The OOC
username: chiretto
name: karu
e-Mail: hand.soap@live.com
AIM: aUFOmaker
link to past RP experience:
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The Character
name: Ren Mihashi
age: 16
fandom: Ookiku Furikabutte
point from canon you're taking them from: Episode 25
was this character held for you? Yes, but expired.
anything else significant we should know about them? Can throw baseballs with incredible accuracy and is very dedicated to practice.

RP sample:
The mound was Mihashi's special place as a pitcher. It was one of the places that just felt right...but that was probably the same for all pitchers. In a world that was filled with billions and billions of people, Mihashi disappeared into the masses of everyday people. Who would notice a chicken-faced middle-schooler that hardly had faith in himself? Who would notice someone like him? After all, he was a nobody.

Mihashi had believed that wholeheartedly. He was nothing special. His old teammates had driven that into his head with their taunts and threats. They had stopped catching his pitches and had even threatened to break his arm. It had scared the living daylights out of him. Everyday, he couldn't bear to face his teammates and their hate for him, but Mihashi did it anyway to hold onto his position. He couldn't imagine being unable to pitch and it was the only thing that made him stand out.

He just knew it.

He knew it by the way the baseball felt in his hand, light and reassuring like a teddy bear. He knew it by the way the ball flew from his hand, the seams rubbing against his fingers as it sailed through the distance to the catcher’s mitt. His catcher’s mitt. Abe’s mitt.

It had to be Abe. Mihashi didn't want anyone else but him. Not just any catcher could do. Abe is different. He actually caught his pitches. He believed in him and understood him, and actually tried to help him. Abe is special. He would pitch, if Abe would catch, because Abe taught him that he was special. At least a little bit...Since someone as amazing, talented, and smart as Abe saw something in him, it made Mihashi try a little harder to see it in himself. The thing that he had always been looking for. The reason he belonged on the mound.

On the mound, Mihashi wasn't like everyone else. On the mound, Mihashi wasn't worthless...There, he can stand as a pitcher. He'd practice and practice and keep on pitching on that little mound of dirt made just for him. He'd show the world he's meant to pitch.

Journal sample:
T-This...This place...

Ah...H-He--Hello? I-Is anyone...h-here...?C-Can...Can I still...play...a-ah...b-base...ball...?

Is...A-Abe-kun...I wonder...