Post by whoa on Apr 6, 2008 3:17:25 GMT -5
Your Username: Bla
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CHARACTER
Basics
Character's Full Name: Makoto Kasumi
Nicknames: Sumi
Character Gender: Female
Character's Age: Twenty-two
Birthdate: February 13th
Employment: Task Force
Race: Human
Appearance: Brown hair sweeps past her eyes and neck, grazing her shoulders where it rests. Bangs can cover her eyes if it falls the right way and most of the time it tends to do so. The chestnut color of her hair match's the color of her eyes to a certain degree. Her eyes tend to be a shade darker, but they are still very similar if one wasn't too observatory. Her hair tends to be darker underneath, being shielded from the sun from the other strands of thick hair that hangs off her head. A set of dark lashes line her eyes, not a black color, but a deep chocolate brown, which could be mistaken for black from a distance. Little to no make up covers her pale skin, feeling that it is unnecessary. She only provides such things when going to an important business meeting, and even then very little is used.
Fair skin covers the muscles and bones of a small, tall frame. Skin color light as she could have without looking deathly pale. Her lips have a slight pale pink color to them, so that they are known on her face. Her lower lip bigger then her top one. Her legs are rather long and slim, thanks to her 5 foot 8 inch height. Kasumi's fingers are slim and elegant, with a bit of long nails attached to them. Her frame is normally dressed in something like a button down shirt and either pants or knickers. Her feet are either in flops or flat shoes, not daring to wear heels to make her tower over others even more.
History: Born at mid-day on a cool day, a baby girl was born to be the third child of the family. She was the second girl born, with an older brother who was the pride and joy in her parents eyes. The three of them got alone rather well, though Kasumi seemed to keep to herself rather then play with the other two. She was frowned upon when picking reading over things regular kids did. Her parents were afraid that something was wrong with her, whether or not it was their fault. She liked things of books and writing, instead of barbies and make-up. Her sister even was worried about her, and would ask mother and father about her. All they could do was raise their shoulders, not knowing what was up with her sister and their daughter.
She grew up, reading just about every book that came out on the market. She took a liking into things like CSI kind of books. Always learning something new about mysteries and how to solve them. Puzzle freak, but in a more twisted way. At least for a child. In school, she normally kept to herself, being the book worm that she was, and when time came to chose her career, she had a lot to think about. She thought about being a lawyer, criminal lawyer, most likely. To defend those that were wrongfully charged with crimes, but the down side came: There were those who did commit the crimes, and she would have to defend them all the same. She cringed at the thought and then shied away from that career choice.
So what was left? She could become a detective, and work against those who did do the crimes. That would be a good alternative, but the challenging part came. Her family wasn't the richest, and certainly wasn't poor, but with the cost of University's and Collages now a days, she would have to get a full scholarship into the school. Which meant extremely good SAT scores, which meant a ton of studying. Which is what she did, studied until she feel asleep at her books. The tests came, she took them, nervous but felt she was able to pass with a good score. And she did, though it wasn't by far the highest in her class or with flying colors, but she was in the top five kids.
With the good grades, she got a few scholarships to go to a few schools, just having to decided which one she truly wanted to go to. She weighted the good and bad things and eventually went to the one that seemed to be giving her the most opportunities and experience. Studying kept her busy and going, her mind going at least. She didn't involve herself with the party scene, at least not that much. She might have gone to one or two but that was really about it. Upon graduating, she got her Criminal Justice Degree and started immediately afterwards into the Task Force. She was the newbie, and had to learn from the bottom of the food chain and work her way up.
Personality: Kasumi is normally a quiet girl, trying to keep the attention away from her. She doesn't talk much in general, only when asked a question, or she needs something. But once you get to know her, she is a really fun person. She is funny, but can be really sarcastic at times, when it might not be needed. Her thoughts run at random sometimes, and you would be puzzled at some of the things she thinks about. She can be really stubborn, and push people who drive her insane. She has a large personality. She has no problem telling people off or giving them a piece of her mind. She tries to keep it in at times, knowing that it isn't right at certain times and places, but it might just pop out if someone pushes her too far.
Sumi also seems to get a bit loud when angry or frustrated, unless she keeps it in count. But that only happens when she really doesn't want attention pointed at her. She is a good friend, one that doesn't care about telling you whether or not your being stupid or doing something wrong. If you keep insisting upon something, she just drops it and you will have an ear-load if she was right. If she was wrong, she blushes and keeps changing the subject to something else whenever you try to bring it up. She also tends to give the wrong impression sometimes, and she hates that.
Lists
Strengths:
- puzzles
- keeping quiet
- Can be really patient
Weaknesses:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
Extras
Weapons: (no...not like a samurai sword. As in guns and knives and modern things. This applies particularly to those of the Task Force)
Abilities: (anything your character is particularly good at?)
Alliance: (Kira, Police, Neutral...etc)
Extra: (Anything else about your character you wish to place)
Roleplay Sample:
She actual started to wonder, half way through his explanation, where the popcorn was. She was just so excited about the pain and torture that she would be going through, she was about to throw her fist in the air and yell 'BRING IT ON!'. Psh, this was great. And she was never one for pain, when she was younger, she cried when she used to scratch her knee or something of the sort. Of course, she had gotten much better at her pain tolerance and could handle more. But repeatedly? She wasn't sure that she was going to be able to handle herself then. Rayen sucked in a long, deep breath. Letting it out slowly when she was done. Great, so she wouldn't know when this was going to happen, only that it was going to for a while.
A few more questions added to her list in her head when he was done. Though she would wait a bit to voice them, she just wasn't in the mood for some of the answers that could be possible for her questions. Her hands rubbed her arms, not liking the feeling she had just felt, well, how long ago was that? How long did it take him to find her? Minutes, hours? She looked up, and it didn't seem like hours, so it had to be a few minutes. Great, so the possibility of another one of the changes happening soon was high. This was just perfect, amazingly perfect. As his eyes moved to look at something, she also turned her head to look. Though she saw nothing there, so maybe he was just thinking. But about what?
"I might just take you up on that offer." She said, knowing it would probably be easier to have someone there with her, even if it was a stranger. Though he wasn't quite the stranger any more, and she just had a feeling she was going to be around him a lot more in the future. That alone made her shift her weight to her right foot, and look down at the ground. His scent was still every where. It seemed to be a scent that liked to claim whatever it came near, and it certainly did that right now. She took even, deep breath's, filling her small lungs with the scent before she was actually going to say something else.
"You know, you smell rather nice." She said, smiling lightly before she laughed. Wow, through all of that, this was going to cause her to laugh. "I know that is random, but just though you should know." And I was trying to distract myself. She really wasn't looking forward to the furry limbs and ears. Heck, the paws and tail weren't something she was excited about. And she wasn't even sure what she looked like. Was she a wolf or a half-human thing that they showed in the movies? Jeez, she would rather be a large wolf, those other things were just quite strange. Well, stranger then the rest of the things going on. Though she was quite sure that her coat was going to be a dark black. She figured the color of her hair, seeing as Fenrir was still white when he turned into whatever he did back at the church.
She really couldn't remember what he looked like, she just saw a huge white thing before he bit her. That reminded her, he ruined one of her favorite shirts. She looked back up at him, before hearing a popping noise. She let out a groan of annoyance and pain. "Not again." She said, before she let out a yelp, falling to her knee's as another pop made her legs fill with pain. She felt her muscles spasm a few times, and she was sure they were growing. Another sickening pop came from her back, followed by her shoulders. Hurry up and be over She thought, letting out a few more moans of pain. She had screwed her eyes shut, but could feel something pushing through her skin, no doubt the fur. After more popping and changing, her moans turned into a dog-like whimper. She waited, hoping it would be over.
When it finally stopped, she let out a shaky breath. Her head resting on the ground, and her chest quivering. She was not going to like this, not at all. This was now truly hell. 'Welcome
A few more questions added to her list in her head when he was done. Though she would wait a bit to voice them, she just wasn't in the mood for some of the answers that could be possible for her questions. Her hands rubbed her arms, not liking the feeling she had just felt, well, how long ago was that? How long did it take him to find her? Minutes, hours? She looked up, and it didn't seem like hours, so it had to be a few minutes. Great, so the possibility of another one of the changes happening soon was high. This was just perfect, amazingly perfect. As his eyes moved to look at something, she also turned her head to look. Though she saw nothing there, so maybe he was just thinking. But about what?
"I might just take you up on that offer." She said, knowing it would probably be easier to have someone there with her, even if it was a stranger. Though he wasn't quite the stranger any more, and she just had a feeling she was going to be around him a lot more in the future. That alone made her shift her weight to her right foot, and look down at the ground. His scent was still every where. It seemed to be a scent that liked to claim whatever it came near, and it certainly did that right now. She took even, deep breath's, filling her small lungs with the scent before she was actually going to say something else.
"You know, you smell rather nice." She said, smiling lightly before she laughed. Wow, through all of that, this was going to cause her to laugh. "I know that is random, but just though you should know." And I was trying to distract myself. She really wasn't looking forward to the furry limbs and ears. Heck, the paws and tail weren't something she was excited about. And she wasn't even sure what she looked like. Was she a wolf or a half-human thing that they showed in the movies? Jeez, she would rather be a large wolf, those other things were just quite strange. Well, stranger then the rest of the things going on. Though she was quite sure that her coat was going to be a dark black. She figured the color of her hair, seeing as Fenrir was still white when he turned into whatever he did back at the church.
She really couldn't remember what he looked like, she just saw a huge white thing before he bit her. That reminded her, he ruined one of her favorite shirts. She looked back up at him, before hearing a popping noise. She let out a groan of annoyance and pain. "Not again." She said, before she let out a yelp, falling to her knee's as another pop made her legs fill with pain. She felt her muscles spasm a few times, and she was sure they were growing. Another sickening pop came from her back, followed by her shoulders. Hurry up and be over She thought, letting out a few more moans of pain. She had screwed her eyes shut, but could feel something pushing through her skin, no doubt the fur. After more popping and changing, her moans turned into a dog-like whimper. She waited, hoping it would be over.
When it finally stopped, she let out a shaky breath. Her head resting on the ground, and her chest quivering. She was not going to like this, not at all. This was now truly hell. 'Welcome
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