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 Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:43 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:18 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:19 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:20 am
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July 3rd, 2007- Accepted into Ouran Academy. Transfered from Kobiyashi Private.
July 5th, 2007- Met Mitsuko Takara at a park.
July 6th, 2007- Met Satu Kimura on the first visit to Ouran.
July 6th, 2007- Met and ate lunch with Akira .
October 17th, 2007- Met Audric Laurent (more like, was found by) while playing music in the labyrinth.
October 17th, 2007- Met Chihaya at a coffee shop.
October 19th, 2007- Saw Miho Tamura at the CD store.
November 2nd, 2007- Got a forced haircut. ( Dammit, mom. :c )
Janurary 21, 2008- Cursed to a horrible fate: Helping others. ):
February 7th, 2008- Rushed to Mitsuko's side Met Mitsuko, Takumi, Minori, Roka, Kiyoshi, and Satu to honor Mitsuko's grandmother, who passed away a year before.
February 10th, 2008- REALIZED HE'D FALLEN FOR MITSUKO-CHAAAAN~ I SAID GET OUT.
February 13th, 2008- Met up with Roka Toshiro at school and told him about the crush(?).
February 14th, 2008- ATTEMPTED to tell Mitsuko he liked her. Failed.
March 11th, 2008- Brought Minori back to her house after she hurt her ankle.
March 29th, 2008- Met Seraph Tanaka, freaked out, fainted.
April 21st, 2008- Turned 16. (:
May 12th, 2008- Met and began working for Vanessa Roberts.
May 15th, 2008- Admitted to the hospital because of fainting spells. Tried to ditch, and ran into Miho.
OOC--
July 1st, 2007- I won the Ouran Adoption Contest and the opportunity to play Katsuo.
July 4th, 2007- Began setting up Katsuo's journal.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:21 am
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Name: Katsuo Arata
Nicknames: Tsu, Tsu-kun
Age: Sixteen
Class: 2B
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 21st
Western Zodiac: Taurus
Chinese Symbol: Metal Sheep
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 133 Pounds
Nationality: Japanese
Attributes--
◦ Grey eyes
◦ Dark, blue-grey hair. Cut about to his shoulders.
◦ Slightly thin for his age.
◦ Tan, as he enjoys listening to his music outside.
◦ Almost always wears his headphones, no matter where he is. When not listening to them, he usually puts them down on his neck. When wearing them, he puts them on so that the strap is behind his head instead of on top of it.
◦ Never wears orange if he can help it.
Extensive--
Sexuality: TOTALLY GAY FOR TAKUMI
GET OUT OF MY JOURNAL.
...atleastbi.
Personality: Katsuo comes off as somewhat of a slacker in school (listening to music in class, talking to his friends during supposed study halls, not working much during school hours) but maintains decent grades nonetheless. What people at school don't see is the time he spends studying while at home. He keeps a secret that he stubbornly refuses to admit –he seems to not pay attention because he's got his headphones on, but the truth is that during class, his music is almost always turned off.
Likes: Music, darker colors, the beach, being alone with his headphones in a hammock, dancing.
Dislikes: Blood, orange, bad music, really, really bright pastels (like, blindingly bright), Azuki paste, close contact with others (he's INCREDIBLY ticklish).
Fears: Hemophobia (Fear of Blood - Whether it's seeing or expelling it.)
Favorite Subjects: Mathematics, Sciences, Technologies. He enjoys working with computers and electronics -mostly electronical music equipment.
Quirks: Katsuo is ridiculously ticklish, making him reluctant to have contact with other people. He'll even go so far as to move back if someone pokes him. So long as it keeps them from making him laugh. 
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:22 am
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Once he turned eleven, though, his father decided that although listening and watching the recording process was good, seeing the signing and sales part of it would probably help him more when he became head of the company. To his father's disdain, Katsuo wasn't that interested in anything other than the actual music. His mother suggested just giving their son some time, waiting until he was ready before introducing the business aspect of music production.
So Katsuo stuck to sitting quietly in the recording room, listening to music almost everyday after school. By the time he was in middle school, he knew a few of the musicians that worked with his parents personally. New bands and groups came along occasionally, sometimes replacing the bands that he liked. Though it provided different types of music, he never was happy to see music he liked disappear. When he brought up the subject of stopping their endorsement of certain bands, Katsuo made his father attempt yet again to teach his son about the business.
Simply put, Katsuo, though he didn't particularly want to, got to sit in on meetings. Whenever he could, he listened to the recording, escaping from his fathers 'lessons.'
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:24 am
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Arata Suzuma - Mother
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:25 am
 ------¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯------No Such Thing - John Mayer You Get Me - Michelle Branch Teardrops on My Guitar - Taylor Swift Tell Her This - Del Amitri Let's See How Far We've Come- Matchbox 20 Wake Up Call - Maroon 5 Stand Up - Junko Minagawa and Yuki Kaida Rock Star - Nickelback
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:26 am
 ------¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯------Class A-- Takara Mitsuko - 1A - Mitsuko is... how can I say this... clumsy. She's a really, really nice person, but one of those people that you want to help beacuse you don't want to see her hurt. She's apparently her own worst enemy when it comes to endangering herself, though.◦I can't believe it. I don't believe it. I... didn't even realize...◦Poor Mitsuko. I wish I understood what she's going through.
Toshiro Roka- 1A - The son of my father's friend. We met when we were really little. How much could he have changed in just a few years?◦Jerk. Jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk.◦JERK.Class B-- Kimura Satu - 1B - Satu's really cool. He plays the violin and is heading the musical, I think. He's helpful, thankfully. I probably wouldn't have made it out of that green leafy deathtrap if he hadn't shown me the way out. Not without a bunch of scratches and dirt all over me.
Makoto Akira - 1B - [Description Pending]
Laurent Audric - 1B - [Description Pending]
Takanashi Chihaya - 1B - [Description Pending]
Tamura Miho - 1B - [Description Pending]
Class C--
Class D--
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:27 am
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◦ Jerk. Jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk jerk.
◦ JERK.Class B--
Class C--
Class D--
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:28 am
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First Year (Art by [RuiRui]): [x]
Second Year (Art by [RuiRui]): [x]
Commisioned/Gift Art--
First Year Headshot (Art by [RuiRui]): [x]
First Year Fullbody (Art by fl0wery): [x]
Second Year Headshot (Art by Feanaro): [x]
Second Year Pixel Doll (Base and Pixelling by mistoftime): [x]
Second Year Fullbody Cartoon (Art by basserist): [x]
Second Year Fullbody (Art by Archangel Pyrix): [x]
Second Year Chibi Fullbody (Art by Alyssa): [x]
Second Year Headshot (Art by -Aki-): [x]
Second Year Mini Pixel Doll (Base and Pixelling by mistoftime): [x]
Second Year Mini Pixel Doll (Base and Pixelling by mistoftime): [x]
Second Year Bust Shot (Art by Winnster): [x]
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:29 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:30 am
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"-ata! Arata!" He barely heard the teacher yell at him. "Go to the Nurse's Office! Now!" She said, pointing at the door. Apparently, he was the only person sweating in the completely air-conditioned room. He stood up silently and robotically trudged out of the room, sweat still rolling down his face.
When he finally reached the office –after many wrong turns- he was so distracted that he barely noticed the fact that the door seemed twice as big as it normally was. "Katsuo-san, is it?" The kind worker at the nurse's office asked him when he walked in. Since he was there, he might as well get some comfortable time out of the steaming classroom. "You have a slight temperature, Katsuo-san. Would you like to go home for the day?" The nurse offered with a smile. Arata looked around him. He'd never actually been in the nurse's office before, but it was nice. Three enormous windows showed a view of the courtyard, with curtains to block them out just in case someone needed to sleep or rest. Between the nurse's actual desk and the expensive cots were blinds similar to those they'd used during the annual physical. Finally realizing that he'd been spoken to, the boy replied. "No, I'm fine. Probably just a bit too much stress or something. Thank you, though." Shrugging, he got up and made for the door. "Rest when you get home, at least!" The nurse called to the student as he left the room. For some reason, the teen had been distracted –and the adult didn't think that it was because of the small fever.
At lunch, one of his friends, Hayate, decided to tease him about the classroom incident. "Let me guess, Katsuo. You weren't thinking about the music in your headphones, were you? You were thinking about love." He elongated the final word of his sentence so much that it was almost criminal. "You have no proof of that!" He retorted angrily, not being helped at all by the tauntings of his comrade. Hayate poked him in the cheek, prompting Arata to pull away quickly. "Why are your cheeks all red, then?" How Katsuo hated it when he guessed right. "Look, you should just give it up already. She's in 1A, and you'll never even have the guts to look her in the eyes, let alone ask her out. I don't even understand what you see in her. She's a total klutz." "Mitsuko is not a klutz! She just falls over more than an average person should." He sighed. Though he disagreed with Hayate's description of Mitsuko, he was right about the first part.
There was no way Katsuo would ever be able to scrounge up the courage to talk to her.
Hayate shook his head disappointedly. "I mean, you're always quiet whenever she shows up." He sighed. "You just said just yesterday that I'm always quiet!" Thinking that he had beaten Hayate this time, Arata got slightly cocky. "Yeah, but that's because she's always around." He shook his finger at his classmate, shooting down all hopes that he had of actually ending the argument there.
"I bet you couldn't even say three words to her without fainting." Hayate continued, relentless. At this point, Arata couldn't do anything other than stand up for himself. Which he did. "I bet you that I could!" He said, getting very frustrated at this point and no longer thinking straight. "You could, eh?" A grin formed across Hayate's face slowly. This isn't good... "Then let's see you do it. If you can do it by the end of the day, then I promise never to bug you about liking her again. But if you can't... I get to tell her and the whole school what you think." Coming to his defense, some of Katsuo's other friends protested.
"Calm down!" Hayate whispered to them, not letting Arata hear. "I'm not actually going to go through with it. I'm not demonic, guys!" Though they did not completely believe him, the boys found some solace in the fact that they could always stop Hayate if he tried anything. Turning their attention back to the crushed and partially defeated Arata, the male students smiled apologetically for allowing their friend to be forced through such a pointless ordeal.
"All right, it's settled, then." Hayate beamed. "You have to find Mitsuko and talk to her before she leaves school today."
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Now he had a headache. It was almost the final minutes of school, and he hadn't even been able to see Mitsuko at all, let alone speak with her. "This is hopeless..." He said to the empty halls, navigating through them as best he could. He had to at least find her, if for no reason other than to make himself feel better. What if she wasn't in school today? If she wasn't Hayate had probably known and just made the bet because he knew he'd win. With yet another sigh, he put on his music and continued to wander. Maybe she'd gone home. If so, he'd already lost.
When a crash drowned out his music, Arata sped up. If he was lucky, then...
Turning a corner, he saw someone. Was it who he thought it was? "T-Takara Mitsuko?" He questioned, only seeing bronze hair and a girl's uniform. It seemed like she'd dropped some books, but by the time he'd gotten there, she'd already picked them all up. She was fast. "Hmm?" The girl said, responding to her name and the boy's voice. "Uh... Hello." He said awkwardly. Her smile disarmed him –now that he had actually found her, what was he supposed to say? It wasn't like he could just up and ask her to go out with him. "I'm Arata Katsuo. Nice to meet you." He bowed to her, but upon coming back up, held his head. His headache was getting worse. "It's good to meet you, Katsuo-kun! But are you all right? You're a little pale." Before he could answer, however, Arata fell over.
Out of seemingly nowhere, Hayate and two of Arata's other friends came and caught him before he hit the ground. "We're Katsuo-kun's friends! We were just in the neighborhood and happened to see him. He's just been feeling ill, don't worry. We're on our way to the nurse's office right now. Bye, Takara-san!" Hayate covered for their sudden appearance and Arata's fall all in one breath.
"Should I come along? He looks pretty sick."
"No, don't worry about it! I'm sure that he'll be up on his feet and ready to go in no time." Hayate said, waving off her concerns as best he could.
"Okay, but please make sure to tell him when he wakes up that I was very glad to meet him!" Though not completely relaxed by Arata's friend's words, she was happy to see him in good hands. They could always meet again later, after all! After Mitsuko smiled and waved as they left, Hayate finally began to realize why Arata liked her so much.
Katsuo awoke in the nurse's office on one of the cots. "Could you please tell me that last part was a dream?" He bit his lip, silently praying that he had just imagined losing consciousness right in front of Mitsuko. "Hate to tell you, but no, it was real. You fainted right there in the hall, just like I said you would." Hayate grinned, but before he could brag, the other witnesses stepped in. "He said more than three words, though!" "Yeah! He said nine!" At this Hayate sighed and shrugged. "All right, so I lost." Sick but triumphant, Katsuo felt relieved.
"But wait. Were you three following me the entire time?" He looked at each of them individually. "You need your rest, Arata! And just look at the time! We'd best be off now!" Hayate and the other two sprinted out of the office, not wanting to find out if their friend was mad or happy about their watching his every move.
"Well, Katsuo-san?" The nurse moved the curtain out of the way, looking at the student in the cot. "Was it worth an even more severe fever?"
He grinned. "Yes. Yes she was."
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:31 am
 ------¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯------Links In-- [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=9629451][img]http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e252/TheFirey000/Katsuo/LinkBanner.gif[/img][/url] Links Out--
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 10:31 am
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The concept of the Ouran High School Shop belongs to Dragain
Banners were done by asian_in_angst (KK Graphics)
Katsuo's art was drawn and colored by [RuiRui]
Candybar Dolls made by A Spoonful of Agent on Madame Malkins Candymaker
Katsuo's Concept belongs to A Spoonful of Agent
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