Post by notfathead on Mar 16, 2011 20:33:38 GMT -5
kenai ursa infinity.
TWENTY-TWO. STAFF. PHASMA. CHRIS PINE. KENAI.[/CENTER]
under the bludgeoning of chance, my head is bloody but unbowed.
NAME:
kenai ursa infinity. what a mouthful.
NICKNAME:
kenai, ken, and, although he'll probably punch you if you call him this, "fat head".
AGE:
twenty-two, and counting. whoopee.
DATE OF BIRTH:
february 24, 1989. yes, he was born in the month of love.
STATUS/INTERESTED IN:
he's single. and interested in whoever or whatever happens to catch his fancy. plastic plants included.
EYES:
light blue; the sides are curved downward a little to give the impression that he's always happy.
HAIR:
dark blond, can pass as brown. it's cut short, normally, and sticks up no matter what he does.
STYLE:
kenai tends to wear whatever's passable as comfortable and practical. for example, if it's cold, he wears a jacket. to copy kenai's style, all you need to do is have a little common sense. it's as simple as that.
BODY TYPE:
he stands at six feet and half an inch, and weighs around a hundred and sixty five pounds. kenai is built, but not in the sense that he's got the abs of jesus, or something. rather, his legs are strong from running and bicycling, and his arms are strong, too. his stomach is a little soft, but, hey, it used to be a lot softer in the past. you could have slept on it, even.
UNIQUE FEATURES:
kenai has a large burn mark on his side, from an accident in the past. along with that is the birthmark on the back of his neck. some of his friends claim that it looks a little like a bear getting ready to attack, but, whatever.
DISNEY SPIRIT:
kenai, from brother bear.
LIKES:
█ ( PHYSICS )
█ ( DRAWING )
█ ( PAINTING )
█ ( WRITING )
█ ( RUNNING )
█ ( THE RAIN )
█ ( SERENDIPITY )
█ ( SUCCESS )
█ ( VICTORY )
█ ( HAPPINESS )
█ ( FISHING )
█ ( BERRIES )
█ ( FRIENDSHIP )
█ ( TRUST )
█ ( JUSTICE )
█ ( CHRISTMAS )
█ ( MAKING PEOPLE SMILE )
█ ( LEARNING )
█ ( TEACHING )
█ ( SPAGHETTI )
█ ( SUNRISE )
█ (
DISLIKES:
█ ( BEING CALLED 'FAT HEAD' )
█ ( LOUD NOISES )
█ ( BEING YELLED AT )
█ ( MOST TODDLERS )
█ ( FAILURE )
█ ( LIES )
█ ( BEING IN THE WRONG )
█ ( FLOWERS )
█ ( PREJUDICE )
█ ( CHIHUAHUAS )
█ ( MOST ASSHOLES )
█ ( FORGETTING TO TIE HIS SHOES )
█ ( BEING TEASED )
█ ( OBNOXIOUS LAUGHTER )
█ ( WHEN HIS LAPTOP RUNS OUT OF BATTERY )
█ ( TECHNOLOGY IN GENERAL )
█ ( BEING BLAMED )
█ ( SIGN PENS )
█ ( GIVING UP )
█ ( THUNDER )
█ ( NEEDLES )
█ ( FIRE )
SECRETS:
although he doesn't look it, kenai is a murderer. he killed someone just before going to college.
FEARS:
█ ( DEATH )
█ ( BEING DISCOVERED )
█ ( LOSS )
GOALS:
kenai's goal is to change the education system, if that's even possible. his other goal is to finally clear his conscience, but that's even more impossible than his education goal.
PERSONALITY:
now, if we're going to be honest here, then kenai isn't probably the greatest guy in the world. actually, kenai's somewhere in the lower parts of the upper half, or at least he was for a while until he killed someone; but we'll touch that later. mr. infinity here is a little selfish, slightly arrogant, and, well, daring. some people could declare him as the stereotypical football jock except for the fact that a) he doesn't play play football; b) he's got some intelligence buried deep underneath his tough guy exterior; and c) he's got an undergrad degree in physics and teaching training under his belt. kenai would probably appreciate being called the stereotypical football jock, but unfortunately, he'll never fall there, no matter what he tries.
yes, kenai likes to pretend that he's this macho man without fear or weakness, but in truth, he's a little afraid. his parents told him before he left for college to at least try to let people in, but kenai had dismissed that as one way to attain an achilles's heel. he built fortresses around himself, pretending that things were alright in order to give people the impression that he's this big, strong man with no problems. kenai's the youngest in his family, so it's only obvious that he's surrounded by older boys who're far better than he is, and because of this he's always wanted to become a man.
no, more than that, kenai wants to be somebody. a hero. a legend. the sort of name that's whispered with reverence by kids who want to be just like him when they're older. and it's immature and stupid, especially considering how old he is, but kenai's fairly certain that it's an attainable goal. although he's secretly a bit of a romanticist, a sensitive guy, and one of those souls who believe in happily ever after, he'll never admit this out loud. people who try to get closer to him receive a boot to the head (metaphorically), and it'll probably take a mammoth stepping on his head to make him admit that he appreciates it. kenai longs for friendship, the kind of friendship that you only find once in a lifetime, but he thinks that if you want to achieve something, you have to sacrifice something else - and, hey, his brothers are all the friends he needs.
it's safe to say he's concluded that he'll stay like this. he'll be headstrong, he'll keep working, he'll help the people who need help to boost his points, and he'll push all his problems to the back of his mind to become a type of superman that everyone would love. what kenai doesn't count on is that for every smile he puts on a person's face without working on his own smile first, he receives new regrets everyday. but, again; kenai wants to be a man, and 'man' isn't just a three-letter word.
or, at least, not to him.
MOTHER:
ameryst infinity nee gawain, fifty-one, seamstress.
FATHER:
crisostomo infinity, fifty-four, architect.
SIBLINGS:
sitka aquila infinity, deceased, older brother.
------- -------- infinity, ##, older brother. (denahi)
OTHERS:
kenai plans on getting a goldfish.
HOMETOWN:
caerdydd (otherwise known as cardiff), wales. he's half welsh, and has a little bit of spanish in him.
BRIEF HISTORY:
"i hear his eyes're insured for $10,000."
"i hear he does mouthwash commercials... in australia."
"his favorite movie is grease."
"one time he met chuck norris on the titanic..."
"... and he told him he was kick-ass."
"one time he kicked me in the balls... it was awesome."
when kenai was born, it was raining very hard. in fact, it was raining so hard that the midwife couldn't come, and he had to be delivered by his father with the midwife on the phone, and his oldest brother, sitka, hollering what it is crisostomo had to do. it sounds crazy, and it probably is, but kenai made it. he was born and named kenai ursa, the middle name coming from the small birthmark on the back of his neck that resembled a bear about to attack, and with that birthmark, his fate was sealed.
growing up, kenai went to school like every average kid. when he was old enough he'd walk to the town key stage 1 and 2 schools (elementary) with his brothers, because the early years school (preschool) was near enough. through this he found some kind of satisfaction in knowing that he was brave enough to walk the last meter to early years school alone, and when the other kids were in awe with the power kenai had, his fate was touched once more. kenai believed, since childhood, that when he'd be older, he'd be a man. so he ate lots of proteins, drank lots of orange juice, refused his vegetables, and taped grass to his underarms and his chest to boost his image. although the younger kids found it amazing, his parents only rolled their eyes fondly at him, sitka (who was probably way more mature than his dad) would calmly tell kenai to quit it, and the middle brother would snicker and tease him. kenai, however, felt that as long as he made people laugh and made them happy, then nothing was wrong. he was flaunting his manliness and strength, too, so what was the big deal, right?
key stages 1 and 2 came and went, and although kenai was terrible at traditional welsh literature and literature in general, he was doing well in his mathematics and science classes. actually, those were the two classes he did with gusto, and the ones he really studied for, even though he told most of his friends (or accessories) that studying was for wimps. kenai never really had a partner-in-crime, or someone you'd trust your secrets to, except for that one girl who helped him when he got beaten up by a bully after calling said bully a 'loser who needs to get a life'. still, the only thing kenai and that girl did was cause mischief, and she never really did find out about the real nitty gritty that went on in his life. sometimes he regrets that, but sacrifice is a part of life.
the only real friends kenai had were his brothers, who he did everything with. they went fishing, they played games, they made huge, life-size cards (thanks to kenai's intelligence in regards to ratio and proportion) for their parents on their birthday, did the grocery shopping because they liked to spend time together, and were, generally, thick as thieves. they got in trouble a lot, but sitka really only got in trouble for not stopping kenai and his other brother, and even though sometimes his parents would send them to their rooms without dinner, the depression only lasted about five minutes before they became their regular selves again. if kenai's life was a movie, then this would be the part that the directors would love to touch, that the scriptwriters would love to write about. these were the golden years.
but, of course, everything good comes to an end.
when he was in key stage 3 of welsh education (or 'junior high school'), his brothers were old enough to be in key stage 4, even though they were in different years. they received letters in the mail from this boarding school in ireland (which was near enough to wales, but too far from kenai), and with crisostomo and ameryst willing to let their sons go, kenai had to watch them leave the house... without him. the days that followed this were the days kenai grew lonely, and easily irritable. life without his brothers just wasn't the same. throughout key stage 3 his grades dropped, and he spent most of his free time holed up in the library without anybody with him. eventually, however, towards the third form of key stage 3 (or his third year), kenai had to suck it up; and once more he became the charismatic boy that everyone liked to talk to but never really got to know. this was when the walls began to be built. weakness was unacceptable to him, he was 'driven', and thus, graduated the third key stage with flying colors.
then he was old enough for key stage 4, and a letter in the mail came for him.
jiminy cricket academy.
it didn't take an idiot to know what kenai though about it, and he moved immediately. once more, he saw his brothers, though sitka was already old enough for further education (apparently the schooling methods were different in ireland, kenai thought that it was dumb that sitka couldn't go to 'college' yet). again, they were a trio, but kenai found out that while they were apart the two brothers had far more friends. kenai, himself, was as pleasant as he always was, but he found a difference between himself and his brothers - their friends were people they'd bleed for, and kenai's friends were people he talked to because his brothers were ignoring him. kenai would only bleed for his family.
eventually, he became a 'sophomore', the middle brother a 'senior', and sitka a student in college. sitka decided to keep studying in ireland, with his parents' agreement, and kenai and his other brother got to see him on a regular basis. it was all good, really, and kenai thought that it wasn't the same as before, but it was good enough. soon enough, he became a 'junior', and his other brother graduated and went to the same college as sitka did. kenai was, once more, all alone, but this time he had a way to contact the two boys other than through the internet, which he hated with a passion because he never figured out how to properly 'sign-in' to 'messengers'. his junior was pretty alright, he had awesome grades, and he was that guy. senior year was generally the same, except this time he graduated as salutatorian, and after writing he'd keep in touch with people he'd never see again in their yearbooks, he got ready for college.
the love for math and science never left kenai, and he decided to take physics. along with this came teaching, but that was mostly so that when he was done with his undergraduate program (foreign schooling was so weird) he could have a job while attempting to get his masters' degree and his doctorate. he was all set to go to college, too, until his middle brother called him with an urgent message:
"sitka yn marw."
sitka is dead.
murdered, his brother said. sitka was murdered. he went out with his friends, never came back, and it was only when his brother received a call from the police did he find out why. sitka was shot, but the reasons for this, the police didn't know yet. kenai didn't listen long enough to find out anything else, because he immediately went to his brother's dorm to talk to him. they spoke, kenai cried for the first time in his life since the years he can't even remember anymore, and he and his brother returned to wales to tell their parents about it. they were heartbroken, shattered by this news, and after the autopsy had been collected and all the things involving sitka's body were completed, a funeral occurred. it was dark, and sad, but aren't all funerals like that? and though sitka was put under the ground, the case was not over.
the murder was investigated, and there was a trial with the accused, but after a grueling process the defendant was eventually found: not guilty.
and kenai hated it.
oh, sure, his parents gradually grew to accept it, but sitka's case was never solved. who killed him was a mystery, and both kenai and his only surviving brother thought that that was the biggest injustice of all. and, well, obviously the government wasn't going to do anything about it. his brother told him that to do anything to the defendant would be brash and stupid, but kenai only bit back at him about how no matter what he tried, he'd never be sitka, and broke off contact with him. it was here that kenai became someone else entirely.
words about this stage would be written down if words could describe it, but kenai became darker, crazed. he couldn't go to his first year of college because of it and was held back a year, but what did that matter?
he had the name of the defendant. he could look him up in the phonebook and get his name. kenai was old enough to drive, he could buy gasoline, and a lighter? god, he could use a match, for christ's sake, and---
he set the guy's house on fire, late at night, on a december evening. he wasn't stupid, of course. he watched enough csi to know that they could find the smallest details, and he did it with a shower cap on to keep his hair from falling, a cold mask on, and rubber gloves. of course, you never come out of a crime unscathed, and because kenai was stupid enough to run back in to see if he'd killed any children, his shirt burned off and a large second-degree burn was dealt to his side. he still wasn't talking to his brother, thus nobody found out, but the burn was never properly treated, and so it became a nasty scar. kenai still carries it with him everyday.
he wasn't caught by the government, either. he went to college. he graduated as summa cum laude, hilariously, because apparently as long as it's math and science he's good. kenai got a job at the school he graduated from in high school because of his high qualifications and excellent performance in his alma mater while he still studied there. and he still didn't get any real friends.
guilt clouds him, suffocates him. everyday kenai wonders what would have happened if he hadn't burnt that house down, because he doubts sitka believes that kenai did him justice. but still, these're weaknesses. kenai shouldn't pay much attention to them, if at all. they're weaknesses.
and kenai is going to be a man. a strong man, who doesn't need love, or vulnerability, or anything. for that, he'll be okay. he has to be.
but he's not even sure if he believes himself anymore, because no matter how much he distracts himself with his job and the kids he teaches and the fact that he's teaching his passion, the guilt always comes back at the end of the day.
of course, nobody else will know about this but him.
he never had anyone to begin with, anyway.
and now that sitka's dead, and he isn't talking to his brother, he won't bleed for anyone anymore.
and that's the loneliest thing in the world.[/blockquote]
DAMMIT. FOURTEEN. GMT +8. THREE YEARS. PM, OR MESSENGERS (Y!IM, MSN, AIM).
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