Post by Sora on Aug 11, 2007 12:39:16 GMT -5
FULL NAME: Sora Takenouchi
NICKNAME (if any): None
AGE: 15
GENDER: Female
DIGIMON: Biyomon
WEAPON: The Staff of Love
POWERUPS: Crest of Love
AFFILIATION: Good
APPEARANCE: Red hair that now falls just short of her waist--though she often pulls it up into a pony tail, as it gets in her way--and Yuffie's outfit from Kingdom Hearts, as it is adorable. If anyone needs an image of that, just pm me, alright?
NATIONALITY: Japanese
PERSONALITY: Ever protective of her friends, Sora harbors the tendancy to take to heart the feelings and struggles of those she surrounds herself with.
FAMILY: Haruhiko, her father, and Toshiko, her mother.
HISTORY: Having been one of the chosen seven, Sora's past mirrors much of Tai's, as the close knit team aided the digital world together. She was there when they found the eighth child, and when the original team realized it was time to hand down the tradition to a new generation. Eventually she was persuaded to give up soccer for tennis and to study the art of ikebana from her mother. Now she fights at the side of her newly formed team, hoping to restore light to the darkened digital world.
RP SAMPLE:
It was quiet.
They had fought with a heated passion, every movement made with a purpose, and each blow landing with a promised resolve. With their hearts penetrated by the inky darkness, their digimon opponents had been equally as adnamant, refusing to show the chosen children a handful of mercy.
It was quiet now--now that the battle was over and the small alliance was left to their muddled thoughts.
Each bruise and cut was sported now like a badge; proof of a well earned period of relaxation. Twenty minutes previous the scene hadn't been the same. Panic had wasted away to tired relief and even hints of happiness, but only after the team had scrambled to make sure that each of their members' wounds could be cleaned and bandaged; that they weren't going to lose one of their own after all they had been through.
They were fine now, Sora reflected as she gazed upward into the blanket of stars. Though they would no doubt require time to recover, everyone was alright.
"Yeah, for now." A sigh caused her shoulders to rise and fall before the redhead shook her head. "No, I can't do this. I have to keep believing, I have to.." The words dwindled as she bit her lip.
"Mom, I miss you.."
Other: Sorry for the yucky post. I have to hurry off to work, but I wanted to try to snag up Sora before it was too late. ^^;
NICKNAME (if any): None
AGE: 15
GENDER: Female
DIGIMON: Biyomon
WEAPON: The Staff of Love
POWERUPS: Crest of Love
AFFILIATION: Good
APPEARANCE: Red hair that now falls just short of her waist--though she often pulls it up into a pony tail, as it gets in her way--and Yuffie's outfit from Kingdom Hearts, as it is adorable. If anyone needs an image of that, just pm me, alright?
NATIONALITY: Japanese
PERSONALITY: Ever protective of her friends, Sora harbors the tendancy to take to heart the feelings and struggles of those she surrounds herself with.
FAMILY: Haruhiko, her father, and Toshiko, her mother.
HISTORY: Having been one of the chosen seven, Sora's past mirrors much of Tai's, as the close knit team aided the digital world together. She was there when they found the eighth child, and when the original team realized it was time to hand down the tradition to a new generation. Eventually she was persuaded to give up soccer for tennis and to study the art of ikebana from her mother. Now she fights at the side of her newly formed team, hoping to restore light to the darkened digital world.
RP SAMPLE:
It was quiet.
They had fought with a heated passion, every movement made with a purpose, and each blow landing with a promised resolve. With their hearts penetrated by the inky darkness, their digimon opponents had been equally as adnamant, refusing to show the chosen children a handful of mercy.
It was quiet now--now that the battle was over and the small alliance was left to their muddled thoughts.
Each bruise and cut was sported now like a badge; proof of a well earned period of relaxation. Twenty minutes previous the scene hadn't been the same. Panic had wasted away to tired relief and even hints of happiness, but only after the team had scrambled to make sure that each of their members' wounds could be cleaned and bandaged; that they weren't going to lose one of their own after all they had been through.
They were fine now, Sora reflected as she gazed upward into the blanket of stars. Though they would no doubt require time to recover, everyone was alright.
"Yeah, for now." A sigh caused her shoulders to rise and fall before the redhead shook her head. "No, I can't do this. I have to keep believing, I have to.." The words dwindled as she bit her lip.
"Mom, I miss you.."
Other: Sorry for the yucky post. I have to hurry off to work, but I wanted to try to snag up Sora before it was too late. ^^;