Name: Sakura Marie Sota
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Sakura stands at a mere five foot five inches, weighing only about 125 pounds. Her hair is a soft, shining, silver hue. Her hair is almost as long as she is tall, but it somehow never gets in her way. Her eyes are two different colors. One eye being a dark red, the other being a dark gold. The dark red eye color was brought on when someone caught her below the eye with a knife made from an unknown, enchanted metal. The enchantments on this knife cause the base color of her eye to shift slightly. She rarely smiles, meaning her face is wears mostly a dull expression. She usually wears a white and red dress, the back of this dress acting alittle more like a cape due to it being longer than the rest. Under the dress she wears a tight fitting pair of dark red pants, the lower parts of the pants being decorated with chains and buckles. Her arms are rarely seen, because she wears a tight, form fiting red top under her dress which covers her arms down to the wrist. Ninety five percent of the time, she is wearing a form fitting, light-weight, suit of armor on her chest. The armor dosen't protect against much, but the gauntlets could act as a close combat weapon. The armor set-up is a form of bonus achived from her Sword, Izanami. On the back of her neck is a small tattoo in the form of a coiled dragon. Her arms, if ever seen, have approximatly 15 scars each, every one of them caused by a stray sword blow.
Group/Clan: She's not a true member of any clans, but she does associate herself with the Shinamorri.
Rank: If she does have a rank, it's very very low on the ladder.
Enemies: None really.
Allies: Most members of the Shinamorri.
Likes: Sakura isn't your average girl. She dosen't enjoy movies or clothes. She mainly enjoys the thrill of battles, Swining a sword through anything, And being able to feel threatend.
Dislikes: Sakura only dislikes the hateful.
Overall Purpose: Sakuras only true goal is to live a life filled with excitment.
Background: Her parents were killed when she was around three years old. Oddly though, she didn't care. Shortly after that, she was taken in by a kind old couple. She grew up there for seven years. At the age of ten, she got her hands on her first weapon. She killed her first living thing, a small rabbit, shortly after she cut her hand with the knife. She didn't like killing it. She was seeing what would happen, and went just a bit too far. Three years later, at the age of thirteen, she got angry with her adoptive parents and decided to go on a walk in the middle of the night. Along this walk, she came to an old cave sealed by a large rock. Being a small girl, she could slip past the cracks in the rocks. She wandered aroudn the cave for a while, until she came upon a large room with an alter like structure in the back. On this alter was a sleek sword, with nothing different than any other sword about it. She read a plaque that was pleaced below the sword. The plaque read that the sword will conform to it's weilders true self, but only if the user is worthy of using the sword. Upon grabbing it, it transformed into the form it is in now, but causing Sakura a massive ammount of pain in the process, causing her to faint. Upon waking, a search team had been sent for her. But something had went balistic in her mind. She slaughtered the search team, and the parents who caused her to be angry. At the age of 17, she stumbled upon a clan called the Shinamorri. She worked hard to get accepted into them, but without avail. Regardless, she was accepted as a form of member, or more of an attending guest.
Subject: Sakura Marie Sota 
15/01/11, 11:57 pm
