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_______________✚___ Hey there! Call me Ko, Ray, Kor, Koray or whatever you fell like, I don’t really care.
_______________✚___ Can't you tell? I'm obviously a Male.
_______________✚___ Ah ha ha... Yes, I just so happen to be Heterosexual
_______________✚___ You've likely seen me around; after all, I'm the Doctor, of course!
_______________✚___ My age? Don't know why you really care, but I'm Twenty-Five
_______________✚___ The best time of the year? Well of course it would be Autumn eighth!
_______________✚___ Oh! How could I forget one of the most important things? I live in Monotone Springs
_______________✚___ Promise you won't egg me or play ding-dong ditch? In that case, I live in House 35
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_______________✚___ Come here, come close! I have a story to be told!
Well you're not that waste of flesh Katarina, so I'll tell you what you want to know about me. My past? Hmm, yeah sure I'll tell ya.
Well first off, I'm going to answer your unspoken question. No, I wasn't born here, I was born in a small rural town in Elit. Both my parents are from Elit and are thus natives, and so am I, however, when I was only a few months old we moved out of Elit and came here. Well not 'here', as in Monotone Spring, but a few islands a way, on a small place called Lunar Valley. Pretty boring place really. Anyways, so yes I wasn't born here, and yes I can fluently speak Turkish (common language of Elit), I know the entire language; all the vocabulary, and I can speak it very well but I tend not to, and really, does it sound like I have an accent? Well, a slight one, but that's beside the point. I grew up in this type of society, so I speak your language just like a native, and you may hear me slip a Turkish word in my speech here and there, but that's about it. Also, though I will never admit it to Katarina, I can speak quite a bit of German as well. You kind of pick it up when you are always hearing it really... Anyways, now that I've answer the typical question, I'll go back to the beginning. Well first off, I need you to swear to keep some of the things I'm about to tell you to yourself. No one is to hear about it! I'm telling you in the strictest confidence.
Now, before I begin, what do you think of an arranged marriage? Probably not much, or maybe you find it appalling? Well, in my native land of Elit, and in specific the South East part (where I'm from) this is a very common factor, and that's what happened to my father. My mother's father went to my father's father and they talked and soon agreed to have my parents engaged. They quite literally did not know about it until the last second. They had maybe met once or twice by chance, but had never really spoken to each other besides pleasantries. Now they were to be wedded. But in Elit, that was tradition, sure many people may be trying to stop it but it still occurs. Now this isn't what you are thinking, no, once my parents got married they did not fall in love with each other which made everything better. Nope. They tolerated each other at best. Really, they were two different people, but they wanted to respect their parent's wishes. So they stuck together. My father was a carpenter in the small rural town that they lived in, and my mother was a teacher. Anyways, my father had always been a bit of an ambitious man and he wanted to leave Turkey once he got enough money. Being wedded though added some problems. My grandparents on either side, wanted grandchildren, and in specific, male children to do labor and help build the community. In other words, me. Well, luckily for me, before I got sucked into those type of traditions, my parents were able to scrounge up enough money, as well as getting money from family and friends, and than we left Elitwhen I was only a few months old. So that's how we ended up in Lunar Valley anyways. Now just so you know, my parents retained their professions when we moved there, and I ended up going to a normal school and all, one problem though. My parents didn't speak a word of English. Yeah, very confusing for me! I ended up learning to languages simultaneously, but I wasn't really taught how to speak Turkish I just sort of picked it from hearing my parents argue with each other and than when they gave me instructions. Really, as I got older I became their translator until they got a better grasp of English. So if I have a bit of an accent, that's where I got it from. Now my parents can speak English pretty well, but they may be a bit hard to understand because they have such a heavy accent and they sometimes screw up how to speak properly. So that explains language, accent, and how my parents met. So what's next? Childhood? Alright.
Ok, so as you should know now, I moved to Lunar Valley when I was only an infant. So this is where I would be raised. Things were fairly normal, until school started in kindergarten. As you know, we were foreigners in our own way, exotic is you'd like. Turns out, I wasn't the only one. Not too long after we had moved here, another family from a different country had done the same. The Amsels, a German family. At first I thought nothing of it, but soon my parents met them and they saw a connection between them. Both sets of parents weren't from here, they couldn't speak the language very well, if at all and they were homesick. A lot in common indeed, and soon the families became friends. What I didn't know at first though was that they had a child, a female child, Katarina. I had met her when I was really young, and at first her and I were pretty good friends since like our parents we had the same things in common. Plus we doubled as someone to play with, since the other kids were speaking English and at that time we really couldn't. As such, I picked up some German, and she learned some Turkish until we could master English in order to truly communicate. But I do remember, that before she began to understand bits of Turkish that the first thing I said to her was "güzel kız" (pretty girl), of course I never explained to her that that meant, and personally I never plan on explaining. Come on, I was a kid, I didn't know that woman was such a demon inside! Anyways, so as we grew up, her and I remained close friends as did our parents. And well, when you spend lots of time with someone, sometimes you begin to...think a bit more of them. That's what happened to me. When I was only seven, I really started to look at her, and since like most boys my age when I liked someone I didn't know how to express it. So I did what most boy do. I torment the one I like to show it. I started to pull prank after prank on her, dumping water on her head, sticking gum in her hair. Basically anything I could to get her attention. To bad, like with most things like that, it didn't quite go according to plan. Katarina had misunderstood my childish feelings and she would retaliate against me with anger. With that, my feelings were soon pushed aside and forgotten, the crush forgotten as I began to fight back. Sure, people got mad at me for hitting a girl, but come on Katarina was a cruel fighter anyways! Our friendship shattered, and the two of us were soon constantly fighting. Every time we saw each other, it either turned into a verbal fight or a fist fight between us. People were constantly having to tear the two of us apart, and it wasn't uncommon for either of us to go home bruised, though we would lie about where it came from. After all, our parents were friends, so in front of them we pretended to be pleasant to each other. It usually lasted until we got outside where the war would continue. This went on for years.
By the time we hit high school, things began to get interesting. We didn't fight as much, well ok we fought more than we used to - we still hid it from our parents though - but there was just something about our fights that wasn't there anymore. Not as much passion or anger really. It seemed like we were just fighting because we were used to fighting. Katarina and I didn't see as much of each other anymore except for casual passing in the hall, chance pairings in the same classes or when our parents visited each other. We didn't talk much. She was focusing on what she wanted to be in school, studying so she could achieve it, and me. Well, I didn't know. I didn't focus in school, you know that guy who cracks jokes and doodles on his work? That was me. I wasn't dumb, not if I could understand two languages and speak either of them fairly well, and I knew all this stuff. I just didn't have drive. I began to lose interest in everything, hell I didn't even care if I fought with Katarina, and several times when we were fighting I would call it quits and leave a rather stunned Katarina behind. I just didn't know what to do. Nothing was interesting. Well that would change. When I was sixteen, my parents suddenly got a brilliant idea. You know how my parents were arranged to be wedded? Well what would make them more happy than if their best friends' daughter wedded their son! They discussed it with their friends, and they agreed! They wanted Katarina and me to be married! They were nuts! W-what! I'm not blushing! Hey! I'm telling the story so if you want to hear it, be quiet. The second my parents told me, I froze, and when I suddenly started moving again I ran out of the house. They assumed I had run to tell Katarina. As if! I ran out to the forest and hid myself in the cover of the trees, and banged my head against one for about an hour until my forehead started to bleed. I was bloody sixteen and they wanted me to be betrothed to Katarina, my rival! Sure when I was little I had had a crush on her, but that was then and now! This wasn't Turkey, and I refused to be married to someone I didn't like, I don't want to end up like my parents who tolerate each others presence, but aren't in love. Being raised the way I had, I didn't want to be arranged to be wedded, I wanted to find love no matter how corny or naive that may sound. Anyways when I got back, Katarina had also found out and was arguing with it. I jumped right in, and for once I was on her side. Well, on her side that was against my side from becoming to be our side. Yeah, you know what I mean! Anyways, we argued for about a week, and we were able to strike up a deal. We wouldn't marry in high school, or even after we went to higher education. Once both of us had finished our educations we would have one year to find partners, and if we could not find someone within that year, well... I would end up married to a witch!
Let's move on... Now most people, when they hear I'm a doctor they want to know the reason. For the most part I'll make up a story, but I guess I can tell you, so long as you swear never to tel this to Katarina. Come on swear it. Good, and just so you know if you do tell her she will come running to me to confirm this which means I will know. And bud, you really don't want to piss off the only doctor in this valley. Just a warning. Anyways, when Katarina and I were in high school, there was an accident. We had been going back home, so school was over and no one else was around. I was heading down the road that leaves and enters the valley, and sure enough on the other side of the road I spot Katarina. She was heading back home as well, but just seeing her made my blood boil and I couldn't resist yelling out an insult at her. She responded, by turning my way and the war began. We threw insults back and forth, and than I said a really bad one. I can't remember what it was, but Katarina's face turned really red, I was laughing and she began crossing the street to hit me no doubt. I shut my eyes laughing, and when I opened them again... She was lying on the ground. A car had been speeding down the road, his driving weaving all around and he had hit Katarina, that drunk a** b*****d hit her! He didn't even stop to see if she was ok, he ran with his tail between his legs. I remember running out into the street and picking up the smaller female in my arms and carrying her off the street so she wouldn't get hit again. Everything was happening in such a blur, my heart was in my throat and I was simply reacting. I just had such a hard time grasping it, even as I look back Katarina had gotten really hurt, at this time her and I were already at each other's throats, she was my rival and we always fought. But seeing her like that; limp, unconscious, blood soaking her body, and terribly injured, something in me just sparked together. I couldn't believe it, and instead of thinking, I just sort of reacted. I've never received medical training, but my mind and body just worked on it's own. I ran to our nearest neighbor and banged on the door until they opened up, dashed into their house (it was a small town, so everyone knew everyone and I knew the layout of every house) and went into their bathroom and grabbed their First Aid kit. I didn't even speak to the person, I simply ran in, and out and than back to Katarina's side. Than, I got to work. My hands cleansing wounds and wrapping them gently, all the while checking her eyes to see if she was waking up. I couldn't do anything major since I didn't have any experience, but I knew how to sterilizer wounds, and wrap them. Than it was just a matter of watching over her condition. By this point, the neighbors that I had bothered came running with the cops and a doctor in tow. After all, no one just runs into someone's house, take their medical kit, and runs off. Being worried, but knowing I wouldn't have done anything too bad, they figured someone must have been terribly injured. When they reached Katarina and I, the doctor and cops picked her up and carried her off to their vehicle, I blindly followed after them, after quickly cleaning off the blood off some of the equipment I used and handed back the First Aid kit. That night I stayed in the hospital in the waiting room. Several hours later, the local doctor came and woke me up saying Katarina was awake and ok. I don't want to admit it, but I cried a bit with relief. I vaguely remember when I had been treating her, I had been egging her on, saying everything would be ok and that I could take care of it. Thing is, now that it was over, I was embarrassed, and I couldn't face her. She would never let me live it down that I had been worried about her, and everything. I begged the doctor not to tell her that it was me who had done the initial treating, or anything about me being here. I took off back to my place, and never spoke of me doing anything I did for Katarina. There is one thing that that night made me decide though. It gave me the desire to become a doctor.
After that incident, some things had changed, but others had returned right back to normal. I started to actually focus in school, and for a while Katarina and I didn't fight. Than before I knew it, bam! Her and I were back to trying to kill each other, just like old times. The two of us were back to normal, ever since the arranged marriage situation the two of us were back to fighting with passion, hell if we could get away with killing the other one we would jump on the chance. It had renewed our hatred for the other really. Than came graduation day. High school was over, and it was off to the next stage of education, but we wouldn't be finding it in Lunar Valley. It was time to take flight away from the nest. Ever since I had decided to be a doctor, I had been apprenticing myself to the local doctor so I had already gotten some experience and some money, and so I was off to the city with some money in my pocket to pay for that education. My university education was plain, and dull. But I knew how important it was that I learn all of the stuff that was being taught. Five years later, plus a year of experience under my belt and I was ready to work. I knew I couldn't do well with a big city doctor's life, wearing myself ragged everyday, so I knew I would work in a small town. Not many people get injured there, and when they do they would need someone with my experience who could do either the simplistic stuff to the more complex surgeries if needed. But where to find a place that needed a doctor? It took me about a month but I soon found a place. A valley similar to the boring one I grew up in, most of it's old citizens had left because of some oddities about the valley, or had died because it had been an older generation. Now fresh faces were rushing to the valley, and I was one of them. I took up the position as the doctor of Monotone Spring, and not a few days after I had got myself settled, guess what I found out. O aptal kız, Katarina burada da aynı şekilde hareket etmişti (That stupid girl, Katarina, had moved here as well)! Of course she had to come and ruin my life by moving to where I was. Hell I bet my parents would have told hers where I moved and than told her that she should check out that place. Geez they were so conspiring against me! As it is, my parents are on a friggen world tour with their 'best friends'! My gods! Well this incident has ruined my life.
Anyways that's my life, any questions? W-what?! N-no! I don't still like her! geez, w-what gave you that idea. Besides, I'm trying to find someone so that I don't have to marry her. Why would I be trying this hard if I had l-liked her. Man you need to get your head straight if you couldn't figure that one out. I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Wedded. To. Katarina! Arranged marriages are a big no for me. So in the mean time I'm trying to find someone to wed for love, but I only have a year! The clock is ticking, eh who am I talking about! I'm Koray! I'm sure I can find someone [/nervous laugh].
Oh and I thought I should tell you something else! I've been living in Monotone Springs for a while now, as have Katarina, I owned a house because I have a better income and Katarina lived in the inn. Well as the weeks past she had been having difficulty paying her rent and as of just recently she's now living with me. And don't tell her this! I swear I will slit your throat the next time you come into my office and put it down as a sort of bacterial infection I've just discovered called "idiotiousis". 'kay? Swear it? Good. Well, I used the cover that her parents told my parents and sent me a letter to take her in to my home so I was only doing it out of respect for them. Actually though, I invited her without any other sort of reason besides the kindness of my damned heart. Now she has to make my life hell by flaunting around in basically nothing! Has she no couth! In my country, if she were to do that she'd be thought of as a...erm...you get the point. But seriously, now that she lives with me, she acts like she owns the place. Arg, how frustrating a woman can she get! Well at least I get something out of it. I can steal some of her cooking instead of trying to eat the monstrosities I create.
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It's kind of hard not to sound like an egotist when you have to describe your personality! Well, let's give it a go, eh? Well, I'm a pretty good humored guy, good for a laugh or five. I like to tease and talk with people. As a doctor, I'm a bit of a snoop and like to get into people's backgrounds and try to figure them out. Also, I'm horribly lazy. Well, yes and no. I do my job, and I do it properly, all but one thing. My dreaded paper work. I tend to avoid doing it, like I'll write my notes but I don't fill out the log books. That's what you have nurses and secretaries for! I'm pretty good with kids, if you are afraid of needles, you defiantly want to have me doing it since I can distract you long enough that you won't feel a thing. I'm also pretty dedicated and I don't like seeing my patients suffering or waiting long so I try and stay on top of most things. I'm pretty good nature-ed, though as you may have understood from my past, I have...erm...issues in expressing myself. I tend to come off as a pretty confident man, but when it comes to certain things I'm a bit of a coward and I tend to misread people. Still, I'm strong-willed and minded and just generally happy. There's just one problem...Katarina. When she's around, I just get. Arg! I don't even know! The second I see her face I just got to start arguing with her and we often end up into fist fights because of it, we just throw insults after insults at each other without remorse. Just thinking about it pisses me off. Also when it comes to dealing with Katarina I can be a bit of a pervert, or so she says.
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_______________✚___ Place me next to a ruler, and it will say I'm 6'1
_______________✚___ What else have I done to myself? Come on, I'm a doctor! I've got none of that.
_______________✚___ You want to get on my good side? Easy! Give me these! My favorite foods, but then again being Turkish I like my cultural foods, and the only one around here that could make it would be me...but I don't recommend that. Anyways, some of my favorite meals are, Kaburga Dolması, Hasanpaşa Köftesi and Mercimekli Köfte. But I doubt anyone can cook any of that, so I guess for local cuisines, the diner makes a killer Paella. Oh, and at one of the valley's cooking contests I had a Seafood Risotto that was simply great. I guess for me, the way to my heart really is food! Well besides foods, I like animals, most people, and being a doctor, I just like studying and practicing medicine I guess oh and the most important one of all is Katarina.
_______________✚___ But blegh; I'd rather not recieve any of these... Junk, badly made food, and drunk drivers. Especially that last one, they piss me off to the point where I want to beat one senseless, bad memories of almost losing Katarina make me want to beat them.
_______________✚___ Shh, shh! Don't tell anyone! I'm truly afriad of Losing loved ones (includes Katarina), losing my medical license, not finding love.
_______________✚___ When you get to know someone, you should know their favourite colour, right? Mine just so happens to be #EE7621
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