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Micheal Kwon

"You should let me dress you."

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a character in “Moon Phase”, as played by CyanSponge



Name: Michael Kwon

Nickname: Mikey, Mike

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Personality: Mikey isn't quite shy but more so just lacking in confidence. It isn't that this means that he doesn't talk, he tends to start talking, then begin babbling, soon he'd become embarrassed with the fact that despite all his talking, he'd been unable to express what he'd been thinking. Mike isn't all that smart in the conventional sense but he's great at problem solving. He doesn't have too much experience with people, having always been one to stay in his room and just focus on his work, so he's sort of awkward around people. He usually acts the same with both girls and boys, it's just that with girls he tends to be able to point out where he's embarrassing himself. Mikey does have an interest in fashion, so he's often dressed rather nicely and grooms himself more than the average guy might. Because of that there are people who assume he's gay, but that isn't the case what so ever. Mikey holds a soft spot for girls, especially crying girls. His reaction would be panic more times than not, he just doesn't know how to deal with crying people.

History: Michael was born in Korea, his parents moving to the United States just a tad bit too late. The plan had been to apply for citizenship and move to US, so Micheal could be a born citizen. Mike's mother was a politician, and his father a lawyer, they had wanted one of the possibilities for their son's future to be being president. But that plan hadn't worked out, neither had many of their other plans for him. Growing up Mikey had never done that well in school, not really having any learning disabilities, just bad in academics. His parents constantly pushed him to improve but Mike just couldn't, even if he tried. The one place he did shine was in the art room, he was better at communicating his thoughts through art than he'd ever been trying to talk to people. His parents didn't see a good future in the profession of art. He found that he enjoyed designing clothes. Mike planned on going to college to study fashion, but his parent's insisted that he hold off on choosing that major for the first couple years of college. Currently he's a freshman in college with an undecided major, but already taking some fundamental art classes.

Quirks or Habits:
-Exaggerated hand gestures when talking
-Fixing his/other people's clothes
-Playing with a pen
-Writing/drawing on his hands


Extra: Moon Phase

So begins...

Micheal Kwon's Story


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#, as written by rikura
(OOC: Adapting from the last 2 paragraphs in the story. Oh! And at the moment, non of the guys know about Luna's situation and only think she's another tenant.)

Luna stood on the front porch of this ridiculously huge, but beautiful, cabin-like mansion, fist up and ready to knock. Suddenly, though, the door swung open and she just had enough time to stop before hitting the woman who'd appeared in the face... exactly where she'd been about to knock. "Oh... um," Luna brought her hand down and clasped both behind her back, looking the woman over. Shorter than her by at least 3 inches and with a good figure for her age, the woman looked to be about 45 or so. Long blond hair cascaded down her back in natural curls, and crystal clear blue eyes looked back into Luna's blue-gray with such warmth and compassion that she was reminded of her mom, but shook the thought away immediately. She sighed. I really needed to get my head out of daydream mode. "...Hi?"

As soon as the words "Oh" "um" and "Hi" escaped her mouth the woman had wrapped her into a tight hug. "Welcome home, Luna." The woman pulled back to give her a once over and a smile lit her face as her eyes met Luna's again. "I'm Rita Thompson. I was your mothers best friend growing up, but you probably don't remember meeting me, do you?"

Luna shook her head. Nope. No memory of you whatsoever.

"Well I do remember you and, my, how you've grown!" Rita turned her attention to what lay behind Luna, frowned, then turned back to the house and yelled, "Boys! Luna's here, so come get her bags. They're in the driveway!"

Then Rita smiled back at her, her voice just as pleasant as before, "Would you like to see your room?" Which Luna replied to with a silent shrug. It wouldn't really be HER room, but still. All she really wanted to do right now was lay down and listen to her music, as boring as that may sound, but she wasn't in a very "up" mood at the moment either.

"Not much of a talker, huh?"
With another shrug from Luna, Mrs. Thompson gave a light laugh, "Well, come on, Hun, you don't want to be caught in the stampede when the boys get out here." With that, Luna was led into the cabin where footsteps seemed to come from every angle . A slight sinking feeling hit her stomach. What have I gotten myself into?


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Mikey had been sitting in the same spot for the last five hours, desperately trying to finish the project that was due by the end of the week. He was sitting on a small stool, staring at the dress he'd started and yet to make any progress on. So far all he had was a basic blue base. It was too boring, he needed something else, but he couldn't decide what it was. He was snapped out of his trance when he heard Rita calling for all the boys. Mike stood, deciding that a break might be in his best interest. He took only a second to look in the mirror and straightening his glasses and patting down his long sleeve shirt and jeans.

As he walked down the stairs he already saw R.D. carrying some bags, unable to help but groaning slightly at the thought of heavy lifting. Rather than picking up the rest of the bags like he knew he should do, he walked over to the new tenant. "Hey, new girl right?" Mike smiled glancing down to her clothes, analyzing for a moment, "What size are you? I have some nice clothes that might fit you after a few alterations, Rita could always wear them but honestly they might suit you a bit better. I mean you don't have to, but I do need the practice so If you ever want to I'd be happy to make you something." Mike blabbered on, practically all in the same breath, flushing slightly.