Post by Aria ! on Jan 25, 2010 19:33:22 GMT -5
Name: Kyo Kurosaki
Age: 23 years old.
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual.
Guild: -----
Shapeshift Form: Wolf
Appearance:
Age: 23 years old.
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual.
Guild: -----
Shapeshift Form: Wolf
Appearance:
"You can't show me myself..."Personality:In his human form, his face truly betrays his age. He looks to be around eighteen, when in fact he's twenty three. He has deep auburn blond colored hair, that falls sloppily in different places, since he never brushes it. Has has blue eyes, but they're far from the kind, loving deep blue eyes most people associate the color with. His eyes are hard, cold, and frozen. They're virtually a tundra, to almost everyone. Only some people have seen the 'spring' that comes to those eyes very vaguely. He's very lazy, and he'll usually just put on the outfit that he has closest to him when he wakes up, as long as it's clean. Most of his apparel consists of jeans, and tee-shirts. He's quite strong. His muscles are very well trained, but they do not bulge, they stay under the natural skin on him. He has broad shoulders, and a well defined back.
As a wolf, the only noticeable thing about him is his eyes. They are the only similarity between his wolf and human forms. They remain the same, cold blue. His fur is black and has gray and specks of white lazily mixed in with it. He does not keep his fur clean, nor does he groom it, so it's quite beaten and raged. He's got a set full of sharp teeth, ebony black claws, and dusty gray paw pads. He is somewhat large and stocky in this form."Cause I'm the only one that's seen the real me..."
"You can't tell me who I am...."History:Kyo doesn't get along with people. He's very solitary, he keeps to himself. He feels there isn't anyone he can trust, but he will talk to others, though his answers are short if he doesn't know you. He doesn't like to interfere with other people's business. He is quite capable of saving a girl from being mobbed, or help a person being mugged in an alleyway. He just chooses not to. He would get nothing in return, and he thinks he just isn't cut for the 'good guy' play.
Though he's like that, he does have a few friends he can loosen up around. If he actually trusts someone, then he's not as harsh around them. He still says rude things, insults, and punches his friends [jokingly of course. ^^"], but if they've gotten that close to him, then they know not to take it seriously, that he's only being social like he knows how to be.
He is violent. His past, and his present self were always violent, it's the only way he knows how to cope with stress, or anger. Though he won't do it intentionally, he may accidentally become the 'good guy' if he's in a bad mood, and walks past some guys making trouble. Then, he just wouldn't be able to resist the urge to punch something, and he'd go off on them.
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He's a drinker. He has been since he was young. Most of it is beer, and his long term friends are surprised he has such a good figure and not a beer gut, he drinks so much of it. He does occasionally go to a Bar now or then though, to get some good, rough Alcohol. He's not really addicted, and he doesn't really like the stuff. It's just a habit that he's had for so long, it's just natural for him now."Cause I know, I know, I know..."
"You can't say you know me..."Sample: Other:Since the time he was born, he was unloved. His parents didn't love him at all, they didn't want him. They hated each other as well, and fought constantly. Then, they divorced. Neither parent wanted the five year old boy they had somehow managed to raise, if it could have been called raising. He was sent from relative to relative, until he turned Sixteen, and he still, to this day, wonders how he managed not to commit suicide.
As soon as he was sixteen,he was out of there. Ran as fast as he could, with no possessions, got on a train, and never looked back. He didn't even know where the train was going, he just let the cold metal steamer take him where it was heading. It would be harder for them to find him, if he didn't even know where he was going. But then, no one was looking for him, were they? No, no one did. He didn't care in the least.
When the train stopped after four days, he got off. It was a small town. He wandered through it like a hungry ghost. He didn't know what to do, so he went into an alley, sat down, and just... sat there. He could've shifted, taken food, and made a living like that, but he didn't want to. Somewhere in his subconscious,he though he wanted to die. So, without thoughts, regrets, feelings, he sat in the alley.
Then, someone tapped his shoulder. He looked up, and found that it was a guy, with the stupidest smile on his face he'd ever seen. He was only a few years older than Kyo. He kindly, and gently talked to him, even though Kyo refused to say anything to him.He carried on the conversation by himself, sitting beside him in the alley, at who knows what time of night. Then, he left. He was only gone for a few minutes. He came back with two burgers. Tossed one of them in Kyo's lap, then sat down and ate his beside him. Kyo just looked at it, then lookced at him, pretty confused.
"Just eat it." the man told him. And Kyo did.
"Stupid, don't cry over food. What kind of man are you, anyway?" The guy laughed. Kyo had never been shown any kindness, and he'd never cried before, either.
"I'm Seijiro Hiko. What's you name?" The man told him when he'd finished eating the burger.
"Kurosaki Kyo..." Kyo murmurer.
"Alright! Well Kyo-kun, let's go!" Seijiro said, rising.
"Go where...?" Kyo asked, confused.
"Home!" Seijiro said, and made that big, stupid grin again. Kyo's emotions went off the deep end again, and he cried. "Stupid..." he mumbled under his tears.
Kyo began living with Seijiro, who was now his 'guardian'. Kyo felt like he was more of a brother, and best friend he could have never had at home. And he owed his life to him. Seijiro told Kyo to go to school, so he went. But his attitude was very bad, he couldn't stand to be criticized or looked down upon. Even the slightest of teacher's scoldings would make him incredibly angry. He got in trouble constantly for fights at school. Seijiro was very disappointed in Kyo, and it made him feel bad. Kyo stopped fighting back. He, without feelings or thoughts, let the kids beat him up. He wouldn't go down to their level, not again.
He was already in deep trouble, though. And if only he would have fought back that time, his life wouldn't have spiraled downward again.
He was walking around one night, and it was very late at night. He took a wrong turn, ending at a dead end alleyway, and he knew he was in deep sh-censor- before he even turned around. He was cornered, and not just by some high school punks looking for a scapegoat. It was one of the baddest gangs in the tiny town, and they wanted revenge for one of their members. So, they started the usual onslaught of punches, kicks, and hits. But one of them went to far. He took out a knife, and went to stab Kyo.
But it wasn't Kyo that got stabbed.
It was Seijiro. He'd gone out looking for him when he had come back, and came to the alleyway just as the man pulled out the knife. In a hurried attempt, he'd pushed past all the other people, and jumped between Kyo and the knife. He was stabbed right in the stomach. The gangsters ran off after that. They were muggers, not killers. They didn't want that kind of rap. Kyo called the ambulance as fast as he could. Then went back to Seijiro's side.
"Kyo... you idiot! I was worried. Don't forget to take care of yourself, stupid. Be a man. And stop crying." Seijiro said, but, those were the last things he ever said to Kyo. He died before the ambulance ever arrived.
Kyo, having lost his most important person, wandered around, just like he had when he had first come to the town. He didn't know what to do anymore. He wandered around for days, before finally, he got his in the face. Literally. He got punched. With a pretty good right hook, too. He was shocked, and when he looked, he had no idea who the person was that had hit him.
"You idiot! What kind of guy wanders around like this, with a depressed face and a growling stomach? Are you trying to starve or something? Sejiro would hate to see you like this, stupid Kyo!" The man scolded Kyo harshly. He was one of Seijiro's close friends, but Kyo had never met him.
"Don't call me Kyo. The name is Kurosaki." He said harshly, getting to his feet.
"Only Seijiro can call me by my first name." He told the man.
"Well, then I'm Mabara. Now get in here and eat something." Mabara told him, leading him into a bar. What the hell? A bar?! Kyo was only sixteen years old.
Mabara took care of him from then on, until Kyo moved out when he was eighteen. It was from Mabara that Kyo had gotten his beer afixiation. "See ya later, old man. I guess you can call me Kyo." Kyo said, sticking his tongue, and putting Seijiro's big grin on. Then he went to a solitary lifestyle. Mabara had friends that also took care of Kyo, but he was only Kurosaki to them, he didn't trust them as much as he did Mabara or the late Seijiro. They were his friends though, and he would never admit it, but he was happy for them.
He currently lives in a four room apartment in Shelpey Alley, maintaining his solitary lifestyle, working at as a bartender, pour glasses, cleaning plates, and breaking up drunk fights. One of the rooms is his bed room [with a private bathroom], one his Living Room, on his Kitchen, and one that is completely empty that he goes into and sits for hours, smoking a cigarette, drinking a beer, and reminiscing on times long since past.
"Because I've never told anyone the whole story."I
Deadly huge history. You have been warned ahead of time! <3 Or... after time, whatever. :} ~<3