SATOU, cyan

[cyan hunter satou]

CYAN HUNTER SATOU
she says she wants to be friends, i took a big step back
with one finger, i said fuck that

NICKNAMES: Cy, Cy-chan, Crayon, Crayola
GENDER: Male
ANIMAL: Ferret
SEXUALITY: Pansexual
AGE: Twenty-five
OCCUPATION: Japanese teacher

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

You wanna know a few things I like? Well here's a huge fuckin' list for ya! I love colors, piercings and tattoos, computers and hacking into your daddy's porn stash, fire, and visual kei music from Japan.

Wanna piss me off? Here's a way to do it. Make me bleed, call the police on me, give me a difficult computer program to hack, or get a big dog for Christmas. I'll punch you in the face for any one of those. K? K.

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

I don't really like to go in depth about myself because really, just get to know me or get the hell away! Stop reading about me. It's creepy. But for you creepy bastards out there.. here goes. I guess you could say that I am a bit reformed. A bit, let me emphasize the bit part. I've done a lot of bad things and I've had a wild streak.. and from it all, I've developed a really thick outer shell. I'm not gonna trust you right off the bat. You gotta earn that. If I come off as not caring, it's cause I probably hate you. Wait. Rewind that. Redo. It's because I want to seem like I don't care when in reality I do.. might.. possibly.. maybe.

I can be loud. I can also be obnoxious. I can perhaps be loud and obnoxious at the same exact time. Great, innit? I can promise you that I will always fail to know when to shut the hell up. Sometimes I do it on purpose, sometimes I'm just oblivious. Sometimes I really just wanna piss people off.

I am good though, I swear. I can be compassionate if I care about you enough. If you don't irritate me and/or I love you, I'm pretty much someone you can count on to keep your secrets in check. Hell, we all got secrets. I'm passionate about live and the people I love.

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

- Spent a year in jail in Japan for theft.
- Wants to screw the headmaster.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: Rissa
YOUR GENDER: Female
RP EXAMPLE:

To say that he was relieved when the woman in front of him started speaking in Japanese was a complete understatement. A whole new world of possibilities had just unfolded like the petals of a freshly blooming flower. If the two had been forced to become stuck in the horrible and very awkward limbo of not being able to communicate, things between them would have dropped off and died very quickly. But this woman was pretty, and Cyan most definitely would have noted their lack of conversation as something to be saddening.

A rather large grin started to tug at the corners of his lips, quickly spreading across his face and sparkling within his dark brown eyes. "It's my fault for being a dumb ass and trying to talk to you in French in the first place. The thing is, I don't really understand too many people here.." It was painfully true. They were in France, so of course everyone spoke French. Except for some of the more foreign looking people that ran around with funky hair colors.. but that was a completely different matter that Cyan was still deeply confused by.

So her name was Akane. It was a fairly common, yet simple and beautiful Japanese name. Cyan found himself wishing that his name was Japanese for the millionth time in his life. Honestly, sometimes he wanted to choke his dear mother for naming him Cyan Hunter. What was she thinking?! "Akane-san, it's nice to meet you too. I'm glad you're Japanese. I was beginning to feel alone. My cousin's here but he doesn't have too much time for me these days.." In a rather awkward motion because he wasn't used to handshakes, the male stepped forward and extended his right hand out to the woman.

As his eyes began to wander over her, they caught onto her red hair. For a moment, Cyan wondered whether or not she was one of those odd people running around with funky colors. He recalled hearing someone calling them an I/S.. whatever that was. And the rest of the things that were said about these people definitely were not nice. "Umm.. are you.. one of those people...?" He knew it probably sounded worse than he meant it to.

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♛ ACCEPTED !
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