Post by Peter Emile on Jan 6, 2011 19:26:47 GMT -5
Emile, Peter
Has thrown away the pills that made them
“A Senshi? Umm.. I have to… Go.”
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I've Thrown Away
[/color][/font]The Chance to Want to Change[/center]
Your Name: I’ll go by Seru, thank you.
Secret Code: Moonlight Destiny
Your Timezone: Pacific
Best Method of Contact: PM me, then I’ll give you anything else~
How You Found Us: An ad on Forgotten Avatar~
Eyes Wired Shut
[/color][/font]Running Through My Brain[/center]
Name: Peter Emile
Age: Appears to be in his Early twenties
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Hetero
Race/Ethnicity: Lesser Youma
Occupation: Computer Criminal, College Student
Birthplace: The Dark Kingdom
Current Residence: Apartment in Tokyo
Pulling Back The Skin
[/color][/font]It Happens, We're Getting Older[/center]
Physical Description of Character: He’s rather unimposing. He stands at six feet tall, And husky. But he’s got the whole being nimble thing going on for him. He’s got no really defining features, except for his long, crimson red ponytail. That stands out, especially in Japan. He’s pale, really pale. He says he’s Canadian, and that the snow is so thick that no one ever gets any sun. Pale green eyes, and brass framed glasses finish the effect. Standing in a library, he’s your stereotypical genius. And that’s just the way he wants it.
Clothes: No taste, whatsoever. Black wool fedora, not that bad. Crisp white dress shirt, long sleeve. Tucked into black gloves. While they look normal, they’re slash and stab proof. Shirt is tucked into black cargo pants, and those end next to black laceless dress shoes. All very low maintenance, and very easily replaced. Over all this, black wool storm coat. No matter the weather. Something is wrong with this guy~
Personality: Lax. Really, lax. Like, this guy doesn’t let anything get to him. People try to bully him, he shrugs them off. He’s got better things to worry about. Japan’s whole anti-Gaijin culture doesn’t even phase him. He keeps cold, like there’s ice water in his veins. It’s because he isn’t human, and he doesn’t take it personally. To him, they’re all insects. But he likes insects, there cool, and so he is as nice as he can be. Need a few bucks, he’s got some to spare, need a hand moving something, he’ll give it. He’s up at all hours of the morning, and he’s always willing to talk.
Peter has a love of pizza, and a love of soft drinks, he’s your typical college nerd. He hides away in the dark, playing Everquest, and acing exams. If not in his room, he’s in the library, reading about things you would get a headache if he tried to explain. And more than that, he seems perfectly happy, no matter what you call him. He’s got a thing where he flees if anyone even breathes the words Sailor, Senshi, or V, but no one really cares. He does it gracefully, and is pretty good about being discreet. Oh, and the fact nothing makes him queasy, be it blood, or vomit? Don’t mind that. He took first aid~
History: When he was first created, all those years ago, he had a different name. Windshadow. He didn’t like it, but he lived with it. He was a servant of Queen Beryl, born by her will, to infiltrate humanity at his ‘Mother’s’ command. Problem was, he didn’t like anyone. Other Youma were monsters, ignorant of the world, not realizing there was more than what Beryl was showing them. When he saw one of the Senshi kill another Youma, watching from a rooftop, he used every last amount of energy he had to spare, to not only change his form once more, but to hide himself from Beryl and the Dark Kingdom.
He became the Crimson haired man. Peter Emile. He made up some story about being from Canada, and with skills in computers no one could ever dream of, he made everything real. Birth Certificates, for himself, and a lot of the relatives he said existed, and with the ease of a few keystrokes, he was a transfer student into a local college, studying a variety of computer related topics. And cooking. Because it amused him, and would be useful. And so this Youma began a life of humanity, hiding among the creatures he was created to think were prey. But to him, humans are like what most people think of cats. Fluffy, adorable, the sort of thing you keep as a pet. He couldn’t dream of hurting one. Though he realizes they kill each other, all the time. Why bother adding to the mess.
And as to the Senshi… He’s scared to death of them. If they figure out what he is? He has no idea how they would react. He’s a Youma, who has lived, right under there noses, and isn’t attacking anyone. But that thought doesn’t cross his mind anymore. He has stowed it away, along with the rest of his memories as a Youma. He wishes he could somehow implant false memories, but he doesn’t think he can do THAT.
No, for now he is just acting, and praying no one sniffs him out. He siphons from banks very lightly, making sure to not be noticeable. And on the days he finds strangest, he wonders who is behind the tiara and fuku of Mercury. Blue hair isn’t that hard to find… What roses does she like? Or chocolate?
And then he wonders why. Why does he feel something that will get him killed?
Cause I Just Waste Away the Chance the Time to Face the Change
[/color][/font]To Make Myself Think That Things Are Better[/center]
Hobbies: Everquest, Computer hacking, reading anything he can get his hands on, watching Anime, and in general, living a carefree lifestyle.
Likes: Sushi, Pizza, Caffine, Computers, Legend of the Five Rings, Dungeons and Dragons, Anime.
Dislikes: Astronomy, Other Youma, People who are closed minded, nosy neighbours, That weird chick next door, who is always inviting herself in. Seriously, doesn’t she get that he doesn’t like going outside?
Ambitions in Life: Currently? He’s trying to maintain a low cover while he is perfecting things to break into Bank Security. Long term, he’s getting everything in order to live like a King.
Strengths: Youma Strength, Youma Speed, Genius Intelligence, Convincing actor, Idealized form.
Weaknesses: Locked to one form, No real background, culture shock, weakness to Senshi attacks, discomfort on holy ground
I've Blown Away The Lies That Make Me Sane
[/color][/font]I've Blown Away The Chance To Make It Right[/center]
RP Sample:
I Want To Be, I Want To See
[/color][/font]I Want To Make It Back To Me[/center]
This Character is Controlled By: SERU!
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