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[Winter Ribbons]

created by ;; WinterRibbons & StrawberryPika
banners by ;; Synchronised Mosher
Idea by ;; Anime, Manga & just pure boredom

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IC • OOC • PT

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This is a magical girl roleplay created by me & StrawberryPika.

Note :: This is the Profile Thread. No one's supposed to post here except me or StrawberryPika, got it?

[Winter Ribbons]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth :: Hanabi Yui
______☆ They call me :: Yui-chan
______☆dude or chick? :: Chick
______☆Brought into the world :: 18th of March
______☆Look at the stars! :: Pisces
______☆It runs through my veins :: AB
______☆Taller than the ground :: 161.2cm / 5ft 3
______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale :: 44kg/97lbs

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______☆I'm known as the :: The Popular Princess

______☆My heart's racing No one yet...

______☆The way I am :: Yui is a friendly and kind girl. She tends to befriend with anyone she meets. Most people think that she's stuck-up and rude however it's completely the opposite. Yui isn't rude at all, she may be sharp-tongued and sarcastic when someone gets on her nerves but other than that she's never rude. Yui may seem air-headed in class at times for she doesn't really enjoy studying and would most likely start day dreaming. Despite this, Yui still manages to get good grades. Yui is very stubborn and persistent. Once she makes a decision, it is almost impossible to make her change her mind about it. This can be a good and a bad thing. Yui also trusts people too easily, she may be a little naive but that's just her. She also craves attention from people she loves and doesn't like to be left out. She also hates to be alone.

Once you get to know Yui, you might notice that she is pretty sensitive. She is also worry-some and often thinks of the worst situations. Yui is pretty easy to read, she'll laugh when somethings funny and yell when she's mad. It's so easy to expect whats going to come from her at times. Yui is as loyal as a dog is to it's master. She doesn't think about the consequences. She doesn't really care what happens to herself. You can trust her no matter what. She will never betray her friends or family. Yui doesn't like to be sympathized. She believes that crying wont bing you anything good. However, the death of a loved one wont stop her from crying. Yui really loves her friends and she would never want anything bad to happen to them. All in all, Yui is king,optimistic and sincere and is always there for a friend in need.

______☆Let's turn back time :: Yui is a member of the Hanabi family, one of the richest and most influential conglomerate families in the country of Japan. However, due to her estranged relationship with her father and the death of her mother, Hanabi Ai, she left home to live with her grandmother in Tokyo who lives a simple life. Yui doesn't really like to talk about her family as she didn't get along with her father. Her father was too busy to acknowledge her and Yui just got fed up one day and left. She is always thinking if she made the right choice after leaving her home. However, she is very happy living with her grandmother and dog,Den. Ever since she came to live with them, she has been very happy. Her grandmother, Tetsuya Yuki is a very nice old woman and she loves her dearly.

Yui is sometimes irked at the thought of her father. After she left, he made no effort into looking for her. It just proved that he didn't love her at all.

Yui found out about her powers when she was a little kid. Yui loved to play near the fountain when she was little. Sooner or later, she discovered she could control water or anything of the liquid element. She kept this power hidden from her family for she was scared of what they would think of her. Eventhough Yui can control water, she cant swim and is terrified of falling into deep lakes or pools. Yui grew to become popular because of being so friendly to everyone. She didn't really care about being popular but after everyone started treating her specially and differently, she began to get annoyed about the whole thing. She didn't like being treated differently just because she's popular. It seemed so unfair to her that she began to despise being popular.

______☆Im a little special Yui has the power to control water or anything in liquid state. Yui is able to change ice into water however she cannot change water into ice. Yui can control water with just the flick of her fingers.

Floods - Guess when Yui's in a bad mood, there are lots of floods. She feels pretty bad for the people who get involved.

Rain - This is pretty fun. Yui loves it when it rains. She's pretty much causing the rain. Besides, it doesn't hurt anyone. All it does is give people more water to drink right?

Water shooter - Yui shoots water bullets using the water around her. This can become a problem when theres no water anywhere.

Whirlpool - This is only possible if theres a pool or a huge sea.

Change - Yui is able to transfrom herself into liquid. This can be very useful for an escape plan.

Yui can only become a magical girl if she is confident in herself or if she is happy. If she is depressed or sad, she will not be able to transform. If Yui is angry, she is still able to transform however she cannot use her powers to the full extent.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me :: one two three

Yui looks younger than her age. It’s probably because of her big oval shaped dark brown colored eyes. Yui’s face is round shaped and when she smiles, she looks a little like a little girl. She is also small, which makes a lot of people think she’s cute and sometimes they underestimate her. Yui stands at a height of 5’3’’. Blonde hair comes from Yui’s head and comes to a stop at her shoulders. Her fringe ends at the tip of her eyelashes. There are always strands of hair falling down at the sides of her face. Her hair is usually tied up at one side. Despite having long hair, Yui manages to keep it looking young and healthy. Yui is also slim although she eats a lot. Her stomach is as flat as a pancake. When it comes to cosmetics, Yui hates them.

Yui hates using make-up. Call her weird but that’s how she is. She especially doesn’t like lipstick. Her lips are already pink enough. Mascara is alright but like I said, you can never catch her with make- up on. She normally just wears powder before she goes to school. Although Yui never wears make-up, she is always mistaken for having make-up on. When it comes to jewellery though, Yui loves necklaces and anklets. She isn’t very picky when it comes to those but she is always seen wearing a blue necklace. She possibly wears it because it matches the color of her eyes. Yui is usually seen wearing a short blue skirt with a white top and a jacket to match. Sometimes, she decides to use jeans but it is rarely seen. You cant make Yui wear a dress unless she really wants to.

______☆Colors of the rainbow :: Dodgerblue wont suit the sky, it's more of skyblue.

______☆My Puppetmaster :: Winter Ribbons

[Winter Ribbons]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth ::

''E-Estrella! Estrella Kronos Adler''

______☆ They call me ::

Stella ;;
xxxxxa common nickname people have given her since they are lazy to say her full name. She doesnt mind the nickname. It only bothers her because it reminds her of the stars.
Rell ;;
xxxxxto a toddler, pronouncing Estrella was a difficult task. Having tire of trying to say her own name, Estrella mostly addresses herself as Rell. Simple. One syllable. Easy.
Lizzy ;;
xxxxxshe acquired the name from her little sister. Its uncommon but comparatively, Rell doesnt mind being called Lizzy.

______☆dude or chick? ::

The 'Nature's Gift' once a month indicate female . . .

______☆Brought into the world ::

Unfortunately, I was born on the day of December 25th. about sixteen years ago.

______☆Look at the stars! ::

The leaping Capricorn

______☆It runs through my veins ::

O+ . . . like I really care.

______☆Taller than the ground ::

Just recently reached 5'3'' tall! . . . or short.

______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale ::

A measily 97lb.

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______☆I'm known as the ::

Just another perfectionist, trying to make the world understandable.


______☆My heart's racing

Being who she is, Rell doesnt see herself in any kind of relationship nor tries to be in one. Her attention is mostly focused on her studies and trying to understand the world itself, not concerning anything about her own self.


______☆The way I am ::

Reserved and Observant ;;
Rell can come off as introverted and quiet, making it hard for a lot of people to approach her. It seems like she is in her own little world which the truth of the matter -- she is. Rell tends to stand in the background, observing her surroundings, the people around her, and her situations. Because she tends to be deep in thought all the time, she get a kind of aura that makes it hard for people to approach. Ever since the accident, Rell believes that there had to be an explanation for everything. With that in mind, Rell became a little obsessed in trying to make everything perfect. Events ( like dances and events at her school ), her grades, and even herself. Rell became self concious of what people thought of her, becoming the image that everyone wants to see; the perfect A student with no flaws.

Straightforward but Thoughtful ;;
One thing that people tend to find Rell as is very blunt. She holds back no comments, being honest; a little too honest. She doesnt understand that if you lie, how will you ever know what other people think about you and how to change yourself. Rell based her image on this theory, forcing herself to become the person that everyone images her to be. She is also blunt in a way when it comes to her studies. She would never neglect her studies for anything, sometimes making her classmates feeling inferior or dumb when Rell gets all A's on tests and such. However, Rell is very considerate when it comes to certain subjects. She helps people when its not entirely necessary, being positive on any situation. If she wasnt like this, than she probably would have broken down a long time ago. Since the accident, Rell became a bit introverted, making her prone to surprises and being frightened easily.

Lively and Restless ;;
Its like Rell is constantly on the move. From the time that she wakes up to the time that she falls asleep from exhastion Rell is doing something; studying, finding a situation that calls the use of her abilities, going shopping, or helping Vanessa with her homework. Though all of her rush, Rell finds something to always smile about. A lot of people dont realize how much work she does because it never shows on her face. She is dedicated to her school and to the people around her. She is like that one flower that never withers no matter how the elements treat her.


______☆Let's turn back time ::

London, 1992 ;;
Alaster Von Adler was whom everyone could call a true businessman, holding room for nothing else. Since the age of 12, he has been able to successfully predict the turnings of the stock markets, making his father's company wealthy. By age 18 he broke all ties with his father and started his own company that boomed in the business world. Set up as an arranged marriage, Alaster married the young and beautiful Viviana Bouvet. Despite their marriage, Alaster still had many mistresses. On the night of Christmas Day, Estrella, Alaster's first born, was conceived.

But Alaster wanted a boy.

Since birth, Estrella was deprived of a father's love. Viviana took care of her baby girl alone, all of the maids and butler's busy attending to the soon after born baby boy that came from a mistress. Alaster saw the boy as his only true child, ignoring Estrella's presence throughout the years. However, because she was the only child to the Adler family, Alaster had to make some use of Estrella. So, since the age when Estrella could talk, she was given private lessons by many strict tutors. Estrella was a very bright young girl who was able to learn the lessons quickly so she didn't mind them. It was the constant arguments that Alaster and Viviana had that bothered her.

Vanessa ;;
From what Estrella could tell, Viviana had been consistently ignored by Alaster since Estrella was born. Viviana pleaded to her husband that if she had one more chance, she would be able to give birth to a boy and thus gaining the approval and attention from Alaster. In need of a true heir, Alaster agreed. Viviana became pregnant once more, but not with a boy. Since she got the ultrasounds from the hospital and knew she was going to have another girl, Alaster completely went cold toward Viviana. This caused much stress for the ignored wife, making her health very weak.

In Estrella's seventh year, Viviana died giving birth to Estrella's new baby sister, Vanessa.

At first, Estrella hated Vanessa for killing her mother, leaving Estrella alone. Viviana was Estrella's only source of love, having receive none from her father nor younger half-siblings. But as the young child realized that Vanessa was not going to receive any love as well, Estrella put her hatred behind and held her little sister for the first time in the young child's life. It was then when the bond between the two sisters began.

It had always been Estrella and Vanessa from that point on. Estrella continued her strict studies, having gone to a private elementary school. During that time, Vanessa quickly made herself known throughout the Adler household. Unlike Estrella, Vanessa easily became the center of attention. Her half-siblings, even the older ones, crowded around Vanessa. She was like a star in the midst of the dark sky, shining brighter than all those around her. Estrella realized that she was starting to envy her little sister, believing that she would eventually lost the only thing that reminded her of her mother. But fortunately for Estrella, she was Vanessa's favorite of all siblings, Vanessa making that very clear to her elder sister. The bond between siblings continued to grow.

Charles Blake ;;
Before the birth of her sibling, there was Charles. Charles Blake. He was a very shy and reserved boy, the opposite of the lively and loud 5 year old Estrella. He was the son of a butcher, his father's shop a few blocks away from Estrella's house. Having gone to order meat from the butchery one day, Estrella met Charles. Like a magnet, Estrella was intrigued and interested in the silent boy. Every week, when she went to order meat, she would always go and talk to the boy. Being shy, he would try to ward her off but Estrella would budge. Once having her eyes set on something ( or someone ) she wont let go until she gets what she wants and she wanted to be friends with Charles. With Estrella's persistence, the boy eventually gave in and became her friend, fascinated with her lively personality. Unfortunately for the young Estrella, she was already engaged to her school's Dean's son, Markus Wilkinson; a snotty little rich boy that viewed Estrella as only a trophy. Having want nothing to do with Markus, Estrella continued to see Charles instead. Eventually, Alaster finding out the relationship between the butchers boy and Estrella, he forbid Estrella to see the boy again.

Like that would stop her.

Estella sneaked out of the house or school constantly to meet up with Charles, the two running off to go play. They were being kids. Having successfully kept their relationship and meeting a secret, the two grew very close.

''I wont let you marry Markus. Or anyone. I'll steal you away from this place one day and then marry you. It's a promise.''
The naive Charles made that foolish promise, never knowing what was to come.

The two shared many things together. Food, memories, laughs, and dreams. For Estrella, it was to become an independent woman that could make an impact in the world. For Charles, to be an astronaut. Charles called Estrella, like others, Stella because with that name, Estrella really looked like a bright star. Estrella was flattered, loving the name. Though other people called her that name because Estrella was a little long, only Charles gave meaning to it.

Two years later, Vanessa was born. When she was able to walk, Estrella took her along when she went to see Charles sometimes. Vanessa grew an attachment to Charles as Estrella did. the three of them were like their own little family. Status was not an issue. No adults told them what to do. It was Estrella's light through the darkness; Charles and Vanessa. But that soon disappeared in her 13th year.

The Accident ;;
Though Estrella's social status was different from that of Charles, the two still remained close to each other through the years. Secret letters were exchanged and feelings were made to light. Estrella really believed that she would end up being taken away by Charles. Swept off her feet like a princess; and Charles was the Knight. The two didnt hide their feelings for each other, not caring what their parents thought if they ever found out. But the day when Alaster did find out came sooner than Estrella thought. It was the cold night of Christmas day, Estrella slipping out from her birthday party ( having been only filled with adults in formal attire, the only kid her age having been Markus, her fiancee ) and spending the rest of the night with Charles. It was a perfect night till the angry barks of dogs and the yelling of her father came from behind them. Alaster found out about their affair and came to drag Estella back home.

But she would go back home. Not that night.
Or so she believed.

With Charles holding Estella's hand tightly, the two ran as fast as their 13 year old legs could take them. The two were able to make little distance between them and the men. Estrella prayed, as they ran, for the two not to be captured. She couldnt go back. Wouldnt! She would run away with Charles, the two of them finding an abandoned home far away. When things settled down and start to make sense, she would go back for Vanessa. Then the three of them, growing up independent would find some way to survive on their own. They would find a way! She knew they would. But it never happened. As they tried to cross the crowded street, Estrella fell, letting go of Charles hand.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

Estrella's pursuers were at her heels. Charles stopped running and turned to Estrella. She looked up at him, tears running down her face. She yelled at him to run. She knew that if Alaster got a hold of Charles, he would be killed on the spot and Estrella could never let that happen. But Charles wouldnt leave. He ran to her instead, yelling something at her. Her name? Even to this day she cant remember. She took one more glance to Charles, remembering the image for the rest of her life; a tired Charles, messy hair, sorrowful eyes, and tears down his face. That was the last time she saw Charles, the blaring headlights soon taking over her vision. She closed her eyes tightly shut, waiting for death to come. But it never came.

There was no pain. No impact. She screamed as the sound of cars crashing around her filled her ears, afraid to open her eyes. There was a few moments of silence till she finally opened her eyes again. The first image she saw was a bloody, motionless body in front of her.

Charles was dead.

Recovery ;;
Estrella blacked out after seeing Charles dead body. The next morning, she was in her bed. It took a while for the news to sink in, the only one being there for Estrella was the young and confused Vanessa. Her father, disappointed and angry, urged Estrella to continue her studies. He didnt care. He didnt understand the pain that Estrella was going through. But it didnt matter. She had no where else to go. So, in a matter of a few months, Estrella had cut her hair short, changed her name to just Rell, and was back in school, continuing to be the top in her class. She slowly recovered from Charles death, once again being the Rell that everyone knew. But not.

Though Rell may seem to still be straightforward and lively as she was before, there was something different about her. Rell became more observant, analyzing every little detail of the life around her. She couldnt understand what force would take away her mother and lover away from her, leaving Rell alive and all alone. Though she cared deeply for those she loved like Vanessa, Rell created an icy shield around her heart, never wanting to feel that pain again. A year after the accident, Markus had called off the engagement to the wedding, Alaster disappointed and disgruntled. Wondering what to do with the now engageless Rell, he decided to send her off to Japan to attend a prestigious private school alone. Alaster bought a large amount of private land where a new house was built. A year later, Rell and a few maids and butlers were sent to Japan, having to be forced to leave Rell's precious little sister behind. But it was only a few months later did Vanessa arrive at Rell's new house, bags and all.

Finishing up Middle School, Rell continues to practice her new found abilities, helping those in need when she could. After receiving the letter from a mysterious person, Rell found this an opportunity to do something good with her life, and maybe finally get an answer as to why Charles was taken away from her.


______☆Im a little special

It was during the accident when Rell's abilities surfaced. She never understood it till a few months later, a guy was hitting on her and got too close when a strong force came out of no where and shoved the guy into a wall. Rell realized that it was her doing. Over the years, Rell practiced using her abilities, as well as her studies, trying to better know them.

To become Magical Girl, Rell only needs to have a strong will to protect something or someone. She can also gain access to her abilities if she feels threatened or is frightened, which she accidentally uses her abilities to push someone away.

Power of Force ★ Guardian of Saturn

Shield ;; since the first time she came to light with her abilities, she has been able to great a force around her that acts like a shield. Depending on her will power or emotion, the shield can be hard to easy to penetrate. She has learned over the years that she can create the same shield around anyone she wishes, as long as they are in a short distance from her. She also can only limit to protecting a small group of tightly packed people. She still continues to make herself stronger so she can protect a wider range of people.
Force ;; this ability is easy to control but then again not. When she is focused and Magical Girl, she is able to control the amount of force she used; whether it is a slight push or the force of a car running into you. It can become deadly. But in the other case, when she is frightened, she tends to slightly activate her abilities and a force comes out of no where to push away the person.
Gravitation ;; a new ability she is trying to perfect. This ability allows Rell to change the gravitation of an object or a certain area around her. She cant control the movement of the object or person, but it is useful when trying to save someone from falling.




★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я




______☆It's a mirror reflecting me ::

''You left me with a smile ; I promise not to cry.''

xxxxxRell would be considered an average looking girl from London, save for the fact that she looks nothing like her parents or siblings. She stands five feet and three inches, just a bit shorter than the average teenage girl. Rell doesnt consider being short a problem, but more of an advantage. She is able to easily weave through crowds and she is very agile. She has the average pale skin-toned color, silky light brown hair, and deep forest green eyes. If she was born into a different family, she would be considered normal. But since both her mother and father look different from Rell herself, her features render her different. He facial features are well shaped, flawless skin and a small thin face, making her seem fragile. Her lean and well-toned body, long arms and legs, doesnt do her frail look any justice. If it wasnt for her boisterous personality, she would have also considered to be weak.

Because of Rell's small body build, a lot of people mistake her as a middle school student. However, they rethink that thought for Rell presents herself more mature...sometimes. The way she walks ( or more like bounces ), her laughter and facial expressions, her voice and the way her eyes take in everything around her. She almost seems mature if it wasnt also for her attire. Rell isnt one that concerns herself with the way she looks, only the way she acts. Casual clothing is what occupies her walk in closet. Graphic T's, jeans, hats, and sneakers. She loves to feel comfortable, hence why she wears the casual clothing.

When Rell was young, she decided to dye her hair green. It was a sporadic decision, coming home one day with the new colored hair. She grew her hair out very young, never actually cutting it till after the accident when she was in middle school. Now, her hair is short, a bit above her shoulders. The only way she tends to her hair is running her fingers through it, considering her silky hair doesnt get a lot of tangles. Some could call it bed head at times, hence why she loves to wear hats. A habit that Rell has picked up over the last three years is chewing on her fingernails. She doesnt like them long because they get in the way so Rell chews them down, making them a bit unflattering.


______☆Colors of the rainbow ::

Chocolate for speaking my mind; ''Yelling to the world in Forest Green''; ''And Firebrick for keeping those nasty thoughts inside.''


______☆My Puppetmaster ::

The almighty chocolateM0M0

[Winter Ribbons]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth :: "Hikaru! Hikaru Usagi Nakahara."
______☆ They call me :: Karu! Because sometimes Hikaru is just too long.
______☆dude or chick? :: Most certainly a chick!
______☆Brought into the world :: the 27th of August fifteen years ago
______☆Look at the stars! ::the ever lovely Virgo
______☆It runs through my veins :: O- , but you could have guessed that from my personality.
______☆Taller than the ground :: An unimpressive five feet and one inch tall...
______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale :: One hundred and six pounds to be exact! I'm pretty slim!

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______☆I'm known as the :: I'm the dramatic girl, so you could call me quite the drama queen!

______☆My heart's racing No one at the moment, but that's not to say that she doesn't dream of having one.

______☆The way I am :: Hikaru is quite the dreamer. She's often lost in day dreams and isn't the most studious student. It isn't that she's unintelligent, but doesn't seem to study because she spends most of her time reading comics, day dreaming, and playing video games. Though when she receives a poor grade, she tends to make a big deal over the matter, as she is a living breathing drama queen. Her strong point in school is art and literature, while she isn't very good at science. Despite her poor grades from time to time, Hikaru is a compassionate and caring person, who tends to be friendly with whomever she meets. Ultimately she is a lazy daydreamer with an enourmous heart.

With her dramatic emotions and good intentions, Hikaru appears to be quite playful when amongst her friends. But even when teasing others, she gets especially offended when others tease her about her height. Sometimes her temper flares, and she truly does like to put on a show when it comes to being open. "Open" is a term to be used lightly with Hikaru, usually because she tends to talk too much and display her emotions drastically. She has been known to act rather oddly, including collapsing to the ground because of a bad grade or striking comment, laughing loudly in the middle of a crowd when she truly believes something is funny, hiding in the corner when she feels ashamed, and sobbing loudly when upset. Though many deem this as dramatic, there have been those who have simply labeled her as childish.

The young teen is loyal however, and takes direct offense if one is to even accuse her of otherwise. Despite her perverted sense of humor, she truly is a hopeless romantic in terms of love. In fact, one of her dreams is to be swept off of her feet and be head over heels in love.

Then of course there is her relationship with food. Though she is picky about what she eats, Hikaru is quite the eater. She absolutely loves food, not to mention sweets.

To add her up into a lump sum, Hikaru is lazy yet lively, dramatic and sensitive, compassionate and kind, and playful but emotional.

______☆Let's turn back time ::Born into a happy middle class family, Hikaru seemed set for life. Her mother, Ami Nakahara, was a photographer, while her father, Yuki Nakahara, was a fisherman. The two had been wed six years prior, and were a very happy couple. Once Hikaru was born, she was supposed to complete their happy little family. Their main diet consisted of fish, she was brought to her father's boat rarely as a toddler and was teased by her parents for disliking lobster. As a young child, Hikaru loved to color with crayons and help her mother cook in the kitchen from time to time. Overall, they were a very happy family who spent time together regularly and sought nothing more than happiness.

Hikaru started school a year early, and was in first grade by the time she was five, rather than six. Eager to make new friends and spend time with other children her age, she raced off to the school doors. Proud, but melancholy to see their daughter beginning to grow, her parents wore nothing more than sad smiles. Despite such mellow beginnings, Hikaru always spent time with her father, reading him bed time stories rather than he reading them to her, and cooking dinner with her mother, speaking about the latest gossip in school. Even then, Hikaru was quite the little drama queen whenever she was emotional or disappointed. A trait she inherited from her father in fact. When Hikaru was seven, her little brother, Watanabe, was born.

When she started middle school, her father, Yuki, was caught in a storm off the harbor. He sadly did not make it back. Pulled out of class by her mother, who gave her the grim news between sobs, Hikaru was struck and overwhelmed. In fact, this is about the time that Hikaru discovered her powers. She cried loudly for hours, refusing to eat or go to school, and was dramatic, but without the usual comical way in which it seemed. Instead, she only mourned with her mother.

A few months later they moved to Tokyo. Her mother immersed herself in taking care of Watanabe and work. Hikaru was recovering already, attempting to make new friends, playing new games and reading comics, and so she lost herself to a fantasy world. But not for long, soon she was outgoing and compassionate once more. Now in high school, Hikaru is a happy girl, her mother a work from home mom, and her brother eight years old and in school, there are a happy family again. But it's hard to truly recover from the death of a loved one.

______☆Im a little special Hikaru can only transform into a magical girl when she truly feels strongly about something. If her heart isn't into the matter (if she doesn't care) she cannot transform and cannot use her powers.

light shot ;; Light shot is Hikaru's primary attack when she is in her magical girl form. Simply by pointing her index finger, much like children pretend to shoot guns, she can charge and shoot strong rays of light that can do physical damage. The power in the shot varies, as well as the size of the shot, so far she has noticed that the longer she charged the shot, the more powerful and larger it becomes. Still practicing her powers, Hikaru has noticed that she can perform the light shot with all of her fingers, though they seem to be less powerful when used at once. Using all of her fingers is still a work in progress. She is also beginning to find out that she can focus her powers more easily if she stores them, for example, there are times where Hikaru is carrying water guns to store the light shot and shoot it more easily.

healing starlight ;; This power is actually very useful. When someone is injured Hikaru simply needs to touch the wounded area and focus, forcing the wound to heal quickly. Though this power is still weak, Hikaru has been using it as frequently as she can to try and perfect it. So far, she can heal simple flesh wounds like cuts and bruises, and mend cartilage. When she enables this power, a soft glowing light emits from the spot she is focusing on.

twilight flash ;; The twilight flash is nothing more than a blindingly bright flash of light, which usually engulfs a radius of up to sixty feet so far. The light is extremely blinding, and is particularly silent as it engulfs the area.

walking on sunshine ;; A shocking power that Hikaru does not know how to control in the slightest, is that when there is a direct ray of light that is visible to the human eye, like a ray of sunlight for example, her body treats it as a physical force that she can manipulate, like walking on it. However, she can only do this when it is a direct ray of light, she cannot simply walk in mid air on a sunny day.

light bulb ;; Nothing more than a simple orb of light that Hikaru holds in her hands to illuminate dark places. It may vary in size, depending on how far apart she holds her hands, but will falter and fade away if it is not in contact with her skin. The light does not cause any physical harm, but simply lights the area much like a flashlight or light bulb.

★let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me :: one two three look at me!

Hikaru is very short, and she's very sensitive about it. With her short height, she is also very slim and slender. She is beginning to blossom into a young woman, and she's very proud of every development, including how her breasts are growing. She is small with decently sized curves and feminine swells, with petite hands and feet. Despite all that she eats her stomach is very flat and with all of the running around that she does, she is very trim.

Her face is an oval shape, and because so she often appears very young, along with the fact that she has large almond shaped eyes. Her lashes are dark and the color of her eyes is a dark red brown, that seems to be a bit lighter in the sunlight. Her hair appears short because of how it is cut and how she wears it, but it is in fact very long. In the front it appears to be no longer than her chin or shoulders, depending on the choppy layer, but she has twin tales in the back that are extremely long, reaching past her buttocks. Hikaru's hair is a deep pink color, which she takes care of and is very proud of. Despite it being so long she often makes sure it is healthy and cuts off any split ends. It is dyed this color of course, her natural hair color being a light golden brown, much like the color of caramel. Though she never lets anyone know that.

Her complexion is fair. A light skin tone without any freckles or blemishes, she considers herself to be very lucky. Besides such, Hikaru tends to dress much like the characters she sees in video games or comic books. This more often than not seems to get her more attention in school, but living in Tokyo and out on the streets, she is considered a cosplayer, despite this being her own fashion. Her closet is not normally stocked with the 'norm'. Arm warmers, leg warmers, boots, platform sneakers, scarves, bandannas, belts, vests, jackets, of all different and strange kinds occupy her closet. But no matter what outfit she is wearing, Hikaru is always wearing two black hair clips in the shape of 'X's on her shorter pig tails.

______☆Colors of the rainbow :: Always think pink! Do what you love and I love deep pink! And speak words that are golden!

______☆My Puppetmaster :: E - b o n y E - c l

[shounenHERO Pika]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth :: Kail Elliot
______☆ They call me :: Kai since for some reason my friends refuse to just say my name properly... Japan eh?
A less than endearing name is Goldy, from my more abrasive allies.
______☆dude or chick? :: I'm a guy in the shower when I look down, wanna see?
______☆Brought into the world :: February 16th, just before the dead line.
______☆Look at the stars! :: Aquarius, dawn of a new age...
______☆It runs through my veins :: B
______☆Taller than the ground :: 5'5", so I'm not that tall for a boy. I still have time to grow.
______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale :: 152lbs. I'm short but I can still pack a punch.

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the :: :.:.:The Energetic Trickster:.:.:

______☆My heart's racing Crush? No way, I don't have time to be tied down. I'm not going to start sleeping around or anything. But it's hard to do things that might seem a little, unconventional when you have a physical manifestation of a conscious always calling your phone. Or right there stopping you.

______☆The way I am :: I know we're all supposed to be pure of heart, but I tend to get in a bit of trouble. Nothing like maiming people, I've no interest in the harm of humans or pets. Unless the guy is a jerk. I'm a bit difficult to get to know, tending to lie about who I am. Even my 'friends' which is my current group to hang out with, when I feel like hanging out are not 100% sure on who I am. But it's fine. Though I've lied for the benefit of others, so it's not the worst trait in the world.
I don't like being made fun of. I've coped with not being the tallest guy around but I still find displeasure when people make fun of my height, my freckles, or the way I look in general. I'm okay with being embarrassed, it happens, but its another when someone is being out right cruel. Surprisingly, despite how rough I might seem, I'm great with words. So if I can avoid being physical, mind games are great. Especially since I'm not Japanese, some people look down on me seeing me as generic American. I'm half french on my mother's side. But I digress, it's fun to show someone up in their own specialty.

Despite my rambunctious ways I tend to hide a soft spot. A soft spot under layers of isolation and purposely pushing people away. I have a tendency to help wounded animals. Specifically cats and dogs. I've helped old women, beaten up kids teasing, or attacking someone smaller than them. I try to hide this from anyone I regularly know. Though my parents tend to see right through me. They wish I'd stop being so tough, but I have always found it hard to get along with people.
I skipped grades when I was in elementary and was not treated so well. Which caused me to go into isolation and eventually returned to my normal grade level. So this cause me to emotionally recede from outsides. So, back off!
I try to keep myself happy, upbeat and optimistic. But myself solely most of the time. When it comes to helping people emotionally It's not my forte so I stay away from anyone who seems crazier than me. Which isn't common.

______☆Let's turn back time :: Born in America February 16th sixteen years ago. My home town was a little place called Emerald Isle, NC on the east coast. It was beautiful and sometimes I do miss it. But let's step back a little farther.
Charlotte Blanchard was a woman who moved from Paris, France to be a model in America of all places. She was in a pretty good spot in my opinion. She was only seventeen at the time, and her mother was so proud. Grandma has some shallow tendencies.
Victor Elliot was an artist, a struggling one born in Emerald Isle like me. He was sixteen when this all occurred. They each had a friend getting married. Dad to mom's friend and mom to dad's. So they went to a wedding, a beautiful one held in my home town. Mom and Dad met that day, both young and happy and trying to grow. They'd spent a lot of time together, the bridesmaid and best man as ironic as it seems. They'd kissed not three hours after knowing one another. He also caught the garter and she caught the bouquet. A perfect love story.
Anyway, mom saved money and dad tried as hard as he could to sell art. Well, he got some done, but it wasn't going to well. It was hard to have a relationship seeing as mom tended to travel. But they stayed in touch. One year later, on my father's birthday, he was in a rut and low on money. Did I mention my grandparents on Dad's side had died when he was fifteen. Rather than living with someone he'd found a way to live on his own. So he had no one to fall back on.
Mom came to visit, and she was upset, or outright pissed he hadn't told her of his troubles. Well he apologized and she wanted to offer him money. He rejected it, and it seemed like things would end or go bad. But somehow, mom had fought her way close to him, a problem she says I have. They'd made love that night for the first time. Then dad painted and drew mom. Some kind of inspiration. She became his muse, dad started to sell, mom became even more popular. They hit it big. One more year passed and they got married in that same town as their friends. One more year and I came along. Perfect.

I loved living in that place. Beaches, trees, mountains. It was beautiful. But people bothered me. School didn't help much. When I was six I was already at a second grade level thanks to my mom. So they boosted me up a grade and well, kids weren't so nice. They didn't beat me up or anything, but I was ignored or shunned. Especially since I didn't quite grasp the same things as they did. About six months through I was reverted to my old grade, but since I freaked out they took me out of school. I home schooled through elementary. My mom in the mean time while being at home worked to be a writer.
But then my parents wanted to move to japan. My mom was no longer modeling, she wanted only my dad to see her in such ways. Some guy had come to my dad, asking him to do art work of women in japan like he had of my mom. My dad refused, he loved mom and wanted no part of it. But they did learn of things like manga and anime. So they wanted to produce mom's stories with dad's art. So we all moved.

Dad went to a school in japan, something he had to work hard as well to do. I remember him being locked up studying and working hard to try to meet the criteria. Mom kept writing stories, and eventually dad went to the school. I went to middle school. It was horrible since I couldn't speak the language. But I was new, no one knew me. I was interesting to some, hated by others. The usual for anyone. I tried to be friendly after spending so much time away from people. I made some friends who helped me learn the language. I also saw a world more technologically advanced then I'd ever known. So I got into it, playing games, arcades, reading manga, watching anime, building little robots with my new friends. Some of my shadier friends got me into the troublesome scene I tend to be in. But its okay, I like it. Still I've walked away from them once or twice since they say I don't open up enough to them.

My mom and dad currently have a manga in production my mom is writing. She also has light novels. For outsiders they were doing really well here. The manga is called All that Glitters. It's a story about a boy who pulls out a giant sword which actually is a girl. Its comedy romance. The light novel is a mystery horror. They had plenty of money, but they wanted me to get a job. So now I work at a manga cafe from time to time. It's called Octodog Cafe. After the octopus dog design that Americans go crazy over that originated here. Our symbol is a happy faced octodog. Weird? Fridays are cosplay day. So I dress up from time to time. My boss likes to make me the American blond idiots that seem to be portrayed a lot.

When I'm not doing that I am finding something to do. Either at the arcade, movies, or in some alley. Playing paintball in an alley or open lot is both troublesome, artistic and painful. My mom wishes I would stop being so brash, but is a kind and sweet woman who always knows best. My dad seems a little more open about it, but always gets more frustrated in the face of trouble. They both love me and I've never seen anyone more in love. They've instilled great qualities in me, even if I try to hide that from time to time.

I got my power one day while working. This strange looking girl was snooping about the store. I say snooping because she seemed to be acting weird. There was this moment where she finally turned and looked at me, and for some reason I looked back. Our eyes locked, not like love just some weird sensation I can't explain. After a minute I looked away and she seemed to faint. This caused a wall shelf to collapse. I rushed over as it occurred and used my body to brace most of it and protect her. When it was stable I tried to wake her with nudges of my shoes. She didn't respond at first and no one else was around. After several minutes she moved and thankfully for me she got up. I watched her get up, then tried to adjust the shelf safely. She touched my neck which caused me to jump and when I turned she was gone. Like some kind of illusion. Well I cleaned up that huge mess and got back to work.

One night a week later, there were a bunch of high schoolers picking on middle school girls with some bad plans. Too many for me to fight with, but I wanted to try. I really hoped things would go well, and wished I had some help or something would happen to make it end. Next thing I knew I felt strange and I was making images of monsters dance in front of the boys and behind the girls. The guys all fled and I freaked out. Later that night I was bored and nothing good was on, so I imagined some of my favorite characters doing something comical together. I saw it. I started to find some other abilities based on my desires and soon I was doing amazing things. I tend to use them frequently, mostly on normal people who need a pick up, or someone who needs to be put down. I haven't thought about making it a real gig yet.

______☆I'm a little special Saying illusions is the most basic way of explaining it. I can shift what others see as reality, and manifest fictional images to affect my opponents. While someone is standing still I can send them through a whole other world. I can make it seem like what was once a wall is gone. I can come and go as I please, without you knowing what was real or not. I literally manifest a world of illusion which can surround the victim(s) or just affect their mind. I have a tendency of using this to freak out jerks.

When I strain myself, and I mean really concentrate, I can make a part of the illusion become temporarily real. This is more difficult for me and expends a lot of my power. It's usually a method only used when the illusion is not enough and the person has to truly think it is real. While I can trick the mind into feeling pain, or make a person think they are drowning, I cannot make a man drown with oxygen around him unless his respiratory system fails to act properly under the illusion caused by stress. Unless I use the edge of my power, something recommended for only a single individual. Not that I plan on killing anyone.

A more useful ability is to pass through walls and the floors, and teleport a certain distance. This creates a sense of omnipotence to cause the victim more fear, or instill a sense of helplessness. It's more so for me to be safe to remove someone who is in danger or to escape myself. After all, I don't have the most aggressive power.

While most of the time I let a person defeat themselves, occasionally I use my powers to allow myself openings to personally land some blows on my opponent. One of my favorites though, is to see a persons biggest fear and force them to relive it. This one also takes some more juice and isn't called for much.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me :: I'll start from top to bottom. My hair is cut into uneven choppy bangs with spread out like the rays of the sun. Thick locks frame my face, surrounding honey-brown orbs. Thick lashes from my mothers side surround my eyes. My eyes are deep set, like my fathers, and my cheeks are freckled like his compared to mom's flawless skin. My lips are plush and full, but not every wide. My mom says its a wonderful mix. My cheekbones aren't too high, but set just about right to be attractive. I have a strong jaw... "just like your old man" I tend to hear.
My skin is possesses a pale healthy glow. What used to seem a little more powdery has gained such an attractive color from the affection of the sun with my time on the beaches. While I'm thin I spent much time enduring physical activity. Whether it be in the water swimming, or surfing, or getting into the occasional fight. Hell even unloading boxes of manga and coffee bags I'm pretty strong. At least for someone of my size.
I have well developed natural muscles rippling under my flesh, it just isn't showing that well yet. Mom says I still need to grow. Plus I'm not body builder, it's all more natural. I don't have a six pack, but my stomach and tight and well formed. My calves are a little more developed from my thighs, swimmer's legs. Though running around has kept them mostly even. I don't look weird or anything.

I bare no piercings right now, but I have the holes in my ears to show they once rested there. They've yet to close. To be honest I fit in pretty well around here. Appearance wise.
The black band aid like thing on my nose is something I'm somewhat fond of. When I was little I was running from this dog that scared me and fell on my face. My mom put a bandage on my nose as well as a couple of other places. I thought I looked cute and when I finally had to stop putting new ones on I put on some wire tape. Mom didn't like that but to indulge me she bought me a set of those I could replace. I've been doing it since. The head band, doesn't matter which color is because my hair tends to get in the way some times and I don't want to pull it back. So the band helps a bit.
My usual style of dress falls into the punk-ish category. This is when I'm not at work. At work I wear a t-shirt with the company logo and a pair of black pants. I wear steel toe boots, stuff tends to fall. I'll remove my hand band at work unless my hair is getting in my way and remove my gloves or punk like attire. When going to special occasions with my parents I have nice clothes just in case.

______☆Colors of the rainbow :: When I move it's vibrant. When I think it's beautiful. When I speak it's fluid.

______☆My Puppetmaster :: Veil of Rain

[shounenHERO Pika]

☁ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

☁It was given at birth :: MITSURUmasahiko 里正彦
☁ They call me ::
【 masa - kun 】
meaning elegant and splendid. Do you really think that I actually act like that?
Yeah that is what I thought. Many of my classmates call me by this name
because it is simple! easy to understand, am I right? Short and easy to remember
【 hiko - kun 】
now you are talking. This name means prince. Which is what obviously I am.
I mean, look at me. I got the eyes, the hair, the body. Well, my arms can use
some more work . . . okay, I might not have the best body, but this name
describes me very well if I must say. Many of the female classmates call me
this. They all know that it is true.
【 mits - san 】
glowing. this is an interesting short form of my last name am I right? only my
family call me this. I don`t like to give out my last name. only to my very close friends
☁dude or chick☁ :: man-ly ( ♥ )
☁Brought into the world :: ☆☆☆ SEPTEMBER 1ST ; SEVENTEEN
☁Look at the stars! :: ⇨⇨ virgo life;
☁It runs through my veins :: ↘↘ Type B
☁Taller than the ground :: 『 5 ` 6 』 that`s right, look up to me
☁ Let's step on the weighing scale :: 148LB of muscles !

☁ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☁I'm known as the :: 「 The Charming Prince 」 you want my kisses, you want my love

______☁My heart's racing
who the [********] are you talking about?
the ladies have a crush on me !

______☁The way I am ::

Trustworthy. One of the many words that can describe Mitsuru Masahiko. You can trust Masahiko with anything in your life. Whether it has to do with your relationship, private life, or your school life, he is somebody that understands and you can trust. Masahiko seems to keep secrets like treasures, he had never gave anyway, only the ones that seemed they needed help in. However, Masahiko doesn`t like to trust people. It just isn`t his nature. Many people don`t believe that he is trustworthy. He seems that he will blurt out your secrets in second because his popularity. He says that this is a lame reason, but people had told his that they do not trust him at all! Another reason why people might not trust him is that he has a very loudmouth. You would see him yelling in the hallways at school or at the park. But usually, when he is yelling, he is also swearing. Making him a very big potty mouth. Every three to five sentences, it contains a swear word. He doesn`t care where he is, at the library or at his friend's house, one of the bad words will come.

With the trustworthy part in his personality list. Masahiko is a very reliable guy. If you can trust him with anything. You can trust him to do anything. Even when it comes to feeding your dog, he will be there right on time to feed him his favourite food. When it comes to doing homework, he would be finishing it right on time. That is how reliable he is. Masahiko seems to up stand to whatever he believes in or do whatever he wants which makes him a very interfering guy. Whenever you are kissing your lover, he will come out of nowhere and throw his pencil right at your face. If you are cuddling with your lover, he will move the two heads apart and stick his head through, saying that he can`t see and you are blocking the way. It seems that he is an attention seeker. But that isn`t it. Just the way that he lives.

As well as being reliable you may also say that he is a very helpful friend. Well, look at it this way. He is trustworthy, reliable, and helpful. How else do you think he is so popular? He gets along with the ladies and men. Anyways, being a helpful friend, he will help you whenever you are in need. Whether it has to do with money or just that you are having a hard time. He is willing to give you that helping hand. But, Masahiko is very inflexible. No, that doesn`t mean that he cannot bend over. Which he can`t. But he doesn`t like changes. Even as a child. If you give him rice for ten days in a row, don`t give him noodles all a sudden. Masahiko likes things staying the way they were. He will not give up his rice for noodles.

Ever since he was a child, Masahiko has learned things with his eyes. Like sex for instance. He watches porn. He learned his position and tricks by a slut and a man. Even in school that he how he learns. He likes to watch how the rectangle finally knows his perimeter by all up all his sides. If you put that all together, he is a very observant character. He likes to look at his problem and study it carefully before approaching it and solving it. He also likes to take a look at everything around him so he knows that is going on, so that he isn`t missing anything out. But he prefers not to know everything. Surprised are something that he always look forward to in life.

In a relationship, Masahiko is a flirt. He finds it hard to stay away from girls at even giving them cheesy compliments. Girls love talking to him, but Masahiko doesn`t find it the same. His charms just come to him naturally. Even when he is a relationship, he flirts with other ladies because they just seem to cling to him like a metal and a magnet. His girlfriends find it lame and tell him to stop. But he can`t so they end up breaking up sooner or later. So this isn`t make him committed in any relationship. However, he is very protective of his girl. This makes all the girls stay just for a little longer. Masahiko is always looking for the one. People laugh at him for even believing in that kind of stuff.

Wild, active, cheerful. The three are all perfect words to describe Masahiko. You can see him with a smile on his face. The smile the brings smiles to other people as his past girlfriend once called. As an active character, he would play street sports, never on a team because he complains that they are too many snobby people on there. But playing in the streets it where he gets his workout everyday. He doesn`t like to try hard to get his stuff, only when it comes outside of school and material things. When it comes to sports, he tries all he can. However, there are times that he can act selfish, and cold. He doesn`t like to help others until he helps himself. His selfishness only gets him so far in his bad traits part. Sometimes, when he wants something, he will be selfish and his helpful side of him won`t come out. Whether you tripped or fall. He will get what he wants just like when he was a kid. But when he tries too hard, his nice side just comes shooting back out. Masahiko might be cheerful, but there is also the cold side of him dying to come out. He will diss you. Masahiko is not the nicest person around. In fact, he prefers not be called that. When he doesn`t like you, he would try to keep it to himself and until you piss him off real bad, he will scare the living ******** out of you. But then around, when you get off the right foot with Masahiko. You will have a friend, and a friend for the rest of your life. Unless you back stab him.


______☁Let's turn back time ::

{ PART ✿ ONE }

When two kids come together, one boy and one girl, there is a chance they may fall in love with one another or hate each other`s guts. That is pretty much was happened with Masahiko’s parents. The two never had gotten along with each other. Both of their friends never liked each other, they were both in separate part of the school. The two liked completely different things, The girl likes art, the boy like sports. But will two different people make a good couple? Like how a giver and a taker should always get married to one another? That doesn’t happen here. But it is a must.

The parents of the boy and the girl got together one day for a reunion. The four were long lost friends. They laughed together, they shared the same jokes, and they went to the same school together. After graduation, the four stopped talking to each other, they all just went their own ways until now. Now that they met, they wanted to do something, something that will allow the four to stay in touch. And that was, an arranged marriage.

The parents told the boy and the girl about their arranged marriage after the two of them got a good paying job. The girl became a doctor and the guy became an athlete. When the parents unleashed the news to them. The first thing that came out of the both and the girl mouth was the word No. Of course the two didn’t want to be married. They tried everything to do to stop it, but that only got the boy and the girl closer which eventually, allow the two to fall in love with one another.

{ PART ✿ TWO }

When the two got married, the first thing they wanted was a child. A girl to be exacted. And when that they came, they got a boy instead. A beautiful baby boy that they do not regret getting. He looked just like his mom, with his blonde hair and eyes. No features of father. Not that it didn’t upset him, but it felt like that the son was going to act something like his father. As for the name? They wanted to name the baby something unique. . That was when the name Masahiko popped into both of their heads. And Masahiko was his name.

Masahiko had accomplished many things before his fifth birthday. This included his first steps, his first words, his crawls and his potty training. As a rich baby, Masahiko had always gotten the best bikes, the best games, and toys that every kid in the neighbourhood wanted. Jealous? No, the whole neighbourhood was rich. It felt like Masahiko fit right in with the place. He was born in the right family. Masahiko could never imagine himself poor.

When Masahiko was five, it was weird because strange thing was happening to him, not his family. Like he suddenly felt a lightning blot go up his spine. It was a day when he met a strange women. And there was something about her that made him shiver. On that very next day, he went swimming. The water hated him. Masahiko almost drowned and it took a while for him to come back alive. Two days after that, he went with his extended family, he saw a squirrel and started chasing after it, something yellow shot out of his hand. The squirrel stopped moving . . .

Masahiko doesn't remember any of that.

{ PART ✿ THREE }

School was one of the best things that happened to Masahiko. Ever since kindergarten, he was known as the Prince of Japan. The girls go crazy over him, when the older ladies talk to him, they say that he is the cutest thing alive which only made everybody want him more. It was his charms that brought all the ladies to the yard. As the prince, he would get what he wanted in school, the ladies, the food, even the teacher he wanted. It was like the whole school was obeying to him. It was crazy.

But Masahiko never liked school. He never liked being in the same class as the rich snobby people. Masahiko would always complain to his parents that he wanted to transfer schools, his parents never allowed that. When he reached the seventh year, that was when he thought of something. He wanted to beat up people. Anybody and anyone. If you pissed him off. He will knock your head out. Masahiko only wanted to do this to transfer school. After being kicked out of three private schools. His parents gave up and let him be. His parents let him go to a public school like the rest of the other kids. Of course that made him happy, it gave Masahiko a smile on his face.

Masahiko was too use to beating people up to get out of the private schools. So that became a problem for him. Whenever he didn’t like somebody, he would end up hurting them in anyway. . . And that was when he finally learned his power. His ability of lightning.

______☁Im a little special
YO, THIS s**t IS THE s**t. That was the first thing Masahiko thought of when he discovered his power. One day, during school. A guy he didn`t like came up to him, and started s**t with him. So, the two took it to the back alley. Nobody came, they didn`t want to know what was going on, or who was going to win. Everybody was on different sides.

So it was just the two, Masahiko and the idiot. Once the two started giving each other punches. A lighting blot came shooting out of Masahiko hand. It fried him real good. He didn`t die of course. The lightning blot was weak at the time. And ever since then, he has been learning new skills rather than training them.

When the letter from the Magical Girl came, that was when the real training started. . . .

For Masahiko become a Magical Boy. All you got to do is pick a fight with him. A fight which involves him bleeding. Simple.


POWER OF LIGHTNING

Lightning storm You really want to know why Tokyo has been having so many Lightning storms? It is because Masahiko has been calling them down. Every four months, Masahiko would have a habit of calling them down. Watching everybody freak out and run inside their houses. He would start laughing. The lighting blots shoot at random places, sometimes striking people.

electrical conduit This ability allows Masahiko to travel through anything electrical, that means that he can travel into a T.V and out the other end, go into a plug and travel anywhere from there, or go on the electrical wires and travel across the city easily.

thousand volts This was the first move that Masahiko used. He used it in the battle with the random guy from school and pretty much fried his a**. One of the only moves that he has really been training. Thousand volts allows Masahiko to release a lightning blot from his hand and let it shoot out like Spider-Man`s webs. But, this allows Masahiko to hit more than one target at a time. It also causes paralyzing. Deadly and his favourite to use.

electric shield this is pretty much self explained. he uses an electric shield to save himself from rocks being thrown at him, or fireballs shooting at his face. Whatever it is. But it doesn`t cover his whole body, only where his two hands is. If the two are apart, half of the shield will be on each side.

overcharge This moves allows him to load up his shot, whatever it is. It makes it more powerful but takes 30 seconds. Using up a lot of energy as well.

speed up this moves allow him to attack faster as well as moving faster.

thunder punch Causes paralyzing. Masahiko just punches people with this lightning move.

lightning ball He heard everybody talk about the anime 'Naruto'. With that being said, we went to check it out himself. It was funny because there was a move that inspired him to learn it. So it is pretty much like Rasengan and a better version of the thunder punch.

☁ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☁It's a mirror reflecting me :: you may
be the one for me or just another girl i see


When you take a glance at Masahiko. You will first of all, glaze into his deep eyes. And the first question you ask yourself is How? How are his eyes that colour? To be honest. Nobody knows where he got that eye colour from. It is natural. His mother and father doesn`t even come close to that eye colour. It is like that the doctor gave him contacts at birth and it has been like that since the beginning that he was born. His eyes are a blue type of colour. Almost like a dark cyan colour and then it goes to a light cyan colour with hints of white. It even goes to an almost green type of colour. Like a teal. You may look into his eyes forever, but you will never find the answer you are looking for.

The next thing you noticed about Masahiko is his white hair. The next question you ask yourself is What the ******** . . . How? And he looks hot with it. He knows he looks hot with the white colour hair. But he just doesn`t know how. Many girls (including his mother) and plucked off his hair when he wasn`t paying attention and took a very close look at it. You noticed some grey in there. Is he turning old?! but then when you reflect it in the light, your question has been answer. No he isn`t turning old, but his hair is sure ******** white! Okay, now put that piece of hair down. When you walk away and look at his hair, it is short. Like a normal guy`s hair should be. Masahiko thinks that it is homo that any male`s hair should be longer than their shoulder. Many of the times, Masahiko may mistaken you for a girl. And that, is a different story.

Now look at everything else on his body. As a man, he has rough skin. Make you not even want to hold his hand anymore. It is like a bumpy rock that you just found on the ground. Just kidding. His skin is soft like a baby`s. Especially his cheeks which his mother taken care of the most. Masahiko`s skin is a beige colour, nothing very special about that. He has many scars, most of them are on his legs and on his arms. These are usually from fights that he picked for no reason or from tripping while doing something stupid. Being a flirt, he would always say to himself; keep your abs. He currently has a six pack that he always look at. Nobody believes he actually has one.


______☁Colors of the rainbow :: #594F4F, #547980 #45ADA8


______☁My Puppetmaster ::
I BET THIS miidniight - rainbow GIRL IS HOT ;D

[shounenHERO Pika]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth ::

Laurent Mathis Patrice

______☆ They call me ::

Raru ( or ) Aru;;
___ Because Laurent's name is so difficult to pronounce using Japanese syllables ( the 'L' itself causes major problems for most of the public ) he is more often than not called Raru or Aru, which are more fitting to the country he now lives.
Laurent;;
___This itself he appreciates more than anything, simply because he was used to this from home. He never demands for or asks for his last name to be used, unlike Japanese manners dictate.

______☆dude or chick? ::

King of his foreign castle . . . ( ♂♂♂ )

______☆Brought into the world ::

On the eve of June first, sixteen years prior to the present.

______☆Look at the stars! ::

It's not that you're seeing double; merely the twin Gemini watching overhead.

______☆It runs through my veins ::

AB to describe Japanese personality tradition.

______☆Taller than the ground ::

A grand five foot, seven inches. ( 5'7'' )

______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale ::

Carrying the weight of one hundred and forty seven pounds.

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the ::

The, Oblivious Foreigner, at your service !! Master of Darkness; the one and only Gemini-blessed child !!


______☆My heart's racing

Being relatively new, Raru hasn't met enough people to really become attached. He had a few girls who pulled his interest back in his native country, but no one has stuck him in Japan as of yet. However, he is very attached to his roommate, Daiki, more like a partnership and close trust than anything else, and it's probable that if he finds interest in a girl, he'll want Daiki's approval as well.


______☆The way I am ::

Optimistic && Confident
Generally, Raru seems to be in a positive mood; he's usually got a smirk or a smile on his face, with bright eyes and a chuckle. He seems to have a never ending high streak, never being down, though his joy is more of a sly, foxy pleasure than a shining, energetic one. He's almost always chuckling or laughing at something, finding most things funny or amusing, even when they are cruel and shouldn't be. It's a bad habit he has, laughing at other's misfortunes, and it has gotten him into trouble more than once before. Raru is also very confident. He believes in himself, he believes in his abilities, and he believes in those that are with him or on his side. It is to a point that he can be rather cocky about it, holding high pride in himself and his friends. It's not that failure isn't an option; he believes it isn't possible. Because of this, he takes loss very hard, blaming himself or whoever was the cause of it. He likes to win; he's a winner, and he doesn't like coming in last -- heck, second place is hard enough to accept!

Curious && Misunderstanding
Raru likes to learn. The entire world fascinates him, especially new cultures and new things. He is a rather intelligent boy, knowing a lot about the world in his studies and travels, and he specializes in mythology and religion along with new cultures and places. If there's something he doesn't know, he's highly likely to pursue it and try to learn everything he can. He prefers a hands on approach to anything else, instead of sitting back and studying it; what better way to learn than through trial and error? Through this, this is probably the only place he'll accept failure; he understands that the first shot is a write off because you don't have enough information to win. He's the kind of guy that tackles a boss in a video game and loses on purpose in the first fight so that he has the knowledge the second time around to beat it with perfection. Of course, because he is in Japan, almost everything is new to him, and he's still adjusting, so quite often he ends up not knowing something or looking like a fool; his childish unknowing is often expressed with curiosity or mild shock. He doesn't like to show when he's made a mistake, and especially with all the cultural differences, he often responds with a half-hearted laugh and a somewhat confused, nervous expression, though mild.

Cocky && Dramatic
Because he is such a strong believer in himself, Raru can be very, very cocky. He holds pride in himself and his abilities, and that tends to come out in his words and actions, especially when involved in battle or competition. He has a bad habit of mouthing off in his confidence, and showing off a bit too much. He is also very showy; when one says dramatic, it is dramatic in the sense of an actor, not so much in the everyday drama that all teenagers seek. Raru has a strange way of acting, which often comes off as if he's playing on a stage or reading from a book. He has a showman's attitude, saying strange quotes at inappropriate times and making things more dramatic than they were intended. He has a loud, strong, clean voice, like the voice of a fantasy actor singing in a musical or the narrator of a great play, and he uses it to it's best ability in his showing off. Everything involving him is more like a great story than real life; he's quirky and eccentric.

Emotionally-Compromised && Empathetic
Because of his power, Raru has the ability to sense the negative emotions and feelings of other people; and because of that, he is extremely empathetic about others when they're down or angry. Truthfully, he is the best person to understand you if you're down or have a problem, because he can actually feel what you're going through, and can adjust himself appropriately. He understands the pain you're in, and in response to that can be very careful with your feelings, and yet know what to say and how to say it. He is known to play mediator of sort to negative feelings. However, Raru can not feel positive feelings, and it has grown to make him believe that no one really ever feels happiness, joy or love. Raru is very jaded, and he sees other people in somewhat of a negative light. If you're not sad or angry, he thinks you're simply neutral or content; that no one can be truly 'happy', because he can not feel it. He has made it somewhat of a personal quest to try and discover happiness and feel it and it's radiance, but his power is making that very difficult for him, making him a near non-believer in good feelings. He keeps those thoughts to himself and does not express them, but it's left a damper on his heart. He is easily overwhelmed by extremely happy people because he can not feel nor understand them, and while most of the time he responds with pushing them away, some part of him wants to cling to them more than ever so that he can try to find a bit of their light.


______☆Let's turn back time ::

Saint Lucia, an island off in the Caribbean, is where this story begins, in the romance of a foreigner and a local. A traveling American met miss Sophie Patrice; a beautiful local woman who was less than fortunate. On an island where the unfortunate make up over twenty percent of the population, it was not uncommon. She was a solitary girl who had no family; a woman living merely on her own. But her charm and the chance of the accidental meeting enticed the American, and for one whole day, he spent his time chasing after her and ignoring strong calls of rejection. By the time evening fell, Sophie had given in to the American's own charms, and for one night they spent in bliss; a match made in heaven, a beautiful connection. That night would change her life forever, and when she parted ways with the American, his ship leaving at noon the next day, she had no idea what weight his leaving would leave behind.

Sophie was now with a child.

For a woman with little money, the fact that she was pregnant was a brutal shock. And the fact that she knew the father, but knew he was long gone - knew nothing more than the first name of Joshua and the face embedded in her memories - meant that she would be raising the child on her own. Nine months later, beautiful Laurent Patrice came into the world; a tiny baby that would shape the world as she knew it. Of course, Sophie was terrified, and some of that resentment reflected on the child. For the first week or two, the boy was somewhat neglected, only fed and changed when he needed to be and given very little love as mother sorted through her despair. But those weeks were only weeks, and Laurent's small face, tiny hands and little voice wormed his way into his mother's heart, and she fell in love. This beautiful boy - the only fragment she had left from the affair of that night - was hers and hers alone. A shining light in her dark days. Quickly, Laurent became her everything. Laurent got everything he desired, with Sophie often suffering because of her sacrifices for the boy. A single mother living in a poverty like situation, making so little money . . . Well, prostitution was the only answer.

And she struck gold.

Laurent had been three, left with one of Sophie's few friends as mommy went out to do her work. The man was a foreigner; tall, handsome, mysterious, and yet dark all in the same way. The job went about normal -- well, at least, until the end. Her customer ended up having an attack near the end from the stress of the euphoric rush -- a fatal heart attack, dying upon the bed. Sophie panicked. She cried and worried and stressed. She called the hotel phone, called the ambulance, had him brought away, and she herself stayed in that hotel room, curled up and crying, trying to sort through his things to find a name of a loved one or something so she could contact someone! However, he was secretive about his things. The simple fact was, the man that had paid her, her customer, now dead, was a drug dealer. And under the bed was hundreds of thousands of dollars from his trafficking. Sophie nearly had a heart attack of her own when she saw the money, small hands running over each bill . . . And she made such a quick decision, her heart torn, but it had to be done.

She stole the entire case.

Sophie and Laurent were rich. She took the boy and moved to America, going to New York, where Joshua had told her stories about during that one night. She bought a condo and paid for school for herself, which included all of her grade school levels, and then university level nursing. While she went to school, she took care of Laurent and searched for Joshua -- of course, in vain. She was impossibly successful in nursing and struck gold once again, suddenly making more money than she and the baby boy needed. Laurent, her bright star, was given every little desire he could have ever wanted. The boy was put into school and there he did well as well. However, the search for Joshua was less successful. Laurent's father seemed to be nowhere to be found. Sophie would not give up. She would find him, and re-unite this family . . .

Laurent became interested in computers at an early age, and spent a good amount of time online, talking to people from other countries. Taking a bit of fascination of finding his father from his mother, Laurent also spent a bit of time researching the man, trying to find a trace of him, with little to no luck. He toyed with the thought that Joshua might not be in the country anymore; he could be somewhere else, far away. And because of that, he wanted to travel. When he was fourteen, he convinced his mother to let him go to England for a year in a student exchange program. He also spent two months of his summer vacation of fifteen years old in Canada, jumping around from place to place. Now, at sixteen, he's finally gone further; for one year, he will be staying in Tokyo, Japan. He arrived in the beginning of February to come stay with his care family. The entire thing was a large cultural shock; sure, he'd been out of the country, but never to something this drastically different! His difficulty reaching up to the mannerism and standards of Japan proved to get him into a few tight spots, but he has slowly grown to adjust, and to be fairly fluent in the language.

But before detailing too far, there is one final event of importance in his life; the airport meeting on the first day he arrived. Before meeting with his new family in Japan, after he had flown in from America, Laurent had found himself a bit lost in the airport. Desperately he had been trying to find his care family with no success. Instead, he met her. The woman, who had come up behind him so delicately and carefully asked if he needed a hand, Laurent had expressed confusion with his weak Japanese, and rambled on in a weak accent on terrible syllables. The girl - finding amusement in his desperation - helped him around the airport, and helped him find his family. When he finally spotted them with the sign they had promised to make, he gave thanks to the girl, and the girl held his hand for just a second - a quick squeeze, and a good luck, and then Laurent was on his way, not realizing the true importance of that meeting . . .

From that day forward, he began to feel strange things. It was as if he could sense the emotions of everyone around him, but it was like . . . no one was happy. It terrified him, at first, to the point where he locked himself in his room for a good few days because he didn't want to see anyone and feel the pain. But he grew used to it, eventually toying with the belief that it was a gift. His awakening to his shadow powers came a bit later on, in March; when coming home late from an outing with some boys from school, he was attacked by a desperate man looking for money for drugs, and his own scared feelings and the desperate feelings of the man channeled into power, and his powers accidentally activated. All the shadows around in the darkness of the night lifted from the ground and performed so spectacularly, the man ran screaming from the area. This caused another day of fear, but simply not as long; Laurent now knew he was special, and began toying and testing his powers. Though he did not know the extent of them, he wanted to learn. And then, of course, the arrival of the letter came, and with the promise of a power greater than anything he could imagine, Laurent wanted that power for his mother - and for finding his power. Because God could do anything, of course God could find a single man . . . and so, he would become God, for his family and for everything that he loved. That, he decided, was the reason for his powers.

Raru is staying with Daiki's family -- Daiki being the magical boy empowered by Scorpio. He is quite trusting of the boy and has grown a strong bond with him, and Daiki is how he gets around Japan. He is the only one that he has fully opened up to as of yet, as being in a strange country can be a bit unnerving.


______☆Im a little special

___Magical Boy Gemini ♦ The Power Of Darkness
___Transformation Activation Quote: " By the power of the twins of darkness, I call upon you! Awaken the shadows within me! Ad Astra, Gemini, transform! " (Ad Astra is Latin for 'to the stars'.)
After transforming into Magical Boy Gemini, Laurent takes on the power of darkness. Of shadows; often thought of negatively, darkness can also simply mean an absence of light, not always evil. Laurent is strongest during the night time, and when in the presence of 'negative' emotions. Not just his own, but others; if he is protecting someone who is depressed or angry, his attack power will be multiplied. He has nearly no strength in positive-emotion situations, which makes it impossible for him to participate in friendly spars or competitions -- at least, not with much help from his powers!

Laurent's first power is that he can sense the negative feelings of the world and people around him. A form of both empathy and premonition, he is very in tune to darker feelings and emotions; sadness, rage, perversion, despair -- anything that is not considered on the 'good' side of things. If someone is feeling down, he can feel it on the edges of his mind. He can not sense positive or happy emotions, however; only dark ones. He can also sense pain, in both a human and the world. It's impossible to hide whether you're depressed or angry while in front of him; his innermost power tells him the truth of your feelings. However, this power has also left him somewhat bewildered to positive emotions, and he has a hard time understanding them. This power is accessible in both his normal and transformed forms.

His second power is the control of shadows. Laurent can manipulate shadows to do his bidding, but only when he is transformed. He can manifest shadows into physical matter to use as attacks, restraints, barriers -- the darkness moves to his will. It is easy to say he is at his strongest when it is night time, or when there are sufficient shadows, and he is significantly weaker in an open field. Most commonly, Laurent is known for using this manipulation for the creation of dark arrows or ropes of darkness, but his control of shadows extend far beyond that.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me ::

Raru ( plus ) Aru, transform into Magical Boy GEMINI!

Raru is your average height to the world, which might seem a bit tall to the rest of the Japanese; five foot seven, well toned and built, though not particularly muscular. He has long legs and small hands, but the bulk of his form is cut and shaped masculine and boyish; a gift he received from his father. Raru's face is cut thin into sleek, almost sly features, but it's a foreign charm that grants him attention in his new home for the next year. His eyes are large and round, though his pupils are somewhat catish. By nature, he is a blue-eyed boy; a deep, dark blue, almost touching the edges of velvety violet, the same colour as his mothers. Unfortunately, he has never had very good eyesight, and has always required glasses; he prefers minimalist frames, nothing that really draws attention. Another gift from his father is his sandy blonde hair; the bright, American gold is something rarely seen in the streets of Japan. His entire presences gives off a foreign, unknown vibe, from his blonde hair and blue eyes right down to his sandy-tan skin, just lightly browned from the sun at home.

Most often, he dresses in casual, comfortable clothing, and in very few layers. Because home was relatively hot, he is not used to jackets and shirts under shirts; he prefers to wear one layer and one layer only. He dresses in almost all colours of the rainbow, but always seems most at home in the neutrals and in greens. He wears no known accessories or jewelery, save for three silver rings pierced into his upper earlobe. He finds the school uniforms uncomfortable, and so he'll never be caught in one after school hours; he doesn't like anything restricting his neck. All and all, with tanned skin and blonde hair, Raru stands out like a sore thumb in his new country of Japan.

It must also be made noted that when Raru transforms, his eyes change to a yellow-gold, like that of a demon's or a cat's.


______☆Colors of the rainbow ::

DARKolivegreen for narrative and actions. " CADETblue for voice !! " // PERU for thoughts. //


______☆My Puppetmaster ::

Oh great god, StrawberryPika !!

[Winter Ribbons]

❤ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______❤It was given at birth :: Miu Inoue.

______❤ They call me :: Miu.

As her name is only three letters, practically everyone calls her Miu. Be it with her most familiar or closest people, such as family or loved ones, or simply acquaintances, everyone calls her Miu.

______❤dude or chick? :: A lady, of course!

______❤Brought into the world :: Exactly a week before Christmas, December 18th.

______❤Look at the stars! :: Sagittarius, the archer.

______❤It runs through my veins :: Type B. Miu often hears people whispering that's the reason for such irresponsibility.

______❤Taller than the ground :: Miu is taller then the average height of girls, yet shorter then most guys. She stands at around 5'5-5'6.

______❤ Let's step on the weighing scale :: 1oo pounds.

❤ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______❤I'm known as the :: The Flirt.

______❤My heart's racing That would be a secret.

______❤The way I am ::
You instantly become a target, if you're a male. Honestly, you can be obese, have a deformed face, but Miu will still flirt with you. Simply, because, she sees all men as a challenge. A challenge to win, and break their hearts. It's evil of course, however, it's her "reason for living." However, because, most men listen to her in exchange for a mere compliment or wink, Miu is extremely manipulative with boys. The reason she does this, is because she likes being the puppeteer, completely in control, the one with all the power. However, because she's popular with the men, most females hate her, and often, people pick fights with her. After many years of handling girls ganging up on her, she's learned to be extremely brave, regardless of the outcome. The things most people don't know is, Miu is one big cry-baby. She will cry a lake, after seeing a sad scene in a movie. Though others find it cute, she's extremely ashamed of showing her "weakness". Miu, is also, a professional liar, honestly, she could be an amazing actress. Lying start off with her, covering up for herself, such as crying, however, over the years, she found out that, people are more impressed with lies then reality. However, she will never lie to her true friends, only to people she doesn't sincerely care about.

______❤Let's turn back time ::
You know, in high-school, there always seems to be the perfect couple? A decade or two back, that was Nanami and Daisuke. Nanami, was a girl with a lot of spirit. She wasn't afraid to speak her mind, stood up for her friends, and it definitely helped that she was perfectly gorgeous. Tall, and lithe, she stood out from the crowd. Then, there was Daisuke. He wasn't your typical "King" of the school, usually, the stereotypes for them was cool, intelligent, and strong. In fact, he was neither all three of those. However, it was his kind heart that attracted even the coldest souls to him. His smile was sincere, and when he spoke, would simply remain only on him. It was no surprise to the rest of their small town, when they became a couple. They were happy, for many, many years, throughout high-school, everyone praised yet envied their blissful times.

However, one day, Nanami fell deadly ill. After going to the hospital, she received news. Pregnancy. For a while, the pair were happy, planning names, and predicting the future happiness in their lives. However, slowly, reality shined through. Both families were disappointed in both of them, and would not agree to supporting their future. Thus, both of them, one pregnant, the other, not so-bright, had to start working. Nanami needed her husband during such times, however, Daisuke, being a man, slowly tired of the ill and pregnant woman he had previously loved. So, he started seeing other women, coming home late, often not at all, and incredibly drunk.

A month or two later, Miu arrived. For several weeks, Daisuke returned to his old, loyal, charming self, but it was not long until the cycle repeated itself. He spent the much-needed woman on other women, and often, he lent money to his close "friends", promising they would "return" it soon, when they just ran off with it. Every night, Nanami cried herself to sleep. Even sleep, was something so scarce, as it was disturbed by the cries of a needy baby. It was too much for her, she was simply better off, without her husband anymore. It was time for divorce.

She'd had enough of America. She was going to move to where she had been born, and raise Miu there. Tokyo. And since then, both mother and daughter have been living together in a small apartment.

______❤Im a little special ::
Before she uses her powers, Miu transforms, into well, a magical girl. She's not exactly sure, how she learned how to transform, but she recalled a dream, and in that dream, she repeated a strange sentence, "In the name of Mars, I call upon the element of Air!" After having that dream, Miu felt extremely foolish, however, she did try it, and her life was completely altered from the on. First, her right hand shot up into the air, and you could see those nails glistening, amethyst eyes widening. Suddenly, Miu rose into the air, twirling several times. A blue brooch suddenly flew right below her clavicle, and the upper part of the uniform began to form, appearing first as a violet ribbon. Aurelie closed her eyes, and put both hands crossing over each other, which was when a pair of white gloves was fit onto her. Then, came the boots, with a flash, purple semi-heeled boots with a small white lining on the top developed onto her long legs. Finally, came the skirt, which fit right onto the upper part like a dress. And with that, her body curved inward, then her whole body arched upwards towards the sky, and the final piece of the uniform was added. The tiara. It was golden, with a circular amethyst in the middle. MIu's body moved on her own, and struck a most heroic pose, one hand on her thin hip, the other on her forehead. During the whole process, she had not quite been herself. As she looked down, she was shocked. A white uniform, with a powder blue semi-cape floating in the back, with a matching blue skirt. The purple ribbon on the shirt, sleeves, and boots, gave the final touch. Miu was extremely shocked and confused, however, the next day, an explanation arrived, a letter from someone anonymous, mentioning something about the Twinkle Ribbon. Little by little, she discovered her powers, holding the element of Air. She started off with small things, like being able to manipulate directions of wind, and controlling the temperature of air. Slowly, she began to learn she could temporarily fly. Soon, she could evenhear things from afar, by using sound waves that traveled on the wind, or breathe under-water by creating air bubbles. Though she hasn't perfected this yet, she can make her self invisible for a while.

❤ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______❤It's a mirror reflecting me ::
oo1.oo2.
eyes. Her eyes are the reason, so many people are attracted to her. They're the color of amethyst, which is extremely unusual, with her being a Japanese girl. Extremely long pitch-black eyelashes surround her violet irises.
skin & hair. She's extremely pale, which helps set off her ebony hair. She always styles her hair exactly the same way. Ninety percent of it is let down, however, at the bottom of her hair, she separates her hair into two halves, tying them at the end with violet ribbons.
fashion. As she likes to stand out, she likes wearing unique, customized clothing. Recently, she wears a lot of revealing rompers. Her favorite one, is extremely intricate. Starting at the neck, royal blue lace covers most of the area around her clavicle. The same lace, forms an upside-down 'V' surrounding her breasts, the pattern of the lace, was made to seem like a snowflake. Onto her arms, a simple vertical line, the shade of light purple, is the only design on most of both sleeves. However, towards the bottom, three lines of black, light blue, and light purple, form a cloud-like pattern. Around her waist, is a smaller version of the repeated pattern, on the corners of the area around her hips. For the 'pants' part of the romper, it is divided by two upside down 'V's, one white, the other black. A generic pattern of white lace finishes it off. On the back of the romper, is a plunging line, revealing most of her skinny back.

______❤Colors of the rainbow :: Thistle, Steel Blue, and Medium Purple.

______❤My Puppetmaster :: likeLinen.

[shounenHERO Pika]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth ::

Kuroi Saiko
黒い 最高


______☆ They call me ::

Psycho
___No no no! It's "Saiko" not "Psycho"! Ugh. I was saddled with this name back in kindergarten and it stuck. I didn't think it'd follow me all the way to Japan though...Whatever. At least they're not calling me stupid or something...

Sai-chan
___Ugh. Please don't say this. Ever. Never Ever. I'm not a girl, okay? This sounds so emasculating, I could barf. "Sai-kun" would be so much better, you know? It's only one syllable off from "Cyclone"...

Kuroi-san
___It's simple and easy to remember, so lots of people call me this. It's kind of a pain though; I don't like how formal it sounds. I'd rather they just use my first name.

Amazing King!
___Okay, so no one actually says this. I wish they did though (call me your king and I'll love you forever!). Even Kuroi-sama would be good...Can't I get a little respect around here?


______☆dude or chick? ::

Do I look like a girl to you? Haha, no. I stand when I whiz.


______☆Brought into the world ::

April first, just over seventeen years ago.


______☆Look at the stars! ::

Why, the best one of course! It's Aries, the Ram.


______☆It runs through my veins ::

It's B⎯I'm a unique individual, baby.


______☆Taller than the ground ::

152 cm, but I'm not small!


______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale ::

54.9 kg, so I'm at a pretty good weight.

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the ::

Aries, that earthly yet determined jock.

______☆My heart's racing

There's not really any specific person at the moment, but if anyone warms up to me, I'll treat them kindly too. But obviously they've got to be strong. Weak people make me cringe.


______☆The way I am ::

Above all, Saiko is confident. Overly confident to the point that he can become obnoxious. He sincerely believes that he's never wrong and that every choice he makes will have a positive outcome. You can already begin to see how this can be a problem. He isn't very bright, just getting passing grades in school, but doesn't see this as any major issue. He's gotten through life so far with a brain smaller than a peanut, so he doesn't see the point in trying to brain up now: He's afraid of becoming a nerd. Yuck! However, Saiko is determined to be the best in most everything else he does whether it's running a marathon, lifting crates, or baking cookies. You could say that he's more than a tad competitive. He believes that everything is a contest, so it isn't uncommon for him to over-exert himself. He'd be the type of guy to say something akin to "I'll get you even if it kills me. And if I do die, I'll haunt you when I'm a ghost." It isn't very bright, but it shows off his perseverance.

He crashes through life blind-folded, not worrying about the past or the future unless he has to. Because Saiko lives so effortlessly, he isn't very good at managing problems and it comes as a major shock to him when he's wrong about something. He refuses to believe he's wrong unless it can be proven to him in a logical way, even if it's just to prove that two plus three does not equal six. When you've gotten through his thick skull and seen him break down, you'll notice that under all that bravado, he's really quite fragile. An easy way to explain this is that his world is a big balloon, always hovering just over a sharp needle. Aside from that, he's generally quite amiable and open. Saiko is perfectly willing to listen to someone's troubles, even though he might give terrible advice. Also, he tends to be a slitherer-outer. It's not that he dislikes responsibility, but rather a small part of him deep down is afraid of making the wrong decision. He's perfectly content to have rivals as friends, but he doesn't like making enemies. Along with his dumb-as-a-rock nature has to come a little bit of silliness. Saiko will sometimes say the most ridiculous things with complete seriousness. Once, back in his first year of high school, he confessed that he'd always wanted to say "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" and didn't understand why everyone was laughing.


______☆Let's turn back time ::

Saiko was born on a trip to Sicily to Fiore Bruno and Hikaru Kuroi and their six other children. He spent only his first five years in Italy, then moved to America and stay there until he was fifteen. From the time he could walk, he was raised to be competitive. Hikaru owned a prominent computer software company and had his children compete with each other for the title of his successor; it didn't matter who was oldest or who pampered him the most. In fact, Hikaru didn't see his children very much, as he lived back in Japan, seeing his wife and kids only on rare occasions. Saiko, like his siblings, enjoyed this challenge and wanted to be the one to replace his father after his death. But after a while, he got tired of doing nothing but studying and trying to prove himself worthy to his father. It just didn't seem like he was getting anywhere with it, as he wasn't good with computers and got mediocre grades. Saiko's vision of Hikaru began to warp: he saw him not as a real father, but as a mad scientist who wanted to turn his children into robotic servants. This revelation caused him to abandon his futile studies and pour more effort into all the areas of life he'd previously been ignoring, including sports. His gym coach, noticing his talent, told him he should try out for one of the school's sports teams. And so he did. He tried out for every team he could, and made it onto the swim, baseball, and soccer teams.

Saiko felt that playing sports like this was his true calling. He became a more amiable person and began putting even more effort into most everything he did. Although he wasn't trying to impress his father, Hikaru took notice of his son's dedication and determination and raised his ranking from seven to four. This infuriated his older siblings Christiana and Yukihiro, who tried their best, but were incompetent misfits. When Saiko moved up in his fathers eyes, they went down to ranks six and seven. They didn't think it was fair for him, who didn't try to woo Hikaru, to rank higher than they did, as they spent every waking moment trying to prove their worth. In a twisted fit of rage and envy, they took him with them on what they claimed to be a trip to the drugstore to buy some ice cream. On the way, they came upon a narrow alley. Yukihiro shoved him to the ground and straddled him, pinning his arms behind his back. Christiana shouted at Saiko, cursing him for ruining their chances and screeching about how close she was to becoming third in line and how she had to be Hikaru's successor because if she failed, there wasn't anything else she could do with her life that could even measure up to that. Saiko, bewildered, just tried to listen to her, having no idea what she was talking about. Next thing he knew, she came at him with a knife and slashed at his face. Both he and Yukihiro screamed, shocked. Yukihiro asked what the hell she was doing and said that he thought they were just going to use their fists and push him around a bit. He let go of Saiko's arms and tried to grab the knife from Christiana. Saiko, scared, angry, and positive he did nothing to deserve this, swung a newly freed fist out and tried to hit her foot, but she dodged. Instead, his fist his the ground excruciatingly hard. The ground beneath them all rumbled, but cracked and rose only where Christiana stood. She lost her balance and fell over. Seeing this opportunity to escape, Saiko ran back home, Yukihiro not far behind him.

Saiko and Yukihiro tried to explain everything to Fiore, but she refused to do anything about it. Sure, she was worried about her children, but she was worried over the high possibility of tarnishing the Kuroi name even more. What would people think if they knew that one of the Kuroi children was a psychopathic madwoman, one wanted to beat up their younger brother to look better in his father's eyes, and another had caused an earthquake with a single punch? Instead of having the proper authorities intervene, she sent Saiko off to live with his uncle Nobuo in Japan. Fiore figured that he'd be safer there and wanted him to have a fresh start and try to live the normal life he wanted. His two years in Japan have thus far been relatively uneventful, which is good, for Saiko. He has been cultivating passing grades and has joined as many sports teams as he possibly can. This year is sure hold many surprises and new adventures for him, but he's certain he'll get a kick out of it and live life in that happily ignorant way only he can manage.




______☆Im a little special

Saiko's powers are extremely precarious, working only when he's completely sure of himself. If there is even the slightest c***k in his armor, he is unable to use his powers to their full ability, gradually losing power according to his level of confidence. If he becomes too doubtful about anything, he will not be able to transform.

colata di fango:: He is able to bend any mud nearby to his will, allowing him to make it fly out in large, blinding blankets that don't do much harm but are very annoying. It can also be used as a defense, drawing up walls up mud thick enough to sufficiently slow down anything moving through them, allowing him to avoid quicker things like a series of rapid punches or knives.

battenti sporco:: By shoving his fists into the air, he can cause chunks of earth to rise. Once they're hovering, Saiko can make them fly about depending on what direction he swings his hands or feet in. The faster he moves his arms and legs, the quicker the clods move. If he's controlling enough blocks of dirt, this can look like either a wild frenzy or a complicated dance. As he can move the rock he or other people are standing on too, this can be a useful mode of transportation.

terremoto:: Relatively simple compared to his other powers, this one simple causes the earth to rumble and crack in a straight line originating from his fist. How far and deep the fissure goes depends on how hard he punches the ground and how long his fist makes contact with it.

irrigidirsi:: Purely defense, this allows the earth to pool up around him at whatever height he wants, much like a person being buried in the sand at the beach. Saiko, however, can make the earth harden when it reaches the desired level, acting as a shield. In other cases, it can be useful for rooting his feet the floor so he doesn't get knocked back from a particularly strong blow. On the downside, this takes planning, as it takes a while for the earth to crawl up him.

nelle profondità:: This allows him to rapidly dig a small tunnel big enough for someone him or someone slightly larger to use as a hidey hole or a way of quickly getting from point A to point B. He often forgets about this power, thinking it useless, but when he remembers it, he'll usually use it to tunnel beneath his enemy, then pop up below them with a swift punch or kick.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me ::

Exhibits A and B.

The first thing most people notice about Saiko is how unusually short he is, standing not much higher than 4'11". His long black hair, reaching down to his tailbone, only makes him look even shorter, as he appears to be swamped by his hair. He takes great pride in his hair, trying to keep it as silky and tangle-free as possible. The secret reason why he keeps it so long is because he loves the way it floats out behind him dramatically when a breeze brushes past him and he's completely convinced that the ladies love it too. This is also why he lets it hang freely down his back and over his shoulders, tying it up only when playing a sport.

This is in direct contrast with his hands, which are usually quite rough, though they can be surprisingly soft if he puts in the effort to actually use lotion. Saiko's skin is lightly tanned and slighty dry, but smooth in the sense that it'd be more likely for the world to end than for him to get a pimple. It perplexes him, as he's always getting sweaty while working out, so he figures he should be unnaturally oily and pimply, but the universe works in mysterious ways and he's grateful for this. The only blemish he has on his face is a long, narrow scar running along the left side of his face. If asked how he got it, Saiko never tells the same story twice. There aren't very many other scars on his body, but he usually has bruises, scrapes, or other small cuts as keeping himself soft and smooth as a baby's bum isn't his primary concern. Anyway, he's hoping to collect some minor scars to make himself look tougher. That way, people wouldn't take him so lightly. He doesn't have bulging muscles like a body builder, but he is rather buff for such a small stature, having sinewy muscles trailing throughout his body. He's proud of his body and would be comfortable being naked in front of clothed people of either gender if it came down to it.

Another thing that shocks most people are Saiko's eyes. They are a spooky, ethereal pale blue and it's completely natural; he doesn't wear contacts. His eyes are so light that some people mistake him as blind. He isn't ashamed of using this to his advantage, however, as he's pretended to be sightless in order to touch the faces of a few exceptionally pretty women.

He likes simple head gear and is usually seen with a do-rag, tuque, sweatband, or other similar things adorning his head. Saiko detests sleeves, believing they restrict his movement too much, and wears sleeveless things whenever possible. In fact, he even got in trouble before for ripping the sleeves off his uniform. He also likes that he gets to show off his arms this way. Even in winter, he'll wear tank tops whenever possible, using T-shirts as a last resort. Even though it may be freezing and snowy, he'll brave the cold and tell anyone that asks that he feels completely fine, even when he feels like he could turn into an icicle at any moment. As for pants, he likes wearing them nice and loose. He wouldn't be caught dead in skinny jeans. They're far too girly. He prefers to wear tall boots, preferably elevator boots, whenever he can. However, he resorts to wearing simple elevator shoes at school, since large combat boots are obviously prohibited. Saiko doesn't accessorize, but may wear something fierce like a shark tooth necklace or a gold chain if he's feeling fancy.


______☆Colors of the rainbow ::

#a0885c #5c6b31 #4f4c24


______☆My Puppetmaster ::

The twisted ruler of the great cosmos, little lad GROOVE!

[Winter Ribbons]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth ::

Nαтѕυкι Tαкє∂α 竹田夏希

______☆ They call me ::

Tѕυкι ☾ just for fun!

______☆dude or chick? ::

Cнιcк. ♀

______☆Brought into the world ::

On a cold, snowy ❄ Nσνємвєя 30тн.

______☆Look at the stars! ::

The sharpshooting Sαgιттαяιυѕ ♐, of course!

______☆It runs through my veins ::

Bℓσσ∂ Tуρє O. ✚

______☆Taller than the ground ::

↗ 5'3" or 162 Cм.

______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale ::

100 Lвѕ or 45 Kм, what can I say? I'm an active girl. ↙

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the ::

♅ ❅ Eηтнυѕιαѕтιc Cнιcк, even former cheerleaders have to be cheerful sometimes!


______☆My heart's racing

You'd know if I loved you, what I'm saying is right now I'm Nσт Iη Lσνє. I'm wayyy too busy for love, sorry. ➳ ❤


______☆The way I am ::

Who, me? I've got a sharp wit and that star quality about me, I'm as flamboyant as they come. You can't not notice me when I'm in the room, I'll make sure of it. I live by my own law and I tend to break conventional patterns. When it's quiet you can count on me to speak up. Sometimes I can say the wrong thing, but that doesn't bother me. I'm very social when the opportunity presents itself. There isn't a person I'm intimidated to talk to. You'd never guess I'm a loner, I'm not close to many people-- anyone, really. Heh. I only see my friends when I'm at school. I switch social circles when they've finally had enough of our distance and my eagerness to compete.

Compete in what, you ask? Anything. Who gets to stand at the front of the line, who performs best in class, who does their homework the fastest, when I say anything I mean it. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm enthusiastic for everything. As you might have guessed, I'm naturally curious, too... All right, so I'd pry for information if I had to. You only live once, as they say, so it might as well be fun. For my whole life I've felt as if I have to daringly do my own thing. I make sure not to get bored, everyday is a new adventure. Another chance to break away from the crowd. Speaking of the crowd, there's this new one I'm in. We're all magical and I'm not joking, but I'm in this for myself no matter how I cheer people on. I'm all about friendly competition and I intend to win this one.


______☆Let's turn back time ::

My life so far has been, what's the word for it? Let's go with 'interesting' for now. I didn't get to see my parents much growing up-- still don't see them oftem-- and I've realized people don't have any morals these days. Leaving their little girl all alone, at first I thought they had to be kidding me. Turns out they weren't, so I was a terror to babysitters. I wasn't a bad kid, I just couldn't sit still. With me it was one activity after another and by the time my parents got back babysitters were exhausted.

Throughout elementary school and middle school my mom and dad were on business trips. It wasn't just taking forever to get home after work anymore. Now-a-days they're around a little more, at least enough that I don't have to stay with my aunt and uncle. My stay at my relative's was crazy. I got to do whatever I wanted and this only encouraged me to live my life as a daredevil. When I had something that needed signing my aunt and uncle would sign it without so much as scanning it. This is how I managed to get into cheer, the biggest mistake I ever made.

Being a cheerleader was fun, I got to go to all the best parties. It wasn't until the incident last year, turns out I had a stalker. Not a classmate, but some guy who went to every game my high school played. One day I was walking home alone as usual when he came at me with a knife. I thought I was going to die, but a policeman saved me. Why can't people be more heroic...? More like that policeman. I've never really gotten close to anyone and I don't plan to. Guess you could say my moralism started with my parents-- I'm not too happy they're back to make up lost time. I never told anyone why I quit cheer after the stalker incident, either. Sometimes my smile feels... Fake, but nobody can tell.


______☆Im a little special

The atmosphere is a river full of water, even in the desert. I can sweep over that river and freeze it like it's winter everyday. It doesn't work absolutely everywhere-- picture a flaming building-- but it works virtually everywhere. I can control the ice I create and already existing ice. Touching ice under my control doesn't make me cold. However, I can't freeze water from the tap or anything like that.

______✪ Icє Scυℓρтυяє ;; I can shape ice into whatever I want it to be, long range or close range weaponry.
______✪ Sкαтє Rιηк ;; So I can create a layer of ice over the ground, I'm gonna need to learn how to ice skate and my opponent is, too! Quick!
______✪ Hαιℓ Sтσям ;; When I feel like it I can conjure up a hail storm.
______✪ Fяσѕт Wανє ;; If you stay still long enough I can encase you in ice, though it takes a while for you to freeze all the way.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me ::

______✪ Sησω
______✪ Aη∂
______✪ Icε

No use denying it, I'm an attractive girl. My eyes are a warm shade of honeybrown, almost golden in the light. When I transform into a magical girl they're blue, my hair's a bit more blue then, too. Normally my hair color is an unusual blueish purple and I usually wear it pulled back into a ponytail. I play a whole bunch of sports outside of school, so I like to come prepared for when classes end. My favorite sport is snowboarding and jogging is my second favorite. Sometimes I can be seen with headphones on during a jog or at the gym.

I've got a nice figure now, but if I stopped exercising for even a week I'd have a hard time getting back on schedule. My weight takes some maintaining, I also have to be careful what I eat. Unlike some people I'm not blessed with a fast metabolism. I wear flattering clothes, most of them are blue or purple. I'm trying to wear more skirts again, after I quit cheer my usual attire was really casual. I wore whatever I worked out in, you would never be able to picture me wearing the outfit that comes with being a magical girl.

These new clothes of mine are straight out of a winter fashion show. My magical girl outfit is as light blue as a snow flake. For some reason I feel like I could float away when I wear it. Silly, huh? But it's not just fancy, it's fully functional! There's fur, which I hope is fake, on the boots, skirt, gloves, and cape. If my own element could make me cold the fur trim would help keep me warm. The bow on my blouse white and the blouse itself is outlined in white and so is its pockets. My transformation outfit may be cute, but my favorite is currently my school uniform. School spirit!


______☆Colors of the rainbow ::

Taste like Pυяρℓιѕн Bℓυєвєяяιєѕ #ADB1CD and Mιηту Gяєєηѕ #A0D9BA.


______☆My Puppetmaster ::

Gιяℓιѕн Dяєαмιηg ? Never heard of 'em.

[shounenHERO Pika]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth :: Jun Nagoyaka
______☆ They call me ::
Just Jun, please.
______☆dude or chick? :: Male.
______☆Brought into the world :: October 19th, sixteen years ago.
______☆Look at the stars! :: Libra.
______☆It runs through my veins :: 0 -
______☆Taller than the ground :: 5’5’’
______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale :: 140lbs.

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the :: The Shy Intellectual

______☆My heart's racing None yet.

______☆The way I am :: Jun is that kid you’ve gone to school with all your life, but you don’t know his name. You’ve just never talked to him. He’s alone most of the time, reading or studying for a test that everyone knows he would ace even if he hadn’t studied at all. It’s actually sort of intimidating. He’s smart, that’s for sure, and for that reason half the school prefers to just let him do his thing while the little people have to cram if they want to get into college. He must be antisocial, they think. After all, he never talks.

The truth is that he isn’t so much antisocial as he is shy. He’s never been much good at making friends, or talking to people, so rather than try be feels that he’d be better off reading and preparing for college the way his mother would have wanted him to. Books are the only thing he really understands. He’s very quiet and complacent, but once you brake that thick shell of his he really is a kind person. He’ll do anything for you if you need it, even if its someone to do your homework for you because you forgot to last night.



______☆Let's turn back time ::

Maya Nagoyaka came from a rich Tokyo family. She was the youngest of seven, her eyes were the most beautiful blue that anyone had ever seen, and when she died at age twenty-nine, her son was the last person alive who didn’t absolutely despise her.

But that’s getting ahead of ourselves. To really understand that, you need to understand her. Like I said, she was from Tokyo, and her family was loaded. They were all lawyers working for a family firm, and each of the sons had a job waiting for them there by the time they’d finished college. The girls, on the other hand, were expected to marry rich. Their fathers would pick husbands for them out of a carefully devised selection, and they would be wed as soon as they reached the proper age. There were three girls out of the seven Nagoyaka siblings, and seeing as Maya was the youngest, she was the last in line for a husband. She saw her two older sisters do it without complaining, and had every intention of it initially…

…but that was before she met him.

He was an American, albeit a Japanese American, and he had her at ‘hello’. He was everything. Charming, handsome, perfect. She’d never met anyone like him, even if she never could pronounce his name. He had this spirit about him, this wild spirit that no one in her family had even on a small scale. They dated for exactly three nights before spending a night together, after which he promised he’d be with her forever. They’d elope if they had to. Even though he was only visiting, and was going back to America in a week, he’d send for her. Once she arrived, they’d be married, and they’d have a happy life. She hung on his every word, even accompanying him to the airport the day he left, promising to wear that same little black dress she’d worn on their first meeting when they met again in America.

Only he never sent. And she found out later that she was pregnant with his child. Her family disowned her on the spot. They didn’t mind too much, especially not her siblings. After all, that was just one more person that her father wouldn’t have to give money to via his will once he died. More for them. They wanted nothing to do with her, and certainly nothing to do with her b*****d child. And just like that, her future was over. She was broke, she was alone, and she was pregnant.

But oddly enough, despite all she’d gone through, she wasn’t dreading the birth of her baby. On the contrary, she was nervous. Excited. Sure, she’d always imagined giving a child of hers a whole lot more than what she could offer now, but it didn’t change the fact that she really did want a baby. This was just…sooner than she expected.

And when October came, Jun Nagoyaka was born. Maya was overjoyed. He was a small thing with blue eyes like hers and a cute little smile. Just like his daddy. She took him back to her little apartment, sold some of her clothes to buy him a crib, and raised him up on coupons and 97 cent meals. Didn’t matter, though. They liked their life. They had each other, that was all they needed. Admittedly though, Jun was not a normal child. He was speaking and reading long before he should have, the doctor noted. Before long, he was doing simple math. Now, this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but Maya had no idea what to make of it. Neither of them did. They decided taking it as a blessing might be best. After all, unusually high test grades aren’t exactly a curse.

But there was misfortune coming for Maya. Jun arrived home from school one day when he was ten to find her unconscious on the living room floor and called emergency services, who informed her that she had a serious brain condition. It was rare, something that only appeared in adulthood, and that was always terminal. It would eat away at her brain, and eventually kill her. There wasn’t anything they could do, they said, besides give her drugs. She couldn’t afford them.

And that was that.

As Jun got older, she got sicker. Her brain functions started to deteriorate at an alarming rate, and she began having frequent panic attacks and flying off into rages. Though she wouldn’t die for a while, she ceased to be Maya long before she took her last breath. She’d do all kinds of things during her rages. Tossing dishes to the floor, breaking windows, screaming bloody murder at nothing in particular. There was nothing for Jun to do but try to restrain her and keep her from hurting herself, which often resulted in her turning on him. She’d dig her nails into his skin, punch him, kick him, do whatever she could to try and escape, but he never let go. He was only about twelve at the time though, so it was no easy task. He’d come to school sleep-deprived with black eyes and scrapes covering his arms, armed with a different story to explain them away each day. People talked, yes, but so long as no one inquired into it he didn’t care. If they knew the specifics, they’d come to take his mother away, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to stand that. Even the way she was now, she was his mother, and he loved her. He loved her more than anything in the world.

When she died, he was beside her. He was the only one beside her. She had no friends, no family, no money, nothing. Just Jun. But he never left.

A few years after she died, a test revealed that Jun had an IQ of 160. The same as Albert Einstein. People were amazed. They told him he could attend whatever school he wanted after that, but he refused. Really, all he wanted to do was finish high school in town. So he took up residence in Maya’s old apartment from the time that he was fifteen on, got a job at a local bookstore to support himself, and spent most of his time studying and trying to be invisible in the hallways until he received this mysterious letter.

And suddenly everything he was pretty sure he knew flew out the window.


______☆Im a little special
Wood is a symbol of emotional strength and stability, as well as being a vital material for creating books. Therefore, powers of wood tend to rely on the user’s mind rather than their body. Jun didn’t discover his powers until he was thirteen, soon after his mother died. Up until that point, magic wasn’t something he believed in. He was a logical sort of person, after all, and he’d attributed any enhanced abilities to his high IQ until one day when he found that he could sense things. Not full thoughts at first, just things about people. Their feelings, their worries, those things made themselves obvious for him so that he could understand a person’s whole essence just by walking past them in the hallway. It evolved from there. He’s not very creative when it comes to names.

Empathy— Simply by being near someone, Jun can tell who they are. He can feel their emotions and their state of mind as if they were his own, as well as determine whether their intentions are pure or corrupt.

Emotion Control— Of course, tweaking emotions never hurt anybody either. This skill took a while to master, but if he can get someone to concentrate on him for a long enough time, he can actually change their mood. He can do everything from calming them, to making them suddenly angry, to making them jittery and terrified of nothing in particular.

Suggestion— Much like emotion control, but with a more significant effect. If someone focuses on him for a set period of time, he can command them to do things, and they have no choice but to do it. Generally they need to be calm, sleepy, or weak for this to work properly.

Telekinesis— Pretty much just what it sounds like. He can move things with his mind just so long as they aren’t too big. The bigger they are, the harder it is, and attempting something too big could easily knock Jun out cold.

Paper Manipulation— A primary offensive and even defensive technique. Jun does control wood, after all, and so it only makes sense that he actually uses wood at some point. Paper is his preferred form of it, because it tends to be very easy to manipulate to suit different needs.

xxxxx- Offensive: Paper may not look too intimidating, but it tends to be a lot more sinister when its shooting at you at a hundred miles per hour in every direction. They fold themselves into airplanes or origami birds and slash at the enemy, only stopping when they get wet or are torn apart.
xxxxx- Defensive: A literal paper-thin defense. But the thing is, his paper shield moves to fast that you’ll never be able to see him! It’s a flurry of white that circles around him at a rapid pace to give him a chance for an easy getaway if need be.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me :: Jun is fairly small and thin. He’s not very athletic, admittedly, but he’s surprisingly fast. His eyes are blue, very similar to his mother’s, but you’ll rarely see them seeing as they are most often downcast. He has white hair that he keeps at a practical length, and is paler than most people due to hours spent cooped up in the bookstore. Ever since he was a kid, he’s needed glasses. That hasn’t changed, in fact he’s used the same glasses since he was ten. They’re just sort of big. There are several scars on his wrists and upper arms that look something like claw marks, but that were actually inflicted by his mother during a bout of rage.

His transformed state looks something like an old magician’s cloak. He likes it, mainly because it isn’t so flashy as magical saviors of the universe tend to usually be. It’s black in color, and allows for a convenient hiding place in the form of the hood attached to it. It’s especially convenient, seeing as he doesn’t exactly want people knowing his identity.

______☆Colors of the rainbow :: Cornflowerblue and gray.

______☆My Puppetmaster :: Neomi789

[shounenHERO Pika]

★ lets start with the ß α s ι c s

______☆It was given at birth :: HANAEdaiki, that`s my name !

______☆ They call me ::

daiki - kun ;;

This is a rather unoriginal nickname, which is made by combining his first name and the honorific " kun ". Despite its simple nature, this is most commonly used nickname.


dai - kun ;;

By emitting the last syllable of his name, " ki ", and adding the honorific " kun " to his name once again, you get this nickname. Those who are friends with the male often call him this instead of the last.


hana - chan ;;

You should be certain that you won`t get far before he tears you limb to limb if you use this nickname. It is made by removing the " e " off his last name. If anyone except his closest of friends and family, they`ll be sure to have a slow and painful death.


______☆dude or chick? :: check ▲ && d o w n - - and SEE! the masculinity

______☆Brought into the world :: let`s see theseYEARS passing by - - ` novemberTHIRD

______☆Look at the stars! :: can`t yousee he`s 【 A ♎ SCORPIO 】

______☆It runs through my veins :: ❛ TYPE B ❜ █▐║ don`t judge me !

______☆Taller than the ground :: reaching UP!towards the s t a r s ↗ five foot seven

______☆ Let's step on the weighing scale :: the scale tips!*AT - - 135 lbs

★ let's get p ε я s σ η α ℓ

______☆I'm known as the :: " PFFFFFFT. The Rebellious Hot - Head, obviously ! "

______☆My heart's racing :: A x c r u s h ?~ I doubt that could happen to this little boy. And even if he did have feel something for somebody, he`d have to get approval from his room mate - turned - best friend, Raru. Hey, he`d have to ask him if she was goin to hang out with them, right ?

______☆The way I am ::

« fussy ➟ opinionated ➟ fickle »

When this boy has an idea -- he has an idea. His mind is set -- and there`s nearly no way to stop him. He likes to stick to his own ways, opinions... He`s a pretty close - minded person. His brains moves from place to place ; and his lips spills words that he may not have thought before they toppled out. Though, he likes it like that. In his opinion, why should he think before saying something, especially if it`s something he truly believes ? Daiki`s also quite fussy -- when you don`t give him what he wants, he`ll certainly let you know. He`s argumentative to the bout -- and he`ll never give up easily.


« coherlic ➟ rude »

A sharp - tongue, this one has. No ; as stated before, Daiki does not take the time to consider what is being said before it is said. In this way, he comes off as being quite brash ; rude. Even if the male is in fact sharp-tongued, harsh and can be quite sarcastic, he cares for those around him. The brunet just has a funny way of showing it. What what he means, he means, and there`s no reason to hide it.


« impulsive ➟ rebellious ➟ trouble - maker »

Daiki can, or more likely is often swayed by impulse. His rough mannerism is very apparent, not only by the way he speaks and acts, but also the way he carries himself. He may seem cheerful, but truth is, he is more than likely to have a crocked smile beneath the bright façade. He always has a plan, and he`ll always find a way to break free of the rules set for him. When he was younger, he`d start a food fight, skip school or start bickering with the teacher, but in the later years they have grown more elaborate. Perhaps it is in his veins ? Whatever it is ; it`s something, that without, he wouldn`t really be himself.


« charming ➟ cunning ➟ naive »

As said before ; he may look charming, but truth be told, he`ll use it to his advantage. He likes taking risks. No, with his personality and rebellious nature, he`ll certainly try to recruit you to help with his over - the - top plans and one - track mind. But, this is all because of his inexperience. His strong dislike of rules and he is blissfully ignorant as to why they were placed. No, he`ll break them and challenge them without willing to learn anything from them.


______☆Let's turn back time ::


" TROUBLE - maker ? It`s a name well - deserved ~ "

✱


Lashes are slightly parted, allowing brown orbs to eye the letter in your hands suspiciously. Power ? GIFTED ? Your mind wanders ; what kind of idiot could come up with a joke like this ? It was mediocre, really. But... Something about it attracts you -- perhaps because it was addressed directly at you ? Or perhaps it was the idea of a challenge ?... Either way, instead of tossing it into the nearby garbage can, you crumble the paper into the safety of your jean pocket. It`s time for action.

Though, one thing is missing -- who are " YOU " exactly ?

" Mom, I`m leaving ! "

" Don`t do anything stupid, Daiki ! "

Slam ! ( the door slamming ; hings creaking ).


✱


Daiki. Hanae Daiki, your whole name. You`re been a trouble - maker from the start, from the moment you were conceived. Your parents tried to teach you well, but you were attracted by mischief. This became very well apparent during your childhood, or more precisely, when you first began school.

You hated it -- the teachers, the rules, the routine. Even with your protesting, your parents insisted you go. So, you fought back. First, a few food fights. After a suspension or two ( possibly just a few more ), you started simply skipping school. Your parents certainly weren`t happy eith this, though you still managed to get decent grades, despite your absent days.

Within the next few years, you attempted riskier things. Most backfired, to your displeasure. These failures taught you to become more careful, but with that, you started thinking of better plans.

Your parents, on the other hand, had had enough. Maybe, just possibly, there was something to get you to stop... They decided to host an exchange student. You couldn`t pronounce his name, so you called him simply " Raru ". You quickly warmed up to him. He quickly became your partner in crime.


✱


The tap tap of your soles echo in the alleyway, the sound something soothing. Power.... if you had enough, you wouldn`t need rules. No one would need rules ! A sly grin played on your lips. Gifted ? Competition ? You were going to have fun with this...



______☆I'm a little special
being controlled by the sign of SCORPIO, he may be able to execute the following ;

███ ✪ █ rain of fxixrxe

The name has come to his head ; yet he doesn`t know how to control it, let alone how to activate it.

███ ✪ █ sly fxoxx

Is this a move here, that he already knows how to control ? Sly fox is a move in which Daiki is concealed -- blended in with his surroundings for a limited period of time. He remains invisible until he wishes to reveal himself, or the time runs out. It has greatly helped him in executing some new tricks.

███ ✪ █ meteor bxlxaxsxt

The name has come to his head ; yet he doesn`t know how to control it, let alone how to activate it.

███ ✪ █ scarlet fxlxaxmxe

The name has come to his head ; yet he doesn`t know how to control it, let alone how to activate it.

███ ✪ █ more.to cxoxmxe ?

tba.

★ let's look at the м ι я я σ я

______☆It's a mirror reflecting me ::

l o o k & s e e


￭ ￭ light brown / blond
￭ ￭ brown eyes
￭ ￭ looking down up from 5 ' 7 " ( & ½ )


Brown eyes ; brown hair ; pale skin. Strikingly strange for a Japanese - male.

The brunet`s hair whips around to frame his face, the tresses seemingly turning a blond colour in the summer`s sunlight. The whip around his face, the longest hairs trimmed at the nape of his neck. It`s thick strands stay in their places ; even in high winds, they return to their starting place. With this, Daiki decided long ago to let it stay that way instead of battling against it. Placed on his face are two chocolate brown eyes. They aren`t anything special ; the same hue as many others, not attracting in anyway, peering out curiously at the world. His face, still young, is less mature then others, with a decent amount of baby - fat still remaining. The skin, a pale hue, has a yellow undertone.

Daiki also measures an approximate height of 5 ' 7 " ( & ½ ). A short torso ; long legs, that stand safely on the ground. He has neither an athletic nor thin build -- instead, he stays at an " average " build. He has next to no actual muscles, though, he is surprisingly surprisingly stronger than one would think at a glance ( but, he is not near the strongest, either ). For clothes, he mostly only slips on a pair of Converse for his feet, simple jeans, and a simple t - shirt. He isn`t one for dressing up or accessories ; why would males need them, anyways ?



______☆Colors of the rainbow :: start with #ad998c ;!
______☆Colors of the rainbow :: then add some #c2758b ;!
______☆Colors of the rainbow :: & a little bit of #c54b61 ;!

______☆My Puppetmaster :: " Ffffff, melodie en vanille ?! I can`t speak French... !! "