Post by AZZiE xxx on Mar 12, 2006 11:22:51 GMT -5
Yes! Finally a male character! XD
Name: Shay Ishimaru
Gender: Male
Age: 14
January
Animal: None
Description: A boy with black hair, golden-brown at the roots and lots of it. His hair isn't particularily long, but there is quite a lot of it which makes it look messy no matter how much he combs it, not that he does actually comb it lots. It suits the rest of him fine, though it falls short of the emo look the black hair was for. His skin is perfectly tanned to suit his hair. Shay has dark brown eyes, almost black when he's not in the sun, though that isn't much of a problem because he usually is. He's average height for a boy his age but very skinny, which makes him look taller. His mother was american and it is quite evident in his features. And name.
(Optional)Picture:
Personality: Shay is allergic to seriousness. He finds is absolutely necessary to make a joke out of everything showing the slight ounce of seriousness, which can get a little more than slightly annoying after a while. He gets terribly nervous even when two people he knows are mad at each other and could not sit through a single chruch service without bursting into laughter even if his life depended on it.
Which is probably the reason his american mother sent him to live with his father in Japan in the first place.
History: His father travels a lot and met his mother on a buisness trip to New York City. They fell in love and had Shay but grew apart because Shay's father had to keep moving around the world. So they divorced and Shay stayed with his mother until he started school where he always seemed to be getting into other peoples' buisness, trying to make things better. Eventually the fights he was getting himself into with other boys reached the ears of his mother and she took him out of school, but by this time money was hard for her to get and she couldn't teach Shay herself so she sent him off to live with her ex-husband in Japan.
Shay's father was incredibly busy but also incredibly rich. So even though he was out of the country most of the time, Shay found it easy to get by in his father's mansion with his maid. Easier than it was to get along with the no-nonsense father whom mention of is enough to make Shay squirm.
IC: He was the boy who was dressed rich with american brands embroided on each garmet he wore. The rich kid who looked like some american rock star with his half-dyed hair and converse shoes. And that was all anyone really saw, naturally. They just saw the out-of-place boy who stepped into the office the first Monday morning of school, looking sharp, not half-asleep like the zombie students trudging through the halls.
"Hey," He said, smiling at the secretary. She looked shocked to see him at first, then consulted a note stuck to her desk and smiled up at him.
"Oh, are you... Ishimaru-kun?"
He bobbed his head quickly, actually looking excited. But no one really saw him as the kid who looked excited about his first day of school; he was still the rich kid in a mass of people unable to comprehend any more than a single trait.
Other: Nothin'.
Password: Hmm... I don't know... Is it... onigiri? XD
Name: Shay Ishimaru
Gender: Male
Age: 14
January
Animal: None
Description: A boy with black hair, golden-brown at the roots and lots of it. His hair isn't particularily long, but there is quite a lot of it which makes it look messy no matter how much he combs it, not that he does actually comb it lots. It suits the rest of him fine, though it falls short of the emo look the black hair was for. His skin is perfectly tanned to suit his hair. Shay has dark brown eyes, almost black when he's not in the sun, though that isn't much of a problem because he usually is. He's average height for a boy his age but very skinny, which makes him look taller. His mother was american and it is quite evident in his features. And name.
(Optional)Picture:
Personality: Shay is allergic to seriousness. He finds is absolutely necessary to make a joke out of everything showing the slight ounce of seriousness, which can get a little more than slightly annoying after a while. He gets terribly nervous even when two people he knows are mad at each other and could not sit through a single chruch service without bursting into laughter even if his life depended on it.
Which is probably the reason his american mother sent him to live with his father in Japan in the first place.
History: His father travels a lot and met his mother on a buisness trip to New York City. They fell in love and had Shay but grew apart because Shay's father had to keep moving around the world. So they divorced and Shay stayed with his mother until he started school where he always seemed to be getting into other peoples' buisness, trying to make things better. Eventually the fights he was getting himself into with other boys reached the ears of his mother and she took him out of school, but by this time money was hard for her to get and she couldn't teach Shay herself so she sent him off to live with her ex-husband in Japan.
Shay's father was incredibly busy but also incredibly rich. So even though he was out of the country most of the time, Shay found it easy to get by in his father's mansion with his maid. Easier than it was to get along with the no-nonsense father whom mention of is enough to make Shay squirm.
IC: He was the boy who was dressed rich with american brands embroided on each garmet he wore. The rich kid who looked like some american rock star with his half-dyed hair and converse shoes. And that was all anyone really saw, naturally. They just saw the out-of-place boy who stepped into the office the first Monday morning of school, looking sharp, not half-asleep like the zombie students trudging through the halls.
"Hey," He said, smiling at the secretary. She looked shocked to see him at first, then consulted a note stuck to her desk and smiled up at him.
"Oh, are you... Ishimaru-kun?"
He bobbed his head quickly, actually looking excited. But no one really saw him as the kid who looked excited about his first day of school; he was still the rich kid in a mass of people unable to comprehend any more than a single trait.
Other: Nothin'.
Password: Hmm... I don't know... Is it... onigiri? XD
