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Tino


“Ouch…” A single groan could barely be heard as a young black-haired youth’s eyes squinted into the darkness. Tino lay on his back, his neck felt stiff in addition to his arms and legs. Unlike the familiar warmth of his home’s wooden floors or the fuzzy piles that was his pets, the ceramic tiles became last on his list of things to sleep on as its coldness breached his blue cotton sweater. His hazel gaze drifted from corner to corner. A few people loitered within sight.

Did he fell asleep on the tour guide’s endless droning? Did he tripped and knocked himself out? A prank? As he took a moment of silence, Tino felt something wasn’t quite right. It was the same room his class had entered yet this place looked completely different in the dark.

With a gasp, his body was shaken by someone. He turned his head to see a girl around his age with purple hair and matching eyes who asked him what’s happening. She looked equally as confused as he did if not a bit groggy. “Uh… Shouldn’t I be asking that too?” He could barely wrap his head around this curious situation. With a huff, he wriggled a bit on the ground before lifting himself up. When no answer came to mind, he shrugged. “Dunno. My mind is blanking out.”

He squinted into the unlit space until he could barely make out the shape of a lady with weird green hair. “I- I’m feeling a bit blind. Where the heck are the lights?” He asked, stumbling over to the nearest wall. It would really brighten his day if he could just find a darn light switch. He didn't have time for his eyes to adjust. Just what the heck is happening?


~Name~
Tino Fava

~Age~
12

~Gender~
Male

~Rose Color~
Red

~Why are you in the Art Gallery?~
An all-expense-paid field trip with his class.

~What is the one item that was brought with you?
Scratch-and-sniff stickers. He wanted scented markers, but his gramps thought he shouldn’t be sniffing them at all.

~Likes~
Large dogs (The bigger, the better!)
Fruit snacks (Grape ones are pretty gross though)
Long walks through the city's park
Video games

~Dislikes~
Desolate places
Staying still
Math
His nickname “Faba bean”

~Hobbies~
Dog sitting
Playing video games
Hanging out with friends
Tree climbing

~Fears~
Eerie silence
Being left alone
The death of his dogs
Incurring his grandpa’s wrath

~Personality~

“Hey, our art teacher keeps saying that ‘Art comes alive.’ Did she sniff scented markers, too?”
Restless yet easy-going, Tino can’t seem to settle down. He strives in companionship and enjoys wide open spaces. With his short attention span and devil-may-care attitude, he explores his environment and challenges those who thinks reverse psychology will work on him. It's a rare sight to see him sit down, but even then he would be doing something like scoring a basket with a paper ball or folding an ungodly amount of failed origami (which just ended up as wads that will be used later for paper basketball). Like many other children his age, Tino is an open-book; although, not with words. While too proud to talk about feelings, his emotions are displayed through his actions. He can easily be moved to tears, or provoked into petty skirmishes when faced with frustration.

While Tino does care about others, he can be oblivious to their feelings and even his own. He automatically assumes that everything is okay unless people blatantly burst into tears or breaths the metaphorical flames of hell.

~Biography~
Tino came from a small family of low-income, and his very first memory was the wrinkles on his grandpa’s face and the dripping sounds of a broken pipe. Since his birth, both his parents left him behind for larger cities with higher pay since their meager income wasn’t enough for a family of three. And while they do occasionally call, it seemed that their financial troubles won't end any time soon.

Rarely angered, his grandfather raised Tino with patience and care; however, having to somehow pay the bills often forced him to leave Tino alone in the house. It wasn’t surprising to say that Tino grew tired it and began to wander outside without parental permission. He would stay outside for hours on end until it grew dark, and this continued for several weeks. His restless behavior quickly overtook his behavior at school. The neighbors and teachers took notice and tried to discourage his wanderlust in fear the he might walk into danger some day; however, he was adamant that he stay outside rather than return to an empty apartment.

Worried about his grandson suffering from loneliness, the grandfather came home one day with a surprise. With two pups in hands, Tino was introduced to Earl, the Mastiff, and Miffy, the Scottish Terrier. From then on, Earl and Miffy became his friends and companions who would accompany his every outing. It gave the grandfather some reassurance that the boy had protection, and that the dogs would encourage the boy to stay inside since they tend to be homebodies. Unfortunately, it didn’t work since, as he grew up, Tino would either ditch the dogs or force them outside no matter what.

One day, there was a change in strategy. If trying to keep Tino inside didn’t work, perhaps it would be best to work with the boy’s restlessness? His grandfather slipped a piece of paper into Tino’s hands. As it turns out, it was a permission slip for a class field trip to some up-and-coming art exhibit.

Here's my character!

@XxLyraxXI'll take the color red, please. ^^
Hi! I'm interested in joining. Can I reserve the age 12?
I would like to toss in some interest. I'm up for either stories.
April 12th / Wednesday / Morning

Dormitory B

His morning routine went as normal as one might expect. Wake, eat, shower, text - it was a nice little bonus to run into Kazuo so early in the morning. Nothing like a good chat to wake his brain-dead thoughts before class could numb it all over again. Dai couldn't muster a coherent text message so early in the morn. Being the chatter box that he is, it was much easier to engage in small talk. Unfortunately, the chatter didn’t last long as the class bell rang and they went their separate ways.

"See ya, man~" Dai called out after Kazuo, releasing a lazy yawn in between his words.

April 12th / Wednesday / After School

Drama Room

“Ah geez…” Dai pouted, scratching the back of his neck with a lazy hand. Before him was a bulletin board with two fliers of different aesthetics. One flier has a vast amount of flashy colors and stylized text that read “COMING SOON! The Association of Dramatic Artists! (TADA!) JOIN NOW!” The other flier emphasized simplicity with a single picture of a bow and arrow, and calligraphic kanji that said “Kyudo.”

Dai tapped a single finger against his chin and hummed softly. Decisions, decisions, decisions. The Drama Club had always been a fun place with plenty of drama to go around, but there was a mental note of joining the Archery Club to improve his prowess in case of emergencies like, oh, a calamity.

Meh, how about both? Hopefully this calamity doesn't come too soon before he could explore all the clubs. Maybe he should drop Igor a visit later and ask if there was a specific date as to when bodily waste products start hitting the fan. Or at least what this calamity might be about and what that surprise contract entailed. It would be a nice reassuring thought that he didn't just sold his kidney and soul to a long-nosed stranger.

With a nonchalant shrug, Dai made his way over to the room where the drama members inhabited. As the members practiced reading lines of scripts, the blonde marched right inside.

“Yo~” He greeted with a friendly grin, closing the door shut, his eyes skimmed over the curious yet welcoming faces. “Hope I’m not too late. Mind if I join in?”

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In STONES 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@t2wave Sorry, I'm a bit busy with schoolwork, but I'll try to get a post up ASAP.
Yo, sorry, but yeah. I've been busy with college and stuff. If you want, I can try to put up a post later that can move on to the next day if no one else is up to doing that.
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