#vivid blood pale scars memes

[skeletonsfortea]

[itsmoonphobic]

Dream SMP characters and my interpretation of them:

-Techno: The smell of Dirt and soil,blood,wine and old books. Silk pillowcases,golden jewelry,mosaics,stained fingertips, grand staircases,scented candles,storyteller,lazy smiles, secretive,slow dancing,sad resting face,elegant language,cold weather,confident,doubts himself,philosophy, messy braids,glowdust flakes, poetry,graceful movements,neat and cursive handwriting, greek mythology, oriental music,pale skin,libraries,sarcasm, long-lasting friendships,quotes,frosted windows,layering clothes, know-it-all,rude but endearing,pile of papers,cherry blossoms,muted colors,overthinks everything,devotion,logical thinking,insomniac,scattered mind,castle walls,laid back,tired eyes,long debates,show over tell,lingering touches,rulebreaker, dirty palms,old movies freezing feet,old habits,late nights studying,early riser,skips meals,eye bags,tea with milk,velvet jackets,dimly lit by streetlights,ancient wood floors,flowy curtains,art museums, gravely morning voice,echos in the middle of nowhere,sleepy whispers,nostalgia everywhere,red lipstick stains,loves animal more than people,calm and quiet, healing stones,parked car conversations,sharp jaw,obsessed with memes,violins,doves, doves,floats instead of walks,unbroken promises,twisting and winding hair around fingers,nail biting, repeating phrases,mist secret scars,rumors,always wearing earphones,metaphorical, emotions fragile as a flower, speaks with his eyes,fluttery eyelashes,dog lover,forehead kisses,calligraphy,pretty knives,cares too much,lopsided grins,messy desks,talks for hours no,rolling his eyes all the time,powerful strides,wants to conquer the world,slender hands,good grades, dusty book covers,wax stamped envelopes,vintage mirrors

-Phil: The smell of cold air,pine trees and sandalwood.Dead birds and mothballs,stops on the sidewalk to make sure nobody is left behind,morning person,herbal teas,crows,eats breakfast outside,constellations,family portraits on walls, chirping and whistling,crime documentaries,cool father figure, graveyards,weeping angels,meteor shower,many friends but only a single close one,contagious laugh,fragile teacups,fog, early mornings,fuzzy blankets,springs of thyme,bare feet, empty streets,rosemary stems,flickering lanterns,burnt wood bowls,feather collector,antique silverware,a sky full of stars, skylights,torn pages,overstuffed bookshelves,makes you feel comfortable whenever you talk to him,organized,full of ideas, believes in magic,gives the best advice,lost in his own way, warm hugs,scrapbooks and bullet journals,old cars,soft features,daydreaming,bright eyes,getting lost in the woods,moonlight,self knitted sweaters, stargazing on tailgates,the universe,hand in hand with wandering hearts, garage sales,questioning life but feeling at peace,attic bedrooms and haylofts,pursuing science and desiring art, photo albums,hopeless romantic,dark chocolate,open windows and quirky morning rituals,actually knows what brunch is, succulents,a kind-hearted loner,free-spirit,plaid button-ups, always ready to let you rant,abandons projects quickly, complicated past,bold moves,goes with the flow,aims for things that seem unachievable,lives in extremes,knowing smiles,constantly busy with something new,soft touches,love at first sight,naps alot,subsequent tea stains,sparkly eyes, abandoned barns,handwritten notes,feather quills,fascination with the sky,whispering secrets to the wind,great with kids, takes a backpack everywhere,hugs trees,big winter coats,road trips,knows tons of medical info,bites his nails,comforting presence,lost souls,city lights from a high rise

-Wilbur: The smell of fire,smoke,caramel and coffee. Stands up for people who can't for themselves,emotional wreck,loves his family too much but still yells at them,soft turtlenecks,sits in different spots every time he eats dinner,chipped nailpolish, songwriter,probably depressed,wakes up in the middle of the night to write down random thoughts,heartbroken teenager songs,dark psychology and deep meanings,globes and maps, wants to travel and make lots of memories,curls of steam, earbuds in,spattered ink,good singer,keeps to himself,old music and dusty vinyl,the type of person that you could stare at for hours,loud laugh,ride or die,dreams about his future, believes in fresh starts and new beginnings, messy and tangled hair,summer nights,soft features,deep thinker and dimples, having crushes,musicals and theater, half finished diaries and laptop stickers,mixtapes,quirky love notes, secretly kinda insane,always ready for coffee,thrift shops, beachy waves, bonfires,probably drives too fast,cutoff jeans, cream and sugar,nude colors,always creating new problems for himself, fights for equality,long debates and tired eyes, tapping a rhythm and humming quietly,spends all his time on social media,beanie galore,trench coats,foggy glasses,cozy sweaters, dancing around his room to the Beatles,looking out the window when the sun is setting,birkenstocks,guitar strumming on a warm summer evening,bells and chimes,subtle sadness, the feeling of diving into a deep pool,perfect proportions,too many playlists,holding hands,pretty boy,sew on patches and bomber jackets,candid photos,warm sun on bare skin,dancing silhouettes on the sunsets,beach walks at midnight,messy but cozy room,different mood every minute,singing his favorite song at the top of his lungs,sharp grins,haunted houses, paranormal stuff,late night snack runs with friends,explores creeks and lakes,double checks everything he does,walking through hot sand,backyard campfires,acoustic songs,photo booths,train platforms at night,s'mores,sun bleached arbors

-Tommy: The smell of plastic,fresh cut grass and musk. Does the bare minimum at School,unless genuinely interested in a topic,doodles on the side of his paper,movie marathons,empty coca cola bottles everywhere,rope swings,glossy nailpolish,lots of energy,life of the party, kidcore ,can always make you laugh,loves photography,eyestrain and bright colors,bruised knees and untied shoelaces,paperballs in class,brand new red converse,denim jackets,pins and clips,chalk drawings in the middle of the road,every text contains emojis, garden sprinklers,graffiti,wreck this journal,vibrant dyed hair, scribbles and highlighter pens,carnivals,involed in many things, watermelon flavored anything,loves to climb trees,screaming on playgrounds,oversized t-shirts,stained glass windows, anklets,skateboards and hula hoops,milkshakes on the front porch,social butterfly,always in a hurry,pinkie promises,tangled headphones,melted crayons and gummy bears,bean bags and hummingbirds,spinning around till he gets dizzy,chaotic and crazy yet so fun to be around,rushing into things too quickly, roller coasters and derbies,doesn't get knocked back by criticism,cans of fizzy drinks and neon lights,skips school,tye dye shirts and nitendo games,impulse and class clown,sticks stickers on stranger's things,pickpockets his close friends,has to carry a walkie-talkie around with him at all times,sleepovers and sneaking out through windows,pockets full of change and random buttons,stands out in crowds and makes friends easily, pretends to be fearless but is scared of the littlest things,trips and rips his jeans daily,uno cards,social butterfly,music discs, fights with his family but would actually kill for them,broken handwriting,flannels and jerseys around his waist

-Tubbo: The smell of honey,fresh bread and citrus. Lowkey soft, hugging a teddy bear,pressed flowers,eats alot of bread,big hoodies,fairy lights and blanket forts,prank calls while holding in your laughter,beeswax candles,sidewalk dandelions,gentle cuddles on the couch,pastel yellow and cute doodles,flower crowns and diasy chains,plays the ukulele,fascinated by bees and supports local coffee shops,outdoorsy sunshine addict, sparklers and iced lemonade,festivals with fireworks and fireflies in mason jars,homework done as soon as its assigned, watercolor paintings,giggling uncontrollably,long hugs and lazy cartoon afternoons,park dates and forehead kisses,cutting pants into shorts,messy wild hair and pear lollipops,has tiny random braids decorated with golden yarn,hearing the crinkle of leaves underfoot,suprise piggy back rides,adult swim shows and lip gloss stains,being goofy without meaning to,bounces in his step and stops to pet stray animals,baked bread and washi tape bracelets,bike rides and summer picnics,rolling down a hill in the spring and bringing home grass stains on his jeans, waving at someone across a crowded room,spontaneous hang outs and self made clay rings,sitting in the warm sunlit grass on early spring mornings,rock painting and hiding them for other people to find,picking apples from trees but needing to be held up in order to reach one

-Ranboo: The smell of peppermint tea,denim and rain. Is there for everyone but never themselves,regrets things they said but can never find the nerves to apologize,clumps of mascara and winged eyeliner,writes down every tiny thing in notebooks, loves children and their friends,forgetting that they already grabbed a waterbottle,drawing on condensation windows,rainy days and puddles,always on the edge of a breakdown,elevator music and long limbs,old tape recordings and cassettes,moss covered ruins and greenhouses,wanting to be in multiple places at the same time,different colored socks,long hugs and head pats,reading under the covers,collages and spray paint,record players and walks alone through the woods,loves playing by creeks and collecting stones,always wondering and worrying about things they shouldn't,vivid dreams and leather jackets, silver necklaces and piercings,snoozing their alarm clock, seeing the moon in the early morning,blurry photographs and windswept hair,downpours and comfortable silence,wrapping gifts and handing them over with shaking hands,sitting on a rooftop and spontaneous plans,lofi sounds and long train roads,deja vu moments,randomly dissapears and sipping tea, cold concrete and city parks,tickets and brochures from places they visited,dusty parchment and desperately trying to be a good person,wikipedia articles and lace-up boots,often loses track of time while talking to people they love,sings to the radio and avoids conflict if possible,can't sit still for five minutes, perpetually in an emo phase and knows more than they let on, hawaiian shirts,henna tattoos and sparkling water,sleeping in complete darkness and the relief of falling into bed,midnight thunderstorms and anticipation for the coming day,lucky charms and the sound of rain hitting the windows

-Dream: The smell of apples,eucalyptus,vanilla and green tea. Freckles and smiley faces,glow sticks and wrinkled linen, probably a really good singer,wild laughter and jellyfish, popular,tanned skin and cruising with the top down,doesn't take shit from anyone,analytical and self assured,beachy waves and dreamy sunsets,running barefoot,likes being active and on the go at all times,sassy and dramatic as fuck,dream catchers and hammocks,glow in the dark stickers on his phonecase, feisty and a sense of danger,brought home stray cats when he was a child,falling in love with strangers,waking up early and continue laying on the bed,golden hours and 4pm naps,soft aching hands burried in messy hair,center of attention,static and heavy breathing,old percy jackson books under the bed, throwing pebbles at the closed windows of his friends' room, retro diners at 2am,adrenaline junkie and nighttime thriver,will go insane if cooped up indoors for too long,deadlines till last minute,oversleeping and coming home past midnight,naturally a really good surfer,hugs from behind and neck kisses,checking the fridge at 1am,ice cream in bed and cat cuddles,always picks up over facetime

Might make more parts for some of the other guys :)

[xiinzhan]

" I will endure it. by now I am used to suffering - at sea and in the war. let this come too. "

meme.

SENTENCE STARTERS: MYTH.TXT

@prdigy​  • not accepting !

He’s kept time of his loss—of every month, week, day, hour, second since he’d seen him last— with the stubbornly metronomic thrum of a splintered heart, and a vigilant recall that’s more vivid than it has any business being. 

If he closes his eyes, he can remember the last time he’d seen Sephiroth: half obscured in the darkness of his apartment, backlit by the the garish neon cityscape of Midgar at midnight, which shrouds him in a corona of sideral light. A single wing stretches behind him, flourishing once before it cloaks his shoulders at the sight of tseng installed in the threshold of his door, as pale as a pilgrim, and stilled with wonder that inhibits any sense but a complete and abject numinity. 

He can’t see his expression for the darkness, but Tseng recalls the sharp shadows that cut the quadrants of his face, all part and parcel to a terrifying beauty that he would worship before for the rest of his life, given half the chance. But he sees the arm that rests at Sephiroth’s side, unconcealed by the wing, wrapped in hastily-wound bandages from wrist to elbow upon which a darkness blooms, spreading like sin. 

And when Tseng steps back from the threshold, retreating into the darkness of the living room and out into the quiet of the sleeping city, it feels like defeat.

It is defeat.

There had been no words between them after. Tseng remembers how many myriad times he’d compulsively turned his phone over to find no alert from him—no text, no call, no voicemail asking after him. That night, the twilight air had resolved him to have one of those difficult sorts conversations with Sephiroth, the kind of talk of uncertain terms and uncertain ends. But every second, every hour, every day without him proved a deprivation that ached, his heart inhabiting the old adage about absence and fondness and whatever other foolishness came with the imprudence of falling in love.

And then he was off. On another mission, of such great importance that his victorious return had merited a celebration of unprecedented magnificence, to fete his triumph and consecrate his efforts. It isn’t where he’d prefer to see him again, amidst a gala of the glitterati who would designate him a god where Tseng would rather find flesh and blood in the form of a man he’d known in the veracity of darkness. 

The ballroom is lavishly decorated, pristine white marble walls illuminated by hundreds of slender candles. White. Tseng always thought Shinra’s preoccupation with white was more than a little mordent. Black swallowed sins. White exhibited it. But it is a thought beyond his ken to reason.

Garlands of exotic white flowers ornament towering pilasters edged in gold, velvet curtains the color of deepest crimson frame stately windows that opened to an inky night sky. It is a magnificently ostentatious display, and one expected of the aristocrats that luxuriated in the comfort afforded to those who lent their support to the conglomeration. 

Tseng’s eyes sweep the hall by rote, knowing full well they would not alight upon the sight he wants so desperately to find. Sephiroth is not here. 

It’s nearly another hour until he does show, his entrance invoking the usual rush of an unabashedly curious throng of bodies that never fails to overwhelm. The general enters to chorus’ swell of gasps, to a crescendo of footsteps, admiration hummed in concert at his arrival.  Tseng watches as he forces himself to smile as warmly as he can at a gaggle of silk-clad young women who peek at him from behind the coquettish obscuration of their gilded fans. Beset upon from all sides, crystal flutes of expensive champagne are pushed into Sephiroth’s hands, trays of delectable finger foods called to his vicinity. Tseng is acutely aware of the irritation that flickers invariably in Sephiroth’s gaze, even from this distance: he dislikes being the center of attention at these things. And yet it is his job to be just that.

The Turk weaves his way through the crowd to his lover’s side, fingers pressed lightly to the small of his back. It’s an offhanded gesture intended to be a custodial one, reassuring and encouraging. But a small flood of panic washes over him as he feels Sephiroth shift away from his touch and let himself be led away, leaving Tseng’s fingertips reaching uselessly after him.

Bile rises bitter at the back of his tongue. Maybe Sephiroth hadn’t seen him. He’d come in from behind, out of his line of sight. A part of him forms an astringent argument that Sephiroth had always known his touch. Another part of him fears that he had.

From his position against the wall, Tseng notes the meandering of Sephiroth’s path, watches with eyes slit with what feels like jealousy. What had any of these people done to assume the right to Sephiroth’s time? His attention? What possible contribution could any of them have made to merit the general’s recognition?

Nothing. But they’ve likely never failed him.  

It’s a consideration that sends his stomach roiling, to join the freneticism of his heart, the scatter of his thoughts.

And when the general finds an opportunity to slip away, so does Tseng. 

He expects to find him rushing to the sanctuary of the bathroom, but when Tseng finds the hallways curiously empty, it takes a moment to regroup. He only hears the piano as he nears the antechamber door, plaintive chords struck with a resolved hand, reverberating through the marble hall, high to the cathedralic ceilings. Like an invocation, a call to worship that draws Tseng in like a siren’s song. 

Sephiroth sits at a white grand piano, his argent hair spilling over his shoulders, swathed in moonlight that paints him pallid and pale. His head is bent to regard the ivory graced by his elegant fingers, which play with an unceremonious perfection. And when he raises his gaze to mind the moon, Tseng braces the frame of the door as his lips part to sing:

And I’m a shadow of a ghostIt’s feeling as if somebody has taken hostBabe, I don’t wanna make a sceneBut I get self-destructiveAnd it’s driving you awayIt’s driving you awayPiece by pieceDay by day

Baby, tell me if I’m being strangeAnd if I need to rearrangeMy particlesI will for you …..

He sings with a timbre so velutinous that Tseng shivers, as though the back of his neck is graced with the taunt of eiderdown. And how his voice soars stratospheric, high and holy, with an abstracted effortlessness that seems transcendent. Like he’s witnessing some aniconic simulacrum, a wonderment beyond words. 

And when Tseng is close enough for his hand to alight upon the shelf of the grand instrument, tears shine crystalline in the corners of his eyes. It’s hubris to assume that the song is about him. But he feels it, in the marrow of his bones, the castigation and concession both heavy in the consonance of his voice

Tseng sinks to his knees like a prodigal found, hands in his lap as he sits back dejectedly upon his heels. “Do you think that?” he asks, in barely a whisper, looking up at cerulean eyes slit narrowly with black, that had once softened at the sight of him. How vacant and vacuous they seemed now. “Do you think there is anything you could do short of telling me to leave, that could impel me to abandon you?”

“If you must go, go,” came Sephiroth’s adjucation. He says it simply. A simple truth. And for all the delicacy he says it with, it destroys Tseng all the more. “I will endure it. By now I am used to suffering - at sea and in the war. Let this come too.”

Desolation marks the curl of his shoulders, sorrow describes itself in the curve of his spine. It is the pronunciation of defeat, like a sentence, like a verdict. Like a maledict. Tseng’s eyes slide shut, in depuration of this unique misery. “My hesitation had nothing to do with you, and everything to do with me,” Tseng announces, with a quiet finality. “I’ve been to war, same as you. I’ve seen terrors and tragedies and weathered them all. I’ve dealt with the aftermath. I’m not scared of what it takes to find slivers of peace. But god, the burdens you carry are atlantean in magnitude, and I’m at least smart enough to know that I could never fathom the scope of the shit you go through. I’m not …. I’m not equipped …. To understand the depth of everything you’re going through. I want to. But that’s where I fail you. Because no matter how encompassing, how completely and unwaveringly I love you, it won’t be enough. It’ll never be enough.”

His hands alight upon Sephiroth’s thighs, following the line of sinews and muscles up to the terminus of his hips. Tseng moves between the spread of the general’s knees, settles between them to incline his lips to where the scar vivisects his ribs, and kisses it over the perfectly pressed linen of his shirt. “But I am sadly as loyal as the dog they take me for. And even if you sent me away, ordered me away, I’d still love you. I’d still watch over you as best I could. From the wings, where i’ve always belonged.”

He rests his forehead against the ballast of his sternum and sighs with a profundity that aches. “I remember the shape of your mouth when you told me the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard. How you told me I ground you. How I keep you human.”  How you loved me. “You cycle through medications that wane in their efficacy, with an exponentiality that frankly frightens me. You hurt yourself to whatever end—to purge yourself, to punish yourself, to prove something to yourself …. What the fuck could I possibly offer you, that wouldn’t end up useless eventually, too?”

He’s quiet after that confession, and allows an ineloquent silence to sit thickly between them. He swallows and tries to find his words, his thumbs finding the jut of Sephiroth’s hips and circling idly as he gathers up the courage to speak. “It’s alright if I’m useless. I thought maybe …. I wouldn’t waste your time. I shouldn’t, at least. You’d be better off without having to worry about everything that haunts you, and me on the side. But it turns out I’d rather exist as an afterthought to you, than nothing at all. I’ll live out my usefulness to you. But until then, I’m here. I’m yours. To do with what you will.” 

[infiniteleftdoesffxiv]

Appearance Meme: Eloise

BODY.

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Toned thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Toned arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned Stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Thigh brows. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulder. Narrow shoulder. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

HEIGHT.

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

(Haruki, ICly, is very short for an Elezen, being roughly 5′2′’)

SKIN.

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Soft. Scarred.

EYES.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Vivid Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Mis-matched. Half blind.

HAIR.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Buzz cut. Undercut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blondette. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Dark grey.

TATTOOS / PIERCINGS.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there . Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Henna. Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angelbites. Labret. Stretches out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings. Facial tattoo. Helix piercings. Back fur markings.

COSMETICS.

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make up.

SCENT.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturiser. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Sugar. Cinnamon. Earth. Petrichor.

CLOTHES.

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight / formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports t-shirt. Sweatpants. Tank top. Fur. Faux fur. Leather. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxi dress. Sundress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress / skit. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. hoodie. Harlem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace.  Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors. Naked.

SHOES.

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Barefeet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes.

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[okashc]

Appearance Meme

BODY.

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Toned thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Toned arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned Stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Athletic frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Thigh brows. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulder. Narrow shoulder. Underweight. Average weight. Overweight.

HEIGHT.

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN.

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Soft. Scarred.

EYES.

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Vivid Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Mis-matched. Half blind.

HAIR.

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Buzz cut. Undercut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White.Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blondette. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Pink. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Dark grey.

TATTOOS / PIERCINGS.

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Back tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there . Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Henna. Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angelbites. Labret. Stretches out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings. Facial tattoo. Helix piercings. Back fur markings.

COSMETICS.

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make up.

SCENT.

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturiser. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Sugar. Cinnamon. Earth. Petrichor.

CLOTHES.

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight / formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports t-shirt. Sweatpants. Tank top. Fur. Faux fur. Leather. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxi dress. Sundress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress / skit. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harlem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset.Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace.  Velvet. Chemise.Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Black. Dark colors. Naked.

SHOES.

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Barefeet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes. Ninja shoes.

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Name: Grace Goukyuu (Crying) Age: 15 Gender: Female Orientation: Straight Personality: Nice, Naïve, is willing to do anything to be liked by her peers Likes: Dogs, Stars, Senpai Zak noticing her Dislikes: Being hated, Monobear, Zak hating her Favorite color: Violet Appearance: long soft brown hair she keeps in a braid, golden brown eyes, freckles Outfit: A long sleeved blue sweater with a white star, knee length skirt, blue flats, white bow Super high school level: Astronomer Name: Zak Akuma (Devil) Age: 16 Gender: Male Orientation: Polyromantic Personality: Foulmouthed, spots hidden objects, persuasive, laid back Likes: Death, his camera, making Grace smile, Dislikes: people calling him a fake, Rebecca Favorite color: blood pink Appearance: Black hair, green eyes, a red lip piercing Outfit: a black t-shirt with a king of hearts design on the front, jeans, black sneakers Super high school level: Paranormal Investigator Name: Legend Hamusutā (Hamster) Age: 14 Gender: Male Orientation: Gay Personality: Outgoing, level headed, logical Likes: Games, Hanging out with friends Dislikes: Haters, Rage games, Dating sims except hatoful boyfriend Favorite color: Rainbow Bitch! Appearance: Black hair with green tips, hazel eyes Outfit: C.O.D shirt, jeans, black headphones around his neck, blue sneakers, gold dog tags Super high school level: Let’s Player Name: Mitsu Saito Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: aromantic Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Usually Ambitious: Generally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Never Nurturing: Occasionally Trusting: Occasionally Honest: Never Loyal: Never Affectionate: Never Romantic: Occasionally Flirty: Rarely Sympathetic: Usually Altruistic: Rarely Optimistic: Rarely Observant: Typically Logical: Typically Social: Fairly solitary Emotions: Very unstable Likes: bugs, the dark Dislikes: kids, bears Favorite color: blue Outfit: Super high school level: Doctor Name: Michi Imai Age: 18 Gender: Female Orientation: straight Personality: shy, anxious, foolish, cruel, judgemental, forceful, Likes: her sewing kit, water, being alone Dislikes: people, small places, cats Favorite color: pink Outfit: light turquoise medium-length dress with a scalloped skirt, a loose waist, and long flared sleeves, vivid blue slipper shoes, a white medium-length cloak, light pink a knit scarf puffy hat Super high school level: Seamstress Name: Rebecca Ijimekko (bully) Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: Asexual Personality: Strict, Serious, Hater, thinks she is better than everyone else Likes: making Grace cry, Monobear, making anyone cry, Classical Music Dislikes: Everyone Favorite color: Pink Appearance: long black hair, green-brown eyes Outfit:  a black tank top with a white music note on it, jeans, white flats Super high school level: Violinist Name: Takeshi Ibu Age: 17 Gender: netural Orientation: bi Personality: stubborn, kindly, rebellious, ambitious, optimistic, flirty Likes: having fun, food, drinks Dislikes: rules, fire, getting told what to do Favorite color: yellow Outfit: This mandarin-collar suit ensemble is done in turquoise and light gray fabrics. Super high school level: Party Name: Sam Ken (Sword) Age: 18 Gender: Male Orientation: straight Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Generally Ambitious: Occasionally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Occasionally Nurturing: Typically Trusting: Rarely Honest: Occasionally Loyal: Usually Affectionate: Generally Romantic: Typically Flirty: Sometimes Sympathetic: Occasionally Altruistic: Sometimes Optimistic: Generally Observant: Usually Logical: Sometimes Social: Very shy Emotions: Fairly unstable Likes: being alone, reading Dislikes: people, technology Favorite color: red Outfit: Super high school level: Sharpshooter Name: Katsumi Kahaya Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: aromantic Personality: easy-going, fun-loving, independent, mysterious, sensitive, carefree Likes: art supplies, museaums, monuments Dislikes: storms, caffine, most kids Favorite color: blue Outfit/appearance: eyes the color of dying embers. His fine, curly, black hair is worn in a style that reminds you of the petals of a flower. He is short and has an elegant build. His skin is white. He has a low forehead and nearly-nonexistent eyebrows. His wardrobe is strange, with a lot of blue Super high school level: Artist Name: Tsuya Yoshikawa Age: 18 Gender: agender Orientation: straight Personality: cruel, stubborn, bold, helpful, unkind, sly Likes: weapons, crime shows Dislikes: Ethan, her boss Favorite color: pinkish purple Outfit/appearance: This lady makes you think of a sturdy tree. She has large purple eyes that are like two drops of wine. Her silky, curly, white hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a burning fire. She has a slender build. Her skin is light-colored. She has prominent cheekbones. She wears a police uniform Super high school level: Police Officer Name: Kinzo Tsuga Age: 16 Gender: fluid Orientation: straight Personality: sly, lonely, ambitious, coarse, cowardly, sensitive Likes: black cats, coffee Dislikes: dogs, haters Favorite color: dark Outfit/appearance: This man puts you in mind of an industrious beaver. He has narrow silver eyes. His luxurious, straight, yellow hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a dragon’s scales. He is short and has a feminine build. His skin is pale. He has hollow cheeks and prominent ears. His wardrobe is mysterious and dignified, with a lot of black. Super high school level: Magician Name: Ethan Age: 17 Gender: Male Orientation: Asexual Personality: Nice, Comic relief, clumsy Likes: Clovers, Being near people, luck Dislikes: Mirrors, bats Favorite color: dark green Appearance: Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes Outfit: a white shirt with superman on the front, jeans, black and green sneakers, a gold four leaf clover necklace Super high school level: Criminal Name: Kei Usagi Age: 17 Gender: Female Orientation: Demi Personality: Pros- friendly, cautious, somewhat good at debating Cons- tsundere, naive at times, nervous Likes: Sweets, going to the beach, and watching the sunset Dislikes: Large crowds/groups of people, sudden loud noises, and bad luck Favorite color: Red Outfit: *is too lazy to describe* *slides ref towards you* http://lunatheoutcast.deviantart.com/art/Danganronpa-OC-Kei-Usagi-Ref-555477341 Strengths: Hardworking and encouraging Talent: None in particular Super high school level: Bad Luck Name: Shino Hike Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: forceful, overbearing, sensitive, helpful, reckless, adventurous Likes: tools, anime, sports Dislikes: dogs, Moon Favorite color: midnight blue Outfit: This gentleman reminds you of a deep ocean. He has droopy night-black eyes. His silky, straight, brown hair is neck-length and is worn in an exotic style. He is tall and has a masculine build. His skin is light-colored. He has bushy eyebrows. His wardrobe is complicated and mysterious, with a mostly white and black color scheme Super high school level: Builder Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, Sticks to Kei because she trusts her, a bit crazy and treats life like a game Likes: Video Games, chocolate, Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle Solver Name: Mina Isaka Age: 17 Gender: female Orientation: gay Personality: depressed, cheerful, coarse, fun-loving, helpful, arrogant Likes: food, flowers Dislikes: blood, hights Favorite color: blue Outfit/apprence: This lady puts you in mind of a cobra waiting to strike. She has hooded orange eyes that are like two setting suns. Her thick, wavy, lavender hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a puffy dandelion. She has a slender build. Her skin is white. She has a strong chin and stubby-fingered hands. Her wardrobe is bizarre, with a lot of black and blue. Super high school level: Scientist Name: Senzo Nakajima Age: 16 Gender: male Orientation: asexual Personality: fearless, domineering, reckless, kindly, carefree, sly Likes: flowers, the outside Dislikes: anime, memes Favorite color: Outfit: This witty gentleman has deep-set brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His silky, curly, chestnut hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a horse’s mane. He has an overmuscled build. His skin is ruddy. He has a wide chin and wide feet. His wardrobe is simple. Super high school level: Trapper8 fem 8 male Moon’s OCs

Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, hot headed, easily overwhelmed, fears knifes and needles, anxiety, normally very calm and never gets angry unless you eff up badddddd, can’t tie her shoes to save her life Likes: Video Games, chocolate, walks, the night Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood, work that takes more then five minutes unless it’s helping someone Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips and red bangs, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle solver Past: Growing up in low income, Moon never had the nicest things. However, this didn’t stop her from getting the best education. From a young age she had always had a knack for puzzles. Whether it be computer based or traditional she could always solve it in record time. When she was ten her and her parents got into a train wreck. They all got out with minor injuries but Moon got a narly scar over her left eye. She got very self conscious about it and bought a cloth to cover it up. No one but Ristu, Rai, her parents and the doctors know what is under it. When she was fifteen she had already won 13 world records for her ability to solve puzzles. The day she was admitted to hopes peck was an amazing time for her. She did not inter the ‘despair games’ because no matter how hard they tried they could not erase her memories. Instead, they made her watch the games through the cameras (which was probably more despair inducing because she knew she could do nothing). It wasn’t until the final class trial until Junko revealed her. She could do nothing but watch all her friends fall into despair until Makoto swooped in helped them all see the hopeful future (She didn’t get to vote because it wouldn’t have been “despairing” enough). Upon leaving the academy, she became Future Foundation’s leading code breaker. She discovered the locations of the despair students and helped capture them (her first real mission, yay!). Her dedication and determination earned her a lot of respect. She was one of the chosen three to help with the WoH counseling.

Name: Rai Kano Age: 17 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: A bit of a hot head, kind, will sacrafice himself for anyone, studying is for nerdsssssssssss, soccer nerd Likes: sports, sleeping Dislikes: studying, cigars Favorite color: green Appearance: bright green eyes, jet black hair that covers a cigar burn his older brother gave him Outfit: neon green headephones with a black skull on the side, jeans, red jacket, white t-shirt, black and green sneakers Strengths: calming people Talent: wepons Super high school level: soccer player Past:

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Name: Ritsu ???? Age: 18 Gender: female Orientation: bi Personality: Very nice, good at listening, kind of quiet Likes: cute things, computers, coffee Dislikes: triger word “game”, gross things, water Favorite color: light blue Appearance: long orange hair w/ bangs in a ponytail, talish, pale with freackles on face eyes Outfit: glasses, flannel, t-shirt, jeans, brown boots Strengths: pretty stable (now), understands people, Talent: memes Super high school level: pyromaniac Past:

Name: Grace Goukyuu (Crying) Age: 15 Gender: Female Orientation: Straight Personality: Nice, Naïve, is willing to do anything to be liked by her peers Likes: Dogs, Stars, Senpai Zak noticing her Dislikes: Being hated, Monobear, Zak hating her Favorite color: Violet Appearance: long soft brown hair she keeps in a braid, golden brown eyes, freckles Outfit: A long sleeved blue sweater with a white star, knee length skirt, blue flats, white bow Super high school level: Astronomer

Name: Zak Akuma (Devil) Age: 16 Gender: Male Orientation: Polyromantic Personality: Foulmouthed, spots hidden objects, persuasive, laid back Likes: Death, his camera, making Grace smile, Dislikes: people calling him a fake, Rebecca Favorite color: blood pink Appearance: Black hair, green eyes, a red lip piercing Outfit: a black t-shirt with a king of hearts design on the front, jeans, black sneakers Super high school level: Paranormal Investigator

Name: Legend Hamusutā (Hamster) Age: 14 Gender: Male Orientation: Gay Personality: Outgoing, level headed, logical Likes: Games, Hanging out with friends Dislikes: Haters, Rage games, Dating sims except hatoful boyfriend Favorite color: Rainbow Bitch! Appearance: Black hair with green tips, hazel eyes Outfit: C.O.D shirt, jeans, black headphones around his neck, blue sneakers, gold dog tags Super high school level: Let’s Player

Name: Mitsu Saito Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: aromantic Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Usually Ambitious: Generally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Never Nurturing: Occasionally Trusting: Occasionally Honest: Never Loyal: Never Affectionate: Never Romantic: Occasionally Flirty: Rarely Sympathetic: Usually Altruistic: Rarely Optimistic: Rarely Observant: Typically Logical: Typically Social: Fairly solitary Emotions: Very unstable Likes: bugs, the dark Dislikes: kids, bears Favorite color: blue Outfit: Super high school level: Doctor

Name: Michi Imai Age: 18 Gender: Female Orientation: straight Personality: shy, anxious, foolish, cruel, judgemental, forceful, Likes: her sewing kit, water, being alone Dislikes: people, small places, cats Favorite color: pink Outfit: light turquoise medium-length dress with a scalloped skirt, a loose waist, and long flared sleeves, vivid blue slipper shoes, a white medium-length cloak, light pink a knit scarf puffy hat Super high school level: Seamstress

Name: Rebecca Ijimekko (bully) Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: Asexual Personality: Strict, Serious, Hater, thinks she is better than everyone else Likes: making Grace cry, Monobear, making anyone cry, Classical Music Dislikes: Everyone Favorite color: Pink Appearance: long black hair, green-brown eyes Outfit:  a black tank top with a white music note on it, jeans, white flats Super high school level: Violinist

Name: Takeshi Ibu Age: 17 Gender: netural Orientation: bi Personality: stubborn, kindly, rebellious, ambitious, optimistic, flirty Likes: having fun, food, drinks Dislikes: rules, fire, getting told what to do Favorite color: yellow Outfit: This mandarin-collar suit ensemble is done in turquoise and light gray fabrics. Super high school level: Party

Name: Sam Ken (Sword) Age: 18 Gender: Male Orientation: straight Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Generally Ambitious: Occasionally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Occasionally Nurturing: Typically Trusting: Rarely Honest: Occasionally Loyal: Usually Affectionate: Generally Romantic: Typically Flirty: Sometimes Sympathetic: Occasionally Altruistic: Sometimes Optimistic: Generally Observant: Usually Logical: Sometimes Social: Very shy Emotions: Fairly unstable Likes: being alone, reading Dislikes: people, technology Favorite color: red Outfit: Super high school level: Sharpshooter

Name: Katsumi Kahaya Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: aromantic Personality: easy-going, fun-loving, independent, mysterious, sensitive, carefree Likes: art supplies, museaums, monuments Dislikes: storms, caffine, most kids Favorite color: blue Outfit/appearance: eyes the color of dying embers. His fine, curly, black hair is worn in a style that reminds you of the petals of a flower. He is short and has an elegant build. His skin is white. He has a low forehead and nearly-nonexistent eyebrows. His wardrobe is strange, with a lot of blue Super high school level: Artist

Name: Tsuya Yoshikawa Age: 18 Gender: agender Orientation: straight Personality: cruel, stubborn, bold, helpful, unkind, sly Likes: weapons, crime shows Dislikes: Ethan, her boss Favorite color: pinkish purple Outfit/appearance: This lady makes you think of a sturdy tree. She has large purple eyes that are like two drops of wine. Her silky, curly, white hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a burning fire. She has a slender build. Her skin is light-colored. She has prominent cheekbones. She wears a police uniform Super high school level: Police Officer

Name: Kinzo Tsuga Age: 16 Gender: fluid Orientation: straight Personality: sly, lonely, ambitious, coarse, cowardly, sensitive Likes: black cats, coffee Dislikes: dogs, haters Favorite color: dark Outfit/appearance: This man puts you in mind of an industrious beaver. He has narrow silver eyes. His luxurious, straight, yellow hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a dragon’s scales. He is short and has a feminine build. His skin is pale. He has hollow cheeks and prominent ears. His wardrobe is mysterious and dignified, with a lot of black. Super high school level: Magician

Name: Ethan Age: 17 Gender: Male Orientation: Asexual Personality: Nice, Comic relief, clumsy Likes: Clovers, Being near people, luck Dislikes: Mirrors, bats Favorite color: dark green Appearance: Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes Outfit: a white shirt with superman on the front, jeans, black and green sneakers, a gold four leaf clover necklace Super high school level: Criminal

Name: Kei Usagi Age: 17 Gender: Female Orientation: Demi Personality: Pros- friendly, cautious, somewhat good at debating Cons- tsundere, naive at times, nervous Likes: Sweets, going to the beach, and watching the sunset Dislikes: Large crowds/groups of people, sudden loud noises, and bad luck Favorite color: Red Outfit: *is too lazy to describe* *slides ref towards you* http://lunatheoutcast.deviantart.com/art/Danganronpa-OC-Kei-Usagi-Ref-555477341 Strengths: Hardworking and encouraging Talent: None in particular Super high school level: Bad Luck

Name: Shino Hike Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: forceful, overbearing, sensitive, helpful, reckless, adventurous Likes: tools, anime, sports Dislikes: dogs, Moon Favorite color: midnight blue Outfit: This gentleman reminds you of a deep ocean. He has droopy night-black eyes. His silky, straight, brown hair is neck-length and is worn in an exotic style. He is tall and has a masculine build. His skin is light-colored. He has bushy eyebrows. His wardrobe is complicated and mysterious, with a mostly white and black color scheme Super high school level: Builder

Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, Sticks to Kei because she trusts her, a bit crazy and treats life like a game Likes: Video Games, chocolate, Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle Solver

Name: Mina Isaka Age: 17 Gender: female Orientation: gay Personality: depressed, cheerful, coarse, fun-loving, helpful, arrogant Likes: food, flowers Dislikes: blood, hights Favorite color: blue Outfit/apprence: This lady puts you in mind of a cobra waiting to strike. She has hooded orange eyes that are like two setting suns. Her thick, wavy, lavender hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a puffy dandelion. She has a slender build. Her skin is white. She has a strong chin and stubby-fingered hands. Her wardrobe is bizarre, with a lot of black and blue. Super high school level: Scientist

Name: Senzo Nakajima Age: 16 Gender: male Orientation: asexual Personality: fearless, domineering, reckless, kindly, carefree, sly Likes: flowers, the outside Dislikes: anime, memes Favorite color: Outfit: This witty gentleman has deep-set brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His silky, curly, chestnut hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a horse’s mane. He has an overmuscled build. His skin is ruddy. He has a wide chin and wide feet. His wardrobe is simple. Super high school level: Trapper

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Survivors: 1) Kei 2) Grace 3) Kinzo 4) Ethan 5) Moon 6) Katsumi 7) Legend 8) Takeshi

Dead/killers ½) Mitsu/Rebecca Choking/impailed by bow for violin ¾) Shino/Mina Stabing in multiple places with a wand in multiple places/forced to drink poisonious chemicals 5/6) Senzo/Tsuya Hung/shooting run 7/8) Michi/Zak Drowned/Possition-suicide 9) Sam Suicided-guilt

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Rust when he doesn’t beat the shit out of the MC: