Post by Sangsue on Dec 11, 2008 21:20:22 GMT -8
Name: Hiroshi A. Kurai
Age: 10
Birthday: December 3
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Crest: Innocence
Instrument: Clarinet
His favrotie song to play: Hymn of the Fayth & To Zanarkand
Personality: Hiroshi is a very kind follower, especially of his brother. He can be tad annoying at most times because he seems to always want to be in whatever is going on. Being a very attention needy person, unlike his brother, he has no problem being childish, and fun. Playing with his food, making elementary level jokes and playing tag are very much his thing. But most of all, his favorite thing to do is be with his brother. Even though they're as different as can be, he understands all aspects of "Lokis" life and emotions.
Bio: Hiroshi has no problem making friends, just a problem keeping them, he started being a friend whore in elementary school, have a friend for a day and find a new one. It wasn't to ditch anyone or make anyone feel bad, but to appreciate all. Losing his parent made Hiroshi decided to make everyone feel important and that they were the greatest person in the world, even if it was just for one day. Keeping only one person close at all times, his brother. Know that eventually one day he'll lose everyone important to him somehow, he's set on making sure he'll always have a backup plan(person) so he will never be lonely, ever, at any time in his life.
Family Members: His parents are both dead, and he lives with his aunt who he loves. even though his brother Loki doesn't seem to be happy with her, Hiroshi has grown to be close to her, seeing how he was so young when they moved to japan to live with her.
Digimon:
Personality: After being kidnapped early in their relationship, Puroromon never really had time to mature or grow up, obviously from his still in training state. He was abducted with Hiroshi barely after hatching. So for now, he has many childish antics. But if you mess with him or Hiroshi, he'll get in your face. Just like a Chihuahua, except this tiny one will bite. Lets just say it's like stealing candy from a cracked out baby or steroids.