 Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 6:13 am
~Eirime: If I’m a god then what does that make my creator? ~ Basic Statistics Name: Eirime K.
Nickname: Eiri
(This art is NOT my own. I do not claim it as my own, and I am working on a pic of Eiri myself. However, untill then, this is as close as I could get.)
Age: Though cliché, Eiri (due to what he is) is ageless. Though living through the Hiroshima nuking was a feat in itself. -However he appears to be in his late 20's
Orientation: Homosexual.
Top/Bottom: Mostly a top but will bottom on the occasion.
Nationality: Japanese/American
Hometown: Hiroshima/Japan.
Current Residence: The Castle?
Occupation: Misleading travellers isn’t really considered an occupation in Hiroshima anymore. Neither is 'wooing' men into his bed.
Talents/Skills: It’s no joke when the saying ‘charm you're pants off’ is applied to Eiri. He is a walking, living, breathing sex magnet –among other things- though despite this, his more favourable skills and talents are done with his hands. When one is around for generations it’s only natural that they should pick up a few things. In Eiri’s case it’s woodwork and pottery.
Siblings: Eiri is an only child, which his mother –American- is thankful for.
Spouse: Although ever the flirt, Eiri has yet to settle down. It’s not in his nature.
Significant Others: None as of yet. Plenty of one night stands, but all are pretty much nameless.
Relationship skills: Although Eiri is a hopeless flirt and man-whore, his skills when it comes to actual relationships are lacking. It’s not that he doesn’t try, he just doesn’t understand most of the general regulations that are basic knowledge to others. Meaning all or any relationships end on a bitter note. In other words. Epic FAILURE!Physical Characteristics: Height: Being bird-like in build, Eiri is rather tall and willowy, but not very bulky or muscular. Not to say he isn’t strong, nor would it be correct in saying he was ‘frail’. Under his honeycomb skin, muscles –though unseen- rippled and flexed with each and every movement. Standing at just over 6, 2 foot, it’s not wonder so many look up to him. –Ha-ha, I made a joke-
Weight: Ah yes, we knew this was coming. Though not quite as light as a feather, Eiri is still much lighter then appeared to be, weighing in at just 110 Lbs.
Race: Tengu: (天狗) ‘The Tengu’ is the Japanese Dog demon of Mischief. They are one of the best known yōkai (monster-spirits) and are sometimes worshipped as Shinto kami (revered spirits or gods). Although they take their name from a dog-like Chinese demon (Tiangou), the tengu were originally thought to take the forms of birds of prey, and they are traditionally depicted with both human and avian characteristics.
Eye Color: Due to an misfortunate accident of his earlier days, Eiri's left eye was terribly scarred. Though he is not blind –completely- in the eye, it does take on a white hue which tends to unnerve people. However his right eye is a vivid bird-like gold with with hazel flecks.
Hair Color: Like his wings, Eiri’s hair is a chaotic mop of sexy black, white and grey, sticking up in every which way and screams ‘freshly shagged’. Though kept relatively short, there is a single long tuff. Always braided and tied off with a thin band of leather. It hangs in front of his right ear.
Glasses or contact lenses: Since his ‘integration’, Eiri has taken up the habit of slipping in a pair of plain leafy green contacts.
Skin color: Think of melted honey on a slice of white bread. Lick-able no? And with the tiniest sprinkle of golden freckles over his pert button nose.
Shape of Face: Eiri has a baby face through and through. High cheekbones, pointy chin and all well proportioned.
Distinguishing features: A single opaque left eye and his sizablem salt and pepper wings.
Eiri’s Attire: Eiri tends to go for a more ‘natural’ look. Mostly because having wings made it impossible to wear a practical shirt. Mostly this blithely devil gets around in a pair of bum hugging jeans that hang low on his slim hips, falling baggy everywhere else. Neither does he wear shoes, claiming had he needed them he would of been born with them. The only thing, or rather ‘things’ Eiri seems partial to adorning are the increasing amounts of variously placed piercings and tribal looking tattoos.
Mannerisms: Many mistake Eiri for being rude. This is however, incorrect. Being considered a god does take its toll though. Eiri is neither rude nor is he courteous. Merely aloof and hard to predict. In many ways Eiri is like a bird of prey. Vigilant, yes, but patient and keen. Should a conversation take a turn in the direction of something he finds at all interesting, he will -of course- have something to say, but mostly Eiri is flirting shamelessly, or quite content listening.
Habits:Eiri has a bad habit of flying away from direct conflict. Though he isn’t a pacifist or a coward, he really hates it when his face gets marred or his feathers pulled and ruffled. Ever the egotistic.
Health: Raw meat and lots of fresh vegetables and fruit. This is his diet and because of it, Eiri is quite healthy and unpolluted by excess sugars or oils.
Hobbies: Flying in the rain. Pottery. Painting. Stirring up trouble. Lots of it. What else did you expect of a Tengu?
Favourite Sayings: “Oops.”
Speech patterns: His mother was American and his father a Tengu, so he tends to revert from one to the next depending on his mood. If angry or –cough-Aroused-cough- he will (unconsciously) talk in Japanese. However his English is quite good and his accent almost indistinguishable,
Disabilities: His wings. Because of them he stands out in a crowd and they are easily hurt on a brawl.
Style: There isn’t really a ‘style’ to Eiri. He is what he is. Unashamed, unruly , reckless. Neat yet messy. Careful yet carefree.
Greatest flaw: His narcissistic nature.
Best quality: Under it all, Eiri really does have a heart of gold.
What most embarrasses him: Confrontation with the opposite sex. He finds it all rather awkward and ends up babbling about something or other before fleeing. Emotional CharacteristicsWhat motivates him: Knowing, he is always seeking to know more. About everything and anything.
What frightens him: Woman, and spiders and of going bald. (What can I say, he is vain)
What makes him happy: A good steak, with lots of onions and a side of mash.
-More will be done on Eiri Later-
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