My OC Aleo, a prodigy magician with the potential to master any vein of magic
(special snowflake). Sheltered most his/her life in nature with only their grumpy hermit mentor (Reziel) and their rabbit familiar (Ether) for company, apprentice magician Aleo is a vibrant and awkward youth full of wonder and enthusiasm for the outside world. When magicians across the country have been drafted into the army of Delphine, Aleo finally takes his/her first steps into the world s/he dreamed to take part in-- even if it's a world currently drenched in conflict and war.
"Pfftehehehe--! Grr, no! Stop that! You're going to get me fired!!"
NAME Mitsuhara, Reizou
ALIAS Rei ( 零 ), kanji for 'zero'
AGE 18His real age is 22, but the company reduced it since they'd like to cater him to a teenage audience when he (if ever) debuts in singing.GENDER Male
HEIGHT 5'11" / 180cm
RANK Lower Number ( #11 )
Model ( Runway and Advertising )
Dancer ( Backup )* Runway modeling is his forte given it's brevity; photoshoots on the other hand tend to be hit-and-miss
* Wants to debut as a solo artist (singer) one day
* Full-time big brother. No one recognizes him because his disguise is 5-6 noisy children clinging on him while he walks on the street.
EYE COLOR Black
HAIR COLOR Brown
BIRD House Sparrow
Laughter/Corpsing prone(Corpsing: (v) (of an actor) to lose control during a performance, e.g. start laughing)Easy-going/Happy-go-lucky
Penny pinching mooch
Slightly impish/naughty natured
Everyone's big brother!!As a model, Rei is expected to portray the ideal man: calm, confident, and fierce, and with a smoldering gaze that flashes to the audience the stormy emotions beneath the stoicism. In actuality, Rei's a bubbly guy full of laughter and sunshine. Adversity and negativity never brings him down (and if it does, not for too long!). He always has room to shoulder the burdens of others, even when his own problems are pushing down on him.LIKES
Nice and kindhearted as he is, he's a bit unprofessional for a supposed 'pro'. As a man living in an extremely poor and large household, Rei is mind is constantly preoccupied on his family and his financial situation. He has a lot of difficulty concentrating and staying focused during work, and on top of that he has a terrible habit of mooching for food or change from people. His worst-- and admittedly his most embarrassing-- habit is bursting into laughter over the tiniest things, ruining shoots and scenes and elongating work hours for everyone.
Despite all these faults, Rei is a personable fellow that somehow seems to land consistently on people's good side. His innocent charm, slightly mischievous sense of humor and genuine sincerity disarms people. As someone that has grown up in hardship, Rei never breaks under pressure, and in fact excels when stakes get higher and higher. No one does better when things are on the line. It's only when things go well that his mind wanders over to more immediate concerns.TL;DR:
Boy-next-door kind of guy. Not too good at his job, though. Expect long hours when working with him.
+ All gifts
+ Cooking & Food
+ Pranks/Jokes/Playful teasing
+ Children. Everyone younger than him falls here as far as he's concerned.
+ Sweets (especially the ones dietitians tell him he can't eat)
+ Harsh, angry, grumpy, unlikable people. He thinks he can crack their hard attitudes with enough love and kindness lol
+ Extreme variety shows. He wants to participate in at least one before he dies.
+ Crude topics you can't talk about around children
- Being corpsed while working. He gets really tsun and sulky for a while.
- Unpaid overtime
- Wasteful people
- Sharing his troubles / Opening up to other people
- All reptiles
- Listening to people brag ("Am I supposed to be impressed that your life is better than perfect? I have work to do...")
- Waking up early / Morning shifts
- Dramas. It hits a little to close to home.
- Being looked down on as "only a pretty face" (even though that's exactly what he is...)
- The following topics: his financial situation, his education, and money (unless it's about a raise)
[History]Reizou's childhood was a normal one. He grew up a carefree and happy child, although his father was hardly ever home because of work and his mother was moody and prone to depression. Because of his mother, since he's youth, taking care of others comes naturally to him. He was the first of many children, with a long period of time in which he lived as an only child in an average household.
As the eldest of 7 siblings with 10 years on the next sibling as well as an absent father and a mother prone to postpartum depression, Reizou learned to play the second father. The economic collapse finally took its toll on the family a year after the birth of Reizou's sibling, and his father lost his job. He found one closer to home, and one after another, the children came. The decline in his family's wealth was apparent with each child borne, and Reizou's rapid transition from an average life to one of poverty has sowed within him an extreme desire for financial stability.
By the time the fourth child in the family had appeared, Reizou had to drop out of high school in order to help his parents with finances, marking the lowest point in his life. Even at his current age, his life is still one of extreme poverty and hardship... but Reizou keeps a bright and positive outlook on the world around him. "Work hard enough, and things will always go your way!"
It was with this mindset that Reizou approached the world. Any job that was available, Reizou seized. Dog walking, janitorial jobs, desk-work, pest control... The art of job hunting became his specialty, because he realized early on that appearance was all that mattered. His awareness for his better-than-average features instilled in him a natural understanding of what looks good and how to look good. Despite having no formal training on modeling, Reizou has managed to procure some amateur modeling jobs, with the ocassional lie in training here and there.
His first step in his career as a GParadise model was a huge misstep, however.
Editing forever. orz why is it getting longer /weep I'll delete stuff later fff
ADDITIONAL INFORei's strongest asset is his smile. In the stone-faced modeling business, though, no one cares. xD
Work him like a horse! Rei is a nightmare to instruct because his mind always seems to be elsewhere. It's only when the pressure is on (like when he's threatened with getting fired or when he has to get on stage) that Rei seems to finally act like the G-Paradise-level artist he is.
Acting is not his strong suit. He has a rather poor memory. He's also not very good at any other role but those similar to real personality because of his proneness to breaking out of character.
As a poor person, he acts like a poor person. He always carries tupperware, mooches off of people for 'train fare', (discretely) swipes toilet paper, and he'll eat a bug for 10 yen... Rei tries to keep this behavior on the down-low especially when he's working, but when the opportunity is too good to pass up, you can't expect him to restrain himself.
He's better at dancing, but he wants to pursue singing. He believes that offers more opportunities and better pay than dancing and modeling. He's nothing spectacular, though.
Rei's dream isn't stardom; not in the least bit, so he's disillusioned from visions of fame and fortune. His first and foremost goal is income, in order to provide for his siblings an education and a life he couldn't have. He doesn't particularly hide his overall "Meh"-attitude in the entertainment business, which might ruffle some feathers with more ambitious/stardom-oriented people.
Younger siblings (NPCs): Predominantly male in the household (5 brothers and 2 sisters total) Reizou's pride and joy. They don't know anything about his job except that he has one. They're all a bunch of troublemakers.
Aozora Kakeru (G-Paradise's talent scout) "You're too old to be tsundere, jijii!!"["Kakeru-san" during formal events; "Jijii" just to poke at his buttons]Sakuya Sakuragi / Odow ❤ (GP's top (#1) idol) "Top Idol-chan! Can I play with you? What game are you playing?"
Since their first meeting, Rei knows Kakeru's just a big tsundere. Rei finds too much amusement in calling him 'old man' to stop, but he also harbors a lot of respect for him. This manifests in random, nameless presents on his desk or annoying messages like, "Today I looked up into the sky and I thought of you -XOXO LOL, JK, it's just Rei. Seriously, though, I love you, old man" and "Guess who (:" and "You can marry my sister. She'll be 18 in 6 years. Hold off marriage until then!! Ganbare!"
Rei thinks a girlfriend will solve all of his problems. Rei also sees him more as a big brother he can annoy than the 'grandpa' he keeps calling him. He adores him because Kakeru's typically cool and composed, and because Rei is capable of scratching that image.["Odow-san" in formal events; "Odow-chan~ ❤" or "Top Idol-chan" any other time]Kestrel 'Kes' Miller / TRICKSTER (G-Paradise; Assistant CEO) "Kes!! HOW ARE YOU??"
Rei only knows her by name, but he likes her, mostly because she's #1 (which means she's rich...) and also because he wants his sisters to look just like her (moe dolls <3). As the top idol of GP, Rei treats her more gingerly than others, but he doesn't have plans to avoid her or treat her differently. All the gaming and cosplay themes go waaaaay over his head, but he wants to understand her world. A spot at #1 seems lonely, after all. I mean, how many people casually approach such intimidating people anyway?["TRICKSTER" in places outside of the company; "Kes" any other time]Haruki Nagato: (GP lower number idol #10)
Buddies even though they don't really understand each other because of the language barrier! They've grown close because of the similarity in professions and often see each other during jobs. Rei adores him since he's the only foreign person he knows, even though he doesn't understand what he says sometimes.>v> In progress ohohoho
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Shoots magical bullets of different elements and intensities! His fighting style is mid- to long-range. Urs is a trigger-happy pest and generally a very offensive fighter, but he's not particularly fast on his feet or good at aiming. He can, however, take a few good blows.Personality as Human:
Brash, open, fearless and outgoing, Urs is a free spirit that dislikes most of all the feeling of being trapped and chained down to social standards. He tends to follow his heart and his feelings without much heed for the consequences of his actions, and it is this raw impulsive honesty that makes it easy for him to make friends. Contrary to his cheerful and personable demeanor, Urs is someone that thrives on chaos and isn't above causing it himself. He is volatile and unreliable, particularly regarding expectations set on him, and is willing to throw away his friendships for the simple sake of alleviating his massive distaste for order. He doesn't keep anything-- especially not people-- close to his heart, and so things like bending over backwards for others for forgiveness or stabbing them in the back has nothing to do with his conscience.Personality as Mage:
Anger, resistance, and disobedience are usually his first reactions when feeling like he doesn't have a choice. He'll do anything to be free again. Regardless of his unreliable nature, Urs has a boundless passion and dedication towards goals he has set for himself. The only problem is getting him to accept someone else's terms.
Urs doesn't act that much differently as a Mage than as a human. In fact, instead of taking the whole thing more seriously, he seems to take it all in as a game. When he defeats monsters, it doesn't matter. When people die, it doesn't matter. He believes that regardless of the outcome, whatever souls that could be lost may still be offered redemption like he was. Still, he doesn't particularly aim to lose and the whole Mage thing is not boring, which makes it one of his greatest motivators to perform well and appropriately to the tasks at hand. Whether alone or in a team, either way is fine with him.Likes:
Anything new or out of the ordinary
People who are passionate about something
Animals. They don't like him and he doesn't like them either.History:
Being forced to do something
It came as no surprise to him when he died, since he had expected to pass away before he turned 20. His manner of death, however, was entirely outside the scope of his imagination.Additional Information:
An only child raised in a noisy city, Urs grew up in an apartment that was small and quiet with a father who seemed miles away emotionally. His father, a policeman, was a strict disciplinarian who never acknowledged him for his successes and disciplined him harshly for his misbehavior. As a boy, Urs was an energetic and curious child that was good at making friends, who automatically grew anxious and withdrawn when the man he wanted so desperately to see love from came into his sight.
Both father and son maintained this precariously strained relationship as the years passed. Despite mountainous efforts to receive approval and affection from his father, Urs eventually grew to resent him as his efforts kept turning up in vain. More and more he fed his anger, until eventually his desire to impress his father turned into a desire to inflict pain on him. Urs grew combative, rebellious, and so obsessed in his goal to make his father regret what he's done that eventually he stopped putting any real effort into maintaining and creating relationships with other people. If his father couldn't love him, how could others? This in turn grew to an apathy towards his life and existence. It wasn't unfamiliar to him to find himself considering taking his own life just to spite his father.
On the day that he had died, he had finally won. His father had brought him home after posting his son's bail for a misdemeanor in vandalism. The ride back in the car was silent, unlike the usual screaming the two would exchange when Urs got into trouble. "What, you got nothing to say this time?" Urs spat. His shoulder's automatically came up as he steeled himself for the upcoming fight.
"I just don't know what to do with you anymore, Ursus."
What struck him most was not the words nor the tone of voice, which were spoken in that firm, matter-of-factly tone he usually used, but the look on his proud father's face as he stared ahead into the road. The years had been unkind to him, but he looked decades older than he actually was. The face he was wearing was no longer the strong and terrifying giant Urs had always seen him to be, but the face of a weary, lost old man.
The emptiness of his victory only made him feel more hollow inside. Even when his father went back into the apartment, Urs couldn't find the will to get out of the car. Anger soon followed. Soon, it was disgust. Lastly and most poignant of them all was regret and the feeling that he was beyond absolution to make things right between them. The feelings that rushed into him were so powerful that when he finally exited the car, he stumbled onto the ground.
At least, he thought it was the ground he landed on. The asphalt was ten shades darker than the night; almost pitch black. But when he tried to pick himself up, his hands and knees seemed welded to the ground. He couldn't move. One by one, the streetlamps around began to shut off, going down the street in neat little rows as the world progressively grew dimmer. The streets disappeared. The apartment disappeared. Eventually the car behind him disappeared and soon he couldn't even see the nose on his face. Soon, all he could do was listen as the world eventually grew muted. The last thing to enter his vision before his sight and hearing was swallowed up entirely by the darkness were two bloodshot eyes that erupted from the ground he was on.
For how long he was stuck in that deep dark hole-- unable to move, unable to speak or to hear, and feeling absolutely nothing but a frigid cold and overwhelming terror-- Urs didn't know. There was only one thing he was sure of, and that he was dead. He must have been dead. But soon something bright seemed to grow in the darkness, until Urs could finally make out a man clad in gold. The man floated towards him with such a preternatural elegance he must have been a divine being.
Urs's stomach did a flip when the man confirmed what he had suspected. "Your life was cut short," the man said. "But I will give you a choice."
He held out his hands and produced two silver objects: a key, and a pair of handcuffs. Police grade, Urs noticed when his eyes landed on the handcuffs. They were the same kind his father carried. "You may chose to live again. You may start anew as a human once more, free from the burdens of expectation," he said, urging forward a silver key. "Or you may choose to be a Mage, also free from the burdens of expectation. " He edged forward the pair of handcuffs. "For either choice you make, the people you knew will be no more. Which do you choose?"
Urs stared at the objects the man held out. He looked at the key, then towards the handcuffs, and he couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself. "Is this a joke?" Urs started, his voice hoarse and low. "Taking keys and handcuffs out from nowhere... What's the point? I don't want..."
His already soft voice trailed away when he saw the man responded only with an indomitable silence. The seriousness of the decision he was going to make finally began to sink into him. The choices had been laid out, and choosing neither option was not an option. With effort, he swallowed, though his mouth remained dry. He found himself trembling. It wasn't just fear that sank into him that moment, but a wild anticipation at the future ahead of him. Both results were same; he could never see his father again. The man told him that. But one choice offered him something new and interesting apart from the humdrum life he had already lived. His voice too weak to speak, Urs reached out with a shaky hand and took the handcuffs, his eyes burning with a new light and a small, crooked smile snaking across his face in spite of himself.
He constantly changes the earring on his left ear.
His nickname when he was alive is "Arse", which he embraces wholeheartedly.
OC Tiberus Serge, the fledgling General of the Delphine's Royal Army. He is the fourth generation in a long line of genius strategists, but his unscathed armor and his sudden promotion to General of the main army doesn't sit well with the soldiers and his peers. He is a stern and fearless young man confident in his ability to lead his soldiers to victory, despite his lack of experience on the field. When it comes to things outside war, however, Tiberus is painfully aware of his ignorance to the world outside his studies. He is a self-conscious youth; well aware of not only his strengths, but also his numerous shortcomings. He is obsessed with perfection and proving his worth, and when he is unsure about his ability to execute things perfectly, he becomes extremely shy and anxious.~*~
*iChelintan's cutie pie OC Rinpei! >v<~*~
Blue: Aleo (Main Character- Male version)
Purple: Ali'sakir (Creepy dark magician that plays around with people's souls and sexually harasses people)
Orange: Reziel (Mean mentor and teacher of Aleo; Beastmaster/Summoner)
Light Red: Yue (Archer assassin magician who's confident around women)
Light Blue: Faeran (Lancer that turned into a healer)
Magenta: Sho (Super strong fire magician)