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10 yrs ago
It's hard to win a arguing with a smart person, but it's dame near impossible to with an idiot. - a wiser wookie
10 yrs ago
It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are neither charming or tedious.
11 yrs ago
Screw mid-term exams...
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11 yrs ago
Alright, tomorrow I'm going to take a break of this and get some fresh air, so I won't be on for a full day
11 yrs ago
I'm going to universal for the week. ill try to post as much as possible but ill be busy.

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Id love to join if theirs room. This sounds similar to soul eater and I Love that anime SO MUCH. This looks like it's going to successful too.
@RomanAria
Take your time, I sorta screwed myself over since I'm the only one at school for the moment.
So today, in the rp, is there a club recuit sometime within it?
Ack I'm srry, I keep getting sidetracked and family is coming for thanksgiving, I'm still here, I'll try wrapping up one of the 2 CS sheets tonight.

Jiro woke to the sound of his alarm. A arm appears a red out of the lump of blankets as He search for the clock with his hand and eventually knock it over. He gave a loud groan and then slowly got out of bed to turn it off. He placed it where it original was on his nightstand and gave a yawn. "Sigh the first day at school, yippy," he thought to himself. There were still unpacked boxes sitting in the corner of his apartment, most of them still full, and in one of thoughts lovely boxes was his school uniform. He groan missing American's dress code that they didn't have and walked to the boxes still a bit groggy. Lucky for him his uniform happened to be in the first box so he was able to minimize the mess he would make. After he found it, he was reluctant to put the uniform on, so he stalled some time by making himself some fried eggs and toast. He poured some water after he ate and downed his pills for the morning. Finally he got up and got dressed for school. He packed up his bag and walk outside, locking the door on his way out, leaving a small mess behind him that he would clean up to a later date. It was nice that his apartment was in the middle of everything, so to speak. It was a little longer walk to school than he wish but it was also the same length to get to the grocery store, where he worked, and even short if he walk there from school.


As he walk he started to pass students that were on there way to school so he had a good hunch he was going the right way. Though he started to get uncomfortable when it seemed every student he passed noticed his hair and occasional his scar and started to stare and whisper behind his back. He he turned his head around the students would turn there heads away from him and each other acting like there not staring. He felt like he was walking around naked, though he is familiar with this feeling, it's just been a long time since the kids in America got use to his look after a while. He arrived at the gates with most students still eyes on him.

He walked through and took a look around the courtyard trying to get his bearings on where his class is and where everyone is going. He reached into his pocket looking for a paper that had his class number and other necessary information on it. "Dame it," he mumbled as he remembered leaving it on the table. So he stood there looking around, scratching his head, trying to find someone who might know where he could get the information from. He approached a girl that was walking past him and when he was about to ask she sped up and avoided him like he would bite. He tried a few more times but it seemed like most students were either afraid of him, or just plain out ignored him. Lost and disappointed he took a seat on a bench, in the middle of the courtyard, next to the fountain, sticking out like a sore thumb. People began going on with there own business but they still avoided him creating what look like a literal personal space bubble that no-one should, or wanted to enter.
Name:
Yoshi, Jiro

Age:
18

Birthday:
7/08

Year level:
11

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Club:
None

Disabilities:
Epilepsy - Seizures can be induced if he is under lots of stress, dehydration, and intense strobe lighting. They can happen even if none of the triggers are present. He has a tough time remembering what happened during seizures and sometimes doesn't remember them at all, though it's not hard to tell if he has had one or not. He also become really tired after one tends to accidentally fall asleep.

Job/occupation:
Grocery Store Clerk

Appearance:

Jiro is 6 feet tall and has decent muscles, though nothing to brag about. His most noticeable feature besides the red hair, is his big scar that runs from his left side of his neck to the front of his chest, stopping just before his right thigh. It starts going straight down his then slowly curved to the right.then going diagonally in a straight line and ends. His eyes are deep sea blue as well and tends to dress in classy outfits, but wears them loosely so there comfortable. He still has his piercings from his time in North America and also wears a few wristbands which was quite fashionable at his school, though he's not one who obsessed over what he looks like to others. One wristband has his name, address, blood type, disability, phone number and instruction on what to do if he has a seizure.

Personality:
He is very reckless and never thinks about the consequences of his actions. He's looks real menacing but he's a kind person at heart but when he talks he seems like he's not really there, if you know what I mean. He doesn't care for school, he feels like they teach him useless stuff and he would skip it if he had something better to do. He is a B+ student though he retains most of the knowledge from the books he has read. He values very little but will do anything to keep the thing he does value. He also keeps most problems to himself whether big or small and it's hard to get him to spill anything on a secret.

He is enjoys reading books in his downtime or goes out to the store to earn some extra money. His relationship with his family if very distance and lives alone in a small apartment. His family still sends allowance and sometimes something extra on a holidays but that's the extent of it. His allowance is big but enough to pay rent and for the food but not enough to support all his needs. Most of the money he does make from his job goes to his medicine so he doesn't have much money to spend on luxury items.

His goal in life is to live it to the fullest. He loves to learn things that are in the moment or he can actually apply to his life, like cooking was one thing he learn and still loves to learn more about, for a example. The thing that seems to make him the most happy is to make others happy or just silence and sitting down, relaxing.

Backstory:
Jiro was born and raised in Miyagi Prefecture. He lived with his mother and father and with his grandma and grandpa of his father's side. They were more on the poor side of the middle class just barely getting by. When he was about the age of 3 his parents were offered a job that would make them a lot more money. They accepted it even though they knew they would rarely be home. They did get paid a lot more but then after a few months they had to start paying for the trips they needed to take. From there on there his grandparents raised him, with there life style slightly better.

At the age of five around summer time he was watering the plants when he suddenly fell down and began thrashing around, it was his first seizure. They took him to the hospital but at first the doctors said that he was fine. They said it was normal for someone to have one once in there life. After a few more quick test they released him. About two days later he had another and then the doctors took it more seriously. After about a 3 day study and a MRI they concluded that he had epilepsy. During this time his grandparents beg his parents to come and see him but they were to busy with work. They prescribed medicine for Jiro to take daily and released him.

The medication help stop the seizures but the bigger he grew the more pills he needed and the worse the seizures got. He felt self conscious about his epilepsy and did a surprisingly good job hiding it from most of his peers. He was usually able sense when he was going to have one by getting this weird aura or getting a metallic taste in his mouth, so he ran outside the classroom and had it in the middle of the hallway. His keep this up till he was in 6th grade when he had one with no warning. The staff was already told of his condition but now the entire school knew. Not much changed though since he was usually a loner in school to begin with. He did have a few friends that knew beforehand that he had epilepsy, so he looks back at it like it was a silly thing to do as a kid.

At the age of 14, About 5 days before Christmas, his grandma died. They had a funeral and such and for the first time in 2 years he saw his dad. He gave Jiro a hug and told him that mother couldn't make it and that he was going on another trip. He took up the job of preparing meals for his grandpa for a few months until he got caught in a accident. No one is sure how exactly it happens but as far as he has been told is that he was found on the kitchen floor, bleeding, especially around the neck, and was rushed to the the Emergency Room. They assume he had a seizure when trying to prepare dinner. They estimated it would take 2 months to recover, but it took three times longer due to the frequent seizures reopening the wounds and the different types of medicine they needed to try, do to the increasing seizures. During this time his grandpa die as well. His parents made a decision to sell the house and most of the things in it and rent a apartment since they needed to pay the hospital. His parents only came to see him once and only to tell him about there decision. For the rest of the school year he didn't show since he knew he would be unable to catch up on all the missed work and lessons so he fell a year behind.

He retook 7th grade in North America since his dad happen to be working there at the time. He "lived" with his dad, even though he rarely came home from work. His dad eventually went on a trip again this being the last time he has seen his dad and live there till the end of 10th grade. The day of his 18th birthday he demanded that they buy him a apartment and plane tickets, since he was now legally a adult, so he could go back and take school at Yumaku academy. They agreed and went back to his home town, bringing us to the present.

Notes:
Bringing up any injury that he has and he will immediately shut you out and sometimes also walk away. New injury appear every so often. A recent doctor visit also brought him unsettling news of his future.
@vFear
Eye color np, scar..well that's a bit harder. Since its in my bio and all I rather not drop it but I'll change the location to make it more natural.
@Ogobrogo
...twitch...tl;dr...jk I'm gonna read it, but Jesus Christ mate, I get most first post are long but this is advanced role play stuff you just posted.
@vFear
Ik I'm acting like like a dog scratching at your door to come in but I really want your ok if I can to post.
Wow I'm surprised no-one has posted yet. I would love to post but I need permission first.
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