meanlilkitty
08-10-2007, 02:43 AM
Username: Meanlilkitty
GENERAL
Name: Tsukiko Chouko, Cho for short
Gender: female
Age: 18
School: Higashi High
School Clubs:
* concert band
* dance
Skill Stats:
* Stamina: 125
* Strength: 82
* Defense: 90
* Speed: 161
Total Skill Points: 458 SP (+ 2 tp)
Status: A class - Thorn Queen
Road: Sonia Road
A-T Information: Old handy-me-downs, her air treks are mostly black with some purple design work. Made like low-top inline skates, the style is ancient. Silver crazy-eyed skulls take the place of buckles on the three straps, her sisters (see history) emblem and symbol from her storm riding days. Both of her lavender rear wheels are actually the Thorn Regalia, another heir loom from her deceased sister.
Old Cho
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/meanlilkitty/chocopy.png
New Cho
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/meanlilkitty/cho-1.jpg
LOOKS
Eye Colour: Blue w/ a tinge of violet
Hair Colour: Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Height/Weight: 5'3" 110
Blood-type: A
Overall Appearance:
Cho has a mop of messy brown hair sitting atop her head, the bangs falling down to her chin to frame her heart shaped face. Not an unusual style, except for the two long tendrils that fall down past her knees on either side. There's a few ornaments she wears here and there, but the only continuous thing is a tiny silver locket. It's the only relic that she held onto of the mother she doesn't remember. For the most part that's hidden beneath her shirt though. Tall and slender, Cho has a dancers build. Though she looks graceful and elegant, she's anything but. A bit more on the clumsy side perhaps. As far as clothing goes, it's generally pretty laid back. Mostly earthy tones now a days, from t-shirts to halter tops, ripped up jeans to skirts, it varies. There's always the typical Higashi High uniform too. Oh, and she has a funky sock fetish.
PERSONALITY
Likes:
* ice cream
* starring up into the sky, especially on a clear night when all the stars are shining.
* getting lost in the moment
* the feel of the wind against her skin
Dislikes:
* slugs
* homework
* senseless cruelty
Hobbies:
* collecting dead butterflies
* playing the cello
* Being a storm rider
Fears:Dreaming
Goals:To live up to what she believes her sister would want of her
Overall Personality:
Cho's a cheerful bubbly individual with a carefree nature, a somewhat childlike demeanor. She likes to try to concentrate on the lighter side of life, just enjoying all the simple things. She tends to be a bit quirky and clumsy at times, and might even seem a bit spacey, but she's well aware of what goes on around her when she tries and when she brings her head out of the clouds she can be quite focussed and determined. For the most part, she's pretty naive when it comes to the opposite sex, but becomes overly flustered with them at times. She's never been one to have a lot of friends, too content in her own little world, but she's beginning to become close with some of her fellow storm riders, for better or worse. It seems that all of the events of her life at current are stirring up things within her that were long forgotten.
HISTORY
Birthplace: Tokyo
Birthdate: October 31
Birthtime: 12:01 a.m.
Parents: Noboru and Miku, mother's deceased.
Siblings: 23 year old sister, Yukiko (killed by Arashi)
Overall History:
Cho's lived with her sister for the majority of her life, not really knowing her mother or father. When she was young she witnessed her father brutally murder her mother, he was going after Cho and her sister but the mother got in the way. It's a memory that's been long suppressed, one she's never been able to face. Everything from her life with him has long been blocked from her mind. Her older sister remembers, but won't talk about any of it. That's okay by Cho though, she'd rather not hear it. Apparently he'd been some kind of scientist at a secret research facility and his work had drove him over the edge. He's currently locked up in a Asylum outside of Tokyo.
They had lived with some family friends until Yukiko was able to work and support the two of them. Now both live in their tiny apartment, the eldest either always at work or school. Yukiko use to be a storm rider, and a pretty good one from what she's said. There was one time when Yukiko had gone to visit their father, and that day she'd given up Air Trek forever. It's another one of those things she'll never talk about.
EXTRA
Extra:
She's studied dance for the good part of her life, and you can see it when she rides. That's where a lot of her moves and tricks come from.
She also has a natural nack for Tuning, even though it's not the path she's chosen to follow. So she could be a possible tuner.
Yukiko, her sister, was the old Thorn Queen. She retired after learning the truth about their father, that he was one of the scientist who experimented with ATs and children. While she no longer rides, she does keep her eyes and ears out in the storm rider's world, and knows most of what's going on. The current Fang King is an old friend of hers, they rode together back in the day. While she's not particular fond of her baby sister riding, she's decided to pass the Thorn Regalia on to her, placing it in her care.
Right before her 17th birthday, her sister was slaughtered by Arashi, a true menace to the storm riding world. It wasn't a pretty sight at all, her sister ending up a bloody mess on the roof top. Even if Cho doesn't show it outwardly, things are boiling up inside of her, waiting to be released. A darker presence that's ready to fight, which will probably end up saving her eventually, seeing as the person she is now really isn't much of a fighter.
Roleplay Sample:
Small fingers reached down to pick up a frail object, an orange butterfly. It lay still, having already fluttered through the air for the last time. What a find, only a little tear on the right wing. Cho lifted it to her face, bringing it close.
"I think I can find a nice spot for you at home, you'll have plenty of friends there," she smile brightly at the dead creature. As she continued to talk to it a gust of wind brushed through her hair, causing her to look up.
Two figures flew from a nearby building top, their arms spread in ecstasy as they soared through air.
"Huh," her mouth fell open as she stared, then she turned to her find, "do you think I could fly like that? Hmm? Oh no, you can't go with me, you're kinda dead. No offense, but you are. I'll just drop you off at home."
Gently, she tucked away her treasure in the little bag she wore over her shoulder and hopped along. It wasn't long after that she found herself standing on the roof of her apartment, a pair of old A-T's strapped to her feet. An instruction manual was held loosely in one hand, it's pages flapping in the light breeze.
Cho took a deep breath and let the booklet fall to the ground, it was now or never. Gently at first, she put pressure on her heels and began to accelerate. The edge was drawing nearer and before she knew it she was sailing through the air for the first time.
It was unlike any thing, a total sense of weightless freedom. She marveled in the sensation of the wind on her face. As her eyes began to open she came to a sudden realization...
...the ground was really far down.
A good fifteen minutes later she came stumbling out of the alley, a banana peel sticking to the top of her head. If it hadn't of been for that dumpster, well, she didn't want to think about that. She stood there on her wobbly scratched up legs, thinking back to what it had been like before she'd fallen. Next time maybe she'd start off with something smaller.
GENERAL
Name: Tsukiko Chouko, Cho for short
Gender: female
Age: 18
School: Higashi High
School Clubs:
* concert band
* dance
Skill Stats:
* Stamina: 125
* Strength: 82
* Defense: 90
* Speed: 161
Total Skill Points: 458 SP (+ 2 tp)
Status: A class - Thorn Queen
Road: Sonia Road
A-T Information: Old handy-me-downs, her air treks are mostly black with some purple design work. Made like low-top inline skates, the style is ancient. Silver crazy-eyed skulls take the place of buckles on the three straps, her sisters (see history) emblem and symbol from her storm riding days. Both of her lavender rear wheels are actually the Thorn Regalia, another heir loom from her deceased sister.
Old Cho
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/meanlilkitty/chocopy.png
New Cho
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v731/meanlilkitty/cho-1.jpg
LOOKS
Eye Colour: Blue w/ a tinge of violet
Hair Colour: Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Height/Weight: 5'3" 110
Blood-type: A
Overall Appearance:
Cho has a mop of messy brown hair sitting atop her head, the bangs falling down to her chin to frame her heart shaped face. Not an unusual style, except for the two long tendrils that fall down past her knees on either side. There's a few ornaments she wears here and there, but the only continuous thing is a tiny silver locket. It's the only relic that she held onto of the mother she doesn't remember. For the most part that's hidden beneath her shirt though. Tall and slender, Cho has a dancers build. Though she looks graceful and elegant, she's anything but. A bit more on the clumsy side perhaps. As far as clothing goes, it's generally pretty laid back. Mostly earthy tones now a days, from t-shirts to halter tops, ripped up jeans to skirts, it varies. There's always the typical Higashi High uniform too. Oh, and she has a funky sock fetish.
PERSONALITY
Likes:
* ice cream
* starring up into the sky, especially on a clear night when all the stars are shining.
* getting lost in the moment
* the feel of the wind against her skin
Dislikes:
* slugs
* homework
* senseless cruelty
Hobbies:
* collecting dead butterflies
* playing the cello
* Being a storm rider
Fears:Dreaming
Goals:To live up to what she believes her sister would want of her
Overall Personality:
Cho's a cheerful bubbly individual with a carefree nature, a somewhat childlike demeanor. She likes to try to concentrate on the lighter side of life, just enjoying all the simple things. She tends to be a bit quirky and clumsy at times, and might even seem a bit spacey, but she's well aware of what goes on around her when she tries and when she brings her head out of the clouds she can be quite focussed and determined. For the most part, she's pretty naive when it comes to the opposite sex, but becomes overly flustered with them at times. She's never been one to have a lot of friends, too content in her own little world, but she's beginning to become close with some of her fellow storm riders, for better or worse. It seems that all of the events of her life at current are stirring up things within her that were long forgotten.
HISTORY
Birthplace: Tokyo
Birthdate: October 31
Birthtime: 12:01 a.m.
Parents: Noboru and Miku, mother's deceased.
Siblings: 23 year old sister, Yukiko (killed by Arashi)
Overall History:
Cho's lived with her sister for the majority of her life, not really knowing her mother or father. When she was young she witnessed her father brutally murder her mother, he was going after Cho and her sister but the mother got in the way. It's a memory that's been long suppressed, one she's never been able to face. Everything from her life with him has long been blocked from her mind. Her older sister remembers, but won't talk about any of it. That's okay by Cho though, she'd rather not hear it. Apparently he'd been some kind of scientist at a secret research facility and his work had drove him over the edge. He's currently locked up in a Asylum outside of Tokyo.
They had lived with some family friends until Yukiko was able to work and support the two of them. Now both live in their tiny apartment, the eldest either always at work or school. Yukiko use to be a storm rider, and a pretty good one from what she's said. There was one time when Yukiko had gone to visit their father, and that day she'd given up Air Trek forever. It's another one of those things she'll never talk about.
EXTRA
Extra:
She's studied dance for the good part of her life, and you can see it when she rides. That's where a lot of her moves and tricks come from.
She also has a natural nack for Tuning, even though it's not the path she's chosen to follow. So she could be a possible tuner.
Yukiko, her sister, was the old Thorn Queen. She retired after learning the truth about their father, that he was one of the scientist who experimented with ATs and children. While she no longer rides, she does keep her eyes and ears out in the storm rider's world, and knows most of what's going on. The current Fang King is an old friend of hers, they rode together back in the day. While she's not particular fond of her baby sister riding, she's decided to pass the Thorn Regalia on to her, placing it in her care.
Right before her 17th birthday, her sister was slaughtered by Arashi, a true menace to the storm riding world. It wasn't a pretty sight at all, her sister ending up a bloody mess on the roof top. Even if Cho doesn't show it outwardly, things are boiling up inside of her, waiting to be released. A darker presence that's ready to fight, which will probably end up saving her eventually, seeing as the person she is now really isn't much of a fighter.
Roleplay Sample:
Small fingers reached down to pick up a frail object, an orange butterfly. It lay still, having already fluttered through the air for the last time. What a find, only a little tear on the right wing. Cho lifted it to her face, bringing it close.
"I think I can find a nice spot for you at home, you'll have plenty of friends there," she smile brightly at the dead creature. As she continued to talk to it a gust of wind brushed through her hair, causing her to look up.
Two figures flew from a nearby building top, their arms spread in ecstasy as they soared through air.
"Huh," her mouth fell open as she stared, then she turned to her find, "do you think I could fly like that? Hmm? Oh no, you can't go with me, you're kinda dead. No offense, but you are. I'll just drop you off at home."
Gently, she tucked away her treasure in the little bag she wore over her shoulder and hopped along. It wasn't long after that she found herself standing on the roof of her apartment, a pair of old A-T's strapped to her feet. An instruction manual was held loosely in one hand, it's pages flapping in the light breeze.
Cho took a deep breath and let the booklet fall to the ground, it was now or never. Gently at first, she put pressure on her heels and began to accelerate. The edge was drawing nearer and before she knew it she was sailing through the air for the first time.
It was unlike any thing, a total sense of weightless freedom. She marveled in the sensation of the wind on her face. As her eyes began to open she came to a sudden realization...
...the ground was really far down.
A good fifteen minutes later she came stumbling out of the alley, a banana peel sticking to the top of her head. If it hadn't of been for that dumpster, well, she didn't want to think about that. She stood there on her wobbly scratched up legs, thinking back to what it had been like before she'd fallen. Next time maybe she'd start off with something smaller.