YAY!

Name: Riku Kuroshira (Ree-coo Coo-ro-she-ru)(kept his mom's name)

Age: 19

Gender: male

Deion: (white hair, but he doesn't drink. He drinks water.)

Personality: Riku a real teddy bear. He likes to cuddle with people, but since the accident with the government, he's turend into a hardened shell of what he used to be. His black hair is now a bone white and he hardly talks to a lot of people. He finds that it's unnecessary for him to speak. However, get to know him and he is a fun guy to be with. He is very sweet and nice to those he wants to be. He doens't find a lot of things boring, but he is very afraid of what could happen to him while he is inside the asylum. He relies on others sometimes, but is more than capable of taking care of himself.

History: doesn't like to talk about it because it frames him as a murderer, even though social workers have asked about all teh scars he has on his body.

Orientation: bi

Other: He is a demon and he likes to paint and play instruments. he is decent with most but he loves the piano.

Name: Kyin Ichishiha (Kai-en Ee-chee-she-u)(kept his dad's name)

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Looks: (black haired one and he loves popsicles. favorite flavor: Cherry.)

Personality: Kyin is very out there when you meet him. He will say what he wants, when he wants and that tends to get him in trouble. he likes to find trouble even if it seems impossible to get into trouble. He finds a way. he likes the excitement of the outside world, which just happens to be overrun with those people addicted to LINE, because it's fun to watch them spasm before they die. He is actually very sweet when you get to know him. He likes to have fun and he likes to be with his brother. He is a little more overpreotective about his stuff (including his brother) than Riku is.

History: He thinks his paretns abandoned him, when they Riku actually killed them when he was little (about 4). However, he won't believe any of the workers that he recieved scars as a child, even though  he has one right over his right eye. He is a happy child since Riku hasn't told him the truth.

Orientation: Bi

Other: he is a demon but with black feathered wings (rare in a demon) He loves art and is pretty good with a ppen, but prefers paint and a pencil.

(should I add Jake?)

OoC; hi :) I haven't been on Res for aaggeessss! I would really like to join this :) But I don't have much time on my hands so I won't be able to post like every day. Is that alright? (; I'll still try to write large posts though.!

(umm...  I think Dakota should be human. It woul dbe more interesting that way.. I mean.. Demons can do different things... and there's all this... and he would probably be supprised learning that the twins are demons. Oooh! demon forms for them!)

Twins' Demon Forms. 

Riku: (except the cape isn't there(wings instead).. and he has a shirt on.. skin tight with no back on it.)

Kyin: (black wings though.)

Drip.Drip.Drip.

Water droplets formed.Hanging there on the moldy ceiling tile,suspened til they fell a tiny explosion on the gritty dirty floor.Dakota closed his eyes.Trying to relax the tense pain in his muscles that rippled through his body from fear and shear exhaushtion.He gulped his throut dry and crackled.Shoulders digging into stiff metal coils and ribs crying to be removed from the bare filthy mattress that lie in the corner of the floor.A Shiver rain through his spin he thought of his future,his past and not mention the desperate life he lived here.Alone and hungry.Imrisoned in this,this place only filled with the moans on the insane and the weeping of the people who still tried to hold on.Hope dwindked with each p*censored*ing day on isolation.He Missed even a simple hello with someone...It made him sharp and rigid about his thoughts almost angry now..he even questioned his own insanity...like a panther in a small cage. He sat up,shirtless and Shoeless that 'they' took away from him to make like even colder so to speak.He still had muscle tone but that was fading fast into a more gaunt frame...now his hip bones and ribs lightly stuck out,he looked down at them and sighed,would he die here?

(wow.... detailed...)

Dip, drop. Splash.

That's all the two could hear throughout the room, besides the hollers of those who were stil trying to hang onto their sanity. The concreate rooms of confinement were all they knew and all they wanted to know with how the outside was. There was nothing on the walls, nothing around them. One blinked his sapphire eyes and sat up. Shirtless and shoeless although he had his socks on. He shivered with the cold of the room and looked out the tiny window that was carved out. The slight sun warming his body before he turned to his brother and gently shook his chest. "Brother.... Hey... Riku.. Get up.. the sun's out..."

The white haired child opened his eyes and sat up. He yawned and sat up. He looked at his brother and yawned again. "mmh... What happened?" he looked at Kyin and again, laid down. He turned over, his shirtless body freezing. He heard sun and sat up again. He walked over to eh small window and basked in the sun, warming his body.

((sorry for all the typos last time...edited dakotas bio..and deleted eli's..sorry im just really bad at roleplaying with two charries..ive tried but its always gets messed up and my writing gets all sloppy and badly worded... im just not awesome enough for that,haha))

The twin's turned their attention to the wall on the far side of their room. Their gaze fell on each other and they ran to the other side of the room, their feet pattered against the floor. They pressed their ears to wall and heard a loud thudding. Riku, since hwas the stronger of the two, began to bag against the wall. "Hey! Hey!! You! Whoever you are!" He pouned on the wall again and began to desperately pound against the wall. "Hey!!" His ruby eyes began to fill with tears that contrasted the color. They poured from his eyes as rivers would down the side of the mountain. He slid down the wall, wanting to get out.

Kyin wrapped his arm around his brother. "We are here! You! What's your name?!" He pounded against the wall and felt it crack slightly. He moved his hand. Maybe wearing down the cement would make it crack or even give away. He pounded again, trying to make sure 's he caught the person's attention.

(faill....)