Sayuri Iseki

[Sayuri Iseki]

Sayuri Iseki

....the mask

Your Name: Kath
Where did you find us?: A Pokemon site, but you know that from my first two profiles...
How long have you been roleplaying?: A little more than seven years.
Password: [admin edit]

...basic character information

Birth Name: Sayuri Kitsu Iseki
Nickname: Kitsu ~ Iseki
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Birth date: January 26
Major: Psychology ~ Bachelor of Arts
Classes: Cognitive Psychology
Animal Identity: Eurasian Lynx

...personality

Likes:

• Night ~ The darkness is always full of thrill.
  
• Sea Food ~ Mostly fish, but I like shrimp and others, it's a part of my diet.
  
• Small Mammals ~ If I try eating you, that's your own fault, get over it, you make good meals.
  
• Swimming ~ A cat I may be, but swimming is full of thrills.
  
• Alone ~ I know how to function with people, it's just much more fun being solitary, no one holds you back.
  
• Misery ~ I love my misery, if you try to change that you can bite me.
  
• Helping ~ I hate being happy, but if others like being happy, than I will help them, just don't ask to help me.
  
• Full Moon/New Moon ~ It's the brightest night and than it's the darkest night.
  
• Conspiracies ~ I love them, even though they make me paranoid as hell.
  
• Psychology ~ I love getting into peoples heads and helping them understand things, because it's funny, sad, and well, I'm just weird.
  

Dislikes:

• 'Normal' ~ I'm not normal, than you shouldn't be either.
  
• White ~ It's too pure, it gets stained too easily, and it's a horrible thing, not even a color!
  
• Owls ~ They are always so annoying with their hooting, can't they just drop off the face of the planet?
  
• Crowds ~ I know how to act around them, but when you're around them you have to be so civilized, I have no fear of them.
  
• Hot/Heat ~ I am always so sleepy and lazy during in the heat.
  
• Cats ~ It's the domestic ones I don't like, they play with your mind, make you think they are nice, than BAM they eat your head!!
  
• Dogs ~ Again, it's just the domestic ones, when you're trying to sleep they never stop barking.
  
• Complaining ~ Just stay on topic, if you're in a session with me, go ahead, complain, it's my job to listen to that.
  
• Lights ~ They aren't pretty, and they are really bright, if you have torches, they aren't that bright, now are they?
  
• Malls ~ Really, if I wanted something for an expansive price, I'd buy it straight from the factory, not some crappy clothing store who ups the prices fifty percent to make money.
  

Fears:

• Goats ~ I don't know why, I think it has something to do with, oh I don't know, giant horns.
  
• Storms ~ Think of it, I could be flying and struck by lightning, it's horrible!!!
  
• Bees ~ My enemy of the skies, they sting, and they hurt, maybe I can eat them.... nah, still scared.
  

Strengths:

• Running ~ If I'm up to speed, I don't need any more confidence.
  
• Night ~ I am so much more active at night than at day, we should have night classes!
  
• Trees ~ I love sitting in trees, climbing them, not so much, unless I have to, I will probably have cloths planted in my favorite trees.
  

Weaknesses:

• Hot Heat ~ I am so lazy and unaware, all I want to do is sleep, I am quite vulnerable.
  
• Cats ~ They always trick me, and when I see one, I freeze up, the bigger ones now, I can handle them.
  
• Shiny Objects ~ It's a big distraction to me.
  Overall: [400 words minimum]
  Iskei is generally a quiet type of person, and doesn’t have make loud noises if she can help it. A lot of times, she would be asked to speak up because she had a habit of not speaking at all, or speaking in a whisper, she’s not to good at socializing. Due to her lack of communication she’s not very social, which can be a good thing since she wasn’t a big fan of people anyways. She had no fear of people, and she had no reason to fear people, so she wouldn’t, just being around them meant she had to listen to someone else’s rules.
  
  She has a habit of sneaking up on people, especially if she is targeting them to speak to them, it comes from her form of hunting. She tends to follow people without meaning to from a distance, stalking them, them and sneaking up on them, than depending on what she is doing she “attacks”. She hunts using both hearing and site, which helps her sneak attack, hunting abilities. Which helps her, because when she does talk to people, it’s generally one of the male gender, and she’s flirty. She loves to flirt, that’s the only time she’s really, really loud.
  
  She’s no where near vegetarian, and she sticks to meat. She loves meat, and she will kill for it, if she can’t get it how she likes it, she will go hunting for it, she prefers that over processed meat anyways. She believes processed meats were a scheme created by the government to fool people into believe it was healthier than regular meat so they could make buck or two, she doesn’t believe it, if she can hunt on her own four paws, than she will. It’s much healthier that way because than you have a better idea how many people have touched it, none.
  
  She prefers to hunt at night because the Lynx species is very nocturnal, and only hunts during the day when food sources are low. Her nocturnal instincts often make her sleep during the day and wake during the night, but due to her insomnia, and ADHD, she often stays awake until she passes out, goes into a coma, or dies. She prefers going to the passing out point. She may hate her life for the most part, but she doesn’t want to die, she still has yet to find out what it is like to be in love, and she wants to do that before her death.
  
  Iseki may have a few minor mental instabilities which can irate her, and an annoyed lynx is not a fun lynx to deal with. She becomes vicious, and angry, and she can’t control her moods, so she takes it out on furniture. The furniture is probably the best idea, compared to a human, but if they push her far enough, she will not hesitate to attack, and if she is hit first, she fights right back, no hesitation added. Along with fighting she’s not afraid to express herself, even if she does it quietly, she will voice her opinion, she can get loud, if you make her angry enough, everyone is like that, and she’s no acceptation.
  
  Unlike a lot of the shifters at the academy, she prefers her shifted form to her human form, to her humans have too many weaknesses, too many enemies, and too little of a lifespan. If she could, she would stay in shift form her entire life, which wasn’t a bad idea, and she would do that, had she not gained an attachment for this island she was sent to as a kid, even with anger at her parents because of it. But she will often be seen walking around campus as a Lynx, in human form there is also a possibility. She prefers to sleep in her shift because she tends to have night terrors, and destroy things in her sleep, and if she’s a Lynx, she just has to buy herself another kitty bed to put in her closet.
  
  If she is teaching her class, she is strict and serious, and always on the alert, just in case a kid would find it funny to shift in her class and use it has a joke. She puts her foot down there, and who ever did it would regret it instantly, she can have a vicious temper when it comes to school, she is very serious about it, and she always had been. She takes school as no laughing matter and isn’t afraid to enforce her classroom rules with an iron paw. She has low tolerance while she is inside the classroom, and she doesn’t care if she gets fired for doing her job, because than she knows that it’s the school’s fault for it being so low.
  
  Though outside of the classroom, for being unsociable, she loves pulling pranks on people, because it either gets her attention, or a fight, she doesn’t care which, as long as there is something amusing going on. If there isn’t something going on that keeps her attention, she turns into a brat and hides in a corner or in her room, blocking out the world. She was often yelled at when she was younger because of this, so she tries to cause something interesting to happen, whether it’s pissing someone off or causing them confusion and annoyance, she’s always the start of it, most of the time. This way it keeps her from being gloomy and depressed.
  
  A twist from her, she loves to help people, no matter what, she would try to help them, unless she sees a reason that they say they need help with but she doesn't see it. Even with her trying to help people, she still has a hard time trusting people enough to get help for herself, but she had trusted enough people in her past, to help her restrain her anger and violence, enough to keep her off the school record, in her own home however, she could destroy her bedroom quite a bit, to fight down any anger that she had left.

[/li][/ul]

...appearance

x x

Celebrity Play By: Emi Hinouchi
Appearance: [400 words]minimum

• Human~
  Sayuri has a brown red to almost brown hair color, it falls down to mid chest around to mid back, and is naturally straight with the slightest bit of a large curl at the edge. Her eyes are naturally a dark brown, but she often has expansive colored contacts to make them look white or light brown instead of her dark brown. She often has a dark layer of eyeliner lining her lower eyes, this brought less attention to her iris and more attention to her whites of her eyes. Her make up is very little most of the time, except for her eyeliner which she is never seen without unless she is going swimming, than of course she doesn't want to have any on. She sticks to light, skin tone colors when she does, except with her compact, than she wears a pale color that discolors her skin so it is lighter than it truly is. Her eye shadow is a light brown and her lip sticks are generally a light pink that way she doesn't not have to worry about looking like a barbie doll. She absolutely refuses to wear any make up that has been tested on animals, it's logical, she is an animal.
  
  She is a tall, skinny woman Japanese woman, Japanese coming from both parents. Which gives her that Asian look and the darker, natural tanned skin that appears to be a light brown. She weighs approximately 145 lbs add or subtract a pound or two, and is 5' 10", she has a long torso, long legs and long arms, everything seems symmetrical on her as well and her body proportions are just right, everything seems to go together on her.
  
  Her every day clothing is not much, it's usually a tube top, a jacket to cover her tube top, and than she always wore a pair of comfortable jeans with tons of pockets on it. She wears light colors but she preferred to wear dark colors, but she wore lighter colors because she thought it made her look skinnier. Though she might just be paranoid, because her parents stopped her from wearing black by calling her fat.
  
  She only has one bodily piercing on her entire body and that is only her belly button, she does have her ears pierced and it's generally always a crystal, not real of course, but a crystal none the less. She has a Gothic fairy tattoo on her lower back so when she wears her tube tops it shows.
  
  
• Animal~
  Iseki in shift form is one of the largest Lynxes of the Lynx species, she is approximately 115 centimeters in length and she stands to about 70 centimeters at her shoulder, and she weighs 18 kilograms. She has strong legs and her paws are large and furry and are webbed, often acting like snowshoes in the winter. She has a short ‘bobbed’ tail and has a pure black tip, and there are black tufts of fur on her ears, with long grey and white ruff. During the summertime she has short, reddish fur. During the winter, her fur is thick and silky and is a grayish-brown. Her neck and chin is always white and her fur is always marked with random black spots, like a few others, she has dark brown stripes on her forehead and back.
  

[/size]

...history

Parents: Ayako and Yasuo Iseki
Siblings: Mikael Miller {He went through a name change}
[400 words minimum]
Iseki’s parents were abusive to her, her entire life, they had only wanted one boy, not another child, and much less, not a girl. But instead of giving her away they kept her, to make them look like they were decent parents, even though she would constantly show up with bruises all over. It was easy to explain them, so she did, even if it meant lying to everyone that she cared about, she just shrugged it off. She was raised to follow the honor and respect rules in Japan, and she knew not to break them, for fear of pain. But even with an abusive family, she loved them, and them her, they just didn’t realize it.

Iseki started school ten years after her brother, at the right age, because he had started a year late and was ten years her elder, he always insisted that his sister would be a bad influence on him. All Iseki did was snort to that, she was the straight A student, he wasn’t, she could’ve done him a world of help, but he would always refuse her. After a while she had began to ignore both her family and her teachers, as she started taking it upon herself to get it done so she wouldn’t be so cramped when she got home. But even with this, she was getting marvelous reports from her teachers, which did nothing but bring yelling her way, her parents blamed her for her brothers failure, she just ignored them.

She had started to have short anger outbreaks, “From repressed depression.” was what they were calling it, but she believed it not. She hated being helped, and she didn’t need help, or at least, that’s what she thought. Her grades stayed wavering around a 4.0 average, occasionally dropped lower because of her train of thought, and speech problem, lowering her grade. Later she was diagnosed with schizophrenia, a mental disorder that took shape in many different ways, hers effect her speech and thought more than anything else, but she still had those uncontrollable mood swings. That’s when she knew she needed help and tried to reach out to get it, but she didn’t see the point, no one knew who she was.

Iseki had always refused to socialize with a large amount of people, she had a few friends, but not many, and that was the way she liked it. The more friends you have, the more you are pressed, or at least that’s what she thought. It also meant that you had more time to yourself, and she preferred being alone over being with people, it was her nature, she could be loud and flirty with the boys on occasion, but she was almost always calm and quiet. She was a peaceful, obedient child, that her parents could take any anger out on, and she had grown to except this fact or at least, she thought she had. Physically, yes she had excepted it, mentally her mind was retaliating with two mental conditions, she was bi-polar and schizophrenic.

Once she was diagnosed with the bipolar disorder her parents had admitted that at least one person in both their sides of their family had been diagnosed with it as well, and not leaving it at that, they mentioned that her mother was, as well, bipolar, and she had stopped taking the medications for it when she had became pregnant with her and her brother. It was the same year that they came out with the truth behind both of their families hidden selves, they were shifters. They explained that some of the feelings both her and her brother may have been feeling since they were a baby, was due to the animal inside them. Which would explain why Iseki hated being around people, even as a baby. But she ignored it and went on about her life as she had before, in silence and darkness. Eventually she had gotten ADHD, as had her brother, which didn’t help with the fact that she had become nocturnal and was supposed to take sleeping pills during the night to help her sleep.

She laughed at the irony of sleeping pills, waking her up, that helped her go a long while without sleep, until she knew it was a health hazard to stay awake any longer. She mostly just stayed up for a week than slept over the weekends to prevent her from oversleeping for school. This was when she tried to restart, seeing people, and she had taken a liking in psychology, she was around a psychologist for quite a while, and than she studied what the psychiatrist did, all in an eager form to learn. She loved the idea of it, even if she herself had problems controlling herself and would randomly break out into fits of anger and violence, though with the help she was receiving, she had been managing to keep that down, or at least under control until she got home and could release it all in her bedroom without worry.

With her new hobby, she was seen as slightly happier, she could not only talk to people about herself, but she was allowed to be talked to as she tried to understand what it took to be anything dealing with psychology, and she was pleased with that, so were her teachers who saw an instant uplift in mood, though she was still more anti-social than they would’ve liked, they got over it, she was a smart girl, and they figured she knew that being social would ruin her nearly perfect grade average, though she was now getting a C+ to B- in her Language classes. But they were alright with that, she had learned English fairly well, a little slower than the average student but that was alright, she knew it, and they weren’t going to press her to learn any more languages, which she did anyways. She had taken on a private tutor in French, though she still cannot speak it, only read it, and she had been studying Chinese in school with a teacher.

On her birthday, her thirteenth birthday, she had shifted, when she had shifted she was with her father in the garage, and she tried to attack him, but him, being a bigger cat, shifted as well, and pinned her down after she did some damage to him, she had shifted into a Eurasian Lynx, the same as her father, but he was older, and bigger than she was. It was only her though, and when she mysteriously disappeared they had reported her dead to the police, one of which was a shifter himself, so her mother spoke directly to him. They paid for a closed casket ceremony and cremation, though in reality, she had just left Japan for a island off of Hawaii somewhere, but she knew she could never go back, not as the same person she had been. She had instantly taken courses in psychology right away, and she had managed to graduate, a year early, her behavior, fairly welled controlled by than, though her communicating had almost completely disappeared, she was alright with that, that left her more time to hide under her covers in her dorm and try to work past her thought problem, which effected her writing greatly.

After graduating at 17 she instantly went to college, to get a teaching degree of some sort, she had no where to go, and her mothers cop friend and her father and forged her a new everything, but left everything how it should’ve been, in a different country, in a different town, she could pass as coincidence, but if she had returned to Japan as she wanted to, she would’ve been recognized, and she had no desire of that. That would’ve raised too many questions, and she didn’t want that. After taking a four year term of college, enough to get a teaching degree in any major, she had returned back to the island to put in a teaching application, the island was the only place she had, that she wanted to be at, or else she’d end up returning to Japan.

...connecting human to animal

[One Paragraph Minimum]
Kitsu has always been a loner much like the Lynx, and she has always had a love for fuzzy animals which would explain why she's a Canadian Lynx. She has a love for snow and looks best in light colors, again much like the Canadian Lynx, and enjoys staying away from people as much as possible.

...literacy

RP Sample[/i]
-Must be in the 3rd person point of view and in past tense
-REMEMBER we are an intermediate-advanced literacy site. Please keep that in mind.
-Must be at least 3 paragraphs[/size]


Amarantha, or Cate, sat relaxed in a chair in the lounge. She wanted to go outside, but it was such a beautiful day, which meant the majority of the people would be outside, and she wasn't sure about being here, she was still a new girl and didn't know anyone, this scared her, though she knew she really wasn't, it was only her mind saying she was. There was no true reason for her to be scared, unless they would try to hurt her, the chances were slim and if she did, there were teachers here, she knew they wouldn't let that happen. It was a rather nice school, considering what brought her here.

The painful transformation was still fresh in her mind, going from 5' 5" to two inches, if that wasn't going to be painful, there's something wrong with the laws of physics, but the pure fact that someone can transform into something so small. But more beautiful than she was before, it scared her parents more than she was, it seemed natural to be like that, she was so small, so light, and she could fly, she liked the feeling of being able to fly, she never could fly before, she always had dreams of butterflies and flying. She always wished she could, and her parents always said there was a little butterfly beneath her skin, oh how right they had been. It almost made her laugh, yet cry at how her parents had looked at her that night, when she had managed to transform back into a human. They looked at her as if a monster, but there was still love in their eyes, somewhere, she knew they would never stop loving her, that's why she was here, and not stoned to death, of course, that might be taking it a little too far, stoning people was hundreds of years ago, now they hung, electricute, shot, injected, anything you could think of really.

She sighed, she wore her hair in pigtails today, and she wore no make up, though on the occasion that she would've it would've been a light, rose pink, that was one of her favorite colors, rose kiss, is what she called it. She would've worn her mascara too, but, that always smeered, she wanted to look as normal as she could be, like she was at home with her friends and family. She wore a white shirt and light blue, blue jeans, her normal outfit, of course, her jeans were butterfly printed and she had bejewled butterflies on the back of her shirt, this happened before the change, so it didn't cross her mind too much. Butterfly flip flops were by her feet, she again, got them before she transformed, but she never wore them too often, so they still looked brand new, which made her smile.

On her lap sat a sketch pad that was opened up to a butterfly sketch, though the butterfly was not like a regular butterfly, it had a flower pattern to the wings. She smiled, a rose pattern, she would created a color scheme to work with rose kiss and a light blue. It would be beautiful, she would make it work somehow, and around it she would have words, in a circle, a saying that always made her feel funny inside.

"For those who fly high in the sky freedom is always there."

She laughed as she said that out loud she had a habit of talking to herself, and she knew it, but she didn't care, if people didn't like it, they can leave her alone. She wouldn't let what other people thought effect her, or she would try not to anyways..[/font]