"That settles it, I've actually found a bigger idiot than my brother." - Tobirama Senju, Naruto
BASICS
NAME: Tobirama
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Demiromantic Demisexual
BIRTHDATE: Winter 2745
AGE: 28
LOCATION: High Reaches Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider
WING: Raindance Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Light Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5’11”, Stocky
PLAY-BY: Picrew
EXPY SOURCE: Tobirama Senju, Naruto
FULL APPEARANCE: Tobirama is not a particularly tall man, though what he lacks in height is made up in stockiness. Broad-chested and broad-shouldered, he’s got plenty of muscle. He cares for his body relatively well, and while he’s not completely covered in muscle and does have some areas that are more fatty than muscular, it’s clear that he’s in good shape. His build, overall, is one made more for power, though through a good bit of effort has managed to make his movements more nimble.
His hair is naturally messy and hard to tame, spiking and tangling in odd ways. It’s a pleasant and common enough shade of light brown, normal in colour if not in how messy it is. His eyes are a similar brown, common enough to not be particularly eye-catching even if they are a nice shade. The rest of him is very stiff in appearance, as if to offset the ridiculousness of his hair. All of his clothes are incredibly neat, semi formal when not in riding leathers, and a tad uncomfortable looking. These are kept meticulously, mostly blues and blacks with the occasional white or red accents. Everything is perfectly straightened and kept wrinkle free for the sake of looking as neat as he can manage.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: The best word to describe Tobirama would perhaps be pragmatic. He’s very much the type of person who believes the rules can solve a good chunk of problems, and that they’re there for a reason. His approach to most things is very orderly, rarely seeming to show much emotion at the best of times. He’s also very levelheaded, calm to the point of exasperating his brother and anyone else aiming for emotional responses.
He’s a very analytical person who likes picking things apart to see how they work, both literally and physically. People are a mystery to him, but he enjoys tinkering as a hobby, messing around to create something new and useful is a great sense of pride for him, when he manages it.
Years of mediating between his more idealistic brother and his father has made him decent at negotiations, the pair’s opposing views a source of conflict more often than not. Because of these arguments and negotiations, Tobirama does his best to balance between his father’s own cynicism with a little bit of Hashirama’s more idealistic approach to life. However, he tends more to the cynical side of it, and can be more than a little blunt.
Perhaps because he doesn’t sugarcoat things, he can come off as rude, especially with his lack of emotional responses. However, he’s not so much of a jerk that he can’t apologize when someone feels wronged by this, though he doesn’t understand why. Shouldn’t people want all the facts? It must be exhausting trying to wade through double meanings and pretty words all the time.
Despite his rather odd, too-calm outlook on life, Tobirama is rather amused by people whose personalities don’t really match his. While endless optimism can be grating sometimes, he’s not against cheerful or loud people as a whole. Years of dealing with Hashirama has taught him that much, at least.
There is one thing that enrages him above all else and makes him lose his head. He didn’t put much stock in family when he was younger, but having lost his father and with two of three brothers missing, he now sees his wing as family in the case of the ones he’s closer to, or at the very least his people. He may not get along with all of them, but his wing are the people whose backs he’s supposed to have. He’s very attached to them, even if not all of them like him, and it can be a little off putting in how intense his love of the wing is. Threats to those people, when he’s already lost one family, result in sheer unbridled rage. Luckily, the biggest threat to his wing is usually threadfall, though when they suffer particularly bad ones he’ll break failed projects of his to calm down.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Butsuma (Father, Deceased)
Hashirama (Older Brother, Alive)
Itama (Younger Brother, Lost Contact)
Kawarama (Younger Brother, Lost Contact)
Touka (Cousin, Alive)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: High Reaches Weyr
HISTORY: Tobirama was born the second son of a semi prolific brownrider, eventually the second of four total sons the man had. This was during the reign of Golre, and he grew up during a period of unrest for the Weyr. Hashirama was the favorite son, as the oldest, though they didn’t see their father super often. Tobirama wasn’t well liked by his father, mostly ignored unless the man needed something. Tobirama did not particularly like his father either, but since the man was much higher ranked than him in the Weyr, he always did as Butsuma asked.
Tobirama was an odd child, quiet and content to simply think. He was close with some of the crèche workers who took care of him, and his brothers, but he was perfectly content to be by himself most of the time. He didn’t play much, or even speak much, until he was a little older. He took an interest in making things when he was about 10, and briefly entertained to notion of apprenticing to a smith or other crafter when he was old enough. This was a notion that was quickly discarded, though- Butsuma would have never accepted his oldest sons becoming anything other than dragonriders, and they were too obedient to go against his wishes.
Butsuma was not in Golre’s inner circle, being only a brownrider, but he agreed with her ideals and the war she eventually declared. He pushed these beliefs on his sons whenever he was around, though Tobirama was the only one who actually listened to him, or attempted to keep his head down. By the time he was 15, it seemed tensions under Golre’s hierarchy were reaching their peak, and Tobirama had to keep his head down now that he had signed up for candidacy. Hashirama, by that point, had impressed a bronze, becoming their father’s main point of pride. Tobirama, too, had hoped to impress bronze- he didn’t like his father much, but he loved the man, and wanted to please him.
This was not to be, however. Only a season after Golre declared war on Fort, Tobirama impressed to a simple blue, which Butsuma was not pleased about. Tobirama wasn’t particularly pleased about it either, but he hid his disappointment, and attempted to at least have an amicable relationship with his new bondmate. Luckily for Tobirama, and unluckily for his father, Golre was killed later that turn in a huge attack on Fort, as well as two whole wings of dragons. He wasn’t sure what to make of her death, or the amount of people who seemed to celebrate it. She was in charge for a reason, wasn’t she?
He did not truly begin questioning the truth of her ideals until a few turns after her death, not long after his graduation. His father had pushed her way of thinking harder than ever, and his brothers just couldn’t see eye to eye with Butsuma. The youngest two had been planning to leave for a while, though to Tobirama it seemed sudden. They didn’t even say goodbye, leaving only a note that they simply wouldn’t accept their father’s way of thinking anymore and were leaving. Tobirama and Hashirama were both devastated that their brothers had seemed to “vanish” out from under their noses, and it was then that Tobirama wondered if Golre, and his father, were actually wrong.
While he questioned this truth, it wasn’t until his father passed three turns later that he decided yes, both were wrong and so was the idea of the color hierarchy. Without his father there telling him everything he should do or believe, he took a good long look at his own ideals. This, in turn, reminded him that he’d never hated his fellow blue or greenriders, and he most certainly didn’t think they were useless. After all, he was a bluerider, and he and Edolath always did their job perfectly fine.
It was too late of a realization for him to reconcile with his brothers who’d left, but it was enough for Hashirama, whose relationship with Tobirama improved greatly without their father in the way. Around this time, he also got to meet one of his cousins, and instantly took a liking to her blunter, sharper personality. Touka was firm in her ideals, and didn’t let anybody else manipulate her. The two made quite a duo, with their unwillingness to beat around the bush, but for the first time, Tobirama felt as though a family member understood him. He loved his older brother, but Hashirama’s idealism clashed with his realism too often for them to truly understand each other.
Over the turns after that, Tobirama and Edolath gained more experience as a pair, slowly becoming a seasoned pair who had seen their fair share of good and bad things alike. Tobirama began to latch onto his squad with a whole-hearted devotion, seeing them as another chance for bonding with the people whose backs he was meant to have. A full 13 turns after his impression now, Tobirama aims mostly to keep his squad, and the last two family members he has contact with, safe.
