Post by [GaaRa] on Apr 15, 2008 12:14:16 GMT -5
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[/center][/u]Character Name: Sabaku no Gaara
Character's Starting Age: 19
Character's Birthday: January 19th
Is the character a Canon or an Original Character?: Canon
Is your character a custom Uchiha/Hyuuga: Doesn't apply
Character's Personality: Gaara remains very protective of his siblings, and doesn't like sharing them with other people. Gaara has a low self esteem and takes to heart what other people say to him. He especially values his sister, Temari, and the other members of his family.
Gaara has a very pessimistic attitude, and only recently has this started to change. He is extremely aware of the feelings of others, and it hurts him when people call him 'creepy' or dislike him.
Character History: Gaara's mother died in childbirth, and he blames himself especially for this. His father became a work-a-holic and his siblings teased him and invaded his life.
He had a messed up childhood, for he had never known true love and affection to himself from a mother/father figure. Gaara began to make the objective of his life to hurt other people, if only to make himself feel better.
Appearance: Fairly tall; 5' 8", with kohl-rimmed green eyes. Gaara has unhealthily pale skin, which contrasts enormously with his red hair.
Role Play Sample:
(taken from Eitoku Academy, where I RP as Gaara, Kurenai and Kakashi)
Kurenai sighed. "The cute pizza guy...y'know, he came when Gai was trying out the pink spandex...ugh. Mental images=icky. Remind me never to talk about pink spandex ever again. Floppy black hair, blue eyes the colour of the deepest ocean...y'know...the works." She was afraid that she was getting a bit soft lately: only thirty-two detentions today, and she'd clocked fifty on average. Hmph. The red-eyed woman smiled at her kouhai, giving her a stern look at 'punish them all'.
Happy thoughts, Kurenai. Rainbows, sunshine, cumulus clouds and those bunnies that appeared willy-nilly on the green, green hills of Teletubbieland. And then add a couple of bombs going off...everything would be perfect. No, Kurenai reminded herself; Asuma was perfect. She could feel the sappy look returning onto her face; and she frowned in dismay.
"'Stupid dunderheads'?!" The red-eyed woman scoffed. "All of them are smarter than Kakashi on a porn day..." Her purple-haired best friend and herself went way back; to fifteen and drunkeness and falling into ponds. Which reminded her...Anko was nowhere near old enough to drink back then...
"I don't see what's wrong with punishing people who giggle in class when I talk about reproduction." She mumbled, clutching the plushie tighter to herself; feeling comfort in its soft, plushiesque depths.
CODEWORD: Loveless