Post by Gage on Aug 3, 2012 21:27:05 GMT -5
Name:
Seung
Gender:
Male
Age:
Sixteen years
Element:
Fire
Companions:
None at the present
Resides In:
Fire Nation; no set home.
Appearance:
At first glance, Seung looks like any other boy from the fire nation. He stands at only five feet and three inches, eagerly waiting for the day he has a growth spurt. Boy, will that be the day. The only problem is that he doesn't know when that will be and how many inches he'll gain. Look towards the genetics? Come on, don't say that around him! You'll make him run away. Again. Oh, wait, getting off topic. He's quite the thin boy, easily making his small muscles stand out more. With limited food on his part, he only weighs around one hundred five pounds, but don't trust that number. He hasn't been weighed in, well, ever, so it's more a guess than anything else.
Moving on, let's take a look at that hair! That dark mop of brown hair can easily make you think he has black hair. A step into the sunlight will wipe that thought out of your mind as the ebony turns chocolate. Dark chocolate. Seung's hair seems even darker against his skin, which could probably sparkle in the sunlight due to how pale it is. Pale, despite countless hours running outside during the harsh, sunny days. He's sometimes questioned about it, though most tend to just ignore it, thinking he's one of those teenagers who spend all their time indoors.
Now, on to his most stunning feature--his eyes. Against pale skin and framed with almost-black hair, his eyes just pop. Large, ruby red eyes. Paired up with all of his other physical traits, the eyes just tie everything together. Yet suspicions and rumors get the best of people. Dark hair, pale skin, and red eyes. What do you think of with those? No. Not vampire. Demon. He's been called that on various occasions, for those who care to look at his eyes. They're captivating orbs, but that doesn't help in his case. Does he care, though? No. He could care less as he walks down the street, hands in his pockets, as people murmur all around him, quickly moving away from him.
It's hard to care when you grew up bullied for your eyes. You get used to it.
Clothing wise, Seung wears whatever he can afford, which isn't much. His usual outfit is the exact same from day to day, the fabric wearing thin from overuse. Dirt has dusted itself on the red, dulling it down into more of a reddish gray than anything else. So, what is his usual outfit? A faded red, rarely buttoned vest of some unknown to him material and tattered faded orange pants. You can forget about shoes; he hasn't worn those since he was three. It isn't much of an outfit, but I'll let you in on a little secret: it's hard to steal a decent outfit in a few seconds. Yes, his outfit is stolen. Was he ever found out? Nope.
Personality:
likes;;
dislikes;;
More stuff will go hurr.
Backstory:
Image:
/points up.
face claim;; Kisaragi Shintaro -- Kagerou Project