Post by List on Mar 18, 2006 19:24:39 GMT -5
- Character Info -
[/u]Name:
Shindlers Listul
Nicknames:
List, no one calls him Listul
Name meaning:
Shindlers- no idea; List- an ordered document
Ranking:
Genin
Age:
15
Gender:
Male
Love Life:
He has an arranged marriage to Yuko
Eye Color:
black with flecks of silver and red
Appearance :
(-minus the wings)He has long black hair that hangs into his eyes. His skin is pale white, and he has freckles. They're very faint, but there are a lot. He has a full upper lip, and a thinner bottom one. His eyebrows are thin, barely seen, when his bangs are pushed out of his face. His eyelashes are next to non-exsistent, but they always seem so thick. He would be considered a total heart-throb if he didn't go insane and kill people. His clothes are black, and his shirt is baggy, while his pants are kinda tight. He's extremely lanky, with next to no muscle. He does have abs though. His hips are thin, but usually covered by his shirt. His shirt says: "Life never changes... how 'bout we all die now?" The sleeves cover up bandaged hands, with the figures completely covered. The collar is high, covering a bandaged neck, for the most part. His whole torso, arms, and neck ar wrapped in dyed bandages. He died them red. His ears are covered in piercings, ones that he got just for the pain. He thought that would make the voices go away. It didn't. He usually has a skeptical look on his face, with one eyebrow quirked. His pants have an inuerable nuber of belts on them, and he wears the usual sandals that everyone else seems to. His shins are bandaged too. Mid thigh, his pants are ripped, revealing even more bandages. All of them are blood red. He actually dyed them with blood, so, they aren't exactly blood red. They're more of a dark wine color. His eyes have multiple flecka of silkver and red, making them look like they're reflecting blood. They're mostly set in a dark glare, that could peal paint off of a wall. His right ear has a deep scar in it, making the hearing in it poor. His fingers are hyper-extended, making them look incredably graceful. When he doesn't have his bandages on, you can see hundreds of scars, most self-inflicted. His eyes are sharp, but glazed over a lot of the time. His pants have red embroidery of his clan symbol, which is a red swallow flying over a battle field filled with katanas. The symbol is on his back pockets, but no one really sees them because they're covered up by his shirt. Around his hips, over his shirt, is a black belt, where he holds his weapons. He paintes them dull black so that his enemy won't see them when he fights. They match his wardrobe perfectly. He does this with all of his weapons. His hair is kept in a short unnoticable pony-tail. He has a small mostly overlooked mole under his left eye.
Quote:
"...Why?...."
"M-make the b-bl-blood... ma-make i-it go a-away..."
Personallity:
List is a very stand-offish guy. He doesn't like to be around people at all, and gets angry too easily. He has borderline, and borderline attacks. These attacks make him go insane for an unknown amount of time. He will go on a rampage, killing anything he can. When he's not having a borderline attack, he is annoyingly calm, and won't say more thasn he has too. When he's alone, he will usually be hurting himself, slashing things into his walls, or crying. He's a very messed up guy. He dislikes Rinoku, because Rinoku likes Karma, and List doesn't. He and Karma HATE each other. So, he doesn't like Rinoku. He is extremely untrusting, and is usually 'shy' around others. He doesn't like much of anything, and is anorexic. He doesn't like the thought of one day going to a place called heaven, but thinks that he'll be stuck in a deep abuss worse than hell itsself. He secretly prays, and yearns for attention, even though he pushes everyone. He doesn't think that he can trust anyone. There is a small flame of hope, barely a flicker, that his brother is alive. His brother has been gone for a decade, but he thinks that his onii-chan will come back one day. When he has a borderline attack (B.A.) he seems to be stronger and faster. No one knows why this is. He's always questioning everything, mostly in his head. Most people have never heard his voice, because he's so quiet. He is emotionally scarred and unstable from the nightmares he has had and because of his borderline. He is frequently in the phyco-ward, talking to himself and swaying back and forth. He's been seen talking to the air next to him, because he thinks that his brother is next to him. This doesn't happen all that much, but it has happen. He's too pround to be seen crying in public, but when he's alone, he's very unstable, and will hurt himself.
History:
As a child, he was brought up in a poor family, even thought the clan he was born into was rather wealthy. He was rather happy, but became stand-offish when the people in his clan made fun of him for his uncertanty. He would run to his mother or older brother, crying. His borderline began when his was four, but it wasn't very bad. He would just get very snappish. One day, they other older kids in his clan were ganging up on him, and he snapped. He pulled out the kunai his brother had given him two days earlier before he had left on a mission, and started to slaughter them. He laughed when they screamed, clapping afterwards. He slaughtered everyone, even his beloved mother. Afterwards he sat down, playing in the sand box like he had been before.
When he was eight, he began to hear voices, the screams of the children, the shocked looks of the adults, the tears that were coming out of his mother's eyes. He began to wake up in a cold sweat, screaming. He would say that he wanted his brother, knowing that he was gone. He would go to the bathroom, trying to wash the 'blood' off his hands. He would wash his hands a dozen times a day. He also began his ninja training then. He went to the phyco-ward at this point for the second time, the first being after they had found him guilty of killing his parents.
He went to the mental hospital many times in his childhood all based on his dreams. He would stay there for days, in his own small room, with plain white walls, a plain white bed, no color, co shadows, no darkness, only white. He seemed calm whenever they put him in that certain room, in a straight jacket with no way to move and hurt himself. He would hum things to himself, or talk to the nurse when she came, or talk to his 'brother'.
When he was ten he almost dropped out of the ninja academy, but he didn't. He met Yuko at this time, but never approached her, just like everyone else. He began to develope feelings for Karma, but would never show it. That's one of the reasons he hates her and Rinoku now, they love each other. He's jealous. That is until he begins to have feelings for Yuko.
He becomes a genin at the age of thirteen, and trains. He's still a genin at this point.
Other:
He doesn't like animals, especcially Rinoku's evil ferret. He also hates cheesecake and other sweets, except for fried chocolate filled dumplings, but he doesn't have those much. He doesn't like spinach either.
Role-Play Sample:
He walked into the classroom, surveying who was there and who wasn't. His yellow pools of light narrowed when they passed over some select individuals, but other than that, he didn't notice anyone else important. Sighing, he walked over to his desk, Amai flying behind him, his wings fluttering rapidly, causing Hade to twitch one Grey cat-like ear. Amai flew ahead of him, landing on the desk gracefully and sitting down. Hade flopped into his chair, sighing again. He had a headache, and he couldn't get his thumbs to stop twiddling back and forth. Today, was the day he had told himself that he would talk to him. Amai noticed his person's nervousness, and flew up, scratching behind the right cat ear, which did help to sooth him. Both wakai and fairy heard snickers and whispered teases, but they both decided to ignore them, for the most part. Hade did feel a lot better after he flicked one of them off, earning a stern and flat stare from the teacher. This would usually happen, although his punishment would depend on the teacher's mood. Class still had yet to begin, but that still didn't stop the teacher from giving him a detention. A cattish smirk came over his face, for he was pleased that he had beaten his old record. Last time it had taken him a whole ten minutes, just to get a lecture. It took another ten for him to get the detention, but he didn't mind, because detention meant that he wouldn't have to go outside for twenty minutes and sit by the wall of the school and stare at his crush. Although he would miss the whole staring at Youki thing today, but, sometimes it was worth it. Amai shook his head in disapproval. "When will you grow out of that habit?" Hade frowned twitching his ear again. "I don't know Oniichan." He used his nickname for the fairy, earning more smothered jibes and teases behind the pair. "One of these days...... one can only hope." Again the gray ear twitched, causing Amai to loose his balance. He fluttered back on to the same shoulder, seemingly unfazed. He sat on the shoulder, dangling his legs back and forth patiently. Hade leaned forward, making the fairy grab onto his shirt. "Warn me when you're about to move." His voice was calm, but held a small minuscule tinge of annoyance. Groaning, Hade mumbled a warning before leaning on the desk and resting his head on his forearms. "Tell me when he gets here.....Please." The fairy nodded, although he knew that Hade couldn't see him. His wings fluttered, and he began to scratch behind Hade's ear once more, completely shutting out the whispers and jibes.
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