by dead&buried » Mon Jun 13, 2016 1:01 pm
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sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ
"don't let your heart distract you"
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: "Makoto Kusajishi."
ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs: None
ᴀɢᴇ: Eighteen
ʀᴀᴄᴇ: Human
ʀᴀɴᴋ: AAA Student, Kusajishi Clan Heir
ᴛɪᴛʟᴇs: The Frozen Prince, Heir of the Kusajishi Clan, Heir of Kusajishi Enterprises. The company mainly designs and manufactures weapons for the government, but has also branched out into nearly every other business there is. He has a highly skilled paramilitary force just a phone call or text away, and is always followed by a squadron of bodyguards.
ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ, ᴜɢʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪᴛɪғᴜʟemotions are a weakness.
weakness is unacceptable.
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: One's first impression of Makoto is that he's colder than than the Russian winter, with a block of steel for a heart if he even had one. And you'd be completely correct. He's a stoic, heartless, cruel, ruthless son of a dog who will do whatever it takes to reach his goal. As the only living son of Ryuuken Kusajishi, he is next in line for the 'throne', and he intends to rule alone. Makoto doesn't believe in 'love' or any other such thing, and will only entertain the thought of a wife for the sake of a legitimate heir to his Clan.
Makoto is more or less emotionless; only anger, annoyance, and dissatisfaction showing on his face. He feels nothing for others, sneering and dismissing humane feelings.
As the Heir of the Kusajishi Clan, he acts in an aristocratic manner. He always seems serene and apathetic towards other people, even while actually deeply conflicted. He is a rather cold and proud young man, which is often mistaken for arrogance. He was only ever even remotely warm towards his brother, but never anyone else.
ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Makoto's features are high and refined, as befitting a noble of his status and breeding.
His voice is a smooth baritone, like melted dark chocolate. Commands attention and deference, always very cold and hard to everyone except his younger brother.
He has deep black hair, always carefully groomed and combed. Gunmetal grey eyes that seem to look right through you. He stands at an intimidating height of 6'1'', with a powerful but lean frame. He's very defined and broad chested, but not grotesquely muscular. He has a way of looking down his nose at anyone, even those taller than him.
ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: Eurasian. His father is Japanese and his mother is Russian.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Born into a very wealthy and influential family, Makoto constantly lived in the shadow of his older brother, Kensei. He was close to his brother, but still secretly resented the older teen for always being the favorite son, favorite student, favorite everything. Due to being considered second best, Makoto has always strived to be the best of the best at everything he did, and never accepts anything less than perfection. His brother supported him wholeheartedly through it all, which was one of the reasons that Makoto just couldn't hate him. That is, until Kensei was killed in a car accident two years ago. His parents, Ryuuken and Anya, have tried to reconnect with him since then, but he has kept his distance and continued to focus on his studies.
ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs: Makoto is skilled in the use of bladed weaponry. He is also good at archery, but doesn't really like it. His favorite thing is his music, singing, and dancing, which he used to do with Kensei when they had the time.
ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅᴀʀᴋthis world is made of lies
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ: Ryuuken Kusajishi
ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Anya Kusajishi nee Maximov
ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs: Kensei, older; deceased
sɪsᴛᴇʀs: None
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇs: None important
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs: None
ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛs, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɢᴏwhat's left for me is only loneliness.
sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Demiromantic Demisexual
sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: None
ᴘᴀsᴛ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs: None important
ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ:
____________________________________________________________________________
ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs: mine
ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ: Tokiya, Uta no Prince-sama
ғᴏʀᴍ ʟᴀʏᴏᴜᴛ: mine
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ
"don't let your heart distract you"
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: "Katashi Negibana." From Japanese 堅 (katashi) meaning "hard, firm".
ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs: None. Someone once called him 'Blueberry'. They were put into a coma.
ᴀɢᴇ: Eighteen
ʀᴀᴄᴇ: Human
ʀᴀɴᴋ: CCC Student
ᴛɪᴛʟᴇs: The Blue Tiger of CCC
ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ, ᴜɢʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪᴛɪғᴜʟ emotions are a weakness.
weakness is unacceptable.
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: While appearing to be a laid-back individual, Katashi possesses a brutal, impulsive, and excessively violent personality alongside a lethally short temper. However, despite his aggression and obvious blood lust in battle, Katashi possesses a feral cunning and has a knack for quickly exploiting any opening his opponent reveals. In addition, he is blunt, sarcastic and quite sadistic, revealing a psychotic grin or laughing maniacally whenever he becomes excited. He is also very rude and quite disrespectful. Katashi uses none of the usual honorifics or titles and refers to most females simply as 'woman' in conversation.
Katashi displays little respect for authority and says whatever is on his mind, regardless of whether or not it is appropriate. This attitude leads to many conflicts with others.
However, he does have some form of a code of honor, as he is unwilling to fight an injured opponent.
ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Katashi is a tall, muscular man at 6'4'' with light blue spiky hair and light blue eyes, the latter including green lines below them, similar to the eye markings on the Panthera genus of cats.
His voice is a smooth baritone, with a hint of mania and cruelty.
ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: Mixed race. His father is half Japanese half German, but he has never met his mother. He was told that she was half American.
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Katashi was the product of a one night stand to a pair of drunkards. When he was born, he was immediately dropped off on his father's doorstep with only his birth certificate and a blanket to his name.
As he grew up, he inherited his father's nasty temper and violent ways, though he stays away from alcohol.
ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs: Katashi excels in martial arts, having won many tournaments and even more street fights. He also has a secret love of cats.
ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅᴀʀᴋ this world is made of lies
ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ: Keiji Negibana
ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Unknown
ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs: Some half brothers around the country
sɪsᴛᴇʀs: Probably a few half sisters somewhere
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇs: None important
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs: None
ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴛs, ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɢᴏ what's left for me is only loneliness.
sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Biromantic Bisexual
sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: None
ᴘᴀsᴛ sɪɢɴɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs: None important
ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢ:
____________________________________________________________________________
ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs: mine
ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Bleach
ғᴏʀᴍ ʟᴀʏᴏᴜᴛ: mine
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dead&buried on Mon Jun 13, 2016 8:37 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I beg that you all forgive me, but I caught something while on a trip out of town and even just sitting up makes me feel like I'm gonna hurl. It's painful and awful and I'm vomiting multiple times an hour and I really just can't right now. Please don't kick me out of any roleplays.
Sakura Path: Romance RP
