[Kimora Mii'Mairee]

What has come over me
What madness taken hold of my heart

player name/alias» Ash aka ::Buttercup::
age» 17 + tax and S&H
contact info» Ask & I’ll tell ^_~
other characters» None yet

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The source of my recovery
Sweet shadow taking hold of the light

full name» Kimora Sarai Mii’Mairee
nickname/alias» Kay, Kim-Kim (Only to close friends & family)
birthdate» 17 December
age» 24-Years
occupation» Sous & Pastry Chef
sexuality» Heterosexual

race» Human
species» --------
affiliation» --------
position» --------
born/converted» ---------

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For saving me from all they’ve taken
Letting my armor fall again

likes»

• Cooking
• Animals
• Strong pleasant smells
• Challenges
• Soft fabrics
• All sorts of music
• Traveling
• Having her hair brushed
• Long hot baths
• Spending time with friends and family
• Reading & Writing
• Her Australian Shepherd, Cho-Co

dislikes»

• The word hate
• Feeling abused
• Her own weaknesses
• When close ones are in a hard time
• Failing
• Heights
• Wearing too much to bed
• Being judged or discriminated because of her background
• Asian & Black stereotypes
• Immature & ignorant people

fears»

• Heights
• Losing close friends and family
• Making a huge mistake
• Getting unorganized
• The popping sound of balloons
• Horror Movies and/or high pitched screams

habits»

• She’s a perfectionist, everything needs to be perfect
• Tradition, tradition, tradition. She’s loyal towards her Thai background to the very last detail, although she admits that she doesn’t respect some of the customs.

psychological description»

A hard worker from the very beginning, she tries to get herself up there in the world as more than just another pretty face in the crowd. All about respect and self disciplined, she puts her duties, family and pride before anything else, including strong affection towards another person. At first it started out as just wanting to wait to start dating when she got out of high school but then as the duties and obligations got bigger and bigger, so did love on her list.

Extremely open with her morals and values, she's one of very few secrets and one of a million plus words. Living without regret is her number one goal in life, although she only proves herself to be somewhat if a hypocrite, since she really wants to live the whole everyday dream for a home and family but with her schedule, she often gives up hope for that chance to come. Many men have came her way but time after time again, she would always occasionally turn them down for her own self gain. And now at times, she wonders if she's been no more than arrogant for thinking about nothing other than herself.

But alas, aside from her whole relationship issues, Kimora can be quite shy at times, despite her very open Asian heritage. Not very talkative at first but once you manage to break underneath her thin icy layer, she'll warm up to you very easily. Though, there's one major thing that really gets her out of her enclosed box, and that's the arts. Whether it be from the kitchen to pencil & paper, even all the way to sports and music, when around the right environment almost anything can suddenly escape her lips. From the most outrageous of statements to the more adorable of commitments.


Always smiling with eyes full of life or wandering around with that almost infamous pout with a near blank stare, her thoughts are almost too impossible to read and her blank expression can many of times be misread as some sort of anger or frustration but after you get to know her better, you may just find yourself able to separate each of her slightly different expressions.

Believe it or not, Kimora is very into the whole Asian culture. Even when being able to speak four different languages (Thai, Creole, French and English), her Asian background seems to speak out the most to her. Maybe it was the simple fact that she was raised by mostly her Thai father, since her mother died, and she was taught in the means of his background and traditions. But yet, it was all voluntary on her behalf and it just so happened to spark her attention and eventually got her into the cuisine and even some of the traditions of wearing certain colors on certain days for good luck. While, occasion, she'll try to avoid black as much as possible unless she's having a depressing day or going out on a formal occasion.


• Monday is Yellow
  
• Tuesday is Pink
  
• Wednesday is Green
  
• Thursday is Orange
  
• Friday is Blue
  
• Saturday is Purple
  
• Sunday is Red

skills/abilities»

Kimora has always been an artist at heart. From the visual & performing arts all the way down to her profession in the culinary arts. Her style is unique but very traditional at the same time. Then when her intellectual attributes in science and math come together, it’s easily seen that she works well underneath pressure. When a complication is shown, there’s always a back up plan. Almost like an OCD scientific movement, for every action has an equal and opposite reaction, she almost never does anything without a backup plan set aside for another turn about.

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This self discovery
Redemption taking hold of my mind

play-by» Tomika Skanes
picture»

physical description»

Standing at a near perfect five foot, eight inches, she’s about four solid inches away from the average female height. Born with discipline from both her parents and aided along by her surrounding peers, Kimora is a woman in shape. Everything from her well-defined, curvy chest to her small waist, all the way down to her thick, African inspired thighs. Though, not a bodybuilder or an user of any kind of dietary supplements, her body still remains slender, retaining all her feminine attitudes, developed from her mother, which is perfect for whenever she decides to have children.

Her hair, when all natural, many people can see her wandering around with her dark brown hair in it’s natural curls that caresses every curve on her face and just dangles a few inches off her shoulder blades, though when straightened, her hair easily touches her backside without much trouble at all. Although, usually only straightening her hair on Sundays or special events, people are more likely to see her in her all natural state or with thick wavy curls circling her face.

Since, Kimora is neither full African nor Asian; her complexion tends to vary, depending on the season and how much sunlight she gets. So, ranging from mild-tone mocha (her lightest shade) to a bronze cappuccino, she’s a woman of natural color, so you won’t see her floating about with tons of layers of make up on. Maybe some dark eye shadow, eyeliner and a simple gloss every now and then, but other than that, hardly anything at all, unless, once again, it’s another formal event of which she would completely go all out.

A simple girl at heart, minus her cooking style, she doesn’t like to dress up much and she usually keeps it simple with a pair of form fitting jeans and a random top she manages to pull out the dresser but you can bet that she’s comfortable. Not really one to crave attention, she tends to blend in quite easily and even with her fashion deficiency, she still manages to keep up with the latest fashions, even if she’s a few weeks late.

transformation description» ------------

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Dark maiden take ahold of my hand
Lead me away from hibernation

family»

Gabrielle Lawrence-Mii’Mairee ::Mother:: [Deceased]
Hu Jin Mii'Mairee ::Father:: [Retired in New York]
Jin Mii'Mairee ::Elder Brother:: [International Business Associate, Traveling]

homeland» New York, New York
history» Before we can even begin to start with Kimora Mii'Mairee herself, we'd have to look further back into her parent's history before we can even begin to start about the main character- Her mother, Gabrielle Lawrence was a well-known showgirl in Broadway. Working the stage six days a week, four shows a day. She never once believed in having a holiday, since her profession was everything to her as she loved to dance and sing in front of an ever changing crowd. Never once was there ever a blank seat nor was there never the casual person to sneak in pass the ticket collector to get the autographs of the ladies of the performance almost every other night.

She, Gabrielle was brave and courageous, while sometimes a bit of a lecture, while she played with most men like a loose thread between her fingers. Not quite believing in settling down, she was wild all throughout her life with the occasional boyfriend to keep her warm at night but never actually taking that extra step forward, while her friends all got engaged and married, she was still that single kitten well into her late twenties.

Now, Kimora's father, Hu Jin Mii'Mairee, he was a very prideful business man. Strict as his always tailored suits, he was one that most people in the Asian business tend to fear for his high IQ and his sharp tongue when it came to numbers, international business affairs and even his own relationship status. Going through three different marriages all within a course of six years, women were more like seasons to him. They're there one day and gone the next, and with each new signed divorce, there was always another woman on the side who was way more than willing to take their place.

He traveled back and forth all across the globe, dealing with a variety of different people and even once getting himself shot at a business deal that went extremely wrong in a source of poor communication between translators. But alas, even after getting himself injured, he returned to work the very next day and this time became more alert to foreign affairs, while taking the time in order to do more business deals between The States and Thailand.


Eventually, the two would finally meet at a social gathering in a Downtown restaurant & bar. Then, to truly be honest, they absolutely hated each other at first. He made a sly comment about Black women and she made a lecherous comment about Asians in the lower region. Back and forth they argued non-stop in an entertaining fit of complete non-sense, while also unknowingly sparking amusement in the people around him. 'Fighting like a married couple,' one person had the nerve to say and ironically the two became oddly fond of their childish bickering. So, after a few months of their love/hate relationship, marriage came around. Her mother was 29 and her father was 41 at the time.

Gradually, her father managed to get a permanent job there in New York, as her mother finally started to settle down and retired from off of the stage and became an at home mother to their first child, Jin Mii'Mairee, a boy and later on Kimora herself, just four years after the fact.

Now, for a while things went on the usual way, much like the everyday family setting. The mother cooked, the children messed around with one another and the father brought home the funding. Though, as things were looking up in their new Fresh Meadows, New York home, just a few weeks after Kimora turned 4-years old, her mother was diagnosed with the worst case of breast cancer. Then, by July of the following year, she was gone and for the first time, both Kimora and her brother Jin finally saw their father cry.

Things around the household started getting restless for a good eight and a half years, since now there had to be a nanny taking care of the children, while their father was off at work. It was both frustrating for the children as well as the father but it seemed to be effecting Jin a little bit more. Becoming more protective and defensive around his younger sister, grunting and practically growling at any guy that would come near her, especially when she started to go through puberty.

Though at the time, Kimora wasn't really into those of the opposite gender but more focused on her school and other school activities in middle school and high school, such as gymnastics, language clubs and even taking on the National Honors Society. Never once, did her grades slip lower than a B+ average in any of her classes and many of times, she would become Student of the Month is this or that. She was basically a perfectionist child, following in her father's footsteps but at the same time driving down the same path as her mother, minus the occasional men.

Later, into her junior year in high school, after have already skipping a grade of elementary, she was given yet another opportunity to get ahead. Taking an advanced state test, she was granted access to graduate a year early from school, also a few full and half scholarships to a variety of schools. Though, now out of high school, she and her father began to bicker back and forth about what major she should study underneath.

Since, her brother was now into business like his father and their grades were practically the same, her father repeatedly stressed that she should take up underneath the business or medical field but her passion continuously argued that she was more into the culinary arts, since her love was in cooking and being around foods. Her father didn't seem to understand the fact and out of four months of fighting, he finally caved in and agreed to her choice of study.

Gradually, Kimora of course went through the whole eight years of college to later receive a Culinary Arts Degree with honors and quite a few recommendations from her instructors and co-op managers for her trade. Only of which would soon lead her off to Muertan to further pursuit her cooking career, starting off as a Sous and Pastry Chef.

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Stare into the night
Power beyond containing

other»

• Still a virgin, yes, they still exist.
• She’s both Thai & Liberian
• Used to do gymnastics
• She doesn't swear
• She's extremely affectionate and may be confused with being flirtatious
• Speaks French, Thai, Creole and English
• Has a deep but smooth Asian accent

custom member title» Self Copyrighted
rp sample» Things were looking up this mid-afternoon as the traffic was at the bare minimal and the tourists were out of sight. The middle of the week always seemed to be the most comfortable days of the week and she wasn’t one to complain as the only thing she would normally do on the weekends is either sleep or cook, either way she would stay home, if she wasn’t out jogging around the city.

These were the days that made her miss New York at times, just all the busy bodies running to and fro trying to get from destination to destination. Just knowing that there was some life around in society made her day a whole lot better than hoping for some sort of entertainment to lighten things up.

Though, she had to admit that she loved the peace and common sense of the Europeans she surrounded herself around. There was more of a chance of someone just smiling at you just to smile and it always seemed to give you that warm feeling in the middle of your chest every single time you felt like you were homesick or just in need of some affection—even though on the side line, they might be secretly talking behind your back about silly Americans and their abnormal and absurd customs, but after a while, you just got used to it.

Closing her eyes, Kimora sighed out loud as she wandered around the streets for a little while. Taking in familiar scenery, her eyebrow immediately arched up out of curiosity of the new feature she didn’t quiet regulate as a familiar spot. Wandering closer towards the new feature, she tilted her head off towards the side as she read up on a flyer that seemed to duplicate itself around from building to building about a new club here in the city.

Taking interest to it almost immediately, she looked down at her watch for the time and soon turned to read a nearby map for directions. Scratching underneath her chin, she didn’t seem to find any reason why not to check up on the new establishment for one, she was in the area and two, just the fact that she really didn’t have anything planned for the time being. So, shrugging her shoulders as she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, she made her way off, minding traffic as she crossed over a street or two.



Brushing her hair as she finally came to a stop in front of a large building, practically in the middle of no other major attractions, she looked around from the outside to see a few people here and there start to wander in. So, following in pursuit, even though she oddly new that she was a bit ‘over dressed’ for the occasion. She couldn’t help her curiosity as she wandered into a pretty vastly open area of three floors of nothing but soft music and small crowds looking around, while few were daring enough to begin to dance on the floor.

From the looks of things, everything was going by pretty slow for the most part but it was gradually getting there and was doing quite fine for a new business, so she had to give credit when credit was due. Especially, since it was suppose to be a ‘nightclub’ but yet it already has people coming in at just underneath five in the afternoon. Shaking her head as she received a few odd looks, she shrugged it off and went over to take a seat at the bar..

This post has been edited by Kimora Mii'Mairee on Apr 29 2009, 12:50 PM

[Jen]

Thank you and welcome to Luna de Sangre!
OMG! It's a virgin! WHAT'S THAT!?!?!?! So bad... *gigglesnort*