Name: Tsuchimikado, Shizue
Age[/b]: 23
Physical Description[/b]:
Mental Description[/b]:
Shizue dreams of mastering medical ninjutsu and supporting her allies to such an extent that her name becomes legend, spoken with the same reverence as the sages of old. She envisions a future where warriors, scholars, and even rival nations recognize her as an unparalleled healer, a figure whose skills can defy death itself. More than just fame, she desires to push the boundaries of what is possible with healing techniques—perhaps even unlocking lost arts or pioneering new methods that could change the world. However, this ambition is not driven by vanity but by a deep-seated need to leave a lasting impact, to ensure that her efforts will never be erased by time.
Obscurity haunts Shizue more than death. The thought of living a life where she is nothing more than a footnote—or worse, forgotten entirely—fills her with dread. She fears irrelevance, of being just another nameless medic who passes through history unnoticed. This fear fuels her work, making her relentlessly push herself beyond her limits. It also makes her sensitive to being overlooked or dismissed, as every failure or lack of recognition chips away at her confidence. There is also an unspoken fear that, despite her best efforts, she may never be enough—that no matter how much she achieves, she will still fade into obscurity like so many before her.
In battle, Shizue operates as a back-line healer, preferring to stay at a safe distance where she can mend wounds and provide support without drawing too much attention to herself. She thrives when she can work methodically, reinforcing allies and stabilizing injuries. However, the moment someone locks onto her—especially if they exude killing intent—panic sets in. Her fight-or-flight response leans heavily toward flight, and she will prioritize escape over confrontation, even if it means temporarily abandoning her post. While she is not entirely helpless, direct combat is a last resort, and she will go to great lengths to avoid being in a one-on-one engagement. If truly cornered, her focus shifts to disabling her opponent long enough to flee rather than trying to overpower them. She has a strong aversion to needless bloodshed, which makes dealing with particularly aggressive or sadistic opponents all the more difficult for her.
History[/b]:
Born into wealth, Shizue was the only child of Tsuchimikado Haruto, a prominent banker in Cloud Country. Their village, perched high in the mountains and just outside the reaches of Kumogakure, was a hub for merchants, financiers, and samurai dignitaries. Unlike many shinobi children who grew up training in harsh conditions, Shizue's early years were spent surrounded by luxury—gilded halls, private tutors, and delicate silk dresses. Her father believed that money, not strength, dictated power.
Yet, her upbringing was not without its hardships. The world of finance and nobility was cutthroat, filled with deceit and manipulation. Shizue learned early that words could be sharper than kunai, and that behind every polite smile lay calculations. Though she lacked for nothing, she often felt disconnected from the children in her village. They feared her family's power, saw her as the "banker’s daughter," rather than as a peer.
Her mother, Tsuchimikado Aya, had once been a skilled medical-nin, but she had retired from active duty to marry into wealth. Though Aya had traded battlefield wounds for velvet-lined halls, she never forgot her shinobi roots. She ensured that Shizue had some exposure to chakra control and medical ninjutsu, though Haruto disapproved. "She has no need for a life of war," he would scoff. "She will inherit wealth, not bloodstained rags."
Yet, something about her mother’s old scrolls—worn and filled with complex diagrams of the human body—fascinated Shizue. She longed to understand the mysteries of healing, the idea that life and death could be altered with a touch.
Shizue’s acceptance into Kumogakure’s Ninja Academy was not a decision her father supported. He had plans for her to study economics under the brightest minds, but Shizue, enamored by her mother’s legacy, insisted. Eventually, Haruto relented but only after securing special accommodations—Shizue would not be housed with the other students but instead travel between the Academy and her village daily.
This separation immediately set her apart from her peers. Many of the students, born into shinobi families, resented her wealth. She was the "spoiled rich girl," a label that clung to her no matter how hard she worked. It did not help that, despite excelling in theoretical knowledge, her combat skills were painfully lacking. Her taijutsu was subpar, and she had an aversion to direct confrontation. She found solace in the medical-nin curriculum, her fine chakra control allowing her to master basic healing techniques faster than her peers.
Yet, even in healing, she struggled. Her classmates saw medical ninjutsu as secondary, a support role that was never the true focus of a great shinobi. "You're just a medic," they would say. "You’ll always need someone to protect you." The words stung deeper than she wanted to admit.
A turning point came in her final year at the Academy. During a survival training exercise in the mountains, a classmate suffered a severe injury after a misjudged fall. The instructor had been far away, and panic set in among the students. Shizue acted instinctively, using what little medical knowledge she had to stabilize the boy. Though her technique was clumsy, she kept him alive until help arrived.
For the first time, she saw respect in her classmates’ eyes. It was not admiration for her wealth, but for her ability. This moment solidified her dream—she would become a legendary healer, one so skilled that her name alone would carry power.
At twelve, Shizue graduated and became a Genin. While her father was unimpressed, her mother quietly supported her. She was placed in a three-man cell, alongside two promising shinobi—one a prodigious taijutsu specialist and the other a genjutsu user. Their jōnin instructor, Saito Kazuya, was a battle-hardened veteran with little patience for weakness.
It quickly became apparent that Shizue lagged behind her teammates. She excelled in missions that required intelligence, tracking, or healing, but when faced with real combat, she hesitated. Kazuya saw potential in her chakra control but grew frustrated with her inability to defend herself. "A medic who can't survive a fight is a useless medic," he told her harshly. "You'll die before you can save anyone."
Her teammates progressed rapidly, passing the Chūnin Exams within two years. Shizue, however, failed her first attempt. And her second. And her third. She lacked the aggression, the ruthlessness needed to prove herself in battle. Eventually, Kazuya was reassigned, and her team disbanded.
At twenty-three, Shizue was an anomaly—a Genin older than most Chūnin. Over the years, she had taken countless missions, yet none had propelled her forward. She was competent in her role as a field medic, but her fear of battle and lack of offensive skills held her back. Many of her peers had become jōnin, some even started families, but she remained in place.
Her father saw this stagnation as proof that he had been right all along. He offered her a place in his banking business, urging her to abandon the shinobi life. Yet, Shizue resisted. She still held onto her dream, even as the years slipped away. But doubt gnawed at her—was she simply not meant to rise higher? Was she destined to be forgotten, another footnote in history?
She continued to take missions, some solo, others assisting Chūnin teams. But the whisper of irrelevance grew louder with each passing year.
The mission that changed her life after 10 years of stagnation seemed simple—a routine patrol near the borderlands where tensions between neighboring factions had been rising. Shizue was sent alongside a small squad, mostly as medical support. What was supposed to be a quiet mission quickly turned into chaos.
An ambush. A dozen enemy shinobi, far more skilled than they had anticipated. The battle erupted violently, and Shizue’s squad was quickly overwhelmed. She focused on healing, keeping her teammates alive, but one by one, they fell.
Then, she was noticed. A rogue shinobi, eyes burning with bloodlust, charged at her. For a moment, she froze. The familiar panic surged—the same fear that had held her back for years.
But something was different this time.
As she stood amidst the blood and screams, she saw the truth—the world did not care for weakness. If she did not fight, she would die. And worse, those she cared for would die too.
She narrowly escaped with her life, but the experience left her shaken. The realization hit her like a blade—she had wasted too much time. If she did not change now, she would never achieve her dream.
And so, for the first time in years, Shizue resolved to become stronger—not just as a medic, but as a shinobi.
She had to.
Or she would be forgotten.
Bloodline/Core ability:[/b] Tsuchimikado
Age[/b]: 23
Physical Description[/b]:
- Face/head: A youthful face with underlying depth which only comes from seeing the underbelly of the world, her eyes are what captures the attention the most, their cascading colors ever changing with the light, the setting, and the mood that she’s in. She has a tanned face with no visible blemishes, as she takes care to make sure that each and every day she keeps her face immaculate. The wear and tear of the world is deeper than her skin and finds itself in the way that she walks when no one is around, in the slight slump to her shoulders, in the knitted brow that she has when she is thinking alone, and not worried about wrinkles.
- Body: A lithe figure with a rather unimpressive C cup, she is well suited to scouting missions, but less suited to the rigors of battle. Shizue maintains a runner’s physique, but tries to keep a well-balanced look overall. She readjusts her fashion and her clothing to try to make herself appear more feminine, because when she dons clothing that is more in a male or androgynous, she appears to be a young man. She keeps her hair long, and usually does not put it up for this reason.
- Notable Features: She is noticeably more white when someone can see her tan-lines which she keeps hidden at almost all times. She has started to have fuuin tattooed to her body, but usually in places that are hidden from the world rather than wearing them brazenly like the other shinobi she knows. She, being a ninja in the land where the Samurai keep the peace isn’t used to battle, so she has less muscle definition than others in her profession. She has multi-colored iridescent eyes, which change color in the light and with her mood which is her most notable feature.
Mental Description[/b]:
Shizue dreams of mastering medical ninjutsu and supporting her allies to such an extent that her name becomes legend, spoken with the same reverence as the sages of old. She envisions a future where warriors, scholars, and even rival nations recognize her as an unparalleled healer, a figure whose skills can defy death itself. More than just fame, she desires to push the boundaries of what is possible with healing techniques—perhaps even unlocking lost arts or pioneering new methods that could change the world. However, this ambition is not driven by vanity but by a deep-seated need to leave a lasting impact, to ensure that her efforts will never be erased by time.
Obscurity haunts Shizue more than death. The thought of living a life where she is nothing more than a footnote—or worse, forgotten entirely—fills her with dread. She fears irrelevance, of being just another nameless medic who passes through history unnoticed. This fear fuels her work, making her relentlessly push herself beyond her limits. It also makes her sensitive to being overlooked or dismissed, as every failure or lack of recognition chips away at her confidence. There is also an unspoken fear that, despite her best efforts, she may never be enough—that no matter how much she achieves, she will still fade into obscurity like so many before her.
In battle, Shizue operates as a back-line healer, preferring to stay at a safe distance where she can mend wounds and provide support without drawing too much attention to herself. She thrives when she can work methodically, reinforcing allies and stabilizing injuries. However, the moment someone locks onto her—especially if they exude killing intent—panic sets in. Her fight-or-flight response leans heavily toward flight, and she will prioritize escape over confrontation, even if it means temporarily abandoning her post. While she is not entirely helpless, direct combat is a last resort, and she will go to great lengths to avoid being in a one-on-one engagement. If truly cornered, her focus shifts to disabling her opponent long enough to flee rather than trying to overpower them. She has a strong aversion to needless bloodshed, which makes dealing with particularly aggressive or sadistic opponents all the more difficult for her.
History[/b]:
Born into wealth, Shizue was the only child of Tsuchimikado Haruto, a prominent banker in Cloud Country. Their village, perched high in the mountains and just outside the reaches of Kumogakure, was a hub for merchants, financiers, and samurai dignitaries. Unlike many shinobi children who grew up training in harsh conditions, Shizue's early years were spent surrounded by luxury—gilded halls, private tutors, and delicate silk dresses. Her father believed that money, not strength, dictated power.
Yet, her upbringing was not without its hardships. The world of finance and nobility was cutthroat, filled with deceit and manipulation. Shizue learned early that words could be sharper than kunai, and that behind every polite smile lay calculations. Though she lacked for nothing, she often felt disconnected from the children in her village. They feared her family's power, saw her as the "banker’s daughter," rather than as a peer.
Her mother, Tsuchimikado Aya, had once been a skilled medical-nin, but she had retired from active duty to marry into wealth. Though Aya had traded battlefield wounds for velvet-lined halls, she never forgot her shinobi roots. She ensured that Shizue had some exposure to chakra control and medical ninjutsu, though Haruto disapproved. "She has no need for a life of war," he would scoff. "She will inherit wealth, not bloodstained rags."
Yet, something about her mother’s old scrolls—worn and filled with complex diagrams of the human body—fascinated Shizue. She longed to understand the mysteries of healing, the idea that life and death could be altered with a touch.
Shizue’s acceptance into Kumogakure’s Ninja Academy was not a decision her father supported. He had plans for her to study economics under the brightest minds, but Shizue, enamored by her mother’s legacy, insisted. Eventually, Haruto relented but only after securing special accommodations—Shizue would not be housed with the other students but instead travel between the Academy and her village daily.
This separation immediately set her apart from her peers. Many of the students, born into shinobi families, resented her wealth. She was the "spoiled rich girl," a label that clung to her no matter how hard she worked. It did not help that, despite excelling in theoretical knowledge, her combat skills were painfully lacking. Her taijutsu was subpar, and she had an aversion to direct confrontation. She found solace in the medical-nin curriculum, her fine chakra control allowing her to master basic healing techniques faster than her peers.
Yet, even in healing, she struggled. Her classmates saw medical ninjutsu as secondary, a support role that was never the true focus of a great shinobi. "You're just a medic," they would say. "You’ll always need someone to protect you." The words stung deeper than she wanted to admit.
A turning point came in her final year at the Academy. During a survival training exercise in the mountains, a classmate suffered a severe injury after a misjudged fall. The instructor had been far away, and panic set in among the students. Shizue acted instinctively, using what little medical knowledge she had to stabilize the boy. Though her technique was clumsy, she kept him alive until help arrived.
For the first time, she saw respect in her classmates’ eyes. It was not admiration for her wealth, but for her ability. This moment solidified her dream—she would become a legendary healer, one so skilled that her name alone would carry power.
At twelve, Shizue graduated and became a Genin. While her father was unimpressed, her mother quietly supported her. She was placed in a three-man cell, alongside two promising shinobi—one a prodigious taijutsu specialist and the other a genjutsu user. Their jōnin instructor, Saito Kazuya, was a battle-hardened veteran with little patience for weakness.
It quickly became apparent that Shizue lagged behind her teammates. She excelled in missions that required intelligence, tracking, or healing, but when faced with real combat, she hesitated. Kazuya saw potential in her chakra control but grew frustrated with her inability to defend herself. "A medic who can't survive a fight is a useless medic," he told her harshly. "You'll die before you can save anyone."
Her teammates progressed rapidly, passing the Chūnin Exams within two years. Shizue, however, failed her first attempt. And her second. And her third. She lacked the aggression, the ruthlessness needed to prove herself in battle. Eventually, Kazuya was reassigned, and her team disbanded.
At twenty-three, Shizue was an anomaly—a Genin older than most Chūnin. Over the years, she had taken countless missions, yet none had propelled her forward. She was competent in her role as a field medic, but her fear of battle and lack of offensive skills held her back. Many of her peers had become jōnin, some even started families, but she remained in place.
Her father saw this stagnation as proof that he had been right all along. He offered her a place in his banking business, urging her to abandon the shinobi life. Yet, Shizue resisted. She still held onto her dream, even as the years slipped away. But doubt gnawed at her—was she simply not meant to rise higher? Was she destined to be forgotten, another footnote in history?
She continued to take missions, some solo, others assisting Chūnin teams. But the whisper of irrelevance grew louder with each passing year.
The mission that changed her life after 10 years of stagnation seemed simple—a routine patrol near the borderlands where tensions between neighboring factions had been rising. Shizue was sent alongside a small squad, mostly as medical support. What was supposed to be a quiet mission quickly turned into chaos.
An ambush. A dozen enemy shinobi, far more skilled than they had anticipated. The battle erupted violently, and Shizue’s squad was quickly overwhelmed. She focused on healing, keeping her teammates alive, but one by one, they fell.
Then, she was noticed. A rogue shinobi, eyes burning with bloodlust, charged at her. For a moment, she froze. The familiar panic surged—the same fear that had held her back for years.
But something was different this time.
As she stood amidst the blood and screams, she saw the truth—the world did not care for weakness. If she did not fight, she would die. And worse, those she cared for would die too.
She narrowly escaped with her life, but the experience left her shaken. The realization hit her like a blade—she had wasted too much time. If she did not change now, she would never achieve her dream.
And so, for the first time in years, Shizue resolved to become stronger—not just as a medic, but as a shinobi.
She had to.
Or she would be forgotten.
Bloodline/Core ability:[/b] Tsuchimikado
