It's Tsu

Tsutami Uzuka

little shit | lover not a fighter | messy goblin

First Impressions

raen | young | short

Small, delicate-looking, thin. Tsutami doesn't look like someone who grew up with a complete diet by any stretch of the imagination. This doesn't prevent her from being a cocksure little shit, for better or for worse.

Just a brief conversation with her will reveal her tendency to change attitude at the drop of a hat. Is she doing that on purpose? Hard to tell.

Survival

Most things for a bed, anything for a meal.

Tsu has an uncanny knack of getting by with absolutely zero coin to her name. Some might call it being a mooch, or a scam artist, or even a swindler. She much rather prefers the terms actor and opportunist and would prefer if you used those thank you very much.

Whether it's sucking up to a patron for a free meal, inviting herself into a social function for hors d'oeuvres, or just regular-old begging, she makes it work. If she can get all of the above without her squeeze realising or noticing she's not contributed anything? Winner winner chicken dinner.

Hopefully.

Important OOC Note

Hi everyone! So, Tsu's whole gimmick is that she's homeless and just totally incapable of amassing any amount of wealth, yeah? Well, everyone I roleplay with seems to be very generous with their money, jobs, houses, and so on.

On that note, please keep in mind that I want Tsu to be homeless. I don't want to invalidate a whole arc with one easy motion that someone could provide without so much as a second thought.

So, please be mean to her. Deny her things. Refuse to give her money. Get annoyed when she mooches and lies and sleazes to avoid paying off her tab. Throw her out of bars! If you're an IC billionaire, take some inspiration from real life billionaires and be awful to the poor. I won't think any less of you. I promise.

Connection?

Now where did I put that watch?

Lost something? Tsu might have it. The scrawny goblin wanders any city state that will have her, hitching a ride and usually getting stuck in a given location for a while, until her next unwitting ticket out shows up. Until then, she will happily fall in with whatever group of rejects seem least likely to gut her for crashing with them.

Rumours?

There's an inflection there, when she speaks. She's from the East - must be. No idea how or why she ended up here, on the streets.

Ever seen her at a tavern? Her clothes, the nice ones, are too big. You noticed? Little stitches on the back if you look closely. Who buys clothes for themselves that don't fit? Yeah, no, nobody does that. She didn't buy 'em. They're not hers, I bet.