[hider=Midori Tokage] [img]https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BODM3ZjM0ZjgtNThlMS00YjBjLWJlZjQtNjZmNDc2MGY0YjhlXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyNjMxOTQ1MTY@._V1_.jpg[/img] [b]Name- [/b] [color=00a651]Midori Tokage [/color] [b]Colour- [/b] [color=00a651]Green[/color] [b]Age- [/b] [color=00a651]16[/color] [b]Face Claim- [/b] [color=00a651]Chiaki Kuriyama[/color] [b]Personality- [/b] [color=00a651]Midori is a no nonsense kind of person, not taking any guff from anyone including her parents. Rebellious and wanting to do things her way, or not do them at all. Being equally as stubborn, being hard to sway Midori is a rough and tough kind of person, Not caring about what people think of her., Midori never backs down from a fight, Especially when it is against someone she dislikes or a bully. Having a strong sense of justice against people who are wronging others. Having a friendlier side to her, but only towards people she trusts. But she is very weary of other people, so she doesn’t connect with other people right away. Midori is hot headed, not thinking correctly when she gets very angry. How often she gets angry at others is very common. Always itching for a fight, finding pleasure in fighting a person. Many find Midori’s humour to be rather dry, often offending others with her unpleasant sense of humour. [/color] [b]Skills- [/b] [color=00a651]Midori was taught by her father how to fight, being taught Shotokan style karate. And being taught Wadō-ryū style karate by Sensai Yasuhiro Takaiwa. Being born and raised in Japan, Japanese is her first language. However, she is able to speak English. Being a little bit of a delinquent, she became quite handy at pickpocketing and picking locks. [/color] [b]Background/Brief Bio- [/b] [color=00a651]Midori was born in Osaka, Japan. Her father was a colonel in the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force, her mother was in the military as well working as a secretary. Midori would mostly spend her time outside of the base getting into trouble, and being defiant to her father who wanted her to join the army. Much to her father’s disappointment. Growing up by herself, fending for herself at a young age. When she was fifteen years old, her family moved to Angel Groove as part of a joint effort to help train the American air force. Of course, Midori did not take this very well. Having a hard time during school, mostly skipping school and getting into fights. Ignoring the disciplining of her parents, and teachers that try to help her. [/color] [b]Villain of Choice- [/b] [color=00a651]Divatox from Power Ranger Turbo [/color] [b]Notes- [/b] [color=00a651]Her suit- [/color] [img]https://www.morphinlegacy.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/Dino-Drive-Green.png[/img] [b]Sample Post- [/b] Midori was bored in her math class, math was something that was a subject she was not very fond of. She was more focused on writing and doodling in her notebook. Also ignores the annoying valley girls beside her, talking about their looks and which boy is cute. Drawing herself as a superhero, with a bunch of bad guys beaten up underneath her in a pile. “Miss Tokage, do you know the answer to this question?” The fat teacher sudden attention to Midori made her jump a little in her seat. “[b][color=00a651]Eh yeah, I know the answer.[/color][/b]” She took a moment to stop doodling. Staring at the blackboard at the equation. Trying to figure out how to solve the problem, math was really not her strong suit. So she thought she could BS her way out of this situation. Squinting her eyes a little, finally spoke again of the answer she thought was correct. “[b][color=00a651]The answer is five hundred and sixty four.[/color][/b]” She looked quite proud of her answer. “No Miss Tokage, that is not the right answer.” The fat man turned around towards the blackboard. Squinting his eyes at the equation as well, looking at the math book in his other hand. Having some trouble figuring out the answer himself. “[b][color=00a651]So what is the answer Mr. Bulkmeiser?[/color][/b]” Midori didn’t look embarrassed about getting the wrong answer. She was glad the people around her were more concerned about their superficial lives. “The right answer is…Ummm…” Mr.Bulkmeiser was quickly flipping through the pages of the math book in his other hand. Stopping in the middle of the book, he turned his head to answer Midori. “The right answer to this equation is four hundred over fifteen.” Mr.Bulkmeiser wrote the wrong answer on the board. But luckily for him, no one corrected him. Especially Midori. Midori was glad when the bell rang, ignoring the homework that was supposed to be assigned by Mr.Bulkmeiser. Heading out of the classroom, and heading toward the back of the school for a smoke break. [/hider] (Let me know if i need to change anything)