Post by `archadia on Sept 22, 2009 22:14:35 GMT -5
TETSUO, WATANABE
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...The Face Behind the Mask
[/size][/center][/b]Name: archadia
Age: eighteen
Gender: female
Roleplaying Experience: seven?
How you came to our lovely site?: The Show Must Go On
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...New Face..Ever Changing Place
[/size][/center][/b]Name: watanabe tetsuo
Gender: male
Age: seventeen
Hair Color: shoulder length violet
Eye Color: crimson
Height: five feet, two inches
Weight: one hundred twelve pounds
Sexual Preference: homosexual [curious/confused]
Parents: watanabe yukio [50] & watanabe aya [46]
Sibling/s[If Any]: none [/size]
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...Deep Down..What Makes you Itch..Makes You Tick
[/size][/center][/b]Likes: reading, logic, hot drinks [ie: coffee, hot chocolate], art, praise, self-satisfaction, being warm, heavy blankets, art, conversation, being included, art
Dislikes: things out of order, people that can't take a hint, questioning himself, his height, his height being brought up, being flustered, how often he gets flustered, being caught off guard, not knowing what to say, awkward silences, anything worse than his best
Nervous Habits: pushing his glasses up, hugging things to his chest, letting his imagination get the better of him
Fears: humiliation, bugs, being short forever
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...What Do You See In The Mirror And Believe..
[/size][/center][/b]Appearance:
Tetsuo has a very delicate appearance, from his slight stature to the curves of his figure to the structure of his face. While the mix-up is quickly cleared without aloud questions, Tetsuo is unconscious of how often he is mistaken for a girl at first glance. His skin is creamy, lavender hair curving around his face to define his high cheekbones and the smooth point of his chin. He has a brilliant smile even at half and often his nose scrunches up when he's thoroughly amused. He wears glasses that are a bit out of fashion only because he hasn't any clue what's 'in' or 'out.' His eyesight is ridiculously poor without lenses, a plausible reason as to why his eyes are pigmented an unnatural crimson. He's cute to say the least, his small height and girlish features making him quite susceptible to both genders.
Personality:
Tetsuo is a very down-to-earth boy. He is honest, if a bit blunt, and finds pleasure in small things. He views the world with a critical but appreciating eye brought on by his adoration for art. While he can't do anything artistic to save his life, art is nearly a religion to him. He does, however, lack the ability to see the art of his own appearance, finding his feminine features and short height a burden. He does not like it being brought up, his height more than his face. At least he can take the latter as a compliment. He's frustrated easily, usually brought onto himself. Tetsuo often loses track of realism when setting goals for himself. He often exhausts himself by expecting too much to please his teachers and parents. Tetsuo is prone to lashing out if provoked when he's failed one of his impossible goals. Overall, he's quite friendly, attracted to conversation and other people.
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...A Touch Of The Past..
[/size][/center][/b]History:
Since birth, Tetsuo has been expected to succeed. Son to a very upstanding businessman and woman, his future was set out before he was even created in a womb. Fortunately, Tetsuo was conceived with both his parent's intelligence. He would be able to fulfill their dreams if he so wished it. However, Tetsuo is not at all interested in the art of business. It's a bit of information he's told quite a few people, just not the people that need to know. Because of his parent's expectations, Tetsuo often expects to much from himself. Grades other kids would murder for are often not good enough for the boy. Often, his sights are set far too high and he will struggle himself into frustrated tears, feeling as though he's failed not only himself but his parents and his teachers and his classmates.
The most prominent part of Tetsuo's entire life is art. At an early he began to draw. And at an early age he learned what are was. Tetsuo's luck seemed to run dry quite quickly. Not only had he inherited his parent's wisdom, he had acquired their combined lack of artistic skill. Nothing even remotely artistic could be drawn from his hand, save perhaps, his small and curly handwriting. But Tetsuo knew what art was and he knew when something was wonderful and when it was worth nothing. As a child he'd spend hours in museums, staring at pictures other children moved quickly passed. He understood. While he had no talent for it himself, he could at least try to make others understand. Tetsuo does not want the positions his parents offer him. He'd much rather spend his life fawning over paintings, sculptures, models. Somehow, he'll tell them.
RP Sample: see alexandros, ne?
