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Growing up in France for Kikwang meant living a life that was filled with nothing but secrets, pain, and hatred. Every time he thought he got one step closer towards the truth, he was always slapped in the face with another lie. His father was never around, so he became more dependent and closer to his mother. But what can a single-mother, trying to make ends meet -- do with her child that was constantly crying and asking for things that other kids had, and he didn't, to which she couldn't afford? He came from a rotten house, and had only a few pairs of school clothes that he tried his best to keep up with. When holes started to form in his sneakers and school shoes, or if he saw the little clothes he did have - molding or the material loosening, he made sure to hide them from his mother to fix them up himself, or ask his homeroom teacher for help. Lee Kikwang recalled hearing his mother cry every night and curse his father over the phone about him, their living situation, and how she was in pain everyday because she wasn't able to give their child the things he needed, and deserved.
When his mother passed away from cancer - due to how she worked in a toxic, factory building that was filled with nothing but chemicals; this led to him being tossed from foster home to foster home with no intentions of him finding help, or his father being around. The older he got, the more she saw what the world was capable of doing, he slowly found himself slipping through the cracks his mother had tried her hardest to keep him out of. Corruption. It was the number one thing that kept people coming back for more. He was a good liar, a good theft; and more importantly - he could fool anyone and do anything without anyone suspecting him. But these traits alone had caused him to get in trouble plenty of times and kicked out of foster homes. It wasn't until he met his last set of foster parents, was when his life started to change around. Instead of shushing him and raising their hands like he was used to, they listened to him - talked to him, and allowed him to see sides of them no one but his mother had shown to him. They saw how good he was when it came to sports - but they took noticed for his love of baseball. And ever since then, they made sure to do their best in helping him complete his wishes and dreams. From every game he had, they were there, down to his road of personal recovery.
Within his teen years up to his adult year, his family was behind him with support and love he thought he could only obtain from his mother.
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Growing up in France for Kikwang meant living a life that was filled with nothing but secrets, pain, and hatred. Every time he thought he got one step closer towards the truth, he was always slapped in the face with another lie. His father was never around, so he became more dependent and closer to his mother. But what can a single-mother, trying to make ends meet -- do with her child that was constantly crying and asking for things that other kids had, and he didn't, to which she couldn't afford? He came from a rotten house, and had only a few pairs of school clothes that he tried his best to keep up with. When holes started to form in his sneakers and school shoes, or if he saw the little clothes he did have - molding or the material loosening, he made sure to hide them from his mother to fix them up himself, or ask his homeroom teacher for help. Lee Kikwang recalled hearing his mother cry every night and curse his father over the phone about him, their living situation, and how she was in pain everyday because she wasn't able to give their child the things he needed, and deserved.
When his mother passed away from cancer - due to how she worked in a toxic, factory building that was filled with nothing but chemicals; this led to him being tossed from foster home to foster home with no intentions of him finding help, or his father being around. The older he got, the more she saw what the world was capable of doing, he slowly found himself slipping through the cracks his mother had tried her hardest to keep him out of. Corruption. It was the number one thing that kept people coming back for more. He was a good liar, a good theft; and more importantly - he could fool anyone and do anything without anyone suspecting him. But these traits alone had caused him to get in trouble plenty of times and kicked out of foster homes. It wasn't until he met his last set of foster parents, was when his life started to change around. Instead of shushing him and raising their hands like he was used to, they listened to him - talked to him, and allowed him to see sides of them no one but his mother had shown to him. They saw how good he was when it came to sports - but they took noticed for his love of baseball. And ever since then, they made sure to do their best in helping him complete his wishes and dreams. From every game he had, they were there, down to his road of personal recovery.
Within his teen years up to his adult year, his family was behind him with support and love he thought he could only obtain from his mother.
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OOC
Type of writer?
❝ + I'm fine with either first or third. Detailed is loved with both povs - but I'm bad when it comes to bluffing. I like to get straight to the point. But I mirror what is given to me.
+ EST time zone
+ I have other rps to be in - meaning, rushing me won't make me respond any faster.
+ I normally make stats on who I owe, or keep it in my profile. But if it's been two days and I haven't replied, and/or you don't see your name - feel free to repost or poke me. Sometimes, I like talking ooc a lot, so wps might be pushed down.
+ You ask, you start. If it makes more sense for me to start, I'll work on it with no problem.
Genres?
❝ , Hardcore action, drama, angst, romance, comedy, fluff, friendship, anything along those lines - I'm good with.
❝ + I'm fine with either first or third. Detailed is loved with both povs - but I'm bad when it comes to bluffing. I like to get straight to the point. But I mirror what is given to me.
+ EST time zone
+ I have other rps to be in - meaning, rushing me won't make me respond any faster.
+ I normally make stats on who I owe, or keep it in my profile. But if it's been two days and I haven't replied, and/or you don't see your name - feel free to repost or poke me. Sometimes, I like talking ooc a lot, so wps might be pushed down.
+ You ask, you start. If it makes more sense for me to start, I'll work on it with no problem.
Genres?
❝ , Hardcore action, drama, angst, romance, comedy, fluff, friendship, anything along those lines - I'm good with.
to win
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fireme
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to lose
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kissme
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to love
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hugme
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to care
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