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Tomohisa Akehoshi

To do what you love can be a path of solitude.

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a character in “A Man-Made Love”, originally authored by maccotango, as played by RolePlayGateway

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WE COULD BE A STORY IN THE MORNING, BUT WE’LL BE A LEGEND TONIGHT
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Tomohisa is what you'd probably call the odd one out in the Gentleman's Club. The person himself claims he's the balance for such a gloomy atmosphere. Excited and childish, there's just a hint of whimsy to everything he does and creates. If there's a crazy machine running amok in the school halls, you can bet it's one of Tomo's inventions. His unexpectedly bright personality makes it easy for him to attract attention, but holding any relationship has never been his forte.

His difficulty in forming close bonds isn't really anyone's fault but his own. While he can attract interest from others, rarely does he return it. All he'll do with any new friend is force his interests on them, making it a one-way route of communication where Tomohisa speaks, but doesn't listen. As one can imagine, no one sticks around for long. It's not that the brunette does it intentionally; he simply has a one-track mind that doesn't have room for any other human beings.



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If one had to guess where his eccentricity began, then it's where most stories begin; at home. One could say Tomohisa was somewhat neglected by his parents as a child, but he's never held it against them and he's 100% certain he's loved by both. It does, however, warp his perception of priorities when his mom says things like "I'm sorry but these babies (bacteria culture) only have me while you have Aunt Nana!" His father isn't any more responsible, but is better in the fact that he's around more. The safety of the experiments they conduct and the usefulness of their homemade machines, however, is a different matter entirely.

Both his parents are brilliant people, and despite all their faults, Tomohisa takes great pride in them. With their absence in his life and their unusual quirks, they hold less of a parent-child relationship and are more like his older siblings than anything else. But he values the few hours they spend together as he believes that he's learnt more from them than he has in all his days at school. After all, without his father's original guidance, he'd never have been able to construct Roboticas.

This didn't come without cost though. Due to his family encouraging his thirst for knowledge and streak of self-centeredness, he never quite learnt how to socialize. He can talk to others, yes, but he'd get so caught up that he'd forget to listen. Other kids his age wound up ditching him, and the saddest thing was, he usually didn't even notice. By his book, as long as he was doing something he loved, he'd be happy. He only had one friend, and eventually even she had to leave due to family circumstance. Tomohisa convinced himself all he needed was to focus on the things he loved and he'd be satisfied. And for a time, he was.

But eventually, he realized that no man was an island, no matter how self-sufficient he may seem. It took the brunette a few years, but at least he'd made friends with the other members of the Gentlemen's club. People who would genuinely be interested and properly respond to whatever Tomohisa said. And when they decided to create Roboticas? He didn't even hesitate to create his out of his childhood friend's image.

So begins...

Tomohisa Akehoshi's Story

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Character Portrait: Amira Nelson Character Portrait: Ender Quix Character Portrait: Tomohisa Akehoshi
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"Ender, you have to help me!" The distress in his voice was clearly evident as he turned on the fan in his work laboratory. The room was half the size of his father's but it was his own space and his family acknowledged that. It was a luxury that was financed by his parents money and their desire to see their son excel as much as them. Little did they know that that same son had used his talents to make himself none other than a robotic prom date. Who was currently short-circuiting on the floor of his laboratory. Fuck. "There is smoke coming out of her ears; and I mean this literally!"

His friend didn't even sound the least bit fazed when he responded. At least he managed to calm the frazzled teenager into a more logical state of mind. "Shoot, why didn't I think of that? Thanks." Tomohisa leaned over to his desk computer and accessed the Robotica blueprints, making his modified BB-8 droid run a projection on the wall directly in front of his Robotica. He stopped dead in his tracks as he realized what he'd have to do in order to access the central compartment.

"I have to open her up in the chest area?" You could practically hear the blush in his voice. "She's a pure maiden! It was different before since they didn't have faces yet. Now they do and -" Ender cut him off before the brunette could complain any further, brutally taking the heat out of his engine, so to speak. "Harsh as always. Fine, I got it. Get home soon and warm up!" With that, he pressed a button on his watch, ending the call so they could both focus on the task at hand.

Golden eyes looked to the blueprint, then to the girl, then to the curtained glass walls of the hallway. She isn't human, she's just a robot. She isn't human, just a robot... It was a mantra he silently repeated to himself over the next few hours as he got over his initial embarrassment and set to work.

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After making sure he stored away the project files, Tomohisa lifted the dead weight of Amira up the stairs, thanking his lucky stars that his father was at work for the night and that the opposite laboratory was empty of the man of the house. The carpeted floor made no noise as he dragged her to the living room, setting her slight form so that it would appear she'd simply fallen asleep on the couch.

Her classically beautiful features almost looked out of place in the modern design of his house, with its glass windows and sleek interior. He almost forgot the time, getting a jolt out of his reverie as his BB-8 droid blared an alarm to remind him of the task at hand.

For all the trouble they'd gone through to create the humanoids, turning them on was as simple as pressing a button accessible only to each one of them. His gold eyes darted towards her still form, his hands fiddling the droid in an effort to hide his nervousness.

When Amira finally opened her eyes and met his gaze, his usual enthusiasm was gone and in its place was a tension he was unaccustomed to. "Morning to you? You seemed really tired so I just let you sleep it off."


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"I just want to lead my own life.. why can't you understand?" Amira's scripted history was running in flashes before her awakening. Pieces of the script were being knit together to form a backstory that could fool a robot as being human up to the present; the only time where she would have any control. It was at this particular moment while her body was being lifted, that she recalled her last conversation with her parents over the phone that was fresh from yesterday. A yesterday that never transpired in reality.

"Amira, you're being selfish. You can lead your own life once you've settled down. You haven't thought this through. Your father and I only want the best for you." Her mother was very insistent that Amira return home and choose a suitor but the young girl was firm in her decision. Going home meant giving up on being her own person and ending up exactly like her father; a man who appeared to be anything but happy and forcing himself to live a life that was chosen for him since the day he was born. Amira wanted nothing more than her parents' approval but the very idea of marriage had frightened her. Attending a private girls' school, she had not even spoken to a boy before! The fear drove her to desperate measures, signing up for an exchange student program to escape somewhere her parents couldn't reach.

Amira's body in the real world was being placed on the sofa but her memory continued to build. She shook her head, despite her gesture not able to be seen through the phone. "Are you mad because I ran away or because I won't do what you tell me to for the first time in my entire life?" There was a trace of anger in her tone but at the same time, sadness. Amira still loved them but it was time to put herself first. Instead of receiving an answer, the line went silent for a few seconds. Her mother was at a loss of words. "Mother?" Amira wanted nothing more than for her parents to understand but she was smart enough to know it was a very unlikely outcome. "Don't come crying back home!" Her mother had hung up with nothing more to say but Amira continued to hold the phone against an ear. Her wishful thinking kept her hopeful they would call back but tears were already flowing down her cheeks aware they would not. She had been abandoned.

The memory ended there at the push of a button. Amira's eyes slowly opened with drowsiness; a feeling she was unaccustomed to. On any other day she was an energetic spirit but the memories she held, allowed room to assume that she was not at her best and everything was anything but normal. In front of her she was presented with her newest acquaintance, a male brunette by the name of Tomohisa Akehoshi. He was to be her classmate and host family during her stay. At first, she was very nervous to discover that she would be spending time with a boy but he didn't frighten her at all. Instead, he made her curious.

His golden eyes caught her attention and for a brief moment, she was hypnotized by them. "Oh, morning.. really?" Her words were mumbled slowly, unable to break away from his gaze. An observer would think she was having a staring contest with him. "Your eyes are like sunshine, Tomohisa.. so pretty." She spoke with honesty, continuing to stare blankly at him before her lips formed a frown. Amira did not think she had made the greatest first impression by falling asleep first thing at her host's house. She was also starting to become nervous about her appearance, fidgeting with the tie that held her ponytail together. Being asleep did have a natural way of messing up a girl's hair. "I'm sorry for falling asleep.. I-I'm not usually this tired. It's all so strange to me..." Her eyes scanned the modern house that differed plenty from her old home.

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It was barely a minute into her existence and she was already making him blush. Flustered, he turned his back to her, putting down the BB-8 unit and taking his phone from his pocket. "Eh.. I don't think really think they're all that special." He wasn't just being modest; considering Tomo had never been one for appearances. He'd never really taken note of what was so special about how he looked.

Lying made him nervous, so he pretended to fiddle with his phone as he answered her. That way he could hide any telltale signs that he was pretty sure he had. "Well, it's understandable, given that you travelled." As if to agree, he himself yawned. "Pretty tired myself. I was working on project until you arrived, then I just fiddled with BB-8 here until you came to." Using a personal phone app, Tomohisa remotely turned up the lights to the living room and attached kitchen/dining area. Even though it had been a couple of years since his father programmed the app, the brunette still got a kick out of using it. "I'll give you a quick house tour since it's on the way to your new room. Already dragged your things there, so don't worry.

The tour proved to be quick; though the house was spacious, it didn't have many rooms and the layout was fairly simple. He felt a twinge of nervousness as he pointed towards the stairs that led to his and his father's lab, but Amira shouldn't remember anything about it. Finally, they climbed a set of staircases that led to the 'private quarters', as his family called it. They referred to the living + dining + kitchen as the common area. As one might guess, the laboratories was the workspace. His family enjoyed compartmentalizing and it showed even in the design of their house.

"And here are the rooms. The double doors at the end are parents', while last door to the right is mine. It's labelled with my name in Japanese. " He paused in front of a door next to his, letting her go ahead and open the door to it. "This one's yours."

"The light switch is here," his hand went to them as he said that, making the room's interior visible. "You'll find the same set of switches on your bedside for convenience." One of the room's walls was completely glass, a practically invisible window to the outside world. "The other door's the bathroom with a small dressing area, so you can put your clothes in the closet there." Her things sat on the bed, and there was a single computer on the desk free for her to use. There was a noticeable absence of a television, but instead there were shelves filled with books and small souvenirs from foreign countries.

"I put your luggage beside the bed, just unpack when you're better oriented." Tomohisa already had them stationed there since early on in the day. He'd considerably calmed down from earlier, used to explaining how their house worked to guests. A relaxed smile had formed on his face while he leaned against the door frame. "The two knobs adjust the curtains and skylight, but you can figure that out when we're both not dead on our feet. That's pretty much it."

BB-8 rolled into the room, almost as if inspecting it, then returned to stay still at the brunette's feet. "Class is tomorrow, so for both our sakes we should get some sleep. Good night; need anything just knock."