I don't like the way Neji thinks and it would be strange for me to play a girl. Here's my character, he's a made up hyuuga who is very distant from the main branches:
Name- Iaki Hyuuga
Rank- (in real life I am a gennin until my friends and I hold the chunnin exams tlis summer but what the hay)chunnin
age-13
village-Konoha(Father was from sand village although noone knows)
Biiju-4 tailed cat demon
weopons-standard and a large, collapsable circle that would remind you of a hoola-hoop.
So maybe we should start over...
Iaki was in his Bedroom eating breakfast. He thought about what he would be doing if his parents were still allive. Such thoughts lead to anger and made it harder for him to controld his biiju. The 4-tailed cat was a wellkept secret. It had been passed down in his branch of the Hyuuga clan for centuries. Having the Arukanaki demon had it's advantages. His byakugan was advanced, he could see about 30 seconds into the future of his opponents mind and know there next move before they did. When he was done eating he packed his hoop blade into his small sack. The thing was 2 1/2 FT but when collapsed into the handle it about 3 inches long. He walked outisde and saw The knoha hospital. Everything seemed normal until he noticed the ninja that were standing by it. One of them was from his nightmare last night. He jumped down from apartment door and pulled out his hoop blade. It unfolded and had a fastening machenism at the other end of the circle. Iaki held it with his right hand while grasping three kunai knives in his left. "I've seen you before ice villager! What are you doing in this village? Speek now!" The mysterious Ice villager turned around and started making hand symbols as Iaki used his Byakugan and then killed the Ice ninja with his kunais.
{ ok 🙂 }
Hinata Hyuuga walked nervously along the mountain path. Her training session, a vigorous round of techniques involving her Byakugan. her breaths were short, and fillamented, with a husky rasp underlying them. Her mouth was as dry as the leaves that fell on this crisp autumn day. Suddenly she stopped. The young girl heard a noise. Her pale lavender eyes rose steadily from the shadow patched ground toward a clearing in the near distance. They widened, and her mouth formed somewhat of an 'O' shape. Glancing around nervously for a moment, she nodded with a soft, affirmative tone, and began to run toward the scene. Her feet hit the ground silently, and for short durations she propelle dher self through the air until she hovered nearby. She nodded, supirsed as she saw a girl..around her own age...in a fighting stance. She heald a throwing star ready.