Name:
"Why does it even matter?" He said, nose scrunched up as he stared at you.
Michaela Ivy Tsakuyo
Nickname(s):
"I hate nicknames. Especially if they come from your mouth!"
Prefers to be called Michael. If you become super close to him though, he will let you call him Mika.
Gender:
"... Just leave me alone."
He's a transgender female to male trans. Therefore, he's now male. Though he's also genderfluid, but leans more towards the male side. Preferred pronouns are he, him, his and if he's female, she, her, hers
Sexuality:
"I'm straight, NOT-!"
Pansexual
Age:
"I'm obviously six years old, idiot."
He's 17
Birthday:
"Why are you asking so much personal stuff? Have you been sent by Mitch?! GET OUT!"
December 14th
Height:
"I am NOT short! I am only vertically challenged, and I have small bones!!!"
He's 5'3"
Weight:
"Why are you even still here? Go away."
79 lbs.
Hair Color/Texture:
"Do you have eyes? Use them," He grumbled, crossing his arms.
It's a light, sort of dusty blue. It can get really tangled and it's very coarse.
Eye Color:
"My residential tech dork says I have something like centro heterosexual sh*t or something."
He has central heterochromia. His left eye is a ruby red, navy blue outlining the pupil. His right eye constantly flashes between silver and gold, a light pink outlining the pupil.
Ethnicity:
Michael finally smiles wickedly, holding up two fingers near his face with a smirk. "TOKYONIAN FOR LIFE- H*LL YEAH!"
He's Japanese, despite the American first name and middle name.
Species:
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Yaoi Roleplay
Fiction généraleThis is basically yaoi roleplay. I'll try my best to have a nice balance between semes, ukes, and sekes!
