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Sourav Park

"Le seul vrai langage au monde est un baiser."

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a character in “Aeonis Academy for Demigods”, originally authored by Verix, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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❝ Yet it is in this loneliness that the deepest activities begin.
It is here that you discover act without motion, labor that is profound repose, vision in obscurity,
and, beyond all desire, a fulfillment whose limits extend to infinity.❞

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⌠ SON OF APHRODITE ⌡
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Jung Yonghwa || You Have Fallen For Me





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FULL NAME::
Sourav Park
.: Divine or Celestial :.

DATE OF BIRTH:
May 22nd

AGE:
17

GODLY PARENT:
Aphrodite

YEAR:
12th

GENDER:
Male ; Female
.: Interchangeable :.

SEXUALITY:
Pansexual ; Aromantic (?)

ETHNICITY:
Korean

DIALOGUE OR THOUGHT COLOR:
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PERSONALITY:
Sourav could be described simply by his philosophy on how one should live, "Life isn't about the impact you make on the world, but rather whom you impact." To say he doesn't give two shits about those around him would be a lie, but he isn't in any hurry to change the world. He likes to take things slowly and smell the roses him because one never knows what might happen tomorrow.

And maybe it's because of his way with words that people find him alluring, but there is a certain charm to being the center of his attention. Not once will you doubt his loyalty for he makes you feel as if you were the most important person on Heaven and Earth. But, just as quickly as his his interest comes, it dies just as fast leaving you to wonder what happened.

Because of that though he never felt what it was like to truly love a person. Sure, lust and liking must have something to do with it, but never has he felt as if the world would come crashing down if he was to be separated from someone. It's a kind of detachment that people disdain him for, and he can't blame them for he would too.

More often than not, when he's not entertaining his latest fling, you can find him hidden somewhere in a tree or a high place. He can see people, but people can't see him and that's just the way he likes it.

He might try and deny it if you were to ever bring it up, but he is deathly afraid of commitment - in anything really. He doesn't stick with one thing and keep to it, no he's a jack of all trades but a master of none. Basic martial art, painting, philosophy, he's only scratched the surface but it never really held his interest for a long period of time. Maybe it's because he easily gets bored or his minor case of ADHD, but it's something that's he's tried to overcome but just hasn't.





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QUIRKS & HABITS:
Out of any feature he prefers his lips the most and so will take of it accordingly. Another odd thing about him is that he is very comfortable with eye contact and will not be ashamed if you catch him looking at you. He thinks it's idiotic to deny one's feelings of attraction because why would anyone deprive themselves of what they truly want?

LIKES:
Kissing ; He finds deep pleasure in the act, more so than anything sexual because they're so much versatile High Places ; It gives him a sort of anonymity that the world can't otherwise provide. Purple ; Someone wearing that color piques his interest, and he doesn't know why. His Headphones ; While it's not his life, he would feel as though something is missing if he doesn't have it on him. Blankets ; They're comfy, what more can be said?

DISLIKES:
Dogs ; They're so happy, all the damn time. It's grows annoying after a while. Cold Weather ; Not hate, but not exactly like either. Girly Handwriting ; Loops and swirls annoy him while he much prefers capital letters and straight lines. Fruit ; The women he's been with have always worn some some of fruity fragrance to the point where he grew to hate it. Pencils ; They smudge easily. Cuddling ; Relaxing with someone for a few minutes is fine, but it's when a constant action is when he get's antsy. Call it a commitment issue but he hates the feeling of someone actually try to understand him.


FEARS:
Death ; As much as he would like to deny it, he fears death only because he's unknown. ☠Water ; Sourav has seen what the ocean can do and if one of his friends hadn't saved him Sourav wouldn't be here today. Aurel saved him when he was drowning and for that he owes him his life. ☠Bugs ; They're creepy with their beady little eyes and multiple pair of legs.






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FAMILY::

Park Eun Mi // Little Sister // Human
Park Moon Dae // Father // Alive // Human
Park Eun-Kyung // Step-mother // Alive // Human
Amanda Juliet Cartwright // Half-sister // Alive // Demigod
Venice Faust // Half-sister // Alive // Demigod

RELATIONSHIP WITH GODLY PARENT:

Aphrodite had visited him three times. Once telling him what his powers were, another who to seduce in order to gain an upper hand, and a third when he entered his last year at the Academy. All conversation was pleasant, but fairly detached.

BIOGRAPHY:
Sourav was born from the Goddess Aphrodite and mortal man by the name of Park Moon Dae. His father was an archeologist and traveled the world quite a bit, and one year his research lead him to a place in India where he suspected more artifacts to be found. It was there that he fell in love with a Goddess and then after had a child with her. To commemorate his love he named the child with an Indian orgin in mind.

But how foolish he was to think that a Goddess would stay and help raise a child, and so on the second month of Sourav's birth Aphrodite left. Years later he married a woman and had a daughter with her in Seoul, Korea, but he never forgot his first true love.

It was with the first vision of Aphrodite that Sourav had that he knew what he had to do. So saying good-bye to his father Sourav left for Aeonis Academy.


FAVORITE POWER:

Enchanting someone with words, while always fun, isn't the part he loves being the son of Aphrodite. No, he adores the ability to change his gender whenever he pleases. It makes him that much more desirable for he can change based on his victim's needs and wants.

MISCELLANEOUS:

IU - His female form
Suzie - Little Sister
Choi Soo Rin - Step-mother
Lee Jae Yoon - Father




So begins...

Sourav Park's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Amanda Cartwright Character Portrait: Theodore Fawkes Character Portrait: Cecilia Keelan Character Portrait: Sourav Park Character Portrait: Colin MacCormack
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    L O C A T I O N ; Warehouse
    O U T F I T ; here

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_____EARLIER THAT DAY ;

The sun was rising on a girl who had never slept in the first place; and as if it were taunting her wherever she moved it's rays always seemed to find her eyes. 'Fuck off,' she wanted to say but knew it would be utterly useless for the sun didn't give two shits about whether or not it was inconveniencing her. It was an unmovable by any mortal standing, and trying to make it budge my the sheet power of will was preposterous.

And so, trying to work around the major inconvenience Cecilia resumed the task she had started earlier; cleaning the damn warehouse. It wasn't so much that she liked to tidy things up, but when there was an inch thick layer of dust on the floor she knew it was dirty even by her standards. 'That is probably why I got the place so cheap.' she started ,'No one has lived here in over three years. I wonder why...' but her question was soon answered when the mechanical noise of the elevator screeched it's horrible screech. Dropping everything in her possession she ran toward the machine was surprised to see no one was in it's chambers.

But, deciding to ignore the strange happening Cecilia continued sweeping the floor all the while silently humming to herself a tune she couldn't quite remember where it came from; something swift if she remembered right. Walking through a crowd, the village is aglow. Kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats... Mumbling turned into full on singing with exaggerated dance moves.

The distracting or the songs kept her from growing tired of such a monotonous and job and before she knew it the whole floor had been swept clean of any dirt. It only took half a morning and a full night to do everything, but it was done and the feeling of accomplishment was something she relished in. Doing things by herself for apparently no reason was not her forte, but for the sake of what was to come she didn't mind. (that much)

TO: Collin, Theodore, Sourav, Amanda,
FROM: Cecilia
if u have plans tonight cancel them, you will understand why later.

The message she sent was vague, yes, but purposeful. The details could come later, but for now she had flyers to print and an academy she had to attend.




POST-MORNING

Arriving at exactly eight-o'-clock Cecilia spared no time talking to others and instead hung up her poster beside the notice to attend the opening ceremony at nine-thirty. She paid no mind to it though and instead smiled to herself - admiring what she had designed. She was proud of what two cans of monster and blasting rock music could create because for sure sure she wasn't a graphic designer, and it took everything she knew about art to create just that.

Her feeling of elation didn't end there though, the fact that she could even host such an event was astounding. The warehouse she had rented, even with a discount, was still over any normal high school student's budget. How she had earned enough money was an adventure in itself, but the past is the past and she can't do anything to change it. One thing was for certain though, if need be she could move to Italy and create her own wine company and still be a lethal competitor to most elite of wine producers.

But after what seemed to be hours, her head was deflating and soon enough it returned to it's normal size. The satisfaction was still there, but to a much lesser degree. And in her coming back down to Earth she remembered the notice next to her poster and decided to do as she was instructed for once. "I wonder if the others are there yet," she thought, and so to pacify herself for the time being she sent a text to Sourav which read something along the lines of "no one here I know where are you??!" because while she didn't mind being by alone sometimes, she didn't particularly like it.


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Character Portrait: Sourav Park Character Portrait: Aurel Lupei
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    L O C A T I O N ; Apartment => Dorm Room => Courtyard

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_____EARLIER THAT DAY 6:47

___If it hadn't been for particularly annoying sound of his phone going off Sourav would have been a much happier person. The person texting him wasn't even important and the message was nothing but an angry declaration that he 'messed with the wrong guy.' And truth be told Sourav would have been even a little bit frightened if it hadn't been for the fact that the man texting him lived in Korea.

The way Sourav saw their encounter was nothing but, "Good-bye, you were a good fuck." Apparently though the man hadn't thought of it that way and came to the conclusion that Sourav did indeed love him; he was just misguided, but he would wait for him. It was then that Sourav knew he had to put the man back in his place and sent him a text (which could have been a bit nicer) that went something along the lines of, "What was your name again?" Needless to say the man had been fourious and a bit heartbroken, but it wasn't Sourav's fault - at least in his own mind it wasn't. When they first began their FWB situation he made it very clear that he would never have a relationship with him. It was such a shame though, he was fucking hot.

To: #13
I'm quivering in fear, really, I am.

With that Sourav shut off his phone after looking at the time which read 6:47 and rolled off the king sized bed of his latest fling. She lied there seemingly asleep with brown ringlets of hair surrounding her above average face. He stood there just watching the rise and fall of her chest and noticed how it fell with an irregular pattern. "She's awake, how cute". But not wanting to talk to her he pretended he didn't know and wrote a note with a little smiley face on it and placed it on the pillow next to her. 'xxx-xxx-xxx Call me whenever. '

He put his clothing back on with ease and with a little wave good-bye to a girl he was watching him Sourav left the apartment without any regret.



_____POST-MORNING; 7:20

_______Despite being a bit ditsy when it came to his personal belongings Sourav didn't forget to bring his key to the dorm room or his student ID. It made his roommate's life less of a hassle and it meant being able to come and go at any point during the day or night if he was sneaky enough. And so opening the door he expected his roomie to be lying on his bed, reading a book or something and so he called out ,"Honey I'm home!" but it was the silence which made him shut up. 'Where the hell is that bastard?' Sourav sent a text to Aurel and made sure to sure to use the angriest emote he could use, i'm going out to look for you, don't move. >:( and Sourav would do just that, after he took a shower.

It was only minutes later that Sourav came out cleaner and less haggard looking than before that he deemed himself socially acceptable. And so with a start he grabbed the two items he came in with and went out the door to find the man he called a friend.


_____LATER ; 8:30

_______ Sourav found him, it only took an hour and ten minutes, but he did it. Having no idea where to start he began his journey to vending machines in hopes of finding Aurel with some morning munchies or whatnot - it was not because of his need to eat, but it didn't stop him from buying food. And after his first failure Sourav decided in order to mend his broken spirit he needed to take a nap underneath a tree for a solid twenty minutes. Disappointment was a hard thing to overcome he thought to himself.

Having been woken up rudely by a bird pecking at his face Sourav knew it was time to wake up and finally find his friend. (As if he didn't know where he was in the first place.) Heading straight for the one of the more secluded court yards Sourav spotted his friend lying down on a bench with his eyes closed.

"Shall I bestoweth a kiss upon thy lips to awaken a fair maiden," and as Sourav walked to the bench he turned into a female, the clothing he was wearing becoming a size to too big for his new form. "Or pierce an already bleeding heart to end the agony of an isolated knight?" She proclaimed with a higher pitched tone to Aurel hoping it would wake him from his slumber or make him snort in laughter. Either way it would wake up the son of a bitch. With slow movement she lowered herself to his height and acted as if she were to kiss him only to quickly move to his forehead and laugh in good nature.

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He had never intended to end up on the beach, sand creeping into his shoes. In fact, it was something of a bother if there ever was any. He'd have to shake out his shoes now, probably change his socks. And yet, there he was, watching the sun breach the horizon to turn the sky into a watercolor splash painting of soft shades. With a soft exhale, he dropped down, sliding his feet out to sit on the cool sand. His pants would be sandy now too, but somehow, it was worth. He closed his eyes breathing in the tinge of sea brine in the air. This was home. He had been home for the last three months, yes, but this? This beach with this sea and this sky? This was his true home. He had spent too much time in the baths when he was at his actual house, sliding down into the tub until his face was covered and his eyes saw the ceiling only through a wavy refraction of the water. Even then, it did not have the same effect the sea did; it was missing the strong salt, the burning brine. Although he had missed his mother and his sister, he was glad to be back at the academy. Now that the end was so close, he wondered what it was he would do once he had graduated from the place he had tied himself so closely to.

Before he could blink, it seemed that too long had passed. Watching the waves crash into shore before swashing back out was relaxing, allowed him to lose himself in his own thoughts. He had awoken before the sun could rise, sweat drenched, blankets tangled around his legs. Heavy breathing had sounded in the room as Aurel waited for his pulse to stabilize. Once it had, he pulled himself from his bed, dragging himself to the shower in the room. Sourav wasn't there yet, thankfully. He'd have hated to have woken him for such a trivial matter. Nightmares, of various things, for reasons he wasn't quite sure of (though he expected genetics; his mother had often woken him as a child with late night walks around the house). Plenty of times, it was drowning, an irony he would never get over, though he supposed it made sense in a twisted way. A fear of losing the one thing that allowed him to maintain himself manifested itself in the from of dreams that took that thing from him at the worst possible time. Since it was so early in the year, Briar, sweet, sweet Briar, wasn't available to steal his nightmares and leave a dream in their place. Sometimes, he thought, she reminded him of a tooth fairy, but with dreams instead. A dream fairy, yes. He'd have to remind himself to dub her with that new nickname the next time they met.

After the quick shower he had taken, he threw on some clothes haphazardly, a dark t-shirt, jeans, the standard. With no chance of heading off to sleep once more, he had opted for a walk on the beachfront. Initially, he planned to wade into the choppy waters, but decided against it once he reached the shores. Watching the sunrise was, as always, just a little more fulfilling.

With a heavy sigh, he stood, perhaps slightly unsteadily, as the position he had taken of crossing his legs beneath him had numbed them, but he stood nonetheless, fighting his way through the pins and needles. As he stretched, pulling him arm behind his head with a yawn, there was a buzzing in his back pocket. Before he even checked, he knew it would be Sourav.

"i'm going out to look for you, don't move >:(," the text read, and Aurel couldn't help but chuckle at the emoticon used. He seemed angry, as though he had been expecting to see Aurel first thing and he would immediately set out to find him. Aurel knew this to be anything but the truth. Sourav would take a shower first, likely, then get "lost" on the way to find him, leaving Aurel to wait for a minimum of an hour before Sourav finally showed his face. Four years of living with the young demigod had given Aurel some insight into his standard behavior patterns. He tucked the phone back into his back pocket; the text didn't warrant a response.

Despite the instructions to stay put, Aurel walked along the beach for another twenty minutes before finally heading somewhere he knew Sourav would find him. In the secluded courtyards is where they often found each other, and so it was there he went. Sourav wasn't there waiting for him, but he couldn't say he was surprised. Finding the bench closest to the path Sourav would likely take, he sat then lied down placing his forearm over his forehead to do what he could to block out the now shining sun.

Some time later, there was a voice. Gentle, melodic, deep then higher. "Shall I bestoweth a kiss upon thy lips to awaken a fair maiden? Or pierce an already bleeding heart to end the agony of an isolated knight?" A smile quirked at Aurel's lips, but he forced it to concede into a neutral expression.

Without moving his arm from his eyes, he continued Sourav's little story for him. "Kiss then, maiden, kiss gently, kiss softly with thy kiss of death. And tell me, is an isolated knight isolated still with a fair maiden to pierce his bleeding heart?" Four years with the romantic had made Aurel more poetic than he'd care to admit. He moved his arm and opened his eyes in time to catch a waterfall of inky black hair as Sourav lowered his--her-- lips to his forehead. He laughed with her, sitting up as she danced away. ”Any news to share? We've got time to spare before the assembly."