Post by TARA SHIM PARK on Dec 27, 2010 3:57:45 GMT
( TARA SHIM PARK )
THE ROLEPLAYER THE ROLEPLAYER
THE ROLEPLAYER THE ROLEPLAYER
helloooo everyone! i go by Xia (though i used to be Lu in case anyone remembers from way back when ;P), i am of the female gender, and i hail from EST. i've been roleplaying for about 5 years now (maybe? i'm losing count...) and so far i have no other characters yet, but i promise that will change veeery quickly! >D
THE BASICS THE BASICS THE BASICS
"annyeong hasayo! eh, no? not right speak? er, lesse engrish, engrish...hallo? that right? okay then hallo all people! i be called park ta-no in engrish it be...tara shim park? yes, that it. um no have other name, but is fine if call me by a short name you make, i no mind. i female, this year i be turning sixteen, people say my face same as sandara park, and...what seshu-seksu-ahlity mean? oh, oh that! ah i like boys, yes that be right. i no like hospitals (Nosocomephobia) or people in white coat (Iatrophobia) or knife cutting body (Tomophobia) and i really really no like when people not live no more (Thantophobia). i no crae-zy, that what white coat call me last. what? no, no phobia, that i no am, nu-uh."
THE PERSONALITY THE PERSONALITY
"ah what i no like? that not same as what said earyier? hrm, well, i no like speak engrish since no good at it and only learn some not long ago. no like scaredy things or blood, it smell bad and remind of sick house...what the word..hospital? i think that it...also no like mean people and rai-rach-rashist (racist)? mhm that. not nice...i no really like this place. korea home much nicer, but white coat man no let me go there until head fix here. no like him too...i do like sing and dance, and funny movies, though not know what people say in them but laugh good thing. let me forget the bad remembers in past. friends be nice to have too, and i love appa, i think that 'father' in engrish but no can see him now...bad white coat...
i not sure what postif traits i have..suppose happy - only when not think of white man and home, then more sad - good at art and music, and not judge quick when meet new people. better keep mind open than too closed! bad traits? i cry easy, which very annoy-ing for some i know but i no can help if scared or not happy. um, i no talk much to people since engrish really poor, unless people be from korea, then talk a lot. and i no tell when sick. last i did, i lock'd in hospital with white coat and people who very soon not living no more..scaredy place and i not ever go back, no not ever, so no say when feeling badly. then, maybe white man let me go home..."
THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY
"well appa be korean, but umma - 'mother' engrish word - be like white coat. she had yellow hair, green eyes, white skin, and she talk weird too. appa say he meet her when she at work in korea. he not ever say to me what she do to make money, but i think umma be violin player and travel with orchstra since i find old violin case in her closet when young. anyway, appa and umma marry and i born two years after in korea. i not remember much before sick, but appa say we happy for long time. then i start getting sick, and umma worry, think i go crazy - i act and speak strangely, and no could stand or walk right and kept seeing things no really there - so she take me to sick house. the white coat there stupid, very stupid, not know what wrong with me. umma worry more and tell appa i need go to ah-meri-ka with her, since there the white coat people better than white coats in korea. appa say yes and she take me away from home.
i ten at time; i not seen appa or korea since.
the white man here even more bad than the white coat back home. he say i lose my mind for reason he not know of, and i must be lock'd in sick room with other people who also lose mind. i not happy and i try tell umma that not problem, i no crazy, but she not hear me and gave me to white man. i spend three years with crazies, and white man do tests to see what wrong with me. he make me eat weird pills and ask me strange things with words i not know meaning of and once tie me in jacket that buckle funny since i try to run away. i start hate-ing ah-meri-ka then and the sick houses for crazy people, and really hate man in white coats. three years after umma come for me and say she no think white coat know what he doing and took me to another hospital to see other man. this one put my head in giant machine and take strange pikchures of my skull on inside. he say reason i act weirdly due to 'tumor' in brain, which need be taken out right away if i to live. i not like the sur-jury. they not put me to sleep, only make so i not feel pain when cut into my skin and bone. i not like seeing the blood or feel-ing knife dig into skin. it scary, but they not let me leave until cut-ing done.
that end tumor problem, but after i start not want to go to hospitals or see white coats no more, start act-ing badly if umma or any people try take me there. then umma die in car crash a year after, while i sit in back seat, and i start being scaredy of people not living and seeing ghosts. the white man who cut my head open say i maybe do better if go back to a house for crazies and spend time getting well there, so the not-smiling people who take me after umma gone drop me here and leave. i learn engrish from the not-smiling people before come here so can know a little, but still not good at speak."
THE CREDIT THE CREDIT THE CREDIT
this application was made by the wonderful miaday parade and is not to be used anywhere else by anyone! it's been adjusted slightly from the old knives + pens application from the previous site.
