Post by yuri on Sept 10, 2015 22:43:17 GMT -8
WORLD WIDE REGISTRY
THE BASICS
FULL NAME:
Keiko Nakahara
Keiko Nakahara
DATE OF BIRTH | AGE:
March 3rd | 26
March 3rd | 26
PLACE OF BIRTH | CURRENT CITIZENSHIP:
Naples, Italy | Japan
Naples, Italy | Japan
FACE CLAIM:
Anri Sonohara DURARARA!!
Anri Sonohara DURARARA!!
UNIT NAME/POSITION:
Shattered/Sacrifice
Shattered/Sacrifice
UNIT PARTNER:
Leia Marciano
Leia Marciano
NAME LOCATION:
Along the outside of her upper left arm.
Along the outside of her upper left arm.
GENDER:
Female
Female
MARITAL STATUS:
Complicated
Complicated
OCCUPATION:
Private Detective, Bloodhound
Private Detective, Bloodhound
ALIAS:
Played by yuri
Played by yuri
PERSONALITY
[attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Out of her siblings, Keiko is more notably the quiet one. Not that she is less vocal by any means. Keiko is more of a person to observe and get the whole story before acting. It tends to make her action more slower than others but they are far more accurate. A calm collected head on her shoulder is what makes her an effective detective.Unlike her brother, it takes a lot to make her angry but once she does get mad, its like setting off a firecracker in the house, it's always the quiet ones that get you in the end. She is also a good listener since she like all the story, much like her twin sister.
Due to her illness, Keiko can be seen as standoffish. She doesn’t like people touching her, since she can easily get sick and can be seen as a major germaphobic as she can often be seen walking around wearing a mask. Only people she trust and knows well she is already with touching as they know about her illnesses, but her sibling will say otherwise.
Nickname: Kei, Keikei, KyKy [Brother only]
Orientation: ”Don’t ask me that
Dreams/Life Goals: “To keep us safe, that’s all you need to know”
Language: Italian, English,Twin Secret Language, Japanese, German
Hobbies: Gardening, playing piano, reading
Likes: the smell of sweet peas, tea, semi-sweet things
Loves: Her Brother [not in the sibling sense either], Annoying Leia, sitting in the sun [like a cat], being in the Dojo with Kamijo
Dislikes: Rainy days, being cold, having to be in the hospital, Leia or Kamijo being late
Loathes: Sitting in meetings, Her plants dying, not having enough time in the day
Fears: Losing Kamijo like they did their father, Failing Leia in spell battles, total darkness
Strengths: Determination, strong wit, and a never giving up will
Weaknesses: Always getting sick, weak heart
Good qualities: Loyal, a person you can trust to see something to the very end.
Bad habits: Picking at her nails when she is worried.
Turn ons: ” I don’t want to talk about these”
Turn offs: ”You have no right to ask!”
Other: Sibling Complex
Other: Leia and Keiko have taken on the Unit name “Forsaken” in relation to their Bloodhound work. Leia has the name tattooed beneath her left breast, and isn’t afraid to show it to prove who they really are. This is the name that they are infamous for, and the name that most of the unit world knows them by. After all, Reputation is everything. Keiko doesn’t not have it marked on her however.
Due to her illness, Keiko can be seen as standoffish. She doesn’t like people touching her, since she can easily get sick and can be seen as a major germaphobic as she can often be seen walking around wearing a mask. Only people she trust and knows well she is already with touching as they know about her illnesses, but her sibling will say otherwise.
Nickname: Kei, Keikei, KyKy [Brother only]
Orientation: ”Don’t ask me that
Dreams/Life Goals: “To keep us safe, that’s all you need to know”
Language: Italian, English,Twin Secret Language, Japanese, German
Hobbies: Gardening, playing piano, reading
Likes: the smell of sweet peas, tea, semi-sweet things
Loves: Her Brother [not in the sibling sense either], Annoying Leia, sitting in the sun [like a cat], being in the Dojo with Kamijo
Dislikes: Rainy days, being cold, having to be in the hospital, Leia or Kamijo being late
Loathes: Sitting in meetings, Her plants dying, not having enough time in the day
Fears: Losing Kamijo like they did their father, Failing Leia in spell battles, total darkness
Strengths: Determination, strong wit, and a never giving up will
Weaknesses: Always getting sick, weak heart
Good qualities: Loyal, a person you can trust to see something to the very end.
Bad habits: Picking at her nails when she is worried.
Turn ons: ” I don’t want to talk about these”
Turn offs: ”You have no right to ask!”
Other: Sibling Complex
Other: Leia and Keiko have taken on the Unit name “Forsaken” in relation to their Bloodhound work. Leia has the name tattooed beneath her left breast, and isn’t afraid to show it to prove who they really are. This is the name that they are infamous for, and the name that most of the unit world knows them by. After all, Reputation is everything. Keiko doesn’t not have it marked on her however.
HISTORY
[attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"] “Regardless of what my twin might say, I do not remember much of my early childhood, other than my strong dislike for dark areas. I remember chasing after my father in the park, I remember my mother brushing my hair when that was all the strength she had in her to do, and I can tell you stories about my big brother. But that’s just it, they are stories.
And I don’t feel like sharing that with you.
I can tell you my childhood was as good as any child growing up with an ill parent and an illness myself. I visited the hospital about as much as my mother. I guess you could call it our mother/daughter time. Most of the time I tried not to let that hold me back and though I could never be as competitive in sports as Kamijo, it didn’t keep me out of the Dojo. Meditation and discipline has gone a long way in helping me. So, regardless of that, I can say my childhood was happy. But like most things it had dark times too.
When I was about nine, my family was approached about a private school, that could cater to my “special needs” as well as being a renowned academic institution But all in all, it was just a cover, this was how I was exposed to the Unit world. I’ve had my name for as long as I can remember. When I asked about it, I don’t think I was ever given a real answer by my parents. But it was in this place where I learned about sacrifices and fighters. The function of units.
I guess you can say I was excited and nervous at the idea of there being a “special someone” just for me.
No, I am not a romantic and that is not what I meant.
It was also about this time that I made friends with a particular individual, who goes by some many different names these days.
Malik?
Kyros!
That’s right! You know him as Kyros these days. I knew him as Malik. Or the name that cannot be said, but that's another story I don’t feel like sharing.
He had some ideas that I can say I still share, and in a way we became friends in the Hell that the Academy was back then, thanks to Ritsu. Anyone in those days who work alongside Kyros sort of became the man’s favorites. Kyros was making his army after all, and I developed an ability that was rather useful.
But life isn’t all rainbows and kittens, or learning about new experiences and dealing with drama at school. Even if it's the drama that could kill you.
The passing of our mother was hard, our father became disconnected from us, driving himself deeply into his work to deal with his grief. I can say perhaps that is a trait of the men in our family, as my brother did the same. He became more focused on getting himself through the police academy. I cannot say to you that I was left alone, that I spite the men in my life for this. No, we had others with us. Our grandmother stayed for a time. She was my shoulder to cry on, and there also were our close cousins. Would I have rathered it was one of them? Probably, but I was there when Kamijo needed someone.
I can’t tell you Kyros is a great shoulder to cry on. He’s not, so don’t even bother. It wasn’t like we were THAT close to each other at the time.
I graduated from the Academy, and to no one’s surprise I wanted to go to collage for a law degree. I think my Father thought I wanted to be a lawyer, which I can’t say didn’t cross my mind, but I must say that being a detective is much more fun. Though it was about this time in my life where I was like any other average teenager, if you can call being a sacrifice something average. I had thought I was a bit on in indestructable side. I had helped Kyros find his other half, but without my own....
And Please don’t tell my sister this.
I was rather impatient and had considered claiming a BLANK I had worked with at the Academy. But something went wrong during a battle I had taken this individual into and I had, what would become the first of many in my life, a heart attack.
I am not proud of the fact, and though I wish I could say it was a fluke, I don’t want to chance the experience again.I can say I have been hospitalized for other heart problems in the past. The terrifying experience also brought about some other changes. Like my father and brother being not so absorbed in their work.
And then finding out you’re adopted.
You can say my Twin has poor timing.
Or that Kyros, Malik? whatever, is an ass.
No one had ever said anything prior to me, and after my mother’s passing I guess that “discussion” was forgotten about. It was unsteady, shocking, and I cannot say that I wasn’t angry nor that I didn’t feel betrayed. That is a lot to take in after a heart attack. And Leia did not make the adjustment easy as she wanted to become a main focus in my life; as if we hadn’t been separated for thirteen years. It didn’t help she was also my fighter.
She and Kamijo were like cat and dogs... in heat.
But I could order Leia, I couldn’t do that to Kamijo.
Life became adjustable some time after. I went to school, I worked with Leia to become effective hounds... Part of Ritsu army...
Or part of Kyros’. It was a big gray area at the time, it's really all about how you look at it. My job was relatively minor during his overthrow so…...
Life was good. And I wished it had stayed that way.
But life isn’t kittens and rainbows with a sour bomb now and then.
I remember the day our father died.
I remember that day much better than the day our mother passed. And I wish I could say it was a blurr. But it wasn’t and it was hard. Probably harder for Leia. Kamijo and I weren’t, and still aren’t, the greatest in this area.
And I had become an orphan twice in a lifetime.
But Leia was there to hold me up and she did the best she could for Kamijo. His own self destructiveness nearly made me lose him as well. I think that year I spent more time in the hospital visiting someone rather than being a patient myself. I don’t think I have ever screamed at someone like that in all my life. Though now in a way, I can order him around too. The accident led to the discovery that Kamijo was also part of the unit world, though neither one of us had ever felt that from him.
Leia believes his name appeared during the accident.
These passing years have been filled with teaching Kamijo, running around toppling mad power crazy individuals, working for the police department, working as a Hound, and all the while trying to figure out what it means to be a family.
I haven't gotten over the adoptive thing yet. It has complicated things.
Hair: Dark Brown
Ears and Tail: “They were black”
Eyes: Brown/Reddish
Height: 5’7
Build: Slender, but toned
Race/Ethnicity: Italian
Blood Type: A+
Weight/Body Structure/Physical Faults: Is nearsighted, wears glasses/contacts. I am also Diabetic [type 1], suffer from Atrial Flutters, and a weak immune system. I have a tattoo of a Lotus Flowers on my back.
Parents/Elders/Guardians: Kento , Leia
And I don’t feel like sharing that with you.
I can tell you my childhood was as good as any child growing up with an ill parent and an illness myself. I visited the hospital about as much as my mother. I guess you could call it our mother/daughter time. Most of the time I tried not to let that hold me back and though I could never be as competitive in sports as Kamijo, it didn’t keep me out of the Dojo. Meditation and discipline has gone a long way in helping me. So, regardless of that, I can say my childhood was happy. But like most things it had dark times too.
When I was about nine, my family was approached about a private school, that could cater to my “special needs” as well as being a renowned academic institution But all in all, it was just a cover, this was how I was exposed to the Unit world. I’ve had my name for as long as I can remember. When I asked about it, I don’t think I was ever given a real answer by my parents. But it was in this place where I learned about sacrifices and fighters. The function of units.
I guess you can say I was excited and nervous at the idea of there being a “special someone” just for me.
No, I am not a romantic and that is not what I meant.
It was also about this time that I made friends with a particular individual, who goes by some many different names these days.
Malik?
Kyros!
That’s right! You know him as Kyros these days. I knew him as Malik. Or the name that cannot be said, but that's another story I don’t feel like sharing.
He had some ideas that I can say I still share, and in a way we became friends in the Hell that the Academy was back then, thanks to Ritsu. Anyone in those days who work alongside Kyros sort of became the man’s favorites. Kyros was making his army after all, and I developed an ability that was rather useful.
But life isn’t all rainbows and kittens, or learning about new experiences and dealing with drama at school. Even if it's the drama that could kill you.
The passing of our mother was hard, our father became disconnected from us, driving himself deeply into his work to deal with his grief. I can say perhaps that is a trait of the men in our family, as my brother did the same. He became more focused on getting himself through the police academy. I cannot say to you that I was left alone, that I spite the men in my life for this. No, we had others with us. Our grandmother stayed for a time. She was my shoulder to cry on, and there also were our close cousins. Would I have rathered it was one of them? Probably, but I was there when Kamijo needed someone.
I can’t tell you Kyros is a great shoulder to cry on. He’s not, so don’t even bother. It wasn’t like we were THAT close to each other at the time.
I graduated from the Academy, and to no one’s surprise I wanted to go to collage for a law degree. I think my Father thought I wanted to be a lawyer, which I can’t say didn’t cross my mind, but I must say that being a detective is much more fun. Though it was about this time in my life where I was like any other average teenager, if you can call being a sacrifice something average. I had thought I was a bit on in indestructable side. I had helped Kyros find his other half, but without my own....
And Please don’t tell my sister this.
I was rather impatient and had considered claiming a BLANK I had worked with at the Academy. But something went wrong during a battle I had taken this individual into and I had, what would become the first of many in my life, a heart attack.
I am not proud of the fact, and though I wish I could say it was a fluke, I don’t want to chance the experience again.I can say I have been hospitalized for other heart problems in the past. The terrifying experience also brought about some other changes. Like my father and brother being not so absorbed in their work.
And then finding out you’re adopted.
You can say my Twin has poor timing.
Or that Kyros, Malik? whatever, is an ass.
No one had ever said anything prior to me, and after my mother’s passing I guess that “discussion” was forgotten about. It was unsteady, shocking, and I cannot say that I wasn’t angry nor that I didn’t feel betrayed. That is a lot to take in after a heart attack. And Leia did not make the adjustment easy as she wanted to become a main focus in my life; as if we hadn’t been separated for thirteen years. It didn’t help she was also my fighter.
She and Kamijo were like cat and dogs... in heat.
But I could order Leia, I couldn’t do that to Kamijo.
Life became adjustable some time after. I went to school, I worked with Leia to become effective hounds... Part of Ritsu army...
Or part of Kyros’. It was a big gray area at the time, it's really all about how you look at it. My job was relatively minor during his overthrow so…...
Life was good. And I wished it had stayed that way.
But life isn’t kittens and rainbows with a sour bomb now and then.
I remember the day our father died.
I remember that day much better than the day our mother passed. And I wish I could say it was a blurr. But it wasn’t and it was hard. Probably harder for Leia. Kamijo and I weren’t, and still aren’t, the greatest in this area.
And I had become an orphan twice in a lifetime.
But Leia was there to hold me up and she did the best she could for Kamijo. His own self destructiveness nearly made me lose him as well. I think that year I spent more time in the hospital visiting someone rather than being a patient myself. I don’t think I have ever screamed at someone like that in all my life. Though now in a way, I can order him around too. The accident led to the discovery that Kamijo was also part of the unit world, though neither one of us had ever felt that from him.
Leia believes his name appeared during the accident.
These passing years have been filled with teaching Kamijo, running around toppling mad power crazy individuals, working for the police department, working as a Hound, and all the while trying to figure out what it means to be a family.
I haven't gotten over the adoptive thing yet. It has complicated things.
Hair: Dark Brown
Ears and Tail: “They were black”
Eyes: Brown/Reddish
Height: 5’7
Build: Slender, but toned
Race/Ethnicity: Italian
Blood Type: A+
Weight/Body Structure/Physical Faults: Is nearsighted, wears glasses/contacts. I am also Diabetic [type 1], suffer from Atrial Flutters, and a weak immune system. I have a tattoo of a Lotus Flowers on my back.
Parents/Elders/Guardians: Kento , Leia
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