Post by Kimiko Takahashi on Jul 16, 2012 23:35:21 GMT -5
Name: Kimiko Takahashi *ichigo*
Gender: Female.
Age: 15
Year in school: Fourth Year
School Attending: St. Miator Girls' Academy
Partner: N/A
Room mate: N/A
Appearance: Kimiko is a tall and curvy young woman who is strikingly beautiful to most. Her long blonde locks reach down to her lower back. She rarely ever pulls it back into a ponytail, her father says a woman’s hair should be her pride and joy. She pampers it to the extreme with expensive scented shampoos and conditioners. At all times walking past her you will smell vanilla, it’s her signature scent. She has wide translucent blue eyes which in certain lightings can seem to be purple. With thin sculpted eyebrows and large eyelashes by far her eyes are her favorite feature. In all of the literature she has ever read the eyes are the window to the soul and her eyes are quite beautiful. The things she however dislikes is there expressiveness. A woman should never show outbursts of emotion and her eyes seem to brim with turbulent feelings. She’s very tall, standing at 5’8 but her curvaceous figure seems to make it seem shorter than it is from afar.
Dress: At school Kimiko like all other Miator students wears a black one-peice uniform with white lace and white petticoats, and a small green tie. She loves the uniform since she is a fan of gothic lolita. The only accessory she adds is a black bow tied to the top of her head. She wears it in and outside of school and the color is always either black or white.
glasses: No, she had laser eye surgery to correct her nearsightedness.
Personality: Poised, polite and the epitome of what Miator considered a prime example of the kind of student they want to raise. Her parents have been raising her to be a perfect bride since they day she was born, they've done a good job so far. A lot of people have considered her brainwashed since she seems to only care about being perfect. Manners are very important to her and she is never the one to be informal. She's graceful, charming and is intelligent to boot. Her parents raised her to strive for perfection and is a self-confessed perfectionist and workaholic. Kimiko is known to do tasks and will complete to the best of her ability in one go.
Kimiko is a very maternal young woman and is very protective of those younger than her. She can be overbearing at times since she is known as a worry-wart. She means well but tends to smother people more than help. Kimiko’s mentality is very fragile and she is known to snap when things don’t go her way. Her parents have always told her that if you are not perfect then no one will love you. That has made her obsessive of doing everything right and when something is off it really messes with her.
Her determination is admirable but it does put her health in danger that times. Kimiko has developed the habit of pushing herself too far. Kimiko’s life has always been confusing to her, her father has blasted ‘perfection’, ‘marriage’ and ‘manners’ in her face while her mother has gently encouraged her to be ‘intelligent’, ‘independent’ and ‘culture’. The messages sometimes mix but mostly contradict each other. Her father condones piano playing due to it being too passionate for a woman of grace while her mother sneaks her off to lessons. She being tugged to be two different people at the same time.
Kimiko’s intelligence far supasses what most people except. Her father always taught her to never upstage people so it’s never expressed. She loves to read and is quite a cultured young woman. A superb vocabulary with a vast knowledge of poetry, music and other literature. Her mother was more of the practical type of woman and would place her in classes of science, math and history. She enjoys both and still like to read about them till this day.
View of the Etoiles: Kimiko thinks that they are a beautiful pair and are the definition of a perfect couple. She strives to be like them and she wants to be them. They are her role models.
View of other schools: She thinks that all schools should be equal and doesn't mind socializing with any of the schools.
History: This will be done when I have time.
Sample post:
"Knees together!"
Kimiko kneeled in front of the small bamboo table under the scrutiny of her tutor. Her twelve year old face scrunched in concentration. She shifted uncomfortably as her legs began to fall asleep.
"Spine straight!"
She sucked in a breathe and elongated her back. Posture was a sign of a cultered woman was what she had been told. The blue-eyed girl had been practicing this position for hours. Her back was red from strain and the occasional smack of the tutor's ruler, each hit was a sign she was slouching.
"Pour the tea."
Kimiko let out a shaky breath as her quivering hands brought the tea pot to the cup. Too close would make it look sloppy, too far would make the tea bounce off the cup and onto the white lace table top. It seems her hands had shook too much. As she tipped the pot forward a steady stream of hot tea flowed out. To her horror a drop, a single drop fell to the table staining it.
"You fool! You'll never find a husband if you can't poor a simple cup of tea!"
Those words unravled her, Kimiko's concentration was broken. She instantly hunched over, her knees gave out from under her and she dropped the ceramic tea pot to the ground. A whimper escaped her lips at her tutor's harsh words as she laid tired on the ground. Her back ached and burned like it was set on fire. He was right, how could she find someone to love her if she was not perfect? Mother and Father will be so displeased.
"I'm sorry."
As if on cue her parents walked into her classroom. She rolled onto her side and stared at them in the doorway. Both their gazes filled with disappointment. Almost in tears Kimiko averted her eyes. Their disappointmemt was punishment enough. Kimiko managed to push herself up onto her hands and knees. Her parents said nothing and did nothing but watch. She wanted, no needed, their approval. With a very unlady-like grunt she made it up to her feet. On wobbling legs Kimiko looked at her tutor with determination in her eyes.
"Again! This will not end until I am perfect."
Her blue eyes turned to meet her parents. A small smile tugged at her mother's lips as her father gave her a silent nod of approval. A weak grin consumed the young girls face. Suddenly, her mothers face darkened and she leaned over to whisper something into her husbands ear. Her father's eyes narrowed slightly as he frowned. Kimiko's eyes flew from one parent's face to another, her worry increased as their expressions got sadder.
"Kimiko, we're sending you away."
Everything froze and iced over as her heart skipped a beat. They promised! They promised that she would stay until she was married.
"How could you?"
"Princess you mus-
"Don't call me that!"
With that scream Kimiko ran out of the room tears falling from her eyes. She tried to rub her tears away but they came out faster than she could control. How could they send her away like that? She ran out of the estate and slowed down to a steady walk. After walking down a hill she came into town. Most of the people around her glanced and bowed their heads before returning to what they were doing previously. Her family was royalty here. Kimiko came to a stop in front of a barren building and checked to see if anyone was watching. After she was sure she walked in and closed the door with a click. It was completely dark except for a light leaking from a window. She flicked a light on and a piano popped into view. A smile graced her face through the tears. She sat on a stool and began to play a sad soulful rendition of 'Piano Sonata' by 'Beethoven'. A slam of a door shocked her out of the zone and she missed a note.
"Hello? Who's there?"
How did you find us?
Tomo here!
Gender: Female.
Age: 15
Year in school: Fourth Year
School Attending: St. Miator Girls' Academy
Partner: N/A
Room mate: N/A
Appearance: Kimiko is a tall and curvy young woman who is strikingly beautiful to most. Her long blonde locks reach down to her lower back. She rarely ever pulls it back into a ponytail, her father says a woman’s hair should be her pride and joy. She pampers it to the extreme with expensive scented shampoos and conditioners. At all times walking past her you will smell vanilla, it’s her signature scent. She has wide translucent blue eyes which in certain lightings can seem to be purple. With thin sculpted eyebrows and large eyelashes by far her eyes are her favorite feature. In all of the literature she has ever read the eyes are the window to the soul and her eyes are quite beautiful. The things she however dislikes is there expressiveness. A woman should never show outbursts of emotion and her eyes seem to brim with turbulent feelings. She’s very tall, standing at 5’8 but her curvaceous figure seems to make it seem shorter than it is from afar.
Dress: At school Kimiko like all other Miator students wears a black one-peice uniform with white lace and white petticoats, and a small green tie. She loves the uniform since she is a fan of gothic lolita. The only accessory she adds is a black bow tied to the top of her head. She wears it in and outside of school and the color is always either black or white.
glasses: No, she had laser eye surgery to correct her nearsightedness.
Personality: Poised, polite and the epitome of what Miator considered a prime example of the kind of student they want to raise. Her parents have been raising her to be a perfect bride since they day she was born, they've done a good job so far. A lot of people have considered her brainwashed since she seems to only care about being perfect. Manners are very important to her and she is never the one to be informal. She's graceful, charming and is intelligent to boot. Her parents raised her to strive for perfection and is a self-confessed perfectionist and workaholic. Kimiko is known to do tasks and will complete to the best of her ability in one go.
Kimiko is a very maternal young woman and is very protective of those younger than her. She can be overbearing at times since she is known as a worry-wart. She means well but tends to smother people more than help. Kimiko’s mentality is very fragile and she is known to snap when things don’t go her way. Her parents have always told her that if you are not perfect then no one will love you. That has made her obsessive of doing everything right and when something is off it really messes with her.
Her determination is admirable but it does put her health in danger that times. Kimiko has developed the habit of pushing herself too far. Kimiko’s life has always been confusing to her, her father has blasted ‘perfection’, ‘marriage’ and ‘manners’ in her face while her mother has gently encouraged her to be ‘intelligent’, ‘independent’ and ‘culture’. The messages sometimes mix but mostly contradict each other. Her father condones piano playing due to it being too passionate for a woman of grace while her mother sneaks her off to lessons. She being tugged to be two different people at the same time.
Kimiko’s intelligence far supasses what most people except. Her father always taught her to never upstage people so it’s never expressed. She loves to read and is quite a cultured young woman. A superb vocabulary with a vast knowledge of poetry, music and other literature. Her mother was more of the practical type of woman and would place her in classes of science, math and history. She enjoys both and still like to read about them till this day.
View of the Etoiles: Kimiko thinks that they are a beautiful pair and are the definition of a perfect couple. She strives to be like them and she wants to be them. They are her role models.
View of other schools: She thinks that all schools should be equal and doesn't mind socializing with any of the schools.
History: This will be done when I have time.
Sample post:
"Knees together!"
Kimiko kneeled in front of the small bamboo table under the scrutiny of her tutor. Her twelve year old face scrunched in concentration. She shifted uncomfortably as her legs began to fall asleep.
"Spine straight!"
She sucked in a breathe and elongated her back. Posture was a sign of a cultered woman was what she had been told. The blue-eyed girl had been practicing this position for hours. Her back was red from strain and the occasional smack of the tutor's ruler, each hit was a sign she was slouching.
"Pour the tea."
Kimiko let out a shaky breath as her quivering hands brought the tea pot to the cup. Too close would make it look sloppy, too far would make the tea bounce off the cup and onto the white lace table top. It seems her hands had shook too much. As she tipped the pot forward a steady stream of hot tea flowed out. To her horror a drop, a single drop fell to the table staining it.
"You fool! You'll never find a husband if you can't poor a simple cup of tea!"
Those words unravled her, Kimiko's concentration was broken. She instantly hunched over, her knees gave out from under her and she dropped the ceramic tea pot to the ground. A whimper escaped her lips at her tutor's harsh words as she laid tired on the ground. Her back ached and burned like it was set on fire. He was right, how could she find someone to love her if she was not perfect? Mother and Father will be so displeased.
"I'm sorry."
As if on cue her parents walked into her classroom. She rolled onto her side and stared at them in the doorway. Both their gazes filled with disappointment. Almost in tears Kimiko averted her eyes. Their disappointmemt was punishment enough. Kimiko managed to push herself up onto her hands and knees. Her parents said nothing and did nothing but watch. She wanted, no needed, their approval. With a very unlady-like grunt she made it up to her feet. On wobbling legs Kimiko looked at her tutor with determination in her eyes.
"Again! This will not end until I am perfect."
Her blue eyes turned to meet her parents. A small smile tugged at her mother's lips as her father gave her a silent nod of approval. A weak grin consumed the young girls face. Suddenly, her mothers face darkened and she leaned over to whisper something into her husbands ear. Her father's eyes narrowed slightly as he frowned. Kimiko's eyes flew from one parent's face to another, her worry increased as their expressions got sadder.
"Kimiko, we're sending you away."
Everything froze and iced over as her heart skipped a beat. They promised! They promised that she would stay until she was married.
"How could you?"
"Princess you mus-
"Don't call me that!"
With that scream Kimiko ran out of the room tears falling from her eyes. She tried to rub her tears away but they came out faster than she could control. How could they send her away like that? She ran out of the estate and slowed down to a steady walk. After walking down a hill she came into town. Most of the people around her glanced and bowed their heads before returning to what they were doing previously. Her family was royalty here. Kimiko came to a stop in front of a barren building and checked to see if anyone was watching. After she was sure she walked in and closed the door with a click. It was completely dark except for a light leaking from a window. She flicked a light on and a piano popped into view. A smile graced her face through the tears. She sat on a stool and began to play a sad soulful rendition of 'Piano Sonata' by 'Beethoven'. A slam of a door shocked her out of the zone and she missed a note.
"Hello? Who's there?"
How did you find us?
Tomo here!
