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HELLO, M Y_N A M E_I S
Azuma
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C A N D L E S | | L I T ;; Looks twenty-three

S U N L I G H T | | B E L O W ;; Female

M Y | | H O M E ;; Feudal Era

N O T I C E | | M E ;; Okami Yokai-obake [ Wolf demon that shape-shifts ]

M Y | | OVER VIEW ;;
Devious, Savage, Parsimonious, Conceited, Unconcerned, I'll-tempered

Azuma is a very self center creature. Only does what she pleases, never showing any type of kindness to any other, and could only be found looking for her own ways to gain power. It is a rare to ever see the Okami ever lending a friendly hand out or even showing mercy. Thanks to only wanting to gain power, she will not hesitate in anyway to get it.

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T H E | | P O W E R S ;;
Zero::: Allows her to absorb her enemies fighting skills and strength after she's defeated them. She must have the enemy at less on the brick of death to then claw out their heart of their chest. With it still beating for those few seconds or so, she will eat the organ.

Lighting Strike::: Allows her to create and even control light energy as though they were apart of her like an arm. With this ability, Azuma is known to wrap this energy around either one or both her blades and strike down which increases the raw power it has.

Lighting Blade::: Only when her blades are surrounded by Lighting Strike does she get to act as though her weapons have now turned into a light wipe that can reach out as of ten feet.

Shape Shift::: With her father still possessing the Goraishi, the Five Thunder Fingers

R E L A T I O N;; Koga and Ayame are her parents.
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S A F E | | Z O N E ;; Your weapons

A F F I L I A T I O N ;; Seems to be bad but really is in between.

T H E M E| | S O N G;; Youre Going Down by: Sick Puppies
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L I K E S ;; things liked

D I S L I K E S ;; things disliked

O T H E R | | T H I N G S ;; a couple of other things that might liked to be shared

B I O ;; The first born of the young leader, Koga of the Southern Yokai Okami tribe, Azuma was something her father was on mix feelings on how proud he was to have as his own. He was proud that she was indeed a strong Okami but the two of them would never see eye to eye on things. Since she was just a small one, Azuma was known to only have an evil aura around her. No one dared to challenge her which included her own mother, Ayame. The only one that would was non other then her father himself since Azuma was a fan to mock him on the way he ran their pack.

The young Okami was never one to listen to any commands within the group so it didn't take her long to raise up in ranks to lead her own group of wolfs but it didn't last long. Her lack of protecting her fellow men caused a clash between her and her father that the both of them broke out in their own battle. Not wanting to kill his own flesh and blood, Koga was trying his best to just wound his daughter as best he could to make her listen to him but Azuma found herself over powering her father by not even caring for the male. She was searching for blood in the battle and everyone that was watching could tell. Before Azuma was about to cut out her fathers ribs, someone in the pack protected Koga by sacrificing himself for their leader. Not caring about it, Azuma was about to once again attack till her whole tribe came running over to save her father. It was then that the young Okami was told to leave their lands.

Just laughing at such a sight, Azuma stated that she would gladly leave the lands but not without her fathers, Goraishi and jewel shards. Koga had never given Azuma the Goraishi since she hasn't really given Koga a good reason to allow her to have it but with that said. Azuma started to attack her fellow pack members as they came rushing over at her when she pulled out one of her blades. Killing most of the ones getting in her way, when she got to her father finally, Azuma wasn't able to get all three items but was able to at less get one of the shards by smash her fathers left leg. With the leader Koga damaged, the Southern Yokai Okami tribe fled the area with Azuma just standing there looking at her fathers shard in her claws.

With finally finding out how a jewel shard increased her power and senses, Azuma has been doing nothing more but searching for more and any other way to empower her. The joy she felt for killing, causing so much sorrow, and never once going toward her families pack like she was told, Azuma just can't help hear the cries of death around her now.

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Name: Nayuko Watanabe
Username: dori
Age: Eighteen
Parents: Yuika Watanabe
Personality: Keeps to self and hardly seeks being with anyone. Nayuko can be a very prideful person when it comes to her skills and because of that, the five foot teen can be a handful if she messes up on something. She normally likes to keep herself in cheek to not show any type of emotion if she can but there are somethings that will cause her to not care about that. Its very easy for Nayuko to get along with you but its mostly if she chooses to. Nayuko just doesn't see the point in being attached to anyone anymore.
Rank: Missing Nin
Village: Iwagakure
Bijuu/Jinchuuriki: - - - - -
Bio: Born and raised in Iwagakure, Nayuko had only been with her birth mother for two years of her life till she was sold to a family within the village to take her in. Her mother was poor and since the father had became a drunk, the only way to save and get some food for herself, Nayuko was sold for just a small amount of money and some bread. Since being sold, Nayuko really doesn't remember much of her mother and nothing of her father. The family that bought her, made sure she remembered she was bought and not apart of the wealthy family. Working at the home of one of the strongest and wealthiest families, it was surprisingly not that bad to Nayuko. She always kept an open mind about all of this since she was given free schooling with a place to sleep and eat. Thats all she really needed. Plus, she also got to study to become a Jounin.

After only being the age of ten, Nayuko was placed in charge of security for the estate for how well she got in her skills. Years passed but one night when Nayuko was given a day off. Someone attacked the estate with her off nowhere near the place. When word finally got to her about the place being attacked, when she finally got there; word spread like wildfire that Nayuko was behind all this. Not even being able to really clear her name since she felt like she did have part in this since she wasn't there to defend the place she came to call home somehow; Nayuko ran off a bit unclear on what was going on. She stood inside the village for a couple of days till news started to report that there were documents in her room she stayed in that stated how she was going to attack the home and even then come after the village later on. With all those allegations going around her, Nayuko was forced to leave the village in the end. It saddened her since she didn't know how or why those documents got in her room and right after becoming a full Jounin three months before.
Theme Song: Sorry, Blame it on me - Akon
Squad #: - - - - -

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♥Name♥
Streeter McKinle
♥Age♥
Seventeen
♥I am♥
-Human-
♥Grade♥
Eleventh
♥Dorm Room♥
VI
♥I am a♥
Seke
♥One word to describe me♥
Withdrawn
♥My story is♥
Surprisingly, Streeter had a normal and healthy life grow up with his parents and siblings. He was the forth son of the McKinle household and was given equal amount of love from both his parents even after they broke about in a divorce when he was twelve. Sadly though, even though he was graced with such a caring life, Streeter fell through the cracks and just pulled away from everyone. Hiding the fact that he felt so isolated from everyone around him, Streeter has come to only knowing how to play and act how others around him want him to be. Never showing nor being his true self, if you were to first meet Streeter and realize what he does in front of others. You'd think he had multiple personalize if anything when he really doesn't. He just finds that its easier to get through life to be what everyone expects of you.

The first person in his family to finally see how Streeter played different roles to certain people, was one of his older brothers in the household. Worried about Streeter, the young teen was sent out to consoling but thanks to Streeter already knowing how to act in front any type of person. Only after three sessions with the doctor, Streeter was released with the label of being sane that just simply had an overly protective older brother. Streeters brother never laid off him after that and amazingly, even though he was always being hovered about by his brother. It never once bothered Streeter till last year. That very brother started digging around his bedroom, trying to find something to understand the burnet better, which caused Streeter to disapprove of. Not caring about it once that the male that was digging around his room was his own brother, Streeter attack as though his brother was trying to kill him. Streeter sent his brother to the hospital for a broken leg and arm as Streeter himself didn't show any type of remorse for what he did.

It was then that Streeter was sent from one relative to another before they finally decided to send the boy to a boarding school. It came to that since Streeter was once again sent to consoling to understand what happened between him and his brother that after two months of the doctor asking him the same questions over and over again that Streeter just started to laugh during the session. He then muttered that he can't explain it himself and just really care why it did. His parents didn't want to send Streeter to a mentally ill house so they decided to try boarding school first to see if this will help in anyway. When the child found this out, Streeter was already found out what he was to his family so he simply showed he really didn't care what they did with him. He didn't even ask about what the school was like. He simply just asked when he will be leaving and went off to do so.

The only real thing his family feared about sending Streeter to a boarding school so far away was not just the fact that the school was a school built to be a place where humans and the walking dead were allowed to live among one another in peace. It was the fact that during one of Streeters sessions, he openly admitted to causing outbreaks of any type of chaos anywhere he went without his family by his side. He did it just for the fact that when he did cause trouble, the burnet says thats the only time he can truly feel something. His parents feared the worse for Streeter knowing this about him and now going to be in a school that had eternal creatures that were sure to cause him deep pain if anything if he caused them trouble but why did they send him there then? Who else can help a broken soul then Sinners themselves?. . . .
♥Anything interesting about you?♥
Streeter is a very good swimmer if anything. Normally, you'll see him writing things down in his black notebook but other then that. Streeter really doesn't have a talent in much.
♥The one who controls me is♥
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We live to die
but
We are dying to live


Just laying there in the dark lit night, the young brunet was staring out into the sky as he laid across the rooftop of the school. Streeter was in his dorm for a bit till a loud sound of what sounded like a bomb had went off had rang through the halls that caused Streeter to awaken from his sleeping state. He did try to go back to sleep but he found himself not being able to so he gathered his backpack that he simply kept his black notebook inside it and nothing really else to then head out of the room. Seeing that he really didn't want to explore the school at all, Streeter thought going to class would just be fitting to do now but thanks to never really being a man that knew how to read a map nor have a good sense of direction. Streeter had found himself walking everywhere till he saw the sign that stated he was near a roof entrance which caused him to give up on looking for the drama class and just lay about on the roof. He laid there while throwing a rock up into the air and catching it every time it came down, never once missing it as his eyes just watched carefully as the item flew up and down into his palm. It was silly for Streeter to do this since it was dark out and was pretty hard to follow the rock in that lighting but it was more stupid if anything. He was throwing it up and down where if he missed just once, the rock would fall strait onto his face. Most people wouldn't risk that kind of pain on themselves but here Streeter was, doing it.

Going at it with throwing the rock into the air for sometime, it wasn't that long till the young man finally missed it and caused gravity to play with him now. The rock fell strait at his lower part of his forehead where it almost hit into his left eye socket. It caused Streeter to sit right up and rub the spot he got hit at and even caused him to whisper out a small groan of pain through his lips. Only sitting there with pain running through his head now, Streeter started to search around himself to look for the rock again. He wanted to toss it around once more. Taking a moment to find it in the dark, it was then when he found it that since it was so quiet up on the roof, Streeter could hear something going on where the courtyard was. The sound of the commotion hooked Streeter to see what was going on so getting up and walking to the side from where the sounds were coming from, Streeter couldn't get a good view of what was happening but he did understand what was going on. It seemed that someone was being attacked by others. Just watching from where he stood, the brunet didn't move to get help nor rush to aid the other. He simply stood there and kept at tossing his rock in the air as his empty-like eyes gazed down at the beating.

He began to yawn as he stood on top of the roof that he was able to pic open for himself to get there; Streeter started to try and see how the one being beaten could defend himself but thanks to not being able to see that while in the dark night and not having a good angle. Streeter couldn't really do that. Seeing as it was getting rather boring just watching the other being beaten by others, the brunet was right about to turn around and maybe head back to his dorm now, something caught his eye. Something had came in and pushed some of the attackers off the other that laid cold on the ground. Only glancing once at the male that came to help the wounded one, Streeter found himself bored of all that already that he didn't even watch what happened next. He figured since someone had came over to help the other one now, outside will be coated in silence again. With that thought in mind, Streeter walked over to where the door to the roof was to lean back on the wall there. He listened carefully to everything around him and could tell the fighting scene was done and over with since he couldn't hear anything anymore. The Jr. student pushed his head back so he was staring a bit up to the sky as he now felt like he was indeed the only one outside again. It pleased him he guessed, knowing that he was alone. The male only preferred that since he didn't have to put up a front with creatures around him but then again. He wasn't home anymore.

This school may have sounded like it was just going to be bothersome but now that he thought more onto it. Streeter didn't really have to act at all. He could just be his self; closed off and non-attached to anything. It sounded like something he might get to like if he tried, he thought. Who would have guessed, trying to kill your own brother would allow you to reach some freedom of your own life. Sitting there, Streeter lifted himself up from the ground he sat on to only pull out his Camel cigarettes out along with his white lighter. When in hand, he sat right down and opened the small box to pull out one of his cancer sticks to then light it up for himself.

With only having the burning part of the cigarette glowing in the dark blanket of night around Streeter, the young human puffed out a cloud of smoke right after inhaling some of the poison into him. Closing his eyes as he did so, Streeter started to decided that going to class now was better then what he was doing now. He could be doing better things then this crap. It wasn't till he thought this that he started to hear the announcement being said through out the school grounds. Not once changing his non-emotional face, Streeter sat there just listening to the odd and very unexpected announcement as he kept at smoking his Camel ciggs. When it was all over, Streeter was just more quiet then he normally was if that was even possible. He didn't understand what all this meant or even know how to take all of it in. Was it a joke? Not really seeing how someone can really make this a joke, Streeter stood from where he was sitting and started to pat himself down to get any dust that might be on him.

"...It looks like the personality fits with how he looks...."

Streeter spoke out as he took one more inhale of the cigarette in his fingers. You can already tell that Streeter was already not caring with what was happening nor will be happening to him when he gets back into the school. The cigg he had out was already down to the bud so when he finished it, the young male, throw the bud off the roof to only light another Camel cigarette as he walked over where he placed his backpack on the the floor of the roof. Once he placed the backpack behind him on one shoulder, Streeter headed back down into the school, not caring once that he still had a cigarette lit as he walked into the halls. It looked like the humans were already in high s**t that he was sure smoking inside the school really wouldn't matter anymore but as he walked along. Streeter noticed that since everyone was suppose to report to one area in the school at the moment, crowds were forming around to get to that one spot. Streeter was a man of few words and normally picked his few words smart but he was a man that also didn't fit in with crowds. Whenever he was in one, he normally has to start something for some odd reason. Picked on anyone if they were the closest person near him in the crowed but that's the thing. The closest person.

Streeter grow up in a town where Vampires were known about but never had one anywhere near the town...or so they believed. He's only been able to fight with humans and that's all. The brunet also may be a creature that acts out weirdly but he still knows his place at times when it comes to fighting. As he walked along with a crowed to report where everyone was to meet at the moment, Streeters hazel eyes were always glancing at the people beside him and even to the front of him, showing nothing in his eyes at all but hate. He normally acted out that emotion through his eyes when he feels like attacking someone but as he did look at everyone, Streeter couldn't really tell who was a Vampire and who was just human. It would be his luck if he picked a Vampire. As he tried to guess the difference between the two since he was never really told much about the other species, Streeter kept having an idea to just throw his cigarette at the person right in front of him. In the hair to see if the cancer stick will stay still in there and maybe even get tangled up in it to burn more on the creature. He fought it and just found himself standing to the side down the hall where the auditorium room was to finish off his cigarette in peace and to go inside when it feels like it was safe for him to follow in.

I believe everything happens for a reason.
People C h a n g e so you can learn to let go.
Things go W r o n g so that you
appreciate them when their right.
You believe in L i e s so you'll eventually
learn to trust no one but yourself.
And sometimes, things F a l l apart
so better things fall together

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o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0oo0o0o0o0o0o0o I didn't deserve this,
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One sound echoed throughout the library but thanks to being a person that didn’t bother with every sound he heard, Tae-Hyun remained in his seat with his eyes glued to the book in his hand. The sound was simply a door opening meaning that someone had come in. Tae-Hyun didn’t have any need to look over to see who it was nor did he care who the person was. Time had passed till a second sound echoed throughout the empty library again but just like before, the tall male kept to his book. It really wasn’t till he heard the one that had entered, cough that finally caused Tae-Hyun to look over to the individual to only see that he couldn’t see the other student at all. At first, Tae-Hyun thought he might have just left from that spot but he knew the cough had to come from that direction. His eyes stood at the stack of books that were sitting at the table for awhile till Tae-Hyun’s curiosity disappeared. He went back to reading his book not caring about the subject at hand anymore till he felt his cell phone going off in his pants. Tae-Hyun just ignored it since he was really into the story he was reading right now. Thanks to all the work he’s normally doing and always trying to finish anything before his two older brothers, Tae-Hyun had gained the ability to read pretty fast where people started to think he has photographic memory when in fact, he doesn’t.

Just sitting there after ignoring his phone, it took only ten seconds for his phone to go off once more. Tae-Hyun had to stop reading to answer the phone for he knew it must be something related to work. His assistant that works under him for his company, was told to call Tae-Hyun when it’s needed and if he didn’t answer, just call right back for only two rings to indicate it was him. That was how the second ring went. Only two rings so when Tae-Hyun answered the phone,
"말하다(talk)" He had answered with in his native tongue.

He kept on talking too without a care that he was indeed in a library. He didn't try to hide his voice nor did he even care that the librarian was glaring over to him. The conversation wasn't really that long but was for someone to be talking on their cellphone inside a library. You couldn't tell that Tae-Hyun was receiving any bad news like he was till the very end of the phone call for his voice had gotten a bit stronger and his experience started to show how annoyed he was getting. Ending his conversation on his, Motorola Droid 1 Tae-Hyun placed his cellphone back in his pocket to only find himself throwing the book he was reading across from where he was sitting to the nearby table that was at less a good two feet away from where he was sitting. He didn't like the news he had gotten just now from his assistant that he just couldn't sit back and read like he was.

Running his delicate, long fingers through his hair, Tae-Hyun stared off to the side of him, trying to figure out what to do about what he had just learned. A bit puzzled by it, Tae-Hyun just took his gaze over to the librarian that seemed to be staring over at him still. It took a moment but the Asian male stood up from where he was standing to simply walk over to the librarian that was at the front desk. Standing before the adult, Tae-Hyun asked the other for some writing paper. After he gets the paper from this one, he will be calling Jordon Smith to fetch his laptop for him. He would also make the other bring some paper with him but since Tae-Hyun himself packed his bags, he wasn't found of people just digging around in his things. Everything might get out of order or stolen. It is obvious that Tae-Hyun was worth a lot more then most of the things inside the school and most likely more then some of the students that attended this school like Jordon Smith. That punk doesn't have that honest vibe to him so Tae-Hyun wouldn't pass it by that the other student would steal from him if he wasn't careful.

It was then that Tae-Hyun was about to pull out his phone once more till he noticed debris
falling
down around him. It first started as small chips of white stuff that he couldn't place his finger on for what it was but when the librarian bent down to gather some sheets of paper, Tae-Hyun looked up when he felt the something fall on top of his head. There he spotted the moldy roof, breaking away above him and where the librarian was. Knowing he still needed the paper the librarian was taking forever to get for him, Tae-Hyun kicked the front desk that was in between the both of them; hard enough so it would scare the older person to its feet. Without a second later with the adult standing up showing a bit of anger for scaring him the way Tae-Hyun had, the student reached over and roughly pulled the other out of the way with himself so the ceiling piece could land where they both were. It didn't fall right when they moved so the librarian was confused and mad for being pulled the way he was but right when the ceiling finally came down, those feelings so did vanished. The older one was a bit panicky now that caused Tae-Hyun to just feel a bit annoyed with it all. He started to dust his hair off as the older one kept going off on what just happened. "I still need that paper." Tae-Hyun found himself reporting to the older man. The man was still scattered by what had just happened, that he just started thanking Tae-Hyun instead of getting the paper he was asking for. This was bothering Tae-Hyun now and it was showing. His eyes grow colder by the minute whenever he'd say thank you to him. It wasn't even dawning to Tae-Hyun that he too was almost hit by the ceiling nor realized that he just saved someone. He was acting as though nothing had happened.

[dori]

Solomon Jamie Herrmann

I am Fifteen years old.
My first year in this hell.
I'm about five foot and one inches in length
People call me Solomon or Jamie - Ah! I mean James because they want to.
I'm a pushover rich kid and proud!

My story is simple. Growing up with his mother and brother, Solomon was raised more with his mother’s servants that lived with them in their mansion in California. He was told and taught how to be perfect gentlemen along with his older brother, Solomon. Yes, both the boys have the same names till it comes to their middle ones. The younger Solomon’s middle name is Jamie were Jason is the older twins name. Their mother just had to have them have the same name and even dressed them the same till they were at less eleven. It had to stop since Jason was tired of all that nonsense and made sure he could never look like Jamie again by shaving his long black hair all off that his mother made them grow out to at less their tail bones. Jamie never understood why Jason never liked how the two of them looked so much a like when growing up. No one got them confused unless they just met them. Jamie always had such a warm and kind aura around him where Jason also had it but he was more comfortable with himself around others. It was Jamie that should have shaved off his hair back when Jason did it since everyone in the household and even his mother, would compare the younger Solomon to the older one since he seemed to hold them closer to him.

They choose him over Jamie or so that’s how Jamie saw it. The older twin was more social unlike Jamie. Jamie may be the one that is more kind and caring unlike his older brother, Jason was still liked more. Jamie had seen this since he and his brother were very little. Everyone approached them and would always confuse them by names but they never confused who was ‘Jamie’ but who was ‘Jason’. For the longest time, it bothered Jamie but the night before Jason was going to shave his head, the older twin told Jamie he was going to do it. He didn’t say it in a way were he was trying to escape the cage their mother put on them but more like, ‘You owe me’ in a way. A couple of days passed had passed since then and Jamie was starting to forget his thoughts on that but they were thrown right back at him that very night. The Solomon’s mother came home completely mad out of her mind for she had found out she lost over a million dollars on stuff she never bought. Okay, maybe not so simple

Others have told me that I'm sorta {Personality. At least one long paragragh about your character. Either first or third person too.} But can you really trust another's opinion?

I have a feeling I have feelings for someone back at home , but if you tell you die!
In bed I'm a uke
I happen to like {Likes}
I happen to hate {dislikes}

I actually belong to {username} and I'm hopelessly devotated.

[dori]

Tae-Hyun Jae Kwang

I am Seventeen years old.
My third year in this hell.
I'm about six foot and two inches in length
People call me Tae-Hyun because they want to.
I'm a rich b*****d and proud!

My story is simple. You’re either born with talent to be able to grasp the world in your hands or you’re simply just someone’s pawn in life. Tae-Hyun was the one that was born with talent and everyone in his family knew it. He was the youngest male out of five children in his family. The Kwang family is a very well known trading business among the Western states even though they are located on the east side of the world in Korea. Since Tae-Hyun is the youngest male in the family, Tae-Hyun never liked it when others would whisper behind his back on how unfortunate he was to never be able to run for the heir of the family business. It tugged at him every time when he’d be at parties his family was hosting since everyone, even his two older brothers; would simply think they were better then he was just because of age. If anything though, this simply drove Tae-Hyun to want to smack those smirks off every single person’s lips by entering this darkened world to claim it as his. He was going to make sure those two bothers of his were always looking back to see how close he was to them then they thought.

Tae-Hyun was always brilliant in school by never settling with anything lower then one hundred or more on anything he had to do. Always was learning a new language so he could speck to anyone at his fathers company parties and always finding a way to make sure everyone looked his way and never his brothers at these gathering. Even though he always made sure to be looked at, Tae-Hyun wasn’t always easy to come up to thanks to having such a cold air around him. He always watched how his brothers would be kind to other members and just thought it was a disgusting sight. Why should he bend over just to please others, was how he saw it. Never wanting to fall under either of his brothers shadows in this race, Tae-Hyun stood out by always saying whatever came to mind but still kept some class to it.

It wasn’t till his oldest brother started to work in the office for his father that Tae-Hyun started working there as well; not wanting to fall to far behind at all. He’d go to the group meetings that he was allowed to go in and simply improve any plan his older brother gave out. Not once did any of his improvements fail in anyway so he was welcomed to go to any meeting by the age of eleven. This kind of sneaking around to simply make his older brother look bad made Taw-Hyun see how isolated he was to all his siblings but he couldn’t care less if he was. They knew now to never once look down on his anymore.

It wasn’t till he was in the seventh grade that Tae-Hyun was already running a small company he bought to simply show how his marketing skills were better then his father’s staff was running their new company line. It wasn’t a company that was for trading but he wanted to show how well he was with running things there. It’s now been years and his little company is one of the best in clothing stores to go to in Korea and now since Tae-Hyun’s father will be retiring soon, the youngest son knows the big battle is coming now. Each son has been doing a lot to keep up with Tae-Hyun but Tae-Hyun knew his father. You can never truly understand what this man is thinking or is going to play. It’s all in the air now. It wasn’t till now that Tae-Hyun was called in by his father with his older brothers that he was mostly being told that he wasn’t going to be able to take the chair again for his age. Outraged by all this, Tae-Hyun exploded in front of all his family explaining how he was a much better chose then his older brothers; it was then that his father started to try and make a deal with him.

If Tae-Hyun goes to America and prove that he wasn’t just a child, he’d be put in charge. Tae-Hyun was once more angry that his father had to test him to see that he was worthy of having the chair when all four of the men in the room, knew he was the right chose for the heir of the company. Taking a moment to himself, Tae-Hyun left the room to start finding a place he could once and for all show everyone that he wasn’t someone to mess with. Okay, maybe not so simple

Others have told me that I'm sorta cold, inflamed, intense, and engrossed. Tae-Hyun has grown up to always be on top of anything he does to simply gain his goal. He would never look at anything that will not help him in anyway and is very hard to get to. He's normally in his own world and will never settle for anything that seems lower then the standers he's made up for himself to live by. Tae-Hyun can get a bit intense for all the things he does but he does know at times, when its time to back off of things. It's not like he wants to be on top of things. He simply wants to gain his title and show off his brothers that are always trying to push him down.

He is a man though that doesn't like to be crossed. Never a man that's afraid to dirty his hands in anyway if he feels like he needs to. He is though a person that can't really deal with his emotions when they come into play. Always being someone that's been fighting to gain something, Tae-Hyun never really took a fancy to expressing himself in anyway but to fear him. Fear is the ultimate way to gain someones trust. But can you really trust another's opinion?

I have a feeling I have feelings for none , but if you tell you die!
In bed I'm a Seke but I'm more of a Seme.
I happen to like

--: Reading Murder Mystery books
--: Playing his violin
--: Working
--: Running
--: Being left alone
--: Cigarettes
--: Wine
--: Power

I happen to hate

:-- All his siblings but the youngest one of them all
:-- His fathers standers
:-- Animals
:-- Someone with no goals
:-- American music
:-- Reporters
:-- Parties / Crowds
:-- Sweets

I actually belong to dori and I'm hopelessly devoted.

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++ Gaian Username:: dori
++ Full Name:: Yoshimitsu Taro Kenkyusha
++ Nickname[s]:: Yoshi, Ken
++ Age:: Sixteen
++ Grade:: Sophomore
++ Year:: Second year
++ Department:: Photography
++ Height:: Five feet
++ Appearance:: [/poke]
++ Sexuality:: Pansexual
++ Position:: . . . . . ?
++ Biography:: Yoshimitsu comes from a middle class family. Not poor nor are they rich. They manage and live comfortably...money wise at less. His mother was a stay at home wife where his father was a door to door sales men. The job may not sound like they make much but you can just say, Yoshimitsu's father was good at sales. Very good. The bad thing was, Yoshimitsu's mother wasn't just a stay at home wife but also an alcoholic so there were many fights at night growing up. Yoshimitsu can't really look back and remember a time in his life that his mother wasn't sipping liquor into her coffee in the morning. It wasn't till Yoshimitsu was six that his father would come home really late to simply not deal with his mom but sadly leaving him to watch her. He did the best he could till she tried making him dinner one night and caught the house on fire. Yoshimitsu watched as his mother just fall strait down to the floor with the fire blazing hot around the both of them. He tried to wake her up as he also kept the flames away from them by using his sweater which led to him having burns on his right arm.

When he and his mother were saved from the fire by the neighbors calling the police, both held burns on their bodies. Yoshimitsu father was there waiting to take Yoshimitsu to his parents house for the night and from then, that was the last time he ever saw his mother. His father had enough of his wife's drinking problem and told her strait out that she was never allowed to see Yoshimitsu nor himself till she sobered up. She agreed but three months later, two days before Yoshimitsu birth day. His mother killed herself by running in the middle of the road. No one knows why but did know she was drunk at the moment. Ever since the death of his mother, many family members and even friends, said that Yoshimitsu had changed. He showed no interest in anything and would sleep instead of doing other things. Yoshimitsu was a child that loved to run around and be with his friends but the death was just to much for the young boy to take in. A year passed and his father was slowly climbing the ladder in the company he worked for and Yoshimitsu was normally at his grandparents house where his uncle lived at as well.
++ Personality:: [at least 6 sentences]
++ Likes:: [5 minimum]
++ Dislikes::
-- Any type of fire --
-- Getting up --
-- Apples --
-- Needing to walk somewhere --
-- Birds --
++ Fears:: [2 minimum]
++ Crush?:: [optional][optional]
++ Theme Song:: [Song name && Artist]
++ Other:: [optional]

[dori]

Nickolas Tyler Solomon
AKA: "Shadow Puppet"

Age: Twenty-five
Birthday: December 5th
Alliance: Banora
Rank: Black Knight
Height: Six foot and eight inches
Weight: One hundred and thirty-three
Personality: Not really one known to speck to others, Nickolas keeps to himself and only listens to orders from the one he follows under. Many may see this as loyalty to the crown but its not. Nickolas is simply a man created to control completely by the man that raised him. He simply lives and breaths the way he was molded to be. Nickolas does have emotion even though he never shows them. He simply doesn't act on them nor does he care for them. They simply get in the way of his duties. At times though, the empty man can show his true colors around others if he lets his guard down at times. He is a simple man that just wishes for no more blood shed.
History:
Likes:
~ Herbal Tea
~ Silence
~ Carrots
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Dislikes:
x Disloyalty
x Hunger for Power
x Talkative people
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Abilities: Monstrous strength when taken in by the curse mark he was given at birth. He can manipulate shadows to do as he wishes with them were he can control another by force or simple turn the dark shadows into pits of fire that can't be blown out by water. Nickolas can even make his shadowing power to grant him the ability to transport himself through objects.
Weapons:
'Position': Uke

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