Akio looked out over the school from his seat on the edge of the school cafeteria. He rather enjoyed watching the hues of the sky change from blues to reds and yellows. Quite relaxing and peacefull. He closed his eyes and layed back next to the violin case that rested beside him, contemplating what to play. Akio loosed a small sigh and dismissed the idea of a sad song. If he was going to play something it should be something that he would want his sisters to enjoy, even though they never hear it... Akio rubbed his left temple in thought, just about to decide on a song when he heard the sound of the piano floating across the school. The same tune he had heard when he had arrived in this bizzare place a week ago. "Must be someone else joining this strange world..." Akio sat up, swaying side to side as the sounds washed over him, flowing his thoughts. Slowly he opened his violins case and took out the instrument. It was a bright red mahogany with a crystal finish, and the bow was a darker oak. A quick brush a rosin to his bow and he was ready. Slowly Akio stood just as the pianos melody began to fade. Slowly he began to play his own song, one he had written himself. As he played, he thought of his sisters he had left behind, his dreams that would never come true, and the friends he never had. Perhaps he could find that here. Maybe not the way he had wanted, but in other ways...
Akio is a quiet fellow who tends to stick to himself and his music. When he does talk, his voice suprises others by being deeper then his appearance let's on. (Mid bass) Akio keeps to himself mainly because he's never been good at making friends, since he doesn't know how to speak to those he doesn't know. Even so he is quick to act in defense of others even at the cost of his own safety. Due to his past he hates violence, but will not hesitate to use it if necessary to protect others. Akio is particularly fond of pokey, and can easily be bribed with a box or two to do others work sometimes.
Akio Shiazaka had a short life, though not as short as others in the strange school in the afterlife. He grew up in an what could be considered an average home, with the exception of an abusive father that is. Akiro grew up with two younger sisters, and was extremley protective of them. His father, constantly drunk, left Akio to care for his sisters. Almost nightly Akira father would attempt to head one of them in a drunken rage. More often than not any beatings that would have been given to them Akio would take upon himself by angering his father. Akios escape from all of this was school. Youd never know his situation at home with his grades, being a straight A student. But his favorite escape was music. Whenever he could he had practiced in a violin in his free time at school, and his teachers had taken notice. After all, his normal demeanor of goofy and class clown never led anyone to think he was good at much besides his classwork. Most of the other children made fun of him often and excluded him from their groups because of it. In Akios early highschool years he had also picked up martial art classes while in gym, mainly to have an excuse for the brusies that he would aquire nightly from his father. But he also wanted to fight back. To protect his sisters beter than he could now. Finaly one night his father came home drunker than usual, and had dragged one of his siters through the house by her hair for some minor issue.
That's when everything changed.
Akiro caught his father to protect his sister and keep her from harm. And while his practice in gym helped, it wasn't enough. His father's sheer size and power ovewhelmed him, and using a bottle he had managed to not only give him a cuncussion and knock Akiro out, but ended up cutting his arms and hands pretty bad. When he awoke, he was at a hospital. He was plauged by investigators asking about some intruder that had broken in and attacked him. Realizing his father must have told some wild story to escape trouble, Akio told them he couldn't remember anything, and asked what had happened to his arms when he realized both they and his hands we're bandaged. His arms and hands had been sliced pretty deep, cutting a lot of tendons.
He was told that hed likely never hav major use of his hands again other than simple tasks.
Eventually Akio was released to go home and he was in a perpetual state of depression. He could never again so the one thing he loved most: play his violin. Hardly a week after his return home his father once again return home in a drunken stupor, yelling and screaming him and his sisters. Akio snapped and attacked his father with a nearby lamp, but with his wounds he did nothing at all. His father grabbed the lamp and hit Akio in the temple, knocking him over. Again Akio blacked out, the criedls of his sisters filling his thoughts. However, this time he didn't wake up in the hospital. In fact, her never see his sisters again. He had awoken in a strange school and been informed he was dead.
Other: Currently others other than the class president only know he isn't a NPC because he frequently finishes his classwork early and can be heard on the roof playing gentle melodies on his signature violin he carries with him everywhere.
Currently out and about with family, and phone will die soon so I'll get back to you :0 if you've an idea for character sheet setup send me a pm and I'll get working on them :D
