Aryn Phenix

[attr="class","temptitle"]Personality

[attr="class","temptabinf"]Aryn, being quite the social creature, loves people, excitement, telling stories and having fun. He can be spontaneous, and impulsive in nature which proves to almost always be entertaining. And entertaining is something that loves. Social gatherings are an energy boost to this "people" person. He is more likely to be around others, than by himself just for the sake of not being alone.

Aryn sometimes thinks and talks in more of a spider-web approach. He will jump from thought to thought in mid-sentence, touching here or there in a manner that's almost incoherent to the listener, but will eventually cover the waterfront by skipping on impulse from one piece of information to another. It's really quite fascinating and confusing all at the same time. Due to this it should be no surprise that Aryn is attracted to new! New ideas, new fashions, new gadgets, new anything.

Aryn isn’t all glitz, glam and socializing though. He is quite down to earth, and is able to be calm as well. On a deeper level he is also quite loyal and caring toward those he deems fit to be within is inner circle. As much as he likes being around others, he will almost always choose to be around his friends first and foremost.

[attr="class","temptitle"]Appearance

[attr="class","temptabinf2"]Bright orange, short, ahoge hair and bright blue eyes to match, Aryn is a colorful guy. He is a six foot two inch male with an average body build. He isn't particularly in shape or muscular, but he has at least some tone to his body. Though his orange hair seems to be impossible, it is actually natural, though the other random colorings in it are cosmetically put there.

Aryn has no particular fashion sense to him. He will wear whatever he feels like wearing that day, though they usually consist of more colorful clothing. He does dress well, not often wearing things like t-shirts and jeans, believing that dressing up is much more appropriate than looking like you just rolled out of bed. When working he wears his provided uniform. Since dating Kyou, his lover pretty much has control of his wardrobe.

[attr="class","tempfaceico"]Face Claim

[attr="class","tempface"][b]UTA NO PRINCE SAMA, Ren Jinguji[/b] as @aryn

[attr="class","temptitle"]History

[attr="class","temptabinf3"]Aryn was born to a seraph mother and a human military father in the south of France. He was a happy and healthy child, raised in a loving household, doted on by both parents due to being an only child. His mother had been told she may never have children, but then she was blessed with Aryn. They remained in Southern France for the first five years of Aryn's life before his father got re-stationed to Italy.

Through his primary school years, Aryn would be raised in Italy and made many friends at school. They had a happy life. Unfortunately he would soon learn what it would be like to have a military father, and he was torn away from his friends four years into school as they moved to Hong Kong. Thankfully for Aryn they would only stay in Hong Kong for about a year, which was good to him because he hated it there. Constantly being picked on by his peers for being different, and not being able to understand anything. Not to mention he disliked the food and the pollution.

In his middle school years he would attend school back in Europe in Germany. His grades started to slip a little, since he was changing curriculum and languages so often, always having to start back at square one. He also made less and less friends because of the fact he moved so much, he never wanted to get close to anyone. Though his father was scheduled to be re-stationed only two years in, his parents agreed to keep him in Germany with his mom for the last year of school. Once he was ready for high school though, they would move again.

His new home would be Japan. Aryn had difficulty adjusting there too, since it was an entirely different culture and language from anything he was used to, and he began to do terribly in school. He tried his best to maintain his grades but the more withdrawn he became, worried that he would have to move again, the worse he did. Not having much of a social life, but desiring human socialization, Aryn acquired himself a fake ID and looked for work in various places. The only thing he could find being a foreigner was a butler cafe, though he didn't entirely mind.

It was here that he would meet the love of his life. At least, hewas in love. Amos. Aryn couldn't explain what exactly attracted him to the guy, but there was something about him. He knew he was young, probably too young to be working there just like Aryn, but that was something else to admire. Maybe it was the fact he was albino, maybe it was the fact he was rather small compared to himself, or maybe it was a combination of everything. The way he seemed so nonchalant, the way he seemed to not let things that happened at work bother him. It was all so... sexy.

Aryn was convinced he felt love for this guy. He was convinced this possessive and obsessive need that came over him was simply because he loved this kid that much. He began to follow Amos secretly around places, at least for the two years he worked there. He watched as Amos went through life, going to school, not going to school, doing whatever it was he was doing that day. Life wasn't all perfect though, no. Aryn would have to constantly watch as another boy took Amos away, that boy was trying to steal him. That boy was a vile, disgusting creature. That boy, he would learn, was named Akira. As he watched, his hatred grew for Akira as his love grew for Amos. He would delight in their fights, and rage in their make ups, it needed to be him. Why couldn't Amos see that it needed to be Aryn in his life. Misfortune would strike when Aryn's father was relocated again to London. Why couldn't he have the power of teleportation so he could still watch over Amos, to find a way to pry him from Akira.

In his new home in London, Aryn would just have to settle for the secret pictures that he had taken of Amos during their short time together. He pined over the other male every day. Even when he began college, he constantly thought of Amos, and refused to date anyone else. The closest he had come to ever dating anyone was when he messed around with a guy who reminded him of Amos a little. But that didn't last long. He wasn't the real thing. He wasn't the object of Aryn's long time fantasies. Aryn thought about Amos so much and back when they were near each other, he took up a job as an actual butler just to reminesce about his times as a faux butler at the cafe. He couldn't get out of the fantasy.

During his time in Lodon, he would be lucky enough, or unlucky enough to run into a familiar face. Akira. Why oh why was this kids stupid face here and not Amos' beautiful one? Still. This guy could have information on his precious Amos. He could update him, if he could only get close enough. Maybe. Months went by of Aryn deciding then undeciding to ask Akira for something, anything about Amos. Finally after three months of awkward heys and head nods, he would ask. He would confront Akira about his beloved, and he would be crushed to pieces. Amos, was dead. Heartbroken and lost, Aryn destroyed his apartment in rage. This was because he wasn't there. He hadn't been there to protect his beloved. Going through the stages of grief about it, Aryn built a secret shrine. Life drearily continued on.

Then it happened. After all of these years, after thinking his life had lost meaning, and just when he happened to be walking around the streets of London, he was graced with the angelic wonder that was Amos. How fortune must have been smiling down on him. Now with his powers a little better mastered he'd be able to easily watch his beloved from afar. At least whenever he could. Now he had a job, and Amos wasn't always available to watch. It was also harder considering that Amos seemed to always be around people. But his love... He was there. He was with in grasp.

[attr="class","temptitle"]Information

[attr="class","temptabinf3"]Moving in May will be switching timezones then.