Post by Yoko Kaijuu on Dec 29, 2007 19:08:38 GMT -5
Name
Yoko Kaijuu
Blood Type[/b]
Pure Blood -- O
Background
“It’s… Hideous…” As Washu Kaijuu held what was suppose to be her little bundle of joy she looked upon the struggling black snake grimacing. It was shocking to Kagato when Washu refused to be apart of raising a monster, and it was even more shocking when she denied giving birth to the young, pale baby. Sadly this was the beginning of the rest of Yoko’s life.
After a year Kagato, a CEO of wizarding banking company that was currently in extreme distress, convinced Washu to come back to raise her outcast child. Once the mother was back in the picture Kagato was once again free to drift off to his emotionless world of numbers, foul goblins, and piles of coins. While her husband was off playing with numbers Washu kept her distance from Yoko as she and her mutant offspring were confined to the Kaijuu estate.
Inside the dusty building the Hachimata was schooled, provided with toys and the house members were even happy to sustain her newly formed lust for objects of an alluring nature. Even the maze calmed her need for mystery and adventure but there was something missing… Thinking over what could be missing Yoko traveled like a brooding ghost over the house. Finally she found what she was missing, at the tender age of seven she began speaking to her mother. Washu could barely take the thought that that thing shared the same blood as her but as the adolescent beast’s attempted to bond it was nearly too much to bear.
One lucky star in both Yoko’s and Washu’s lives was that the Hachimata hadn’t been forced to transform more then five times during her seven years on earth. What was even luckier for Washu was that she never had the privilege of being present during the child’s sickening alterations but this luck ran out on the eve of Yoko’s tenth birthday. As a boy was dared over the estate’s wall Yoko spotted him while she was on a break from her many lessons. Her curious self couldn’t resist the alluring sight. Frankly Yoko was quite tired of having only her friends the common garden snakes to talk to. Catching up with the newcomer she nearly fell over laughing as she realized the boy was stuck on top of the wall. “Come on jump!” Those three words undid not only her perfect five transformations but it also plucked Washu’s last string of sanity and banished the poor woman’s sense into an eternal haze. In return for being granted the honor of delivering the next leader of this monstrous family into this world Washu forfeited her sanity.
Kagato took a day off from his busy life to spend a few meager hours with his wife before she took her permanent vacation. For reasons unbeknownst to the Kaijuu she refused to have her memories erased and instead decided to keep her tormenting recollection of her failed chance at a happy life, no one paid attention as the already damaged Yoko watched her mother fall to pieces. Moving Yoko’s mother into a small and private hospital was the only option left, so as father and daughter watched across the rain drenched street Washu walked up the marble steps and out of reality forever. One thing that Yoko will remember for the rest of her life happened that lonely day Washu walked out on her husband, her family, and her daughter but she never looked back.
Life moved on rather quickly after that. Yoko kept up her addiction to beauty as her father kept his distance visiting only once every few weeks. Still even with her already dysfunctional family torn even further Yoko developed into a fairly normal young woman. She even began making some friends outside of the cursed family when she took a class or two dedicated to Kenjutsu. On her fourteenth birthday Kagato decided it was high time for Yoko, who had been home schooled all her life, to interact with other children. Ignoring all the dangers of the family curse her father shipped her of to a fairly interesting academy named Hogwarts. So far she’s been able to keep her curse under control but as more and more members of the Kaijuu enter Hogwarts doors who knows how long that will last. . .
Appearance + Model
model – Mika Nakashima
From first glance Yoko doesn’t seem to be the type to be in charge of anything, let alone a parade of cursed family. With a jumble of earrings, that beautiful lotus tattoo that marks her right shoulder and her macabre tint to fashion she doesn’t appear to be much of a dignified leader at second glance either. Being partial to loud music, crowds, and leaving others in shock and awe Yoko is constantly doing strange and interesting things to her appearance to snag the attention of her audience. The Kaijuu family has gotten quite use to the sight of the young woman wandering around the estate with a few streaks of neon green contrasting her short and otherwise dark hair or simply dressed in a plain school uniform, though she’d been out of school for a few years now. Yet as odd as her appearance and clothing may get at times this coal haired woman demands respect from her fellow students.
Since gym class was never a favorite of hers it doesn’t take a genius to tell that Yoko remains petit on account of her abnormal eating habits. To add to her thin figure she spends most of her days locked in the Kaijuu household and at most time is only able to escape her responsibilities in night’s sweet embrace, this lack of sun leaves her with a pale complexion. Yet when she does get the chance to leave her dusty tomb Yoko will often travel out to her small yurt by the seashore to admire glistening waves while gaining a soft bronze color.
Curse Form;;
Yoko is lucky enough to be the snake marking her as the head of the Kaijuu family. When embraced Yoko’s body will disappear in a cloud of ashy smoke; when the fog clears in a mess of crumbled clothes a tiny scaly body with eight heads will be trashing to escape the mountain of cloth. Being cursed by the eight headed hydra Hachimata, Yoko’s thin and tall body will be morphed into that of a serpent. Not just an ordinary snake but a glorious creature with onyx scales traveling down her twelve inch body and piercing eyes of ruby. With a forked tongue emerging from her sleek hear connected to her shining body it’s nearly impossible to pass by this exceptional woman without her crimson gaze finding its way to you.
Special Traits
x Family Curse
x Remains calm in all situations
x Cunning
x Exhalent with hexes
Flaws
x Family Curse
x Weak in heat
x Horrible at Herbology
x Crule & Cold
Known Enemies
[ All those who oppose her ]
Sample Rp Post
{.Back at her home in Japan.}
The full moon hung ripe in the ebony sky as the pale beams wandered down and danced over the earth below. As a swift gust of wind drove through the air it ruffled the thousands of emerald leaves that intertwine to form the complicated labyrinth lying in the courtyard of an equally complicated family. Inside the towering walls of the Kaijuu estate the ripple of ruffling clot and soft padding of muffled footsteps barely reached beyond the hearing of their maker. The miniature shadow of Yoko Kaijuu, in her typical loomed over the glistening floor boards as she slid the shoji door aside and stepped quietly out into the courtyard.
This late night sneaking had become a ritual of Yoko’s, and only just recently she’d began not just wandering the grounds but instead Yoko would eventually stroll into the maze she’s come to love. Running her hand along the dew soaked leaves the Hachimata walked over the threshold and into the tangle of hedges, her dark green kimono swaying with every step she took. Yoko had come to know her maze all too well since she spent her more restless of nights traveling through down its many paths.
“Aki no yu hi ni, Teruyama momiji.” Reciting the first line of the lullaby Yoko had overheard a young mother singing to her cursed child she took twists and turns getting closer to the center with each step. “Koi mou suimo, kazu aru naka ni…” Pausing as the sweet scent of her favorite flower, the precious gardenia floated to her from beyond the high leafy walls. As happy as she wanted to be standing admits the intoxicating sight of shining leaves and comforting aroma of flowers there was something troubling her tender mind. Like the many times before when the family was thrown into disarray and all the chaos was closing in on the normally ignored main house there was only one place Yoko the god could feel.
Other:
The Curse
When they are hugged by a member of the opposite sex they are forced to change regardless of their state of health or emotion. Yet when they are sick and weak, without being hugged, they can be forced by their own bodies to transform. Same goes with extreme emotions.
History: This curse was passed down from the first bewitched member if the Kaijuu, a beast tamer named Oron many, many, many years ago. So long ago in fact that barely anyone remembers how the curse had come to be or why it was placed. All that is known is at any given time there is only twelve members of the family who are affected at any time.
“In charge”;;
Yoko like the rest of her bloodline is at the top of the family. Meaning simply that they are responsible for making the bigger decisions like who is allowed to leave the country and approving marriages. Currently Yoko is next in line for this position her father Kagato being the head at the moment but since he's often busy with his own affairs he leaves things to his daughter.
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Yoko Kaijuu
Blood Type[/b]
Pure Blood -- O
Background
“It’s… Hideous…” As Washu Kaijuu held what was suppose to be her little bundle of joy she looked upon the struggling black snake grimacing. It was shocking to Kagato when Washu refused to be apart of raising a monster, and it was even more shocking when she denied giving birth to the young, pale baby. Sadly this was the beginning of the rest of Yoko’s life.
After a year Kagato, a CEO of wizarding banking company that was currently in extreme distress, convinced Washu to come back to raise her outcast child. Once the mother was back in the picture Kagato was once again free to drift off to his emotionless world of numbers, foul goblins, and piles of coins. While her husband was off playing with numbers Washu kept her distance from Yoko as she and her mutant offspring were confined to the Kaijuu estate.
Inside the dusty building the Hachimata was schooled, provided with toys and the house members were even happy to sustain her newly formed lust for objects of an alluring nature. Even the maze calmed her need for mystery and adventure but there was something missing… Thinking over what could be missing Yoko traveled like a brooding ghost over the house. Finally she found what she was missing, at the tender age of seven she began speaking to her mother. Washu could barely take the thought that that thing shared the same blood as her but as the adolescent beast’s attempted to bond it was nearly too much to bear.
One lucky star in both Yoko’s and Washu’s lives was that the Hachimata hadn’t been forced to transform more then five times during her seven years on earth. What was even luckier for Washu was that she never had the privilege of being present during the child’s sickening alterations but this luck ran out on the eve of Yoko’s tenth birthday. As a boy was dared over the estate’s wall Yoko spotted him while she was on a break from her many lessons. Her curious self couldn’t resist the alluring sight. Frankly Yoko was quite tired of having only her friends the common garden snakes to talk to. Catching up with the newcomer she nearly fell over laughing as she realized the boy was stuck on top of the wall. “Come on jump!” Those three words undid not only her perfect five transformations but it also plucked Washu’s last string of sanity and banished the poor woman’s sense into an eternal haze. In return for being granted the honor of delivering the next leader of this monstrous family into this world Washu forfeited her sanity.
Kagato took a day off from his busy life to spend a few meager hours with his wife before she took her permanent vacation. For reasons unbeknownst to the Kaijuu she refused to have her memories erased and instead decided to keep her tormenting recollection of her failed chance at a happy life, no one paid attention as the already damaged Yoko watched her mother fall to pieces. Moving Yoko’s mother into a small and private hospital was the only option left, so as father and daughter watched across the rain drenched street Washu walked up the marble steps and out of reality forever. One thing that Yoko will remember for the rest of her life happened that lonely day Washu walked out on her husband, her family, and her daughter but she never looked back.
Life moved on rather quickly after that. Yoko kept up her addiction to beauty as her father kept his distance visiting only once every few weeks. Still even with her already dysfunctional family torn even further Yoko developed into a fairly normal young woman. She even began making some friends outside of the cursed family when she took a class or two dedicated to Kenjutsu. On her fourteenth birthday Kagato decided it was high time for Yoko, who had been home schooled all her life, to interact with other children. Ignoring all the dangers of the family curse her father shipped her of to a fairly interesting academy named Hogwarts. So far she’s been able to keep her curse under control but as more and more members of the Kaijuu enter Hogwarts doors who knows how long that will last. . .
Appearance + Model
model – Mika Nakashima
From first glance Yoko doesn’t seem to be the type to be in charge of anything, let alone a parade of cursed family. With a jumble of earrings, that beautiful lotus tattoo that marks her right shoulder and her macabre tint to fashion she doesn’t appear to be much of a dignified leader at second glance either. Being partial to loud music, crowds, and leaving others in shock and awe Yoko is constantly doing strange and interesting things to her appearance to snag the attention of her audience. The Kaijuu family has gotten quite use to the sight of the young woman wandering around the estate with a few streaks of neon green contrasting her short and otherwise dark hair or simply dressed in a plain school uniform, though she’d been out of school for a few years now. Yet as odd as her appearance and clothing may get at times this coal haired woman demands respect from her fellow students.
Since gym class was never a favorite of hers it doesn’t take a genius to tell that Yoko remains petit on account of her abnormal eating habits. To add to her thin figure she spends most of her days locked in the Kaijuu household and at most time is only able to escape her responsibilities in night’s sweet embrace, this lack of sun leaves her with a pale complexion. Yet when she does get the chance to leave her dusty tomb Yoko will often travel out to her small yurt by the seashore to admire glistening waves while gaining a soft bronze color.
Curse Form;;
Yoko is lucky enough to be the snake marking her as the head of the Kaijuu family. When embraced Yoko’s body will disappear in a cloud of ashy smoke; when the fog clears in a mess of crumbled clothes a tiny scaly body with eight heads will be trashing to escape the mountain of cloth. Being cursed by the eight headed hydra Hachimata, Yoko’s thin and tall body will be morphed into that of a serpent. Not just an ordinary snake but a glorious creature with onyx scales traveling down her twelve inch body and piercing eyes of ruby. With a forked tongue emerging from her sleek hear connected to her shining body it’s nearly impossible to pass by this exceptional woman without her crimson gaze finding its way to you.
Special Traits
x Family Curse
x Remains calm in all situations
x Cunning
x Exhalent with hexes
Flaws
x Family Curse
x Weak in heat
x Horrible at Herbology
x Crule & Cold
Known Enemies
[ All those who oppose her ]
Sample Rp Post
{.Back at her home in Japan.}
The full moon hung ripe in the ebony sky as the pale beams wandered down and danced over the earth below. As a swift gust of wind drove through the air it ruffled the thousands of emerald leaves that intertwine to form the complicated labyrinth lying in the courtyard of an equally complicated family. Inside the towering walls of the Kaijuu estate the ripple of ruffling clot and soft padding of muffled footsteps barely reached beyond the hearing of their maker. The miniature shadow of Yoko Kaijuu, in her typical loomed over the glistening floor boards as she slid the shoji door aside and stepped quietly out into the courtyard.
This late night sneaking had become a ritual of Yoko’s, and only just recently she’d began not just wandering the grounds but instead Yoko would eventually stroll into the maze she’s come to love. Running her hand along the dew soaked leaves the Hachimata walked over the threshold and into the tangle of hedges, her dark green kimono swaying with every step she took. Yoko had come to know her maze all too well since she spent her more restless of nights traveling through down its many paths.
“Aki no yu hi ni, Teruyama momiji.” Reciting the first line of the lullaby Yoko had overheard a young mother singing to her cursed child she took twists and turns getting closer to the center with each step. “Koi mou suimo, kazu aru naka ni…” Pausing as the sweet scent of her favorite flower, the precious gardenia floated to her from beyond the high leafy walls. As happy as she wanted to be standing admits the intoxicating sight of shining leaves and comforting aroma of flowers there was something troubling her tender mind. Like the many times before when the family was thrown into disarray and all the chaos was closing in on the normally ignored main house there was only one place Yoko the god could feel.
Other:
The Curse
When they are hugged by a member of the opposite sex they are forced to change regardless of their state of health or emotion. Yet when they are sick and weak, without being hugged, they can be forced by their own bodies to transform. Same goes with extreme emotions.
History: This curse was passed down from the first bewitched member if the Kaijuu, a beast tamer named Oron many, many, many years ago. So long ago in fact that barely anyone remembers how the curse had come to be or why it was placed. All that is known is at any given time there is only twelve members of the family who are affected at any time.
“In charge”;;
Yoko like the rest of her bloodline is at the top of the family. Meaning simply that they are responsible for making the bigger decisions like who is allowed to leave the country and approving marriages. Currently Yoko is next in line for this position her father Kagato being the head at the moment but since he's often busy with his own affairs he leaves things to his daughter.
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