Taiyou, Kasabana

Given Name: Kasabana
Middle Name: Satsujin
Surname: Taiyou
Alias: Kasi
Race: Mage
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Birthday: August 2nd
Sexual Orientation: Straight


Describe Your Outer Self

"Those frozen blue eyes, I want to keep in my heart...The courage that was lost, remember me again...A shooting star that twinkles in the night, I am gazing into Ice Blue Eyes."

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Hair Style: She has long, silky hair that stretches down to the backs of her knees.
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5'0"
Weight: 82 lbs
Markings: None
Apparel: Her normal attire is dark clothing, gray to black. She tries to wear long sleeves as often as possible and the collar of her shirts reach at least an inch up her neck.


Who Are You?

"We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves."

Personality: She's a little odd. Depending on how she's feeling, she'll do completely different things. Being in a good mood can mean plenty of things to her. It could mean that she's happy and hyper and remains the cute little girl that she represents, or it could mean something else entirely. It could mean that she has the thrill of the hunt in her and that she has the powerful urge to kill anything at moment's notice, regardless their relationship with her. She's almost always in one of the previously mentioned moods and doesn't sway to other emotions unless something comes up. When in the mood described as 'sad', she usually acts very depressed. She'll just sit still holding her knees to her chest, her hands covering her mouth. When alone for too long she'll eventually start talking to herself, as if an insane person would. Most would actually consider her somewhat insane, though.
Quote: "Come on, play with me!"
Sees Self As: A demented person put on earth just to make herself happy
Temper: She often doesn't get mad. To get her mad, she would have to be forced to stop doing whatever she was doing at the moment, or pester about her family.
Likes: Maliciously torturing people, screams of agony, kittens
Dislikes: When she's forced to calm down, any mention of her family, being lifted from the ground or moved against her will
Habits: Flipping out and trying to kill people, overly twiddling her fingers when she gets nervous
Talents: Mastery with a scythe, acting
Favorite Color(s): Crimson
Favorite Food: Pineapple Turnover Cake
Favorite Drink: Cherry Slurpee
Other 1: Likes the sound of an electric guitar
Other 2: Likes the ocean


Are You Special?

“We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained.”

Gift: Weightlessness
Gift Description: Able to make any inorganic object as light as air
Element: Air
Weaknesses: Has very bad reaction speed, can't keep her head straight when used


What Had Happened?

“History is a guide to navigation in perilous times. History is who we are and why we are the way we are.”

Mother: Uchi Taiyou (Deceased)
Father: Toru Taiuou (Deceased)
Brother: Shi Taiyou (Deceased)
Brother: Rudo Taiyou (Deceased)
Brother: Bomu Taiyou (Deceased)
Childhood: She was born into a poor town and country that she didn't know the name of. She had never known her mother, but later found out her mother had died when Kasi was three, from cancer. She was left with her father and her three brother, none of which were really too bad, yet. When she was five, her father started to drink, just a bit too much. She was frightened, but didn't know any other way she could survive, without a house and family. So, she stayed. Her father started to get worse with her, and her brothers didn't seem to be getting much better, getting meaner with age. She reached age six. Only half a year until she would start going to school. She withstood her days at home and found that her father started to seem violent near her, but he still hadn't touched her at all. She was still feeling afraid of her brothers, though, so the time ticking down was quite slow for her. She got through the small period of time safely, with no actual violence making contact with her, but many threats of violence at her. Once she was at school, she felt much safer, but still lonely. She decided not to talk with anyone at the school, thinking that good things can only lead downward. Unfortunately, somebody found their way to her and a conversation struck. The shyness Kasi held kept her fairly quiet, but the two girls still found a connection to one another. One thing led to another and she had accidentally just made a friend. She decided to keep the knowledge of this friendship from her family, thinking that maybe the threats would lead to danger for not only her, but her friend too. From there on out, home was torture and school was heaven. She started to get further in school, year by year. In third grade, she got to the actual somewhat-hard part of school, when it wasn't just fun and games anymore. She and her friend still had a bond, and her father and brothers still haven't caused any physical damage... yet. She excelled quite well through school, loving being at school even more, which just caused her impression of home to be worse. When school got out, Kasi was starting to walk home and noticed something. Her brother nearest to her age, Bomu, appeared to be hurting her friend. She was going to go up and stop him, but then she thought of all the threats he had made, what if they were real. She just kept walking, drowning out the yelps of pain. When she went to school the next day, her friend wasn't there. Throughout the next month her friend wasn't there. She waited for and entire three months, but her friend never came back. She felt something rush through her body. It was anger. She felt sickly. She came home from school that day. Instead of entering through the front door, she went out into the backyard. A rusty chunk of metal was lying on the ground and she picked it up and entered the house. She went to her brother's room and found him sitting there. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but her body led her. She stepped towards him, ignoring the threats he made. She felt his fist smash against her face. Adreniline flowed through her veins and she stabbed the chunk of metal forward several times, hitting, first, the stomach, arm, lung, heart and finally pushing the chunk through his throat. She didn't care what happened. She was angry and needed a way to settle herself. Her brother struggled, trying to find a breath through the gurgling that pushed blood out of his throat and wounds. This couldn't be more fun for Kasi. She felt the rush, something her body longed for, for so long. The torture has been enough, why not finish him with something fun. She walked up to his head, lying on the ground with the rest of his body, panic screaming out his eyes. She lifted her leg and powerfully smashed the pointed heel of her shoe into his face, smashing it in. That was officially the first time she felt the rush, the rush she lived for. She left the room and let the horror of killing her own brother start to bottle up in her. Her family didn't ask any questions on how he died, guessing she couldn't have done anything, the little eight-year-old. She continued through school, not liking it quite so much, now that her friend was gone, possibly dead. She wanted the feeling again, but, killing another of her brothers was risky, and she probably wouldn't live without her father, being at the age she is. She waited. That's it. She just waited out the days, eating, going to school, waiting for the right time to strike. 7th grade. She was 12 years old. This was the time. She planned out the situation, watched her family to be sure they stayed at the house. She had found a sort of black market salesman closer in the town. She saved up and stole money, finally getting enough to buy the very special weapon that would take out her family members. She placed it in the oven, saying she was baking something for dinner. She left the house, excusing her self from the house from the 'taking a walk' pretext. She walked, she made sure she had enough time before her plan went into action, but something had went wrong. She was positive of this when she heard the earsplitting sound and felt the heat pressing against her. The ambulance came in time to save her dying corpse and her body wasn't too damaged at all. Some of her hair had burned off and she suffered some second degree burns, along with a broken arm from the force, but was fine otherwise. The reports from her house: three corpses burnt so bad they were unrecognizable and a small girl outside, only slightly damaged. The exact source of the fire wasn't found, but it may have been from the oven exploding. When the nurses left her room and gave her time to mourn for her dead family, she grinned. Her plan had worked, she hadn't been found out adn the rush entered her again. Perfect. Her family had been wiped out and it was just her. Now where would she live? The hospital said that when they were to sign her out of the hospital she would get sent to an orphanage. That was something she really didn't want... After three weeks of resting, her arm was just barely done with recovery and the rest of her wounds had been completely healed. She didn't want the orphanage. She went to the window in her room and smashed her cast into the wall as hard as she could, breaking the cast, but possibly damaging her arm even more. She scaled down the wall of the second story and got to the ground without too much damage. She ran, and ran, hoping the hospital wouldn't find her. This neighborhood she was in now, it seemed amazingly rich, but in reality it was just a normally funded place. She really needed clothes and money. Only one way she knew how. She went to a clothing store and walked in. Most any item can be turned into a weapon in her hands. She found a coat hanger on one of the many racks and quickly got to the women's changing rooms. She crawled under one of doors and slit the neck of the woman in the room with the sharp point of the hanger, pushing it through her throat to be sure of her death. She dug through the woman's pocket's and stole all the money along with the watch on her wrist and the money in her wallet. Kasi found some clothes of her size in the hallway of the dressing rooms and put them on. Jeans and a shirt was all she needed on the outside to look normal in public. She walked out, richer than ever before and continued to live on the streets, killing a new person if she ever needed money. Thirteen, she finally hit an age that sounded powerful. She was happy with how she was living, but still missed school. It was exactly her thirteenth birthday, though, the day she found what made her the killer she was. She had walked into a random house she found a little ways out of the town. The house seemed completely empty. This was odd. Not even furniture was there. She turned around and tried to open the door, but it didn't move, not even the knob moved. It was as if the door had frozen. She found a window and looked outside, all she saw was black. She went to the only place she could, upstairs. There she saw it. Laying on the ground. A note on top of it. She lifted the note, reading it: 'Yes, for you'. She lifted her present, feeling it. She loved it. She required it. It was all hers. Time outside started again and she left the house. When she turned back around the house was gone, but she still had her lovely present. She lived in the outskirts for quite some time, thinking it would be unsafe to walk around town with a giant scythe. Now she's still thirteen, entering the town for random fun, food and money, pondering thoughts of why this scythe came to her...

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