Post by Astrid Sudeki on May 14, 2010 15:47:07 GMT -5
Vitals
Nickname(s): None
Age/Grade: 17/Junior
Birthday: March 13th
Place of Birth: Long Beach, well outside of Long Beach
Ethnicity: Japanese/American
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 129
Blood type: O positive
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Oceanic Blue
Sexuality: Bi-Sexual
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Persona
She used to be nice and proper, just like she was raised to be, but years of hard luck and loss have hardened her to being cold and cut off from the world. Though she may appear to be a part of things, inside she is detached and vacant. Emotions nothing but those things that can cause pain. She loves her family and puts her honor to them above all else, but as for everyone else...she has shut herself off from them. Nobody will get in, so nobody else can hurt her.....
It is just easier that way...she can work harder to get stronger, to train right and to do her job for the family. That is all that matters. Sure she is here now for a reason, if not she would be home with her family....But she is not one to complain, only keep it inside and take it out on those she fights.
Other than that, she is pretty tomboyish in nature. She dresses up in boys clothes, acts like a boy and pretty much is one of the guys. Not that she planned it that way, it just sorta happened. No real friends to speak of, she just sorta went with what was comfy, not to mention most of her time the past two years had been spent with men sooo yeah.......
Mentality:For the most part Astrid has a good head on her shoulders, but there are demons lurking in the darker parts of her mind. Memories of her parents murder surfacing in her dreams and causing constant night terrors, although she does good to hide this from those around her. Not willing to admit any weakness. There is a part of her that blames herself for what happened the night her family was killed. It is unclear if she will ever really stop blaming herself for the wrongs that have been done against her family. But she is trying to learn how to channel that pain and rage into strength, trying to make herself a better person and a stronger individual. It is just that sometimes she may get a bit carried away. Pushing herself until she breaks and then build herself back up. It is the only way she knows.
Ideal: It is her birth right to be a great warrior and with proper training and focus she will one day achieve this goal.
Belief: “It is only when a person pushes them self to their limit that they know what they are truly made of. “
Hobbies:
- playing the violin
- music
- fine arts
- history
- playing video games
- singing
Talents:
- playing the violin
- playing video games
- singing
- soccer
Favorite things:
- PIZZA!!!!
- Food in general
- Playing the violin
- Caffeine
- B-List Movies ( you know the crappy ones that are so funny to watch )
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Aesthetics
She is 5’5” tall, lean and fit. Her muscles growing more defined with each day as her training and exercise continue. She is pretty, petite and not at all what you would expect for a fighter to look like. But make no mistake, within her lies a great power waiting to be unleashed.
Defining Marks:
She carries a single scar that runs the length of her left calf muscle, starting at her knee and extending all the way down to her ankle. It is the result of the night her parents were murdered and her qi exploded from within her. The injury a direct result of the events that took place due to that explosion of power.
Appearance:
Astrid is short in stature, standing at only five feet five inches tall. Her form in lean and trim, with soft, subtle curves that leave her alluring to the eye. Yet, in her oceanic blue eyes there is a look of constant pain and heartbreak; regret; masked only by the determination that shines from within. Her blond hair falls down past her shoulders, in soft waves, framing a delicate and beautiful face. Her features are well defined, giving her not the appearance of a fighter but more so that of a model or something along those lines. It is clear, however, in the manner in which she carries herself that she is confident and sure of herself. She is proud of who she is and where she comes from and this shows in the way she presents herself. She can typically be found wearing either a pair of cargo pants and tank top or jeans and t-shirts. It all depends on her mood and the type of day she is expecting.
Apparel Information
Head Gear:
None really. Unless she chooses to wear a hat or perhaps a hooded jacket.
Shirts:
Typically it is some sort of guys shirt. Like a mens button up dress shirt with a lose fitting tie, or a t-shirt that is clearly to big for her...She very seldom varies from this unless she absolutely has to. Her mothers dream of her being a pretty, ladylike girl who wore dresses long gone out the window unless the occasion calls for it....Which has yet to happen.
Pants:
Usually she likes to stick to cargo pants or jeans. It is a long way from what she was raised to wear. That being dresses. No, she has decided that the days of being feminine are in the past and that given the way her life is currently going, it is better to dress functional than for the sake of looking good.
Shoes:
Typically she will be seen wearing combat boots or sneakers. Very rarely can she be found in anything else. Once again, it is all about being functional.
Misc:
Only other things she would be carrying with her would be her Father’s headband that he wore over his eyes all his life, which she keeps wrapped about her right wrist and her back pack.
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Combat
Years Practiced: On and off for three years.
Description: Varies depending who she is fighting and what techniques she knows that may be effective to win.
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History
----------------------Daddy Play With Me!!!---------------------
“Daddy!!!”
The sound of the little dark haired girl’s call could be heard throughout the house as she hurried down the stairs of the family home. Dressed in a pretty pink dress, her long black hair pulled up into two pig tails on either side of her head, her brown eyes seeking out every inch of the house. She was clearly no more than 5 years old.
But she was a girl on a mission. The mission? Seek out her Daddy and attack him with kisses and hugs until he decided to play with her. Yes. It was a very top secret mission. One that she had no intention of telling even Mommy.
Looking about the downstairs living room, she would let out a little huff of frustration as she noted that he was not here either.
She had checked all the bedrooms upstairs, and the bathroom, even the closets. No Daddy to be found.
Crossing her little arms over her chest she would let that lower lip stick out slightly. She was beginning to become very aggravated that she could not find him.
Then she heard the sounds of laughing coming from the back yard and that deep familiar tone speaking out. Instantly her eyes lit up as she took off running through the kitchen.
”Astrid. What have I told you about running?”
Her Mother’s words stopping her dead in her tracks as the innocent look fell over her little face.
”Sorry Mommy. I just wanted to go see Daddy.”
The woman’s eyes softening some from their scolding scowl as she smiled and tilted her head toward the back of the house. She did not get much time with her Daddy lately. He was always so busy, though he would never tell her what he was doing. But he had promised that he would be home all day today and she was planning on taking full advantage of that.
Smiling up at her Mommy she would turn and walk the rest of the way to the back door, standing on her tip toes to reach the handle and turning it with tiny hands. Then, once the door was open, those shimmering eyes would settle upon the familiar figure of her Daddy, tall in stature with that headband covering his eyes.
Suddenly all her Mommy’s warnings went right out the window as she took off running toward him. The sound of her Mommy letting out an exasperated sigh as she moved to stand in the open doorway. Now simply watching the scene before her.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!!”
Giggling as she ran to him, seeing him turn toward her and bend down to scoop her up. Her little arms wrapping about his neck as she pressed a kiss to his cheek.
”There is my little princess.”
A small squeal of happiness being let loose at the sound of her nickname. Yes! She was Daddy’s princess and nobody better forget that.
”Play time Daddy! You promised!”
Remember the mission? Yeah, she was not about to falter from her goal. Another series of quick kisses delivered as she continued the hug of doom upon his neck. Hearing the sound of his deep laugh as he shook nodded softly.
”Okay okay. You got me. I have been defeated. What would you like to play?”
”Nothing too rough Love. You know I do not wish her to be around such things.”
The sound of her Mother’s words echoing from the back door. Gah! She never got to have any fun!
”I know Dear. I know.”
He would then lean in and whisper in her ear.
”How about we play hide and seek and then when
Mommy is not looking I will show you a few moves?”
She once more giggled with happiness as she wiggled to get down. She of course would do all the hiding cause honestly Daddy was not very good at it. She always found him.
As he set her down she would turn and run off. Yelling out behind her as she did.
”NO PEEKING DADDY!!”
She laughed as she said it. Knowing full and well that was never something she had to worry about with Daddy.
Honestly she did not think that life could ever get better. She was probably one of the happiest little girls in the world. Holding both her parent’s love and affection. She was their world and they were hers. As far as she was concerned, things could just stay this way forever.
And for the next 10 years, they pretty much did……………………
---------------------It All Falls Apart------------------------------
It had started out like any other night. She had spent the evening helping her Mother with the dishes and then she had gone to practice her violin. Once done it was time to check in on Father and see that he did not need anything and then giving him a kiss on the cheek before heading up to bed.
The little girl had grown into a beautiful 15 year old young lady.
Delicate features that made many girls jealous and long raven locks which fell down past her shoulders. Deep brown eyes that showed a happiness and light that not many in this world held.
She was well educated, talented and beautiful. A true Sudeki female is what her Father told her every time he looked at her.
Those words letting her know that he was proud of her and that meaning more to her than anything in the world. It was all she had ever wanted to do in life. Make her parent’s proud.
So she had gone to bed, just as was expected, dressing in her knee length cotton gown and drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
But halfway through the night, it was all shattered with the sounds of glass breaking and her Mother’s screams.
Brown eyes shot open about the time the door to her room was blown open. Shards of wood flying about the room.
”DADDY!!!!”
Screaming out for him as she tried to crawl off the bed, only to feel a set of large arms wrap about her waist, lifting her up and holding her off the ground as she again screamed out for, who in her opinion, was the strongest man she had ever known.
“DADDY!!!! HELP ME!!!”
A dark laugh coming from the male that held her as he turned and proceeded to carry her out of her room, kicking and still screaming, down the stairs and into the back yard.
”I found the daughter.”
Holding her there as her eyes fell upon a group of men and women, all of them very very tall and scary looking.
”RELEASE MY WIFE AND CHILD!”
The sound of her Father’s voice drawing her attention toward the spot where him and her Mother were. He was hurt! Badly! Her Mother struggling to keep him down as he forced himself to stand once more. Blood pouring down his chest and back. His face bruised and bloodied.
A male approached him, laughing as he shook his head, throwing a fist directly to her Father’s face and sending him down again.
”Fool! Do you think we would let any Sudeki walk away from this?”
The man’s hand raising as he motioned for her. Her small body dragged toward them as she struggled to get free. Tears flowing down her face as they threw her down to the ground feet from her parents.
She tried to get to them, tried to crawl her way toward the pair.
But a large hand grabbed her hair, jerking her back and forcing her to look up at the man who had struck her Father.
”Now watch this little one.”
With that he would turn and wave his hand as if dismissing her parents as nothing.
Suddenly the group converged on them, one woman reaching down and grabbing her Mother, lifting her up and dragging a knife across her throat. Blood pouring from the wound as Astrid screamed. Though her sounds were nothing compared to those of her Father. Every bit of rage the man held being released as he came to his feet once more, lunging at the woman who by now had dropped her Mother to the ground.
As he did though, the woman would shift out of the way, raising that knife as the young girl looked on in horror, and bringing it down into her Father’s back. The blade long enough to pierce through his chest.
Tears clouding her eyes, Astrid watched as her Father fell to his knees, blood coming from his mouth as he struggled to speak, all the while dragging himself toward her. Trying to reach her. But before he could, another male was behind him, grabbing his hair, lifting his head, and in turn slitting his throat as well.
She screamed once more as pain the likes of which she had never known consumed her. Watching as her Father fell and then feeling herself being released.
She crawled to him, tears streaming down her face as she pulled the blade from his back and rolled him over. Resting his head in her lap she placed her small hands over his neck, trying to stop the bleeding.
”D..Daddy…P..Please…don’t leave me.”
Sobbing out the words as she struggled to maintain control. If she could just stop the bleeding he would be fine. Right?
She was a smart girl, she knew deep down that it was not true, but she tried none the less. Feeling her gown becoming soaked with the warm crimson liquid that poured from her Father. Reaching up with one trembling hand, she pulled the headband from about his face, gripping it tightly as she looked down at him.
”Daddy?”
She whimpered out, trembling as she saw his hand struggling to raise, reaching out to her….but his touch never fell upon her face. Because in that instant he let out one final gurgled breath, his hand hitting the ground as all life left his form.
She lowered her head, crying against his chest as she cried out for him. Gripping that head band as tightly as she could. It was all she had left of him now. All she would ever have of him.
Then, from all around her, the sounds of laughter echoed through her mind.
They were laughing?!!
Her Father, her Mother…..lay dead upon the earth and they were laughing!?
So much pain, so much rage, it consumed her. She felt walls inside herself breaking, felt as though a dam had burst as power the likes of which she had never felt began to spread through her entire form. She was shaking…..
Wait……
She as not shaking…..it..it was the ground….
The laughter of those around her quickly dying as the rumble of the earth grew heavier, a roar sounding from deep within the Earth’s surface.
Suddenly, she felt a hand grab her, pulling her to her feet and letting her Father’s dead body fall to the ground once more.
Standing there, she looked down at her hands, the Earth still shaking, as she stared at the blood that coated her…..Her Father’s blood.
Brown eyes turned to look at the murders. The people who had taken her entire world and destroyed it in a single night. And as she looked at them, the final dam broke free.
Energy surging through her as an invisible wind seemed to surround her. Her black hair lifting up and flashing to blonde before settling down around her once more.
Everyone there taking a step back as they recognized this for what it was. They had pushed this little, harmless looking Sudeki to the breaking point.
But it was too late now. For instantly that low rumble of the earth increased, now everything around them was shaking, the walls to the house cracking as glass could be heard breaking from inside. The windows busting out as the surge of power increased more.
Surrounding them was the concrete wall that had surrounded the entire property. It too began to crack and shift as those around her struggled to get away. But before they could everything around them began to collapse. The wall, the house, everything, much of it falling upon those who ran, crushing them beneath the debris.
She did not know how many were killed that night, or what exactly happened. She simply remembered a piece of wall falling toward her. Crushing her leg beneath it and in turn knocking her out.
The next thing she knew, she was at the Sudeki temple. Her leg having been healed though a scar would always remain. She was told that several of the Katashi clan had gone on a killing spree that night. Taking out several members of the branch families of the Sudeki clan.
Her home had been the last and now, there was something that they needed from her. Due to the fact that they had lost so many to the wars between clans, their numbers dwindling massively, and because her parents had both been killed that night……
The leader of the clan had decided that she was to move to Long Beach and seek out the Lightening Dragon for training.
So that is what she would do. She would grow stronger, and she would work to help avenge her parents’ deaths. She would not stop until she was strong enough to take on any enemy. Until she never again had to feel the helplessness she felt the night her entire world fell apart.
And if anyone could help her……It was Uncle Leon.
------Ends Are Always New Beginnings------
She met her Uncle, her cousin, her aunt and for once she felt like she really had a family again. Sure things were different, but that was fine, she wanted to learn how to fight...Wanted to learn to be better.....
But then, due to circumstances she could not control.....Nobody could....Uncle Leon died......It was like losing her Father all over again and a part of her shut down, went numb....No longer did she care about things, not like she should.
Sure she smiled, when she felt she needed to, but the shimmering of her eyes was gone...the life that had once danced within them now dull and nearly gone.
The only thing keeping her here....Her family......
That was why when Spike told her he needed her to move to San Diego to watch over his ex lover, she was pissed.....She didnt want to leave her family...they were all she had....But he was the Vanguard and before that he was her cousin....one of her last links to this world.......In the end she agreed, and though she is still unsure of this Katashi girl she will do as asked if needed......
Besides, maybe it is a good thing to have come here....Fresh start away from the painful memories that haunted her.......
So, with what money she had earned she moved and enrolled in 774....the new, huge highschool that they had here....It was where she was told she could find her little buddy...heh...So yeah, she would start looking there....Sure it wouldnt take long to find her.....Gods know that girl attracted trouble like the plaque.
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Family Information: ( This is just an immediate family line, as pertaining to her current storyline. As time passes more will be added as they become relevant or available.)
Father: Grave Sudeki -- The Demon Eye'd
Mother: Susanna Sudeki
Uncle: Leon Sudeki -- The Lightening Dragon
Cousin: Spike Sudeki -- The Vanguard
Niece: Kazumi Sudeki ( though not technically her niece that is how she likes to view her. )
Nephew: Aiden Sudeki (though not technically her nephew that is how she likes to view him )
Living Status Information
Roommates: None, nobody will stay with her.
Cases Against the Students: 0
Cases Against the Teachers: 0
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| Placement | Item(s) |
| Head | |
| Hat/Bandana |  Grave's Band of Sight Rubber x2 ($250) Power 1: Level 1 - Qi requirements reduced by 5. Level 2 - Qi recovery time is doubled *Each Level is attained through having 15 Int. Level 1: 15 Int, Level 2: 30 Int* Power 2: Resistance to Elements is increased by 25% |
Caps
STR: 4/4 | DEX: 0/0 | CON: 3/4 | INT: 6/6 | WIS: 0/0 | CHA: 0/0
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Stats
Dexterity: 10
Constitution: 10 ( 13 )
Intelligence: 15 ( 16 )
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 20
Amount of Stats Transferred from 259:
Gonna wait on this til Ryan can look it over...
259 Bio ( aka PROOF )
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