Post by aki kazuki aoi on Feb 10, 2010 14:18:37 GMT -5
a o i , a k i
CITIZEN , 29 , UNEMPLOYED
YUU SHIROTA
SO WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME AND YOUR NICKNAMES?
"My full name is Aki Kazuki Aoi. I go either by Aki or Aoi, never by anything that pertains to my last name."
WHEN IS YOUR BIRTHDAY?
"I was born on December Fifth."
DO YOU HAVE ANY LIKES AND HATES?
"I like finding one night stands, fuck buddies, drinking, drugs, and my younger brother(not in that way). I hate my mother, my father, my younger brothers dog, people who judge my life style, and females."
DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS YOU CAN DIVULGE?
"I'm gay. I'm actually a run away from Japan, since I left when I was seventeen. I used to be in a gang in Japan until I came to America. When it comes to a fight, I don't know when to stop. Lastly, I'm considered an alcoholic and a druggie, though I won't admit it."
WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?
"I don't have a job because I have enough money I stole from my parents before leaving their home."
WHAT'S YOUR MARITAL STATUS?
"Single."
TELL US A BIT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY.
"My mother and father were from rich families, and were in an arranged marriage. They never loved one another, and they never will. It's simple, and we've all come to accept it. Because they didn't get too far in life, they ended up putting all of their hopes on me, hence my name Kazuki, which means hope. However, I let them down, and so they had my little brother, who actually went along with it all. However, when I left Japan, I kept in contact with my brother, and so he came here to be with me, because he too, was tired of them forcing their hopes on him."
WHERE DO YOU COME FROM?
"Kyoto, Japan"
OK NOW IF YOU ARE IMPORTANT PLEASE TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF AND YOUR HISTORY?
"(I'm going to fill it out anyways.)
Calm – Aki is a calm man. He doesn't express extreme emotions. There's an occasional smirk or smile to show what he's feeling, so don't worry, he's not an emotionless bastard.
Clueless – If you like him, or hate him, and you don't want to tell him right out, you're screwed. He's completely clueless when it comes to other peoples feelings, which was probably why he left his home in Japan in the first place, and came to America. It's best to tell him straight out, or he'll never know.
Day Dreamer?– He doesn't really day dream, but he does go into this odd period of time where he simply stares into space, and whatever you say or do, he won't hear or see you, much less register what you did, even if you land a blow to his shoulder. Of course, it isn't as extreme to where if you hit him in his face. Then you've just probably pissed him off.
Good Humor – Unless there is bitterness in your voice, be it you make a snooty, racist comment, or say something that would make anyone else uncomfortable, Aki will probably laugh his ass off about it. Because of his cluelessness, even if you did mean it as an insult, he'd probably mistake it as something you meant to be humorous, which in turn, could piss someone off.
Charm – Both Aoi brothers have charm, though in different ways. While Taka's is more from his honesty and good of heart, Aki's is from his good looks and well rounded personality, looking at his good traits. He could charm the pants off of a male, female, high schooler or..... your mom?
Short Temper– While Aki might not catch onto a lot of things, the things he does catch onto might set him over the edge. He could be some calm, collected gentlemen one minute, and the next, he could be just as bad as a raging drunk, who, except for his lack of large muscles, looks like he's on a Roid Rage.
Impatient – Aki isn't patient when he wants something. He won't sit there waiting for his food like other people. He'll eventually yell at people for his food to get there quicker, just to shut his loud mouth up.
Not Stopping– Unlike other people, Aki doesn't know when to stop. Be it in a fight, on the brink of OD, close to alcohol poisoning, his body won't tell him to stop. Someone has to stop him, or he'll end up killing himself, or someone else.
'Slut'– Aki is simply out for pleasure. Be it with a man or a woman, he sleeps around, no matter who it is. He's not one to be in a single relationship, but he won't lie to you about it either. It's probably the first thing you'll hear. He's not one to take someone on a date, and he'll have plenty of one-night stands.
Day or Night – You got it. Aki is always tired. Or rather, he sleeps during the day, and comes out at night. Nothing's changed this since he left his home at eighteen, and nothing will ever change it.
Aki’s mother and father were both from strict Japanese homes, and their marriage was an arranged one, not to each others will. They did not, nor ever will, love one another. It was for the benefit of their families, and so that their children would be properly bred. Their parents expected the best children from the two, and also expected them to be ‘trained’ a certain way, be it that they were corrupted by their parents to think the way they did now, or that was how they learned at a young age that a child should be treated in this manor, the mental abuse certainly didn’t start with them.
Once they were a year into their marriage, Aki was born. He was going to be their star, and all of their hopes were on this small little baby. He was on a strict diet from the moment he was born, only allowed to eat at certain times, not when he cried for it. He soon learned that, even at such a young age, crying got him no where, and he might as well do it in public, where his parents would do anything to shut him up in order to protect their reputation.
At only three years of age, Aki was put through classes such as Piano, Violin, Dance, Voice and Acting. His schedule was as strict as ever, and he resented it, yet did as he was told. He wasn't allowed to be like normal toddlers his age, and was even put in to Junior Little Mr. Japan Pageants, because his mother thought he was 'adorable'. He was supposed to be an actor, a singer, and have a band. However, in only three more years, how was his parents supposed to know that it would go all down the drain?
In Elementary School, he started acting up. He would go over to friends houses after school, not telling his parents where he was going, so that they couldn't find him, and he didn't have to go to his After school lessons. He would neglect his homework so that he was getting only average grades in school, just to tick his parents off more, and because of this, his parents were looked down upon. However, this was just the beginning. Oh, how this was only the beginning.
In Middle School he kicked it up a notch. He wouldn't come home for days, making up stories to his friends and their parents saying that his parents were going to go out of town for business, and he needed to stay somewhere. Of course, he was still making average grades, more with trying than with trying not to. His lessons started filling his blocks with other students, and his parents lost a good chunk of their money because of this. It was in this stage of his life that his little brother Ayumu Takashi Aoi was born, becoming his replacement, and forcing him into the shadows.
In High School, he knew the rules to life. People were going to let you down, and nothing went as you planned it to. His brother was all that mattered now, and yes, he was growing green eyed about it. He was regarded now as 'Taka's Aniki' which meant older brother. He didn't have a name. He didn't matter. But the one thing that he held power of was he had friends, and for this, he felt sorry for his brother, who would never have friends, and would never have people who cared for him outside of the house.
At eighteen, Aki left home, with no plans of college. He went to Tokyo for a little bit, getting into drugs, illegal drinking, and of course, sex. He was someone that you wouldn't want to mess with, as he had gotten into a gang. He was rather feared for the most part. He managed to get out of the gang, and headed for America.
In America he went from California to Arizona. There he worked for a little bit as a filer at a law office, wiped clean of any gang records that he had previously had. After a few months there, he moved to Nebraska, where he partied here and there, then moved all the way to New York, where he got more into drugs and drinking, though by now he was legal. After a few more small scale moves, he moved to Los Vegas for the time being."
SO WHAT ABOUT THE PUPPETEER?
"Her name is Raven. She's seventeen and lives in the US, EST time zone. She's been roleplaying for seven years now, and has been around proboards for about six years."
NOW DOES YOUR PUPPETEER HAVE ALL THE SKILLS?
"The winter air was freezing, seeping through his hoody. Of course, he should have known better to wear such a thing when it was cold outside, but honestly, he had nothing else to wear. He had exhausted all of his clean clothes except for these, and he needed to go wash what he currently had dirty. However, he was going to go to a bar instead. Just for tonight wouldn’t hurt, right? It wasn’t like he was going to get drunk off his ass and walk home at two in the morning or anything, right?
Finally, the affects of the acid he had taken before coming here were kicking in, and he wobbled a little bit, almost falling off of the curb of the sidewalk. However, he caught himself and took a few deep breaths, trying to tell what was real, and what wasn’t. As far as he could tell, this was a big trip, and he needed to be careful, at least until he reached the bar.
He approached, his eyebrows furrowing when his hand missed the handle of the door. There goes his depth perception! Finally he managed to get it open, show them his I.D., and slip into the dim lighted bar, taking a seat at the counter and asking for the strongest drink they had. Forget avoiding getting drunk off of his ass. He was going to do whatever the hell he felt like doing, and that was the end of it.
While waiting for the bartender to get him a drink, he glanced around. The music was creating pulses, though he was sure that was the acid, and the people were dancing rather slowly to the tempo. Perhaps that was the acid too. He wasn’t quite sure anymore. For all he knew, it was some slow song, and the pulsing was his head telling him he had a headache.
Someone sat down next to him and he turned to glare, but ended up feeling light headed, so he put his forehead against the cool counter of the bar. He could hear the person next to him talking, though he wasn’t sure to whom they were trying to address. After they left in a huff, he could only imagine it had been him they were trying to get to pay attention to whatever they were prattling on about, and he had no idea what they were saying.
Everything sounded slurred and rounded, and he couldn’t make out anything except when the bartender was describing the drink, he was sure he heard vodka, so he chugged the damned thing down like it was water, and he hadn’t gotten anything to drink in days. The bartender gave him an odd look and shook his head, turning away. Shit. Was that supposed to be someone else’s drink? By the look of the other man sitting next to him, hell yes, it was supposed to be someone else’s drink. Shit.
He let out a groan, the pulsing music agitating his head even more than it already was. Soon enough, the room went black, and he started on a memory flashback to the whole reason he left Japan, and that stupid gang in Tokyo that he got shot for. The next thing he knew, he was being woke up, the bartender yelling about closing.
He glanced around the room. The bartender was right. The music had been turned off, and there was hardly anyone there anymore. The bar was closing, and he needed to get the fuck out. Shit. Standing up was a little hard. Did he drink more than he had thought before passing out? He looked at the counter where he had been sitting and nodded. Yeah. There was a whole pile of used drinks right in front of him that the bartender hadn’t yet gotten to.
Great. He was on a trip, and drunk off his ass. How great was this? He walked out the door and made his way to the apartment complex he was staying at, crashing on the couch, not even bothering to take his shoes off. Before he even thought about washing his dirty clothes, he was going to have to sleep this off.
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