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Kaiken Zensen (Kitty)
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Date Posted: 19:49:28 08/12/04 Thu
Name: Kaiken Zensen
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Height: Between 5'6 and 5'8
Eye Color: Golden
Hair Color and Style: Black, reaching her thigh. Sometimes she lets it hang loose and other times she prefers it to be in a braid.
Clothing: Though her clothes may change, she usually sticks to black leather. She wears a sleeveless shirt which reveals her stomach, tight pants, knee high boots, fingerless gloves that go a bit past her wrists, and a trenchcoat over it all. Underneath her clothing is a cyborgic armor, but it cannot be seen, due to an invisibility shield which makes it transparent. The armor is made out of Kyõryoku, a light weight, incredibly strong, and extremely rare type of material.
Personality: She's pretty easy-going, but gets rather violent at times. Her moods shift swiftly, making her a hard person to understand and an even harder person to like.
Being: Cyborg
Occupation: The #1 Most Wanted Criminal
History: She's had a rough life, but won't let others know it
OOC Name: Kitty
E-mail Address: kaitsurinu@hotmail.com
Where did you hear from us?: I own the site.
Other: None.
Sample Post: She ran.
The trees leaned over as she pasted them, their branches like claws, gripping her hair, ripping her clothes. The shadows of the moonless night loomed over her, threatening to overcome her in darkness. But she continued to run, never looking back, thrashing her way through heavy forest.
She was trying to escape. Escape her fate. Escape the life she had created for herself. She knew they would follow, never giving up, determined to catch her. Determined to destroy her for knowing the truth, but still she ran. She would never give up. She would escape.
A tree root shot out of no where and she fell, yelping more in surprise than pain. Struggling to stand back up, she realized she could not. Her ankle screamed in pain as she put weight on it and the girl realized it was sprained. Pained tears sprang to her eyes but she quickly forced them away and slowly crawled to her feet, leaning against a tree for support. She knew she could not outrun them now, not with her hurt ankle. She would have to face them. Alone. Closing her eyes, she could almost see them, running through the forest, toward her, their swords glinting in the starlight.
She heard the noises approaching, crashing loudly through the forest toward her. Opening her eyes, she stood up and faced in the direction where they were coming from, determined not to show her fear. Yet as the lights appeared through the trees, it took all her courage to remain standing where she was, unmoving, willing to face her fate head-on. Nothing prepared her for what happened next.
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