Post by maisu, uruka on Jan 7, 2010 21:13:24 GMT -6
`Maisu, Uruka!
`YOU KNOW IM NOT MUCH BETTER WITHOUT YOU!
NICKNAMES
AGE 18
GENDER Male, but he cross dresses
ETHNICITY Japanese
RELIGION Atheist
SEXUALITY Flat out, 2000% Gay
STATUS single
OCCUPATION OR GRADE Sophomore, fashion model,
PLAYED BY Bou
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`YOU STOLE MY HEART THEN YOU KICKED IT ASIDE!
DISLIKES homophobics, fights over the last pair of jimmy choo's, clothes that can't be noticed from far away, anything with a slow beat, heavy metal, breaking up, making up, letting people in, not having time to make himself look just right in the morning, stuck up women, smelly boys, and mayonnaise
FEARS Letting someone in to know everything about him, letting people see his scars
SECRETS He has been a previous rape victim, his parents died right in front of him.
OVERALL PERSONALITY[/b]
He considers himself to be a king, or more likely a queen. He has it all, money, looks, and enough self esteem for an entire country. He refuses to settle for anything less than the best, and wants it all. He usually doesn't wear anything except his favorite clothes more than 5 times, and if he wears something to an event then he wears it once, then it goes in a special closet.
As for his boys, he looks for a combination of arm candy and love. But while he looks like he has an unbreakable shell, its really something he puts on. For a little bit he was made fun of for his hair and other things, but then he changed himself. But he still has a little bit of that left, and the right person is going to make it erupt.
He has never cried before in public, part of the whole bitch image he has going on. He doesn't intend on bursting into tears.
He is very vengeful and doesn't let something just slip by, instead preferring to take his revenge, and since he is also a gossip whore he knows everyones secrets, and has destroyed more than a few social lives and reputations.
His personality took a drastic change when he was raped, as before then he had been innocent, and a very nice person. But once the world had screwed him over, he figured that no one honestly cared at this point.
His outlook has taken on a very dark perspective, and he tends to think the most negative things about most people. Except for himself of course, because he tends to be very happy with himself.
OVERALL APPEARANCE[/b]
Scars: He has one scar, on his left eye, a vertical slash from where a piece of glass hit him when his parents and he got into an accident. This eye is now blind.
Tattoos: Being young, he doesn't have the current connections to get a tattoo.
Style: High fashion, couture, he rarely wears traditional male clothing, rather he wears womens, or unisex clothing. He prefers to show a lot of skin, and hates pants. Every single day he wears jeans through the cold, but once he gets into heated areas he changes into shorts, often short shorts.
HISTORY[/b]
He spent the first six years of his life living in Tokyo with his mother and father. He loved the hustle and bustle of the city, and could never fall asleep when he went out to the country to visit his grandfather, due to the lack of city sounds.
It was on his sixth birthday that things turned sour. His mother and father both died on the same night in a tragic car crash. And so for him, his grandfather moved into the city. However his grandfather was very old and passed soon after, from the stress of a child. It was then that his aunt, who lived in the united states was contacted.
She had met her nephew once or twice, but had already been in love with the white haired boy. She instantly agreed to take care of him.
As time moved on he grew older, and when his eccentricities came up, she immediately took them in stride and helped him. Eventually however she got a job where traveling often was necessary. Instead of moving him every single time she had to go away, she decided that he was old and mature enough, he being twelve, to take care of himself.
It was at this time that a very dark point occurred in his life. While taking care of himself one day, a man he had never seen before came to his house. When he answered the door, he was instantly knocked out, coming to much later to find himself strapped to a bed, and was then raped by a man, who to this day still has an unknown identity, as he never told anyone this happened, not wanting to seem like damaged merchandise...
She gave him a credit card and that was when the obsession began. He realized with just a swipe he could have whatever he wanted. And he realized he was spoiled but he didn't think it was a really bad thing. He often donated money to charities, as well as clothing.
When he graduated from high school, he was his class's valedictorian, much to everyone's surprise, as his intelligence usually flew under the radar. Not wishing to stay in the area he had been in for years for college, he decided to go away for school, and was accepted of course, due to his impressive transcript.
So now he attends this school, happily overachieving and overspending[/ul]
`WHEN HES INSIDE YOU KNOW THERES NO ROOM FOR ME!
[/font]He walked across the marble floor, his 3 inch heels clicking softly with each step he took. He had gone quite far on this fine day, his bright cherry red lips looking extra sensual, standing out amongst the pale weather. Soft hair, white blonde fluttered in a gentle breeze that came with standing anywhere with this weather.
His outfit this day was extremely noticeable as he stood there, surveying the busy scene that was going on in the club, which was for teenagers. He was in the VIP section of course, because when he arrived, special doors tended to be opened. Adorning his feet were classic black heels, which where begging to be danced in. As usual, no matter the weather he was wearing extremely short shorts, black leather ones in fact. He had changed from his anyways stylish jeans into these, preferring them for dancing. His belt was white, with black zebra stripes, and hot pink outlined stars. Gentle soft hands were on his hips. He wore a slim fitting pink t-shirt which outlined his hourglass figure. His nails were electric blue, which of course went with his eyeshadow, because they had black details on them. His eyes were laced with the perfect amount of pitch black eyeliner, which accentuated his Grey eyes.
He heard the beat, and his finger was tapping to it, and with the one eye he saw with, he saw the group of adolescents rocking to the beat. It was a nice sight. The flower that adorned his hair where his left eye would normally be was pitch black, which finished off his perfect ensemble. It was then that he noticed he was being eyed from the dance floor, by a guy who was just his type, the jock type, but you could tell he was gay. With a single finger he waved him up, making sure he was allowed into his private V.I.P area. He was of course going to do his usual act. After dancing together for a few minutes, Uruka pulled him down onto the couch, and they would kiss passionately for an entire song. But when Uruka was done, he stood up, and asked the man to leave. He had gotten his fix. And once he had that, what else could he possibly ever need. A laugh came from him as he then left the club, a broad smile on his face as he heard himself being hit on by drunken men.
He thought it was quite funny. The way they slurred their pick up lines was hilarious. The way he got his cab was quick, precise. And as he climbed in, the sad thoughts rolled through his mind. When was he going to learn... learn to stop doing this over and over again... But it was then he realized that they were not moving, and turned with a sigh to the cab driver.
" I gave you the address, why aren't you going." And just like that he snapped back into the regular him
His outfit this day was extremely noticeable as he stood there, surveying the busy scene that was going on in the club, which was for teenagers. He was in the VIP section of course, because when he arrived, special doors tended to be opened. Adorning his feet were classic black heels, which where begging to be danced in. As usual, no matter the weather he was wearing extremely short shorts, black leather ones in fact. He had changed from his anyways stylish jeans into these, preferring them for dancing. His belt was white, with black zebra stripes, and hot pink outlined stars. Gentle soft hands were on his hips. He wore a slim fitting pink t-shirt which outlined his hourglass figure. His nails were electric blue, which of course went with his eyeshadow, because they had black details on them. His eyes were laced with the perfect amount of pitch black eyeliner, which accentuated his Grey eyes.
He heard the beat, and his finger was tapping to it, and with the one eye he saw with, he saw the group of adolescents rocking to the beat. It was a nice sight. The flower that adorned his hair where his left eye would normally be was pitch black, which finished off his perfect ensemble. It was then that he noticed he was being eyed from the dance floor, by a guy who was just his type, the jock type, but you could tell he was gay. With a single finger he waved him up, making sure he was allowed into his private V.I.P area. He was of course going to do his usual act. After dancing together for a few minutes, Uruka pulled him down onto the couch, and they would kiss passionately for an entire song. But when Uruka was done, he stood up, and asked the man to leave. He had gotten his fix. And once he had that, what else could he possibly ever need. A laugh came from him as he then left the club, a broad smile on his face as he heard himself being hit on by drunken men.
He thought it was quite funny. The way they slurred their pick up lines was hilarious. The way he got his cab was quick, precise. And as he climbed in, the sad thoughts rolled through his mind. When was he going to learn... learn to stop doing this over and over again... But it was then he realized that they were not moving, and turned with a sigh to the cab driver.
" I gave you the address, why aren't you going." And just like that he snapped back into the regular him
`YOU LIFT ME UP AND THEN YOU THROW ME BACK DOWN!
NICKNAMES Squishers!( exclamation point is optional.), HisRoyalSquish
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? aim is listed on my profile, its also my primary email
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Proboards support, j00 pmed me
. it was just what I was looking for[/ul]
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