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Yokai Academy Stuff (pt I) |
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(First-Person)
Username: Hunter_Aran
Name: Aran Kisa Sumeragi
Nicknames: It's just Aran. Or Sumeragi.
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Straight A.K.A. Heterosexual.
Race: Half-Lorrdian Half-Celestial (aka Angel)
Powers: As a Lorrdian, she knows "kinetic communication", which is a language consisting of subtle hand gestures, body postures, facial tics and expressions. Because of this, she can read a person's emotions though their body language much like one would read a book, and she can mimic voices easily, another trait of being a Lorrdian. Aran also possesses telekinesis, which she rarely uses in a fight, but she use it a lot as a Pastry Chef for the Coffee House Club. As a half-angel, Aran can still sprout wings if needed, though that's an ability that no one really knows about, or SHOULD know about.
Weapons: FN P90, her Sai, and a Chain-Blade.
Hobbies: Photography, Cooking, Sketching, Piano, Marksmanship, Martial Arts, Dancing, Singing (only when she consumes enough alcohol), Reading, Learning, Survival.
Likes: Food, anything geeky, cooking, robots, movies, cats, rabbits, chinchillas, anything black really, insane people, other dorks, nature, photography, sketching, reading in the library, surviving in the wilderness, violence, pianos, music, fighting, clementines, running, the night sky, stars, death, destruction, chaos, plastic explosives, math, science, space, the universe, art, spicy food, sweet food, food, more food, being alone, and gardens.
Dislikes: Idiots, snobby brats, having to cross-dress, really bright lights, assholes, Grammer, prissy girls who act like sluts, people who can’t do anything by themselves because they’re to scared to try, book-burners, mass murders, drug abusers, rapists, guys who look at a girls appearance and not who they really are, drunks, people who brag, punks, whiny people, racist people, people who force a religion on her, and large crowds.
Personality: Aran is a unique person. Generally antisocial, she often says near nothing, and most people know her to always have an emotionless expression. By herself, she’s completely different. She’s funny, courageous, a total geek, and quite random. The reason she isn’t social is because she’s afraid of making attachments to people, people she might loose. That she’ll make a friend and loose that friend, breaking her. Because of that, she often keeps to herself, but when she’s doing something she has a passion for, you’ll be able to see a glimpse of who she really is. When she becomes seriously angry, though, there’s no telling what she might do, but she hasn’t been that mad since the death of Rei.
Bio: Where ever Aran was born, she doesn’t even know herself. What she remembers that it was a quiet home in a forest, and her mother and father lived with her. When she really young, they went out one day and never came back. For what seemed (and could very well have been) millennia, she stayed at the house and waited for them to come back. But they never did. After a while, she decided that it was time to leave. Packing her belongings, she left the forest and never returned, not very sure on what she was going to do with herself.
And she traveled.
No longer having a home, Aran roamed the world aimlessly, seeking nothing. Survival meant everything to her, and she never killed. But she never stayed in one place. That is, until she met him. Rei. He had found her on the streets after she had gotten into a particular nasty situation (involving her almost being burned as a witch), badly wounded. Being a healer, he took her to his home and nursed her back to health. By the time she was back to normal, she had become attached to him. He was the father and mother she had lost. He was her Onii-sama, always there to look after her. It seemed to her that they would be happy together until the end of time. Then they were attacked by bandits, and Aran witnessed his brutal murder. Blackout. Aran remembers nothing of what happened after that, except she woke up to find herself drenched in the blood of the bandits, their bodies strewn about in a grotesque manner. Then she realized that she had killed them, and now she had no choice but to move on. And she wandered more, drowning in her sorrow. Every time she met and became friends with someone, they died before her very eyes. Drowned. Hit by a car. Murdered. By the time she entered Yokai Academy, she had decided to avoid people as much as possible. And so she shall try.
Extra: She’s really, really bad when she’s drunk. Don’t get her drunk. Has a passion for food. Which is why she’s the pastry chef.
Clubs: Book Club: Member. Coffee House Club: Pastry Chef (or Waitress when needed). NEW CLUB!!! Art Club – Chairman, Vice Chairman, Organizer, infinite Members. Her position: Chairman
Dorm Number: Fourth Floor - Room 289
 Insanity Renaissance · Fri Apr 02, 2010 @ 09:43pm · 0 Comments |
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