Post by Kazuhiko Inukai on Apr 10, 2009 19:04:52 GMT -5
ID INFORMATION
Name; Kazuhiko "Oujisama" Inukai
Age; 19
Gender; Male
Location;
Affiliation; Neutral
Viral Stats; Not Infected
Organization; Civillian
APPEARANCE
Eyes; Deep velvet blue
Hair; Black, shoulder length and razor cut
Figure; Appears skinny with subtle muscle tone, pale skinned, tall for a Japanese man
Clothing; Stylish designer clothes and dark jeans
Other; Lots of silver jewelry, including an entire collection of bracelets on his wrists
PERSONAL
Attitude; Haughty, narcissistic, spoiled rich brat
Likes; Cigarettes, Sushi, Money
Dislikes; People who don't worship him
Fears; Death, getting cut off from his family's money
Flaws; Doesn't play well with others
Talents; Ace at kendo and other martial arts, has lots of connections
COMBAT
Group; Civillian
Position; N/A
Specialty; Japanese martial arts
Gear;
Weapons; Family heirloom katana
BACKGROUNDPast;
Kazuhiko was born the third son of the prestigious Inukai family, which owns a vast array of the biggest companies in Japan and around the world. As such, he grew up never wanting for anything and never treated as anything less than divine royalty. In school he earned the nickname Oujisama –Prince- for his social standing and good looks, as well as the meaning of his name – harmonious prince. He was famous until graduation of using his status to bully others and steal his classmates girlfriends for his own amusement.
After graduation from high school, Kazuhiko's father sent him to study abroad in America, to improve his English and business skills for the day he entered the Inukai Corporation's dynasty. He was still studying there when the outbreak started, stranding him in the foreign land and forcing him into the Underground. He still believes he can get home, if he can only escape from the throngs of people hidden away from the zombies and get to the family private jet.
Sample Post; The jet touched solid ground 7:00 in the evening, far too long, in Kazuhiko's opinion, from when he had taken off back in Japan. He was jetlagged as hell and craving a smoke, a rather strong jumble of ill-contented feelings brewing in him only amplified by exhaustion and nicotine cravings.
There was a car waiting for him on the runway, a black Lexus, leather interior, only the best for the third son of the Inukai family. The driver fetched the "Prince's" bag while Kazuhiko stepped out and immediately lit up a cigarette.
"Kazuhiko-sama, shall I bring you directly to your apartment sir?" The driver asked as he opened the Lexus' back door and the young man ducked in. He nodded quickly, his cellphone began to ring as the man spoke to him, and he was distracted by trying to fish it out of his pocket. The caller ID screen flashed the name Izanagi, his oldest brother.
"Have you landed yet?"
"Why thank you nii-chan for your concern, I'm fine. The flight was a bit long but a rest should take care of it." Kazuhiko bit back, beyond irritated at that point. Sufficed to say he wasn't close to his eldest brother.
"Don't be such a smartass. Dad wanted me to call and make sure you landed safely." Izunagi replied, not at all fazed by his younger brother's disrepect. He'd grown used to it over the years; Kazuhiko always had a bad attitude.
"Well, tell Dad and Mom I'm alive, then." The younger man said simply before snapping the phone closed and tossing it to the other side of the backseat in irritation.