Post by Huang Jiaming on Aug 13, 2006 22:59:18 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Huang Meiyu, alias Huang Jiaming
Gender: Female
Age/Birthday: 18/December 12
Side: China
Appearance Information
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 120lbs
Hair: Black, cut unevenly and feathered
Eyes: Gray-green
Face: Round, slightly pointed at the chin
Skin Color: Almost pale
Form: Lean, broad-shouldered, flat-chested
Clothes: Standard issue soldier attire, though she wears a red ribbon on her wrist, well-hidden.
Hands: No real damage.
Battle Information
Weapon: A blacksnake whip and a Jiujieban--a nine section metal whip.
How is their agility (speed): Quite nimble, with keen reaction timing.
Style: A balance of both, though she does like to strike first.
Thoughts on Battle: She gets excited by the mere mention of fighting, and sees it as a way of improving her skills. Death is never funny to her, but injury cracks her up, especially when the circumstances are known.
Misc. Information
Talents: Fighting, climbing trees, running and swimming
Inabilities: Serious or depressing conversation, getting up on time, dealing with animals
General Personality: Jiaming has a sharp wit and a sarcastic outlook of things. She is very confident in her abilities, but is practical enough to know when she's met her match. Ambitious, quick to laugh, and an avid fan of practical jokes, she may not be everyone's favorite person right away, but she's doggedly loyal to the friends she does make. Her natural out-going personality doubles onto her boyish guise and makes it difficult for anyone to really tell she is a woman.
Historical Background
General History: Huang Meiyu is the second-youngest child of seven; all of her siblings being boys. Her parents were farmers, and so there was little to go around the table, but it wasn't all bad. She grew up fighting in the dirt with her brothers, falling out of trees, and running off for days in the woods. The whips she received as gifts from her grandfather (who was constantly blamed for her unladylike behavior), and she played with them night and day until there was nothing she couldn't do with them. She ate at the dinner table with a whip on each side.
Frustrated with her nagging parents and patronizing siblings, she eagerly ran to sign up for the army. She didn't really have to work too hard to convince people she was a boy; all she had to do was slice off her hair.
Name: Huang Meiyu, alias Huang Jiaming
Gender: Female
Age/Birthday: 18/December 12
Side: China
Appearance Information
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 120lbs
Hair: Black, cut unevenly and feathered
Eyes: Gray-green
Face: Round, slightly pointed at the chin
Skin Color: Almost pale
Form: Lean, broad-shouldered, flat-chested
Clothes: Standard issue soldier attire, though she wears a red ribbon on her wrist, well-hidden.
Hands: No real damage.
Battle Information
Weapon: A blacksnake whip and a Jiujieban--a nine section metal whip.
How is their agility (speed): Quite nimble, with keen reaction timing.
Style: A balance of both, though she does like to strike first.
Thoughts on Battle: She gets excited by the mere mention of fighting, and sees it as a way of improving her skills. Death is never funny to her, but injury cracks her up, especially when the circumstances are known.
Misc. Information
Talents: Fighting, climbing trees, running and swimming
Inabilities: Serious or depressing conversation, getting up on time, dealing with animals
General Personality: Jiaming has a sharp wit and a sarcastic outlook of things. She is very confident in her abilities, but is practical enough to know when she's met her match. Ambitious, quick to laugh, and an avid fan of practical jokes, she may not be everyone's favorite person right away, but she's doggedly loyal to the friends she does make. Her natural out-going personality doubles onto her boyish guise and makes it difficult for anyone to really tell she is a woman.
Historical Background
General History: Huang Meiyu is the second-youngest child of seven; all of her siblings being boys. Her parents were farmers, and so there was little to go around the table, but it wasn't all bad. She grew up fighting in the dirt with her brothers, falling out of trees, and running off for days in the woods. The whips she received as gifts from her grandfather (who was constantly blamed for her unladylike behavior), and she played with them night and day until there was nothing she couldn't do with them. She ate at the dinner table with a whip on each side.
Frustrated with her nagging parents and patronizing siblings, she eagerly ran to sign up for the army. She didn't really have to work too hard to convince people she was a boy; all she had to do was slice off her hair.