Post by Yuki Suzuki on Nov 28, 2011 2:17:21 GMT
The Basics
Name: Yuki Suzuki
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Species: Human
Date Of Birth: 12/17/91
Nationality: Japanese
Hometown Yoshika
Occupation: Photographer
Alignment: Good
Theme Song:
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Kaori Nagura
Height: 5 foot 9 inches
Weight 110 lbs.
Hair color: Dark brown
Hair style: She wears it long, just past her shoulders. It frames the side of her face, leaving the face itself open. Length varies at times; but no shorter than just past the shoulders.
Eye color: Brown
Skin color: Japanese
Posture: She stands well, but not perfect, but not slack
Scars/ Tattoo’s/ Other markings:
Accessories: Scale Kiva belt that she made herself.
Clothes: She has two different styles of clothes that she wears when she goes looking for Kiva, but otherwise she wears short shorts, a yellow shirt of some sort, and black jacket over the top, with black boots.
Anything Else?
Inner Stuff
Likes:
- Kamen Rider Kiva
- Others like her
- Taking pictures
Dislikes:
- Fangires
- The fighting between Tamiko and Yuu
- The new Kiva, since she can’t find him, and the rumors she’s heard about him
Strengths:
- She’s calm, even with a monster attack
- She’s smart and has some technological skills
- She’s good at moving about for good pictures, even into places she shouldn’t be. So she can talk her way through things
Weaknesses:
- She can’t fight
- She gets too close to the danger constantly on purpose
- She often spends more time looking for Kiva than doing her job
Goal(s):
- Meet and befriend Kiva (Sonoko)
Habits/ Quirks:
Relationships:
- Tamiko Ohayashi – met once
- Yuu Godai-Onodera – met once
- Kiva (Sonoko) – idol
Overview:
Yuki is a composed girl in almost all situations unless she sees or meets the object of her idolization; Kamen Rider Kiva. She strives to befriend and support the Rider, and meet her as a person, not just a Rider. She’s a smart girl with some technological prowess that she tries to put to good use, but her time often is used up by her pursuit of Kiva more than anything. She wants to keep the peace between Tamiko and Yuu, feeling that they should all be friends, even with different Rider idols.
Other Equipment:
- Camera
- A recorder with violin music on, in case she sees Kiva in combat
History
She grew up in a loving family and had an uneventful life, becoming a photographer for the sake of seeing new things. She wasn’t bored with life; she enjoyed it as it was, had friends, hobbies, interests. So, she started to go out and take pictures for anyone who needed them. Small things, for papers, or magazines, sometimes for private venues.
During one time out, she was in the middle of a Fangire attack on accident. She was saved by the appearance of Kamen Rider Kiva, whom she took pictures of, and began to idolize due to her bravery and her skill. She seemed like a good person, but Yuki couldn’t bring herself to approach Kiva.
She soon started to ignore her job in exchange for trying to find Kiva. She still does her job, but less. She made two sets of clothes for herself, and still goes out. She heard about a new Kiva appearing, but hasn’t seen him, since it’s always at night. She knows these to be different people, and she doesn’t like the new one, for what she’s heard of him being stuck up and entitled, not the purer, more innocent Kiva she knew from the start.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else:
OOC Name: Ren
Name Color FFFF00
Number Of Stars 4
Color Of Stars Red
Sample RP:
Yuki ducked behind a car as she watched from through a window. She saw the bat-like Kamen Rider fighting under a streetlight, kicking at a Fangire. It was knocked back, skidding across the ground and rolling away. He walked after it, letting her move and take a picture, but without a flash, it was hard to get a good shot.
This was the other Kiva, wasn’t it? Appearing at night…the way he fought… He was so violent, so forward in his fighting. It was brutal. She looked back, seeing a man approaching dressed in a suit. He stood behind Kiva, flashing blue.
Kiva lifted his sword, dodging the swipe of his enemy’s sword, and cutting him across the chest, disarming him from the blow. He kicked the Fangire back and walked forward, ducking a punch and running the Fangire through without compassion. He tore the blade free and kicked the shattering corpse back.
She took a few more rapid pictures before stopping and looking at him. He walked over towards her, his armor rippling away as the man stepped away from him. He stopped before her. This wasn’t the one she wanted to meet; she knew that.
“The music is sub-par,” he told her, walking by, making no comment on her clothes that clearly showed her admiration. He glanced at the recorder on the ground, but kept walking, at least not breaking it or anything, despite his annoyance.
She ran over and picked it up, “You’re not Kiva!” she called after him, but he ignored her, leaving.
