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A Cynical Devotee
Kyon's story
Created on 2009-02-11 00:20:33 (#18525782), last updated 2009-02-19
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BioAppearance: A mop of hair clumping in a fairly consistent manner hangs down around Kyon's head reaching almost to his eyes; it's only the unusual bangs that give him a distinct enough look to stand out. The midnight-brown hair frames his face naturally this way though, causing pupils the color of faded gold to become pronounced. Thin lips press together in a neutral expression that border faintly on becoming a frown if given the opportunity, although that isn't to say he isn't quick to smile for a greeting, or a rather personable student from a respectable school, the uniform for which the lean boy still wears even behind the walls of this facility. North High's uniform for boys is a simple teal jacket with a fancy "m" embroidered atop of its left breast pocket, the jacket itself he leaves unbuttoned and his white button-up shirt untucked to show a carefree relaxed side to him, his red tie pulled a few inches away from his neck for breathing room reinforces this idea. The outfit is completed with plain gray pants that bunch up slightly as the hem rests atop of the chocolate colored loafers. Even with plenty of spare clothes packed for his stay here he would refuse them except for the weekends when students would be allowed to dress as they pleased.
Personality: At a young age he realized he didn't believe in a Santa Clause at all, not once, that the prospect of some old man doing work only once a year was too laughable. Yet it wasn't until middle school that he stopped believing in time travelers, espers, aliens, and the rest. It's not that he ever expected them to be jump out of the shadows; he just wanted them to and so he just wasn't willing to give up on the idea consciously until graduation. From that moment forward he was willing to become far more accepting of reality in its mundane workings, feeling free to take what fate destiny was to hand him for his future. His personality is relatively plain after all. Raised by loving parents he has been quick to make a few friends most places he goes, and to treat others respectfully in almost all situations. Sarcasm or dead-pan humor are the only real notable features he has; used frequently to catch people's attention to points he tries to convey or illicit a laugh to defuse tense situations.
How your character got here: Kyon had the misfortune of a long conversation being overheard between himself and a school mate, his mother thinking it was a joke at first became increasingly worried about how her son sounded as he went on mentioning God in his classroom and how he referred to his friends as coming from the future, or being all powerful aliens, yet it was the casual slip of how they had entered another student's apartment without permission to do battle that had finally made up her mind. Thinking perhaps the recent transfer of one of his friends stateside and the additional stresses of school had gotten to him his parents arranged for him to have a psyche evaluation at the same place, as it came very highly recommended.
Symptoms your character possesses: Kyon sleeps very well, occasionally sleeping soundly even through light attempts to wake him up, and has been known to sleep walk, his sister reporting that Kyon was missing for a couple hours one night. His parents claim that his sense of reality is disconnected with the rest of the world and that he is overly stressed, yet personally he has kept a tight lip on any of these accusations so far, appearing relatively normal.
Example journal entry: Well another day in this beautiful world. I've finished unpacking what belongings I was allowed to take, the rooms are rather sparse here, and having so many roommates is a bit much, don't you think? So I've started to wonder if I can get a room to myself. If this journal passes in front of the eyes of whoever is in charge of that could they look into that? Thank you. I'm not looking forward to my first meeting with my therapist here, it's things like that that actually make me feel like I'm not right. Oh… but I'm glad I'll be getting to see a good friend of mine from school.HARUHI.
Example post:
"Yuki!" the shout leapt past Kyon's lips in an instant, his teeth gritting briefly as he struggled against the two men in gray uniforms.
His one free hand crept along the carpet, grasping for the phone that had just fallen out of reach, the backlight of the cell phone indicating the call had just connected, "Yuki! Don't do anything! I understand what's happening and why I'm going! Tell Koizumi too! Tell Miss Asahina… something more pleasant so she doesn't worry but… I know I'll be back, and I'll come back with her! I'll figure out a way!"
His foot bracing against the doorframe was pulled away as another pair of hands grasped him, finally hauling him out of the room.
Personality: At a young age he realized he didn't believe in a Santa Clause at all, not once, that the prospect of some old man doing work only once a year was too laughable. Yet it wasn't until middle school that he stopped believing in time travelers, espers, aliens, and the rest. It's not that he ever expected them to be jump out of the shadows; he just wanted them to and so he just wasn't willing to give up on the idea consciously until graduation. From that moment forward he was willing to become far more accepting of reality in its mundane workings, feeling free to take what fate destiny was to hand him for his future. His personality is relatively plain after all. Raised by loving parents he has been quick to make a few friends most places he goes, and to treat others respectfully in almost all situations. Sarcasm or dead-pan humor are the only real notable features he has; used frequently to catch people's attention to points he tries to convey or illicit a laugh to defuse tense situations.
How your character got here: Kyon had the misfortune of a long conversation being overheard between himself and a school mate, his mother thinking it was a joke at first became increasingly worried about how her son sounded as he went on mentioning God in his classroom and how he referred to his friends as coming from the future, or being all powerful aliens, yet it was the casual slip of how they had entered another student's apartment without permission to do battle that had finally made up her mind. Thinking perhaps the recent transfer of one of his friends stateside and the additional stresses of school had gotten to him his parents arranged for him to have a psyche evaluation at the same place, as it came very highly recommended.
Symptoms your character possesses: Kyon sleeps very well, occasionally sleeping soundly even through light attempts to wake him up, and has been known to sleep walk, his sister reporting that Kyon was missing for a couple hours one night. His parents claim that his sense of reality is disconnected with the rest of the world and that he is overly stressed, yet personally he has kept a tight lip on any of these accusations so far, appearing relatively normal.
Example journal entry: Well another day in this beautiful world. I've finished unpacking what belongings I was allowed to take, the rooms are rather sparse here, and having so many roommates is a bit much, don't you think? So I've started to wonder if I can get a room to myself. If this journal passes in front of the eyes of whoever is in charge of that could they look into that? Thank you. I'm not looking forward to my first meeting with my therapist here, it's things like that that actually make me feel like I'm not right. Oh… but I'm glad I'll be getting to see a good friend of mine from school.
Example post:
"Yuki!" the shout leapt past Kyon's lips in an instant, his teeth gritting briefly as he struggled against the two men in gray uniforms.
His one free hand crept along the carpet, grasping for the phone that had just fallen out of reach, the backlight of the cell phone indicating the call had just connected, "Yuki! Don't do anything! I understand what's happening and why I'm going! Tell Koizumi too! Tell Miss Asahina… something more pleasant so she doesn't worry but… I know I'll be back, and I'll come back with her! I'll figure out a way!"
His foot bracing against the doorframe was pulled away as another pair of hands grasped him, finally hauling him out of the room.
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