Kimiko::-Kami::-Maki

[Kami]

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Name: Kimiko Maki
Alias: Kami
Gender: Female
Age: Eleven
Birth Date: September. 18

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Height: 3’11
Weight: 76
Build: Slim
Eye Colour: Brown almost black
Hair Colour: Black
Avatar: I don't really know

Kami, although almost 4 feet tall, is considerably short for her age. She is often mistaken for a girl who’s weak and easily beaten. She strives to show everyone how strong, both mentally and physically, she can be by working herself silly over some of her missions. When she first arrived at the Whammy House, she had short black hair. However, it grew out and reaches her waist when standing up so that she has to tie it back, usually into two ponytails, with an orange ribbon. Since she is so tiny, she can often hide in air vents and small, tight places which makes her perfect for spying. She has a long sleeved white shirt with a puff around her shoulders and a black skirt that reaches her knees. Her shoes are black, but have a white rim.

Kami isn’t usually paying attention to what people say about her or her looks. Her eyes, a too dark shade of brown that almost makes it look black, are a little far apart. It goes perfectly with her small childish nose that is a little pointy from sticking it up in the air to much. She doesn’t really care how she smells, and is usually covered in dirt. She does, however, give off a scent of flowers from being outside all the time.

THE DRUGS DON'T WORK
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Likes:

• Flowers
  
• Dirt
  
• Climbing
  
• Reading
  
• Chocolate-dipped strawberries
  

Dislikes:

• Falling
  
• Loud noises
  
• Surprises
  
• Hair being pulled
  
• Loud people
  

Fears:

• Helplessness
  
• Guns
  
• Clowns
  

Strengths:

• Climbing
  
• Hiding
  
• Blending
  
• Moving fast
  

Weaknesses:

• Security cameras
  
• Money
  
• Big people
  

Specializations:

• Spying
  
• Growing things
  
• Making a good snack
  
• Doing things quickly
  

Kami is the usually quiet, sometimes loud, type of girl who likes being seen moments before she punches you out. She usually likes to stand out, especially when it means showing people she means business, and won’t hesitate to show anyone what she’s made of. She doesn’t like writing things down, and would much rather being doing things manually. That means she doesn’t like computers or video games that much. It’s not as if she can’t play them, it’s just that she refuses to play them and would much rather enact a past mission or read a book. She doesn’t like being yelled at, or yelling at people, or yelling in general. She tends to get frustrated when loud noises pop up and distract her from what she’s doing. She’ll talk to people; she’s really not the type of person who will not talk to anyone. It’s just that she’s usually busy with trying to become the number one spy in the world. To her, this is a big dream she can only hope to accomplish if she grows a little more.

Mostly, Kami likes being outdoors. She works out,--ok all she does is 30 push ups, 20 jumping jacks, and 10 sit ups--and is often seen playing outside with a soccer ball or tennis ball. Her room is really messy from when she tracks in dirt and other items into it. In general, Kami is almost the polar opposite of Matt.

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Family: Keiken Maki (older brother)
Heritage: British/Japanese
Hometown: Osaka, Japan
Birthplace: Osaka

Kimiko was born in a simple hospital in Osaka, Japan. Her mother, Koyuki, laid in a hospital with doctors surrounding her. Her brother, Keiken, sat in the waiting room watching a cartoon. Her father, a man who had been British, had been called away for a meeting and couldn’t be there to see Kimiko that night, or any night after it. He had been shot during a mafia raid three days after the birth of his baby girl. Koyuki Maki was a typical business woman who couldn’t be bothered with children and often left Kimiko and her brother in the care of a nanny who also hated them. In fact, Koyuki was do dedicated to her job she didn’t even wait two or three days to recover from childbirth, but got up eight hours after Kimiko’s birth and insisted on leaving.

She barely had time to fill out the birth certificate. Afte that, she took a cab to her home. The driver had been a plumb man who held a cigarette and, in his cup holder, an empty can of beer. Koyuki, not really noticing at the time, allowed Keiken into the cab then she got in plaing the baby carrier on the seat to her left. They had barely gotten two blocks down when the driver swerved to avoid a dog. At first, the cabby’s limbs relaxed, then he let out a scream of pain as they crashed into a tree. Keiken and Kimiko had been saved from crashing through a window, but their mother had went flying and was found sprawled ontop of the cabs hood. It took the police nearly 3 hours to get there, and when they had Keiken had managed to pull Kimiko out of the cab. The brother and sister were found a little ways from the wreck cowering under a bush.

It had almost been six years later when they went to the Whammy House. By that time, Kimiko had grown a little and had wore her hair short. At the time, she had wore a short shirt colored pink, brown, and turquoise in a striped pattern that had long been faded. She also wore torn jeans that had patches of brown from dirt. She and her brother had taken up stealing to live. It was how they found her and Keiken. They had been robbing a couple just outside an ice cream store when Mr. Wammy had seen her pick pocketing the man and then running. She had ran into an alley and, in five seconds flat, jumped on top of the nearest fire escape and began to make her way upwards.

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Name: Allie
Age: 13
Experience: I‘ll admit I broke the rping rule and started when I was 10.
Codeword: Don't Look Here.
Fun fact: I actually spy on people ^_^
Sample Post:

Flash. Steps. Gasp. Grunt. More steps. Freedom. In all, these were just the usual sounds that happened when she was on a mission. For the fun of it, and while Roger bought her that book she earned, Kami was currently sprawled out with three figures she had found with and miniature house. The miniature house she had requested so that she could act out one of her past missions. The Kami figure, a brunette Barbie doll who hand on a white skirt and black shirt, took a picture, with her small plastic camera, of the two men who were meeting to unite a huge mafia gang. The Kami figure then ran down the steps and into two huge body guards. The real Kami gasped for the figure, then pretended to make the figure throw some punches. Of course, the punches landed. The two guards bent over and grabbed their noses. The Kami figure then finished running away and then out the door into the streets where she blended in perfectly.

In all honestly, Kami was getting tired of these types of missions. The types that were very predictable down to the last step. Of course, it was easier for her to handle them that way, but there was also less fun to have. Kami picked herself up, folded her house, stuck the house in her room and headed outside. She decided it was time for her normal workout routine. The sun wasn’t at its highest point anymore, and therefore she probably wouldn’t get burnt.

She had just managed to go down one level when she heard a bunch of screaming and footsteps. She shrugged when she figured it was probably Mello and Matt up to their pranks and Roger running after them yelling. Usually, she didn’t like to get involved with these types of things, but she felt the need to make Roger really angry that day. So when Mello and Matt stopped in front of her she grinned. Their eyes told it all; they were looking for a place to hide.

“Try that broom closet right there. Roger probably won’t look there. If he tries, I’ll tell him you ran down the stairs.” She pointed over at a broom closet. The two boys rushed in there, without a word of thanks. ‘Ingrates!’ Kami thought as she waited for Roger to come. As it turned out, she didn’t need to wait for long. Roger soon appeared, panting. Kami didn’t say anything, but merely pointed down the stairs. Roger nodded and ran down the stairs looking quite cross. Kami clapped her hands when an idea struck her. She was going to get back at Matt and Mello for causing such a racket. Thinking swiftly, she took out her portable camera, opened the broom closet, and snapped a picture.

She had failed to tell the two boys that the closet wasn’t that big, and that they would be squished, rather uncomfortably, together. She giggled slightly as she slammed the door shut and walked away. She had a new destination in mind.

“Near, where are you? I have something interesting I want to show you!”

**Hey, I couldn't make that last title work for some reason. It just kept messing up.

[Rhiatte]

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