Post by Kanesaka Toshiko on Nov 24, 2008 12:45:57 GMT -6
Username: Kanesaka Toshiko
MunName: Moony
~~~Profile~~~
Name; Kanesaka Toshiko
Nickname: Toshiko
Age:418 give or take, Appears 13
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Are you pretty?
Race:
- Vampire
Family--
- Mother: Deceased
- Father:Deceased
- Silblings: None
- Childern: One.
- Spouse: Only one holds her heart and loyality
Pack/Clan: She is the Mistress of Crystal City
Link to Image: i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn224/MoonyanPadfoot/Toshiko.jpg
Who is this image of: (What Anime Character of person?) Vampire Princess Miyu
Apperance--
- Eyes: Sea green to Gold depending on her temperment
- Hair: Chestnut Brown
- Body: (Hight and built)Due to her age when she ascended her body will always be small. Though there is something almost bigger than herself when she is near. Almost an invisible pulse of power extending beyond her lithe frame. Long limbs move with a fluidity which makes dolphins appearance cumbersome as they dance among the waves.
- Skin: Pale
History: (Please be detailed)
She grew up in a small hut by a river, with what she was certain were her parents. Her father was often away but her mother was quiet loving and supportive. When she turned twelve something changed. Her body began to ache with a need she could not explain. While it was written in flames in her minds eyes, she dare not accept it.
Her mother posed a question to her during supper one evening which startled her. She told the girl that "I am going into town tomorrow, you need a new Kimono. Would you like a red or a white Kimono."
Her mothers words seemed to burn in her mind with a blinding affirmation to her own internal fears. She told her mother adamantly, that she wanted no kimono. She did not need one. With each day the pulse in her mind and the ache of her body grew. With each day her mother posed the same question.
"A white or red Kimono."
Always she said she needed neither.
On the night of her thirteenth birthday her world was set on it's ear. Her father had come home, stoic as ever. He carried with him a box, for her birthday. She opened it only to find to her horror a white and red kimono. She had fled then, but something had drawn her back.
That night as she rested on her straw mat with her best friend Izumi they began to play as girls do, in the quiet of the evening beyond the eyes of parents. During their game something happened, and the ache of her body was to loud. When she relized who she was and where...her friend lay bare and cold in her arms. A blissful smile clung to her lips even in death.
She knew then, the pain and the wanton desire.
The sweet... warm of blood.
She knew that it was in her power to take life and in that moment before they died she could give to them the paradise they wished. What ever demand they had, they could stay there forever.
For Izume it was to rest in the grass with her dog and her mother, playing games for eternity.
Eternity had a new meaning now for her. It was her life. She had left that night taking her fathers gift with her. She knew what she had become, but she did not know how.
As the months spread to years she became better able to understand the powers as she aged. She could create fire in her hand and sent it to any target, a powerful gift for anyone of her kind. She could roll one with her eyes, making them an obedient puppet.
But her life would be eternally alone, this she knew.
She took her fathers Kimono and wore the white one, with the red sash from the red Kimono.
Now she understood. White, was for the dead and red...for a prisoner.
Her life was alone, banishing those weaker than she and sending those on which to fed into eternal bliss.
That was until, she meant to send a stranger to his death...while he intended the same for her.
His weapon tore out her belly as her fangs fell into his flesh. Blood mingled and souls were tied for all time.
He would be the only one she would sire in 400 years, and he would become a fierce defender, loyal to the end of the world.
She has given him a secret charge, when she is ready to die, he must send her there. He swore he would do so, and follow her into death after. Until that time comes, he will lay down his life for her.
While she is over four centuries old, she is still a 13 year old girl. Her playful nature is often noticed but do not forget the power behind her child like smile....it may just be the last thing you do.
MunName: Moony
~~~Profile~~~
Name; Kanesaka Toshiko
Nickname: Toshiko
Age:418 give or take, Appears 13
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Are you pretty?
Race:
- Vampire
Family--
- Mother: Deceased
- Father:Deceased
- Silblings: None
- Childern: One.
- Spouse: Only one holds her heart and loyality
Pack/Clan: She is the Mistress of Crystal City
Link to Image: i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn224/MoonyanPadfoot/Toshiko.jpg
Who is this image of: (What Anime Character of person?) Vampire Princess Miyu
Apperance--
- Eyes: Sea green to Gold depending on her temperment
- Hair: Chestnut Brown
- Body: (Hight and built)Due to her age when she ascended her body will always be small. Though there is something almost bigger than herself when she is near. Almost an invisible pulse of power extending beyond her lithe frame. Long limbs move with a fluidity which makes dolphins appearance cumbersome as they dance among the waves.
- Skin: Pale
History: (Please be detailed)
She grew up in a small hut by a river, with what she was certain were her parents. Her father was often away but her mother was quiet loving and supportive. When she turned twelve something changed. Her body began to ache with a need she could not explain. While it was written in flames in her minds eyes, she dare not accept it.
Her mother posed a question to her during supper one evening which startled her. She told the girl that "I am going into town tomorrow, you need a new Kimono. Would you like a red or a white Kimono."
Her mothers words seemed to burn in her mind with a blinding affirmation to her own internal fears. She told her mother adamantly, that she wanted no kimono. She did not need one. With each day the pulse in her mind and the ache of her body grew. With each day her mother posed the same question.
"A white or red Kimono."
Always she said she needed neither.
On the night of her thirteenth birthday her world was set on it's ear. Her father had come home, stoic as ever. He carried with him a box, for her birthday. She opened it only to find to her horror a white and red kimono. She had fled then, but something had drawn her back.
That night as she rested on her straw mat with her best friend Izumi they began to play as girls do, in the quiet of the evening beyond the eyes of parents. During their game something happened, and the ache of her body was to loud. When she relized who she was and where...her friend lay bare and cold in her arms. A blissful smile clung to her lips even in death.
She knew then, the pain and the wanton desire.
The sweet... warm of blood.
She knew that it was in her power to take life and in that moment before they died she could give to them the paradise they wished. What ever demand they had, they could stay there forever.
For Izume it was to rest in the grass with her dog and her mother, playing games for eternity.
Eternity had a new meaning now for her. It was her life. She had left that night taking her fathers gift with her. She knew what she had become, but she did not know how.
As the months spread to years she became better able to understand the powers as she aged. She could create fire in her hand and sent it to any target, a powerful gift for anyone of her kind. She could roll one with her eyes, making them an obedient puppet.
But her life would be eternally alone, this she knew.
She took her fathers Kimono and wore the white one, with the red sash from the red Kimono.
Now she understood. White, was for the dead and red...for a prisoner.
Her life was alone, banishing those weaker than she and sending those on which to fed into eternal bliss.
That was until, she meant to send a stranger to his death...while he intended the same for her.
His weapon tore out her belly as her fangs fell into his flesh. Blood mingled and souls were tied for all time.
He would be the only one she would sire in 400 years, and he would become a fierce defender, loyal to the end of the world.
She has given him a secret charge, when she is ready to die, he must send her there. He swore he would do so, and follow her into death after. Until that time comes, he will lay down his life for her.
While she is over four centuries old, she is still a 13 year old girl. Her playful nature is often noticed but do not forget the power behind her child like smile....it may just be the last thing you do.
