Post by pure on Jan 24, 2011 23:43:16 GMT -5
[/font]KYOSUKEPUREREGENT!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Alex. I am 15 and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for three years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have Ariana Angel Savant and Ryan Saver Savant on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by emailing me.
Name: Kyosuke "Pure" Regent
Nickname: Kyo
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Member Group: Demigod, Senior - Son of Poseidon
Appearance: Yes, this guy has a six pack and all the good stuff that girls love just to let you know. Kyosuke has medium length hair and he doesn't plan on cutting it anytime soon. He has somewhat whitish/yellowish skin because of his grandparents and purple eyes. He also bears one large scar on his back that is still visible from an incident a long time ago. Kyosuke would often wear sharp looking suits because of his mom. He still remembers her saying, "If you look good, you'll feel good." Kyosuke's height is about 6'3" and he weighs about 146lb.
Personality:
Likes: Martial Arts, aggresive sports, a good fight, Poseidon's children, girls, his bed(you know what I mean), fishes, and swimming
Dislikes: Any other different Demigod that is a male, pollution, cocky people, poachers, and loan sharks,
Mother: Kiko Regent, 37, Nurse
Father: Poseidon, God Of The Sea
Siblings: N/A
Pets: A pigeon called Serenity
History: Kiko, Kyosuke's mom had lived a harsh life, as she was forced to study with rest. At the age of 16, Kiko got sick of it, and ran away with the little allowance she had saved up, and ended up near the sea. This is where she had met Poseidon, and they fell in love. Unfortunately, Poseidon couldn't stay, but granted the son that Kiko had always wanted. Kyosuke's mother, Kiko, had a Japanese mother and an American father, which makes Kyosuke Japanese American.
That child was Kyosuke. While growing up, Kyosuke would often be picked on, or ignored by his fellow classmates. Through all of the torture in school, Kyosuke had gained the ability to become aggresive. Throughout the years, Kyosuke had become calmer, and gained the trust of many. At the age of 15, Kyosuke had learned Martial Arts from a self defense class, and had used it on a student while he was a senior after the student cut his back with a knife. The boy was severely injured and the school had no choice but to expel Kyosuke. Even after being expelled from the school, Kyosuke's mom did not lose faith in him one bit. Kyosuke felt guilty, and volunteered to help her find a highschool where he could go to, and that's where he found Richmond High.
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Roleplay Post
About a demon that posessed a teenager.
The sun shone brightly upon Mariner Bay as teenagers proceeded to switch classes. They all smiled, looking eagered to finish the day and hang out with their friends after school. It was a typical day at Mariner Bay High, students talked, laughed, studied, and when school ended, they would swarm out of the frontdoors, mind set on what they should do next.
Deimos distanced himself from the highschool, unsure whether he should walk right in, or stay outside and observe. He, of course, was "Anthony" right now. Closing his eyes, Deimos scanned through his host's memories, searching for more information on humans, but the more answers Deimos found, the more questions he would find himself asking. Humanity seemed to have changed slightly from when he had stepped foot on it, and Anthony's memories only reassured him even more.
"I'll need more information on "them" if I have any chance of finding the key." Deimos scowled as he cracked his knuckles. His right arm throbbed as he made his way closer towards the gates of Mariner Bay High. Swearing under his breath, Deimos crouched down, and held his right arm. Though it had been a few years since Deimos's "rebirth", the gauntlet turned out to be a problem child. It would often appear when it was not needed, and consistently drain Deimos's power when he was not careful.
Deimos distanced himself from the highschool, unsure whether he should walk right in, or stay outside and observe. He, of course, was "Anthony" right now. Closing his eyes, Deimos scanned through his host's memories, searching for more information on humans, but the more answers Deimos found, the more questions he would find himself asking. Humanity seemed to have changed slightly from when he had stepped foot on it, and Anthony's memories only reassured him even more.
"I'll need more information on "them" if I have any chance of finding the key." Deimos scowled as he cracked his knuckles. His right arm throbbed as he made his way closer towards the gates of Mariner Bay High. Swearing under his breath, Deimos crouched down, and held his right arm. Though it had been a few years since Deimos's "rebirth", the gauntlet turned out to be a problem child. It would often appear when it was not needed, and consistently drain Deimos's power when he was not careful.
