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@♠[Rin]♠ Rin's Character: My Character: The Izumo high school's cultural festival is coming up soon, and the students are bustling to make their classroom or their club stand out. However, on warm afternoons, it can be easy to lose focus and get carried away with distractions. The students of class 2-1 are victims to such a phenomenon today. While they were supposed to be painting sets for the play they will be putting on in a couple of weeks, someone suggested everyone take a break and play a game. "Spin the bottle" Everyone sits in a circle with a bottle in the center, and take turns spinning it. Whomever the bottle points to is whom the spinner must kiss! "What if it lands on a guy?" One boy asked hesitantly. "Then you will kiss the guy!" The starter of the game explained, shrugging. "Those are the rules. You don't have to play if you don't like them." "I wouldn't mind kissing a girl," A girl stated out loud thoughtfully. The girl standing next to her gave her a shy smile. "Yeah, and I don't mind kissing a boy, it might be fun!" Hideki, a tall boy with broad shoulders said, his voice had a merry ring to it. "Okay, let's get in a circle, then!" Shirai, the orchestrator of the game, instructed. "If you don't want to play, you can do whatever!"

[iMAGE]: -Personal ID Status: -FREE *Appearence -Name: Ion Flake -Nickname: Ion -Sex: Male -Position: uke / suke -Race: european -Years: 19 (but looks way younger) -Height: 1'75 cm -Weight: 50 kg -Eyes: turquoise -Hair: blue, with black endings * Biography -He was born in a small village and lived refused by his father, whom hates him for killing his beloved wife (she died giving birth to Ion), and doesn't give a damn about Ion anymore because she was actually the one who wanted to have a baby [resume: mother wants a child, father is not sure about having it. She dies, the baby doesn't. Hates the baby.] After some years playing solo, at the age of 13, meets a girl in the forest and be-friends her, but doesn't last long. She gets killed by a rabid raccoon at a familiar picnic and Ion becomes broken-hearted. He starts dating different men and women after that, and somehow, somewhere, starts liking BDSM (not all the time, but he does enjoy pain). And that's it (more or less, it may variate) until now. I accept some changes in his past, if necessary (him meeting a rol character or something). Interesting facts / data about him -He is actually bisexual -He has sharp teeth -His skin is a pale white -Loves cold stuff -Hates when someone teases him or has too much ego -Usually greets other persons with a smile, and likes being direct (and direct people) -Is only REALLY mean when gets REALLY pissed off

Hi there~ Ion here. You may take a look at my profile: http://www.yaoiotaku.com/forums/threads/21467-the-faces-of-a-penguin-ion#post712076 and let me know if you want to rol with me! I don't mind if semes or ukes since I'm a suke. Thanks for wasting your time reading this, and; ~see you in the rp~

_______________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________________________ Name: Aden Serino Nickname: Rin or Rino Sex: Male Position: Uke Race: Caucasian [Human] Years: 27 Height: 5'10'' Weight: 161 lbs Eyes: Light blue Hair: Amber/short and wavy __________________________________________________________________ Biography: Aden was raised in an Religious orphanage. Being adopted at the age of 15, he joined his first legal family. Due to a tragic accident at 17, both parents he'd learned to love were taken from him. Frightened and heart broken he packed what he could carry and ran away just before the funeral; not wanting to be placed in another home. From then on the streets were his new home. Having little world experience, he soon found that the world was full of Sin. His faith would be tested and broken repeatedly in order to survive. After years of subjection to the maddening Realm of hungry Men and Women, he returned to the Church in hope of redemption from the Hell he'd been through. -Random information- A place to escape... was there any Faith left in his heart? Would the filth ever wash away? Did he truly wish for forgiveness? Hypocrisy. Regret. Pain. Self hatred. Shame. Nightmares. So many emotions to carry- like a heavy plank of wood across ones back. Status: TAKEN ------> The Sinner in the Saint