Post by kokoro on Dec 1, 2008 10:08:42 GMT -7
General Information
Name: Kokoro
Nickname: Kokoro, Kigami
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Koorime
Profession: Mercenary
Personality:
One Word to Describe Your Character: Clever
Likes: Drinking, Flirting, Showing Off, Running, Talking
Dislikes: Stupidity, Rudeness, Hot (temperature) Stuff
Strengths: Ice, Speed, Balance, Clever
Weaknesses: Heat, The Dark, Feeling Stuck or Caged
Side: Shifty
Detailed Personality Description: Kokoro is a very sarcastic, but fun loving woman. She is flirtatious and not one inclined to fall in love. She loves to laugh, whether it be boistrously or a quiet chuckle. She's usually smiling, whether a grin or a smirk. She'll act out if she's mad, but if she's sad, she is more likely to keep it to herself. Her mind is not usually focused on one thing at one time which often makes her seem sporadic or uninterested, but she is actually a good listener when she wants to be. The reason she is nicknamed Kigami is because of her ice powers that she uses on occassion to trick people creating mirror images.
Appearance
Image:
©Me
Overall Description:
History
Detailed Personal History: Deep within dark wooded lands, there are many towns plauged by demons. The people knew that they needed slayers, or at least priests, but they had access to niether. They decided to send their strongest warriors to travel through their woodlands and up the side of the nearest mountain, which was snow peaked, where resided the Koorime. The Koorime were a clan of demon that only bore women, and had as little to do with humans as possible, considerably peaceful, but also deadly strong. The villagers hoped that they could possibly gain the aid of these female monsters. Human men often hunted them though, fore their women were of course pure. When the men approached the Koorime village, they found themselves under heavy attack, most were slain, laying in crimson snow. One man survived and was taken to the Queen.
"Why have you come here and stained our snow with your very pressence?" she asked angrilly. His reply was forlorn as he explained the situation of his village and kinsmen. He begged for her to allow him just fifteen of her strongest warriors to aid his people. She denied him vehemently, telling him that he should be glad if he leaves with his life. The man knew, however, that to go home, especially without the villages men, meant sure death. So once again he entreated the Queen. "Please," he said, "just ten of your warriors to aid my people?" But once again he was denied, nearly mocked for her begging. He did not give up though, tears coming to his eyes for his passion. "Please, please permit me five of your warriors," he begged. And this time he was denied by laughter and ridicule. "Look how weak men are!" said the Queen to the women who were congregated. "We need not such pitiful tainted creatures! See how he needs us though!" she said, her maids cheering. The man, full of dismay and all but giving up raised his plea one more time to the Queen. "Please, please, just one-" but suddenly, he was cut off as the large doors behind him were flung open, and through those doors was being drug a beast.
It kicked and snarled, and its captors could barely hold it, four of them against one of it. Then when suddenly its furious eyes found him, there was a moment of silence. But only a moment. In its distraction, the beast, the woman of such massive strength was caught around her arms and waist and drug to kneel beside the man. The Queen was silent, but her fury could be felt throughout the room. "Man," she said, addressing the village man, while staring at the woman her eyes full of justice. "I will give you one and only one! Take this woman away from here!" The woman protested angrily "I will not go!" but the Queen held up her hand in silence, and with angry but resigned eyes the woman hushed. "You have plagued me for too long child. Your welcome here is ended. You will leave and you will not return. You. Are. Banished." Gasps, and silent exhalations were heard throughout the room. The woman, fuming, stood and before she could say a word, a jagged shard of ice was less than an inch from her neck. "Dead or Alive, you will leave child," said the Queen and with acceptance, Kokoro left her home in the snowy mountains, nevere to return again. The man did as he had planned. The entire village gave her lodging and accomodations and she destroyed the demons plaguing them, so horrific to monsters was this ice maiden that eventually the land became known for its peace from demonic attack.
There came a time when Kokoro's services to the village were no longer needed. Her original employers had long since passed, and their children lived in peace. With little warning, Kokoro left the land she had become accostomed to, in search of a new home, and a new, hopefully more exciting life.
The Word? Romanesque... right?
Name: Kokoro
Nickname: Kokoro, Kigami
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Koorime
Profession: Mercenary
Personality:
One Word to Describe Your Character: Clever
Likes: Drinking, Flirting, Showing Off, Running, Talking
Dislikes: Stupidity, Rudeness, Hot (temperature) Stuff
Strengths: Ice, Speed, Balance, Clever
Weaknesses: Heat, The Dark, Feeling Stuck or Caged
Side: Shifty
Detailed Personality Description: Kokoro is a very sarcastic, but fun loving woman. She is flirtatious and not one inclined to fall in love. She loves to laugh, whether it be boistrously or a quiet chuckle. She's usually smiling, whether a grin or a smirk. She'll act out if she's mad, but if she's sad, she is more likely to keep it to herself. Her mind is not usually focused on one thing at one time which often makes her seem sporadic or uninterested, but she is actually a good listener when she wants to be. The reason she is nicknamed Kigami is because of her ice powers that she uses on occassion to trick people creating mirror images.
Appearance
Image:
©Me
Overall Description:
- Eye Color: Teal, gold flecks
- Hair Color: Silver
- Weight: 155
- Height: 5'11"
History
Detailed Personal History: Deep within dark wooded lands, there are many towns plauged by demons. The people knew that they needed slayers, or at least priests, but they had access to niether. They decided to send their strongest warriors to travel through their woodlands and up the side of the nearest mountain, which was snow peaked, where resided the Koorime. The Koorime were a clan of demon that only bore women, and had as little to do with humans as possible, considerably peaceful, but also deadly strong. The villagers hoped that they could possibly gain the aid of these female monsters. Human men often hunted them though, fore their women were of course pure. When the men approached the Koorime village, they found themselves under heavy attack, most were slain, laying in crimson snow. One man survived and was taken to the Queen.
"Why have you come here and stained our snow with your very pressence?" she asked angrilly. His reply was forlorn as he explained the situation of his village and kinsmen. He begged for her to allow him just fifteen of her strongest warriors to aid his people. She denied him vehemently, telling him that he should be glad if he leaves with his life. The man knew, however, that to go home, especially without the villages men, meant sure death. So once again he entreated the Queen. "Please," he said, "just ten of your warriors to aid my people?" But once again he was denied, nearly mocked for her begging. He did not give up though, tears coming to his eyes for his passion. "Please, please permit me five of your warriors," he begged. And this time he was denied by laughter and ridicule. "Look how weak men are!" said the Queen to the women who were congregated. "We need not such pitiful tainted creatures! See how he needs us though!" she said, her maids cheering. The man, full of dismay and all but giving up raised his plea one more time to the Queen. "Please, please, just one-" but suddenly, he was cut off as the large doors behind him were flung open, and through those doors was being drug a beast.
It kicked and snarled, and its captors could barely hold it, four of them against one of it. Then when suddenly its furious eyes found him, there was a moment of silence. But only a moment. In its distraction, the beast, the woman of such massive strength was caught around her arms and waist and drug to kneel beside the man. The Queen was silent, but her fury could be felt throughout the room. "Man," she said, addressing the village man, while staring at the woman her eyes full of justice. "I will give you one and only one! Take this woman away from here!" The woman protested angrily "I will not go!" but the Queen held up her hand in silence, and with angry but resigned eyes the woman hushed. "You have plagued me for too long child. Your welcome here is ended. You will leave and you will not return. You. Are. Banished." Gasps, and silent exhalations were heard throughout the room. The woman, fuming, stood and before she could say a word, a jagged shard of ice was less than an inch from her neck. "Dead or Alive, you will leave child," said the Queen and with acceptance, Kokoro left her home in the snowy mountains, nevere to return again. The man did as he had planned. The entire village gave her lodging and accomodations and she destroyed the demons plaguing them, so horrific to monsters was this ice maiden that eventually the land became known for its peace from demonic attack.
There came a time when Kokoro's services to the village were no longer needed. Her original employers had long since passed, and their children lived in peace. With little warning, Kokoro left the land she had become accostomed to, in search of a new home, and a new, hopefully more exciting life.
The Word? Romanesque... right?
