FurikoMaru
Versed in the lewd.
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The first thing that catches your attention is the noise.
Specifically, it exists (again? There was noise before, you definitely remember that), and there's a lot of it; would someone go check on that baby? Sounds like someone's beating it with a cat. You seem to be contributing to the din, but you can't quite figure out which voice is yours.
Until you realize you're being held easily in someone's giant arms.
... what?! No, seriously, what the hell is going on?
"Congratulations, Yamanaka-san; it's a girl. And with an exceptionally-strong set of lungs. You have the loudest baby I've ever heard."
There is a moment of hysterical laughter before a tired, mildly frazzled voice says, "Oh, marvelous."
The giant passes you to another giant, and you briefly wonder why your eyes aren't working properly (lights, lights everywhere!) before being enveloped in softwarmlovegoodsmell.
... Mom?
"I told you she was a girl, " the giant-who-is-probably-your-mother (but no way, how is that even possible?) smugly informs someone. "That you did, " a new voice answers. You think you like it; it sounds sort of... grounded. Sensible, but not in a boring way. It reminds you of someone.
"Isn't she beautiful, darling?" Warm fingertips stroke your sparse hair. "Welcome to the world, my Ino."
What?! You're seriously naming me Pig? You try to protest, but all that emerges from your mouth is louder wailing.
Your last thought before you tire yourself out and go to sleep is a succinct, but honest, ... crap.
Former Identity: Arsène Lupin III
Current Identity: Yamanaka Ino
Gender: Female
Age: Six Months Old
Class: Freight.
Alignment: Chaotic Baby
Birthday: September 23rd
Intelligence: 4.5/5
Strength: 0/5
Speed: 1/5
Stamina: 0.5/5
Taijutsu: 0/5
Ninjutsu: 0/5
Genjutsu: 0/5
Handseals: 0/5
Contortionist – You're double jointed everywhere you have joints. You can fold in ways too gross to be politely discussed. Any space where you could conceivably fit something your size, you can squeeze into.
Exit Stage Left – You are an escape and evasion savant. No matter how many times your mother checks the child-safety lock on your playpen, you will always be able to get out whenever you want to.
Pervert! – At such a young age this perk is dormant save for curiosity about sexual biology and a fondness for pretty nee-chans and nii-chans. At puberty it can become something of a liability, but if you survive to chuuninhood it can give you up to a .5 increase in your speciality. Those of us in the business call it the Kishimoto Bonus. (Note: Clearly A Joke Perk. Don't expect me to write any sex scenes or even particularly detailed musings. Think Kakashi-level perversion; no Miroku-style groping, even if for some reason all of you vote for it.)
You Cannot Comprehend My (Mind's) True Form – Your mind is a complete mystery to everyone but you. Your father has given up on ever trying to do traditional Yamanaka parent-baby psychic bonding rituals because every thought you have is coated in a thick fog of loud noises, bright lights and bizarre imagery that make your head unnavigable. You essentially have naturally-occurring S-rank thought-concealment. You are, however, still incapable of throwing off genjutsu; you'll have to learn kai just like everyone else.
Sense of Aesthetics – Beauty matters to you far more than to most people, giving you a keen eye for detail. Unfortunately, if something or someone particularly beautiful comes along, you can be easily distracted.
Sensor – You've inherited the family sensing abilities. Your range is currently limited to people and things you're actually touching, barring chakra sources you'd have to be blind to miss, like the Kyuubi.
Specifically, it exists (again? There was noise before, you definitely remember that), and there's a lot of it; would someone go check on that baby? Sounds like someone's beating it with a cat. You seem to be contributing to the din, but you can't quite figure out which voice is yours.
Until you realize you're being held easily in someone's giant arms.
... what?! No, seriously, what the hell is going on?
"Congratulations, Yamanaka-san; it's a girl. And with an exceptionally-strong set of lungs. You have the loudest baby I've ever heard."
There is a moment of hysterical laughter before a tired, mildly frazzled voice says, "Oh, marvelous."
The giant passes you to another giant, and you briefly wonder why your eyes aren't working properly (lights, lights everywhere!) before being enveloped in softwarmlovegoodsmell.
... Mom?
"I told you she was a girl, " the giant-who-is-probably-your-mother (but no way, how is that even possible?) smugly informs someone. "That you did, " a new voice answers. You think you like it; it sounds sort of... grounded. Sensible, but not in a boring way. It reminds you of someone.
"Isn't she beautiful, darling?" Warm fingertips stroke your sparse hair. "Welcome to the world, my Ino."
What?! You're seriously naming me Pig? You try to protest, but all that emerges from your mouth is louder wailing.
Your last thought before you tire yourself out and go to sleep is a succinct, but honest, ... crap.
Former Identity: Arsène Lupin III
Current Identity: Yamanaka Ino
Gender: Female
Age: Six Months Old
Class: Freight.
Alignment: Chaotic Baby
Birthday: September 23rd
Intelligence: 4.5/5
Strength: 0/5
Speed: 1/5
Stamina: 0.5/5
Taijutsu: 0/5
Ninjutsu: 0/5
Genjutsu: 0/5
Handseals: 0/5
Contortionist – You're double jointed everywhere you have joints. You can fold in ways too gross to be politely discussed. Any space where you could conceivably fit something your size, you can squeeze into.
Exit Stage Left – You are an escape and evasion savant. No matter how many times your mother checks the child-safety lock on your playpen, you will always be able to get out whenever you want to.
Pervert! – At such a young age this perk is dormant save for curiosity about sexual biology and a fondness for pretty nee-chans and nii-chans. At puberty it can become something of a liability, but if you survive to chuuninhood it can give you up to a .5 increase in your speciality. Those of us in the business call it the Kishimoto Bonus. (Note: Clearly A Joke Perk. Don't expect me to write any sex scenes or even particularly detailed musings. Think Kakashi-level perversion; no Miroku-style groping, even if for some reason all of you vote for it.)
You Cannot Comprehend My (Mind's) True Form – Your mind is a complete mystery to everyone but you. Your father has given up on ever trying to do traditional Yamanaka parent-baby psychic bonding rituals because every thought you have is coated in a thick fog of loud noises, bright lights and bizarre imagery that make your head unnavigable. You essentially have naturally-occurring S-rank thought-concealment. You are, however, still incapable of throwing off genjutsu; you'll have to learn kai just like everyone else.
Sense of Aesthetics – Beauty matters to you far more than to most people, giving you a keen eye for detail. Unfortunately, if something or someone particularly beautiful comes along, you can be easily distracted.
Sensor – You've inherited the family sensing abilities. Your range is currently limited to people and things you're actually touching, barring chakra sources you'd have to be blind to miss, like the Kyuubi.