Post by mocha on Jun 11, 2012 2:22:57 GMT -5
MAIN USERNAME:
Mocha
LOYALIST / FREELANCER / ROLEPLAY-ONLY: roleplay-only
CHARACTER NAME: Mocha Koori
RACE: human
CLASS: Meister
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
APPEARANCE:
She has a soft rounded face like that of a child. Her eyes are large and round, painted red and smothered in fear. Her nose is small and rounded and her lips, a thin and always covered in chap stick since she is always chewing on them. She hardly ever makes eye contact and her eyes seem to stare right through you when she does. Her body language is tight and awkward, and her fingers are almost always twitching. She has many scars and is often covered in bruises. It isn't uncommon to find her wrapped in bandages.
Her hair is long and reaches down to her mid-back. Her hair is always messy, as she can't control the layers of waves a curls mixed together. The effect is she looks kind of like a porcupine. Her hair often sticks up in strange places and fights to cover her eyes. Strangely her hair is covered in white barrettes, that get tangled in her messy hair, and look a lot like vanilla sprinkles.
Mocha is a vertically challenged girl. She only reaches 4'10” and she is very skinny. Her limbs are long and bony, but you can see the slight layer of muscle underneath her dark ivory skin. For a young woman of sixteen she doesn't show any development really, and the little she has is hidden under baggy clothes. She could easily be mistaken for a little child. For a short girl she is lanky, just lacks the height to complete the definition.
Her clothing choices are a thin white camisole with a large tan sweater. It hides most of her upper body but slides off her thing shoulders constantly. It puffs up around her arms and covers most of her hand. She often has to pull it up to keep from it covering her whole hand and falling down completely. Underneath she wears a flared red skirt a lot like one commonly found in a Japanese school. Hooked onto the waist part is a small white kitten key-chain, and it is almost always hidden under her sweater. She wears a pair of brown leggings over her skinny legs. On top of the leggings are the wraps used to cover her sprains that seem to always constantly appear. She wears a pair of baggy, dirty white leg warmers. The cover most of her calves, and pool over and around her feet. Over her feet are a pair of brown shoes from her old Japanese school.
CURRENT PARTNER(S):
MADNESS THEME: none
ABILITIES:
ABILITY NAME: Soul perception(theme)
TYPE: active
STRENGTH: average
KEYWORDS: soul , small ranged
DESCRIPTION: ability to see and hear nearby souls. It can be used to gauge their power and get a small idea of their personality. It cannot see through a witch's soul protect, or be used in long distance searching.
EQUIPMENT: none at the moment
MINIONS:
VEHICLES: she owns a basic pair of roller blades and a skateboard.
LOYALTY: Shibusen
KEY ATTRIBUTES:
Strengths:
-Speed
-Strategy
Weaknesses:
-Over-exerting herself causes her to puke and eventually collapse
-Very low pain threshold
PERSONALITY: Mocha is a sweet, kind, and strange girl. She will always be there when you need her, but when it's something really important like a mission you can have a hard time finding her. Than when she does pop up it's in the strangest place you could imagine. She really loves making others happy, and will try and crack a joke even if she's covered in her own blood and dying. She's just that kind of person.
She is on the other hand very shy and nervous. In fact she is so nervous she constantly clips white barrettes in her hair.(only white she refuses to use any other color.) She can be rather jumpy around people, and trips over almost every single word. Don't expect her to trust you right away, she has trust issues due to past experiences. If she does end up trusting you she can become very attached, and she'll have small separation issues. She can be kind of needy, but she loves to give and give. Now if this trust is broken, don't expect to ever get it back. Once it's gone it's gone, and this girl can really hold a grudge.
As she was raised by two males, you can expect she's a major tomboy. She loves to climb trees, skateboard, hand upside down from various things, and rollerblading. Her only issues is she is super clumsy and often falls off of things, and walls “jump” in front of her. She seems to get along better with guys better than other females. As she has found females are more likely to stab you in the back.
Mocha a plenty of strange fears. The weirdest being her utter fear of the color green. It's at the point where she's afraid to touch grass. She can't even eat anything that color, and will carefully make sure the leaves are cut off her strawberries. She has to take a lot of vitamins because of this. Another is her fear of spicy foods, since this is the type of food that makes her the sickest. She also has a fear of peanuts as she is severely allergic to them. She has to carry around and epipen just in case she eats one. Last is an actually common fear. She has a phobia of the darkness, and will pass out if left in a dark room too long.
HISTORY: Mocha as a young child was afraid of everything. From dirt to bugs, to even germs. This caused her health to lower by a major amount. The only doctor that was willing to take her as a patient was in lower japan away from where her family currently lived. To avoid constant long car rides, her eldest brother moved with her and the middle brother. The moved into the same town, and Mocha's health increased. It would never be like a normal person's though. She developed a problem with her weight, often puking up food after she ate, or pushed her body to hard. Even so she often ate huge quantities of food on a good day. Her doctor had her on a special diet, and she was living like a normal girl. Despite her strange fear of green.
Mocha attended a school populated by mostly boys. The girls were mostly made of stalker fan-girls, major preps, and stuck up little American transfers. Mocha found herself cast out of the females and turned to the guys instead where she fit in better. So most of her friends were guys, and most of them loved her to death like a little sister. They could all get pretty protective of her too. Sure not everybody loved her, but she ignored the ones who spoke to her in mean ways and she focused on her friends.
Her parents having both been retired metiers had taught their sons a few tricks. Her eldest brother found that Mocha had a small talent at finding people near by. He was than able to teach her to harness and control the power. This power of course being soul perception. Mocha practiced hard and often, using it at school to see the souls of others. After awhile she found if she listened hard enough she could hear others souls'. They sounded like different instruments depending on their power.
At around age thirteen it was clear she wasn't getting any bigger. It wasn't a biggie to her, and her friends. They still played rough, and went skateboarding. It wasn't a problem until they had to move to stay close to her doctor. A new school, and new people. A tiny girl like her did not fit in at all. Now she was surrounded by high end high school kids who that of a girl like her as nothing. She was teased, poked at, and all around hated. She never understood what she did wrong, and became unattached from the world around her. In a desperate attempt to keep her like she was her brothers would hang out with her at arcades, and bring her to rollerblading rinks. It just wasn't the same though, and her personality changed. She became attached to familiars, and held tight to the few friends she had. She became nervous and jumpy. Everything started to scare her again. Her health spiked downward, and she was put on depression medication. Even as she started getting better, she formed a strange attachment to coffee. She loved coffee, and drank it often. Coffee and water, anything else she refused.
Age sixteen was rolling around. It was a normal day like any other. She was pushing arcade damage buttons and yelling at the game when it ate her money. Her brother that day won a small white kitten key-chain. Her brother gave it to her, and they were about to leave to get ice cream like normal. Unlike normal though a man with a gun burst through the doors and locked onto Mocha, screaming to give him money or the little girl would die. Her brother threw himself at the man before she could protest. He fought and struggled with the man, but was shot in the chest right before the police arrived.
Scarred and confused, her angry brother threw her out. Mocha didn't knew what else to do. So in a desperate attempt she ran to the only place she knew she could go to forget her problems. Shibusen. The academy her parents trained in, were raised in, had lived, and had met. It was the only place she thought could teach her to be whole again.
MORE INFO:
Mocha
LOYALIST / FREELANCER / ROLEPLAY-ONLY: roleplay-only
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CHARACTER NAME: Mocha Koori
RACE: human
CLASS: Meister
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
APPEARANCE:
She has a soft rounded face like that of a child. Her eyes are large and round, painted red and smothered in fear. Her nose is small and rounded and her lips, a thin and always covered in chap stick since she is always chewing on them. She hardly ever makes eye contact and her eyes seem to stare right through you when she does. Her body language is tight and awkward, and her fingers are almost always twitching. She has many scars and is often covered in bruises. It isn't uncommon to find her wrapped in bandages.
Her hair is long and reaches down to her mid-back. Her hair is always messy, as she can't control the layers of waves a curls mixed together. The effect is she looks kind of like a porcupine. Her hair often sticks up in strange places and fights to cover her eyes. Strangely her hair is covered in white barrettes, that get tangled in her messy hair, and look a lot like vanilla sprinkles.
Mocha is a vertically challenged girl. She only reaches 4'10” and she is very skinny. Her limbs are long and bony, but you can see the slight layer of muscle underneath her dark ivory skin. For a young woman of sixteen she doesn't show any development really, and the little she has is hidden under baggy clothes. She could easily be mistaken for a little child. For a short girl she is lanky, just lacks the height to complete the definition.
Her clothing choices are a thin white camisole with a large tan sweater. It hides most of her upper body but slides off her thing shoulders constantly. It puffs up around her arms and covers most of her hand. She often has to pull it up to keep from it covering her whole hand and falling down completely. Underneath she wears a flared red skirt a lot like one commonly found in a Japanese school. Hooked onto the waist part is a small white kitten key-chain, and it is almost always hidden under her sweater. She wears a pair of brown leggings over her skinny legs. On top of the leggings are the wraps used to cover her sprains that seem to always constantly appear. She wears a pair of baggy, dirty white leg warmers. The cover most of her calves, and pool over and around her feet. Over her feet are a pair of brown shoes from her old Japanese school.
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CURRENT PARTNER(S):
MADNESS THEME: none
- - -
ABILITIES:
ABILITY NAME: Soul perception(theme)
TYPE: active
STRENGTH: average
KEYWORDS: soul , small ranged
DESCRIPTION: ability to see and hear nearby souls. It can be used to gauge their power and get a small idea of their personality. It cannot see through a witch's soul protect, or be used in long distance searching.
EQUIPMENT: none at the moment
MINIONS:
VEHICLES: she owns a basic pair of roller blades and a skateboard.
- - -
LOYALTY: Shibusen
KEY ATTRIBUTES:
Strengths:
-Speed
-Strategy
Weaknesses:
-Over-exerting herself causes her to puke and eventually collapse
-Very low pain threshold
PERSONALITY: Mocha is a sweet, kind, and strange girl. She will always be there when you need her, but when it's something really important like a mission you can have a hard time finding her. Than when she does pop up it's in the strangest place you could imagine. She really loves making others happy, and will try and crack a joke even if she's covered in her own blood and dying. She's just that kind of person.
She is on the other hand very shy and nervous. In fact she is so nervous she constantly clips white barrettes in her hair.(only white she refuses to use any other color.) She can be rather jumpy around people, and trips over almost every single word. Don't expect her to trust you right away, she has trust issues due to past experiences. If she does end up trusting you she can become very attached, and she'll have small separation issues. She can be kind of needy, but she loves to give and give. Now if this trust is broken, don't expect to ever get it back. Once it's gone it's gone, and this girl can really hold a grudge.
As she was raised by two males, you can expect she's a major tomboy. She loves to climb trees, skateboard, hand upside down from various things, and rollerblading. Her only issues is she is super clumsy and often falls off of things, and walls “jump” in front of her. She seems to get along better with guys better than other females. As she has found females are more likely to stab you in the back.
Mocha a plenty of strange fears. The weirdest being her utter fear of the color green. It's at the point where she's afraid to touch grass. She can't even eat anything that color, and will carefully make sure the leaves are cut off her strawberries. She has to take a lot of vitamins because of this. Another is her fear of spicy foods, since this is the type of food that makes her the sickest. She also has a fear of peanuts as she is severely allergic to them. She has to carry around and epipen just in case she eats one. Last is an actually common fear. She has a phobia of the darkness, and will pass out if left in a dark room too long.
HISTORY: Mocha as a young child was afraid of everything. From dirt to bugs, to even germs. This caused her health to lower by a major amount. The only doctor that was willing to take her as a patient was in lower japan away from where her family currently lived. To avoid constant long car rides, her eldest brother moved with her and the middle brother. The moved into the same town, and Mocha's health increased. It would never be like a normal person's though. She developed a problem with her weight, often puking up food after she ate, or pushed her body to hard. Even so she often ate huge quantities of food on a good day. Her doctor had her on a special diet, and she was living like a normal girl. Despite her strange fear of green.
Mocha attended a school populated by mostly boys. The girls were mostly made of stalker fan-girls, major preps, and stuck up little American transfers. Mocha found herself cast out of the females and turned to the guys instead where she fit in better. So most of her friends were guys, and most of them loved her to death like a little sister. They could all get pretty protective of her too. Sure not everybody loved her, but she ignored the ones who spoke to her in mean ways and she focused on her friends.
Her parents having both been retired metiers had taught their sons a few tricks. Her eldest brother found that Mocha had a small talent at finding people near by. He was than able to teach her to harness and control the power. This power of course being soul perception. Mocha practiced hard and often, using it at school to see the souls of others. After awhile she found if she listened hard enough she could hear others souls'. They sounded like different instruments depending on their power.
At around age thirteen it was clear she wasn't getting any bigger. It wasn't a biggie to her, and her friends. They still played rough, and went skateboarding. It wasn't a problem until they had to move to stay close to her doctor. A new school, and new people. A tiny girl like her did not fit in at all. Now she was surrounded by high end high school kids who that of a girl like her as nothing. She was teased, poked at, and all around hated. She never understood what she did wrong, and became unattached from the world around her. In a desperate attempt to keep her like she was her brothers would hang out with her at arcades, and bring her to rollerblading rinks. It just wasn't the same though, and her personality changed. She became attached to familiars, and held tight to the few friends she had. She became nervous and jumpy. Everything started to scare her again. Her health spiked downward, and she was put on depression medication. Even as she started getting better, she formed a strange attachment to coffee. She loved coffee, and drank it often. Coffee and water, anything else she refused.
Age sixteen was rolling around. It was a normal day like any other. She was pushing arcade damage buttons and yelling at the game when it ate her money. Her brother that day won a small white kitten key-chain. Her brother gave it to her, and they were about to leave to get ice cream like normal. Unlike normal though a man with a gun burst through the doors and locked onto Mocha, screaming to give him money or the little girl would die. Her brother threw himself at the man before she could protest. He fought and struggled with the man, but was shot in the chest right before the police arrived.
Scarred and confused, her angry brother threw her out. Mocha didn't knew what else to do. So in a desperate attempt she ran to the only place she knew she could go to forget her problems. Shibusen. The academy her parents trained in, were raised in, had lived, and had met. It was the only place she thought could teach her to be whole again.
MORE INFO:
