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Sonnen


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Real Name: Voltaire Kai Ryesling. Well, technically it was Sasha Voltaire Kai Ryesling-Zukowski. His father was Zukowski, and his mother was Ryesling, and neither were going to forfeit their surnames. His mother had some French ancestry, and had always liked the poet Voltaire, and had insisted on it as a middle name. However, his father always liked 'Kai,' meaning 'keeper of the keys.' So, unfortunately for him, the boy had been named the longest possible thing in the entire universe. But really, Sasha Zukowski? Could you get any more Russian? Once he moved out of Russia for college, he used only the relatively normal-sounding names so people didn't think he was some weird foreigner.

Alias: Sonnen
Age: 25
Nationality: Russo-French

Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: As to his hobbies, Voltaire found solace in books and sonnets (hence his alias). He frequented the theater and enjoyed old musicals. For entertainment, he could use his powerful singing voice and nimble fingers on a guitar. He could also perform with a flute, violin, and harp. He also owned a falcon companion who resided in the grounds, and he could summon him by swinging a poi rope out in the open air, singing pleasant notes.

History: Voltaire sometimes wished his life story was more interesting. But it wasn’t. Married parents, wealthy to some extent, went to school, graduated, worked for Guilty Pleasures. Well, okay, so it wasn’t that easy. He went to performing arts college to help master his instrumental skills, which took many years. After that, he tried working as a musician, but got very little money out of it. True, he loved playing, but he couldn’t support himself that way and was soon about to give up. He was playing what he vowed would be his very last performance — a harp solo in a park for someone’s wedding — when Madam Usagi showed up and was intrigued and impressed by his aptitude for music. She made The Offer soon after.

He’d been with Madam Usagi for a year, and was sort of known as the old man in the household. True, it was a far stretch of the imagination to consider old, but most the other Companions were a bit if not quite younger than him. The only person he’d gotten close to so far was Madam Usagi due to the age similarity.

In Sonnen's younger years, he was very much a playboy and a bit of a rebel. Anything and everything he did was to piss his dad off — and it usually worked. He'd always bring his friends home (or just a random hot person from school) and then proceed to have loud, passionate sex in his bedroom, making sure his dad could hear and get furious. It was the best. Girls, boys, teachers, twins, it didn't matter who it was, since they were only a tool. Due to this, Sonnen never really learned what it was like to really care about someone as a significant other. Of course there was no one to blame for this but himself.
Attire: Voltaire generally fancied cravats and pressed shirts, and occasionally donned a suit for a performance. It was a cold day in hell if someone saw him looking anything but immaculate. Of course, in the morning, he was usually dressed in a robe and pajama pants. However, aside from the house hands, the other Companions were rarely awake when he was, so there was no evidence of this.

Appearance: At full height, Voltaire stood almost six feet tall. He had a slight build and was toned with muscles earned only by normal, daily activities. Falling a bit past his collarbone was a straight sheet of dark brown hair with reddish tints, though it had been dyed after his junior year in college; his natural color was a vibrant auburn, inherited from his dad's side of the family, that he used to be proud of. After the serious college environment, teaching him that life couldn't be all fun and games and that people didn't take you seriously if you didn't take yourself seriously, he took the hint and dyed it a more subdued color — though he left some of the red in as high lights. He'd also gotten it shortened, since he wore it comfortable at waist-length for a long time, but this had once again become his enemy in college. He still wore it long, as this was the way he liked it, but he still kind of missed this red waterfall.

He took ridiculously good care of his hair so it remained clean and shiny. His eyes were a boltgun metal grey and usually narrowed in thought. He’d like to think he was good-looking, but he didn’t really care about that. Broad shoulders, flat stomach, long legs, piano-playing fingers. He had a small smattering of freckles on his shoulders and cheeks that he desperately hid from the world; Madam Usagi had called them ‘cute’ once. Sonnen didn’t do ‘cute.’

Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: AB+ and Taurus
Personality: No BS. That was Voltaire’s motto. He didn’t much care for cute, fluffy things, including people. If the mood was right he might comment on something or start small talk, but he mostly preferred to keep to himself. If he was to show humor at all, it was in the form of dry sarcasm or muttered comebacks. Voltaire either didn’t like or simply tolerated most people. It was very rare that he found someone he actually got along with, and so far that list included Madam Usagi and his mother. However, the reason he failed to get along with anyone was more due to his almost pathological grip on remaining professional. He'd gotten this out of college, and was afraid that if he reverted back to his younger self's personality (which was much more fun and witty), that he would somehow fail in life. He got the urge to make a joke about something, to make a comeback, to laugh uproariously, but always stemmed these urges, afraid of what would happen if he got too carried away.

Sonnen also had a bit of a problem with intimacy. He had always adored physical affection and often bestowed it upon others in his younger years, but he'd lost this in the college environment that made him wary of it. He'd avoid things such as hugs, handshakes, anything that could be construed as physical intimacy, afraid that if he let himself indulge in it that he might have a mental breakdown. It was hard to control himself once he'd started.


Sonnen's singing:
(I kind of imagine Sonnen would sing this song, too)Volbeat
Pretty much, Sonnen's a deep-voiced singer, and I imagine his normal speaking voice is pretty low, too. He's probably a baritone (as I know nothing about octave ranges, but I think that's one above bass, which is lowlowlow).


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Sonnen's Room•


a.) The entrance room. This is nothing special. There's a chair in the far corner, and some round stool chairs to the east with a coffee table in front. Sonnen sometimes has guests for tea or coffee in this room.

b.) The tiny entertainment room. Sonnen doesn't watch TV much, but he indulges in the occasional movie, so there's a moderately sized TV screen set up in front of a comfy settee, big enough for about three people — four, if they squish real close. Usually, though, it was just Sonnen.

c.) Kind of like a living room. There's not much in here, except for about a billion bookcases lining the walls and a large rug in the middle of the room. To the east there are window doors leading to the balcony. Sunlight frequently streams in (unless he has the drapes closed).

d.) Sonnen's little study. He's not in there often, but sometimes gets comfort by containing himself to the small space to think. There's a small desk and chair in there in which to bang his head on.

e.) Music room, filled with various instruments, recording equipment, microphones, subwoofers, amps, and sound-mixing equipment. He's in here often rehearsing or messing around.

f.) Sonnen's bedroom. One thing he invested in was a round bed, because he always wanted one for some reason, though it was a b***h finding sheets for it. There's a fireplace on the south wall to keep his feet warm while he sleeps (since the mansion is a bit drafty), and a desk in the corner with his computer on it.

g.) The bathroom. The first thing on the east wall is a garden tub, big enough to hold eight people, though it only ever held Sonnen. Further down in the corner was a shower, big enough for two, though once again, just Sonnen. A tiny linens cabinet separated the washing units, and on the west wall was his sink with two sinks and two mirrors. Just Sonnen, though. It was a depressing thought.

h.) His ginormous closet. Mirrors were in the south wall, and on the upper east wall was an armoire. The hallway was just one large, walk-in closet, exiting into the main room. Sonnen had a problem with retail therapy sometimes. Or maybe lots of times. Whatever.

i.) More bookcases, more lounge chairs and couches. Sonnen could chill with some people here, such as when his friends visited once every blue moon. Otherwise this room wasn't used much, and Sonnen wasn't sure how else to utilize it.

j.) His personal balcony, giving him a view of the front gate and lawn of the mansion. It was convenient to spy on people coming to and from the mansion. It was one of his favorite things to do — people watching. Okay, so he was a bit nosy, too.
•Mr. Heresy•


Name: Braedin Dionysus Tulaine
Alias: Mr. Heresy
Age: 19
Material you paid with: Plots of land. No, it wasn’t a thing you could really give, but after Braedin’s parents died — his filthy, ******** rich parents — he had all these unused plots of land that were supposed to be made into vacation homes. Well, the Tulaine family already had like, a bajillion, so what use did he have with them? So, being the only heir, he gave the unused plots (and some of the used ones) to Madam Usagi to do with as she pleases.

Occupation: Braedin had no idea how much money he had, but it was probably more than he could ever spend. So, feeling himself set for life, Braedin kept himself jobless so he could do things he’d always wanted: travel, donate large sums of money to lesser-off countries, learn how to mambo, anything, really.

Frequent visitor? First timer?: Frequent. He loved Guilty Pleasures. Every time he came back from a trip, he’d chillax with his Companion. They all liked him there. Well, most of them; Voltaire didn’t really like anyone. And Levant got kind of annoyed with him sometimes. Or most of the time. All right, so not everyone liked him. He liked all of them, though. One-sided love was sufficient for him.

Personality: Despite being parentless, Braedin was far from desolate. They’d died two years ago, and he’d had his grieving time, and now he was living it up. Brae liked to have fun and be sociable. He’d never met a stranger. However, Brae often didn't know when enough was enough, and sometimes crossed the line into ‘obnoxious.’ But hey, he was a kid; wasn't now the time to be obnoxious? He disliked being by himself, preferring the company of others in public (and in private, wink wink). For this reason, he was always on the move, and tried not to spend too much time doing one thing in one place. If he was left alone too long, he'd start to reminisce on less happy times in his life. He'd prefer not to do that.

Picture/Description: Braedin was never frowning. His dimples were always concave with a smile, framed by freckles. He was rather tall, standing 6’1’’, but considered himself a ‘gentle giant.’ His skin was tanned from his adventures, his hair blue-black with a chunk of purple on one side. His hair, while pretty strange-looking, was rather short, and often gelled into a fauxhawk. Brae didn’t think much of his looks or clothing sense, which was pretty messy and casual. Madam Usagi would tell him to put on some nice clothes before he came to Guilty Pleasures, however, so he owned a few Oxford shirts and leather shoes. He had grey eyes that stood out starkly against his otherwise darker features.

Once he was able, the boy went kind of crazy with piercings and tattoos because, well, he could. It seemed like a pretty acceptable reason. He was sure he'd regret some of them one day, but hey, what's life without a few regrets? At least he thought he looked pretty hardcore, not to mention his, ah, partners thought so. Body wise, he wasn't really sure how much he weighed. He didn't care to check, either. He wasn't skinny or heavy, but somewhere muscular in the middle. He hated working out but tried to keep active, and sure as hell didn't want to turn into a porker or a pole. No thanks.
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History: Braedin was born into an orphanage. At the age of seven he was adopted by his new parents, Mister and Missus Tulaine. Needless to say, Braedin felt he was definitely adopted into the right family. His parents bought him practically anything he wanted, took him places, and sent him to a very prestigious private school. He graduated the year his parents passed on, though he was never certain of the details of their deaths. He was told it was a freak accident at his father’s workplace, something exploding or something, and a lot of people had been caught in the crossfire. However, Brae suspected something had gone wrong with a little help; ie, someone set a trap. But he would never know, and didn’t bother with trying to figure it out.

Of course, being the only heir, he inherited all of the family fortune. Some of it was old money, some newly acquired, but copious amounts nonetheless. Braedin had been sulking at a bar, not old enough to drink but feeling a bar was a good place to be depressed, when someone who called himself a Client approached him. He was given a card with a name and an address. That’s how he met Madam Usagi. Turned out a Companion filled a space in his heart, and he’d gone back many times since. Now, years later, he was always accepted with open arms and treated with respect and friendship.
•Madam Usagi•


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Name: Madam Usagi, of course.
Age: Unknown. A lady never reveals her true age, now, does she?
Nationality: Unknown.
Occupation: I run Guilty Pleasures, of course. It's also my duty to take care of my Clients, as well as my Companions. I'm sort of like a mother, really.
Appearance: Beautiful, of course. What else do you need to know?
Blood Type and Zodiac Sign: A+ and Gemini.

Asuran Prophet

Walenty Kieva | Валенты Киева
Lorentz.


Name: Walenty Aleksander Kieva.

Alias: Mr. Lorentz.

Age: Seventeen.

Material you paid with: Second made prototype of the Dashkov Heavy Artillery’s laser-guided bomb, the DLB-002.

Occupation: Heir to Dashkov Heavy Artillery.

Frequent visitor? First timer?: First timer.

Personality: He has always been an observant person for fear of missing any tiny detail. This began to promote to his OCD realization. He is obsessed with organization and cleanliness and has minor panic attacks when he’s encountered with anything dirty. Walenty has a kind demeanor and is quite shy when around people he isn't used to. His parents gave him everything he wanted when he was a child and regardless of the many years he was spoiled, he truly tried to understand when things didn’t go his way and he attempted to accept things like these when they happened. However, when he encountered something that he couldn’t understand, he had sudden tendencies to break anything around him. The more valuable, the stronger the urge. Anything to ease his befuddlement.

Picture/Description: One. Two.
Lorentz stands at a mere 5'3" and weighs in at 132 pounds. Due to the colour of the description picture, his green eyes are not very visible.

History: He was born in America to his Russian mother and Polish father. During the beginning of his childhood, they lugged him around Poland, Russia, and America, unsure of where to raise their precious family. To Lorentz’s irritation, they never even decided to settle. In order to increase their business expansion, his parents were continuously moving from country to country. In the end, he became home schooled.

In the midst of all the troubling adaptions to new homes, Lorentz believed that the only person he could keep as a friend was his older brother. He began to follow his beloved brother around and became somewhat of a shadow to him. However, during the past two years of his life, he had been separated from his older self. But, during this time, he learned how to cope better with things and his past became a blur as he encountered newer problems for his future.

Voice Clip: One. I use the voice of Ciel Phantomhive. That's as close as I could possibly get.
Ciel begins speaking at 0:12.

Excitable Star

Keita Kurasawa
Alias: Mr. Ariyoshi
Age: 16
Material you paid with: A Stock Profolio with 10% control of the multi-billion dollar Kurasawa Trading Company and free shipping (no questions asked) provided by the KTC of anything to anywhere in the world. Be it a letter or materials to build a mansion, all is taken care of from that point on.
Occupation: College Graduate (just of this year) from the University of Oxford in England with degrees in Business and Language Studies (fluent in Japanese, Cantonese/Mandarin, Korean, and English and very good with mimicking most other dialects) and heir to Family Business.
Frequent visitor? First timer?: First timer (any younger and he possibly wouldn't have been allowed).
Personality: A strong-willed boy with genius level I.Q. makes him at times arrogant, but Ariyoshi is a very focused no-nonsense type of person when it comes down to business and recreation. Passed that protective personality developed over years of practice to be taken seriously by his father, though, Ariyoshi is almost a normal boy his age. He enjoys being active: playing futbol, fencing, and riding horses are among his most favorite activities and he excels at them greatly. Once someone gets close to him, they'll find he's easy to laugh and generally very sweet.

This is rarely seen. Most would classify Ariyoshi as an "a*****e." His normal state of being is one of quiet curiosity that often leads to slight cruelty since he was never taught how to be 'nice for nice's sake.' He's normally always scheming and planning behind his cold black eyes and would never give up a chance to get the better of someone.
Picture/Description: Picture One Picture Two
Ariyoshi stands at barely 5 feet with a pale complexion. His hair and eyes are both black in color. His body is elegantly slender and he'll normally be see in his school uniform. This isn't from Oxford, but his old boarding school. He mostly gets a kick out of wearing it to confuse the hell out of people. Ariyoshi has also taken to slight cross-dressing (extremely short shorts, stockings, sometimes panties), but that was mostly out of a desire to anger his father.
History:Born pure-blooded Japanese, Ariyoshi was the last attempt his parents had at producing a child. He is the sole heir to the Kurasawa Trading Company, a company that has been in business for, literally, hundreds of years. He is aware that he was only born into this world to fulfill that birthright and, with his brilliant mind, is fully prepared to take on that roll.

When Ariyoshi graduated college at 15, his father came to him with the plans for a traditional arranged marriage. Since he and his wife had waited so long to have children, it was a miracle that his son was even born, so he insisted that Ariyoshi begin the process far earlier than he did. Ariyoshi simply finished his tea announced his homosexual preferences and stated that, when the time came, he would allow his sperm to be used to create an heir. His father was furious but had no way to argue the child since this was the only chance the Kurasawa Trading Company had of survival and he at least was providing options for an heir to be produced.

Not long after that, Ariyoshi decided to seek out Guilty Pleasures (which he heard about from his roommate in University and was extremely intrigued by) to gain experience with other men and to put a bug up his father's butt.
Real Name: Dustry Reiba Chevalier
Alias: Teishi
Age: 15
Nationality: Japanese/French (Pure Japanese ethnicity with French citizenship.)
Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: Being able to play music was Dustry' pride and joy. He could play the flute since she was four, and played the piano when he was three. He played for many people, including the Queen of England and Ambassadors from many different countries. Now that he's worked harder on his craft, he is now able to play almost any instrument that he picks up. Dustry has always been able to dance, which is also something that has made him very proud. He can dance to almost any type of dance that you can name except for Hip-hop, since he never understood it very well. But that doesn't mean that he won't try.
History: Dustry belonged to very good parents who treated him very kindly. He was born to a middle-class family, but they tried to make him happy and gave him almost anything he wanted, which wasn't much. Dustry can't remember much of his past though, so he doesn't remember any of this. He only remembers when he turned seven, was kidnapped by a group of drug-dealers, and sold out in the black market. He also remembers playing music and dancing in order to get money, which he was forced to give to his captor. He also remembers being tortured sometimes if he didn't make enough in a week, but that's as far back as his memory will allow him. He finally got fed up with his life, and miraculously ran away from his captor. He lived on the streets for a while, dancing and playing his way for food and other things. While he was dancing, he noticed a female in the back of the crowd watching him. When he was done, he went over to talk to her, since she caught his attention. This was Madame Usagi, who offered him a job in her mansion as a companion. He excitedly agreed, since living on the street wasn't the life for him.
Attire: Whenever he dances, he dresses appropriately for what genre he's dancing to. But he's usually wearing a short tunic-like kimono with black swirls on it with cargo pants.

Appearance: (Getting the picture drawn...) Pitch black hair that falls just slightly passed his ears and shortens at around the neck area. His bangs swish a bit over his left eye, but doesn't cover it at all. He has vivid blue eyes, but his halloween costume right now makes them a red with purple rims. He has unhealthy pale skin, with a small, but muscular and lean build. He's five foot one and weighs about ninety pounds, but only about three percent of that is actual fat.

Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: Type 0-; Chinese: Dragon; World-wide: Pisces.

Personality: Dustry is usually very calmed and collected. He rarely ever talks, but when he does it's usually kind words or "Yes, of course." He's usually very sad looking, but he's never really sad. He gave up on being mad, since he finds it a waste to have an emotion that would get him nowhere. He's also never happy, so you can call him essentially emotionless. However, he can fake happiness or disappointment when in the presence of a client or other person. [Black Emosa]


Voice Clip: (Watch from 1:40) This is how he normally sounds
And this is how he sings...I have to admit, the video is hilarious, and Dustry would never sing this song.
Name: Noir Louvre
Alias: Jace
Age: 18
Material you paid with: Noir told Madame Usagi to ask for anything and he would get it for her, but until then he paid her a large sum of money up front.

Occupation: Noir's parents never really paid him much mind, allowing him to do whatever he pleased. He graduated from school at the age of sixteen, then went into part-time work at a bakery. Even though his parents started to tell him that working with the amount of money that they had was a waste, he claimed that he could add to it. But he is the heir to a multi-billion dollar Computer Technology company called Louvre Tech.

Frequent visitor? First timer?: First Timer.

Personality: Being literally shunned by his parents, and then being looked down on for wanting to work, Noir became a withdrawn boy who wouldn't talk much to others. Whenever his parents were hosting or going to a party, Noir would stand off in the shadows, ignoring all of the other children or adults who came his way. His parents found him a disgrace, but he soon became so oblivious to them that he began to stop talking all together. But once he really opens up to you, or even talks to you for that matter, he's a warm and friendly kid. However, in the presence of another, as being brought-up to have respect and manners, Noir will carry-on conversations and always throws in French to make it more interesting. However, he is polite and will discontinue speaking in his native tongue if the person he is talking to does not understand it.

Picture/Description: Pitch black hair that falls evenly over his ears slightly and ends at mid-neck. It's slightly long and moves slightly with the turn of his head (Alice Cullen hair style, but a little bit shorter). Stunning chocolate brown eyes are set in perfect almonds evenly apart. His skin is pale, an almost unhealthy pale, but he has a very toned body with lots of lean muscle, which makes him appear very thin, but not anorexic. He stands about 5'7'' and weighs about 150 lbs.
Picture: (Just imagine this person with brown eyes instead of that hazel-ish color.)
*Note: This is Ichimoku Ren from Hell Girl

History: Noir was born to very rich parents in France on the first day of April. It's hard to imagine such a stoic and dark boy born on a day of foolishness and jokes. He tended to keep to himself, even though his parents didn't shun him yet; staying inside, reading in the library for hours, sleeping long into the morning and falling asleep late at night. What he did late at night astounded his parents. Noir wrote music. He got his inspiration from the calm and still night, from watching horrible fake dramas on the television, or just watching his parents go around their daily life. He could play the piano very well, but the music didn't sound good to him. He much rather enjoyed the music of a violin, but never bothered to learn how to play it. After the entire shunning and mental breakdown scene as explained above, Noir didn't know what to do with his life. His parents weren't stupid enough to disinherit him, but they didn't invite him to anymore of their parties, and no longer introduced him as their son to anybody new. Just as their house guest. When he was fourteen he left home and went to military school on his own, thinking that maybe when he came back his parents would miss him, even if it was just a little bit. He became a very good marksman after that, but still had his misses every once in a while. However, sadly, when he returned home at the age of seventeen, he found out that his parents hadn't missed him at all. In fact, they didn't even know that he had left home! He reentered the house in his uniform, and his father, for the first time in close to seven years, got mad at him. After his grand plan drastically failing, Noir gave up all hope of getting his parents to notice him. He still pursues his culinary interest with his part-time job, and he has grown into quite an experienced young man.



Voice Clip: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RoGMB449CQ&NR=1
Aiming for Ikuto's voice, the boy with the blue hair. He's on the phone with the girl with the pink hair (Amu)

Quotable Genius

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Real Name: Hikaru Dominic Galiander
Alias: Othello
Age: Twenty
Nationality: Japanese/American
Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: Having a third eye is something that Hikaru likes to brag about. He is the master of the Tarot and the son of fortune telling. He is a rather magical guy when it comes down to things. He is the type of guy business men and women go to see if their fiances are still in tact, and the type hopeless romantics flock to, to see if their soul mate is in their future soon. Has yet to be wrong, and that scares some. Palm reading is something else he can do but finds it rather clique, he also is a tea leaf readers. As part of his gig it's required that his guest drinks tea so he can read their leaves. He of course prepares it. When Hikaru is stressed out of upset he is often found in the court yard with his flowers in the garden or off by the woods shadow boxing. He isn't a skilled fighter but he is a black belt in Akihito and practices as more of a stress relief then an actual passion for fighting.
History: Born on December Seventh in a Navy hospital was a screaming and kick Six pound and seven ounces baby. He was a total pearl and healthy as could be. He was named Hikaru Dominic and placed into the care of his Mother. Of course your wondering why he was on an air craft carrier. He was the perfect example of an army brat. His mother was a Japanese Nurse and his Father an American Marine. An odd pair but that was what happened when you spent almost six months our of every military year of your life in Japan. How his Father met his mother was nothing dramatic but it lead to this beautiful child.

Raised on the ship with his mother for the bulk of his childhood, he was remembering riding in jet planes while most kids remembered building blocks and binkies. When he was finally old enough to be away from his mother he was returned to Japan where he lived with his Aunt and her three daughters. Putting a small boy with three girls was probably Hikaru's down fall. He was raised wearing dresses and having ribbons tied up in his hair. He turned out to be a rather gay child when he got old enough to know what gender he loved.

After a few years was moved to his grandmother's house in Tokyo where he was trained in almost everything traditional. He went from a home where his gay nature was accepted to a place where his Grandmother would force him into a marriage before she allowed him to kiss another boy. He was forced into his tiny little hole again and closed himself off from the rest of the world. If it wasn't for his friend Ai and her passion for the stars the boy would probably still be in his little shell.

In Hikaru's first year of middle school he was taken to the Astronomy Club and taught the ways of the Tarot. He discovered his rather odd talent that day and his life was changed forever. He grew very deeply in love with Tarot and ended up not eating till he was allowed to by a deck for himself. This carried on till he was about Eighteen when he was working a cafe. He cosplayed and did tarot for his customers and became rather popular, nonetheless well known. That was how he met the Madam.

Madam came in when he was working a shift and sat in his section. After a demo of his skill she told him to find her in a year and he could work for her. Taking her up on the offer he stout her out after a year and has been working since. He adores it and is really in his element.
Attire: On a normal day Hikaru wears black jeans and a loose white button up shirt with a light blue and brown sweater vest over it. He likes wearing jeans and sweaters but when he is working he tends to go a little more traditional. He swaps between his sweaters and a Kimono which he wears on the called for occasion.
Appearance: For an Asian Hikaru is rather tall. He stands about Five foot Seven and his skinny as a board. His hair is a natural redish black color and his eyes are bright aqua blue. His skin is fairly tan when he goes outside during the summer but during the winter he is white as a sheet.
Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: O Negative; Sagittarius
Personality: When you first meet Hikaru your going to be blown out of your socks. From a distance he looked very formal and reserved but once you talk to him he is a total hyper spaz ball. He is very open minded and hyper. He is the type of person the can be a little to much at times but is never a bore to be around. He likes being the life of the party and making things fun for people. He is very independent though and doesn't really like relying on people for things. He is as loyal as a golden retriever once you make it into his circle of tight friends. He does have a serious side though. When he is working on the cards he is very engrossed and that's not the time to be talking to him. He will not hesitant to rip your jaw off if you bother him.

A down fall of his though is Hikaru is very very easily angered. He does his best to work on that but he can't stand rude people. He gets in fights easily and has the strength to back it up thanks to his father. He doesn't let people push him around but for the most part he is a very relaxed and fun guy.

When Hikaru is fortune telling his personality does a large change. He goes from very hyper into a very stoic and almost emotionless like state. He gets very short spoken and when he is talking about himself in this state he uses the world "we" instead of I. He tends to creep people out when he is in this state. He has a very cold aura and seems to not really care about anything. When your having a conversation with him his tone is very dry and almost monotone sounding. His voice gets deeper by at least an octave. He has a very cold and intimidating aura about him and he doesn't let others push him around like Hikaru would. He is a defense mechanism for Hikaru and a side affect of his third eye. The more the boy uses it the more dominant that personality becomes. Eventually if he uses it enough, that will become the dominate and only personality that the boy has.

Othello's Usual Voice (When Speaking Japanese/English): x The guy with the long brown hair. Named Kazuki.

Othello's Voice When Has A Third Eye: x (The pale boy with the white hair. )

Main Layout: x

Othello has a fairly simple room. He has a living room, a practice room, a library, his bedroom, and his bathroom. The basic design of his room is Greek style. Much like his nickname he enjoys Greek style apartments and interior design. He likes the sharp angels that are common in the architecture as well as the fabric designs. The basic color scheme of his room his black and white as well as black, blue, and white. He likes blues, so a large percentage of the apartment is blue shaded.

Living Room:: x

Othello's living room is a black and white schemed room with various designed about the walls. Many of the re-occurring themes astrology. All about the walls are different signs from the stars. Some for them are the astrological signs for the planets and his planet is always the biggest and rests above his practice room. His Zodiac sign is plastered above the small arc like entrance way that is where he places all his shoes, and the shoes of his guests.

{( To be continued. )]

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~ 理 ~ Aya ~ / ~ 慶永哲哉 ~ Yoshinaga Tetsuya ~


Gaia Username: Nileregwen DoUrden
Real Name: Yoshinaga Tetsuya (慶永哲哉)
Alias: Aya (理)
Alias Meaning: "Truth" or "Logic"
Age: 21
Nationality: 1/2 Japanese (Father), 1/2 American (Mother)
Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: Aya tends to read most of the time, and possesses an advanced knowledge of English literature. He also writes quite often, and is working on his own novel.
History: Tetsuya was raised in Sapporo in the Hokkaido Prefecture. His father, Yoshinaga Inoue, was of Japanese descent, and ran a well respected onsen (hot spring) in the countryside. It was there that he met a vacationing American woman by the name of Katie Rowe. They fell in love, one thing led to another, and about a year after they were married, Tetsuya was born. As a child, Tetsuya had an obvious love of books, and spent much of his time reading. As such, he eventually needed to get glasses.
In high school, Tetsuya excelled at English and at Literature, and was preparing to go to college on a scholarship... until tragedy struck. A wildfire engulfed his family onsen, and burnt it to the ground. Without money and with nowhere to turn, Tetsuya was ready to get a job and skip college altogether, so that he could help pay for the rebuilding of the Yoshinaga onsen.
One evening, as Tetsuya roamed the streets of Sapporo, wanted ads in hand, he accidentally knocked down a lovely woman. This woman turned out to be Madam Usagi, and she offered Tetsuya a contract. She would pay for a complete rebuilding of the Yoshinaga onsen, if Tetsuya agreed to a one year contract of working for her clients. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity, since he would be able to study when not working and aim to pass his college entrance exams in a year, Tetsuya eagerly signed on.
Thus, his parents got their business back (not to mention a healthy clientele courtesy of advertising by Madam Usagi), and Tetsuya was now in the employment of the Madam.
Attire: Aya wears glasses, and tends to enjoy a blend of different clothes. Anything from a kimono to comfortable slacks with a button-up shirt. His attire changes, depending on the client he serves, of course.
Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: A- & Libra
Personality: Aya is quiet and conserved, but if he's engaged in conversation regarding literature, he can become rather animated. He's kind and sometimes a tad bit shy, but doesn't seem to possess a mean bone in his entire body. In truth, Aya's perhaps the nicest person you could meet, and he excells at making those around him feel welcomed and loved, even if he doesn't consciously know he's doing it.
Appearance: Long blond hair (thanks to his mother), green eyes, and fair skin makes Aya a rather exotic man.
Character Voice: Here
For the voice, it's the first speaker (with reddish brown hair and red jacket, he's reading!).
The video is actually one that I made and subbed myself. Voice belongs to J-Rock singer Gackt and he's portraying Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core (and Dirge of Cerberus). Song in the video is also by Gackt called "Redemption". So if Aya sang, he'd sound like that!
Character Image (My Own Art): Here
Character Image: I figured that since I based his look off Watari Yutaka from "Yami no Matsuei"... that I should probably end up using Watari as a character image. Thus, I scoured my manga and came up with this pic from Vol 9! Yes, Tatsumi was edited out of the background... Text says: "Yoshinaga Tetsuya".
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AYA'S ROOMS!


AYA'S ROOM: http://i45.tinypic.com/2a4vmt5.png
Aya's bedroom (this is the layout) is actually comprised of three small rooms, closet, and a bathroom. The design of each room is different in decor and style.

BATHROOM: http://i48.tinypic.com/2588e81.png
The bathroom is like any standard bathroom. It possesses both a walk-in shower with misted glass up to the upper stomach, and a deep sunken bath which can easily allow a person to soak up to their chin. There is a linen cabinet present for towels and sheets, a toilet, and a cabinet/counter with sink and large mirror.
This room is accessible only from the bedroom.

CLOSET: http://i47.tinypic.com/dpu2ih.png
Aya's Walk-In closet holds every scrap of clothing save socks and underwear (which are in the dresser in his bedroom). Shirts, Pants, Kimono, Coats, Hats, Belts, Ties, Shoes, Boots, Slippers, Pajamas, Sweaters... all are hung up neatly in the overly large closet. There is also a 3-way mirror and a dressing screen (to give privacy if trying something on to model for someone else). His hamper is also located, out of the way, in the closet.
This room is accessible only from the bedroom.

JAPANESE ROOM: http://i49.tinypic.com/2ihm5u0.png
The first room one enters when coming into Aya's domain, is decorated in a very traditional Edo style of Japan. Complete with tatami mats and a low table with kotatsu and cushions. There is a cabinet section which holds various items (including a futon) and a sink which can double as a tea prep station since he has an electric hot water maker on the cabinet. In one corner, there is also a small shrine akin to the one his family has in their onsen at home.
Done in earthy tones of tan, brown, and green.
This room is accessible from the hallway outside, the library/study, and the bedroom.

BEDROOM: http://i46.tinypic.com/28lqcjk.png
Aya's bedroom has a slight gothic feel to the decor. There is a large king-sized canopy bed with sheets (and canopy) of deep burgendy. All of the wood is a dark oak, except the black cedar trunk at the foot of his bed. There is a dark oak dresser, matching nightstands, bookcase, and table which houses his stereo. This room also possesses a personal fireplace.
Done in tones of black or burgendy. This is also the only room with windows (heavy burgendy drapes)...
This room is accessible from the Japanese room, closet, and bathroom.

STUDY: http://i50.tinypic.com/mw41p2.png
The Study or LIbrary is filled with books, two whole walls in fact. There is also a light oak desk complete with laptop and a ceramic ashtray (a gift that he uses often). On one side of the room is a large comfortable leather dark brown sofa with a long yet low light oak coffee table. On the other side of the room are two dark brown leather armchairs with a light oak table between them. On the wall nearby is a flatscreen television.
Done in tones of brown and tan and smelling of old books with a hint of cigarettes.
This room is accessible only from the Japanese room.

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Real Name: Theodore Wilkie Boon

Alias: Tel

Age: 18

Nationality: British

Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: Tel is a dancer who likes to combine the graceful and statuesque leaps and poses of ballet with the more modern and fluid forms of contortionism. He is creative and feeling enough to be able to develop new dances on the fly to just about any music. Besides this he is also an expert marksman. Tel can throw a knife, shoot an arrow, or fire a gun, and hit any size target at any distance, moving or not.

History: Tel's parents were circus performers, his mother a dancer/contortionist and his father a marksman. They never pressured him to take up an act or talent, but did train him if he expressed an interest, which he did. His parents stayed with the circus until he was halfway through primary school, at which point he told them he'd like to be able to make friends he could keep instead of moving around constantly as the circus traveled. It was then that they settled in a small town and took up regular jobs and lives. While no where near as exciting and fulfilling as the circus had been, they never complained because Tel was happy. As a family they would sometimes perform for each other for fun.

The years passed pleasantly until Tel turned 16. Unfortunately both his parents were killed in a car crash. Tel was left a small amount of money that got him through his last year of school, but then it ran out and he was on his own. Without any family to help him, Tel discovered what many young people in financial straights do- stripping made a good living. The training from his mother served him well in this and Tel was able to make a good enough living for a time. Unfortunately the industry has a well known seedy underbelly, that of prostitution. Tel lost many jobs for refusing to service customers in that way. Finally, one client became so obsessed with him that he actually started stalking Tel. Tel knew of this particular man's reputation for rage and violence when denied, so he ran away. Not knowing any other jobs that would suit him, and having heard of a protective madam who did not prostitute her charges, he followed the rumors until he finally found her location. Tel plans to ask her for a job.

Attire: Tel commonly wears regular street clothes consisting of jeans, sneakers, t-shirts, and a jacket. He also owns several sets of skin tight dancing outfits which vary in color and detailing.

Appearance: Tel is a very slight and small man. Only 5'3" and 110 lbs, his frame is yet proportioned to give the appearance of being long limbed. He also has a dancer's muscle tone and flexibility. His skin is so pale that blue veins show through. Tel's hair is white blonde, very fine, and cut close but somewhat shaggy. His eyes are a blue so pale as to be almost without color, in fact he has been told so many times that his eyes can be rather disturbing that he now keeps a case of several different pairs of colored contacts to wear as his mood suits him.

reference pic (but think white blonde instead of grayish hair):User Image

Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: O positive. Cancer.

Personality: Theodore's nickname "Tel" was given to him because of his complete lack of any "tells"- as in the poker term for expressions or habits that give away what the player is thinking. While he actually feels quite a lot, he is human after all, it all hides behind a carefully controlled blank expression. Tel prefers to hang back and observe, but one should never make the mistake of thinking that he isn't fully engaged, or that anything gets by him. His dancing is a release for him from his typical quietness and is therefore very expressive. On the other hand, he enjoys his throwing and shooting for the meditative state he enters to perform it. [achanceforgrace]

Tel's room: Directly through the door is a sitting room done in warm brown and yellow hues. A sette by the window is flanked by two bookcases, only partially full, and a small side table. There is also a large writing desk. The large window is covered by light blue sheer curtains.

Through an opening on the right is the bedroom. This contains large ornate furniture made of cherry wood. The four poster bed is done in black and red linens with a black sheer canopy. There is a chest at the foot of the bed, a dresser, a vanity, love seat, and a nightstand around the room. There is also a large walk in closet. The walls are a dark green and the curtains deep blue velvet.

Adjacent to the bedroom is a bathroom done in pristine white with gold accents. A claw footed antique tub is surrounded by heavy gold curtains. There is the typical toilet and sink accouterments, along with a tall white cabinet for storage.

The whole thing is rather bare in terms of personal items at the moment because Tel has only just moved in.

Tel's File:

Alias: Tel

Name: Not Given

Age: 18

Birthday: June 30th

Languages: English English

Talents: Marksmanship with firearms, bows, and throwing knives. Also contortionism mixed with adapted ballet and modern dance.

Medical Conditions: Severe allergy to bee/wasp stings.

Restrictions: I haven't found any yet, but I will let you know very quickly if I do.

Short Bio: I lived with a traveling circus with my performer parents until I was 14. The troupe canvassed the whole of England and during that time I was home schooled by my parents. I also learned their performance skills. Once I reached secondary school we settled down in Blackpool. The summer before senior year my parents were killed in a car accident and without any other family I have been on my own since then. I'm easy going, if quiet.

This file also contains one headshot taken by the madam and a few youtube videos. The videos were taken by many different audience members at various circus performances throughout the years. Unfortunately there was nothing recent, or displaying Tel as a solo performer, but the videos do show his parents performing their acts. Tel appears in some of the videos as a very young, and very tiny, assistant/co-performer to his parents' acts (i.e. strapped to the wheel his father is throwing knives at, dancing/contorting with his mother).

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Solera


Name: Dimitri Arden Kieva
Alias: Mr. Solera
Age: 22 years old and counting.
Material you paid with: Five bottles of the rarest liquors known in existance, and four exquisite obscurities.
Occupation: Heir to Kieva Liquors Inc.
Frequent visitor? First timer?: First timer.

Personality: Solera is known for his princely aura and tyrants' attitude. He demands only the best from everyone, and those who don't provided are 'dealt with,' without reserve. Those who abide by his whims are known to be rewarded with kindness and perhaps even affection. That is, until the perfection he seeks is soiled with one small act, even unintentional. He immediately casts them aside and looks for new prey. The one thing that could get set him off the most are things not within his powers. It could be anything from a game of luck to a disobediate puppy. He's like a timebomb waiting to explode when exposed to anything of the like. But no matter how hard the people around him try to avoid getting him in contact with a stray kitten or two, the man seems inexplicably drawn.

Picture/Description: Solera
His height is approximately 5'9" and he weighs nearly 150 pounds.

History: The man was born in Sacramento, California from a Polish father and a Russian mother. They were always busy with work, always moving from country to country and dragging the poor boy with them. As a youth, he grew up amongst many nannies and a single younger brother.
There's isn't much to say about his upbringing. He lived a life where he was given whatever he wanted at a whim. Yet, he knew he was never quite respected. All of it was his father's or his mother's fault. Or rather, he was jealous that they could have this novel idea, one that he found impossible to obtain. It was the realization of knowing that perhaps, he was nothing without his name, his looks, his clothes and riches. That there might not be a real person beneath it all. So he wreaked havoc. From his string of outrageous lies towards his younger brother, his blackmailing of everyone from the mailman to close relatives, the occasional wooing someone for the heck of it--all of it became a sick and twisted game. Not that he thought of it as much.


Voice Clip: Lithium - Nirvana
Yes, Kurt Cobain's voice. Yay.

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Levant


Real Name: Matthias Zan-Li Geroux
Alias: Levant
Age: 21 years.
Nationality: Canadian

Hobbies/ Forms of Entertainment: His main hobby is climbing up high places, especially when it's forbidden territory. He's almost like a squirrel when climbing a tall tree or scaling the side of a cliff. This is where his alias comes from. Levant meaning 'rising,' from the French soleil levant or rising sun. Other than climbing, the man enjoys mixed martial arts, hacking, and eating cheese. As a form of entertainment, he can play all sorts of zithers along with the electric violin. He's also adept in chess, pool, and American soccer. But the one thing that draws people the most would be his way of making 'instant,' art. In less than five minutes, the youth could easily produce a vivid painting, sculpture, or even a composition of how he sees a person. Every single work is unique, yet only a handful of them exists in the world. His reason when questioned is a simple, "It tires me out."

History: Levant spent the majority of his childhood in a small town where everyone knew one another. A place where gossip travelled quicker than wildfire, and secrets were nearly nonexistant. His parents had always been comforting and loving, but weren't entirely nurturing. They apparently didn't believe in defining rules, giving him the freedom to do what he wished although without ever encouraging anything at the same time. It was almost as if he grew up with a few friends who took responsibility for him whenever he did something out of line, or showed up when they were needed for any other guardianship purposes. He lived a childhood without direction, but was unfortunately too shy to explore the options that were so obviously laid out before him. Instead, he had to discover unconventional ways to grow, branching out slowly and painfully, and only doing so when absolutely necessary. The fear of failure and of the unknown were the few things his parents had mananged to pass on. Levant learned from an early age that despite all their love and affection, they couldn't always be there even when they were supposed to, as much as they tried. So he slowly became used to independency. Eventually the boy came to embrace the idea, then ultimately the way of life.

Everything had been running smoothly at college until he got kicked out of his apartment by his girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, was put on academic probation for failing his English midterm, and had mystery liquid poured over all of his sparse belongings. The suspected culprit had been ex-girlfriend's new boyfriend. But that didn't really matter. Levant could easily turn his luck around given enough time. So, like every time something like this happened, the young man set up at a public place to display his talents. As a natural salesman he easily garnered enough attention at some fancy shmancy park the upper class frequented. Just as a large enough crowd of curiousity seekers had gathered, he spotted a very lovely and very richly dressed woman on it's fray. An instantly inspired Levant had gotten to work right away. Since he was short on supplies, he'd used a good and solid piece of wood found on the park grounds along with a kitchen knife his ex-girlfriend had thrown at him. About 3.5 minutes had passed before he put the finishing touches on a rough sculpture of what he'd describe as a 'fascinating woman's essence.' The 15 inch piece of wood had been shaped in a figure of a noble valkyrie in full armor, standing tall with hands held out in compassion. On her fingertips bloomed periwinkle, on her crown olive blossoms, and around her slim waist, ivy buds. At her feet 2 roses had been crushed while one remained in perfect bloom. Her expression held no contempt. Her eyes mirthful but her lush lips sinister. Overall, despite the obvious thorns and beauty, the figure held an air of serendipity and serenity with a touch of cruelty.

Madam Usagi, perhaps knowing it was made for her, outbid everyone present by a long shot. After claiming her prize, she immediately berated Levant for selling his talent so crudely. He'd dismissed his lack of refinement and had meant to move on as soon as possible when Usagi had made The Offer.

Attire: Grecian robes are amongst his favorite articles of clothing to don when entertaining guests. On colder nights he'd wear winter hanfu or an elegant well tailored suit. When not 'on duty,' as he calls it, he enjoys wearing semi-formal clothing. Anything that isn't too outlandish.
Appearance: Sleeping Levant
When reading, a pair of simple glasses frames deep green eyes. Though primarily an artist, due to his many other actitivies, he's fairly well built. Muscular, but not overly so. Enough to compliment his height of 5'11" and making him a healthy weight of 159.

Blood Type & Zodiac Sign: B-, Aries

Personality: Wild, passionate, and with an unusual approach to complicated subjects is what embodies Levant. As much as he likes the idea of using honey to get what he wants, using poison isn't beneath him. He has a strong dislike of responsibility and being dependable as well as being predictable. If he had to choose between always being in the spotlight opposed to never being in it, he'd choose the shadows any day. The man has a way of knowing about everyone and everything that goes on in the house, even when he's not present. Despite his many immature qualities, some has described him as a diamond in the rough, or simply wise beyond his years. Unfortunately, these compliments aren't said very often what with his brash way of doing things, and frequent stand-off-ish comments.



Voice Clip: Athlete - Tourist
Though he can't carry a tune to save his life, I don't wanna bother going through actual voice clips. But his voice would normally sound similar to this, with less of an English accent. xD And a little deeper.

Color Coded Dots for the Green Screen

Gold = Usagi
Black = Clients
Lime Green = Companions
Rose = Mansion Employees
Red = Levant
Purple = Heresy
Blue = Unknown Entities

Secret Nicknames for the Household

Usagi = Valkyria
Sonnen = Dark Eyes
Heresy = The Ire
Othello = Wisteria
Tel = Undecided
Aya = Undecided
Teishi = Undecided
Cherub = Undecided

Levant's Room.
Sorry for its smallness. ( That's what he said. D: )

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