Post by Kame Kanasegawa on Apr 12, 2009 15:10:06 GMT -5
[/center]WE ASK FOR A CHANCE
FOR ONE LAST GLANCE
KAME MAKOTO KANASEGAWA .
19, PUNK ROCKER, THE WILD ONE
~IT IS WHAT IT IS~
what's your name?
what's your name?
My full name is Kame Makoto Tokimitsu Kanasegawa, named after my father, Kame, my grandfather, Makoto, and my great grandfather, Tokimitsu. I don’t care much for nicknames, but I’ll respond to either Kame, or Makoto, or just Mako. Just don’t call me Tokimitsu, or any variation of that.
~IN ALL YOUR DAYS~
how old are you?
how old are you?
I was born on March 28, in a shoddy hospital in Kyoto, Japan in 1990. That make’s me 19 years young.
~TODAY AND TOMORROW~
where do you spend your days?
where do you spend your days?
I don’t go to school. I had enough of that when I was younger. But I do work at a punk store in the mall, where I’m free to wear my hair, tats and piercings as I please. The job pays well enough for me, although I can’t say I enjoy some of my co-workers.
~IT'S HOW YOU ARE~
what turns you on?
what turns you on?
I like to consider myself straight, but I do have an occasional bi moment. I don’t really care much what anybody has to think or say when, and if, they ever see me kiss or get close to another guy. Don’t like it, don’t look. I’ve never been in a serious relationship, not that I don’t want to be, just that I sometimes I have troubles picking the right people; some are freaks, and not the good kind, like me, and then some are just too ordinary, which is also a slight turnoff. But I will say that shy girls, and the occasional spunky girl, are a serious hit for me. My little girl is a testament to that.
~I WISH I WAS PERFECT~
are you bodacious?
are you bodacious?
I’m about 6’0” - 6’1”, and lanky as hell. My hair is always a different color, or color combo, each week, or if I feel good, each day. I have dull brown eyes that are usually looking through prescription glasses. But as for my fashion sense; some say I have none, others agree. I tend to wear whatever I feel like wearing, maybe something hip hop or punk one day and traditional the next. My body is littered with tattoos; there’s one large script on my back, and a tat across my chest, on my right arm, and across my knuckles and wrist, plus some more. I can't be bothered to remember where they all are. As for piercings, I have one lip ring on the right side of my lower lip, one on the left side of my nose, one for my right eyebrow and two piercings in each ear. Maybe more if I feel like adding them. My birthmark is on my stomach, nothing fancy or unique.
~LIKE A CAT TO A MOUSE~
what do you like?
what do you like?
It’d be easier to list what I don’t like, but let’s give this a go. First and foremost, I love my daughter. She’s what makes my world go ‘round. Next I love who I am, and what I can do. It’s pretty amazing being a Nephele. I love shapeshifting and being something different, it makes me feel free. Music also makes me feel free. Rock, Punk rock, Rap rock, JRock, anything with heavy guitar use, or with some sort of meaning behind the lyrics, is in for me, in fact I even play the guitar and sing a bit myself. I love sweets, be it cake, candy or a sweet drink, I’m a sucker for sweet things. I also like sour things. I like all kinds of animals, but I love ferrets and other small critters the most. And I don’t know where I would be without my hair dye, I can’t imagine life without being able to change my hair as often as I please. I love the smell of vanilla, despite having no interest in eating it. And lastly, I love my mp3 player, you can always find me wearing my earpieces, listening to the tracks on the small device. It’s what gets me through the days.
~SAME CRAP, DIFFERENT DAY~
what do you despise?
what do you despise?
Like I mentioned before, it’s easy to tell you what I don’t like, considering there’s not a whole bunch of things I hate. But, you know, everyone has their bad days, I’m no different.
I hate people who just don’t know when to shut up nor do I like close-minded people. I mean, we’re all humans, we’re all the same no matter our personal preferences. I also hate needy people, nosy people, loud and obnoxious people(myself not included) and those touchy feely kinds. Actually, I just don’t like being touched a whole lot in general. I don’t like oranges, don’t ask why, I just don’t. And I can’t say I care much for country or rap music. I don’t like selfish people, even though I can be quite stingy with my things.
~OF ALL THE THINGS~
what are you like?
what are you like?
I'm an okay guy, I like to think. I'm laid back and easygoing, as long as you don't get on my nerves. Not a whole bunch can anger me, and I tend to just laugh at a lot of things. I'm rarely serious unless the situation calls for it, I do flip people off a lot though. I've also been told I'm crazy on more than several occasions for my random outbursts and hyper tendencies, but life's no fun when you're serious all the time. I suppose I can come off as a bit mean sometimes, maybe even a little sardonic. But overall, I'm a pretty neat person. My strength and my weakness is the same, Mari-chan. But, I have other weaknesses too, like a serious allergy to peanuts, and another strength would be... my... tolerance...?
~I WANT TO BE~
what are your goals?
what are your goals?
Other than being the best dad ever? I want to be someone famous. Maybe a rockstar, or tattooist. I'd also like to have my own tat shop and music store one day.
~SOME ALIEN VIRUS~
what do you fear?
what do you fear?
I'd have to say I fear elevators. Ever since I was a kid, I would aleays hear about or watch movies on how people were trapped in elevators, and then something happens and the next thing they know, they're falling 50 stories to their doom. Not how I want to go out. But that's just some childish fear, the thing I fear the most, more than anything is my dad. He's never liked me, probably because I didn't turn out the way he wanted. I'm worried that one day he's just going to disown me entirely.
~WHAT YOU CAN'T FORGET~
do you have any secrets?
do you have any secrets?
Hrm... you can't really call it a 'secret' if I tell you what it is, can you? Whatever, it's nothing exciting anyways. When I was 13 I took my moms earrings and gave them to my then current girlfriend, and told her that I paid a fortune for them. She felt so bad that I 'spent' so much money on her, that she made my lunch for months and even did some of my homework too. She did a lot of other things too, but let's not get into that.
~THE ONES I LOVE~
what about your family?
what about your family?
My mom and dad, Yuiko and Kame Kanasegawa, still live in Japan with my younger twin siblings Momo and Kaede, who are being homeschooled as far as I remember, and my older sisters Kanae who's 21 and married, Hitomi who's in college and Sayuri, who... actually, I don't know what she's up to. We all get along pretty peachy, except for me and my dad.
~IT'S MY LIFE~
how has life treated you?
how has life treated you?
Life's been good. I can't complain. There are some bad memories, like the time came home to find my room had been renovated at the demand of my sister Kanae who thought my interests were too juvenile for a Kanasegawa boy of 12. Yeah. Then there are the good, like when I got my first pet at 5, which... could actually serve as a bad memory too considering he died a week after I got him... I didn't mean to step on him... Then there's the birth of my daught, Mariko. It was unplanned, and unexpected, but... it's all good now.
~IT'S WHO I AM~
what are you?
what are you?
I'm a Nephele, or a shapeshifter.
~IT'S ALL ABOUT ME~
want to know me?
want to know me?
hey, my name is Mariah and i am 16. i found this site at PBS, i think and i have been role playing for about 4 or 5 years. obviously i think Kame is a great person and i bet you'd never guess that i wish he were real so i could stalk him >3. i really want to go to Japan and you should check out how amazing i am!
~HOW I DO IT~
how do you RP?
how do you RP?
I skipped the last two steps on my way up the stairs, landing with a thud at the top of the steps that led to the punk/alternative store I worked at. A small giggle sounded to my left, grasping my attention, and I turned to see a customer leaning on the payout counter. She was a younger girl, probably a high school student, with her black hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and was wearing a, way too tight, green shirt with baggy black camo pants that fell just shy of her hips, leaving a view of the thong she wore under. I glanced at it curiously before turning my eyes away. Honestly, I may wear a lot of weird stuff, but something that rides up the crack is taking it too far. But, whatever floats your boat, I guess.
“Can I help you?” I asked after moving behind the counter, leaning against it as well with the usual grin on my face. She raised a thin brow at me, and fixed her green eyes on my attire before breathing deep and speaking.
“Yah, um… I was wondering if you had that new Snipe CD?” She asked around the large wad of gum she was smacking on, that garbled her speech some. I blinked and kept the grin on my face as I answered.
“Oh. No. Sorry.”
“Are you sure you don’t have any more in the back or something?”
“Yes.”
“Well, could you check…”
“No.” I chewed on my lip while watching as she grew increasingly annoyed with me, but I just smiled wider, showing my, not-so, perfect teeth behind my lips. The girl sighed loudly, eyes watering, and turned so that she was leaning backwards and resting her elbows on the counter muttering to herself, and I just stared. I almost wanted to pat her on the shoulder and give her words of encouragement; kudos to a lover of good music, but really, she needed to suck it up and try the other stores, there’s no need to cry. No, I’m not a mean person, it’s just pointless to look in the back for something I know that’s not there. I shrugged my shoulders and assumed she’d go away eventually, until she suddenly turned around again with a more determined look on her face, only for that look to go sour when she noticed my mp3 in one hand, while my other played with my lip ring. She slapped the countertop and I swiveled my eyes up to meet hers once again.
“Hey. Can I help you?” Her face held a look of incredulity at me, and I smiled largely, again. This day was sure to be long, but enjoyable.
this application was made by josie with inspiration from larkie (the first to make it). most are lyrics which are snippets from songs by rick springfield on his album S/D/A/A.[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]