Sitara Neela Asman

[Sitara Neela Asman]

Sitara Neela Asman

....the mask

Your Name: Tara
Where did you find us?: Affiliate
How long have you been roleplaying?: Four years
Password: bamf!

...basic character information

Birth Name: Sitara Neela Asman
Nickname: Tara
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: 11th
Birth date: April 11
Program: Bachelor of Arts
Major: Psychology
Major Explanation: Tara is a psychology major because she wants to grow up to be either a psychiatrist or a criminal psychologist. She's still not sure which one. The golden-capped fruit bat is a very solitary, intelligent thinker, and yet they live in colonies, often times with bats of other species. They work alone, and with others at the same time, much like a psychologist.
Animal Identity: Bat (specifically the giant golden-crowned flying fox, aka golden-capped fruit bat)

...personality

Likes: 12/10

• Bands/movies nobody has heard of
  
• Webcomics
  
• Her computer
  
• Guys (and girls, but mainly guys)
  
• Books
  
• The brain/mind and anything that can go wrong with it
  
• Video games
  
• Stand-up comedy
  
• Knee socks and cool t-shirts
  
• Baking (mainly desserts)
  
• Cleverness/wit/sarcasm/satire
  
• Arguing (especially winning)
  

Dislikes: 10/10

• Top 40 bands
  
• When her computer/game console isn't working
  
• Her glasses
  
• Stupid comedy
  
• Awkwardly textured food
  
• Attention whores
  
• Conservatives
  
• Fundamentalists/uber theists (she's atheist)
  
• Misogynists (men who hate women/treat them like objects)
  
• Losing arguments
  

Fears: 3/3

• Being too normal/boring/predictable
  
• Anything involving loss of choice/control over herself (like rape)
  
• Pain (inflicted on herself or someone else)
  

Strengths: 3/3

• Completely comfortable with who she is
  
• Kind yet assertive when she needs to be
  
• Has very strong beliefs and opinions that she sticks to
  

Weaknesses: 3/3

• Somewhat childish and often lazy
  
• Stubborn
  
• Tries too hard to be "out there"
  

Overall: 528/400
Tara is an interesting character, to say the least. She is very quirky and usually pretty bubbly and happy, though in an odd way. When she's overly happy, she may act out, something that may unintentionally lead to her saying or doing things that hurt someone else's feelings. She never really means it, and as she's one who doesn't get offended easily, she doesn't always understand how other people can get offended by the simplest things.

Tara is also somewhat of a geek. Sure she's a typical bookworm, but her geekiness goes beyond that. She spends a lot of time on the computer, usually reading blogs or webcomics and listening to music, since the music she likes isn't what you'd find on any radio station. She also watches all the movies she sees online instead of bothering to buy movie tickets. The only time she'd go see a movie in theaters is if she's going with friends.

Tara is into some odd, random things. For one, she has a fascination with the mind. She is especially interested in two things: mental disorders and serial killers. She isn't sure if she wants to become a psychiatrist and diagnose people with mental disorders or work in criminal psychology yet. She knows a lot about both topics, and has even made a few successful diagnoses (meaning she guessed that the person was Bipolar or depressed before finding out that they had already been diagnosed as such by a psychiatrist).

Tara is a very assertive, dominant person. She isn't quite aggressive, though she isn't afraid to hit a guy if he deserves it. Despite this, she has a constant need for competition, and is bored by submissive people. So it's no surprise that she loves to argue. Usually her arguments consist of teasing back and forth, but often times they turn into full discussions, and this is when she has the most fun. This is also when there's the highest risk of losing, however, and Tara hates losing. She hates it with passion. Depending on what the argument was about, sometimes if she loses, she'll deny the argument ever happened. Considering that she is a liberal feminist atheist, she does get into a lot of arguments.

Overall, Tara is what anime fans would call tsundere (tsun meaning irritable and dere meaning sweet). She usually appears dere at first, a very sweet and almost quiet, depending on the context. However, once you get to know her, the tsun comes out, and you see her more argumentative, outgoing, "wicked" (as she calls it) side. She may try to convince you that she's crazy, that she can't be tamed, and that she's too much for most people to handle. She likes it when people don't believe her, and sees it as a reason to prove herself. She loves challenge in this sense, though she hates losing one. At first, she will appear to be a sweet, almost shy, bookish girl who spends a little too much time online, but if (and only if) she grows comfortable around you, you'll be able to see a completely different side of her emerge.

...appearance

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Celebrity Play By: Sameera Reddy
Appearance: 476/400
How one would describe Tara's facial features all depends on in which state she's in. Her hair, which is so dark a shade of reddish brown it's almost black, tumbles down to her lower back in waves that range from almost curly to frizzy to nearly straight depending on whether and how she brushed it. This is probably the most static of her facial features. Her eyes are dark brown and can change in personality as quickly as she can, from sweet to alluring to dangerous. Her lips, which are plump though not quite Angelina Jolie status, have been known to smirk, smile sweetly, grin naughtily, or even remain emotionless. Her nose is slim and simple, her eyebrows are arched and thin, though not plucked, and her ears are pierced, though she had no say in the matter. These are easily her most boring features; it is her eyes, hair, and smile (or lack there of) that capture peoples' attention.

At 5'5", Tara doesn't appear much taller than the average woman. But, a crowd of Indian women, she stands almost literally head and shoulders above the rest. She is curvy enough, though certainly nothing close to an hourglass, with well shaped arms and legs.

Tara isn't really huge on makeup. If she's going somewhere where she needs to look nice, sure she'll wear mascara and maybe eyeliner (not that she needs either; her eyelashes are thick enough) and she usually wears some sort of lip gloss, but that's about it. As far as clothing is concerned, she's not a huge dress fan, though she has a select few dresses that she considers more tolerable. She usually sticks with the simple jeans and a tank top or tee shirt, although she has started to take a liking to capris or shorts with knee socks. She usually wears high tops or some other sneaker, sometime sneaker flats or boots, but flip flops only during the summer. When it gets too hot out, she can't even think about wearing socks.

Tara calls her bat state simply that: her bat state. However, she is actually a Golden crowned fruit bat, also called the Giant golden crowned flying fox. The latter name is due to the fact that its head looks like a fox's. She has a long foxish snout and the little fox ears, and essentially just looks like a fox with wings. Though most of her body is black, her fur browns near her face, and she has a golden crown of fur on the top of her head, hence the 'golden crowned' part of the species name. They are one of the largest species of bat, with a wingspan of five feet and weighing almost three pounds. Also, like most fruit bats, she is tail less.[/size]

...history

Parents: Amita Asman mother, Chandra Asman father
Siblings: Bhanu Asman brother 14 almost 15
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Amita was a city girl, born and raised in Mumbai (also known as Bombay) in India. Chandra grew up in a fishing village, one of seven kids, working in his family's store in Goa. They were from completely different worlds, and had Chandra not studied hard enough to get a full scholarship to IIT Mumbai (Indian Institute of Technology, the best tech school in all of India), the two never would have met. They married in India, and when Chandra decided to go to graduate school in America, they moved there, settling down and giving birth to two children. And thus, Sitara Neela Asman was born.

Tara had a relatively normal childhood. She was the black sheep of the family, the only one who wasn't big on Indian food and didn't consider herself a Hindu (although she loved the mythology, she just didn't like going to temple and not being allowed pork or beef). She and her little brother Bhanu (who, unlike her, didn't come up with some Americanized nickname) were very close growing up, and in fact many found it amazing that they ever got along at all, considering Bhanu loved annoying his older sister, and Tara was surprisingly good at just dealing with him.

A lot changed, however, when Tara turned thirteen. Her parents had taken her and a few friends to see a movie. The movie was scary, though, and during one extremely suspenseful scene, Tara began to feel ill. She turned to her dad, telling him that she had a headache, and her joints felt odd. Chandra, who was a shifter himself, recognized these as symptoms of her first shift. Since Chandra's mother had been a shifter, while his father had not, Chandra never realized that his children might be shifters. Chandra had been one of three shifters in his family (counting his mother) and since Amita wasn't a shifter and Chandra never shifted anymore, it never occurred to him that his children might be shifters like him. Chandra told the others they were getting more popcorn and lead Tara through the exit to a deserted part of the parking lot. Her bones shrunk, her head and body contorted itself, and her hands and arms turned into wings. Slowly, Tara turned into a bat, and with nobody else around, tried to attack her father.

But her father was a strong man. With one swift blow, Tara the bat was knocked to the ground, and in this state, turned back into a human. She found herself embarrassed at first, not quite sure what had happened, but her father soon explained everything to her. He spoke to some friend of his who he knew were also Shifters and one of them mentioned Shifter Academy, where Chandra promptly enrolled Tara.

In efforts to keep this away from his wife and son (who, as it turns out, isn't a shifter), Chandra told everyone that Tara had been accepted to a prestigious all-girls high school, and so Tara started at Shifter Academy starting ninth grade. She has since settled in quite nicely and made a handful of friends.

...connecting human to animal

Tara is a very individual yet social person, much like a bat. Bats hang out in colonies during the day, but when they fly around looking for food, they do it by themselves. Tara has many close friends, but when it comes time to work on things and be productive, she is better working alone. Bats are also nocturnal, and Tara has a tendency to go to be at 3am and wake up at 12 or 1pm, unless she has things to do before then. She's about as nocturnal as a person can be. Bats use echolocation because of their poor eyesight. Tara also has bad eyesight, which is why she usually wears glasses or contacts, and she talks a LOT and has a tendency to ramble. Bats are also very spazzy creatures, and Tara can be a spazzy person at times. Also, Tara is taller than the average Indian woman, and the Golden crowned fruit bat is one of the largest bats known to exist today.

...literacy

'Why did so many dessert recipes call for cake flour?' Tara wondered as she pushed her shopping cart through the flour aisle of the grocery store, looking for cake flour. 'It just means I have something extra to buy. I mean, I have tons of all purpose flour at home, but to bake most cakes, I need cake flour.' She sighed out loud, stopping in front of the cake flour. There were large bags of it, but she only needed enough to bake a birthday cake for her brother, who would be turning fifteen soon. Other than when she baked birthday cakes for friends and family, Tara rarely used cake flour.
She quickly found the smallest container of cake flour on the shelf -- which was still too big, but oh well -- and looked down her mental list of things she needed to get. Chocolate, check. Eggs, check. Milk, check. Cake flour, check. Strawberries, check. Frosting, check. It appeared she was good to go. So she turned her cart around, putting one foot on the bar at the bottom of the cart and with one big push, found herself riding the cart down the aisle. Sure it was a little childish for someone eighteen years old to be doing, but it was still fun. Partway down the aisle, she found the cart losing balance and so she put her foot down to prevent the cart from toppling down on top of her.
Tara then walked the cart to the nearest line, calmly, as if nothing had happened. An elderly lady, who had witnessed her stunt, gave her a glare, muttering something under her breath along the lines of 'kids these days'. Tara simply gave her a friendly smile in return, pretending she hadn't heard what the lady had said -- after all, chances were, the lady could probably barely hear what she had said herself.
She soon found herself at the front of the line, placing her things onto the conveyor belt and paying with a few crumpled bills that had been lying crushed under her cell phone in her pocket for the past few days. She was busy thinking about the cake and possible frosting patterns, so she barely heard when the bag boy, a cute indie twenty-something with dyed black hair, asked her "Paper or plastic?"
"Huh what huh?" was her response. 'Great Tara, just great. Charming really. When he asks you your name, why don't you just tell him it's herp a derp?' her conscience made its scathing response to her awkward manner of being caught off guard.
"Paper. Or. Plastic." he repeated, stressing each word this time. "And do you want the milk in a bag?"
"Plastic." Tara replied. The bag boy glared at her.
"Our paper bags are made of 100% recycled paper AND they're recyclable." he stated, a compelling argument.
"That's nice. Plastic." Tara responded, obviously not caring.
"And let me guess, you drive a gas guzzler, read stupid magazines instead of newspapers, and throw them out when you're done?" was the bag boy's response. Tara shot him a look. Obviously, he had just pissed her off a little.
"Okay, one, the customer is always right. I asked for plastic because I use plastic grocery bags as trash can bags, not because I hate the environment. Two, I drive a hybrid, read Scientific American AND newspapers, and recycle them. If you call a hybrid a 'gas guzzler' and Scientific American a 'stupid magazine', then sure. Three, don't bother putting the milk in a bag." She said back all in one breath, taking care to put finger quotes around 'gas guzzler' and 'stupid magazine'.
"... yes Ma'am." was the bag boy's response. Tara just chuckled and shook her head, placing the bags into her cart and wheeling it off toward the parking lot.


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