DJ Elfin
Killed by the inernet
Eh, I have to go soon, so I'll try to fit something in before I go.Schyven said:
Numbers (retry)
- Thread starter DJ Elfin
- Start date
Mashiro Shiina
Secretive personalities~
Me too xD
I have to go in like...twenty minutes
I have to go in like...twenty minutes
Schyven
Just another roleplayer
Alright, that's fine ^^ The first few posts of roleplays, in my experience at least, usually involve little character interaction, so it's totally fine. I was just asking because I wanted to know if I would be able to get a reference post or not to base my own starter on once I write it (It any of that made any sense LOL)
Mashiro Shiina
Secretive personalities~
I. Have no idea where to start to be honest. But I usually start by having my character ( in this case characters) walking about somewhere.
DJ Elfin
Killed by the inernet
I've got to go now, but I made my first post! Feel free to move along. I should be on tomorrow! ^^
Schyven
Just another roleplayer
Alright have a good day! 
Mashiro Shiina
Secretive personalities~
Seeya. I'm going to go post before I get ready to go too.
Schyven
Just another roleplayer
I've got to do something, but I'll definitely get my post up once I'm done!
Mashiro Shiina
Secretive personalities~
Alright. I posted. Gtg. Night people.
Artorias
A realistic, Idealistic, masochistic Genius
Name: My name kind sir is,
Vincent Loyce
Gender: I'm sorry to ask but are you blind I'm clearly a boy.
Age (child or teenager): I'm a teenager
Number: please dont become agrivated when I say this but I'm a 2
Personality:
Well what do I say I've been raised in the life of luxury. I love all people god has put us all on this earth hasn't he, I am yet a timid boy though mostly because I scare myself half to death with ghost stories at night. I'm a layered person though let me try to explain.
Layer 1. This layer is a timid boy who will run from anything this is the only layer most people see.
Layer 2. This layer is my voice get to know me and you may make it to this layer.
Layer 3. In this layer I begin to talk more openly with you mabey even call you my friend, people have occasionaly made it this far.
Layer 4. This layer opens up when my basic trust for you has grown this layer will talk to you more freaky and will invite you to movies and such, only a few people have made it this far.
Layer 5. My sadness if you can muster to pass layer 4 this is when I open up and tell you about me its also when bad memories kick in and sadness begins
Layer 6. You have helped me threw my sadness I'm now emotionaly attached to you I'll talk to you about myself and mabey even hug you. No-one has ever made it this far.
Layer 7. I trust you enough to share my dreams and darkest secrets with you.
Layer 8. My emotions attatch to you I take love interests in you, you may become my girl or boyfriend.
Layer 9. Were getting to an end this layer blocks everything in layer ten from escaping this layer houses all my nightmeres fear and angers if you open this layer you may destroy me mentally
Layer 10. If you make it here my very person will change my true emotions will bloom and I'll pursue my goal of a revolution in the system and mabey pick back up on my art. Making it here will blast away my other layers but the chance of anyone making it here is lower then winning the lottery with a gag ticket.
Bio:
Ever since I was a child my parents wanted me to live up to there expectations. They tossed me into a school for the wealthy and gave me a good education but beyond that basicly ignored me.
This ignoring of my needs and wants, this lack of communication with them started to build layers around me, as this happened I shut myself away even more.
Soon after I did this I learned of my mothers death, dad blamed it on lower numbers and explained to me the number system, I never liked it I always wanted to change it I guess I wanted to unite all people.
A while later my father became work crazed and forgot I existed, he stopped sleeping and eating and began to take massive amounts of pills. The pills ended him. I should have been demoted my number then but my uncle was in the 1s and he took me in.
I ignored him and grew no attachments to him or any other people after that my layers developed and I became who I am now. "Today is were is stand not yesterday not tommorow but now, in my own fraction of time given to me by a God."
Likes:
Kittens,art,classic music,sleep,perfume,loyalty,keepsakes
Dislikes:
Hatred between numbers, the person who killed his mom, drugs, rap, school.
Picture and/or Appearance:
Its my portraite if you don't mind.
Vincent Loyce
Gender: I'm sorry to ask but are you blind I'm clearly a boy.
Age (child or teenager): I'm a teenager
Number: please dont become agrivated when I say this but I'm a 2
Personality:
Well what do I say I've been raised in the life of luxury. I love all people god has put us all on this earth hasn't he, I am yet a timid boy though mostly because I scare myself half to death with ghost stories at night. I'm a layered person though let me try to explain.
Layer 1. This layer is a timid boy who will run from anything this is the only layer most people see.
Layer 2. This layer is my voice get to know me and you may make it to this layer.
Layer 3. In this layer I begin to talk more openly with you mabey even call you my friend, people have occasionaly made it this far.
Layer 4. This layer opens up when my basic trust for you has grown this layer will talk to you more freaky and will invite you to movies and such, only a few people have made it this far.
Layer 5. My sadness if you can muster to pass layer 4 this is when I open up and tell you about me its also when bad memories kick in and sadness begins
Layer 6. You have helped me threw my sadness I'm now emotionaly attached to you I'll talk to you about myself and mabey even hug you. No-one has ever made it this far.
Layer 7. I trust you enough to share my dreams and darkest secrets with you.
Layer 8. My emotions attatch to you I take love interests in you, you may become my girl or boyfriend.
Layer 9. Were getting to an end this layer blocks everything in layer ten from escaping this layer houses all my nightmeres fear and angers if you open this layer you may destroy me mentally
Layer 10. If you make it here my very person will change my true emotions will bloom and I'll pursue my goal of a revolution in the system and mabey pick back up on my art. Making it here will blast away my other layers but the chance of anyone making it here is lower then winning the lottery with a gag ticket.
Bio:
Ever since I was a child my parents wanted me to live up to there expectations. They tossed me into a school for the wealthy and gave me a good education but beyond that basicly ignored me.
This ignoring of my needs and wants, this lack of communication with them started to build layers around me, as this happened I shut myself away even more.
Soon after I did this I learned of my mothers death, dad blamed it on lower numbers and explained to me the number system, I never liked it I always wanted to change it I guess I wanted to unite all people.
A while later my father became work crazed and forgot I existed, he stopped sleeping and eating and began to take massive amounts of pills. The pills ended him. I should have been demoted my number then but my uncle was in the 1s and he took me in.
I ignored him and grew no attachments to him or any other people after that my layers developed and I became who I am now. "Today is were is stand not yesterday not tommorow but now, in my own fraction of time given to me by a God."
Likes:
Kittens,art,classic music,sleep,perfume,loyalty,keepsakes
Dislikes:
Hatred between numbers, the person who killed his mom, drugs, rap, school.
Picture and/or Appearance:
Its my portraite if you don't mind.
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Name: Roger Cunningham
Gender: Male
Age (child or teenager): 17
Number: 3
Personality: Independent, cold, and oftentimes cynical, Roger employs a mix of his cunning and razor wit to build a sense of roguish charm.
Bio: Roger is a private investigator. He follows cheating wives, tails crooked politicians, all the usual drudgery associated with that job... and occasionally he even helps the Watch solve a particularly difficult crime. He has a reputation for excellence in his field already, in spite of his young age.
Likes: Ice cream sandwiches, '30s and '40s jazz (he's a sucker for the classics), being right, chess, and archery.
Dislikes: Criminal scum, radio rock, pop-fashion, and people being insolent.
Other: Carries a deck of cards with him everywhere he goes.
Picture and/or Appearance: Medium height, he is very thin and pale. Roger has suffered from anemia since he was young, and doesn't take his iron pills like his doctor says he should. He has dark circles around his blue eyes, and keeps his black hair slicked back at all times. He usually wears a plain, slightly untucked dress shirt and dark slacks at all times, though he can really clean up nicely when the situation calls for it.
Gender: Male
Age (child or teenager): 17
Number: 3
Personality: Independent, cold, and oftentimes cynical, Roger employs a mix of his cunning and razor wit to build a sense of roguish charm.
Bio: Roger is a private investigator. He follows cheating wives, tails crooked politicians, all the usual drudgery associated with that job... and occasionally he even helps the Watch solve a particularly difficult crime. He has a reputation for excellence in his field already, in spite of his young age.
Likes: Ice cream sandwiches, '30s and '40s jazz (he's a sucker for the classics), being right, chess, and archery.
Dislikes: Criminal scum, radio rock, pop-fashion, and people being insolent.
Other: Carries a deck of cards with him everywhere he goes.
Picture and/or Appearance: Medium height, he is very thin and pale. Roger has suffered from anemia since he was young, and doesn't take his iron pills like his doctor says he should. He has dark circles around his blue eyes, and keeps his black hair slicked back at all times. He usually wears a plain, slightly untucked dress shirt and dark slacks at all times, though he can really clean up nicely when the situation calls for it.
LunaticLove
Queen of the Nerds
Name: Dimitri Rasuropl
Gender: Male
Age (child or teenager): 18 about to turn 19
Number: 3
Personality: Dimitri keeps up a outward wall around him by acting like the schools cruel king and looking down on those who are lower class than him. Dimitri is mean, rude, and aggressive, but this is only to keep people out and to guard himself. He also builds walls around himself for the same reason. Once past his walls and front personality he can be sweet, caring, and gentle. Dimitri can be very independent, cunning, brave, protective, distant, and cautious.
Bio: Dimitri's birth was hard for both him and his mother. He was born with several holes in his heart, to which cost several surgeries and cand his mother later died from the sever bleeding she suffered during the birth. Dimitri's father blamed his only child on his wife's death and always let him know this. As Dimitri grew up they kept a false façade on the outside of calm, but on the inside the world was cold.
At first, his father would just ignore Dimitri or when he spoke to him it was in short, clipped sentences with an angry tone of his voice. As the years went by, the angry voice turned into angry words and sharp remarks. He never grew violent until a slave reported to his father that Dimitri had helped bandage another slave after the slaves punishment.
From then on, his father regularly beat Dimitri as a punishment for wrong doings as well as any time his father was angry at anything, which was often in his line of work as the owner of several corporations and one of the men who came up with the Watch.
His father made Dimitri stay at the house during his years at school instead of using the dormitories. Dimitri has become hard and aggressive to keep others out and become a womanizer. Women often enjoy only an hour or two with him but never get more than sleeping with him and even then he keeps on his clothing during the intercourse.
At one point Dimitri became rebelous and decided to try it with a guy after they had both been smoking and doing drugs. From what he could remember he enjoyed the experience and being in control of someone strong minded as well as the easily dominated women, so he secretly became bi.
He is counting down the days until he graduates and can leave to go to college somewhere away from his father. Even though his father is cruel to Dimitri, he allows Dimitri the money he needs to keep up the outward façade including for buying clothes from the best, expensive cars, and even whatever illegal substance Dimitri wants (Dimitri buys the products then sells them to his schoolmates to earn money for when he escapes his fathers hold on him.)
Likes:
- Warmth (whether temperture or kindness even if he will not admit the later.)
- The near silence of nighttime.
- When people are around because it means his father won't strike him randomly as he does when they are alone.
- He likes when people play with his hair.
- long sweaters that cover his arms to hide the bruises.
- when people fear him (if they feared him theywouldnt get close enough to hurt him.)
Dislikes:
- Dark places (his father would lock him in the dark basement as a punishment when he was little.)
- Being weak because weakness causes pain in his life.
- Cold
- Going to the beach or swimming with others because he can never take off his clothes or else reveal his scars and bruises.
- Slaves because him helping them was how he began being abused.
- People getting to close to him, physically and emotionally.
Other: As mentioned several times earlier, Dimitri has scars from his fathers beatings and tortures. These cover most of his body including arms, legs, chest, back, and one across his neck that he told everyone was from falling down the stairs at a party. The scars come in a range of shapes and sources like small burn marks from cigars to large jagged scars from knives, whips, and belts.
Picture and/or Appearance:
And this one breaks my heart and I will make this happen to someone during the rp
(Oh and I write in first person POV if that's okay with you. If not I can write in 3rd or 2nd person.)
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Flawless
Criminal Mastermind
Name: Ichiro 'Saikawa' Utsuni
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Number: The Watch
Personality: Ichiro has a fiery, hot headed, and rather sassy personality. He is blunt and unashamed to point out people's flaws and wrongdoings, and is very critical of others. He has a dry, sarcastic and slightly evil sense of humour which can occasionally get taken just a little too far. This isn't helped by his rebellious nature; he isn't afraid to argue with those of higher status, and you have to earn his respect instead of just being given it depending on what number you are.
He is a realist through and through, and sees everything as the stark, rough world it truly is, yet somehow keeps his humour and his head up. He hates pessimists, but hates annoyingly cheery optimists even more. Don't ask him why. He just does. Ichiro is also terribly kuudere (acts blunt and uncaring, and only occasionally shows their kind side to others).
However incredibly rare it is for him to get truly serious, if he does, then he means business; he knows how to get things done and shows no leniency or mercy in doing so, having the cold, precise efficiency of a machine. He can also have this rather dark side to him. He can get violent, and cruel to others. He relies soley on himself and himself alone.
On his other side, he also has a rather big thing for alcohol. He doesn't get drunk very easily, but it is not uncommon to find him in this state. However, with Ichiro, it is sometimes a little difficult to tell whether he is, in fact, drunk or sober.
Bio: Ichiro was born into a very wealthy family named Saikawa; they were number 4. They were a well respected and quite influential family, a picture of wealth and power. They had plans for growing to 3. Ichiro was known for his rebellion and talking back to his parents, which, whenever their errant son was brought up in conversation, they just laughed and waved it off, saying things like "Oh, he's still young..."
Yet at home it was a completely different matter altogether. They were furious at him for always embarrassing them, showing them up. They tried all the methods that their overinflated pride could allow them to do, beating, yelling, locking him away; yet not a single one involved simply reasoning with him, talking to him, showing him the love and respect he never had experienced. He had never asked for much, just a small hand to help pull him out of the void he was falling into. Yet he got no such thing. He grew cold; his joking jests and insults turned dark. He no longer smiled. His parents, unsurprisingly, did not know what was going on with their son. They grew worried; not for him, oh no, but about the dark change that had come over him.
It was just on his sixteenth birthday that he disappeared. His number crashed to zero. Nobody had any idea where he had gone, or whether he was still alive. He had simply disappeared off of the face of the Earth. After nearly a year of searching, he was assumed dead, although a body was never found. His parents focused all of their attention on their young daughter, not allowing her to even speak Ichiro's name. Her name is Yuzuko Saikawa. Now she was the perfect daughter to them; meek, pliable and impressionable. They drove her independant and compassionate side out of her, detesting the very thought of her ever ending up anything like Ichiro. They changed her view of Ichiro, the kind, protective brother she once knew, to some kind of monster who was better off dead.
Ichiro, however, was not dead. Far from it. In fact, after nearly taking it, he had found his life once more. He changed his name from Saikawa to Utsuni. He changed, and this time for the better. He never truly shook off the darkness that had consumed the past years of his life, yet the burden became lighter. His bitterness became less.
He came back to the city, in secret, and joined the Watch. Just after he passed the final tests, he decided to pay his family one last visit.
The look of shock and anger on their faces is one that he will never forget. And how he laughed. He knew that they couldn't touch him now.
He gave his sister one last hug, no longer caring what she now though of him, knowing that it no longer mattered. And, walking out of the door, he flipped his parents off with the widest grin he had ever worn.
The Saikawa family, of course, told nobody. How could they?
Likes: Alchohol, personal space, freedom, rebellion, the cover of darkness/nighttime.
Dislikes: Being harrased or nagged, his alcohol being taken away, people with a lack of respect for personal space, conformists, too many questions.
Other: He is pretty indifferent towards slaves. He doesn't look down on them, but he doesn't necessarily go out of his way to help them, either. This is partly a little of his upbringing, however much he denies it. However he certainly doesn't agree with beating slaves, knowing just how it feels; and also, if he finds an injured slave out on the streets, he will certainly try to help them. It's the only part of his job that he hates: having to return them to their master.
Appearance:
Ichiro is very tall, standing at around 6'1" with quite a toned, lean figure. He has pale golden skin and spiky wine-red hair and matching eyes. His favourite colour is red, which is more than often in his colour scheme. He has two piercings in each of his ears.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Number: The Watch
Personality: Ichiro has a fiery, hot headed, and rather sassy personality. He is blunt and unashamed to point out people's flaws and wrongdoings, and is very critical of others. He has a dry, sarcastic and slightly evil sense of humour which can occasionally get taken just a little too far. This isn't helped by his rebellious nature; he isn't afraid to argue with those of higher status, and you have to earn his respect instead of just being given it depending on what number you are.
He is a realist through and through, and sees everything as the stark, rough world it truly is, yet somehow keeps his humour and his head up. He hates pessimists, but hates annoyingly cheery optimists even more. Don't ask him why. He just does. Ichiro is also terribly kuudere (acts blunt and uncaring, and only occasionally shows their kind side to others).
However incredibly rare it is for him to get truly serious, if he does, then he means business; he knows how to get things done and shows no leniency or mercy in doing so, having the cold, precise efficiency of a machine. He can also have this rather dark side to him. He can get violent, and cruel to others. He relies soley on himself and himself alone.
On his other side, he also has a rather big thing for alcohol. He doesn't get drunk very easily, but it is not uncommon to find him in this state. However, with Ichiro, it is sometimes a little difficult to tell whether he is, in fact, drunk or sober.
Bio: Ichiro was born into a very wealthy family named Saikawa; they were number 4. They were a well respected and quite influential family, a picture of wealth and power. They had plans for growing to 3. Ichiro was known for his rebellion and talking back to his parents, which, whenever their errant son was brought up in conversation, they just laughed and waved it off, saying things like "Oh, he's still young..."
Yet at home it was a completely different matter altogether. They were furious at him for always embarrassing them, showing them up. They tried all the methods that their overinflated pride could allow them to do, beating, yelling, locking him away; yet not a single one involved simply reasoning with him, talking to him, showing him the love and respect he never had experienced. He had never asked for much, just a small hand to help pull him out of the void he was falling into. Yet he got no such thing. He grew cold; his joking jests and insults turned dark. He no longer smiled. His parents, unsurprisingly, did not know what was going on with their son. They grew worried; not for him, oh no, but about the dark change that had come over him.
It was just on his sixteenth birthday that he disappeared. His number crashed to zero. Nobody had any idea where he had gone, or whether he was still alive. He had simply disappeared off of the face of the Earth. After nearly a year of searching, he was assumed dead, although a body was never found. His parents focused all of their attention on their young daughter, not allowing her to even speak Ichiro's name. Her name is Yuzuko Saikawa. Now she was the perfect daughter to them; meek, pliable and impressionable. They drove her independant and compassionate side out of her, detesting the very thought of her ever ending up anything like Ichiro. They changed her view of Ichiro, the kind, protective brother she once knew, to some kind of monster who was better off dead.
Ichiro, however, was not dead. Far from it. In fact, after nearly taking it, he had found his life once more. He changed his name from Saikawa to Utsuni. He changed, and this time for the better. He never truly shook off the darkness that had consumed the past years of his life, yet the burden became lighter. His bitterness became less.
He came back to the city, in secret, and joined the Watch. Just after he passed the final tests, he decided to pay his family one last visit.
The look of shock and anger on their faces is one that he will never forget. And how he laughed. He knew that they couldn't touch him now.
He gave his sister one last hug, no longer caring what she now though of him, knowing that it no longer mattered. And, walking out of the door, he flipped his parents off with the widest grin he had ever worn.
The Saikawa family, of course, told nobody. How could they?
Likes: Alchohol, personal space, freedom, rebellion, the cover of darkness/nighttime.
Dislikes: Being harrased or nagged, his alcohol being taken away, people with a lack of respect for personal space, conformists, too many questions.
Other: He is pretty indifferent towards slaves. He doesn't look down on them, but he doesn't necessarily go out of his way to help them, either. This is partly a little of his upbringing, however much he denies it. However he certainly doesn't agree with beating slaves, knowing just how it feels; and also, if he finds an injured slave out on the streets, he will certainly try to help them. It's the only part of his job that he hates: having to return them to their master.
Appearance:
Ichiro is very tall, standing at around 6'1" with quite a toned, lean figure. He has pale golden skin and spiky wine-red hair and matching eyes. His favourite colour is red, which is more than often in his colour scheme. He has two piercings in each of his ears.