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The * means REQUIRED!About YouName: Emily
Age: 13 1/2
Where You Found Us: Uhm, IDK My BFF Jill?
*Rules Password: *** Character Basics*Name: Azumi Hikari Chiyoko
Alias/Nickname: She preferable would rather be called Zumari, but is fine when a Sensei or elders call her Azumi. Her nicknames vary from Zumi-chan, Kari-chan, Chi-chan, Yoko-chan, and others. It's just what others prefer for her.
*Age: 17
*Gender: Female
Birthdate/Sign: November 19th, Scorpio
Blood Type: O
*Status: Rich student, Class 2-A
Lovely Item: Locket and her black and blue striped armwarmer.
Character Appearance*Hair: She has a dark blue-violet shade of hair, vary from black, to blue-violet, and grey in certain lights. Her hair is basically straight, with a bit of wave in it. Her hair runs past her shoulders, while she still holds soft bangs that hide her forehead.
*Eyes: Her eyes are a very pretty violet-blue, high-lighted by a soft sky blue/lilac. Her eyes are very alluring, and is said that you can see whether her words are true or not just by looking in them. She has a tendency to stop talking when someone looks directly in her eyes.
Distinguishing Marks: She has a few scars that she hides under her black and blue striped armwarmer. She also draws on her left arm and on her face (usually three little 'eyelashes' under her left eye) if that counts as distinguishable marks. Let's just say they are, because they are always there. :]
*Portrayal: Mio Akiyama, from K-ON!
Personality*Likes: -The Color Blue, Especially Bright or Neon.
-American Broadway/Plays.
-Fast Food.
-Coffee.
-Dance/Techno/Rave Music.
-Black Lights/Glow Sticks.
-Eyeliner.
-Being The Center Of Attention.
-Acting/Cosplaying.
-Gothic Lolita (Style).
*Dislikes: -Adventure Movies.
-Crying.
-Sunlight (Oddly Enough, But Will Still Go Outside).
-Lack Of Dance Skills.
-School.
-Sleeping.
-When Others Pick On The Innocent.
-Being Quiet/Silent People.
*Strengths:
-Being Ambidextrous (Two Handed).
-Is A Great Actor/Singer.
-Being Able To Not Sleep For Days At A Time.
-Being Able To Stand Up To Anyone.
-Entertaining Others.
*Weaknesses: -Not Being Able To Hold Chop Sticks Right (Her User Error).
-Her Weakness With People's Eyes.
-Getting Obsessed. ><
-Not Being Too Smart.
-Getting Bored Easily.
-Playing With People.
-Flirting With Anyone.
*General Personality: Zumari is in general, seductive. She may not realize it herself, but she loves to play with people. She loves watching them blush and get embarassed. The thing is, she may act completely sexually and all, but she would rather not get in bed with someone...
Enless, it's nesessary. So, I should also add that she is very physical, but doesn't mind speaking her mind about any subject. But, it is unlikely that she'd let out the words "I love you," anytime soon. She'd rather play around a bit.
She also loves to be in Rave/Dance clubs, even though she is basically to young. That doesn't stop her, at all. American Broadway has also oddly sparked her attention, being who she is. She loves to act and sing, her personality blossoming into one of an attention-whore. She would
certainly take on Tamaki for a contest to see who is more of an attention-whore. I'm not sure who'd win, though.
She also has fun Cosplaying, as she says, "It helps her acting skills." Her favorite has to be the maid outfit she's got. It reminds her of Gothic Lolita, which she prefers over all other styles in Japan or anywhere else. She likes the nightlife, for sure.
HistoryParents: Ayaka Harumi Chiyoko (Mother, Manga Writer), Hitoshi Hiro Chiyoko (Father, Dance/Rave Club Chain Owner)
Siblings: Ayumi Haruki Chiyoko (15, Last Year Of Middle)
*General History: She grew in a setting of late nights dancing, and it kind've just stuck with her. Her father had a chain of very well know Dance/Rave clubs, while her mother money manges it. Her mother also writes a manga series called, 'Warifu: Ee, Iie,' meaning 'Check: Yes, No.' It is a romantic comedy about a girl who keeps getting cute little notes, requesting her to check yes or no and leave the note in a specific spot. The series actually became a big hit and has been going on for 10 books already. Someties, you will actually see Zumari reading her mother's manga, because it is actually quite good.
When she was in her first year in middle, she found this boy who treated her s sweetly. She foolishly thought it was love. >< They began to hang out more and more. She loved how his pure green eyes allured her, and how she could make him blush by flirting with her. She eventuallygot to the point where she couldn't hold herself in any longer, and ended up kissing him. Obviously, though, it was to end tragically.
He pushed her away with the words, "Eh? I don't like you. Never have." She was left heart-broken, but that did stop her from defending her case. She stated that he always blushed when she did something cute to him, and yada yada yada. >< He replied with, "I was only using you to make somone jelous. Haven't you ever heard of
acting?"
She was so ruined by him, he had gotten into her head and played with her heart. He was so good, and that hurt her even more to know it. She was depressed, and actually missed a good week of school. Even though it wasn't that bad, something about how he played her so well bothered her. It even drove her to cutting herself. It should never be the answer to cut herself, but she couldn't help it. It took so much out of her.
On the seventh day, her mother came to her after she had locked herself in her room and didn't come out. "I don't know what happened, but you should always know that not every guy is truthful. You will eventually find the one, Zumi-chan. Just don't look for it, okay? Let it find you way later then this. Because it won't be as true as you want it to be, just yet. Boys don't think properly. Men do," Her mother told with a sweet voice, dropping a locket in her hand. Her words cheered her up, just enough for her to go back to school. But that didn't stop her from cutting herself.
When you cut yourself, it begins to get addictive. It gets hard to stop. It's like an addictive, but horrible, drug. Stopping would just kill a person, just of the thought of it. It becomes a bad habit, a horrid one. It took her months to stop, about the time she found acting. Acting was like her anti-drug, even how cliche that it sounds. Acting also brought her a feeling of peace because she knew the better she got at acting, the more she could fool others. She began to play with others, enjoying them while they got feelings for her. She held the locket her mother gave her close, as if it was the fuel that made her do all of this.
So, she didn't like playing with people.... The boy who broke her heart did it.... But, it's not like he ever cared.... (That was awkward to write. ><)
Other Notes: Fears:
-Getting Played.
-Spiders.
-Getting Depressed Again.
-Start Cutting Self Again.
-Someone Figuring Out How She Really Feels On The Inside.
SampleRoleplay Sample: Zumari walked through her father's new club, her arms spread wide, touching some of the chairs near the front. Her eyes darted up to the blacklights that were hanging from the celing, which was making the blue on her outfit glow. A smile grew on her face as she enter the free section of the club, where everyone dances. She threw her arms up and spun in a few circles, before shrilling.
"You really mean this is our new teen club?" Her over-excited voice let out as her eyes went to the DJ stand in the back. She walked over to it, her hands softly brushing the edge as she studied it. Her eyes averted back to her father, who had been following her.
"Of cour-" He was cut off by another sqeal from his daughter, earning a chuckle from him. "If it will stop you from throwing parties when me and your mother are gone. And stop you from sneaking into quite a few of the other clubs."
"Like I said, I'm a teenager. What's a teen's life without awesome parties at peoples houses," Zumari said loudly, letting it bounce off the walls. "And, I also told you, I was checking them out to see if they were better than yours- which they're not." She earned yet another chuckle from her father.
She, then, pulled out a disk of dance music and put it on the DJ's disk thing. She pulled the small, silver bar and pulled it over the disk and put it down softly. Suddenly, music began to pump through the giant speakers, the beat creating an 'Unce, unce, unce, unce," effect. She jumped from behind the DJ stand and began dancing.