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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 3:50 pm
_______Info >> Name Keiko >> Gender Female >> Owner Tnau >> Scent Opium >> D.O.B 3/30/07 >> Stage Child
>> Likes >> Dislikes >> Personality Smooth, Seductive, Violent (towards the unwanted) >> Something Special
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 8:53 am
 ☰☰☰ Navigation ☰☰☰ Keiko ☰☰☰ Mia ☰☰☰ Family ☰☰☰ House ☰☰☰ Photo Album ☰☰☰ Scent Thoughts ☰☰☰ Roleplays ☰☰☰ Growths ☰☰☰ How It Started ☰☰☰ Reserved ☰☰☰ Reserved ☰☰☰ Reserved ☰☰☰ Credits
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:11 am
  Scent ❀ OpiumName ❀ KeikoMeaning ❀ Blessed childNicknames ❀ KeiStage ❀ ChildHeight ❀ AverageWeight ❀ Light____________________LikesFood ❀ Yokan, Sushi, teaMusic ❀ Anything classicalHobbies ❀ Painting, classical dance__________________DislikesFood ❀ Anything from a can, anything greasy.Music ❀ Everything except classicalHates ❀ People she doesn't like, or people she doesn't want to see. People who try to scare her, or are rude.Personality ❀ Keiko is usually a quite child, and doesn't really bother anyone unless she needs something. No in her book means a green light for her to seduce a yes out of someone, and she's quite smooth about it too. She isn't wild child, but she can get pretty stubborn about certain things. She won't outright start an argument, however do beware she can get pretty violent if the person goes to far. It's a little weird for anyone to think that Keiko would be violent, but she can pack quite the punch.Sexuality ❀ She hasn't really thought about thisRelationship Status ❀ Single till Mia tells her she's old enough to date xDPosting Color ❀ #3cc87d
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:24 am
 Name ❀ Mia GallagherAge ❀ 25DOB ❀ Feb. 3rdHeight ❀ 5’8”Race ❀ HumanOccupation ❀ BlacksmithLikes ❀ Animals, her work, anything sweet, the outdoorsDislikes ❀ Meat, people who are annoying, really girly thingsAppearance ❀ Mia is pretty, she quite tall and her curves have filled in to her liking. Her hair is a chestnut color with a natural soft curl, it reaches just below her shoulders. Her eyes are a dark forest green, with one eye covered by a white eye patch which never comes off. Her skin is tanned, with her build being well muscled but not enough to look like a man. Mia is always found in a pair of riding leggings, some sort of shirt either tee or long sleeved and long knee high boots.Personality ❀ Mia is a little aggressive, she won't outright start a fight with someone, but will certainly end one if someone provokes her. Because of this some people think she has a bad temper, her chilly neutral tone she takes with people sometimes scares them. First and foremost, she is a business woman, she knows how to converse with others, and she certainly won't try running away if people try talking to her. Some have called Mia a bit impulsive and reckless, even calling her someone who does things when the mood hits her; a lot of people compare her to a wild stallion. She is confident and animated, especially around things or people she knows well and loves. She may be impulsive, but she'd optimistic about being able to do whatever she wants and whatever she needs to do.Bio ❀ Mia was born on a hot summery day right in her family home in the farmlands, Mia‘s mother died giving birth to her. Not quite knowing what to do with a little girl, Mia's father tried to raise his daughter to the best of his abilities. Growing up and following her father around like his shadow, everyone could guess she’d step right up and into her fathers shoes as a blacksmith. Which she did, in fact her father had deemed her almost ready to take over the family business until his death. She hadn’t known he had died, it wasn’t until she got home and neighbours were giving their condolences. After that Mia was never the same, she became an angry teenager and sold almost all of their horses, almost losing the business her father had built in the process. It didn't help that when Mia turned twenty-one, she lost her right eye in a blacksmithing incident. Hot metal went flying into her eye as she was working on a sword, she ran to her neighbours who took her to the hospital. The doctor couldn't restore her eye, and thus she now permanently wears an eye patch to cover up the scars. After the incident, Mia's become far more sociable and responsible; she started up her business again.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:27 am
 spacespacespacepspacespacespace `•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`❤Exactly how Mia found her. Such a cute little girl.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:32 am
 ✿Maybe a future little sister? ;D ;D ;D✿ Some sort of feathered pet too.✿ This will also include any boytoyfriend / husband.✿ Kids, if she ever has any.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:34 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:37 am
 ○ | Unfinished• | Finished○ [PRP] Yet Another Day [Ailin & Keiko] • [PRP] I will think up some title for this later. [Jiang & Keiko]○ [PRP] Shopping For One, Shopping For All [Amahté & Keiko]
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:43 am
 ○ | Unfinished• | FinishedChild Scent ► Adolescent Scent_______________✦5 Play dates | •○○○○2 Journal posts from guardian | ○○2 Posts from Scent | ○○Adolescence journal prompt | ○Adolescence Scent ► Adult Scent_______________✦10 Play dates | ○○○○○○○○○○2 Journal posts from guardian | ○○4 Posts from Scent| ○○○○Adult journal prompt | ○Adult Scent ► Elder Scent_______________✦ 15 play dates | ○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○3 journal posts from guardian | ○○○5 posts from Scent | ○Elder journal prompt | ○
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:48 am
  Newly renovated. Keiko seems to like it, but holds a preference for the city. It's not to far from the city, and not to close to the farmlands.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:50 am
 ❝With a day off and a multitude of bags filled with food, Mia could at least admit to be having a good day. She didn't have to deal with the nuisance of owners who though they knew more about horses then the blacksmith they'd hired, but most of the time they quieted down after she offered them her job. When the blacksmith had a day off, she took the opportunity to stock up on groceries and anything she might need; it was a routine instilled by her father. So here she was walking back to her truck a little after noon, when she noticed people had gathered around an alley way. Now normally, Mia would have continued on her way, but when she heard a little girls voice cut smoothly against a much more gruff manly voice, she did take notice. For a closer look, Mia pushed herself through the crowd until she reached the very edge and watched the scene before her.
First she noticed a man the size of a sumo, a chef of sorts if Mia could guess, hunched over and grabbing onto a white kimono. The blacksmith blinked once, he was holding onto a little girl? Where was her mother? Mia turned to the people beside her, but none of them seemed to even come close to resembling the little girl, much less defend her. With her neon green eyes and liquid black hair, Mia found herself starring at the little girl who she struggled violently with the mans iron grip. It was like she was reliving her childhood but in a different perspective, this girl had no mother to defend her just like Mia had grown up with no mother. The sadness that inhibited Mia was soon replaced with a furry greater then anything. "What do you think you're doing?" Mia wasn't someone to keep her mouth shut, and if no one was going to defend the little girl, she was.
"This little brat here has been coming in and seducing people into giving her food! She's a little who-" And he'd lifted his hand to smack the little girl. He never finished his sentence, if he thought Mia was going to let him call her something she wasn't or worst smack her, he was so wrong. The blacksmith had stepped forward and smacked the mans arm harshly, successfully making him drop the little girl. "Do not swear in front of kids, you are one fat and ugly man to be calling a little kid something like that! Who do you think you are? Attacking an innocent little girl like that. You should be ashamed of yourself, heck I don't even know why this place is still running with someone like you cooking! You know what, take my groceries you fat stupid man. It'll repay for what she took." Mia yanked the little girl by the shoulders and turned her so she could keep the chef in her sight. "Do you have a family? Someone you can call?"
"Nikolai Romeer." The girl struggled to get out of Mia's grip, but the blacksmith wouldn't let her leave. The chef paced and huffed before yelling at the crowd to disperse and grabbed Mia's grocery bags, he went back soon after swearing in a hushed tone. "Do you know his number? Where is he? I'm trying to help you, I need more information. What's your name?" The little girl had stopped struggling when she'd mentioned taking her home, tears were running down her cheeks and Mia felt sorry for her. What had happened for this girl to be stealing food and get in this much trouble? But most of all, when she found this Nikolai Romeer she was going to hurt him, and hurt him real bad. "My name is Keiko, my father is no more. Please take me to your home." Mia gave her a smile. "Of course I'm going to take you home, sweetheart you don't need to cry." Pulling her in Mia hugged the little girl, she hugged her tightly just like she had wanted to get hugged when things were hard and her mother was no where to be found. ❞
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:51 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:54 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:55 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:57 am
 Keiko & Mia © TnauSolace Scents et Art © _Shouko_Thread Layout © Sora Icefreeze
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