Mei Akumu Kage-WC-

[Mei Akumu Kage]

Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage::

''Mei Akumu Kage!!

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“Got to fight another fight - I gotta run another night
Get it out - check it out
I'm on my way and I don't feel right
I gotta get me back - I can't be beat and that's a fact
It's OK - I'll find a way
You ain't gonna take me down no way
Don't judge a thing until you know what's inside it
Dont' push me - I'll fight it
Never gonna give in - never gonna give it up no
You can't take me I'm free”

“Well you think that you can take me on
You must be crazy
There ain't a single thing you've done
That's gonna phase me
Oh, but if you want to have a go
I just want to let you know
Get off my back and into my game
Get out of my way and out of my brain
Get outta my face or give it you best shot
I think it's time you better face the fact
Get off my back”

“I can't stand the distance - I can't dream alone
I can't wait to see you - Yes I'm on my way home

Now I know it's true
My every road leads to you
And in the hour of darkness darlin'
Your light gets me through”

Hold the press!!
Don't go wasting all your applause just yet, save some for Cass. They have been treading the floorboards for exactly 17 years and they have been totally female!! She has been in the spotlight roughly 10 years, and they're loving it!!

And now for the good stuff!!
We have a new kid on the block, going by the name of Mei Akumu Kage, but only their mother calls them that; you can call them Mei! Rumour has it this dudette is a totally hoopy frood; so Mum's, lock up your sons!! They've been cruising the streets of New York for 21 years now, after coming into this god forsaken world on June 21st.

Here's the vitals!!
Race:: Werecat- Tiger
Special Abilities:: Telekinesis- learned at 13, Danger Sense- learned at 15, both strong.
Family:: Doesn’t know yet.
Position in the Family:: As above


The physical!!
The hair:: Redish Brown/ Orangey Brown
The eyes::Green. Very moss green
The body:: She is short, stocky, and slightly muscled
The style:: She kinda dresses cutsy/gothic
The looks:: She looks like a J-Pop singer…

Though she looks cute and innocent, she can kick anyone’s ass. Her green eyes make others nervous because of their shade and their uniformness. Her face is marred by two sets of scars, one falling over the left side of her face and part of her nose, the other from about the middle of her right cheek down to a little past her neck. She tends to dress in the popular teenaged Asian style with bright colors and short plaid uniform ish skirts, loose jeans, loose pants in general, or in the darker American style. She has one piece of jewelry that she wears and that is a fragment of a crystal around her neck. Her Asian heritage makes her skin tone olive, and it seems to glow when she is happy. She never wears heels, preferring to wear running shoes for their usefulness and comfort.

In her tigress form she is four and a half feet at the shoulder, her head is rather blocky, and her tail is longer than most ending with the tip looking like that of a leopards tail. Her paws are large and hold sharp claws while her pads are calloused and used to being used as a blunt weapon. Her eyes get to a more catlike green with hints of yellow hiding within and her scars show up darker.

The mental!!
The likes:: The moon, the water, the snow, the rain, music, art, and being able to keep control of her actions.
The dislikes:: Stupid people, others trying to control her, snobbish people, and those who cant keep themselves in as much control as she keeps herself.
The hopes:: One day to find a mate, to have someone believe in her ability to be kind, to have all the races united to help each other protect each other, not use each other, and to find an old friend again.
The fears:: Loosing sights of her dreams, becoming what she hates, lightning, rough winds, and loosing her composure.
The talents:: She has several black belts in a few different martial arts, attention to detail, lots of patience, and great balance; better than most. One of the things she learned, and is her main talent along with the martial arts, is the ability to shift while fighting in the blink of an eye.
The bad habits:: Her anger can get the better of her, even when she tries to control it, she is very quiet and sneaks up on others without meaning to, humming absentmindedly, snapping at others when it isn’t their fault, but hers.
The attitude::

Though she is one tough cookie, she is a total sweetheart once you get to know her. She is quiet almost all the time and seemingly keeps to herself when she is really taking in everything around her. When she opens up to someone as a friend, they have her undivided loyalty, unless they do something to seriously mess up their own lives. She doesn’t have a very large ego and will always help those who have less than her in life, believing that no one deserves to live in poverty just because others say it so.

The rest!!
The parents:: Both deceased, Chuushin Kage- Mother Reikon Kage- Father
The siblings:: None that she knows of, though she has suspicions.
The others:: She was brought up by her grandfather and taught martial arts by him, Kyousou.
The social class:: Middle to lower
The history::

Born and raised in Japan she lived with her parents till the age of five, they started her training in martial arts. When they were killed by the Triad she went to live with her grandfather, and from five to ten she trained in the self defense with him in Japan. When she reached the age of ten though, there was a threat put towards her and her grandpa took her across seas to American soil, away from the Triad. On their own small estate she was trained only in hand to hand, her grandfather not wanting her to learn how to use a weapon, believing that the best weapon you can use is yourself.

Five years later, when she turned fifteen, her grandfather and herself had been attacked by a loose member of the Triad, he had been given their description and spotted them going to the market one night. When he attacked she saw her grandpa transform into a great cat, a tiger to be precise, and it was then that she learned who she was. From that night on her grandfather trained her to use both her feline ways and her human ways to fight. One of the things he taught her was to be able to shift while fighting, and she was good at it. When she turned seventeen she met a police officer who, like her, was a shifter, though that of another kind. He learned that she was a werecat and figured that she should at least know how the hell to shoot a gun, even though she was good at the martial arts.

He taught her, and she learned quickly, soon being able to hit her mark every time. He became satisfied with her skills and gave her her own gun, though she chooses to do hand to hand more often than naught. When her grandfather passed away because of unknown means she decided to go someplace new, that was England, where it felt as if her bones were pulling her to go.

From there se has spent three years across seas from her home in New York, and is thinking about making a home somewhere near a specific forest, one that she cant seem to stay away from, but is afraid to enter. She has very little friends, and hopes to someday see the werewolf who taught her how to use a gun once more, and show him how she has come from the kit she one was.

The RP sample::

Lights flashed through the windshield of the small black car as it drove through the rain. Lightning flashed in the distance, crackling across the sky in a wonderful and deadly ark. A smile flashed over the red haired drivers lips and she glanced out of her side windows at how empty the Interstate was. Shaking her head at the humans she turned her gaze to the on coming sign that would tell her how far she needed to go. Her smile widened as she saw her exit was after this next one, and she sped up a little. As she passed the sign for the exit, and then the exit her excitement grew even more. She had never before been to an all Other World city. Her eyes landed on the sign telling that her exit was coming up, and suddenly the sign for the exit itself appeared and she was turning off onto exit 666.

Through the pounding rain streetlights glowed with an eerie green light and all the shops were open, though it was near to midnight. Her eyes scanned all the shops fronts looking for the all glass one that would be the Club she was told to go to. As her gaze searched it passed over a glowing and floating figure of a ghost, though it was even more twisted than the City she had drove into. Where its eyes were supposed to be there were black gaping holes, there was no visible nose, and its mouth was open as if it were screaming, yet it was twisted and distorted. It didn't really have hands, it had tendrils of specter and where its legs should have been there was nothing but swirling masses of tendrils. With a shudder she looked away from the creature and her eyes landed on a full glass front, and within were lights that flashed and changed. She smiled but it didn't fully shake the feeling that the ghost had given her.

Finding a parking lot she parked and got out of her little car, the snapping of an umbrella could barley be heard through the gale that was coming down. The trunk of the car popped open and she drew out her guitar case, slid her flute into her hip holster for it, and snapped her bones to her side. Checking that her harp and guitar were OK she slung them over her shoulder, slammed the trunk shut, and made her way to the club.

Once she had paid for her entrance she found one of the workers there. She made a beeline for them and caught the boy’s elbow. “I was told that when I got here to ask for Malcome or Dyana.” He gave her a fearful look and stuttered at her for a few seconds before he pointed to the bar. Working behind it was a tall slim man with silvery hair and gold eyes; he was dressed nicely and seemed to be the owner. Leaning back on the bar was a tall woman that looked like his twin, even down to the outfit. Giving the boy a nod she made her way to the bar to talk to them as she was told to do when the ghastly creatures finally ran down her town.

She reached the bar and the man tending looked at her and said in a rather rude tone, “Sorry girly. We don’t do live performances here. So we aren’t looking to hire.” Rolling her eyes she looked him straight in the eye and told him sharply, “I’m here about the current problem concerning the dark and the creatures that have started taking it over, boyo” she cocked her head to the side and gave a cold smile. “I was told to come here after my town was destroyed by those creatures. I figured that your service here would be better. Though of course you,” she sniffed in his direction a few times, “weres have always been a little rude to those they don’t k now.” The female snapped her head around with a glare and snapped at her, “Well. Pardon us for having presumptions about someone when they seem to be carrying around an instrument or two. You fae always think yourselves better than everyone else.” Her brother rolled his eyes and gave a sharp cough which simmered the girl down. “We apologize for our mistake. I am sorry to hear that your town was destroyed… I take it you have experience with the… Things?”

“Yes… I do. I am the last survivor of my town… I don’t know what all you know… And you seem to be the leaders of the defense force for this City… Are there any more who have been with you from the start? If at all possible I would like to have a meeting thing with them and you… That way we can figure out what all we know… That I know of I am so far the only one who has survived their city being destroyed… I got most of the friggers too…” she smiled grimly. “But of course if you would rather not… I can just start killing them…” His sister grimaced and walked away. He looked at her and shook his head. “Sorry about Dyana… She gets a little upset at times. I’m Malcome. Yes… We are the main leaders there are a few others… And I think that would be a wonderful idea… If your willing to wait a bit for everyone to muster… It’s a big city and several of the other leaders are out and leading task forces against the buggers. It’ll take a couple of hours at the most… But… Depending… You could always do a live performance if you would like… I don’t actually care… I just get tired of folk askin.” She nodded and told him, “I’m Kira, the Souldancer.” His eyes grew slightly wide at that. Shaking his head he snapped his fingers and a stage started to unfold from one of the walls. He gave one of those coughs and a few of the workers heads turned and nodded to him, then they vanished. With a smile Kira started towards the stage to many curious eyes and pulled out her stool from her case. With a grim thought she started to play what came to mind on her guitar, an eerie sound came through and a long wail could be heard outside the building a few miles away. Well… If this isn’t the start of a war I don’t know what is… Lets get this base protected well… ravynblakpawmodern.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=a1&action=display&thread=63&page=1

[Loki Andvari]

Fabby Bio! Like the pictures too
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