Post by Ashi Junsei on Aug 10, 2005 14:36:48 GMT -5
Character Name: Ashi Junsei
Age: Fourteen
Year: Fourth
House: Slytherin
Nickame(s): None. Most call her Ashi, becasue she rarley gives out her surname.
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Crimson
Height: Five foot even
Weight: 105 pounds
Blood: Unkown
Favorite Class: None
Least Favorite Class: All
Personality: Ashi had a reputation as the bad girl of Slytheirn house. Although she was only five feet in height, she could pack a powerful punch. Yes, she didn't mess around with magic, her weapon of choice was always her fists. People always spread rumors about her, how she grew up in an orphange, and how she was always fighting. Ashi didn't mind. In fact, she half encouraged the rumors.
She was always in trouble, and was almost always blamed for something she didn't do. But truth be told, she couldn't care less. People figured since there was someone causing trouble, why not cause more, and blame it on them? Ashi always took the rep, even if she wasn't gulity. She was just trying to cause enough mayham so she could get kicked out of the school.
Physical: Ashi came up to only five feet in height, so most people mistook her as innocent as a young child. Obviously, she was much the oppisite. Her eyes were what captivated many, seeing as they were the most unusual color. Crimson. She did not know whether or not this was a good thing, or a terrible, and horrible warning; Whatever it was, she always thought they had fitted her personality. Her heart-shaped face was almost always curled in a sneer, or a smirk. But when it wasn't it had the near-perfect jawline shape, to go along with her soft, full ruby-red lips.
Long, silky black hair cascaded down her back, and past her waist. She had never had a serious hair-cut, only a few trims now and then.
The ugly uniform they were always forced to wear fitted Ashi perfectly. The hugged and enhanced her curvy body perfectly, as small as she was in height.
History: Ashi was born in an orphange in Toyko, Japan. Her mother had died giving birth to her, where as her father had left months before she was born with a woman half his age. The orphange had named her Ashi, the word for evil in Japenese, and Junsei, the word for pure in the same laungue as well. They choose these because they figured she must have been evil to have the eyes she did, but pure for being an innocent child. At the time, however, Japan was so over crowed, that they had been reduced to burying their dead on rooftops. So, Ashi was sent to England, where another orphange took her in. However, she was soon kicked out when she was ten years of age, figuring how she always took care of herself in the orphange, why couldn't she do so in the real world? But they were terribly wrong.
Ashi had been reduced to living in the alleyways and such of London, England. Well, a young, beautiful child living on the streets, pure and untouched by anyone? She wasn't going to last long. And she didn't. Within three weeks, she had been befoulded by sevreal men, and her virginity taken away by disgusting people, who had just laughed at her tears. That's proubly why when Ashi was taken into Hogwarts, she had hated everyone and everything. No wonder she had grown up to be who she was. She wasn't a charity case; She was just Ashi.
Strengths: Her strengths are her fists, and seemingly innocent appearance. Then she pounces.
Weaknesses: Her weaknesses are men, love, and friends. She can't stand being around people like them.
Family: Truth be told, Ashi did have family. A sister. A half sister. When her father had ran off with a woman, she had conceived a child, causing her father to run off again, and died shortly after of suicide. The woman, Nina, had concived a daughter, by the name of Thrin. Thrin was slightly younger than Ashi, but yet, she remained in Japan. Her mother was still alive, and Thrin was currently living with her, and her new step-father. Ashi has no idea she has a sister. (Sorry...Haven't put much thought into Thrin...^^; )
Pet: None.
Relationship: nope.
Hobbies: Ashi likes to fight, sneer, snarl, boast, and competite. She has a bad habit of fiddling with a silver locket around her neck on a thin silver chain. She had recived it in the mail, and had no idea who it was from.
Any other details you want to share?: Nope, I don't think so...^^;
Sample role-playing post:
She sat on stone floor next to the blazing fire in the trophy room, her cold, crimson eyes reflecting its flames. She had long, slightly wavy black hair that reached her waist, and was only five feet in height. This girl's name was Ashi. Ashi could be cold, arrogant, and ruthless, when she wanted to. But mostly, she just acted that way towards people whom she didn't want to talk to or get close to.
She was known throughout the school as the bad girl of Slytherin house, one not to be messed with. But inside, was a different story. She knew that as long as she acted heartless, no one would find out her secret. The one thing she kept locked up inside her, never to be revealed.
She was in love. She knew this to be true, but did not know who she was in love with. Nor could she understand /why/ she was in love. Was it just a part of getting older? Or was it simply love at first sight?
She had no idea. But one thing she knew was this: She would always be on the lookout for whoever it was. But everyday, she was greeted with disappointment, having not found the one.
Ashi would look closely at every passing person, but when she found no attraction to them, she would move on to the next one. Each day. Same routine.
She didn't know why she was in the Trophey room, but she was. It was quiet, dark, alone...exactly how Ashi loved it.
She rubbed her eye slightly, laying down on her back, streching out, and yawing slightly. It was late, midnight, and she knew if she got caught it would be detention. But then again, when did she ever care? She rolled over on her side, a slightly painful thing to do, considering it was stone, but it didn't affect her. She started up her normally bad habit of toying with her necklace, wondering how she could have become her biggest fear. Just what /was/ it?
Ashi knew it was love, but /why/? /Why/ was she in love? This one thing was the only thing that kept her up at night. Nothing else.
(hope I did this right...^^;; )
Age: Fourteen
Year: Fourth
House: Slytherin
Nickame(s): None. Most call her Ashi, becasue she rarley gives out her surname.
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Crimson
Height: Five foot even
Weight: 105 pounds
Blood: Unkown
Favorite Class: None
Least Favorite Class: All
Personality: Ashi had a reputation as the bad girl of Slytheirn house. Although she was only five feet in height, she could pack a powerful punch. Yes, she didn't mess around with magic, her weapon of choice was always her fists. People always spread rumors about her, how she grew up in an orphange, and how she was always fighting. Ashi didn't mind. In fact, she half encouraged the rumors.
She was always in trouble, and was almost always blamed for something she didn't do. But truth be told, she couldn't care less. People figured since there was someone causing trouble, why not cause more, and blame it on them? Ashi always took the rep, even if she wasn't gulity. She was just trying to cause enough mayham so she could get kicked out of the school.
Physical: Ashi came up to only five feet in height, so most people mistook her as innocent as a young child. Obviously, she was much the oppisite. Her eyes were what captivated many, seeing as they were the most unusual color. Crimson. She did not know whether or not this was a good thing, or a terrible, and horrible warning; Whatever it was, she always thought they had fitted her personality. Her heart-shaped face was almost always curled in a sneer, or a smirk. But when it wasn't it had the near-perfect jawline shape, to go along with her soft, full ruby-red lips.
Long, silky black hair cascaded down her back, and past her waist. She had never had a serious hair-cut, only a few trims now and then.
The ugly uniform they were always forced to wear fitted Ashi perfectly. The hugged and enhanced her curvy body perfectly, as small as she was in height.
History: Ashi was born in an orphange in Toyko, Japan. Her mother had died giving birth to her, where as her father had left months before she was born with a woman half his age. The orphange had named her Ashi, the word for evil in Japenese, and Junsei, the word for pure in the same laungue as well. They choose these because they figured she must have been evil to have the eyes she did, but pure for being an innocent child. At the time, however, Japan was so over crowed, that they had been reduced to burying their dead on rooftops. So, Ashi was sent to England, where another orphange took her in. However, she was soon kicked out when she was ten years of age, figuring how she always took care of herself in the orphange, why couldn't she do so in the real world? But they were terribly wrong.
Ashi had been reduced to living in the alleyways and such of London, England. Well, a young, beautiful child living on the streets, pure and untouched by anyone? She wasn't going to last long. And she didn't. Within three weeks, she had been befoulded by sevreal men, and her virginity taken away by disgusting people, who had just laughed at her tears. That's proubly why when Ashi was taken into Hogwarts, she had hated everyone and everything. No wonder she had grown up to be who she was. She wasn't a charity case; She was just Ashi.
Strengths: Her strengths are her fists, and seemingly innocent appearance. Then she pounces.
Weaknesses: Her weaknesses are men, love, and friends. She can't stand being around people like them.
Family: Truth be told, Ashi did have family. A sister. A half sister. When her father had ran off with a woman, she had conceived a child, causing her father to run off again, and died shortly after of suicide. The woman, Nina, had concived a daughter, by the name of Thrin. Thrin was slightly younger than Ashi, but yet, she remained in Japan. Her mother was still alive, and Thrin was currently living with her, and her new step-father. Ashi has no idea she has a sister. (Sorry...Haven't put much thought into Thrin...^^; )
Pet: None.
Relationship: nope.
Hobbies: Ashi likes to fight, sneer, snarl, boast, and competite. She has a bad habit of fiddling with a silver locket around her neck on a thin silver chain. She had recived it in the mail, and had no idea who it was from.
Any other details you want to share?: Nope, I don't think so...^^;
Sample role-playing post:
She sat on stone floor next to the blazing fire in the trophy room, her cold, crimson eyes reflecting its flames. She had long, slightly wavy black hair that reached her waist, and was only five feet in height. This girl's name was Ashi. Ashi could be cold, arrogant, and ruthless, when she wanted to. But mostly, she just acted that way towards people whom she didn't want to talk to or get close to.
She was known throughout the school as the bad girl of Slytherin house, one not to be messed with. But inside, was a different story. She knew that as long as she acted heartless, no one would find out her secret. The one thing she kept locked up inside her, never to be revealed.
She was in love. She knew this to be true, but did not know who she was in love with. Nor could she understand /why/ she was in love. Was it just a part of getting older? Or was it simply love at first sight?
She had no idea. But one thing she knew was this: She would always be on the lookout for whoever it was. But everyday, she was greeted with disappointment, having not found the one.
Ashi would look closely at every passing person, but when she found no attraction to them, she would move on to the next one. Each day. Same routine.
She didn't know why she was in the Trophey room, but she was. It was quiet, dark, alone...exactly how Ashi loved it.
She rubbed her eye slightly, laying down on her back, streching out, and yawing slightly. It was late, midnight, and she knew if she got caught it would be detention. But then again, when did she ever care? She rolled over on her side, a slightly painful thing to do, considering it was stone, but it didn't affect her. She started up her normally bad habit of toying with her necklace, wondering how she could have become her biggest fear. Just what /was/ it?
Ashi knew it was love, but /why/? /Why/ was she in love? This one thing was the only thing that kept her up at night. Nothing else.
(hope I did this right...^^;; )
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