Chinchuro Chiromaka ~

~* Chinchuro Chiromaka * ~

Nicknames: Chin-Chan and ChiChi

Age: 28 years old

Date of Birth: May 1 (years unknown)

Gender: Female

Species: Kitsune / Fox Spirit

Element: Fire

Appearance: While she has many forms (stated and described later on) her most common choice is that of a half woman, half fox. Known as her Fox Fire form, Chinchuro takes the appearance of a 5’3” young woman of around 120 pounds. Her hair is long and straight, falling down the length of her back in a an almost white color and is sometimes seen loosely tied with red string to keep it from getting in her way and her eyes are blue and curious. Defining features include slightly elongated canines, ideal for those of fox origins, as well as point fox ears and tail which have given her the title of Kistune while she herself insists this is not the case. Her skin is pale and she is generally considered a small person, but despite her size she carries herself in a dignified and commanding manner.

She wears kimonos almost all of the times which are usually either white and blue or red and blue and rarely wears shoes or even jewelry for that matter. Any clothing she does wear is usually loose fitting and light considering she hates feeling restricted in any way and often times this results in showing much more skin than intentional. Of course, she is a social little thing and doesn’t mind the attention, but doesn’t care for lude comments which she often receives. But then again, all she needs is her husband to hear them and that problem is solved, now isn’t it? ~

Personality: Chinchuro comes off as a very free spirited person and is usually always in good cheer. She relies mainly on instinct to guide her which is how she makes her judgments on who and who not to trust and more often than not, her choices are right on their mark. Being part fox, it is natural for her to be the mischievous type and is more than likely to get into some form of trouble which also means that she’s good of getting herself out of it. Between being cute and innocent in appearance and having a cunning mind and wit, she is usually very good talking her way out of things. This also comes with a certain level of dislike for fighting. While she’s more than willing to show off her strength when challenged, she has never really been much of a fighter and prefers not to get her hands dirty. When it gets down to it, however, she’ll be sure to give you a run for your money.

Other aspects of Chinchuro’s personality include a lack of focus when situations aren’t serious enough for her. She is easily swayed by string (yet another sign that she is indeed part animal) and will usually take the first offer to do something more interesting should it appear. She’s adventurous despite her lack of travel and will to save the day like others, and sometimes this can come off as a bit more devious than harmless. Some might even venture to guess that, beneath a lovable and stubborn exterior, there might be a bit of villainous intent in her soul. Overall, Chinchuro is a very interesting mix of personality and nature that can keep one guessing right up until the end.

It’s best to tread carefully ~

History: Anyone who happens to ask about Chinchuro’s past is always met with the same blank stare and a curt “None of your business” Now, this isn’t an attempt to be rude, its simply that Chinchuro herself know little about her past. She recalls faint memories, often very shadowed and dark, about her childhood, but often times with pass them off as dreams or nightmares. There are, however, a few things that have been brought to the surface over the past few years. There is evidence that Chinchuro was not allows a Fox Spirit, perhaps even human, and might have even died many years ago. One who ventures far enough into the cemetery might come across an unmarked gravestone imprinted with a fox’s paw print and dulled with age, but of course, it is mere coincident, right?

Aside from that, Chinchuro came to town a few years back and took up residents in the forest where she lived in a small hole in a tree. At the time, she wandered about in her fox kitten form and avoided detection from most anyone aside from those she found trustworthy who were few and far between. As time went on though, she became more confident to the point where she wandered around town and sometimes even went out in her humanoid form, but this proved to be a mistake. Not long afterwards, she became a target for the notorious scientists, KJ, who kidnapped her and used her for his own twisted research. Tortured and used for a number of horrible experiments, Chinchuro became both a drone and a guinea pig for the man and also met someone who would play a big part in her life.

After a mishap which resulted in the discovery of her Overload form and the partial destruction of the town, Chinchuro settled down and married on of her past “coworkers” by the name of Radioactive. After that, her life slowed down quite a bit and she was free to spend her days in a sort of peaceful daze, eventually having two children. However, there was always something nagging in the back of her mind, a sort of instinct she couldn’t control yet wouldn’t seem to make itself known. Either way, she no time for such matters. She had a family to take care of and thus she remains now, the faithful mother of a less than functional and average family.

Likes: Sweets and teas, balls of string and/or yarn, sunny days, anyone within her family, long walks, and getting into trouble.

Dislikes: Rain and water, fighting, loud noises, people who speak before they think, not being in complete control/ getting her way, and being alone.


Abilities: As her main defense, Chinchuro can change her form at will, each form having its own strengths, weakness, advantages, and disadvantages. With the exception of her Fox Fire and Fox Kitten forms, Chinchuro can only change form once per fight without assistance as it is a very draining process and could very well cause her to black out.

Forms:

FoxFire ~ The most common of her forms, Fox Fire is the only humanoid form Chinchuro can take. This form has no primary attacks or defenses aside from that of most humans, yet seems to be her first choice when going about her daily life. She has the appearance of a young woman with long, white gold hair and blue eyes while still retaining her few fox-like features. These include her tail and ears as well as quite a few natural fox instincts and makes it rather difficult for her to go about town and not get stared at. All in all, she is an attractive woman and sure as heck knows it, dressing herself in a red or blue and white kimono and usually nothing else. While she is still fast and agile in this form, Chinchuro tends to be a bit more distractible and perhaps more clumsy, but she hardly cares. She’s got it covered ~

Fox Kitten ~ One of the first forms Chinchuro ever took, the Fox Kitten form is tame and relatively harmless. Aside from having very sharp little teeth and being able to move both quickly and nimbly, there are no real special abilities that come with this form. She appears as a small mammal, somewhere between a kitten and a fennec fox, with two small black dots on her forehead. Her fur is the same color as her hair though a tad bit more white than blonde and her eyes remain a shade of bright blue. In height she is a little under 7 inches tall and weighs around 3 pounds making her a very small and rather adorable creature. Other than that though, Chinchuro’s Fox Kitten form is less than ideal for fights and is instead used as a way to look cute and an excuse to curl up in a sunbeam for a short nap.


Hellfire ~ One of two forms she inherited through sheer experience alone, the Hellfire form is the more powerful of her basic forms. It shapes her to the form of a large white canine that one might argue to be a lesser nine tailed fox with a disk shaped weapon upon her back. Flames are usually not far behind as they flare up with each step and burn out quickly and, when in this form, Chinchuro has little control. The Hellfire form is the fight instinct often associated with predatory animals and makes her more animal than human. The disk upon her back can be used as a shield and little else while her main attacks consist of the usual biting and clawing. The main advantage of this form is a lack of fear or hesitation. Chinchuro will often attack without thinking and can take a bit more damage than usual as wound partially heal with each ounce of adrenalin she takes in. Disadvantages include the lack of control which can put her in dangerous spots, the amount of energy drained the longer she is in this form, and the fact that she will all but destroy everything that gets too close, be they friend or foe. Chinchuro uses this form only when she feels deeply threatened and it often ends in more pain for her should she fail to defeat an opponent.

Holy Inferno ~ A much more strategic choice for battle, the Holy Inferno form is more defensive than offensive. In this form, Chinchuro has the ability to heal herself given a short amount of time and can take substantial damage, but sadly cannot deal much herself. This form is a canine, much like Hell Fire, but instead is blue, white, and purple, in color and is also a bit larger which makes her a tad slower than usual. Main attacks are usually a type of charge used to knock an enemy back and allow for safe distancing and the usual biting though neither have nearly as much force behind them. On the plus side, this form takes much less damage and can restore her faster after attacks and is very ideal for situations when brute force simply aren’t enough. As well, this form allows her to think before she acts and not be driven by pure instinct like with Hell Fire.

Experimental ~ A form she received after being thoroughly experimented on by KJ, this form is a tad bit more humanoid than the others and a bit more updated. While in this form, Chinchuro often does not communicate at all and is instead driven by the urge to fight. It is rarely activated unless her life is in immediate danger or she forces herself into it and leaves her completely drained by the time she manages to snap out of it, but is both high in defensive and offensive power. When in her experimental form, her physical strength triples to the point where she could rival even Radioactive and her speed is all but immensely improved. This form cycles between hand to hand combat and a special form of energy (known as fox fire) for long range attacks. This takes them form of a large energized mass that, upon contact with a solid object, bursts into flames that will either hold and opponent or span out into a dangerous wild fire. This fire is renewable and can be collected by her simply by touch, but this also means it can run out. Fox fire comes straight from her spiritual energy and using too much of it could easily be considered suicide which is why this form is very dangerous to use and has only been seen by a handful of people.

Overload ~ One of the most powerful and destructive forms in Chinchuro’s arsenal, the Overload form if something she has only experienced once and would like to never go through again. This form is in the shape of what many call her true shape, a large and vicious nine tailed fox who’s tails are peaked with blue fire. It stands a good 25 or so feet tall with fur that’s color changes depending on how angry she gets and unlike her other forms, the eyes are empty and black. This form comes complete with acid saliva, a sonic boom of a roar, and an immense amount of strength that is sure to test anyone who dares try to approach. This form is driven by madness and bloodlust which will often result in death no matter who or what you are and when taken over, this form voids out all emotions Chinchuro may have. It is only activated when a good amount of spiritual energy, anger, and over all danger are present though Chinchuro can often feel it as if it wishes to break through at any time. This form is unpredictable and hard to tame but is generally immobile as its size makes maneuvers difficult to say the least. While it may take physical damage well, emotional damage is a weak point and most of its energy is stored in its nine tails. This form, once quelled, can put Chinchuro into a near comatose state.

Strengths: In general, Chinchuro’s strengths include speed, agility, and the ability to think on her feet. She does well on land based environments, especially those with varied terrain, and seems to prefer day over night. While she may not be the strongest, Chinchuro has good endurance and overall will power that can keep her going for quite some time.

Weaknesses: Chinchuro is weak to water and vulnerable in dark areas because her eyes do not adjust very well. She is also easy to wound and can make split second decisions in tight spots that can be rather foolish and has an overall habit of biting off more than she can chew. Being less than a fighter, she is inexperienced and makes careless mistakes.

RolePlay Sample: ( An RP Sample taken from another recent rp)

It was somewhat like somebody having hit the mute button on a television right when things were getting exciting. Since day one, everything about Astum Venatus had been full of life and sounds. Whether it be the shouting of unruly gamblers as their favorite contestant was thrown from a cliff or the constant click and hum of any number of machines going about their daily routines, the buildings they stayed in were always filled with comforting sounds of activity day in and day out. In a matter of seconds though, all of that changed. Silence fell over the area like a smothering blanket, penetrated only by the distance rumble of thunder as it echoed through dark clouds and darkness consumed everything in one fell swoop across the once bright city. It was a sinister feeling that spread through the now dead silent halls, followed swiftly by a chill brought about by the storm raging just outside. It was strange…inhuman.

Of course, while most might have been concerned at the lack of light, others saw little difference in their surroundings. One judge in particular didn’t even flinch as the lights in every direction snapped off and plunged the suite into darkness. She had been sitting quietly on the edge of her bed, watching lightning play outside what she had come to recognize as a window when it had all occurred. There was something simply mesmerizing about storms that compelled her to gaze for hours into nothingness simply for that fleeting glimpse of jagged blades splitting the void that usually made up the majority of her day to day scenery. Back home there had been something like on occasion though never quite to this magnitude. When solar winds were strong enough on the outer shell, the crystal that provided light to the entire society of Menar often gave off the same tendrils of energy and as a child she had wandered off to watch them just as she did now as an adult.

It was both frightening and beautiful, the perfect mixture of emotion that made her heart skip a beat and feel humble before the wrath of nature the universe could give off. A pale silhouette in the flashes of light, one might have thought the young woman to be a specter of some sort that should haunt the halls in her long white robes and inky black hair. Perhaps though, that was simply the effect of such a night. Everything seemed different yet exactly the same when there was no light to illuminate that which made things different. Saiph knew this better than anyone…

But still, it was not the lack of light that made her pull her placid eyes away from the spectacle outside. It was the sudden, unsettling silence that now enveloped her and made her ears buzz with unfamiliar quiet. Things hadn’t been quiet like this in ages and she had learned early on that they were not meant to be as such. For a few elongated moments, she sat and strained to hear something, anything that might reassure her that things were as they should be about the building, but she was met with the same still air as before and the same feeling of dread falling to the pit of her stomach. For some reason, it was in silence that one couldn’t seem to make a sound. No matter how she tried to say something or make some form of sound to break the silence, her tongue was tied and everything now seemed so far away. It took all she had just to stand up and wander forward a bit, one hand poised on the window pane as always to guide her across the room without incident.

The hosts of the games had been kind enough to arrange everything in a similar order to her rooms back on Menar which made things easier to navigate, but still she felt a certain piece of nagging insecurity in her chest with the usual guiding sounds around her. The door was usually in the direction of voices or footsteps, the likes of which there were neither at this moment, and her scrolls and books were near the sound of mechanics that carried from some other room down the hall, but all she could hear was her heartbeat and the sound of thunder, now far more menacing than melodious. Relying only on her own instinct to guide her, Saiph took tentative steps that eventually led her to the door she had been inadvertently searching for. Of course, she had no idea what she was going to do once she got there.

Naturally, she stepped out, but the question was really where to go from there. One could get lost if they simply wandered off down the hall without thinking and lost was a word she had never much cared for. Still, it was either find someone herself or wait for someone (or something) to find her first. “Oh please, let this go better than my last few attempts…”

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