kinky bum (kinkibum) wrote in deviantstrain, @ 2008-03-15 22:24:00 |
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CLAIM: Kim Kibum
Player's Name: Mica (just to actually be normal, for once XD;;)
Character's Name: Kim Kibum
Character's IJ: kinkibum
Nationality: Korean
What are they from? Super Junior~
Human/Mutant/Vampire: vampireeeee
Background:
Kibum has no memory of himself or his life before his 6th birthday, and that day only sticks out in his memory because it was the day he found himself at the foster home where he was to spend the majority of his time growing up. He was always a quiet child, though very polite, and liked to keep to himself, happier to spend his time simply reading, or entertaining himself in other ways, than play with the other kids. Kibum spent a lot of this time going between foster parents, back to the home, and then to some new foster parents, and back again. Nothing seemed to stick and he never seemed able to find a family he could fit himself into. Not that it bothered him too much, he quietly took everything in his stride. Not a lot seemed to bother him, actually, even the fact that he didn't know a thing about the family he came from, there seemed nothing to know, because even the people at the foster home had no real idea who they were, beyond the last name.
Things started to change a little, as Kibum got older. He got into a number of fights with other boys in the home, nothing he initiated, but things he wasn't just going to take lying down all the same. He developed a rather blunt, sarcastic streak, to the point of being cruel when he was really irritated with someone. It was during one of the numerous fights when Kibum found out that there was something a little different about him. It wasn't until the boy who had been taunting and hitting him started to scream that Kibum realised he had sunk his teeth into the boys arm, and was filled with a sudden, unexplainable craving for his blood. Kibum couldn't remember much at all about the incident afterwards, and everyone just put it down to him being a 'crazy violent biting freak' (as the other kids called him after), but Kibum knew it wasn't right, wasn't normal. There were other differences, he'd noticed over time too, ones he'd not taken particular notice of before then. But like everything else in his life, he tried to take it in stride and approach the situation logically, tried to find out as much as he could, quietly like always, and understand it. Even after reading every novel, article and account of what he thought it was, he still didn't have any sure definitions, but he did know that there was always this thirst he couldn't quite seem to quench.
Despite all that, Kibum managed to continue to do well in school, maintaining perfect grades throughout, and getting himself into a good college afterwards. The day he left the foster home and moved into his campus dorm was one of the best for Kibum, he could finally leave behind that strange, less than pleasant area of his life. It was at college where he started exploring a little more what he might be, and what he could and couldn't do. Or trying to, anyway. It was also at college, where he started to give in to that thirst he'd felt since the incident at the foster home. He tried to be as normal as possible, but sometimes he would find himself at clubs, feeding from silly, drunk college girls who didn't know better, or else taking girls back to his room and passing it off as a little kink of his. He never took much, but sometimes the desire for it was simply too strong for Kibum to resist. It's something Kibum is still trying to figure out and understand and find a place to fit into the rest of his life, which revolves around college, where he's studying classic literature and latin, and the job he has in a gym.
Kibum is almost 22 now, mature beyond his years, intelligent to the point where he thinks most of the human race are not, quiet and to the point, which is sometimes mistaken for rudeness, even though - most of the time - he doesn't mean it to be. He's not entirely anti-social though, there's a group at college he doesn't always mind spending time with, and he does still go to those clubs sometimes. He's also pretty much addicted to sudoku, and word puzzles.
Preferred RP Style: paragraph, at the IJ or da AIM, yo!
Anything Else: this took me far too long to write, wtf.