Cain's Cuties

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Hiroki Allans

Here Are The Basics....

People Call Me Turq. I've never heard my real name.
My Birthday Is The twenty-fourth Of April.
My Last Birthday Cake Had twenty On It.
In Case You Haven't Already Noticed, I'm A male.
To Me, It's All About The men.
Oh, Yeah. Before I Forget, You Should Know I'm A human.

Let's Look Deeper....

People Often Say I'm quiet. I don't talk much, having been taught not to, and I'm very obedient and dependant on others. However, I'm very curious and sweet, disliking violence and getting myself into trouble by touching things I shouldn't, And I Have No Reason To Disagree.
My Life Has Been Exciting! If I could remember it. All I know for sure is that I spent ten years in a warehouse with other children. Where that warehouse is and what the place was, along with my childhood memories, are a mystery to me.
You Want to Know What I Can Do, Huh? Well, Let's See. I Can do nothing spectatular. I'm just an average human being.
My Morals Are Neutral.

Here's A Good Picture Of Me.


Made specifically for a role play with Puppy Peter.

 

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Mitsukini Aaron Sage

Here Are The Basics....

People Call Me Mitsu. My mom calls me Mitsu-kun.
My Birthday Is The twenty-fourth Of December.
My Last Birthday Cake Had nineteen On It.
In Case You Haven't Already Noticed, I'm A male.
To Me, It's All About The men.
Oh, Yeah. Before I Forget, You Should Know I'm A warlock.

Let's Look Deeper....

People Often Say I'm shielded. I am not easy to love because I deny any love I feel for others outside family. I'm more focused on the flesh pleasures than matters of the heart. But, that doesn't mean I don't love. I just don't want to be hurt. Behind my wall, I'm an innocent and loving person who would rather cuddle up to a romantic movie than bend over a counter, And I Have No Reason To Disagree.
My Life Has Been Exciting! Only to a sadist, or a masochist. Let's start from the beginning.

I was born in New York to a common family. My parents weren't wealthy. At least, not until my sister was born. Despite being part of a set of triplets, which included my brother and myself, her magic was strong. So strong, in fact, that she caught the attention of the Council. Since warlocks are a dying race, any warlock with the right potential is spoiled by the Council and trained to be High Warlocks. My sister was placed in the educational care of Lady Marissa, the current High Warlock of Brooklyn, and often trained to take her place in the future. However, the three of us were inseparable. Yukari, Takahiro, and I were best friends. For about six years. That's when it happened.

I had always been jealous of Yukari's popularity even though I loved her to death. My magic had always been placed second to hers, even though they were nearly identical in potential. One day, I decided to try and prove I was better than her by attempting a very advanced teleportation spell. It didn't go well. The magic was beyond my control, and as a result, Yukari was killed in the explosion. The only ones who ever knew were Takahiro, my parents, Marissa, and the Council. I was supposed to be executed for the murder of my sister, but the Council knew it would be forever before another warlock with such powerful magic would be born. They replaced my sister with me. It was painful enough, but to add more, my brother and father fell to resenting me. I only had the full love and support of my mother and Marissa, who both held no ill will towards me.

For a few years, until I was eleven, I trained relentlessly to try and atone for what I did. It was my eleventh birthday that I changed. During mine and Takahiro's party, I was lured from the ballroom by a couple of servants. I knew I shouldn't have gone alone, and I wish I hadn't, but I did. The servants turned out to be a pair of incubi masking themselves as warlocks that serve my family. You can imagine what followed. I was raped and left in the supply closet for five hours, gagged and unable to call for help. Marissa found me, and I begged her not to tell anyone. After that day, I slacked from from training, earning more hate from Takahiro.

The following years were full of sex with men and parties. Stuff my mother hated, but was never able to talk me out of. I realized when I was raped that I had no real value. I was a murderer and a replacement. Who cared? I certainly didn't.
You Want to Know What I Can Do, Huh? Well, Let's See. I Can do anything. As warlocks are just physical masses of magic, my power is limitless. Of course, I'm restricted to age appropriate spells by the Council due to my previous actions.
My Morals Are neutral.

Here's A Good Picture Of Me.


Can be used in Romance, Fantasy, and Master/Slave role plays.
Can be used in more than one role play at once.

 

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Mitsukini Aaron Yule

Here Are The Basics....

People Call Me Mitsu. My mom calls me Mitsu-kun.
My Birthday Is The twenty-fourth Of December.
My Last Birthday Cake Had nineteen On It.
In Case You Haven't Already Noticed, I'm A male.
To Me, It's All About The men.
Oh, Yeah. Before I Forget, You Should Know I'm A warlock.

Let's Look Deeper....

People Often Say I'm shielded, or maybe just scared. I'm open to the idea of love, but the thought of being hurt by that person or losing them terrifies me. I've also become very dangerous in order to protect my children, especially since their father is no longer around, so I have to stay strong for them as well. There isn't anything I wouldn't do to keep them safe, And I Have No Reason To Disagree.
My Life Has Been Exciting! Only to a sadist, or a masochist. Let's start from the beginning.

I was born in New York to a common family. My parents weren't wealthy. At least, not until my sister was born. Despite being part of a set of triplets, which included my brother and myself, her magic was strong. So strong, in fact, that she caught the attention of the Council. Since warlocks are a dying race, any warlock with the right potential is spoiled by the Council and trained to be High Warlocks. My sister was placed in the educational care of Lady Marissa, the current High Warlock of Brooklyn, and often trained to take her place in the future. However, the three of were inseperable. Yukari, Takahiro, and I were best friends. For about six years. That's when it happened.

I had always been jealous of Yukari's popularity even though I loved her to death. My magic had always been placed second to hers, even though they were nearly identical in potential. One day, I decided to try and prove I was better than her by attempting a very advanced teleportation spell. It didn't go well. The magic was beyond my control, and as a result, Yukari was killed in the explosion. The only ones who ever knew were Takahiro, my parents, Marissa, and the Council. I was supposed to be executed for the murder of my sister, but the Council knew it would be forever before another warlock with such powerful magic would be born. They replaced my sister with me. It was painful enough, but to add more, my brother and father fell to resenting me. I only had the full love and support of my mother and Marissa, who both held no ill will towards me.

For a few years, until I was eleven, I trained relentlessly to try and atone for what I did. It was my eleventh birthday that I changed. During mine and Takahiro's party, I was lured from the ballroom by a couple of servants. I knew I shouldn't have gone alone, and I wish I hadn't, but I did. The servants turned out to be a pair of incubi masking themselves as warlocks that serve my family. You can imagine what followed. I was raped and left in the supply closet for five hours, gagged and unable to call for help. Marissa found me, and I begged her not to tell anyone. After that day, I slacked from from training, earning more hate from Takahiro.

The following years were full of sex with men and parties. Stuff my mother hated, but was never able to talk me out of. I realized when I was raped that I had no real value. I was a murderer and a replacement. Who cared? I certainly didn't. During one of my visits to a client, a vampire, I was abducted and sold into slavery. I spent three months in a cage, my hands dressed in containment gloves so I couldn't use magic to escape. One day, I was purchased and shipped away to where I met the first person I ever openly loved.

His name was Danté. Perhaps buying me wasn't the smartest thing he coukd have done, seeing as I was a brat and hard to get along with, but it was the best thing to have happened to us. The first few weeks were hard. I hated him and he hated me. However, we began to open up to one another. After a few months, we shared a long and passionate night together, which resulted in my pregnancy. I had forgotten to drink the potion that protected from it. Not my smartest move, yet we didn't regret it. Instead, Danté freed me from my legal binds as a slave and married me. I spent another wonderful one and a half months with him. Before it was all taken away from me.

We were asleep when it happened. Slavers had heard of a rare male warlock pregnancy, and hoping to make a lot of money off of me and my children, they broke into the mansion. They drugged me and killed Danté before draggin me back to sit in a cage. This was four weeks ago. People have tried to buy me, but I've scared them off with threats of death. Now, the shop keeps me in isolation, waiting for me to give birth so they can sell my children and get rid of me.
You Want to Know What I Can Do, Huh? Well, Let's See. I Can do anything. As warlock's are just physical masses of magic, my power is limitless. I'm official on probation due to killing my sister, but I will break all laws to protect my family if I must.
My Morals Are Neutral.

Here's A Good Picture Of Me.


Made specifically for a role play with the gothic beauty 2.

 

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Simon Ross a.k.a Rain Colorz

Here Are The Basics....

People Call Me Simon, but people still call me Rain.
My Birthday Is The fourteenth Of March.
My Last Birthday Cake Had fifteen On It.
In Case You Haven't Already Noticed, I'm A male.
To Me, It's All About The men, but I won't admit it.
Oh, Yeah. Before I Forget, You Should Know I'm A rainbow child.

Let's Look Deeper....

People Often Say I'm open, friendly, and oblivious. I am very open about myself, with the exception of my sexuality, and I'm extremely friendly. I love to socialize with others. I almost thrive off it. But, I'm also oblivious to the dark intentions of others. All the way to the point that I'd probably follow a murderer into an alley without a second thought, And I Have No Reason To Disagree.
My Life Has Been Exciting! My parents told me I was a miracle from Heaven. It was after my mother's miscarriage when they found me, abandoned in their cornfield. They don't know how I got there, but it was on a day with a vivid rainbow. They always told me I came from the magic that runs through rainbows, sent as a gift to them. Without knowing who I was or where I came from....How could I think otherwise? And, my powers certainly make it more true.

As a child, I loved to perform. It doesn't matter if it was music, dancing, a paint show, or even a presentation; I always owned it. I always saw life as a stage, and I even made my parents record and upload videos so others could see me, too. It was through my videos my agent found me. She was putting together a band, and needed a lead singer. Which is how I got the job as a teenage popstar. It was perfect. Being able to travel and perform in front of live audiences was a dream come true. I was happy....Until my parents died in an accident.

After the accident, I lost focus on my career and ended up drifting away from it. I fell into a depression and cried all the time. Eventually, the band had to replace me with someone else. My agent still looked after me, making sure I had a place to live and food to eat - and making sure I ate, too. After a few months, however, I bounced back. I started to live again. I never joined the band again, though. Instead, I enrolled in school. Maybe in the future, I'll regroup with the band, but for now....I'm happy to just be a kid.
You Want to Know What I Can Do, Huh? Well, Let's See. I Can make colors out of air and liquids, and change the color of any object or person.
My Morals Are good.

Here's A Good Picture Of Me.


Can be used in Romance, School, and Band role plays.
Can be used in more than one role play at once.