Post by Mr. Charles Kay on Oct 5, 2010 18:48:39 GMT -9
Charles Mitchell Kay
NICKNAMES :: Charlie, Mitch, or just Kay.
AGE :: Twenty one, (21)
BIRTHDAY :: June 19, 2051
ETHNICITY :: Caucasian
GENDER :: Male
OCCUPATION :: French Teacher at Kuramia Academy
ORIENTATION :: He's proudly extremely homosexual; but, while he is proud of his orientation, he does not go about spreading it through the school. Most people, especially students, don't know.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS :: Single. But not for lack of trying on other people's parts. Charlie isn't looking for a relationship right now, he's trying to find out who he really is himself.
HEIGHT :: Seven feet, one inch.
WEIGHT ::211lbs
RACE :: French American. His mother was 100% French, and his father was 100% American.
HAIR :: It's light brown in color, and slightly messy and tousled looking all the time. Pretty much, when he rolls out of bed and runs his hands through it, that's how it's going to be for the day.
EYES :: Striking green with turquoise blue flecks throughout.
FEATURES :: The first of his two outstanding features is also the most noticeable. On his left collarbone he has an array of small dark brown birthmarks that are roughly in the shape of a star. The second and almost always concealed one is the long, thin, dark scar on his back that he got from an accident with his uncle, Miitskani.
CLOTHING STYLE :: Charles isn't really on that gets much into fashion or style. he likes comfortable clothes that he likes and/or think look good on him. He's usually found in jeans and graphic or plain tees, and the occasional button up shirt. One thing you will never find him in is sweats; he says they're sloppy and gross looking. Two things you will rarely ever find him without are his beanie hats, and his large glasses; both things he absolutely adores.
MOTHER :: Belinda Marie Kay (nee Fanghorn), 43, Housewife.
FATHER :: Michael Jameson Kay, 57, owner of the local coffee shop.
SIBLINGS :: Christinia Annabelle Kay, deceased. She was his twin who died at the age of three.
OTHER FAMILY :: Miitskani Nazuka, uncle, deceased.
Bellatrix Nazuka (nee Fanghorn), deceased.
Ayana Nazuka, 15, student, cousin. She goes to Kuramia Academy.
PETS :: None to speak of.
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS :: Will Edit.
LANGUAGES :: Charles is well versed in many languages, knowing German, Italian, and French as well as English. Although, the ones that he is most fluent in are French and English.
ABILITIES :: Phasing, invisibility, and a superhuman sense of smell. He's pretty good at controlling his phasing, and hardly ever gets stuck in walls anymore, but there's always more to learn. His invisibility is a little more finicky, because you need so much concentration to hold the invisibility and Charles is so easily distracted. The sense of smell though, since he's had it all his life is like second nature to him. Every time he takes a whiff of air in through his nose, he gets all the scents that have been in that area lately; who's been there, a general idea of whats happened there, and he can smell strong emotions from people in his proximity, though he can't always tell who it's coming from if there's more than one person close to him.
TALENTS :: Charles is talents at many different things, two that he found out as a small boy was that he could wiggle his ears and also -more impressive of the two- scale a tree with ease. He used to climb up and sit in trees when he needed time to think or be alone. As he's grown older, he's found two more very prominent talents, and one would be his magic hands; anyone that has received a massage from this man almost instantly believes that he is a master masseuse. His last talent has to do a lot with other people, and doesn't work on anyone but works on most. He can confuse people when they're trying to find something out from him he doesn't want to tell, or just otherwise making him uncomfortable. To those who are really feeble minded, he can even convince them that they are there for a different reason entirely.
LIKES :: "So, you want to know what I like? Trying to pick me up? Or, just asking a simple question.. Oh, alright... The smell of freshly cut grass, combs -even if I hardly ever use them-, oh, and darkness.. I love the dark. Walking along under a clear night sky, staring up at the stars as the darkness creeps up around you... It's just the most romantic thing, is it not? Hmm.. Maybe not to all people, I suppose. Anyways, more things I like... Glasses. I'm in love with glasses. I don't know why, it's like a little guilty pleasure of mine. If you want to know a little secret, these glasses I have on right now? Yea, they do nada for my eyes. Just clear glass. I do have a pair of reading glasses that I use for when I'm reading, which is often, but most other times I just wear these. I like the way they look, even if they do make me look a bit nerdy.. Nerds are cute, aren't they? So darn cute. Last, but never least, I love teaching. I have a love of kids that is never-ending, and since I have such an obsession with the French language, I think everyone should know it."
DISLIKES :: "Now you want to know what I dislike? Just full of questions, aren't you? Well, now, I hate early mornings... Why I chose to be a teacher, I'll never know.. I don't like gummy worms or gummy bears, or really, gummy anything. They just don't seem to have a good texture for eating. Then, there's rainy days. I don't like the way my clothes stick to me when I get all wet. I don't care much for swimming, either, though sometimes I'll go because it can be quite fun. I'm not one for piercings, I think they look alright, but since I've had some experience with bad infections, they just look like a disaster waiting to happen."
PERSONALITY :: Charles Mitchell Kay is what most would call a walking contradiction, a living oxymoron. He's got opposing traits coming out all over the place, constantly. He's calm yet excitable, kind yet harsh, accepting yet judgmental. Most of the time, he is talking vigorously, hyper as ever and in a very upbeat mood, but, whenever someone new that strikes his interest romantic or otherwise, he becomes calm, subdued, even shy. It's all pretty much an attempt to get past the walls that each person hold around themselves, find a way past their defenses, as Charlie knows that every person on God's green Earth had got defenses. He has a very open, loving heart and most people are seen with at least slight respect and caring, but there are a few things that can get you automatically thrown down onto his shit list; dishonesty, rudeness without provocation, or doing something to hurt -mentally or physically- one of those who have risen to be on his minuscule list of 'favorites'. He is though, always open to to people redeeming themselves, as redemption is something he firmly believes in. He knows everyone has good and everyone has bad, and it all depends on the choices you make and the paths you take to where you end up in your life. One thing that he feels very strongly about is favoritism. He does have his favorites, even in his classes, but they will not receive better attention in class, or get better grades just because they are ones that he has connected with on a personal level. He feels that is a form of dishonestly, and being a quite honest person, it would be wrong-doing to let it come out in himself.
OTHER :: ▪Charles has a very big secret that no one but his mother knows the truth about.
▪He's scared that if anyone knew his secret, he'd be looked down upon and maybe even shunned.
▪Although Mitch has never been diagnosed with any allergies, he claims he cannot be around cats for 'medical reasons'.
▪A romantic at heart, almost anyone can make this man fall in love with him by showing the right amount of romanticism.
▪Most people would prefer to get a bouquet of roses if they were to receive flowers, yet Charlie would much rather just be given a single hand-picked daisy.
▪Too trust at times, people tend to get away with a lot in his presence.
BIRTHPLACE :: Maripasoula, France
CURRENT RESIDENCE :: He has a small dwelling right on the edge of the grounds of Kuramia Academy.
HISTORY :: Charles Mitchell Kay was born five minutes after his twin sister Christinia in a small hospital in Brive la Gaillarde, France. The set of twins were his parents first, and they were so keen on giving them the perfect life. They wanted everything to be good for their babies, and for everything to work out just as it was supposed to.
Everything was going great until the a few weeks before the twins' third birthday... Christinia was getting very sick, and it seemed there was nothing that Belinda or Michael could do. They brought her to the hospital, let the doctors experiment, and after long, hard deliberation they realized that she had mutated genes. The mutations had killed her, and after inspecting Charles for the same mutations found them in his genetic make-up, although, slightly different from those in his older sister.
Charlie was devastated the day he had to leave the hospital after numerous tests to be told that he would never again see his sister. They had been like one entity since birth, crying at the same moments, waking as if in sync, and he was now alone in the world without the one who, even from a young age, knew him perfectly. His parents were also devastated by the loss of their baby girl and, saying goodbye to all their family there, packed up to leave. America was their destination, and a long, long plane ride later they arrived in what would become their new home.
Years passed, and Belinda was always afraid the mutations would kill her only son next. She was afraid of losing him too, so, throughout his whole young childhood he was watched like a hawk. At the age of ten, though, his mother took him in to a doctor, not being able to stand the suspense anymore and hoping wildly that his mutations were not going to be fatal as little Christinia's had. After many grueling tests that seemed to be familiar to the young boy, he was clear and with tears misting her eyes, Belinda finally decided that her son, a lucky soul in her opinion, would live. His next two years passed without much excitement, and then, his younger cousin Ayana moved into their neighborhood. Bellatrix, his aunt, and Miitskani, her husband of eight years had just moved into a house that was only three houses down from their own. Belinda was delighted to see her sister again, and though Mitch sometimes found his younger cousin annoying was glad to finally have some of his family other than his parents back in his life.
The years passed and as Mitch started to grow into a man he got much closer to his aunt and uncle than he had been to almost anyone in his life, and by the time he was sixteen, he was even becoming the role model for his young ten year old cousin. He spent most of his time at their house, and almost every waking second that his uncle wasn't busy was spent in his study; talking of life, love, the future, and the importance of family. But, Charlie was soon to find out that his uncle did not hold much merit in family, or love, obviously. As the minutes that were spent behind the closed doors of the study became more and more, he started delving into his uncle's personal life, and private mind. His uncle was soon confessing in him his deep annoyance -that was quickly turning into dislike, even hatred- of his wife, Bellatrix. She was, as his uncle said, nothing like she used to be and no more than the common bitch nowadays. He did not believe in divorce though, and his dislike of her was slowly pushing him off the edge into insanity. After one very disturbing conversation with his uncle where Miitskani divulged that he felt as if he would be better off if Trixie died, Charlie stopped coming to his uncles study regularly. Miitskani's temper only grew worse with time, and eventually Charles was not visiting him at all.
Around a month later when Bellatrix ended up dead by mysterious means, Charles Mitchell Kay knew what he had to do.
A few months later, Miitskani also suddenly ended up dead, and Charles already damaged cousin was broken. From that day forward, he never spoke to his cousin again.
Miitskani's death was a huge mystery, even to the police. No one had any clue how it happened, exactly, or who did it. No one, that is, except for Belinda. She had also suspected what Miitskani had done to his wife, but never did she say a word of it to anyone.
Charles turned eighteen later that year and moved himself out, he got a small place that his father helped him pay for at the beginning, and soon after his nineteenth birthday found himself interviewing to be a teacher at the Kuramia Academy. He soon after was hired as the French Teacher and has been working there faithfully the past few years, never letting anyone know his deep secret.
NAME :: Linn or Linnard, although, you can give me whatever nickname you like. -Shrugs-
CHAT :: Linnard. 100%
CHARACTERS :: Yes, Works in progress, but yes; Ayana Nazuka, Hikaru Kingsley, and Takashi Kaoru.
