2057: Robochickies and Cows of the Future
 

Hm, profiles. Let's keep it organized.

-Looks up 'template'-

Er, sure?

When you put it like that, no. I don't have one. I'll prolly start tonight and be able to finish tomorrow or during the weekend. >D

Omg, a her? -celebrates-

That's a first... xD

Waaah~ Neu! D<

Aw, you know I'm kidding :P

EDIT: Before I forget, I'll post the description of my character and finish everything else tomorrow.

Riiight. I still have to do mines. :P

Oi, a hot guy! >D
Lawls, its like we switched roles.

I know huh? Usually it's me who's the guy.

EDIT: Here's the profile

Character Name: Diana James Abaya
Age: 20
Height: 5'2"
Race: Half Filipino, Half Caucasian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Body Type: Average

Appearance: One word you could use to describe Diana was short. Standing at only five feet and two inches she wasn't very imposing and her soft features didn't help either. Her skin was darker than normal, though not quite tan by definition. Her hair was dark brown, almost black and wavy, flowing down to her midback unless it was tied into a ponytail. Her eyes were an almond shape and the irises were a dull gray color, usually half-lidded and adorned with dark rings from a lack of sleep. Coming lower you could see that she wasn't quite muscular, more lean and less curvy in shape. One would think that she were an adolescent when really she was 20 years old.

Personality: Diana tries to be a down to earth person despite how much she spaces out and day dreams when someone is trying to lecture her meaning that she has a rather short attention span and sometimes find wallpaper more interesting than certain people. She also feels that rather than the future, the moment is her God and despite how much she tells other people to use some common sense she can be rather reckless when she wants to and at times can end up walking into the middle of the street without knowing it. Not to say that she's stupid as she can deduct things easily by what she observes and can memorize things really easily and can spot small changes in a person (i.e. subtle hand gestures, change in expression, etc.).


History: As a child, Diana would always think that something else was out there aside from the four walls that she resided in. She was always kept at home, warned that she would get raped or knifed or something so she became a homebody. She was tutored as a child and the only real time that she was allowed outside of the house was during doctor visits where she learned to take in little details as she rode in the car: People like to run across the road to reduce their weight, food vendors loved to yell as a form of advertisement, etc. Once she had remembered running away as a teenager in order to actually see the world for herself and had gotten far, five blocks if she remembered before she was caught by her parents and sent off to boarding school, where she wouldn't be allowed to wander off campus.

For the next couple of years she was only told about "the outside world" and learned more about the social graces needed since at home she didn't need to dress up or anything, so here she learned that you would need to start wearing respectable clothing. By the time she was out of school she learned most of the social "rules" and how to act in public, but hadn't experienced most of that, making her like a baseball player who never picked up a bat. At age eighteen she had bought herself an apartment and decided to work from home.


Other: Even though she learned most of those social graces she still hasn't hammered out most of her idiosyncrasies and when faced with a new situation, she doesn't know how to adapt to them.

Finally...

Character Name: Park Chung-Ho
Age: 21
Height: 5'7"
Race: Korean
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Body Type: Average

Appearance: Chung-Ho
Chung-Ho's appearance may come off as a bit weird, but its considered to be perfectly normal during this current timeframe. As shown in his picture, he has a thing for eyeliner- always wearing it if he gets a chance to. Chung-Ho also loves dark clothing, as he says that he'd rather blend in with a crowd as opposed to standing out in one. His hair is always spiked -unless of course, he's sleeping or in the shower -as he wears cross earrings to match. Along with leathered open-hand gloves that are buttoned up halfway, he wears a denim blue vest that seems to -as he claims - 'notify people of his prescence'.

Beneath his emo-ness, he's still a pretty lovable (and attractive) guy.

Personality:
Chung-Ho (usually just 'Chung') can be described as being real, having no problem with expressing himself in most cases. Sometimes his openness can lead to the ends of friendships -mainly over jealousy -but he just shrugs it off, and continues on with his life. Chung is quite the intelligent person, if need be and is independent most of his time, which is usually the best for him as he plays games and wastes time on the Internet.

History:
Born in 2036, Chung-Ho had two loving parents that cared a lot. He was an only child, having the freedom to play outside and inside like the normal kid he was. Of course, there were rules from his parents that told him not to wonder off and not to play in the street. Being about eleven or twelve at the time, Chung disobeyed and wondered into the city with some friends that wanted to show him around. That became his first experience roaming about the city.

At about eighteen, Chung was able to drive and in the evenings he would go off into the city. He enjoyed the nightlife and the structures of the buildings, then deciding that his home was too bland. A couple of months later, he would buy an apartment there.

Other:
He is currently unemployed.

((HAHA yay))
In contrast to what most twenty somethings were doing in this time of night, a dark haired girl was busy typing away on her computer, yawning once as she continued unwavering. Her focus was somewhere else though as she turned to the window. Her job as a manager of a website who manufactured clothing and other merchandise for certain companies who applied. She worked in mostly having to make sure that shipments got out to the right places. Of course she wasn't too good at that considering that she would always be looking out there, at the window.

It would be like that time that she paid the street vendor for a greasy hot dog. She licked her lips, remembering now that she hadn't eaten in a long time. Damn, caught in a reverie like yesterday. She got up, pushing out her chair as she headed to the kitchen in her apartment. The place looked a lot like a mismatched bachelor(et)'s pad with it's odd furniture and generic coffee table which led to her small kitchen.