Post by Sunao on May 15, 2012 23:49:49 GMT -5
(Sunao's real information will be separated by parentheses.)
Name: Sunao Fujimori / Ran
Age: 15 (19)
Sexual Orientation: Straight (Gay)
Appearance: With his dainty body and soft face, Sunao is often mistaken for a girl even when he doesn't mean to. A mussed mop of pink hair is usually held back in a single braid or ponytail, though it's been cut about his head so that only the back extends the length of his spine. In a rare example outside of his world, Sunao's windows actually match the curtains - that is, the boy's eyes are the same shade of pink as his hair. They do tend to darken to red, however, when the child is stressed... The cause of this is currently unknown.
Sunao is usually seen wearing clothing that covers as much skin as possible and dresses beneath multiple layers. Beneath the fabric, Sunao's pale skin is marred with scar after old scar. There is a particularly nasty stain of old stitches that stretches across the child's collarbone and inches up his neck; because of this, he is almost never seen without something covering his throat.
He's prettier than I am ; u ;
Key Holder: Unknown
Brief History:
Sunao Fujimori, in short, was the poster-child for human guinea pigs in dangerous experiments. From the age of six to sixteen, Sunao underwent physical torment of every type in a scientist's effort to create a split-personality within him that could be trained to surface when summoned and obey every command given to it.
A betrayal-induced mission and one rebellious act later had Sunao a free boy, happier than he'd been since early childhood... Until the day he woke up in an unfamiliar room with nothing but a single envelope in hand.
Sample Post:
"The girls, have been given a lock, and the boys have been given a key. It is your job to find who fits your lock/key. But, did you think it would be easy? Oh no, you can't just ask a person, you actually have to get to know them."
Sunao scowled as he read the note aloud. Locks were meant for the girls - then... Pink irises slid to his other hand. Gold glimmered in the center of his palm in the form of a sold, heart-shaped lock. Apparently according to this 'Aphrodite', he was now a girl.
The boy looked up at the mirror across from him, studying the reflected image as he thought. So this was another one of those places where it was the preferred norm for a man and woman to fall in love rather than two men... Sunao shot another scowl at the heart in his hand. He needed a key from a straight man now, huh?
Fine. He could do that. All he needed was a skirt.
Name: Sunao Fujimori / Ran
Age: 15 (19)
Sexual Orientation: Straight (Gay)
Appearance: With his dainty body and soft face, Sunao is often mistaken for a girl even when he doesn't mean to. A mussed mop of pink hair is usually held back in a single braid or ponytail, though it's been cut about his head so that only the back extends the length of his spine. In a rare example outside of his world, Sunao's windows actually match the curtains - that is, the boy's eyes are the same shade of pink as his hair. They do tend to darken to red, however, when the child is stressed... The cause of this is currently unknown.
Sunao is usually seen wearing clothing that covers as much skin as possible and dresses beneath multiple layers. Beneath the fabric, Sunao's pale skin is marred with scar after old scar. There is a particularly nasty stain of old stitches that stretches across the child's collarbone and inches up his neck; because of this, he is almost never seen without something covering his throat.
He's prettier than I am ; u ;
Key Holder: Unknown
Brief History:
Sunao Fujimori, in short, was the poster-child for human guinea pigs in dangerous experiments. From the age of six to sixteen, Sunao underwent physical torment of every type in a scientist's effort to create a split-personality within him that could be trained to surface when summoned and obey every command given to it.
A betrayal-induced mission and one rebellious act later had Sunao a free boy, happier than he'd been since early childhood... Until the day he woke up in an unfamiliar room with nothing but a single envelope in hand.
Sample Post:
"The girls, have been given a lock, and the boys have been given a key. It is your job to find who fits your lock/key. But, did you think it would be easy? Oh no, you can't just ask a person, you actually have to get to know them."
Sunao scowled as he read the note aloud. Locks were meant for the girls - then... Pink irises slid to his other hand. Gold glimmered in the center of his palm in the form of a sold, heart-shaped lock. Apparently according to this 'Aphrodite', he was now a girl.
The boy looked up at the mirror across from him, studying the reflected image as he thought. So this was another one of those places where it was the preferred norm for a man and woman to fall in love rather than two men... Sunao shot another scowl at the heart in his hand. He needed a key from a straight man now, huh?
Fine. He could do that. All he needed was a skirt.
