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[kamisama]

• proposed application •

Basics /

Name: KAMISAMA KIYOSHI
Date of Birth.: DECEMBER 25TH, 1978
Gender: MALE
Occupation: I AM AN AGENT OF SATAN, BUT MY DUTIES ARE LARGELY CEREMONIAL.
Birthplace: NEW YORK



Turtle or Hare / TURTLE
Half Empty or Full / HALF EMPTY
Truth or Lies / TRUTH
Day or Night / NIGHT
Bright or Bland / BLAND
Always or Never / ALWAYS
Love or War / WAR
Black or White / BOTH


Personality and Traits /

• Antisocial
• Unforgiving
• Abase
• Combative
• Resentful
• Distant
• Pessimistic
• Unresponsive
• Dependent
• Cruel

[ flip it all around to the opposites, and you have kami on a good day. his personality changes constantly. probably due to the several mental disorders he has. ]



History /


Born. Started crawling. Started walking. Broke a lot of shit. Dated this one person. They fucked me over. Everything went to hell from then, and sometimes I can't even remember my own name, and I wake up with more scratches, or I find a new scar, and I have absolutely no idea where it came from. Lovely, I know. Met Mayumi. Fell in love. And now I'm a soon to be dad. I was stabbed in the neck, now I need to use a litter box, la la la.. la la.

Sample /

The gentle rise and falls of my chest, and the swaying of my hair stirred by the chilled breeze was the only indication of any movement outside of rustling leaves in my current location. The park was barren, say for a few squirrels, and even they had to gone to hide from the stinging wind. I was poised most delicately, my legs bent over the gnarled branch of my choice oak, upper limbs held out most carefully. Within my grasp was a book, and not just any book, mind you. This was THE book. My book. Meaning I wrote it. I shifted my weight, the branch creaking underneath the pressure, eyes never taken off the lines across the page. Upside down, I was. This is the only way to think! Features were blank, void of all emotion, nothing but a serene mask that gave away just how easily pleased I am.

OOC
OOC Name / Kera

[° Rayna °]

But of course you're accepted my sweet Kera. ;] He's a bit more frightening here than Ray knows him as...but we all adjust, lawl.