Post by faceofbear on Sept 20, 2011 1:26:08 GMT -5
SebaHiro
Man is anguish.
Man is anguish.
FULL NAME.[/size][/color]
Seba, Hiro
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AGE & BIRTHDATE.[/size][/color]
13, Jult 31stst/th.
GENDER.[/size][/color]
Male
RANKING.[/size][/color]
Digidestined
DIGIEGG or OCCUPATION.[/size][/color]
Dragon / Holy
FACE CLAIM.[/size][/color]
Kozato Enma from Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
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APPEARANCE.[/size][/color]
Hiro dresses very minimally to begin with. A plain black jacket with a white border over the stitching to complete the hem. Underneath that a yellow hooded sweatshirt with a black stylized roman-esque E emblazoned in black, a permanent notion on his stance of existence. Black pants that match the shade of his jacket to the Pantone and a pair of black dress shoes that despite their rigid construction provide a great amount of mobility and ease of walking. His hair a deep red, nigh crimson color that matches his eyes which are a bit of an unnatural color and shape. Hiro was born with a pigmentation disorder in both his eyes and hair giving him such a unique look to his face, though the rest of his body remains unchanged by this genetic deviation.
His build is generic if not a little bit too slim. In a sense his body looks frail, weak, as if a slight breeze would knock the life out of Hiro. This is of course not the case as despite his weak disposition, Hiro’s body frame is actually quite strong and resilient. His lack of posture, however, doesn’t let that be known instantly and often times he is underestimated just based on pure physical stature alone. Hiro’s eyes seem almost lifeless in their outlook, partly due to his pupil being slightly mutated as a result of his genetic anomaly. This trait gives Hiro a bit of a creepy stare and most people try not to look in his eyes for very long. His overall lack of confidence in his movement as well as his incredibly clumsy nature, cuts, scrapes and bruises lead many to believe that Hiro is just a useless boy who will get in the way.
PERSONALITY.[/size][/color]
Hiro is quite by nature, not saying much, never wanting to voice an opinion. He swallows whatever words he wants to say most of the time and buries them deep down inside of his soul. Some would call this habit dangerous, though for Hiro there is no other way to live. He has been this way ever since he was a child, his low self esteem and penchant for being negative has given him the nickname “King of Negativity” amongst his classmates and those he meets in the digital world, though the name has variants and of course isn’t always exactly as such. Some find this trait of Hiro to be funny and like being around him anyway, despite this fact.
Hiro is incredibly clumsy, evident by the copious amounts of cuts, scrapes and bandages that cover his body. He falls over nothing, his own feet, a pebble in the road. Anything in the world, you name it, Hiro has tripped over it or dropped it. This trait of clumsiness is often a point of comedic interest for those around Hiro and he cannot help but sometimes chuckle too, he really does see himself as a hopeless individual with no weight in existence as far as he can tell. In his speech he is also almost clumsy, often stuttering of sputtering words out of his mouth and explaining things very slowly and methodically.
Digimon fascinate Hiro to no end, going out of his way to observe and follow them as they are in nature. Often this leads to him tripping through jungles and almost fall off of sheer cliffs but watching Digimon is a hobby that Hiro thoroughly enjoys a bit more than anything. He is however afraid to approach most Digimon and when they come near him he often fumbles away and tries to retreat to a safe location. Despite his nature and attitude it seems that Hiro has a specific charm about him that seems to attract good natured people to his genuine attitude and outlook, despite being so overwhelmingly negative, he at least calls it as he sees it.
HISTORY.[/size][/color]
hometown; Nara, Japan
family members; Seba, Jun [Father]; Seba, Hiroko [Mother] ; Seba, Kurono [Little Brother]
Hiro was born on a sunny day in July, the perfect weather for a happy child to come into the world. What was instantly notable about young Hiro was his red, crimson eyes and the few strands of his hair that matched. His parents were assured he would grown out of it, he didn’t. It wasn’t a big deal however and as a child growing up in Nara, Hiro was supremely happy and would often run away and play with many of the copious deer in the area. His clumsy nature was apparent even as a child and often Hiro would come home covered in cuts and bruises.
In school Hiro was picked on because of his hair and eyes, always the brunt of the jokes of the bullies. Not all kids were mean, though usually they kept their distance from him as to not get into the crossfire. Why should they stick their neck out for this strange kid with the crimson hair anyway? Hiro began to develop a complex about his looks and began to withdraw himself from those around him. A bit of a recluse, the teasing eventually tapered off but Hiro never gained any lasting friends.
His family moved to Tokyo during Hiro’s first year of middle school and on entering a new classroom, children began to talk about the strange boy. Rumors of him being a terrorist, drug dealer, thug, murdered, even a serial rapist began to spread through the school like an infectious virus that covered his social life in this taint. Not everyone bought into the lies however and some tried to approach him, only to be put off by Hiro’s strange mannerisms and speech. A speech that sounds cocky yet stupid at the same time, as if he was proud of his ignorance. Hiro simply lives day by day...
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ONLINE HANDLE.[/size][/color]
Souretsu / KickHopper
AGE.[/size][/color]
21
OTHER CHARACTERS?[/size][/color]
NAN
PRETTY PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME...[/size][/color]
Ryudramon and Labramon
RP SAMPLE.[/size][/color]
This was a bit of a... womanizer on another RP. Not a Digimon one. Think it displays my style quite nicely:
“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and one, two, three, four...” Keiji awoke to the sound of a woman’s voice in his ear. Or, what would have been his ear if he was not a fair distance away. Sleeping in his favorite bush at a local park, a ploy to get away from being cooped up in Deka Base all day, he could tell just by her tone that she was beautiful. The soft vibrato of her voice lifted him up from his slumber and from the bushes he peeked out at her. Wearing a spandex something-or-other she was stretching he hamstrings while counting aloud. Sweat bands on her wrists and head, she was obviously a runner. He could tell by her thighs. He could only see her from behind but, so far, he liked what he saw. Keiji blushed and seemingly melted through the bushes, appearing behind her in a suave motion.
“Excuse me miss but, you wouldnt happen to have the time... would you?” Raising his eyebrow to her as she turned. He was so spot on, so smooth, she had to accept and when she did, oh boy would she be a lucky woman! She would be asked out and then promptly to be wed to him. It was her lucky day, that’s for sure.
On turning around, Keiji immediately fell over off his feet as what he once identified as “her” was... well... not so much. Scratching the buldge in his spandex as the stranger snorted and laughed. “Yeah stud, eleven o’ clock.” In that sweet feminine tone. Rubbing his mustache before briskly jogging away. Keiji, still on the floor almost choking from his own vomit, managed to gargle out.
“Can’t judge a book by it’s back cover...”
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