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 Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 10:00 pm
 ::• They Call Me •::
Mitsuko L. Toshi
::• My Name Means •::
:: Mitsuko, [although feminine, he prefers this name] meaning "Child of Light" ::
:: Toshi, meaning "Mirror Image" ::
::• Some of My Nicknames Are •::
:: Mitsu- "Light" ::
:: Kyouzou- "mirror image" ::
:: KyouKu- "Perish" , also a quicker version of "Kyouzou" ::
:: Kamen- "Mask" and/or "Disguise" ::
::• I Am A (gender// & //race ) •::
:: Male :: Kitsune ::
::• I Am Here As A •::
:: Citizen ::
::• I look like I'm (age ) •::
:: still lookin' 14 ::
:: In reality age has no boundaries, and tails stop at nine after a thousand years unless the user wants to turn into a dragon.. ::
::• I Act Like •::
:: A very feminine boy with a large indifference towards the world and it's feelings. He didn't particularly like or hate anything, but now just meanders around watching life pass him by. The long years that have already passed bringing him nothing besides lonely thoughts and a sense of nothingness. He still wishes to disappear, if it were possible, so that he wouldn't be able to mess up other people lives and tangle his life with theirs. ::
:: Although he is quite adept when reading the emotions of others, he is also quite clueless when others show a romantic interest in him. [mainly because he has no idea how to respond strong emotions with strong emotions and has horrible communication issues] ::
: He doesn't like others fairly easily, and portrays them as unique individuals and challenges himself to figure out how different people work. But when he does show an interest in a specific person he will oftentimes go to great lengths to understand them, get their attention, or sometimes just mess with them a bit, and will most of the time act out of turn instead of how he usually does, depending on the circumstances. He is a very easy-going guy, and works hard to be top of his class.
He has a tendency to talk to himself and animals if no one else if near. But despite his often meek, emotionless "whatever" appearance, and his "rough mellow" acts toward others, he is quite caring, and is a naturally kind person. ::
:: He loves acting and copying others as a way to understand them more, and playing as different individuals gives him a wider view of what that other experiences. ::
:: He has difficulty hiding his kitsune form when emotionally upset or distressed. When acting slyly or emotionally blackmailing others to get them to do his bidding his kitsune tail(s) and ears show up depending on the circumstances. ::
::• I Like •::
:: Strawberries ::
:: Reading ::
:: Tennis ::
:: Music ::
:: Acting ::
:: Anything Sweet ::
:: Fire ::
::• I Hate •::
:: Being looked after // Cared for ::
:: Spicy foods ::
:: Milk ::
:: Self-centered people ::
:: Swimming // deep water ::
:: Homophobia ::
:: Being told what to do ::
A bit about me.. Profile /Skills-Weapons /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preference-friends-and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 10:03 pm
 •::† Skills †::•
[ obviously painting isn't one of them.. ]
::• ShapeShifting •::
:: Shape Shifting comes naturally and is the one thing kitsune's do best. Although sometimes they can be easily scared into shifting back to their fox form.. but Mitsu has come to a point where it isn't easy to scare him.. or, get him to show that he's scared anyway.. ::
::• Fox-Fire •::
:: Mitsu can wield a special kind of fire, seeing as it turns a light blue//purple color when he uses it. Heeds little damage only because it burns with his fighting spirit. It is also a result of his own kitsune spirit, and sometimes it just appears, although this fire does not burn for a fight, thus it doesn't scorch or catch flame to anything. Simply a light. ::
::• Illusions •::
:: illusions.. you can take a class for it. ::
::• Magic •::
:: Mainly used for cleaning up after himself when he's to lazy to exert any kind of physical movement.. or when walking five feet is just to much work for just a piece of paper. ::
::• Quick Mind and Body •::
:: Speed is definitely one of a kitsune's first traits besides sleeping.. Although quick wit as use of emotional blackmail to one's conscious is Mitsuko's usual alternative seeing how sluggish his mind works sometimes and how much of a klutz he is. ::
::• Sight and Hearing •::
:: seeing and hearing anything happening in the world is pretty cool.. depending on where it is your looking at and listening to and whether or not you pass out five minutes later of exhaustion. ::
::• Strengths •::
:: Planning//Organizing ::
:: Singing ::
:: Throwing Daggers, Kuni, or Knives[never misses] ::
:: Acting ::
:: Creativity ::
:: Pulling Strings[emotion-wise] ::
:: Pulling Pranks ::
::• Weaknesses •::
:: Sleeping ::
:: Klutz ::
:: Meek Disposition [well, most of the time] ::
:: Loneliness ::
:: Reading // Studying ::
:: Haikimaru ::
::• Fears •::
:: Birds and Bats ::
:: Lightning ::
:: Swimming // Deep Water ::
:: Drowning ::
A bit about me.. Profile /Skills /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preference and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 10:05 pm
 ::• Background •:: ::• My Sorry •::
:: For Mitsuko.. life never really started or began. Mainly because it was so long ago his mind has gone cloudy. Being a young kitsune in a big human world was hard on him, he always felt like he was on the run, alone, until he finally decided to stand up for himself. Making himself more impassive and stubborn. He started playing tricks to get back at people who were mean to him, he pulled pranks on people who were rich, initially stealing most of their things and leaving them with next to nothing compared to what they had. Sometimes he would give the stuff he stole away to people in need. But when there was no one who was in need of it, he took it for himself and bought anything that looked expensive or otherwise "cute." He found that it was quite fun, and did it often. Whenever he had the chance. Soon he started to learn from other's mistakes, and avoided many conflict in the future.
He collected things in his spare time, in which he had lots of. He had clothes, money, trinkets. The only thing he lacked was friends. Although he was not at all materialistic, he couldn't care less. Humans started dying the moment they took their first breath. He kept that in mind and stayed away from people, scared that he would bond with something that would die in less than 100 years. After a while of being stuck in this routine of "life", he started to get bored. It was like one of those pokemon games where your never truly "beat the game" .. until you press the reset button. Not wanting to press restart, he thought of ways to change his life. He was getting bored of the newest things like Wii, Nintendo, and PS3's.. he wanted to learn and make something of his life. He wanted something to DO with his extra time instead of trying to rack up the kills on Halo((which was always extremely easy on his part )).
Setting out to school for the first time he took a few classes and was shot up a few grades. He had learned most of his history from experancing it, and as in turn was really good on the subject. He changed his form to that of his classmates, making it so he didn't stand out as an "older kid." He worked hard, kept his grades high, and was eventually accepted into middle school.. A bit confused at what he will do with his life after high school, he takes his time studying in the library with his nose always in a book. He tries to be prepared for anything they might throw his way. Being an honorary student wasn't easy, but somehow he made it to the top, and was finally accepted into Reed's School for Magical Creatures. Curious that there were others like him besides the ones he rarely met around Japan, he set off to his new school.
Recently, he has obtained a small dragon egg in which he has been carrying around for a while now. He is curious as to what will hatch from it, not knowing what to expect. It is warm and pure white like the falling snow. When you hold it up to a light you can see hints of yellow and red. ::
A bit about me.. Profile /Skills /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preference and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 10:07 pm
•::† Clothing • What I Wear.. †::•
:: Collecting clothes is a first for someone who can fit into anything, loves to cosplay, and has as much time as he does, especially sense he seems to have lost track of time completely! :: From Samurai, to spoiled little 1900 ivory school girl, to modern puck rock goth kid :: With a wide variety to choose from, who knows what he might keep locked in his closets! ::
::• Around the House •::
:: He favors to wear anything warm and fuzzy, and often carries around a stuffed animal for "company" despite the fact he doesn't get lonely. Mainly its for show ::
::• Casually •::
:: Not much care goes into what he wears, and he usually just puts on the first thing he sees, sometimes being a little on the girly side. ::
:: It usually depends on the mood and whether or not he did the laundry the night before.. ::
::• Normal Attire •::
:: When going out he often just makes sure to tidy his hair and conform that what he's wearing matches ::
:: He usually just throws on whatever is handy, no matter how crummy it looks ::
::• To School •::
:: Owning a wide variety of uniforms comes in handy for the times you just want to express yourself ::
:: Although normally he just wears a plain black uniform, rarely he puts on a bit of something to add to his "changing" moods. He doesn't put much thought into it though. ::
::• To A Friends House •::
:: These are rare occasions ::
:: It depends on which friend, if it is someone close, he will wear something a bit casual, if not, he will take more consideration to his attire ::
::• To A Normal Dance •::
::depending on the dance, he will wear anything from his normal attire, to a touch of cosplay, or even a costume ::
::• To Important Occasions, Dances, or Formal Parties •::
:: Usually an Aristocrat white tailed coat and tux, or an elegant gothic tux. Anything that says above "normal" ::
A bit about me.. Profile /Skills /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preference and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 3:11 am
 •::† Preferred Forms †::•
::• Fox •::
:: when all illusions go missing, this is what shows up. entirely white and silver fur with black-tips on the feet, tails, and ears ::
::• Human •::
:: easy. a human. they all look the same ::
::• Partial-Transformation •::
:: simple. half fox, half human ::
::• Furry •::
:: fox-anthro-thing. a mix between a human and his true form. present when you look at his reflection in a mirror or watch him shift through phases when transforming. ::
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A bit about me.. Profile /Skills /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preference and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 3:20 pm
::• School, Preferences, and Classes •::
::• Classes •::
:: 1. –?–?–?- ::
:: 2. –?–?–?- ::
:: 3. -?–?–?- ::
:: 4. –?–?–?– ::
:: 5. –?–?–?- ::
:: 6. –?–?–?- ::
:: 7. –?–?–?- ::
[**To be reassigned// made later**]
::• Preferences •::
:: Bisexual ::
:: Uke ::
::• Family •::
:: N/o ::
::• I Know You.. •::
:: Bellatrix Lockheart ::
:: Melinois Grey ::
::• I Have to Keep My Guard Around You.. •::
:: - - - ::
::• Mixed Feelings.. I'm So Confused •::
:: - - - ::
::• My Friends Are. •::
:: Chebe ::
::• My Enemies are •::
:: - - - ::
::• I Like You.. So I'm Shy •::
:: Malinois Grey ::
::• My Lover Is •::
:: Haikimaru Taninaka ::
A bit about me.. Profile /Skills /Background /Clothing /Preferred Forms /School Preferences and Classes /Diary-and-or-Journal /
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 2:45 am
|| Pet(s) || - 1  Name : Chebe
Gender : Female
Race : Baby Japanese Dragon
Age : ~3.4 years
Measurements :
1'4'' - On All Fours
2'5'' - Nose to Tail
Weight :
4.5 pounds [Very Light In Comparison to size]
Description :
Childish. Quirky. Sociable. Fun-loving. Adventurous. Stubborn.
Personality :
Always Playing and getting into things. Overly possessive of stuffed animals and jewelry, although it's brushed off as natural for a young dragon. Despite being a little mischievous or ill-mannered at times, she is actually very curious about the world around her and will occasionally "go on great journeys" on her own. But she will not wander off for more than a few days before returning to "the nest." She Is always wiling to please, and has a strong "parent-child" bond with Mitsuko.
Abilities : Shifting
Pictures :
[ Cat Form ]
[ Charm On Collar ]
[ Suspected Adult//Teenage Form ]
[ **Currently Lives with Mitsuko and Haikimaru in their new appartment ]
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:11 am
|| Past, Future, Present || The Last Entry- [English] October
Inner metamorphosis.
This is the other side, the eternal space hidden, the world without skin and flesh, the perfect natural nightmare.. Before and after, since then, does not exist, yesterday and today, dying in inanimate moments.. The air blow a breath fragile and cold, the light extinguished for a long time.. Forgotten things was converted in wooden creatures, solitary rocks recreated the inert souls.. Surviving in a desolated forest, with metalic and coldest tree, with his delicate and sharp leafs, cutting a beautiful silence, sometimes.. Only the immortal shadows, dance his fleeting movements, his silent silhouettes, talks his untold anxiety.. Here, There is not fear, there are not resentments, there is not blame, there are not hurts, there is not fate, there are not pains, there is not hope.. In a clearing of the forest, suspended like a dark sun, shining his gray solitude, there is a stone heart.. The stone heart remain in a intimacy and lucidity inert peace, does not do, does not feel does not believe, does not live.. Waiting his final existence, the latest event, of his solitary, dark and foolish life... Nobody knows when the event will happens but, everybody knows that will happen.. And.. this it comes finally, nobody resist, nobody escape, everybody waits calmly his liberation and self destruction.. The place is illuminated by a bright and intense flash, the fired wind, burns and melts everything that he touch.. Stone heart resist fascinated at latest moments, melting his inside, burning his outside, like a sun stone.. A violent and delirious explosion, break the stone heart by half, liberating all the dreams, all the illusions, all the memories, all the feelings wasted.. Everything was over, in the cold and inert place, only smoke, only echoes, only ashes, only the ruins remain scattered there.. However.. at end, nobody see, nobody know, that happened in the heart of the broken stone heart.. A beautiful red rose stay in a bleed crack, tenderly, fragile, imperceptibly, delicate, daring the petrify nature.. The red rose unknown, in her heavenly rapture, the existence of this place, this other side.. She have been living in a bliss place, by the warm and sonorous heartbeat of the stone heart.. In a short time, frozen by a cold wind in the deep silence of the eternal night, the red rose lost, her color, her petals, her sap, her fragrance.. At last, nobody saw, nobody knew, that happened in the heart of the broken stone heart, anymore.. Its all..
Before finishing his thought, the kitsune ripped out the last page and crumpled it into a ball, keeping it suspiciously mysterious, as if the last phrase was to be hidden. That way even if he did write an ending.. no one would know what it was. After forcing the piece of empty paper into his back pocket, the male paused, then quickly slid a picture[ X] between the last page and the end before shutting the small journal. He stood to tuck it back in it's hiding spot before dashing back to lay in his bed on the floor. Staring blankly at the ceiling, the small boy sighed, closing the dark green sapphires as he hid his face under a pillow. His mind filtering through everything that had happened that year.. wondering what was to come in the one's that awaited him. His mind moving to his[old?**] roommate and Malinois.. he wouldn't dare let his mind slip into those confusing thoughts again, so he beat it out of himself, shaking his head and sitting up. He walked over to the small bookcase in the closet, bending over to reach for a novel or manga to get his mind off a certain purple-haired kitsune. [ **Haiki could already left school(for Japan again) // changed rooms.. but it'd be interesting to have one final scene for these two ^=^ ]
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