Post by megumi on Nov 8, 2008 12:44:39 GMT -6
Human Application
Name: Megumi Adema
Nicknames: Meg
Age: 17
Birthplace and current residency: Baltimore, Maryland; Washington D.C.
Family:
Step-family:
Father - David Adema, 54
Mother - Alice Adema, 54
Older Sister - Karen, 18
Older Brother - Mike, 26
Older Brother - Chad, 28
Avatar(the celeb that represents you): Anna Tsuchiya
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Megumi can be caught wearing anything from a jeans and graphic t-shirt to punk-inspired dresses that reak sophistication. Her hair-color is bleached blonde that is often dyed with kool-aid, but it's her simple almond-shaped eyes that contrast beautifully with her oval face.
Not exactly tall, her average height is accelerated at 60mph with her unique boyish body and oddly fluid stances.
Personality: Megumi has a habit of lying to please others, but every so often her smile is found to be genuine. Regardless of her pacifist nature, she walks with shoulders slumped and dull eyes. Her communication abilities are stellar to the point of being mechanical, yet her painfully honest facial expressions convey her need for change and excitement. In the end, she will not lose herself to monotony.
Likes:
[x] Food: Any fruits, particularly apples
[x] Hobbies: Dancing and reading shoujo manga
[x] Boys: Eclectic and openminded
[x] Music: Euro-trance and jpop
[x] Other: Slasher films
Dislikes:
[x] Food: Uncooked meats and seafood
[x] Boys: With no respect for women
[x] Music: Anything slow and depressing
[x] Other: Littering, artificial sweeteners, hypocrites and bird droppings
History(at least 250 words):
One would've thought a mother would've taken her newborn baby with her on the day she was discharged, but Megumi was fated to be an orphan for the first fourteen years of her life. Her father had disappeared with her mother, leaving little Megumi in the kind but distant hands of Martha May's Orphanage on the outskirts of Baltimore. Up through her toddler years, Megumi was raised amongst a dozen other abandoned children her age. However, though she shared the same circumstances as these children, she could never quite adapt to being social and engaging. Ironically, it was when she hit puberty that she began to confide in girls her age who were going through the same changes. Eventually, she opened herself up to communication and became quite the social butterfly albeit a very down-to-earth one.
At thirteen, she and her childhood acquaintance Tom started a very awkward and experimental relationship which developed into a sort of unconditional love. As a result, Megumi and Tom lost their virginity to each other a few months short of Megumi's adoption. Though they both knew the adoption date was approaching, they naively hoped they wouldn't be separated. Nonetheless, the two were separated when Megumi was whisked away into the warm Adema household.
The old couple had just seen their last child off to college and "...missed having those annoying brats around." Megumi would become their fourth and only adopted child.
Megumi was welcomed into the Adema family like she'd been one of them since birth. With about as much love as a child could possibly want, she was situated into public life as a teen living in Washington D.C. Behind the scenes, however, Megumi reverted back to a somewhat robotic sociallite. To this day, she's still subconsciously waiting for Tom.
Sample/Past Roleplay (from my RP as Leonardo Somerset on Mongolia Manor):
The party beyond the bathroom is getting wilder by the second. Constant thuds, deragotory smacks and scrapes resound through the walls like an apocalyptic protest--of course, the image vastly pales in comparison to apocalypse in that is his conscience and being. His body is a doll and death; the little tiniest spark of humanity within him serves as the puppetier.
At least tonight anyway.
Bringing her fragile, limp body close to his, he pulls her off the sink-top and into a faux embrace. The bloody napkin lies disgarded, wrapped around an unused tampon he'd found in the cabinet under the sink. He has his ways of remaining incognito...
Quickly turning the knob on the door, he escapes with her in his arms into the overly-crowded hallway. Various party-goers collide with them as he makes his way to a large bedroom, but the offenders mechanically flinch back in response, feeling something very unsettling coming from him though they are not sure what. Within seconds, they forget the entire ordeal as if they'd run into any other human being.
Rules Word: RED ROSE
Name: Megumi Adema
Nicknames: Meg
Age: 17
Birthplace and current residency: Baltimore, Maryland; Washington D.C.
Family:
Step-family:
Father - David Adema, 54
Mother - Alice Adema, 54
Older Sister - Karen, 18
Older Brother - Mike, 26
Older Brother - Chad, 28
Avatar(the celeb that represents you): Anna Tsuchiya
Looks and Attire(picture optional):
Megumi can be caught wearing anything from a jeans and graphic t-shirt to punk-inspired dresses that reak sophistication. Her hair-color is bleached blonde that is often dyed with kool-aid, but it's her simple almond-shaped eyes that contrast beautifully with her oval face.
Not exactly tall, her average height is accelerated at 60mph with her unique boyish body and oddly fluid stances.
Personality: Megumi has a habit of lying to please others, but every so often her smile is found to be genuine. Regardless of her pacifist nature, she walks with shoulders slumped and dull eyes. Her communication abilities are stellar to the point of being mechanical, yet her painfully honest facial expressions convey her need for change and excitement. In the end, she will not lose herself to monotony.
Likes:
[x] Food: Any fruits, particularly apples
[x] Hobbies: Dancing and reading shoujo manga
[x] Boys: Eclectic and openminded
[x] Music: Euro-trance and jpop
[x] Other: Slasher films
Dislikes:
[x] Food: Uncooked meats and seafood
[x] Boys: With no respect for women
[x] Music: Anything slow and depressing
[x] Other: Littering, artificial sweeteners, hypocrites and bird droppings
History(at least 250 words):
One would've thought a mother would've taken her newborn baby with her on the day she was discharged, but Megumi was fated to be an orphan for the first fourteen years of her life. Her father had disappeared with her mother, leaving little Megumi in the kind but distant hands of Martha May's Orphanage on the outskirts of Baltimore. Up through her toddler years, Megumi was raised amongst a dozen other abandoned children her age. However, though she shared the same circumstances as these children, she could never quite adapt to being social and engaging. Ironically, it was when she hit puberty that she began to confide in girls her age who were going through the same changes. Eventually, she opened herself up to communication and became quite the social butterfly albeit a very down-to-earth one.
At thirteen, she and her childhood acquaintance Tom started a very awkward and experimental relationship which developed into a sort of unconditional love. As a result, Megumi and Tom lost their virginity to each other a few months short of Megumi's adoption. Though they both knew the adoption date was approaching, they naively hoped they wouldn't be separated. Nonetheless, the two were separated when Megumi was whisked away into the warm Adema household.
The old couple had just seen their last child off to college and "...missed having those annoying brats around." Megumi would become their fourth and only adopted child.
Megumi was welcomed into the Adema family like she'd been one of them since birth. With about as much love as a child could possibly want, she was situated into public life as a teen living in Washington D.C. Behind the scenes, however, Megumi reverted back to a somewhat robotic sociallite. To this day, she's still subconsciously waiting for Tom.
Sample/Past Roleplay (from my RP as Leonardo Somerset on Mongolia Manor):
The party beyond the bathroom is getting wilder by the second. Constant thuds, deragotory smacks and scrapes resound through the walls like an apocalyptic protest--of course, the image vastly pales in comparison to apocalypse in that is his conscience and being. His body is a doll and death; the little tiniest spark of humanity within him serves as the puppetier.
At least tonight anyway.
Bringing her fragile, limp body close to his, he pulls her off the sink-top and into a faux embrace. The bloody napkin lies disgarded, wrapped around an unused tampon he'd found in the cabinet under the sink. He has his ways of remaining incognito...
Quickly turning the knob on the door, he escapes with her in his arms into the overly-crowded hallway. Various party-goers collide with them as he makes his way to a large bedroom, but the offenders mechanically flinch back in response, feeling something very unsettling coming from him though they are not sure what. Within seconds, they forget the entire ordeal as if they'd run into any other human being.
Rules Word: RED ROSE