Clementine Cho
Apr 3, 2010 22:16:14 GMT -5
Post by Clementine Cho on Apr 3, 2010 22:16:14 GMT -5
[/i][/size][/right]The Basics
Name: Clementine Cho
Nicknames: Clem, Cho Cho, Cho, Flower Lady
Age: Seventeen
Orientation: Heterosexual
Desired Rank/Job: Student
Powers: Chlorokinetic, she controls plant life.
Play By: Maki Horikita
The Details
Hair Color: Dark brown it almost appears black.
Eye Color: Dark brown, nearly black.
Any Piercings? Only in her ears.
Any Tattoos? None.
Any Scars? None.
General Appearance: Miss Cho isn't particularly stunning or glamorous and is probably as far away from both definitions as possible. She has her own air of attractiveness and could probably pass for a cute young guy if she wanted to. Her hair's cropped short and in varying lengths with a set of bangs that are usually swayed off to the side along her forehead. Most of the time it looks like Clementine woke up brushed her fingers through her hair and then just decided to leave her apartment. She has a pair of fairly thick eyebrows that are usually hidden beneath her bangs.
Clem's face is very delicate but she has this sort of sweet look to it. Her eyes are almond shaped and normally have a glint of playfulness in them. Her irises are a deep dark chocolate almost to the point of being black. A fairly round nose is placed in the middle of her face and suits her just fine. The Cho girl's skin is fairly pale and usually left unblemished. A pair of fairly full lips are usually drawn up into a crooked grin or smile.
She's very thin and very lithe young woman with almost no figure to speak of. She wasn't a girl that was blessed with hour glass measurements but that's fine with her it makes it easier for her to blend in and most people will ignore her on the street when she's walking along since they assume she's just a cute boy. Her arms and legs are fairly thin though not without muscle. Her fingers are very long and delicate looking but her nails are usually bitten down in opposed to clipped. All in all she's just her and she doesn't care about how people look at her. Clementine wears whatever she likes and the majority of the time she attempts to dress cutely.
Personality: First and foremost, Clementine wants to have fun. She wants to enjoy herself and taste as much of life as possible. She wants to make sure that she's living it to her fullest and doing everything possible to make sure she can do it. Clementine leaves no stone unturned, she wants to taste just about everything she can or do anything.
The Cho woman is very energetic and it's hard to keep her still and in one place. Which is one of the reasons why she likes to be outside so much. She's not all that great at being social with other girls, though when she does manage to make friends the majority of them are males.
She's usually the voice of reason amongst her group of friends though that doesn't mean she won't rush into things without thinking. She's horrible at planning things out and usually she doesn't understand or think things through until she's already knee deep into an issue. Half the time she won't know what she's doing until she's already doing it.
She's fairly empathetic and she can easily walk a mile in someone else's shoes. She's very polite to people and fairly nice most of the time. She's more than willing to offer the shirt off her back for somebody if she knows that it's the right thing to do. Every move Clementine makes is with a good intention and with a sense of justice. Even though she knows it won't always be right in society's eyes she will have to do it because it's what's right. When she was young her father always taught her to follow her heart and that's how she lives her life.
Sometimes, that's not so good though. If she's under the assumption that she's doing something for the greater good she will continue to work on that and sometimes she'll toss in her opinion where it may not belong. If she believes that somebody's being "repressed" or if there's something she can do to help she'll offer her "help".
Clementine's a woman of integrity and she won't ever do something half assed. If she's put her mind to something she'll make sure to finish it. She displays a large air of confidence she can do anything she can put her mind to if she puts some elbow grease into it. Perhaps she thinks that way because nobody ever told her otherwise or because she just knows she can achieve.
She's stubborn and no matter what she's doing she'll make sure she's doing her best at it. Being extremely headstrong she was a very tenacious young lady. Clementine wouldn't just toss in the towel and give up until she did everything humanly possible to make things work. She was a hard working individual and behind her curious and innocent face beat the heart of someone who could put two and two together.
While not the smartest person she's chock full of common sense. She knows not to walk in a darkly lit ally no matter how masculine she may appear and if you squeeze a person one can eventually gets what she wants. She'll get whatever she needs and do whatever it takes to get to them.
Clem's fairly out spoken. She doesn't have much of a filter when it comes to something that's offence to her. She'll usually have to toss her two cents in about something if she either agrees or disagrees with it. She'll always weigh out the other party's opinion even if she knows she's the one that's right. Clem is very talkative and will just talk and talk and talk if given the chance! She won't always listen to people. She puts up a very tough wall when around people and tends to have a more "tomboy" attitude when it comes to just about everything.
Your Vices
Likes: <3 Old and badly dubbed kung fu movies--they're hysterical!
<3 Magnolias, they're probably the most beautiful flowers ever.
<3 Horses, they smell awesome and they're pretty cool.
<3 Eating, yum.
<3 Catching fireflies, I always let them go.
<3 Free running, otherwise known as parkour.
<3 Gymnastics, watch me fly!
<3 Hot baths, aaaah.
<3 Planting, I love planting.
<3 Strategy games like chess, I think it's the only time I plan things out!
<3 Apples, probably the best fruits ever.
<3 Sleeping in, wake me up in five hours, okay?
<3 Spring rolls, again yum.
<3 Cooking outdoors.
<3 Running, I have to be active.
<3 Contact sports, except for when people really get hurt.
<3 Tea, do I have to say yum again?
<3 Odd tea pots, just tea pots shaped in weird shapes and whatever.
<3 Ants, no not burning them with a magnifying glass.
<3 Action figures, now with kung fu grip!
<3 Hiking
<3 Bikes, riding mine is a ton of fun.
<3 Bears.
<3 Cooking, but you didn't hear that from me.
<3 Stuff with dragons on it.
<3 Flowers
<3 Roses
<3 Clementines hahaha....
Dislikes: </3 Chores, bleh!
</3 Ironing clothes, I'm always afraid I'll burn a hole through them.
</3 Burning things.
</3 Storms
</3 Cloudy days
</3 Home economics!
</3 Blood, ew.
</3 Cold baths, brrr!
</3 Poprocks.
</3 Laffy taffy.
</3 Taffy
</3 Having long hair.
</3 Mother's Day
</3 Rulers.
</3 Coloring inside the lines.
</3 Lemons, ew.
</3 High heals.
</3 Dancing.
</3 Dances.
</3 Chauvenists.
</3 Flat tires.
</3 New sneakers, it sucks to break them in.
</3 Girl talk, I feel awkward.
Strengths: Taking care of plants.
Weaknesses: Being around fire.
Fears: "What am I afraid of? Fire. I'm afraid that my flowers will burn and I'm afraid that they'll die. I don't want them to die at all."
Secret: "A secret? Um...
Family Ties
Father: John Cho
Mother: Yuka Matamoto
Siblings: None.
Any Other Important People:None.
History
When John Cho was in college he never expected that before he graduated he would be a single father. It all happened with a couple of words, "I'm pregnant." With those two words Mr. Cho knew that his little cling with his pretty classmate should have been better planned. He was always a complete fool when it came to women how he managed to knock one up was beyond him. In his junior year his girlfriend gave birth to a healthy baby girl, seven pounds seven ounces.
John had never seen any creature that could even match his daughter's beauty.
She was the light of his life and he was so excited to take her home from the hospital. His girlfriend, Yuka didn't want to be tied down though. John may have talked her out of having her pregnancy terminated and just because she had a baby didn't make her a mother. So as she left John and the baby alone to go run some "errands" she left. John waited a couple hours, she didn't come back. John waited a few days. She didn't come back. He called some of her friends, her mother--who yelled at him for implying that her daughter was dumb enough to get knocked up by a bumbling idiot like him, and even their professors but she had dropped out of university and left. He waited a few weeks and she still didn't come back to their apartment.
He had been an only child growing up and didn't know a lot about taking care of children let alone how to raise a little girl but he did the best that he could do for her. He got a job to buy her everything he could possibly get for her, put her in daycare as he finished out his schooling, and tried to be the best father that he could. He spent as much time humanly possible with her and rocked her when she couldn't sleep. He told her stories, made sure she was well fed, baths were a bit awkward for him because he was afraid that he would accidently drown his baby in the sink. When he graduated he was quickly placed into a job which gave him more money so they could live comfortably.
He dressed her room with lace and frills and dressed her up in cute white dresses. No expense was spared when it came to their young daughter. Perhaps it was because Clementine had been the only child but she was doted upon her father. John treated Clementine as though she woke up thirty minutes before him to wake up the sun so it would raise for him to see. His daughter was his shining light and his greatest accomplishment.
As she grew up, Clementine was a fire ball. She was a ball of energy as a child and she wanted to be able to release it. Sitting around and playing tea party just wouldn't cut it for her. John enrolled his daughter into gymnastics after school so she could work out her energy and still be feminine about it. Gymnastics was fun though and she loved being able to put her energy to good use. However, she was always outdoors every chance she could get out she would. It was then when she realized that there was something different about her.
No one else made flowers grow. She could make them perk up, grow, even control trees. It was amazing. She kept quiet about it though. Not mentioning it to her dad too much. As she got older and entered middle school, she again started to realize that she didn't like being around girls too much. They were busy talking about hair and make-up and the majority of the friends she did make were male. They never seemed to mind that she was a girl in fact they said she acted a lot more like them than normal girls did. Her father wasn't very happy with his precious little girl spending so much time with boys. She was his fragile little girl so he tried to put a stop to it.
It was when she got an invitation to a boarding school he decided that it would be a good change for her so he sent her away. Clem was livid. She imagined some place where she'd be stuck inside a classroom, somewhere she'd be crushed and given nothing but work. However, she realized what kind of school she was at. She had never ever met anyone that was "different" like her.
She found a good niche in Hammel and was enjoying it.
Roleplay Example
White wasn't a color she wore too often. It was too deceitful, people assumed that white was pure and innocent. Though what else did they see when they spotted a cute girl like her? No one wanted to believe that someone that looked like her, someone who looked cute and was young would possibly be associating herself with a sordid group of pirates. That was what that Marine had believed. Charlie knew that it would be easy to think that she was nothing sinister or dangerous. Charlie wasn't a seducer, it wasn't in her nature since she had the sea as her lover. The gentle toss and splashes that lapped against their ship---the sea rocked her to sleep. The sea was where she belonged and she knew that anything else would be wrong with her. Miss Lightfoot was a creature of the sea itself she didn't belong anywhere else.
She couldn't remember anything else but the ocean, even when she was a little girl it was more soothing then when her father tried to rock her to sleep. Cecilia smiled as she brushed back at her dark hair, none of her hands were in and she felt oddly free for once. Maybe it was the dress.
Brushing her hair back with a tiny hum she hummed to herself as she tried to ignore everyone around her. It was just her and she'd get her tangerines and go back home immediately! Home, she bit down on her lower lip. Maybe she should have asked someone to come with her, the young girl knew that she shouldn't have been off by herself. Clyde told her that. Gil told her that. She shouldn't be alone. Tough or not she was a girl. Ah, what did they know? She could defend herself. She could make sure that she'd not be harmed or hurt.
A new voice made itself heard and she took a step back away from Luke. She had half hoped that it would have been Gilbert or maybe even Clyde that had come to fetch her since she hadn't started chopping up eggplants or making soba. However, it was neither of her favorite crew members, it was somebody new. She'd been running into a lot of new people as of late now hadn't she? Cecilia kept her left hand up so it crossed over her chest and it clutched onto strap of her pack.
It was a sad and poor attempt to hide herself from him. The petite girl had to tilt her head back to look up at him as she was just a tiny thing. Tilting her head to the side she smiled gently.
She turned to face him and her dark chocolate bangs fell in front of her eyes. She stared up at Luke with her dark eyes and she reached up to brush the offending locks out of the way. Why was it, all the men she met had longer hair than her? Miss Lightfoot replied, "Good morning." His introduction had made her pause for a moment or two and her eyebrow rose up. Beautiful young lady? Usually, she got kid or girl. Her lips formed into a line and she smiled gently with a "hm" that passed those ruby lips of hers. She shifted her bag and started to walk again.
Lady wasn't something she got called often. It was nice to run into a gentlemen every now and then. Clyde may have been kind to her and treated her cooly and Gilbert was more of a brother than anything else. She wasn't used to the gentle treatment and sweet words. It had to have been the dress.
Or maybe it was the lipstick. She had taken it a while back, it was a pretty color and she thought maybe she'd use it sooner or later. She smiled gently and the young girl rubbed her soft lips together.
"Getting tangerines and since I had no one to wake up to why not be alone?" Her crew was going to throttle her. He was probably going to waylay her and she'd blame him because it was going to be his fault that she didn't have time to cook up the rice. Last time she had left she had prepared something for them and she had heard few to no protests when she returned. Her boots pounded gently on the ground and she hummed quietly to herself.
Maybe just maybe he'd be a bit discouraged and just leave her be. Somehow she highly doubted that but she didn't quite care since she could probably collect her fruit and then return with little to no trouble. If he gave her any she'd take care of him. Or she'd get someone else to take care of him. He made her think of Cross for a moment and she winced. Eugh. Cross. She should get him a sour tangerine, she chuckled in her throat and covered it up with a cough.
She turned back to him though and offered a smile. Well, maybe she could get him to buy her tangerines for her. If nothing else she'd have a bit of fun. The girl in white glanced back over her shoulder to him as one of her eyebrows rose up. "My name's Charlie." With that she started walking again.
One...Two...Three.
What About You?
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Name: My name is Susie, but you guys can call me Peachie. :}
Age: Twenty years young.
Experience: Seven years.
How Did You Find Us? Random clicking.
Ready To Play? Hell yeah!
