Failing Fiction

(I will post a shorter version above this sometime....)
Sometimes called Kiri for short.

Kirin Starly
Values:   Life is the most precious thing; Strive for perfection.
Date of birth:   She doesn't have one, as an angel?
Age:   Since the beginning of time?
Height:   5"6'
Weight:   125
Ethnic heritage:   Angel
Color of hair:   Dirty Blonde
Color of eyes:   Blue/Green
Physical description:   Average size, lean, tan, decent looking, hair a little passed shoulders. Two scars on her back because she was dishonored.
Style of dressing:   Black/grey shirts, black/grey/red knee length skirts, /dresses, sandals, (fallen angel preferences) two bracelets on her left arm (from Owen)
Sense of humor:   Almost none, as an angel she didn't pick up on it.
Personality type:   Happy before being dishonored, after, quiet depressive, reserved, patient,modest, selfless.  ENFJ (google it, it really helps in describing characters.)
Religion:   Christian?
Political party:   None
Hobbies:   Training, Art.
Favorite music:   Classical, soft.
Favorite books:   None
Favorite movies:   None
Favorite colors:   Black, Grey, Red.
Contents of purse or wallet:   None
Description of home:   Well, in Heaven a cloud, on earth, the street until moving in with Owen.
Educational background:   Taught by God I suppose.
Work experience:   Warrior/Protector
Family:   God/Angels?
Best friend:   Owen Turner
Male friends:   Owen Turner; Jerry
Female friends:   Sarah, Emily
Best childhood memory:   She was never a child.
Worst childhood memory:   She was never a child.
One-line characterization:   She resents the earth-world for being like her hell, but as time goes on, she wants to protect the poor people.
Strongest character trait:   She loves helping others, and is very selfless; good with fighting.
Weakest character trait:   She doesn't understand humans much; socialization.
Character's paradox:   At first, she doesn't like humans much, but does her best to protect them.
Greatest hope:   To return to Heaven, and be good enough; getting rid of her curse.
Deepest fear:   That she will stay dishonored forever, and be stuck living a human life for all of eternity.
Philosophy of life:   Give everything you can, but take nothing. Help but don't be weak and receive it.
How character sees self:   A dishonored Angel because she wasn't good enough; isn't a good enough human either. She realizes she doesn't belong anywhere, and is "good for nothing." She perceives herself as weak, and pathetic.
How others see character:   Strong willed, helping, selfless, very important, too independent.

Name: Micho Lamert
Race: Meta-Human
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Country:
Hair Color: Silver, Brown, and Orange.
Hair Length: A little past the eyebrow.
Hair Style: Flat.
Eye Color: Green with grey streaks.
Expertise: Long Swords
Weapons: 2 Long swords jewled and carved. 4 ft long. Engraved with: Quis operor vos pugna pro? What do you fight for?
Clothing: Long coat with a bunch of pockets, baggy black jeans, a black shirt. Black, fingerless gloves.
Power: Pyrokinesis.
One word for his personality: Suspicious

Name: Harvey Shae
Age: 16
Appearance: Lean tall, big eyes short, straight hair. Muscular (sort of)
Hair: Short hair, black/brownish, white, and  organeish/yellow.
Eyes: Cat like yellowish-green eyes (refer to pic)
Clothes: Skin tight clothes, typically black. Or black and gold.
Occupation: Ninja
Weapon: Faeblades (Use a search engine in it.)
Pet-type: Calico Cat
Personality Traits: Very Independent (Tooooooo independent), stubborn and temperamental, extremely loving and fun to be around. Love to be cared for and unconditionally loving.
Pet traits: Because of her transformation to a human she is light sensitive, she doesn't like bright lights. She hates water, she only uses it when necessary. she has a tendency to make purr like noises when content.
Physical pet traits: She keeps her ears, her eyes, and her tail. Her nails stay sharp and strong but are still human.


Values:   Life, loyalty, love.
Date of birth:   June 29, 2000  (Cancer)
Age:   16
Height:   5'7'
Weight:   115
Color of hair:   Brownish gold with black, and some white shades
Color of eyes:   Golden Yellow
Physical description:   Lean tall, big eyes short, straight hair. Muscular (sort of)
Style of dressing:   ninja: Skin tight shirt, baggy pants, Usually black with/without gold. Normal: whatever she feels like wearing.
Sense of humor:   Good one?
Personality type:   Very Independent (Tooooooo independent), stubborn and temperamental, extremely loving and fun to be around. Love to be cared for and unconditionally loving.
Religion:   None
Political party:   None
Hobbies:   Knitting
Favorite music:   Salsa
Favorite colors:   White, black, gold.
Contents of purse or wallet:   None
Description of home:   Future home: Small little cabin type place. Single bedroom. Single bathroom. Small kitchen. Cozy living room. A den. Decorated with her favorite colors as much as she could afford.
Work experience:   Ninja
Family:   Litter of 3 other kittens. She never learned their names before they were adopted out.
Best childhood memory:   Her owner putting Harvey in her giant purse and taking her to a fair.
Worst childhood memory:   Getting into a fight with a giant dog and being stuck under a house for three days and nights.
Strongest character trait:   Loving, affectionate, caring.
Weakest character trait:   Independent.
Character's paradox:   When she isn't in a good mood she will complain about recieving affection though she loves it.
Greatest hope:   To be a great ninja.
Deepest fear:   To be the death of an ally.
Philosophy of life:   Try as hard as possibly to complete anything possible, don't be full of self-pity.
How character sees self:   Capable of anything thrown at her.
How others see character:   A tad arrogant, but caring, loving, sweet, and fun to be around.

History: A young little kitten born with a litter of three other kittens, who were weaned and given away, before even being named. Harvey was given to a nice little girl, about 15 years old. The girl taught the little cat many tricks, and with all the time they spent together they shared a close little bond. One day Harvey left the house as usual her usual curious self does, and wandered a bit too far, into a neighbors yard. They owned a large blood-hound that chased the poor Harvey under a house. She was stuck there for three nights, until she could finally escape. The girl had went out of state for a field trip to Washington DC for a week before Harvey came home. Harvey was let into the house by the parents, but upon finding her girl gone for so long Harvey went off in search thinking maybe her owner was too trapped under a house.
     Harvey spent many days looking for her owner, and after what seemed like forever Harvey admitted defeat. She wandered the streets. Until one day an mourning old lady snatched up the cat. She let Harvey get used to her and after about a week the old lady did something weird to the poor cat. She tied this weird charm around the cat's paw, and the cat transformed. Harvey was now a human. The old women loved her and took care of her, taught her anything a cat wouldn't know about being human and after months looked proudly at her daughter. The old lady sent Harvey off to receive ninja training from the old lady's brother's son.

(The drawn picture is terrible, I didn't shade, and after about the second hour started to get really lazy. Sooo. Better pic later?)

Name: Kendric Jones
Gender: Male
Age: 19

Appearance: Ken has black hair to his shoulders, and it's straight, it's always all over the place, and he hates when it gets in his face. He has light green eyes that seem to shimmer ever so slightly when you look at him at the right angle, and a smile that -if he ever showed it- would light up the whole room (not because of white teeth, though he does brush three times a day. He always, and I do mean always, has a bright, neon green choker around his neck (It's fuzzy soft,) it use to have spikes but he broke them off, he said that it looked nicer that way, and it has a black heart in the middle. He wears purple and green striped, finger-less gloves, we wears a neon ti-dye jacket, and is usually found in a semi-tight shirt usually in light blue, and either green baggy pants or black camo-shorts. He always wears skate shoes, and he use to carry around a skate-board until it broke.


Personality: He tends to be shy, especially around pretty girls, and he blushes quite easily. He doesn't really get into sports, but he can skateboard quite well. He can be over-active and bubbly around certain people, but only extremely close friends. He tries to be friendly, but just ends up being so very quiet. He's a sweet-heart and a gentlemen, most of the time. He is quiet shy kept to himself most of the time, but when he is around the right people he is as said, outgoing.

Basic Info: He currently works at a near-by thrifty shop, called Buck and Lowes. He is taking classes at Marlzgate college, and he loves to spend his time writing, usually writing poems. Dark poems, about pain and suffering, about mis-understanding, and taking people for granted. He loves to take walks on the beach, and look up at the stars. He studies only when he needs to and he doesn't appreciate cappers.

Name: Rayn
Gender: Female.
Age: 27
Ability: She can magnify and control fire. (aka: a small flame can be turned into a massively, consuming fire.)
Weapons of choice:  Katanas and shoto blades.
Apperance:  Really long hair that she keeps up in a pony-tail. Some of her bangs don't go into the pony-tail so they are usually in her face. She has light-brown hair, and blue eyes. Her face looks petite, but she has a scar along her cheek.
Personality: She can be quite the talker, she loves to ramble on and on about useless things. She can be bubbly, and cute when she does not have business to take care of. She hints towards the seductive side but not as often as one would think. She can be shy and stutter when she meets someone, but on the flip side, if she is feeling rather outgoing can and will talk to the new person until the sun runs away.
She knows how to use her weapon well, but she still makes mistakes, which is why she trains everyday.
History: (Later.)

Katana info:

    The katana originated in the Muromachi period  as
a result of changing battle conditions requiring faster response times. The
katana facilitated this by being worn with the blade facing up, which allowed
the samurai to draw and cut their enemy in a single motion. Previously, the
curved sword of the samurai was worn with the blade facing down. The ability to
draw and cut in one motion also became increasingly useful in the daily life of
the samurai.
    The length of the katanas blade varied considerably during
the course of its history. In the late 14th and early 15th centuries, katana
blades tended to be between 70 and 73 cm in length. During the early 16th
century, average length was much closer to 60 cm, but late in the 16th century,
is again approximately 73 cm.
    The katana was paired most often with the wakizashi or shoto,
a similarly made but shorted sword, both worn by
the members of the warrior class. It could also be worn with the tanto, an even
smaller similarly shaped dagger. The katana and wakizashi when paired with each
other were called the daish and they represented the social power and personal
honour of the samurai.
      The katana's unique design and in particular its sharpness
necessitate quite a few specialized precautions to handle it. Failure to observe
these precautions can easily lead to damage to the weapon or severe injury.
    If mishandled in its storage or maintenance, the katana may
become irreparably damaged. It is extremely important that the blade remain
well-oiled and polished, as the natural moisture residue from the hands of the
user will rapidly cause the blade to rust if not cleaned off. When stored for
longer periods, it is likewise important that the katana be inspected frequently
and aired out if necessary in order to prevent rust or mold from forming (mold
may feed off the salts in the oil used to polish the katana).