Hai der. Ty finished her christmas exams today, and wanted to celebrate. xD She got bored of her munching of candies, though, and all that chocolate's messed with her head. So, she ended up coming with a pretty twisted plot. o -o Butanyway. Read on if you is interested. <3

[[Mwuhahahaha. Trulykins can never be sick of Kirakins <3

-especially seeing as she has inadvertently procrastinated her way out of Kira's other rps during test time-]]

[[Hurm. Li'l boy looks like fun. I have practice being socially awkward from life. |D

Sweet. <3 I'll post on them once I find them. xD Good luck writing up your entrance exams, by the way. <3]]

[[ROFLMAO. Yeah, I only just got it done. xD Thank the amazing Twiggers. <3

And he ain't reeeaally imaginary. That's just something the kid figures must be true, or somehow ends up thinking. xD And. Suits rock. o 3o

Lawls, I've no clue. xD Links would be much appreciated. |D

Also, bios or no? :3]]

[[ROFLMAO. That end-test-early thin I can sympathise with. I finished every single one of my tests early. The last test I took that signalled the end of them was my science test. We got an hour and a half to do them, and I finished in a half an hour. Dear god, it was so boring, and that was ony one of them. xD;

Dunno. I was kinda thinking he'd be a little younger than Tuxedo Man so he don't seem like a pervert or something. xD Besides, tux man is just liek. This weird person. I don't class him as my charrie, so fire away. |D Lawls. You don't need to do a bio- I personally think 'mysterious' is ruined with bio- but I loose track if I don't have a bio, so I'mma post one here. Besides, it'll help you if you know a little about th lad's history. <3]]

Name: Luka Turner

Age: Ten

Gender: Male

Appearance: Luka has soft, deep black hair that falls down in a messy cut to just above his shoulders. His eyes are a cold, piercing blue, and they very rarely hold any emotion at all. He has a child-like face, which is to be expected, but the ex
pression is normally very mature, and he rarely smiles, other than if an adult were to show any concern. Besides those few times, he wears a stony ex
pression, oblivious to the world around him.
Luka stands at about four foot five, with slim shoulders and a lean, thin build. He wears a baggy, plain black hoodie that hangs down past his waist to just above his knees, and is clearly far too big. He also wears either tracksuit bottoms or shorts, and scruffy trainers.
Besides his usual attire, Luka often boasts marks- such as dark bruises or cuts- which he claims he gets from being an accident-prone, clumsy person. When asked, he usually has a ready excuse about how he fell down the stairs, ran into a lamp post, or walked into a door. By now, his teacher believes Luka to be quite thick to get himself injured so often.

Personality: Luka does not do well around others. If doing group work in class, for instance, he will sit silently on his own and count the seconds until the humiliation of not having a partner is over. Despite this, he goes out of his way to make sure he doesn't get close to anyone. He spends his lunch times quietly tucked away in the corner reading various books that are normally designed for university students, or sitting up in trees trying to avoid people. When at home, he goes to equal lengths to avoid his family. He spends as much time as he can in his room reading library books, and only goes downstairs when absoloutely necessary.
He does not have a very good relationship with any of his family. His older brother Jay does his best to pretend he is not related to Luka in any way, and Luka is fine with that. His mother is convinced that Luka goes out of his way to cause trouble in her life, and anytime there is a mess in the house or one of the plants in the background gets trampled, she jumps to blame her nearest child and take her anger and frustration out on them. As Jay is out from morning to night, this is almost always Luka. Even when it isn't, his brother 'gets back at him' for it not being him. His father is an alcoholic, one of the reasons for his financial troubles. He gets home late every night, and when he does get home, he is usually drunk and lashes out at his family for no apparent reason.

History: Luka's family has been 'different' for as long as he remembers. Really, things were fine up until just after he was born. His grandmother died, and it sent his mother into a depression, which turned his father to alcohol. Jay believes it was Luka's fault their parents 'went round the bend', and is unsympathetic to his sibling.

[[Lawls. Luka is a very confuzzled child. xD

Yeah, sounds good. Any age you want is good with me. <3

This thread, I guess. :3 And, I'm not really bothered. xD I suppose an angel would actually be really good, as they're really protective, one reason he could grow so close to Luka. xD]]

[[Trololol, of course I don't mind starting. <3]]

Luka sighed as the bell rang, slinging his bag onto his back. He waited for the stampede of children to cease before walking slowly out of the classroom, not eager in the slightest to be home. His mother had been in a worse mood than usual lately, and he had a plaster on his cheek and a bruise just under his eye to show for it. It was a Friday, meaning he'd have to go an enitre weekend with his mother in that kind of mood, which was never a good thing. While almost every other student was chattering away happily to a friend, he remained silent as he walked out of the school gates, deciding to take the long way home. Everyone walked faster than him, but he still heard bits of conversation as he entered the park on the way to his house. It wasn't a park with merry go rounds and the like, but just a nice, grassy area with a slightly forested thicket here and there, as well as benches alongside the gravel path that wound it's way through the park.

''Yeah, me and my mum are going to the beach this weekend, and I can't wait! It's gonna be so much fun... we'll make sandcastles... and eat ice cream too...''
''Yeah, Bobby's coming over to my house this weekend... huh? Oh yeah... yeah, you can come too...''
''My dad gets home from work today... Yeah, he went to Japan or something... hehe, I know... can't wait... bet he got me something...''
Such were the conversations he had to listen to as he walked. Deciding it would be better to take a detour and read for a bit rather than heading straight home, Luka wandered over to a bench and sat down. There were some pretty big trees behind the bench, and the thick limbs of some of the trees hung over it. Even though he had planned to, Luka actually didn't take out a book, instead watching as the leaves from the tree above him drifted down silently to the ground.

Luka felt something touch his shoulder and jumped in his seat, startled. He twisted his body around on the bench so he was directly facing the man, and tilted his head to the side suspiciously. His eyes were cautious, his features wary of what the man could possibly want. He contemplated staying silent, but decided against it, figuring the man would talk if he himself talked.

''H-hello?'' He stammered, looking up at the strange man. Why had he disturbed him? Couldn't the odd person just leave him alone so he could enjoy his peace and quiet, watching the leaves drift silently and slowly in the light wind?

Luka turned his body round as the strange man circled the bench, then jumped again. How did this weirdo know his name? Was he a stalker or something?

Luka glanced around as the strange man stated that he had no friends. It stung, to hear it said like that, but he'd heard it before. Whispered conversations about 'the loner', as he was known to most. But still, something told him this strange man didn't mean it in the hurtful way others said it in. He didn't mean to offend.

Luka swallowed hard, eyes wide, as the man said he wanted to be his friend and actually... bowed? What kind of a guy did something like that? Luka was hesitant, but his mind went back to what he already knew. He didn't have any friends, as the man had stated; this man, although strange, seemed nice.

So, smiling meekly, Luka nodded his head the barest fraction. ''I... I'd like that.'' He said, voice quiet and soft, but with a slight note of hope ringing through it.

[[Tch, yeah. Lucky Luka's mom don't care or it'd be ike this. Luka: Hey mom, I got a new friend! Mom: Really? Who? Luka: This guy dressed in black who was at the park who said he wnated to be my friend. Mom: How old was he? Luka: I dunno, twenty something. Then he asked me what I wanted to do! Mom: ...]]

Luka watched the strange man curiously. He was smiling, but... he didn't seem happy. Luka didn't know why he thought that, he just did. Maybe it was something in his eyes, he wasn't sure. Or maybe he was just imagining things.

He tilted his head to the side, wondering what the man meant. Besides being very weird, he didn't seem different to everyone else. Luka himself didn't think he was so very different to everyone else.

Luka brushed away his thoughts, smiling softly again. ''Do you want to go to the lake? There are birds there around this time of year.'' He said, his voice just as quiet as it always was. Standing up, he stuck both of his hands in the pocket of his hoodie.

''What's your name, anyway?''