❝ Behind every Smile is an untold Secret ❞

 

              I'm not Here to make Friends

              Don't let my innocent facade fool you

              I'm a sly manipulater who will gain control

              of those who choose to fall into my hands

              So act wisely around me.

              A wrong move will screw you over

    I play favorites. Sometimes.

 

                     whatislove ?

                    

                          i`m not sure, but I don't want to find out

                  single ┊ panual ┊ uninterested

 

              My Lovelies

             none   none   none   none   none

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

( ★ hysterie )

 

 

No matter how hard he tried, nothing he did as a child ever pleased his parents., peers, even the people he called his "friends". There was always someone, something who would do a better job than Jongin, and he had to accept the fact. As he grew older, love, trust, and friendship soon began to fall from his grasp, the words soon growing alienated and fake. Jongin was taught to Love his family and friends, but how could he love something that made it blantantly clear that they didn't love him back. It was strange to think that his Love for his parents was unrequited. Mothers and Fathers were supposed to tend to their children, and show them that they adored them to no end... Right? But no such adoration towards Jongin had been expressed. Tender "I love yous" were replaced with "Why can't you do betters?" and "You're really not as good as your brother, are yous." Nothing just was Never. Good. Enough. His trust towards people dwindled with the passing of every year, as they showed him that he might as well just end up being alone, and trusting only one person, which was himself. And that's what he did. He began to shut everyone out of his personal life (he had no clue as to why he let them in in the first place) and pushed them aside. He didn't need friends, or family. He only needed himself to get through. And thus, through the expanse of 19 years, Jongin formed into the person that he is today. Cold, distant, self-centered and fairly sarcastic, closing off all ties from the outerworld that connected to his inner core.. He wasn't supposed to feel, or at least he couldn't show his emotions. Not in front of other people. He was to be a robot, conforming to the motherboard inside of his mind. The control center that told him to hurt others, to show them an elaborated sense of pain that he had to endure, and he had to enjoy watching them writhe and moan. Jongin adapted fairly well to such a life style of sadism and control, even gaining ways to  get an upper hand so he could take advantage of all of his victims, most of which consisted of doing heavy analyses of them from the moment he sets eyes on them. He was indeed a human robot, and with no strong Real human model to base off of, Jongin preferred it that way.

 

OOC: 

Central Daylight Time (CDT) = GMT- 5

Para writer with different post lengths depending on current mood/ability to think up a reply

I love RPing with those who mirror or offer the same length and quality of posts that I do

People who randomly barge into an posting session without asking piss me off, whether it be my own or someone elses

If you do it without asking, chances are that I'll just dismiss your post and continue RPing with the person who I had intended to RP with in the first place.

There ARE rooms that aren't active, so just open your eyes and RP in those instead

Most of the time I can be pretty nice, but if you get under my skin, you'll get to experience the wrath of a small Russian girl who packs a lot of sass 

I'm fairly opinionated with things, and I may come off as sarcastic and rude sometimes, so my apologies. 

Hope you have a nice day and if you got any questions, just ask~