Post by Uruha(麗) on Jan 2, 2011 16:55:39 GMT
Name: Takashima Kouyou (高島 宏陽)
Nick Name
Age: 18
Original Band: the GazettE
Instrument: Guitar
Year: Second Year
Image:
Height: 177 cm
Weight: 62 kg
Birthplace: Kanagawa Prefecture (Shounan District)
Personality: Uruha is actually quite a 'my-pace' person despite his outer appearance, but he'd help a friend in need. He would judge a person from the inside rather than outside. Most of the time he'd be off in his own little world, and it's hard for anyone to know just what he's thinking. He's actually a very normal person in thought and behavior, compared to the rest of the students. Gentle, caring, soft-spoken and just a tad bit shy, but a completely different person when performing onstage, the music he writes also tends to be much more aggressive than his usual personality.
Habits: Drinking alcohol, figure hunching over when in thought, staying quiet, daydreaming, being late (not on purpose, but really, he's just a 'my-pace' guy), jogging in the morning, drinking soymilk every morning, sleeping anytime when he's not busy, stealing friends' beds when staying over.
Likes: A good bottle of sake, vodka, sleeping (if no one wakes him up, he never will), glasses, his two nephews (is proud to be an uncle)
Dislikes: Being woken up, eating olives, showing off his thighs, being ignored on purpose
History: He grew up as a shy boy, having the habit to hide in his mother's skirt during social meetings when he was very little. He was frequently made fun of in school as a child because of his lips (and what do you know, look where they are now... sexy<3). He was chased by the yakuza at one point, even he didn't know what was going on, but thankfully he escaped. His interest in music started in first year of high school, after he had quit the soccer team. He learned guitar by watching music videos with his friends, and his parents bought him his first guitar when they realized his interest. They decided to support him by sending him to Ageha Academy where he can refine his skills as a musician, and hopefully achieve what he wants to in the future.
RP Example: Uruha barely even twitched in his lovely sleep when his alarm and cellphone rang, letting out a groan of annoyance as he punched the alarm to make it shut up, then reaching blindly for his phone and hanging up directly. He didn't want to hear his friend's voice right now. It wasn't even a school day. He lay there on his bed, eyes opening barely a centimeter as he tried to come to his senses, already feeling a hangover coming onto him. He had spent last night clubbing, coming back to the dorms late and collapsing on his bed directly, sleep overtaking him with the vodka and exhaustion in his system.
After a nice, long shower, Uruha threw on some fresh clothes, not bothered to make himself look pretty today and headed out from his dorm room, at least set on getting something to eat before hanging around for the rest of the day. Come to think of it, why did his friend call him again...? Flicking his long, honey-blonde hair from his face, he set off to the cafeteria, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he made his way down the corridor slowly.
Nick Name
Age: 18
Original Band: the GazettE
Instrument: Guitar
Year: Second Year
Image:
Height: 177 cm
Weight: 62 kg
Birthplace: Kanagawa Prefecture (Shounan District)
Personality: Uruha is actually quite a 'my-pace' person despite his outer appearance, but he'd help a friend in need. He would judge a person from the inside rather than outside. Most of the time he'd be off in his own little world, and it's hard for anyone to know just what he's thinking. He's actually a very normal person in thought and behavior, compared to the rest of the students. Gentle, caring, soft-spoken and just a tad bit shy, but a completely different person when performing onstage, the music he writes also tends to be much more aggressive than his usual personality.
Habits: Drinking alcohol, figure hunching over when in thought, staying quiet, daydreaming, being late (not on purpose, but really, he's just a 'my-pace' guy), jogging in the morning, drinking soymilk every morning, sleeping anytime when he's not busy, stealing friends' beds when staying over.
Likes: A good bottle of sake, vodka, sleeping (if no one wakes him up, he never will), glasses, his two nephews (is proud to be an uncle)
Dislikes: Being woken up, eating olives, showing off his thighs, being ignored on purpose
History: He grew up as a shy boy, having the habit to hide in his mother's skirt during social meetings when he was very little. He was frequently made fun of in school as a child because of his lips (and what do you know, look where they are now... sexy<3). He was chased by the yakuza at one point, even he didn't know what was going on, but thankfully he escaped. His interest in music started in first year of high school, after he had quit the soccer team. He learned guitar by watching music videos with his friends, and his parents bought him his first guitar when they realized his interest. They decided to support him by sending him to Ageha Academy where he can refine his skills as a musician, and hopefully achieve what he wants to in the future.
RP Example: Uruha barely even twitched in his lovely sleep when his alarm and cellphone rang, letting out a groan of annoyance as he punched the alarm to make it shut up, then reaching blindly for his phone and hanging up directly. He didn't want to hear his friend's voice right now. It wasn't even a school day. He lay there on his bed, eyes opening barely a centimeter as he tried to come to his senses, already feeling a hangover coming onto him. He had spent last night clubbing, coming back to the dorms late and collapsing on his bed directly, sleep overtaking him with the vodka and exhaustion in his system.
After a nice, long shower, Uruha threw on some fresh clothes, not bothered to make himself look pretty today and headed out from his dorm room, at least set on getting something to eat before hanging around for the rest of the day. Come to think of it, why did his friend call him again...? Flicking his long, honey-blonde hair from his face, he set off to the cafeteria, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he made his way down the corridor slowly.