Kurosawa Ran

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--------Name: Kurosawa Ran

--------Age: 16

--------Gender: Female

--------Height: 5'4" or 162 cm

--------Weight: 135 lbs or 61 kilos

--------Overall Appearance: Ran has messy hair, dyed light brown. Her eyes are a dark brown, and she often wears eccentric glasses despite her near perfect vision. She is convinced this makes her look retro, when in reality it makes her look as if she dressed herself while she was still asleep. She'll often push them to the top of her head, where they will stay for most of the day.

--------Personality: Ran is absentminded at the best of times, and a danger to humanity at the worst. She is fairly intelligent, but will often get herself into trouble without realising it. She is generous to a fault with people she is close to, but she treats strangers as if they are interesting bugs she wants to poke with a stick.  Her one true love is her computer and its many illegal programs she has downloaded from the Internet.

--------Likes:
+Music
+Trees
+Inside
+Her computer
+MMOs
+ Her instruments (Piano, guitar, and violin)

--------Dislikes:
-questions
-Psychoanalysis
-Touchy-feely people

--------Background History: Ran was trained from a young age on how to best play various instruments. Sadly, this did not extend to vocals or any form of dance. Though she thinks being an idol would be fun, she decided to stick with what she knew when she applied for the academy. She has three siblings and one cat.

--------Job: Ran works at a local bookstore.

--------Course: Composer

--------Class: S

--------Daily Roleplaying Post: When Ran first woke up, her first thought was one of discomfort. Plastic was cutting into her nose. She groaned, removing the multicoloured sunglasses from her face. Despite her best efforts, she had fallen asleep at her desk again. Ran groaned; she had managed to drool on half of the sheets she had been working on last night, and now the notes were illegible. Frantically, she wiggled the mouse of her computer, attempting to wake the monitor. She clicked through her composition program, her documents, and even her sticky notes in the vain hope that she had saved some part of the song. She sighed and turned towards her guitar. "Let's try this again." Three hours later she found her backups sitting on top of the piano.
“Oh, you are evil! You are an evil, evil song!” Ran shook her head before picking up the sheaf. She was intending to throw it away now that she had a new one in the works. She glanced over it for a moment before gasping. “You evil, evil song!” She raced back to her bedroom and copied the pages to the computer. She grinned as she overlapped it with the score she'd just recorded. This was what she did best, and she knew what she was doing.

Can you state which instruments she can play? That's all ;P

Done!