Ai, Hiroko

[Hiroko Ai]

NAME: Hiroko Ai
AGE: eighteen
HEIGHT: five foot four inches
WEIGHT: one hundred and nine pounds
EYE COLOR: brown
HAIR COLOR: black
ETHNICITY: Japanese
LIKES: being alone, messing with people, talking with people, video games, silence, reading, sleeping
DISLIKES: happy people, music, closet cases, drugs, people who feel sorry for themselves
SECRETS: Has lupus. Was married, had a daughter.
GRADE AND/OR OCCUPATION: Freshman in college
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bi-sexual
PLAY BY PLAY: Chiaki Kuriyama

PERSONALITY:

Hiroko's is a cold, unfeeling, robot of a girl. Or at least that's how she's been described by a wide number of people who dislike her. This is all very true, Hiroko's been known to help people get together in relationships just so she can slowly sabotage their relationships.

She loves to study human emotions and how people interact. With this she's majoring and minoring in psychology and anthropology. To her, people are nothing more then fun little toys to play with, or so it seems from the outside. For the most part, this assessment is true.

When it comes to friends, Hiroko has none, any she had vanished while she was away and now that she's back she isn't very receptive to the idea of friends. She rarely talks with anyone unless spoken to first, and even then she's either detached from who she's talking to or is snide and mean. Hiroko finds enjoyment in the fact that other people are hurt by what she says and loves all the drama that is going on in the school. Hearing all the rumors just makes her even worse to those people. She doesn't spread rumors but she isn't against using them for her own gains. The fact that people are so affected by these things, Hiroko uses them to her advantage.

Enemies on the other hand, Hiroko probably has those but not the ones who would go out of their way to attack her. To most people Hiroko just hated for the fact that she's incredibly weird and incredibly mean but since Hiroko won't go out of her way to be mean to people, others just treat her with either disgust or some kind of pity, thinking that Hiroko is just crying out for help or something of that sort.

Romance is the farthest thing from Hiroko's mind, but she'll gladly use people's emotions for her against them. She likes the fact that if someone likes her in an emotional way then she can cripple them by just doing them wrong or 'cheating' on them.

PLACE OF BIRTH: Tokyo, Japan
DATE OF BIRTH: March 6
FINANCIAL STATUS: Stable, living off an inheritance
FATHER: Ken'ichi Ai
MOTHER: Aya Ai
SIBLINGS: None


HISTORY:

Hiroko was born to the young couple of Ken'ichi and Aya Ai. Her father was already becoming a very successful business man in Japan, so he figured it was time to start a family and since her mother was suffering from Lupus, a auto-immune disease which could leave her infertile, they knew they had to hope for a good child.

What they got was Hiroko, a quiet, frail girl who rarely spoke up or did anything mildly successful in her classes, she was always just hovering over average while her peers quickly bypassed her. Her father was furious with her nearly everyday, His wife could no longer have children and he was stuck with her. She didn't feel the love from her mother either, a woman who was easily intimidated by her father.

With a successful business move which included taking over a smaller company. Hiroko's father moved them to Hawaii while she was in her teen years. During these early years, Hiroko was a bit more... human you could say, and she fell in love with a boy. This boy of course wasn't going to be someone her father approved of, first, he wasn't Japanese, second, he wasn't successful or rich or even had rich parents. If Hiroko herself couldn't make herself rich, her father was going to make sure she married into a rich family.

But of course Hiroko had to go against his wishes. She actually ran off to marry this boy. Of course her parents tracked her down and separated the two, but their little daughter had been tainted. Hiroko was pregnant by the boy, and her parents were too busy trying to get her marriage dissolved to really pay attention to the dilemma at hand. By then it was too late for an abortion, and an abortion would have meant ruin for the honor of their family.

So Hiroko carried the child to full term and gave birth to a baby girl, Seiko. She spent much of her time out of school to care for the daughter but of course her father was a schemer and was thinking of something. One day, while Hiroko had been forced to go to school, Ken'ichi, with his wife, rounded up Hiroko's daughter and drove to a adoption agency, or at least tried to. Their vehicle was stuck by an eighteen wheeler and all the passengers were killed.

The news destroyed Hiroko, who promptly tried to commit suicide by slitting her wrists. Her husband luckily found her before it was too late. During a time of recovery, Hiroko's husband left her, deciding that if she couldn't stay for him then he couldn't stay for her. If it wasn't for the suicide watch and they therapist, she would have tried again.

After months of therapy, Hiroko was released. She's still monitored and must return weekly for medicine for her Lupus and for her depression, which she doesn't take. She currently attends college, just coasting through life, watching others, caring for nothing.

ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:

Rare was it that Hiroko would leave the dorm for anything but classes. She was a recluse, with no friends to see, no family to visit, no need to shop or anything. Some weekends she would leave for the entire day to go shopping, clothing, food, whatever. She had her own fridge and microwave in her room so she did not have to disturb the men in the dorm or the other girl that occupied the room with them. She was basically self-sufficient, and the internet, her classmates, provided her with hours of entertainment as they bitched and whined about their problems all over the school chat. It was adorable how they expected all the others to care about them, and the sad thing was, the others jumped through those hoops.

Just like the other night, how one girl who was obviously a friend of her roommates Cory and Trent, had threatened to kill herself over some boy or whatever. Hiroko had only been half paying attention as she had been dozing in and out of sleep, but Trent had gotten pissed at the poor stupid girl and some random guy had to tell Trent to take a chill pill since he had exploded at the idiotic suicide watch girl. This had woken Hiroko up and she had watched with delight as the words filled up the skin, a temporary tragedy on the internet, one of thousands probably taking place at that time, within only their state.

It was always entertaining when others tried to end their lives just because some person wouldn't be with them as their boyfriend or girlfriend. Hiroko had no sympathy for those people, they were idiots for thinking that they were meant to be with those people. If that person did not want to be with you, could you not figure out that they were not meant for you? Find someone else that could tolerate your idiocy. But then again, Hiroko had sympathy for few to no people at all, maybe she had a soft spot for children but she was rarely around children at all, the idea left a strange feeling in her.

But none of that was mattering at the moment, now was the present, the past meant nothing to her, but it meant everything to everyone else, she wanted to know everyone's past. Why? Because everyone let their past affect their present, and Hiroko loved to mess with people in the present with their past. It was entertaining to reopen old emotional wounds and watch as they squirmed as the emotions flooded out like the life force that was their blood. It was amazing how much emotion meant to people, how much being cared about, to be valued meant to people. People were social animals after all, they needed to be valued or else they were nothing at all.

But yes, the present, that was where Hiroko was, occupying the well worn leather chair that had come from her father's old office which was now located in front of a cheap looking desk with a large computer monitor on top and a large computer tower underneath. When Hiroko wasn't busy messing with people, she enjoyed playing computer games, online games were the best, mixing her social skills with the entertainment that it was real people faking themselves through life.

At the moment she sat curled up into herself wearing a black tank top and a pair of dark purple sweatpants, clothing no one had ever seen her wear. She was a very small girl, only 5'4" in height and extremely light, barely reaching 100lbs on days that she ate a full meal, which she rarely did. She slowly uncoiled herself from how she was sitting and stood up slowly, her joints were aching and she knew it was time to take her medicine. She reached over and slapped the button on top of her computer monitor to turn it off. That simple act hurt her entire arm. She took the bottle of pills out of her drawer, shaking it. It was full.

She then slowly walked over to the mini-fridge and opened it and looked inside. There was no water. She had forgotten to restock. Hiroko silently cursed herself and glanced over at her door. She did not believe anyone was home at the present time so she figured it was okay to venture out to the sink. She approached the door and leaned on it slightly as she opened it. Hiroko half-stumbled out the door, her knee joints were refusing to bend properly. She grimaced in pain as she looked up at the kitchen area and was genuinely surprised when she saw Trent there.

For a second she was caught off guard, for the first time in a long time, Hiroko had no control over herself, but quickly a gate shut down and her face went to it's normal unemotional look. "Ah, Trent, I did not think you were home," She spoke to him, trying to keep her voice monotone but finding her dry throat betraying her, causing her voice to crack slightly as she stood in the door, bracing herself on the door frame. She decided to jab him for no other reason then seeing her like this. "Would you like some sake? It's a traditional Japanese alcoholic beverage, I would gladly share with my dorm mate," Her voice cracked again and she mentally cursed herself again.

NAME: Helen
EXPERIENCE: Like seven years
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