KAMATAO Daisuki

[daisuki kamatao]

*--Daisuki Kamatao


i am restless and i keep trembling

"so, for the record, can i get your name?"

Kon'nichiwa, My name is Daisuki Kamatao. It's of Japanese origin. And nothing really special about it I guess..Well, I don't have a middle name, but that is because in Japan, middle names aren't there..You don't use them. And if you want to get real technical and what not, I should be putting Kamatao Daisuki as my name, for that is how it is written. I go by Dai, And Tao, the name I use on stage is always Dai'Tao

"wow. that's awesome. so, where were you born?"

Born in December 19th 1992, In Tokyo Japan to two parents who loved each other very much.

I am a junior in Highschool, almost a senior

"huh, cool. i gotta say, hon, you are gorgeous."

Well, I'm of Japanese descent. I have brownish hair that can be easily styled, with A LOT of product, It does have black and white strikes in it. But the color varies, right now it's black with few brown strikes, most noticeable are the ones that consist of my parted side bangs grown out. I am 5' 5'' and my eyes are a brown color. I'm tall and lean, i have some muscle, but not very much. No birth marks and scars, sad to say. The left side of my face is usually covered by my bangs so it's harder to see the left side.

"intriguing. how's your sex life?"

Single, straight. Not really looking at this point, never really had a girl to call my own.

"so, hon, i gotta know, what makes you tick?

Well, I like a number of things, and to start out with, I like-No, like is to weak of a word to use here...My Passion is singing. It's what I live for. Everyday. My other love is the Guitar, Well, bass really. But except to see me sing more than play the bass.
My other likes, let's see here....
I do happen to enjoy long walks on the beach and reading. (Any takers so far, ladies?) Reading for me has always been a way to escape from the real world, from life and all it's drama it brings with it. The beach is great because the water's cold at times, and to feel the hot sun on your back, but yet feel the ice cold chill of the water as it's waves crash at your feet is exhilarating.
What else...
Food, I love food. But most importantly I love Noodles. Ramen Noodles to be more exact. The taste is lovely. Of course, the traditional ramen is better than the ones you buy at the store, they have their place in my heart as well.
I like people, and can be called a people person, and a butterfly at social events, it's just who I am.
I love Coka-A-Cola. It's such a great soda pop. Although I do like some pespi products.
Let me see, what else?
Oh! Right, my friends, can't live with em and you can't live without them. They mean so much to me and are my biggest supporters in what I do and believe in.

"really! well, then, what makes you sick?"

Liars, I hate people who lie every chance they get, I know we all lie, but the people who con others and that sort of crap really gets me ticked off.

I also hate people who are idiots all the time and can't think for themselves when they are fully able to do so and have people do things for them, it's unimaginable as to why they do that!

Okay, I text, yea. But I don't go around saying or even texting, L8ter. Why? Cause it's stupid. Why not just say Later? Why put a 8 instead of a A?

Cats. Don't like them and never will, even if I wasn't somewhat allergic to the feline's I wouldn't like them, they can't be cuddled and loved as much a dog can. (Making you girls go Aww, right? Long walks on the beach, reading, AND dogs? To much for you hearts right?)

Oh, right I HATE clowns. Don't know why, I do, but I just do. Something about them just makes me wary of them, it's like when you see a Hobo on the street and you have that fear if your gonna get mugged or what not when you walk by them. That's the feeling I get when I'm around clowns.

I don't like it when people cuss every other word, or get so drunk they pass out. I party, I drink, I cuss, but I do it in moderation, better for everyone if people did so.

Can't stand the smell of fish. Yea, you'd think I wouldn't with me being Japanese..But I don't like the smell. I;ll eat it, but the fresh seafood smell is too much for my sense of smell to take

Girls who think being stupid and helpless is cute and attractive. It's not. Really, I like girls who can stand up for them-self and have a brain and know what they want.

That being said, I also hate people who tend to go overboard on authority. Just cause you have it doesn't mean you get to flaunt it every chance you get!

Let me see...Oh! I don't like Twizzlars, I know, but they taste horrible, Red vine licorice is where it's at.. Or chocolate Pocky..

"cool, cool. so what's your family like?"

My mom and dad, they were a happy couple, a lawyer married a model. What else could a guy ask for? My mother has one sister and a nephew, and my father has two brothers and a sister. So fat my father has one nephew from his sister and a niece from the younger brother. The oldest brother, refuses to marry and settle down with a girl. All in all, my family pretty laid back and understanding of me..Well, unless it's grades than I have to be Perfect.

"so, are there any skeletons hiding in your closet?"

Well, I have a few secrets locked up, you wanna know what they are? I Love StarWars. I know, you think Daisuki and StarWars? Nah...But yea. I am sort of a nerd when it comes to that stuff.

Also....I tried to commit suicide when I was about fourteen, thanks to the death of my mother.

"that is juicy! tell me about your past."

Gonna sound a bit Cliche or whatever but here it goes,
Mother and father, right? Both loving and caring, never once had a real fight, never had arguments and if they did have one, it was over dinner and it usually was short-lived. They never cheated on one another. And than I was born. I somehow made their lives perfect-But yet...I also made it a living hell. You see after my mother gave birth to me, she couldn't come back to be a model, this put less money in the house to pay for things, even though my father is a lawyer. Sadly at the age of fourteen my mother died of stress. I had been getting a C average in a class, and I had gotten a D on a test, we fought about school, I said I was trying my best, while she told me I wasn't and that I was a failure, and the reason we couldn't afford better schooling, she died later that night. I blame myself every day of my life for what happened.

Father said it wasn't my fault, and that she had had problems with stress before me, but I had been making her stress levels worse. But after time, the grief that both my father and I felt died down, and we went on with our lives. I visited my uncles and aunts and cousins whenever we went to Gion. Which was almost every other month. And it was a happy life. But when I was sixteen, I had an idea. Why not Go and become famous? I began to drown myself in the music I loved and the passion I had buried deep down inside me, and started working toward that goal. I got a small band running for about half a year, but it got disbanded quickly thanks to our drummer getting put in jail for stabbing someone's eye out with a pen. So When I was in my Sophomore/Junior year I told me father I would be moving to America A new start in life. A new chance at fame and fortune, I'd bring a new style of music to the U.S. that they would be able to in a way, relate to. Visual Kei. It was like J-Rock, but you had mental/punk themes to it, make-up, and costumes sometimes, I have heard of some American's who know about Visual Kei and adore it. Ever heard of X-Japan? Great example of Visual Kei..Or Malice Mizer? No? Yes? Anyways, so here I am, In Eureka Californa, ready to start my Junior year.

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i finally stopped makin' sense

well, hello there! my name is fireH, and i've got Fifteen almost Sixteen candles on my cake! i've been roleplaying for 2 1/2 years. so, i'm heading for Cheyenne. oh, and just so you know i got skills, here's an example of my work:

The bright sun shined down on upon the green grass, which was being slowly covered in a soft white dust. Paired with the cold chill to the air that tingled the brown hair's upon the great equine that stood before the cold rushing water. These were only the warning signs of winter's creeping approach. The equine looked down at the water, his reflection showing only but what he saw and nothing more. The stallion saw a light brown body, brown eyes. A darker shaded brown mane and whipcord's which trailed, down words from his rump. A white star was placed onto the stallions right hip. The water was clear, and a crisp blue color. But as the stallion placed a hoof into the water he felt the cold water chill his spine. He took it out of the water and began to walk away I bet you would love to know him, who he was. What he was doing here, his past the whole shebang. But sadly you will have to wait for a introduction before you get to know him. He was of a royal herd, slaughtered. His whole family, not by him. But by his brother. The stallion could still remember the day. The day it had all gone terribly wrong. His head swung down in pain. The memory began to play back In his mind. Like some horror movie.

“what do you mean, I am not royal anymore ? For seeing as that is not right.” I looked down, hearing my father's words echo through my mind ” you heard me sir cadret. Need I make myself anymore clearer?” I winced. ” no m'Lord. You make yourself clear. I was just thought that-" I raised my eyebrow at the stallion who was knelled before my father, was he going to continue to speak as such? If he was going to, disaster would surely strike him. My father, was king of the land. He had ruled for over nine years. I was born after the stallion that stood before me and father. "sir cadret you are dismissed, please make your leave. cadret." the dark brown bodied stallion bowed low and walked out. I fallowed him ” brother, I am- I" started. His eyes turned cold. Filled with anger and disappointment. His maw turned to me ” sorry? Is that what you were going to say PRINCE Alier ? I was born first. I should be the royal heir to the throne. No offense meant to you Alier, it is just how to hierarchy always went. Father's actions as king have always puzzled me quite terribly." the darker stallion told his brother, I looked at cadret, compassion flooded through me. I could tell that behind those eyes, he was planning on doing something horrible ” just don't do anything stupid, sir cadret. Such actions could lead to your death. And it is father's action. Not mine. I understand those hierarchy rules, but if father decided it to be as he decreed earlier, then so be it." I told him. A week later, while we were planning to attack our enemies, cadret challenged father. I heard his screams as cadret bite into his jugular, both stallions were well matched. Cadret had made sure it was a fight to the death. Cadret had finally gotten father to stumble over his hooves. Father was getting fragile and had broken his cannon bone. Cadret rammed into father. I watched in horror as father fell. Cadret on top him. Biting down upon his jugular. Blood squeezed out of the vital spot. Father's body twitched, his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Sweat covered his dying body. Cadret stood. Nares flaring . Blood pouring out his maw. He went after everyone in the herd, that tried to stop him. Even mother. For bringing him into the world. I manged to escape my brothers wrath. That night.

Alier finally managed to pull himself from the memory. He was looking forward to a fresh start. He had thought he had seen his brother, for how many of his breed of horses were there? Not that many that Alier had seen. His eyes searched for anyone to talk to. He did not care as to which gender he talked to. Now alliance did matter. A light or neutral he could deal with, he coming from a neutral herd had witnessed herd members fight among brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, Alier knew that if you were a neutral, and you were being paid to fight for one side or another, that you were being given a good price. That you could easily see your relative in the battle field. Fighting for the other-side, Alier looked around. Maybe he would meet a stallion who needed a good fighter ? Alier and cadret were taught by the best fighters from around the Terra, they were taught in other academics as well, such as diplomatic situations, and language. And other things that had been burned into Alier's mind form days on end of memorizing things. How to act in the presence of a royal, and a slave were to different things. You bowed before royalty or higher ranking, even if you were a beta and you were talking to a delta, you still bowed. Know if you were talking to a slave, or commoner, you did not bow. You kept your head higher. Back straighter, as to show them that you and the slave were not on equal footing, and he should address you as such.

Alier finally decided that if no equine was going to greet him, that Prince Alier of Sinorolt, would have to call out to any equine that were in the area around the brown stallion. He thrust-ed his head up into the air and let out a loud whinny ” come greet, your prince Alier of Sinorolt. I come to this land in search of land, mate, friends, knights, and heirs.” Alier called, he knew that somewhere he would find a land, unclaimed. And a mate. And stallions who he could trust and make friends with, he would soon have knights. Alier knew that theses lands held three kings of three alliances. Alier had heard about the royal light lands. He was gutsy, but he was not sure if he wanted to claim such lands, he most likely would go and find a land that needed him, and work his way up,
(from flaimng passions)

[alice in wonderland]

(. accepted .)

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