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Gaian Name: Infected Innocence
Character Name: Hikari Yamada.
Nick Name: Eheh, just Kari~
Age: Eighteen years young!
Gender: Female.
Weapon: She uses a bo staff primarily, though her training with it allows her to use things like metal pipes, sticks, etc.
Likes:
✔ Baked goods
✔ Being warm
✔ Video games
✔ Snow
✔ Listening to music
✔ Hanging out with her friends
✔ Photography
Dislikes:
✘ The cold
✘ Bitter foods
✘ Blood
✘ Rap
✘ Jerks
✘ Horror movies
✘ Boredom
✘ When things break
Bio: The only child born to her parents, she's the second generation of her family born in America, her grandparents on both sides having moved there from Japan when they were young. Early on in her life times were hard: her family didn't have much money as her father was attending law school, her mother working two jobs to help him get through. So she was home schooled for the first part of her life, taught by whatever parent was around during the day. Needless to say she was a little behind her peers when she was finally sent to a public school at the age of thirteen, when her father finally graduated and got a job at a big firm.

She spent a lot of time studying and working hard to catch up, turning out to be quite an intelligent girl in the process. It was there that she also met those that would later become her best friends. She had just turned eighteen when a new museum opened up in town. Along with those same friends she applied for a job as a night guard - the first job she'd ever actually applied for - and was amazed when she got it. It paid well, but strange things were starting to happen while she was working....

Personalty: Hikari's a particularly upbeat girl with a positive outlook on life. She's quiet but cheerful, and the type that's both understanding and a good listener: a good friend to have, or so she'd been told. She's patient and doesn't have much of a temper; even when she does get upset, it's a quiet thing, not particularly explosive. Kari's very loyal to those that she cares for, and is quick to trust new people - though once her trust is lost it's hard to get back. She generally has a good sense of humor and can be a both a little sarcastic and a touch stubborn at times.
Crush: Kurama, though she'd have a hard time actually saying anything about it.
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- Miles Smythe -
        The one who controls my fate:
        Infected Innocence


        I art thou:
        I was named: Kohaku Akiyama.
        However I prefer: He hates nicknames, but from select people he'll accept Haku.
        I have traveled on the path of faith for: Eighteen years.
        I am:
        I am in: Third year.
        My weapon of choice: A naginata; the blade is 60 cm long, and the shaft is 170 cm.
        Basic Attack Type: Slash.

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        This is who I am:
        The real me: [ x ]
        Other: He's about 6'1" tall, body mass mostly composed of muscle with very little unnecessary fatty tissue. He is indeed a natural blond (and hates being asked all the time) with dark purple eyes.


        This is the true me
        You can find me to be: Most of the students at Tasogare High would say right off the bat that Kohaku's the type of guy you'd want to avoid. Snappy, temperamental and cold with a sarcastic streak a mile long. Their parents would insist that he's a troublemaker and a no-good scoundrel, skipping school all the time to hang around the alleys and dark corners of Tayou. And at first glance it's exactly as they say: Haku prefers to keep to himself than interact with his peers, has more insults than honest compliments for those around him, and doesn't pick fights but will damn well end them. But beneath the rough exterior there's a surprisingly normal teenage boy who's just afraid of opening up. It doesn't show often but he's kind, quite protective and loyal to those he cares for, and has a soft spot for animals. He has a well-hidden - if not dry - sense of humor, and he's honest, saying what's on his mind without censors.
        My story: Born in Tayou to a fairly average Japanese layer, Atsushi Akiyama, and his sweet German wife, Emeline Akiyama née Schäfer, his earliest years were very quiet. He was a healthy baby boy with a lot of energy; however after the first year of his life had passed, his mother became increasingly unable to keep up with him. Young though she was Emeline had contracted leukemia, and that combined with all of her treatments to deal with it made it hard for her to be a mother to her only child. Despite the doctor's best efforts she passed away two years later, leaving behind a distraught husband and a lonely little boy. Atsushi took on the role of single father with vigor, but with his job there was only so much free time he had: so he hired a number of nannies to care for his son when he was unable to.

        The years went by, and while Kohaku Akiyama missed the mother he could hardly remember, life went on. He started kindergarten at a local public school at his father's desire that he interact with normal children his own age, rather than sending him to some snooty private institution. It was a nice thought, but it didn't go particularly well. He had always been the sort of boy that preferred books over sports and quiet solitude to the roughhousing common of young boys. His sweet, demure nature made him a target for bullying early on, and for three years he suffered through it on his own, afraid to tell anybody and look like he couldn't handle himself. But in the third grade he found a friend: a girl by the name of Shiori Nakano, the daughter of a rising politician in Tayou. She took Haku's side against his tormentors, and the pair became fast friends.

        For the next few years life was very much normal. It was once they hit the ninth grade that things took another turn for the worse. A huge scandal erupted involving Shiori's father having an affair with his campaign manager. The students at their school turned on Shiori, mocking and teasing her mercilessly over the news coverage. It bothered Kohaku; how could she stand up for him when he needed it, but he couldn't do the same for her? Determined to help his one close friend the teen did what he could to protect her, beating up those that insulted her and warding off anyone who thought to upset the girl. He thought he'd done what was necessary. But it had upset Shiori. She insisted that she'd liked him for who he was, peaceful and kind; not the person she was seeing now. So she broke off their friendship, refusing any of his calls and attempts to apologize, and that summer her parents divorced and she moved away with her mother.

        The change in Kohaku became more permanent. He blocked off his heart, refusing to let anybody else in to hurt him. He was tough, hardened, angry; he didn't take anything from anyone any more, refusing to let the world walk all over him now that he was alone. His father was absolutely baffled by the shift in his son's personality; Atsushi tried to speak with Haku himself, and when that didn't work, he tried to have him sent to a counselor for some help. But the boy refused; by the time he entered high school he'd earned himself a reputation of being a troublemaker and a no-good delinquent. His grades, once spectacular, were hardly even average; mid-way through his first year he began skipping classes, then missing school entirely, and he barely scraped by his first two years of high school with passing marks. One day early on in his third year, when he was kicking around Junes in the evening, he met a young transfer student by the name of Hisao Akebono. Against all odds the boy was willing to spend time with him, and somehow he eventually worked his way past Kohaku's cold exterior to become his friend. They spent a lot of time hanging out after school, no matter how tired Hisao was. And then he just... Vanished. Like he'd disappeared into thin air. The police had no leads, and all of his many friends were just as confused and concerned. Refusing to lose one of the few remaining people he still gave a damn about Haku began hunting down some leads of his own, hoping to find something that might lead him to Hisao....
        Where I hang out: He was all but forced into the Kendo club by his homeroom teacher in hopes that it would help him attend school more. It didn't.
        My fears: Letting people in, only to end up alone and hurt. It's happened before. He doesn't want it to happen again.
        What I hide from others: That beneath the aloof, hardened shell he's lonely. It's not human nature to be so solitary, and it's starting to weigh on him.

        Thou art I
        My arcana is: Death.
        My persona's name: Styx.
        Skills: Gale Slash || Mudo || Mamudo
        Strengths: It's able to reflect Dark attacks, and is somewhat resistant to physical attacks in general.
        Weaknesses: It is very weak to Light attacks.
        Traits: Styx is the sort of Persona that would generally be labeled as a 'tank.' It is primarily combat-based, having a high defense and attack and is thus resistant to damage while allowing the user to hit harder. Aside from Dark spells, it knows no magic.
        My persona looks like: Styx stands at a massive twelve and a half feet tall, with a color scheme of mainly white and shades of gray with some gold while it's eyes are a bright glowing red.
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ιт maттєrs noт ωнo you arє...
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Character Name: Kanelia Al'Tir
Gaia User Name: Infected Innocence
Race: Asari
Age: One-hundred twenty-five
Rank/Function in Group: Crew member of the Citadel cruiser Yggdrasil; skilled biotic and the Yggdrasil's weapons specialist.
Personality: She's a quick thinker who prefers to observe a situation before opening fire. As both a Spectre and a former asari commando, she's stubborn and a little severe with a touch of pessimism; she knows the galaxy isn't a peaceful place, and fully believes she'll die defending it. She generally tries to keep her distance from other people, but can be surprisingly kind beneath her aloof exterior.
Weapons/Biotic Abilities: She has extensive natural biotic abilities like most asari, trained by asari commando training in her earlier years. She also carries an M-12 Locust SMG and an M-5 Phalanx heavy pistol.
Bio: She was born on Thessia to a single mother, a kind asari woman by the name of Tanaya. Her father had been a turian named Kyras, who unfortunately died serving his people mere months before his daughter was born. She returned to Thessia at the age of sixty-seven at her mother's request, as the older asari pulled some strings to get her daughter into the career she'd dreamed of as a little girl; so she was taken in for commando training. She stuck with her commando unit for twenty years, proving to be an exceptional huntress in the field. Only recently she was extended an offer to join a Citadel cruiser with the suggestion that it may lead to a performance review that may make her a Spectre. So, naturally, she agreed, and has since joined the Yggdrasil and her crew.
Group: Yggdrasil strike team
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[ ✩ ] ↘↘ Eighteen
[ ✩ ] ↘↘ Chosen one
[ ✩ ] ↘↘ Gryffindor
[ ✩ ] ↘↘ Infected Innocence



Gaian Name: Infected Innocence
Character Name: Harry Potter
Roleplay Sample: The young man lounged on the bed in his shabby little room, sighing quietly at an impatient hoot from the beautiful snowy owl across the room. " I'm sorry, Hedwig, " he muttered for what felt like the tenth time since the bird had woken. " One more hour. I promise. " An unhappy clicking of the beak. Fifteen, nearly sixteen year old Harry James Potter took his dark-rimmed glasses off and ran a hand over his face, exhausted and irritable. How long had it been since he'd had a proper night's sleep? But every time he closed his eyes the same images played over and over: Sirius, his godfather, falling back into the Veil to his death. Albus Dumbledore and Tom Riddle, more commonly known as Voldemort or He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, battling one another in the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore's hand on his shoulder, guiding him past the numerous photographers and reporters in a sort of trance after it was all over.

To top it all off his summer with the Dursley's went just as swimmingly as ever. While it was a grand improvement over how he'd lived the first eleven years of his life it was still far from perfect. Hell, it wasn't even close to being average. Rolling onto his stomach Harry leaned over the side of his bed, digging beneath the mattress for one of the few books he'd kept from being stored in the cupboard beneath the stairs. Quietly he stood and padded over to the window, opening it and letting Hedwig out to stretch her wings before returning to his bed to sit. With a quiet click he turned on a flashlight and began to read, ignoring the tired ache in his eyes.
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You Don't Need Know This!


(❤) My parents named me: Marissa Cecilia Edwards.
(❤) Count the candles: Eighteen.
(❤) Can't you see am I a: Female!
(❤) But they call me: Mostly just Mari.
(❤) I was born on this day: January 10th.

Now It Starts Off!


(❤) My life story: Born in Dublin, Ireland to a very young couple, she was given up for adoption when she was two years old after living a daily struggle with her birth family. She was then taken in by a married couple from Canada more prepared to raise a child. Susan and Elliot Edwards were in their late thirties, and had been trying unsuccessfully for almost ten years to have a baby of their own. But they loved little Marissa like she was their own; Susan was a caring stay-at-home mother, and Elliot a successful emergency surgeon that, while he wasn't home a lot because of work, was very much a family man at heart. She was raised as an only child for five years in the family's lakeside home before her parents decided to adopt another child: a sweet two-year-old boy from Egypt named Jahi.

Mari bonded very quickly to her new brother, helping him to learn to speak English and becoming something of his protector in public. Her parents sheepishly blamed themselves after they told her to 'take care of him.' She didn't tolerate anyone or anything bothering the boy: children eventually started to avoid them at the park, lest she think anybody so much looked at Jahi the wrong way. They were eventually split up when they started school, what with being in different grades, and so her determined guarding began to wane steadily over the years. They both branched out and made friends of their own; when she was about eleven her friends changed, however, to others with similar interests. Namely Harry Potter. The group of pre-teens went to the movies together, dressed up for Halloween as characters... And time passed, the kids growing up and living quite average lives. Until, many years later, when she got a strange letter in the mail....

(❤) Hurt me,love me: [ Stubborn ][ Friendly ][ Curious ][ Intelligent ][ Sarcastic ][ Independent ][ Loyal ][ Protective ][ Fiery ]
(❤) Keep it away!:
☠ Spiders
☠ Bugs in general
☠ Failure
☠ Bitter foods
☠ Cheesy movies or books
☠ Reality TV
☠ The cold
☠ Birds - she's quite ornithophobic

(❤) I must have it!:
ღ Coca-Cola
ღ Reading
ღ The 'Harry Potter' series
ღ Warmth
ღ Working in the kitchen, either baking or cooking something
ღ Fantasy novels, movies, etc.
ღ Most furred animals
ღ Her family

(❤) No anything but that!:
- Drowning
- Being tortured
- Death
- Breaking a bone
- Birds

(❤) Hey! this my favorite song!: Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen

Protect or Destroy!


(❤) I have this to protect myself: Ash with a feather from a phoenix's wing. 10 1/2 inches long, light and best for Charms work.
(❤) You know me as a: Chosen One.
(❤) Places I should be at right now!:
- Defense Against the Dark Arts
- Charms
- Care of Magical Creatures
- Potions
- Transfiguration
- Herbology
- Apparition

(❤) I was placed in here for a reason: Gryffindor.

It's ends here NOW!


(❤) My heart is upon you: Severus Snape - After reading the series through, she couldn't help but love him. Her real chances with him would probably be slim to none, but that never bothered her.
(❤) I have more to tell you!:
- Her family owns a five-year-old male Australian Shepherd by the name of d'Artagnan; she loves him to bits and pieces.
- She'd like to visit Ireland some day. Maybe even meet her birth parents again.

(❤) That my favorite animal: A Great Horned Owl named Terreo, meaning 'I frighten' in Latin.
(❤) The person behind me: Infected Innocence.
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I threw a wish in the well,
Don't ask me, I'll never tell

I looked to you as it fell,
And now you're in my way



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It's hard to look right Infected Innocence xx Do not steal! xx Infected Innocence But here's my number
At you baby xx Infected Innocence xxx Do not steal! xx Infected Innocence xx So call me, maybe?

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