Post by keicere on Oct 10, 2011 9:47:13 GMT -5
HayashiJinsuke
open my eyes,
it was only just a dream
open my eyes,
it was only just a dream
FULL NAME.[/size][/color]
Hayashi Jinsuke
NICKNAME(S).[/size][/color]
Jin
AGE & BIRTHDATE.[/size][/color]
16, June 7th.
GENDER.[/size][/color]
male
RANKING.[/size][/color]
AIR member.
OCCUPATION.[/size][/color]
Digimon Hunter
FACE CLAIM.[/size][/color]
Zeref from Fairy Tail
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APPEARANCE.[/size][/color]
The first thing you’d notice about Jinsuke is his small figure, reaching no more than 5 foot 4. Jin looks incredibly fragile, having feminine features such as his slim body. He looks underfed, as if he came from a poor background - back that‘s not the case. His skin has a slight tan and his features clearly show his Japanese heritage. Jin’s eyes are heavy and deep shade of brown, but only in the light can you see his true colours, otherwise they are just black, resembling the night sky.
His hair is jet black, reaching down just below his ear. His sides are brushed forward, revealing his ears and his fringe covers the centre of his forehead, with two small gaps separating his fringe from his sides. Both inside and outside of the Digital World, the clothes that Jin wears are quite casual. A t-shirt, jeans, maybe a jacket if it’s cold. Often times, you’d see him wearing the same clothes, which isn’t much of a surprise.
PERSONALITY.[/size][/color]
People would consider Jinsuke to be a ’bad’ or ’evil’ person because of his affiliation with A.I.R. In Jin‘s eyes, it is the exact opposite. Before his knowledge of digimon, Jin had always been left out. Whether it was his fellow class mates or his neighbours that lived a few houses from his own, he never got along with them. Not that he didn‘t want to be friends, it wasn‘t like he wanted to be alone. He was simply ignored and pushed aside by the others. All in all, it depends on how you view Jin. His job may be viewed by many as evil, forcefully capturing digimon and partnering them with those who aren‘t ‘chosen‘. The way he sees it, he‘s doing it with good intentions in mind, so that not all kids will be like himself when he were young - alone.
Jinsuke is on the quiet side, never really speaking out and even when he does, he lets nothing more than a whisper escape his lips. It’s due to the fact he’s used to being alone. However, when situations occur and they go against his views, he won’t be afraid to stand up for his own beliefs. His character isn’t strong, he’s aware he can only do so much, yet he’s not afraid. Many say it’s his bravery, others say he’s plain stupid.
He’s incredibly loyal toward his A.I.R. superiors. Many would question his reasons, since what they did were known to be greedy and corrupted. But it’s because they gave Jinsuke a future. He didn’t have many talents, yet they had accepted him. Whether it was out of pity or sympathy, it didn’t change the fact he could help other children. He dismisses how others view his work, it was his job. He doesn’t consider himself evil, so why should he care about how he is judged by others?
Though he works to his fullest potential, one of the many reasons why he likes his job is because the freedom he is given. He is free to do what he wants in the real world and free to roam the digital world, as long as he does his job correctly and brings back wild digimon for the market.
HISTORY.[/size][/color]
hometown; Hong Kong, China.
family members;
Unknown [Father]
Hayashi Ami [Mother]
Tanaka Shou [Step Father]
Jinsuke was born without ever knowing his father. All he was told was that he was, or maybe still is, a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong. His parents disliked Jin’s mother. And for that particular reason, his father was forced to leave the pair. He never tried to contact Jinsuke or his mother, even if he knew of his existence. It just showed how useless his father really is.
Jinsuke lived his first seven years in Hong Kong, speaking fluent Cantonese and some mandarin. At home, he would speak Japanese with his mother, which is her native tongue. Jin was never talented at anything. An average student, scoring regular grades. Sometimes getting an A, where he would receive praise and at times receiving no more than a D, where he could still clearly remember the times his mother would tell him how hard life will be unless he improved. He wanted to do just as his mother wanted, but it wasn’t one of his positive traits to be able to study hard. He wasn’t a natural genius either, quite the opposite. Not that he was stupid, just not the book smart type.
Then when he turned 8, his mother made a big decision to move back to Japan, where she would be remarried to his now step father, Shou. He always kept his distance between him and his new father. It didn’t feel right. After many years without a father, he couldn’t cope with the sudden change.
In school, he was always the one to be picked on. Most likely due to the fact he came from Hong Kong, in simpler words, he was a foreigner despite his Japanese heritage. It was mainly during his first few years in Japan where he’d developed his sense of loneliness.
In recent years, his step father had received a promotion. That meant moving to a new town. A new beginning. His life begun in Odaiba. It was mainly around this time he‘d discovered the existence of digimon. And eventually, he himself wished to be chosen to escape his desperate loneliness.
Jinsuke eventually joined AIR and despite knowing how they treated digimon at times, he became a digimon hunter. Many viewed him as cruel and evil, but his actions are in his eyes, for a greater good, to help other people in escaping their loneliness.
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ONLINE HANDLE.[/size][/color]
Keicere
AGE.[/size][/color]
16
PLEASE DON’T GIVE ME . . .[/b][/size]
Veemon / Burgermon
RP SAMPLE.[/size][/color]
RP from Justice League Revived
Alex half sighed as Amanda rolled over to get Phantasm's items. He didn't hate smokers. He held nothing against them. In a nice way, he thought they were stupid. In a more aggressive tone, he thought they were mentally retarded people that wanted to die early, instead of living out their lives. Then again, their lives would be pretty boring and useless anyway, maybe it was right for them to pass on. Either way, the effects were bad. Some women he had been with were smokers, he ignored the repulsive taste in their mouth as he kissed each and everyone of them.
Alex was tempted to stop Amanda from getting up. There wasn't a need. He half hoped Kassandra could live without the smoking, but he was probably hoping for too much He disliked the distinctive smell of smoke in the hotel room. He wouldn't be coming back to it, but couldn't she just wait until after he had gone? He sighed, his free arm hovering over his face as small rays of light reached through the small gaps by the curtains. "She's right, you know." He said, agreeing with Amanda as she told Kassandra an after effect of smoking.
He felt a light weight jumping onto his lower body, he groaned slightly by reflex. He didn't quite expect Amanda to jump onto him. It was too early and his body was definitely complaining, he could feel some muscles giving out in slight pain. But he forgot all about it as their lips met. She was rather seductive. Of course, Alex already knew. He had just spent the previous night with her. But with girls, he usually just grew bored the day after. After they left, it was rare for Alex to seek them out again. Usually they came running back.
Alex grinned. "Being rich is great... I can get anything I want with my money." It was true. Everything he wanted, could be bought with money. Be it a new sports car or maybe some limited edition clothing. Even women could be bought and used with money, but what would be the fun in that? He enjoyed challenges, it gave off a great feeling if he were to succeed. Getting girls into bed was somewhat like a challenge of a varying degree. Some were easier, some were harder. But Alex never failed, despite how long it might take, he'd always get what he'd wanted.
He sat up from his position, his hands cradling Amanda by the waist. His head was lightly put against her chest. "What does it feel like sleeping with a man like me. Rich, famous, handsome... And I'm pretty good, right?" He grinned.
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