Post by autmnrain on Mar 19, 2006 3:25:39 GMT -5
Name: Forrest Greene
Which character you are applying for: Sohma Hatori
Why do you want this character: Because first off, I don't think OC's, even realistic ones are allowed. Also Hatori is a good character, he cares about his friends, he needs a little TLC... and yeah...
How often you can roleplay:Everyday
How much Fruits Basket manga have you read: 1-12 of the Manga and all of the Anime
Please post a sample RP of your character (minimum 10 lines)
Hatori sighed as he sat down in the rolling desk chair. He stared at the last file of the day, the file with the haunting name that he did not want to look at. He knew that taking up a real practice, even if Shigure had said Akito was okay with it, was a bad idea. He would interact with people, women. And he might meet someone he didn't want to meet. Like now. Hatori ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit he had picked up in the past few weeks. He paused, still staring at that file. It shouldn't matter so much that she had become a patient. He shouldn't care that she was done so. Hatori sighed and stood. putting on his jacket as he left the door, locking up of coarse. Deep down he knew this was all Shigure's fault.
Which character you are applying for: Sohma Hatori
Why do you want this character: Because first off, I don't think OC's, even realistic ones are allowed. Also Hatori is a good character, he cares about his friends, he needs a little TLC... and yeah...
How often you can roleplay:Everyday
How much Fruits Basket manga have you read: 1-12 of the Manga and all of the Anime
Please post a sample RP of your character (minimum 10 lines)
Hatori sighed as he sat down in the rolling desk chair. He stared at the last file of the day, the file with the haunting name that he did not want to look at. He knew that taking up a real practice, even if Shigure had said Akito was okay with it, was a bad idea. He would interact with people, women. And he might meet someone he didn't want to meet. Like now. Hatori ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit he had picked up in the past few weeks. He paused, still staring at that file. It shouldn't matter so much that she had become a patient. He shouldn't care that she was done so. Hatori sighed and stood. putting on his jacket as he left the door, locking up of coarse. Deep down he knew this was all Shigure's fault.
