MissCapnCrunch

The Lovis Superbia (Luxury Space Travel for the 1%)

TO BE HONEST SAME. @Kingfisher
I was like fuck, im fat- when things in an rp all sound delicious.

High School of the Deader

@GingerBoi123

Poor Chase.

High School of the Deader

Name→
Chieko Yoshida. Friends call her Chi.

Age→
18

Preferred Weapon→
Beretta M9

Personality→
Cunning beyond her years, Chi can almost come off as manipulative because of how well she talks to others. She always made a good saleswoman, and doesn't like to take no for an answer, ever. Cheerful and content for the most part, but when she sinks into a depression she really sinks. She isn't one to take it out on others but instead climb into her shell and wait out the storm inside her own brain. Loyal and passionate she makes a good companion.

Strengths→
Speaking: Chieko is the master of wooing over almost anyone she crosses paths with. Though her looks do help her, her tongue is her sword. People tend to fall in love with her a bit TOO easily, so she often uses that to her advantage.

Speed: Being as small as she is, Chi is quick on her feet and can sneak out of almost any grasp. Though she is not as athletic as she could be, once she get's running she can go for a very long time without stopping. If she were to be properly trained with a light weight weapon, one would expect her to do fairly well with it.

Weaknesses→
Intimidation: Chi is a small girl, and when not looked at or heard- easily mistaken for a young child.
This makes her often not a threat and is overlooked by most everyone when it comes down to fighting or making a powerful impact.

High School of the Deader

@GingerBoi123

Nodding she listened to what the boy had to say. He seemed a bit nervous but wasn't by any means uncomfortable with her presence. "Chase." she repeated back to him. She would remember that from now on. She nodded, "Yeah I guess I will see you around then." she kind of shrugged her shoulders. Maybe he didn't really want to talk to her after all. Turning away she started back towards her class, "It was nice finally getting to talk to you by the way, you're more cute when you speak." she gave a small laugh and left before he could say anything back towards the subject.

High School of the Deader

I'm up for any pre-existing relationships/friendships etc as well.

Delbrook Academy: Senior Year

@Dirty Pretty Lies

@A Tattooed Girl & I had talked about that Molly was James dealer.
Maybe JC and Molly are friends? Rivals? Maybe he provides for her?

High School of the Deader

@GingerBoi123

Stumbling back a bit from the sudden hit of another student. Chi looked up at the very tall boy and returned the apologetic look. "Sorry. I wasn't paying any attention either." she gave a small smile, and shook her head. "Don't worry about it." she looked to the ground and noticed she had dropped her pencil and quickly picked it up off the ground. She gave him a small puckered smile, "Well sorry for bothering you, I hope I didn't ruin your entire day." she teased, giggling. She thought about walking away, before looking back at the boy, "I'm Chieko by the way, but my friends call me Chi. I've seen you in my classes, but never got a chance to talk to you I don't think." she admitted.

We're Just Trying To Make It.

@HushedWhispers

I'll wait until later tonight and post if no one beats me to it girlie!

Delbrook Academy: Senior Year

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You'd think after you've slept over eight years on a couch that your body would get used to sleeping on a couch, but it never really does. Molly woke up slowly, her body feeling like it had been hit by a truck or several. She reached over to the coffee table and took a sip of the beer she had open last night but hadn't finished. God it was awful.

"Molly."

The soft voice of Molly's grandmother called from the top of the steps. She did this every single day. She didn't even bother coming down here anymore knowing that her basement had been transformed from a lovely second living room to the den of a teenager. It reeked of dirty laundry, weed, and incense trying to mask the smell. "Yeah grandma, I'm up." Molly called from her position on the couch. The knitted maroon quilt was haphazardly wrapped around her petite body. She grabbed the corner and flung it off. Her bare legs exposed as she sat up and made her way upstairs to the kitchen.

"Good Morning Mol" her grandmother said, and Molly gave her a grin. She had no qualms with the old woman this morning, she gave them a roof over their head and even though she annoyed the shit out of her sometime- she cared a lot. Sitting down at the kitchen table she pulled her legs up underneath herself crossed, as she picked up a banana from the center bowl from the table. Peeling it began she eating it slowly. Her body was still waking up and her motor skills were barely functioning at that time in the morning. "My ma already left?" Molly asked, her large doe eyes widening a bit in question. Grandma nodded, "Yeah a bit ago. They had a lot of things to do at the high school early this morning for the first day. Are you excited? This is your last year." Molly nodded.

She hadn't really thought about it too much in the scheme of things. The last few years had flown by so quickly and she didn't have that much to show for it. "Yeah, I'm excited. Can't wait for college." her grandma gleamed, making Molly smile. She had no intentions on going to college as of right now, but she know it would make her grandma happy to hear, regardless of if it was a lie or not. Leaving her peel on the table, she excused herself going back to her "room" in the basement and gathered her things to get ready for school.

She showered, and did her usual routine of makeup and personal hygiene items before getting dressed. She wasn't one for trying to impress anyone on the first day, so she dressed as normal as one really could. A fitted black v-neck quarter sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans. On her feet she wore flip flops. Texas weather was always odd. Sometimes it was hot, sometimes it was cold, and sometimes both within the hour. Knowing the school was going to be heavily air conditioned, she decided it was a safe bet on her outfit.

Throwing her head down, and then flinging it back she got a good amount of mess and volume into her blonde mess of hair. She let out a huff of too much activity. She wasn't looking forward to getting back into dance and volleyball, knowing damn well she had spent all the summer drinking and smoking. Sitting down on the couch she packed a small bowl, and took several hits as she rested back on the couch. She wanted to be completely chill for her first day, knowing that there was going to be a lot going on.

Tapping the ash into a pile on the coffee table, she put her finger in it and put it on her tongue. It was an odd habit, but she had been doing it for years now and couldn't stop herself. Putting down the piece she began to roll several joints, placing them into a pair of socks that she would place with the rest of her gym clothes. Today would also be a good day for finding new clients and reconnecting with the ones she had lost over summer vacation. Molly had been saving up for a car for ages through dealing and she was hoping that this year would be the year she finally did it.

After packing her plain black backpack with her clothes for practice, some miscellaneous school supplies and someone's lighter she walked back upstairs and heading out the door. Her house was practically across the street from the high school so she didn't have much to worry about time frames. Though she rarely did anyways.

Strolling through the parking lot, she said hello to several people she knew and began talking to a few out by their cars.

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Chieko is a tiny woman with a large presence. Though she appears younger than she really is, her voice is mature and a bit on the sultry side perfect for a senior in high school. She has womanly curves, but nothing too out of proportion. Her body is more on the soft and squishy side rather than athletic. Both her eyes and hair are dark, contrasting heavily across her fair skin. She usually doesn't have much make up on but she hates chapped lips and will always have some shade of pink lip gloss on. Chi is a very well kept young woman, keeping her nails well manicured and her appearance put together as possible. Her clothing is fairly simple, keeping in the light and pastel tones and dark jeans or leggings.

Today was no different. Chi was in high school, walking from her previous classroom to her next. She didn't bother bringing her stuff to her locker since everything fit within the backpack that adorned her back. She nodded to several of her friends, smiling and waving and talking a bit as she made her way across the school.