RP Application; No Game Yet.
Character name: Marui Bunta
Name: Marui Bunta
Country : Japan
School : Rikkaidai Middle School 3rd Grad
Birthday : 20 April
Age : 15
Height : 164 cm
Weight : 62 kg
Blood : B
Hand : Righty
Play style: Serve and volleyer
Special Moves : Iron fist
Shoe : WILSON ( CROSS FIRE DST 02 S1121X )
Racket : WILSON ( TRIAD3 115 )
Favourite food : All, especially gum
Hobby : Go to hotel to get buffet
Family : Grandmother, Father & Mother, 2 younger brothers
Father's Occupation : Product factory worker
Favourite subjects : Japanese, Music
Favourite color : Red
Brief bio/Personality: Athough growing up the eldest of three boys (Kenta* at three years his junior and Hikari* at eight years younger still), Marui Bunta had never felt any pressure to occupy the 'big brother' role as staunchly as others. In fact, when he thinks back, he remembers mostly that before Hikari there was Kenta to share things with (the same bedroom, the same bathroom, the same toys), and that after Hikari, the only thing that really changed was that there was a baby to protect and eventually spoil.
He adores his two younger brothers possibly more than he adores his parents, who he respects, loves and attempts to make proud of him. Growing up, he didn't mind taking care of them simply because it meant that he always had company home. He doesn't usually think too much on how to be a big brother, because it's not so much as being a 'big' brother, as being as brother, period. It's not something he has to condition himself into, it's second nature, or at least he believes that it is.
Bunta transferred and was accepted into Rikkai when he was thirteen, which was a goal that he'd conditioned himself into chieving. He considers himself smart -- to the point of calling himself a genuis -- because he knows that with the right amount of determination, nothing he wants badly enough can be that far out of reach. He believes that smarts, like talents, vary from person to person, but that a person cannot simply get by on talent and smarts alone. It's because of this that he has redefined the term 'genius' for himself, thinking of it instead as a person who thinks out of the box and out of the box of that box still, while at the same getting things done.
[Tennis] was something Bunta initially got into because it was a fun activity that he could do at home with his dad and Kenta. Hikari was too young at the same, so playing basketball or kicking a soccer ball around was out of the question until the family baby grew up a little bit more. Tennis didn't need teams opposing each other and it also had the option of solo practice, so Bunta just took to it. Eventually, he met several kids at his old school and competed against them there during his P.E. classes.
*Bunta's siblings' names are c/o cherprudence and used with persmission; not canon.
Sample 1st person journal post:
#001:Tennis;
I think I just invented a new move.
[Edited]
It needs work. Will go and figure out how I did it again.
#002: School/Homework;
To-Do List:
1. MATH - pp. 34-38, all even-numbered problems
2. MUSIC - study for Monday's exam <-- no need to XD
3. MUSIC - research on the Baroque period done!
4. buy cake
5. SCIENCE - finish lab reports
#003: Family matters;
My baby brother just got the chicken-pox. I'm steering clear of him for the next couple of weeks.
#004: Getting in trouble;
I am dead.
Pleaded with kaasan and tousan. They said they'd think about it. I can only wish.
Sample 3rd person RP post:
Scene: Tennis Practice.
He sat off to the side, his racquet set on the space beside him, fingers curled loosely around the handle. The seniors were playing and he felt a quiet rush go through him as he listened to the sound of the balls being sent back and forth above the net. The sun was in high spirits overhead, but the chilled wind was enough to dull the heat that would have made an afternoon out in the open unbearable.
Bunta leaned back on his elbows then, his fingers leaving the racquet momentarily alone and ignored. One foot tapped the rhythm of a song that had been playing on loop at the back of his head and he continued to watch, and to wait.
Scene: Sitting in class bored.
He was barely listening as the teacher droned on and on about the significance of unknowns in mathematical equations. His fingers itched just a little to peek at the cell phone that he kept in the inside pocket of his bag. I wonder if I should drop by the house... he mused, his thoughts occupied with the prospect of enjoying dinner out with his family.
His mother had told him earlier at breakfast that save for Hikari, they'd all be taking buffet meals at the hotel. Which meant lots of food. And ice cream or cake right after. He smiled to himself and doodled lazily on the edge of his table. Dismissal time could not come any sooner.
Scene: Before/after school.
Bunta wasn't quite in the mood to go home just yet. Yes, he was grounded and his parents had told him to head home immediately and not to go anywhere else after he was done with school. But he was still in school and he wasn't planning to go anywhere else.
He leaned against the wire fence and sighed, allowing himself to stare blankly up ahead at the sky.
Name: Marui Bunta
Country : Japan
School : Rikkaidai Middle School 3rd Grad
Birthday : 20 April
Age : 15
Height : 164 cm
Weight : 62 kg
Blood : B
Hand : Righty
Play style: Serve and volleyer
Special Moves : Iron fist
Shoe : WILSON ( CROSS FIRE DST 02 S1121X )
Racket : WILSON ( TRIAD3 115 )
Favourite food : All, especially gum
Hobby : Go to hotel to get buffet
Family : Grandmother, Father & Mother, 2 younger brothers
Father's Occupation : Product factory worker
Favourite subjects : Japanese, Music
Favourite color : Red
Brief bio/Personality: Athough growing up the eldest of three boys (Kenta* at three years his junior and Hikari* at eight years younger still), Marui Bunta had never felt any pressure to occupy the 'big brother' role as staunchly as others. In fact, when he thinks back, he remembers mostly that before Hikari there was Kenta to share things with (the same bedroom, the same bathroom, the same toys), and that after Hikari, the only thing that really changed was that there was a baby to protect and eventually spoil.
He adores his two younger brothers possibly more than he adores his parents, who he respects, loves and attempts to make proud of him. Growing up, he didn't mind taking care of them simply because it meant that he always had company home. He doesn't usually think too much on how to be a big brother, because it's not so much as being a 'big' brother, as being as brother, period. It's not something he has to condition himself into, it's second nature, or at least he believes that it is.
Bunta transferred and was accepted into Rikkai when he was thirteen, which was a goal that he'd conditioned himself into chieving. He considers himself smart -- to the point of calling himself a genuis -- because he knows that with the right amount of determination, nothing he wants badly enough can be that far out of reach. He believes that smarts, like talents, vary from person to person, but that a person cannot simply get by on talent and smarts alone. It's because of this that he has redefined the term 'genius' for himself, thinking of it instead as a person who thinks out of the box and out of the box of that box still, while at the same getting things done.
[Tennis] was something Bunta initially got into because it was a fun activity that he could do at home with his dad and Kenta. Hikari was too young at the same, so playing basketball or kicking a soccer ball around was out of the question until the family baby grew up a little bit more. Tennis didn't need teams opposing each other and it also had the option of solo practice, so Bunta just took to it. Eventually, he met several kids at his old school and competed against them there during his P.E. classes.
*Bunta's siblings' names are c/o cherprudence and used with persmission; not canon.
Sample 1st person journal post:
#001:Tennis;
I think I just invented a new move.
[Edited]
It needs work. Will go and figure out how I did it again.
#002: School/Homework;
To-Do List:
1. MATH - pp. 34-38, all even-numbered problems
2. MUSIC - study for Monday's exam <-- no need to XD
3. MUSIC - research on the Baroque period done!
4. buy cake
5. SCIENCE - finish lab reports
#003: Family matters;
My baby brother just got the chicken-pox. I'm steering clear of him for the next couple of weeks.
#004: Getting in trouble;
I am dead.
Pleaded with kaasan and tousan. They said they'd think about it. I can only wish.
Sample 3rd person RP post:
Scene: Tennis Practice.
He sat off to the side, his racquet set on the space beside him, fingers curled loosely around the handle. The seniors were playing and he felt a quiet rush go through him as he listened to the sound of the balls being sent back and forth above the net. The sun was in high spirits overhead, but the chilled wind was enough to dull the heat that would have made an afternoon out in the open unbearable.
Bunta leaned back on his elbows then, his fingers leaving the racquet momentarily alone and ignored. One foot tapped the rhythm of a song that had been playing on loop at the back of his head and he continued to watch, and to wait.
Scene: Sitting in class bored.
He was barely listening as the teacher droned on and on about the significance of unknowns in mathematical equations. His fingers itched just a little to peek at the cell phone that he kept in the inside pocket of his bag. I wonder if I should drop by the house... he mused, his thoughts occupied with the prospect of enjoying dinner out with his family.
His mother had told him earlier at breakfast that save for Hikari, they'd all be taking buffet meals at the hotel. Which meant lots of food. And ice cream or cake right after. He smiled to himself and doodled lazily on the edge of his table. Dismissal time could not come any sooner.
Scene: Before/after school.
Bunta wasn't quite in the mood to go home just yet. Yes, he was grounded and his parents had told him to head home immediately and not to go anywhere else after he was done with school. But he was still in school and he wasn't planning to go anywhere else.
He leaned against the wire fence and sighed, allowing himself to stare blankly up ahead at the sky.