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    i really didn't have high expectations for the math test but wow, i actually did well. history wasn't as great but i passed it so i'm good c:


    alsooo i've got a formal rec



    done!

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    hideaki itou




    NICKNAME(S) ▲
    hide




    GENDER ▲
    male




    SEXUALITY ▲
    asexual (homoromantic)




    AGE ▲
    17




    HAIR COLOR ▲
    yellow




    EYE COLOR ▲
    light brown




    HEIGHT/WEIGHT ▲
    5"7' // 138 lbs




    USUAL DRESS ▲
    X X X
    description: casual style...! (if that's even a style). hideaki's never going to let himself get caught wearing clothes that are too restricting or too formal, and he'll only ever dress like that if it's required. though the clothes in the pictures look well-coordinated, hide usually throws together whatever is closest + a jacket no matter what the weather is and goes out in it, sometimes resulting in a fashion disaster. luckily for him, it's infrequent because most of the clothes in his wardrobe aren't that colorful, but occassionally (especially during winter), he ends up with a red scarf, green mittens, blue jacket, and striped orange socks. yeah.


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    hideaki is a pretty calm person. though he enjoys adrenaline, he doesn't show it, often leading others to believe that he is a non-confrontational person. and honestly, he usually isn't. additionally, he's very sincere and dislikes lying. he won't hate people who aren't as truthful, however, as he tries to understand their reasons before making conclusions. in fact, he doesn't hate many people at all. he finds it rather difficult to hold a long-term grudge and would much prefer playful sparring to any other form of conflict. people who he actually hates are typically people that most can judge as "bad" straight off the bat, which leads to one of his flaws: he can't judge what should be obvious.




    hide also really likes spending time with others. as long as he has a companion who he believes he can communicate to, he's happy. when truly into a conversation, hide becomes quite animated and is very easily excitable, talking to the other(s) as if no one else exists. it's amusing to watch the resulting range of facial expressions. when he's like that, he usually begins wandering into shaky territory and will make puns that he will never apologize for. even if they're crappy af. sometimes they're not even true puns but, well, he doesn't really care at that point.




    tl;dr: he's quite casual and open. despite not being often noticed, he likes playful conflict and adrenaline and can be jump-started into excitement by those he considers friends. he can come off as indifferent at first, but he contradicts that quickly enough. unfortunately, he's kind of easily bored.




    FEARS ▲
    - being truly alone
    - complete darkness
    - high, open places
    - things with creepy faces (like palpitoad??)
    - betrayal




    CRUSH ▲
    not at the moment (plotting is welcome! c:)




    DATING ▲
    same as above




    TURN ONS ▲
    - reliability
    - romantics
    - playful banter
    - interesting people
    - those who are full of ideas
    - independence
    - people who will share in his love for pokemon (...excluding palpitoad)
    - cuddling
    - broad-mindedness




    TURN OFFS ▲
    - excessive arrogance
    - random touchy-feeliness (like poking in class)
    - unnecessary disturbances
    - indifference
    - overly dependent
    - rudeness
    - too serious
    - insincerity without reason
    - being referred to as a possession
    - being shown off




    LIKES ▲
    - writing / reading
    - mulling around in fandom
    - making headcanons on everything
    - jackets
    - coffee + tea
    - music (typically osts from games)
    - conversation
    - pokemon
    - town of salem / mafia
    - companionship
    - jokes / puns
    - wondering about abstract things
    - making music
    - taking walks
    - trying out new things
    - adrenaline-inducing activities
    - free time
    - his computer




    DISLIKES ▲
    - palpitoad
    - faces of doom
    - being ignored when he's actively trying
    - people who scream a lot
    - overly loud environments
    - uncleanliness
    - homework
    - being overworked
    - staying up for reasons other than leisure activities
    - kiwi
    - running out of things to do
    - awkward silences




    HISTORY ▲
    he grew up relatively normally. like any other child who made contact with pokemon, he ended up becoming a pokemon nerd. though he sucked initially, hide improved using online simulators, as he was too bored of grinding in-game to actually competitively battle via wi-fi. his grades were fine and he did suffer from a brief period of procrastination but he overgrew it. when not dying from the face of a palpitoad or making contact with his pokemon, hide enjoyed talking to the people he knew in school. though he liked everyone, not everyone liked him, and he realized that he shouldn't be so naive after being betrayed by a friend. it wasn't a major betrayal or anything, but their separation caused him to understand that he needed to be more cautious. he still wasn't good at actually doing that, though. for the rest of his early years, he focused on bettering his judgement and discovering more games to play. mafia and tos joined his life then.




    after he reached seventeen and his family realized that he'd never fallen in love with anything outside of pokemon, he was forced away from his ds and sent to partake in the trip. pokemon showdown became his new escape.




    OTHER ▲ i might re-add my female character, but for now i've decided that two might be too much to manage until after next week
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    a study on --


    originally written as a study for literary devices, but morphed into somewhat of an existential disaster. oh well.


    What is it that attracts him to this uniquely ordinary tree? He doesn’t know. It’s just a Christmas tree; there is really nothing strange about it. Excluding the broken lights blinking on and off in the darkness, it’s not special in any way.


    He stares at it for a little while longer, his gaze unfocused yet determined. It’s his regular expression so he knows not to worry about it, but others don’t. They lean in and jump, focused on understanding, when they’re rather like a frog leaping for an insect that doesn’t exist. He doesn't really want to be understood, after all.


    Sometimes he wonders why he’s alive. He began his journey exactly the same as every other being on earth — swimming along in his mother’s womb, dark and warm and infusing him with the energy he would need. Others are bright and brilliant when they walk upon this world, so why isn’t he? He wants to understand, and he can’t. That irritates him a lot — the fact that he knows there are undiscovered things out there in the universe, but that he can never imagine them because his tiny human brain confines him so. Don’t his teachers always tell him to “think outside of the box”? Maybe geniuses can, but even geniuses can’t figure out the answers to the simplest, most complicated questions. If they can’t do anything, what can he do? What is his existence meant for?


    He exhales and watches as his breath freezes in the cold wintry air, each intake of oxygen sending chills down his spine and every output floating frozen in the air before its heat diffuses and disappears. They remind him of life: the way it comes out at first, so sprawlingly joyous in essence and in possession, until its host becomes stale and hands it over to Thanatos’s waiting arms. Perhaps it’s unbecoming of him to have such a dreary opinion on life, but if not to discover, what is humanity’s quest?


    Looking up at the twisted face of his clock, he can’t come up with any answers. He looks away and tries again but to no avail, and decides that before he tries to blame his alarm clock, he can’t blame his alarm clock. The alarm clock did nothing wrong.


    He stands up and turns away from the brightly blinking lights, unwilling to risk thinking about the two constructs of time sitting in front of him. He’s not usually so introspective, anyway. Though it isn’t abnormal of him to be like this, he’s spent half an hour thinking about things he can’t change. It's so strange of him to confine himself in a whirl of useless thoughts such as these that he crashes back into bed and tries to fall asleep again.


    But when that alarm clock rings, hours later, and he blinks open to the sound of Christmas, he can't help but think that that was just a routine as well.


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    ♠ ion breckenridge --


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    Name
    ion breckenridge


    Nicknames
    n/a


    Age
    19


    Sex
    male


    Sexuality
    asexual (homoromantic)


    Personality
    he is outwardly quiet, though he’s much more open around his friends. in that state ion enjoys cracking puns and will make them with gusto (any groans will be cheerfully dismissed), but he doesn't do this around people he doesn't know well. however, he’ll often still make the puns in his brain and store them away for future usage. regarding emotions and certain types of conversation, he would be the person standing off to the side being unsure of how to respond, instead relying on others for the correct reaction. nevertheless, ion gets unreasonably excited when approaching a topic he likes discussing and can take over the entire conversation. He’s also very focused, and isn’t easily distracted from his goals, since he’ll always keep his reasons in mind. he is extremely loyal to people he trusts, but he won’t open himself up if he’s feeling cautious. It’s difficult to become friends with him unless there are shared interests, or he’s spent a lot of time with them, but funnily enough, he enjoys watching others make friends and will assist them from the background if he has to. Ion is compassionate enough to help out if necessary, but he'll usually distance himself while doing so, despite that he doesn't like being alone.


    History
    Ion was born to a middle-class family who, although had magical capabilities, chose not to become a mage due to the dangers of the world outdoors. However, after Ion began experimenting with his magic, he decided to become a mage and asked his family for permission to leave. Though they were initially against that idea, they eventually relented after he told them that he wanted to learn how to defend himself and let him go with unwilling goodbyes. He then joined Fairy Tail, where he tried to hone his skills. Key word being 'tried'.


    Family
    npc mother and father, no siblings


    Guild Mark Position + Color
    left collarbone, cyan


    Magic Type
    reflection manipulation


    not everything there, since that would be overpowered, but those are basically a few of the attributes. for personal prowess regarding this power, ion's very well-versed in defense but is pretty much horrid at offense w/ the exception of reflecting attacks. this is also why he's sitting at an a-class.


    Theme Song
    song of wind [instrumental] by minako honda


    Other
    hellooo creator of the sao thread

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    It probably wasn't what he was supposed to be thinking about aboard a flight to a high-class resort, but the only thing he was really wondering about was why he was here at all. He had never been under the impression that his parents had had that much money and he suddenly realized how much his pokemon-playing habits had annoyed them if they had been willing to spend all of this just to get him out of the house and into meeting other people. Granted, Hideaki didn't have a ton of friends, but the few that he did have were most likely not brooding alone in a giant, mostly-empty airplane. Like he was at the moment.


    Initially, it'd been kind of fun, since he had never flown on a plane before. He'd stood up and done everything that he wasn't supposed to do, including exploring every single area the place had to offer while it was flying at top speed. Eventually, though, Hide had gotten tired of it and sat back down. The rest of the three hours were spent in silence, doodling on the notebook that he'd brought and creating more troll teams to use.


    Now, as the plane approached its target, he looked out of the window and experienced a slight shock as he was struck by the realization that yes, this was real. When it was finally time to leave, Hide bade the few people in the plane a quiet farewell as he stepped off onto the ground. He glanced at the surroundings, suddenly unsure of what he was supposed to do. It was a bit much to take in, really.


    After he got his bearings and managed to recover his ability to think, Hide began walking towards the building. He noted that a couple of others were there as well, which was relieving to him, as one of the many reasons why he hated arriving first or last was because there'd be no one there initially.


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    Upon hearing the shout, Hide turned to see a blue-haired girl waving her hands in greeting. Torn between replying or not, he got his answer moments later when she approached him. Pleasantly surprised, he slowed his pace slightly. Maybe he'd get a friend early on? That would be nice, wouldn't it. Deciding to reply, he called back a "hello, nice to meet you!", though his attention was soon caught by the building that, upon closer inspection, was intimidatingly large.


    If he were honest, though, everything was still a bit too fancy for him. He'd likely puzzle over the reason he was here for the rest of the time he'd be staying, even if that'd be the most fantastic way to waste his time. He probably wasn't going to find a suitable gaming partner to engage in romance with like his parents hoped him to (especially since his options were limited), but friends would be nice as well.



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    "Ah...but there are far less creative names out there, you know," he replied absentmindedly, lost in thought as he stared up at the building. Recovering after a few seconds, he approached and pushed the door open, entering the area (where he was struck again by a strong feeling of inadequacy; why was the room so strikingly extravagant? Well, it was probably because they were going to be finding romantic partners, but he really didn't think there were any people who shared so many of his interests, much less a guy who did). Suddenly realizing that he'd basically ignored Snow's introduction, he faced her inside of the room and apologized. "Sorry, I was distracted. I'm Hideaki. I hope we can be friends."



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    "Sure," he replied simply, though he stayed in the main room, continuing to take in the sight of the large red carpets and pristine staircase. Upon hearing someone new, he turned and caught sight of more people who he hadn't noticed before entering the room. Hide offered the guy with the rad sunglasses and colorful fashion style a quick smile in greeting before the girl he'd seen walking with Snow engaged in conversation with him. As Hide left the area, there was a yelp and he looked back briefly, but as he was already in the hallways he couldn't really see anything. Oh well.



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