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Created on 2008-06-03 04:07:35 (#15765245), last updated 2008-06-15
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Basic Info| Name: | 777_lead_singer |
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| Location: | Japan |
BioWell, not much for me to say here. I'm in a band called Dëf March with my buddies Tenho and BJ. Weird stuff is going on in Shibuya, and I want to find out what....
Name: 777
Age: old enough but still young (I'll give you a hint, between 18-25 )
Gender: Male
Appearance: I'm a fairly tall young man, and I have brown eyes and my hair is bleached blonde and spiked, because chicks dig the spikes.
Personality: Laid back and playful, flirting comes more naturally then breathing for me. Despite my playfulness I have an honor code that’s set in stone and a serious side that will emerge if the need should arise. I’d give his life for his band mates Tenho and BJ. Loyal, playful and easy going sum me up.
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History: The past two months had been odd to say the least for the former reaper. It’s best to start where it began to get really odd. He had woken up in A-East with his back killing him, blood slowly pooling around him. It took a good month to recover, his band mates worrying over him. He continued asked BJ and Tenho what had happened, why did it feel like something had ripped his back to shreds? Neither of them would give a straight answer. Tenho tened to talk about it more, he mentioned ‘the game’ to BJ several times. 777 in the mean time was having strange dreams of killing people with strange, animal like monsters. Noise was the name his mind automatically gave them. Finally, one day as he chatted to BJ and Tenho about concert plans, he asked, “What’s a noise?” BJ grinned behind his bandana, “Well, we make a lot of it 777, ya see, its vibrations running through the air-“ 777 cut him off, “No, I mean…the monsters,” Tenho pinched the bridge of his nose, “so you do member?” 777 shrugged, “some, not all. It’s patchy,” There was a silent agreement between all the members that the other two would fill in 777 as best they could. After his release from the hospital (and almost being sent back by rabid fans) more memories came back to 777 as he roamed around Shibuya, the sights, the sounds.
So, how am I live? You said this…Konichi-“ Tenho cut him off,
“Konishi,”
“Ya whatever, she killed me. Then I was brought back to life by some unknown force?”
Bj nodded, “that about sums it up,” 777 nodded, ignoring the group of youths they passed, deep in thought.
He work one night almost a month later with the feeling something was wrong with all of Shibuya. The discord rattled his bones, like two notes almost in harmony, but still out of tune enough to grate on your nerves. He started to reach for his cell, but pulled his hand back. No, they would already know, Tenho and BJ, they were still these Reapers, right? They were a lot more in tune with Shibuya and its rhymes then him. He sat, staring out the window, taking in the unseasonal rain; even nature recognized someone had thrown a wrench in his homes workings.
damn…I wish I could do something,,” He muttered to himself. He hadn’t attempted to use any of his reapers ability’s; he just knew he couldn’t use them. Yet some strange ominous feeling told him he might be needing them soon.
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Name: 777
Age: old enough but still young (I'll give you a hint, between 18-25 )
Gender: Male
Appearance: I'm a fairly tall young man, and I have brown eyes and my hair is bleached blonde and spiked, because chicks dig the spikes.
Personality: Laid back and playful, flirting comes more naturally then breathing for me. Despite my playfulness I have an honor code that’s set in stone and a serious side that will emerge if the need should arise. I’d give his life for his band mates Tenho and BJ. Loyal, playful and easy going sum me up.
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History: The past two months had been odd to say the least for the former reaper. It’s best to start where it began to get really odd. He had woken up in A-East with his back killing him, blood slowly pooling around him. It took a good month to recover, his band mates worrying over him. He continued asked BJ and Tenho what had happened, why did it feel like something had ripped his back to shreds? Neither of them would give a straight answer. Tenho tened to talk about it more, he mentioned ‘the game’ to BJ several times. 777 in the mean time was having strange dreams of killing people with strange, animal like monsters. Noise was the name his mind automatically gave them. Finally, one day as he chatted to BJ and Tenho about concert plans, he asked, “What’s a noise?” BJ grinned behind his bandana, “Well, we make a lot of it 777, ya see, its vibrations running through the air-“ 777 cut him off, “No, I mean…the monsters,” Tenho pinched the bridge of his nose, “so you do member?” 777 shrugged, “some, not all. It’s patchy,” There was a silent agreement between all the members that the other two would fill in 777 as best they could. After his release from the hospital (and almost being sent back by rabid fans) more memories came back to 777 as he roamed around Shibuya, the sights, the sounds.
So, how am I live? You said this…Konichi-“ Tenho cut him off,
“Konishi,”
“Ya whatever, she killed me. Then I was brought back to life by some unknown force?”
Bj nodded, “that about sums it up,” 777 nodded, ignoring the group of youths they passed, deep in thought.
He work one night almost a month later with the feeling something was wrong with all of Shibuya. The discord rattled his bones, like two notes almost in harmony, but still out of tune enough to grate on your nerves. He started to reach for his cell, but pulled his hand back. No, they would already know, Tenho and BJ, they were still these Reapers, right? They were a lot more in tune with Shibuya and its rhymes then him. He sat, staring out the window, taking in the unseasonal rain; even nature recognized someone had thrown a wrench in his homes workings.
damn…I wish I could do something,,” He muttered to himself. He hadn’t attempted to use any of his reapers ability’s; he just knew he couldn’t use them. Yet some strange ominous feeling told him he might be needing them soon.
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