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Birthday, officially twenty years old today! yikes
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Happy Holidays, everyone! Enjoy the time with your families, and stay safe on your travels!
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It's my birthday! Another year towards twenty, woooooo
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For whoever comes to read this, continue being awesome. I'm rooting for you.
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Fields of pineapple

Who's Le? Not me.
Flying hippos
Flying hippos
Swarms of children frolicked all across the vast playground. The early autumn sun of the dawn had arrived once more, the earth and streets of Japan coated with leaves and, notably, cherry blossoms. No more or less than six years of age, a young boy came to believe that he was the ruler of these brilliant lands.

Or so, the boy dreamed; dreamed of escape, dreamed of greatness, dreamed of the dreams undreamed.

"I'm just gonna..."

One quick reflex, one simple motion, and the boy seized it. The contents of the reward were succulent and refreshing; it was the sweet taste of victory, the spoils of a war fought long yet worthwhile, and even then, the girl could only sit and watch him...
"... take this."

The juice pouch was emptied rather quickly by the time Saito Iwasaki left the corner store, making sure to walk over the beat-up thief as he departed. It had been a stick-up gone wrong for the poor fellow at the moment he walked into the convenient store rather... conveniently, he had practically done the job for the cops. They're all too slow, anyway. Kid would've gotten away before they even left.

"Man, this stinks," Saito sighed as he tossed the empty juice pouch into the garbage can beside the street. His hands rested in the pockets of his hoodie as he set his destination for the bar, leaving one of the suburban sectors. "Shu wants to have a meeting... at least Chew's probably doing something useful. Bleh."

Saito kept his head lowered as he entered the commerical, bustling portion of Shizume City. He disliked being amidst large crowds of people. Pushing him as they trudged through, walking on like robots. Even so, he did his best to isolate himself from the most dense of the flock, and pressed onward towards the direction of the bar.

Some time passed, and his sneakers stepped beyond the threshold that separated home from the outside world. "Hi, everyone," he greeted as he flipped the hood back, wagging his head like a dog after a bath. He walked past his clansmen and peered at his reflection in a small mirror hanging beside the bar, adjusting his hair. "Yeah, I know. I look like I just beat up some dude trying to steal some candy bars from a store... but you don't have to remind me that I looked good doing it."

Saito finished fixing his hair, hopping onto one of the seats and yawning. Gatherings like such were not all that common from Shu. It was usually himself that organized them, though, Shu seemed a bit serious. "What's up, people? Shu?"
Aggressively mooing cows with guns and pineapples
I, too, would be afraid if the moofia came after my family.
I know exactly how to begin.

:D
Yeah. Saito just has fun doing bad stuff sometimes, though. It's his character.

His enjoyment of doing bad stuff is purely for his own fun. He decided to help form the Red Clan because he wanted a family. :o


Name:
Saito Iwasaki

Age:
Twenty-one years old.

Role:
Second-in-command of the Red Clan

Occupation:
Full-time co-leader of HOMRA



Skills:
As a high school dropout, Saito may not be the brightest individual in Japan, but it would be incorrect to label him as blatantly unintelligent - he was smart enough to maintain his grades in order to remain a member of his numerous extracurricular activities. During those school years, he was a noteworthy member of the fencing club, and was second only to its star fencer, Cho Sasagara.

Saito was also a chief member of Ashinaka's varsity basketball team, and led the team during his last year before dropping out, leaving with a tournament victory under his belt.



Personality:
Saito is an odd fellow with no clear definitions. Priding himself as the rebellious and daring co-head of the Red Clan, he is a wily individual possessing a disrespectful manner of speech that is yet to result in his tongue being cut off.

Outspoken and vocal about his opinions, Saito largely emphasizes the greatness of the Red Clan, and is disconcerned about affiliates of the rival clans. He dislikes being labeled as a single trait, and strives for an exciting life with no barriers, enjoying the adrenaline from commiting bad deeds. Naturally, Saito harbors a hatred for the other clans attempting to persecute them.

That goes without saying, Saito is not heartless like many would assume about the average criminal. He is selfless and devoted to his fellow clansmen, always offering to keep them entertained through his treks across Shizume City. He hates to be addressed formally, and prefers to be called by his first name with no honorifics - this has led to him creating nicknames for the people that he meets.



Other:
- Saito's birthday is May 11th.

- Saito was raised with dominant laterality in his left hand, but since then, has become ambidextrous.
Quick question that I beg to be answered really soon.
How long has HOMRA been established in the RP? In the anime, it was at least eight years before, but I just want to make sure because I want my character to have been a member since its creation (or rather, closer towards its creation).

Also, would you mind if I had him be a longtime friend of Shu (what he'd call him) as well? It would kind of explain how he is trusted enough to be the second in command. :D
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