Post by Sasori Lyliari on Sept 17, 2007 22:20:37 GMT -5
.:The Soul:.
Name: Sasori Ayane Lyliari
Age: 16
Birthday: June 10,1991
Gender: Female
Original/Cannon: Original
:The Body:
General Description:
Sasori's about 5'9, skinny with short,light brown hair and greyish green eyes. Her body's skiny color is a light pale with small scars on her wrists and upper arms. This is all from where she used to cut as an "emo" kid. Sasori has very white teeth but, doesn't like to smile, as well as very beautiful eyes but, never looks at anyone long enough for them to see.
Build: Skinny
Hair Colour: Light Brown
Eye Colour: Green/grey
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality:
Likes/Dislikes:
LIKES,
DISLIKES,
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths
Weakness
Hobbies:
Villain/Hero/Neutral:
Neutral
Power:
Can create Fire
Sasori, being the curious type, saw the metor as it fell and went to go touch it. Her hands burned and the fire got into her blood whic, made her bleed and her fangs grew, making her make fire with just a touch of the hand and have a lust for blood as a vampiress.
The Heart <3
Family: Mother, Step father
Blood Group: ABO- rare blood type
History:
Sasori was born of a wealthy family in Okinawa,Japan who were always on a trip, or going somewhere. Sasori was left alone and raised by her mother who was home, sometimes. She grew up, learning English and trying to figure out who her real father was but, never got the chance to meet him.
From being pushed around and such, Sasori drifted into passion of writing, music, nature and many other things. Being alone most of the time in her room or outside taught her many things about the world and what the world is really made of
She has seen death, dealt with pain, and never had that person who will drop everything and just want to hold her in their arms. Sasori is the "emo" type by being depressive and usually away from the crowd.
Sasori likes to spend her time outside, and if she's not outside, she's in her room writing, reading or listening to some sort of music. She likes to think about how if she was living in a different environment, and how happy she would be but, she usually puts those dreams away in the back of her mind.
Sasori's little sister was in a terrible accident with her at the same time and during that accident, Sasori tried to pull her ltitle sister across the back of the seats but, failed and her sister died right in front of her. Sasori has been tormented of cars ever since; afraid to drive and afriad to be around them.
Which this fear would easily describe why Sasori doesn't come out of her room unless it was important during the busy streets of the daylight.
Daylight, another hatred of Sasori, due to the fact that it did bring out cars, mad drivers, bad people, and bright red blood. To tell you the truth, Sasori shows no fear, no emotion at all, she usually just has a depressive look on her face ans hides her emotions, afraid to get hurt.
Getting hurt, another subject to lay on in Sasori's past. Getting hurt was the only things that she could ever have done to her, or ever thought of. Boys, family, backstabbing friends, and people of the world brought Sasori pain mentally and physically. Sasori was really tired of it all but, she could do nothing about it.
Sasori's family had an opinonated mind of "perfection" and thought that ever single human-made mistake was imperfect and brought "satanist" words into the hearts of others. Her family usually was never home anyways so why would they worry about it? Well, they wanted Sasori to be that preppy, pink, "A+" student with Honor classes and every teacher loved them and so on and so forth. Which Sasori watched those type of people on TV, magazines and around school and she noticed that the "preppy" people were the first ones to get pregnate, or do drugs.
Pregnate, another word that floated in Sasori's mind. In Japan, Sasori was raped by her real "father" which is why she never wanted to go find him cause she would most likely want to punch him right in a spot that no one would want to be punched at. Being raped was not the big issue in her head, but the fact that when she was born, because her mother did drugs, Sasori was born without ovaries and could not have kids, or have a cycle.
Once the metor fell, Sasori felt different in every way, afriad to smile, afraid to touch anyone or get mad, which mostly cause her fire power. So, Sasori works alone, away from everyone to see if she can control her power, and blood lust.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name: Jade B
Sample Post: Sasori woke up early saturday morning and kept her eyes closed, the sun shining into her eyeslids and making her pull the covers over her head. The noises of the cars honking and car alarms in the streets were loud and clear. Sasori sighed and groaned, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her green eyes. She stood out of bed and pushed her short,light brown hair away from her face and pulled on a pair of black jean and sat down back in bed. Slowly, she opened her drawer, and pulled out her journel and pencil, writing down her first thoughts of waking up and thinking about the day ahead of her.
Name: Sasori Ayane Lyliari
Age: 16
Birthday: June 10,1991
Gender: Female
Original/Cannon: Original
:The Body:
General Description:
Sasori's about 5'9, skinny with short,light brown hair and greyish green eyes. Her body's skiny color is a light pale with small scars on her wrists and upper arms. This is all from where she used to cut as an "emo" kid. Sasori has very white teeth but, doesn't like to smile, as well as very beautiful eyes but, never looks at anyone long enough for them to see.
Build: Skinny
Hair Colour: Light Brown
Eye Colour: Green/grey
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality:
- Bipolar
- Dreamer
- Inner Beauty
- Low Self Confidence
- Dark Mind
- Open to Reason
- Spontaneous
- Lover
- Gentle
- Emotional
Likes/Dislikes:
LIKES,
- Animals
- Nature
- Fantasy
- Writing
- Dreaming
- Fire
- Music
- Drawing
- Reading
DISLIKES,
- Death
- Water
- Rap
- Anger
- Destruction of Nature
- People
- Preps
- Conflict
- Religion
- Politics
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths
- Solving Issues
- Social Talking
- Comforting
- Thinking
- Literature
Weakness
- Emotion
- Love
- Death
- Guys
Hobbies:
- Drawing/Writing
- Photography
- Singing
- Cooking
Villain/Hero/Neutral:
Neutral
Power:
Can create Fire
Sasori, being the curious type, saw the metor as it fell and went to go touch it. Her hands burned and the fire got into her blood whic, made her bleed and her fangs grew, making her make fire with just a touch of the hand and have a lust for blood as a vampiress.
The Heart <3
Family: Mother, Step father
Blood Group: ABO- rare blood type
History:
Sasori was born of a wealthy family in Okinawa,Japan who were always on a trip, or going somewhere. Sasori was left alone and raised by her mother who was home, sometimes. She grew up, learning English and trying to figure out who her real father was but, never got the chance to meet him.
From being pushed around and such, Sasori drifted into passion of writing, music, nature and many other things. Being alone most of the time in her room or outside taught her many things about the world and what the world is really made of
She has seen death, dealt with pain, and never had that person who will drop everything and just want to hold her in their arms. Sasori is the "emo" type by being depressive and usually away from the crowd.
Sasori likes to spend her time outside, and if she's not outside, she's in her room writing, reading or listening to some sort of music. She likes to think about how if she was living in a different environment, and how happy she would be but, she usually puts those dreams away in the back of her mind.
Sasori's little sister was in a terrible accident with her at the same time and during that accident, Sasori tried to pull her ltitle sister across the back of the seats but, failed and her sister died right in front of her. Sasori has been tormented of cars ever since; afraid to drive and afriad to be around them.
Which this fear would easily describe why Sasori doesn't come out of her room unless it was important during the busy streets of the daylight.
Daylight, another hatred of Sasori, due to the fact that it did bring out cars, mad drivers, bad people, and bright red blood. To tell you the truth, Sasori shows no fear, no emotion at all, she usually just has a depressive look on her face ans hides her emotions, afraid to get hurt.
Getting hurt, another subject to lay on in Sasori's past. Getting hurt was the only things that she could ever have done to her, or ever thought of. Boys, family, backstabbing friends, and people of the world brought Sasori pain mentally and physically. Sasori was really tired of it all but, she could do nothing about it.
Sasori's family had an opinonated mind of "perfection" and thought that ever single human-made mistake was imperfect and brought "satanist" words into the hearts of others. Her family usually was never home anyways so why would they worry about it? Well, they wanted Sasori to be that preppy, pink, "A+" student with Honor classes and every teacher loved them and so on and so forth. Which Sasori watched those type of people on TV, magazines and around school and she noticed that the "preppy" people were the first ones to get pregnate, or do drugs.
Pregnate, another word that floated in Sasori's mind. In Japan, Sasori was raped by her real "father" which is why she never wanted to go find him cause she would most likely want to punch him right in a spot that no one would want to be punched at. Being raped was not the big issue in her head, but the fact that when she was born, because her mother did drugs, Sasori was born without ovaries and could not have kids, or have a cycle.
Once the metor fell, Sasori felt different in every way, afriad to smile, afraid to touch anyone or get mad, which mostly cause her fire power. So, Sasori works alone, away from everyone to see if she can control her power, and blood lust.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name: Jade B
Sample Post: Sasori woke up early saturday morning and kept her eyes closed, the sun shining into her eyeslids and making her pull the covers over her head. The noises of the cars honking and car alarms in the streets were loud and clear. Sasori sighed and groaned, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her green eyes. She stood out of bed and pushed her short,light brown hair away from her face and pulled on a pair of black jean and sat down back in bed. Slowly, she opened her drawer, and pulled out her journel and pencil, writing down her first thoughts of waking up and thinking about the day ahead of her.
