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 Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 12:54 am
P r o f i l e s T a b l e O f C o n t e n t s
[Noriko Fukushima]
[Elizabeth Shimizu]
[Kenta Atsushi]
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:37 pm
N o r i k o
M o m o c h i
F u k u s h i m a O n c e U p o n A T i m e T h e r e L i v e d A C r e a t u r e . . .A female creature who stood at five feet, six inches with the heft of one-hundred forty three pounds.
Only twenty-four years they had lived and so there was much living as a human to be done.
They had many favorite things like watermelon, spring time and making jewelry but really they could do without snow, sticky candy and cats, after all, not everyone loves everything.
Oh, especially large bodies of water; they hated that most of all.
They dreamed, though, often. They dreamed of owning a famous inn that people would come from all over the world to stay at, a dream instilled in her by her late mother.
Yes, those things are all fine and good to know of but you want more, yes? Then read the story of this person. Just a little more...
Living in Japan her entire life, Noriko is well accustomed to the culture as well as helping out at the Inn. Now, Noriko is the main proprietor of the establishment, handed down to her from her mother as her father wanted nothing to do with the place- the stress of managing the building digging a large chasm between Noriko's parents. Her father has however taken help from the inn, retiring on its earnings and moving to Okinawa. With one sibling who moved north with his wife to Hokkaido, Noriko was the only one able to take over the business after her mother's passing nearly a year ago. Pretty much growing up in the inn, Noriko is well liked by the loyal staff and relies on them to keep the place running like clockwork as she adjusts to the full weight of the business upon her shoulders.
On her deathbed, Noriko's mother revealed to her the secret of the inn, why it only really functioned at night and, while Noriko was quite shocked at the news, she promised her mother to keep it open to those who needed it and to never turn away a guest.
Quite an interesting creature they were and now our story continues. But wait, who pull the puppet strings? Why, none other than [Ja.Lo.Yo.Lo.Ti.], of course.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:20 pm
[ Elizabeth ]
[ L i z ]
[ Shimizu ] O n c e U p o n A T i m e T h e r e L i v e d A C r e a t u r e . . . A [ w o m a n] creature who stood at [five-seven ] with the heft of [ 120 lbs].
Only [ t w e n t y - t w o] years they had lived and so there was much living as a [ vampire ] to be done.
They had many favorite things like [ blood, improving/learning, music ] but really they could do without [ stinky smells, being ignored and being bored ], after all, not everyone loves everything.
Oh, especially [ heights ]; they hated that most of all.
They dreamed, though, often. They dreamed of [ having a family of their own because life is pointless without people to share it with].
Yes, those things are all fine and good to know of but you want more, yes? Then read the story of this person. Just a little more...
[Liz was about twenty when she had gotten bitten, but we are a little ahead of ourselves. This story first starts when she was born outside of a hospital because her mother was one of those that abandoned their children. Elizabeth was left to fend for herself as a newborn until someone came across the trash can that she was left in.
She was then dropped off into an orphanage were she stayed her whole life. No one picked her because she was distant, but who wouldn't be? Her mother didn't even want her which was kind of depressing. So, instead of being adopted and having a family, she grew up and was kicked out of the orphanage. She tried to get jobs and find a place to stay for two years and failed, but finally, something came to her and gave her powers beyond her control. Someone turned her into a vampire. This new power helped her in many ways. And now still learning how to cope with her powers, this is were her story begins.]
Quite an interesting creature they were and now our story continues. But wait, who pull the puppet strings? Why, none other than [ M i g o t o M e g a m i ], of course.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 11:28 pm
K e n t a
❝ K e n ❞
A t s u s h i O n c e U p o n A T i m e T h e r e L i v e d A C r e a t u r e . . . A handsome male creature who stood at six feet with the heft of one-hundred fifty pounds.
Only seeming twenty-two years old, they had lived and so there was much living as a vampire to be done.
They had many favorite things like soda candies, swimming laps and tasting tea but really they could do without oranges, traffic, magazines and family, after all, not everyone loves everything. Oh, especially hail storms; they hated that most of all.
They dreamed, though, often. They dreamed of basking in the sunlight again, a small pleasure ripped away from him many years ago.
Yes, those things are all fine and good to know of but you want more, yes? Then read the story of this person. Just a little more...
As a young child, Kenta spent many days outside in the glorious sun as he was not always a vampire, in fact, this man was born a human back in the 19th century. Born Kenta Sunida, Ken came from a rather average family in a rather average town on the large island of Hokkaido, north of mainland Japan. The first son of Yasako and Jun Sunida, Kenta was born on the eighteenth of April, 1834. Ken's family got by and rolled with life's ups and downs until a few months before Ken's sixteenth birthday where a devastating pneumonia outbreak in their town had Ken bedridden for several weeks. After the illness, Ken never fully recovered, becoming very sickly quite often, he was thus unable to help care for his three younger siblings as he got older.
Several years after his bout with pneumonia, Ken's twenty-first summer was fated to end his life with the 1855 outbreak of cholera, the likes of which Ken's already compromised health would not endure. Ken's parents, distraught over their only son's impending death, sought out help from anyone who would offer it. It was then, while Ken was unconscious as his body tried desperately to fight off the sickness, that the young man's parents found a rather unorthodox kind of healing, a supernatural kind. The Sunidas were referred to the only person who would take it upon themselves to save Ken, a mysterious person who never even showed their face to the desperate couple. It took some convincing but the stranger took the parents' humble offer, whatever they could scrounge up, to save their only son by any means necessary.
It took several hours but the stranger seemed to save their son behind closed doors, Ken recovering soon after the stranger left without another word but the young man would never walk in the sun again. While amazed he survived, Ken was harsh on his parents for making such a decision without his consent, Ken having rather died than walked the earth an eternity as a monster who could never again see the light of day. The relationship between Ken and his parents was never the same, Ken leaving his family for good and taking a different name, partially to end his ties with his inconsiderate parents and partly to protect them should anyone find out his secret and try to scapegoat his family as a band of monsters.
The Sunida family has long passed on, any record of a son lost in time as Ken moved from area to area until he found the Chi no Ryoukan, a safe-haven for his kind nestled in the city of Himeiji. Here he has resided for a couple decades, a close friend of the Fukushima family and paying the rent as a landscaper for the family inn.
Quite an interesting creature they were and now our story continues. But wait, who pull the puppet strings? Why, none other than [Ja.Lo.Yo.Lo.Ti.], of course.
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