Post by Shikei on Jun 17, 2008 9:51:38 GMT -8
School: Jeung Institute
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Takanawa, Shikei
Age: 17
Height: 5ft 6
Weight: 125lbs
Blood Type: O
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Eye Color: blue/green, unlike like her sisters.
Hair: Natural color is black though faded in places and varying often in the style its kept but its most usual kept state are in the pictures presented and has it dyed a moderate brown or various other colors as explained in topics she enters.
Though her natural hair color isn't blue/dark purple she will on occasions swap between blue and her natural color. the most accurate picture of her will be at the top of this topic however it will change depending on the most accurate image of her for the time and her photo-album will show all variations of her styles and etc.
Classes Taken:
- Martial arts Theory
- Martial arts Practical
- Martial arts Variants
- Martial arts History
- Nursing and medicine
- Anatomical science (biology)
- Workshop
- Physics
- History and culture
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Martial arts, Shikei’s one true love is martial arts, with strong will and heavy determination she prizes her skill at martial arts and its unique control and discipline as well as its art like appearance as one of her favorite hobbies. Of course this goes down quite nicely with her second which is generally starting fights, testing her martial arts and learning from real combat experiences.
She also enjoys musical instruments a novice at the guitar and drums.
Talents: Martial arts, she finds herself very susceptible to adapting and maintaining her martial arts at a high standard for lengthy amounts of time. Shikei is also a very talented dancer and artist as for some reason mainly were her interests lay she tends to be very talented at artistic subjects, art, music and dancing, nursing etc.
Favorite things: Her older sister, many... many different reasons as towards this, some out of admiration some of a sexual content. Her mp3 player is also one of her other favorites things often she will have her mp3 player in and listening to music to escape reality. Her favorite weapon known as Tencha which is a female Japanese name from the word Tyrant and relates to that of a dragon, this as well as a weapon acts as a sort of companion for her.
Likes
- Weapons: Katana, Naginata, Nodachi, Odachi, Spear, Lance. You name it she's crazy about em.
- Her sister: ...num...
- Fighting: So much fun.
- Tea: C'mon its tea...
- Gothic Lollita: I wear it and its H.A.W.T
- Dancing: Dancings always a fun way to break loose.
- Chocolate: Mmmm... Chocolate.
- Health care/nursing: Its all about the outfit...and meeting and looking after people is a slight bonus, but getting to know the human anatomy is the real key *grin*
Dislikes
- gherkins: The most detestable ungodly creation known to man, put one of these on her plate and you should be the one expecting to eat it - hated of all veggies grossness!!
- Ignorance: Don't get mad at me if I get mad at you because your an asshole.
- Cheaters: Try and cheat me? Start running....
- Discrimination: Everyone deserves an equal chance... at the start anyway.
- People hitting on her & her sister: Rule 1: Kasumi's mine, Rule 2: If you don't know me, or I don't want to know you, expect pain.
Mental Information
Personality: Shikei is a generally laid back person usually kept to herself and seemingly shy she often at first glance gives off a false outlook about herself as she is in fact a rather capable person when it comes to socializing... that is if she wants too.
Shikei also usually never truly opens up to people, really not even the closest of closest friends truly see the deepest fathoms of herself but she is, to those she likes and gets along with a relatively fun and enjoyable person capable of joking, being joked with (though be careful for your own saftey) as well as generally being enjoyable being around however between the two she also has a slight ignorance to her. The fact that she generally seems uninterested in things that really don't concern her or she just doesn't like as well as a slight somewhat superior outlook which if looked at further is simply her dominating personality or also referred to as elitist / high confidence.
At this point Shikei would most likely seem like a fairly simple person with the basic hiccups that quite a few people have however the above wouldn't be described to be much of her hiccup. In a sense Shikei also has a form of alt'a persona which is usually present during and or around conflict, fighting, battle all violence related subjects and is seen as more of away of separating herself from the harsh realities of things that are going on by overlapping them with a harsh, cold, psycho-sexual sado-masochistic personality which to some extend does venture on occasions into her normal personality.
Mentality: Shikei at a young age suffered from various defrees of psychosis which eventually ended her up in a mental institution after her mothers death and even till now the side affects of her traumatic youth are still able to find there way to the present and surface usually resulting in heavily violent outbursts and delusions however rare they might be.
Shikei's true mentality however is one of working hard, gaining strength and dominating. To dominate her surroundings is to dominate her own life's path and to dominate that is to have a good life so with that in mind she generally strives for the ability to dictate what she does however not in a stupid sense that she will fight the majority with no chance of winning just that she will strive initially for her own needs and for those close to her.
Her mentality in terms of age and sophistication's are generally quite mature, still not without her childish side she is very desensitized to 'most' things and generally knows how to act in varying situations most likely because she has already experience near to every form of bad experience you can imagine (though not really... but you get the idea) now this doesn't mean she cant ever be taken by surprise that would be wrong but it does mean compared to most people she is a little more difficult to suprise/knock off guard/scare and intimidate than most.
Shikei's girly side?"
With the above taken into account Shikei is a women/girl and as such is very susceptible to the same things as the average girl, however at times she may hide it, attempt to hide it or even deny it, she is at heart rather sensitive, capable of caring and having strong powerful feelings that cause her actions to be propelled by emotion... that too, physical things such as 'that time of the month' equally can affect her behavior.
Personality Summery:
- Generally playful person, capable of socializing and being loud when she wants too.
- Reclusive when she feels like though generally when feelings are concerned.
- Rather excitable in combat...
Ideal: Dominate
Belief(s): A life without risk... is a life not worth living.
Physical Information
Build: Generally well built, physically strong though not bulky by any means she is well toned and firm, her body is generally flexible and agile make it quick and fast at maneuvering however causing it to suffer when taking damage due to a lack of stamina.
Head: Nothing special here, a generally normal head shape that fits well in sync with the rest of her body. Her hair being its only main spectacle other than its general beauty.
Torso: Body again somewhat masculine however in proportion making her seem more physically fit however the muscles are stronger than how they appear and thus keeping a nice curvy slender body with the strength of an ox (figurative). Her chest (breasts) are of reasonable size for her age, possible somewhat large for her age like those of her sisters possibly generic?
Arms: The main area from which Shikei’s strength is gathered, although not physically muscular she is capable of generating a lot of force from her arms. Her skin is soft and gentle however towards the wrists are small white pieces of skin in the forms of cuts from self harming.
Legs: Nothing overly special here, generally well curved like her figure her legs are more agile than they are physically strong, capable of kicking at high speed though lacking next to any strength at all. Her legs are ALWAYS smooth and well looked after, one of her prized assets.
Feet: Average, nothing special.
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Hair clips on occasion? earrings? Tongue piercing, eyepatch.
Shirts: Generally somewhat tight shirts, high cut or overly baggy. Usually wears a hooded jumper.
Pants: Baggy cargo like pants, Short dark red skirts (waaay above the knees) accompanied by stockings or rolled up socks.
Shoes: Van’s trainers... Though anything in general.
Misc:
She also often wears lolis style clothing, but generally too much to describe here. Her most frequent outfits are usually those like that of a maid or etc loli's clothing.
History Information
History Summery:
Quotation from sisters History
Kasumi comes from a long family line of martial artists, it was only natural for her when she began to study fighting at a young age. Kasumi's personality however was not effected very much by the years that she spent alone with her family training and studying.
The Japanese family and immigrated from Japan when Kasumi was only a small child~
The Japanese family and immigrated from Japan when Kasumi was only a small child~
Prior to the immigration the family had hit a split with the divorce and like her parents Shikei and her sister went
there separate ways, Kasumi with her brother had died shortly before she left the country altogether whilst Shikei
and her mother moved to a separate part of japan, she never really remembered her brother or his dying.
Her sister would pay her visits at least once a year and that used to be enough, developing an insatiable want for
her sister over the short duration of her visits each want becoming more and more agonizing to spending her entire
time with her as best she could however... The visits stopped... the phone calls stopped even the birthday and
Christmas cards stopped...
Shikei, like her sister had been carrying on martial arts since the age of six and even when all else was failing,
her heart, her mind, her work everything she did without the comfort of anyone, no longer even the warm words of her
sister. Her mother was never home, always at work, she began speaking to the walls, talking to invisible entities
that were never there, her martial arts began to become more... lethal oriented and corrupt in there purity of self
discipline, she slowly began to tear away from all human kind...
Finally all the pieces of the puzzle came together, that one fateful night on her 12th birthday her mother died she
didn't know how... or why... or when or where exactly just that night she never came home, nor the night after or the
night after that.
Eventually the authorities found her in her house... though it was not a good sign, not a good sign by far... the
walls seemed to have blade marks down them, the fridge was open decaying food stacking the shelves and school work
scattered all around... blooded blades in the bathroom with the sink almost stained red with a few months of being
filled with blood and a pale girl half on the verge of death laying in her mothers bed not even capable of pulling together a single sentence.
Needless to say she was immediately rushed into intensive care, she spent three weeks unconscious before she finally
came too, dazed and disorientated she was frightened but... not alone the emptiness was still with her, the darkness
and black corruption of her heart seemed to stay with her. at first it caused anger, hatred, then depression.. then madness... she moved to rehabilitation for a year... and another, doing the best they could to return her to what
she used to be though enduring unfathomable experiences within that facility that very few would be able to cope with seeing and experiencing.
beatings, violence, those truly insane, she even shared a facility with murderers who pleaded insanity in court just to get out of regulated jail time, needless to say it might as well have been prison, the rooms were dull, unclean, there were beatings regularly for failure to comply and simply forced to take 'medication' she knew absolutely nothing about that seemed to simply sedate her for hours... Not wanting to stay in such a place Shikei soon caught on, to get out of here as an actual person she needed to conform, or at least look like she conformed.. With this in mind Shikei did and acted as instructed, she conformed right to the point where she would lie about her physical and mental state, saying that she was perfectly fine when she really wasn't, but alas it got her out.
She was placed into a council building where she would live off of support and work to keep herself supported to some extent, well, as much work as a 12 year old could possibly do that is. But that was around the time she found herself slipping into yet another difficult time.
The city she had been relocated too was far from a utopia, a frequent relocation site for criminals and other such people she had but no choice than to become involved... It was that or become another weak victim of it all. A few months into her work under one of the main gangs, and after a few months worth of beatings she surrender her feminine side for strength, cutting her hair to remove the femininity that she carried and assume a look and feel of strength. Still carrying on her families martial arts even now she soon became a prodigy, a weapon and with her history behind her she had assumed a role, a position, it paid well and came with a group of people that would look out for her and all she had to do was win battles.
Amidst this group she did make a special friend, a love like that of a brother perhaps if you will named Kyle, who was to be her 'first'. He was relocated from Britain and above all others he watched over her the most, an exceptional fighter and an even better friend to her and a lover of sorts, but like all things so far it was not to last. During the middle of a raid things became hectic, they became separated and with enemies on all sides Shikei had to cut loose, the first initiation of her Qi she began taking down the enemies, a Katana in hand she cut them down, though not lethally, never did she strike lethally, if ever there was a need for someone to die she would merely subdue them and await the 'executioner'.
Slice after slice there was no doubt alot of blood was shed and at the point where it had been finished, her Qi still up, her vision still plagued by the aura of her power she were to feel a touch down on her shoulder, her eyes widening she span around furiously still in the middle of the fight, her Katana slashing around only for it to catch Kyle in the face... A warm spray of blood sent Shikei into complete shock after she had seen exactly who she had just struck... and were, falling to the ground. The wound was deep, bleeding furiously Shikei was crying, the katana had been dropped to the ground of the bloody scene covering him, lifting him gently and taking him in her arms she could do nothing but apologize within the shock, and even with a wound such as he had he would do nothing but tell her it was ok, but soon all was to go dark.
The police had arrived on the scene, Shikei took a sedative dart to the back of the neck and the last envisions of that scene that she could remember was the hazy movement of her being dragged away from Kyle, seemingly unconscious, seemingly dead for all she knew and not that she would ever find out.
After that time she was placed into detention facilities, schools, places with other kids like herself in a strongly controlled environment, she wasn't quite the same after though... for a few years she was simply out of herself, doing all that was necessary to get by and nothing more, that was until her move to Mugan hall.
The move had seemingly been funded by her mother in death and her father from abroad, she was there too meet her long missed and greatly loved Sister Kasumi... Instantly Shikei fell in love with her Sister, not as Sisters should, but it was all she had left, a new school now, no friends, just her sister, no love, just her sister. With the help of her sister in the first initial year of Mugan hall, or rather, the first term Shikei had been brought out of herself little by little though still keeping the feel, the need to be strong she was given position as head student body of the Jeung Institute, this now brought around a definite need to be strong, Shikei starved herself for training, falling ill though and her personality beginning to decay back again... Her sister wouldn't allow this to happen though. On the turning of her 17th birthday she had paid for them both to return to japan, to take the coming of age trials that were to change Shikei's outlook... Feeding well she grew fruitfully in her time away, both mind and body extended through the teachings of old, allowing her hair to grow.. re assuming her femininity willingly with her sister by her side she would return and take firm hold of jeung and her own life, no longer hiding herself for the sake of being strong, but instead being strong as herself.
And from there is where we come to present day.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of resident: Apartment - Off campus.
Roommates: Takanawa, Kasumi.
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
General Equipment
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| Hat/Bandana | - | - |
| Left Earring | - | - |
| Right Earring | - | - |
| Glasses/eyes | - | - |
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Theme music
Avenged sevenfold - The Wicked End.
Man's becoming more corrupt now, godless, wicked, and cruel
The soulless man stood silenced, Mary's word rang so true
Chastisement worse than the flood, spread the word, its all through
Don't kill the messenger girl
As if we haven't swam enough in this life of misery
Voice your prophecy, shed us some light
Fell sorrow for mankind's chance to survive
Swallowed lies and swam in your own tears
A stab in the dark but it wounded our will
We won't be here tomorrow, hold on to me for one last time
We've grown into number six hundred sixty six
War breaks, a sign of the end, eternally expelled
Look to the sky for knowledge, the stars align tonight
Eclipse and heaven shall fall
Now I know I've seen it all in my life of misery
Voice your prophecy, shed us some light
Fell sorrow for mankind's chance to survive
Swallowed lies and swam in your own tears
A stab in the dark but it wounded our will
Dust the apple off, savor each bite
And deep inside you know Adam was right
Lust and power, indulgence, no fear
Left with his sins, how does this end?
We won't be here tomorrow, hold on to me for one last time
As the prophets shed the light on what's to come the crowds did gather
Your time is precious, they explained, no time to worry, messiah's coming
Don't go to sleep tonight, darling, hold me in your arms
These will be our final days and I can't let go
Walls are falling, churches burning, women ravaged, children crying
Flesh is tearing, some still fighting
In this world of misery
Voice your prophecy, shed us some light
Fell sorrow for mankind's chance to survive
Swallowed lies and swam in your own tears
A stab in the dark but it wounded our will
Dust the apple off, savor each bite
And deep inside you know Adam was right
Lust and power, indulgence, no fear
Left with is sins, how does this end?
We won't be here tomorrow, hold on to me for one last time
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