Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 17:38:41 GMT -7
AMANDA BILLINGS
Amanda Billings Fourteen Noble Mandy Despair Digimon Group(s) -Vaccine/Data/Mixed FACE CLAIM: kirino kousaka ANIMANGA: Ore no Imouto ga Konna ni Kawaii Wake ga Nai[My Little Sister Can't Be This Cute] GENDER: Female HEIGHT: Five feet and four inches WEIGHT: Ninety-nine pounds APPEARANCE A slightly tanned complexion, Amanda has dusty blonde hair, trimmed short within the front and long slightly in the back, as well as light blue eyes. A slim figure, she has long legs that she tends to become embarrassed of, along with her undeveloped torso. Though while not caring much for her array of outfits, she sticks to wearing the color pink. Often this includes a long sleeved jacket of her favorite color, covering that of a white blouse with blue trimming at the lower hem of the shirt. Finally ending with that of a frilly blue skirt, knee high socks and black buckled shoes. Along with a silver chained locket that she keeps upon her neck, as well as her white cased cellphone, the young teen does her best to move through the world in style. Its funny how you can picture something completely, and find it turn into something totally different in a matter of hours. Of course, it was long before now that I realized just where dad was moving us....I just never thought it would be to JAPAN! W'e've spent more than fourteen years in New York. All my friends are here!......Mom's here too...But it seems that his job gave him a big promotion and want him running a branch of his company overseas. Apparently that seems to be good enough reason to uproot us to lands unknown. I should be excited for him...he works really hard and totally deserves this...I just wish it didn't have to be this year....not my first year of High school. New school, new friends, new faces, new everything. Heck, I have to learn Japanese, and I barely paid attention in class when we went into languages. Course, its hard to pay attention to anything when you can just stare at Brad Jones...what a hottie...AND I GET TO LOSE THAT TOO BECAUSE OF THIS!!UGH!!! I asked him if I could just stay with Grandma, he said that there was no way that was going to happen. I think he'd just miss me too much...ever since mom died it's just been him and I. Plus I cook way better than him any day....not that I'd tell him that...Not seriously anyway. I guess I'd be worried about him too...A lot of stuff can happen there...plus with all this stuff in the news, can't be too careful. I guess that's that then....Looks like I'm Tokyo bound for sure now....Wonder if their swim team still has openings? For that matter, would they have any interesting clubs in their schools? Can't be too different from here right? I mean...I hope it isn't. Mom...I really wish you were here....You'd say something like....new things are always scary, but they can be great....You'd say that and I'd believe you without a doubt.... I have a hard time doing that when I say it...especially since I don't know. Guess I'll know soon enough though won't I? After all, seems that no matter what I say, we're going. The house is already packed away, furniture has been shipped out, even the mail has been transferred over...THE MAIL! Can't say I feel anymore at home here than I would there, especially since I'm typing all this out on the only thing that didn't get boxed away. Still can't believe he thought to put my laptop away along with my books...I swear sometimes dad is just so one track minded. As long as the jobs done I guess. I know he's happy of that, I can hear him snoring all the way from his room, at least one of us can sleep. We still have a few days before it's time, but I can't seem to shake this place...or you from my thoughts. It isn't fair....you should be here with us. You shouldn't be gone....I know I repeating myself but it isn't right! NONE OF THIS IS! I just don't want it to seem like we're running away from this place...from you. I almost think thats what this is all about, not simply a promotion....but dad trying to run away. Four years and he still doesn't even want to talk about you. He keeps everything of yours in a box somewhere...I don't even know if he sent it over. If he doesn't...I will....Im not going to lose you mom....even if he wants to forget.....I won't..... How can I when I can't help it? It isn't like I haven't tried. Its just I can see you all the time...almost in every room. You're here....and when we leave....you won't be with us...not at all. Someone else will move in and they won't even know that you even stayed here...that you died here... I guess that would kinda make it hard to sell this place....should have thought of that with the last couple that came by to look it over. Don't worry...I wouldn't do that...I know better....But I can think it. Either way, I don't get much a say in this...I can't stay and I can't go with Grandma either. But I can at least keep typing to you...talking to you always helps. Just like how we used to talk when you were here....I never said it....but I always was able to sleep better when I heard your voice....telling me goodnight....or just telling me that things would be ok...It will be.....right.... I guess I better stop now...we still have to get passports and everything else....I have to go to the library to try and get some language guides and CDs so I don't look like a complete tourist when we get there. But...I'll write tomorrow night...like always.... Night....Mom....Love you.... MEMBER NAME: Kaze AGE: 18 OTHER CHARACTERS: N//A ROLEPLAY SAMPLE Thread Title: Bettin on Luck[ A post from Naruto Extinction with the character of Kusanone Tsukiyo]  Jan 15, 2014 15:37:01 GMT -7 @risa said:  In four years, you would consider just what kind of changes had come upon your life. It was natural to wonder, or at least consider them. But in the four years since she had begun her new life, the shinobi had done so for only the first year, allowing everything else to settle within the depths of her old life. Perhaps as a means of defense or just to allow some sense of normalcy to remain upon her appearance. In the end, it seemed to work, Tsukiyo was now the only identity left. It had been hard to gain any kind of respect for herself, moving outside the shadow of her mother, but she had managed it. Enough to the point that she was part of the ANBU. It was a bitter sweet victory, but a victory non the less. It was more than what she would have likely gained upon remaining in Sunagakure, aside from torture and likely death. But she would be lying if she said that she didn't miss her family....her friends....Takeshi...Those thoughts were hardly to repress than anything else. They were the people that shaped her, made her who she was. No matter how far she may have come, they were the shadows that she could not move herself from, and she didn't truly want to. Yet it did make it hard sometimes, keeping a smile when she knew that the pain she caused was something that would forever remain with her. But she continued on, making sure to allow herself the moments needed to break away into her thoughts. "HEY! Its your move stranger!!" Though sadly, this wasn't one of them. Miles away from Kusagakure, Tsukiyo was under the guise of another name, working towards resolving a conflict of interests between two rival bandit groups. Of course, the end game was to eliminate both parties with little to no causalities, something that she was keen on achieving. At the moment, her track record within the ANBU had been less than perfect, and her methods, less than subtle. This was her chance to try and get at least one good point upon the board for herself. "You in..or out!? We ain't got all night!!!" With her feet resting atop a chair, one arm folded over her chest as a straw hat rested over her face, the young teen allowed the back of her wrist to push it's brim up, allowing a dazed look to be displayed upon her face, face reddened from her noticeable intoxication, as she blinked. "Yea yea yea....Course I'm in....just makin sure ya know what cha doing guy. I mean...already got half ya stuff....what else ya go but ya pants?" The bearded man growled while staring towards the kid with a lucky streak, mumbling as he saw his money, his daggers, his hat and even his gloves now resting in a strangers possession. But he intended to get it all back and more, considering how drunk the chick he was playing was. Of course, he'd have to share her with his friends, as they all seemed to have lost something because of this new comer. The shame of it all was starting to get under all of their skin, but after buying the girl round after round, it seemed that they would get out with more than what they had came in with after all. |
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