Post by Dillon Kai on Apr 30, 2008 17:09:51 GMT -8
Basic Information
Name: Dillon Uzi Kai
Age: 15
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs
Blood Type: A+
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight...
Eye Color: n/a! hair's in the way ( birth records say green..blind at birth )
Hair: Dyed Blue ( naturally red )
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Reading, playing viola, juggling
Talents: juggling, playing viola
Favorite things: books, music, fuzzy things, kiwi
Mental Information
Personality: mellow, gentle, kind, straight-forward
Mentality: chaotic neutral
Ideal: A world where colors have a taste and can be felt.
Belief: polytheistic ---> click to see the gods/goddess
Physical Information
Build: Tall, tan, solid, and purdy
Head: Square heart shaped face, full lips, hidden eyes
Torso: Long, thin but meaty, C...D-ish
Arms: Light Muscle,
Legs: Strong calves
Feet: size 7.5
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Earrings lines her ears
Shirts: Always mismatched, random colors, always tank tops
Pants: Always big and baggy, loud colors and dark colors, always set up with alot of belts...also mismatched and oddly colored
Shoes: Boots. Black...she hopes.
Misc: carries a lighter with her...the sound is comforting. Walking stick is also always carried with.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: Irish Stick Fighting
Years Practiced: 7
--------> Overview of the style
History Information
History:
She was born as the only child of a well to do family. Her mother and father, both, well known in the business and medical world. They held high hopes for their child...as she was the only they could have together- the only they could create. Adoption was the only other option from then on.
It was diagnosed at the second month that she had Leber's congenital amaurosis...born blind to be more exact. The hopes of her parents sank but were not extinguished- blind people could function just as well as the visual! They encouraged her, gave her every chance she could get- while still protecting her as best they could....while still allowing her to grow and explore in the world they provided.
Dillon never really got along with see n eye animals, she preferred exploring on her own- she was an independent child, to an extreme and then some. She was accident prone but never deterred. When she began to crawl, she and the coffee table had many arguments. When she began to walk- the stairs and she never did see eye to eye. When she began daycare- the other children would dance circles around her shouting names and obscenities. She would only sit in the center and hug her knees.
Her parents then thought it was best to simply put her into a school where there were other children like her. She was happy there but made few friends as she took school...seriously for even her age. She was intent on working hard to make her parents happy. Learned to play the violin..but chose the viola over it as she loved the richer more fulfilling tones. By the age of seven she had proven to be a prodigy for her ability to play and the time it took for her to learn it. She played for many a person, and for many a concert- her parents were very proud.
While there was no chance for their daughter to be a doctor or a business woman- as she couldn't see the reactions of people, couldn't tell if someone was bleeding out by looking- they tried to help her establish what she wanted to do, earlier in life as opposed to later. Music seemed to make her happy and thus it became the profession they insisted on- notes could be read in braille, music could be learned by playing it.
When she turned eight, her father watched as his daughter fended off a would be kidnapper with her cane and quickly found the perfect fighting style for her. Irish Stick Fighting. Yes! Unorthodox. But it worked and finding some one to teach her was not very hard at all considering the cook, Mangda, was an Irish woman of great breeding. And happily taught the girl- helping her along as necessary and more.
At nine, she was on her path to be a career specialist in music and on her way to concert viola and she could kick some serious butt with her cane. Though she preferred the non-violent route.
But as always trouble brewed, nothing grand- but she put a young man in the hospital and was charged with assault for defending herself as he, in fact, did require to be put into the ICU. She was put into a specialize house arrest, where her parents kept her busy and content. But for the most part- she was bored and unhappy. The boy lived but the assault charge was put on her permanent record...so at fifteen, she had no idea why she was going where she was on the, as her mom called it, the big gray bus, or to wy her bags had been packed. But alas and alack here she was.
Living Status Information
Type of residence: Assigned Dorm
Roommates: None (N/A)
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Str- 12
Dex- 18
Con- 18
Int- 16
Wis- 16
Cha- 10
Qi Power
Name: Keen Senses
Description: as per being blind her whole life, her senses are keener than most- her qi ability enhances it even father- guess who can hear a mouse fart from a mile away in a heavy rain? Or smell cookies baking in the cafeteria when she's in the library? Or even better, hear the sound of a fist cutting the air as it soars towards her?
This is good for 6 feet around her, 350 degrees
Beginner: Really Keen senses
Requirements: 50 Qi
This advances to 8 feet, 350 degrees
Novice: Super Keen Senses
Requirements: 100 Qi
This advances to 12 feet, 350 degrees
Pro: Uber Keen Senses
Requirements: 200 Qi
This advances to 16 feet, 350 degrees
Advanced: Omega Keen Senses
Requirements: 400 Qi
This advances to 18 feet, 350 degrees
Master: OMFG OMEGA KEEN SENSES
Requirements: 800 Qi
This advances to 21 feet, 358 degrees
Name: Dillon Uzi Kai
Age: 15
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs
Blood Type: A+
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight...
Eye Color: n/a! hair's in the way ( birth records say green..blind at birth )
Hair: Dyed Blue ( naturally red )
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Reading, playing viola, juggling
Talents: juggling, playing viola
Favorite things: books, music, fuzzy things, kiwi
Mental Information
Personality: mellow, gentle, kind, straight-forward
Mentality: chaotic neutral
Ideal: A world where colors have a taste and can be felt.
Belief: polytheistic ---> click to see the gods/goddess
Physical Information
Build: Tall, tan, solid, and purdy
Head: Square heart shaped face, full lips, hidden eyes
Torso: Long, thin but meaty, C...D-ish
Arms: Light Muscle,
Legs: Strong calves
Feet: size 7.5
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Earrings lines her ears
Shirts: Always mismatched, random colors, always tank tops
Pants: Always big and baggy, loud colors and dark colors, always set up with alot of belts...also mismatched and oddly colored
Shoes: Boots. Black...she hopes.
Misc: carries a lighter with her...the sound is comforting. Walking stick is also always carried with.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: Irish Stick Fighting
Years Practiced: 7
--------> Overview of the style
History Information
History:
She was born as the only child of a well to do family. Her mother and father, both, well known in the business and medical world. They held high hopes for their child...as she was the only they could have together- the only they could create. Adoption was the only other option from then on.
It was diagnosed at the second month that she had Leber's congenital amaurosis...born blind to be more exact. The hopes of her parents sank but were not extinguished- blind people could function just as well as the visual! They encouraged her, gave her every chance she could get- while still protecting her as best they could....while still allowing her to grow and explore in the world they provided.
Dillon never really got along with see n eye animals, she preferred exploring on her own- she was an independent child, to an extreme and then some. She was accident prone but never deterred. When she began to crawl, she and the coffee table had many arguments. When she began to walk- the stairs and she never did see eye to eye. When she began daycare- the other children would dance circles around her shouting names and obscenities. She would only sit in the center and hug her knees.
Her parents then thought it was best to simply put her into a school where there were other children like her. She was happy there but made few friends as she took school...seriously for even her age. She was intent on working hard to make her parents happy. Learned to play the violin..but chose the viola over it as she loved the richer more fulfilling tones. By the age of seven she had proven to be a prodigy for her ability to play and the time it took for her to learn it. She played for many a person, and for many a concert- her parents were very proud.
While there was no chance for their daughter to be a doctor or a business woman- as she couldn't see the reactions of people, couldn't tell if someone was bleeding out by looking- they tried to help her establish what she wanted to do, earlier in life as opposed to later. Music seemed to make her happy and thus it became the profession they insisted on- notes could be read in braille, music could be learned by playing it.
When she turned eight, her father watched as his daughter fended off a would be kidnapper with her cane and quickly found the perfect fighting style for her. Irish Stick Fighting. Yes! Unorthodox. But it worked and finding some one to teach her was not very hard at all considering the cook, Mangda, was an Irish woman of great breeding. And happily taught the girl- helping her along as necessary and more.
At nine, she was on her path to be a career specialist in music and on her way to concert viola and she could kick some serious butt with her cane. Though she preferred the non-violent route.
But as always trouble brewed, nothing grand- but she put a young man in the hospital and was charged with assault for defending herself as he, in fact, did require to be put into the ICU. She was put into a specialize house arrest, where her parents kept her busy and content. But for the most part- she was bored and unhappy. The boy lived but the assault charge was put on her permanent record...so at fifteen, she had no idea why she was going where she was on the, as her mom called it, the big gray bus, or to wy her bags had been packed. But alas and alack here she was.
Living Status Information
Type of residence: Assigned Dorm
Roommates: None (N/A)
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Str- 12
Dex- 18
Con- 18
Int- 16
Wis- 16
Cha- 10
Qi Power
Name: Keen Senses
Description: as per being blind her whole life, her senses are keener than most- her qi ability enhances it even father- guess who can hear a mouse fart from a mile away in a heavy rain? Or smell cookies baking in the cafeteria when she's in the library? Or even better, hear the sound of a fist cutting the air as it soars towards her?
This is good for 6 feet around her, 350 degrees
Beginner: Really Keen senses
Requirements: 50 Qi
This advances to 8 feet, 350 degrees
Novice: Super Keen Senses
Requirements: 100 Qi
This advances to 12 feet, 350 degrees
Pro: Uber Keen Senses
Requirements: 200 Qi
This advances to 16 feet, 350 degrees
Advanced: Omega Keen Senses
Requirements: 400 Qi
This advances to 18 feet, 350 degrees
Master: OMFG OMEGA KEEN SENSES
Requirements: 800 Qi
This advances to 21 feet, 358 degrees
