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Sakura Draven / Adrian Greyson / Ramsey Juxtapose
Name: Sakura Draven
Age: 14
Grade: 9
Appearance:
Height: 5’10” Weight: 155 Hair: Red,
Mohawk Eyes: Green
((( these are as close as i could get, just think green eyes)))
before tattoo
uniform
Sex: Female, Tomboy
I tend to wear a lot of guys clothes things that hide my sex, one I never really felt to girly and three who wants to wear a dress. I prefer jeans and a concert t-shirt for everyday wear,. But when it comes to my night wear, get out the leather and boots. Sometimes I want to look taller so I bought a pair of those platform boots. I decided to do the Mohawk thing this year, and I think its to long I can never get it to stand up. Right now I am using the blue black hair dye. I can never decide what color to wear, but I always need to keep the sides shaved close. People tend to like to rub them, some have almost lost their fingers. My ears are pierced, I have been thinking of adding some new holes but my brother would kick my butt. My former school had a girl biker gang so I was with them for awhile before I was sent to this school, I have a tattoo behind my right ear. It is just GB in blue it almost the size of a half dollar. I have been told by some younger girls that I am handsome but they don’t realize I was a girl…silly them. I am tough but I am not trying to be perfect. I just bought this great jacket, more like a trench coat, it has my patches from my bikes and the stuff from the gang, just stuff to remember them by. I have gotten in a few fights I have a scar on my left wrist from a knife, I was protecting this girl I saw in a casino. The guy was bigger but I can hold my own. It looks like a jagged j, it healed pretty well. Most of the time I paint my nails black, red for special occasions.
Personality: I have some bad habits, I chew my nails, only when I am nervous. Most of the time I don’t listen to my teachers, and I hate bullies. You may think because I was in a gang I was a bully but you are wrong, I am just trying to make sure my friends can have fun. When I get up in the morning I just can’t function with out a shower, it seems to clear my head for the day. My brother motivates me to stay in school, mostly it’s a lot of yelling. I guess he good intentions, but why take the fun out of my life. He is not my father. Since coming t this school I a m just trying to keep to myself, but it can get lonely. At night I stay up and think about what life would be like if I was all alone. All I can see is that little girl crying, hearing my own cries. I don’t want that but I can’t lose anther person. I think maybe if my parents would have come home maybe I would not be so tough. That the frilly little girl I once was might still be here today. As far as what I wear goes most of it is hand-me-downs from my brother and his friends, most of my allowance is spent on parts for my bikes. When I did when money for my gang it went to them I was to young they said. To young to handle such responsibility, in a way I resented them because I won the money. But I saw them as a mother figure so I let them run my life. Now its my turn to do what I want, to become who I want to be..
Split Personality
Cherry Blossom
Age:20
Not sure on her looks she will use many wigs and costumes to make her feel at home in Sakuras body. You will know she has taken over when she barely recocnizes you. She is devious and very spiteful. She will be mean ina heart beat and not feel guilty. She will use the body she is in to get what she wants. Sakura will not remember anything when she takes over. Most switches will be when she feels scared or fear. Her dreams haunt her and to protect herslef she let this personality take over. If you see Sakura sucking a cherry blow pop beware it might not be her.
Notes from Dr. Kari:
Session 12 time 3.30 pm
So I had been thinking, what if Sakura had all of Cherry's tendencies and personality traits from the start? However, she never wanted to believe that she had such tendencies so she created "Cherry" so she could act out her real emotions without regret. She doesn't exist but Sakura believes it so much that it seems like another personality. It much more interesting and yet allowing for more bold play with Sakura.
Special Power:
Good at gambling, or just really lucky. When I was 10 my grandmother died and she left me this necklace. Its red and black and has bats on it , which is weird for my grandmother. But the letter with it says that she was given this from a shop owner from her old neighborhood he told her it would bring her good luck. And she thought I might need it when I got older. I feel my luck has a draw back, they always think I cheat. My gang members always used me to make money but because of it their were a lot of fights. Most of the time I can’t go into a casino if we have played their before, I tend to stand out and I try not to cause trouble.
Strength at least stronger than the average girl. Since we were little my brother has always taught me to protect myself. He taught me to box, and some street fighting. He was a weightlifter so that became a part of my everyday routine. I try not use my strength but when it comes down to protecting people I love and care for I have to. But because of this ability they see my body in more of manly form, most of my friends know I am a girl but others just see me as that sweet boy next door. It hurts sometimes, but I have to move on, to be strong.
Special power.
Nanos
The collar is not removeable once she puts it on. Everything runs off nano technology, it interfaces with her brain.
The coat she wore finally had began to fuse with her nano's. The interface with her collar began to fuse the coat to her body, the nanos took it inside her skin. She can see a purple tribal tattoo run the entire length of her body. She begins to check and see what it will do, she begins to anger herself.
The tattoo can make her skin just like kevlar, spikes, and her daggers. The tattoo is living ie: it moves under certain emotions.
Anger - it snakes around her body
Happy - it turns into cherry blossoom
other than that it stays as the tribal.
Her collar helps control when she can use it. She can do this when angry or upset.
She was given the Ability from her brother, he is using her body for his expirements. She can only think of one draw back, if she gets angry and the people she loves. She might cause them harm. She has to control her feelings at all times.....
Scorpins Chain Ability
The chain exits from her palm, it will come from a flower blossom tattoo. It will be nestled in the palm. It will extend 50 feet. The chain will be purple like the tattoo, and be very strong, the end will be a dagger. So it actually combines the two, chain and dagger. She will be able to use it at will and control it better with use.
Speed Upgrade
Her collar becomes a permant part of her skin It will become gold bands around her neck wrists and ankles. Makes her max speed 30 mph. She can only use it at small burts till she increases her strength. The burst last for 10 minutes at a time, she has to refuel her body with food after each use.
The sword of Shattered Hearts:
The sword is basically a hilt it has no blade but is bejewled. The giant heart ruby on the hilt has been shattered and pieced back together. It is silver and seems old and tarnished. When she uses it her chains from her palms will become the blade. You will see the pattern of the chains but they will be a solid sharp blade. She will be able to be hurt, if the sword is torn from her when the blade is out. She will feel intense pain, the chains being ripped from her. They will not be removed just torn more out of her hands. She only uses this blade in the worst battle. The blade is only two and a half feet long, the hilt makes it three feet total.
History: When I was 5 my mother and father went on a week long cruise to Hawaii. Two days into the trip the sky began to darken. They say it was a freak storm, when the clouds opened up and rained down a icy sheet of death. The ship began to toss and turn and then when the waves took it down, that was the last time anyone was seen. They never found any survivors, just a few dead bodies and any furniture or luggage that would float. When the police came with my grandmother, I could tell right away something was wrong. I just ran outside and hide in my playhouse, I cried for so long. All my dolls just stared at me, their eyes knew my pain. My brother had to come pry me out, I clawed at him, I wanted my mother back. I wanted to hear them both, to feel their arms around me. He kept saying it would be alright. He would never leave me, he would keep me safe. So far he never has, but I needed more from the world.
When my grandmother passed away, it became harder to get up and go to school. So for two weeks I just stayed home and slept. That was when I was 10, after her funeral I put away every dress, skirt, and frilly shirt I had. I found my brothers old clothes, my fathers leftovers in the attic, I began to change my exterior to hide the pain I felt inside So for two years I kept to myself, I didn’t want to have my heart broken again.
That’s when I saw her, Charlie she was tall, tough, and the leader. I saw her ride into our school, her sister was in my class. I knew right away when I saw that bike that’s what I wanted, to be feared. Then no one would mess with me, no one would get hurt. So everyday I would wait by the gate just to catch a glimpse of her and that bike. I had just turned 13 I was wearing my brothers jeans, a green army jacket and my fathers plaid shirt which I shortened to fit me. I had my nails painted black, and my pink hair was in its usual braid, I had shined my boots up. I so wanted to impress her, I waited foe almost an hour, when I got fed up I went home. When I was a block from the school I heard her bike, it was behind me and getting closer. I froze maybe she might have been late, what do I do? I watched as she pulled up to the curb in front of me, she leaned over the handles of her bike, she smiled and asked want a ride? I almost pissed my jeans, hell yes, I just jumped on the back. And that’s when I met all the gang, it was like I had found my family, they took me in and gave me a sense of peace. My brother found out about it when I brought my first bike home. He wanted to know where I had gotten it, he thought I had stolen it. When in reality I had won it in a game of dice with one of the other gangs. I began to get into fights and miss school, but it was what I wanted. My gang taught me everything I needed to know for the real world,. Then when I got into the fight at the casino and I was put in jail, my brother told me it was time to make a change in my life. So that's why I had to start in a new school. He sent me here, to become that frilly girl again.
Relationships
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Mortal Enemy: Alex, Max, Jun, Maevis, V
Hates: Egomaniacs
Dislikes: Amber, Kanami,
Friends:
Good Friends: X-oshi, Blake, Shiro, Gabby, Datu
Family: One older brother Zane Draven he is six years older than me, mother and father both dead, grandmother who took care of us died and left the house and a small insurance fund. No other family to speak of, unless you count my snake Pooka.
Likes: Datu ( but will never tell)
Dating: Daven
Example Roleplay:
Monday morning:
Monday morning finally arrived, I stand at the entrance of the school, The sun barely tops the roof, the air is still crisp with morning dew. I had put on my best attire. I shinned up my favorite platform boots, wore the new black cargo pants, one of my dad’s best dress shirt, and one of my brother’s expensive ties, new trench coat, nails and lips painted a ruby red, my spike collar, and my head freshly shaved. I watched the faces of the students inside the gate, their pale lifeless gazes foretelling my future within. But my brother did give me an ultimatum, go here or military school. I might be tough but I am not going to have some moron yelli9ng at me on a day to day basis. I push my glasses back up the bridge of my nose, and ponder how do I get in to this place. I lean up against my crimson bike, I rub my tongue against my new lip ring. I watch as this black sedan drives up. The door opens and this beautiful frilly dainty girl steps out. Her outfit was so perfect, I could tell she took pride in her clothing. She was my kind of person, her coolness beguiles my own. I knew from the way the students stopped and stared she could be my ticket in. I walk over to her, my voice is soft and husky; “ Excuse me. Can you help me out? “...........
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Name: Adrian Hans Greyson Aka: Grey
Age: 15
Grade: 10
Appearance: Height : 5'2" Blood type : O
Weight: 135 Sign : Gemini
Eyes : Dove gray Hair : dark gray with silver highlights
normal
powered up
He is a Dwarf, but he is proportional for his height. Which means his his limbs and head fit his torso, he is the tallest in his family. He is muscular and lean, he is into body building.
Personality: He is a very silent kind of person, he only speaks to strangers if they real interest him. He can be funny when he wants to be, he is from a circus family. He knows some tricks and can be a true friend. He is mostly loyal to his family, since normal people always make fun of him. He does however have a mean streak, when any female is in trouble he will use all of his strength to save her. Normally the girls never even say thank you but he feels like its his duty to protect the weak. He can play guitar, and does try to make everyday a party, maybe just for himself.
Special Power:
Battle Axe.
He left the show one day to go into the town they had stopped at, he had seen a run down music store and needed to buy guitar strings. As he looked at what he needed he noticed a black scratched case. He bought it sight unseen, inside was a black lead guitar, it was covered in gray feathers, it was a real work of art. When used in battle, he will increase in size to stand at 6'0" and his body mass will increase to triple his normal size. He will become a full sized man, his guitar becomes a giant battle axe, double edged, the same feathers on the blades. He can wield it with ease, he can slice through most objects, the blade never dull, but if it is removed from his grip he loses his size and returns to normal.
The Black Crow Ring:
The ring helps keep him clothed when he uses the Axe, if not he would be naked. When the crow points up towards him, it will turn his clothes into battle leathers. If turned away from him it transform his clothes into a pair of black slacks and black silk shirt. He sometimes forgets to wear it, so he has been known to transform naked, but he is not shy.
History:
His family were the main attraction at the freak show, the cheap circus they traveled with always went to small hick towns. He had seen the store as they had passed trough, he wanted so bad to get away for a few hours. He walked away from there trailer, he loked to see if anyone noticed him. He smiled as he blended into the crowd, its good being the most normal in his family. His father and mother were typical little people, his father was the ringmaster, his mother was paralyzed. She sat every day in the trailer and watched the world pass her by.
He had snuck out as she napped, she would be okay till he got back. He still remembered the day he had seen the bikers beat his mother and father, his sisters had run from the main tent, he had grabbed the sledgehammer he had been using to knock in the pegs to the tent. He heard her scream, his sisters went for the other people in the circus, but he went inside. They had his father by the neck his mother lay in a heap on the ground, he was only 12 at the time, he screamed. He swung the hammer hitting one, but the others came for him. He had his arm broken, he was beaten pretty bad, his father was in the same shape. His mother had to stay in the hospital for moths, he wanted so bad to hurt those men.
He turned the corner, the shop came into view he smiled, he shook his head to rid it of the dark thoughts. He opened the door to the shop it seemed run down and old, he walked to the counter. he saw a black case sitting their, he reached out his hand and caressed the leather. It felt hot, he moved his hand away. He bought it dirt cheap, he left and moved along the street, it burned a path on his back. he made his way back to the trailer, he heard the bikes before he saw them, he turned and watched them pass. One guy stood out, he was the same guy who hurt his mother. he ran towards the tent. They were already inside by the time he reached them, he swung the guitar off his shoulder its all he had, he walked into the tent he held it by the neck, he felt his hands burn. He held on, his knuckles became white. He felt the pain flow up his arms and down his chest, he could only see red. He heard the screams and watched as the people ran out.
He rushed in he pushed others out of the way the rest moved on their own. He swung the guitar as it glinted in the light he realized it had become bigger, and his arms weren't his own. he saw one other mirrors used for the clown act he stood their naked , a giant version of himself. A huge battle axe was his right hand, he rushed at the bikers. The axe came up over his head, it hit one and he spit him in half. The screams filled his ears, a woman’s shouting his name bought him back to his reality. he dropped the guitar, and feel tot he ground. he woke hours later, it was resting beside his bed, it was back to normal. He reached for it, the heat was their but it didn't transform. He knew what he had to do, he had to be hero and save all the woman of the world.
Relationships---------------
Mortal Enemy:
Hates:
Dislikes:
Friends:
Good Friends:
Family: father and mother Byron and Nadia; 4 Sisters: Tasha And Nikko (twins), Eden, and Athena
Likes: Melliah
Dating:
EXAMPLE ROLE-PLAYING POST:
He walks into the store, some of the guitars looked old and not well kept. He spoted a black leather bag on the counter, he walks over to it, he looks around the rest of the room. None was insight he heard movements from an open door way.
" Excuse me, is their anyone here?"
He reached for the bag, it seemed warm, as his palm kissed the leather. he felt it burn his hand, he pulled back for it and glanced at his palm. A gruff voice pulls him back to reality, he looks up. An old man stand their he looks at the boy, his eyes held laughter.
" I see it took a liking to you, i will make you a deal on it."
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Name:Ramsey Juxtapose
Age: unknown but by looks 15
Grade: freshman
Sex: Androgenous
looks somewhat like this, no breasts.
Appearance: Ramsey has shoulder length hair the color is sliver and white. Ramsey has no sex, so for now we will call Ramsey a hir or shi. Shi is not classically beautiful she could be described as a cute girl or a handsome boy. Large wide eyes, almond in shape. There color is a purple lilac, thier are no real pupils just a darker purple. Hir height is 5'6" and hir body type is athletic. Muscluar but not to overly strained. Shi has a few marks on her shoulders and knees that look they might be screw holes but shi never lets anyone get that close.
Shi has a very expressive face, shi smiles more than anything. She likes to watch people and learn thier mannerisms. She does not understand certain emotions so shi will often look lost and confused. Shi wears along purple wool cape no matter the weather. Shi also wears clothes that are baggy and can be worn by either sex. Shi prefers to wear purple, blue and black. On the back of hir neck you will see a roman numeral for three. Shi has no scares, her flesh is smooth over her cybernetic body. Thier is a hint of blue but nothing that would look sickly. The wings shi hides are extrely long and wide. They are made out of a strong black steel, it has a mixture of diamond dust to keep them hard and strong. When they are fully extended, she looks like a dark angel. She doesn't try to hide them she just forgets they are thier.
Personality: Hir personality is carefree and naive, shi has no memories of hir life. When shi woke up shi was a child who had to relearn everything. That put made hir back to even relearning her manners. Sometimes shi will forget and When the scientist who made hir couldnot teach her anymore he sent her here. Shi trusts to easily, almost like a pupopy dog. Shi will eat some food bit not often hir body needing protien to work and fruits to keep her brain working. Shi does not understand thier is a difference between men and wemon, so sometimes shi tries to imitate one or the other.
Shi fears rejection, needing the contact of others to teach her. Shi will work hard to get friends, most people when they find out shi is not fully human push hir away. Shi wanders most places alone and with no care in the world. The body shi has will not be hir final body, shi will have to choose when shi is ready for hir final form. Shi will see what both sides of the coin are like.
Special Power:
Diamond Blade Wings
These wings are mostly for fighting and for protection. They span out about eight feet wide and six feet long. the collapse to fit close to her body and to hide under the cape. they are a extremly strong black steel that has been mixed with diamond powder. They shimmer and shine in the light, shi tries not to use them. They are made to be light and will not hinder hir movement.They can wrap around hir to protect hir from fists, swords, wooden weapons, knives, and most other normal human weapons. Draw back is shi can't fly or glide, shi has to learn to control that part of hir body. Shi will over time learn to use them for more than just protection.
Cybernetic Super Strength
Her body is 90% machiene and the rest is the human, mostly her organs and brain. Her body can lift as uch as three hundred pounds. She sometimes forgets her own strength and will accidently dent of break objects. She is more careful with people, shi just tends to be more careless with objects.
History: Ramsey was once a nice young girl, who had a loving family. Until she was found bruitally raped, she was left for dead. When found by a passing jogger she was rushed to a hospital where they said she was brain dead. Hir father worked for a company who specialized in cybernetics and thay made an offer to him. Hir brain to use and test, she would be alive but would become a weapon of war. The year of hir rebirth was 2002, she lost all hir memories when they restarted her in the new body. Shi would have to learn all over again, for the next four years she would work form infant up to hir 13 year old level. Shi calls her creater father and has no idea her family still looks for hir today.
She is a battle ready cyberbetic being, she is no fully ready to be put into her weapon mode.The docter felt bad for what they turned her into so he sent her to the school. He will haide her as long as he can, when she is ready he will let her decide her fate. He will even let her choose her sex, and then she will be free for a new life.
Relationships
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Mortal Enemy:
Hates:
Dislikes:
Friends:
Good Friends:
Family: creater and father Quentien Juxtapose
Likes:
Dating:
EXAMPLE ROLE-PLAYING POST:
Ramsey looked down at the packed bags, they were right by the door. She looked to her father, his face was grim. She moved to his side, her wool cape flapped behind her. She looked up at his face, thier were many new lines that surrounded his eyes and mouth.
" Father what do you mean I have to leave.....I will learn harder ..please let me stay.."
Her voice was soft but filled with anguish, she was in pain. He reached up to pat ehr head, he loved her , his creation.
" I am sorry Ramsey it is not safe any more ..this school will help you to become ..something more....Please take your bags and got to the car. they will take you...I will try and watch over you. Be safe.."
He turned her and pushed her towards the door, she would have to learn how to be by her self.
Edited by: nepranomican  at: 2/13/07 6:04 am
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