Post by Day-Chan on Feb 21, 2009 19:38:49 GMT -5
G e n e r a l I n f o r m a t i o n
N a m e : Abri Valeria Re
N i c k n a m e : The Starving Artist (by Maki only)
G e n d e r : Female
D a t e o f B i r t h : Novermber 23
P l a c e o f B i r t h : Florence, Italy
E t h n i c i t y : Italian American
S e x u a l P r e f e r e n c e : Straight
R e l a t i v e s : Mother and Father are still living in Florence. She has a little brother as well.
A f f i l i a t i o n : Good, Knight, Sapphire
G r a d e : 10th Grade
A g e : Around 14 or 15
A p p e a r a n c e
P e r s o n a l i t y : Introverted would sum it up quite well. She's never been the one to go out and make friends, preferring to immerse herself in more studies than she originally thought she could handle. She prefers to wear dark clothes, often slightly too large for her. She says it's comfortable, but she also doesn't like showing off the body that God supposidly graced her with. Abri's also very conservative, choosing to shun make-up of all types in preferance to a much more natural look.
When she's forced to be around people, she's shy, nervous and never seems to be able to do the right thing.
When she's with her parents, her personality does a complete 180. She's the rebel. She's the one who will do something outrageous just to make her parents mad. She's the one who ignores her little brother because she can't stand the kid. The reason she dresses in black is because her mother wanted her to be a ballerina at the age of around 11.
E y e C o l o r : Blue, purple contacts.
H a i r C o l o r : Blonde, but she constantly dyes it black. It's cut short too, though it's longer by the front of her head.
H e i g h t : Average height. About 5 foot 4 inches.
W e i g h t : 120 lbs. + or - 5 lbs.
B u i l d : She's slim. But chooses not to show off her skinny shomach by wearing oversized clothes.
M i s c e l l a n e o u s I n f o r m a t i o n
H i s t o r y : Abri was born and raised for the majority of her life in beautiful Florence Italy. She had always been the shy one. People would try to become friends with her, but for some reason, she seemed to push them away. It wasn't really that she didn't want friends, she just didn't instinctivly know how to keep friends once they'd been made. She's been this way for the majority of her life.
She grew into a black phase of her life, choosing to discard all objects that remotely represented a bouncy and fun little girl. One day, she dyed her hair black, earning a round of screaming from her mother who was flat against it. The purple colored contacts soon followed as well as a banishment from the house by her mother. It only lasted a day, but it seemed to give Abri the impression that she and her mother saw the world differently. And that was just fine with her.
Around the age of 10 or 11, she began to distance herself from her family too, burying herself in both her schoolwork and outside studies. One of the subjects she choose was the Japanese language. At the time, she didn't imagine that the language would amount to anything. All she ever figured she'd need was Italian and American. But as she dove into it's specifics and details, she choose to put her cello lessons and cooking classes to the side and focus on the intricate language. She also learned to have some fun with it, giving herself a Japanese name which only she knew and learning to cuss in Japanese just to tick off her parents more. When she was ready to enter high school, Abri and her mother weren't on speaking terms. Abri had decided to start going to school out of the country and her mother said nothing of it. Her father was fine with it, however, if it would allow her mother a more restful life. (Her father had somehow stayed out of the growing tension between Abri and her mother...)
Arriving in Japan, it came time for Abri to test her grip on the language she'd spent years learning. Suprisingly, she spoke it well in conversation, stumbling few times. Her regular studies were good as well and she fell easily into the role of a Japanese student. Now, however, she was bored. She needed something to study since she was still pushing friends away. It got bad enough that she eventually picked a random book up from the library. It was a book of poetry, mainly, a book filled with works my Edgar Allen Poe. The poems inspired Abri, who had never had a creative bone in her body. She began trying to write, though failed miserably most of the time.
In her little apartment one night, she prayed to whatever controlled her destiny or what ever it was called.
I pray that I could finally write something worthy of others eyes.
The next morning, she found an egg beside her head. It was a rich purple in color with several waves in an interesting forest green color. In the center was the image of a feather pen. It later hatched while Abri was, once again, trying to write. The gril who emerged called herself Maki. She was the would-be self of Abri, to whom Maki gave the nickname The Starving Artist after hearing her stomach growl loudly.
It took only a few days for Abri to get used to having the strange creature following her everywhere, but another few months to realize that not only was Maki helping her in writing, there were times where she was doing the writing though Abri in a Character Change. Maki also described what a Character Transformation was, but said simply that neither was close enough to the other for it to work yet.
Another year and Abri saw her first X-egg. As a Sophomore in high school, she first tried to explain what she saw logically. It flew away before she could do such though. She ran after it only to encounter the Knights healing it and it flying away a pure white egg instead. The leader seemed interested in her, expecially since she had a Chara of her own. She was later invited to the Knights Castle at school, where she was told much of what she already knew from Maki, and other things she was unaware of, such as Easter. Because of her grades, and her grasp of the information she was told, she was placed in the Sapphire Chair.
O t h e r :
~Though not really mentioned above, she is suprisingly tech savvy. (She built her own computer and brought it to Japan with her for heavens sake!)
~Lives alone in a small and cheap apartment. She still likes to be alone, and this apartment provides her than oppotunity.
~Wary of fighting and prefers to be on the back line or even on the sidelines if possible.
~Still looking for close friends.
R o l e p l a y S a m p l e :
"Maki, NO!" She cried as the little chara dropped the vase. The thing was cheap, but that didn't give the chara to reason to go around the apartment breaking things. "Maki, stop. Fine, we'll go out. Whatever you want, just stop breaking things."
"Yes, we shall go outside and you shall accually talk to people!" Maki said sweetly, lowering the lightbulb she was ready to throw at the wall.
"No, I'm not talking to anyone."
The lightbulb hit the wall with a crash and it joined the vase, the phone and a part of a window pane as shattered bits of glass and porcelin on the carpet.
"Maki!" Abri pleaded in desperation. "What if we just went to somebody's house? Someone who could see you and talk to you? I hate talking to people, you know that!"
"You could always character change with me. I could bring out that louder side that you're showing me right now." Maki giggled, doing loop-de-loops in the air as she spoke. Lucky for Abri, she had very little else to throw at walls.
"Okay, I've decided. We'll go to the Castle." That way if nobody was there, Maki could only blame herself and not her master. "Why I agreed to join the Knights, though. Thats beyond me right now. Now I have to fit working on their information into my study time." With a sigh, she closed the door behind her, not looking foreward to cleaning up the dangerous mess when she got back.
