Coffee-Tastic Posted April 22, 2016 Share Posted April 22, 2016 Name: Shuuna Koisuki Age: 25 Height: 5ft 10in Eyes: One is icy blue, the other is a rosy purple Hair: Silver Occupation: Doctor fresh out of training Sexuality: Homosexual Mental Condition: Psychopathy Personality: Deceitful, sociable, playful, erratic in stressful situations and secretive Bio: It couldn't be any more perfect for Shuuna when he was a little boy. His parents were close and they didn't treat him wrong whatsoever. They gave him everything he wanted, even as many pets as they wanted even though they always ended up running away... and didn't hesitate to give him a pet parrot when he wanted one, inspired to get one after going to the zoo birdhouse. He loved animals and adored his parrot too. All was well until his parents started to fight more and more as months went on. They kept blaming thing son each other, yelling and they started putting Shunna's name in their fights... He's not right. He's always acting weird. He got kicked out of another school. He's causing too many problems, there's something wrong with him. Shuuna's mind became blank when he heard them fight at one point, but in the darkness of his room, he heard a small cheep from the parrot and then it's little voice speak, "Shuuna's not right... There's something very wrong with Shuuna..." And it went on and on. Even when the little boy begged for his pet to stop, it didn't. It continued. His parents fought and bickered more and the parrot kept repeating everything it heard, going as far as to create it's own sentences, the words becoming very harsh, "I don't love you anymore, Shuuna. I hate you. Shuuna, you mess up everything!" Love me. Love me... Shuuna's little cries went from that to, Shut up... Shut the hell up... One day, the bird gleefully chanted the words "Go die, Shuuna! Go die!" And he had enough of it. After squeezing the parrot to death in his little, trembling hands. He felt so much better after that... Still crying, he hid the small bird away in a box so his parents wouldn't find out, but he found that even after the bird was gone and even when his parents weren't fighting, he'd still hear the chants being directed at him. Even in a silent, empty room, he was doomed to hear voices tell him all of those things without stop. He lived in torture every day whenever there was silence until he got another bird. It was weird. Everything would be quiet in hi head again when he squeezed the life out of this one too... Present day, he lives on his home away from the bigger city he used to and trained there to become a doctor. Working at the hospital, he has found a lot more comfort in these days... But only because he's found a more long lasting way to make the voices stop in his head stop. Everyday Clothes: (besides the doctor's coat) He likes wearing dark pants and soft shirts that expose his neck. The accessories he wears includes a small teddy bear charm on a necklace chain and one diamond stud earring. Likes: Cute things, being given gifts, eating/ drinking warm things, teasing, having a lot of attention Dislikes: Being given obnoxious attitude for no good reason, being asked too many unnecessary questions, people staying in his home for too long and the voices he gets in his head Extras: - He is ambidextrous - His favorite animal is a panda bear - He's surprisingly great with kids even though he calls them all twerps and says he hates them - Shuu has an enormous amount of clothes "Just an emergency fix up huh..." Shuuna looked at his watch under the white sleeve of his coat, pursing his lips, "Hm, okay." The nurse standing in front of him bowed in front of the doctor, smiling and blushing in front of the attractive man, "Yes, thank you Koisuki-san. I know you're on break, so we all thank you. Im sure the person who's waiting for you is thankful as well." "I'm a doctor," Shunna chuckled and rubbed the woman's soft hair, "I shouldn't even be given break time when there's always someone who needs some aid. Am I right? Nodding, the woman giggled, "You're such a great man. We really are lucky to have been gifted a kind, talented doctor." Flattering him, she walked behind the silver haired man with a wide smile on her face. Shuuna was really starting to feel like a mother duck around here. The staff in this hospital seemed to be mostly women and he found it so annoying to see their faces every day... What he really enjoyed seeing was the occasional attractive male patient. And even then, the odds that they would even play along to his cute games and playful nature was slim. So disappointing. At least it made it more of a memorable experience to find a good catch. It was a lot more easier to find someone to drag into a dark place than for him to go home with someone nowadays, because he was just so busy with work. He would always find time for stress relief though. Anything to get the voices to stop talking in his head was worth time, even if he was exhausted, if those voices were getting too loud, he wouldn't be able to sleep and he'd have to go out and find his remedy again, that remedy being the action of stealing the life out of someone else. He preferred it to be someone he didn't know so that there would be no connections between him and the victim... And he didn't like having to find a fix in this city, it being smaller than the one a few miles up, where it was maybe two times bigger... The issue about that, he found to be that it took too long to get there. The drive was about two full hours and halfway between that, he would already start to loose the screws in his head. Shuu would be lucky if he found a hitch hiker, that always made things so much easier on him. Just a ten days ago, he took such a long time to find someone to help him. He had ended up panicking and making a mess of the body, which he wasn't used to. Seeing more than blood always gave him too much excitement and that's not what he ever wanted because he knew if he made a habit out of it, it would bring more alarm to the people of that city... But he had to admit that making a big mess made the voices go away for quite a long time. Normally the voices would start coming as whispers after day four... "~ room 6A." He had gotten a bit lost in his head and when Shuu came back, he only managed to hear what the nurse said to him at the end of her sentence. "Can you repeat that once more?" He asked, smiling at her softly with a chuckle. She patted his shoulder, "I said I have to go and do a check up. Your patient is in room 6A... Is there something on your mind?" Shuu shook his head, starting to walk to the room with the waiting patient in it, "Nope! Nothing in my mind at all,' he chimed, because he was proud to say that was true. Nothing in his head. No voices for now... Waving the nurse goodbye, he went on to see the patient. Crossing his fingers, he came to the room, smiling warmly as he entered,"Ah hello. I'm doctor Koisuki! I'll be the one getting you all fixed up today..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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trishaotaku Posted April 28, 2016 Share Posted April 28, 2016 Mitsuhashi Keiichi Nickname: Kei Age: 22 Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Professional Skateboarder Hair: Black Eyes: Purple Height: 5'11" Likes: Cooking, despite being terrible at it; Learning new skateboarding tricks; Reading how-to books which are most often ridiculous; People who are knowledgeable in areas they claim to love Dislikes: Failure; Fast food; Texting; Reckless behavior Personality: Keiichi has a dissociative identity disorder, having 2 alternating personalities controlling his actions. Keiichi has lived a normal life until his parents died in a car accident and he was left in the care of alcoholic uncle at the age of 9. Since then, Keiichi has developed distaste for people who behave recklessly. He keeps to himself mostly and has very limited interests, most of which is dedicated to skateboarding. Skateboarding allows him to be free and his passion was recognized by some sponsors, turning him into a professional skater. However, there is a side to Keiichi that even he is not privy to: his other personality who likes to call himself Keita. Keita is ambitious, temperamental and addicted to internet dating. He likes taking over Keiichi’s body and going out with different men every night. In addition to this, Keita dislikes Keiichi’s somewhat introverted personality but likes the idea that Keiichi has no idea he exists. ____________________________________________ It was practice day for Keiichi and he woke up early this morning to test some of the tricks he learned from a fellow skateboarder yesterday. He was still exhausted from attending last night’s gathering for pro skaters for some reason but no way will he skip practice. After eating some light breakfast, he had planned to head to his backyard and practice on the half-pipe, a u-shaped ramp used commonly in extreme sports such as, well, skateboarding. The first half of his plan had worked out well. However, after practicing a specific trick, sudden pain shoot straight from his backbone causing him to slip and land on his left elbow. Shit! Usually, Keiichi would ignore this small mishap and continue. It’s part of practice, the falling part, especially when trying new tricks. Today though, he had failed– more likely, forgot– to wear the elbow pads. In addition to this lapse of judgment, he heard a cracking sound and it’s painful as fuck. Not good. Keiichi looked down at his elbow, painfully searching for any bone sticking out. Luckily, there wasn’t any though it’s a bit reddish now. He sighed in relief. Slowly, Keiichi stood up and made sure his elbow is unmoved. He got down from the half-pipe and made a beeline for the kitchen, all the while thinking back to the first aid classes he had been forced to attend. First, reduce swelling. That means applying ice. Keiichi opened his freezer and damn. No single ice inside the goddamn thing. What the hell did he buy this fridge for? Cursing, Keiichi took out his phone and dialed his friend’s number. Five rings later, a male voice answered. “Kei-chan, you called!” Takashi exclaimed from the other line. “I wonder if the crows had turned white. Wait a sec, I’m gonna check.” There was a bustling sound from the other line which annoyed Keiichi. He has no time for his friend’s jokes. “Nope, they’re still black. What’s up?” He debated internally whether he should tell his friend about his injury. Keiichi decided to beat around the bush. “I need ice,” he said and wondered if he should throw in more details. After some deliberation and much hesitation, he added, “I forgot to wear the elbow pads and I heard a crack.” People who call themselves ‘friends’ would be panicking now or asking what the hell happened in a concerned voice. Takashi, however, decided to focus on Keiichi’s out-of-character actions. “How the hell did you forget to wear protective gears? Have you gone mad?” Keiichi was tempted to hang up. He’s not used to people reprimanding him for his actions. With no authority figure to look up to during his childhood, this shouldn’t come as a surprise. His parents died when he was just a boy and was then left to his drunkard of an uncle who couldn’t take care of anything even if his life depended on it. He decided to swallow his pride and finally said, “Just come here and help me,” he said after a minute of silence. There was a gasp from the other line. “You’re asking for help?” Takashi asked in a wondrous voice. “You. Are. Asking. For. Help?” Annoyed, Keiichi said, “Just get here fast.” Silence from the other line. Keiichi panicked little. He had never asked for help from Takashi before so he’s worried if he had gone about it the wrong way. A yell from the other line snapped him out of his reverie. “Kei!” Takashi called loudly, causing Keiichi to gasp a little. “You were gone for a sec there.” There was a sigh. “Of course I’d help, you idiot. Wait for me. I’ll be in your place in ten.” Nodding to himself, Keiichi said, “Okay,” before hanging up. Ten minutes later, Takashi was in front of his apartment and yanking him out of it. “We’re going to the hospital,” his friend declared after seeing his elbow, which is now a bit purplish in color. Keiichi simply nodded because the pain is too much. He hates hospitals but if his injury would get worse, the thought of losing skateboarding is almost unbearable. “Please wait in room 6A, sir,” a nurse said later when they finally made it to the hospital. The smell of the whole place is tempting his breakfast to make a reappearance. He was reminded of the day when he was brought here with his parents. Keiichi shook his head mentally and walked inside room 6A. His friend Takashi stayed beside him as they wait for the doctor to arrive. He wondered about his doctor. Keiichi was sure it would be an old man with a creepy smile on his face telling him it would be okay when truth is, all was fucked up. He was getting impatient when thankfully, moments later, the door opened. The doctor was smiling warmly at them, not in a creepy way like he had first thought. And he wasn't an old man too. Fuck me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted April 30, 2016 Author Share Posted April 30, 2016 There wasn't too much information about this patient, since he had just come in and there just wasn't enough information, so it didn't take long to look over the clipboard he grabbed from the door and read the memo of the quick little details the nurse wrote down from her observation. Looking up from that clipboard might have been the best part of his day, being glorified with the sight of a raven haired, purple eye'd catch. He loved getting attractive patients, but this one... Shuuna stopped in place from the impact and a smile grew on his face, his pleasure not being hidden from the features of his face in any way shape or form, even muttering to himself, "I think the pleasure will be all mine actually..." Clearing his throat, he put his board to the side and laughed, "I'm not going to pretend its not a relief to me that your elbow got hurt instead of your face, but I'll try to keep this as professional as I possibly can." He joked around, but he hoped the man took it to his heart. He might have to become anti-christian if this man had his face injured, because then that would mean there there is no merciful lord that existed in the heavens. "While I make some quick observations, may I get your name?" Deep bruises in the elbow, that was more common to see in teenagers. The kids that take on skateboarding and skating on their two feet, that was perfectly fine. But they always came in the hospital after trying to be cool and use wheels without proper padding to keep this very thing from happening. Shame on those stupid kids, but if stupid people didn't exist in the world, half of his patients never would have been in this place and then he'd make less money. Pushing all of that to the side, that didn't change that this fine piece of man was here and he was taking a guess he was skating without gear. Shuu took the man's wrist and raised the bruised arm, touching the purpleness to feel it's tenderness, "Also, I apologize if I'm wrong, but... this was a skating accident wasn't it? I've seen injuries like this before on kids. You?" he looked at him with a half smirk, "You know you're supposed to wear elbow and knee pads... right?" For the elbow, the only solution he saw here, and the only solution on paper, was to stop the swelling. A tight cast, instruction of keeping the elbow elevated as much as he could, ice compression 3-4 times a day, telling the man to rest it and keep off his board... He'd be fine sadly. He would have hoped the man have something more dramatic so he could see him at least one more time, but he didn't see that happening. All things must come to and end, right? That was alright, he knew that's how the world worked. That's how his world worked. Just like he enjoyed the silence of his head, it wouldn't last long and he was waiting for the day he woke up with the sweet whispers telling him to kill himself and to take a knife and drive it into any part of his meaty body that would make him bleed a lot. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
trishaotaku Posted May 8, 2016 Share Posted May 8, 2016 Keiichi had always prided himself for being the most sensible of men. He rarely loses his temper, he acts based on pure logic, and he never ever loses his shit when it comes to attractive people. Today however, there seemed to be a lapse in this “sensibility” of his. First, he forgot to wear the protective gears. Then second, he cant seem to stop staring at his doctor. No one could blame Keiichi though. His doctor was very pleasing to the eyes. And speaking of eyes, the other man had the most perfectly mismatched pair: one bluish and one a bit of a purplish red. How do they call this condition? Was it heterochromia? He had searched it before on Google but failed to see the beauty in it. But after seeing his doctor? To hell with normal pair of eyes. He was still staring when, fortunately, his friend Takashi cleared his throat, preventing Keiichi from embarrassing himself any more than he already had. Paying attention to the doctor wasn’t helping him though. Not when the other man was joking around about Keiichi’s looks. Oh how he hoped the doc would not be very professional. “Mitsuhashi Keiichi,” he gave his name to the man and blushed when the doctor guessed the cause of this entire ruckus with a smirk on his lips. ‘Yes, yes, he had forgotten his gears, no need to compare him to children, geez’– this would be a normal person’s thought. However, Keiichi didn’t mind the doctor pointing out his mistake as long as he would keep smirking like that. Sadly, the best moments never last. He could see it in the good doctor’s face. At the very least, after some rest, his injury would heal soon enough. His doctor would let him out of this hospital with some instructions and then they would never see each other again. I can’t let him go. He’s my next. His brows furrowed. What the hell was that? Keiichi turned to Takashi who he hadn’t noticed had gone out of the room. Bastard. Now, could it be the doc? No, what was he thinking. Of course it’s not the doc, he wouldn’t say creepy things like that. The last person in this room is himself. So he thought of that, eh? No one can blame him, his doctor’s hot. But then, Keiichi shivered. And he knew what was coming. It’s happening again. Oh God. Eyes rolling, Keiichi fainted. It had been a while since he had a fainting spell which began when he was 9. The doctors, for some reason, considered this an effect of losing his both his parents and he agreed. For a while he convinced himself that it was over. But he was dead wrong. He wasn’t fainting. To other people, he was just rolling his eyes, no big deal. However, something inside him was changing. This was a part of him no one knew, not even himself. No one knew that inside him, an alter ego resides. And that alter ego is now out to play. No way was he letting the doctor get away from his grasp. No fucking way. Keiichi’s alter ego grinned. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted May 11, 2016 Author Share Posted May 11, 2016 Mitsuhashi Keiichi. If he were a skater, he would probably recognize the name as being one floating around with the professionals. Skateboarding was too reckless for his enjoyment, but he had tried riding before with a friend back in his day. Like any beginner, he fell on his ass and scraped up his palms good. Nobody liked getting hurt, but besides the pain, he didn't like how it left dirty marks on his beautiful hands that didn't go away for a week. The only thing he was okay getting his get his hands dirty with was blood when he was out taking the voices away and dough when he was baking something for himself or his little old lady neighbor. What this man was doing didn't really matter though anyways did it? Good looking patients were only for Shuu to play with and admire when they sat before him in his presence. Relationships were hard to bother with for a man like himself nowadays, it wasn't safe for himself to be so close to someone else. The doctor leaned back to reach for a drawer behind him, inside was the bandage he intended to use to help his model of a patient. Looking back at him though, he got a glimpse of seeing his eyes roll for some reason. Now he wasn't easily offended, he often took things well, but why Keiichi just rolled his eyes was beyond him. He'd ask what the deal was, seeing him grin on his face stopped him though. Well someone is excited to get a bandage... Shu chuckled in good fun, but was true with his words to himself, "Keep smiling like that and I'll start to feel glad that you got hurt today, Mitsuhashi-san." And you being a score, I think I might be excited too. He thought as he stretched out a bit of the bandage for application, holding his arm, "Oh, and this will probably hurt, but please keep your arm steady for me~ This needs to be tight in order for it to help." A homosexual man like himself valued good looking fellows, mostly seeing them as some rare species. For that, you'd never see a beautiful face in his body count. Anyways, it was easier to find a lonely woman from a bar to corner than a man. Noticing that this man had been staring at him from before wasn't hard to point out, but with his eyes, it wasn't particularly odd for people to find it hard to pry their eyes from his face and the feature made it easier for women to become transfixed on him. It made it all the more better to live. Attention was what he loved, eyes on him. People paying him attention always helped him put himself on a high pedestal above others, not like he needed the help particularly... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
trishaotaku Posted May 18, 2016 Share Posted May 18, 2016 There's no word to describe Mitsukuni Keita. He's far too complex for that, especially since he's living with another person inside this body. If one would try though, it could be said that he is quite outgoing–the exact opposite of this uptight Keiichi who wouldn't even notice someone flirting with him even if his life depended on it. Keita can clearly see the doctor's interest. It was so obvious you'd have to be stupid to not see it. The man wasn't even trying to hide it! This is going to be easy, ha-ha! Keita laughed to himself as the doctor applied the bandage on his elbow which, to his utter annoyance, hurt so bad he would probably jump off a building later just to spite Keiichi. How could the man be so smart and stupid at the same time? But then of course, it was partly his fault. Last night was some sort of skater party and man, there were so many hot men that Keita couldn’t help but be dismayed when Keiichi decided to go home early just so he could practice some new tricks his fellow skateboarder taught him. I mean, what kind of person passes up the chance to make out with that drop-dead gorgeous skater who practically drooled just seeing Keiichi, his said idol? So Keita, naturally, took the reins once Keiichi slept and sneaked back to the party. And oh boy, was that skater good or what? He had never been with anyone as good with tongues as that man. Not to mention those powerful thrusts that made his hips quite sore. Totally worth it. But then it was Keiichi refusing to be hindered by his aching body and opting to practice all the while forgetting to wear his gears that landed them in this predicament. Well, all’s forgiven as soon as he gets his hand on this doctor. He was just concocting some sort of plan when Keiichi’s friend Takashi went back inside the room. “Oh, you’re almost done then,” Takashi said, looking at his arm. “That’s good.” The man sat beside Keita, alternately staring between him and the doctor. Impatient, Keita finally asked, “What is it?” Takashi leaned towards him and in a low voice, “Remember the party you attended last night?” Keita nodded. “Well, some skater was found in the basement of the house where you guys partied. He was, erhm, dead.” Takashi was staring at him like he was expecting something but Keita has no idea what it is. What’s he supposed to say, “Oh, is that so? I’m so sorry he died.” He doesn’t even know the guy. Everybody dies and all in different ways. So someone died at the party, was the guy special? In response, he just said, “Too bad. The party was epic.” Takashi glared at him. "Keiichi, don't go around saying that okay? Anyway, it was suicide. Some witness said he heard the guy say his career's not blooming and is totally not worth the fact that he got disowned by his own family because he doesn't want to be a doctor even after finishing med school. Poor kid. How awful must it be to be left with no choice but death?" Keita sighed in annoyance. "Takashi, I'm sitting here with a broken arm while being bandaged by this good doctor and you're talking about some kid's death? I'm depressed enough." The idiot probably got the message and left him alone, turning to the doctor instead, "Are you not done yet, doc? I'm gonna have to take this asshat home." Keita's eyebrows furrowed. If Keiichi hadn't brought this dude, he and the doc'd probably be on the floor right now, doing God knows what or exchanging numbers, if you want to be subtle. "So doc," Keita said, his tone not exactly hiding his intentions. "When can I see you again? I was hoping you're single." He could feel Takashi's stare but Keiichi's friend can go to hell. He has to see the doctor again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coffee-Tastic Posted May 18, 2016 Author Share Posted May 18, 2016 Being alone with a patient and conversing in small chat was what he was pretty used to, just to avoid the silence he feared so much about, but didn't mind having another person around. The more people that were around him, the less likely he'd hear the voices of hose less satisfying things in his head. Anything but silence. It was getting too close to when they'd come back. Those negative words preyed on him the most in those times because he was alone with nothing but himself, and his most hateful enemy was, indeed, himself. Shuuna loved compliments, he liked attention and he couldn't have enough of recognition, all of these stemming from his inner desire to overpower the cruel words he heard inside of him. "Kill yourself. Nobody loves you." "Die. Slit your wrists. Hang yourself." "Useless boy. You're sick in the head." The Unrelenting voices would come out as hateful whispers, sometimes they were shouts that made him actually flinch. He couldn't control it, they just happened. Even if he liked the satisfaction he got from making it all go away, he still would do anything to make them stop entirely. Wrapping the bandage around Keiichi's elbow and forearm, he listened to the two males converse. A party... And a suicide. How nice... Suicide was a cowards way out of trouble, it was a very pathetic way to die. It wasn't in his place to say anything between the two, so he continued to wrap carefully all up until he heard it. A soft whisper that was as sharp as a knife. Upon hearing it, Shuuna stopped what he was doing and glanced at the two others, at first thinking that one of them said it to each other, but they were still among themselves. "It should be you dead." It said to Shuuna and Shuuna alone, "You have 28 pills at home waiting for you to fucking swallow, Shuuna." His solidifying eyes met the patients friend as he was asking if he was done yet, but he only stared back for a brief moment before looking down to bandage, finishing up with it. Oh how his excitement dropped, oh so quickly. No, the voice didn't come from either of these guys... Way to bring up suicide to make them come back. Just hearing it made his blood to cold and he dreaded the rest of today, tomorrow, and the next day... It'll only get worse. There was no cure except the short release that a bloodied hand always brought. He had to think about when he had the chance to relieve this again. Shuuna had to put into consideration how long it's been since his last, where he shouldn't hunt next. Fuck. He'd get a headache if he thought about it too much right now. What more to bring him back than someone throwing a flirt his way? Looking up to Keiichi, he saw two things. A nice face and an opportunity. His neutral face lit up slowly with a grin, patting his elbow gently, "You can see me again when your other elbow gets a nasty sprain... Hm." Looking at him, he leaned closer, touching the other man's forehead, "But... I think you have some kind of fever. You look quite ill." Shuuna lowered his hand to the other man's eye, pulling down his eyelid slightly while shaking his head, "Oh no... Yeah." He looked at the friend, "Sorry but you'll have to leave the room. I need to do a private examination to affirm that my patient truly is well when he leaves this hospital." "Just die, nobody will miss you." Shuuna smiled wider, patting Keiichi's knee, "It won't take long. Hopefully." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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