M.iumi T.ouketsu H.arou (Done)

[MIUMI TOUKETSU HAROU]

MIUMITOUKETSU HAROU



it's not like I need somebody
TELLING ME WHERE I SHOULD GO AT NIGHT

FULL NAME: Miumi Touketsu Harou
NICKNAME: Kitten, Kitty, Mimi,Umi, Mi,
AGE: Fourteen
YEAR: Second Year
ACCOMMODATION: Ward 1
BIRTHDATE: May 9th
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: bisexual-leans towards men
STATUS: single
CANON/ORIGINAL: Original

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don't worry you'll find somebody
SOMEONE TO TELL HOW TO LIVE THEIR LIFE

LIKES:
♥ Sweets
♥ Hugs
♥ Dancing
♥ Singing
♥ Writing
♥ Plants
♥ Animals
♥ Ego-boosts
♥ A little danger
♥ Memories
DISLIKES:
♥ Those annoying people
♥ People who stare, I want to gouge their eyes out
♥ Those who are to clingy- really get off me
♥ The darkness, I don't like being alone in it
♥ Blood, it never means something good
♥ Others, I just don't know who to trust
♥ Doctors, it's never good when they come near me
♥ Posions, they threaten my ability
♥ The sound of footsteps- I don't want them near me
♥ Fire, burn me and I'll rip you to shreds.

STRENGTHS:
♥ Extremely flexiable
♥ Agile and coordinated
♥ Rather Shy
♥ Kind
WEAKNESSES:
♥ Physically weak,
♥ Socially awkward
♥ Emotionally unstable
♥ Pissed at the world.

FEARS:

♥ The doctors,
♥ Being touched by some people
♥ Being away from, the light


GOALS:
♥ To survive the pain
♥ To find a release from it,

SECRETS:

♥ Still a virgin
♥ Has cut before
.


DISORDER:

♥ Miumi's one disorder is HAADD Hyper active attention disquisition disorder. Meaning keeping his attention is rather hard and rather amusing to try to but it also means he has trouble recalling some events or remembering things due to his mind is always racing while it is a disadvantage in a learning area due to his power it has become one of his greatest strengths being able to weave a few tasks together to create one.

♥ He has another disorder which is phobic anxiety, He has an extreme fear of fire ever since he was little when his house burned down and it was his fault so he fears fire to some degree while he isn't afraid to be aronud small ones like matches once it starts getting dangerous he begins to panic and sometimes can actually go into a state where he stops breathing if it is extremely bad.
PERSONALITY:

Miumi is mostly the same as he was before he arrived at Bellafields except now he is more hollow, the expression of happiness seems more distant as if he forces it just to remember what it feels like but he still does smile quite alot if only to help others through their days. Sure some of the people are rude to him but for the girls he will actually grow roses and such and leave them somewhere for them just to make them think someone loves them. It is the least he can do for the other's who helped him keep himself together. While when people look at his arm they can see the look of pain which surrounds Miumi, his arm is cut up pretty badly and still has some scars which are forming from his more recent cuts. He uses his own ability to hurt himself now he is that miserable yet he can never bring himself to finish the job. So there is still hope for this poor unfortunate soul. While many notice Miumi has a hyperactive personality and has problems sitting still even now his years of dancing are still there. He loves to have fun.

But when he dances he feels free so many people have seem him weaving through the gardens for his escape but when he is free he is truly happy and many people can appreciate that. While emotionally he is truly far from okay, he is unstable like a chemical reaction capable of going from smiling all happy and sunshine to wanting to kill those doctors but the fear of what will happen stops him every time. But many people note the fact he is despite all this shit they put him through he won't give up. He won't stop fighting it on the inside for the last two years he has fought for his right to live. Through all the pain, the tears he shed, the blood that dripped from his body, he won't stop yet. He has a goal to bring this place quaking to the ground. He is willing to use his own life and power to do so but many people think he is to small and naive to do it alone but never underestimate the warrior who has something to fight for. Miumi fights for the next generation and for his friends to be free.

'cause you're so perfect
AND NO ONE MEASURES UP

PB: Ryosuke Yamada
HEIGHT: 5'6
WEIGHT: 130 lbs
HAIR: Black and knee cap length
EYES: Icy blue with splotches of green,gray
BODY TYPE: Miumi is an extremely thin person but has alot of lean muscle in his legs and is quite flexiable while he has a few scars which litter his arms and there also seems to be a single saying in his one arm, living hell.
MUTATION:

"Mommy, why did you say that monsters don't exist, there is one standing right there. Hunny that's not nice. "

"You know I was once like you before they changed me, I can never go back so I just keep going forward in hope one day I'll be free."


Miumi's mutation was one that they didn't expect, observing many others like him they earned powers like bending of the elements instead he was gifted with the bending and life of a plant, While during the first year of their experiments they noticed a lot of potential within his power as he was capable of replicating the way a plant feed when he was in the garden, making him stronger and faster for the time so they tried to test parts of his regeneration factors but carving up his body then placing him in dirt full of nutrients they learned when he had all the right elements he could heal small cuts in mere minutes. Broken bones took days and extreme damage took only weeks and with every damage done his body seemed to adapt adjusting to the way that it was inflicted to heal even faster. The beloved part of evolution but that wasn't the only thing that happened in the first year. His senses began to heighten as he talked to the plants learning how to sense where people were within around a 10 ft radius as well as anything that was there. But of course he just doesn't talk to the plants.

He can control them, capable of weaving them together and creating armies of thorns while most of this is starting to reappear in the beginning of his second year of course you know he isn't normal anymore as they took a look of the inside of his body he has two sets of veins one for blood and one for plants. His body has developed a second set of veins around the first going through his limbs even creating a simple pocket for the plant. The small seed which started it rests in his chest opposite to his heart. While the vines are on his inside with a simple focus his pores will open and a single thin vine will pop out but his ability allows him to coax it to grow towards the ends and weave making him capable of slicing his enemies apart with rose like thorns or using razor grass to cut them up. Or if needed he can defend himself by weaving a net of thorns over his body. So this is my research on Experiment Rosebud.

Physical Mutation,

While Miumi isn't persay horrible disfigured in fact this has actually made him stronger, Due to some of the experiments they inflicted his skin began to grow harder and remain the same thickness so now it's in a way like punching a nice sturdy tree. As the skin has adapted and grown tougher much like the trees he adores. While his skin has grown diffrent now it has become smooth and even out due to his power, becoming smooth as silk to the touch almost like your hand could slide right across it with no resistance, the closest comparison is a rose stem before the thorns. While his eyes have changed as well the pupul has begun to expand almost in a flower fashion instead of being a perfect circle it has expanded to a small narrow wisp of black spreading out almost like petals while most of his iris is still visible. Due to this he is capable of seeing better in the light and the dark due to the fact he has adjusted to them giving him a small case of night vision so in extreme light he can make out a few feet in front of him same for the darkness.

While his body is still the same or atleast above the skin the vines have begun to vibrate and massage his muscles slightly causing lean growth and adaptation even while he sleeps slowly increasing his physical strength at this point it is equal to the average male adult. People also notice the fact he expels Oxygen completely like in a room with him there is more oxygen at least when he is feeding. This also allows those around him to think more clearly. While Miumi's ability has extended even farther when his body is poisoned by something he is capable of at least removing a small amount because his pores will open and secrete out fluids. Finally the final physical mutations people notice is the facts his ears have grown to a smaller point which he tries to hide beneath his hair and his teeth grew like a wolves becoming pointer and more capable of biting into skin and bone easily. While his sense of smell have become slightly sharper and his hearing is a little better. But people also notice that Miumi has small bushy white tail growing from his back everyday it seems to get longer it at least 3ft in length as now. The doctors believe it is gonna stop soon.



STYLE: The fact is Miumi still clings to the innocent part of them that is alive and tries to act as normal as he can now that his whole world has been turned upside down, so his style is one would say cute, he wears an overly large sweat-shirt which has metal studs on the hood and going around the hem. but on the hood there is normally a pair of cat ears and from the back you can see that tail of his poking through. He normally wears a shirt under it just so it's there and his jeans are normally all worn down even if they are brand new within a week they are faded and dirty from his time with the earth, he will normally wear sandals or at least flexible shoes despite the fact he is close to earth.

yeah all by yourself
YOU'RE ALL MESSED UP

MOTHER Arashi - 40 - Singer - City Morgue
FATHER: Hatashi - 38 - Doctor - City Morgue
SIBLINGS: - - Experiment - Bella Fields <--- Leaving it open for someone to make another person
OTHER RELEVANT FAMILY: Yuna Ito - 27 - Geisha - Okinawa
HISTORY:

"Once upon a time there was a boy, he was sweet an innocent until those doctors decided they wanted him as an experiment, they took his innocents, they twisted him, they played the role of god and now they can't reverse the damage they've done."

Fourteen years ago, in the cold of winter, a child was born. His name was Miumi Touketsu Harou, and this is his story so far. When he was born the world went still at least in the room his hair was already as black as night and his eyes were an icy blue that seemed almost like frost covered skin. It was at that point his parents decided they would love this child with all their heart until they had another. They had another child from an affair that was put up for adoption and adopted by another branch of the family so they would all meet at one point. While this is just the beginning of the story which created a monster. It's funny they say a child is an angel but his child might as well be the anti-Christ. So now people ask what happened next not many people know the next time he was heard of was at the age of two years old. Which is when he was placed into dance and gymnastic classes which have enabled him to adapt to the world around him even though he feared every step he took afraid he'd fall through the cracks.

From age two and beyond he was always seen dancing or at least practicing spending hours in class and hours at home he hardly even slept. But that would change because at age five he was enrolled in school and was shunned by many kids. Unlike a lot of parents they had trouble saying no to Miumi due to the fact he was their only true child. So his father felt that he needed to give into Miumi to make himself feel better about not caring for his wife's other child. So Miumi had long black hair and wore narrow glasses and even dressed how ever he pleased if it was cute he'd wear and many of the boys decided to try and harass him over that but he wasn't going to sit there and take it when they shoved him, he'd shove back. To the point where one knocked Miumi to the ground and as they turned away he grabbed their ankle and dragged them to the ground even at five years old he was a fighter. It was what he had been raised to believe if someone hit you. You didn't play to get even you played to win.

By ten he had gotten a series of piercings two studs one for his love of the ocean and one for his date of birth and he would be moving to America over the break so he would be enrolled in an American school, while this didn't seem to bother him to much at the time it hurt inside but he tried to make his parent's think he was happy. So when they arrived in America they instantly enrolled him in more classes for dance and gymnastic these ones were more up-beat and more rythematic while Miumi loved it the people there kind of stared at him since he was in a class with primarily all girls. So for two years of his life this was all he did beside get surgial steel hoops put in his ears and have a minor crush on another guy and his best friend who was named Lily but doesn't everyone have that. But that was the end of the happy times as Bellafields had begun to observe Miumi how he was socially awkward and how they could achieve him for their experiments. So let the bad times roll.

His happiness was ended as his parents picked him up after gymnastics one day, he remembered climbing into the car and driving somewhat down the highway before everything went hazy, the sound of screaming, bright lights and then the darkness and when it all cleared he was starring at his mother's face, she had turned to face Miumi but a piece of metal could be seen jutting clean through the seat, he just sat there for a moment thinking it was all a dream, until he didn't wake up. He began to scream for his mother and his father neither one answered, He thought it was a game at first slowly crawling from his seat, his legs hurt beyond any belief and his whole body ached and he could feel a wet spot running down his side. As he crawled forward he looked at his parents. Their eyes were empty and they didn't respond to anything it was at this point he realized they were dead. While he had no living realitive nearby, he was shocked when ambulances arrived and they helped pull him out of the car and they took him to the hospital where he was checked out and discovered nothing was wrong at least yet.

Then the Bellafield scientist came they had taken on fake identities to help acquire the child claiming to be a distant relative and at that point Miumi was willing to believe anything. In the end he was taken to the labs and not even waiting a night they began injecting him with the drugs and the isolated dna of plants and had made it more potent and then used the radiation. All Miumi can remember as the last two years have become a blur is all the pain since he chooses to block out the worst of it. His mind had to break down at one point. But here he is now he isn't dead yet and he doesn't plan on dying before this hellhole hits the ground. In his eyes, It's all fun and games until someone loses everything they have, then it's time for revenge. He has heard the talk of the doctors about him when they think he can't hear them he knows what they did and he is now just waiting for his revenge.

i was losing myself
TO SOMEBODY ELSE

OOC NAME: Ayamu
AGE: 18
AREA: America
CODEWORD: -staff edit; correct answer =) -
RP SAMPLE: can be from another site. must meet word count.

Those chains of invisible, unspoken social rules and laws were starting to creak as Miumi moved his body was free for now it was only 11:30 at the time but time was ticking by fast as he went into his mother's closet going to the very back where he knew she kept festival garments. Grabbing a very expensive looking kimono from a box it had shoes and a mask in there as well he smiled as he clutched the box to his chest as he began to walk back towards the bathroom his mother noting the box just smiled and waved him on she just wanted him to have fun he deserved that much. As she almost forgot something she ran to her dresser pulling out two ivory combs and handed them to Miumi who couldn't help but smile at that moment. Bowing his head in a sign of respect as well as mouthing out the words Arigato or thank you in his home country. As he kept walking till he reached the bathroom looking in the mirror he had to do this right as he placed all the stuff in the closet and grabbed a single towel time was ticking by.

As he turned on the shower leaning under the water's heavy flow getting his hair soaked before he even bothered to step in. As he showered rather quickly also putting on some of those herbal scents he was so well known for choosing a sweet vanilla mixed with the scent of cherry blossoms. As he sniffed himself he smelt rather finishing the change from sweaty and kind of dirty to clean as porcelain and adorable. As he grabbed a small pair of shorts and underwear sliding them on first since his outfit really didn't cover a lot since it was in all honesty a really fancy robe. As he stood there drying his hair nicely before he walked over to the closet grabbing the comb first before he began to spiral his hair arranging it so that most of it besides a few loose strands were in a bun holding it with one hand before he grabbed the two combs plunging them through his hair hearing them click together. Leaving his long black hair bound up by a flora designed comb looking into the mirror so far he was looking good a small clock on the counter flashing 11:45.

Letting out a quick breath he looked at the kimono before grabbing a thin black shirt from the closet sliding it on his chest so he wasn't bare. As he looked at his next part of the outfit he just cringed this was going to be the fun part as slowly he undid the lacy ribbions and slid his body within adjusting it so his chest could be seen slight around his collar his shirt still invisible. Grabbing the shoes he slid them on they were different then normal they were flatter then most of them and didn't put Miumi's feet in a high-heel like stance they were getas. As he walked delicately trying not to trip as he moved to the mirror taking the box with him as he smiled harmlessly. AS he looked down the way the kimono was shaped made him look more like a woman and that was perfect if he was going to get in trouble no one would know it was him. As he admired the deep black material of the kimono it was soft to the touch and decorated with bright flora designs ranging from the pink petals of a cherry blossom trailing in a spiral down his arms.

Connected to the crimson petals of a rose which went towards the center of his back were cloth was dangling as he fiddled with the ribbion going out to his mother who fiddled with the rather large ribbon which was as white as snow designed with full five petaled flowers with an occasional twisted or single petal falling. While he stood still she adjusted the ribbion so it would spill out slightly to the side giving his body a more of an hour glass look of a woman. She also adjusted the golden ribbions on which held the sleeves together at one point pulling them so they were tight as the would get giving Miumi plenty of room to move his arms still. As his fingers stirred rubbing the extra silky material which covered where his fingers were. It all made him smile as he felt the fabric at his legs part it was cut level with his knee in a way that it spread out almost like a dress. The leg covering cloth was decorated with vines decorated with roses of red, pink and some orange. It only made Miumi smile as he adjusted it himself this time so that the second layer of cloth came down from the inside covering his legs slightly giving it the appearance of a ripple effect.

As he smiled opening the box pulling out a snow white mask which had the details of a cat painted on to it. He walked back to the bathroom going into a drawer pulling out a small case which had contacts in it he would place on in each eye before he pulled on the inside of the mask revealing a pair of thin wires which would be coiled around his ears invisible to the naked eye and also allowed the back of his head to be seen clearly. As he smiled into the mirror from behind the mask look was to hard to resist. As he began to walk down the stairs waving to his mother he was going to the parade just as the clock struck noon he moved uneasily before he got his balance those years of dancing helped as he walked down the streets towarsd the crowds unaware of someone coming in a little to quick he would crash into a petite figure his face turning red and his voice coming out it was muffled by the mask but it was really soft but still identifiable as a male.

"I'm so very sorry miss. Is there anything I can do to help you?"."


She is kind of pretty. I think I might ask her to the dance I mean she isn't like anyone I've ever seen before so she is a stranger. I'll just have to wait.

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