<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/f5/22/caf522daf320ae936586bf88184a1c55.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Kirana Putri Anggraini</span><br/><br/><strong>AGE:</strong>22<br/><strong>GENDER:</strong>Female<br/><strong>SEXUALITY:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>BLESSED BY:</strong>Aphrodite<br/><strong>NICKNAMES:</strong>Kira, Rana (only Elias gets to call her that)<br/><br/><strong>LIKES:</strong>Plants, gardening, soap operas, drama shows (K-Dramas), instant noodles, pop music, Eli, dancing, FOOD, hot tea, SPICY FOOD, watching K-Dramas with Eli, little children and babies, animals, watching Eli paint, jasmines, FREE FOOD, discounts and bargains, helping others, Eli’s food<br/><br/><strong>DISLIKES:</strong>Being the center of attention, being pushed into the center of attention, people talking smack about Eli, work, bland food, not having food, caterpillars, being hungry, being tired, not having her phone, being asked for money, not being with Eli, cold weather, being alone, being betrayed by those she trusts<br/><br/><strong>SKILLS &amp; POWERS</strong><br/><br/><em>- Mastery of Pencak Silat:</em>Due to her father's overprotective nature, Kirana was pushed into learning pencak silent from a young age. Both in self-defense of herself and her younger sisters, and to preserve their cultire. Now, she has become a deadly fighter.<br/><br/><em>- Green thumb:</em>Kirana takes great pride and joy in caring for plants. It started from her family growing their own fruits, vegetables and herbs, but Kirana soon found that there was much enjoyment to be found toiling in the dirt. Gardening fulfils her motherly sensibilities (providing care to young sprouts) and gives her a sense of tranquillity to be surrounded by greens. Thus, over the years, she has learned to grow and take care of any plant anywhere, anytime.<br/><br/><em>- Multilingual:</em>Speaks over 5 languages including English, Mandarin, Dutch, Japanese, and Indonesian, which is her mother tongue.<br/><br/><em>- Great cook:</em>Being the oldest girl in the family, Kirana was taught to cook from a very young age, and so, she knows her way around the kitchen, and she loves her spices. 100% Wife Material.<br/><br/><em>- Bunny Rabbit:</em>While taking care of the Aphrodite Garden, Kirana discovers an abandoned rabbit burrow that had seemingly been raided by a fox. Inside the burrow, she discovered a tiny Netherlands dwarf rabbit kit that looked only a few days old and decided to adopt and take care of it. She named the rabbit Chocola (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c6/84/93/c68493f2de37183e778d18d0f1e2743e.jpg), and she has been her best friend every since.<br/><br/><em>- Entrancing performer:</em>When she was young, her parents had her join a cultural studio to keep her in-tune to Indonesian culture. Thus, she was taught a variety of different traditional instruments, dances, and songs. Later, she would be made to perform them in cultural festivals in Indonesia and even abroad. Her heart, however, is in dancing. Although she prefers traditional dances, she has been learning some modern dances as well. Due to Aphrodite's blessing, however, it is physically impossible to look away from her alluring movements when she dances.<br/><br/><em>- Irresistible Charm:</em><br/>Not only in dance, Aphrodite has also blessed Kirana with a near-supernatural ability to passively entrance and allure anyone in general. Though this ability is greatly amplified when she is performing, it is still enough to make one's gaze linger and ignite one's desire. Simply through the way she moves, the way she smiles, the way she speaks, and the unintentionally risque/seductive fit of her clothes, almost like a siren song.<br/><br/><em>- Sexual Invincibility:</em>Due to Aphrodite's Blessing, Kirana is able to withstand even the roughest, toughest, harshest, most physically taxing forms of sexual foreplay and/or intercourse. This allows her to virtually fulfil any type of kink or fantasy and derive pleasure even from physical abuse, as long as it is in the context of sex. Additionally, she is also protected from any actual injury or harm during sex - as long as the purpose of the brutality is sexual pleasure - which may have seriously injured her or threatened her life otherwise. Bruises, scratches, or soreness from sex only last a day at most and is completely healed the next day.<br/><br/><strong>APPEARANCE:</strong>Standing at 5’2 and weighing 127 lbs, Kirana is firm and powerful; her tanned body is lined with strong, lean muscle that cling to her bones and is capable of complex and strenuous athletic activities. Her body is a weapon; flexible yet sturdy at the same time. She possesses an hourglass figure; narrow-waisted with a generous swell of her DD-cup and hips. If she had any ounce of fat on her, it would likely be stored away in her ample breasts. Her warm mahogany eyes peek through a waterfall of jet black, waist-length locks; flowing like black silk. As for what she wears, less is more, Kirana always says. She prefers the simple things, cheap but durable garments. Dresses, skirts, shirts, shorts, to tanks, she dresses for her comfort and mood. Although, often she prefers modest, polite clothing. Of course, when the time calls for more tasteful clothing, she never holds back. With garments she sewed and wove and stitched herself, she can be quite an attention grabber as well with motifs and embroidery, jewellery and form-fitting silhouettes.<br/><br/><strong>PERSONALITY:</strong>Kirana is - in a word - a fire; warm and welcoming, beckoning, but will burn you if you get too close. Humorous and easy going, kind and easy to get along with, Kirana is a nurturer who is very much in touch with her motherly side, and once you win her heart, you can expect dogged loyalty and devotion. She is kind and caring, endlessly patient and understanding, and she empathises with anyone easily, even if she has never met before. When you first get to know her, you would find that she is polite, well-mannered and humble, but once you get to know her better, you will realize that she is actually quite mischievous and cheeky, often making bad puns or cheesy pickup lines. You can almost say she is almost one of the guys, if it weren’t for the ladylike poise and regal behaviour she exudes subconsciously in moments of silence. Though she seems selfless and naive, when it comes to money, she is very calculating and stingy, and becomes extremely prideful when discussing things she’s passionate about. She is resilient and tough, physically and mentally; she is capable of taking a punch and throwing one too. However, that does not mean she lets her fists fly freely. On the contrary, Kirana is a pacifist who will only fight to protect those she cares about. But once she gets a taste of violence, she will fight tooth and nail with great determination, utilizing her surroundings resourcefully, and it will be near-impossible to stop her. However, it is for this very reason that she prefers to stay out of conflict and rarely interferes with other people’s business. Although she is a hard worker, she is severely undisciplined – often following her heart and moods - and is very laid back, sometimes leaning more along the lines of being lazy. But behind her warm smile and hardy laugh, Kirana hides a great insecurity and lack of self-worth, often causing her to keep her thoughts and feelings to herself, bottling them up and hiding them behind her smile. She has a big heart, letting others in quite easily and wearing her heart on her sleeve. She is passionate, and she feels her emotions powerfully, though she is very shy and hesitant around strangers. Once you earn her trust, she will fight for you, and prioritize you over herself no matter what. However, being the innocent person that she is, she tends to only see the best in people, hence, when this trust is placed on the wrong peraon, she suffers from the consequences and is unable to escape, which makes her prone to depression.<br/><br/><strong>CHARACTER BACKGROUND:</strong>Kirana came from a well-off family. She grew up in a nice, large house with plenty of space for her and her two younger sisters to run and was raised by loving parents. It was an idyllic life; the kind you'd see in movies and romanticised in media. Her father being a politician meant she grew up with quite a few perks in her life, and being a distant relative of the Sultan gave a few others, especially where she lived. People respected her, prioritised her, looked up to her even. She was a role model; to her friends, her sisters, and even her neighbours. She was the example in every extracurricular activity she was involved in. And that meant pressure, and expectations. Very, very high expectations. It was only natural, of course, for the eldest daughter of a prominent politician to be someone admirable, she had to be for the sake of her father’s electability. The same went to her mother and her sisters, of course, but she was her father’s successor.<br/><br/>And that meant, she was always busy.<br/><br/>Being groomed in the appropriacies of her culture by her mother and her grandmother ("You must know how to dance this dance, sing this song, play this instrument and cook these meals!") and being involved in a art and culture studios (these studios often taught traditional dances, instruments, and traditional crafts) and martial arts school (for pencak silat, of course) the moment she could stand up on both feet without falling over. Her life was planned out for her and for the most part, she’d simply just followed along. Although none of her decisions had truly been her own, although she never had the freedom most kids her age had, she was happy. Her father was strict, yes, and her life was… Admittedly sheltered, but she was involved in her society and her culture and she got to discover what she loved and do what she loved and she never complained.<br/><br/>Of course, after her first family trip to Ubud (her mother's hometown), Kirana truly discovered her love of dance. Being the center of traditional dance, Ubud allowed her to enjoy dance on her own accord, outside of obligation. She discovered the lush, rolling, green paddy fields and stretching forests gave her great joy - made her feel at home - and she has been trying to replicate it at her home in Jogjakarta since. At the age of 14, she became more proficient in her pencak silat and dance as the two flowed well into each other, winning her several competitions in the city and region. Thanks to her father’s influence, she was also often invited to dance at the keraton (the sultan’s palace) in front of many visiting tourists, and her love of the art always manages to overcome her stage-fright.<br/><br/>At the age of 18, everything changed. As Aphrodite's blessing took affect, people - men in particular - began to be drawn to her more... Womanly parts. Her lips, her hips, her breasts, her legs, and naturally, her ass. Suddenly her body was the most interesting thing about her, and mind you, ever since hitting puberty, Kirana has always been curvaceous, with an hourglass body well-trained from dance and silat. But now, there was a special kind of allure that seemed to<em>force</em>people to notice. She started getting stares as she walked down the street, and all her clothes seemed to fit different; more form-fitting and revealing, and – when she dresses in her dance costumes – obscenely seductive. And in her conservative culture, that was the biggest crime a woman could commit. Despite her status, men began to catcall and stare. Women began to gossip and sneer. She got into trouble with her teachers and her parents just for looking the way she was, without intending to. Her friends began to drift away, because she has now become infamous for being a “naughty” girl, and a bad influence. She was alone, shunned even by her own family and kept away from her own sisters, losing motivation to leave her room, let alone the house, and she was no longer able to do things she previously loved.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, she was eventually driven out of the house – in some very unflattering clothes – to attend a big festival where her family needed to make an appearance. They stayed for pictures and were then free to wander the fair. And that was when it happened.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Trigger warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">In the crowd, someone pressed a chloroform cloth over her nose and mouth, and everything faded to black. When she woke up, she was laying on the ground in an empty alleyway and was no longer clothed. There was a man on top of her, his breath reeking of alcohol, and there was a sharp, unbearable pain in her nethers. She was being raped. The thought repulsed her, angered her, and she had never been so furious in her entire life. With a strength she didn’t even know she had, she freed her hands and punched the man square in his face, sending him back with the force behind her hit. She could not see his face, but frankly, she didn’t care. All she knew was that he had to <em>pay</em>. The tables reversed, she was on top of him now, bludgeoning his face with her fists over and over, until her knuckles were bruised and coated with warm blood. She beat him unconscious, and once her fury subsided, she realized what she had done. Horrified, she picked up whatever clothing of her’s she could find and ran to the police station, frantically trying to explain what had happened. She was allowed to call her family while they investigated her claim, but her troubles did not stop there. She became pregnant, and her family wanted the baby gone. They tried as best as they could to cover it up, but word travels fast, and the word was that she had become pregnant out of wedlock at the age of 19. And to make matters worse, she had gotten an abortion to get rid of the baby too. Probably so she could go and get pregnant all over again. If she had been a naughty girl before, she was a slut, a whore, a prostitute now. </div></div><br/><br/>The case became a court trial, where her rapist would be sentenced to prison. She was harassed for showing her face on the streets, gossiped about endlessly, and even featured on tabloids and gossip shows. When she could – if she did not have to show up in court - she locked herself in her room all day and night, refusing to come out even to eat. She started getting… Visitors. Thugs who were the “friends” of her rapist, trying to get revenge on her. They trashed their yard and loitered about in front of their gates. Police had to watch their home, on 24-hour surveillance, and it was causing further stress on her and her family. To them, she brought nothing but trouble, and they wanted nothing more to do with her. They wanted her gone, just like her unborn child, and she was to be cast out from the only home she knew, written out of the inheritance and scratched out of their wills. She would be left with nothing, and this<em>broke</em>her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Trigger Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hearing this, she decided to face her fate, coming out to meet the thugs who had been harassing them. They isolated her and cornered her, and then… They had their way with her. Her body was beaten and bruised, violated and used, but this time, she didn’t fight back. She didn’t want to. She thought about her family, the damage she had done, and she wanted to end it all right then and there, so she took it. But she was surprised to find that not only did she stay alive, her body was <em>reciprocating</em> too. She was so disgustingly <em>good</em> at satisfying each and every one of them, and most shockingly of all, it satisfied <em>her</em> too. It made her feel <em>good</em>. It made her feel in control. And that <em>pissed</em> her off. Because that meant everything everyone said about her… Was right. She took out her anger on the thugs that had used her, and beat down every single one of them right there and then, while they were weak in the knees and their heads were spinning from the pleasure. The past had repeated itself, but this time, she was taking control in her own hands. She was going to run away.<br/><br/>And that was what she did.</div></div><br/><br/>Packing her things, she left that very night, with what little money she had, she took a bus to a different city – Jakarta, to be exact – and tried to start a new life. She tried to find regular jobs, washing dishes, working at restaurants, but anyone who recognized her face didn’t want anything to do with her and her bad reputation. So she was left with the only reliable way she could make money; her body. She went to clubs and bars, casinos and empty roads, escorted men, bedded them, whatever they wanted for a price. It was enough to get her through the day, but her options were always limited. There was a stamp on her forehead that branded her as being unwanted, and she took whatever she could get away with. If she stayed at nice hotels, then they would ask for an ID and her identity would be revealed. News would come and… People would know where to find her. If she tried to rent an apartment, the problem was the same. At least in cheap motels and inns, she could use a fake identity, and they won’t ask for an ID. Life was tough, but she did what she needed to do to survive.<br/><br/>When she turned 20, however, she was approached by a woman she had never seen before. At first she thought this woman must have been a celebrity or a pageant queen, because she was the most stunning person she had ever seen. And when she spoke of gods and goddesses, blessings and being chosen, for a moment, Kirana thought she had died at some point and this person was an angel, tasked with taking her to heaven. And that was only partially incorrect. For the next thing she knew, she was given a beautiful home in a beautiful place, and<em>true</em>second chance. A place where no one knew who she was, what she’d done, and she could be who she wanted to be. And that meant… Someone who was not Blessed by Aphrodite, but Kirana. Just Kirana.<br/><br/><strong>FACE CLAIM:</strong>Liza Soberano<br/><br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">More Pictures</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/31/62/0a/31620a92425ccf20c1fc29856e8c92ef.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4b/3b/10/4b3b107b39430bb5e90f2b1ea047abc3.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/11/69/f3/1169f3f773d416c35c94b745539d4ed9.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/23/04/4a/23044aec9a593e97ff72ac96d5363a60.jpg)<br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/04/74/79047423de08911f84bfe3bbe9d10325.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4d/a5/7c/4da57cea8206f21bff06360473b654ce.gif) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3b/49/71/3b497190aea9f659bf6d62666bd4b7ca.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a1/02/4e/a1024e21286339cbdf68ba536aef2fd0.jpg)</div></div></div>