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 Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:06 pm
Name: Yukio Peterson (his Japanese mum won the baby naming rights) Nicknames: DJ Buster Pronouns: he/him Age: 21 Birthday: 23 December 2000 School: Treva College, supposedly… (he stopped going to classes in freshman year after a bad breakup and has been lying to his parents, who live in San Francisco and are funding him and think he's still in school; his "help with homework" emails with his computer-scientist father have actually helped in this, and between that and the freelance gigs he has probably learned more than he would have had he actually continued with his education. As for his parents, he has orchestrated things so he has them completely fooled. For now.) Occupation: freelance computer programming wizard by day, DJ by night, spinning at parties and clubs across town Hobbies: Computer Programming for Fun and Profit -- Yukio is not a hardware specialist at all -- he prefers his b0xen pre-built -- but he can program like the wind. As a freelance computer software engineer, he has written software and firmware and apps and has coded website applets for some of the biggies (though he scrupulously avoids the company his dad works for, lest they inadvertently ruin his deception). He's a programming polyglot who writes the most obfuscated code you can imagine, sprinkled with easter eggs and tricks and traps. His clients would hate him for that, if he wasn't so good.
l33t h4xx0r -- This is where the "fun" part of his programming sideline comes in. Hacking is to him the ultimate trickster game: get in, commit mischief, get out, don't get caught. As with most of his pranking, Yukio is a subtle hacker -- he's not one to crack a website and leave "J00 H4S B33N H4XX0R3D BY L33T M4ST4" or ridiculous nonsense like that. And he can crack just about anything, including game platforms, social networking sites, security systems, and cell phones. Muahahah. One of his primary hacks is ghosting himself across the internet, finding any trace of himself (outside of the important identity stuff) and erasing it. His father is l33t too, and he doesn't want him to find out what he's really been up to.
DJ-ing -- As DJ Buster, he's dynamic, energetic, and fun to watch, doing a slinky-snaky dance behind his decks, bouncing and concocting what aural change-ups he's going to throw at the crowd next like a mad sound scientist. And from the reactions he gets, his audience appreciate his efforts. The stuff he spins incorporates twacked-out breaks and whiplash-inducing transitions designed to keep people on their toes, and he layers a lot of his own sound work into his mixes. He shares some of his work online, too, for others to sample and include in their own mixes -- he loves hearing what others do with his stuff, as much as he loves watching people express their joy dancing to it -- and streams performances on Youtube regularly. Buster spins mostly EDM, but he'll in truth spin whatever the situation calls for, from the 80s and 90s to present day stuff.
Collecting Sounds -- As a DJ and sampler, sound fascinates Yukio. He carries a small high-quality digital recorder everywhere, just in case he hears something interesting he might want to replicate, though sometimes he'll just use his phone. For more serious sound-collecting, sampling sounds for tweaking later, he has a larger rig bodged together from a digital recording deck, a marine battery, and a collection of microphones (including a homemade parabolic mic on a pole) crammed into an old rucksack. The police have determined he's harmless and don't bother him any longer… For tweaking sounds at home, he hooks his DJ laptop up to the deck from his sound-collecting rig and an old oscilloscope so he can see what the sound looks like as he's shaping it.
Pros: Count On Me Reliable -- Yukio is Captain Reliable. Look beyond the shades and the crazy hats and flat demeanor, and you'll see he's actually a fairly serious, sensible young man with a strong sense of personal responsibility. Trustworthy and punctual, he's a man of his word. If someone asks him to be someplace, he'll be there fifteen minutes before he needs to be, completely prepared and ready to go. If he's agreed to do something, he'll follow through with it and have the task completed ahead of schedule. If a thing needs doing and no-one else has stepped up to do it, he will. He's what's referred to in the business world as a "team player."
Mr Frosty Cool -- Yukio is also about as cool a customer as you'll come across. The furthest thing possible from a panic puppy, his apparent unflappability is more than a facade. Calm, stable and sensible, he won't freak out or fly off the handle under pressure. He's a rock, desperately sane and more than happy to provide a reality check or a voice of reason; he radiates stability and happily serves as anchor with his calm, rock-steady presence and rational, if impassive and/or cryptic, observations on the situation. He's so cool that one might feel obliged to check for a pulse every now and then.
Heart on His Sleeve Loyal -- It takes a rather a lot of persistence to get there, but once Yukio adds you to his very short list of close friends, it's for life. He's a true-blue loyal friend in return, quietly companionable and subtly demonstrative (his friends, at the very least, can expect little surprise packages containing custom mixes on thumb drives from him, with music he's selected based on what he thinks they'll like). At the heart of it, he's a trusting soul, and returns the trust he's given in spades.
I've Got a Bad Feeling About This Intuitive -- Yukio discovered fairly early on in life that he has an uncanny knack for reading people and situations. Observant and sharp as a tack, he always seemed to know when his mum wanted him home, for example, and he could always second-guess what his teachers expected of him beyond instructions given for an assignment. The tingly feeling he'd get in his gut was his cue to start really paying attention to what was going on, and he still pays attention to it most of the time. It's a good idea to listen to him when he says he's got a funny feeling about something...
Cons: Semi-Detached Impassive -- Yukio comes across as somewhat distant and impassive, and it's more than simply due to his deadpan expression and cool demeanor. He's not cold, not by any stretch -- he just doesn't allow himself to feel anything for others unless he's very close to them. He can detach himself emotionally from people and situations to the point where he simply does not feel anything. It's very much a defense mechanism, and a form of self-protection. Don't mistake his dissociation for pushing down his feelings, because it's much... cleaner than that; he's not so much suppressing his emotions as cutting them off entirely.
Heart on His Sleeve Hopelessly Devoted -- Yes, this is both a strength and a weakness, and the exception to the coolness and impassiveness above. If you can manage to worm your way past the poker face and burrow through the dissociation blast shield -- and this is not a task for the faint of heart, or the impatient -- you'll find at the core a desperately sweet man who's warm and compassionate, if extremely particular about whom he feels compassion for. He will take stupid risks to protect those he cares about, both friends and lovers. And oh dear, is Yukio a fool for love. He falls in love far too quickly and so very hard and with exactly the wrong people, despite what his instincts tell him; he brushes the feelings off by telling himself that no, it's really different this time...
My Own Worst Enemy Defeatist -- ...when, almost certainly, it isn't. And when things inevitably turn sour, he bashes himself unmercifully for not listening to his intuition, falls into a self-loathing funk, dissociates himself from his battered heart, and the cycle continues, like an emotional Möbius strip. His intuition lapses regarding romance are his biggest weakness, and he hates that he does it EVERY DAMN TIME because he clearly should know better. Yukio hates himself for other reasons too, such as personal failure or the lies he's perpetrating to his parents.
Snakebite Vengeful -- Once he's done beating on himself, though, Yukio turns his sights on whoever it was who done him or someone he cares about wrong. He can be very vindictive and spiteful when he or someone he's close to has been hurt, and his revenge is often in the form of a vicious prank. And if he can't hurt the one who hurt him, or if the one who hurt him is himself, he will target the nearest available person who has hurt anyone he cares about. His need for vengeance is toxic and will eat him alive if he doesn't get it out of his system one way or another.
General Appearance Yukio's face is a bit too masculine to truly be termed "heart-shaped," but that's the closest description of the shape, with a strong, angular jawline and chin. His nose is straight and of average width, if a touch long; his mouth is also of average width (and usually expressionless) with fairly full lips. He's got a fairly average complexion, neither dark nor pale. His eyes are golden-yellow and almond-shaped, with short thick black lashes and topped with thick dark eyebrows (again, expressionless save for the occasional single "huh" eyebrow arch); they're usually hidden behind round rainbow mirror finish shades.
Note the word "expressionless". Yukio has one of the best poker faces you'll find anywhere. It's exceedingly rare to see him even smile, which is a shame, because he has a warm, friendly smile that immediately softens his features and lets at least a bit of the inner Yukio show through.
His hair is blue, a very bright blue. Stick-straight and uneven in length, extending from his collarbone to the bottom of his shoulder blades in chunks, he usually knots it back in a spiky ponytail sticking straight out the back of his head and often held in place with a hair stick, with choppy spiky fringe that varies in length from just past the tip of his nose to his adam's apple, all of it artfully hanging in his face. Super-spiking hair spackle is Yukio's friend.
At 6'2", Yukio is whip-thin, but not scrawny; he's got the lean, ropy musculature of a distance runner, with shoulders of moderate width, narrow hips, and long skinny legs. His hands are in proportion with his body, equipped with long quick fingers (tipped with black nail lacquer; he paints his toenails black, too).
Yukio's preferred outfits consist of pullover sweaters and t-shirts, either single or layered, in a crazy-quilt of colors and patterns, with skinny jeans or leather pants and sneakers or tatami flipflops. And a hat of some kind. Yukio LOVES hats; he has like a million of them, and is almost never seen without something on his head, though he has his favorites, like his vintage leather aviator helmet complete with goggles.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:08 pm
HISTORY
Yukio is the only child of Daniel Peterson, a computer programming and network specialist, and his wife Konomi Hisoka, a maths teacher. Raised by geeks in Mayet, Yukio was a bright, placid, curious little boy, the apple of his parents' eyes. Much of his childhood was spent soaking up maths and computer knowledge like a little sponge.
As Yukio grew, his interests turned to sound when one of his father's co-workers gave him an old oscilloscope and showed him how to hook it up to his stereo and read the output. (He still uses this 'scope as part of his mixing and sound-shaping rig.) With tutoring from his mum Konomi, Yukio learned the maths needed to study sound and wave analysis, and with his natural knack for programming, by middle school he was writing programs to calculate frequency and wave forms. From there, he began to explore shaping sound from "scratch," experimenting with formulae to create raw sound; this ultimately led to converting an old computer into his first dedicated sound-shaping system, incorporating the oscilloscope and a second-hand pro digital recording deck (which he cannibalized later and still uses in his sound-hunting rig) and his custom-written software.
Yukio's fascination with sound naturally led to sound mixing, and by the time he was enrolled at Smithwick's, he was one of the A/V geeks, running the sound board at events both on and off campus. This exposed him to a new-to-him kind of music: electronica. With his understanding of how sound worked, Yukio thought he'd died and gone to heaven. He began frequenting the dance clubs and hanging out with the club kids -- and absorbing what the DJs were doing with their mixes. At home, he started collecting sounds and music and playing with samples and mixes on his own. It didn't take long for Yukio to decide he could do just as well as the guys spinning music in the clubs. He put on a hat and some shades and created "DJ Buster"; armed with a record bag full of CDs and a laptop, he got his first DJ gig by tricking his way into a club, taking the stage and spinning for a couple of hours before anyone caught on. His first set wasn't all that bad, either, and he only got better the more experience he got.
After graduating from Smithwick's, Yukio entered Treva College to pursue a degree in system analysis, with an eye for grad school and following his dad into the high-tech world. About a month after classes started, though, Daniel got transferred to his company's new campus -- in San Francisco's Silicon Valley. Yukio was thrilled, yet torn: despite how exciting moving to California sounded, something was telling him he should stay in Mayet. He expressed his misgivings to his parents, who told him they'd agree to whatever he wished to do. So when Daniel and Konomi set off for the Bay Area, it was without Yukio; they arranged to pay for an apartment for him, helped him settle in, and kissed him goodbye.
Not long after that, Yukio fell in love. She was a girl he met one night at a club who, it turned out, was also a student at Treva, though a year ahead of him. She was friendly and flirtatious and gorgeous, and when she kissed him, he was hopelessly smitten. Yukio bent over backwards for her; he got her into the clubs he was DJ-ing at, he helped her with school assignments, he gave her the sun and moon and stars and whatever she asked for. He believed that she loved him like he loved her, fool that he was, because she told him so. She dumped him a couple of months later after hooking up with a club promoter who could get her into after-parties.
Heartbroken and absolutely devastated, Yukio quickly spiraled down into a spectacular, if private, mope; he stopped going to classes, stopped going to clubs, stopped DJ-ing, stopped doing much of anything, really. He wallowed in a weeks-long pity party of one, living on tears and venom and clove cigarettes, heaping abuse upon himself for being such a sucker. It took him a long time to get over it, and by the time he was able to move on he had dropped out of Treva completely.
Then around his 19th birthday, Yukio got a phone call -- it was his parents, dropping him a cheery line from San Francisco to wish him happy birthday and Happy New Year while they were at it, and see how college was going. Caught off-guard, he reacted automatically, without thinking: he told them school was doing great, that he was enjoying college life, then he gently steered the conversation to how was life in California, how was work, send pictures, etc. They spent about half an hour catching up with each other before Yukio pleaded "homework" and ended the call. Immediately upon hanging up, he panicked -- he'd just lied to his mum and dad over the most stupid reason of all time for quitting college. He couldn't tell them the truth, though, not at this point, and there was no way he was going back to school. He finally came up with an elaborate scheme to keep them from finding out until he was ready to confess what was really going on, involving staged photos, emails taking his dad up on "help with homework," and of course more lies.
Yukio has gotten on with his life since that wake-up call of sorts. He went back to DJ-ing, which he had very nearly given up, and made it his profession. He didn't let his programming skills slide for lack of school, either. As a side source of income, he picks up the odd programming gig, and as a result has a reasonably comfortable existence. Though he's still lying to his parents and waiting for the other shoe to drop...
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:11 pm
RANDOM ACCESS MEMORY Yukio is half-Japanese and half-American; his dad Daniel Peterson met his mum Konomi Hisoka while he was on leave from the Air Force base in Okinawa and visiting Tokyo. (Konomi won the bet and got to name their son.) Born and raised in Mayet, English is Yukio's primary language, but he speaks fluent Japanese thanks to his mum.
Yukio is a walking fool. He walks everywhere, regardless of the season or the weather or the time of day. Walking is meditation for him; plugged into his phone and watching his fellow pedestrians from behind his shades, it's his most productive thinking time. It's also easier for him to change up his route on foot if the urge strikes, which it often does. He'll go where his feet guide him to dance and listen to other DJs, and is often out until well after sunrise, walking home upstream against the tides of Mayet residents heading to work or school.
As noted above, Yukio LOVES hats. He wears something on his head almost constantly, even in his own flat. As for the reason behind this... Well, have you ever put on a hat and suddenly felt different -- braver, cuter, more sophisticated, uninhibited? There you go. Putting on a hat changes his complete mindset; he feels like a different person, and it helps him prepare himself mentally for the task at hand. (Yes, he hides behind his hats and his hair and his shades, not out of shyness or ill intent, but for the same sort of reason professional poker players hide behind their hats and shades and banter: so you can't tell whether he's having you on or not.)
The thing people tend to find most disconcerting about Yukio is his deadpan, stone-faced expression. He could be yanking your chain so hard it hurts and thinking it's the funniest thing ever, yet his expression would be as flat as a very flat thing. He has the best poker face ever and the ability to hold it no matter what; it's very hard to get a visible reaction out of him, over anything. (If you do manage somehow to get a reaction, even if it's just a smile or a soft snort, pat yourself on the back and consider yourself a pro -- and remember what you did, because he'll remember and won't let you get away with it again.) Yukio's sense of humor is bone-dry and as deadpan as his expression, so deadpan it's hard to tell when he's pulling your leg.
You'd think someone like Yukio would be all about the practical jokes, wouldn't you? Well, you'd be wrong. While the planning and set-up for practical jokes can be incredibly clever and inventive, it's the motivation behind them that's the reason for his distaste: the only purpose of a practical joke is to humiliate the target of the joke. He strongly feels that tricks and pranks should be more of a wake-up call -- more so than just teaching the victim "don't trust that jackass." And despite the occasional painfulness of some of his tricks, they are never mean-spirited like that. Practical jokes, he feels, are a waste of time and creative energy; subtle is a much better approach. More fun, too.
Yukio can't stand the taste of alcohol and doesn't like how he feels when drunk. Other drunk people, on the other hand, are an endless source of entertainment, even if messing with them is like shooting fish in a barrel. Yukio is the best drinking buddy in the world (or worst, depending on which side of his fun and games you're on) -- he'll listen to you babble drunkenly (and take notes for later use), bolster your courage to stagger over and talk to that hot boy or girl over there (and advise you on exactly the wrong thing to say), and he won't laugh at you (much, at least on the outside) when you fall off your bar stool or throw up on your shoes.
It's a secret weakness, but Yukio is a complete sucker for fuzzy, fluffy, wide-eyed kitten-level cuteness. While he does have a soft spot for little furry critters, this applies mostly to cute people. Bat your adorably huge eyes at him, and his sweet gooey cherry cordial center will ooze out through the seemingly impenetrable outer shell and he will be all but useless. (And if you're female, he's doomed -- it's nearly impossible for him to resist a cute girl.) Cute people can literally wrap him around their little finger. random likes: electronica and EDM, clove cigarettes, winter (he can pile on layers and layers of clothes), boba tea (the tapioca pearls make AWESOME projectiles), tea in general, Japanese food (especially Yoshinoya Beef Bowl), the hum of electronic equipment random dislikes: sports, people with no sense of humor, pop music (especially old stuff, though he samples from it shamelessly), the subway, nattō (even though his mum loves it -- eww)
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2021 10:15 pm
Sailor Moon is property of Naoko Takeuchi
By Moonlight is the brainchild of Skye Starrfyre, Endejester, Grymoire and DaisyMilk!
Yukio Peterson is mine!
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