•BASIC•

Name:
Akira Iblis

Age:
20

Species:
Human?

Birthdate:
December 24

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Looks:

Clothing Style:
Akira prefers to wear darker clothing that seems to hug her form. She thinks they're cute and are more attractive than a lot of 'normal' clothes. She tends to wear a lot of jewelry, she definitely prefers silver over gold—she would never wear anything gold if she had to.

Status:
Single

          •PERSONALITY•

Traits:
Aimless-
Akira, to put it simply, has no plan for the future. She lives her days as they come, and likes it that way. Sure, she has some ideas of what she wants to do, but, she never takes action on them, as she likes how she lives now.

Resentful-
Once you've done harm to Akria or her friends, consider yourself on her bad list. She holds grudges, and chances are she will never forgive what you've done, even if it's minor.

Troublesome-
Akira loves doing things she's not supposed to. She still has that 'teen rebellion' where she likes to do small crimes like thievery, drinking underage, smoking illegal substances, etc. Wherever Alora goes, trouble isn't too far behind.

Leaderly-
Akira has that type of air about her that helps her take charge—she wants to be listened to and she demands to be heard. She will take the reigns in situations and follows her own ideas, she's not a follower or a conformist in any way.

Loyal-
Alora has such a strong loyalty to those she's close with. It's clear to see in the way she talks about them and the way she acts, she would gladly take a bullet for the ones she loves.

Relaxed-
On a regular day, she's pretty laid back when she's around those she's close to. She doesn't care about doing many things, so she's kind of up for anything. She's open-minded, and doesn't mind breaking the rules.

Summary:
Altogether, Akira is a young woman who has followed her own path into doing what she likes and calling her own shots. She's extremely independent, and won't take shit from anyone. Her fierce desire to be herself and do what she loves draws others to her, and her loyalty, open mind, and take-charge attitude make them stay. Well, a few, actually. Many can get tired of her lax day life, while others shy away at the idea of doing small-crimes every night.
She can be a bit aggressive towards people she doesn't trust, and can and will hold grudges—he sure to make a good first impression, she'll remember it.

Strengths:
Independent, self-reliant, strong, capable, adventurous, and tidy.

Weaknesses:
Lazy at times, rebellious, easily frustrated, pessimistic, nihilistic, and vengeful.

Habits:
She constantly picks at her nail polish. When she reads, her lips move slightly, and she sings very /very/ loud in the shower. She also bites her bottom lips when deep in thought.

Hobbies:
Reading comic books, setting small fires, shoplifting, and watching bad sitcoms.

Introvert or Extrovert:
51% Introvert
49% Extrovert

          •HISTORY•

Birthplace:
???

Childhood:
???

Serious Relationships?:
Pania "Paya" Chi- Best friend
Lucia "Lucy" Jones- Best friend

Family:
???

          •MENTAL•

Mental illnesses?:
Dyslexia

Fears/Phobias?:
Equinophobia-fear of horses

Obsessions?:
Comic books and super heroes and 7/11 slushies.

Pet Peeves?:
When people don't take her seriously, when men oversexualize her, when people are rude for no reason, and when people disrespect her or her friends.

          •PREFERENCES•

Favorite food:
Chicken wraps

Least favorite food:
Sushi

Favorite movie genre:
Any superhero movie

Least favorite movie genre:
Superhero/Action

Favorite plant?:
Cannabis

Least favorite plant?:
Those burrs that stick on your clothes when you're in the woods

Favorite animal:
Crow

Least favorite animal:
Frogs and horses

Ideal traits in a partner:
Admittedly—Akira has a type. She wants someone who can hang out and chill, do illegal things with her, and still be chill about it, but also is a voice of reason. She wants someone who lets her know when she goes too far, but will let smaller things slide.

Deal-breaking traits in a partner:
Anyone too stubborn or hyperactive.

          •OTHER•

Smokes?:
Yes

Drinks?
Yes

Pets?:
A pet mouse named Gill.

Occupation?:
???

Powers?:
???

Physical Ailments?:
None.

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Scenario 1:

You hated your town. It was small, with barely over 700 people—meaning that everyone basically knew everyone. The town of Aniol: if you took out the 'i' it'd sound like anal, that fit, everyone seemed to be up your ass about every wrong thing you've done anyway.
Everyone here was super about 'town pride'. It seemed as if this was where a 'battle' took place in the far, far past, against angels and demons. It was all bull, though. The supernatural don't exist, and even if they did, there's so many versions of the story that it doesn't make sense. All of them followed the same basic plot though—angels and demons were fighting for land, the angels came and wiped out the demons and made them flee to the south. It was typical good versus bad fictional story, but the people here took it so seriously it might as well just happened before their very eyes.
That was basically your town—everyone here believes in this dumb town's 'history', they know about everything you do, and rumors spread like wildfire. Especially about those dumb girls.
The three of them practically appeared out of nowhere one day a few years ago—they all moved into that big house that was left empty after Mr. Henklein's kids moved out and he was put in a nursing home. They were loud, rambunctious, and constantly caused trouble. You couldn't help but admire them—they all wore matching leather jackets with pink lettering saying 'Bad Bitches' on the back, smoked weed openly in public despite the glares, and illegally broke into the old bookstore on the edge of town. You didn't have a police station in your town, only the one about 20 or so miles away, so the girls often got away with whatever they were doing.
You weren't sure how it happened, but, it started with a smile at the leader when she passed by in town, then exchanging small hellos at the grocery store, and little conversations while waiting at the only restaurant in town. Eventually, a friendship bloomed between you two, and one day, after you two had ran into each other at the crosswalk in front of the only high school, she popped an extremely serious question.
"Hey," She began. "We've been seeing a lot of each other these past few months...and I've been thinking...we've been looking for a new member for our gang...would you like to join?" You...