Ko Hamamoto - Resolution

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[atrb=style, font-family: bookmanantique; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 1px dashed #30307E; color: #8C8CB8] Name: Ko Hamamoto Nickname: Aiko is her birth name. Sex: Female. Birthdate: March 03 Age:: 18 Nationality: Japanese native True Name: Resolution True Name Location: The name begins at the back of her neck, roughly linear from her throat, and continues down her spine. Type: Fighter. Affiliaton: Unaffiliated, for now. Height: 4' 9" Weight: 90 lbs. Hair: Ko's hair style is characterized by bangs roughly to above her eyebrows, two longer portion that hit about her chin in front of her ears, and the rest running to roughly her hips. The style varies depending on how annoying she finds hair that day - up on her head, loose, in a ponytail...but the most frequent is certainly the ponytail. It's a very dark brown, and occasionally somehow gets mistaken as black. Eyes: Her eyes are large and brown. Outfit: Ko has...a varied wardrobe. During her late teens, she got into clothing and other girly things. She presently spends most of her time in very girly things - sweet dresses and skirts are major staples, and she's never in anything less than three-inch heels. She has a mild attraction to neon and sequins, but is still too timid to do anything but keep a few of them in her closet. Ears: Yes. Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual Demiromantic (She can experience sexual attraction to anything that moves, but only gets romantically interested in people she's known for quite a while - complicated woman!)

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[atrb=style, font-family: bookmanantique; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 1px dashed #30307E; color: #8C8CB8] Personality: The first thing that needs to be told about this college student is that she utterly despises her birth name. It's a bitter reflection on her conception and the way she was raised. She doesn't ever tell people her birth name, not since she changed it, though there are enough old things around her apartment that people who are lucky enough to visit can figure it out. That...hasn't occurred to her. Yet. Ko is caught between two extremes. She is naturally a strong-willed young lady, with unbreakable opinions, yet years of bullying and neglect have made her desparate to please others. She craves approval, even while she tries to reject needing it. It's a complicated twist of emotions for her, and in the end, it's uncertain who exactly she is wanting the approval of. Maybe she's just seeking to be content with herself for who she is. She's her own biggest critic, having taken over for her old bullies when they found other things to do than torment the girl who never did less than perfect on her work, so she calls herself an idiot in all seriousness even while she considers herself more intelligent than over half of humanity. She is an absurd mix of self-loathing and self-love, and neither is really wholly genuine. She's almost always acting, putting on the emotion she thinks makes her look best to other people, draping herself in pretty clothes and good shoes to pretend to a confidence in herself that she only halfway has. She has a distinct personality buried beneath her makeup, clothes, and ingrained insecurities, but it's hard to draw out the real Ko, most of the time. She doesn't know how to be open with people because she desperately fears rejection. That can sort of make her easy to manipulate, on the one hand, but this fear can wind up being fought by her passionate and almost blind loyalty to people she cares about. It's hard to get close enough for her to let herself care, though. She made decisions in childhood to never let anyone see who she really is so they couldn't abandon her because of it. They'll still leave, she knows, but at least it can't be because of who she is. When Ko does manage to let go of her masks, well, she's different than the sweetly brassy person she typically plays. She's the one making herself insecure, constantly niggling the doubts that she is stupid or wrong or disgusting or somehow lacking, unable to fully grasp the idea that what she heard so much of as a child about herself was wrong. She sometimes stops thinking about these sorts of things, and when these worries aren't impacting her in such a way that she presents herself differently than she is, she's very obviously not just defined by her fashion consciousness or her pseudo-overconfidence in her abilities and herself. Ko is selfless by nature and choice. She would jump in front of a bus for a total stranger, no reason needed, no thought required, no doubts allowed. When she stops thinking and acts, she's a force of nature, all of her pent-up passion and stubbornness pouring into some focused goal. She'll succeed or die trying, because failure is not an option. With or without her act, she holds grudges relentlessly. She's not the type who feels remorseful over her actions, either - what's done is done, and she can't stop moving. At present, she is also the master of unintentional innuendo, and can't seem to refrain from turning innocent comments awkward. It's actually a little endearing, especially since calling her out on it can get her embarrassed enough that she forgets to be measuring her presentation. Ko has some offbeat preferences. She reads philosophy for fun, along with loving chemistry (mostly blowing stuff up and making explosives...), flits between pink and purple for her favorite colors, has an uncurable obsession with shoes and clothes, and drinks coffee with mounds of sugar by the gallon. She's not a fan of trying to learn other languages (physics is hard enough, thanks), seeing people get hurt (the high heels are for giving her the confidence to raise hell when she sees it...), or situations she has no ability to influence. History: Ko was the lucky child of an affair, and her name was chosen accordingly. From the instant she understood the implications of her conception and her name, she despised it - but that came later. She grew up mostly on her own, living in an apartment with her mother and uncle, both of whom worked nigh-constantly for pittances. Till about five, she was baby-sat by the woman in the apartment above, but after that, little Aiko took care of herself. She moved her stool wherever she needed to go, and cleaned up after herself. Microwave food gave her sustenance, with the instructions always told to her in the morning, when her mother left for work. She remembered. School came with it, and Ko discovered that she disliked being poor. Though her family lived in a poor apartment building, the building was in a school district that had the goody of being the district for quite a few wealthy families, and, as it was a good school...guess where the kids went. After a few weeks of trying to fit in just a little bit, Ko gave up and went it alone, because she didn't fit any of the groups. She wasn't one of the rich kids, who had tutors and somehow already had cram school and ridiculous stuff like that, but she wasn't really one of the ultra-poor kids, like the few other children attending from her complex. Those children clung together, and didn't want to be noticed. Ko wanted to be seen by everyone, and admired. Armed with that want, she attacked school. Even as a very little girl, she was up late nights, pushing herself further and further. The effort paid off, as perfect scores kept rolling in. Her efforts became even more determined with these small successes. She started spending her recesses working on even more advanced things, since no one would play with her. ("Too smart!" said some of the rich kids, mainly the ones who never paid attention because the world was already theirs; 'Too much like a gaudy butterfly', the unvoiced opinion of the other complex kids). Her work ethic got her noticed and adored by teachers and administration, but little more than "That's nice, Aiko-chan," at home, and being ignored or verbally attacked by other children. Hell, sometimes verbal attacks came at home, from her mother, those rare occasions she was there to really interact with her daughter. She was a lonely child, and that fueled the studying only more. Perfect scores continued to pile up during the years, and Ko found she spent all her time studying. During school, after school, on the weekends, in the car her mother had finally managed to afford, during vacations...she never stopped. By sixth grade, she had progressed almost two grade levels beyond her present one. Still, only the teachers and administrators took notice. (Of course they did; she boosted their test scores, and the library logs of her outside reading were nothing short of impressive). What they glossed over was that the young girl had no friends. Perhaps they thought her friends did not attend the same school, perhaps they did not care. Either way, Aiko, though generally considered a sweet and kind girl by adults, was utterly rejected by the other children. At least, by this point, the feeling was mutual. She disliked their pointless squirming over sex and crushes - none of it was even funny! - and hated the way they acted about knowledge, like it was something bad. Her first friend came with middle school. He was a science teacher, her homeroom teacher, and they had just moved to an apartment with a distance too far from school for her to walk to. She'd spend the hour she had to wait for her mother to get off work and pick her up in his room, talking about everything with him. Some of the other students started rumors about the friendship, but Aiko easily brushed them off with a laugh and raised eyebrows. "Really? I'm sorry you lack the intelligence to speak on a level equivalent with an adult." In between her conversations with him, and ever-increased hours of study, she perfected the art of applying makeup, recognizing it as a necessity for high school, which, since it was far larger, she hoped she had a chance of finally really shining at. She had stopped growing years ago, by the time she left middle school, but that became okay when she spotted a pair of shiny heels in a consignment store she was selling some of her outgrown clothing at. She snatched them up in exchange for five blouses, and pretty much never took them off again. The instant she was able, she took on a job, to support her growing interest in fashion. Yeah, it took away studying time, but her education level was practically to college already. She coasted for a while, and savored it every time people panicked over a test. She just reviewed old notes from the thick stack of notebooks by her bed the night before. Of course, she eventually went back to her obsessive studying ways - when she wasn't working and wasn't in school, she didn't exactly have much to do, after all. Friends just didn't come. Even though some things were going well for her, others weren't. It happened so slowly she almost didn't notice. One day, her uncle was her normal, awkward, mostly-absentee uncle, and a few weeks later, he was always watching her, and always then. Ko didn't like the looks at all, especially since they centered on her ears. She didn't trust those looks, more importantly. When her mother loudly commented on them one night, having gotten sloshed on some sake bought in celebration of a promotion, asking "Isn't it about time you lose those things, darling?", Ko seriously lost her temper for what was perhaps the first time. Perhaps it was that anger, or the thrill of fear she felt when her uncle voiced agreement, but she left the apartment and her trashed relatives and spent the night wandering the empty streets around her old elementary school. She returned the next morning, unchanged, but back to her usual smilingly sweet self. Her mother barely even remembered her daughter stalking out. There had been a change, however imperceptible it was to her mother. At some point during the night, the word Resolution had appeared on Ko's back. She got a full ride and well-timed inheritance from her maternal grandmother (who had always refused to assist her children) and escaped to college and her own apartment, taking on a job as a retail clerk while she studies her passion of chemistry, and has the bare minimum of contact with her mother. Oh, and some of that inheritance got spent to change her much-despised first name. RP Sample: See Hoshi Kamisaka's application, please.

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[/li][li]Faceclaim: [code][b]INU-YASHA[/b] - [i]Sango[/i] - AIKO "KO" HAMAMOTO[/code]
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[Neroshii]

--:ACCEPTED

Oh wow. Studying and good grades aside, it really sucked to be Ko. Let's hope that her meeting with her Sacrifice will make things all better. For now. Fufufufu. c: