Tristan Aeol
Name: Tristan
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 160-170 lbs
Oddity: Albino
Sexuality: Hetero, though he's not actively looking for anyone
Romantic Interest: "Is it legal to be in love with your instrument?"
Nationality: American
Job: Used to work at a Radio Shack. Since moving to Japan, he is unemployed
Type of Singer: Tenor. He enjoys listening, performing and singing a wide variety of songs and pieces, though he doesn't like country, rap, or a lot of recent pop music (depends on his mood). He doesn't let foreign music stop him either, as he typically mimics the way the artist sings.
Instrument(s): Preferred: Mallet instruments (such as xylophone, marimba, vibraphone, etc). Close second is the piano. Most percussion instruments he is fairly adept at. Doesn't even want to learn other instruments, though he's fairly confident he could figure them out.
(A rare image of Tristan doing something other than scowling)
Appearance: Tristan is about 6 foot 3 and has a lanky build. He has long fingers, legs and arms, and a bit of a long face as well. He is partially albino, which gives him pale skin and white hair (this includes head hair and body hair, though his body hair is so thin it is rarely visible). His eyes are an ice-blue and large for his thin face, though they're typically half-lidded as he always looks bored or annoyed. The best way to look at him would be from the side, as his long pointed nose helps offset the rest of his facial features. while he typically keeps his feathery hair short, it always stuck up all over the place, and he is trying something new by growing it out somewhat. He usually dresses in layered shirts, with the long-sleeved shirt a sort of over-sized striped collared shirt and the short-sleeved just a regular t-shirt usually sponsoring some place. He wears jeans and a pair of converse. He is often seen with his 'portable' xylophone case (which he likes to point out isn't too portable since it is roughly the size of a medium-length piano keyboard) slung across his back.
Unknown to others, several scars decorate his back. He never disrobes in front of anyone, and never goes swimming either (though if pushed, he will don a shirt).
Personality: Tristan does not particularly like talking. This doesn't mean he won't (as he grew older he has grown to accept other's dependency on the spoken word) but he prefers not to when he can help it. He believes that speech is one of the lowest forms of communicating ideas, as everybody can do it and will say the most stupid things with it. As a result, he is largely quiet and tends to keep to himself. Although on the outside he might seem a quiet, sullen adult, on the inside, he is quite loud. Mentally he critiques the world for what it is, making silent sassy remarks about what he sees that annoys him. Although some may look down on him, Tristan tends to think himself as a little better than them. After all, they require speech to get their ideas heard. Tristan gets his ideas out through music. Tristan has no problem with ignoring others when he is uninterested or simply not in the mood. Although many try--especially his therapist--he feels that no one is capable of understanding him, and as far as he knows, that is perfectly all right. He has had to deal with much of his life alone, without help, and he sees no problem with carrying out the rest of his life in the same fashion. He is not above friends, but his coldness makes it difficult for him to secure any. He rarely ever smiles, with the only time he finds true happiness being when he performs or is alone. His teenage years have been a whirlwind of crazy, and he hasn't entirely matured from his biased views of the world. The only person he actually trusts is his therapist.
Although it would seem that he doesn't crave the spotlight and prefers solitary, subconsciously he strives to be noticed, for someone to help him and pull him out of the descending whirlpool that is sucking him down. He recognizes that he's only worsening, the move to Japan not helping in the slightest, but he does not want to actively seek help as he is afraid of rejection.
Likes: Playing his instruments. Singing (when he's alone or no one is paying attention to him). Dancing (again, only when he's alone). Being alone. Listening to music. People watching. Drinking. Songwriting.
Dislikes: Talking. Singing or dancing in front of people. Social Events. Going to school. Rats. Swimming pools and large bodies of water. Physical activity of any sort that isn't music-related. Reading. Elevators and other small spaces, especially if they're dark.
Fears: Rats. Drowning. His stepfather. Being unable to move for long periods of time. The dark.
Talents: Tristan is prodigal at the mallets, and very gifted at piano. These are the only two instruments he will willingly solo in front of a large audience with. He also has perfect pitch, and is capable of breaking down pieces by ear as he has very good audial memory. Although he is also fairly good at singing (for someone who has never had lessons) he doesn't like singing in front of people or for people (the only exception being if he's drunk). He is delving into songwriting, which he enjoys. He is also exceptionally phenomenal at ignoring people.
Flaws: For one, Tristan doesn't like talking, and will do everything in his power to avoid it. He can come off as rude and arrogant, the latter being a bit true, as he does see himself as better than most, at least musically. Most of this boils down to him being a very socially awkward human being. He is also very stubborn, and tends to think that he is right most of the time and will refuse to listen to advice if he disagrees with it. When he does talk, it is usually very blunt and/or sarcastic, tact being something he avoids.
Physically, he isn't the most fit, even though he is very thin, and running exhausts him, along with working out in general. His eyesight is also growing worse, though he refuses to let anyone know. He also gets sunburned easily, so he has to slather himself with strong sun-lotion to prevent that, and has to wear sunglasses on bright days to protect his eyes. He also suffers from asthma. Though not as bad as before, if his situation is too stressful or strenuous, he runs the risk of an attack.
In addition to his unwillingness to sing in front of people, he has no unique singing style. Instead, he tends to mimic the original singer, or, if a different rendition was done that he likes, he will mimic that. Because of this, he would be amazing at karaoke, but not so great on the stage as he would sound too much like one performer or another, rather than himself.
Hobbies: Listening to music, playing on his instruments, and watching people.
(I'm not even sure what's going on here...but it's evident he's not impressed)
Bio: Tristan is the product of a high school romance gone wrong. His father was a jock and his mother was a future English major. His biological father ditched his mother shortly after Tristan was born, and he was raised for the first two years by his mother and grandmother. That is, until his mother dumped him at an orphanage in nothing but his footie pajamas and a toy xylophone, and proceeded to drive drunkenly into a lamppost two months later. Things started going from bad to worse when he was seven. A strange man claiming to be his real father picked him up and raised him for the next six and a half years. Those years consisted of more abuse than anyone should have to deal with. Most of the abuse was sexual, though there was some physical and emotional abuse as well (the latter having to do with a couple pet rats that Tristan used to have...). Previously a happy, healthy boy with much to speak of, Tristan started going backwards, wetting himself in the bed and even during the daytime, and refusing to talk to anyone. Eventually someone at school decided to do something about it, and Tristan was finally liberated a few months before he turned 14. After a trial that landed his step-father behind bars for many many years, Tristan has been struggling to adjust. Moving from family to family, school to school, city to city, and now country to country, he constantly gets in trouble with bullies and teachers. His dislike for talking doesn't improve matters. His love for the xylophone is the only thing keeping him going, and he hopes to get into Juilliard. Although he did get into the prep school and studied there for a few years, he was unable to get into Juilliard via scholarship due to his low high school grades. At the suggestion of his therapist, Mrs. Reed, he has enrolled in Uta Academy in hopes of either a) breaking out on the Japanese scene or b) (and his preference) raising his grades in hopes of returning to Juilliard on scholarship.
Other: Tristan knows no Japanese, or any language other than English, although he can sing and listens to songs from all over the world. Although he doesn't talk much, he does have a temper, and with that he lashes out verbally.
Character Thoughts On Others:
Males
Sora Minami - Sleeps. Eats. Japa....nese? Strangely tall for an Asian. Bipolar. I hardly see him because he's sleeping all the time. Which is a good thing
Fate Sarutobi - Short. Anime...person....works at a....day...care...? Possibly gay. (not exactly going to investigate the matter). Also Japanese....I think....with a bizarre choice of first name...but keeps to himself and doesn't bug me.
Chihaya Ogiwara - Tiny zombie. Looks Asian, but has blonde hair...could be natural, could be dyed, hell if I know. Major Clutz. Weird....
Dameon Louis - Another shorty (then again, everyone is short to me). Irish. Ballad, guitar guy. Em....o....? Emo Irish....haha....a little too loud for my taste.
Tristan Aeol - Dude, that guy....don't even get me started. I hear he's mad genius at marimba though.
Nick O'Shields - He works here....but he's a student....but he has a gun.....but he can sing.....
Jun Katanami- Yet another Asian. Mr. Perfect. He annoys me for some reason. Not sure why. Then again, everyone annoys me, so I guess he's not that special.
Jack Caraway - Finally, a non-Asian! Loud, obnoxiously optimistic and flirty. Last name reminds me of seeds.
Robin Dumas- Frenchy. Another perfect pitch. Overly happy. Overly nice. Another Mr. Perfect. Did I mention he's French?
Alexander Rammis - Eyyyy, another albino! I think....also he doesn't talk either....hmm....is he a twin? I think he's too nervous to talk, though. A condition, not a choice.
Did I mention I don't actually talk to these people?
Wotamin Yori - Maskgirl. Aaaand we're back to Japanese. Like, how do you even say her name? Looks like Vitamin.
Saki Ai Yuuki - Shortest person I've met. She also has white hair, but I think it's dyed. Ten points to whoever guesses her nationality. Is she Japanese? Why yes, Tristan, she is. Where are my ten points? I lied. And going crazy. I'm not talking to you anymore....
Jayson Preston - I lied again. THIS is the shortest person I've ever met. She looks naturally blonde....but also somewhat Asian. Got a guy's name. Doesn't seem interactive, which is fine by me.
Anaรฏs Chevrier - Another Frenchy! With a name I can't even hope to pronounce (not like I'd be saying it anyways). Wayyyyyy too talkative. Sounds tired, but what she says gives her away. I heard she has ADHD. Also...kind of stupid. And unfiltered. I can tell she doesn't think before talking, because she never SHUTS UP.
Haruka Okada - After the French hiccup, we return to the Japanese! Weird hair style, but quiet.
Esmeralda Farcaley - WAYYYYYY too loud. Obnoxiously loud. Like, screams for no reason loud. Obviously British (you figure it out after 2 seconds of being in the same room with her, since she talks so much, and so LOUDly). Doesn't sit still, acts like a child, just...ugh. I think one time she tried to give me a lollipop? Who does that? I don't take candy from strangers. I have to avoid her or hope there are a lot of other people around, because otherwise I'm certain she would try to chat me up.
Miku Kuronomi - Japanese name for a not so Japanese looking girl. Sounds like a robot when she sings. Reminds me of Luna Lovegood. Harmless, but I'm still keeping my distance. I heard she had some sort of personality disorder?
Charlotte Hansen - Goes by Charlie. Australian? I dunno, definitely has an accent of some sort. Smart. Hair almost looks white if you look at it wrong.
Kaori Collins- Japanese first name, English last name, so I'm guessing both? Hey, I like to keep tabs on these things. Don't need to explain yourself to me, Tristan. I am you. Right...well, she's another one of those obnoxious, jumpy, loud, overly-friendly people. Weird eyes. I feel like if she and that other girl teamed up together and hunted me down, I'd be in some deep shit.
Name: Tristan
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 160-170 lbs
Oddity: Albino
Sexuality: Hetero, though he's not actively looking for anyone
Romantic Interest: "Is it legal to be in love with your instrument?"
Nationality: American
Job: Used to work at a Radio Shack. Since moving to Japan, he is unemployed
Type of Singer: Tenor. He enjoys listening, performing and singing a wide variety of songs and pieces, though he doesn't like country, rap, or a lot of recent pop music (depends on his mood). He doesn't let foreign music stop him either, as he typically mimics the way the artist sings.
Instrument(s): Preferred: Mallet instruments (such as xylophone, marimba, vibraphone, etc). Close second is the piano. Most percussion instruments he is fairly adept at. Doesn't even want to learn other instruments, though he's fairly confident he could figure them out.
(A rare image of Tristan doing something other than scowling)
Appearance: Tristan is about 6 foot 3 and has a lanky build. He has long fingers, legs and arms, and a bit of a long face as well. He is partially albino, which gives him pale skin and white hair (this includes head hair and body hair, though his body hair is so thin it is rarely visible). His eyes are an ice-blue and large for his thin face, though they're typically half-lidded as he always looks bored or annoyed. The best way to look at him would be from the side, as his long pointed nose helps offset the rest of his facial features. while he typically keeps his feathery hair short, it always stuck up all over the place, and he is trying something new by growing it out somewhat. He usually dresses in layered shirts, with the long-sleeved shirt a sort of over-sized striped collared shirt and the short-sleeved just a regular t-shirt usually sponsoring some place. He wears jeans and a pair of converse. He is often seen with his 'portable' xylophone case (which he likes to point out isn't too portable since it is roughly the size of a medium-length piano keyboard) slung across his back.
Unknown to others, several scars decorate his back. He never disrobes in front of anyone, and never goes swimming either (though if pushed, he will don a shirt).
Personality: Tristan does not particularly like talking. This doesn't mean he won't (as he grew older he has grown to accept other's dependency on the spoken word) but he prefers not to when he can help it. He believes that speech is one of the lowest forms of communicating ideas, as everybody can do it and will say the most stupid things with it. As a result, he is largely quiet and tends to keep to himself. Although on the outside he might seem a quiet, sullen adult, on the inside, he is quite loud. Mentally he critiques the world for what it is, making silent sassy remarks about what he sees that annoys him. Although some may look down on him, Tristan tends to think himself as a little better than them. After all, they require speech to get their ideas heard. Tristan gets his ideas out through music. Tristan has no problem with ignoring others when he is uninterested or simply not in the mood. Although many try--especially his therapist--he feels that no one is capable of understanding him, and as far as he knows, that is perfectly all right. He has had to deal with much of his life alone, without help, and he sees no problem with carrying out the rest of his life in the same fashion. He is not above friends, but his coldness makes it difficult for him to secure any. He rarely ever smiles, with the only time he finds true happiness being when he performs or is alone. His teenage years have been a whirlwind of crazy, and he hasn't entirely matured from his biased views of the world. The only person he actually trusts is his therapist.
Although it would seem that he doesn't crave the spotlight and prefers solitary, subconsciously he strives to be noticed, for someone to help him and pull him out of the descending whirlpool that is sucking him down. He recognizes that he's only worsening, the move to Japan not helping in the slightest, but he does not want to actively seek help as he is afraid of rejection.
Likes: Playing his instruments. Singing (when he's alone or no one is paying attention to him). Dancing (again, only when he's alone). Being alone. Listening to music. People watching. Drinking. Songwriting.
Dislikes: Talking. Singing or dancing in front of people. Social Events. Going to school. Rats. Swimming pools and large bodies of water. Physical activity of any sort that isn't music-related. Reading. Elevators and other small spaces, especially if they're dark.
Fears: Rats. Drowning. His stepfather. Being unable to move for long periods of time. The dark.
Talents: Tristan is prodigal at the mallets, and very gifted at piano. These are the only two instruments he will willingly solo in front of a large audience with. He also has perfect pitch, and is capable of breaking down pieces by ear as he has very good audial memory. Although he is also fairly good at singing (for someone who has never had lessons) he doesn't like singing in front of people or for people (the only exception being if he's drunk). He is delving into songwriting, which he enjoys. He is also exceptionally phenomenal at ignoring people.
Flaws: For one, Tristan doesn't like talking, and will do everything in his power to avoid it. He can come off as rude and arrogant, the latter being a bit true, as he does see himself as better than most, at least musically. Most of this boils down to him being a very socially awkward human being. He is also very stubborn, and tends to think that he is right most of the time and will refuse to listen to advice if he disagrees with it. When he does talk, it is usually very blunt and/or sarcastic, tact being something he avoids.
Physically, he isn't the most fit, even though he is very thin, and running exhausts him, along with working out in general. His eyesight is also growing worse, though he refuses to let anyone know. He also gets sunburned easily, so he has to slather himself with strong sun-lotion to prevent that, and has to wear sunglasses on bright days to protect his eyes. He also suffers from asthma. Though not as bad as before, if his situation is too stressful or strenuous, he runs the risk of an attack.
In addition to his unwillingness to sing in front of people, he has no unique singing style. Instead, he tends to mimic the original singer, or, if a different rendition was done that he likes, he will mimic that. Because of this, he would be amazing at karaoke, but not so great on the stage as he would sound too much like one performer or another, rather than himself.
Hobbies: Listening to music, playing on his instruments, and watching people.
(I'm not even sure what's going on here...but it's evident he's not impressed)
Bio: Tristan is the product of a high school romance gone wrong. His father was a jock and his mother was a future English major. His biological father ditched his mother shortly after Tristan was born, and he was raised for the first two years by his mother and grandmother. That is, until his mother dumped him at an orphanage in nothing but his footie pajamas and a toy xylophone, and proceeded to drive drunkenly into a lamppost two months later. Things started going from bad to worse when he was seven. A strange man claiming to be his real father picked him up and raised him for the next six and a half years. Those years consisted of more abuse than anyone should have to deal with. Most of the abuse was sexual, though there was some physical and emotional abuse as well (the latter having to do with a couple pet rats that Tristan used to have...). Previously a happy, healthy boy with much to speak of, Tristan started going backwards, wetting himself in the bed and even during the daytime, and refusing to talk to anyone. Eventually someone at school decided to do something about it, and Tristan was finally liberated a few months before he turned 14. After a trial that landed his step-father behind bars for many many years, Tristan has been struggling to adjust. Moving from family to family, school to school, city to city, and now country to country, he constantly gets in trouble with bullies and teachers. His dislike for talking doesn't improve matters. His love for the xylophone is the only thing keeping him going, and he hopes to get into Juilliard. Although he did get into the prep school and studied there for a few years, he was unable to get into Juilliard via scholarship due to his low high school grades. At the suggestion of his therapist, Mrs. Reed, he has enrolled in Uta Academy in hopes of either a) breaking out on the Japanese scene or b) (and his preference) raising his grades in hopes of returning to Juilliard on scholarship.
Other: Tristan knows no Japanese, or any language other than English, although he can sing and listens to songs from all over the world. Although he doesn't talk much, he does have a temper, and with that he lashes out verbally.
Character Thoughts On Others:
Males
Sora Minami - Sleeps. Eats. Japa....nese? Strangely tall for an Asian. Bipolar. I hardly see him because he's sleeping all the time. Which is a good thing
Fate Sarutobi - Short. Anime...person....works at a....day...care...? Possibly gay. (not exactly going to investigate the matter). Also Japanese....I think....with a bizarre choice of first name...but keeps to himself and doesn't bug me.
Chihaya Ogiwara - Tiny zombie. Looks Asian, but has blonde hair...could be natural, could be dyed, hell if I know. Major Clutz. Weird....
Dameon Louis - Another shorty (then again, everyone is short to me). Irish. Ballad, guitar guy. Em....o....? Emo Irish....haha....a little too loud for my taste.
Tristan Aeol - Dude, that guy....don't even get me started. I hear he's mad genius at marimba though.
Nick O'Shields - He works here....but he's a student....but he has a gun.....but he can sing.....
Jun Katanami- Yet another Asian. Mr. Perfect. He annoys me for some reason. Not sure why. Then again, everyone annoys me, so I guess he's not that special.
Jack Caraway - Finally, a non-Asian! Loud, obnoxiously optimistic and flirty. Last name reminds me of seeds.
Robin Dumas- Frenchy. Another perfect pitch. Overly happy. Overly nice. Another Mr. Perfect. Did I mention he's French?
Alexander Rammis - Eyyyy, another albino! I think....also he doesn't talk either....hmm....is he a twin? I think he's too nervous to talk, though. A condition, not a choice.
Did I mention I don't actually talk to these people?
Wotamin Yori - Maskgirl. Aaaand we're back to Japanese. Like, how do you even say her name? Looks like Vitamin.
Saki Ai Yuuki - Shortest person I've met. She also has white hair, but I think it's dyed. Ten points to whoever guesses her nationality. Is she Japanese? Why yes, Tristan, she is. Where are my ten points? I lied. And going crazy. I'm not talking to you anymore....
Jayson Preston - I lied again. THIS is the shortest person I've ever met. She looks naturally blonde....but also somewhat Asian. Got a guy's name. Doesn't seem interactive, which is fine by me.
Anaรฏs Chevrier - Another Frenchy! With a name I can't even hope to pronounce (not like I'd be saying it anyways). Wayyyyyy too talkative. Sounds tired, but what she says gives her away. I heard she has ADHD. Also...kind of stupid. And unfiltered. I can tell she doesn't think before talking, because she never SHUTS UP.
Haruka Okada - After the French hiccup, we return to the Japanese! Weird hair style, but quiet.
Esmeralda Farcaley - WAYYYYYY too loud. Obnoxiously loud. Like, screams for no reason loud. Obviously British (you figure it out after 2 seconds of being in the same room with her, since she talks so much, and so LOUDly). Doesn't sit still, acts like a child, just...ugh. I think one time she tried to give me a lollipop? Who does that? I don't take candy from strangers. I have to avoid her or hope there are a lot of other people around, because otherwise I'm certain she would try to chat me up.
Miku Kuronomi - Japanese name for a not so Japanese looking girl. Sounds like a robot when she sings. Reminds me of Luna Lovegood. Harmless, but I'm still keeping my distance. I heard she had some sort of personality disorder?
Charlotte Hansen - Goes by Charlie. Australian? I dunno, definitely has an accent of some sort. Smart. Hair almost looks white if you look at it wrong.
Kaori Collins- Japanese first name, English last name, so I'm guessing both? Hey, I like to keep tabs on these things. Don't need to explain yourself to me, Tristan. I am you. Right...well, she's another one of those obnoxious, jumpy, loud, overly-friendly people. Weird eyes. I feel like if she and that other girl teamed up together and hunted me down, I'd be in some deep shit.
Sample of Voice/Instrument:
This is probably similar to his voice range and sound.
Blame It On The Girls-MIKA
Another song he would enjoy singing. Although he's not Scottish, he would still mimic the accent and voice quality.
500 Miles-The Proclaimers
Yet another song he would enjoy singing.
She's So Mean-Matchbox Twenty
Example of a French song he would sing.
Elle Me Dit-MIKA
He's not limited to male only songs, either. He'll sing female songs as well.
Zombie-The Cranberries
Example of something he would be able to play on Marimba
Transformation of Pachelbel's Canon-Nanae Mimura[/center]
