Post by loki on Jan 13, 2011 21:28:54 GMT -8
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★ AGE: 20
★ GENDER: male
★ SEXUAL PREFERENCE: bisexual
★ HEIGHT: 5’4
★ WEIGHT: 109
★ JOB: University Student: Pre-med
★ RACE: Half-lycanthrope: hyena/Half-human
★ FACTION: Rosen Epiphany
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Your ★ Beauty,
Appearance,
Other than his attire screaming that he’s a girl like previously mentioned, his body is highly feminine. Save a few specific parts of his anatomy he passes for a girl quite easily. Smooth, pale, porcelain skin graces every inch of Loki's dainty form save his bow shaped pink lips. Characteristic almond shaped, dark, Asian eyes stare out impishly from underneath straight, dark, variously colored hair that barely brushes the tops of his shoulders. Though sometimes the hair goes a bit beyond the shoulders when it’s been a while in-between hair salon visits, which is also a time where his dark roots are visible. From his narrow shoulders straight down to his tiny feet he has lean muscle. Nothing drastic but enough to let people know he’s not all flowers and lace.
From being half lycanthrope he heals pretty well, plus the fact that he uses lotion every night before bed, he doesn’t have many scars. One scar that he almost looks upon with pride is a burn mark in the outline of a star on his right wrist, which is often his by many bracelets. This is to keep people from asking bothersome questions. On his ankle is the trademark rose tattoo of his Faction. The only other tattoo on his body is an inch high, ornate, blood red heart at the very base of his spine. His ears are pierced but nowhere else, which could very well change.
On the days of the full moon he shifts painfully into a striped hyena. But unlike full blooded lycanthropes his animal form is actually smaller than usual because he is of mixed blood. Other than the days of the full moon he never shifts into his animals form, and ignores its existence the best he can the rest of the month.
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LIKES +
★ Dissecting things, especially animals or people.
★ Anything cutesy, adorable, with a dash or morbid tossed in. ★ People who lavish him with compliments and attention
★ Cakes, sweets, cookies, ice cream, and just plain sugar.
★ Rain, thunder, lightning, and pretty much anything to do with storms.
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DISLIKES -
★ In a simple word his family, spoiled little rich kid.
★ Designer knock offs they make him vomit a little in his mouth.
★ Overly perky people that tend to talk far too much, though he’s a pretty perky soul himself. (hypocrite)
★ Opera, so very boring
★ The full moon.
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POSITIVE TRAITS +
★ Pretty darn intelligent, one would have to be to be pre-med.
★ Confident, he knows exactly what he wants and knows he’ll get it. (Also known as cocky)
★ He’s adorable, period.
★ Wicked sense of humor, latterly it’s wicked and usually morbid.
★ Socialite to the core, even if certain people make him want to stab things.
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NEGATIVE TRAITS -
★ As shallow as a puddle two days after it rains. If you aren’t pretty and useful he really doesn’t care if you exist.
★ Holds grudges to the grave.
★ Is not afraid to make a scene/throw a tantrum to get his way.
★ Like before mentioned he’s a giant hypocrite, and contradicts himself often.
★ Complete and utter coward. If he thinks he’ll lose in a fight or heck even break a nail; he’ll run away with his tail between his legs.
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OVERALL PERSONALITY
One part of his true personality shines when he goes to his favorite stores. The kind of stores that don’t come up to absolutely every person with a smile, either you are known or your parents or known otherwise you are nothing to them type of stores. All the personnel know him well for Loki shops often and spends enough to make some people cry. Money means nothing to him and so do they. An employee once suggested a size two sizes too big for him once, and they were fired within the hour. Oh they needed the job to pay for mortgage, or raise their precious family? Well, they should have thought of that before they opened their black hole of a mouth to spew out filth at him.
Another part shines at school where students who’ve have multiple classes with him stays clear and some younger professors look at him with concern. Students have seen him giggling while skinning the cats for anatomy. If students didn’t take lab seriously he’d sit there rubbing his thumb over the handle of the scalpel glaring at the idiots. A girl noticed it once and asked if he was alright he smiled as cutely as ever and responded. “I was just thinking that it’d be cool if we could use human specimens for class. It’s a shame cadavers are so expensive.” She smiled weakly in return not really knowing how to respond. If she had known that the cadavers he wanted to use were sitting six feet from him she would’ve requested a different partner.
People outside of school, his ‘friends’ are people he grew up with mostly. People his father shoved in his direction because they were the children of his business partners or clients. They played nice in public around their parents and at school of course. But a few knew the darker side of Loki and would whisper to each other that they wouldn’t be surprised if a few years from then they found out he was a serial killer. But one thing always stayed consistent he would giggle and smile a joyful child they always said. An odd child maybe, laughing at horror movies like they were comedies, and rooting for the bad guy. Butterflies pinned on boards while still alive, but it was his bug collection they had to be pinned. A joyful child, but a dark child.
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Background ★ Info,
History,
This is not Loki’s story, this is his older brother Mizaki’s story.
For six years his family was perfect then his father went to Northern Africa and came back changed. His wife noticed his change but didn’t know what was wrong or what had caused it. It wasn’t overly hard to hide his secret being a business man that had business trips to disappear off on every month. She knew he was loose but she didn’t care as long as that ring was on his finger when he came home. Some might think that that meant she didn’t think very highly of herself, but she did. It was her money he came home to, it was her power over him of black mail, and he knew just as she did that she could ruin him. All he had to do was never leave her.
That arrangement changed when she gave birth to Loki.
It didn’t take long to find out what her youngest son was, and when he first shifted she screamed. He was nothing but a vile beast, and her husband was the filthy monster that had tainted her body. The first memory Loki has of his mother is her holding a bottle of expensive scotch telling him what a disgusting little creature he was. Growing up six years behind his big brother led to a giant gap that he desperately tried to close. Big brother was amazing in his eyes so smart and strong! Mizaki didn’t understand why his mother hated his baby brother so much at first but by the time Loki was five the hate had sunk in. His little brother meant nothing to him other than a disgrace on his family, so whenever he came back from boarding school he made Loki’s life miserable.
But Loki didn’t mind.
Mother was a beautiful Queen who had so many responsibilities to attend to and that’s why she never was able to see him. It wasn’t that looking at him made her sick. Brother was a handsome prince who was learning how to become a King to step into father’s shoes. That’s why he was gone overseas all the time, and he loved his little brother very much. That’s why he gave him so much attention whenever he came home. It wasn’t because his mother didn’t want her true son to be tainted by the creature, or that Mizaki was taking out all his frustrations out on the small boy. And his father lavished him with gifts: sweets, toys, a pony, absolutely anything the little chap asked for. It had nothing to do with the guilt he carried around for the way the other members of the family treated the darling boy.
No one stays naïve forever, no one stays blind to the truth.
By the time he was thirteen Loki did whatever he wanted with whomever he wanted. He still got anything he asked for from his father, and his mother by that time had drunk herself to death. His brother was in university and no one at school even knew he had a little brother. The first time he came home for winter break the two brother’s played the same games as always, but now Loki knew how to play. Mizaki never played again, and had to spend three weeks in the hospital. Turns out there’s a very vital artery near the place where the older brother liked to play.
From that time on Loki loved science.
Hallowed Nocturne members would come to his house seeing as his entire family belonged to the order. But all he saw them as were the people that his mother loved more than him. The people who fed the ideas that he was a monster into his mother’s head. Whether these ideas were true or not he didn’t care it was the truth in his eyes. If they all believed he was a monster then he’d become one. It doesn’t take much to make a monster. A few deep emotional scars, a dash of lies, and the right mindset. Loki was born with the right mindset with an animal who lived in his body.
With a giggle he began his life of murder.
The first animals he killed were bugs like many boys, but even at the young age of five he’d started to see the hate in his mother’s gaze. Yes, he ignored it for a long time like many children do to believe that their parents really do love them unconditionally. But by seven he’d killed the neighbor’s cat. The only one who saw was his nanny, a fellow lycanthrope herself she thought it was just an urge. That urge followed for years with other pets, wild animals, and other acts of violence. But they were always controlled acts. His eyes would grow dead and cold then it was over. Afterwards he’d be holding the bloodied body in his arms giggling away like a regular child. A happy joyful child.
It wasn’t until his second year in college did he kill his first human.
It was easy really. His major made you buy weapons for goodness sakes what is easier to cut flesh than a tool designed to cut flesh? Scalpels cut so smoothly so nicely. If the blade it sharp enough the person can be cut before they even realize they’ll be dead in five minutes. The one’s bought at school aren’t the best but he didn’t use his good scalpel at school, heavens no! Why waste a perfectly good tool on dead preserved animals? He’d bought his precious from the best medical supplies company in the country, or his father did anyway.
That carefully crafted piece of metal became a part of him as he learned to use it.
The first was a fellow student a boy who Loki quickly found out was smarter than he. Competition. True competition to the best spots in everything. Such a thing could not continue and one night after helping set up the lab for the next day they stopped at a park. The young man had recently confessed his liking of a girl in their class and Loki had promised to set them up on a date. Thinking this was the date the boy went happily. Six hours later perfectly dissected organs in jars the rest of the body was fed to Loki’s dogs. The organs were mailed to a location known for such enterprises of selling organs, but he kept the brain. The thing he’d hated most about the boy was now floating in a jar in a chest beneath his bed. Life was suddenly perfect.
It wasn’t long until he caught notice of the right sort of people.
The law never figured out it was him, but some with darker minds did. At first he blew them off not ready to believe that someone had found out about his little fun. He didn’t make the mistake to kill another student, but stuck to less noticeable kill. No more than twice a month of course didn’t want to become greedy. But he soon found out there were others like him those with dark minds, those that had been hurt. By age twenty he had the tattoo on his ankle and at least a dozen kills beneath his belt. Life was truly perfect.
★Circumstances of Transformation/Discovery: He was born this way; his father on the other hand contracted the lycanthrope strain on a “business trip” to Northern Africa. The woman he was”doing business” with happened to be a lycanthrope and bit him on the hand while he was sleeping after the “business meeting”. He believed the hyena with a diamond collar to be nothing but a docile pet so ignored the wound. Next thing he knew he was fuzzy on the full moon.
★Circumstances of Faction Initiation: Described in history if needed further details can be supplied. [/ul]
The ★ Puppeteer,
★ WHAT SHOULD WE CALL YOU? Thirteen
★ HOW TO CONTACT YOU? Pm, but if necessary messenger
★ HOW DID YOU FIND US? Proboards support
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FACE CLAIM
[color=e10e3f]★[/color] [b]TERUMICHI, SHIBAIKE[/b], [s] Loki, Kichirou [/s]
The ★ Copyright,
Rosen Nocturne Kai & Kiare.♥
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