Post by miumi on May 9, 2009 17:12:10 GMT -7
[/td][td]Miumi Harou Surname: Benramee[/td][/tr]
PERSONAL
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[tr][td]Nickname:[/td][td]Angel, Mi, Umi, Mimi, Demon [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Age[/td][td]Fourteen (Human Apperance) 200 [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Gender:[/td][td]Male[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Sexuality[/td][td]Homosexual [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Race:[/td][td]Kitsune[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Profession:[/td][td] Traveling Healer [/td][/tr][/table]
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| One Word | Shy |
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| Alignment: | Neutral |
| Personality: | Like a broken mirror, Shattered on the floor. His personality is like a broken mirror there are so many shards but some are bigger and and you can see yourself for what you truly are. Here are the shards that reveal who Miumi truly is. A good way to describe him is like the wind on a spring-day. A gentle kind of soul with an aura of happiness always trying to bring joy to those around him even if it means going over rugged terrain or even running into some dead ends. While like the wind he has learned to become strong and spiral around the objects that obscure his path he is no longer a simple breeze. He has made his mark on this world and will not fade away. While his gentle personality extends outwards he shows compassion towards many and tries to remain quiet because he has also taken another form. A form of snow. It soft and gentle thus it is the easiest thing to taint and destroy. He is an emotional wreck at times because he doesn't seem to show what he is feeling always trying to smile and look as if each day maybe his last. While snow is also koi at times he is extremely shy and choices normally not to talk unless spoken to unless he likes someone or he knows he must stand up and let his voice be heard. While other shards seem to shine with light. His sorrow is rather strange when some people get sad they cut themselves when he gets sad. He'll break down while trying to hold that sweet appearance together knowing he'll fail all he can do is let the tears fall from his eyes and dot the ground. Though he tries to do it when no one is around to see him cry. While this seems to be why he tries to avoid letting others know they get to him since they continue to egg him on while the next phase of him is fiery. The depths of the rage which seem to flow through his body like a toxin. When he is angry he is normally silent seeming to hold his tongue like an archer's arrow waiting to let it out. While there is the case where people push him to his limit and he snaps screaming at the top of his lungs or breaking down into a balistic frenzy of violence which he has little to no control over. While he normally feels regret knowing sometimes it might not of been all that person's fault he is like a crystal so very intriguer it can become confusing. Honesty, He seems to be one who is very honest and won't lie unless needed to. But there is the topic of his sexuality which comes up occasionally where he lies. Since some demons make fun of him for not only being weak but drawn to the men of the other speicies and he has learned to defend himself. He will lie to your face about the fact he is gay despite his appearance unless he truly trusts someone and he finds someone he can confide in it also seems this created another part of him. The romantic. he shows he loves people by well natural human affection an occasional hug or a gift. Most of the things he makes are hand-made and have alot of thought in mind his normal one is a song or maybe roses and chocolates he is the helpless romance but his skill with his words are like a blade. He'll cut deeper then he tries when he is being honest sometimes bringing up things the world never knows but he tries to be sweet. Love is something he thrives on so he is like Aphrodite except he isn't blonde. Love, Is something he seems to value and doesn't look at as a game because of it's true meaning. To him to love is to mean that you want to be with the person through thick and thin while he supports some of the stupid things that people he loves do. He won't hold back an will yell at them if they do something stupid even if it they are in the hands of death. After he knows they'll live. Battle, This part of him seems to be constant while in battle his mind seems to shut down as if he is like a computer holding barely human functions while it seems in this state he can make choices a normal human would have trouble deciding upon which means if to protect an innocent he must fight he will do without hesitation. But part of his mind seems to also flicker on when the rest shuts down the sense of a human's desire to protect those around him commands seem to be registered as if he is a dog his ability to follow them is incredible in this state of mind. His mind seems to have adapted to terms such as help or assist as well as protect. While he seems to have a love towards protecting things he holds dear from the human emotion of desire and lust. He seems to have also developed the willingness to fight for his happiness as well so be careful. This seems strange but since he has seen what some people are capable of and seeing people get hurt he learned hollowing yourself to some degree helps but that is just a shield and it can crack. |
| BODY-MAKEUP |
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Facial
Miumi's skull is wrapped in the luscious veils of the shadows which start at the top of his forehead and begin to coil down his body flowing almost like a snake in search of his pray. The abysmal black strands of hair which flow from his skull flow downwards going past where many girls start cutting their hair. While his hair is naturally straightened by the water and it's constant pressure on his hair which also results in it's glossy sheen. While normally at the black of the skull his hair is either bound with a small leather collar since some people find it amusing to pull his hair and this deadens the nerves which attach to it making yanking only jerk his skull back. While going down from there it counties it's long flowing river like structure as if it is tainted with the desires of men staining it as black as the thoughts of a hollow. Going past the curves of his hips and even below the final curves of his rear. Reaching his just below his knee-caps where it begins to curl upwards slightly as if someones hand's reaching for the light which would lead them to a peaceful world.
While his face comes into view many people are kept away because of the pigment of his skin. He is like the essence of the moon gentle in appearance and pale. Some people compare his skin to the color of a piece of new printer paper because of how pale he is despite his many hours under the sun. Occasionally his skin has been seen to be a gentle honey color what he began to tan. While the appearance is deceiving since many people refer to him as a banshee or the walking dead. While the pigment is actually fairly normal it appears so much lighter because of the contrast that his hair provides. While he has his own markings which are natural which identify him as different. A scar which adores the middle of his forehead it is a small crescent moon shaped cut. Which has become a part of him some suggest it is his linking and symbolism of his affiliation with the moon because of his power. While this is just a few shades darker then the rest of his skin it sticks out slightly and people tend to stare it makes him feel rather self conscious.
His face isn't like a blank slate and many interesting features help make it up this interesting pallet of life. Starting just at his eyes where it all begins. Where his normal appearance seems to fade away while his eyes are normally hidden behind his hair. To a few people he may look weird because of his eyes. The reason is because he is inflicted with a disease at birth. An extreme case of hetrochromeria making his eyes all but normal, this disease rearranged the chromosomes in his eyes shifting them around altering the color and this is what they created. When you look at one of his eyes it's like gazing into the depth of the sea because of the mixtures of subtle icy blue, A smalls specks of green which appear almost to be splattered around the eye. Mixed with small specks of golden as well so it is rather interesting. While the other eye is like the tones of of earth starting out with a brown color before the part of sectional hetrochromeria comes in he has splotches of a bright green and subtle yellow so many people find his eyes rather awkward.
While that isn't the only thing that makes him different. When you see his ears which are pointed so much like a fox. With the hair tucked behind them somethings just seem to stick out like a sore thumb like the fact they are pierced. Two piercings in each ear both simple studs he isn't stupid enough to stick a bar through his ear since it'd be so easy for someone to grab it or it to get caught on something. While his piercings are not just for the appearance they the way he remembers some of the things that are so dear to him. The one gem is an emerald which represents the month of his birth which at times he tends to forget because he is a bit of a no-brainer at times. While the second piercing he will never remove because in a way it is a small memorial to someone he never truly met. The gem is an aquamarine a symbol of the sea but a way to remember his sister who died before he was born of an unknown illness. A few days just before his birth. These are ways to remember the past and the better moments of his life. But he has a tattoo to. But that isn't on his head.
His next obvious feature is his nose it's petite like the rest of him and then his lips, they are thin and normally drawn in a gentle caring smile which sometimes reminds people of their mother. While when you see his teeth they are a few shades whiter then his skin while the creepy part of his teeth they are pointed and dangerously so almost like blades of dagger and naturally aligned made for biting his enemies and ripping flesh and breaking bones. While people do occasionally notice he is wearing a small necklace made of sea-shells and bone with a pink substance on the inside.
Torso
Everyone has something to hide and they use flashy clothing and except it all to fade away but we can't forget the things we've done and our body is the constant reminder because with every scar and every twitch of the muscle there is a story. Want to know what Miumi's story is. Like the rest of his body he is a ghastly pale color while there are few exceptions of that such as a few scars he has. While when you look at Miumi's frame without clothes you'd think he was a flat chested girl because of how petite he is, no true sign of real muscular growth on his chest besides a small development of a semi six-pack which still doesn't distinguish him to much from the opposite gender. His arms are slender but hold some muscular mass from the gymnastics his parents taught him. The next noticable feature of the front is the scar on his stomach shaped in a crescent moon, it is a reminder of to be careful if your gonna play with sharp objects. He was playing with a dagger he found in his parents room and managed to cut himself, not exactly graceful.
While the front is rather bland the back has something that makes him different from most people he has a tattoo which is quite old. While it was done by one of the people of his clan to mark him as a healer. . His tattoo is a set of angelic which is located in the center of his back, etched in a deep black ink captured with the detail only a true ninja could manage. While it looks like it has veins made of crimson which only separate a few of the feathers on the wings while it is a relatively small tattoo only around seven inches going each direction. While this tattoo is a reminder to him how the time of innocents had passed. Though there are no further details added along his back besides an occasional light colored scar from a training accident or some of his adventures.
Lower Body,
Below Miumi's waist there isn't much different from him and the average person besides the fact he is naturally thin so he is slightly skinnier and his muscle doesn't bulk up. While a few things people tend to notice is a few scars from walking through certain terrains and getting caught in things like vines which dig into his skin. So in a way there isn't that much that is impressive about his lower body besides the leanness. Well one more thing is rather noticable that his body has a long white tail flowing from it which is bushy and some what like a wolves. A final thing peolpe seem to notice is that the boy always wears a golden bangle around his ankle it has lovely designs enscribed in it. It is his families story but to him it is just pretty.
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[tr][td]Eye Color [/td][td] Different Colored
Right is: Icy blue with splotches of green and gold
Left is : Brown with splotches of brown and gold. [/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Hair Color:[/td][td]Dark Black[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Weight [/td][td] Around 115 lbs[/td][/tr]
[tr][td]Height [/td][td] Five' One [/td][/tr]
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| Background Info |
[tr][td]History[/td][td]I have a story want to hear?
Miumi was born in the time of warring states era where the demons roamed free and people were filled with suffering from those who wished to slaughter them as if they were mere toys. While Miumi was going to be different he wasn't born into a sickly family like some demons and raised as a killing machine. Instead he was abandoned by his parents at birth being left to be raised by humans. While these things may of shaped him the worst part of the thing that shaped him was his actual birth. He was born during a tempest storm on the crescent moon island in a small hut. Where the rain was leaking through and splashing down on his mother and father the scent of his mother's blood around him was all he could smell until he was washed clean. The smell of fresh clean air filled with the innocent nature. While thunder rumbled in the sky like lions at war and the lightning flashed bolting down to the world as if someone was passing judgment. Laced in with the rain there was traced of snow making the ground slick. This was only the half of it since his name originated from how he was born.
The waves around the island began to recede and pull away before rushing back forward pulling up dirt it kept doing that until the water didn't come back in. He remembered feeling his mother clutch him close as he and his father began to run flying up the hills that were on the island. A few humans a few mile were doing the same. As the waves crashed down upon the shore a part of a tsunami crushing not only houses but lives. Some of the beach was stained with blood from where pillars had fallen upon people hence how Miumi got his surname it wasn't part of the family. It was because of the blood the part of his name Benramee which meant bloody fool because some of the villagers hadn't even bothered to leave their house. The next part which was his alleged last name Harou which meant savage from the waves killing people with such ease and brutality. Then Miumi because in a way it looked so beautiful once it stopped and the moon shown upon it but his parents wished better for him they wanted him to grow up a better life for the most part.
While when all had recovered they had noticed something towards the level plain of the mountain top there was an ancient castle there where torches were glowing. His parents kept pushing on flowing up the mountain rapidly as if they were running from the gates of hell itself. A small bag with his father contained something for him it was a diary with the name they had given their child scrawled in fancy black ink. When they arrived they walked up to the door knocking on it placing their child coiled in a blanket down upon the door-step with a small tome of leather with Miumi's name engraved in it with a small letter that had been written in advanced by his mother and father. It was saying they were sorry not only to the new owner of Miumi but also Miumi himself they had given up their child to these people in hope of a better life then they could provide. As they heard the people on the inside approaching his mother removed her necklace it had a small oily substance which was a lovely pink for his lips in a sea-shell. Placing it around his neck while his father left a small golden bangle which grew as his son did.
A young couple a part of the family who lived within the manor were the first ones to arrive they were only around sixteen and they fell instantly in love with the angelic face that was Miumi. He remembered being dragged within the confines of the house as they unwrapped the blanket around him. His ears were revealed being like a fox's and extremely be elegant as well as the small tail which hung between his legs he remembered hearing the wife of the man scream but she saw something on the ground her voice had silenced as she picked it up apparently the child was named Miumi Harou Benramee but her eyes were drawn to something sticking out of the pages it was a letter. Written in black ink that had been scrawled quickly by signs of minor tears where letters would end. As the woman stood there and read it her eyes kept drifting towards the child before she herself walked over and took the child from her husband clutching it close to her body. He wasn't their child anymore he belonged to this woman or at least she thought so. As she'd rubbed the baby's soft hair.
While as the days went on the boy remained innocent and as days turned to months his body developed normally for a demon while muscular and skeletal systems were far beyond an average human his age meaning by the time he was actually able to walk like a normal person being a small baby still he walked around the house. Normally disappearing to the court-yard where he would watch the people who played games with interest despite it only being a year of being alive as he walked around his body seemed elegant and in the time something grew naturally his hair. By the time he was physically one in his own years his hair pooled down to the ground and had been cut various times. It only seemed to spite them while for him only a single year had gone by for his beloved parents so many had flowed by his parents already thirty while at this age his brain was quite alert and he was understanding more and more he wasn't a genius his brain just had more time to develop. He was being taught by both mother and father things like math and the history of the family and even information about the world around them.
While his parents spent ever living moment they could with him as he had turned two they were becoming less active and soon they would pass their first heir of children who were born around their age of fifty just before their mother stopped being able to give birth it was a set of twins one male and one female. While they would become Miumi's parents in a way being raised by the care-takers while their parents lived to be around sixty two and Miumi was just turning three as the they passed away. He remembered standing at the funeral wiping tears from his eyes standing between the twins and their loves. When he saw they had torches and were lowering it towards his parents he screamed loudly. His own world vibrated for a second as he went to rush forward to stop them. But the twins grabbed him holding him back he went limp remembering the embrace was so much like his own mother and fathers. He just remembered looking back he wasn't the only who was sad as their remains went up in went up in flames sweet perfumes masked the scent of burning flesh. This was the world.
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[tr][td]Secret Word: [/td][td] Floccinaucinihilipilification[/td][/tr]
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