Post by lastsummersoltace on Nov 3, 2010 20:36:41 GMT -6
::Kuniko Tsukino::
Type: Original
Age: 15
Year and Class: 1-A
Gender:Female
Sexuality: Straight
Crushes: No one for the time being~.
Face Claim: Matsudoki from the game: Yume Nikki.
Description:
Kuniko is a fair-skinned child though if made contact by anyone, her skin is cold like of the December breeze. Her hair is dirty blonde though it tends to seem brown, as she never goes out in the sunlight without directing herself to walk in the shade. She keeps her hair braided and never lets it lose unless being peacefully at home. Kuniko's bangs cover up a small scar which occurred from an early childhood incident. Her eyes seemed to cast off a strange illusion that "no one's there" as the color is a gray-ish green tone which could remind someone of those who they have lost or home..[/size]
From a less specific view, Miss.Tsukino is a fairly short girl as she's 5'2 with her weight averaging around 105 lbs as consuming food wasn't really rather "part" of her daily routine everyday. The constant look on her face always gives her acquaintances a feeling of being near an elder (ex. grandmother.) in which some may come at ease towards her without thinking. Her arms and legs are quite thin from her rather light eating habits. Her skin is rather delicate so if someone were to either slap, flick, or inflict pressure onto it there'll be a red mark or bruise depending on how much pressure and pain was placed into the action.
As for appeal in clothing on a normal day without school, she tends to wear a long sleeved pink jacket in which the sleeves cover her hands. Thus, for the bottom portion, a rather short red skirt that moves a lot even when a small breeze moves by. For her feet, she has normal brown sneakers with short socks. However, at work, she wears a light blue apron with frilly light green slippers over her normal clothing.
At school, her face is covered by her snowcap throughout the whole year. Nevertheless, she does remove it at the library; though it'll be a miracle if you can find her. Her shirt like her normal clothing as the sleeves are longer in which covers her cold fragile hands.
Personality:
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Kuniko's presence isnft even known throughout the school and even the town due to her quiet character. However, this allows her to analyze her area more clearly. She concentrates on every detail in which she has or will encounter with like walking home, new students, a new working facility, etc. Unfortunately, with this trait, she tends to hear gossip from failed whispering of other students, adults, and/or elderly and keeps a mental note of what to check upon her next arrival or lurking moment to see if it's true or not. Usually, her teachers or rarely colleagues come to her for a daily check for club activities, upcoming school events, and assignments (ex. If the event is still going on, What day/time/place the event is at/is., If there's homework for the next period..).
When spoken at, she usually tends to sway her head side to side as if she'd separated herself from the world and drifted away into a peaceful state. Most of the time, people question her whether she has been listening or not and for the answer, they receive her repeating some part of what they said into a summarized version. When having to deal with someone's issue, after hearing the issue, she tends to be level-minded as well as neutral on her response. This usually keeps people from being her friend sadly. Although, she speaks more while working as a maid or so towards her elderly/adult employers with a tone of respect and dedication.
Kuniko can't stand seeing someone in tears or in any form sad as she prefers to see everyone in a radiant type of mood in which bliss fills the air. She'll likely come up towards you in a polite manner, tap your shoulder, and start a conversation to let you release your feelings out. Though, at the times at which she's confronted by others violently either psychically or verbally, she stands there like a curious child with her eyes half way opened as if she's just woken up from a nap. At the point of her age, she's quite used to these acts from her old employers who were arrogant, hot-headed, short-tempered, or simply rude towards her and/or the whole faculty. She can handle them well; it's not much of a challenge.
Many problems do occur with her psychologically though. If being pressed with problems and pressure, she usually bottles it all inside until a moment in which she snaps and slowly collapses into insanity at points. This is rarely the case though as she's flushes her own emotions out by simply doing the simplest of things like whistling or playing hop scotch like a 11-year-old school girl. She usually keeps herself at bay and talks to her cat, Shiki, who's a lean male brown cat that tends to leave trails of hair everywhere.
History:
On a rainy yet cool morning of May 23rd, Kuniko Tsukino was born into the world from her interracial mother, Chie Yamauchi, who's heritage was half Japanese and Russian while her father, Osamu Tsukino, was of pure Japanese descent. They lived up on the northernmost island of Hokkaido, within a two-story town house in a small village away from the city. From the age of 6 months to a year old, she didnft speak which concerned her parents greatly so immediately before the start of Pre-K, she was taken to the physician and was told in a detailed report that part of her brain was growing at a slower rate. Fortunately, Kuniko was taken to a speech therapist in which she finally learned how to speak properly, though it took up 5 years including Pre-K and so for the majority of elementary school, she had to be with her speech therapist. From this experience, in the present she now keeps herself in the library to remember and learn new words that way she can resort to be on a higher level of vocal and literature skills as her peers.
During her elementary years, as being dragged along to the speech therapist most of her classmates never spoken towards her or sometimes didnft even knew she was in the school at all. Thus, she begins to enclose herself in solitude and work alone until her teacher called her up or a student walked by her, questioning who she was. This indeed did bother Kuniko at such a young age, as she wanted to follow both her father and motherfs footsteps as being professionals (Her father was a businessman while her mother was a secretary.) though as a chef. However, her father once told her, gThe flowers cease to bloom at the same time until the time in which theyfre promptly ready.h For afterschool activities, she coordinated a club-in-progress in which helped kids around her age learn how to cook but it took a crash-course for failure as the club had a small number of members to begin with and then left as time went by. Once, while she was 9, Kuniko was at work in the kitchen with her mother making assortments of delights (food) for her fatherfs business party but while slowly opening the apples open with a knife, their 9-month-old cat, Shiki, bumped onto the stool in which she was standing on thus her hand slipped into her forehead with the knife. She nervously twitched at the pain with her happy smile soon turning into a frown though she didnft tell her mother. She pulled off the knife and continued working but she cleaned it before working, of course. However, her mother soon noticed during the party when she saw Kuniko lying on the coach with her head covered with droplets of her own blood. Unlike most mothers Chie didnft over react and just stitched Kunikofs cut which gotten worse of the period of hours she left it untouched and disinfected while Kuniko explained what happened but not to blame Shiki but herself for not gripping the knife tight enough.
After her 13th birthday, her father received orders from his boss that his business was changing locations thus the family moved to Hikarizaka. Her mother soon lost her job as she was constantly late to work and couldnft handle the trips from her office towards home (it averaged around 6~7 hours.) Kuniko soon took this as an opportunity to go out into the working force but her parents never knew of it. She soon began working at an old mansion doing the usual tasks upon which maids do; cleaning, cooking, attending to the residents, etc. Though, her employer was the first of many uptight, confused, hard-headed, arrogant, and other of other bad qualities which shefll soon face. Shortly after in the month of June, her father caught her working within the mansion when coming over to see the owner of the mansion, Kizuna, an old man to purchase insurance before his death. Osamu, her father, had a long and steady conversation but there was no feeling of strain. After this event, middle school wasnft smooth sailing. As middle school is filled with hormonal teenagers who are towards the extremes, Kuniko kept quiet like the observant child she was born into and ended up as a perfect bullying subject. Her body's was usually either bandaged up with bandges or band-aids from these times. Though, she still developed more skills which will help her along the way like noticing signs of vulgar matter which in most cases are rather easily to see.
After soon as vacation arrived from graduation of 8th grade, Miss.Tsukino Kuniko was now allegedly allowed to approach a working enviroment with both of her guardians' approval. She began with delivering milk bottles to the front doors of homes after the newspaper has delivered onto the doorstep. Though, she kept on losing her jobs one by one as they were short lived with residents moving away to big cities with hopes of a better career but God knows what does what there.. So, now at the present time she's in need of a job so possibly catering will be the best choice if you're within this field looking for a new employee. When high school begun, she was completely alone throughout the course of the beginning months..hopefully she'll make new friends as the time comes. Her schedule is usually packed with hours within the library and running errands for her mother who is as well desperately looking for a job to support her family other then her side-job.
Controller's Information
Nickname: Soar
Age: I prefer keeping information quite secretly especially on the internet where guests view. Thank you :3.
Gender: Female
Seen the Anime/Played the Game?: I've started watching Clannad in which I adore though I'm a bit of a "freshie" towards the franchise so apologizes for anything I may have done wrong.
How Did You Find Us?: Google tends to be your friend.
Sample RP: WARNING! WARNING! This may contain spoilers for Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni!
The moon seemed to stretch away far into the lonely space like her dreams of living in a world without it ending in oblivion. It shined down onto a small town's outskirts. Upon a grassy hillside was a teared down two-story shack with oddly sizes of wood constructing it's exterior. On the first floor, a small child could be seen sitting on the window still. With her navy blue hair swaying in the air and her innocent ocean blue eyes starring upon the crisp pale full moon. Her small hand held onto a bottle of Bernkastel wine which swung slightly side to side.[/size]
Layering above her chest and legs was her light green dress which she wears anytime when she slumbers for a new day, wishing for a miracle to occur.
"..Hanyuu, I'm tired of this waiting for that day to come." The girl finally spoke towards someone. Though it was just merely for a mortal eye's only air that she was speaking to. She turned her head towards the interior of the home where two futons were laid on the cold wooden paneling in which on the farthest left slept a young 9-year-old girl with short blonde hair.
"Rika..you must understand that my powers have been dematerizialing and decreasing any time the world is restarted." Strangely, the young blonde girl didn't say it. Appearing from Rika's eyes was another small girl looking transparent like a ghost. She has light purple hair which reached down towrd the halfway point of her back. She had two black horns on the side of her head, semingly twitch every once in a while. Her strange eyes casted onto Rika with a concerned look.
Rika gave in no reponse Rika looked towards the girl but in a matter of seconds she mumbled, "Heads up, Hanyuu."
Hanyuu's eyes grew wide with fear as Rika lifted the bottle of Bernkastel."NO-NO! RIKAA! Please don't!"
"Your distressed cries won't stop it~..""N-NO!"
Hanyuu soon choked on her words as Rika chugged down the alocholic bervage from the wine bottle. Shesquealed quite loudly while strangling her throat tightly, hating the taste of alcohol. Soon, she was rolling on the floor and Rika chuckled, "I wonder why they call you the great Oyashiro-sama.."