Post by eleni on Jun 13, 2010 2:48:05 GMT -5
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HELLO MY NAME IS KATO YUKIMURA AND I AM THIRTY YEARS OLD. I'M A INCUBUS AND RANK AS N/A AND I WAS BORN ON 20/OCTOBER/1979 IN JAPAN. MY NATIONALITY IS JAPANESE. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE SHOU FROM ALICE NINE. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM SARCASTIC, CONSERVATIVE, AND ASSERTIVE. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY LELIN.CODEWORD: IVORY
JUST A NOTE: Since Incubi are born with “unnatural” hair colours, this muse dyed his originally blue hair, and if you squint REAL HARD at the picture, his eyes are actually… purple.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:The year-round number of times which Kato Yuu had found himself wishing for his ever-so-whiny brother to just shut up and take it like a real man was, quite frankly, impressively depressing. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, two whines a day, and one swear a minute was, in his eyes, enough to make his presumably combustible temper to, well, combust with a furious rage, smoke and fire and all coming out of his ears and nostrils. But thank heavens, considering this was his brother, his family he was dealing with right now, none of that happened, nor would it for lord-knows-how-long. But for that sole reason that was more emotional than ethical, he was forced to stay by Shin's side in the institute’s dining hall that would have normally pissed the living hell out of him, if it weren't for his sibling who was, in all the world's honesty, bitching to him about how he got dumped by some girl again. And with the fact that he was still single and not as successful as he thought he would be in the flirting compartment, Yuu's mood was growing obnoxiously dim.
Being the pessimistic one of the two, Shin was apparently too miserable to realize that his elder brother was a failure when it came to females, and so decided to spend the night next to him, downing a rather frightening amount of sparkling apple juice (Appletizer makes the world go round! No argue here.) swiftly, one right after the other, barely leaving any room to just breathe between the sloshing of dark gold liquid. Yuu himself was deeply amazed by the younger vampire's stupidity; wasn't it he who once said even a partially drunk hobo could see Yuu was not barely one-quarter of a lady killer's shadow? But of course, as their mother once told them after catching them watching Saw III which didn't do much justice to the first and second Saw movies (not that this has anything to do with the current situation Yuu was suffering in, but oh well) and was being loaded by questions that were all among the line of, 'Why did we bust our allowance on such horrible crap?', some questions are better left alone. Which, in this particular scenario, meant that if one somehow saw Yuu and Shinji at the moment, one was to quickly walk the other direction and ignore Yuu's look of Desperation and Plea.
"Why, Onii-chan?" Shin wailed again, this time clutching at his arm, nearly knocking the beverage glass over the bar table. "Why me? Why? Why? Whyyyyyy?"
If it weren't for the fact that this was his precious little brother he was trying to cheer up, Yuu would have laughed. Instead, he just bit his lower lip and continued to stare, admittedly surprised that Shin still hadn't figured out that the most valid reason of his being ditched by a uber hot one-week-stand (actually, not really, as there was no intercourse involved but for the sake of Shin, let’s just say they made out on a regular basis) was no doubt his attire, which basically consisted of a horribly cliché-looking gold medallion that did nothing but enhance his ultra-fawking-stick-thinness, not to mention jeans that were too baggy (thus making him seem shorter than he was already), a torn, ragged shirt that had clearly belonged to the girl, whatever her name was, different coloured socks, and mismatched boots. Oh yes, fashion disaster. And although Yuu, as it was stated earlier, had barely any knowledge of the female mind (hence his preference for guys instead), he had enough common sense to actually know girls went for men who were at least decent looking. And what Shin wore tonight was by no means ‘decent looking’. In fact, it was so fail that no one in their right minds would call it epic or laugh at it. Shin was just that screwed.
Quickly letting out a quiet sigh, he stared down at his plate, trying to put the internal dilemma-war pounding on in his head to a stop. To be frank, he honestly wouldn’t mind bailing out of his whiny brother’s life for a while, even ten minutes… especially when said sibling was wasted on apple juice. Oh, joyous life. Now, if someone- anyone- could just cut in and save him right now…
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