Post by Ran Ling on May 17, 2010 18:49:49 GMT -5
Vitals
Nickname(s): Rannie
Age/Grade: 15 /Sophomore
Birthday: August 20th 19XX
Place of Birth: San Diego
Ethnicity: Chinese
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 98lbs
Blood type: B
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Grey
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Persona
Ran has always been the friendly sort. She’s energetic but patient, and she does her best to get along with people. She’s only human, however, and there are certain people that just don’t appeal to her. To these people, Ran shows far less patience, and while she prefers avoiding them, she is capable of at the very least standing to be near them. Sticking up for herself isn’t a problem either, and she’ll tell someone off if they deserve it.
She dislikes conflict, and avoids all traces of it if she can. Ran however seems to have a knack for tumbling into trouble. In the heat of the moment, Ran sometimes loses her sense of caution and may very well dive into the trouble she tries so hard to avoid.
She can be funny (to some), as she is a rather peppy girl. It is no lie that Ran loves to laugh, and she is most at ease with those who are also energetic. However, she can very well get along with almost anybody (but doesn’t necessarily), because she generally knows who doesn’t mind her energy, and who would prefer her to be still and quiet.
She doesn’t have any trust issues, but she is cautious towards those she perceives as the menacing sort.
Mentality: Sane
Ideal: “Having a peaceful few years here would be nice.”
Belief: “Parents are into Buddhism, I don’t really care about religion, though.”
Hobbies: Singing, creating, reading
Talents: Trickery, adaptability
Favorite things: Her cellphone
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Aesthetics
Combat
Years Practiced: All her life
Description: Having had an easy life, Ran never really had to fight. As it is, she doesn’t really know how yet. She has the basic self defence techniques memorized, and is capable of fending someone off, but would lack the know-how to actually defeat them. So it comes down to this: If she’s grabbed, she can wiggle her way out of someone’s grasp. If attacked, she’ll run and scream like the wind. If backed into a corner, she’s likely screwed. However, she’s rather skilled at using her environment and trickery, and can usually cleverly incapacitate her opponent and use that opening to run.
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History
Due to the fact she was surrounded by so many people, Ran had grown up to be pretty sociable. Her mother didn’t always have time for her while taking care of her two younger brothers, so Ran was usually looked after by her older brother (who was 5 years older than her). In turn, Ran looked up to her eldest brother, and he was one of her biggest influences.
When Ran was old enough to begin school, she was quick to make friends, and got along with most of her classmates without much problems. Getting along with boys wasn’t a problem due to living with so many brothers, however Ran found interacting with other girls to be rather refreshing. At first, she didn’t have much in common with them, as she had taken up the same interests as her brothers. However, the more she spent time with these new found female friends, the more she took an interest in the girlish things they enjoyed.
As years went by, Ran didn’t have much trouble. She had no enemies (some people may have disliked her, she didn’t really know, but she stayed out of people’s way) and she had a pretty tight group of friends which she stayed with until her highschool years.
Entering highschool for her first year was nice and peaceful. In fact, life couldn’t have been much easier. Perhaps some divine forces had decided it to be so, but, it was time for Ran to finally face a challenge.
Her eldest brother had been sick a while from cancer. She had been told that there were chances he would have been able to survive. It was not the case, and he was finally laid to rest after much suffering. Ran was devastated by this news, and stopped smiling. To have lost the person she looked up to the most, a family member, her big brother...it was the worst sort of challenge life could decide to throw at her.
For a while, Ran was silent and would just want to be alone. Her friends tried to understand but became frustrated with her and ended up giving up on her. She didn’t care at the time, about anything really. The funeral had helped her accept what had happened, but she did not feel much better. Concerned, her father had taken a day off work, as he saw that Ran was the one who seemed to be taking the blow the worst.
She didn’t remember the day very well, but one thing she always remembered was that night. Her dad had gotten her some ice cream and finally decided to have a talk with her in the car. It started with the stuff she was used to hearing, how people understood how hard it was, and Ran didn’t much care about that. However, her father then began to bring back good memories of her brother. Ran had allowed herself to laugh at some of the stories she vaguely remembered. She then decided to join in the reminiscing, retelling some of the things she remembered of her brother. As they laughed together, Ran had finally noticed that she wasn’t the only one hurting. The tears in her fathers eyes, the ones she hadn’t noticed before, finally let her know. In some way, perhaps her father had done this for himself as well, and Ran felt a bit selfish to have been so negative the past weeks.
From that night on, Ran had begun to heal, and soon, she had turned back to her usual self.
Finishing her first year had been a bit tough due to how many schools kept closing down, and Ran was forced to transfer several times. The next year however, she would be attending the school everyone else was. And that’s when she sensed her easy life would turn upside down.
“I’m being challenged again....aren’t I?”[/color]
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Living Status Information
Roommates: N/A
Cases Against the Students: 0
Cases Against the Teachers: 0
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Stats
Dexterity: 21
Constitution: 10
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 21
The Bio Approval Code Phrase: "Must be made of something weak...like Raditz."[/ul]
