Name: Junsei Mitsukai
Sex: Male
Age: 9
Race: Angel
Physical Description: Small, frail and delicate body. He has really no arm strength, his ribs showing slightly. About 4,8" and 60lbs.
Clothing: A soft white coat, with white fur on the hood lining. He wears a pair of white jeans and black boots with another pink heart to match the ones under his eye and hip.
Eyes: Pale light blue, almost white.
Hair: White, looks like Near's off of Death Note. (He resembles him very much) though he
Accessories: Small, frail white wings that sprout out of his back at anytime he calls.
Markings (if you have any): A small pink heart shape underneath his left eye, another on his right hip.
Weapons: None, he doesn't fight.
Weakness: A scratch behind his ears.
Specialties/Powers: Ability to make any stranger smile and become his companion.
Other Abilities and or Skills: He falls in love easily.
Other Items: A small yoyo he keeps in his jean pocket.
Personality: Happy, bubbly, cherrishing, and loving.
History (more than mandatory): History: Junsei Mitsukai was always a small child, though with an enormous heart. He always lent a hand in his village. But one sad day, as he walked home from school, he went home, his father staring at him angerly. His father never appreciated Junsei, wanting him to be a stronger, male type. Though he was always delicate. This brought shame into his father's eyes. He murdered him that night.
Easily known, the sweet, innocent child was sent to heaven. Even there, he continued helping people out, even if it was a perfect place. A God bestowed him, sending to heaven to help more people out like before, lending him what ever time he needed. Just not to let anyone out on his identity, an angel, because he said that he wouldn’t want that kind of attention.
The small child was only 9 when he was sent out on his journey, choosing what ever city, continent, or country he wanted. He chose Tokyo, a nice city next to his own village. He’d never been there, so it would be a courageous task.
Currently, he’ll usually be sitting next to a wall, his eyes trailing the crowds of people rushing to and from work. He just sighs there, waiting for someone new.
Sample Rp Post (more than mandatory):Sunlight streamed onto the angelic child’s pale face. Clouds slowly pulled themselves together, leaking up into the orange horrizon. They appeared deep, navy blue until the sky swapped it’s color into a light blue. The clouds slowly began starting their usual, casual day of floating amongst the blue landscape.
Junsei Mitsukai’s eyelids fluttered open, the light piercing into his eyes. He let out a shreik, quickly shutting them.
“Wow, one bright morning,” He grimaced, letting his eyes half shut, moments going by as his eyes adjusted. His eyes then caught a stranger passing by, in his late teenage years he presumed. For some odd reason, he couldn’t stop watching him. He slowly pulled himself up, silently darting off after the boy.