ZHU LONGWEI MUSHU

[mushu]

NAME :: zhu longwei mushu.

ALIAS :: zhu.

SEX :: male.

AGE :: nineteen.

BIRTHDAY :: november thirteenth.

NATIONALITY :: american.

SEXUALITY :: bisexual.

LIFE STYLE :: semi-poor.

OCCUPATION :: your character‘s job

HEIGHT :: your character‘s height

WEIGHT :: your character‘s weight

HAIR :: what your character‘s hair looks like

EYES :: what your character‘s eyes look like

CLOTHING :: your character‘s typical dress

PERSONALITY :: at least two paragraphs

FAMILY :: your character‘s family

HISTORY :: at least three paragraphs

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE ::
Footsteps echoing off the cobblestone walkway, Vincent Nightray made his way through the dark alley. He could barely see the path in front of him, but he didn’t seem to mind. His eyelids were drooping slightly over his eyes, one golden and the other wine red. His usual deadly smile painted his lips. It hid the slight panic he felt at having been transported somewhere obviously not from his world without his elder brother Gilbert. He had arrived there quite recently; the whole event had scared him near to death. Vincent had thought he was being dragged into the Abyss, the realm inhabited by chains, when the darkness had surrounded him. He knew the incuse on his chest from his chain Demios hadn’t made a full revolution yet, and was quite confused at the time. Now, after speaking with some of the other inhabitants of the city, had discovered he was in a different world entirely. This one was called Traverse Town, as it seemed. Someone had explained to him that he ended up here because his world was destroyed. The thought sent shivers down Vincent’s spine. If his world was destroyed, then did that mean Gilbert, his precious elder brother, had been destroyed with it? He tried to tell himself that Gilbert survived it, just like he had, and simply ended up in another world. Gilbert would be able to live a happy life in the new world without his younger brother, just as Vincent had wanted from the beginning.

Vincent sighed. He hadn’t been away from Gilbert for very long, but he missed him. He couldn’t stop thinking about his elder brother. Then again, Gilbert was virtually all he thought about in the first place. His brother’s well being was Vincent’s reasoning behind everything he did; all of his actions were for Gil’s benefit. Lost in thought, Vincent walked straight into a crate lying to the side in the alley and caught the toe of his black dress shoe on the edge. He pitched forward, toppling into a heap on the cobblestone. He grimaced and sat up, peering closely at his long black jacket and noticed he had ripped a hole in it around his left knee. Vincent frowned. He glanced around wondering if anyone had noticed him fall, but not a soul was present in the alleyway. He dragged himself off the ground, pushing himself up with white gloved hands. He collapsed on top of the crate and leaned back against the stone building. He wondered briefly if maybe he could use one of his chains, Demios or Dormouse, to take him through the Abyss and back to his world. He immediately waved off the thought. The Abyss was connected to his world, not the world Traverse Town resided in. His home world had probably been destroyed anyway. Vincent heaved another sigh and closed his eyes.

Stuck in another world without Gil or a way home. The thought wasn’t very appealing to Vincent. But at least he had gotten what he had wanted in the end. His brother if he was even still alive could live happily without him. As his mind wandered, Vincent began feeling increasingly groggy. He pried open his sleep-filled eyes and caught sight of the Dormouse’s tail encircling him. Vincent groaned. Of course, now of all times, he had lost focus on the seal on his chain. The seal had released, and the chain was now putting him to sleep. Vincent knew there was no stopping it now. He closed his eyes, sinking back against the cold stone wall. I hope no one comes this way and finds me like this, was the last thoughs that ran through his mind before he fell asleep. The Dormouse was completely visible now, encircling the sleeping Vincent with its tail. Its small paws perched on the air over his head. Its eyes were stitched shut, giving it the appearance of being in a deep sleep as well. However, it was well on guard, alertly waiting for potential attackers while its Contractor slept.

YOUR NAME :: kristen.

YOUR AGE :: fifteen.

ROLE-PLAY EXPERIENCE :: four years.

OTHER CHARACTERS :: xerxes "mad hatter" break.

TIME ZONE :: eastern standard.

FACE CLAIM :: matt cosplay - death note.

SHOW :: mulan.

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