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 |  Subject: Kayuki Hirasaka  Sat Apr 14, 2012 11:45 pm | |
| KAYUKI HIRASAKA |BASICS|
Name: Kayuki Rin Hirasaka
Age: 17
Birthplace: Fire Nation Capital
Current Residence: Fire Nation Colonies
Rank: Bender
Element: Fire
Pets: None
Weapons: Kayuki is a weapons specialist, so she owns several different types of weapons. Her two favorites are :
-A pair of metal gloves worn under the sleeves of her kimono. They shoot projectiles such as chains, kunai, poisoned darts, Ect. They are black, easy to conceal and have plenty of compartments to store each projectile. She favors the chains the most as they can wrap around a body and keep them at a stand still. Also good for movement purposes.
-Then she also owns a pair of large silver metal plated fans. They are sharpened daily and can cut clean through a person's limb. However they are made of a lightweight metal material, crafted by her father's grandfather, and passed down to her.
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Birthday: December 1st
Blood type: A-
Hobbies: Kayuki has a vivid Singing voice, and when alone she lets it all out. It is really her only talent that doesn't involve violence, weapons, sarcasm, and killing people.
Quirks: Kayuki, is a Schizo. She has a voice in the back of her mind, which may be where she gets her blood lust from.
Character Theme: " My Heart is Broken " Evanescence
|APPEARANCE|
- Spoiler:
At one glance, Kayuki would almost appear as a mirage, something that could only be found in the mind. A picture of beauty, and grace. To some, she is a figment of their imagination, Because, Can beauty really appear like this? Beauty is often a trap, leading to a death far worse than most. A poison blade from the dark, or a masked crusader coming for your head.
In most cases that is true, but Kayuki, isn't a a sign of immanent pain and suffering, she is a ray of sunshine in the dark.
An angelic sculpture, surrounded by colors of cloth, a variety of tones in her Kimono, and a sweet captured vision of peace and hope. Kayuki has a usual attire of colored dresses, that fall to her knees like waves on a sandy beach. Her long hair gently draping over her shoulders in straight strands that were as soft and as a Lilly petal.
Pink, flowing around her body, as the wind picked up the small strands, carrying them off. The same Pink color that had so many captivated, her hypnotic eyes entrancing them and inviting them closer. Pale, soft color, between black blankets of eyelashes, and violet highlights circling her pupil. Full, plump red lips, plush and soft, like a breeze caressing your skin. Toned, long legs; Skin that felt like new green grass, curves on her body that flowed like a slow river.
Death, could this be it? Is this the last image to be in my mind forever? In the eye of the beholder, Death can be tricky, and Beauty is the stronger hallucinate of time, So what does that bring Kayuki?
|CHARACTERISTICS|
Personality: Kayuki is very interesting, her appearance really doesn't give her any slack for her personality. Most expect a stuck up girl, who really puts their appearance to use. Wooing men and breaking but in all actuallity, Kayuki is a lone frail rose, in a sea of hopeless ash. She is a optimistic person, with horrific like thoughts, thinking of the evil in the world, hoping for what wont happen, there is a dark over everything, and Everyday her follower, Oliver, will tell her this.
Oliver is a form of her, which she named, a voice in her mind, as if he was there next to her. Oliver met her as a child, and has stayed by her side for many many years, helping her, and guiding her along her way. He is the reason she acts the way she does, why she is quiet, but also curious as to how the world works. Growing up with him next to her, caused her to be a rather skeptic person when it came to people, but optimistic about the world and its contents.
Kayuki is the best of both worlds, she can be nice and mercifull, but other times she will decimate a entire villiage. She likes to be good , yet there is something more. Kayuki has a heart to fight. It just gets her blood pumping, and her heart racing. She doesn't do it if unnecessary, but whenever that chance comes along, she gets that urge, and cant hold it back. She is agile, and with speed, can stop them in their tracks before they move. She is very playfull, and laughs during a spat, thinking of it as a game more than a battle.
With Beauty, and the poisonous sting of a scorpion, can Kayuki really be considered as Death, or does her caring nature get ahead of that?
Personal Strengths:
- Martial Arts
- Weapons Abilities
- Intelligence
Personal Weaknesses:
- Migraines ( due to her following "Voice" )
- Strength ( She isn't too strong )
Personal Hero: None
Dreams and Ambitions: To cure her Craziness
Likes:
- The Moon, and Star Gazing
- Discovering New Things
- Animals
- Nature
- Tea
- Fighting
Dislikes:
- When its Too Sunny Outside
- Perverts
- Sarcasm
- Mean People
- Losing Fights
Brief History:Kayuki's upbringing isnt quite a happy one, but no childs life is, but in the eyes of others, she seemed to suffer the worst. She had been the bringer of her mothers death, she was born prematurely, and the doctors had been unable to stop the bleeding, and her mother faded out. Kayuki's father had tried to raise her the best he could, being all alone with this girl, The girl with Pink Eyes. Her grandparents kept her all the time they could give, Days, Nights, Weeks, Months, untill she was of age that she could stay home alone.
Her grandma once said to her, that when he lost his wife, her mother, that he fell into darkness. Grew into a Wh*re, and gave up. Cursing Kayuki for killing his beautifull love. He hated her most, becuase she was a image of her. She had violet eyes, Long blonde hair, and a beautifull entrancing figure. She was a angel, given to her father in a time of need. He said that she had given him hope, and turned his life right side up again. But nothing good lasts forever right?
Kayuki spent her days cleaning, and preparing meals for her father, cleaning his clothes, and fetching him beer. Kayuki had grown up in a tiny apartment, her Father takin up the bedroom, with whichever women he had over that night. She slept on the couch, waking up, fixing breakfast, and feeding her hard working father. She lived in poverty, eating what she could, but never enough, cleaning and trying to keep her father happy, shooing out the whores that wanted to stay. It wasnt pleasant, she was only a child, but she had grown mature for her age.
She worked hard for the little they had, and she wanted to help him anyway she could. Yet, after all the good she did for him, he still hated her, and cursed her. Finally throwing her out into the world at a young age. She was eleven years of age, Cold, hungry, and frantically trying to survive. This was when he had discovered this poor girl. A Voice, He was curious as to how this pale, beautifull small child had gotten out here, why she was crying, and why she looked like she was all alone. He wasn't like other imaginings from other crazy people. This one was calm, and wasn't trying to convince her the world was cruel and trying to kill her. This voice was calm, and tried to teach her things, tried to open up her eyes, and in a way, she did.
This Voice inside her mind, In which Kayuki called Oliver, decided to care for her anyway he could, looking after her, giving advice, being there for her to talk to, be her friend. He found her placed to stay, told her how to survive. Together they had grown, creating a beautiful connection that only few could obtain. Of course due to their nature, being stubborn jackasses, they often would fight about what is best, but then find out later, both of them were wrong. He had been there for her, when she was learning to bend, when she became skilled with her weapons. She was a natural at killing, and his blood thirst corrupted her. A sweet innocent girl was forced to become a killer.
Kayuki was about to turn seventeen, and on a nice sunny morning she was walking the streets looking over the food delicacies that awaited her. She had made friends with many of these vendors and they often gave away things that weren't completely right for sale. Kayuki smelled over the air and sighed, however, in a flash she tensed up, in the corner of her eye stood her mother. The woman she had seen in pictures, in paintings, the woman who Kayuki spent hours just studying every detail of her face. The woman that Kayuki resembled. Except something wasn't right about her, then she realized, what she was looking at was the spirit of her mother. Kayuki walked away, motioning for her to follow them, but in a place more secret.
In a dark alley, they stopped, and Kayuki leaned against the wall and held her hands in her lap. " Hello Mother," She muttered out, The ghost just let a tear fall, her hand graze over Kayuki's cheek and it left. Understandable, Kayuki left the other direction, and to this day she has never visited that place again.
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