Kiku Honda

Player Info


Name: Danielle, Swesus. ( Hawhaw )

Age/Birthday: 10/29/92 ( 17 )

Main E-mail: alooie@hellokitty.com

MSN/AIM: meestercockles@live.com


Character Info


Personal

Full Name: Honda Kiku

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, leaning more towards men.

Blood Type: A+

Birthday: February 11th

Hometown: Nara, Japan



Family

Father: Tori Taiyou

Mother: Tori Mizu

Siblings: Tori Midori

Patient Chart (for patients)

Illness(es): Dissociative Identity Disorder, Schizophrenia, Posttraumatic stress disorder, Paranoid personality disorder, Borderline personality disorder, Avoidant personality disorder,


Specific Symptoms: Multiple mannerisms, attitudes and beliefs that are not similar to each other, Unexplainable headaches and other body pains, Distortion or loss of subjective time, Depersonalization, Derealization, Severe memory loss, Depression, Flashbacks of abuse/trauma, Unexplainable phobias, Lack of intimacy and personal connections, Frequent panic/anxiety attacks, Auditory hallucinations of the personalities inside his mind.

Reason for admission to hospital: Harming others with no recollection of said event. Lack of social interaction unless in work habitat, even then limited.

Medication(s) if applicable:

Other notes: Has a mild fear of ear wigs.


Criminal Record (may apply to both in some cases)
Assault of his sibling, Tori Midori, using one of the mounted katana his parents had on the wall to slash his back.


Appearance

Height: 165 cm (5'4-5'5 ft est)

Weight: 127 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Body Type: Short and Slim

Clothing: A long, white wool sweater that is much to large for his body type, grey washes skinny jeans and black high top converse.

Other notable attributes/unique traits:

Picture (esp. if OC): https://2img.net/h/i917.photobucket.com/albums/ad16/Spiraline/Art/kiku.jpg



Personality:
Kiku is quite a complex being, though seeming to be rather quiet and innocent looking on the outside he is an extremely analytical thinker; his cogs are always churning. He is known to be a hard worker, able to easily isolate himself from others and put himself fully into the task at hand. While he seems to be afraid of any for of outside contact, he is actually rather curious and loves to learn things from others. He is known to do things that seem out of the ordinary to others but he himself finds them perfectly acceptable. His actions appear to make him far more aged then he actually is, ( he tends to act years beyond his age, earning him the nickname “old-man” ) and he prefers to shut himself inside of places than adventure out. He appears frightened by physical contact and nudity, but is actually rather sexual when allowed to be. He is a big otaku.

He enjoys food in general, but has a preference for anything of Japanese origin and most salted foods. With his personality change brings out his anger, which is quite frightening and dangerous, otherwise he can only become mildly irritated by a situation. He hardly shows expression therefore making it rather hard to tell in the first place if he is aggravated or pleased by something. He loves animals and enjoys their company. Also loves soft and fluffy things. Has a particular affiliation with Chrysanthemums.


History:
Kiku was adopted by his parents as an infant, but left behind early on after the couple was able to give birth to their own child, leaving him behind in favor of blood relation. He spent much of his childhood and thereafter by himself, isolating himself from others in his own room and spending much of his time there. His condition soon became worse to the point that he was unenrolled from school and took home schooling. Most of his teen years were spent in his room, where he would be found using his computer as the only means of communication with the outside world.

Eventually he was forced out of the house into the working world. ( However he continued to live in his parents house until he could raise enough money to get his own apartment. ) His mental instability appeared most prominent in this stage, seeing how he didn’t have contact with people for most of the years and his parents never bothered to check up on him for the most part. He continued to stay in his shell, not communicating with most and nearly seemed robotic. Day by day his condition worsened and many noticed his personality swing into something more violent, but when questioned he had no recollection of the event. Eventually one day he snapped and lashed out on his younger sibling, bringing him into custody and forcing him into the asylum.


Other Important Info:


Roleplay Sample:
Attempting to be calm in such a hostile environment was trying on the young Japanese citizen, the situation was not helped with the fact that he had no idea why he was being sent away. Harsh words were spoken, his mind wracking for an answer as to why he deserved such treatment. The harsh scent of iron and visions of scarlet filled his mind as he recalled that time. Soon enough, the safety of his own home was invaded by outsiders, tromping around and gripping him by the arms as if he was some sort of criminal. Was he? When he looked down at his palms he noticed a smear of thick crimson on both palms, some streaking down his wrists like tears. He looked back at his “family”, his brother slumped over on the ground, a tarnished weapon seated next to him, covered in his own blood. Was that his doing? Did he stain the floors with his own brother’s blood? Something inside of him scoffed, that wasn’t his brother at all. He stole his family. But deeper in his mind he realized he was the intruder. He was the one who didn’t belong.

His eyes scanned the scenery, all foreign. He was unaware where he was being brought, but he knew he had never been to this place before. It wasn’t work. It wasn’t school. It was definitely not his home. He was taken away from that forever. He sighed, disconnecting his concentration from the outside and looking off at the driver, shifting in his cuffs. The cold metal irritated his flesh, he disliked the feeling. He disliked this situation in general, but it was something he couldn’t be bothered to concentrate on really. He apparently deserved it. ( At least that’s what everyone told him; They all treated him like scum. ) His mind reeled on until he noticed the vehicle slam to a stop, slightly knocking him from his seating. He blinked, looking off at the driver to notice he moved from his position, only to be spotted at the back of the car, escorting him out. Kiku stared off at his new environment; his new home.

He wasn’t sure how long he was going to last.