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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 7, 2016 9:25:53 GMT 2
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 6, 2016 9:08:57 GMT 2
Let's start a riot
The slight tightening at the corner of his lips grew tighter in the form of a smirk. “Thanks,” he said, reaching out to take the lighter. Cupping his hands to his face to shield the cigarette from any stray gusts of wind, Kaine lit the paper-rolled tobacco. Smoke filled his lungs as he took a drag. Oh man, he should really quit. The shit was addictive.
“So, you out here working? Or you just like hanging out in scummy backwater alleys?” Kaine questioned, holding his hand out with the lighter balanced between two broad fingers. He knew the answer, he wasn't stupid. But the real question was where was the pimp? And, alternatively, how much was he going to be able to get away with?
“Actually, I should be asking what you charge.” The smaller man rolled his shoulders, feeling the sickeningly sweet sense of tension releasing from between joints and fibres of his musculature. “See, I can't pass up the opportunity to uh... get 'acquainted with the neighbourhood'.” And by that, he certainly meant 'get laid'.
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 5, 2016 9:15:04 GMT 2
@eliha Is this before or after they get all buddy buddy and eat pizza together? He would, though. I think maybe after Ruby Blackwood and Kaine got to know one another. At least then he'd feel a little bit shitty about it. Plus, better him do it then leave it to someone who wouldn't care if they seriously fuck her up or not >:/ |
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 4, 2016 17:20:33 GMT 2
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Why did he move to this shithole? It was so fucking boring here, maybe he was better off in New York City. At least things were a little bit interesting there. He took another drag from his cigarette before he flicked it to the pavement. He really need to give the shit up, but he was so fucking stressed out. No, what he really needed was something to do in his spare time. Sure, being the repo guy was fun in its own way, but it had so many rules. No beating people up unless they swung first, all that bullshit.
Pushing himself away from the wall he had been leaning against, Kaine decided to take a walk. He could feel the muscles in his legs just beginning to weaken. A pang of anxiety ran through him at the thought. Muscle turned to fat when you didn't upkeep it. He didn't want to be fat. No, wait, he couldn't survive being fat. No, motherfucking, no, no, no. Fingers flexed as he tried to bring himself back from the edge of having a panic attack. People got hurt when that happened and he never got to remember it.
“Get the fuck out of my way,” he snarled as someone bumped into his shoulder. He didn't even see who it was, he was too busy beating back his temper. A gym. He needed a gym and a punching bag. Human, actual bag, didn't matter. He needed one and he needed it quickly.
Another person bumped into him and this time he didn't bother making a coherent sentence. An elbow came up and collided with flesh, sending another innocent passerby stumbling backwards. “Call the cops and I'll come back to finish the job,” he growled with sharp eyes and a accusing finger.
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 4, 2016 16:04:12 GMT 2
you told me to do it
worth it
Yes, yes!! Fighting pals that kick each other's asses and laugh about it afterwards. I'm thinking maybe: yo, wanna get a drink?;;, let's call it a draw;; and jokingly hey, baby. nice ass;;?
Let's make some violence with these babies >D
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 4, 2016 15:39:08 GMT 2
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Friends
yeah, yeah, get out of my face before i break yours;;
oh, it's you again;;
hey man, what's up?;;
yo, wanna get a drink?;;
let's call it a draw;;
i would risk prison rape for you;;
Lovers
hey, baby. nice ass;;
wanna go back to mine?;;
bro, i need to get laid and you're it;;
i want you to live under my bed;;
maybe i'll put a ring on it;;
don't you dare let me go;;
Family
hey, didn't you sleep with my sister one time?;;
fuck off, i don't care if you married her;;
'sup cuz?;;
i haven't seen your since 'nam!;;
hey, i can borrow some green?;;
you're like my goddamn brother;;
Enemies
get out of my way, asshat;;
if i see your face again, i'll break it;;
you're gonna look funny picking up your teeth with broken fingers;;
i hope we both go to prison and i get you as a cellmate motherfucker;;
shoot to kill;;
world war three;;
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 4, 2016 11:33:08 GMT 2
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Cigarette smoke slowly drifted up into the cool night air, trailing above him like a cloud of sin. He wasn't a very intimidating figure in the dark, being short as he was, but that suited him just fine. Maybe someone would try to jump him, give him something to do while he walked home from the bar. He'd been too bored to drink himself drunk. Why was this city so boring? It was supposed to be home to a big mafia type thing, wasn't it? Maybe he'd just go home and whack off again.
He turned yet another corner (where the fuck did he even live, anyway?), and came across what he could only describe as a prowling man. Not prowling like a tiger waiting to spring on prey, but prowling like a rat waiting for snatch the last crumbs off the table. A thief, maybe? A twitch tugged at the corner of Kaine's lips. Was he tipsy enough to find out? Did it even matter? No.
Kaine flicked his cigarette away and pulled out another from his jacket pocket to put between his lips. Casually, as if he weren't planning to pick a fight, he approached the other man. “Hey, don't suppose you got a light?” he asked once he was a respectable distance away. “Some asshole stole my lighter.”
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Post by Kaine Yu on Apr 3, 2016 14:15:20 GMT 2
x Kaine Yu
[break]NAME. Kaine Yu [break]NICKNAME. Kiki (His mother's nickename for him. He will break your face if you call him this.)[break]AGE. 28 [break]BIRTHDAY. April 03, 1988[break]MEMBER GROUP. Plebea[break]RANK. [break]GENDER. Male[break]SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Homosexual[break]ACCENT & NATIONALITY. New York & American Korean[break]LOYALTY. Himself[break][break]OCCUPATION. Repossession Agent[break]ADDICTIONS & SICKNESS. Narcissistic, Aggressive, Addicted to porn [break][break]FACECLAIM. Andrey Jever[break]HEIGHT. 5'3"[break]EYE & HAIR COLOR. Brown/Black[break]IDENTIFYING FEATURES. Circular scar beneath right eye, central lipring, slavering labret, anti-eyebrow (both sides), nostril ring (left), double lobe piercings (both sides), perineum horizontal bar, jacob's ladder (five bars), snake and roses tattoo (back and left thigh).[break]APPEARANCE. Kaine is the epitome of douchebag. Baggy jeans, wife-beaters, sneakers, leather jackets and sunglasses dark enough to block out the fucking righteous light of heaven, he wears it all. He even shaves lines into his eyebrows, because why not? When he's working out, or going to the beach, though, you can bet he'll be shamelessly wearing tight shorts and sneakers, if nothing else. If you had a body like his, you'd do it to, don't deny it.[break][break]LIKES. McDonalds, Making people uncomfortable, Working out, Picking fights, Disney songs[break]DISLIKES. Korean food, tall people, sitcoms, up-jumped dickfaces who order him around[break]STRENGTHS. Independent, Confident[break]FLAWS. Reckless, Selfish[break]DREAMS. Become a pornstar[break]FEARS. Becoming any kind of fat[break]PERSONALITY. Quite simply, Kaine is an asshole. He wouldn't even piss on you if you were on fire, and would likely laugh at your unfortunate ass for shits and giggles. There's little he cares about and even fewer people. He's an aggressive individual and holds the idea that only the strongest deserve to be the 'top dog'. He refuses to help out anybody unless it benefits him in some way, and even then, would probably break your legs afterwards and take your shit just to spite you.
Kaine doesn't have very many friends and he likes to keep it that way. People are useless, boring and are only good for fucking, if they have a dick between their legs. Otherwise, they're just another bag of meat to shove out of his way as he makes his way through life. Unless you want to pay him to break someone else's legs, Kaine is best left alone, just like he likes it.[break][break]FATHER. Kim Yu, 46, etc[break]MOTHER. Dami Yu, 48, etc[break]SIBLINGS. Mia Yu, 24; Mandy Yu, 24; Dean Yu, 21[break]OTHER PEOPLE/PETS. Dylan McTavish, Ex-Boyfriend, 29[break]HOMETOWN. New York City[break]HISTORY. Kaine was born in South Korea, the first son of a young couple hoping to change their fortunes in a new world. He was two years old when they moved to New York City, USA, where his father had gotten a scholarship to study Mechanical Engineering. Kaine grew up in a relatively normal home and at four years old, welcomed his twin sisters into the world.
Things didn't get interesting until high school. Kaine was always a outspoken independent child, and heading into the ruthless environment of a public high school, his head-strong nature turned him onto an aggressive path. He became competitive in soccer, hockey and wrestling, taking the suggestion from his parents that his energy was better focused in physical activities. He had been kicked from wrestling several times for punching the other boys in the face and just downright dirty fighting.
Dami and Kim sat the boy down, determined to get to the bottom of his aggression. After hours of arguing and near on interrogation, it was revealed that Kaine was gay. He had been taking his frustrations and fears out on anyone who had the nerve to pick on him. With love and support from his family, the storm inside subsided enough that Kaine could function relatively normally.
Towards the end of high school, Kaine found himself a skinny, gothic boyfriend. The kid was into all sorts of kinky shit and was the first person to introduce Kaine into the world of BDSM. His aggression returned when the kid left him for one of the football players. He beat his rival into a bloody pulp, and was sent to juvenile hall for 9 months.
The violence continues. It's cycle of violence, discipline, sex, weed and more violence. [break]PREVIOUS GROUP/RANK.[break][break]ALIAS. Squid[break]HOW YOU FOUND US. Kaw ordered me to join.[break]EXPERIENCE. Aww, I have to count! Umm, 12 years on and off.[break]OTHER CHARACTERS. None[break](RP sample from a DragonAge RP)
He was drunk. Or maybe just really tipsy. Either way, he couldn't look at his mug without seeing two floating around on the table. The alcohol left him comfortably numb, his mind slowed to a dull buzz. He could barely hear the bard playing a dirty song in the background, or the rowdy patrons singing along. He could barely feel the hard, wooden stool under him or the wall his back leaned into. Yeah, if he could exist in this state forever, Saarevat probably would. Forget the world's problems and the nattering of nobles asking how much he charged for a dragon's head.
“...Sir? Maybe I should come back another time?”
Saarevat opened one bleary eye, looking up at the finely dressed elven woman. Probably someone's servant. Had she been talking to him? He didn't know, didn't really care. She was just another annoyance.
“Whadya want?” he grunted, shifting around on the stool with as much grace as a salted snail. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked up at her, staring impatiently for her to reply.”You're ruining my vibe, elf.”
The woman spluttered, handing him a folded letter. “M-my Lord wished to speak to you about your services,” she said, waiting for the large Kossith man to take the offered letter. He simply stared at it, before turning his gaze back to her.
“I can't read Common Tongue,” he growled, picking up his mug to take a large swig of sour smelling ale. When he finished swallowing, he turned back to the elf. “Just tell me what he wants, or go away.”
“I... very well,” said the elf, before she placed the letter on the table in front of Saarevat and cleared her throat. “Lord Strudwick wishes to enquire about your services pertaining to the hunting of dragons. However, his request isn't for the death of a dragon, but rather the acquisition of a dragon's egg.” She had clearly rehearsed.
Saarevat perked up a little, running his tongue across the front of his teeth. “What does this Lord whoever want with a dragon's egg?” That would be a risky mission, even for him. High dragons were notoriously protective of their clutches and it would be no easy matter to find one, yet alone to take an egg from it. He'd most certainly have to kill the beast guarding the nest, plus any drakes she had lingering in her lair.
The elf stiffened a the question and shook her head. “I don't know my lord's mind in this matter,” she said. “I was simply told to find you and deliver the letter, or otherwise explain the situation. Beyond what I just told you, I know nothing.”
Saarevat grunted in response, settling back into his seat. “Sure, I'll just steal an egg from a dragon. Should be no problem at all,” he sneered, taking yet another swig of ale. “Tell your Lord Whatever that I'll do the job. But he pays half of the fee upfront plus provisions costs.”
He downed the rest of his ale and stood, rolling his neck to crack the joints. He had work to do.[break] |
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