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|Yamaki, Tsukiko; WORST FUCKING BODYGUARD EVER|
|Topic Started: May 23 2011, 10:59 PM (285 Views)|
|Post #1 May 23 2011, 10:59 PM||HissoriYamaki|
Name: Tsukiko Yamaki
Gang Affiliation: Tsukamoto
Birthday: April 12th
Occupation: She works as a waitress in the Prosperous Garden and as a spy for the Tsukamoto though she obviously doesn't divulge that last bit of information.
Residence: She lives in a modest apartment in downtown. It's a little small but she doesn't have many belongings so she doesn't mind.
Physique: Tsukiko is what you would call beautiful if you could see past the 'stay out of my way' attitude she's always emitting. Her angled and almost sharp features compliment her strong personality and fit her perfectly. She stands at 5'9" and weighs 130 lbs. She has long black hair that hangs down to the small of her back though she usually has it pulled out of her face. She hates when it hangs in her eyes which are a light gray blue color. Her skin was a pale white and was marked with two tattoos and various scars. The first was of the words 'Beautiful Liar' written on the small of her back in a simple black script. Her second tattoo was of a black anatomically correct heart on her right shoulder blade that turned into a flock of crows that went over her shoulder and extended onto her chest. While she has a toned and curvy body she rarely flaunts it preferring modest and sensible clothing that sadly hide her beauty from the world.
Personality: She is a very cold person who rarely shows her emotions though that doesn't mean she has none. She still thinks that emotions equal weakness thanks to her upbringing but she has learned that bottling them up is very unhealthy and so she still goes to the streets to vent. It's the only thing that keeps her feeling sane most days. Thanks to her position as spy she has learned how to fake emotions and can take on any kind of personaility she needs to achieve her goal when she is out collevting information. She always feels ridiculous while she's pretending to be someone she isn't but it's part of the job so she never complains.
Personal History: Tsukiko was a accident simply put. Her mother got pregnant in high school and wasn't prepared to become a mother. When Tsukiko was born her mother was unprepared to say the least. She would run off to be with her friends and relive her glory days and leave her daughter all alone. Tsukiko learned to grow out of her loneliness and tears as she grew. It was a painful lesson her mother would remind her of every time she stumbled home and found her daughter crying. Mother really didn't like to have her good mood ruined. A long life of being hit for showing any emotion left her cold and with a rather large chip on her shoulder that she bore stoically to this day. She still houses that rage in her heart though. It's the burning ember that keeps her going until she finally makes her way to the streets late at night. It was there that she was found at the age of fourteen and was brought into the Yakuza with open arms. There she found people who actually seemed to care and she is fiercly devoted and loyal because of their hospitality. They trained her and because of their help she was able to grow as a fighter and have better control over her ability as well. She keeps it a secret that she is affiliated with them so she can be used as a spy to gather information. When she isn't working she wanders the streets looking for someone or something to hold her attention and keep herself entertained.
Gifts\skills/abilities/powers: Like her calm exterior Tsukiko's gift isn't flashy or showy but very simple. She can disappear just by concentrating. It's not actual invisibility and she's still quite visible but people just..look through her. It works better on people with weaker minds or people who aren't exactly expecting to see a girl walking around in their midst. So while she can't disappear if someone is looking right at her and thinking of her it does come in handy if she needs to get information or documents.
Talents/strengths: Besides her talent at fighting she is very good at sneaking around mostly thanks to her gift. To makes herself more useful she has learned other skills such as how to pick locks and she also know a lot about computers and how to get through their various defenses. She isn't an expert but she is fairly good and can get through most with little difficulty.
Flaws/weakness: Her main weakness is her tendency to bottle up her feelings. She's getting better but she still falls back into her old habits of keeping her bad emotions close then when she finally lets them go it usually ends with her nearly killing whoever crosses her.
Likes: the nightlife, working up a sweat, any type of vehicle, and going fast (though she'd never admit it to anyone)
Dislikes: the cold, people who let their emotions get the better of them, and stupid peopleFears: the only thing that Tsukiko is truly afraid of is completely losing control of herself. Even while she is fighting she keeps herself carefully in check and the thought of losing herself completely in a moment terrifies her.
Tsukiko slammed the teenage boy she was currently gripping by the throat against the side of a brick building. Her fingers tightened on his pale throat and she could already see the beginnings of purple bruises beginning to form. The sight made her smirk as she panted for breath and she lifted her eyes to watch the panic in her victims gaze. His chocking and wet gasping noises fell on deaf ears as all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears. This..this was what she lived for. He had put up a glorious fight and her body was singing from spent energy and the various bruises where his fists and feet had connected. Now though he was all hers and she relished in that fact. Now she was the one in power and she literally had his life in her hands and the wonderful feeling of power made her shiver in delight. He was starting to turn blue now though, a beautiful light blue that was growing darker and darker until he finally went limp in her hands. She could feel his weak pulse fluttering against her fingers and she frowned. How dare he pass out and ruin her fun? With a soft sound of disgust she dropped him. She looked up at the night sky and took in a deep breath of the polluted hot air and smiled faintly. God how she loved this city. Without a word she walked towards the street fixing her hair that had worked it's was out of it's bun as she went. All in all it was a night well spent.
I, Hissori, will be as popping fresh and amazing with this character as possible!
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|Post #2 May 23 2011, 11:05 PM||KingCannon|
SUPER DUPER APPROVED~!
About the only time losing is more fun than winning is when you're fighting temptation.
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