Basic Information
Name: Yoshiko Fukusaku.
Age: 20
Gender: Female.
Profession: Night shift Bar Hostess.
How long have you been a resident of Cardinal City?: 12 months.
Physical Aspects
Appearance: 
Standing at about five foot six she isn't exactly short but nor is she the tallest girl in the nieghbourhood. She has a figure that she'd describe as 'average', with a subtle curve at hips and everything more or less proportionate to her size. Which was the same size she'd been since she was sixteen, a UK average of about 12. She has a rather light looking frame with long arms, fingers and legs which don't look out of place on her body.
Her heritage gives her a naturally tanned complexion, and when she can afford too she likes to add to this with a spot of light sunbathing. She has almond shaped eyes and quite dark blue, almost black iris'. Naturally her hair is a dirty brown colour, but after dying it black a few times it's become naturally more mousey in hue; a colour she doesn't like, and is now constantly kept black. Living with two younger brothers taught her the treachery of long hair and so now she keeps it quite short in usually a stylish messy cut that's never any longer than shoulder length.
Dress sense she's usually quite sensible, liking jeans and t-shirts for slobbing around the house in and elegant but simple dresses for nights out. She often wears heels though, in one fashion or another, giving her that extra height so she's not crushed by the heaving masses. Her Hostess uniform consists of a black button down blouse, black knee length skirt with either black or tan tights and black, simple, ankle buckling shoes.
Equipment: Key ring with multiple keys, donor card, hospital card.
Skills/Hindrances:
Skill:
Needlework- She's a dab hand with a needle.
Tireless- She barely ever seems to take breaks.
Agile- She weaves between the bar flies like a pro.
Hinderances:
Fibromyalgia: Her wrists and ankles ache on varying degrees as days go by.
Two left feet: She can at times be clumsy and trip over her own feet if she's in too much of a hurry.
Forgetful: Has a rather poor memory despite her best efforts to remember everything she's told.
Psychology:
Personality: Her
boss considers her hard working and responsible and is more than happy to leave her to work at her own devices knowing she has the sensibility to carry out her duties without needing to be checked up on every few minutes. She takes criticism well and always tries her hardest to fix whatever problems there might be so as to never allow them to happen again, she's willing to learn and adapt so she can survive.
Patrons to the club might say she was a charming, bubbly and friendly girl who could put up with quite a lot from the drunken people she was often surrounded by, but strict and hellish when she had decided someone has had enough. Her
friends would say she was innately empathic, trying to always understand everyone's problems and mannerisms, while being too forgiving and kind at times and non-confrontational.
She has her problems like everyone else though and suffers at times from anxiety or paranoia; especially work related, in aspects of her life and can sometimes over think things too much for her own good. When asked for help she never thinks on how it could benefit her only if she has the ability and time to do so and is prone to -on occasion- moments of hermit like behaviour where she withdraws from society for a few days.
In conclusion: She is as diverse and multi-faceted as any person, but is not a person that can innately be considered 'bad' or 'unreliable'. She likes to be helpful but is prone to deep thinking on matters of little importance and not forward thinking enough on other matters. She's friendly and kind and often tries to live by the motto
'to unto others as you would have them do unto you.'
History: Her mother was a Police Woman and her father was an IT Supervisior who happened to be at the wrong end of a drunken brawl. It certainly was
not love at first sight as her father was throwing up beside a lamp post at three am, just before she got off of yet another twelve hour shift. However, the next day she came in to see a bunch of half wilted daisies with a hastily scrawled card with an apology and a number hidden on the back. There were many many dates to follow, he was from Japan originally and had come to this country for the sake of work and to escape the rather traditionalist views of his parents. She had always lived in this little town and her parents had also had roles in the community, her father a fire fighter and her mother on the council.
It took a few years but finally he convinced her to marry him, and they took out a mortgage on a beautiful two bedroomed house. Which was just as well as not long after the honeymoon it was revealed that she was pregnant. Many joyous but tiring months were spent preparing the spare room for the babies arrival and when finally on a hot May day a little girl was born they were overjoyed. Yoshiko was a healthy baby from the start who caused little problems; aside from crying at two every morning and then five later that same morning, and before they knew it she was taking her first steps.
She was hiding biscuits behind the skirting boards by the time she was one and a half, and managing to whip off her clothes and nappy in the store or out on the street if her mother stopped for even a few minutes by the time she was two. When she reached four they put her into a nursery where she asserted her place on the food chain by throwing a wicker hamper filled with toys at a boy who had punched her friend and made her cry.
Though she grew up stably and quite happily, before she was in full time school she had two little brothers. Joshua and Jason, who she wasn't too keen on at first, but soon found use for them by drawing on them with felt pens or putting her dress up clothes on them. Sadly for her, before too long they had to move to a bigger house, travelling several towns over to find the perfect place for them. Another mortgage taken out and another manic round of painting and decorating at which point all three kids got used to spending the weekends at their aunts, uncles and grandparents.
By the time she had finished primary school she had two tear away younger brothers who were either the apple of her eye or the bane of her life depending on the day and her mood. They were hectic and hard to watch and her mother at times insisted she play with them much to her despair. There were incidents, a haircutting incident where Joshua decided to cut a hunk of Yoshiko's hair off and soon found himself sporting a bald patch at the front of his head. While there were also pictures of the twins happily wearing dresses and make-up.
Despite the copious ups and downs of family life they were happy enough and by the time she had finished secondary school she had five good grades in standard awards and had moved on to college. Her brothers were now teenagers and were virtually impossible to talk too when not at school, and even harder to talk too IN school! Though they often came together and put their differences aside at family holidays and one memory that stands out for Yoshi is when their maternal grandmother died and the brother's actually hugged her and consoled her while tears ran down their own faces all the same.
She left college with a few more grades, but she had never really had any idea of what she realistically wanted to be. So she decided to up and move to Cardinal City when she was nineteen, she'd wanted to try her hand at writing, she'd been pretty good at writing fiction at school after all. Finding a cheap studio flat and filling it with second hand furniture and cheap, supermarket value foods she began her life as a novice writer.
She found herself a nice little job as a waitress/ hostess of a bar come night club and managed to pull in just barely above minimum wage. Which was enough; though barely, to pay her bills and keep her fed. She wrote, writes, on her days off and whenever the tiring long shifts did not deplete her completely of her will to live. However she has yet to finish a manuscript, even though she has drawers and a laptop filled with half finished stories, as she finds it hard to end books.
It was raining; she remembered, when they announced that there was a murder, the beginning of what was to be the infamous Harlequin killer. It both horrified and intrigued her, this unknown person sweeping in and ending lives so abruptly. It was a morbid thing, she knew that much, but it was also quite inspiring for her personally and so she drew on these thoughts to write her own tale involving a killer similar to the one that roamed the streets (though to date it remains hidden in a file on her laptop and unspoken of).
She considers herself far too plain to be the target of someone like the 'Harlequin', but even still she doesn't stick around too long after her shift finishes.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths
Determination: When she chooses to do something she see's it to the end 90% of the time.
English Lit: Put her in front of anything written in the last three hundred years and she is a happy girl.
Resiliant: Be it physically so (Eg. Colds, flu, bruises and bumps) or mentally so (Eg. Bullying, doubts, suspicion) she is quite resilient in nature, even when something hurts she tries not to make too much of a fuss.
Weaknesses:
Arachnophobia: She goes white as a sheet and literally freezes in front of most arachnids, though she isn't too bothered by garden spiders or smaller.
Astraphobia: You can find her under her bed during a storm with her favourite teddy and a flashlight.
Chocolate: Any woman's weakness, chocolate can save her or seriously get her into trouble in the right hands.
Other: She owns a cat called
Wolfgang and two fish called
ping and
pong. She's taken several different self-defence and martial arts classes through her childhood, though never obtained a very high belt in any of them.
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