Post by Takashi Morinozuka on Sept 4, 2011 19:14:59 GMT -5
OOC Name: Remy.
Character's Name: Takashi Morinozuka.
Character's Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Role-play Sample: A loud ringing echoed through the long hallways of Ouran Academy, which were soon to be flooded by the student body, eager to either go home or see the infamous Host Club.
For one student, he had high hopes of getting into his family’s car, cousin by his side, and just driving off in the direction of their houses.
“Takashi!”
Said teenager had barely turned in the direction of the high-pitched voice when he felt someone attach themselves to his back. He could feel the tiny hands on his head as his older, yet tinier, cousin hoisted himself onto his shoulders.
Instantly, Mori positioned his hands on the boy’s legs for support. “Ah.” He simply said, packing away his books into his bag with one hand before finally stepping out into the hall.
The two fell into step beside a group of girls, headed in the direction of the Third Music Room. “Honey-kun, Mori-kun!” The girls squealed, waving at the duo. Mitsukuni wrapped an arm around the top of Takashi’s head to balance himself before greeting the students.
“Hi~!” Takashi merely glanced at their company, nodding his head in acknowledgement. He had no interest whatsoever in a conversation, when did he ever, and was focused on getting in and out of the club room.
Today had been long and all he was looking forward to was getting home. He was only half listening to Mitsukuni and the girls talk as he strolled through the corridor, planning out the rest of his evening.
“Mori-kun, you seem to be very distracted today..” A petite girl with brown hair commented, looking at him in concern.
“Takashi’s feeling tired, that’s all!” The little blond boy told her, hugging his cousin’s head. “Mm,” Mori let the sound escape from his lips as he pushed open the doors, propping it open to let the ladies through.
Mitsukuni hopped down from his back, patting him on the back. “You can sleep if you want Takashi; I can handle the customers!” He pulled the taller boy along, forcing him down on the couch, then (tried) to sing him to sleep.
Secret Code: Daruma Doll Fell Over.
Character's Name: Takashi Morinozuka.
Character's Age: 18.
Gender: Male.
Role-play Sample: A loud ringing echoed through the long hallways of Ouran Academy, which were soon to be flooded by the student body, eager to either go home or see the infamous Host Club.
For one student, he had high hopes of getting into his family’s car, cousin by his side, and just driving off in the direction of their houses.
“Takashi!”
Said teenager had barely turned in the direction of the high-pitched voice when he felt someone attach themselves to his back. He could feel the tiny hands on his head as his older, yet tinier, cousin hoisted himself onto his shoulders.
Instantly, Mori positioned his hands on the boy’s legs for support. “Ah.” He simply said, packing away his books into his bag with one hand before finally stepping out into the hall.
The two fell into step beside a group of girls, headed in the direction of the Third Music Room. “Honey-kun, Mori-kun!” The girls squealed, waving at the duo. Mitsukuni wrapped an arm around the top of Takashi’s head to balance himself before greeting the students.
“Hi~!” Takashi merely glanced at their company, nodding his head in acknowledgement. He had no interest whatsoever in a conversation, when did he ever, and was focused on getting in and out of the club room.
Today had been long and all he was looking forward to was getting home. He was only half listening to Mitsukuni and the girls talk as he strolled through the corridor, planning out the rest of his evening.
“Mori-kun, you seem to be very distracted today..” A petite girl with brown hair commented, looking at him in concern.
“Takashi’s feeling tired, that’s all!” The little blond boy told her, hugging his cousin’s head. “Mm,” Mori let the sound escape from his lips as he pushed open the doors, propping it open to let the ladies through.
Mitsukuni hopped down from his back, patting him on the back. “You can sleep if you want Takashi; I can handle the customers!” He pulled the taller boy along, forcing him down on the couch, then (tried) to sing him to sleep.
Secret Code: Daruma Doll Fell Over.
