Name: Kaoru Gaki
Name Meaning/Nicknames: You know, I never got about to figuring out what my name means, I never asked my parents. It doesn't matter anyways, because I prefer to be called Rouka, my name, just jumbled around.
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Human
Quote: "Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule."
Special Arts/Abilities: Well, I am a talented musician, I always try to practice the guitar everyday so I don't lose my footing, I also do some singing, but guitar is my major muse. Sometimes if I'm in an open area with my acoustic guitar, I can draw a small crowd.
My talent on the guitar usually brings forth praise and friendship, and I always enjoy it.
Character Looks: People tell me all the time my face resembles pure innocence, they can never see why I would ever commit any crime or break any rules, though what I usually try to wear begs to differ. I try to dress in a rebellious manner. Spiked wristbands and collars, hats and buttons, mostly black. To match, however I try to be consistent with my hair color and wear a ta bit of pink with my attire. Though I try to send a negative message, my so called captivating face always seems to bring the opposite signal.
Alignment: I'm what you would call 'virtuously rebellious', but most tend to see it as good.
Personality: I don't try to get people to think of me in a negative fashion, an ironic pun for the way that I tend to dress. most say that I am a nice person. Courteous to those around me, and even more courteous to the opposite gender of me. I'm the person who tries to go out of his way to try and make the lives of everyone around me better, easier, which is one reason, out of the many, why I got into music.
My playlist is so spread out, I can never label on group my favorite band, let alone pick a favorite song. Although I do prefer the styling of a Japanese metal band known as Dir-En-Grey. Their mix of Japanese pop, Metal scream-o, and morbid lyrics are something to be admired in my opinion. But you can give me any album and I'll end up liking it by the end of the whole set list. I'm not that picky about...anything I guess.
The pink hair? I never figured it out. My parents told me I was born with it, I didn't ask any questions. It did set me up for some teasing in my younger years though, but I never let it get to me. Eventually people began to embrace it....or maybe they just tolerated it. Either way I'm happy.
Though I try to be nice, I also try to show a bit of rebellion, dress code never gets to me, I wear what I like and what I find comfortable. If that's a dog collar with spikes on it, so be it. I will not let people oppress my fashion, be it nonsensical looks and unnecessary amounts of pink and black to make me look Goth.
History: I originate from Kyoto, Japan, where my parents raised me like any other child growing up. They taught me culture, tradition, and the religion of Japan. While growing up, they began to grow less lenient and strict, giving me the freedom to explore every option the world had for me, and I couldn't have asked for a better mother and father. Metaphorically, I turned over every rock, searching for the thing that would both make the best and most enjoyable interest in my life, and bring me a career.
Before I reached my one true passion, I tried many numerous things. I tried to be a clerk at my family's quaint little general store downtown, but the place would always be so crowded and I was never good with numbers, so it didn't work out well for me. A few minor jobs and choices later, I tried fishing. But I severely underestimated the physical endurance of the job, I was unable to handle what most fisherman would consider normal work, so that was out of the question.
There were so many other jobs and things I did, but none of them would satisfy both my happiness and welfare, and the money I needed for successful living. But one day, on the corner of the street our house was on, I found in the trash, the body of an acoustic guitar. It had no strings on it, so I asked my father, ad he went to a music store and got it strung for me, and even got me a pick for it. I strummed the guitar....and realized this was it. From that day forth, music became my life.
It's a shame my parents were unable to see how I progressed. For they suddenly had gone ill, from a disease that has plagued my family for generations. Around the age of 40 to 50, my family's hearts tend to give out more. They get more heart attacks more frequently. We've been able to keep it in check over the years of my childhood, but by the time I was 13, they both had died of heart attacks.
I was forced to move away with my Aunt. After my parents death, a depression came upon me, a mourning I've never experienced before, something only the smallest fraction of people are allowed to experience. This depression came out through my music, day in and day out I would play on the acoustic guitar I found a few years ago, grieving, practicing, learning more and more.
My aunt was a lot stricter than most of the people in my family, and disapproved of all of this freedom I was given at such a young age, and I become inclined to rebel against her. But she was the only known family I had left, so I usually ended up caving in to her wants, but the guitar never left my side, no matter how much she yelled at me.
In the end I came out okay, remaining in the light of virtue while keeping the memories of my family inside, and it is in my music where they'll remain while I attend this high school. I have talent, but I still need an education before I can get that talent anywhere, and who knows. I might end up being a rock star before I get let out for summer!
Weaponry: I have no use for weapons
Items: I own several guitars, one of them being electro-acoustic, a combination of both electric and acoustic guitar, another acoustic, and the last one is an electric bass. The one I use most is the electro-acoustic(as seen in the image). I rarely touch the bass though, never found it to be as exciting as a guitar. Other than that, I just have the suitcase of clothes on my back and whatever I can find around campus.
Weaknesses: I was never trained to fight, I don't know the first thing about self defense, but usually it doesn't matter, I don't draw unwanted attention onto myself or make any provoking comments, I'm a pacifist. If I am forced to fight, I'm forced to take a beating.
Friends in the Realm: I made a new friend recently. Her name is Terri and her golem, Prometheus. They seem nice enough, the golem though is a little creepy to me. I have yet to really get to know them though, so only time will tell if this will last a long time.
Enemies in the Realm: I hope I don't make any....
Lover: I...uhm...I don't know.
Pic: Right
