by (I'll try to write in a neat format without error, but I may skip some words by accident...)
A sunny day. What an odd sight...
Takao never feels happy nowadays, he keeps remembering days like these, except those weren't days to cherish. They were days to forget. Almost any day relates to a day within the last twenty years. Hell, every day actually makes him sad or mad. He sighs.
"I need to try to move on with my life... I made some mistakes... Rather misjudgments, but they don't define me. I will get past them!" He tells himself, he has reasons...
He hasn't seen another human for a week. He kind of sealed himself away for a reconditioning process. Why? (Read the personality on my character sheet :3 Too lazy to write here, but I would in actual rp). It was not twenty years actually, but that was the length of time the incident occurred. Once upon a time, Takao was a serial killer named "The Killer". He wasn't popular, but was one that should have been. His murders were work of torture, pure no morals on human life whatsoever. He was terrifying... Until a voice of his father woke his inner soul...
Takao (Or Killer) walked down the grassy plains, towards (didn't think of a place to go yet >.<) ___________ and stopped to look at a bird in the sky.
"At least I had one pure purpose..." He murmured to himself.
A sunny day. What an odd sight...
Takao never feels happy nowadays, he keeps remembering days like these, except those weren't days to cherish. They were days to forget. Almost any day relates to a day within the last twenty years. Hell, every day actually makes him sad or mad. He sighs.
"I need to try to move on with my life... I made some mistakes... Rather misjudgments, but they don't define me. I will get past them!" He tells himself, he has reasons...
He hasn't seen another human for a week. He kind of sealed himself away for a reconditioning process. Why? (Read the personality on my character sheet :3 Too lazy to write here, but I would in actual rp). It was not twenty years actually, but that was the length of time the incident occurred. Once upon a time, Takao was a serial killer named "The Killer". He wasn't popular, but was one that should have been. His murders were work of torture, pure no morals on human life whatsoever. He was terrifying... Until a voice of his father woke his inner soul...
Takao (Or Killer) walked down the grassy plains, towards (didn't think of a place to go yet >.<) ___________ and stopped to look at a bird in the sky.
"At least I had one pure purpose..." He murmured to himself.
