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Yuuki Kasai

A bit of a WIP

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a character in “The Yokai Academy”, as played by Felilla

Description

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"I'll stay by those who need me, and even if they don't I'll still be here."
[url]Character Theme Song[/url]




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I know how to live my own life, I don't care if you don't approve."




| Name |
Yuki Kasai

| Nickname(s) |
Yuki-kun| Snow-Chan|

| Age |
15

| Grade |
Freshman

| Gender |
Male

| Role |
The Nerd

| Romantic Interest |
TBA

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual




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"Wake me up when I want to wake up."



| Hair Color/Length |
Blue|Short

| Eye Color |
Blue

| Height |
5'8

| Weight |
139lb

| Nationality |
Japan

| Ethnicity |
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Also Japan

| Scars |
Yuki has a large scar on the back of his neck from where a human shot him with a gun.

| Tattoos |
No Tattoos

| Birthmarks |
None

| Piercings |
TBA

| Oddities |
|Pointy ears||Feline like eyes||Fangs||Retractable Clawed fingers|



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"I may be annoying sometime, but at least I try to be nice!"




| Likes |
|Sleep||Eating||Sweets||Children||Manga||Video Games||Hockey||Cute Girls||Pocky||Anime||Otaku Con.|

| Dislikes |
|Attention hogs|| Sluts||Cruel people||Waking up||People not liking him||Sour taste||Romantic movies||Quiet rooms||Sitting still|

| Fears |
|Being Alone||Letting someone down||Hurting the people he cares about||Clowns|

| Skills/Talents |
|Speed and stamina||Strong||Protectiveness||Smart(despite his personality)||Manga collecting|

Image| Powers |
|Fireball-Only in battle form||In cloaking his whole body in flames-Anytime, but most effective in battle form||Extreme strength-anytime||Battle form-most powerful form, going into his fox like form and his able of holding god-like power|| Special skill-Blue flaming body, which is hotter than normal flames.|

| Hobbies |
|Reading Manga||Online gaming||Training||Sleeping||Watching Anime|

| Weaknesses |
|Water||Losing control||Vampires||Being hit unconscious while in battle form is extremely dangerous||

Image| Strengths |
|Swordsman skills||Friends being by his side||His will to protect his friends and not be alone in the world|

| Flaws |
|Trusting nature||Protectiveness||Childish||Personal Loyalty||Pride||Stubbornness||



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"And so begins another day of being awesome."




| Race |
Youko

| Ranking |
S-class monster

| Personality |
Yuki is a fun loving guy who likes Video games, manga and anything having to do with anime. He's pretty childish, a major goofball and kinda a flirt when it comes to pretty girls. He's blunt, with a loud voice and sort of obnoxious to people who enjoy a quiet environment. He likes to live in his own world, and doesn't take well when people calls him annoying or want him to leave them alone. He tries toImagemeets, in his own way, which usually leads them to think he's an immature goofball who doesn't care about school or grades.

However, he's actually a very smart guy, earning A's on most of his test. He doesn't brag about his grades to anybody, which leads them to be pretty surprised when they find out he's a shool nerd as well as being a video game nerd and an anime nerd.

| Dominant Emotion |
Joy

| Danger Level |
In Human form-3
In battle form-8

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For some reason, Yuki doesn't like humans. He finds them to be rude and arrogant, thinking their above everything else. However, there is a chance his feelings towards the human race could be changed.

| Average grade |
Usually A's with the occasional B.




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| Keepsakes |
His sword, given to him by his older sister before she died.

| History |
Yuki never knew his parents, as his mother died in labor to him while his father(grieving of his wife's death) committed suicide shortly after he was born. His older sister, Tenshi, took it upon herself to raise her little brother. They had no where to go in the world, so they lives on the streets for most of their childhood. Yuki loves his sister a lot. He always though she was so strong defending there small little home under a bridge with that sword she always kept with her. He wanted to be just like her.

Humans didn't like having them around, so they would do everything they could to rid themselves of Yuki and Tenshi. They'd sent police, search parties, even detectives to find them and kill them. Yuki was too young to understand why they wanted them gone, and Tenshi refused to let her little brother know the truth about the human world, and how cruel they are to creatures like them. She'd later regret that.

11 year old Yuki was walking alongside the river in the town they were staying at when he saw the local children playing in the water. He wanted to play to, but the children ran away, leaving Yuki sad and curious to know why they would do that when they hadn't even met him yet. He still played by himself by the river, until the police (called by the children's parents) came. Yuki was confused, but Tenshi took him by the arm and ran. The police fired their guns. Yuki got hit in the back of the neck, and Tenshi got hit in the shoulder, legs, back and arms. She died minutes later, after giving Yuki her sword and whispering one last thing to him.

"Live, okay. Protect those close to you, and Live your live to the fullest."



So begins...

Yuuki Kasai's Story

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Character Portrait: Maiyu Rosengald Character Portrait: Akio Akagi Character Portrait: Yuuki Kasai
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Yuuki Kasai had to force himself to get out of bed. Like, really force himself. He was exhausted. Of course, he knew the consequences of staying up late to play videogames. Everyone knew those consequences. Unless, they had never stayed up late to play videogames before. The simple thought of living a life like that appalled the young otaku. Mentally, he weeped for the loss of videogaming for those poor unfortunate souls.

He still hadn't gotten out of bed. The boy groaned into his pillow, the sound muffled by the fluffiness of it. He always thought pillows looked like marshmallows. He knew they didn't taste like marshmallows though. He'd never make that same mistake twice. An involuntary shudder ran down his spine at the mere thought of when he had been stupid enough to bite into a pillow. Yuuki lifted up his head in aggravation, realizing he still hadn't gotten out of bed.

If he didn't get up soon, he'd miss breakfast and classes, and all the other stuff that should have mattered to him, but he just couldn't leave the comfort of his bed. Instead, Yuuki just laid there, staring at his headboard. Yokai Academy was much different than anywhere else he had ever been. He found it a little strange to see so many different kinds of people coexisting so harmoniously. It was enough to bring tears to his blue eyes.

And, it was a place with no humans! No humans at all! He relished in the thought of a human free environment. Such petty creatures humans were. So self-absorbed. So self-righteous. So self- Wow, all of those statements had "self" in them; shows how clever humans are. His hands brushed over the scar on his neck as he glared at the wooden headboard. The humans were the ones that took her from him. Yuuki sighed and flipped onto his back. All that hatred had made him hungry.

He forced himself out of bed and dressed. When he passed the mirror, he saw his frown. To be honest, he didn't look good with a frown. He pointed to his cheeks, forcing himself to smile. Ding! He nodded. She would want him to smile. She liked it when he smiled. His hands ventured into his bottom dresser drawer and he withdrew a large wrapped up object. He smiled softly at it, "Morning, sis."

With a small sigh, he swung the object over his shoulder like it was a backpack. To him, it was much more important. Without another word, he threw open his door, grinning at the hall. He stepped out of his room and made his way to the cafeteria. It was crowded as usual. He stacked up his plate, scanning the crowd for a place to sit. A somewhat familiar orange haired head stood out among the crowd and he walked up without a second thought. She was talking to someone else. "Hey, Maiyu. Mind if I sit with you?"

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Character Portrait: Tresora Knighsing Character Portrait: Kimiko Yama Character Portrait: Maiyu Rosengald Character Portrait: Akio Akagi Character Portrait: Mei-Lien Yun Character Portrait: Hai Nyce
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Oh for Christ's sake - the girl was balling her eyes out! Was she seriously reacting so intensely to only a couple of words? The girl definitely didn't have very thick skin. At all.

Rolling her eyes, she shoved her pride down and swallowed her anger. Why waste it on a baby like this girl?

"Shut the Hell up, Oslin," she drawled out rudely. "You need to mind your own damn business and stay out of other's. You never know what you might find - and what you might find may scar you for life," she snapped. "So scram, Barbie," she added.

Oslin paled, tears appearing in her own eyes, before she turned and fled from the scene. Tresora bothered not to follow her with her eyes - she knew she wouldn't return.

Turning her eyes back to the balling, pink-haired girl before her, she let out a slightly-irritated breath. "Calm down. I'm really not that scary," she muttered with an eye roll. She adjusted her weight a bit, reaching forward to rub at her injured ankle. "You don't need to cry over it. I'm not going to yell, so stop being a baby. Besides, you don't even know me, so it really shouldn't matter so much to you. You need to grow thicker skin, caro," she nodded, pointing a finger in the girl's direction.

Her eyes fell on the boy who was approaching, and her reaction to his voice and his hand nearing her was immediate and intense - and completely uncontrollable.

Her muscles tensed and burned. A sheer sheen of sweat appeared on her skin, a nervous tingling began in her stomach, and her heart hammered in her chest. Her fingers clenched and curled inwards, her lips pressing together tightly in the same moment. Before she could stop herself, her hand had snapped out and slapped the boy's away, and she had scuttled backwards. For anyone who didn't realize that she did this in fear, they would undoubtedly laugh and find the movement to be hilarious and a joke.

Turning her face away as quickly as possible, she stumbled up to a standing position, most of her weight on the one side of her body so as to avoid collapsing to her knees.

"Thanks for the offer of help, but I'll pass. You can go ahead and comfort cotton-candy-rainstorm here," she waved her hand at the pink fluffball of a girl before her, "And I'm going to finish looking for my dorm and the head office so I can get my paperwork." With that, she hurried away, flipping out her holocomputer in an attempt to look busy and not nearly as frazzled as she felt.

She wasn't really paying attention to the computer, at least not as much so as she looked to be, and her fingers flew across the hologram screen as she limped.

It wasn't until she smelled food that she realized how hungry she was. After spending the past two and a half days hopping from plane to plane, bus to bus, and car to car, she hadn't eaten well nor much at all. Her stomach growled as the delicious smell of cinnamon rolls reach her nostrils, and she paused in her step, her head tilting back a bit to get better access at the yummy smell of cinnamon.

"I might as well grab some food before I finish looking for the office," she muttered, tucking the tiny computer into a small pocket on her bag.

Sora pushed through the doors to the cafeteria and strode inside. It didn't take long for several of the conversations to lull at the sight of a new student at this time of the year - especially one who held herself with the confidence of someone who cared naught for any type of judgement from her peers.

Acting as though she didn't notice the change of atmosphere at her entrance, she strode to the food area of the cafeteria, plucking up a small plate with a cinnamon roll, an apple, a bagel, and a bottle of orange juice, she quickly paid for the food. Immediately she made her way over to the nearest window and, tossing her bag onto the sill, she easily joined it, leaning back against the wall and removing a similar device to her holocomputer, but instead it projected from a far smaller electronic - it was her Black Hole Computer, and the projection above it was only one, yet far more visible and clear than the other projections. Taking a bite out of her cinnamon roll, she lounged backwards, slipping into a slightly relaxed mood, her free hand absently rubbing at her scarred neck, the frequent ache and burn that appeared in it slowly beginning to arise.