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Kentaro Kawasaki RP; For WAVE, which never started.
Topic Started: Dec 20 2008, 07:08 PM (260 Views)
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Now let us retreat wench, for tonight, we feast on snobbery...
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[Sitting on a green folding chair, with his legs crossed, is "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki. He is wearing a very posh looking black wool turtle neck and caramel brown slacks. His shoes are a very odd green leather pair, shined to an almost unholy sheen to match his belt. His hair is spiked up and turquoise with pink frosted tips. To drown out the others running amok in the locker area Kentaro is wearing a pair of Grado Labs' GS1000 headphones attached to your standard sell out iPod, this one is secure on one of KK's belt loops and blaring out Coaltar of the Deeper's "Light of the World" off of their Bear EP. KK is sporting Serengeti Nuvola Sunglasses (graphite frame with PolarMax rose lenses) and his hands are sheathed in a pair of chestnut Italian deerskin wool lined leather dress gloves. Kawasaki holds in those finely gloved hands is a guampa (hollowed bull's horn) accented with a finely crafted silver rim bottom wrap and solid silver spoon shaped filter bombilla. Kentaro takes a sip of the terer้ held within.]

KK: Some people want fame. Others desire fortune. A few just want to do their very best. Rarely one or two want to tear the world in two. As for me...

[Kentaro looks intently at his guampa; his voice is flat, controlled, unmoving.]

KK: ...I do not care for big pictures. What stands before me is a chance to grind my heel down on the throat of someone. For almost four full years I have allowed my violent blood lay dormant. Four years. The violent blood, it calls... no, it demands I stand up. My blood, it boils, hot and fast in anticipation of the violence ahead.

[Taking another sip, Kentaro's voice is calm and steady with a touch of disinterest. From his tone he could be talking about the weather or what was on the late evening news.]

KK: I left this world. I walked away. I cared nothing for the flash bulbs and fleshlings involved. I sat down with a shiny bauble around my neck. Like a giant slab of raw, oozing meat that title was begging for some dogs to come looking for a feast. Except I was denied being hunted... or, should I say, deny being force fed fat and happy calves all day because I had a pretty hunk of metal of dead cow flesh around my waist.

[A light mocking tone seeps into Kentaro's words.]

KK: Oh what a waste, what a waste.

[After that pitch peak Kawasaki's tone downshifts back into its smoothe tones.]

KK: ...but I am not here to watch the world burn. I have returned to wreck other people's plans. Unfettered by an agenda or prestige I am here to rip things apart at the seems. Violence for violence sake; a purity of form and substance. The violent blood speaks to me, tells me it is time to let the levy break.I want someone new to hate. I want a new hunger. I want to end the day with my knuckles bloodied and my face sticky with blood and sweat. I want to stand over someone and stomp on their head until they stop moving. I want to spit in someone's face and then head butt them until they begin to twitch.

[The self proclaimed "Super Cultural Shock Trooper" savors another dose of his concoction. His eyes are tracing the delicate images on the silver rim bottom wrap of his guampa as he matter of factly concludes his interview.]

KK: Keep your belts; I want your blood.
Have I told you how much I loathe your continued existence today?

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