Chise Tobukizu

[edit] Character History & Current RP Hooks Tendancies Aether Related Images Relationships Rumors Links & Footnotes  Chise Tobukizu A very tiny kingpin Gender Female Race Au Ra Clan Raen Citizenship Questionable Age Around 19 Height 4'7 fulms Deity Primarily places her faith in the Dawn Father. Alignment Type 2 Lawful Evil ♦ In-Game Brief If she didn’t carry the prescience of something far bigger than herself Chise would be easy to overlook by most passersby. Upon inspection one will find a small young woman—bell like in shape—who casts a long shadow. On her face is the look of someone never fully out of their dreams with eyes half lidded and lips a touch apart as if caught on a thought. Cryptic but pleasant, Chise has the look of someone who has the answer or item to what might ail you. Parting with this item or information is another story entirely. Born the daughter of an influential criminal and charlatan Chise has learned that some of the world’s best currency is favors and that a little magic does well to keep men honest. In general, please send a tell first. I'm not always IC and don't always realize when emotes are directed my way. You want RP Hooks ? I've got twenty! But who cares? No big deal! I can write moooooore. ♦ General Chise Tobukizu is a gangster’s daughter formerly being groomed to take over the family business. Nowadays she’s recovering from the fact that there’s no Doma, no business, and barely any family left. Biding her time and hoping to gain funds she’s put her witchy tendencies to use and opened up a little magic shop in Lavender Beds. She and her husband run a very legitimate business with legally obtained wares and incredibly safe magic. Nothing amiss there, absolutely nothing. ♦ Appearance At first glance one might find a dragon unlikely but a demon perhaps. Petite and soft of feature Chise could—almost—be mistaken for a Padjal were it not for the abrupt sharpness of scale and horn that cut into the smooth of her russet brown skin. The alternation of soft and sharp is pervasive in her features from the way the thick of her lips give way to a needle lined smile or the way half closed lids hide a daggered gaze. All ten of her spindly fingers begin at the point of a lacquered claw and at the base of her long pale scaled tail sit a number of spines. While often adorned with clothing a touch too nice for a refugee (with dirt at her hem and pockets full of posies and not a wrinkle to be found) it’s not too hard to suss out that Chise is bell (or pear) in shape. ♦ Demeanor TUNE IN NEXT TIME. ♦ In Doma Show text Designated roles she didn’t have any hand in before she was ever born, it’s no surprise Chise became the reigning town terror. Depending on who you ask she was second only to her father, the law, or the old maid Eriko who lived at the edge of town. Accidents followed Chise when brazen aggression couldn’t. At nine this behavior stopped abruptly. No children found toppled over the edge of stairwells, no objects pushed onto passerbys from the windowsill, not even little dolls with their arms torn off. No one is sure exactly what caused it. Some family members said one day Chise wandered into the woods and came back. . . different. Others say when her father took her into his meeting room she came out more reserved, more reverent. Eventually packs of aspiring schoolyard bullies stopped following in her wake and Chise as left with not many interactions with people her own age. When she wasn’t pestering her older brother or glued to the hip of her betrothed she was at the heels of those substantially older than her. Life moved as one might expect for a child raised to head a gang. When she couldn’t escape to the woods to speak with the trees she was escorting crates stuffed with kidnapped beaus, cramped till their ransom, or stringing up launderers by their bootstraps to see just how well once could aim an apple at a Hyuran’s forehead. Life was small and Chise was—through her own scope—large. To her knowledge it was written in the stars that she would live, “rule”, and die in her quaint little village in the Doman mountains. War changed this, as war often does. At first it took her husband. Drafted by Garleans and pulled to the front lines, what was going to be a more formal affair turned rushed and sloppy in an attempt to secure assets by both sides of their family. Chise watched Kaiten vanish. War then took her parents, the “family”, and eventually the entire town. Suffice to say this was her “worst year” in a long line of worst years. The short years of childhood and adolescence left her ill prepared for the loss of everything. Bitter and battered and broken Chise was swept between the option to carry on or die. She chose the former. Catching the eye of a young Garlean war hero (of a single battle, of little consequence, of impression) Chise solidified her safety amongst Garleans and their sympathizers. Days were spent tending to the house and milling about with wives, nights were spent entertaining parties of soldiers, and dawns were spent relaying information she found to the Doman resistance. When it became clear the war was lost and Doma would soon be no more Chise lept through the shrinking window of opportunity and away from the flames of her faux beau’s home. The rest is recent. The reuniting with her presumed dead husband and the travel to Eorzea with her brother in tow were all as hazy as they were uncomfortable. Nights spent shivering and trying to keep flowers uprooted from Doman soil alive, passing hours with awkward silence and even worse conversation between herself and a man who was once a ghost. Hope came later. ♦ For Anyone Else ♦ The Shroud Alongside her husband (and her brother. . . sort of) Chise has opened up a quaint little shop in Lavender Beds. Where have two (three?) refugees gotten the money to buy and furnish an entire house? Good question. When she isn't milling about the shop and offering her divining services to those who pique her interest Chise is listening in on civilian chatter and wandering alone in the woods. ♦ Ul'dah Chise is frequently lost in Ul'dah. It seems she's always trying to get between the Thaumaturgy guild and the Alchemists god but damn if Ul'dah isn't a giant circular labyrinth. Curiously she spends a fair amount of time on Pearl Lane. ♦ More Recently WIP WIP WIP YO ★ RP Hooks and Potential Connections ★ General ■ Chise takes an invested interesting in the lands of Eorzea. It isn't hard to happen upon her while she's trouncing around Twelveswood (or the Limsan wilderness). ■ Florists and those associated with the botanist's guild in Gridania are likely to run into her at some point or another. ■ Chise likes MAGIC and learning about MAGIC. It doesn't matter much what kind. ■ Unused to Eorzea Chise is likely to get lost and keep getting lost for a good long while. Help a girl out. The Homeland ■ Are you from Doma? You might've heard of the Uraneki's. . . Or even lived in the same town as them. Chise's family had a tendency to keep their finger in each and every pie both before and after Garlean invasion. If your character's family was involved in Doman crime (even on the fringes) or involved in upholding the law then they likely know of her family and to some end Chise herself. ■ Chise spent time in Garlean occupation where her moral character—at least outwardly—improved as she attempted to keep up morale. During this time she schmoozed with Garlean soldiers and helped organize their particular camp's uprising. Currently Looking For ■ What do you wish? Are you certain what you wish is what you want? Chise once held a reputation of being wish granter. One she'd like to uphold. Characters who might seek magical favor can come to Chise and get not what they want but at least what they're asking for. (This will require OOC communication) ■ Clients and Customers Chise runs a small family business that sells nothing if not the most credible magical baubles, potions, unctions, and books. From this store Chise also reads futures for those with sufficient coin. ■ Friends and Rivals and Friendly Rivals Exactly what it says on the tin. Chise has been lonely since coming to Eorzea. Of course one will have to melt down hardened caramel layer after caramel layer if they want to reach her rotted vingar core. . .It'll be rewarding. Trust me. Likes ■ A clear night sky. Is there anything more beautiful and filled with endless possibilities? Chise thinks not. You'll find her eyes glued to the sky on clear nights. ■ Sun rises. Chise likes to speak to the sun in the way other people speak to the Twelve. She finds it easiest to do when the sun is, as she says, "closest to the land". ■ Garish displays of affluence. While Chise isn't one to show excess too often (even when she has the ability) she absolutely adores people who do. It's a mix of enjoying wealth without having to spend anything and also no longer being the biggest target in the room. Shine on, you crazy diamonds. ■ The woods and all the secrets inside. Woods are made for secrets. Moreover have you ever been to the Twelveswood? It's practically teeming with aether and voidsent. There's so much possibility in nature be it magical or not. ■ Making deals. Maybe it's the devil in her. Probably not. Either way Chise loves writing up contracts for people to work with. . . Or work around. She's a respect for anyone who can find the spaces between her letters. ■ Family be it her own or not. Growing up in "the family" Chise has a respect for close knit groups of individuals. She's double respect for close knit groups of individuals willing to risk life and limb for one another. It's a bitterly nostalgic thing for her to witness but sweet nonetheless. Any one with decent family value has earned her respect. ■ Magic and magic and more magic. Chise likes casting magic. She likes watching magic. Hells, she likes it when magic is cast upon her, too. Eorzea is crawling with and she wants little more than to learn how the people of the land have adapted. Dislikes ■ Garleans. Chise will gladly set aside any quarrel she has with a person or group of people if it means sticking it to those damned repulsive Garleans. ■ Mixing prints. You can try to explain to Chise why you're wearing stripes and plaid but she'll not be convinced it's anything other than awful. ■ Triple contractions. Why? Just why? Is the Eorzean language not difficult enough? ■ Iffin' ye speaks 'ike yer droppin' e'very other letter in a 'ord Chise probably detests you. Vocally. ■ Oath Breakers. Unless there's a loophole or teeny tiny fine print Chise doesn't appreciate dishonesty in those who make promises. Odd for a criminal? Maybe. But you've got to have some standards. ■ Slavers. A fine example of people who don't have any standards. ■ Highly tribal sorts will find themselves at end with Chise. Or the formerly tribal. How can she trust them not to go back to their savage ways? Hobbies/Talents ■ Intuitive. For some who seems to have her head in the clouds Chise is actually very aware of her surroundings. Keen of both eye and mind Chise is—for the most part—decent at figuring out people’s temperaments and motivations early on in her interactions. ■ Clever. When you look at a situation from all sides it lends room to come to different solutions for the same problem. Though able to think on her feet Chise is capable of creating various (if not complex) plans for most hurdles she has to jump. ■ Determined. Once there’s a goal set out before Chise there’s little anyone can do to get in her way. What’s worse, the young woman seems (decently) adept at getting others to champion her cause along with her. . . Or at least similar ones alongside her. Weaknesses/Faults ■ Volatile. The trauma of Garlean occupation juxtaposed with late adolescence have left Chise with a tendency to swing violently from one extreme to the other. Having not sufficient time to heal it's hard to tell if this is simply a withering byproduct of trauma or something more permanent. ■ Bleeding Heart. An obvious and exploitable weakness, Chise is one to sniff out fires and rescue anyone she might find inside the flames with little disregard to whether or not she gets burnt in the process. Well, so long as she considers them “her people”. With the mass exodus of the Domans this is quite a few people. ■ Vague. There is no one way to interpret Chise’s words. In fact the girl’s intentions and viewpoints through a conversation may change on a whim just see if the participants are paying attention. While created as a defense mechanism it’s now a barrier Chise doesn’t fully understand how to take down. ( This page is a WIP ) ♦ Outwardly Wow what a thing. ♦ Established Practices Screenshots Soon. Artwork Soon Relationships ❤ Platonic Love ❤ Crush ❤ Romantic Love ❤ In a relationship ✔ Good Standing ● Neutral Standing ✖ Poor Standing ¿We Just Don't Know ❤ ✔ Kaiten Tobukizu – Husband ❤ ✔ Yorumei Uranakei – Big Yodeling Brother. ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) Player Character Rumors (( Feel free to add some!)) ■ Links: Character Tumblr: The End __________________________________________________________ More on Character: Good Golly look at this WIP __________________________________________________________ Credit: Not gonna lie. I jacked this from Yorumei Uranakei. If asking is considered theft, anyway.