[CHAR] Lostman Graffiti

[HereComesTheSnow]

Punchdude

Name Arizawa Iwao

Description: Clocking in at 5'10 and 150 pounds soaking wet, Iwao is a man made of wire. The sharper lines of his face are mellowed and softened by an expression that most often wobbles between careful neutrality and faraway melancholy, smiling rarely. He's reserved, and seems driven by routine more than anything else, and tends to retreat inward once that's spent up. The more observant sorts would notice his pronounced knuckles (at least if they were weirdos that looked at hands), and those that catch him on his nightly runs through the city would find his hands wrapped in cloth— both tells of the passion that once dominated his youth: boxing. The former amateur prospect may be unable to train, but it's undeniably still what he loves. His poster is a framed image of Madison Square Garden, and his laptop is often playing an old black-and-white fight on YouTube (Archie Moore a common face) as unobtrusive background noise. It probably has something to do with why his normal wear is usually utilitarian or sporting in nature. Lots of shoes to run in, and hoodies to work up a sweat in.

[Burger]

Photogirl

Name Shimamoto Aya
Description: At 5'0" even and 95 pounds, Aya is not a very large person. Most people would call her rather cat-like in both personality and appearance. She has sharp eyes, an smug look on her face, and acts about the same as a cat in human skin would. She follows her whims, acts on instinct more than anything else, and lazes around whenever she doesn't have to do something. She has a pretty big love for pictures of urban sprawl and brutalist architecture. Her attire usually consists of things that are easy to wear more than anything else. Low maintenance is her code of life. Well, that and her camera. She's never seen without it.

[banjoanjo]

Singdude

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Name: Nagaku, Otoya (長久 音也)
Stage name 'Fool'

Description: 5’8 and 140 lbs. Twenty years old. There’s a leanness to Otoya that he still hasn’t grown out of. Not very fit but considering his jobs and interests, he doesn’t really see the need for it. His hair is long and unkempt in an emulation of his more successful musical peers. His perpetual expression is a brooding glare. Fashion-wise, he errs on the side of Harajuku’s punkier looks. Stringy singlets, studded flannels and baggy pants – mostly thrifted from second-hand markets. It’s an image he takes much care in crafting. Those around him would feel that he doesn’t radiate self-loathing but there’s never a sense of satisfaction with himself either. He almost always has a guitar case slung across his back when outside of class, whether he’s commuting to a gig or going on another bout of vandalism street art around the sharehouses.

[Marlowe]

Birdgirl

Description: Sayuri is twenty-one years old and of average height-- about 5'4 or 5'5. She's not necessarily thin, but neither is she chubby; she bears some extra fat on her hips and thighs, though it isn't noticeable unless you were to see her undressed. Sayuri prefers to wear long-sleeved shirts no matter the season, along with skirts that drift past her thighs. Overall, she doesn't seem to be comfortable enough to ear exposing clothing, and when asked, she says that they make her feel "slutty". Quite shy and reserved, she doesn't seem to like to talk much or draw much attention to herself. Despite this, she's a hopeless romantic and overbearing dreamer. Many aspirations overtake her, though she doesn't seem motivated enough to carry them out. Little do people know, she's an avid lover of birds.

[Crowvette]

Fumiko

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Morita Fumiko
Description: Fumiko is somewhat reserved, and with her quiet air some people find her hard to approach. She is the type to endure something unpleasant with a strained smile, and then spend the next few hours complaining about how awful it was after it is resolved. Some would say that her patience has been waning since she started college, however.

Fumiko had a fairly normal high school experience; okay grades, diligently worked with her clubs and classmates, graduated and got into college. But anyone who knew her would notice that her behavior began to change after that. She appeared to be more anxious, always glancing around her. She began wandering the campus at night, and would occasionally disappear from class without warning. Sometimes, even walking out in the middle of class.

The truth is that Fumiko expected something to change when she went to university. But it didn't. She felt like she was going in circles. And she saw ahead of her - an almost guaranteed job at the same company that her dad worked at. She began to wonder if her entire life was set in stone already. And she recently began to wonder if she could push the boundaries and see what would happen.

[Exit]

Brewdude

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K A E D E , M O C H I Z U K I
"What's your story?"
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^{_{S E X :}} Male
^{_{A G E :}} 20
^{_{H E I G H T :}} 5'11"
^{_{W E I G H T :}} 155lbs

Mochi is the guy you run into all the time at the coffee shop, mostly because he works there. Tall and lithe. Weighing in at a slight less than average one hundred and fifty pounds. Black hair, hazel eyes framed in blacked rimmed glasses, light skin that is ever so slightly kissed by the sun. He's usually one to keep things as business casual as he can, which he really can't, in an attempt to keep the appearances of a man more focused than he knows he really is. His clothes, even as well fitted as they are, tend to move on their own, as does his hair, and glasses, and his belongings whenever he puts them down. The only thing as stagnant as the lifestyle he's chasing is his life. Tenoroshi can do that to people.

Despite appearances leading to assumptions of a lack of drive, Mochi is quite diligent when it comes to his work and studies. He's managed to remain top of his class and keep a healthy social lifestyle. When his head isn't in a book, he's actively keeping in touch with friends, keeping up with the happenings in far off places and trying to find what adventure he may in this confined word of his. When not getting lost in the musing of a young adult, he's making coffee. Good with his hands, good with machines and good with people, his work ethic has seen to his promotion and after a year on the job, he now manages his own team of baristas.

When the facade of a man meant for better things becomes to great a weight to bear, or when at home, he sheds this skin to the young adult still a boy dressed in sweatpants and t-shirts smeared with print. Sometimes wrinkled.

Usually wrinkled.

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^{This OC conceived for: Lostman Graffiti}