Posts by ~AkiraSoul~

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    OOC: Oi, it's my birthday today :D


    Eojin Kim:


    Eojin got a little bit too overexcited. He felt the weight literally fall right off of him. "Wait what??" The boy stuttered, turning to see what fell. The thing he thought was a male, was actually a big piece of wood, almost like it was part of a building. "Y-you're kidding, right?? I literally was about to stab a piece of wood...or cardboard." He sneered, brushing himself off. He wondered why he was afraid of so many things. Why was he like this? Was it because of how he was treated when he was a kid?? Was it because of his dead father?? He really didn't know, nor did he really want to. He just came to the conclusion that he is weak, and that he'll die easily. He knew it. He was literally all alone.


    Little did the fragile looking boy realize someone was still around. "OH COME ON!! P-P-PLEASE COME OUT!" He called, his voice still extremely shaky. He paced around, searching near and far. He then turned to spot a shadow. What was that shadow?? He really wanted to know. The Korean male swiftly tiptoed to follow the shadow. He wanted to know who was there, and what they wanted. As the fair-skinned teenager paced around gently, he spotted someone. That was the person. He wasn't alone here. The Mexican looking male (Petra) seemed to be hiding behind the side of the building Eojin just walked out of. "H-hey...w-w-who are y-you?? S-sorry if I scared you or anything..." The flower boy shyly whispered, coming a tiny bit closer to the other male.


    He was really nervous to see another human being. He was happy to know that there are other people, but he was scared to know that the male he was looking at somewhat seemed serious. He clutched the glass shard in his hand tighter, the cut he got beginning to bleed again. "M-my name is Eojin...n-nice to meet you..." He muttered, his skin becoming more pale, like snow. He was curious. The shy Korean wanted to know who this taller, older looking male was. But of course, he needed to hide his sudden curiosity. He just wanted to run away, seeing as the eye contact they made was intense and dangerous. Keeping his mouth shut, he waited for a response. What the response may be, he doesn't know.

    OOC: Aaah thank you so much guys! ^o^


    Eojin Kim:


    Eojin shrieked, ducking as quick as he could. His eyes were widened, and his uncontrollable shaking made him feel like it was the end. The boy then only heard complete silence. He was still shaking, his legs becoming wobbly and weak. Is he dead?? Is he alive?? Well, he is still breathing, and he doesn't feel much pain. "도움말 ... 제발 ... 오 신 ...(Help me...please...oh gods...)" He winced in Korean, hoping that he would still be alive. He looked up, seeing the taller male breathing heavily. Due to how small the Korean was, he was terrified when he looked right up at the other man. "T-t-thanks..." He whispered, his eyes watery and filled with tears he is trying to keep in. He began to uncontrollably shake once again, his breath becoming shorter. The dark haired boy needed to calm down, he needed to give a more proper thank you to this strange male.


    "I-I'm so sorry! I r-really didn't mean it! W-what does that mean?? Wait...oh god..." The shy useless kid panicked, trying to make sure that he didn't make so much eye contact with the other male. The Mexican's voice was quite straight forward and stern, so Eojin knew that he was just getting the scold of his life. It seemed even more worse than his mom's, who was strict and had high expectations of her son. "I'm such a fool...how could I do this...?" The fragile looking teen growled to himself, clutching the piece of glass to the point that his hands had all different types of cuts on them. They were all bleeding, too. His eyes softened, his cold tears beginning to stream down his face. The pale faced boy dropped the piece of glass, drops of blood remaining on it. Eon let out a little sniffle, making sure that he didn't look as wimpy as he really thought he was.


    The taller, older looking stranger was sill looking down at him. He was asking questions, some in a foreign language. "Well...I'm s-sorry...I d-don't understand. S-see, I'm Korean..." The smaller boy stuttered, tightly holding his hands together so that the Mexican could not see his bleeding palms. It was no use. He was injured because of his "weapon", which was a silly piece of glass, and he was a crying mess. He made a terrible first impression. "I'm so sorry, I look terrible don't I...?" The tormented S. Korean male asked, apologizing once again. His heart was beating really fast, as for his palms stopped letting so much blood escape from each slit. His dark colored eyes suddenly were in contact with the stranger's eyes. Eojin's dry, small lips were about to open to say something else, but he forced himself to shut up. "Who are you...and why did you save me??" He suddenly blurted, the question seeming quite strange, maybe even rude of him. But, he just wanted to know.

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    Eojin Kim:


    Eojin stopped furiously shaking, his eyes still soft and tired looking. Taking a good look at the person in front of him, he nodded patiently to what he was saying. Petra was the stranger's name. "N-nice to meet you Petra...and no...I don't think that I would be a threat. I'm weak, and I wish to be strong. Besides that, I'm Eojin. Thank you for protecting me." The smaller 17 y/o kindly stated, his skin becoming more fair-looking than the pale skin he had when he was in panic. The Korean's cheeks seemed to be burning up, his shy personality taking over him. Feeling calmer than before, he gave a small smile to the elder male. A sharp sting made his hands feel clammy and useless, making him wince in pain. The fragile looking male's eyes widened when he heard Petra say something about his hand.


    He suddenly remembered. That stupid piece of glass he kept with him as a weapon made his left hand look all scratched up and weak. The boy tried to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden grab of his fragile wrist so that his palm can be examined. He quietly waited for Petra to do something about it, humming a song that usually calms him down in times like these. But as for now, his humming was quiet. He didn't want to seem annoying to his somewhat 'new friend' with this tune he was humming. The S. Korean's face was burning up, his expression seeming a bit more troubled. He was blushing, and he knew that it might seem strange for him to blush.


    Petra was talking in a language unfamiliar to the younger boy, which was somewhat confusing for him. Eojin just watched as the Mexican man took the hem of his shirt and ripped it. The dark haired male was in a state of shock, due to never really receiving such a kind gesture from people he just met. Especially if he made a very weird first impression. The flower boy began to hum once again, his soft yet beautiful humming voice helping him release the stress he was feeling. Once the tie seemed done, the Asian teenager gave a nice little thanks to his new friend. "W-wait, you are with other people?? Well, y-yes, I would love to get some help. I mean, I really do need it." He chirped, his mouth forming a tiny little grin, and his eyes watering in joy. He was really thankful that Petra didn't do anything to hurt him. And now, he just figured that he has a new very special friend.

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    Eojin Kim:


    [color=white] Eojin patiently watched Petra look around. He wondered if there was still something or someone that was around. The Korean then heard the taller male say something, which led him to following him. His dark colored eyes took in everything around him. What was in front, in the back, to the left, and to the right. "Do you think something is still here?" He asked, his expression seeming troubled. The dark haired male wondered what was going on, but he decided that he would just leave some of the complicated things for Petra. Even though that seemed lazy and wimpy of him, he never really knew how to fight.


    He suddenly heard things. It sounded like these miserable groaning sounds, as if something was in despair. "A-are you okay Mr. Petra?? Is something wrong??" Eojin asked quietly, his eyes widened due to the fear of those sounds. His heart suddenly dropped when he turned to see three disgusting walkers. The Korean's eyes stood widened, and he didn't even think to blink or close them. Watching as his elder companion grabbed his weapons and fought them off, the smaller timid boy began to panic. He stood extremely still for the moment Petra was fighting them off, until he can feel the sudden grab of his arm.


    "Ah?!" Eojin gasped, wondering who just grabbed his arm. He turned to see it was only Petra, and no one else. He was forcefully following the taller Mexican, his eyes still widened in fear. He had to do something. He knew something was still around. "Wait!! I-I have to do something. S-sorry Mr. Petra..." The shy male yelped, suddenly seeing another one of those corpses walking towards them. This is it. He needed to prove himself. Was he strong, or weak?? He was just about to find out. Grabbing the blade from his taller companion, he swiftly went toward the zombie and waited. Why was he waiting? Well, he was waiting for the right moment to furiously stab the weird abnormal creature. Then, the perfect time came. With the quick shuffle of his feet, he was able to get close enough to stab the walker. The walker seemed to fall, looking defeated.


    The quiet boy was in shock of what he just did. It might have been weird to just go at it and then wait, but he felt happy. He raced back to Petra, who seemed to be in a state of shock. Or was it anger? Did Eojin do something wrong? The Korean boy suddenly dipped his head in an apologetic way. "I'm sorry...I just tried to help. I really wanted to know if I was good enough." He winced, holding his breath. He couldn't let Petra do everything. That would seem annoying, and of course, wimpy of him. He wondered if Petra was going to say something. They stood in the trees, hiding from any possible enemies. Keeping quiet, the timid, young male waited for a response. Hopefully, it would be a good one.

    I MADE IT
    I'm Kpop trash so a lot of my characters are Korean fml


    I calls him Eunseo Jeon (Jeon Eunseo) cries because I made too many homo babies save me


    [font=trebuchet ms][size=8][color=white]he is like that flower boy that just needs to be protected because he's too innocent and he's this sinnamon roll YES I SAID SINNAMON BECAUSE IN REALITY HE IS A SEXY BEAST


    FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED

    AAAAA HERE IT IS!! I LITERALLY CHANGED EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM. HE IS STILL A SINNAMON ROLL. STILL A GAY BOOTIFUL SINNAMON ROLL.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 2px solid white; width: 430px; height: 330px; overflow: auto; padding: 4px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; color: black; line-height: 10px;][B]FULL NAME
    Somin Kim (Kim Somin)
    NAME MEANING [i]So
    means "bright, luminous; illustrious" and Min means "heaven."
    NAME ORIGINATION Korean
    SEX Male
    GENDER Male
    AGE
    > Real: 18
    > Physical: 15
    > Mental: 16 (like a teenager going through one of those phases lmao)
    (it's not a phase mum)
    PREFERRED WEAPONS
    > Sharp blade
    > A small, yet powerful gun


    KEY PERSONALITY TRAITS


    Somin is pretty much quiet, worried, cold, shy, blank, and determined. He shows no expression to anyone, unless they are close with him. He thinks that if he shows anyone his happy, sad, angry, fearful, or whatever other expression, he'll be judged. This leads to him becoming more shy around people and often very straight forward and cold hearted. He overly worries about things, but due to how he doesn't show his emotions much, he just talks extremely fast. He hates showing people how a truly is due to the fact that when he was little he was a happy, childish kid. Well, he was happy, so why is he all of a sudden like this?? Back then he expressed his love for singing, dancing, drawing, and more. But, his abusive parents took that away from him. Not only was he abused physically, but mentally. His real father died when he was 5, which led his mom to losing faith in humanity and ended up marrying some d.ick drug addict. This led to Somin becoming a punching bag for not only the idiots at school, but his own "parents." He suddenly realized that he didn't wanna be happy anymore because no one would let him, so he bottles it all up. People that are lucky enough to become really close with him get to see his happy, energetic, emotional side. In reality, he tries to take away that emotionless, cold side of him and go back to his happy days. Even if it is a struggle for him, he is determined to make sure everyone is safe, and that he can find his happiness.
    DISORDERS None but he has crazy PTSD because of crazy parents
    SANITY 6/10
    STABILITY 8/10
    FEARS Death, losing the ability to feel, his parents (deceased), strangers seeing his emotions
    PHOBIAS None really.
    MOTIVATIONS
    > Friends
    > Music
    > Very pleasing things
    HOPES/DREAMS
    > To show his feelings without feeling burdened
    > To be a great singer (he already has le bootiful sinnamon roll voice)
    > Of course surviving lmao
    PASSIVE OR AGGRESSIVE Passive
    BOOK OR STREET SMART Street smart
    BOLD OR SHY Shy
    CAUTIOUS OR CARELESS Cautious
    INTELLIGENCE 9/10
    CURIOSITY 4/10
    BRAVERY 6/10



    MOTHER Kim Taeun (deceased)
    FATHER
    > Kim Mingi (real father/deceased)
    > Park Daeyeon (fake father/deceased)
    SIBLINGS None.
    OTHER NOTABLE RELATIONS None.
    PETS Nupe ;-;.


    EYESIGHT 10/10
    HEARING 8/10
    STRENGTH 9/10
    SPEED 6/10


    Somin is quite tall, standing at exactly 6'0". He is extremely slim and seems to be very fragile looking. As for his face, he has this extremely fair skin and these very enchanting black eyes. His blank expression makes him somewhat have this mysterious, yet gentle type of aura. His style is usually made up of dark colors. From over-sized sweaters, to his scarves and hats, he always has it in a certain dark color. Dark colors enchant him, he says. Sadly, he also has a lot of scars on his arms due to his tragic past.


    EYE COLOR Black
    HAIR TYPE Somin has this very scruffy, light brown hair. It's pretty messy looking, but it can look very slick and neat as well. His hair pretty much has two sides: the good hair that looks like he used 1,000 lbs. of gel, and the bad one that makes him look like he really doesn't care. His hair is also very soft and fluffy, which is the reason many people pet his head.
    BODY BUILD A his a very slim male. He is also pretty tall, but his body is mostly fragile looking. He looks very gentle and vulnerable, but he is quite strong. He is basically a gentle giant.
    SCARS Quite a few on his arms
    BODY MODIFICATIONS None. He's not into that.


    SEXUALITY Homosexual
    ROMANTIC PREFERENCE Boys
    ANY PAST RELATIONSHIPS None.
    LOVE INTEREST(S) Open ;^D honhonhon~


    CLOTHING STYLE
    > Before: He had a very cutesy, innocent style. It usually consisted of over-sized sweaters and scarves. He also wore many colorful and interesting hats. Somin was also never really ashamed to wear flower crowns. (because he is sinnamon roll)


    >After: He pretty much has the same style, but minus a lot of color. He likes wearing dark, seductive looking colors. Along with his hats also being darker colors. He also doesn't have his flower crowns with him, but he still really likes them.
    FAVORITE BANDS AND ARTIST
    > Shinee
    > P!Atd
    > Twice
    > EXO
    FACE CLAIM Jeon Jungkook
    OTHER
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    OOC: Ah, I was a little busy lol ;v;


    Eojin dipped his head, listening to every word that Petra told him. [b]"You're right. I understand, that was so sudden. I apologize." He murmured, looking right at his taller companion. He wanted to know if he was good enough, but what he did could've gotten him hurt. He just wanted to help, even if there were consequences. But for now, he knew that he just had to leave it to Petra. Even so, he thought leaving everything to Petra was rude of him. He wanted to pay his older friend back. Stuck in his thoughts, he fumbled with his fingers. The timid Korean then heard Petra say something, which brought the boy to reality. "O-Oh! Alright, I'm coming." He yelped, racing over to Petra's side. Walking along, he just saw many boring things. It was very bland, old things pretty much sorted out into their own places. Sure, it was kind of interesting. But, it was extremely boring at the same time. It bored the fragile looking boy, but he went along with it.


    Along the way, the two had very strange conversations. Sometimes, they were regular questions. They might suddenly then turn into weird or not usually thought of questions. Eojin answered a lot of them, but some he just gave a slight laugh about and changed the subject. Petra was a really interesting person to talk to, and that made Eojin grateful. It would've been hard for him to keep on going by himself. So, with Petra by his side, he felt safe. The dark haired male honestly hoped that he would never suddenly end up by himself again. He gave a small smile to Petra, their conversations becoming longer and more interesting than he ever thought they would be.


    After a lengthy hour or so, the both of them arrived. Eojin was tense. Extremely tense. He was nervous to meet other people, so he hid most of himself behind his taller friend. "A-are you sure they'll like me Mr. Petra??" He asked, his voice becoming quieter and quieter the more close they got. He wondered, will they accept him? He was just this thin-ish, small, frail, weak 17 year old boy from S. Korea who barely knew anything about surviving. He was alive only because he was fast, and he usually hid. His Korean accent also made his English sound funny, but understandable. He didn't want to make the same foolish first impression he gave Petra, even if Petra accepted him. He knew they wouldn't. Or...would they? The small boy wanted to know the answer to that. But for now, he just waited until Petra did something, and hopefully he would be okay.
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