Post by shiloxrikazawa on Sept 5, 2008 23:27:38 GMT -5
Your Username:shiloxrikazawa
Age: 15
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CHARACTER
Basics
Character's Full Name: Shilo Rikazawa
Nicknames: Shilo, Shy-shy
Character Gender: Female
Character's Age: 16
Birthdate: October 15th
Employment: Waitress
Deck: animal and effect
Appearance: Shilo has silver hair that is shoulder length. About 5' 4" in height. Small waist .White/ grey eyes. (Chemicals fell in her eyes as a child and changed their color) Usually wears open stuff such as school uniform skirts- just for fashion. normal skater shoes.
History:
Originally from Romania, but had to move, due to half the people hating her for an unwanted incident. Comes from a family of 5, she's the only girl in her family line, other than her mother (deceased). Her brothers all work in Japan, and often check up on her. Her father, remains in their old castle home, in Transylvania. Shilo's mother died in child birth, but during her pregnancy, she made several small plushies, that Shilo eventually received. At the age of seven, she started taking ninja lessons from her father, since all her brothers knew them. She was eventually introduced to motorcycles, and got her own for her 15th birthday.
Personality: Shilo is usually out-going. It's not often she dwells on her past. Occasionally, she's comment about how much she was hated in her home country, but again, not often. It doesn't really matter what happens to her in some cases, Shilo just bounces right back.She tries to where a smile, but she does get irritated. She is sweet, all in all. Since she was never really raised 'correctly', she sometimes has a problem with people who invade in her space, without introducing them self. Shilo has a nasty habit of being a bit over-protective sometimes-courtesy of her three older brothers. Shilo is rather- blunt though. But otherwise, she's a fast learner.
Lists
Strengths:
Weaknesses: Heat, cramps
Likes: Candy, cute guys, video games, desserts, baking, cooking, cleaning
Dislikes: Jerks, girly things, being alone, sushi
Fears:
Extras
Abilities: sword-fighting,hand-to-hand, ninja skills, hacking
Extra: If she runs too fast or far, she starts hacking up blood.
Roleplay Sample:
"You're going to be perfectly fine, sister.(I hope)"
"Remember- you're a RIKAZAWA. We adapt, darling."
"Indeed- now- don't get in trouble now-"
They left her there, at her new apartment. It was pouring outside, and they had gotten there and left, with out the anger of the rain, even touching them in the slightest. She sighed, turning and entering her apartment. Silence, engulfed her mercilessly, the only comforting sound, was the rain beggining on the windows of her new two-story apartment. How wasteful. She's never understood the reasons for having more than one story houses. She supposed if she had saw one, she'd be rather excited about it.
Normal people- did not get excited over these little things. Sheltered and hated people- often did, as she had came to realize. Her brothers were cold- leaving her to unpack by herself. She eventually, came upon her cell phone, as she un packed and organized everything. This piece of technology...was crap. What use was it, if she had no friends too call? again- POINTLESS. Need she stress it more. She stood up, ignoring what she should be doing, and grabbing her keys. The door shut behind her, leaving the room empty. She pressed her back to the white wood of her door, thinking, where she could go. The fur hood of her thick parka-like jacket, was pulled over her head, as she jumped over the railing of her floor, to the parking lot- 2 stories down.
She landed, mentally closing her eyes, letting her toes lead her body in a graceful dance, to where fate wished her. When she pulled her soul back to her now hollow shell of a body, making her what some would call 'complete', once more. She found herself in an alley. She closed her eyes, standing there, letting the rain pour down on her jacket. She didn't reply on destiny- or fate- or the gods. She just- let herself go- from time to time. She looked down emotionless, seeing something sticking out behind a dumpster, making her walk up to in in curiosity, before she gasped. Someone- a white-haired boy- was sitting there.
"Oh, you poor thing!" She said, removing her jacket, and putting it over him, helping him to his feet. He looked completely terrible. Her brothers wouldn't care- if she brought home someone. After all- she needed some company in her apartment- even if it was just for the moment being.
"Remember- you're a RIKAZAWA. We adapt, darling."
"Indeed- now- don't get in trouble now-"
They left her there, at her new apartment. It was pouring outside, and they had gotten there and left, with out the anger of the rain, even touching them in the slightest. She sighed, turning and entering her apartment. Silence, engulfed her mercilessly, the only comforting sound, was the rain beggining on the windows of her new two-story apartment. How wasteful. She's never understood the reasons for having more than one story houses. She supposed if she had saw one, she'd be rather excited about it.
Normal people- did not get excited over these little things. Sheltered and hated people- often did, as she had came to realize. Her brothers were cold- leaving her to unpack by herself. She eventually, came upon her cell phone, as she un packed and organized everything. This piece of technology...was crap. What use was it, if she had no friends too call? again- POINTLESS. Need she stress it more. She stood up, ignoring what she should be doing, and grabbing her keys. The door shut behind her, leaving the room empty. She pressed her back to the white wood of her door, thinking, where she could go. The fur hood of her thick parka-like jacket, was pulled over her head, as she jumped over the railing of her floor, to the parking lot- 2 stories down.
She landed, mentally closing her eyes, letting her toes lead her body in a graceful dance, to where fate wished her. When she pulled her soul back to her now hollow shell of a body, making her what some would call 'complete', once more. She found herself in an alley. She closed her eyes, standing there, letting the rain pour down on her jacket. She didn't reply on destiny- or fate- or the gods. She just- let herself go- from time to time. She looked down emotionless, seeing something sticking out behind a dumpster, making her walk up to in in curiosity, before she gasped. Someone- a white-haired boy- was sitting there.
"Oh, you poor thing!" She said, removing her jacket, and putting it over him, helping him to his feet. He looked completely terrible. Her brothers wouldn't care- if she brought home someone. After all- she needed some company in her apartment- even if it was just for the moment being.