GRAY, ALEX

[ALEX AKIHIKO GRAY]

ALEX AKIHIKO GRAY
Red-soaked fingertips dye the atmosphere with fluttering butterfly tears
And all is turned to sand... Shining, make you cry

NICKNAMES: Lexxie
GENDER: Male
ANIMAL: Eurasian Lynx
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
AGE: Eighteen
GRADE: Senior
SCHEDULE:

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

My ultimate love goes to the arts. I enjoy creative writing, literature and drawing. Before my mom became bedridden, she taught me to play the violin and keyboard. She was a beautiful musician. Still is. I enjoy playing for her at night. Cooking and baking have been a regular part of my life since I was ten years old, but it definitely hasn’t become less enjoyable. My simpler likes include lying amongst the roses in the garden and listening to music. I love feeling at peace with everything around me. My mom doesn’t know this, but I sneak out of my room through my window at midnight every night to take walks in the moonlight. I love the sunset, as well as the rain. I’m a sucker for sweets! I love sugar. Now, to the less tame side of myself… I can’t resist flirting. Even though I’m bisexual, I like guys more. It’s fun.

Now for the things that don’t appeal to me. I can’t stand country music. Rock, metal and anything Japanese or Korean any day, but please, not country. Even though I love the rain, the thunder that comes with it scares me half to death! I dislike the taste of coffee. Love the smell, but not the taste. I don’t like people that are judgemental. It’s completely unnecessary. And romance films! I don’t like them. Maybe it’s because I don’t have a lover? I’m not sure.

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

What am I like? I have my fair share of positive and negative traits.

In school, I’d like to think that I’ve been a well-behaved student. Ok, I have gotten detention a couple of times for falling asleep during class. But what can I say? The night time scene suits me better. I enjoy my schoolwork and always finish my homework and assignments on time. Quite a bit of my spare time is spent on extra research, reading and studying. I hate being called “studious”, but I guess that’s what I am.

I’m an overall friendly person. I’ll say hi and wave at my friends; I’ll strike up a conversation with a stranger now and again. Hmm, I really don’t think I have what it takes to be nasty with someone, well, unless you make me really mad. Kind-heartedness comes naturally to me. Maybe because I’m at such peace with everything? Not just towards people, but to nature as well. I’ve been told that I’m a good listener. A lot of my female friends turn to me if something is bothering them and are in search of advice and/or support. I’m good for venting to as well. I’ll try to help out where ever I can.

If there is at least one major flaw in me, it’s my temper. I flare up pretty easily and my entire personality goes cold. When I’m really mad, I’m not scared to start a fight either. Even with my condition, I’m pretty strong. It takes a lot to get me mad, but if you threaten or treat badly the people that are dear to me, you may regret it. Also, when I am mad, I become extremely impulsive.

I’m not sure if this is a positive or negative trait, but I’m rather indecisive. I colour my bangs blonde for one week, and then black the next. I then alternate between the two colours as the rest of my hair stays blonde. This might be obsessive compulsive, but I simply can’t go a single day without my black eyeliner. I’d go insane if I had to look at myself in a mirror and not see it shrouding my eyes.

THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL.

It’s not really a secret, but I don’t openly share this. My middle name, “Akihiko”, was given to me by my godmother, Shizuma Tanaka (who I call "mom"). When I turned ten, Shizuma was diagnosed with Motor Neuron Disease. We have a nurse that stays with us to look after her while I study. To have a source of income, I provide beginner lessons in playing the keyboard and violin.

The reason I sometimes walk with a crutch is because my muscles in my legs aren’t developing properly. But I don’t tell people that! My usual excuse is that I don’t pay attend to my surroundings, causing me to trip, fall and sprain my ankle.

I’m terrified of thunder! I often curl up shivering under my blankets with all my pillows stacked on top of me

OOC

YOUR NAME: Tommy
YOUR GENDER: Male
RP EXAMPLE:


What was that feeling? Agito wondered to himself. It felt like a mixture of quite different sensations. A tingle, a cold touch, an electrical shock, a prickling sensation. None of these descriptions could quite grasp what he felt. Never in his life had a single feeling triggered so many thoughts at one. He knew the very huge possibility that the sensation could have been the very thing that he had been waiting for, for as long as he could remember. This was all rather confusing for Agito. I need a mirror…Where will I find a bathroom with a decent-sized mirror? I have to see for myself.

Offered the bag of dumplings, Agito smiled to the stranger as he carefully removed one from its packaging. “Arigato,” he said, as he took a little bite from the delicious treat. The younger male had not had a dumpling in ages, and this one tasted like heaven to him. He was not too sure if it was the vendor’s talent or the kindness of the stranger that made it taste so good. Agito savoured the taste, his tail swishing happily. He took another bite and wiped his mouth soon after. “It’s really good,” he confirmed.

Agito picked up his bass guitar and bag and slung in over either shoulder. He never liked leaving his belonging on the ground. Even in his apartment, all of his instruments were somewhat or other way elevated from the floor. He adjusted the strap to a better length. The weight of the guitar came down hard on his shoulder. He flinched slightly.

I have to remind myself to get padding for this thing, he said mentally. Agito usually wore a jacket when carrying his bass guitar as the weight of the instrument made the strap cut into his shoulder, despite the fact that he wore a t-shirt.

The younger had carefully eyed the stranger as he touched the small of his back. He quirked an eyebrow at first, but lightly shook his head soon after. His mind was racing. He was not as what to think, say or do. Despite all the hype in Agito’s mind, he also thought of other logical explanations. Perhaps the stranger had a mecial-related pain in his back? Perhaps yes. Perhaps not. Agito shifted on the spot.

Agito’s black feline ears perked up as the stranger called his name. The green-eyed boy loved the way the older male said his name. Then, the stranger mentioned his own name. Agito tilted his head in an almost cute way.

“Hideto-sama… A beautiful name for a beautiful person,” Agito said, smiling.

An expression of confusion swept over Agito after hearing Hideto speak a complex word. How did the word come about? Did Hideto… read it somewhere? But where? Where?

“Ephemeral? As in the word meaning ‘only lasting a short period of time’?” he asked, now completely confused. What could it all mean? Unless… “Hideto-sama… could you be my…?”

But the young man couldn’t find it in himself to complete his question. He swallowed heavily, his lips quivering.

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[Reptilian Rissa]

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