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18 / Male / Bi / King♠︎

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My Self-Summary

(Weiss Schnee wrote all of this, and literally none of it is accurate. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I'm too lazy to change it, though. It's good for a laugh, I guess! I'm just a regular guy, thanks.)

Yo! My name's Kazuya Minegishi. I'm just your average boy... or so I thought! As it turns out, my world has a demon infestation problem, and guess who got roped into taking care of it? That's right. It's your boy.

Don't get me wrong-- I'm no hero. I'd rather be listening to cool music on my MP3 player than summoning demons. But hey, when the fate of the world and my friends is on the line, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do.

Pretty cool, right? I'm so cool. I've since ascended to the throne and become the King of Demons. All the demons in the world now bow to me. I may look like a lanky boy, but I've got so much power and hunger for human souls.

My Future Plans

To rise up the ranks, of course! I currently live in the worst room possible, and it is my goal to take me and my friends to the top.

My Talents

Yo, they call me the King of Rap, the polymath prodigy,
Got skills so diverse, I'm a one-man symphony.
Chess boards tremble at my touch, kings bow to my gambits,
Checkmate in five, your intellect scattered in fragments.
But strategy ain't the only language I speak,
Fifty tongues on lock, conversation unique.
Mandarin to Maori, Farsi to French, I flow,
Every syllable a weapon, watch the knowledge overthrow.

Books devour me whole, knowledge my fuel,
IQ off the charts, Einstein eat your drool.
Philosophy dissected, science on my tongue,
History dances with future, a symphony unsung.
But don't mistake me for a brainiac in a gown,
My skills ain't confined to academia's crown.
Kitchen's my canvas, flames my brush, I paint,
Flavors explode, palates sing, no culinary complaint.
And when the chaos reigns, I'm the hurricane's eye,
Dust bunnies tremble, grime surrenders with a sigh.

This ain't just brag, it's a testament to life,
Each talent a facet, cutting through the strife.
Mind sharp as a rapier, words sharper than knives,
My bite ain't for aggression, it's wisdom that thrives.
So come one, come all, test the multi-faceted skill,
Board games or Babel, I'll conquer with will.
Renaissance Rap ain't a title, it's a soul unbound,
Where knowledge and passion in a masterpiece are found.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Forget books, music, and food. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!!!!!

Buckle up, because you're about to witness the wildest flight of your life - a honey-soaked, pollen-powered fever dream where bees sue humans for stealing their syrup! Imagine this: a world buzzing with disgruntled pollinators, led by a rogue honeybee with a taste for jazz and a bone to pick with Big Sugar. Picture him, wings slicked back with rebellious swagger, delivering courtroom diatribes against greedy humans harvesting their golden nectar.

Get ready for courtroom antics that would make a hornet laugh, with witness stands overflowing with jittery bumblebees and nervous ants. See bees in disguise infiltrate honey factories, unleashing chaos with pollen bombs and sticky sabotage. Witness epic courtroom showdowns, where the fate of a jar of honey hangs in the balance, and one sassy bee's rap skills hold the key to unlocking freedom for his buzzing brethren. So grab your pollen basket and prepare for a cinematic trip so bonkers, it'll leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about honey... and jazz.

My Ideal Partner

She is the winter's whisper, a breath of cool defiance in a world ablaze. Her beauty is sculpted ice, sharp angles softened by the ghost of a smile. Her eyes, the color of a glacier's heart, hold depths both chilling and captivating, promising untold stories etched in frost.

Her strength isn't the blaring anthem of a warrior, but the quiet hum of resilience, a willow that bends but never breaks. Her mind, a labyrinth of icy intellect, houses a cunning that outmaneuvers the mightiest storms. Yet, beneath the glacial facade lies a hidden well of empathy, a warmth that thaws frozen hearts with the gentle grace of a spring thaw.

She is a paradox, a symphony of contradictions played on the strings of fate. A creature of both elegance and grit, where icy brilliance dances with the raw power of a blizzard. She is the woman who walks through fire, not unscathed, but ever more resplendent for the kiss of the flames.

She is, quite simply, unforgettable. And though the world may try to confine her, to label her as fragile or cold, she will forever be the untamed spirit, the whisper of winter that carves its own path through the storm.

Though, I suppose anyone with similar traits will do. I'm very easy!

Height 6 feet Body Type Sexy and muscular 💪 rawr Smokes Smokes DEMONIC ENERGY Drinks water Drugs Just the ones in the food here Sign demons don't have birthdays Education Smart Occupation The King of Demons Income A lot Children NONE Pets The fifty million demons under my command Hobbies Writing poems, reading books, listening to music, playing video games

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

Wine. I'm very classy.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

No one would want to choose either of these choices

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Hot showers with others ;)

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

Breasts in my hands and my penis in someone's ass

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

None

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Winter

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Leather. I'm a very, very bad demon!!!

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

The one where there's biting ;)

Personality Type
ESTP-A

ENERGY

52%

EXTRAVERTED

MIND

66%

OBSERVANT

NATURE

61%

THINKING

TACTICS

58%

PROSPECTING

IDENTITY

68%

ASSERTIVE

personality test. art credit.

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Comments

[survivaltricks]

[. . . khhh he wants to find out for himself so badddd, but that's a problem for future Akira!!]

as much fun as it'd be to kick your ass, i'd rather do it on even playing ground. we can grab our crepes and hang out somewhere else if the arcade isn't your scene.

[the resort is vast! there are many things to do]

[belheir]

I never said it wasn't my scene. Just that I prefer to watch other people play games.

Especially if I have a crepe in hand.

[survivaltricks]

are you a "food comes first" kind of guy?

[belheir]

Depends on the food. I'd prefer to do things without sticky hands from desserts and sweets first.

[survivaltricks]

fair enough.

[though in that case. . .]

what about dancing games?

[belheir]

... I'm afraid I might accidentally blow something up...

[ Oh, dance based magic that he hasn't used in awhile.... He kind of missed you. ]

[survivaltricks]

[. . .]

that's one way to make things more exciting

[belheir]

And an easy way to make my suit flare up.

Maybe skip the dancing, for now? Like I said, I'm perfectly happy to watch?

[survivaltricks]

[hmmm yeah that wouldn't make for a good date at all. but also, nts: ask what the fuck is up with that sometime!]

all right. if it works for you, then it works for me.

[so long as they get to hang out together, Akira isn't picky about what they do!! company in and of itself is nice enough]

[belheir]

I'll see you there, then! I'm looking forward to it.

[No, really. He'll be right at that designated spot. A little earlier, but that's because he can teleport, so it's not like he has to spend time walking places.]

[survivaltricks]

[KAZUYA IS SO PUNCTUAL. . . early he may be, but he still doesn't beat Akira, who has been there for at least half an hour already. it was his invitation, after all; it's only polite if he is perfectly on time! and besides that, there was one tiiiiiny little thing he needed time to prepare beforehand. . .]

[Akira is leaning his hip against the crepe stand, watched pulled up as he pokes at it idly, by the time Kazuya pops into existence next to him. the stunt is so sudden that Akira nearly jumps out of his shoes, a tiny, surprised yelp tumbling from his lips]

Warn a guy before you do that??

i lost this.... oops

[belheir]

And miss out on the expression people make when I appear next to them? Absolutely not.

[He says, looping an arm around his shoulders.]

Besides, I like to surprise my dates a little. Keeps 'em on their toes.

noooo i hate it when that happens!1

[survivaltricks]

[IMMEDIATELY]

Menace.

[there's no heat behind that word, though. if anything, it sounds thoroughly entertained]

What would you have done if I had passed out on the spot, huh? Maybe my constitution is very fragile.

[it's not]

its either bc i dont mark it on my phone, or im on my computer and my mouse double clicks...

[belheir]

I'd have caught you, and then convinced everyone around that I was so charming that you swooned so hard and fainted.

[ Not that Akira has ever come across to him as someone with a fragile constitution... ]

I tag from my email so for me it's like OOPS I HIT DELETE. . .

[survivaltricks]

Oooh. Very smooth, Mister Casanova.

[also, he dips his hands into his pockets, rustling around for something inside]

Anyway, close your eyes. I've got something for you.

powerful....

[belheir]

Oh? Some laced chocolate to start our date and put me in the mood, perhaps?

[He's teasing. He doesn't think that Akira would knowingly drug him. Instead, he lets him go and closes his eyes as commanded.]

You're in luck. You know I enjoy horribly sweet things.

[survivaltricks]

That's for me to know and you to find out.

[no, he would never. . . the only reason he doesn't fervently deny the accusation is because he is pretty sure Kazuya already knows this about him. consensual use of mood-setting drugs only!!]

[either way, he grabs one of Kazuya's hands, flipping it around so his palm is facing upwards, and. . . plopping something soft and plush right on top]

All right. You can open them now.

[and sitting in Kazuya's hand is an awfully cute semi-personified stuffed hamburger. it has big glassy eyes and everything!!]

[it is 100% one of the toys that can be won in the arcade's crane games. they didn't have Jack Frost so this one will have to do]

[belheir]

Oh!

[Is the first reaction he has when he opens his eyes and sees the plush hamburger, sitting so cutely in his hands. It's soft to the touch, and makes him want to hug it.

So he does, laughing the entire time.]

I don't think anyone has ever actually gotten me a gift here like this.

[Not something tangible, not something innocent. He likes it.]

I'll have to return the favour...

[survivaltricks]

[aw. . . well, heck. somehow, Akira hadn't expected a response nearly as genuine as that one. he kicks his toes against the ground, slightly sheepish, as his grin widens from cheek to cheek]

Nah. It's a gift, so there's nothing to repay.

Just give it a cute name and I'll be happy.

[belheir]

Maybe I wanna get yo a gift too. I didn't get a chance to do it before, so I have to make up for it now.

[Now comes the part where he's unsure if he wants to keep the toy with them as they walk (as cute as that'd be), or send it to his room for safekeeping on the shelf immediately... Maybe he'll cart it around for just a little bit.]

Burger-chan.

[It's dumb. It's silly. And yet he can't help himself...]

[survivaltricks]

. . . oh. Well. That's okay, then. So long as it isn't repayment.

[he says with a satisfied nod. gifts do not need repayment, they come from the heart! at least, that's what he believes]

[ALSO. . . BURGER-CHAN. . . AKIRA IS SO CHARMED]

[solemnly]

Welcome to the world, Burger-chan. And now we celebrate your birth. . . with crepes.

[time to get into the crepe line!!]

every time i see my phone typos i want to die

[belheir]

Crepes do sound pretty good right now.

[He hasn't eaten yet! ... He doesn't really need to eat food food to begin with! But he does. Because he likes to pretend to be people. Shh.

Anyway, he'll follow Akira into the crepe line.

And the line parts like the red sea when a King shows up, people immediately clamouring to have Kazuya take their spot.

Can't go fucking anywhere without a scene, sorry, Akira.]

Ah...

me every time i miss a typo in my tags sobs

[survivaltricks]

[HELP. . . this time he doesn't seem too bothered by it, though.]

Ah. Your royal status pays off again.

[for. . . only Kazuya. because as Akira attempts to follow his companion to the front of the line, someone snags him by the back of the collar to stop him. Hey! No cutting!!]

Hn? But I'm with him--

[let him buy a guy a crepe!1]

im always amazed the mods let me in when my typos are everywhere.... i have not improved

[belheir]

Ah, he's with me!

[ Hold on, hold on! Kazuya is going to move back to grab Akira, by his hand to bring him along to the front of the line... Look at them! They're so cute!

People hate Akira because he gets to hold hands with a King.... Some even make hex symbols at him. Crazy. At least, they do until Kazuya chides them. ]

Be nice! He's my partner for this afternoon.

SHAKES HANDS, sometimes fingers just hit keys we don't want them to hit!!

[survivaltricks]

[ah, yes. this is familiar. Akira lets out a small snort as Kazuya tugs him to the front of the line, tone wry. but he accepts the save gratefully, giving the hand tucked in his a small squeeze]

Aha. . . it feels just like home.

[sans the hex symbols. nobody at Shujin did that to him]