Posts by aiko

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Located in the heart of Japan, Metsys Ruga Academy is quite possibly one of the most prestigious schools worldwide, accepting a variety of students from very different cultures and backgrounds. It's presumably a school for the rich and high class, but that's not always the case. On occasion, the academy takes in a few incredibly exceptional and capable students who are practically some of the best when it comes to academics - young scholars, if you will. Overall, Metsys Ruga Academy is one of the finest, and only accepts the finest. Fortunately, you're one of the best, and will be attending for the remainder of your high school life. Good luck.

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RULES!
i. All WCRPG rules are to be followed. No exceptions.
ii. Swearing is fine. Well, actually, try not to drop the f-bomb every other sentence. In other words, you're welcome to swear, just don't go overboard.
iii. Let's keep this thread PG-13, please. If anything gets too heated, then fade in, fade out.
iv. Try to refrain from using characters from real animes / mangas. Also, no one likes mary-sues / gary-stus, so it'd be appreciated if you attempted to create an original character.
v. Keep genders even, or at least somewhat.
vi. Do not godmod, powerplay, exc. You know better than that.
vii. You may only have a maximum of three characters to avoid clutter. Plus, I doubt anyone can actively keep up with four, or more characters.
viii. Respect one another. It's that simple. Of course, this rule only applies outside the roleplay. Your character can be as rude and hateful as you want.
ix. Have fun and remember, it's just a roleplay.

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DORMS!
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[size=14]RELATIONSHIPS!
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[size=14]APPLICATION!

[justify][size=8]personal save for my form.

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[justify][size=8]( tracking! mind if i claim this and post later? u v u )

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[justify][size=8]Akihito Himura had been, or at least for the most part, shopping the entire day. As in grocery shopping. Seriously, there had been like no food in his pantry this morning, and that had elicited the young man to actually do something productive. Not that he really wanted to, but it was whatever. Said previously mentioned male was now trailing down the hall, a few plastic bags that held various goods hanging off of his arms. However, when he actually arrived at his specific, he noticed something different; the apartment next to him was open, or at least the door was. Maybe someone was moving in? Again, he really didn't care, but he'd probably wind up investigating in the long run. He wanted to at least know who would be living next to him, after all.

( wow sorry i replied so late?? like i had this whole reply typed out and ready to go but i never posted it ;;; [b])

[justify][size=8]Akihito pocketed his apartment's key before finally managing to find it, and open the door. The black haired male was quick as he placed his groceries on the counter, shrugging off his hooded jacket, and tossing it, not even bothering to check and see if said jacket had landed on the couch, or the floor, although he was hoping for the former. He hastily moved back to his front door, peeking out in the slightest only to notice that now, there was someone outside. Maybe this guy was his new neighbor? Probably. Eh, at least he didn't look too troublesome. Seriously, the last girl who'd moved in next to him had been a party girl who he was pretty sure had been some kind of not-so-successfully recovering alcoholic. To say the least, she'd been somewhat of an irritation. After a few more moments of thinking, he blinked upon noticing the other having trouble with a specific box, and Akihito couldn't help, but sigh. Alright. He was a nice guy. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to help. "Uh, hey," he out from the behind the door, his gaze locked on the male that was seated on the ground. "Do you need any help?" he asked, arching an eyebrow in question.

[justify][size=8]Akihito shook his head with a soft "Not at all," before going for what he presumed to be the heaviest of the trio of boxes, hefting it up with ease. While he didn't exactly seemed very muscled, or toned for the matter, the young man did have quite a bit of lean muscle - he simply wasn't bulky. he was lanky physique wise. He merely blinked at the other's question, shrugging. "Maybe. You... kind of look familiar, to be honest," he said simply. "My name's Akihito, by the way. Akihito Himura."

[justify][size=8][ tracking!! i'm making my form right now. <: ]

[justify][size=8]"It's nice to make your acquaintance as well, Syou," Akihito returned, testing how the other male's name sounded on his lips, and gingerly placing the box down next to the couch as the other had done. "It's no trouble," he added after Syou's thanks, straightening up to his full height. "So, if you don't mind me asking, why did you decide to move here?" Akihito wasn't trying to be nosy - he was just curious, that's all. Besides, a little small talk never hurt anyone. "I mean, this town isn't necessarily the most interesting of all places."

[justify][size=8][ so i like totally rushed everything about this form ahaha wow i'm lazy // w \\ if you'd like me to change anything, just tell me. ]

[justify][size=8]Airports were the worst places. Seriously. They were crowded, loud, and he was pretty sure the security guard who'd frisked him earlier had nearly felt him up. Like her hands had been going everywhere. Oh, well. He guessed there was no helping the fact that he was just that attractive. That was aside from the point though. The point was he needed to leave this place and get a cab. Unfortunately, this was easier said than done, but somehow, he managed. The ebony haired male ran a hand through his hair as he slipped into the nearest taxi, painfully aware of the two girls he had to sit next to that giggling and talking up a storm. Ugh. But he had better things to think about. Like actually being able to see his boyfriend. And actually being able to touch his boyfriend. And just, wow, he was getting ahead of himself. Long story short, he just wanted to get to Souta. That wasn't too much to ask for, was it? After giving the driver the address he needed to be dropped off at, he sat back, pocketing his phone, and turning it on with ease. Speaking of Souta, he had a question for the other boy.

are u at ur house?? like right now??

He sent the text to his boyfriend with ease, hoping for a quick reply. It would have been a total buzz kill to arrive at the other's house only to realize he wasn't there and if the answer was no, well then Mizuki guessed he'd just have to suck it up, and come up with a plan B, although he really did want to surprise Souta; hopefully, he'd be able to do just that.

[justify][size=8]Mizuki leaned back in his seat, trying ignore the girls' mindless chatter as his oceanic blue eyes took in their surroundings. As far as he could see, there weren't too many drastic changes. Good. He'd never really liked change. The eighteen year old eventually snapped back into reality when it was time for him to get out of the vehicle. He did just that, but not before paying, and thanking the driver as well as grabbing his bags as slinging them over his shoulder. As soon as his shoes hit the pavement, he sighed in relief, his gaze falling upon a familiar. Souta's house to be exact. It was nice to be back. Relieving if you will. With that thought in mind, he trailed towards the front porch, and instantly moved the plant he knew full well Souta hid the spare key under. After taking the key into his hand, he went right up to the front door, and unlocked it, having known in retrospect it would have been locked in the first place. Okay, the hard part was over. Time to text Souta back.

man your place hasn't changed much has it?? seriously it looks exactly the same. booooring.

He grinned at the message before hitting send, and shoving his phone back in his pocket. After leaving his bags near the door, Mizuki then went straight to the living room, and dropped down into a sitting position on the couch. Now all he had to do was wait. He guessed this was still kind of like his original plan. Kind of.

[justify][size=8]Mizuki didn't even bother to check his phone when it chimed. There wasn't really much of a need to. Instead, he kept his gaze trained on the door. When said door finally opened, he nearly jumped up from his seat, but resisted the urge to do so. However, he didn't quite get the reaction he was hoping for.

"Hey."

The dark haired male only blinked in confusion and shock as Souta greeted him in such a plain manner, just walking past him like it was nothing. That... wasn't exactly what he had been hoping for. He leaned back into the couch, closing his eyes as he tried to process what had just happened. In fact, he didn't even notice his boyfriend until the other shouted his name. He jerked up, only to be practically tackled into a tight embrace, although his shock quickly faded once he realized he finally had what he wanted, and that was Souta in his arms. "Oh, my God, baby. I missed you so much." he said aloud, returning the hug with his own vice grip.

[justify][size=8]Mizuki was truly having mixed emotions about everything that was happening. Don't get me wrong, he was happy - no, overjoyed, but it was a bit overwhelming, you know? After attempting to shove said feelings towards the back of his mind, he gave his full attention back to Souta yet again, his arms wrapped around the other in a sort of cradling fashion. He leaned his head back when he felt the grip that was tightened around him loosen, bringing his own eyes up to meet Souta's. He sighed softly as Souta spoke and touched his lips to his cheek, eliciting a guilty feeling to wash over Mizuki. He had, after all, caused all of this, in a sense. Well, not purposely, of course - he hadn't wanted to leave - but he still felt somewhat responsible. "I'm so sorry," he began, pressing his face into the crook of his boyfriend's neck. "I shouldn't have left you alone. It was only suppose to be for a few months, I swear, but I just got caught up in everything that was going on and I--" Mizuki stopped himself once he realized he was rambling, only to tighten his hold on the blond, and gingerly kiss his neck. "What I'm trying to say is that I missed you a lot more than I thought I would, and I'm so sorry for leaving you alone for such a long time, Souta." he spoke, almost savoring the way the smaller boy's name sounded on his lips. It had been way, way too long.

[justify][size=8]A small exhale of content fell heavy from his lips as he felt Souta place a hand on the side of his face. He gladly looked into the other's eyes, a warm smile curving over his pale lips. "You're too kind, but honestly, I don't think you have anything to worry about," he murmured. "I don't plan on running off again anytime soon," the ebony haired male explained, pressing back against Souta's lips before the other pulled back. He kept his eyes locked with his boyfriend's oddly colored pink ones, his slight smile remaining. "You have the prettiest eyes," he cooed, or at least in his opinion. He thought they were unique. Different. Definitely not like his. Sure, his eyes were nice enough, and if they hit the sunlight just right, they looked like sapphires, but they weren't anything special, y'know? Of course, that didn't mean he disliked them. Nah, Mizuki was a bit more narcisstic than that. "Heh, you know, I was honestly expecting at least one thing about you to change, but apparately that didn't happen," he could only assume the same could be said about him. Sure, physically he'd changed a bit (he gained a few more inches height wise and let his hair grow out), but as far as his personality went, Mizuki was still the same loud, brash, and stubborn person he'd been when he'd left. "You're still just as nice as I remember," a brief grin then flashed over his lips. [b]"Still cute as hell, too."

[justify][size=8][justify][size=8]"You're practically the only person I'm actually nice around. You should feel honored," Mizuki teased lightheartedly. Even though he wasn't exactly hateful, the young man wasn't exactly kind either. No, Mizuki was more of a neutral party. However, he made it pretty obvious how he felt about other individuals. If he liked someone, he'd make sure they knew. If he wasn't so fond of them, well... again, he'd make sure they were very much aware of this. Allowing Souta to wrap his arms around him, and lean against him, Mizuki settled for letting his own arms pool at the other's waist, his hands resting comfortably on the curve of his lower back. To be honest, he wasn't exactly the cuddly type, but for Souta's sake, he tried to be. It's not that he didn't like being so close to the other male, he just wasn't a big fan of cuddling. Never really had been. "I really am happy to be back though," he admitted openly, closing his eyes momentarily, and yawning from the jetlag he was currently experiencing. "Everything was pretty much terrible without you around," Mizuki said plainly, shrugging as if he were talking about the weather. "and boring, to say the least. On the bright side, I'll probably never take your company for granted again." he added in with another brilliant smile.

[justify][size=8]Mizuki gingerly squeezed his boyfriend's hand, shrugging at his question. "Just family issues, you know? I didn't really do anything. Nothing important, anyway," he said, sighing softly. "In retrospect, I probably wouldn't have even left if I had realized how stressful it was going to be." he muttered. To say the least, Mizuki had a rather dysfunctional family, and he was constantly getting pushed into whatever happened. Not that that's what he wanted, but it's not like he could do anything about it. Come to think of it, the only thing he'd done while he was away was listen to everyone him argue. He'd managed to finish up the rest of his high school classes via online schooling though, so that was a plus. He then raised an eyebrow as Souta continued to speak. "You actually want to stay here with you?" he asked, although it's not like he was terribly surprised. "Alright. It's not like I have anywhere else to go. I mean, I could always go crawling back to know my parents, but I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon," Mizuki didn't have a lot, but he did have his pride, and independence, and going back to his mom and dad would ruin both of those things for him. "Hm? Oh, no, I'm fine. I don't want anything right now, babe." the dark haired male insisted, shaking his head in the slightest.

[ it's fine yo. u v u
i understand. you don't need to apologize. ]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: black;][justify]Mizuki huffed in surprise when he was pulled into a relatively strong embrace, but made no attempts to pull away, or squirm out of Souta's grip. "You hug way too tightly. I wouldn't be surprised if I had a broken rib, or two by the end of the day," he said although it was obvious he was only joking. To be honest, he really didn't mind, and especially not now. It'd been such a long time since he'd so much as seen Souta face to face, so to keep it short, he'd probably accept any kind, or form of affection at this point. He straightened once he was released from previously mentioned hug, stretching his arms into the air as a yawn pried his lips apart. His deep blue gaze then flickered back to his boyfriend, only to take notice in the faint flush that had spread over his cheeks, and the fact that he was now looking down. "Cute," Mizuki stated simply with a faint smirk, reaching out, and ruffling the other's blond hair before leaning down, quickly kissing the top of Souta's head. After doing so, he sat up once again, only to fire out more words. "So, did anything interesting happen while I was gone?" he inquired, placing his arms behind his head, and leaning back against the couch.