Full Name: Ai Iyono (Translation for last name, Sad, Tears, Unfortunate one)
Nickname(s): Aiya
Birthdate: 1994
Age: 18
Physical appearance: Ai is a tall slender woman, She has very little body fat and weighs about 120 pounds. She stands at about 5’8 and has long black hair that stops at the small of her back, with short bangs. She has deep Red/Maroon eyes a genetic trait from her mother’s side. Ai is the typical girl with curves, and a rather desirable body. She hides all he abuse marks though underneath a long black turtleneck sweater, and long knee length skirt. She wears black tights and knee high black wedge boots. She also can sometimes be seen wearing a long trench coat with a fur lined hood. When she’s along though where no one can see her she wears short shorts and a old worn black wife beater tank top.
Personality: Ai suffered abuse from an early age after her mother passed away and her father became a irrational drunk. She was constantly hurt for ‘looking’ like her mother. Despite all the abuse she is a perfectly sane individual, though she does have a twisted outlook on the world as a whole. She finds people irritating and they tend to piss her off more than not. She is hardly shy and does not hold back when pointing out another person’s flaws. She’s honest with her own; quite aware that she is hardly and openly admits to when she hates another person. Despite this she greatly admired Izaya Orihara’s work, finding him a very strong individual able to take control of his life. She hates that he claims to love human’s though thinking they are rather boring, selfish, and helpless people. She is all in all a rather honest person, though sometimes she doesn’t realize how cruel she can sound, she takes joy in seeing other people suffer…a quirk probably picked up from the abuse.
She considered's her self below average intellegent.
Background: At the age of 6 Ai’s mother passed away due to an illness, unfortunately they couldn’t afford the treatment to cure it. Ai then began living along with her father who slowly spiraled into a drinking binge and blamed Ai for ‘looking’ like her mother. He disliked looking at her and would often throw half empty beer bottles at her and nail her in the head. He also resorted to beating and kicking her when he felt she ‘hadn’t’ been a good girl. Despite all this Ai took each bit of abuse thinking he was just grieving and took care of her father quietly spending most of her childhood as if she were a mute. Seen and not heard. She kept her sanity by reading books and spending most of her time outside the house, even if she was alone. Ai adapted to taking care of herself but as she grew older the abuse became more severe. At the age of 14 she came home to the house trashed and her father in a fit of rage. He questioned rather drunkenly where she had been all day and when she replied calmly with “at school” he lashed out and beat her to the point of almost death, somehow Ai managed to dial 119 and get help. She was then rushed to the hospital where she lost a piece of her spleen and her stomach, both being too damaged to repair. While her spleen was completely fixed, her stomach still suffered damage and they did as much as they could. She now suffers bleeds when she eats acidic foods or over exerts herself.
After recovering her father was placed into a mental facility to receive treatment for his own mental trauma, and rehab, Ai having said he’d only begun abusing her after her mother died, the man spent most of his time drunk, there for being pardoned from actual prison. At 16 Ai graduated school all together, her own dislike for people had begun to quickly manifest itself in the disgust of being around them. This limits her actual contact with people on a regular basis, thus she isn’t very good with having discussions unless work related. She attended a small college until she was 18 but was unable to complete it due to her dislike of people and left with only a certificate of Achievement in Business Services. She now works for a small Clinic in Ikebukuro slum’s and tends to get into trouble with Loan sharks more often than not. She somehow manages to pay them off with her measly earnings.
Ai lives in a rundown apartment in west Ikebukuro and dislikes having visitors over unless she’s personally invited them. She also hates the smell of sweet fish and dried Bonito flakes.
Close relationships: The small mouse in her bedroom wall.
Current occupation (if applicable): Secretary
Gang (if applicable): none
Strengths: Ai’s rarely phased by gore and there for more capable of dealing with individuals who have had un slightly things happened to them.
Ai is well versed in self-defense and can hold her own in a fight.
Ai can cook very well having had to make her own meals growing up.
Intelligent
Weaknesses: [list no fewer than 3]: Ai suffers from an internal bleed in her stomach that is only aggravated by stress, over exertion, and acidic foods.
She is very blunt and has no problem telling someone their flaws.
She is openly afraid of the ocean.
Fears/Insecurities: The Ocean, and the scars on her body.
Likes: Izaya Orihara, Bubble tea, and Okonomiyaki
Dislikes: People, Sweet fish, and Bonito flakes
Driving force: The mere fact she is able to survive despite all the suffering she’s lived through, and the idea that one day she may be able to ‘fix’ herself.
Hobbies: Reading, picking out peoples flaws.
Describe your character in three words: Honest, Broken, Sadistic
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?:
A good bottle of Sake, and a tent cause let’s face it if they are stranded they aren’t getting off any time soon.
If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: Everything, she wants to live like every other girl, Happy.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: Old milk and half eaten cake.
Sample Roleplay:
Her back slammed against the wall roughly, and she felt some of the jagged brick pressing through her sweater into her skin. She grit her teeth with a frown her eye’s staring defiantly at the black ones in front of her. “I told you I didn’t take any money!” she snapped pushing the guy back but unfortunately, her 120 pounds to his 150 was a huge difference. “Your old man did, and he ain’t around to pay it so you’re responsible now” he said his yellowed teeth were disgusting and Ai couldn’t help but stare now, the other individual knew exactly what she was like and didn’t want to hear her comment on it again for the 100th time so he snapped his mouth shut. “Just pay the stupid bill”
“why don’t you if you want it so bad! I already paid you my check from last month I’ve got no money to pay your lazy ass!” she hissed and he pushed her again. “You could pay, with something else” he said pressing a hand to her thigh. Ai immediately wanted to puke then, his slimy hands touching her was one thing, but to touch her like this was another. She didn’t like this and he was going to learn it immediately. As she brought up her knee and nailed him between the legs. She felt a jolt of excitement rush through her veins though when his face twisted in agony and he fell to his knee’s gripping his precious package. This compelled her to reach forward and grip his head tilting his face up and she smirked at him, “what a lovely expression you’ll have to show me that again something” she then punched him and turned to run away. She’d deal with the loan sharks another day. As she made it out of the alley way and onto the semi busy street she looked around and searched for the sign she’d seen on the way here, “ ah home’s that wa-“ she stiffened through and reached into her coat pocket pulling out a handkerchief she pressed it too her mouth to catch the blood that seeped up her throat and out her mouth. She frowned at the once pristine white cloth and then tossed it. “ass hole…I liked that one” and began the long trek home to west Ikebukuro, this was going to be a long night.