WONG,, Sukhi

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N a m e -- Sukhi Wong

A g e -- 18

G e n d e r-- Female

G r a d e -- 12th

A f f i l i a t i o n -- A human

P e r s o n a l i t y -- Sukhi is the kind of girl most people would like to get along with, she isn't overly blunt nor does she tell you lies either, she's great at keep secrets, and loves to hang out with her friends. Despite her past she is quite outgoing and doesn't shy around when there are guys present, she tries to always keep a smiling, happy face on even when she isn't happy because she doesn't like making people feel worse. She is also quite the debater and loves to debate/argue about things, even if they are small and stupid things to argue about. At least half of the time she has a boy-ish attitude and she knows how to fight, since she was enrolled to taking Kung-Fu after her brother .. attacked her so that she could defend herself if something similar ever happened again, she laughs at things girls wouldn't usually laugh at but guys would. In all, she can be outgoing as well as anti-social and loves to be with her friends.


H i s t o r y --

She was born on a fool's day, the first day of April. Who knew that since she was born on that date that it could possibly bring bad luck into her life, though perhaps it didn't. Perhaps it was herself. She was born in Portland, Oregon, a bustling city that wasn't exactly well known but known enough and with great highways too.

Her first bad luck, as you may want to call it was when she was only a mere three and her mother and father divorced. Of course, having an older brother helped and back in the day he was protective of her, especially from their egotistic parents who kept on arguing on who got custody over the two of them. Their mom won and took the two of them in, Damien being older could visit their father if he wanted to while she, Bethany wasn't even contacted by her father. Their parents were egotistical and only once she got to visit her father and that was it. For ever. She did not care, her mother put things in her head. Truths or lies, she did not care. She did not care for the father who did not care about her or even seemed to love her.

Her second bad luck was when she was twelve, her brother wasn't exactly a goody goody but he wasn't a rule breaker either so it had been a real surprise to her when he went in her room one night. He didn't seem slightly like himself that first day, perhaps he had gotten high and didn't know what he was doing but he took off her clothes and his own, gagged her mouth and went on with his business. He was stronger than her and over the next days, she didn't fight back. She was a doll, a play toy. Till her mother came in one day to find her tied up and gagged with her brother on top of her. Boy, had her mother been angry but luckily she did not get pregnant nor catch anything nor was she traumatized by it. She had learned to block it out if needed and get over it. It was stupid to hold on to that stupid fact. How was she going to go on with her life if she didn't?

When she was sixteen, she and her mother moved to Forks, Washington where they started their life anew.

S a m p l e -- Cigarette in mouth, hands clapping, and a little smirk on her face. She never cared if she got caught smoking or doing drugs, if she was to be punished for doing what she wanted to do, so be it.

If she had not passed the auditorium, she would have never heard the music and would have never went in which would have meant that she would have never seen him start. Of course, if you wanted to call it dancing or wanted to call it music but people had their own opinions about what music was what and how it should be classified, personally she didn't care much. "Bravo! Bravo!" She yelled out, after taking out her cigarette and blowing out the smoke. "Oh wait, am I early?" She teased. She made her way towards the stage slowly, taking in everything in the room, it was amazing how life could change in a matter of seconds, it was also amazing to her that the two of them, she and Darren were even friends although they broke up.

"Learned any new moves?" She stuck the cigarette back in her mouth, puffing the smoke in and out. She wasn't scare of death or dying so smoking or doing drugs didn't really scare her, they were all going to die one day. Whether humans liked it or not. It was pretty cool though, to watch Darren dance to the beat of the music and he was pretty good at it too. Though she liked to dance, she wasn't the one to care about it all to much, it was more like a hobby, something she could do off and on and not have to get ready for any competitions or things along those lines at least.

-- That roleplay sample is from another site that I roleplay in.

[Jacob Black]

i like it simple but still to the point