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"Ah? What do you what? My name? I don't recall knowing you... Whatever. It's Hayate Michaelis. What? Am I mixed? Yeah, so what? My mom's a euro and my dad's a jap. Does it really matter? Huh? How old am I? ARe you trying to start a fight? ...? My likes and dislikes? Jeez, you sure are asking a lot of questions... But like I said, I don't recall knowing you. So get lost, trash. I've got time to kill, and there's too many people around for my liking..."

Bio
Name: Hayate Michaelis
Race: European/Japanese
Age: 19
Profession: Actor(unwilling) and Writer (main job)
Likes: horror movies, watching accidents unfold, sleeping, eating, reading a good action novel
Dislikes: romance movies, Valentine's Day, the color pink, flowers, people who flirt a lot, being in a romancing show, cold temperatures
Life: He's a successful actor, no matter what role he plays. But he often ends up playing a flirt or being in a romance movie. On the camera, his expression is flawless...and fake. But it's enough for the audiences. The moment the camera is off of him, his expression is as grim as death. He only gives a true smile when talking about horror, death, and gruesome fights. As a result, those around him think he's twisted.
He's mostly known to be an actor, but he's actually a writer. He only has a few books out, all of them are actions or horrors that have, either a gruesome end or the villain wins in a twist of fate.

Setting: Hayate has just finished another series. To get away for a while to work on his books, he returns to his home town. It's a small town that's settled into the side of a mountain. Most known as a popular spot for mountain-climbing, sweet pastries, and artistic graveyard. (Meaning, the graveyard looks more like a sculpture art gallery than a resting place for the dead.)


Name: Travis Mont
Race: American
Age: 18
Profession: Actor
Likes: Romance, guys, romance movies, manga, sweets, the color blue, warm rainy days, acting.
Dislikes: Horror, death, girls, liars, fakers, sluts, whores, snakes, spiders, bees, mountain lions.
Life: His parents died when he was ten. They had been going camping and a mountain lion had attacked them. They had all tried to get in the car and drive off, but the big cat grabbed his mother by the leg and started to drag her away. His father had stuffed him into the car and locked the doors before going after his wife. Travis had watched both of his parents get mauled by the mountain lion. He had started to honk the horn and the creature got scared off. He went to his parents and was glad that they were still alive. He found his mother's cell phone and called for help.

His parents were rushed to the hospital where they bled to death. The mountain lion's teeth and claws had severed a major artery in both of them. Travis became an orphan and went to live with his Aunt Mari in Japan.

Growing up, even though he hated horror because of his parents' death, he developed a taste for horror stories, particularly ones involving animals. It was how he coped with the death of his parents. Once he was done with a book, he would always have nightmares of his parents dying like how the characters in the book died. His aunt never said any thing. Travis hadn't cried at his parents funneral or when they died. It was only after he read a horror story and imagined his parents in it that he cried. When he turned thirteen he finally came to terms with his parents being gone. It was also around this time that he joined the school drama club.

Travis was an amazing actor. His drama teacher always said he would get discovered some day. His teacher took the iniciative and invited a talent scout to one of the school's performances that Travis was taking part in. He was seventeen then. The talent scout liked what he saw and soon enough and with his aunt's permission, he was hired as an actor at a company.

Now a year later Hayate's manager has hired him. He is being paid to make Hayate fall in love with him. He has one year to make a man who doesn't believe in love fall in love with him. Travis had hoped being hired by the manager would further his career as an actor. Maybe he can consider this job as practice for acting?

Your Character: "___" is an actor that Hayate's manager hired. The manager is worried about Hayate indulging into his books too much. (Though, he really just doesn't want to lose his gold mine.) "___" has been paid to make Hayate fall in love with him. (Hopefully, fixing his fake-habit.) Problem is, Hayate doesn't believe in love.

Challenge: "___" has to make Hayate fall for him. The time limit is one year, for that's how long he'll be on break until the next job.

Rules
Follow Guild rules
Obey Gaia TOS
I like literacy

That's all. Thank you.

Travis was sitting in a seat on a train with his face set in a scowl as he looked at the scenery rushing past the train window. Most people would have loved the massive mountains that were coming into view, Travis didn't. He hated them. They reminded him of how he had lost his parents eight years ago. His phone ringing distacted him before he could start walking down memory lane. He checked the caller ID before flipping the phone open and speaking into it.

"Manager, to what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" he asked, using his 'be nice to the boss' voice.

There was a pause and the sound of someone breathing before a voice on the other end replied," I called to give you the address since you lost the piece of paper I wrote it down on."

Travis scowled again. At the time he hadn't known what the grubby piece of napkin he had found in his mail was. He couldn't see the writing scrawled on it so he pitched it. He scabbled around in his bags before he found a pencil and a small note book. "Thank you. What is it?" he asked. A few minutes later and Travis had the address. He hung up and stowed his phone in his pocket. A few hours later he had arrived in Hayate's home town

"Who knew such a cold guy could come from a place like this?" he said to himself as he got off the train with his belongings and began the trek to Hayate's place.

Much to his surprise he enjoyed the hike to Hayate's house. Though when he came to the cementary he quickened his pace and didn't glance at it. People could think he was rude to the dead, he barely visited his own parents' graves. He didn't like to be reminded how they died. Irionicly enough their tombstones had mountain lion carvings on them. His mom and dad had loved the very beasts that had ended them.

Finally he came to Hayate's door. He knocked and hoped he wasn't out at the moment. Though he wasn't sure what he would do if he was at home. He had read the man's file and he was just what Travis didn't like. As he waited he took out the horror book he had been reading lately. If he had a phicoligist the man probably would had said that reading horror stories wasn't good for his mind given his parents' death. Frankly he didn't really give a damn. That was why he skipped the phycoligist and just lived his life.

The book Travis was reading saved him from looking up into the face of the skull. Ironicly enough it was one of Hayate's own horror books. He only nodded his head in response to his new roommate's question. He finished the page he was reading before he slipped a bookmark between the pages and closed it. Then he looked up into the cruely smirking face of Hayate. Mentally he called his manager foul names. How was he supposed to get this demon to fall in love with him?

Travis looked at the skull and back at Hayate with an eyebrow raised. "Hi there. I'm your new roommate, Travis Mont. It's a little early for Halloween don't ya think?" he asked smirking.

Maybe he's slightly insane or a big fan of Halloween. Travis leaned down and stowed his book in one of his bags. He slung on over his shoulder and grabbed the handle of the other. "May I come in now?" he asked.

The American tilted his head and his expression turned thoughtful as he listened to Hayate. As he walked in he couldn't help but think Hayate was right. Though he hated horror he wasn't afraid of it. He had a lot of respect for the authors of the books he had read and he had never read a book who's author was as deticated as Hayate was. "Cool," he said softly. He couldn't help the awe in his voice.

The fake corpse Hayate had stepped over Travis tripped and fell over. He gazed into the face of Khalon and his jaw dropped as he forgot to breath for a moment. He shook his head and stood up as he grabbed his bag again. "You're the most dedicated author I've ever met," he said smiling slightly. He stepped over the rest of the fake corpse and lifted his wheeled bag over it. "You're right," he said softly as he remembered his parents. If they hadn't gone camping.......

"Can you show me to the room and then show me the rest of the house?" he asked. He surprised himself at how eager he sounded to tour the place and he wasn't even acting.

Travis felt like he was on a movie set. He had been in a horror movie before, but compared with Hayate's house the set had been a sad failure.

Travis chuckled a bit. Hayate had no idea what kind of a sick freak Travis was. He didn't plan on telling him though.

He nodded at Hayate's warning about the house. When the skeletons fell out of the closet door he opened and landed on top of him, Travis burst out laughing. He wiped tears from his eyes as he finally gained control of himself. "I'm sorry Michaelis-san, but that was the funnyest thing I have ever seen," he said. He took his book out and handed it to Hayate. "Would you like a refresher on your house?" he said smiling.


He went up to Hayate and picked a spiderweb out of his hair. "Sorry it was bugging me," he said as he flicked it off his fingers with a bit of a disgusted look on his face. He gave a mental shiver. He hated spiders. Too many legs and they all were hairy and.........Erggg!!

The warning about spiders in the attic and not to look up especially when passing through doorways made the smile fall from his face. He gulped and nodded. "Thanks," he said weakly. He made a mental note to wear a hat inside the house. He followed Hayate further into the house. He took his book back once Hayate was done with it.

As they went through the house it reminded Travis of a haunted house. Like the ones kids at his school would host during the Cultural Festival every year.

"Michaelis-san, have you ever considered opening this place to the public on Halloween? I'm sure you'd make a lot of money to fund your books if you did," he said.

Travis stopped dead in his tracks as a spider dropped right in front of him. He stared at it in wide eyed terror and completely froze. He dropped his book and forgot to breath.

Travis did a full body shudder once Hayate squished the spider. Then he started breathing again. He bent over and put his hands on his knees as another shudder went through him. Whoever said spiders were important could crawl down a hole and die. In Travis' opinion spiders were one of the worst things on earth. Though he had no idea when his fear of them had started.


"Deal, but I'm not cleaning the bloody attic. You can go up there," he said weakly. He grabbed his book and his bag and stood up again. Since they had already seen Hayate's room and the study, Travis assumed the the door they were in front of was his room.

"I'm going to bed. Night Michaelis-san," he said. He went into the room and turned on the light. was glad there didn't seem to be too much done to the room in the realm of horror. He went to the closet and breathed a sigh of relief when there weren't any skeleton's in it. He took off his shirt, dusted the closet with it, and started to unpack. He put the dirty shirt in a corner to be washed later and changed into some night clothes. Then he flopped onto the bed. He fell asleep almost instantly.