quite plain but have gained a certain saddened look to them. Her face is usually seen in a blank stare. Her skin is creamy white due to little sunlight from living so long in the wild forests. Her body has been tempered by life in the wilds so she may be thin but her muscles are more pronounced then the normal female her age. Her face has a small scar on her right cheek that seems to grow in darkness and size as she ages (slight RPflavor on the last one, nothing special).
Mental Description:
Eat or be eaten, her life while in the wilds has given her a survival mentality. She isn't picky about what she eats, be it cooked or raw, human or animal. She has trouble understanding normal human concepts, be it emotional, actions, or material. She is a very distrusting of most people being due to having to fight to survive as a small child. She is also known to be unstable when put under pressure, lashing out like a wild beast when picked on, hurt, or made to do something she doesn't like. She has a tendency to latch onto others that show acts of kindness, showing complete loyalty should they continue to do such.
(Please note that any sneaking she does while hunting is not ninja like, only basic hunting instincts, hence why people notice her, but believe she is just some small animal.)
History:
While she was young she was riped from the cold dead hands of her mother in the middle of a raid on her small village that was starting inside the petrified redwood forests that reside inside the borders of Stone. Her life was a hard one starting off at the age of four she was used mostly as a slave by the bandits. Go fetch this, go move that bucket of water. She learned slowly to hate other humans, bit by bit, then they were wiped out by the rising ninja forces in Stone. She however was not found and brought back to the village. She hid herself inside the many caches of explosives that the bandits would use when the struggles began. After many hours of waiting, she left the cache and wandered in the small camp. You see, they fed her very little so her hunger grew quite quickly due to the stress of being left all alone. She saw the bodies of the few remaining bandits and saw what most would not see. A buffet. She fed upon their bodies to survive for sometime till she ran out of bodies to eat to survive.
That is when she wandered the forests, a wild human, fighting for every scrap of food she could get her tiny hands on. At the age of five she had grown strong enough to kill small animals with her bare hands. She had learned that silence, that quickness and fast reactions is what allowed her to gather food, to kill without mercy because she had to survive. This slowly changed the tiny child that was dependent on others to survive into a harsh wild creature. She lived day to day, place to place looking for her next meal, her next spot to rest. She however kept one thing in her head that allowed her to live on even in the harsh unforgiving nature, the natural feeling of hope that she would one day find her parents again. Each time she came upon a human settlement however, her fear that the bandits had instilled in her kept her from approaching it, and in fact made her head in another direction.
Around the age of five and a half she began to learn from watching the animals around her. She fought several small cat creature and many deadly creatures with fangs. Most she had only driven off with lucky strikes, but the several encounters had led her to start using crudely created weapons. Small stone knifes being her usual self defense weapon and hunting weapon of choice. She continued living in the wilds, learning how to remain unseen to creatures with sensitive hearing or smell by remaining still and slowly breathing or masking her own scent. Her efforts paid off but where very crude in application and many times it led to the animal getting away before she could kill it. This however also helped to keep her unseen or heard by people who traveled, be they ninja or civilians, most just riding off the smell and small sounds as an animal.
At the age of six she had a fateful encounter with someone who would change her life. She had grown more bold with each passing month and began to draw ever closer to human villages and common hunting grounds. However, she still feared other humans enough to stay hidden when others drew close to where she was. Little sightings of a light haired small child became a common thing in certain areas. Little rumors started spreading that the child was a ghost or magical creature. One day, she was hunting down a small animal and came to a small clearing. She stepped out into it and found a bigger catch then the small animal. There were several human corpses littering the small clearing. She looked them over, most seemed to have been beheaded, two was burned and it seemed that they were still smoldering.
She took a step then stopped, her natural instincts where telling her that she was being watched. She looked around for a few minutes, being sure to look at all the trees and bushes. After that she shrugged off the feeling and walked past the burned bodies, she had no interest in charred remains, she liked raw food. She stopped next to one of the bodies and used her small stone knife and a lot of wedging to open the chest of the human's dead body. She had grown to like eating more then the muscles of a creature. She reached in and, using the stone knife to cut, pulled out the heart of the human and began to devour it. She liked the dense feeling that it had as well as the large iron taste that all the blood gave it. She then pulled out the liver and devoured that. She continued to do this with the other bodies before beginning to devour an arm of one of the bodies. It was then that she noticed that a man had appeared nearby in the clearing. She quickly threw down the arm and pulled out her knife as she slowly backed away towards the clearing edge. She was trying to put up a threatening appearance and was failing...hard. Her body was shaking from fear, she still feared actual contact with humans still.
She watched him with a blank look on her face as he then knelt down, pulling out some raw meat rations. He spoke to her in a language that she had never understood, she knew only a few words and even then it wasn't in the language he spoke. He said "Need not to worry." It wasn't what he said that made her draw close, but the fact that he wasn't showing any signs of aggression. His voice sounded like it wasn't angry or harsh. In fact it had a soft sound to it, with a hint of interest. She slowly walked over to him and grabbed the meat from his hand slowly. She began to eat it raw while staring at him, lowering her knife. She liked the taste of this meat he gave her, it had a slightly salty taste while still tasting somewhat like the iron in blood. She watched as he placed a hand on her shoulder, she then suddenly felt a feeling she had never felt before, or at least that she could remember. Safety. That she didn't need to worry about being hurt. That she wasn't going to need to kill to survive.
She cried. For the first time since she was born, she cried. She reached up and hugged the man, this stranger she never knew. She buried her face into his shirt and began to cry her eyes out. In the wild she couldn't cry, she had to give up all those feelings to survive. Now that he brought this feeling to her once more, all the pain from those years was let loose in one fell swoop. He simply picked her up at this point and carried her off to the village he haled from, Iwagakure. He spent time with her when he could, teaching her his language. Teaching her how to understand others and not to have such a fear of other humans. She learned quickly....but in practice she was slow and had a hard time actually voicing her thoughts properly. Many times she resorted to her wild methods to get across her feelings. Many a time she tried to bite the man she later learned the name of to be called "Souji".
By the age of eight she learned most of the common language that was used in the world, however she still had trouble with remembering the meanings of words. She would often say things that were supposed to be embarrassing, but was completely oblivious to the meaning of her words. After a time, Souji had taught her to call him 'Guardian'. At the time she didn't know what it meant, but if thats what he wanted her to call him, then she did so. After all, at the time she thought it meant 'The one who showed me kindness.' Around the age of nine she started to feel the surge of her wild side again. At times forgetting the common curtsies that Souji taught her. Quickly devouring food like it was just air. Growling at others who got near her that she didn't know. It was a very mixed up time, it was a constant struggle between the instincts she gained and the new way of life she was taught.
During that moment of her life, she spent most of her time inside her own room that he set up for her, avoiding other people. The only one she actually trusted was Souji. She rarely left the house except late at night when most were asleep to wander the city rooftops. As time progressed she became more and more used to the city, adapting like she learned in the wilds. Slowly but surely her own speech came up to par to match most ten year olds, but sadly due to the lack of teaching in the early years of her life, she still has trouble conveying what she feels or thinks into words. However, she had her whole life ahead of her. She was ten and had plenty of time, her being shown a new way in life was just the beginning...
Age: 10
Physical Description:
A small girl who has sky blue eyes, pale pink/plum colored hair. Her body type would be thin, however, geared towards balance and understandable control over her center of gravity. Her facial features are quite plain but have gained a certain saddened look to them. Her face is usually seen in a blank stare. Her skin is creamy white due to little sunlight from living so long in the wild forests. Her body has been tempered by life in the wilds so she may be thin but her muscles are more pronounced then the normal female her age. Her face has a small scar on her right cheek that seems to grow in darkness and size as she ages (slight RPflavor on the last one, nothing special).
Mental Description:
Eat or be eaten, her life while in the wilds has given her a survival mentality. She isn't picky about what she eats, be it cooked or raw, human or animal. She has trouble understanding normal human concepts, be it emotional, actions, or material. She is a very distrusting of most people being due to having to fight to survive as a small child. She is also known to be unstable when put under pressure, lashing out like a wild beast when picked on, hurt, or made to do something she doesn't like. She has a tendency to latch onto others that show acts of kindness, showing complete loyalty should they continue to do such.
(Please note that any sneaking she does while hunting is not ninja like, only basic hunting instincts, hence why people notice her, but believe she is just some small animal.)
History:
While she was young she was riped from the cold dead hands of her mother in the middle of a raid on her small village that was starting inside the petrified redwood forests that reside inside the borders of Stone. Her life was a hard one starting off at the age of four she was used mostly as a slave by the bandits. Go fetch this, go move that bucket of water. She learned slowly to hate other humans, bit by bit, then they were wiped out by the rising ninja forces in Stone. She however was not found and brought back to the village. She hid herself inside the many caches of explosives that the bandits would use when the struggles began. After many hours of waiting, she left the cache and wandered in the small camp. You see, they fed her very little so her hunger grew quite quickly due to the stress of being left all alone. She saw the bodies of the few remaining bandits and saw what most would not see. A buffet. She fed upon their bodies to survive for sometime till she ran out of bodies to eat to survive.
That is when she wandered the forests, a wild human, fighting for every scrap of food she could get her tiny hands on. At the age of five she had grown strong enough to kill small animals with her bare hands. She had learned that silence, that quickness and fast reactions is what allowed her to gather food, to kill without mercy because she had to survive. This slowly changed the tiny child that was dependent on others to survive into a harsh wild creature. She lived day to day, place to place looking for her next meal, her next spot to rest. She however kept one thing in her head that allowed her to live on even in the harsh unforgiving nature, the natural feeling of hope that she would one day find her parents again. Each time she came upon a human settlement however, her fear that the bandits had instilled in her kept her from approaching it, and in fact made her head in another direction.
Around the age of five and a half she began to learn from watching the animals around her. She fought several small cat creature and many deadly creatures with fangs. Most she had only driven off with lucky strikes, but the several encounters had led her to start using crudely created weapons. Small stone knifes being her usual self defense weapon and hunting weapon of choice. She continued living in the wilds, learning how to remain unseen to creatures with sensitive hearing or smell by remaining still and slowly breathing or masking her own scent. Her efforts paid off but where very crude in application and many times it led to the animal getting away before she could kill it. This however also helped to keep her unseen or heard by people who traveled, be they ninja or civilians, most just riding off the smell and small sounds as an animal.
At the age of six she had a fateful encounter with someone who would change her life. She had grown more bold with each passing month and began to draw ever closer to human villages and common hunting grounds. However, she still feared other humans enough to stay hidden when others drew close to where she was. Little sightings of a light haired small child became a common thing in certain areas. Little rumors started spreading that the child was a ghost or magical creature. One day, she was hunting down a small animal and came to a small clearing. She stepped out into it and found a bigger catch then the small animal. There were several human corpses littering the small clearing. She looked them over, most seemed to have been beheaded, two was burned and it seemed that they were still smoldering.
She took a step then stopped, her natural instincts where telling her that she was being watched. She looked around for a few minutes, being sure to look at all the trees and bushes. After that she shrugged off the feeling and walked past the burned bodies, she had no interest in charred remains, she liked raw food. She stopped next to one of the bodies and used her small stone knife and a lot of wedging to open the chest of the human's dead body. She had grown to like eating more then the muscles of a creature. She reached in and, using the stone knife to cut, pulled out the heart of the human and began to devour it. She liked the dense feeling that it had as well as the large iron taste that all the blood gave it. She then pulled out the liver and devoured that. She continued to do this with the other bodies before beginning to devour an arm of one of the bodies. It was then that she noticed that a man had appeared nearby in the clearing. She quickly threw down the arm and pulled out her knife as she slowly backed away towards the clearing edge. She was trying to put up a threatening appearance and was failing...hard. Her body was shaking from fear, she still feared actual contact with humans still.
She watched him with a blank look on her face as he then knelt down, pulling out some raw meat rations. He spoke to her in a language that she had never understood, she knew only a few words and even then it wasn't in the language he spoke. He said "Need not to worry." It wasn't what he said that made her draw close, but the fact that he wasn't showing any signs of aggression. His voice sounded like it wasn't angry or harsh. In fact it had a soft sound to it, with a hint of interest. She slowly walked over to him and grabbed the meat from his hand slowly. She began to eat it raw while staring at him, lowering her knife. She liked the taste of this meat he gave her, it had a slightly salty taste while still tasting somewhat like the iron in blood. She watched as he placed a hand on her shoulder, she then suddenly felt a feeling she had never felt before, or at least that she could remember. Safety. That she didn't need to worry about being hurt. That she wasn't going to need to kill to survive.
She cried. For the first time since she was born, she cried. She reached up and hugged the man, this stranger she never knew. She buried her face into his shirt and began to cry her eyes out. In the wild she couldn't cry, she had to give up all those feelings to survive. Now that he brought this feeling to her once more, all the pain from those years was let loose in one fell swoop. He simply picked her up at this point and carried her off to the village he haled from, Iwagakure. He spent time with her when he could, teaching her his language. Teaching her how to understand others and not to have such a fear of other humans. She learned quickly....but in practice she was slow and had a hard time actually voicing her thoughts properly. Many times she resorted to her wild methods to get across her feelings. Many a time she tried to bite the man she later learned the name of to be called "Souji".
By the age of eight she learned most of the common language that was used in the world, however she still had trouble with remembering the meanings of words. She would often say things that were supposed to be embarrassing, but was completely oblivious to the meaning of her words. After a time, Souji had taught her to call him 'Guardian'. At the time she didn't know what it meant, but if thats what he wanted her to call him, then she did so. After all, at the time she thought it meant 'The one who showed me kindness.' Around the age of nine she started to feel the surge of her wild side again. At times forgetting the common curtsies that Souji taught her. Quickly devouring food like it was just air. Growling at others who got near her that she didn't know. It was a very mixed up time, it was a constant struggle between the instincts she gained and the new way of life she was taught.
During that moment of her life, she spent most of her time inside her own room that he set up for her, avoiding other people. The only one she actually trusted was Souji. She rarely left the house except late at night when most were asleep to wander the city rooftops. As time progressed she became more and more used to the city, adapting like she learned in the wilds. Slowly but surely her own speech came up to par to match most ten year olds, but sadly due to the lack of teaching in the early years of her life, she still has trouble conveying what she feels or thinks into words. However, she had her whole life ahead of her. She was ten and had plenty of time, her being shown a new way in life was just the beginning...
