Seongmin Jang {Complete}

[Seongmin Jang]

Seongmin Jang

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( The Basics )

( Full Name)[/color] Seongmin Jang
( Nickname )[/color] Min, Minnie, Prince
( Age )[/color] 17
( Birthdate )[/color] 1st, January.
( Sex )[/color] Male.
( Hometown )[/color] Seoul, South Korea
( Class )[/color] Junior.
( Sexuality )[/color] Undecided
( Played By )[/color] Sungmin Lee

( Their Power)

( Ability )[/color]
Power Of Prediction: When activated, he can predict someone's movements before they make them. Generally used for fighting, making it easy for him to evade and/or counter them.

Weapon Mastery: He has the ability to use any bladed weapon or weapon that doesn't involve bullets to near perfection without the use of training. His personal favourites are nunchuks and the staff.

Doppleganger: The ability to change physical form into someone else or a look he creates himself, meaning he can either be male or female at will.
( Type of Power )[/color] Physical
( Weakness )[/color] Weak against mental abilities such as telepathy and telekinesis.
( Good vs. Evil )[/color] Villainous tendencies

( Personality )

Seongmin is vindictive and possessive, manipulative and holds himself higher than most people. He can he very pompous and tends to find most people insufficient to even be in his company. However, if he finds a use for them he'll play kind and nice like an expert con artist. He's never bothered by others who have this sort of personality and look down on him, as he finds them to be just as insufficient as the rest and thus, their opinions are invalid. He enjoys pain, both receiving it and inflicting it, so often times he might seem a little crazy when it comes to being struck or hit by others. If they manage to that is. Sometimes he'll allow a blow to hit him just to feel the pain. He can easily play cute and innocent as if that's really who he was if the situation calls for him to be such a way. However, at the school, everyone knows what he's really like. He generally ignores most people unless he finds them useful or has chosen them as a victim. But, if he finds you as someone worthy of his company, he'll treat you with respect and loyalty, for the most part. He has a tendency to start fights, or get into fights. Generally shows no mercry, guilt, or remorse. Is also calm, cool, and collected most of the time. In a dark way. A lot of his attitude comes from the fact that he grew up in a high class, rich family. He's been at the school for a year now.

( Little Details )

( Strengths)[/color]
Singing
Plays various instruments
Speaks multiple languages
Paints
Dancing
Fighting
Racing
Horseback Riding
( Weaknesses )[/b][/color]
Anemic
Enjoys pudding on a euphoric level
His love for pain; could lead him to potentially get severely wounded to a near fatal level
Sex; he's very sexual, thus it doesn't take much to put him in the mood or grab his attention sexually, even if you're an enemy.
Enjoys other sweets to the point of falling out of reality while having them.
Comfortable, fluffy beds and pillows
The sound of running water (like a fountain) or rain/thunder storms
Relaxing in the grass
( Dark Secrets)[/color] Has killed someone.
( Reputation )[/color] The dark prince. He's handsome with a prince like air about him, but a complete bad*ss.

( Family)

( Mother )[/color] Jang, Yoonwa. 37. Politics. Poor.
( Father )[/b][/color] Jang, Changwoon. 45.Politics. Poor.
( Siblings )[/b][/color] None
( Any Other)[/b][/color] None

( Belongings )

( Car )[/color] the 2012 Boss 302 (mustang) -click for photo-
( Phone )[/b][/color] The latest touch screen smartphone.
( Music )[/b][/color] The latest Ipod touch
( Anything Else)[/b][/color] laptop, camera, other expensive things.

(Sample)

When Jasmine moved to lay her head against his chest and hug onto him, Sungmin wrapped his arms around her once more, letting his face rest against the top of her head. His eyes were closed, and his brow was furrowed slightly. There was something very familiar about this particular hug. It was like a reflection of a memory. A memory that was beginning to play In his mind as his eyes opened just slightly to stare at nothing...

A young boy, about thirteen, black locks, dark eyes. Of Korean descent, was running through an airline port in a frantic state. "I have to...get there...before..." He spoke between controlled breaths. He slid around a corner and nearly fell, throwing his hands out to catch the cold tile like floor and spring him back up, never missing a beat as he continued. He just had to get there before it was too late. He was pushing past people, more taller than him, and swerving around them. Why did there have to be so many people on this night of all nights!? He dashed around another corner and kept going. "Jasmine!" He called out, catching a glimpse of intense red hair through the bodies. A young girl, around the same age, but of American blood, whipped around to have her eyes fall on the boy running towards her. S...Sungmin...?" She murmured at first, then suddenly tears sprung up in her eyes, never falling, but clouding them, and she took off towards the boy. "SUNGMIN!" She called out loudly, and the two collided into a tight hug. "...I thought...I wasn't...going to make it...before...your plane took off..." He panted out. "I ran...all the way...here..." He told her. She nuzzled into him more, her head against his chest. He hugged her tightly and hid his face in the top of her hair. "Oh Sungmin! I don't want to go!" She cried, still not letting her tears fall. The young boy pulled the girl away to look down into her tiny, youthful face. "I have something for you. But you have to promise you won't ever forget me." He said to her. She looked up at him with those large hazel eyes brimmed with tears, and after a moment, nodded. "I...I promise!" She cooed. The boy smiled lightly, and cradled the girl's face, leaning down to have their lips meet...

Sungmin sighed and let his eyes close again, tightening his hold on her. So many things had changed since then. Mainly about him. He wasn't that same young boy anymore. "There's no need to be sorry, Jasmine. It wasn't your fault. And trust me when I say I've been through worse. I can take a little mental manipulation." He chuckled a bit. "Have a little more faith in me, will ya?" He teased.


Can write anything from a little shorter than this to a heck of a lot longer.