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x x x x x x x x x xLucien d'Évreux "Erebos" Corde Lisse (Aerial Silk) Performer
"十人十色. [ Ten men, ten colors.]"

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              -- ◘» Lucien is often seen practicing or walking through the circus tents alone with the utmost grace and composure. He’s rather reserved and dislikes speaking more than a couple words at a time, but that doesn’t necessary mean that he isn’t a curious one. Like a moth to a burning light, beauty draws the young man in; triggering a tendency to touch the subject of splendor without any thought. It’s very hypocrital, but he dislikes physical contact given by those who aren’t really close to him. Due to his background, he enjoys playing games, music, and dancing. The performer is very wordlessly charming in front of others, always finding some way into the hearts of those around him. It may not seem like it, but he constantly worries over others like a fretful mother hen. He enjoys listening rather than speaking, but will offer a quiet word or act of encouragement when he deems it right. Despite his way of actions and stride, he’s rather jaded and regards himself as “disgraceful” and “repulsive” and works harder towards his goal of redeeming the honor his adopted father had filched away from him.
              -- ◘» The story of Lucien, no, Masahiko before he was kidnapped into Europe has been mixed up in the years. Some say that he was a forsaken Japanese prince,others believe that he was a demon that once lurked through the streets of his hometown, but alas, one is here to tell you the true past of a gentle boy named Masahiko. His mother was a geisha, though prostitutes regard themselves as such, only the informed know that their sex and romantic life is distinct from their professional ones. Yes, a successful geisha can entertain her patrons through music, dance, and conversation. His mother was just that, one of Gion, known to have the highest status of the hanamachis, however, the more proper and local term would be geiko. Sons of these women were usually abandoned or left at a Buddhist temple, yet, Masahiko was held dear to the mother no matter how many of her “sisters” would try to convince her otherwise. As Masahiko grew up, the women of the house were charmed by his refinement and loveliness as a whole so he was dressed, trained, and identified as a maiko but was kept as servant of the house. His childhood was hard, his airy crimson eyes caused many of the other children and adults to fret away from him calling the poor boy arrayed as a girl an akuma, but his sisters always found a way to cheer him up through games they taught him for his training.

              Masahiko was content with his life, not really causing any trouble for his mother except when people came and threw rocks at him for his distinct trait that differed from everyone else. Until one day in his seventh year of life, he was abducted along with many other children by as he recalls it “the Evil Man of Blue”. He was one of the twelve children that managed to survive through gruesome journey to the West. Perhaps he should’ve gave up on life right then, but the rest that happened after they arrived is a blur. Masahiko was bought by a French Noblemen named Alston d'Évreux who seemed kind and almost fatherly at first, but when night dawned, he horribly abused young Masahiko in ways he wishes he could forget. The boy despised the man for his corrupted desires for him but acted as charming and with grace as he was brought up to be. Soon, Alston adopted Masahiko, cut his long hair and gave him the name Lucien d'Évreux, yet the nightly cruelty continued. However, in the morning and afternoon he showed Lucien the utmost care, offering him fine education. This went on for about four years until his “father” took him to see the acts of the magical Cirque des Hommes. The performances were like something he had never seen before, enchanted in each and own individual way—it seemed to take him into a reality far from what was his. And so he ran. He ran as far and fast as he could ignoring the screams and orders for him to come back, and that’s when he collapsed in the arms of the ringmaster. Tears fell quickly from the young adolescent’s eyes as he cried and begged in an emotional outburst of Japanese to let him plunge into the magical world that was the circus. The man seemed to understand and hid him away from Alston, a big risk that could've led the circus into its demise. Investigations were up in a frenzy for the Noblemen’s lost adopted son but the circus left town to venture off the next one and no one paid much attention to it. His eyes and black hair earned the name Erebos, the greek god that personified darkness and he’s been in Cirque des Hommes ever since.



              What Makes Me Smile


              -- ◘» Admiration for his work
              -- ◘» Beauty and Serenity
              -- ◘» Asian Culture and Artifacts
              -- ◘» Sweets (especially chewy ones)



              I Could Kill


              -- ◘» Corrupted Lust
              -- ◘» His Father
              -- ◘» Thunder Storms
              -- ◘» Cheese


                    These Make Me Who I Am

                    -- ◘» Lucien has a complex for his eyes because many have regarded him as a demon for having them. He also has many deep scars covering his back from the brutal abuse that Alston inflicted on him for years.


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                                                  ☆ THE BAD BOY PATISSIER ☆

                                                  Mamoru⇢”Emi”⇢ Kiyomizu


                                                  General Information

                                                  A young Japanese boy at the sweet age of seventeen. Going to throw him a party? September 9th. Sexuality? If he sees what he likes, he’ll take it. Simple as that.

                                                  That’s Emi for you, a reserved and calculating guy with a passion for the arts of sweet culinary. Silence is his father, distrust and independence are his brothers and rudeness is his best friend. Calm, cool and collected: Nothing seems to ever faze Mamoru, excuse me, Emi whenever someone does him wrong, it just seems as if he lets it go (well, now at least). That’s not entirely true, though. Keeping his thoughts and feelings to himself has been a habit of his since childhood. His cool attitude has gained him a lot of popularity with the ladies and fellows.

                                                  Emi has this rather pessimistic view of the world. Even though it may seem like he could care less about people, generally happy-go-lucky, rainbows-out-of-their-asses types make him want to gag. You see, optimism is miles away from this guy. Of course, that wouldn't be all that Emi has in him. He’s quite apprehensive about people and perceptive to catch and notice even the littlest of things in people or their actions. The boy doesn’t trust many, but when he does, a part of his heart is given to those people and he’ll do absolutely anything for them. Once you see him around the people or the things he loves, you won’t believe your eyes after seeing the drastic change in his cold demeanor. With a hint of bitterness mixed into the bowl, he’ll offer a quiet encouraging word or two when the time seems right. He tends to give off this mysterious delinquent vibe about him due to his past, however if you could crack through all layers of that entire nutshell, a bundle of surprise awaits.

                                                  Let's know your appearance?

                                                  Emi is a tall lug who stands at a good 6’1 and 163Ibs. Through morning jogs, his past in being in a gang, and walking virtually everywhere he goes; he’s obtained a lean cut swimmer’s build. His hair is raven black and his eyes are gray of color, though, some have said they have reflected a bit of a purplish tint off them. He has a couple piercings on his ears and a small tattoo along his collar bone of his old gang’s insignia.

                                                  What's your magic?

                                                  Emi is human and apathetic about stuff like that. But a subconscious wish that was kept dear to his heart would be that he would be able to experience what it would be like to be loved by his mother and never be painfully abandoned by anyone again. His magic would pertain to something of romantic or familial love.

                                                  Let's get deeper.

                                                  A thing Emi absolutely loves doing is helping out at his Grandpa’s patisserie. He occasionally works upfront, but is currently undergoing apprenticeship and usually works in the kitchen. Which leads us to his love of baking and constructing delicious pastries. Though he doesn’t admit it, when people praise him—especially for his pastries—it makes him childishly happy. Mochi plus Emi equals to a very pleased Emi, there really isn’t any word to describe how much he loves those chewy rice cakes. But shhhh! It’s a secret!

                                                  Strangely enough, though he enjoys being independent, he’s horrified of the idea of being abandoned or left alone by someone he loves or holds dear. Emi finds it a pain when people from his past try to bring up or bring out the cool, ingenious delinquent he once was before one particular event brought him to his senses. Bringing up his biological parents, talking s**t about the people he cares about, or casually calling him by his real name, Mamoru, he won’t hesitant to roundhouse kick you into the hospital with blink of an eye. He never really cared much for academics but math has always been something that he flops at terribly. A definite weakness of his is thunder.

                                                  As for crushes, he doesn’t and hasn’t had any. One night flings or meaningless week-long relationships is more his jar of quarters.


                                                  Tell me your history.

                                                  The human body is designed to retaliate when a foreign matter invades it. Yet in pregnancy, the mother's body shifts from rebel to ally mode, as it nurtures, feeds, and makes peace with what the body should perceive as a foreign invader—the fetus. But what happens when the mother and her body subconsciously rejects the child in her womb? They die. Before a baby’s born, it is said that a mother and the child has this emotional bond before they actually ever meet each other. It’s painful feeling knowing that your mother never wanted you. However, Mamoru was a special case. A strange case. In fact, he managed to survive. Children born in this situation yearn for the love and connection they didn’t sense in the womb. Unfortunately, his mother didn’t feel the same. Depression was a huge factor of her emotional status and she attacked Mamoru at every trigger, basically overcome by a psychotic break and animalistic instinct to murder the child she didn’t recognize as her own. Even though she wasn’t right in the head, Mamoru still loved his mother just the same. The boy, at an early age, even blamed himself for the drop in his mother’s mental and physical wellbeing.

                                                  His father was the one to stop these violent episodes but once he struck the age of four, he selfishly left the home with another woman leaving poor Mamoru behind with his ill mother. Mamoru tried his best to take up the figure of being the man of the house. Their living conditions weren’t the best but they managed with groceries that neighbors so compassionately offered out of pity. The boy tried to cook for his mother, but that only resulted in his hard work being thrown onto the ground and more abuse from the woman. Of course, no one knew about the constant mistreatment. It was a surprise when his mother finally got of her room and kindly offered to take him out for delicious sweets. The poor now seven-year old boy was more than overjoyed, but little did he know that that day would be a day he wouldn’t ever be able to forget.

                                                  His mother seemed like a totally different person—she was pretty when she smiled. Holding her hand as they rode on the subway and walked to the patisserie gave him a happiness that he hadn’t known for most of his life. They sat together at a table as they waited for their order to arrive.

                                                  “Mamoru? Mama will be right back, Mama has to go to the bathroom.”

                                                  Mamoru waited for his mother to come back, but minutes passed and she didn’t. An hour passed by, then two. Fear filled the young boy’s stomach as he stared at the beautifully designed choux crème, patiently waiting for his mother to return. People who were working there came by and checked up on Mamoru who reassured them that he was fine and that his mother would be coming soon. The clock ticked and soon enough, it was closing time. At this point, it finally came to mind that Mama wasn’t coming back to get him. The owner of the shop, who was a kind aged man, came up to the abandoned child and comforted his tears away. So then, a long search was put into action. Mamoru was put into the police’s custody for the time being. Weeks and months passed before they claimed Mamoru’s mother’s missing case cold and Mamoru as abandoned. He was to be sent to his father, only to find out that he had OD’d on heroin and had been deceased for a year. Having no other living relatives, being taken to an orphanage was the only choice left for poor Mamoru. However, widowed Mitsuo Kiyomizu’s, the kind aged pâtissier, heart broke upon hearing this unfortunate news. So was he adopted? Why of course. Throughout the years, he was showered with the love he never received from his parents, from Mitsuo as if he was the son he never had. Emi was an unofficial name that was given to the boy by the old man, meaning “A Beautiful Blessing”. It was a girl name, but it was a name that was even more precious than his life itself.

                                                  Now let’s skip over to Mamoru’s hectic life as a junior high student. Emi was sweet and endearing to Mitsuo and the people worked and were patrons at the shop, but outside the patisserie and his home, he presented himself as the cold, silent male that many of you have grown to recognize. He was rebellious, lazing around alone on the roof instead of going to class was a regular thing and getting into hit-and-throw fights wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. It was kept a secret from Mitsuo he was recruited into the feared gang, AKU.YOMi. The recruit occurred after accidentally helping out the crew’s Right-Hand man by beating up some hoodlums from a rival gang senseless for ganging up on what Emi thought was an innocent upperclassman who was a victim of meaningless roughshitting. Looking like a Junior in high school at the age of fourteen, they had no idea they were taking in some middle schooler with good reflexes, quick wits, and a knack for fighting. It took quite some time for Emi to fit in but the longer he was in the crew, the more he came to loved them as brothers (like they called each other) even if he’d hate to admit it. The family atmosphere in AKU.YOMi was different than what he shared with Pops, he didn’t trust them as much as he did with Mitsuo, but it was pretty dang close.

                                                  His ‘brothers’ were careful to not involve him in the deep stuff no matter how much he protested against it. Knowing that Emi could get far with his gang related activities only made them worry; they didn’t want Emi taking such bad path as they did. He was virtually living two lives; one of a cheerful apprentice and son of a proud patissier, and another of an icy, calculating member of AKU.YOMi. Mitsuo became suspicious of Emi actions and constant absence in the bakery, occasionally seeing fresh cuts and bruised all around the young man’s body when he came home from a long day of “club activities”. These two lives were kept separate for good three years. That is, until another rival gang found out about the fact his father’s owned an expensive French patisserie in the city. The following day, both Mitsuo and Emi came back to broken windows and a robbed shop. Evidently, the physical, tangible damage was great but the emotional damage for his father and him was astounding. It was the first time he had ever seen Pops cry. The boy begged for his father’s forgiveness on the ground covered with pieces of broken glass, finally running back to his senses. It wasn’t easy, but shortly after that event, he left AKU.YOMi and completely cut-off that way of living— if not for himself, at least for Pops.

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