Gamer Girl: Kyra

Thursday, 17 December 2009 14:02

Written by Editor

(15 votes, average 4.80 out of 5)

Wow, it’s a month already? We continue our "public education" on cute gal gamers who actually exist. For December '09, we turn the spotlight on Kyra, runner-up of Dragonica’s D-Babe competition, as voted by Dragonica gamers.

Kyra Yap

She's a tomboy! Who writes disturbing poems!

I’m a weird and unique tomboy

My friends use words like “weird” and “unique” to describe me, because I can have radically different opinions of things. When people talk to me, I just don't respond like a normal person. I suppose it's also because my interests don't “tally” with my looks.

Actually I'm quite a tomboy. People always get the impression that I'm a party animal who’s always out clubbing and drinking, when in fact I don't. I prefer to be reading or watching dramas at home. I don't like going out all that much; I’m usually at someone else’s house if not my own.

I don't look the type who can cook too! (laughs) I CAN cook, but I prefer baking. I have tons of recipe webpages saved in my favorites waiting to be tried out.

Games are fun but friends are forever

I started gaming from a very young age – way back in the days of the Sega Mega Drive, Sonic the Hedgehog, Bare Knuckles and Golden Axe. On the PC, my first was Final Fantasy 8. I loved the characters and music; it was a good way to pass time and have fun. I’ve also played Rollercoaster Tycoon, Theme Park, Wacky Wheels, and then FFX on the PS2.

I haven't really played many online games, apart from Dragonica and Gunbound. To me, the most enjoyable thing about gaming is playing with friends. Having friends around are a sure way to have fun, no matter in-game or in real life.

What do I want to be? Fickle fickle me…

Like many people I have dreamt of becoming a teacher when I "grow up", but in my case, one day I'd want to be a teacher, another day I'd want to be something else. I have thought through many ambitions, from teacher to vet's assistant. I'm so fickle my mind just hasn't made up! But what I do know is that no matter what one ends up doing, aim to be happy and live a life of no regrets.

There isn’t a female game character I’d really wish to be; perhaps Rikku from FFX. She has a very likeable personality, and there's just something admirable about a pretty girl who kicks ass and takes care of herself.

Online partners and the "boyish aspect"

Trusting in-game players is like trusting people in online chatrooms – take everything with a pinch of salt. People's personalities are different online. In-game relationships are fine, as long as you have a clear line on where to stop. Some people get too attached to their in-game partners, and that's really destructive. Games are just that… games.

Thankfully, my in-game boyfriend is also my real life boyfriend. He was the one who got me into Dragonica too.

I tend to have a soft spot for guys who have that certain “boyish aspect”. They should have a sense of humor, but in the end it all boils down to the chemistry between us. I think guys who game are like any other guys out there – everybody has different interests after all. That's what makes every individual different.

Dates I remember

Favourite date? When my current boyfriend and I sat down to have dinner at this restaurant in Japan, he excused himself from the table to go to the washroom, and came back with a cup of Baskin Robbins ice cream as my “birthday cake”! And he can't speak a word of Japanese!

My most disastrous date was during secondary school. I was supposed to be meeting my then-boyfriend but he didn't show up even after two hours. Yes, I waited for two hours! I thought I got stood up, but it turned out that he had last minute school commitments and wasn't able to pass the message to me in time through a friend, because I had no cellphone then.

Dark, disturbing poems

My writing tends to be quite dark because inspiration only comes when I'm upset. Usually it’s poems and short stories. Here’s a sample:

The Savior

Hey mommy, hey daddy
why don't you love me no more ?
Mommy, daddy
why don't you talk no more ?

You scream and you yell
You throw things all around
and so I hide deep in my closet
hands pressed over my ears
praying silently, that things will get better
Soon…

I can't stand this,
I can't take your pain

Hey mommy, hey daddy
was this all my fault ?
Mommy, daddy
why don't you want me ?

You fight and you cry
Screaming everything's a lie
and so I hide in Daddy's room
hands sliding open the drawer
knowing silently, that things will get better
Soon…

Hey mommy, hey daddy
Look, look what I've got !
Mommy, daddy
I'm sorry, you can't fight no more

No more pain, no more tears