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(Please try and enjoy this RPG. I{Seiki Nova} will not be in it but I wish that everyone who is has a good time and enjoys themselves while playing it.)

(Timeframe: Modern)

Name: Taen

Age: 21

Personality: a Hopeless romantic, he has horrible luck but a good heart (also, NO drug or alchohol tolerance whatsoever)

quirks: Though romantic, he's afraid of getting close to a girl

build: Short, relatively small, but muscular, and surprisingly powerful for
his size

Past: unknown

Clothing: a balck t-shirt, a pair of cargo pants, and a hoodie that reads "NINJ4" and has a build in face mask


I moved slightly, my arms and legs aching as the bones crack, moving once more after several hours of being dormant. I look around, my frown dropping slightly as I notice my surroundings were that of a dumpster. I pulled myself out, but slipped, falling to the ground, now staring at the sky.

despite the pounding in my head, I tried to recall how I had gotten there, holding my head as it continued to vex me. Flashes of a hole in the sidewalk, a fall, a pair of breasts, and the screaming of the word "PERV" screamed through my head at an incredible speed, my memory coming back as if it were a flood.

I sigh, looking towards the sky as it begins to drizzle, covering me in the cold water.

I recluctantly pulled myself to my feet, groaning slightly. I looked around, blinking slowly, attempting to figure out where they had thrown me. Unsuccessful, I began to stumble down the street, one hand on the wall of any nearby building I could find, and the other held my ribs.

The rain began to fall a little harder, soaking me completely, my shockingly white hair dripping sadly as the rain continues to berate it viciously. I look to my side, seeing my reflection in the window of a diner. A pair of piercing blue eyes, a curtain of beautiful white hair, and a face that wore confusion as if it were it's natural look.

I then turned and walked away, noticing the looks of disgusted diner patrons staring back at me. I continued to wander around, until I somehow made it back downtown, walking into a friends apartment. I collapsed onto the floor, soaking wet, and soon fell fast asleep as my friend shook her head and began to care for my unconcious body.


OOC: The last paragraph was total crap, but im recovering from writers block, so it's the best i can do right now

OOC: no prob, I can manage for now wink

Becka, after dressing him in warm pajamas, wrapped him in a blanket and set him on the couch, shaking her head as she stared at him, a calm face behind a tussle of white hair. She had always been his best friend, but never quite understood how he was misunderstood so horribly, never understood why everyone else didn't see the boy she saw when she looked at him.

She tussled her own, dirty blonde hair, as if it would allow her to better see through his eyes. After a moment more of contemplating, she slowly turned away and walked into the bedroom, laying down on the soft bed and staring at the ceiling, listening to him mumble in his sleep. Her eyes began to slowly fill with tears as he hears faint cries for his mom, and pleas to his father. However, these tears were subdued. That is, until she heard him calling out for her as well.

The tears slid down her cheeks like a newborn rain, a fountain that wished not to stop as she stood and walked into the living room of her small apartment, looking at the boy named Taen. His hands shook as they clutched his head as he slept, tossing as the memories burned through his mind. Her eyes narrow, blurred with tears as she sobs slightly, moving towards him.

She lied beside him on the roomy couch and wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. "Shhh....It's ok, Taen, I'm here now.... Shhh..." She whipsered in his ear, supressing sobs as tears continued to glide gently down her cheeks.

He eventually stopped thrashing and turned, soon sleeping calmly as his head rested gently on her chest. She continued to cry as she held him, looking down at his now serene, peaceful, and somehow happy face as he slept, his nightmares dissolved into the warmth of her arms.

Becka knew that he had grown up leading a horrible life until he met her, and she allowed him to live in her apartment, but she never knew exactly what had happened. He never talked about his problems, but rather, kept them inside, sealed tight in the chamber of a heart concealed in his chest. He always wore a calm smile, always put on a warm fisade, helping whoever he could, and he was romantic, oh so romantic, a passion flowed through this man like she had never seen, but in his eyes she saw an inner pain, a pain so intense that it tore her apart. She hated to look into his eyes, and to experience their pain, or the rare yet deadly piercing glare that they possessed, like black flames burning at your heart, a paralyzing fear that felt as if it would kill you.

She often wondered whether she was in love with him or not, but also wondered if he would have been able to handle it, to accept the heart of another, to accept the one thing that had never been given to him.

OOC: eek only slightly sadistic...
well, i cant think of anything to write right now, so ill get back to this later...

OOC: look it up

OOC: lazy butt

Becka pulled him closer, holding him tight in her arms as he slept, finally resting peacfully after yet another of his chronic nightmares. She looked around, as if to make sure no one was watching, and then slowly moved closer until at last her lips touched his. Her head snapped back instantly as they kiss, ripping her lips from his with surprising speed.

She stared at him, unsure of what to think. "What made me....?" She asked herself, confused as to what to think.

OOC: Short, i know, but all i can do until i get some more inspiration

Becka hears a scream in the distance and stood, looking out the window, but saw nothing. She then walked toward the front door, grabbing her jacket. She glanced at Taen one last time before leaving the apartment, walking down the hall and out the door into the now pouring rain, pulling the hood of her jacket over her head.

She walked by the diner, hoping she was right about the location of the scream. After a few moments, she turned and began to walk away, but stopped when she heard a rustling from behind a nearby dumpster, and turned to investigate.

She saw a girl, soaked to the bone, with blood streaming from her arm. Becka shook her head and took off her jacket, placing it over the girl. "If you want, I can give you a place to say for the night, and some warm clothes, and even a shower if you want it..." She says calmly, knowing that pity was the last thing the girl would want. But perhaps a new friend might be able to persuade her.