Kazuya the Elf

RULE CHECK 1: Baron

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SEE MANA

MUSE

NAME: Kazuya

NICKNAME: Kazu; Aya; Zuzu; Yuya

BAND: L~Lotus~

AGE: 26

POSITION IN THE HIERARCHY: Slave

SPECIES: Elf

SEXUALITY: Gay

POSITION: Uke

APPEARANCE:
Kazuya is light skinned with piercing black eyes under a mop of shaggy black hair. He is tall and muscular, well defined. More so that most of his species would be. Over the years he's bulked out a bit altering his elf like appearance. He has full lips with a single peircing off to the right on his bottom lip.

Clothing wise, he has no real preference. He wears whatever he's told to. Though he does refuse dresses and skirts as much as he dares. If it becomes a neccesity, he WILL wear them though. It's not a personal distaste. He just prefers to keep the majority of his body hidden. He uses clothes to cover the scars that mark his body.

PERSONALITY: Kazuya is obedient and quiet. He's learned to not speak unless spoken too and only move when given a direct order to do something. He's hard working and diligent. Two qualities highly respected in his trade. He is also talented in many different areas. Song and dance, music, etc. His highest skill is that of sex.

Kazuya, unlike most elves, gets a sick satisfaction out of seeing others in pain or miserable. During his slavehood, he was slowly corrupted by the darkness around him, changing him from a pure elf to a dark elf. So he developed a sense of justice and self satisfaction whenever he sees someone as miserable as he is.

LIKES: nature and clouds

DISLIKES: being punished

STRENGTH: black nature magic

WEAKNESS: self loathing

HISTORY: Kazuya is a fairly young elf. Since most elves live to be hundreds or thousands of years old, at only 26 years, he is still a baby. This makes him much more susceptable to the influences around him. Like most elves, he was born in the woods. He spent the earliest years of his life there. Unfortunately, there wasn't many. He was taken from his home at only four years. Still basically a new born elf, he was placed in the slave market.

Kazuya was bought almost as soon as he was tagged in the market. At first people bought him to be a house boy. But like most children, he wanted his parents. He would cry and beg and do anything he could think of to try and convince his owners to let him return home. But he never got his wish. He was always sent back to the market. He was never there longer than two three days at most, someone always willing to buy him.

He was six the first time someone bought him for something other than household chores. He had refused to speak for almost three months after that. Continually, he was bought and returned. His mark was no longer that of a house boy but of a sex slave, even at such a young age. As to be expected, he fell into a depression. Not even nature could comfort him anymore. He couldn't hear the trees anymore, the animals didn't talk to him. His hair darkened to a jet black. His eyes darkened as well to an onyx. Darkness creeped inside him and he found himself turning his back on his own being. He'd been 10 when it finally took hold, turning into a dark elf. He no longer holds hope of returning to his home, of ever feeling at peace again.

The older he got, the more set in his beliefs he became. Even though he is still young, he refuses to hope or believe in anything. The only satisfaction or pleasure he gets is out of seeing others as tormented as he. Even if he's the one to hurt them. He distances himself from most everyone expecting the worst.

ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:

Kazuya sat quietly in his cell. He'd been returned a few days ago so he was waiting to be told he'd been bought. As if on cue, the keeper came back in only moments and called him out. Grabbing his yukata robe, he pulled it on and followed the keeper back out. He kept his eyes down as he was guided to his new owner.

He stopped in front of someone. Feeling a hand in his hair, he flinched ever so lightly as his head was yanked back for the other to inspect him. He did everything he could to keep from looking to the other. That only ever got him punched in the face or worse. He was lower than others and he knew his place.

Hearing a grunt of approval, he dropped his head once more when he was released. He felt the familiar jerking of the stores markers being removed from his bands. He waited til it ended before following the other out of the building. Yet another day in his life.

POWER: black nature magic, longevity

RULE CHECK 2: Giggleton