Lulu's Journal

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Lulu | Lesley Sato 

           

 

*Profile*
» Username: Lulu
» Real name: Lesley Sato
» Age: 17
» Gender: Female 
» Height: 5'2"

 

*History/About*

 

Lesley was born a healthy baby, a happy baby. Just like all children deserve to begin. Her hair was as fiery on that day as it had remained her whole life. Her eyes large and a beautiful burnt auburn. Her skin an olive tone, she was a gorgeous child, loved so deeply by those around her. Her mother worked at a bakery, making different arrangements of pastries and muffins. As a child Lesley would invade the stores display tables and reach for any sweat treat she could wrap her toddler fingers around. Her mother adored her with such a passion that not even punishment was in order. It wasn't until she had reached the age of four that her life took a turn no one could of thought up. She came down with an illness that affected her hearing, making words and sounds slowly deafen overtime. She eventually became completely susceptible to the virus, never being capable of hearing since. Her parents fought to try and afford the surgery it would cost to mechanically replace her hearing, but the price was just too high. Her father became very sick minded, blaming himself for the downfall of his only daughter. Afraid that he had failed as a father, and was undeserving of walking the world any longer. He ended his own life a year after the incident, leaping from the top of a six story building, and falling to a death that could never be unseen. 

 

Her mother fell into a jealous rage, unable to comprehend why he would leave them with nothing. She hated ever morsel of his being, because killing himself meant that they were to die soon after. Lulu spent her years learning this new language called sign, and her mother had to endure the training as well. But as these years wen ton, her mother became tired, she was sick too often, and Lesley hated to see her in the state. Work was overtaking her being, and work would be her downfall if action wasn't taken. Lesley decided that her mother would have to make some rash decisions for them to survive. So she helped her mother get dressed-up, sent her to an event with people of all kinds, most of which possessed money. Her mother found a half way decent man, and he took care of the from then on out. Sure he was twice her mothers age, and he always seemed to look at Lesley with a rather odd tension. But he had what they needed, and like most ignorant men, he willingly gave it up. Lesley refused his attempts to get her the surgery that would replace her hearing, she was content with this lifestyle, she no longer wanted permanent hearing. But this new version of gaming intrigued her. It would bring her to this alternate universe, no on knowing her true background, no one that could call her weak or useless because of her disability. In that world she would be considered an equal.

 

Lesley bought a set as quickly as possible, and she stood in line for hours for the one game that would change her life, SAO. She wanted so badly to start over, to become something of worth, rather then hiding behind her stepfathers money. The day her game began she felt just as alive as she had felt in the first four years of her life. She had decided that this game was going to be her future, that she was finally going to make something of herself. That evening when the opening ceremony began, and the real intention of the game were released, Lesley was crushed. She was stuck in this world, her mother all alone with that man, that man capable of doing anything know that she was defenseless. She shook in fear, and she worried for the fates ahead. She didn't have time to wast, there were no other options, it was survive or die trying. And Lesley was not the type to give up. 

*Virtues*

*Maternal*

Lesley had a thing for making sure ever person that she cared for was comfortable on every aspect. She had an obsession in making sure that she could provide for them, as if their future depended on the decisions that she made. If they were to fail she blamed herself, but if they succeeded she blamed them. It was all a game of mother and child, and she couldn't help but root for the fortune of her loved ones. 

*Crafty*

Her mind was capable of building a solution with only the supplies she was given. She never asked for more, and she made use of everything that was at her disposal. Her quick wits seemed to help her render up some kind of solution whether it was a physical object, or a solution that involved the process of the brain. Her friends found it helpful that her outcome was usually positive, though it may not be in the best interests of everyone.

 

*Calm*

Lesley was never quick to anger, she thought of every possible reason to stay happy in even the worst of situations. It was hard for her to feel hatred toward another person, and hard for her to ever put more stress on herself. She never blamed a living being, but always the situation. Kind of like a wrong place at the wrong time kind of deal. Her heart was too full of love to  ever bring her self to rest in sorrow.

*Flaws*

 

*Envious*

Lesley was always in want of what someone else had. Her heart always came to the conclusion that if she didn't have it, she must not be as good as them. She always compared herself to others in a way that was degrading. She did this without realization, and found herself never feeling completely satisfied. Like a hunger only being held over by a piece of gum, or a glass of water. 

*Trust Issues*

Lesley is afraid to accept someone into her heart and mind without precaution. She finds herself over evaluating a person that is showing her kindness. It may be because of her fathers end, or the way her mother pretends to be in love with her stepfather. But Lesley has a distrust for all people that puts them at a disadvantage before they even meet her. She is of course polite, and would never let a person know her true perspective, but her mind is always sharp, aware of what could be to come.  

*Perfectionist*
Lesley has always found herself wanting things done the way she would do them. Which in her book many people cant do them the way that she can. She has an encouraging spirit, but at the same time doesn't leave room for failure. If it isn't going to be done right, then it shouldn't be done at all. Her mind had a way of working that made every detail stick out, even some that most wouldn't notice. This made it hard to bring her to satisfaction, when doing something that she asked of you. 

Profession: N/A

*Skills*

Points used: 2

Points remaining:0

Non-combat:
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Passive:
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Combat:
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Weapon skills:
»2 handed Assault Spear (Rank 1)

*Inventory*

Weapons/Tools:

-2 handed Assault Spear

-10 Bread

-15 Water
-Cloth Clothing

*RP Tracker*
 

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