
”Oh, I'm not mad. I just want to beat the shit out of you!”
BASICS
NAME: Shizuo
GENDER: Male
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
BIRTHDATE: Late Winter 2746
AGE: 25 as of Late Fall 2771
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Bronze Handler
WING: Requiem
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Blond
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6’3” Lean
PLAY-BY: Shizuo Heiwajima (Durarara!!)
FULL APPEARANCE:
Shizuo is a tall and lanky, though strong, young man. He's in good shape, but he can't seem to build any significant muscle despite having a large wher to handle. He's pale with a tendency to burn out in the sun, which is rare since bonding to his wher. He keeps his blond hair short, but has little success keeping it from being anything but messy. His eyes are brown. He dresses for his work, rarely wearing bright colors or anything that will attract attention.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
The first impression people get of Shizuo is that he's loud, angry, and ready to pick a fight with just about anyone. Most people don’t get to see Shizuo’s other side, as he tends to fly under the radar when not in a rage. He is more than content to go about his day doing his thing, but his short temper often gets the better of him leaving a sour taste in others’ mouths. Despite his penchant to punch things (and people) he abhors violence and tries to avoid it at all costs with varying levels of success. He’s surprisingly patient with children and finds they don't tend to avoid him as much as adults do. He tries to deny it, but he would fight Faranth herself to protect a kid and win. He's a fan of sweet things and can be conned into helping in the kitchens in order to get a treat (or seven).
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Kichirou- Father
Namiko- Mother
Kasuka- Younger Brother
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: (optional)
BIRTHPLACE:
HISTORY:
Since time immemorable, Shizuo has had a temper. Whether it was tantrums thrown as a baby or fights with other children it has been incredibly easy to goad Shizuo into throwing a punch, especially in defense of his little brother. He could never explain why he got so angry, only that he ‘saw red’ and reacted accordingly, usually disproportionately, to the teasing and name calling. He never intentionally sought out trouble, but it always seemed to come to him, even when he was just trying to do his chores and keep his head down.
Fortunately for him, things got better as he got older. The other children found better things to do than antagonize him, and a handful even tried to befriend him, though he kept them at arm’s length. It was a little less lonely though. He found himself observing a wher hatching not long after turning eighteen. He wasn’t up for candidacy himself, but curiosity got the better of him. As luck would have it, he found himself facing the clutchmother when she rolled a large egg to him, and before he could say much of anything the shell cracked and a handsome Bronze worked his way out of the shell.
You’re calm, good. Anger bad for your heart. Shizesk will help you stay calm.
The wher was right; he was surprisingly calm considering the situation, even after his hand was bitten for blood. From then, Shizuo knew he had to step up his game to catch up to his peers on his missing knowledge of whers. Despite his best efforts, he was realizing that he wasn’t really welcome at the hold. People were still wary of him, and even his family weren’t sure how to interact with him. Wanting a new start, he decided to travel to Semaca, hoping for a new start and a way to be useful.