Heiwajima Shizuo

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Heiwajima Shizuo.



Height: 6'2" (185cm)
Weight: 154 lbs (70kg)
Blood type: O
Birthday: January 28th
Hobby: Basking in the sun
Things he likes: Running brooks, watching martial artists fight
Things he dislikes: Orihara Izaya, violence, gambling
Foods he likes: Milk, all dairy products, desserts/sweet things in general
Foods he dislikes: Anything that's bitter, beer (his preferences are like a kid's as far as taste's concerned)
Favorite quote: "Peace"


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"Name's Shizuo. I used to work as a Bartender as a promise
made to me by my brother, Kasuka.. But that was all ruined
by some stupid Flea a while back. Now I work as a Debt
Collectors' Bodyguard, and go around eliminating active
gang members here in my city of 'Bukuro. Pesky idiots."

"If there's one thing I hate more than anything,
It's that God-damned Flea.. Orihara Izaya. Just saying
that name pisses me off. I hate the guy. ..There's nothing
more I'd like, then to beat the s**t out of him personally. Wrap
my hands around his scrawny throat and choke him to death."

"The b*****d has put me through so much s**t since the day
I met him. I knew there was something I hated about him from
the moment I saw him. Forces me to use the strength that I
absolutely hate just so I can throw him out of 'Bukuro. All he
ever does is cause me trouble, and really needs to get the ********
out of my city. When I catch him... He's never going to be able
to walk or talk ever again. I'll make sure of that myself."


"Gonna kill him.. kill him.. kill him.. kill him.. kill him......"

"Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him..
Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him..
Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him..
Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.. Kill him.."

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((Please note that this is just RP!!))

Durarara!! - Izaya&Shizuo, Shinra, Celty, Mikado.

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DIGITAL OVERLOAD Report | 02/14/2011 10:23 am
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Awww XD >w< !!! yayayaayayayay~ I'm glad I made you unupset Lawwllleed
DIGITAL OVERLOAD Report | 02/14/2011 6:38 am
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<3 I woke up and saw this and it made my day, Thank you so much. Happy valentines day.
Epicly Deranged Report | 02/13/2011 11:21 pm
Epicly Deranged
Flashing lights is what caught his attention first when Izaya had stepped out of the building to find four cop cars lined up, ready to arrest someone. A few of the cops tried to hold the so-called murderer against the vehicle as they began to pat the figure down for any weapons the person may be carrying. When one of them spot the Orihara, they motioned for him to come over there as he listened to the screams of resistance. If he didn't come to them, they would have tracked him down since they had his number. So he thought it was best to cooperate with them as he made his way over.


"What the hell are you talking about? I was on my way to a friend's house. Is that a crime now!?" The person grumbled angrily, obviously confused at what was going on. But the officer didn't pay attention and decided to question Izaya instead. He seemed to know more about this situation, and perhaps actually be able to speak the honest truth. But that wasn't going to happen. He didn't want to be put in jail before. So why would he want to now?

"Hello, officer. What may I do for you?" the younger male asked kindly, leaning forward to get a closer look at the person they had handcuffed. He was still very curious as to how that fit his plan perfectly. Had this person read his mind..? No, that would have been impossible. They never even spoke to each other. It had to be a mere coincidence.

"You must be Izaya.. Is this the man you told us about? He seems to fit the description perfectly." The cop's eyes narrowed at the black haired male. He had a feeling he saw him somewhere else before. After a few seconds of thought, he realized it was the informant he had spoken with before. The informant who messed up his life that almost lead him to getting fired from his job. That dangerous look on Izaya's face made him freeze with shock. He didn't want to do anything to make Izaya pissed off. But he had to keep calm, not wanting to let the other officers know they had any connection to each other. Oh yes. Izaya knew the police officer had caught on. And every now and then, he would glance at him daringly. Almost as if he were telling him that if he were sent to jail, the only thing the officer had left would be taken away. The man already lost his wife and kids. Everyone that he had held dear to his heart, all because he got mixed up in the mess that Izaya created.

Once they finished their search, the other cops spun the culprit around so they could get a good look at the person. Izaya rubbed his chin in thought, his eyes adjusting to the view in front of him with a quiet chuckle as she shouted, "I'm a girl, goddammit!" There was something about this girl that reminded him of a certain someone.

Okay. Well, that didn't exactly go according to plan. So he had to explain in a way that made her even more mad. Basically saying that her boobs were so small, he didn't notice that she was a girl. They weren't exactly that small, but he had to explain himself in a way that would not make him seem suspicious to the other police men who were all gathered around. And just when Izaya was about to go into further detail, he heard footsteps coming his way. When he turned around to find out who it was, he realized it was one of Shizuo's good friends. To find out he was there so soon.. This day was getting more and more interesting!

It was an act, quickly stepping away from Tom as if he was suspected of doing something wrong. If he was going to get himself involved.. Well, he'll have to deal with the consequences, and be a part of the solution.

"Hey.. You're that guy who was the 'lookout.' Are you turning yourself in?" Izaya questioned, alerting the cops to pull out their handcuffs. They didn't want to be irrational about the whole situation, so they waited for Tom's reply before they walked closer to him, making sure he wasn't about to run off in the opposite direction.

( Do you mind if I add it some place like Deviantart or Fanfiction.net? Just a though
DIGITAL OVERLOAD Report | 02/13/2011 5:51 pm
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DIGITAL OVERLOAD Report | 02/13/2011 9:10 am
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achicho45 Report | 02/12/2011 3:36 pm
achicho45
sittin here on computer house cleanin day urgh. xp
achicho45 Report | 02/12/2011 3:09 pm
achicho45
hey wats up? smile
Epicly Deranged Report | 02/11/2011 11:45 pm
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As the ambulance parked the car, a few men came out with a stretcher. One of them shouted to see if he was okay. But since he hadn't said anything, the man checked to see if he was still alive. Seeing that he was, they nervously picked up his body up and placed him onto the stretcher before they pushed it into the vehicle and drove away. Although they were afraid, they had to do their job. He couldn't attack them since he was weak anyway. Or could he?

By then, Izaya was already off the phone with the police. He noticed from across the room, brown eyes were glaring at him with irritation. Nope! That didn't bother him at all. He simply shrugged it off and casually walked over to his desk as he looked over to Namie who was typing on the computer.

"What is that look for? Haven't you heard? If you keep frowning, your face will get stuck that way. And I must say, it isn't a pretty sight."

Namie took that in offense, but tried to remain calm as she kept typing away at the keyboard. She knew that giving him a reaction would only make him amused. And with that, she looked back at the screen to avoid eye contact. "I heard the sirens.. You're up to something again. Aren't you..?"

Of course he was. He was always up to no good. As long as it didn't involve her or her brother, it didn't bother her as much. But she knew that with one simple mistake, she could find herself in a bad position, having to deal with his life-threatening ways.

Izaya shook his head and threw his arms up in the air for defense. "Those were not my intentions at first. But come to think of it, maybe I should pay him a visit in the hospital. They'll be having a hard time holding him down, anyway." He smirked. He couldn't help it. He wanted to watch the Heiwajima get pinned down while drugs were forced into his system to make him behave. He wanted to see Shizuo get so fed up, but not be able to fight back. Yet at the same time.. Now that Shizuo was in the hospital, Izaya had enough time to continue with his little game.

Just when Namie was about to question his actions, Izaya got another call from his cell phone. Looking at it, he knew it was the cops again. He had a bad feeling in his gut that perhaps he was caught. Why else would they call him back besides to question him? When he answered the phone, they had told him to meet them outside, for they had found their culprit. And such a surprise that was. Who knew that someone with the same exact description would be walking around at the time it was mentioned?

( Well then, we can get carried away together. Ahaha. What did you do, move me up front? <3 By the way.. Do you mind if I bring my own characters into this? )
achicho45 Report | 02/11/2011 5:00 pm
achicho45
awsome pro smile
Epicly Deranged Report | 02/11/2011 1:02 am
Epicly Deranged
As Izaya Orihara was making his escape, he glanced behind his shoulder at the body laying on the ground. He knew that if he were to keep on walking, it would be like killing him. And maybe.. Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea.

If he were to let Shizuo live, he would probably tell someone that Izaya had stabbed him and got away. But would Izaya really get in trouble? It's not like anyone would believe a monster. Not only that, but he was good at framing people. And if he were to allow Shizuo to die... Let's just say more fingers would be pointed at him. But would they have proof? Ikebukuro was a pretty big place. It could have been anyone. He was smart enough not to leave any evidence behind. And since the city was packed, he didn't bother to help Shizuo. Izaya figured someone would come around, eventually, to help him. More likely a person who didn't know he had that kind of strength. Which would be rare, seeing as though a lot of people knew who this monster was by all of the commotion that he was causing. But even so. With the thought of there being a possibility of no help, he decided to call the police. Questioning himself as to why he would do such a thing. He didn't do it because he cared for Shizuo. He did it because he didn't want any more cases held against him if he ever did get caught.

Izaya reached into his pocket and pulled out his flip phone. He dialed in a few digits and waited for someone to pick up on the other end as he watched the humans pass by the man on the ground. All they did was stop and stare, too afraid to do anything as they began to talk amongst themselves. But if it was them, they would want help. They wouldn't want to die on the streets all alone. These humans.. it was almost as if they were on Izaya's side. They didn't step in to ruin his plans; Not like Shizuo. Because of the humans, his plans came into action. And without them, what a boring world this would be.

"I love humans! I love them so much."

When he received an answer, his back leaned up against the building. Raising his knife up in the air to examine it as he snickered softly. "Hello? Yes, this is Izaya Orihara.. There seems to be a little bit of an accident. It's a few blocks from Russia Sushi. I think someone just got stabbed. It is causing quite a disturbance. You can't miss it."

Izaya put the knife back into his pocket and pulled himself away from the wall. Opening a nearby door as he made his way inside. "I'm not sure where the person went. All I know is that he ran south. He was wearing a white T-shirt. Black jeans, with a red cap. I noticed it when I walked by.."

( I can write less. But I'd rather just make you spend hours reading it all. c: Besides, it's better in detail. Isn't it? )
 

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