Young, Fall Sullivan

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fall sullivan young.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. Fall Sullivan Young
stage name. Fall Young
nicknames. Fall, Sulli
age & dob. Twenty-seven & May Thirty-first
gender. Male
sexual orientation. Gay
career. TV/Film actor
hometown. LA


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 6'2"
eyes. Dark Brown
hair. Black
build. Androgynous
distinguishing features. Tattoos: Kanji for the seven deadly sins mixed between his sides and chest; Piercings: Left eyebrow, both ears, tongue, snake bites, right nipple
play-by. Ryuichi Ai


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. - Experimenting
- Liquor
- Condoms
- Sweets
- New Things
- Getting his way
- Being lazy
- Excitement
- Adrenaline
- Body modifications
- Cigarettes
- No commitments
hates. - Having to do something he doesn't want to
- Being turned down
- Having to wait
- Clingy people
- Not getting his way
quirks. - Flirts with everyone
- Embodiment of the seven deadly sins
- Trouble expressing emotions
- Would rather have a fling then actually date
aspirations. - To have a lasting relationship (and maybe a family)
- To make something of himself
- Find his birth parents
secrets. - Afraid of commitment
- Is gay (not much of a secret but he doesn't go around telling everyone that women do nothing for him)
personality evaluated. Some may wonder why he chose the job that he did when he didn't show any real interest in it. But how was he supposed to act? Absolutely thrilled to sit with the crazies all day long? Actually he'd rather flirt with those that he worked around instead of doing actual work. But even with his laid back demeanor he somehow managed to get his job done. And in a mighty fine fashion at that. So while he didn't outwardly appear to care for his job it just wasn't so. He liked what he did and was pretty good at it. But he didn't like to be troubled so he just took a laid back way of dealing with things.

He could be said to be something of a bad boy, or perhaps a heart breaker would be a better suited term, since he is likely to flirt with any one and every one. It was just in his nature. Just the natural way that he spoke. Actually most times he didn't realize that he was doing it. So of course this has caused him some trouble from time to time. He had tried to curb it but it just doesn't work that way. Actually if he wasn't flirting with you then you were probably on his bad side. Then again he might just flirt anyways to try to get a rise out of you.

The tattoos along his sides are the perfect choice for him. He embodies each and every one of the sins to some degree. Lust, for the way that he unwittingly flirts with everyone. Gluttony, for the way that he enjoys sweets. Greed, for the way that he craves attention. Sloth, for the laid back way of dealing with things. Wrath, for the way that a few choice words could bring him to temper. Envy, for the way that others are open with their emotions. Pride, for the way that he cherishes his looks and refuses help.

But underneath this all he is quite vulnerable. He has been burned in relationships so many times before that he no longer takes them serious. He doesn't want to risk falling in love again just to have his heart broken again. He would rather have a quick fling than anything lasting. At least that is what he keeps on telling himself.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. Unknown
mother. Unknown
siblings. Unknown
pets. None
other family. Foster home plus a few foster families
history evaluated. He had parents. He had a bunch of parents. Probably more parents than anyone else has had. Pretty special, huh? He could remember most of them if he wanted to. But not his biological ones. He doesn't have a single memory of them. But his first foster set he can remember in clear detail. He was their sweet and cherished little boy. He'd had a happy life. Had even been spoiled with a trust fund set up for him. He had been taken in by the family because they couldn't have kids of their own and Fall was young enough to be molded properly. But it didn't last. Not when the couple had their miracle baby. Fall wasn't really theirs so they didn't really need them. He got stripped of everything when his baby brother was born. His parents needed to devote all of their time and attention into their miracle baby and not some orphan.

Since then Fall was bounced around foster homes. At times it could probably be related to being his fault. Most of the time not. At least not until he got old enough to really cause trouble. By that time he was used to bouncing around and so he didn't care about being a good little boy anymore. But maybe he shouldn't have started toying around with his brothers either. The little rats told on him and got him kicked out. Or there was the one time that their sister had walked in on them. Such a little bitch she was. Just because Fall liked it better when his brother would suck his dick instead of his sister. She just couldn't do it right. He would have fallen asleep before she ever got him aroused. Perhaps it was at that point that he had really started his attraction for the male gender and figured out that females just didn't do it for him?

Oh, and there was this one family after Fall had hit puberty where the guy thought that Fall was sleeping with his wife. Yeah right, the woman was sleeping with her children alright but it hadn't been him. It was the sister that needed to be looked towards. So it was safe to say that he didn't last in that house either. And by that time he had a rep as being a delinquent so it was hard to get him placed with anyone. But by that point he couldn't care anymore. He had even dropped out of school. What was the point of trying anymore? Being bounced about kept on putting him in different districts which meant different schools. He was just so far behind that he didn't bother to try and keep up anymore. He knew enough to get by on. What was he going to use algebra for anyways?

Even with all of the moving around he always remained in or near LA. He was born and raised in the area. It explains the reason that he doesn't have the accent despite his Asian looks. It was something that threw many off. Especially since he doesn't speak too much about his past. Mostly saying that he lived here and there. Others always seemed to interpret that to mean all over the world instead of all over the city. Actually he had never been away from LA.

So along with bouncing about between homes he did a number of odd jobs as well. Since he couldn't keep the same address it became hard to keep the same job. At least until he stumbled upon something. The people never checked out to see if you really lived at the address that you gave. Once he figured this out he just gave a fake address in order to get a job. He liked having money in his pocket. To get that he had to work. And work he did. So despite his rocky beginnings he is now doing pretty well for himself. He had started out just doing some simple set construction behind the scenes before he was pulled in front of the camera. It had been a small Indie thing but according to the director he just had the look. Since then he has bounced around between parts and roles,ta king on whatever he could.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. Fall
years of rp experience. 12 to 13 years
other characters. None
how did you find us. Affiliate
roleplay sample.

Kurai didn't keep anything more than what he needed. Just look at his staff. There were only a bare few to be found. Just a few advisers and some guards. The castle wasn't a bustling place of activity. Instead the atmosphere was more of a relaxed and lazy one. Or actually the place seemed kind of dead to find hallways nearly always empty. But the King simply liked the quiet and the solitude that he got from having a nearly empty home. He only had a few that he had to keep track of. Only a few the he had to worry about trying to mess things up. And with those few he could pinpoint the one that was causing trouble. And upon doing so he could get rid of them. And it was as simple as that. At least to him. He didn't need a lot and it was obvious.

The drugs weren't really because of the frequent changing of skins any longer. It was because he had been a morphine addict in life and now in death that man made drug wasn't enough for him any longer. He needed something stronger to get the effects that he so adored. The effects that had gotten him addicted in the first place. That numbing feeling that allowed him to feel impervious and endure things that normal people never could. That feeling of power. That feeling of being able to do anything that he wanted and no one could stop him. That was what he wanted to regain. It wasn't enough to be King and knowing they had to listen. He wanted that surge coursing through his body, through his veins.

As for the bodies, dead or alive it didn't matter. The only thing that he was concerned with was that the flesh was soft and beautiful. Even though he had bodies brought in to him that didn't mean that he had forgotten how to hunt and kill. Such were as delicate an art as skinning a body was. And honestly he had no qualms with skinning someone alive. It left the skin fresher and more pliable that way. And with them alive he could take his time in skinning the body instead of rushing through it with an already deceased body. With them still being alive he didn't have to worry about preservation. So either way had advantages, or so it could be supposed.

As the chain was held out towards him all he did was to hold out his hand to accept it. He didn't bother to actually approach to receive it. The other would have to come to him if he really wanted the King to have it. "Or you could just come at a scheduled time. A certain day and time could be set aside for you to be here with a new batch." Which would mean less effort on Kurai's part. So of course he would vouch for the lazy way. Not that it would really take too much effort to get into contact with the Noble. But still it was more effort than the King was looking to put forth. He kept appointments better than he contacted someone.

"Just make it fit with the seasons. A thicker one for the colder seasons and a lighter one for the warmer seasons." To him it was simple logic. Coats were worn when it was colder because they were thicker. To him, skins fell within the same category. You wore what went with the weather. And while he changed most of his skins often there were still a few patches that were entirely original and very well preserved. "Eat it of course. No point in letting it entirely go to waste. You are welcome to join me." It wasn't as if he could eat it all himself anyways. Or he could but he wasn't about to try. He didn't plan on gorging himself and losing his figure, not that such a thing was really possible. Still, it was the reason he gave himself not to overindulge.

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