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watermarked) wrote2014-07-29 12:15 am
watermarked) wrote2014-07-29 12:15 am
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Cɪᴛɪᴢᴇɴ Rᴇɢɪsᴛʀʏ
Cɪᴛɪᴢᴇɴ Rᴇɢɪsᴛʀʏ
name: Haruka Nanase
age: 18
appearance: x
occupation: model; furthers career through means of prostitution
residence: x
fix: being in water; swimming, showering, bathing
permissions: here
record:
Haruka has no idea where his parents are. They ditched him when he was four with his grandmother, who died when he was 17. At the very least, the money from her small business has him set for years to come. She left everything to him when she had died; after all, she was all he had, even though her death, along with any other should-have-been-tragic events, seemed not to phase him. He's always been detached; and anyone who's ever known him could tell you that.
He led a quiet, disconnected life from birth, nothing interesting or out of the ordinary about him from the outside. Inwardly, he's never liked people. He doesn't get along with them, doesn't understand them. He worked, as a child, in his grandmother's convenience store, but that was honestly the extent of his socialization, not that he had any interest in getting more than this.
What he does understand, however, is water. Its flow, its form, its personality as its own entity--he gets water, and it gets him. He only feels like himself when he's submerged, and he'll spend as often in it as he can.
It's his love of water that has led him to this path in life. In a book, a battered old text, he saw.. a picture. A vast water, called an ocean. Of course, when he asked about it, everyone knew what it was, but... no one had ever seen it. Folk tales existed of people who had, urban legends, wild goose chases to find the man who'd seen the edge of the endless water... but Haru couldn't find it. Not where he was. He needed to see the world.
He needed to go up.
When was sixteen, he took up a modeling career, using his charming features to start making money. When his momentum started to die out, and he needed a push to get high-profile jobs, he started to do "favors". It was meaningless sex; he didn't have to care, as long as it got him to the top. To the sun. To the ocean...
name: Haruka Nanase
age: 18
appearance: x
occupation: model; furthers career through means of prostitution
residence: x
fix: being in water; swimming, showering, bathing
permissions: here
record:
Haruka has no idea where his parents are. They ditched him when he was four with his grandmother, who died when he was 17. At the very least, the money from her small business has him set for years to come. She left everything to him when she had died; after all, she was all he had, even though her death, along with any other should-have-been-tragic events, seemed not to phase him. He's always been detached; and anyone who's ever known him could tell you that.
He led a quiet, disconnected life from birth, nothing interesting or out of the ordinary about him from the outside. Inwardly, he's never liked people. He doesn't get along with them, doesn't understand them. He worked, as a child, in his grandmother's convenience store, but that was honestly the extent of his socialization, not that he had any interest in getting more than this.
What he does understand, however, is water. Its flow, its form, its personality as its own entity--he gets water, and it gets him. He only feels like himself when he's submerged, and he'll spend as often in it as he can.
It's his love of water that has led him to this path in life. In a book, a battered old text, he saw.. a picture. A vast water, called an ocean. Of course, when he asked about it, everyone knew what it was, but... no one had ever seen it. Folk tales existed of people who had, urban legends, wild goose chases to find the man who'd seen the edge of the endless water... but Haru couldn't find it. Not where he was. He needed to see the world.
He needed to go up.
When was sixteen, he took up a modeling career, using his charming features to start making money. When his momentum started to die out, and he needed a push to get high-profile jobs, he started to do "favors". It was meaningless sex; he didn't have to care, as long as it got him to the top. To the sun. To the ocean...