Title: TAKAMI, hotaru kira
Hotaru Kira Takami - August 24, 2007 12:10 AM (GMT)
__++hello. my name is…
name/nickname:: Sea
age:: 15
experience:: 2 years
other characters here::--
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Hotaru Kira Tatami
nickname(s):: Tar, HKT
birthdate:: May 8th
age:: 56
ethnicity:: Japanese
orientation:: heterosexual
species:: werewolf
belongs to:: Courroucé Pack
title:: spy
&&__physical description
height:: 5’6
weight:: 130
eye color:: brown
hair color:: black
body type:: slender
distinguishing marks:: two scars on either shoulder that run the length of her back
dress style:: Hotaru tends to dress dark and sassy. Anything that moves with her, weather it’s a skirt or basketball shorts. She stays away from tight fitting jeans and skin tight shirts. Short of those, she will were anything that’s a shade of grey, black, and the exception of white.
portrayal:: aoi miyazaki
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
general description::
“I’m not a complicated person. Give me something to do and I’ll do it, give me somewhere to be and I’ll be there, piss me off and I’ll tear your head right off your shoulders. By nature I am not a calm person. I like excitement, love adventure, and live of adrenaline. However, I do not like –and probably won’t- follow anyone’s rules but my own. I do things my way, though I don’t expect everyone to do them as such. I have never, and will never do things the easy way. I like a challenge, and will take anyone that I can get, even if I have to make it myself.
My loyalty is something that is hard to gain, but once you’ve got it, you’ve got it for as long as you have my trust, and then some. I hate to admit that I’m a tad clingy. Betrayal is something I’ve faced often because of this. Even after you’ve hurt me, if you need my help I’ll give it. I hate that about myself but that’s how it is. I’m Hotaru Kira Tatami, take it or leave it.”
&&__battle royale
artillary::
-Walther P99 semi-automatic pistol
-Smith & Wesson double-action .45 ACP semi-automatic compact pistol
-Several Shotguns
swordsmanship::
-KM2000 German army knife
-Butterfly knife
-bowtie knife
Hotaru is very skilled with small knife working, though she can’t handle swards at all. She taught herself to flip, throw, and swing blades around to cause the most bodily harm to her opponent and without hurting herself.
martial arts:: none, unless street fighting counts.
combat:: Hotaru is a skilled fighter, though she works better with weapons. She can hold her own against anyone you put in front of her. Since she pretty much taught herself to fight, she can’t say she’s particularly trained in anything, but she could fool anyone on that.
&&__family history
father’s name:: Kenji Tatami
mother’s name:: Suzume Hurono[deceased]
sibling’s name:: --
general history::
&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample:: Bars were never, and will never be, a fun place to hang out alone. Romeo liked drinking, but didn't make it a frequent pastime. Getting drunk made you stupid and arrogant, and bad things happen when one gets over confident. Like what he was looking at now, a man and woman in a heated argument. The man had downed at least six or seven shots of whisky, coupled by two eight ounce glasses of beer. He was drunk beyond a shadow of a doubt, and was now picking at, what Romeo assumed to be his wife, about who was driving home. The woman, had been sipping on some fruity little drink and was hardly half done with it. Out of the two she was the one who was sober, and thinking straight. Romeo assumed this hadn't been the first time her husband wanted to drive drunk. He was sure they'd probably wrecked before and that's why she was freaking out. As of now, Rome had to give it to the wife for being practical and not wanting to get herself killed. However, if he were to down a couple shots of vodka his opinion would quickly change.
Drinking wasn't the reason Romeo was sitting in a bar though. Strange as it may seem, that was the furthest thing from his mind. As he pulled another cigarette from the pack and lit up, his mind was stuck about four or so months back. Aside from Olly, Romeo had taken his fellow gang member's death the hardest. He'd known Roberto better than the rest of the guys did, and they'd known each other the longest. That being the reason Romeo had a small voice inside that blamed himself for his death. The voice had died down significantly in the past months, but was there screaming nonetheless. 'You should have been there,' it would say, 'If you'd gone out with him it would have been okay.' Still he knew all the if's, would of's, could of's, should of's were pointless. He couldn't change what happened.
On the other hand, there was another part of him screaming louder than ever. The side of him that wanted Clark Jordan's body laying up in the E.R. dying. He couldn't understand how some low life’d gangster could have that many connections in the court system. The damn thing never made it to trial. Romeo was sure that if it had the piece of shit would of had enough electricity running through him to light up all of Brooklyn. Romeo, unlike Olly, was a hot head. He lost his temper easily, wore his heart on his sleeve so to speak. If he ran across Jordan without anyone to tell him to back off, he was sure he'd do something stupid. He couldn't help it, he'd just end up snapping.
Romeo seemed to be doing a lot of that lately, snapping. He honest to God tried not to. He never would mean to blow up at a friend, or his family. Aurora, was currently not speaking to him. He'd screamed at her over taking one of his shirts to walk through the rain with. He probably wouldn’t have if she'd asked, and would have just let her take it, but still it was the stupidest thing. Not that it mattered to him much, that she refused to even look at him. They barely got along anyway. It was a warning to him though, that if he didn't watch it he'd royally screw himself out of having anyone in his corner at all. Most of the guys put up with his shit, or ignored it, but there is really only so much someone can take. Which, that was what worried him, because he was pretty sure it would be his brother, or parents that he pissed off next.
The heat on his fingers, and the now screaming voice brought Rome back to reality. With out thinking he dropped the cigarette butt and nearly missed the ash tray. He really needed to quit, it was a nasty habit that was slowly eating his lungs. Yet, even though he knew it was as good as committing a slow form of suicide, Romeo lit up another as he turned his attention to the couple who was now joined by one of the bar keeps. He chuckled to himself as the woman threw her drink in her husband's face and stormed out. Only after making a scene of throwing money in the bar keeps face did the man storm out as well. Rome followed him out the door with his eyes, and shook his head watching a new body enter. "Umm," Romeo hummed with a small smirk, "How's it hangin' Leo?" he called across the booth he was hunched down in.
member title:: the»sane»&&the»insane»rivalry
name/nickname:: Sea
age:: 15
experience:: 2 years
other characters here::--
__++you can call me…
&&__basic information
full name:: Hotaru Kira Tatami
nickname(s):: Tar, HKT
birthdate:: May 8th
age:: 56
ethnicity:: Japanese
orientation:: heterosexual
species:: werewolf
belongs to:: Courroucé Pack
title:: spy
&&__physical description
height:: 5’6
weight:: 130
eye color:: brown
hair color:: black
body type:: slender
distinguishing marks:: two scars on either shoulder that run the length of her back
dress style:: Hotaru tends to dress dark and sassy. Anything that moves with her, weather it’s a skirt or basketball shorts. She stays away from tight fitting jeans and skin tight shirts. Short of those, she will were anything that’s a shade of grey, black, and the exception of white.
portrayal:: aoi miyazaki
picture::
&&__personality test
likes::
- -fighting
-arguing
-winning
-politics
-smoking
-torture
-adrenaline
-Kimonos
-pushing limits
-Japanese pop
-Harajuku
-Sleeping
- -arrogance
-liars
-cameras
-bright cheery colors
-people who won’t fight
-being wrong
-apologies
-paper work
-following orders
-doing things the easy way
-humans
-vampires
- -smoking
-lying unintentionally: Hotaru hates liars, but tends to let her mouth run off ahead of her sometimes, and gets to committed to one story before she can change it.
-grinding her teeth when she’s nervous
-rushing into things half-baked
-ignoring painfully obvious rules and guides: yes, she does this on purpose, that’s how she is. She likes to learn as she goes, even if there is a clear set of rules.
-letting herself be angered easily: eh, she wares her heart on her sleave.
-letting herself be clingy
general description::
“I’m not a complicated person. Give me something to do and I’ll do it, give me somewhere to be and I’ll be there, piss me off and I’ll tear your head right off your shoulders. By nature I am not a calm person. I like excitement, love adventure, and live of adrenaline. However, I do not like –and probably won’t- follow anyone’s rules but my own. I do things my way, though I don’t expect everyone to do them as such. I have never, and will never do things the easy way. I like a challenge, and will take anyone that I can get, even if I have to make it myself.
My loyalty is something that is hard to gain, but once you’ve got it, you’ve got it for as long as you have my trust, and then some. I hate to admit that I’m a tad clingy. Betrayal is something I’ve faced often because of this. Even after you’ve hurt me, if you need my help I’ll give it. I hate that about myself but that’s how it is. I’m Hotaru Kira Tatami, take it or leave it.”
&&__battle royale
artillary::
-Walther P99 semi-automatic pistol
-Smith & Wesson double-action .45 ACP semi-automatic compact pistol
-Several Shotguns
swordsmanship::
-KM2000 German army knife
-Butterfly knife
-bowtie knife
Hotaru is very skilled with small knife working, though she can’t handle swards at all. She taught herself to flip, throw, and swing blades around to cause the most bodily harm to her opponent and without hurting herself.
martial arts:: none, unless street fighting counts.
combat:: Hotaru is a skilled fighter, though she works better with weapons. She can hold her own against anyone you put in front of her. Since she pretty much taught herself to fight, she can’t say she’s particularly trained in anything, but she could fool anyone on that.
&&__family history
father’s name:: Kenji Tatami
mother’s name:: Suzume Hurono[deceased]
sibling’s name:: --
general history::
- - Born the only child(as far as she knows) of two rouge werewolves, in Aomori, Japan.
-Moved from place to place since birth, and for a while was stationed in Milan, Italy. That was where she was first taught to hunt, just about the only useful thing she learned from her parents.
-Her mother was killed shortly after that and her father left her to fend for herself, when she was still just a child.
-Made her first human kill after a few months of feeding from nothing but animals and had killed only them ever since.
-Followed a human boy around for a while with the intent on killing him, she’d followed him in to a dinette but was sucked in by his charm.
-Instead treating him as just another meal, she ended up falling in love with the boy.
-After grilling him for quite some time on his thoughts of the ‘supernatural’, she admitted and showed him that she wasn’t human. A stupid thing to do, but she had it in her head that she could trust him all the way.
-She shortly after realizing she’d gotten attached and that she was putting her lover’s life in danger, relocated to France and forgot the boy the best she could, out of fear, because lord knows it wasn’t because she liked leaving him.
-This boy, however, was a slayer that had played her since the time he noticed she was tracking him and came after her before she even knew what was happening. He’d slashed her back from the top of her shoulder blades on both sides to her mid-back. When he pulled a silver dagger from his holster she was forced to kill him.
-Soon to follow that, Hotaru taught herself everything there was to know about guns, and taught herself to use them in every way, shape and form; knives as well.
-Ever since, Hotaru always chose feisty victims to practice fighting and using her weapons.
-After being rouge for, well her entire life, she fell into a local pack in France, Courroucé, that shared a lot of her same views.
-It happened after she chose to fight beside one of their high up pack members, who was out numbered by their rival pack. As mentioned, she liked a challenge.
-At first she declined joining up with any one group, because she was so use to being on her own. Eventually she fell in to their ranks.
-Even though she has a hard time doing things how other people like them to be done, Hotaru’s talent in fighting and getting people to tell them what she wants was put to good use with in the pack, and she was put to work as a spy.
&&__proving your worth
role-playing sample:: Bars were never, and will never be, a fun place to hang out alone. Romeo liked drinking, but didn't make it a frequent pastime. Getting drunk made you stupid and arrogant, and bad things happen when one gets over confident. Like what he was looking at now, a man and woman in a heated argument. The man had downed at least six or seven shots of whisky, coupled by two eight ounce glasses of beer. He was drunk beyond a shadow of a doubt, and was now picking at, what Romeo assumed to be his wife, about who was driving home. The woman, had been sipping on some fruity little drink and was hardly half done with it. Out of the two she was the one who was sober, and thinking straight. Romeo assumed this hadn't been the first time her husband wanted to drive drunk. He was sure they'd probably wrecked before and that's why she was freaking out. As of now, Rome had to give it to the wife for being practical and not wanting to get herself killed. However, if he were to down a couple shots of vodka his opinion would quickly change.
Drinking wasn't the reason Romeo was sitting in a bar though. Strange as it may seem, that was the furthest thing from his mind. As he pulled another cigarette from the pack and lit up, his mind was stuck about four or so months back. Aside from Olly, Romeo had taken his fellow gang member's death the hardest. He'd known Roberto better than the rest of the guys did, and they'd known each other the longest. That being the reason Romeo had a small voice inside that blamed himself for his death. The voice had died down significantly in the past months, but was there screaming nonetheless. 'You should have been there,' it would say, 'If you'd gone out with him it would have been okay.' Still he knew all the if's, would of's, could of's, should of's were pointless. He couldn't change what happened.
On the other hand, there was another part of him screaming louder than ever. The side of him that wanted Clark Jordan's body laying up in the E.R. dying. He couldn't understand how some low life’d gangster could have that many connections in the court system. The damn thing never made it to trial. Romeo was sure that if it had the piece of shit would of had enough electricity running through him to light up all of Brooklyn. Romeo, unlike Olly, was a hot head. He lost his temper easily, wore his heart on his sleeve so to speak. If he ran across Jordan without anyone to tell him to back off, he was sure he'd do something stupid. He couldn't help it, he'd just end up snapping.
Romeo seemed to be doing a lot of that lately, snapping. He honest to God tried not to. He never would mean to blow up at a friend, or his family. Aurora, was currently not speaking to him. He'd screamed at her over taking one of his shirts to walk through the rain with. He probably wouldn’t have if she'd asked, and would have just let her take it, but still it was the stupidest thing. Not that it mattered to him much, that she refused to even look at him. They barely got along anyway. It was a warning to him though, that if he didn't watch it he'd royally screw himself out of having anyone in his corner at all. Most of the guys put up with his shit, or ignored it, but there is really only so much someone can take. Which, that was what worried him, because he was pretty sure it would be his brother, or parents that he pissed off next.
The heat on his fingers, and the now screaming voice brought Rome back to reality. With out thinking he dropped the cigarette butt and nearly missed the ash tray. He really needed to quit, it was a nasty habit that was slowly eating his lungs. Yet, even though he knew it was as good as committing a slow form of suicide, Romeo lit up another as he turned his attention to the couple who was now joined by one of the bar keeps. He chuckled to himself as the woman threw her drink in her husband's face and stormed out. Only after making a scene of throwing money in the bar keeps face did the man storm out as well. Rome followed him out the door with his eyes, and shook his head watching a new body enter. "Umm," Romeo hummed with a small smirk, "How's it hangin' Leo?" he called across the booth he was hunched down in.
member title:: the»sane»&&the»insane»rivalry
Hikari Zhou - August 25, 2007 04:51 PM (GMT)
Hi! and welcome to Boundaries of the Underworld!
I looked over your profile and it looks pretty good ^^
Just some small things to tell:
For blood type, I'm not sure it this really matters or is correct, be specific of what species of blood. I guess that animals could have a letter type blood too? I think? So just make name the species.
i think that's it! so just be patient a little longer until one of the admins looks over your profile as I have and they'll take if from there!
I looked over your profile and it looks pretty good ^^
Just some small things to tell:
For blood type, I'm not sure it this really matters or is correct, be specific of what species of blood. I guess that animals could have a letter type blood too? I think? So just make name the species.
i think that's it! so just be patient a little longer until one of the admins looks over your profile as I have and they'll take if from there!
Jude Parker Devereux - August 27, 2007 09:59 PM (GMT)
- Sorry nobody's gotten to this. It's a really nice profile. Thanks for taking Hikari's advice!
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