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 Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 7:48 pm
Shizukesa no naka hitotsubu ochita dake
Hirogaru hamon ni nami utsuido no soko
Zawatsuita watashi no kokoro no mori wo yusaburu kogarashi yo
Kyouzon dekiru mono nara
Sono mama de {Setting} You know how they say that "Love never dies, It just grows with time"? Well it's true that it will never die, even when the one you love has turned to dust and centuries pass. You know how when you're in love you promise to never leave them? That's true too.
I've been frozen in time for a thousand years, while the one person I loved, the one person I wanted to give my eternity to...He died. He said that nothing could keep him from me, not even death would part us for long. It's been a thousand years, and he still hasn't come back to me.
I've looked in every city and town in the world, not once have I caught a glimpse of my love. How I miss him, his voice, his touch, his warmth and his life. My life is nothing without him. I'm trapped in place, and my redemption is lost to me.
The year is now 2010, and I've relocated to Tokyo, Japan. Maybe I will find him here, the city that sprung up from the small village we'd first met in. Everyone knows me in Japan, at least the younger generations do. I'm the latest Rockstar from America, Singer for the band "Frozen Millennia". Top of the charts in a number of country's, including Japan.{Rules} 1. Follow ToS (both guild rules and Gaia's))
2. Be Semi-Lit... more than one paragraph per post, a few posts a day if possible.
3. PM me the profile titled "An Eternity Alone". 4. Please, Please, Please tell me if you'll be away for any length of time if you know ahead of time. -I'll do the same---Story/setting and rules--Profile Skeleton's--Characters--Reserved-- Dare mo ga kono mori de shizuka na koe wo kiite
Zatsuon ni namida shita
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*Rurekuteshieka wokitonakayada onirokokonoshi tawa
Tai tsuwazadekazushi teshisokunamae tahatookumeshihi
Nirimonoko
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 7:58 pm
Shizukesa no naka hitotsubu ochita dake
Hirogaru hamon ni nami utsuido no soko
Zawatsuita watashi no kokoro no mori wo yusaburu kogarashi yo
Kyouzon dekiru mono nara
Sono mama de {profile} [color=darkblue][b]How I look:[/b] {anime please, and img format}
[b]I'm known now as:[/b] {character name}
[b]I've been here:[/b] {Age}
[b]I have this equipment:[/b] {gender}
[b]This is how I roll:[/b] {S/U}
[b]I'm this kind of person:[/b] {personality, short description}
[b]This is my Life:[/b] {BIO. Two paragraphs minimum.}
[b]These things rock:[/b] {Likes-listed, at least 3 things}
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[b]I hate these:[/b] {Dislikes-listed, at least 3 things}
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[b]Extra Info for your benefit:[/b] {Other; tattoo's, piercings, etc}
[b]Behind the Scenes:[/b] {Username}
[/color] --Story/setting and rules--Profile Skeleton's--Characters--Reserved-- Dare mo ga kono mori de shizuka na koe wo kiite
Zatsuon ni namida shita
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*Rurekuteshieka wokitonakayada onirokokonoshi tawa
Tai tsuwazadekazushi teshisokunamae tahatookumeshihi
Nirimonoko
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:20 pm
Shizukesa no naka hitotsubu ochita dake
Hirogaru hamon ni nami utsuido no soko
Zawatsuita watashi no kokoro no mori wo yusaburu kogarashi yo
Kyouzon dekiru mono nara
Sono mama de {Characters} Crystal of Infinity How I look: 
I'm known now as: Keiji Eitai
I've been here: 1019, only looks 19
I have this equipment: Male
This is how I roll: Seme
I'm this kind of person: Dark, Mysterious.. not very outspoken or public with his life.
This is my Life: Keiji has lived through history, a thousand years of it. He had been born in a small village located where the center of Tokyo is now located, and he fell in love with a younger boy from a different social class. The one he loved died, though he had promised he would come back even after death tried to keep them apart, and he has waited. He has all but lost hope of ever seeing his lover again.
He became a vampire, one that is much like you see in horror movies. Only there is no aversion to sunlight, no severe reaction to garlic, crosses, silver stakes, wooden stakes, or most of that superstition. Beheading him might actually kill him, but he hasn't tried that yet, nor does he plan on it any time soon.
Recently he has gotten drawn into the world of gothic rock, punk rock, and metal music. He started a band with a few humans that he'd overheard playing amateurish music one night, and they quickly rose to fame.
These things rock: {Likes-listed, at least 3 things}
+ Music [It lets me unleash my pain and desire to find him]
+ Blood [Yes, I need it to survive]
+ Modern technology and transportation [makes it so easy to change location and look for him]
I hate these: {Dislikes-listed, at least 3 things}
- Fans that try getting in my way of searching.
- Schedules we have to follow, from the band manager and recording companies we are contracted to.
- Public appearances that aren't concert's.. as in interviews on TV stations.
Extra Info for your benefit: piercings on tongue and left side of nose. Tattoo on back of a black rose surrounded in waves and sakura petals.
Behind the Scenes: Crystal of Infinity
FaeryFae How I look: 
I'm known now as: Ero Aburashi (Hiru Anoi)
I've been here: 18
I have this equipment: Male
This is how I roll: Uke
I'm this kind of person: Keeps to himself, kind-hearted, stubborn
This is my Life: In his former life, Hiru fell in love with Keiji. The two shared a loving relationship until Hiru fell ill from a fatal disease and died. On his deathbed, Hiru promised Keiji that he would somehow come back to him.
A thousand years later, Hiru’s soul was reborn into the present time in Tokyo, Japan to American parents. Now named Ero, he remembers nothing of his past life, but recently he’s been having dreams that reflect his past life, though he doesn’t know it. Lately, these dreams of the past have shown him a young man whose face he cannot clearly see. In the dreams, the stranger tells him that he will be waiting for him. Ero is a little curious about the dreams, but thinks that they are simply dreams and nothing more.
These things rock: {Likes-listed, at least 3 things}
+ My pet mouse, Shin Tama
+ Art, everything from sketching to henna tattoo
+ Music
I hate these: {Dislikes-listed, at least 3 things}
- Being in front of crowds
- Crying, for whatever reason
- Stress
Extra Info for your benefit: has a piercing in the lobe of each ear
Behind the Scenes: FaeryFae
--Story/setting and rules--Profile Skeleton's--Characters--Reserved-- Dare mo ga kono mori de shizuka na koe wo kiite
Zatsuon ni namida shita
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*Rurekuteshieka wokitonakayada onirokokonoshi tawa
Tai tsuwazadekazushi teshisokunamae tahatookumeshihi
Nirimonoko
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:23 pm
Shizukesa no naka hitotsubu ochita dake
Hirogaru hamon ni nami utsuido no soko
Zawatsuita watashi no kokoro no mori wo yusaburu kogarashi yo
Kyouzon dekiru mono nara
Sono mama de --Story/setting and rules--Profile Skeleton's--Characters--Reserved-- Dare mo ga kono mori de shizuka na koe wo kiite
Zatsuon ni namida shita
3 25 15 21 23 1
*Rurekuteshieka wokitonakayada onirokokonoshi tawa
Tai tsuwazadekazushi teshisokunamae tahatookumeshihi
Nirimonoko
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 2:42 pm
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again + I don't want to be the one, The battles always choose +  Keiji sighed, as he walked from the back room and onto the little stage that was set up for their press-interview. He hated these things, but it could help him find the one he lost a thousand years ago. The others followed, since he was the lead singer of the group, and he followed their manager.
He sat down and was greeted by the flashing of cameras. They started the Q&A, and he answered them as honestly as possible, with a few 'No Comment' 's mixed in with his answers. One question, which he initially was going to dismiss with a 'No comment' had him pausing before he decided to answer.
"Are you seeing anyone, Mr.Eitai?" The person asked, to which he replied,
"No. But I'm searching for someone that I lost a long time ago." This set off another round of questions directed at him, but he refused to say more on the matter. He wasn't interested in fans proclaiming their undying love to him. He only wanted to hear those words from one person, but he'd never found him...Yet anyway.
The interview went on for a while, with him answering some questions, while the other band-members were asked similar questions at random intervals. When it was over, he felt like rushing out of the room. It was fine being asked questions and all...but the smell of blood was overwhelming to his senses and it didn't help that he hadn't had a chance to feed since they had been given little to no time to get their things together for the trip to Japan.
He knew that they would be there for a while, as they were on a kind of 'break'...in which they would have to come up with a number of new singles..and shoot the music video's for them...and make a few public appearances...and there was a concert in there too.
+ 'Cause inside I realize, That I'm the one confused +
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 8:48 pm
~A dream that's like a far off memory...~ Ero sighed softly to himself, hands mindlessly clutching the strap of his messenger bag that crossed his chest. He had had another dream again. These dreams were becoming more and more frequent over the last couple of weeks. They were starting to bother him a little. The dreams would always take place in a small village that Ero knew nothing of, but was definitely somewhere from long ago. He was sitting in a small, dark room, leaning against the chest of another man. When Ero looked up, he could not make out the features of the stranger behind him. His eyes and face were covered in shadow, leaving only his mouth and chin visible in the darkness. A smile was on the stranger's lips as a strong hand gingerly touched Ero's cheek. "I love you, Hiru." the other man said in a beautifully toned voice. As he leaned in closer to Ero, before anymore of his features could become clearer to him, the dream would end and Ero would awaken. Ero pushed the dream out of his thoughts and concentrated again on where he was going. He was walking to his favorite art shop to pick up more supplies. Today Ero decided to take the long route to the shop, which meant that he had to pass by a small studio. As he came closer to the building, he noticed a crowd (mostly of giddy teenage girls) gathered around it, holding signs and autograph books. Curious, Ero stopped and watched, only to see what all the excitement was for before continuing on his way. ((The picture is showing in my post now, though I can't say if it'll still be working later. sweatdrop )) ~...A far off memory that's like a dream.~
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 1:49 pm
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again + I don't want to be the one, The battles always choose + Keiji made it to the backroom and went for his bag. He pulled out a water bottle that didn't show off the liquid inside, and took a few gulps from it. It was blood, but it wasn't fresh so it would only hold him over for a few hours. The others thought that the bottle contained some kind of medicine he needed, and it was kind of true, as blood like like a medicine, or drug, for him.
The others came in as he was putting it away, and he licked the trail of liquid that had passed the corner of his lips before the others could tell what it was.
"You okay there, taishou?" Eiji asked him, having noticed his rush to the room, though he'd walked in a calm manner, it was still more rushed than his usual walk. "Aa. I'm good. Ready to go and start the vacation time?" He replied, and the question got cheers from the band-members.
He put the bottle back in his bag and stood, lifting the bag with him. He slung it over one shoulder and waited as the others got their things together. When everyone nodded to show they were ready, Keiji led them out of the building where fans were lined up with posters and autograph books.
A loud cheering and screaming from fans, male as well as female, rose when they were spotted at the exit, and phones were flashing pictures of the band so girls could brag to friends that they saw "Frozen Millenia" in person. Resigning himself to it, he followed his band members' example and sighed autographs dutifully, getting a few requests to sign body parts as well.
It was annoying, and he hid the irritation he felt well. He smiled his arrogant-smirk in photo's with fans and their friends, and shook hands that were thrust at him...and pretended like this was fun for him. The others loved it, and were even getting a few phone numbers while they were at it.
He looked over at the crowd, and his mind went blank for a moment as a memory came to him. He went absolutely still, face emotionless and eyes unfocused. It was one of those nights he'd just sat with Hiru, he was smiling, and Hiru was healthy. He leaned in, but then the memory faded and he came back to his present-time.
He realized that, while he hadn't spoken out loud, he had, however, leaned forward slightly and was now fairly close to a female fan still in her school uniform. He noticed her blush and smirked. Deciding to play a little when he noticed the sound of held breath around them, Keiji leaned in closer and touched her neck with his mouth. There was an audible gasp from all that could see, as well as a whistle courtesy of one of the guys, and the girls pulse quickened beneath his mouth.
His eyes dilated, the temptation growing with the response. His tongue darted out to lick the flesh, and he grazed his teeth lightly against her neck before pulling back and smirking at the hazy expression on her face. He turned from the dazed girl and started walking to the car that was waiting to take the band to their hotel room. Eiji was about to say something, and from the grin, it had to do with the girl.
He sent a glare in warning to the hyperactive prankster which effectively quieted him. He wondered why that memory had chosen to surface. Could he have been close? He knew it wasn't the girl, as she had looked different, her whole presence was different from his beloved Hiru. Keiji sat down in the backseat of the car and sighed. + 'Cause inside I realize, That I'm the one confused +
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 3:39 pm
~A dream that's like a far off memory...~Ero was getting bored of waiting and was about to leave when the cheers and screams of the crowd recaptured his attention. Coming out of the studio was none other than “Frozen Millennia” the hottest band from the U.S. He blinked, wide-eyed, keeping the bit of surprise and excitement that built up within himself. He wasn’t the kind to squeal and make an idiot out of himself like a star-struck girl. Besides, he had no real reason to get excited; Ero wasn’t in the crowd of fans so he wouldn’t get noticed by the band in the first place. Ero might’ve joined them had there not been so many people there, but he didn’t feel like getting shoved and pushed around by screaming fans. He did stay and watch, however, as the band members gave away their autographs and interacted with their fans. Ero could not help but wonder as to how the band could stand having so much attention thrust upon them. He figured that it would be excited at first, but quickly become annoying. Celebrities had to have that attention-craving mentality or lose their sanity under the watchful eye of the world. Ero simply shrugged his shoulders; he didn’t have or want that kind of attitude. Ero continued watching as a silence came over the crowd. Curiosity got the better of him and he came a little closer to figure out what was happening. He watched the lead singer, Keiji, as he leaned forward and kissed a girl’s neck. He blinked at the gesture, but soon rolled his eyes and started back on his way again while the rock stars were getting in their car. “A vampire kiss…. I'm starting to get sick of the vampire craze” he thought to himself in slight annoyance. Bored with his walking, Ero decided to look into the store windows as he passed him. He glanced at his reflection in the display window and thought about the dream again. “Why does he always call me Hiru?” he wondered. Naturally, Ero didn’t know anything about his past life as Hiru, but he looked exactly the same as he did a thousand years ago. Ero quickly dropped the question, though and walked off, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He still had a long way to walk; he had to pass a ritzy hotel that was still a good distance away, and beyond that was the shopping center that housed Ero’s beloved art shop. ~...A far off memory that's like a dream.~
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:32 pm
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again + I don't want to be the one, The battles always choose + The limo brought them to a fancy hotel, and the guys got out excitedly, but Keiji took his time. The sun flashed in his eyes and he instinctively flinched back from the light, though it did little more than irritate his eyes. He stood still, taking in the building that the group would be staying in for...however long it would be.
The others had gone ahead, and their manager got out of his car which had driven behind them. Keiji ignored the man when he greeted him, though it wasn't meant to offend, as the manager knew from experience. "I'm going to walk around for a bit...Be back in an hour or two." He informed the man as he was about to pass the singer.
"You sure you want to risk being mauled by fans that can recognize you?" The manager gave him a look that stated he knew exactly how much Keiji disliked fans crowding him.
"I'll be fine." He assured the man; the only man who knew the reason for his dislike of big crowds near him. The manager sighed in defeat, before giving him the warning about not losing it in public, to which he scoffed and asked rhetorically, "Who do you think you're talking to? I can keep my sanity for hours if needed.. He left the sentence hanging, as though it were missing something.
Keiji reached into his bag and took out a few things to 'disguise' himself. colored contacts so his eyes looked dark brown and a blonde wig to cover his stand-out silvery, blue/teal hair. He then removed his jacket and put on a hoodie in a dark red with blue roses outlined in silver on the front, and silvery angel wings on the back. He looked completely different from before. No fan could recognize him unless they squinted.
Waving a farewell to the manager, Keiji took off for the near-by shopping center. He didn't feel like holing up in the hotel for the greater duration of their stay there. He liked shopping centers, when he didn't get mauled by exuberant fans...then it became a hellish battle of his will. His presence caused a number of people to get out of his way, and he could feel people's eyes on him for whatever reason. Most were in awe of the air of nobility he naturally possessed since he'd grown up as nobility centuries ago.
+ 'Cause inside I realize, That I'm the one confused +
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 10:56 pm
~A dream that's like a far off memory...~After a bit of a walk, Ero finally came to the shopping center. He walked directly to the art shop, which was closer to the middle of the cluster of stores. If he had his way, Ero could easily spend all day in that one store. He could get lost in looking through all of the drawing books and supplies. He looked around for a while before eventually picking out a new sketchbook, a few watercolor paints, and a couple small packs of patterned origami paper. He quickly paid for his supplies and exited back to the sidewalk with the plastic shopping bag in hand. Now that his initial business was done, Ero decided to waste some time window shopping. He gave quick glances into store display windows as he passed them, only stopping for a brief moment if he saw something of interest. As he was walking and looking in windows, he felt himself gently bump into someone. He faced forward again, seeing that the person he had bumped into was a blonde-haired man with deep brown eyes. Looking to the stranger, Ero could not shake the feeling that he had met this man somewhere before, although that was in no way possible. “I’m sorry,” Ero spoke, his voice soft and sheepish as he made a slight bow. A small, nervous smile was on his lips. “I need to watch where I’m going.” he chuckled slightly before stepping aside and continuing on his way down the sidewalk. ~...A far off memory that's like a dream.~
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:53 pm
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again + I don't want to be the one, The battles always choose + Keiji felt something fairly light bump into him, and the voice that apologized would have stolen his breath had he any need to breathe. As it was he was nearly floored as he saw someone that he had all but lost hope of ever seeing again.
He saw a flash of almost recognition flash across the other's face, but it was gone so soon he thought he was mistaken. He turned to face the direction the other had gone and started after him at a slower pace than the other; He wished to call out Hiru's name, but not sure if the other would answer to it.
"Hiru." It was like a sigh, filled with ages of longing, and the wind picked it up and blew it in Ero's direction, though it would be difficult to hear clearly if you possessed human hearing.
Had he not learned patience in his thousand-year wandering, he would have rushed to reintroduce himself to the boy that looked so much like his Hiru.
There were only a few minor differences, like the hair style was more this century than Hiru's, and of course the clothing was very modern-day style. But he had gotten the faintest of traces of the boys scent, and it was the same as Hiru's.
He paused in the street, following the boy would only scare him, wouldn't it? With that thought, Keiji turned and walked into a store he'd noticed before, one that held art supplies. He browsed around for a while, before purchasing two sketch pads, a new set of sketching pencils, some paint colors that he'd run out of, and one of the binders to hold his papers in.
+ 'Cause inside I realize, That I'm the one confused +
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 10:14 pm
~A dream that's like a far off memory...~Although the bump was a light and inconsequential affair and definitely nothing to be bothered about, Ero couldn’t really stop thinking it. Something about the stranger caught the boy’s attention, and he wasn’t quite sure why. A gentle breeze blew from behind him. Ero paused for a second and glanced behind him, seeing that the stranger in the red hoodie had disappeared among the crowd of shoppers. Ero wasn’t surprised by this, but he could’ve sworn that he heard something, though he wasn’t quite sure what it was that he heard. He shook the thoughts of the stranger out of his head and walked on in his initial direction. Ero passed some time by looking into random windows before he stopped at a restaurant. After ordering and paying for his food, he took a seat at one of the outside tables. As he ate, Ero pulled a small book from his bag and began reading. ~...A far off memory that's like a dream.~
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 2:54 pm
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again + I don't want to be the one, The battles always choose + Keiji exited the shop with his purchases, and the smell of Hiru lingering in his mind. 'Hiru had been there..' He noticed it was getting late, and he was already getting hungry again.
Looking around, Keiji took off in the direction that the hotel was, passing where Ero was sitting. His eyes instantly were drawn to Ero's back, he stopped and turned so that he would e able to give the apology that he hadn't been able to before.
"Excuse me.. but I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I hadn't been paying attention to who or what was in front of me." He addressed the boy when he had gotten close enough to be considered polite.
He spoke with an almost archaic dialect, but it was pleasant to hear when Keiji spoke that way. His English was more modern than his Japanese, but it just seemed proper for him, along with his noble bearing picked up through the ages.
+ 'Cause inside I realize, That I'm the one confused +
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
((i took so long to post this.. sorry))
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 9:47 pm
~A dream that's like a far off memory...~Ero looked up from his book when he felt someone close by, only to see the man that he had bumped into before. He listened to the other as he apologized and, instantly, hearing him speak made Ero want to melt. He had such a handsome voice. Ero felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before, and that it was very familiar to him, but he didn't know where he could have heard it. "You don't have to apologize." he said, " It was my fault for not looking where I was going." As he gazed upon the other man, Ero could not help but feel as if he had met this man somewhere before. He smiled at the blonde, his smile both friendly and shy. "It's odd. Although we've just met, I can't help but feel as if I should know who you are."~...A far off memory that's like a dream.~ ((It's okay.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:24 pm
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