<strong>Name:</strong>Yuna Aikawa<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Appearance (real pictures only. Also add any other descriptions of your character you would like):</strong><br/>(http://cfile8.uf.tistory.com/image/201C7D324C833AE4BF05EA)<br/><br/>Born Japanese, Yuna has typical Asian brown hair and round, dark eyes. Her measurements (bust-waist-hips) are 34-24-35 inches. While she looks like an average happy-go-lucky girl on the outside, one may notice that she always wears long sleeved sweaters or gloves. Those are to hide the knife and razor scars she has inflicted there. She also has some on her upper thigh, for when her arms were too full of scars for her to find a fresh patch of skin to cut. Yuna's ears are not pierced, but her nipples and clit are. Because of her clit piercing, Yuna has to keep herself shaven down there, an unusual habit for Japanese women.<br/><br/><strong>Very detailed ons and offs since as a patient things can get quite extreme in an insane asylum:</strong><br/>Ons: Strict restraints, breast play and breast torture, electric, whipping, degradation and objectification, animal roleplay, non-con, sensory deprivation (blindfolds and earplugs), ice, wax, light mutilation<br/>Offs: Scat, gore, being forced to dominate others, orgasm denial.<br/><strong>Possible actions or things that make your character either calm down or get really excited:</strong>The sight of blood excites Yuna in a strange way: Yuna will scramble to it and lick it all up, and even when it is gone, Yuna will continue licking at the spot, or pawing at the source of the blood, hungry for more. When she is like this, sometimes petting her and treating her like a kitten might help. Soothing music also helps Yuna to sleep.<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual, but moderately bi-curious.<br/><strong>Personality(s):</strong>Yuna is quiet and shy on the outside. She somehow manages to maintain a semblance of normality in school and with her few friends. Yuna seldom accepts her friends' invitation to hang out after school, however. Instead, she goes straight home after class. At home, she often locks herself in her room, only leaving it at meal times, when her family forces her to eat with them at the dinner table. Yuna has an obsession with blood and pain, and she would often cut herself for fun. She isn't suicidal, just fascinated with blood.<br/><strong>Diagnosis:</strong>Conduct disorder, with emphasis on self-injury; schizotypal personality disorder, neurosis.<br/><strong>Biography:</strong>Yuna is the only daughter of loving parents, who do not understand what sin they have committed in order to be given such a daughter. Yuna wasn't always addicted to pain. Her early childhood was happy and free from worries. One day, however, when she was 7, she accidently cut herself on some broken glass. She was alone at home at that time, and did not know what to do. The pain made her cry at first, but when the tears subsided, she began to watch with fascination as blood dripped down her fingers. Yuna began to suck on the blood, and that was how her parents found her later, sitting on the kitchen floor with broken glass all around, sucking on her fingers. She refused to move, and her father had to carry her to the clinic, where she only removed her hand from her mouth after much persuasion. Yuna had those cuts stitched up, but she never forgot the taste of blood.<br/><br/>Her first experience with self-mutilation came at age 12, when she was feeling particularly depressed. For some reason, she strongly felt the need to taste the salty-metalic tang of blood. Taking her penknife, she locked herself in the bathroom. One cut led to another, and by the time her mother was banging on the bathroom door, she had five long cuts on her right arm.<br/><br/>Up till now, Yuna had never been an outgoing person, but when the family moved to America for her father's work, Yuna lost contact with all her old friends, and she never really bothered to make new ones. Yuna didn't mind; in fact, she prefered it this way. The only reason why she continued to go to school was because of her love for learning. As long as no one talked to her in class, she was perfectly contented. Meanwhile, her self-abuse continued. Unbeknownst to her parents, she had gotten body piercings, both for the curiousity and for the satisfaction of her hunger for pain. The nipples and clit were some of the most sensitive parts of the female anatomy, she reasoned. However, in order to show her clit piercing better, she had to keep herself shaven down there. Shaving was considered only for Japanese prostitutes, but Yuna never gave that any thought. When her mother walked in on her shaving one day, however, and noticed the piercings, she knew she knew that something was seriously wrong with her daughter. After discussing it with her husband, they all decided that some time at Rosanam Sanitarium would do her good.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Write your post of how you were admitted to Rosanam:</strong><br/><br/>Yuna clutched her overnight bag timidly as she stepped through the imposing metal gates. This had to be the most depressing place she had ever seen! Yuna did not understand why her parents had wanted her to come here. But Yuna was an obedient child, for most part. Besides, where could she go, if she wanted to escape her parents' will? Yuna had no friends she could seek to hide her...<br/><br/>Yuna walked the distance to the main entrance, her hair and skirt fluttering in the wind. She wore a long sleeved sweater, as always, and her left hand tugged at the right sleeve nervously. She opened the door with a trembling hand.<br/><br/>"Good evening, how may I help you?" a slow deep voice asked from somewhere to Yuna's left. Turning slowly, Yuna saw a young man dressed all in white. Probably a doctor or a male nurse.<br/><br/>"Ano..." Yuna began, falling back to Japanese in her nervousness. She cleared her throat and began again. "Excuse me... I am here to register..."<br/><br/>"I understand. This way, miss." The man gestured to the reception counter on her left. Yuna nodded her thanks, but hesitated. She turned around to look once more at the gates of the Sanitarium. The tiny figure that was her mother was standing right outside the gate. The figure waved, then the door of the main entrance shut, and the sight of her mother was gone.