[hider=Kaya Uwais]
[b]Name: Kaya Uwais[/b] 

[b]Age:[/b] 16

[b]Personality:[/b] Kaya, by her history in the Old Days, lived an incredibly simple life with her mother in a small village in Malaysia, one of many amalgams of tribal lifestyle kick-started into modernism.  While she did tend to look at things more optimistically in the past, her rather...traumatic ascension has left her a fearful young lady, and so everything and everyone that isn't within her sphere of influence is treated with some degree of prejudice.  Because of her upbringing, she cannot conceptualize very technically advanced things, but creatures, trees, tools...the basics, essentially, of what a village child could learn.

[b]Interests:[/b] Her last memories, prior to the Ascension, were those of giggles and laughter.  There are days to celebrate cousins' marriages, days to celebrate the arrival of rain, days upon days to worship something that Kaya was now : God.  Still, to be living only at the very outskirts of civilization has created a sense of work, and so, her focus is on life itself - the existence of souls in a dramatic play is what excites her the most, between the losses and the victories of life and death, good and evil, self-worth and self-actualization.  Festivities take a close second.

[b]History:[/b] Kaya, despite having a name incredibly different from those of her sisters, cousins, nieces, and friends, had lived quite a happy life.  Her father was some Caucasian, US sailor who struck lucky on an outpost, and probably got himself a real family back home, but regardless of that, Kaya managed to live her life in relative peace.  The only real threats within the village were sickness and famine, both of which were easily solved thanks to humanity's invasive innovations.  What came down to the crux of her life was how she began to just...watch people.  Their lives seemed so complete with a father to pass on the knowledge, with uncles and grandfathers to speak of, with doubly more cousins to party and have fun with.  So it was on a trip to see her father, finally, that she came flying through planes and sitting through taxis and buses, all ready to meet her father.  She was so excited, even when her mother was only by then a jar of ashes from a bad case of smallpox.  She was wearing her best white blouse and a long, flowery skirt...she'd be complete, she told herself...

[b]Appearance:[/b] Kaya stands at 5'4, a just about the average height for most in her village, and has the same high-cheekbones, sharp chin, almond eyes that just about every other Asian would have.  Only, because of her father's legacy, she has some pretty light-brown irises and occasional auburn streaks in her hair, and fair skin that would make many other village girls glance a second time before popping up the question : "Who's your dad?"

[b]Notes:[/b] Beyond a motor, technology is a struggle for her to understand, not unless she had some careful observation...
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[hider=Perdana (of Undeath)]

[b]Realm:[/b] At first glance, her realm may appear to be just another rainforest, but everywhere one goes, there are linen wraps just waiting to be filled with the old ready to pass on, with children who didn't quite make it by an outside force of hand, with criminals living in hope to redeem themselves.  Here, everyone is wrapped with same cloth from head to toe, and here their bodies are preserved for their future re-incarnations to look upon with pride or pity.  Eventually, all of these bodies will come to be reclaimed by the jungle, further growing the place, further sprouting life from death.

[b]Form:[/b] Wait...so you want a 5'4 mixed girl wearing a white blouse and a flowery dress, or...?

[b]Other:[/b] Got no idea how you want this done, so I'll be asking questions...

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