Name: Shion (Shi) Yoshino
Meaning: From Japanese 紫苑 (shion) meaning "aster". It can also come from 詩 (shi) meaning "poem" and 音 (on) meaning "sound". Other kanji combinations can form this name as well.
Age: 10
Sex: Male
Core ability: Demonic Ancestry
Physical:
Standing tall at 1.35meters and a slender weight of 30 kilos. Before he was cursed by the artifact he had grey-colored eyes, blonde cheeky hairs, and a lot of lively expressions. But as he got cursed his eyes turned a little more grey and his hairs turned towards this off-white color.
On his cheeks, he has 2 markings, a circle that goes towards his mouth, and on his tongue, he holds another odd marking. On his body, you find one more of these, between his shoulder blades to be exact. Due to his curse, he cannot speed the regular shinobi tongue anymore without over-exerting his body. He tries to cover this up as it scares off people, so you will find him often around with either wearing something over those marks or bandaids on them.
He speaks, for him, in a regular speech would be his demonic speeches. When he is speaking he is afraid of hurting others with his demonic speech, so in return, he learned that a few safewords are actually working. Once you get to know the kid, you will learn that he has a few of them. Yet overexerting himself in this results in him spitting up blood because he overworked his throat.
Mental:
He used to be a very cheerful little guy, always trying his best to help around the place. And being the best big brother once his little sister was born. He was protective of them. Yet after the accident, he started to change, the cheery loud little guy wasn’t around anymore. Because when he spoke, no one could understand him anymore and it seemed to hurt other people. Even those who he used to be calling friends ran away. This caused him to turn silent and try to adjust most things to basic words.
For his age, he is a smart person. For other people, he tends to come over rather intimidating and scary. Yet those who do get closer to him, get to know him better, learn that he is actually caring and somewhat defensive of what he holds dear to him.
Shion is a curious little guy yet often has bad luck looming over him. He is confident and brave which makes him look rather calm in most situations.
History:
Shion was born and raised in the more poor neighborhoods of Konoha, where the motto was often fighting for your own survival. Yet this little family did that a little different. Once Shion was born the mother started to work at home, making bread and all kinds of things to get, hopefully, employed in the bakery. The father remained working inside the shinobi forces. It was a sunny day that the family had gotten to hear that their father and husband had passed away in the war. They were devastated by this news and the mother couldn’t work that day.
Shion had been trying his best for the family, already getting the idea of what ‘death’ meant. You wouldn’t come back home. Yet that was the only connection he had made at the age of 5 with a little sister of 3. The finances were getting shorter and their mother tried everything, taking double jobs often leaving Shion in the care of his little sister.
2 years later the family wasn’t doing so well. The mother was only home to sleep, eat breakfast, and then she was gone. His little sister turned 5 the other day and Shion tried to give her a good birthday party, inviting his friends on the street to celebrate it and they all got tiny treats and meals to celebrate. It was later that night that the mother came home and she was panting. She had been running and was carrying a vase. “Mommy..?” Shion tugged on her shirt and she pushed Shion away. “Shion! This is going to make us rich again, we don’t have to live in poverty..!” “Mom…?” The voice of the mother already raised flags by the little boy as he went to his sister. ‘Mom is mad…’ He thought simply and made sure his sister was safely sleeping in the other room. Her belly was full and she was happy for this whole day and Shion hoped that lasted till tomorrow.
Once he came back to the room… there were masked individuals standing in their little broken down living room. “M-mom?” “Shion… I’m going to make us have a better life…” She said and threw the vase down on the ground. A black like smoke escaped and filled the room the mother laughed maniacally as she inhaled the stuff she started to go berserk. One of the masked persons brought the child to the other room with their little sister and guarded the place. Unknowing to Shion this was an ANBU person, yet one in training.
You could hear the living room getting shattered and the loud noises made his little sister wake up too. “Please don’t be scared…” Shion tried to say to his little sister but she already had started to cry. Shion quickly huddled over and started to hug her and rock her a little. “Shhh…. It’s okay, everything is okay…” The masked person kept silent this whole time, yet quickly moved to the kids and carried them as the wall was being torn apart by an attack. “I’ll keep these two safes!” She said and 1 person had fallen to the woman who stood there bleeding with so many wounds but she didn’t seem to stop. “Mom!” Shion called out and ran towards her mother. “I CURSE YOU ALL!” She called out and right at that moment, Shion ruffled out of the ANBU in training grip and ran to his mother. None of the ANBU persons saw this coming and Shion ran in front of the next attack while Shion screamed her name.
In the news it had been described as a gas explosion that went off, killing an adult woman. The children of the woman weren’t in the house and thus survived. Yet what really had happened, was that only the AIT with the small child had actually gotten away. There were 4 bodies in total, but only adults. Shion’s was missing. He had been hiding in alleys and no one seemed to recognize him anymore. His hairs that used to be dark blond were turned into an off-white color. His grey-blue eyes now seemed purple with a shade of grey. The worst thing to all… There were marks on his cheeks, tongue, and between his shoulder blades. The exact marking that had been on the face before.
Weeks went by and the child didn’t revert back to normal, some people had given up looking for him too and he was now a free child who lost his sister and his mother… and for some reason, no one understood him anymore. One time he tried to walk to a fruit vendor and got close, leaned on the boxes as he tried to reach above them. “אתה יכול לעזור לי“ The man looked in disgust and got rather scared, he shouted the kid away and fell over later. Seemed he had fainted. The kid ran away scared and hid away. He always got these stares on the marks of his cheeks.
With the age of 10 and roaming the streets almost like a pro, hiding his cheeks and all by wrapping a bandage around his jaw and neck, having band-aids on his marks, and in all times he remained silent. He had found two words he could say. This by simply trying and one time ending up in the hospital for coughing up blood. The medical shinobi made his file classified as they learned the truth later on. He had been with them testing out stuff and all for a bit of food so he didn’t have to steal as much and often, but by trying to get him in an orphanage went horrifying for both parties. Shion always ran away from that and so lived on the streets. It was on the suggestion of a Medical shinobi to the main branch, that the main branch scouted the child to get to the academy as he seemed to have a knack for jutsu.
Notes:
Meaning: From Japanese 紫苑 (shion) meaning "aster". It can also come from 詩 (shi) meaning "poem" and 音 (on) meaning "sound". Other kanji combinations can form this name as well.
Age: 10
Sex: Male
Core ability: Demonic Ancestry
Physical:
Standing tall at 1.35meters and a slender weight of 30 kilos. Before he was cursed by the artifact he had grey-colored eyes, blonde cheeky hairs, and a lot of lively expressions. But as he got cursed his eyes turned a little more grey and his hairs turned towards this off-white color.
On his cheeks, he has 2 markings, a circle that goes towards his mouth, and on his tongue, he holds another odd marking. On his body, you find one more of these, between his shoulder blades to be exact. Due to his curse, he cannot speed the regular shinobi tongue anymore without over-exerting his body. He tries to cover this up as it scares off people, so you will find him often around with either wearing something over those marks or bandaids on them.
He speaks, for him, in a regular speech would be his demonic speeches. When he is speaking he is afraid of hurting others with his demonic speech, so in return, he learned that a few safewords are actually working. Once you get to know the kid, you will learn that he has a few of them. Yet overexerting himself in this results in him spitting up blood because he overworked his throat.
Mental:
He used to be a very cheerful little guy, always trying his best to help around the place. And being the best big brother once his little sister was born. He was protective of them. Yet after the accident, he started to change, the cheery loud little guy wasn’t around anymore. Because when he spoke, no one could understand him anymore and it seemed to hurt other people. Even those who he used to be calling friends ran away. This caused him to turn silent and try to adjust most things to basic words.
For his age, he is a smart person. For other people, he tends to come over rather intimidating and scary. Yet those who do get closer to him, get to know him better, learn that he is actually caring and somewhat defensive of what he holds dear to him.
Shion is a curious little guy yet often has bad luck looming over him. He is confident and brave which makes him look rather calm in most situations.
History:
Shion was born and raised in the more poor neighborhoods of Konoha, where the motto was often fighting for your own survival. Yet this little family did that a little different. Once Shion was born the mother started to work at home, making bread and all kinds of things to get, hopefully, employed in the bakery. The father remained working inside the shinobi forces. It was a sunny day that the family had gotten to hear that their father and husband had passed away in the war. They were devastated by this news and the mother couldn’t work that day.
Shion had been trying his best for the family, already getting the idea of what ‘death’ meant. You wouldn’t come back home. Yet that was the only connection he had made at the age of 5 with a little sister of 3. The finances were getting shorter and their mother tried everything, taking double jobs often leaving Shion in the care of his little sister.
2 years later the family wasn’t doing so well. The mother was only home to sleep, eat breakfast, and then she was gone. His little sister turned 5 the other day and Shion tried to give her a good birthday party, inviting his friends on the street to celebrate it and they all got tiny treats and meals to celebrate. It was later that night that the mother came home and she was panting. She had been running and was carrying a vase. “Mommy..?” Shion tugged on her shirt and she pushed Shion away. “Shion! This is going to make us rich again, we don’t have to live in poverty..!” “Mom…?” The voice of the mother already raised flags by the little boy as he went to his sister. ‘Mom is mad…’ He thought simply and made sure his sister was safely sleeping in the other room. Her belly was full and she was happy for this whole day and Shion hoped that lasted till tomorrow.
Once he came back to the room… there were masked individuals standing in their little broken down living room. “M-mom?” “Shion… I’m going to make us have a better life…” She said and threw the vase down on the ground. A black like smoke escaped and filled the room the mother laughed maniacally as she inhaled the stuff she started to go berserk. One of the masked persons brought the child to the other room with their little sister and guarded the place. Unknowing to Shion this was an ANBU person, yet one in training.
You could hear the living room getting shattered and the loud noises made his little sister wake up too. “Please don’t be scared…” Shion tried to say to his little sister but she already had started to cry. Shion quickly huddled over and started to hug her and rock her a little. “Shhh…. It’s okay, everything is okay…” The masked person kept silent this whole time, yet quickly moved to the kids and carried them as the wall was being torn apart by an attack. “I’ll keep these two safes!” She said and 1 person had fallen to the woman who stood there bleeding with so many wounds but she didn’t seem to stop. “Mom!” Shion called out and ran towards her mother. “I CURSE YOU ALL!” She called out and right at that moment, Shion ruffled out of the ANBU in training grip and ran to his mother. None of the ANBU persons saw this coming and Shion ran in front of the next attack while Shion screamed her name.
In the news it had been described as a gas explosion that went off, killing an adult woman. The children of the woman weren’t in the house and thus survived. Yet what really had happened, was that only the AIT with the small child had actually gotten away. There were 4 bodies in total, but only adults. Shion’s was missing. He had been hiding in alleys and no one seemed to recognize him anymore. His hairs that used to be dark blond were turned into an off-white color. His grey-blue eyes now seemed purple with a shade of grey. The worst thing to all… There were marks on his cheeks, tongue, and between his shoulder blades. The exact marking that had been on the face before.
Weeks went by and the child didn’t revert back to normal, some people had given up looking for him too and he was now a free child who lost his sister and his mother… and for some reason, no one understood him anymore. One time he tried to walk to a fruit vendor and got close, leaned on the boxes as he tried to reach above them. “אתה יכול לעזור לי“ The man looked in disgust and got rather scared, he shouted the kid away and fell over later. Seemed he had fainted. The kid ran away scared and hid away. He always got these stares on the marks of his cheeks.
With the age of 10 and roaming the streets almost like a pro, hiding his cheeks and all by wrapping a bandage around his jaw and neck, having band-aids on his marks, and in all times he remained silent. He had found two words he could say. This by simply trying and one time ending up in the hospital for coughing up blood. The medical shinobi made his file classified as they learned the truth later on. He had been with them testing out stuff and all for a bit of food so he didn’t have to steal as much and often, but by trying to get him in an orphanage went horrifying for both parties. Shion always ran away from that and so lived on the streets. It was on the suggestion of a Medical shinobi to the main branch, that the main branch scouted the child to get to the academy as he seemed to have a knack for jutsu.
“אתה יכול לעזור לי = Could you help me
Notes:
- The demonic language will always be translated: English -> Hebreeuws through google translate on the bottom inside a spoiler. Please keep in mind, only those who are related to a Demonic Ancestry or a chimera with DA would be able to regularly understand him.
- He can speak ‘regular’ English, however in safewords which will be posted here. Only people close to him might start to understand those meanings.
- I will be keeping a list of safe-words that he will always use.
