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Adrian Silivasi

16 || Year 2

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a character in “Misaki Creek| An All Boys Academy”, as played by IEatChildren

Description

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Full Name: Adrian Silivasi

Age: 16

Nationality: Romanian

Year
Year 2




Supernatural Affliction:
He is a ghoul with small but useful powers. His favorite being Pain Suppression. Another being Limb Regrowth, although laggy, it comes in handy. He also has immunity to disease, posion and radiation. A couple of his powers have yet to be discovered. For instance, communicating with the dead and even, sensing other's imminent deaths.
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Skills:
-Good listener
-Accomplished swimmer and runner
-Great with tools

Favorite Class
Science

Likes:
-being unique
-eating
-wind
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-running
-the outdoors

Dislikes
-being touched
-being talked about
-horror
-being made fun of
-pranks
-motion



Personality:
Adrian can come off as an unemotional kind of guy. His face sets into a neutral position most of the time and can come across as a bored expression. He is in fact, quite nervous most of the time. He sets up these walls of no emotion so people don't see how insecure he really is. Among trusted comrades he tends to loosen up, and even crack some smiles. Most of the people he knows, he knows through his brother, Rin. When it comes to social situations, Adrian is usually seen behind Rin, who is practically dragging him to everyone. He doesn't talk much, but he does listen intently to the speaker.
He can be quite touchy on when it comes to himself. He doesn't like hearing his name come out of other people's mouths especially if it's followed by something bad. At times it almost seems as if Adrian's hearing becomes all of a sudden acute when his name is spoken. Being the center of attention also does not fly well with him. On the contrary, he does like being different from everyone else. One of the reasons he dyed his hair, to look different from his brother.
He can jump head first into things without really thinking it through. He doesn't seem to realize it, but he can be reckless. When told not to do something, Adrian has a tendency to do it. Even if it means getting himself, as well as others in trouble. Another reckless attribute is his willingness to fight. If tempted, he will throw a punch. Most of the fights he has been in have been for reasons like standing up for others where he was not tempted but he still threw first punch.

Miscellaneous:
-Hair is naturally dark brown
-He suffers from motion sickness.
-Adrian has a twin brother, Rin.
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So begins...

Adrian Silivasi's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kito Viltrol Character Portrait: Seto Viltrol Character Portrait: Rien Character Portrait: Christian Sinclair Character Portrait: Sorin Silivasi Character Portrait: Adrian Silivasi Character Portrait: Hiroshi Tatsuno

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Image The morning of school, first thing Seto is doing is he woke up early and started baking, even before getting dressed. This morning he made some mini corn dog muffins, it's a special recipe that he made makes for breakfast with hot dogs, cornflower and katcup. They are out of this world. He kind of hopes that the twins might like it and even Chris. They're not sweet or anything, it's just it was a good breakfast idea. Well anyways, he shrugged it off and put them into a little tupperware. He made enough for them to have at least one, and some extra, just in case.

Baking was one thing Seto always loved doing, it got him away from the world and into his own. He could bake anything and everything, not a thing he failed at when it came down to it. Sure he can't eat himself, least not too much human food, but he had friends who could, friends that he admired for it. If Seto ate human food, he couldn't really taste it, unless it was super sweet, to the max.

Normally the only thing he could eat was raw meats loaded with blood. It was the only thing he could taste and unlike his father, he couldn't just live off of blood itself, he had to have meat too. And as odd as he thought it was, he just accepted it, but never once did he eat something like that infront of anyone other than his dad, or maybe even Rien, whom he grew up with.

Rien was Seto's neighbor for as long as he could remember. He is so comfortable around him, that people might mistake it for something more than just friendship. It sometimes get Seto wondering if he truly is inlove with that man, or if it's just misjudgment because they known each other for so long. It's not like he would try anything to him, because he is a teacher and Seto is a student the last thing he wants is for his friend to get into trouble all because of him.

After getting dressed and putting the muffins into his bookbag. He went up to his fathers room with a small black/silver bottle. "Pa-pa! It's time for school, are you awake yet?" Seto slowly opened the door and giggled when he saw his dad was sound asleep still. Shaking his head he set the bottle down on the nightstand and shook his father awake. "Pa-pa! It's time for school."

Unlike Seto, Kito wasn't a day person, even if he worked for the school , he still wasn't a day person. ""Hmm, Im up, just to lazy to get up."

He giggled at his dad and handed him the bottle. "It's fresh, drink it while it's warm."

"Got it."

Getting to school was fast, seeing as his father take no time in getting there slowly. In fact, they never drove slow, it was just something Vampires did. Fast to humans was slow for them and fast for them was lightening speed for humans. Once they got to school, his father and him took separate ways after he kissed his son on the forehead, throwing his dark shades on and headed inside.

Seto smiled and waved his father off, walking over to a bench, waiting for his friends to show up. He pulled out a note book and started to write music in it. Humming just a little, and minding his own business.


Image The mornings for Kito always dragged on, never in his life did he like the sun. Nor did he long for it's hot and burning beam of light. To him it was disgusting and miserable. A waste of time, for him he wished it to always be night.

Once he got to the library he automatically pressed the button so that all the curtains would shut. Flipping on the dimmed lights, lights enough to read with, but not bright enough to irritate Kito. Along with a gentle fireplace on each side of the library. Students who came in always thought it was cold, so those were recently put in.

After he was done with that, he fixed his hair slightly and sighed, walking back into the lightened school, he made his way over to the teacher's lounge. Where he unexpectedly met the Head Master. Quietly he nodded at him and put one of his black/silver bottles into a pit of hot water, seeing as he couldn't put silver in the microwave. He took hot water from the water jug and put it into a pot. Dropping his head over the water that held his bottle he closed his eyes. "Looks like another year in paradise." He mumbled to himself, but knew that the Head Master heard him. He didn't bother to be quiet about it. Too tired to care.

Once it was done he took it out of the water and dried it off with his sleeve. Taking a long sip of the warmth, put color into his skin, making it seem he was human. It even put him into a better mood and you'd think, what he just said, didn't come out of him.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Seto Viltrol Character Portrait: Christian Sinclair Character Portrait: Sorin Silivasi Character Portrait: Adrian Silivasi

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Bodies tired, legs sore, feet aching, the path to school was a long one. For Adrian and Sorin, anyways. Their house was several miles from their destination, Misaki Creek Academy. Before they left, their older cousin offered to give them a ride but they had to refuse. Adrian had a bad case of motion sickness, after all. Sorin had thrown a tantrum at the house, but Adrian didn't give in. There was no way he would allow his body to enter a vehicle that moved, ever. And splitting up on their first day of school was not an option so Sorin grudgingly followed his brother.

"My lungs..." Sorin gasped,"Collapsing!" He threw his hands onto his chest. Adrian rolled his eyes. The two had been walking a couple hours, but both were in fine enough shape to handle this. Especially since the pace of their walking was slow.

"Stop being such a baby, Rin." Adrian mumbled. He readjusted the straps of his duffel bag, making his light gray cardigan fall onto the ground. The cardigan belonged to his outfit given to him by the school as part of the uniform. He wasn't too keen on the double layers so he had thrown it over his shoulder until they got to school grounds. Sorin on the other hand was excited to wear his uniform. Unlike most mornings, he woke up early just to put on his uniform and look good for the day to come. Everything had been going good too, until he realized he had completely forgotten to tie a tie. So it was still hung around Sorin's neck, untied.

The sound of water running made the twins look up. The sound was coming from the creek that they both knew was located near the school. The twins gave each other a look, Sorin smiling. Adrian sighed and nodded his head up and down. It was a cue for Sorin, saying Adrian didn't mind if Sorin ran up ahead.

As Sorin ran down the last of the sidewalk to the school, Adrian bent down to pick up his cardigan. Times like this made Adrian wish he had as much enthusiam towards school as Sorin did. The two boys had different mind sets. All school did was make Adrian stress, and since he just bottled it up, it definitely was not healthy. The red-haired boy continued walking, watching his brother intently as he ran.


Sorin's feet slapped the sidewalk hard. His excitement replaced the exhaustion that had just seconds ago made him drag his feet. When the gates of Misaki Creek Academy came upon him, he turned. The wide expanse of school greeted him. Seeing the school again made him feel at home. Sure, this was only his second year of school here, but after having to leave his real home in Romania, it was hard for him. The year before MCA was the first year the two boys lived in Japan and neither one liked it. When they were accepted into the school, and Sorin made some friends, it was like being back in Romania.

The sight of friends made Sorin slow down to a jog. Making sure they didn't see him, he snuck up behind Christian, the older of the two friends. His body launched forward and onto the blonde haired boy's back.

"Boo!" Sorin yelled. To help from falling off, the blue-haired boy wrapped his arms around Chris' shoulders and his legs around his waist. As he attached his body to Chris', his twin brother walked up. Adrian dropped his bag onto the ground next to the bench that Seto was sitting on. The cardigan he had dropped early was now gently tied onto the strap of the black bag.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Seto Viltrol Character Portrait: Christian Sinclair Character Portrait: Sorin Silivasi Character Portrait: Adrian Silivasi

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Image "Ah.... What might you be doodling, my good man?" Chris chuckled softly, folding his arms over his chest. Chris was probably the only one who could catch Seto off guard, with is light foot steps and quiet arua. It was almost like the man was a ghost or some sneaky animal. Sure Seto had the power of hearing even a bug crawl, but sometimes when he was lost in thought, he'd forget to hear or focus.

The sound of Chris's voice made Seto's cheek flush a soft pink color as he looked up smiling. "Good morning, Sinclair." Handing Chris's his note pad, all it had was music notes and no lyrics. Some notes where off the chart lines and others were upside down or right side up. None of his music ever made since to people, even his music teacher had hard times of understanding. But the only thing that mattered what that he himself understood it all.

"I know you made the twins and I something so tell me, what highly delicious cuisine you brought with you today?" Chris cheerfully said, his stomach starting to growl as he sat down next to Seto comfortably. The sound of the mans stomach made Seto giggle, shuffling his hand away inside his bag, starting to pull out the baked goods.

"Well...it's corn dog muffins. I hope that it's ok." Blushing more feeling a little shy, he opened the container to offer Chris some. He always did love feeding Chris, seeing his reactions to Seto's cooking was always so cute. "There is plenty so have as much as you like."

But before Chris could respond Sorin had snuck up on him "Boo!" Sorin yelled, wrapping himself around Chris' shoulders and his legs around his waist.

Smiling softly, Seto put down the container onto the bench, taking his book back from Chris so that it wouldn't fall. "Morning Silivasi, you too hungry?" He said to Sorin, but lifted his hand to wave ever so softly at Adrian, as if to say good morning to him too.

The twins were the first friends he had ever made in school. The others would mostly, stay away from Seto, knowing he is the son of Kito, it was hard to be friends with a Teacher's son. But he was fine by it, it left him to his studies and his music. He wasn't sad about not having friends or anything, he actually sat back and enjoyed watching others and their lives fly past with fun, drama, sadness, happiness, it just went on and on. Seto felt like he was in it without being close to it. So in a way everyone was like secret friends of his. He grew to know almost everything about everyone. Even though he has only been in high school for about a year or two, it was still easy.

In the end, he did end up with a few great friends, it's something that he'd always put first, before himself. Seto was only afraid of one thing when t came to his friends, and that was of himself. What if they got hurt or something bad happened to them. Seto would snap and he doesn't know what would happen. He wishes he would never have that happen.

Rubbing his cheek softly, his smile slowly dropped. He could hear the sound of soft music in the air, it was distant, but he could hear it as if it was right next to him. Looking around from where he sat the music suddenly stopped. It was odd, it didn't even come from the school music room, sure there was someone playing there, but this was different. He felt as if he had heard the tune before, but couldn't remember where from.