Post by konoha on Apr 26, 2013 20:00:05 GMT -5
Who’s the one making a crying face all the time?
MIKAGE.KADOKAWA
Fight back as much as you were laughed at.
Before long, what I picked up wasn’t a bomb or a knife.[/center][/size][/i]
Let’s promise no matter what from now on,
Tear off the price tag on your back.
This everyday is like scrap wood,
But it’s still too early to throw it away.
Tear off the price tag on your back.
This everyday is like scrap wood,
But it’s still too early to throw it away.
THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
[/font][/size][/color]name ;; Mikage Kadokawa
nicknames ;; Mika, Pika(chu)
gender ;; Male
age ;; 16
job ;; None at the moment. (Guardian-to-be)
origin ;; Shinjuku, Japan
affiliation ;; None at the moment.
Today too, on the platform of the train’s last stop,
Tomorrow’s me is still waiting,
Trembling to welcome a dense, selfish master.
Tomorrow’s me is still waiting,
Trembling to welcome a dense, selfish master.
ON THE SURFACE
[/font][/size][/color]first impression ;;Natural appearance:An eccentric looking young man with teal hair and what seems to be two triangular tattoos on his cheeks. He looks old enough to be a high school student, but it’s a wonder how his appearance isn’t against school rules. ;School regulated appearance:Nothing special, just the average high school student. He has two strange bandages on his cheeks.
body build ;; A little shorter than his age group’s average height. Slim.
attire ;; When he’s not in his school uniform, he dresses casually. He is most often seen in a black turtleneck shirt, baggy sweatshirt, and cargo pants. The last two articles of clothing are in various shades of neutral colors. When he goes out as Mouse, he likes to wear a strangely designed orange ascot hat with ear flaps and what seems to be a hooded orange jumpsuit similar to those of a prison inmate’s.
No matter whether years pass and cars can fly in the sky,
Even if years pass and machines can talk,
Whatever you want to say, before you call it convenient,
Please heal my wounded heart.
Even if years pass and machines can talk,
Whatever you want to say, before you call it convenient,
Please heal my wounded heart.
MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE
[/font][/size][/color]personality ;;As of now, Mikage is the type of person you think you know very well but realize you don’t at the most crucial moments. Though he seems approachable enough, he likes to distance himself from others, and sometimes appears to be lost in thought. He also likes to keep his problems to himself.
Mikage dislikes being in the spotlight. He’s fine with just standing on the sidelines and cheering, though he has a competitive streak in him that he doesn’t like to admit to. Besides cheering, he enjoys helping others succeed. This allows him to participate without bringing too much attention to himself.
Though he isn’t easily angered, when Mikage gets mad, he reverts back to his previous personality. He gets extremely defensive and easily provoked. Disregarding the people around him and their feelings, he lashes out at everyone near him and is more than a little rude and violent. At this stage, he is uncontrollable, and it usually takes him a few hours to calm down.
When Mikage goes out with his natural hair color and tattoos showing, he goes under the name of Mouse. As Mouse, he seems to be much more confident and is a little more carefree and cheerful than he normally is. He does not seem to care about what people think of him.
strengths ;; He has an unbelievably high stamina, though he eats a lot as a result of that. He’s also pretty clear headed most of the time. Though it may take a while for him to completely trust you, stick around with him for long enough and he’ll be as loyal as a puppy.
weaknesses ;; For some reason, he has a fear of squid. Or anything with tentacles, really. They creep him out, and the mere sight of them will usually render him useless. He can also be a little too pessimistic, and this makes him a worrywart of sorts. When angered, he thinks irrationally.
If a missile flies in that sort of sky
And I ask for happiness from such a thing,
I have to become a kind person.
I wonder if I can reaffirm myself…
And I ask for happiness from such a thing,
I have to become a kind person.
I wonder if I can reaffirm myself…
WHAT’S PAST IS PROLOGUE
[/font][/size][/color]history ;;Before coming to Namimori, Mikage lived in a small neighborhood in Shinjuku. His life was an extremely ordinary one. But Mikage had no problem with it; in his eyes, ordinary was good enough. But maybe that was because he didn’t know anything else.
It was in his last year of elementary school when Mikage’s view on life changed. After reading a book that made him question his way of life, he reexamined his world and realized something.
“If someone were to replace me at this moment,” he told classmates one day, “would it matter? Would you miss me?”
“Of course I would!”
“Geez, do you even hear what you're saying? Selfish idiot.”
“But is that really the truth? Or is that just how you’re expected to act?” Mikage countered. His classmates only grew outraged at his doubt, and his teacher was too ignorant to think it more than just a phase of life, so Mikage kept silent and let his mind nurture the thought.
By his second year of middle school, ordinary was not enough anymore. There had to be something setting him apart from the others, something that made him special. He stopped dying his hair brown and let his natural hair color show. He got strange triangular shaped tattoos on his face because no one else in school had them. The disciplinary office soon became familiar with the sight of his face because he had begun to break school rules without care. He became a daredevil, ready to try anything and always finding ways to throw his life away. His friends and classmates were disturbed. Where had the boy they had known before gone? Unable to get used to the new delinquent Mikage, they began to desert him.
Mikage spent his third year of middle school alone. Growing irritable, he became highly unapproachable and continued to wreak havoc throughout the school. No one wanted to or could deal with him, so they let him do what he wanted. But this only served to frustrate him more. He had become someone who wasn’t ‘ordinary’ anymore, but that hadn’t changed a thing. If someone were to come and replace him, it wouldn’t matter at all. With this revelation Mikage’s flame of rebellion was snuffed out, and to the surprise of the people around him, he became quiet and brooding.
Finally taking notice of his condition, his parents decided to move to Namimori and start fresh, hoping that the new environment would do their son some good. But it didn’t. So withdrawing from school and opting for homeschooling instead, Mikage spent what would’ve been his first year in high school trying to therapize himself into a ‘normal’ person. He spent hours doing nothing but stare into space, and hours more venting his frustration. For the majority of his extremely short life, he had believed that being nothing but ‘ordinary’ wasn’t enough, and now there he was trying to convince himself it was! Mikage raged at this. He raged until the fire in his heart had died down into nothing more than smoke and embers, until he hadn’t the energy to keep caring.
“You know… I had always dreamed that I could be so much more. But saying something like that… Now I just feel like a fish who wants to fly, hahaha…”
By the beginning of the new school year, Mikage was ready to go to school again as an ordinary second year student. Easily passing Namimori High School’s entrance exam, he returned to society as a new a person and left his previous way of life behind.
Even if I say I’ll raise my head and face forwards,
If it’s dark, there’s no front nor shit.
Being alone, being with another person,
Loneliness won’t change into loneliness.
If it’s dark, there’s no front nor shit.
Being alone, being with another person,
Loneliness won’t change into loneliness.
THE POWER WITHIN
[/font][/size][/color]dying will flame ;; Storm
Box Weapon ;;name ; N/A
type ; N/A
description ; N/ANone at the moment.
weapons and items ;;None at the moment.
special attacks ;;None at the moment.
physical stats ;;strength ; 5
agility ; 8
wisdom ; 7
flame stats ;;purity ; 8
control/ability ; 3
strength ; 9
Singing a song about wanting to die,
Like that again, I was stabbed with a stake.
But even then, with only that kind of action,
The words overflowing from my mouth,
No matter what I do, I can’t find them.
Like that again, I was stabbed with a stake.
But even then, with only that kind of action,
The words overflowing from my mouth,
No matter what I do, I can’t find them.
THE ICING ON THE CAKE
[/font][/size][/color]extra ;; Though he hates having to dye his hair and stick bandages to his cheeks, Mikage is only comfortable with letting his natural hair color and tattoos show around people he’s particularly close with or in public where no one would recognize him. He is ambidextrous and more than a little flexible. His special attacks and stuff will be added when they are obtained, yup yup.
Today, I’ll again, just like this be absorbed in the arcade.
It would be better if tomorrow didn’t come.
The final train’s whistle annoyingly rings.
It would be better if tomorrow didn’t come.
The final train’s whistle annoyingly rings.
WARNING OF IMPOSTERS
[/font][/size]face claim ;;[b].hack[/b] - Kite - [i]Mikage Kadokawa[/i]
Even if I pretend to be tough, calling love misfortune,
My true feelings will definitely be attacked by my guilty conscience.
My true feelings will definitely be attacked by my guilty conscience.
A FLASH OF FIRE
[/font][/size][/color]role play sample ;;
Quin had to be a large animal. Otherwise, she would have found ways to get food from humans, like he had done.
Assuming that she was intelligent enough to do so, anyway.
She also had to be a carnivore, for she could've just eaten the abundant forest greens. So large, carnivorous animal it was. Garbage definitely wouldn't work, nor would dog food; there was too high a chance that she wasn't part of the Canis lupis species. The only thing left was...a grocery store raid.
Fisk groaned when he realized he would have to shift back into human form, but couldn't help the twinge of excitement he felt. It had been ages since he last dared to go on a grocery store raid, and he hadn’t forgotten how high he had felt as he ran laughing from the store with a shopping cart full of items strapped to him.
…
Apples: check, oranges: check, carrots: check, celery: check, reusable Safeway bag: check, dog treats: check, bottled water: check, practically half the meat section: check... Yup, that was everything. With the cart full of the aforementioned food stuffs, Fisk got out a long coil of rope and tied one end to the shopping cart. The other end went around his stomach. Then, as fast as he could, he shifted into dog form and started running, dragging the shopping cart behind him like a sled. People stopped to stare at the dog running away with a shopping cart full of food, but miraculously, they were too surprised to go after it.
Fisk laughed. And laughed and laughed. With his jaws open and his tongue flapping out behind him, he laughed at the humans’ dumfoundedness, at the feeling of adrenaline coursing through his veins. Letting out a loud howl of pride, he flew across the blacktop, not daring to stop in case the cart ran over his paws and crushed them. When he reached the edge of the forest, he threw himself to the side, painfully tumbling through the dirt as the rope snapped taut and dragged him behind the still-moving cart. A second later, it fell over with a crash, almost hitting him in the process.
Panting slightly, Fisk picked himself up and chewed through the rope connecting him to the cart. Then he dug out the Safeway bag and began filling it with items. When it was as full as he could get it to be, he dragged it back to where Quin slept, going back and forth a few times to get everything, and by the time he was finished, he was exhausted. Laying down next to the female shifter, he rested his head on his paws and prayed he wouldn’t fall asleep before she woke up.
How is the current me?
Really there’s nothing we can do.
Someone like the annoying you, I really hate.
Really there’s nothing we can do.
Someone like the annoying you, I really hate.
CURTAIN CALL
[/font][/size][/color]I, Konoha, promise to follow all of the rules stated by the admin of this site. I will respect all members. And I understand that all of my actions on this site will have a consequence, whether good or bad.
If a missile flies in that sort of sky and my life flies from such a thing,
I have to become a kind person.
I want to reaffirm myself.
I have to become a kind person before my heart grows numb.
[/size][/i]I have to become a kind person.
I want to reaffirm myself.
I have to become a kind person before my heart grows numb.
