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Since its not color, Raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes.
(FULL) Name: Akira Mori
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Likes:Candy, Music, Fruit, Guitar & Piano, Cats, Drawing, Reading, Surfing the Web, Blue, White, Green, Nature, Skittles, Ninjas, Etc.
Dislikes:Snobs, Flirtatious Guys, Skirts, Frilly Things, Girly Clothes, Pink, Perverts, Etc.
(Optional) Bio:Hobbies: Drawing, Reading, Enjoying Fresh Air, Sports, Petting Cats, Martial Arts, Other Defenses, Sword Fighting, Helping Out, Playing Musical Instruments, Etc.
Fears: Being Alone. Losing someone she cares about (friends, family, etc)
Personality: Sort of like a boys. Laid back but on guard (does that even make sense?) protective of friends. Kind, caring, mysterious and wise. (Sorry for my poor grammer!) Takes care of friends without them knowing. Like’s cats for some odd reason, they just help her relax at times. Chill, out going, adventurous. Doesn’t really bother with love much, but if one of her friends boyfriends cheated, she would kick his butt. Hard working, can be sometimes stubborn. Gets along with the boys easily, so some girls sometimes ask her to deliver letters to guys they like. Some guys admire her for her courageousness. Weird talent is that she can aim watermelon seeds at something and will get a bull’s-eye. Knows how to use a slingshot. Just because she’s chill doesn’t mean she can’t get hyper sometimes. Gives noogies to guys and ruffles girls hairs. (That’s sorta weird) Girls think of her as a big sister, so whenever they have problems she helps the out and cheers them up. Can look cool when beating bad guys up. Her wise knowledge sometimes can be like riddles and she likes riddles. Smart, clever and intelligent. (I know those are just other words for smart.) Sometimes give parenting advice, but she’s not totally mature, she can also be childish. Strong and independent. She’s kinda slow on what’s the newest trend and stuff like that, but she really didn’t care. Dense, encouraging, mischievous, nosy, and a optimist.
History: When born, her parents left her to her grandma for unknown reasons. Her grandma raised her to be kind, independent, caring and showed her all the musical instruments. She was also taught all the things she needed to survive if lost on an island or something, like searching for food, fighting, making a fire, all those things. Since her grandma was a traveler, a nature lover and many other things, she also learned many languages. Unlike some kids, she had to do chores when she was young, washing dishes, cooking food (BTW her grandma was also a great cook and since she traveled she knows how to make worldly foods!) washing clothes, etc. But it’s not like Akira didn’t in joy it, in fact she loved it when her grandma and her spent time together learning things and stuff. Weirdly, she never went to kindergarten, her grandma said “Who needs them! You have all the learning right her with Obaa-chan!” So you were basically home schooled. But whenever she went grocery shopping (Yep, she had to do that too) she spot kids, at her age, in the park with their parents. That would always sting her heart since she didn’t have parents, she have always knew the truth about how her parents left her, but she knew somewhere in her heart that they were alive. The only thing she had from her parents was an amulet that was dark navy blue and silver in a shape of the moon and sun. But, even with her parents gone, with her grandma and her, she’s happy she’s not alone. But all that happiness was burned to ashes from her when her house burned down. They were escaping when a broken beam fell on top of Akira’s grandmother. Tears were leaking down her face. Akira tried to help her but her grandma kept pushing her away from her. “Don’t worry about me, Akira-chan. Go now before the house collapsed.” She said weakly. “But-” Akira cried in protest. Her grandmother softly put a hand on her face and said, “It was almost my time anyway. My finale wish is for you to live a happy life my dear. Now go!” She pushed Akira out of the door. “OBAA-CHAN!!” Akira screamed, tears flowing down her face. The building burned down and the police have no idea how the fire started. (Stupid police can’t even find the source!) From that day on you were independent and made a vow that you would never, ever, let anybody lose their family like she did.
How she became a Vocaloid: She was just practicing something inside a music store and suddenly a guy walked up to her and asked if she wanted to become a Vocaloid. Her first reaction was like “Wuh?” but after a little explaining and stuff, she got in and that’s about it.
If wasn’t a Vocaloid: She works as many jobs, music store, fast food store, etc. But this also includes deliveries and mail. So, it’s your choice if she can deliver mail or packages to the Vocaloids.
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