She's pretty consistent. In any case, I already planned to have her personality change as time progresses.
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Name: Kazami Takeshi
Age of Death: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Kazami Takeshi has a notable pair of dull blue eyes for which he wears black contacts to cover up. His appearance in the photo is as casually dressed as he gets in his free time. When working or undertaking any physical task he is known to wear large gray sweats and a black button down.
Personality: Kazami-san is by no means a figure to be taken lightly even if he himself wants to be such.
Kazami-san often is, and so commonly believed to be condescending, abrasive, and purely objective. He sticks out on social occasions as a sore thumb because he often has a hard time just having fun, preferring to take an active and responsible role all the while complaining about it, mostly as a joke. He respects his privacy and the privacy of others and will not interfere with the personal affairs of his acquaintances unless the said affairs might influence his status quo in a negative manner.
He cracks jokes. Be they good, bad, or inappropriate.
He doesn't have any preferences to his engagement or participation of general tasks, such as eating lunch, studying, social gatherings, etc, although he doesn't like to deviate for his standard schedule. He can be accommodating with himself in order to avoid social friction and despite everything else he is perfectly knowledgeable in how to treat women properly (as to whether he acts on that knowledge is a completely different circumstance).
Inside his head, Kazami is mostly rational, his thoughts usually filled with questions that tend lead to purely philosophical concepts that often lead to quirky, incomprehensible, and out of place monologues or comments.
Biography: Kazami Takeshi, Captain of Internal Affairs and Special Operation.
Kazami Takeshi wasn't to be raised to be the military weapon that he eventually became.
In fact it was an unexpected outcome, if anything his parents had expected for him to simply die.
Kazami Takeshi was the third child of two average parents and was raised with high expectations at first. Kazami Kazuki, the elder was a genius of comprehensible talent and intelligence. Any task assigned to her was completed with not only the utmost skill and execution, but little effort as well. Everything was easy, nothing was a challenge, and her life was one that revolved purely around interests. Whatever she wanted to do, world-class quality was but a day away. Despite all the attention she received she refused to be caught up in herself. In fact she spent most of her time taking care of her rather slow and peculiar siblings, despite her parents' complaints.
There was Kazami Yuuji, the second eldest whom was socially introverted thanks to the lack of parental love and concern. In fact, the individual was crushed under the heavy weight of expectations before his broken husk was carelessly thrown aside by his parents (which was same thing that would eventually occur to Takeshi). How could a hard working individual compete keep up with a genius that was forty-fifty times the person he was? His story is one to tell on a different day, in a different world.
Then there was Takeshi. Kazami the elders untimely death had left the Kazami family to break up, more specifically Yuuji and the parents who never really wanted him. Yuuji eventually fell off the grid, but it wasn't like anyone was really looking for him anyways. Takeshi was born 10 years after the genius' death. He was raised with the same expectation that was expected from Yuuji, but there was one key trait that stopped him being crushed under the weight of their expectations that his missing brother did not exhibit.
Hate. Complete, irrational, ungodly hate. He dreaded them, their presence, and their look on life. So when they decided to throw him away like the trash they thought of him to be, he walked off without a word. He was a ten at the time and wandered the street with nothing more than a desire to stay alive to prove that he wasn't the trash that his parents thought he was. Sadly conviction and will alone was not enough to get him by. Life was cruel and he was too young and too inexperienced to bite back. Then by some strange miracle of reality, the boy was pulled off a street corner by a dark, weathered man and his wife.
"We can still save him." her voice had rang.
"And why should we?" his responded, as if the life before him was nothing but filth that lined the empty road.
At those words the dying boy's will with reignited with the hate that he felt for his parents. Climbing back from death and with what was left of his consciousness he swung at the large military mind without a seconds thought.
"See? He's just like you." she spoke affectionately, catching his small first in her chest. The next thing he felt was the warm softness of her bosom. "We can't just let him die! What do you think master would say?"
"H-hey come on now, he's dirty don't touch him like that! What if you get sick?! You know your condition!" the gruff voice shouted in aggravation and fear.
"Oh, you're right... I'm feeling rather light headed. Better take both of us home now~"
And like that, he was saved from being dead street trash and well on his way to becoming a private military assassin. The rest of the story is pretty self explanatory except for his death. The next nine years of life was devoted to the physical training and endless studying. He had proven himself to not be trash, at least to his own eyes. Takeshi still remembers his first kill and how beautiful it felt to end the life of those that were truly the filth of society. Through the years all the hate he had for the world slowly bled away, kill after kill. And when he was diagnosed with stage three brain cancer he felt at peace with himself.
He died without having to deal with too much pain thanks to physician assisted suicide. His funeral was a rather large one, consisting of a few distinct and decorated military figures and a majority of his company. There were a few close friends, but besides that it was a standard funeral. With a hundred seventy two successful missions under his belt and a kill count that well exceeded the hundreds, he died doing something that was he was truly good at.
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Akuma no Riddle and now Yahari? I see, I see....
And yay. Everyone's totally going to get along~
Has he been soloing everything and going about killing hordes of people by himself? At 19 years of age? What exactly does he specialize in? Beating things up with his fists? Firearms? Knifefights? Is he a 'true' assassin, or is he more of a superhero who just lolrekts everything with no pretension of stealth? Gimme a bit of a description in regards to how extreme his training was.
Outside that, he sounds pretty...questionable. Even Hikari Ketsueki wasn't THIS brutal.
Now that I think about it, he sounds sorta like that emo dude from Mahouka as well.
And yay. Everyone's totally going to get along~
Has he been soloing everything and going about killing hordes of people by himself? At 19 years of age? What exactly does he specialize in? Beating things up with his fists? Firearms? Knifefights? Is he a 'true' assassin, or is he more of a superhero who just lolrekts everything with no pretension of stealth? Gimme a bit of a description in regards to how extreme his training was.
Outside that, he sounds pretty...questionable. Even Hikari Ketsueki wasn't THIS brutal.
Now that I think about it, he sounds sorta like that emo dude from Mahouka as well.
ᛄ S O R E L L A ᛄ
"Hate everything you became."
ᛄ Died at the age of Eighteen ᛄ
ᛄ Female ᛄ
Aside from looking older than she is, Sorella is physically identifiable by her strawberry blonde hair and for being bespectacled. With a slim build alongside being blessed with distinguishable female features, even being slightly taller than the average girl her age, she is often catered with the affection of men above her age.
ᛄ Negative Traits ᛄ
• Compulsive Liar
• Attention Seeker
• Reckless
• Easily Flustered
When first approached, Sorella often comes across as a cheery high-spirited girl, and because of this it was very easy for her to make friends. She was very social, very open, people were envious of how easy it was for her to get along with people. However, the amount of her admirers and enemies will always remain about equal. You see, Sorella is a girl who enjoys the company of others, and those that hinder her from having this joy are the ones who witness her other-self. She is an actor, a liar, who will go through any means to protect the image others have of her, and will go through drastic means to achieve this. But in the end, she doesn't like this part of herself and can often be found upset with herself for doing these things afterward.
Born in a small rural town, Sorella would never be unfamiliar with the bonds of family. Growing up as the youngest child, she was spoiled, even by her older sister who was a few years older. She loved her small tight-knit life, at school her class was small so all of the kids knew each other and for the most part they all got along. But one day, she returned home to find that her sister was no longer home. Nor her father, nor her mother. She was still young at this time, but the strange mind of the girl's twisted just a bit on this day. They returned that night, they had all gone out to pick out birthday presents for Sorella, hitting double digits was a big deal after all. The young girl whined and cried, it was a normal reaction for a girl her age, but the seeds of what she is today were planted at this moment.
Three years later, the family decided to move to the nearby city as the work in their town was continuing to decrease. Here she would learn about things like crowded sidewalks, and even more so, larger classrooms. As she began her new school life in a completely different environment than what she was used to. Though it wasn't exactly hard for her to fit in or anything, Sorella was pretty girl, and people tended to just enjoy being around her. She felt overwhelmed at first, but as time went on, she grew to like it more and more thinking that her closest of friends were even comparable to family. Towards the end of her middle school days, she had grown to be quite popular and Sorella enjoyed this fame.
As her reputation carried over to highschool, even at the very start she quickly began amassing confessions from boys above and below her age, but this had a negative outcome for her. As girls are jealous creatures, friends soon turned to enemies, and with that she began to amass just as much hate and blackmail from some of the shadier girls at the school. And although she wasn't used to this sort of treatment, she didn't let it phase her at first, blowing it off as out of her control. Towards the end of her first year, a girl Sorella was very close to by the name of Mora, asked Sorella to meet her behind the school building the day after. When she arrived to the location she specified, a group of girls who had a grudge for her appeared from out of view and used water balloons to expose her underclothing. Taking pictures, they dispersed, leaving only Mora to laugh at Sorella leave her former friend at the scene.
This event triggered a hatred for people who dislike her.
Through her sophomore year, she struggled to maintain her former self. Her entire summer was spent devoting herself to change how she looked, in an attempt to ward off admiration so she could just focus on making friends. She didn't want to have to be betrayed by someone close to her again, so she tried her hardest to be normal, average looking, nothing special. Many of her former friends had stopped associating with her after her reputation plummeted due to the picture taken, rumors cycled around, but she was resolute about being able to regain her former self without her looks. Which worked for the most part, well, it wasn't even the fact that she changed, it was more so that aura Sorella gave off remained, people still liked being around her, she was still friendly and easy to get along with, and soon everything seemed to blow over.
Junior year began smoothly, though many of her enemies began to resurface. But they were dispelled for the most part when rumors began to spread that Sorella had a boyfriend, someone in college, much older than her, who treats her nicely. Completely fabricated of course, a means for Sorella to quell the men at her doorstep and drive the torches and pitchforks away from her. Mora however did not believe this act however, she constantly prodded Sorella in public to show her friends what her so-called boyfriend looked like. She eventually called in a favor from her sister, who was now a college student at the nearby university. The picture of the boy her sister sent stapled the legitimacy of her plight, shutting the nay-sayers and baffling the believers. "Being a liar is quite convenient. I should do it more often.". Soon Sorella's problems were nothing but fairy tales, if a problem arose, she creates a solution through whatever means necessary, she found herself spiraling down to lie more and more for the people around her's solidarity.
Though this would eventually end up catching up to her..
Before the beginning of her senior year, Mora appeared at her doorstep. Equipped with evidence that her boyfriend was fake, a picture of the exact same college boy kissing another girl. She was caught, cornered, back against the wall, there was no turning back now, so the scapegoat was replaced with another. "He must be cheating on me." That was it, she would perform a mock call right in front of Mora and break up with- no- she couldn't do that, Mora shot a sinister grin at Sorella as the ending result seemed to have the same ending. If she admitted she lied, things would go back to how they were before. If she continued the act, she would end up seeming available again and quickly grow resentment from people who are close to her.
In desperation she reached out to the girl, pulling her face close and planting a kiss on her former friend's lips. Which was surprisingly returned by the latter, Mora was apparently a frustrated girl who had long had feelings for her old best friend and hated her for it. Accepting the results of her actions, the rest of her summer was spent with Mora in a final hopes to clean her slate. But before her senior year could begin, while she was on a "date" with Mora one night, a stalker approached the two and attacked, killing them both before they could return home.
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Oh my god all that bold.
Sorella is a legit name? >_>
Sorella is a legit name? >_>
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Oh my god all that bold.Sorella is a legit name? >_>
Sorella is a legit name.
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This is a very bold thread.
ERode said
Akuma no Riddle and now Yahari? I see, I see....And yay. Everyone's totally going to get along~Has he been soloing everything and going about killing hordes of people by himself? At 19 years of age? What exactly does he specialize in? Beating things up with his fists? Firearms? Knifefights? Is he a 'true' assassin, or is he more of a superhero who just lolrekts everything with no pretension of stealth? Gimme a bit of a description in regards to how extreme his training was.Outside that, he sounds pretty...questionable. Even Hikari Ketsueki wasn't THIS brutal.Now that I think about it, he sounds sorta like that emo dude from Mahouka as well.
Depends. Is ERode-san looking for serious or is ERode-san looking for fun?
He could be fourhundred20youonlyliveonceblazingithardrambo:firstblood or Kazami-san could have an actual approach to things.
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I want silly stuff in Hell. Not super crazy shit on Earth...
Unless.................
PM me your skype. I might have a proposition for you. :3
Unless.................
PM me your skype. I might have a proposition for you. :3
*shuffles nervously*
Forgive me ERode-san, but I don't have a Skype!
I can make one of course, if it would mean making ERode-san's life easier.
Forgive me ERode-san, but I don't have a Skype!
I can make one of course, if it would mean making ERode-san's life easier.
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Bleh, I'll PM you instead then. Just be prepared for lots of page refreshing.
Are you sure?
ERode-san doesn't sound too content with that idea.
ERode-san doesn't sound too content with that idea.
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So then, Theo, Garden, Nerd, Harvest, got an ETA for your CSes?
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Working on it~
It should be done within the hour or so, Darling
It should be done within the hour or so, Darling
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ERode said
So then, Theo, Garden, Nerd, Harvest, got an ETA for your CSes?
I feel as if I'm being explicitly ignored. It bothers me that such a cute boy is troubling me so...
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Within the hour?
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Name:
Tessa Avery
Age of Death:
16
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
The blonde hair and blue eyes, almost everything about her appearance is fabricated another intricate detail in overwhelming obsession to fit in and be liked, originally her hair was your generic dark chocolate brown, but behind the blue contact lay piercing green eyes, she was told they were too unsettling so she hides them, besides that the rest of her body is naturally hers, the small build and height down to the long jagged scar across her ribs from a childhood accident.
Personality:
Tessa to say the least has no free will of her own, or shows no desire to exhibit and use it. She spends most of her days running around, doing anything for anyone, desperate to a sense to make friends and to gain affection, even if she knows that it isn't real she's happy living in her own delusional world, happy to think she has friends that care and need her.
She'll literally do anything for someone if they ask and show her enough attention, whether its stealing the answers to the next test, going out on dates and to dances where she's only used for her foster parents money, anything to block out the dark nagging thoughts that laugh and ridicule her along with everyone else.
The same thoughts that whisper for her that all her pain and suffering would end if she just got rid of one simple person, the same person who turned such a genuine cheerful and sweet girl into an almost emotionless shell, simply happy with answering everyone's beck and call, a fake over cheerful smile plastered on her face as she gets yelled at by teachers, as she spends countless hours making plenty of copies of last night's how assignment.
Just a simple girl lost in her own delusions, happy to believe that for once in her life someone actual approves of her and that her childish vying for attention is working out for her.
Biography:
At an early age Tessa was separated from her true family by a quick loud crash of a car, she was only three, the doctors said besides the gash on her side that she was fine not taking into account the effects pushing a three year old through the foster care system.
Moving from home to home she learned at an early age that if you wanted attention she had to earn it, at first it simply started out has attempting to help clean around or drawing her foster mother pictures, but as she grew older and started to look less and less like her 'family' that her desires and attempts grew more and more extreme going as far as dying her hair and getting contacts to make herself seem more a min to them, adopting the mannerisms and styles of whatever was popular, actively seeking out the ruling social clique, making sure her grades where always good but not enough to upset the social quo, running for a lowly position on the student council so she could push through off hand proposals that would only benefit the ruling students of the school, acting as a simple errand and more a less a slave.
Whoever someone would mention it or try and get Tessa to change her ways she reacted violently snarling and spitting out venomous words, that they were just jealous since they were pathetic and couldn't make it in the world just by being nice.
Years of schools went by nothing changing until she meet Erika, a new transfer to their town, one who couldn't understand Tessa's obsessive desire to fit in and why she was happy letting others use her, constantly questions and bothering Tessa about it, even when she was told to leave her alone by everyone who didn't want to use their simple minded slave, some would say that Erika was the only one who truly tried to make friend with Tessa, yet upon hearing her so called friends complain about Erika Tessa decided to get ride of the problem herself inviting her out to a high cliff by the sea for a picnic slipping arsenic into the drink, enough to be lethal, keeping up her happy charade as she grew more and more irate listening to the other girl tell her that she was just being used and that none of them actually cared for her constantly throwing the harsh reality of the situation against Tessa false made world until she snapped lunging at the other girl taking both of them over the cliffs edge and into the ocean.
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Welp, guess I'll start the OOC and IC after...two more CSes are finished.
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Sorry~
Would've had it up sooner but had to deal with a small child...
Would've had it up sooner but had to deal with a small child...
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Would've had it up sooner but had to deal with a small child...
Uuuuuuu...
Has the said small child been reduced to fertilizer?
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