Post by Eita on Apr 5, 2008 22:28:21 GMT -5
Name: Eita. He doesn't like to mention his last name.
Age: 21 years old
Gender: Male
Height: 6"9
Weight: 125 pounds
Appearance: Mature, handsome, and obviously wealthy, Eita is nothing less than what many claim he is; a god on Earth. He likes everything from silk to cotton. Anything in between will result in a very angry Eita. His eyes are a charming icy blue, said to freeze any maiden in her tracks. Eita's face is very smooth, giving him an almost feminine appeal.
The only strange mark on his body is a deep scar running from his right shoulder to his left thigh, which he usually hides with a bandage. His skin doesn't bruise easily.
He has thin, dark-brown hair with bangs set on either side. Sometimes tiring of short hair he wears a wig that is shoulder length, though the same color. His stomach and other muscles are tight and well-defined from working. Pale lips equipped with his charming face makes him one of the best bachelors out there, wearing the best or worst clothes.
Personality: He is a handsome man with an equally beautiful personality. Kind, sweet-tempered, intelligent, hard-working, and classy with a humorous side to boot. His love for music is unmatched by any man. That said, he is also the toughest rival in the game called love.
This is because Eita has had at least ten girlfriends each month, a true player among players who thinks he knows every type of woman out there. Though he has dated many, he doesn't seem to believe love can exist. The "real" Eita is calm, sarcastic, and sadistic.
Wealth Status: Wealthy
Occupation: Entrepreneur
Personal Possessions:
An endless amount of music scores and books.
A notepad of his artworks and own scores.
Two violins (one his and one his sister's) and one flute.
A family portrait with himself and his sister.
Pets:
His Blue Persian cat, a female named Sylvie.
Personal Motto: "Being always over avid, I demand from those I love a love equal to mine, which, being balanced people, they cannot supply."
Family:
A twenty-two year old sibling he calls "Hatsu". She also has his looks, personality (though more spontaneous), and poor love life.
History: Though not specific about what happened, Eita used to live far from where he is now. Growing up in a poor family, he worked non-stop almost everyday with his sister so they could feed their ill parents and pay bills. Eventually Eita was noticed for his dexterity and charming face, and was kidnapped along with his sister while working in the fields by a traveling group of people.
Landing directly in France, gypsies took him in and taught Eita how to fool others and fight properly with various weapons while his sister got them a place to stay. Eita learned how to speak French and English fairly quickly and taught his sister as well. Though the gypsies had taught him much, he tore away from the group. Punishment was served, resulting in the scar on his back.
But now he and his sister were free. He created a unique company of his own about strong, authentic asian weapons and antiques, which became a hit among the French and English. Now rich enough to afford a mansion, he and Hatsu settled down. Eita pursued his passion in music while also searching for love a very long time. Finally rich enough, he pursues his greatest dream; to become a professional composer.
Plot Importance: Eita wants to buy the Opera House and make it into his own.
RP Sample:
Standing outside of a large mansion, a couple stood together...
"My lady, you look fairer than the fading snow." The young man complimented his latest woman, a pretty girl with hazel eyes. "I do hope I can offer you my talents as an author, composer, and musician, my lady. Will you not accept the love of this no-good man?" He bent down on one knee as if to propose.
The love-ridden girl blushed furiously, tugging at her expensive dress. Eita's pale lips twitched upward as she responded. "Eita, you are beyond beautiful. No god nor jewel can compare to the magnificent color of your eyes. But I cannot accept your love in fear 'tis forbidden with my parents."
"Very well, fair lady. I shall wait for your parents' approval. Or shall I have to steal you?" Eita asked with a low growl. Women liked it when men growled or purred. The girl sizzled at the handsome man's relentless flirting, and left his side with a quick peck.
"EITA! Must you flirt with every woman you see? Come inside before I beat you!" An angry shriek echoed. Just hearing it made him wince, so Eita called back. "Dear sister, must you be so loud? It is your old age that makes you so grumpy these days..." That had torn it. Hatsu came out of their three story home with an iron pot. His eyes widened, thus a chase between siblings had begun.
Age: 21 years old
Gender: Male
Height: 6"9
Weight: 125 pounds
Appearance: Mature, handsome, and obviously wealthy, Eita is nothing less than what many claim he is; a god on Earth. He likes everything from silk to cotton. Anything in between will result in a very angry Eita. His eyes are a charming icy blue, said to freeze any maiden in her tracks. Eita's face is very smooth, giving him an almost feminine appeal.
The only strange mark on his body is a deep scar running from his right shoulder to his left thigh, which he usually hides with a bandage. His skin doesn't bruise easily.
He has thin, dark-brown hair with bangs set on either side. Sometimes tiring of short hair he wears a wig that is shoulder length, though the same color. His stomach and other muscles are tight and well-defined from working. Pale lips equipped with his charming face makes him one of the best bachelors out there, wearing the best or worst clothes.
Personality: He is a handsome man with an equally beautiful personality. Kind, sweet-tempered, intelligent, hard-working, and classy with a humorous side to boot. His love for music is unmatched by any man. That said, he is also the toughest rival in the game called love.
This is because Eita has had at least ten girlfriends each month, a true player among players who thinks he knows every type of woman out there. Though he has dated many, he doesn't seem to believe love can exist. The "real" Eita is calm, sarcastic, and sadistic.
Wealth Status: Wealthy
Occupation: Entrepreneur
Personal Possessions:
An endless amount of music scores and books.
A notepad of his artworks and own scores.
Two violins (one his and one his sister's) and one flute.
A family portrait with himself and his sister.
Pets:
His Blue Persian cat, a female named Sylvie.
Personal Motto: "Being always over avid, I demand from those I love a love equal to mine, which, being balanced people, they cannot supply."
Family:
A twenty-two year old sibling he calls "Hatsu". She also has his looks, personality (though more spontaneous), and poor love life.
History: Though not specific about what happened, Eita used to live far from where he is now. Growing up in a poor family, he worked non-stop almost everyday with his sister so they could feed their ill parents and pay bills. Eventually Eita was noticed for his dexterity and charming face, and was kidnapped along with his sister while working in the fields by a traveling group of people.
Landing directly in France, gypsies took him in and taught Eita how to fool others and fight properly with various weapons while his sister got them a place to stay. Eita learned how to speak French and English fairly quickly and taught his sister as well. Though the gypsies had taught him much, he tore away from the group. Punishment was served, resulting in the scar on his back.
But now he and his sister were free. He created a unique company of his own about strong, authentic asian weapons and antiques, which became a hit among the French and English. Now rich enough to afford a mansion, he and Hatsu settled down. Eita pursued his passion in music while also searching for love a very long time. Finally rich enough, he pursues his greatest dream; to become a professional composer.
Plot Importance: Eita wants to buy the Opera House and make it into his own.
RP Sample:
Standing outside of a large mansion, a couple stood together...
"My lady, you look fairer than the fading snow." The young man complimented his latest woman, a pretty girl with hazel eyes. "I do hope I can offer you my talents as an author, composer, and musician, my lady. Will you not accept the love of this no-good man?" He bent down on one knee as if to propose.
The love-ridden girl blushed furiously, tugging at her expensive dress. Eita's pale lips twitched upward as she responded. "Eita, you are beyond beautiful. No god nor jewel can compare to the magnificent color of your eyes. But I cannot accept your love in fear 'tis forbidden with my parents."
"Very well, fair lady. I shall wait for your parents' approval. Or shall I have to steal you?" Eita asked with a low growl. Women liked it when men growled or purred. The girl sizzled at the handsome man's relentless flirting, and left his side with a quick peck.
"EITA! Must you flirt with every woman you see? Come inside before I beat you!" An angry shriek echoed. Just hearing it made him wince, so Eita called back. "Dear sister, must you be so loud? It is your old age that makes you so grumpy these days..." That had torn it. Hatsu came out of their three story home with an iron pot. His eyes widened, thus a chase between siblings had begun.