Post by Aiko on Sept 27, 2008 15:25:35 GMT -5
• Name:[/font][/center]Amarante Aiko
• Name meaning:
________"flower that never fades" , "little loved one"
• Generally called:
________Aiko or Ai
• Age:
________17
• Gender:
________Female
• Appearance:
________Aiko has light sea-green-blue (hazel: greener means she's sadder, bluer means she's happier; although her general surroundings play a part on how they may look to the observer) sorrow-filled eyes on a flawless pale face, her skin is smooth and slightly cold, a bit on a the short side but not a midget. She has long silky black hair cascading down her back almost to her bottom, which she almost always has down, with some straight across bangs that go just barely in her eyes, but the reach all the same length. She has no piercings or tattos, and bruises and scars easily, with self inflicted slits running up and down her left arm and left upper thigh.
________She tends to wear either what the person she currently fancies likes her to wear---or what they're wearing. She mostly just a copy-cat when it comes to this. If she asks where you got a top or some other wear because she likes it, dont tell her because she'll actually go and buy it, and wear it, too.
________Over all, she looks fragile and her charm point is her child-like appearance. Usually she's graceful, but if she's, say, on a balance beam and something catches her eye, she'll most likely just fall off. She has to forcus, and usually it looks natural, but walking and talking about intense conversational things can most likely lead to her tripping; and when she trips, she brings the other person down with her---not on purpose, of course.
• Personality:
________Aiko absolutely despises being alone, to her loneliness is death. The thought of actual death makes her nauseous, what with the blood and the still-silentness. Blood causes her to either throw up or faint, hence why whenever she has her monthly curse she can be found in a dreamy, weak light-headed state.
________When Aiko falls in love, she falls hard. She will try to change into whatever person it is that she believes that person likes, she will do everything to get their attention and become their perfect match. Obsessive, is the right word. She believes in love at first sight, and often acts on that. She believes that gender cannot withhold the powers of passion, in which case becoming bi for the right person, if need be.
________Aiko always makes sure to have a love target in mind, because unconsciously it just keeps her mind off of worse things. If she were ever without a love target, she would be lost and weak and sad, wallowing in the past. She does whatever she can to keep her mind off that, whether it be singing or reading or pestering any surrounding life forms. Also, her education is very important to her. She enjoys trips to the library, because she wants to get a good job---though she hasn't decided quite what yet---when she gets older, so that she can be independent and florish. In reality, though, its seems as though she can never be independent; whenever she gets a friend, she attaches herself to them like a parasite, constantly there, always stalking and watching and talking to this person until they get sick of her and break her heart, in which case she either drowns herself in schoolwork and/or becomes suicidal.
________She can have her mood swings, but the easiest way to get her to laugh is this: she's tickleish. However, if she's mad at the person who's tickling her---in such a bad mood she's glaring that icy glare that she can muster when she's really mad---then tickling her will only get you bit. Yes, when she's mad she bites when you get too close if you touch her. Bad habit, but still true.
________Aiko doesn't really fear any nature things---such as fire, storms, water, etc---anymore then the normal person, only blood makes her faint and/or throw up; also, the thought of decapitated limbs makes her squirm, so she doesn't like any horror movies, either, whether or not they have good or bad graphics. Same concept with her books, its just the thought of it that bothers her---she's very sensative to that. She perfers romance.
• What kind of people Aiko likes:
________Bisexual
• Which Role is Aiko:
________Slave
• Type of Sex Aiko prefers:
________Whatever her partner prefers, she lives to please her mate; but only if she loves them. If its rape, after a moment of shock she'll scream and thrash and bite and try to get away.
• Custom Title:
[color=339999][i][b]Flower That Never Fades[/i][/b][/color]
• History:
________Aiko's mother died in childbirth to her, and she blames herself because of this. Ever since she was little she was raised by her father, who was just a bit overly friendly to her (sexual abuse); he would follow her to school, go to every club or practice that she had---people thought he was just an overactive parent, but really he gave Aiko the creeps. As she grew older, he began to hold her closer, too tight, not let go as she tried to pull away; then he touched her, and she would just cry and take it, blaming herself because of her mother's death and absence.
________You look so much like her, he'd say; and when he was drunk, he just call her by her mother's name (which is her first name, thus why she likes being called by her last name: Aiko). Aiko took it all, but once he actually began to try to actually make love to her (not just touching, looking, stroking, pressing, with his hands and eyes) she had had enough. She just ran out with nothing but the clothes on her back, promising to never go back.
________After a while, she didnt even remember how to go back. She thinks he's still chasing her, and she's been in hiding for these six months, promising that she would get a job and maybe inrole back in school once she turns 18: a legal adult. This is all she looks forward to in life, moving on, but the emptiness sometimes over takes her and the scars on her wrists show this.
• Sample RP:
________Wennie pushed the grocery cart down the aisle in a daze, her expression almost unfamiliar to it's owner. She looked lost, confused, and most of all: hurt.
________Why him? she kept thinking, so much that the words' meanings started blurring together, jumbling and no longer making sense. She couldn't understand her mother anymore; as much as she loved her, she couldn't understand her. She picked the strangest mates, the ones with the dangerous look, the ones with the hostile glint in their eyes. This one, however, was, by far, the worst. And that was saying a lot.
________Wennie wore red scarf with her dark brown long jacket with buttons, hiding her green and light-yellow striped knit-like shirt with a V neck and hoody-like pockets on the stomach. Dark jeans clung to her waist and figure, going down and tucking into her calf-high coffee-brown boots. Even though it wasn't quite the season, Wennie had always had a cooler temperature body then others, so it was fine to her.
________In her hand she clutched a grocery list on a green sticky-note, almost too crinkled to read. Even though they didn't need groceries until about more two days, she needed something to get her mind off of that man. It wasn't working very well. Still, the sting of the slap across her face still hurt, and her large brown eyes were still glossy with numbness. She didn't know it, but the slap had left a red mark on her cheek; she had suspicions of it, and so she let her milk-chocolate hair down loose around her, just as untamed as her troubles.
________Why him? she continued to think incoherently, not looking where she was going as she studied the glossy tile without comprehendable wonder.
• Password:
________SUBMIT
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