Post by eveanunishani on Dec 15, 2008 14:04:21 GMT -5
Hi this is Turasho, making a small charie for the upcoming plot!
Name: Evean Unishani
Age: looks about 14, is really 108
gender: Female
personality: Evean is sweet, kind, generous, talented, and everything near perfection! She is very protective and loyal, her job demands so. She never give up and always reaches for the stars. Her mind is filled with silly girls things, but once the time comes, she can be as serious as a shinigami and as evil as a bounto.
appearance:
history: Evean was born in May of 1900, into a small family, soon she became an orphan, she is one of the surviving bounto of the revolt. She hated Jin and his antics but fought for her adopted bounto family. She has never fallen in love but is flirtatious. She started to guard high-class people so when Turasho decided to frolic off and be leader of the bounto, Evean decided to take his steed and be his body guard and somewhat of a secretary.
what you are (human mod soul.....): Bounto
And if you have powers what are they: She parley uses her bounto abilities, she has never mastered her doll. But when it comes to martial arts, she can kill so easy it's frightening.
small example of RP:
(using Turasho...)
Turasho, after a long day of practicing, was heading back home... He glanced at the sky and smiled a bit. Turasho had changed a lot in the time that had passed between now and when Satoko was captured. He started to look more like his father, white streaks appeared in his hair, he grew it out again too. His skin not tanned, but turned even a shade paler.His used to be yellowish-gray eyes had glazed over with a bright and striking red. He had grown and 2 inches, making him 6'11'' now, instead of his previous 6'9''. Instead of the collar around his neck, he no longer needed it. All he did was summon his new weapon, a ridiculously long katana, and sealed inside of the katana was his doll. He also no longer needed to use verbal commands, all he had to do was think, and his doll could be summoned.
As he walked down the street he saw a familiar face. A young, short girl, who he slowly recognized as Yumi, one of Àna's huge family, running off. As Turasho passed by he followed the girl with his eyes and smiled. it's been forever since I've even seen Àna... maybe... he thought before he stopped. He looked up only slightly to see just the crimson-haired girl he had been thinking about.As his red eyes starred at Àna he didn't even smile as he greeted her.
" Hello Àna..." he said, his voice a bit darker then the last time they had talked.
Name: Evean Unishani
Age: looks about 14, is really 108
gender: Female
personality: Evean is sweet, kind, generous, talented, and everything near perfection! She is very protective and loyal, her job demands so. She never give up and always reaches for the stars. Her mind is filled with silly girls things, but once the time comes, she can be as serious as a shinigami and as evil as a bounto.
appearance:
history: Evean was born in May of 1900, into a small family, soon she became an orphan, she is one of the surviving bounto of the revolt. She hated Jin and his antics but fought for her adopted bounto family. She has never fallen in love but is flirtatious. She started to guard high-class people so when Turasho decided to frolic off and be leader of the bounto, Evean decided to take his steed and be his body guard and somewhat of a secretary.
what you are (human mod soul.....): Bounto
And if you have powers what are they: She parley uses her bounto abilities, she has never mastered her doll. But when it comes to martial arts, she can kill so easy it's frightening.
small example of RP:
(using Turasho...)
Turasho, after a long day of practicing, was heading back home... He glanced at the sky and smiled a bit. Turasho had changed a lot in the time that had passed between now and when Satoko was captured. He started to look more like his father, white streaks appeared in his hair, he grew it out again too. His skin not tanned, but turned even a shade paler.His used to be yellowish-gray eyes had glazed over with a bright and striking red. He had grown and 2 inches, making him 6'11'' now, instead of his previous 6'9''. Instead of the collar around his neck, he no longer needed it. All he did was summon his new weapon, a ridiculously long katana, and sealed inside of the katana was his doll. He also no longer needed to use verbal commands, all he had to do was think, and his doll could be summoned.
As he walked down the street he saw a familiar face. A young, short girl, who he slowly recognized as Yumi, one of Àna's huge family, running off. As Turasho passed by he followed the girl with his eyes and smiled. it's been forever since I've even seen Àna... maybe... he thought before he stopped. He looked up only slightly to see just the crimson-haired girl he had been thinking about.As his red eyes starred at Àna he didn't even smile as he greeted her.
" Hello Àna..." he said, his voice a bit darker then the last time they had talked.
