Hello and welcome to Raira Academy, Hyourinmaru! Your house is the Ajairu House. Your roommate is Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!
Application is under the cut for anyone interested!
Name/Alias: Sam or Hyouri
Timezone: Mountain Time
Age: 17
Personal: Don't have one.
Desired Character: Hyourinmaru
Anime/Manga[What your character is from]: Bleach
Character Age & Grade: 17, Junior
Profession: Author
If teacher, which class are they interested in teaching? Any clubs/sports?
Class Schedule:
Creative Writing
Pre-Calculus
Physics
Japanese History
Dance
Character Summary:
Hyourinmaru is a quiet person. He's very private about his life and isn't one to share those details. He often appears as a bit conceited, but he just doesn't like talking with other people. His emotions are held in check, and it's rare for him to smile or to show anything other than neutrality. Hyourinmaru prefers to be alone most of the time, although there are rare cases where he'll seek out human contact.
Biography:
Hyourinmaru grew up in an abusive household. His father would often beat him if he so much as uttered a noise. His mother was no better; a drug addict and a prostitute. Whenever he tried to run away, his father would always manage to find him and beat him even more. Hyourinmaru grew reclusive and silent; he stopped eating, letting his body fall into decay. Sometimes he wondered if he wasn't actually his parent's child at all. He lost his ability to feel. One would think he became bitter and angry about his life, but that was far from it. Hyourinmaru figured he had done something to cause all of the hurt placed on him.
When he turned seven, his father beat his mother so badly that he ended up killing her. The man hid her body, and beat Hyourinmaru, saying that it was all his fault that his mother was dead. He began to hate himself because of it. The beatings grew worse after that, and his father caused the X shaped scar on his face. It was given to him when his father slashed his face with a knife. The wound grew infected and Hyourinmaru nearly died.
At the age of ten, Hyourinmaru was rescued by one of their neighbors. By that time, he was already covered in scars and was a hollow of his former self. His neighbor took him to child protective services, where he was adopted by a much nicer family. Hyourinmaru was slowly nursed back to health, and although it took nearly two years, his emotions slowly came back. He began to smile more and even laugh, for laughter had been non-existent in his childhood. He also began to write, letting all of his feelings out on paper. And this is what led to him being sent to Raira Academy.
RP Sample:
Hyourinmaru had always been a quiet person. It was just his nature. He was silent, observant, and calm. Silver eyes gazed around the school building, a single notebook grasped between pale fingers. The blue paint along his face shivered slightly in the sunlight, a single fleck peeling off from it. There was a pen shoved behind his right ear. Long blue hair, nearly to his ankles, was clasped by a silver hairtie, glittering whenever he moved. His hair swayed, like a lashing tail as he took graceful steps towards the towering building before him.
Each step was quiet and well-placed. Hidden beneath his neatly contained hair was a single bag, the material a light blue. It was small, and he knew why. He didn't own many things. Being in a foster home was always that way. All he had was clothes and a silver locket, which was a gift from his foster mother. The locket was fastened around his neck, clinking against his chest with each step.
"Time to start in a new place," he murmured, his words quiet yet deep in the surrounding sounds of a spring breeze. Hyourinmaru had no one to look up to, so he didn't say 'mom' or 'dad.' No, he was doing this for himself. And he was gonna be good at it.
Skype: hyamaru