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Makoto at St. Catherine's

Created on 2006-07-24 18:58:15 (#10746431), last updated 2006-07-27

15 comments received, 11 comments posted

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Name:makoto_stcat
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This is the roleplaying journal of Kino Makoto at the [info]stcatherinesrpg, and [info]stcatherinesooc. The journal itself is under construction.

Kino Makoto and the Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon are (c) Naoko Takeuchi.
The player can be reached at the [info]kira_k journal.



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Player's Name: Kira
AIM/MSN/Yahoo!: kerteszkira/kira_kertesz@yahoo.com.au/
Email: kira_kertesz@yahoo.com.au
LiveJournal: [info]kira_k

Character's Name: Makoto Kino
Series: Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon
Age: 15
Grade Level [or Subject if applying for a professor]: Sophomore
Character Type [Mage, Slayer, Seer, Witch]: Slayer
Backstory: She had a happy childhood until her parents took off with a plane. She could see one of the other passengers was not normal and she tried to keep them on the ground but they didn't listen. A few hours later the plane crashed - Makoto was sure it was because of that horned passenger. This was the first time she saw a demon.

She was rotated between the relatives after this. However, she couldn't control her own strength and she got involved in a lot of fights. Because of this, one of her uncles decided that she should attend a place where she would be taught discipline. She was sent into the St. Catherine's.

Sample LJ Post: She shouldered her bag and stared at the imposing building before her. This would be her new "home" for the next few years according to her relatives' plans. She couldn't decide how should she feel about this. On one hand, this new school could be fun as she had heard a few rumours from the surrounding towns about special girls; but on the other hand this wasn't her decision.

However, it didn't matter anymore. She was here and she could just simply move forward before the rain started. She forced a smile at her face and started to walk in a determined way. She would be happy, at all costs.

***

Makoto lightly bounced on her feet and watched her 'opponent' intently. Her green eyes flickered and she sneaked a bit closer. The sandbag was still moving her previous punches but its swinging lessened considerably. She kicked out, spinning on her right heel. The edge of her left crashed into the sandbag. The tightly woven hessian gave in and tore at the stitching. The sand started to pool out in a thin stream.

Makoto jumped back, startled. Her brown hair, which was kept in a ponytail, flew around from the momentum before settling back against her neck. She didn't want to destroy yet another sandbag, she just couldn't seem to help her strength. "Damn," she cursed and pressed her hands onto the tear. Despite her efforts the sand didn't stop and she cursed again.

She wiped her sweaty forehead and stepped back, letting the gravity do its job. Picking up her towel she went to look for a teacher to report the damage. The floor was cold under her bare feet but she ignored it just as easily as she ignored the slight ache in her muscles. Maybe now, she thought, they would buy something more durable to match her strength. If she was supposed to fight against demons why should she hold back...?

Preferred Roommate [if any]: Nobody.

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