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[-:-Name-:-] Tenten
[-:-Age-:-] 22
[-:-Rank-:-] Neutral; Human/Magnetic powers
[-:-Occupation-:-] Part-time college student; works part-time in a nursery
[-:-Biography-:-] It was a cold and stormy night when Tenten was brought into the world. And right away, no one wanted her.
Her mother, blinded with hate and yet, still love-struck, did not want to hold the responsibility of another life in her arms. So off she went, trudging through the rain and mud, daring the heavens as she went to find the house she left a long time ago. There it was, the yellow paint wearing away at the rain and the lamp out front swaying dangerously. She bounded up the steps and with out a prompt, the door swung open, an old man looking tired and weary at her approach. ‘Here,’ She had said, shoving the bundle into his arms. ‘I don’t want her.’
The old man-her Father-gazed sadly at her and only spoke when she had started to walk away. ‘Be careful.’ Was his only words before he shut the door.
Tenten’s Grandfather was retired welder, only making things here and there when he found the time to do it. Young as she was, Tenten always went to his shop, eyes wide and curious as she stared on with fascination. His hands were crafty and skilled, molding things that were usually unbendable when cold into shapes. It was like he was the magician and she was his apprentice. Tenten loved it.
It was only soon enough that he taught her the strict ways of life. He raised her hard, but lovingly, and Tenten soon to learn that his words was an act of kindness. It was not hard to ask about her parents, but only when she was old enough was she able to tell the sadness in his eyes everytime she asked. He would answer with ‘Nothing. Nothing happened to them.’, leaving her lonely and confused. It was only when she found him crying with out a sound in their backyard did she stop asking.
Trying to collect the broken pieces of her childhood, Tenten had started on the road to a future where no family of hers would end up like she did. She was caring, compassionate, kind, and accepting, but never shy.
She was the person you could never get away with out saying hi to. She was the girl next door.
It was only when she entered college did she experience her newfound powers. Her keys came to her. Car doors opened at the sight of her (they blatantly ignored the alarms). Coins found their way out the dryer. It was like she was one huge magnet, only with arms and legs to stop things, like cars, from running her over. It had taken awhile, but Tenten was now sure she could safely cross a street with out worrying that the traffic would become a stampede. Odd, maybe, but somewhat satisfying. Tenten liked it.
Now, she was still on her life, slowly swimming up the river to adulthood. It was just a leisure thing, something that she did not want to rush. She had plenty of time, to find herself and her life. After all, destiny still had plans for her. Tenten was all but eager to carry them out.
[-:-Personality-:-] Caring, kind, compassionate, accepting, and never shy. She's very open to people, even to strangers, and is not afraid to express her feelings or opinions. Tenten lacks self-control over her feelings, opting on acting on impulse and watching the consequences fall on her later. She is also very passionate with everything she does, so it is not surprising that she is very work-oriented.
Even though, there was always a barrier in which Tenten has placed to seperate herself with the world. With her kind of past, its no surprise that she has a bit of abandonment problems, though it is very subtle. She has yet to confront it.
[-:-Height-:-] 5'6"
[-:-Weight-:-] 125 lbs.
[-:-Eye Color-:-] Brown
[-:-Hair-:-] Brown; usually styled in two buns
[-:-Build-:-] Athletic. She loves being active and is regular on excerise. She has also been attending jujitsu since she was 13, so its not surprising that she is better in the martial arts area than regular people.
[-:-Relations-:-]
Family; Grandfather
Friends; Ino (friend, known since high school)
Lee (friend, known since high school; also lives in the same apartment complex)
Neji (angel friend)
Kin (demon roommate)
Zaku (demon roommate)
(tba)
[-:-Orientation-:-] Straight; hasn't really explored that part of her life yet, so to say, she'll probably be easily swayed.
[-:-Social-:-] Very.
[-:-Turn Ons-:-] Sensitive personality, same interests, and basically everything good about people. Tenten's not picky.
[-:-Turn Offs-:-] As said above, she's not picky.
[-:-Other Notes-:-] Tenten is trying something she wouldn't have dared gone near in her teens: ballet. Always in her childhood, ballerinas were always a fragment of the little girl's dreams, yet it was never lived out. Now, she's starting, trying to fulfill the empty holes in the past, but it may take a while. So to say she's not graceful, but really, she wasn't made for ballet.
[-:-Mun-:-] Spiffy
[-:-AIM-:-] SPIFFY er
[-:-PB-:-] BoA
[-:-Disclaimer-:-] I DO NOT own Tenten nor anything assiociated with her, she belongs to Kishimoto; I also DO NOT OWN BoA, she belongs to her awesome self; and I ripped copied this form from Jamie, with some exceptions that I changed.
walk with me
[-:-Name-:-] Tenten
[-:-Age-:-] 22
[-:-Rank-:-] Neutral; Human/Magnetic powers
[-:-Occupation-:-] Part-time college student; works part-time in a nursery
[-:-Biography-:-] It was a cold and stormy night when Tenten was brought into the world. And right away, no one wanted her.
Her mother, blinded with hate and yet, still love-struck, did not want to hold the responsibility of another life in her arms. So off she went, trudging through the rain and mud, daring the heavens as she went to find the house she left a long time ago. There it was, the yellow paint wearing away at the rain and the lamp out front swaying dangerously. She bounded up the steps and with out a prompt, the door swung open, an old man looking tired and weary at her approach. ‘Here,’ She had said, shoving the bundle into his arms. ‘I don’t want her.’
The old man-her Father-gazed sadly at her and only spoke when she had started to walk away. ‘Be careful.’ Was his only words before he shut the door.
Tenten’s Grandfather was retired welder, only making things here and there when he found the time to do it. Young as she was, Tenten always went to his shop, eyes wide and curious as she stared on with fascination. His hands were crafty and skilled, molding things that were usually unbendable when cold into shapes. It was like he was the magician and she was his apprentice. Tenten loved it.
It was only soon enough that he taught her the strict ways of life. He raised her hard, but lovingly, and Tenten soon to learn that his words was an act of kindness. It was not hard to ask about her parents, but only when she was old enough was she able to tell the sadness in his eyes everytime she asked. He would answer with ‘Nothing. Nothing happened to them.’, leaving her lonely and confused. It was only when she found him crying with out a sound in their backyard did she stop asking.
Trying to collect the broken pieces of her childhood, Tenten had started on the road to a future where no family of hers would end up like she did. She was caring, compassionate, kind, and accepting, but never shy.
She was the person you could never get away with out saying hi to. She was the girl next door.
It was only when she entered college did she experience her newfound powers. Her keys came to her. Car doors opened at the sight of her (they blatantly ignored the alarms). Coins found their way out the dryer. It was like she was one huge magnet, only with arms and legs to stop things, like cars, from running her over. It had taken awhile, but Tenten was now sure she could safely cross a street with out worrying that the traffic would become a stampede. Odd, maybe, but somewhat satisfying. Tenten liked it.
Now, she was still on her life, slowly swimming up the river to adulthood. It was just a leisure thing, something that she did not want to rush. She had plenty of time, to find herself and her life. After all, destiny still had plans for her. Tenten was all but eager to carry them out.
[-:-Personality-:-] Caring, kind, compassionate, accepting, and never shy. She's very open to people, even to strangers, and is not afraid to express her feelings or opinions. Tenten lacks self-control over her feelings, opting on acting on impulse and watching the consequences fall on her later. She is also very passionate with everything she does, so it is not surprising that she is very work-oriented.
Even though, there was always a barrier in which Tenten has placed to seperate herself with the world. With her kind of past, its no surprise that she has a bit of abandonment problems, though it is very subtle. She has yet to confront it.
[-:-Height-:-] 5'6"
[-:-Weight-:-] 125 lbs.
[-:-Eye Color-:-] Brown
[-:-Hair-:-] Brown; usually styled in two buns
[-:-Build-:-] Athletic. She loves being active and is regular on excerise. She has also been attending jujitsu since she was 13, so its not surprising that she is better in the martial arts area than regular people.
[-:-Relations-:-]
Family; Grandfather
Friends; Ino (friend, known since high school)
Lee (friend, known since high school; also lives in the same apartment complex)
Neji (angel friend)
Kin (demon roommate)
Zaku (demon roommate)
(tba)
[-:-Orientation-:-] Straight; hasn't really explored that part of her life yet, so to say, she'll probably be easily swayed.
[-:-Social-:-] Very.
[-:-Turn Ons-:-] Sensitive personality, same interests, and basically everything good about people. Tenten's not picky.
[-:-Turn Offs-:-] As said above, she's not picky.
[-:-Other Notes-:-] Tenten is trying something she wouldn't have dared gone near in her teens: ballet. Always in her childhood, ballerinas were always a fragment of the little girl's dreams, yet it was never lived out. Now, she's starting, trying to fulfill the empty holes in the past, but it may take a while. So to say she's not graceful, but really, she wasn't made for ballet.
[-:-Mun-:-] Spiffy
[-:-AIM-:-] SPIFFY er
[-:-PB-:-] BoA
[-:-Disclaimer-:-] I DO NOT own Tenten nor anything assiociated with her, she belongs to Kishimoto; I also DO NOT OWN BoA, she belongs to her awesome self; and I ripped copied this form from Jamie, with some exceptions that I changed.