kinneth
08-09-2007, 01:33 AM
Username: kinneth
→ 『♔』 imperialistic PRiNCE.
Name: Shirogitsune Kin [L, F]
ー》 ❝ ｌｏｖｅｌｙ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ＮＡＲＣＩＳＳＩＳＴ ♥♥♥ ❞
→ ALIASES:
・ Kinky Kin
・ Horny Devil
・ ＰＥＥＮ ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ!~
Gender: Androgynous. But male, if you must.
Age: 18
School: Higashi High
School Clubs:
・ Fashion Club
・ Master x Honey Organization
SKILL STATS:
Stamina: 143.2 {+5.2}
Strength: 164 {+9}
Defense: 120 {+5}
Speed: 146 {+5}
Total Skill Points: 566 {+24.2} +++ Updated: January 16, 2oo9
Status: S-class
Road: Bloody Road
A-T Information: Mostly all black, except for the tongue which is crafted to have leopard print sewn over it; made to impersonate leopard creepers. His air-treks' side profile consist mostly of studs plastered all over. At the back of both air-trek you'll find a sharp spiral made to 'carve,' per say. Front wheels and back wheels are above average quality and specialized to go at enheightened speed levels, and up and down walls and such.
→ 『♔』 ethereal CHARM.
http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a316/hysterical_asylum/kinster-1.png
Eye Colour: Ardently scarlet.
Hair Colour: Current: Walnut Mist (http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a316/hysterical_asylum/walnutmist.jpg), with a hint of midnight chestnut on the tips of the fringe area.
Skin Tone: Pale
Height/Weight: 5'4.5" + 117lbs
Blood-type: - O
Overall Appearance: Uh, to put it short. Kin hates plain unexciting clothing. He thrives on pattern, design, texture, colour, and most of all -- creativity. He won't ever be seen wearing an outfit more than once a week, unless it's the designated school uniform. But even to the school uniform — he gives it total rebirth in the sense of appearance and quality; adding patches, favourited patterns, and anything random from time to time. When not in his ATs, he sports T.U.K creepers or Dr. Marten boots to no fucking end. His leopard creepers are his favourite though, hence why he transformed his own AT to be akin to the very pair. The Kinster is very feminine and masculine all at the same time; his scrawny frame lets him pull off crossdressing if the opportunity ever crosses his mind. He doesn't have much extra body fat due to his smoking habit. And honestly, he's damn proud of it.
ー》 ❝ ＨＯＲＮｌｅｓｓ，ｙｏｕ ｒｅｃｋｏｎ？ ❞
As time segregated our darling little Kinster from his Rai-mung . . . the urge to keep on wearing the childish horns that had been gifted to him — disappeared. No one can really recall the last time he actually wore the head accessories, nor have they even bothered to question. Which is, by far, something he should have been slightly offended by — but since he just doesn't want to give a fuck anymore, he won't. In place of the clip-on horns, he's ventured into the world of piercings with the help one specific maiden. That being, of course, Alice in all her horrifying influence amongst the poor chap's phase of distraught. On a solemn night, he phoned the lass over to his mansion ―with no particular yearn in the whole intervention— but for the sake of simply seeing something gracious. In the end, she ended up sinking the iron needles in four different locations amid his right ear lobe without much struggle. The day following such a change, the duo managed to attain a worthy quad of sterling silver to adorn his ear with.
ー》 ❝ Ｍｏｖｉｎｇ ｉｎｔｏ ｔｈｅ ＮＥＵＴＲＡＬＳ 。。。 ❞
After several idiotic experiences — that is, all of them being brewed from his absolute ignorance — the Kinster decided to shift into a hair tone that would better suit his qualities. Yeah, the gray-tinted onyx was great and all, but it didn't really characterize his Blonde-like obliviousness to the most direst of situations. It was colloquial knowledge that Blondes were utterly stupid, and probably slower than an American Pitbull . . . that being said, the teen felt as though he belonged with this crowd of humanoids. He, for one, didn't quite give a fuck about sentiments being directed towards him :: as did the typical Californian blonde. Daydreaming was preferred over actual learning in the hours of lecture, and nothing really seemed to last as interesting for that long :: definitely Blonde. Alice had tried convincing him otherwise, since she was also a blonde who was getting stereotyped directly. But her feverish endeavors were thrown out the window when the boy simply shoved her precious face into the meticulously architected wall of his bedroom. Thereafter, he agreed to not bleach it completely, since that would be something close to an atrocity, in his opinion. He managed to accept the dye that Alice had ventured to and fro twenty eights times for, with a slightly grin to depict his glee in the new change. The colour didn't really resemble that much of a blonde, since it still fell into the ' grays ' category on the hair-colour chart. But even so, the feeling of having such a lighter shade of colour made him feel more at cue. This wouldn't last too long though, since after he stared at himself for a good three hours (in various poses, of course) . . . he concluded that the colour was oddly too plain, that it need a tad bit more spunk. Which deafly explained why he kicked the poor lass out the door for another tube of dye to magnify his new hair colour. Upon her return, they both marveled at the sacred chestnut that she had single-handedly picked without cosmetologist-help. She applied the dye to a portion of the fringe, and a small amount to the tips of the strands at the back. Come around twelve past midnight, and the Kinster's new hair-colour /slash/ hairstyle was complete. Hairstyle, because he also phoned a hairdresser over to trim off the long locks draping the right side of his face.
→ 『♔』somber DYNANiSM.
Likes:
・ Cigarettes
・ Ｄａｆｆｏｄｉｌｓ
・ Fashion
・ Clothes
・ ＳＥＸ！ＳＥＸ！ＳＥＸ！
・ Design
・ ＡＲＴ
・ Visual kei
・ Eroguro
・ Gentleman's Club
・ ＡＬＧＯＮＱＵＩＮＳ．
・ ＳＥＸ ＰＯＴ ＲｅＶｅｎＧｅ．
・ ｈ． ＮＡＯＴＯ
Dislikes:
・ Obnoxious people
・ Plain/Boring
・ Sunny weather
・ Harangues by the head
・ Ｔeasing
Hobbies:
・ Verbal Rape
・ Smoking
・ Putting together pattern & texture
・ Going to lives/show/runways
・ Drawling/Writing
・ Thinking
・ ATing
・ Inflicting violence among others.
Fears: Insects; losing contact with Rai-mung.
Goals: Rid himself of the mental neurosis.
Overall Personality: Kin is .. uh .. a bad ass and a rebel, to sum it up. He doesn't really care for people's opinions or beliefs. He's very blunt and upfront about everything; even about the slightest flaw or enrichment. Sometimes a bit too blunt. In result, he ends up intimidating people, and giving off a bad impression. A total social hazard; he likes to tease people, make scandalous comments, and be a public pervert. His method of thought is demented and usually disturbing. —ＨＯＲＭＯＮＥＳ— drive his intentions completely when it comes to people — as in, he doesn't care if the other party doesn't want anything to do with him, he just goes for it. The tougher the task, the more gratifying it is for him in the end. But on the other hand, he cares deeply for his close friends and is extremely generous towards them. And hey, if you catch his eye as intriguing, he'll do quite anything to get your attention.
ー》 ❝ Ｗｏ［ｍａｎ］ｉｚｅｒ？ ．． Ｍａｙｂｅ？ ❞
As the title implies, the Kinster is definitely not a steady-relationship guy. The very thought of selling his loyalty to one single person is terrifying, and usually ends up in horrific nightmares that the heir can't bare to endure. Hardly has the urge to pick just one individual crossed his mind in all his years of dating. However, that doesn't mean that he wasn't frequented by encouraging opportunities in the past. But rather than abiding to the counterpart's plea, he would much rather shove them aside and continue on to the Gentlemen's Club for a lascivious night. Some of them left after such treatment, and some stayed on the sidelines — silently hoping that the multi-millionaire would change his mind in the future. To their fucking dismay though, the Kinster hasn't had any thoughts of such a thing happening anytime soon. Love triangles, squares, pentagons, hexagons — let the list go on, 'cause it never ends — are all normal for this androgyny beauty to topple over. But even though he reigns over anyone else in the area of heart~breaking, the Kinster is definitely a man with charm embedded in those vermilion lone sights. When someone catches his interest, he doesn't stop at the border of some shit called ' gender. ' As long as they merit a measure of absolute poise in their beauty, then he's there . . . there and horny as fucking hell. When he does corner the ' prey ' in, he makes sure to provide diligent care in the progressing relationship. Just 'cause he's a total fuckwad when he breaks up with you, doesn't mean he isn't a romantist, thank you very much. When it comes to love-rivals — he just crosses the boundary of mutual hate into an area of directed violence. (:
ー》 ❝ ＡＢＳＴｉＮＥＮＣＥ ｓｙｄｒｏｍｅ ・・・ ❞
Anyone close to the Shirogitsune family knows about the heir's uncanny obsession with one particular individual — Sousuke, Rai. The incessant notion dates back even a decade into their lives, and as much as views on the sidelines would have hoped for the two to never have met, they did. Their shitty meeting drifted into a friendship that made the others from the same year dull in comparison. Having the Sousuke stick up for him in the early days was barely the basis of the neurosis that the boy had developing back then. Usually the insults would be directed towards the excessive amount of similarities that Kin had to an actual girl, and the method of demeanor that the young heir took towards his jubilant friend. I suppose you could say the other boys were jealous of the attention that the Sousuke was gifted with, since Kin would always provide anything — absolutely anything — that the Sousuke wanted. All the toys, ice cream cones, amusement park tickets, and daffodil yards . . . they were always for Rai, and Rai alone. As a child, he was oblivious to the world he would soon delve into, and the only thing that could make his chest tighten with unusual anxiety was Rai's messy writing of: " . . . anata wa watashino ichiban tomodachi desu. " But as the years progressed into the early teenage ones, he acknowledged his deranged attraction for the Sousuke as ' love. ' During the time of the discovery, he was already familiar with the flirtatious tactics that Rai bestowed for the fellow females of their school. It didn't really bother him at first, since at that time he had taken up the smoking habit and ventured into the world of women & sex himself. Their friendship stuck to the ' best friend '-shit, and before he had time to make the Sousuke realize his incessant liking towards him, he was endorsed to witness a love-triangle that Rai dutifully played a part in. One thing led after another, and he knew his ' liking ' for the hazel-orbed beaut was inching towards a void of mental instability. He acknowledged the obsession, but paid no heed to the option of getting over the heartache, or consulting mental aid. After his first drive into ' violent sanctions ' towards Rai's love-interests, the only thing he had left to cling to was desolate silence. And as the days slip by without sight or audio of the darling Sousuke, the Shirogitsune steps backwards and into the crater of disgusting neurosis, and excessive sex-vent.
→ 『♔』 imperialistic PRiNCE.
Name: Shirogitsune Kin [L, F]
ー》 ❝ ｌｏｖｅｌｙ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ＮＡＲＣＩＳＳＩＳＴ ♥♥♥ ❞
→ ALIASES:
・ Kinky Kin
・ Horny Devil
・ ＰＥＥＮ ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ!~
Gender: Androgynous. But male, if you must.
Age: 18
School: Higashi High
School Clubs:
・ Fashion Club
・ Master x Honey Organization
SKILL STATS:
Stamina: 143.2 {+5.2}
Strength: 164 {+9}
Defense: 120 {+5}
Speed: 146 {+5}
Total Skill Points: 566 {+24.2} +++ Updated: January 16, 2oo9
Status: S-class
Road: Bloody Road
A-T Information: Mostly all black, except for the tongue which is crafted to have leopard print sewn over it; made to impersonate leopard creepers. His air-treks' side profile consist mostly of studs plastered all over. At the back of both air-trek you'll find a sharp spiral made to 'carve,' per say. Front wheels and back wheels are above average quality and specialized to go at enheightened speed levels, and up and down walls and such.
→ 『♔』 ethereal CHARM.
http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a316/hysterical_asylum/kinster-1.png
Eye Colour: Ardently scarlet.
Hair Colour: Current: Walnut Mist (http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a316/hysterical_asylum/walnutmist.jpg), with a hint of midnight chestnut on the tips of the fringe area.
Skin Tone: Pale
Height/Weight: 5'4.5" + 117lbs
Blood-type: - O
Overall Appearance: Uh, to put it short. Kin hates plain unexciting clothing. He thrives on pattern, design, texture, colour, and most of all -- creativity. He won't ever be seen wearing an outfit more than once a week, unless it's the designated school uniform. But even to the school uniform — he gives it total rebirth in the sense of appearance and quality; adding patches, favourited patterns, and anything random from time to time. When not in his ATs, he sports T.U.K creepers or Dr. Marten boots to no fucking end. His leopard creepers are his favourite though, hence why he transformed his own AT to be akin to the very pair. The Kinster is very feminine and masculine all at the same time; his scrawny frame lets him pull off crossdressing if the opportunity ever crosses his mind. He doesn't have much extra body fat due to his smoking habit. And honestly, he's damn proud of it.
ー》 ❝ ＨＯＲＮｌｅｓｓ，ｙｏｕ ｒｅｃｋｏｎ？ ❞
As time segregated our darling little Kinster from his Rai-mung . . . the urge to keep on wearing the childish horns that had been gifted to him — disappeared. No one can really recall the last time he actually wore the head accessories, nor have they even bothered to question. Which is, by far, something he should have been slightly offended by — but since he just doesn't want to give a fuck anymore, he won't. In place of the clip-on horns, he's ventured into the world of piercings with the help one specific maiden. That being, of course, Alice in all her horrifying influence amongst the poor chap's phase of distraught. On a solemn night, he phoned the lass over to his mansion ―with no particular yearn in the whole intervention— but for the sake of simply seeing something gracious. In the end, she ended up sinking the iron needles in four different locations amid his right ear lobe without much struggle. The day following such a change, the duo managed to attain a worthy quad of sterling silver to adorn his ear with.
ー》 ❝ Ｍｏｖｉｎｇ ｉｎｔｏ ｔｈｅ ＮＥＵＴＲＡＬＳ 。。。 ❞
After several idiotic experiences — that is, all of them being brewed from his absolute ignorance — the Kinster decided to shift into a hair tone that would better suit his qualities. Yeah, the gray-tinted onyx was great and all, but it didn't really characterize his Blonde-like obliviousness to the most direst of situations. It was colloquial knowledge that Blondes were utterly stupid, and probably slower than an American Pitbull . . . that being said, the teen felt as though he belonged with this crowd of humanoids. He, for one, didn't quite give a fuck about sentiments being directed towards him :: as did the typical Californian blonde. Daydreaming was preferred over actual learning in the hours of lecture, and nothing really seemed to last as interesting for that long :: definitely Blonde. Alice had tried convincing him otherwise, since she was also a blonde who was getting stereotyped directly. But her feverish endeavors were thrown out the window when the boy simply shoved her precious face into the meticulously architected wall of his bedroom. Thereafter, he agreed to not bleach it completely, since that would be something close to an atrocity, in his opinion. He managed to accept the dye that Alice had ventured to and fro twenty eights times for, with a slightly grin to depict his glee in the new change. The colour didn't really resemble that much of a blonde, since it still fell into the ' grays ' category on the hair-colour chart. But even so, the feeling of having such a lighter shade of colour made him feel more at cue. This wouldn't last too long though, since after he stared at himself for a good three hours (in various poses, of course) . . . he concluded that the colour was oddly too plain, that it need a tad bit more spunk. Which deafly explained why he kicked the poor lass out the door for another tube of dye to magnify his new hair colour. Upon her return, they both marveled at the sacred chestnut that she had single-handedly picked without cosmetologist-help. She applied the dye to a portion of the fringe, and a small amount to the tips of the strands at the back. Come around twelve past midnight, and the Kinster's new hair-colour /slash/ hairstyle was complete. Hairstyle, because he also phoned a hairdresser over to trim off the long locks draping the right side of his face.
→ 『♔』somber DYNANiSM.
Likes:
・ Cigarettes
・ Ｄａｆｆｏｄｉｌｓ
・ Fashion
・ Clothes
・ ＳＥＸ！ＳＥＸ！ＳＥＸ！
・ Design
・ ＡＲＴ
・ Visual kei
・ Eroguro
・ Gentleman's Club
・ ＡＬＧＯＮＱＵＩＮＳ．
・ ＳＥＸ ＰＯＴ ＲｅＶｅｎＧｅ．
・ ｈ． ＮＡＯＴＯ
Dislikes:
・ Obnoxious people
・ Plain/Boring
・ Sunny weather
・ Harangues by the head
・ Ｔeasing
Hobbies:
・ Verbal Rape
・ Smoking
・ Putting together pattern & texture
・ Going to lives/show/runways
・ Drawling/Writing
・ Thinking
・ ATing
・ Inflicting violence among others.
Fears: Insects; losing contact with Rai-mung.
Goals: Rid himself of the mental neurosis.
Overall Personality: Kin is .. uh .. a bad ass and a rebel, to sum it up. He doesn't really care for people's opinions or beliefs. He's very blunt and upfront about everything; even about the slightest flaw or enrichment. Sometimes a bit too blunt. In result, he ends up intimidating people, and giving off a bad impression. A total social hazard; he likes to tease people, make scandalous comments, and be a public pervert. His method of thought is demented and usually disturbing. —ＨＯＲＭＯＮＥＳ— drive his intentions completely when it comes to people — as in, he doesn't care if the other party doesn't want anything to do with him, he just goes for it. The tougher the task, the more gratifying it is for him in the end. But on the other hand, he cares deeply for his close friends and is extremely generous towards them. And hey, if you catch his eye as intriguing, he'll do quite anything to get your attention.
ー》 ❝ Ｗｏ［ｍａｎ］ｉｚｅｒ？ ．． Ｍａｙｂｅ？ ❞
As the title implies, the Kinster is definitely not a steady-relationship guy. The very thought of selling his loyalty to one single person is terrifying, and usually ends up in horrific nightmares that the heir can't bare to endure. Hardly has the urge to pick just one individual crossed his mind in all his years of dating. However, that doesn't mean that he wasn't frequented by encouraging opportunities in the past. But rather than abiding to the counterpart's plea, he would much rather shove them aside and continue on to the Gentlemen's Club for a lascivious night. Some of them left after such treatment, and some stayed on the sidelines — silently hoping that the multi-millionaire would change his mind in the future. To their fucking dismay though, the Kinster hasn't had any thoughts of such a thing happening anytime soon. Love triangles, squares, pentagons, hexagons — let the list go on, 'cause it never ends — are all normal for this androgyny beauty to topple over. But even though he reigns over anyone else in the area of heart~breaking, the Kinster is definitely a man with charm embedded in those vermilion lone sights. When someone catches his interest, he doesn't stop at the border of some shit called ' gender. ' As long as they merit a measure of absolute poise in their beauty, then he's there . . . there and horny as fucking hell. When he does corner the ' prey ' in, he makes sure to provide diligent care in the progressing relationship. Just 'cause he's a total fuckwad when he breaks up with you, doesn't mean he isn't a romantist, thank you very much. When it comes to love-rivals — he just crosses the boundary of mutual hate into an area of directed violence. (:
ー》 ❝ ＡＢＳＴｉＮＥＮＣＥ ｓｙｄｒｏｍｅ ・・・ ❞
Anyone close to the Shirogitsune family knows about the heir's uncanny obsession with one particular individual — Sousuke, Rai. The incessant notion dates back even a decade into their lives, and as much as views on the sidelines would have hoped for the two to never have met, they did. Their shitty meeting drifted into a friendship that made the others from the same year dull in comparison. Having the Sousuke stick up for him in the early days was barely the basis of the neurosis that the boy had developing back then. Usually the insults would be directed towards the excessive amount of similarities that Kin had to an actual girl, and the method of demeanor that the young heir took towards his jubilant friend. I suppose you could say the other boys were jealous of the attention that the Sousuke was gifted with, since Kin would always provide anything — absolutely anything — that the Sousuke wanted. All the toys, ice cream cones, amusement park tickets, and daffodil yards . . . they were always for Rai, and Rai alone. As a child, he was oblivious to the world he would soon delve into, and the only thing that could make his chest tighten with unusual anxiety was Rai's messy writing of: " . . . anata wa watashino ichiban tomodachi desu. " But as the years progressed into the early teenage ones, he acknowledged his deranged attraction for the Sousuke as ' love. ' During the time of the discovery, he was already familiar with the flirtatious tactics that Rai bestowed for the fellow females of their school. It didn't really bother him at first, since at that time he had taken up the smoking habit and ventured into the world of women & sex himself. Their friendship stuck to the ' best friend '-shit, and before he had time to make the Sousuke realize his incessant liking towards him, he was endorsed to witness a love-triangle that Rai dutifully played a part in. One thing led after another, and he knew his ' liking ' for the hazel-orbed beaut was inching towards a void of mental instability. He acknowledged the obsession, but paid no heed to the option of getting over the heartache, or consulting mental aid. After his first drive into ' violent sanctions ' towards Rai's love-interests, the only thing he had left to cling to was desolate silence. And as the days slip by without sight or audio of the darling Sousuke, the Shirogitsune steps backwards and into the crater of disgusting neurosis, and excessive sex-vent.