Post by amaya hisoka siriano on Apr 7, 2013 17:32:28 GMT
Amaya Hisoka Siriano
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Hey, my name is...Amaya Hisoka Siriano
But most call me... Amaya, Ama, Ama-tan (if you must)
If you want to, you can label me... homosexual
I've been on this earth for... 20
Which means I was born... October 10
I was bitten... when I was 16
I'm a... student
And only a... 2nd year
My eyes are... black
And my hair is... black
One could say... I'm a pretty average Asian guy, maybe a bit on the tall side. So, average to you Europeans. I'm by no means muscular, thin and all, but I'd like to think I'm attractive.
I'm normally seen wearing... black, with some blues, purples, or grays. I refuse to wear other, light colors, excepting for my gold necklace that my mother gave me, which I wear under all my clothes.
And I supposedly look like... Kim Jae Wook ((yes, I know he's Korean, and Ama's Japanese, but hey, Kim grew up in Japan/speaks fluent Japanese, so whatever))
All round, I'm... not really the talkative type. A lot of shit happened to me, so I pretty much hate everything.
I'm in love with... not a lot? A few people who aren't horrible. Good poetry. My dead mother. Classical art. Music that displays the pain in my life. That's about it.
Though I detest... 99.9% of everything and everyone. Oh, specifics? Hm. Stupid people. Dumbass dads. Drunks. Food. Twilight. Whores. Arguments. Love....may go on?
But my best assets are... my advanced literary skills (when I bother with it), my exceptional judgmental eye.
However my worst are... extreme emotional instability, lack of social skills.
And I dream of... nothing. I'm an absurdist. Go look it up.
My life story... what? Now I have to give you guys my life story? Serious? That's a crappy novel in the making. But fine. Whatever.
First thing you should know is that my dad was total douche. CEO, all the money in the world, all the girls he could want. And all the drink he could ingest. from what I know via the local bar, my mum was one of the earlier ones, when he'd only just become an alcoholic, so I like to think that she wasn't a total slut: maybe she actually was with him because she cared about him or whatever.
Anyways. They never married, but here I am.
Back to daddy, along with being an alcoholic, he tended to get abusive. Beat me and mommy. One day, he took it too far, and mommy died. I was four.
He got away with it since he had the money to bribe the officers in the area, and the court, and the witnesses. Not only that, but among his new girls (younger and prettier each time) two more of 'em died. I was lucky to make it as long as I did.
As an artist, I was able to find myself survive through dark clothes writing, music and painting, the whole deal. Kept me alive for a while. But eventually I realized that I was dying. At fifteen, I hacked into my daddy's piggy band, stole a few hundred thousand (he never found out) and ran out.
I had an excellent year. Found people who were like me. Had sex. Realized how women turned me off. Partied. Won't ever forget that year.
Somewhere along the lines, I went home with this guy who...had a different aura. Just figured he was the charismatic type, you know? Lucky me, he was a werewolf. Turned me. I won't give you the bloody details, but he took me to Europe, and I lived with him for another set of years. During that time, my daddy dearest died of alcohol poisoning. Then one day I awoke here, in front of the school. I guess it had something to do with the almighty headmistress.
And that's about it. Now I'm here, and now you know my sad, depressing life story. Happy?
I was born to... Sousuke Uzuki, and Karin Siriano (took my mother's last name)[/color]
My ooc name is... Loliet
And I've been roleplaying... 6+ years
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED