JI-YONG, kale kwon

[Kale Ji-Yong]

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FULL NAME;; Kale Kwon Ji-Yong
NICKNAMES;; none
GENDER;; Male
DATE OF BIRTH;; November 14th
AGE;; Fifteen
HOMETOWN;; Seoul, Korea
ETHINICITY;; Asian
GRADE;; Ninth
FACE CLAIM;; G-Dragon <333

EYES;; Kale's eyes are a deep, chocolate brown color. Due to his Korean blood, they're almond-shaped.
NOSE;; His nose is short and squat. It ends nearly a half-inch above his mouth. The bridge is a thick stump, which then curves outward to form two bulbous nostrils.
HAIR;; Kale's hair matches his eyes. It is dark brown. It's medium in length, the longest layer falling just below his ears. He has shorter bangs that sweep across his forehead.
FACE IN GENERAL;; Kale's head is squat and round. He has a broad chin. While Kale has high cheekbones, it is very hard to tell. His cheeks are plushy with baby fat that he just can't seem to rid himself of. His lips are also pretty full for a dude's. He makes a point of sucking them in when he smiles. His smile looks odd, though, because the teeth in his top row are larger than the ones on the bottom. Meaning he has an overbite. Another thing he can thank his Korean blood for are the bag that are always there, just below his eyes. They give him the impression of being perpetually tired.
BODY IN GENERAL;; When measured last, Kale stood at 6' ½''. He may have grown since then. Not the tallest of the group, but definitely not the shortest. He looks lanky. The muscle he has is the thin, stringy kind. Don't let it fool you, it is there. Kale can be described as sculpted. His pecks, abs, and biceps are defined, without looking overly-huge and body-builder. The muscle is covered in another blessing from the Korean blood: olive skin. This pigmentation means Kale can look tan without any work. The tan does deepen with sunlight, and the color of his skin keeps him from burning easily.

There are a few markings on Kale's body that can identify him. For one, he has both of his ears pierced. He rarely has two earrings in at a time. Usually it's one or the other. He also has three tattoos. The first one is on his back. It says “Too fast to live, too young to die.” Then he has one on the inside either arm, opposite each other. His left arm says “Moderato,” which is a musical term describing a moderately fast beat. His right arm says, “Vita Dolce,” which means 'good life.' He got them in that order. Most of his friends have never seen the tattoo on his back. Only his gym class a while back, when they did their swimming unit.

Without these, he would have no blemishes in his skin. Kale has no freckles, no moles. Not even a pimple. His olive skin is smooth and blemish-free, no matter how harsh the weather conditions. In contrast to many males his age, his skin is not soiled by protruding veins. His veins remain underneath his skin, little more than thin blue lines, unless he gets angry. Then the veins in his temples and neck pull taut. Kale does have a very prominent Adam's apple. Even with his head bowed, it is visible in his neck. His neck is medium length. Neither too long to look feminine, or too short so as to hidden behind and upturned collar. Therefore, it's always visible.

PERSONALITY;; For starters, Kale is very self-confident and sure of himself. He never second-guesses himself. If he is urged to do something, he doesn't hesitate, doesn't worry. It's not because he's afraid of what people might think if he backs out, it's that he's confident he can do whatever is asked for him. Yes, he's a bit cocky. Most of the time, he has the talent to back up this mind set. If he doesn't, Kale will admit that he was wrong. However, he's determined. If he can't do something, he will usually keep trying and develop the skills that enable him to do it. Due to this fact, he's turned himself into a very talented, well-rounded individual.

Whenever oppressed, Kale doesn't fight the harsh words that leap to his lips. He was raised to respect himself and the people he cared for. Whoever he loves, he loves deeply enough that it hurts him when they are insulted. He won't tolerate it. Not only will he fight with words. If he egged on enough, Kale isn't afraid to throw a fist. He's used to having a posse with him, so gang fights are his home ground, but he is willing to stand alone as well. As long as he teaches the bitch stupid enough to mess with him a lesson. The important thing is winning the fight and rubbing it in the face of the opponent. Kale prides himself on his grudge-holding skills. If he loses to someone, he won't let it go. He'll keep at it until he sees said person reduced to tears.

Most of the time, however, he has a very joking nature. Kale loves to have fun. He enjoys pulling pranks, burping in public, striking up conversations with random people, all that fun stuff. If there's a party being thrown, Kale will go. If he has to invite himself, he will. He loves to be surrounded by large groups of people so he can show off. And more importantly, there are girls at parties. Kale is a huge flirt. As soon as he recognizes a babe in the area, he comes running. Around women, he's the same cocky, overly-confident person he is around guys. He doesn't believe in living lies just to impress the ladies.

LIKES;; Drawing, composing, listening to music, singing/rapping, making funny expressions, fashion, crispy donuts, dogs, books (Poems, mangas, & magazines), watching cartoons, & himself.
DISLIKES;; sitting around for a long time, plain clothing, scheduled fun, alcoholic beverages, smoking, having nothing to do on a Friday night, guys who mistreat girls, one-night stands, bare walls (his are covered with posters, pages from magazines, and artwork), and people with low self esteem
HABBITS;; whistling, twiddling his thumbs, clicking his tongue, titling his hat (when wearing one), smirking for no reason.
FLAWS;; loses self-control whenever he sees something he doesn't like, quick temper, likes to take control
SECRETS;; Kale keeps all his crushes secret, once made out with a mirror because he thought he looked hot, had a crush on one of his best guy friends when he was five
STREGNTHS;; flirting, dancing, smiling
WEAKNESSES;; math, school in general, listening quietly while others talk

PET PEEVE;; People cheating on their boyfriend/girlfriend

PARENTS;;
Hyun Su Ji-Yong, father
works in personal resources, 47

Soo Min Ji-Yong, mother
architect, 45

Miranda Crawford, legal guardian
editor-in-chief of the Lumini Gazette

SIBLINGS;;
Hana Ji-Young
21, fashion designer, sister

PETS;;
Little John
Dog, border collie

BACKGROUND STORY;; Kale was born and raised in Seoul, Korea. His father had a job to attend to that kept him away during most hours of the day, but for the first month of Kale's life, his mother was on maternity leave. She used to pinch his cheeks and tell him how special he was. She would read him stories every night before bed, or rather “cradle.” Then her work beckoned, and it took her away from him during the day, as well. That forced him to bond with Hana, who is six years his senior. For the most part, she enjoyed the time she spent with lil' baby Kale. Until he threw up on her. Then she complained to her mother and got the woman to hire a sitter.

That was when he developed his rebel spirit. From 6 in the morning to 6 at night, standard business hours, Kale was watched over by a guardian baby-sitter. He did all in his power to make the lives of these sitters miserable. When his parents returned each evening, he turned into the perfect little angel. Especially when his mom was watching. Kale adored – still adores – his mother. So he did what he could not to cause her grief. But inadvertently ended up doing so anyway, by scaring away so many sitters. As soon as he was old enough to attend full-day kindergarten, Kale was placed in the class. It gave the neighborhood sitters looking for work some peace of mind.

Primary school, or Elementary, started for Kale at the normal age. Kale was instantly popular all through grade school. He hung with the coolest kids. It was no surprise that when he hit the sixth grade, he had all the ladies falling all over him. The ones that couldn't get dates with him settled for his friends. A lot of hearts broke the night the school had their first dance of the year, including some of the eight grade hearts. It was at that dance that Kale discovered his passion for the art. He found that he was a natural. There was some kid dancing on the floor, everyone was crowding around him... stealing Kale's spotlight. Kale pushed his way out of the throng and into the circle. It was an all-out dance battle, of which Kale ended up the victor.

After the dance, Kale told his mom about the experience. She offered to sign him up for dance lessons right away. From then on, Kale stopped focusing in school. He lived for dance. Between those lessons and chilling with friends, his grades started slipping. Halfway through Kale's eighth grade year, his parents discovered the foreign exchange program. They decided that if Kale couldn't get what he needed in the Republic, they would send him over to the States. They contacted the leaders of the program over in America and got in touch with a woman who was willing to board Kale during his American schooling, Miranda Crawford. All the paperwork was filled out, and Kale was ready to start his schooling during the next term, his Freshman year.

ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE;;

Ha! Ria had a sense of humor. She had jumped right in when Asher started the playful banter. She had no idea how wrong she was. He didn't want her hand in his. That didn't cover nearly enough of her. So he kept quiet, content to let her think she'd won this round. Ria stumbled forward, only to run into his chest again. She had a really bad habit of doing that. "I'm sorry, who wants who again? Unless I lost all math ability upon arriving at Hogwarts, that's the second time you've run into me." He reached up to ever-so-gently tweak her nose. Seconds after he'd done so, she poked him in the chest. Their noses almost brushed. It might just be the fact that he was alone with a hot girl in a dark, empty corridor, but Asher was filled with the sudden, strong urge to figure out what her lips tasted like. He could do it, too. It would be like stealing candy from a baby. Instead, he decided to wait her out. "Woof," he said gruffly, in response to her bit about the big bad wolf. "I know. My academics always did leave a lot to be desired." He tried his hardest to return the playful smile.

Through the darkness, he saw Ria stick her tongue in his direction. He started to laugh even harder when he heard her reaction to his hysterics. He loved it, how she was always trying to appear composed, and got frustrated when she couldn't manage that. She was even flashing what looked like a feeble attempt at a death glare in his direction. That didn't help Asher at all. His sides were heaving at this point. He could barely manage to get a breath in edgewise. She just looked so... funny... The laughter was enough to fight off the intense need to touch her. And oh, did he want to. It was easier not to dwell on that when his sides were in pain. His laughter was brought to a sudden halt when Ria fell... again. This time, she managed to take Asher down with her. They both hit the ground with a muffled thud. "Wow big Ria," Asher said sarcastically. "Looks to me like you fall more than anything else in that long list of what you can do in the dark." Oh dear god.. the wrong thoughts that sentence stirred up in his mind. Although it did make him wonder. What all could Ria do in the dark....

Before his train of thought could get too far down that track, Asher noticed something tugging at his arm. It was Ria, trying to pull him up like she thought she could actually lift him. How cute. Looked like she was having an epic fail at it, too. She gave up tugging after a while and decided to wait for him to pick himself up. That got him laughing again, but softer this time. He was getting the sense that Ria was truly annoyed. Either with him, for being his usual jerk of a self, or at herself, for being such a klutz. Asher was hesitant to stand up. He did so slowly. "It's okay, Ria," he said gently. "Everyone falls. No big deal." He reached for an arm, more as a comforting gesture than a flirtatious one. But his reach came a second too late. Before he could do little more than cry out in surprise, which he did, Ria stomped off, fiddling with her hair. Asher frowned, confused. Women were emotionally complicated creatures. He couldn't say seeing this flustered side of Ria bothered him, though. Either way, she was smoking. He did feel like getting a smile back on her pretty face, though.

She continued forward, almost like she was confident he'd be right behind her, the lovesick puppy that he was. Asher shook his head. He was at least a half-year younger than her, would that be enough to count him as a child in her eyes? No matter, he definitely was a kid at heart. After Ria had gone a ways, he started forward on tiptoe. Asher did his best to keep his footfalls muffled and quiet as he proceeded, not wanting Ria to hear him. This had to be as much of a surprise for her as he could make it. Of course, it took him a while to make up all the ground he'd lost when he was taking exaggerated strides, but he managed. Once he was near enough to breath down her neck, Asher snaked his arms around her waist and held fast. He bent to speak into her ear, a smile playing across his face. "Boo." That said, he planted a kiss on her neck, just below her jaw line.

YOUR NAME;; Kim
AGE;; 13 years
YEARS OF ROLE-PLAY;; 6 months, approximately
WHERE YOU HEARD ABOUT US;; Lani and Misha
ANYTHING ELSE;; G-Dragon is a sexbeast. Kthanksbai.
PASSWORD;; CHU GOT BEAT BY THE ADMIN, SUCKA!


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