Post by karmen on Sept 21, 2008 20:03:45 GMT -5
CHARACTER NAME:: Ayano Momoko
Karmen Anderson
Time Roleplaying 1 years and is 16 years old.
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NStandard Data ◊
The birth certificate reads Karmern Anderson
But You Better Call Me Karm
I've Seen the World For 16 years
As I've Been Around Since July 16th, 1992
Making Myself Known As Student
I Classify As a Female, Human
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NMirror, Mirror ◊
Ayano's eyes are round and as blue as the sea. She has long eyelashes, wears dark makeup that bring out her blue eyes.
Her hair is bleach blonde with red and black streaks. It's really long, maybe a inch below her shoulders, it's also curly. She thinks her hair is her best feature and is always playing around with it.
Ayano is thin but short, only 5 feet 3. She's super sensitive. She isn't pale, not tanned either although her skin has a brownish cinch to it.Because of this she usually wears dark cute Gothic Lolita clothing, her favorite accessory her huge collection of long multicolored socks and comet boots.
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N What I've Done ◊
Ayona was born in Long beach ,California to Akio and Mandi, along with her two older siblings Kenji and Mia.Being the youngest in the family, Ayona was spoiled by both of her parents. She was expecting to grow up to be a respectably high society women instead she became a delinquent. Listening to screamo and heavy metal, reading books about magic, witchcraft and mystical creatures of the night.Life was good, Ayona was happy, even though her parents disapproved of her way of life they let her be. Well that was until her dad had to move back to his homeland Japan to run a family business. Ayona was outraged, How could her dad do this, didn't he love her. She hated Japan, her grandfather and her dad. Her father told her it would help her get back to her original roots. This pissed her off even more, for the last sixteen years she's been on this planet, she's been living as an ordinary American girl. She didn't even know how to speak japanese...so what was this man talking about.
Well as any story about moving goes, her family packed up, said goodbye to all the California friends and moved to Japan. At first Ayona hated it, she didn't like the school system, I mean who goes to school on a SATURDAY! But a couple months she began to fall in love with all the cool things, like Anime, Manga and all the cool technology.
Now she's your average Japanese American girl. She has a problem with making friends since she's really shy you won't think that of a girl who was a delinquent but she is. So she stay in her room reading her books on magic, witchcraft, mystical creatures of the night and listening to her usual kind of music.
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N Take a Look ◊
Others see Ayona as cute, shy,amusing, quiet and usual,emo. Unlike most girls Ayoni hides behind her shyness. But it's really hard since she wears outfits that make people heads turn and stare.
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N Just Move ◊
Can't beat me at rock band.
Though you may win at games that involve killing or any sort of violence.
I Like: She likes to be left alone, although she wishes she had friends,reading books, rpging,listen to music.....cute guys.
I Don't: She hates not getting her way, eating vegetables, her siblings, the color pink, being in a crowded room, books: Twilight Sara.
Keep Away Demophobia- Fear of crowds. (Agoraphobia)
Abilities: She senses death
Weapons: pocket knife given to her by her grandfather
Alliance: none
Extra anything else you wish to place
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N Show and Tell ◊
Quote:
Ayano looked at her reflection again, she couldn't decide what to wear. This being the first day of school. She could hear her father's impatient cursing although she couldn't understand him since he was speaking Japanese. She sighed, rummaging through her almost unpacked suitcase. She decided upon her favorite black and red pleated mini skirt, a black tank top, and a red over shirt that had tons of tears on it. She pulled on her black knee length socks and her favorite Converses. Not having a lot of time now, since her father was screaming for her to get her butt in their brand new BMW, she finger combed her messy blond hair into an even messier bun.
Grabbing her backpack, cellphone and iPod, she rushed to the car claiming the front seat.
She wasn't aware when she arrived to school, she had been in her own little world listening to music. Her dad shoved her. " Aya, would you get out, I'm going to be late for school." She wasn't used to her dad being mean to her. "But dad!" She cried, thankfully she hadn't put on her makeup yet, "I have no idea what to do, I don't even speak Japanese, how would I understand them?" She bit her black fingernails. Her dad reached over to hug her. "Now darling, everything's going to be fine, you'll have tons of fun." She glared at her dad. "Yeah says you, can't you just run the company from California?" All kindness on her fathers face disappeared." Ayano Saria Momoko, we are not going to have this conversation, now get out of this car before I make you leave." Her fathers tone startled her even more than him using her whole name, but Ayano, still determined, gave a dad a puppy dog look. Instead of giving in like he usually did, he laughed. "Cute, now get out." This time she didn't hesitate. She walked to the school door slowly, eyes on her shoes. She lingered at the front door.She could feel her fathers angry glare on her back, so she mustered up all her strength and entered the huge building.
Karmen Anderson
Time Roleplaying 1 years and is 16 years old.
[image] [image] [image]
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NStandard Data ◊
The birth certificate reads Karmern Anderson
But You Better Call Me Karm
I've Seen the World For 16 years
As I've Been Around Since July 16th, 1992
Making Myself Known As Student
I Classify As a Female, Human
◦——————————————————————————◦
NMirror, Mirror ◊
Ayano's eyes are round and as blue as the sea. She has long eyelashes, wears dark makeup that bring out her blue eyes.
Her hair is bleach blonde with red and black streaks. It's really long, maybe a inch below her shoulders, it's also curly. She thinks her hair is her best feature and is always playing around with it.
Ayano is thin but short, only 5 feet 3. She's super sensitive. She isn't pale, not tanned either although her skin has a brownish cinch to it.Because of this she usually wears dark cute Gothic Lolita clothing, her favorite accessory her huge collection of long multicolored socks and comet boots.
◦——————————————————————————◦
N What I've Done ◊
Ayona was born in Long beach ,California to Akio and Mandi, along with her two older siblings Kenji and Mia.Being the youngest in the family, Ayona was spoiled by both of her parents. She was expecting to grow up to be a respectably high society women instead she became a delinquent. Listening to screamo and heavy metal, reading books about magic, witchcraft and mystical creatures of the night.Life was good, Ayona was happy, even though her parents disapproved of her way of life they let her be. Well that was until her dad had to move back to his homeland Japan to run a family business. Ayona was outraged, How could her dad do this, didn't he love her. She hated Japan, her grandfather and her dad. Her father told her it would help her get back to her original roots. This pissed her off even more, for the last sixteen years she's been on this planet, she's been living as an ordinary American girl. She didn't even know how to speak japanese...so what was this man talking about.
Well as any story about moving goes, her family packed up, said goodbye to all the California friends and moved to Japan. At first Ayona hated it, she didn't like the school system, I mean who goes to school on a SATURDAY! But a couple months she began to fall in love with all the cool things, like Anime, Manga and all the cool technology.
Now she's your average Japanese American girl. She has a problem with making friends since she's really shy you won't think that of a girl who was a delinquent but she is. So she stay in her room reading her books on magic, witchcraft, mystical creatures of the night and listening to her usual kind of music.
◦——————————————————————————◦
N Take a Look ◊
Others see Ayona as cute, shy,amusing, quiet and usual,emo. Unlike most girls Ayoni hides behind her shyness. But it's really hard since she wears outfits that make people heads turn and stare.
◦——————————————————————————◦
N Just Move ◊
Can't beat me at rock band.
Though you may win at games that involve killing or any sort of violence.
I Like: She likes to be left alone, although she wishes she had friends,reading books, rpging,listen to music.....cute guys.
I Don't: She hates not getting her way, eating vegetables, her siblings, the color pink, being in a crowded room, books: Twilight Sara.
Keep Away Demophobia- Fear of crowds. (Agoraphobia)
Abilities: She senses death
Weapons: pocket knife given to her by her grandfather
Alliance: none
Extra anything else you wish to place
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N Show and Tell ◊
Quote:
Ayano looked at her reflection again, she couldn't decide what to wear. This being the first day of school. She could hear her father's impatient cursing although she couldn't understand him since he was speaking Japanese. She sighed, rummaging through her almost unpacked suitcase. She decided upon her favorite black and red pleated mini skirt, a black tank top, and a red over shirt that had tons of tears on it. She pulled on her black knee length socks and her favorite Converses. Not having a lot of time now, since her father was screaming for her to get her butt in their brand new BMW, she finger combed her messy blond hair into an even messier bun.
Grabbing her backpack, cellphone and iPod, she rushed to the car claiming the front seat.
She wasn't aware when she arrived to school, she had been in her own little world listening to music. Her dad shoved her. " Aya, would you get out, I'm going to be late for school." She wasn't used to her dad being mean to her. "But dad!" She cried, thankfully she hadn't put on her makeup yet, "I have no idea what to do, I don't even speak Japanese, how would I understand them?" She bit her black fingernails. Her dad reached over to hug her. "Now darling, everything's going to be fine, you'll have tons of fun." She glared at her dad. "Yeah says you, can't you just run the company from California?" All kindness on her fathers face disappeared." Ayano Saria Momoko, we are not going to have this conversation, now get out of this car before I make you leave." Her fathers tone startled her even more than him using her whole name, but Ayano, still determined, gave a dad a puppy dog look. Instead of giving in like he usually did, he laughed. "Cute, now get out." This time she didn't hesitate. She walked to the school door slowly, eyes on her shoes. She lingered at the front door.She could feel her fathers angry glare on her back, so she mustered up all her strength and entered the huge building.
