Name:
Shiro Tamashi

There was a time when that name fit me…

Nickname/Alias:
Kuro

Kuro. It means black. Like my soul.

Age:
16

Forever and ever, I will be this age.

Gender:
Female

I am indeed a girl, thank you.

Sexuality:
Asexual

its pointless to fall in love.

Love Interest:
None

I have no patience for something as trivial as love

Daytime Appearance:
Kuro looks exactly like any other human on the Earth. Short, layered inky, midnight blue hair falls just below her ears, tickling her cheeks and the hairs on the back of her neck on occasion. Bright, lively slate gray eyes are framed by long luscious lashes.

Kuro can be found wearing a usually only black, white, and sometimes gray. Her tops are mainly black, most of them long sleeved or without straps. Kuro has a thing against pants and will only wear shorts, or tights of every design. Her shoes consist of high heels and the occasional Converse or Vans.

I try and blend as much as possible

Night-time Appearance:
At night, Kuro doesn’t go through a very appearance shifting change. Her eyes will turn from slate gray, to a dark blood red. Her sense of style also changes, from a casual, yet statement making wardrobe, to a punk/rock style. Dressing in such clothing, Kuro also wears black sunglasses, giving other a clear message to stay away from her.

of course black clothes make it easier for me to go unnoticed by my prey. How convenient

Personality:
Many people believe that because Kuro is a vampire, she is cold and heartless. Though this is partly true, Kuro does not act like that all the time. If she did, she would most definitely end up trying to kill herself again.

Kuro can be described as emotionally unstable. Every little thing can tick her off, or it can turn her into a sobbing mass of ‘human’ flesh. During the day, Kuro likes to stay holed up in her room, drawing a comic she has been working on since coming back to the world of living, or reading a book she picks up from the library, one of the rare times she will venture out of her cozy apartment.

However at night, Kuro personality does a complete 180. After the intial change of her eyes going from a warm slate gray to a cold blood thirsty red, Kuro can not sit still until she has made her kill. When on the hunt for her prey, Kuro like to take her time, killing them as slowly as possible, silencing their screams with a piece of their own clothing, ripped off them and used as a gag.

I’m a sadist, what can I say?

Weapon:
Kuro loves to use any type of blade, but to compliment her punk/rocker appearance, she always has a switchblade or sometimes even a few intricate daggers hidden along parts of her body.

It’s a reminder of what I have done

Weakness:
Anything to do with the police force. Ever since she killed her mother, Kuro has had an extreme fear of all of them, going as far as to kill them if they find her at night, secretly fearing they will take her away for the murder of her parents.

I still don’t regret it. It’s a happy memory now

Death:
Kuro, unlike others, ended her life herself. She was being hunted by everyone, loved by none. Her life here on Earth was pointless. So one day she was able to steal a few pills and overdosed. To make that she never woke up the next morning, both her wrists were slit.

What’s the point in life when everything hates you?

History:
Kuro was born under the name Shiro, meaning ‘white’ in her native land, Japan. As she grew up and went through her child and teen hood, her name went from white to black, earning her the name Kuro.

When she was younger, Kuro(or Shiro) was the epitome of kindness, innocence, and brought happiness to everyone around her. Except her family that is. Because Kuro was not keeping up her grades, barely passing everything, her parents relentlessly punished her. It did not take them long to discover what was keeping her from fulfilling her duties as a well rounded daughter and hindering her studying abilities; Music.

Of course they took it away from her, as well as any time spent with her friends. It did wear on Kuro’s good, happy nature and soon she was disobeying her parents, lashing out at them, going as far as to strike her own mother due to her anger. It took some time, but she was able to get her wild temper under control, and ever since her parents did not try and upset her, fearing what their own child could do to them.

Sensing her parents fear, Kuro turned from a sweet innocent teenager to a dark, sinister one. Everything about her changed. Her sense of style in clothing, her taste in music, even her taste in food was affected by the drastic change.

One day, a knock came on her Kuro’s bedroom door. It had been a hard day at school, she did still try and please her parents as a sort of apology for her sudden change, and she wanted nothing more then to curl up in her bed and sleep all her worries away. However her father had other plans. He barged into her room, shortly after he knocked, and began to scream at her. Though Kuro’s style and overall demeanor changed, she could still be, and was, a sweet innocent girl who wanted nothing more then to make her parents happy. She started crying, which only made her

Finally fed up with her own father’s treatment to his only daughter, Kuro turned her head back around, barely wincing at the pain the movement caused her. Standing at her full, yet short, height, she grabbed the nearest sharp object she could find lying around, her pocket knife. Kuro gazed at her father, eyes narrowed and full of malice. He tried to reach for her, to tell her to stop, but the words died on his lips, a deep knife wou father angrier with her. He slapped her, causing her head to whip to the side, a loud slap, followed by the sickening crack of her neck was the only thing that was heard in the room. nd appearing on his throat. He fell to the ground with a deafening thud. It took a few minutes for Kuro to realize what she had done, and it scared her that she didn’t even feel bad for doing so. Nevertheless, she screamed, almost dropping the blade.

Her mother rushed in, taking one look at Kuro’s bloodied clothing and her husband lying dead on the floor, blood staining the carpet below, to know what happened. Rushing out of the room, she picked up the phone to call the cops when a knife protruded from her stomach. A short cry was heard before she too collapsed to the floor, the life slowly draining from her body until nothing was left.

if only I had cleaned up, I might not be here

Goal:
To understand the reason she did what she did and finally put the past behind her

What part of my past? Surely its not my parents…

Other:
Kuro loves to listen to instrumental music (specifically the violin), as well as rock/metal, and what some call Satanist music.

Theme:
Instrumental:Last Resort

Rock/Metal:Down with the Sickness
Nightmare
Sell Your Soul

‘Satanist’: Pandora's Music Box
Nightmare
The Grim Reaper