TAKANO, kagenui.

[TAKANO KAGENUI]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=6][bg=e3e3e3] takano kagenui EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, I THINK I’M LYING. TAKE IT TO THE BANK, I BELIEVE EVERY WORD I SAY. THEN AGAIN THIS IS WHEN YOU START YOUR PRYING, BUT THERE’S A THOUGHT, IT COULD BE TRUE. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AGE, Kagenui is twenty, though he’ll bump it up a bit to justify his mild alcoholism. GENDER, Male, shocker really. OCCUPATION, Currently, the little git is a Psychopathology major at the local university, working on his second year of interning. SOCIAL CLASS, Upper-middle class. SEXUALITY, Kagenui is a connoisseur of any pretty face on two legs, so pansexuality is the name of the game. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - + ADORE, Lounging about. Fireball candies. Braiding or messing with the hair of others in general. ‘Tight-roping’, a term he uses to describe walking along the edges of high places when he’s stressed. Analyzing through conversation. Aged wine or apple martinis. Crowded rooms. Long nights. Interesting cross-examinations. Forensics. The dizzying feeling of insomnia. Mind games. Challenges. Italian wedding cake. Ethnic music. Having his hair pulled. The thrill of getting caught. - CONDEMN, Long periods of silence. Skittish, high strung people. Black coffee. Warm, ‘fuzzy’ feelings. Losing arguments. Getting the short end of the stick. When his rare displays of chivalry come back to bite him in the ass. Small talk. Pressure of any kind. Plans backfiring. Spending holidays alone. Ramblers. Being cornered. Cigarette smoke. Clocks ticking, water dripping, feet tapping, gum snapping, etcetera. Being out of the loop. When others fidget, ironically. Troubled children. FEARS, Kagenui is deathly afraid of becoming insane himself; the thought of one day being on the opposite end of the cell sends chills down his spine and has him lying awake at night. He’s a severe anginophobic; choking to death is a major one for him, so going into coughing fits will often reduce him to a bundle of frayed nerves and tears. Losing his stability in life; his job, his friends, family, falling out of routine, having nowhere to go. It’s utterly nerve-wracking to him. DREAMS, Kagenui hopes to work with the crème de la crème of Japan’s basket cases (perhaps even those abroad) when he’s finished with his education. He dreams of building up a stable power base and economic position so that he can retire early and on top. The guy never liked his sister, so it’s always been a dirty little plot of his to just...get rid of her. HOBBIES, Kagenui enjoys picking up and perfecting other languages, mainly to insult and irritate those around him simultaneously. He collects trivium on the insane of the insane – he’s got quite a knowledge base on such notables as Ed Gein, Jeffrey Dahmer, and the like. And yes, he shares. He enjoys cartography, and can be seen sketching maps of any places of interests. He experiments with plotting the perfect murder-insanity plea combination. Currently, he’s worked out several good ways of going about it. HABITS, Laughs when nervous. Twists his hair around his left index finger. Speaks to himself when bored, alone, or in trouble. Makes animal noises when threatened, i.e. hissing, snarling, etcetera. Bites his own lip when uncomfortable and those of others when irritated or excited. Hums when thinking. TALENTS, Reading others’ actions and manipulating the situation. Rigging card games, can’t beat the guy without cheating back. Swaying others to his point of view. Kagenui’s quite the flexible little bugger~. SECRETS, Kagenui is a reckless person whose thrill-seeking exploits are all aimed to get one thing—punishment. He gets quite the rush from getting caught, and it most certainly borders the masochistic from time to time. A glutton for punishment would be a good way to peg him. He often has terrible nightmares involving unconventional deaths or going mad, resulting in chronic insomnia and the occasional keyed up state. He never speaks of these dreams, thought their frequency often wears visibly on him, which of course is denied like a teenage boy denies fatherhood. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - FIRST how did you come to find forever & ever?

[/i]. After a few hours of running through them, growing irritated and ultimately put off of the entire concept, I finally found the initial referral email. Lo’ and behold, it wasn’t a coincidence. More like an annoying bastard playing tricks ‘with my best interests in mind’. Bull. But I caught up with him eventually and questioned him (or threatened to grievously injure him, one or the other) and found that apparently ‘I needed to stop being weird and settle down with someone’ (As if that’d work), so I signed up to get them to shut up and leave me alone. It didn’t work, surprise, surprise.”[/ul][/size][/blockquote][/justify]

SECOND,

what do you consider to be your good points?

[/i]~. Let’s open with the fact that I’m known for having quite the wit, always so clever when it comes time to say something to offset the situation. It’s only natural though, I can’t be very effective in my profession if my subjects never wish to speak intimately with me, no? I’m fairly easy to amuse and tend to be fairly social when I happen to find company interesting enough to keep me there and can be a real charmer on good days. Not that I ever have particularly bad days to begin with, as I’m far too collected to lose my calm over just anything. And in the case that something truly does upset me—a rare occasion, really, so don’t expect it out of me—my calm and assured nature will make it all like water off a duck’s back. My sister, bless her black little heart, has also pointed out that I can be particularly persistent when it comes to getting whatever it is I want, and that I’ve always had an inventive, analytical way of going about it as well. Not to mention I’m one hell of an actor, I’ve yet to find someone who can rank with my persuasive nature and even fewer who can boast my success rate. Yeah, I’m pretty damn great, admit it.”[/ul]
and what would you consider to be your bad points?

[/i] have flaws? And what’s more, why should I have to list them here, of all places? Is it really necessary to go so far as to say something like I tend to be incredibly lewd in casual social situations, or that I can be a tad fickle, sidling up to anyone willing to lend me an ear? Perhaps you want to hear about how I’m abrasive and critical? But really, is it so bad that I happen to have a certain charm that isn’t for the softhearted or that not everyone’s up to my standards? Okay, so maybe my megawatt confidence occasionally borders sanctimonious, and maybe I am facetious and sarcastic; it just means I’m not another mindless, systematic automaton. I’ve had spineless even paranoid come up by a few unsavory individuals, designing by others—Am I wrong for trying to get what I want when I want it? Does occasionally stepping on a few backs and faces really make me selfish? And sure, I can be a bit suggestible, wrapped around a pretty finger and led around like a dog, but it’s all alright because I happen to be oh so very superficial, a Stepford Smiler who’s nice and fake deep enough that no one can see—And I’m never going to stop, just get better at it. Now then, that’s enough soul searching for me, I’m much too in love with myself to go further with this silly slander~.” [/ul][/size][/blockquote][/justify]

THIRD,

what do you look for in a friend, a love interest, a lover or people in general?

[/i] have a very malleable personality: humorous enough to amuse me when I ask it of them and yet nice and demure when it comes time to establish the pecking order; they should know that my friendship isn’t always mutual, and that I will drop them as easily as I pick them up. It’s all about being dignified and casual around me. Quid pro quo, give me respect, give me attention, give me what I want when I want it and we’ll get along swimmingly.

Now lovers, hah, lovers have to be perfect. Naturally, they’ve got to be attractive, physically so as to feed my superficiality and psychologically to appease my desire for intelligent and eloquent partners. They have to be assertive, perhaps even, dare I say, domineering; I find that rather stimulating about my partners, it became addicting after awhile anyways. I’d like it if they were a bit unpredictable, it makes it that much harder to get bored of them if they’re keeping me on my toes. Like I said, as close to perfect as they can get, completely original in their own little way, even.[/ul][/size][/blockquote][/justify]

FOURTH,

do you believe in "love at first sight"?

FIFTH,

how do you know you have found "the one"?

[/i]. God forbid and good riddance, if you ask me.” [/ul][/size][/blockquote][/justify]

OTHER,

“Do these questions ever end? I swear, this site is very nosy; if I wasn’t as bored as I am I’d never entertain any of these silly surveys of yours. Perhaps I’ll start by saying why I chose the particular profession I did: it’s a bit of a tribute to an old friend, the crazy bastard that he is, tied up somewhere in the red tape of his questionable sanity’s legal complications—I’ve always waited for the day I could look on his pathetic, weak-minded existence and pick him apart. I miss him, but I hate him all the same. Is that odd? Probably so, but let’s move on. Family, family, family, I’m sure you’re expecting me to go into that. The only one I truly care to speak of is dear Calixta, my sweet, illegitimate wretch of a sister who has been trying to excommunicate me from the family and my inheritance since the day she could fake tears enough to get mother and father to see the supposed error of my ways. I’ve dreamt of just…strangling her sometimes. But murder is still very much illegal, so I can only wish her a happy life cut short by a venereal disease befitting the only family member I have that can out-whore me. It doesn’t matter as much though now that I don’t live at home anymore, and I can admit that I’m glad I decided to steal her dogs, they’re rather lovable little devils—well, not little, Shepherd and Dresden are pretty big dogs, or small horses, whichever. And to just clear it up, the facial tattoo was a drunken bet, that’s all I’ll say.

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ALIAS,

Dante the Magnificent/Keeper of your soul.

REFERRAL,

I stalk Mac Owl mail? :’D

CHARACTERS,

Just this lovely little ball of fun for now. /totally not plotting another already.

FACE CLAIM,

[b]D.GRAY-MAN,[/b] allen walker, [color=3e86c2]takano kagenui[/color]
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