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Name: Aizen, as he likes to be known.
Gender/Identity: He/Him/Himbo Pogo Stick
Alignment: Chaotic Nonchalant
Orientation: Switch with an itch. Upright or too slow, he's in your face or down below~
Preference: Femme presenting; male, female, futa chicks with fun fucking dicks.
Approachability: 100%. Come and chat, or just cum. No Regrets, even if Yolo isn't a thing.
Infamy: 2% like skim milk (RP>PVP)
Popularity: So out of fucks, nothin' left but fuckdust.
Flavor: Tasty!

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With skin that ranges between a mix of sun baked clay and light ebony, the tones leave him comfortably tanned. His physique is mildly athletic, boasting strength with some feats of dexterity; without the imposing muscle mass of a walking bulge. A compliment to this can only be accentuated by the color of his hair and goatee; a rich and velvety chocolate hue. His eyes are a pale shimmer of honey, settled along a pair of gentle almond shaped sockets. An easy smile usually rests over his face when he's awake or asleep; preferably cuddled or curled up against someone warm; buxom or busty being the plus side.

His facial features are chiseled into a narrow draw, laugh lines dimpling his cheeks and the corners of his mouth from too many nights and days spent drinking, fucking, or the celebratory party after a long dungeon raid! You'll almost never see the cracks of red veins in his eyes, but maybe the glaze of intoxication or admiration when he's nose to nose with a dance partner or fist to fist with a comrade. He's a nonchalant party boi, positive for the fun.

Unless you threaten a friend. A comrade. Someone he likes. Or maybe just being a damn killjoy for the happy buzz.

His smile will somber a bit. He'll lean forward. He'll play nice and ask you to stop. He'll give you every chance to enjoy the party.

Until he doesn't. Until someone or something forces him to be exactly what he doesn't show. And those eyes sharpen in contrast just enough to make the shiver running down your spine a little different than the kind you get when he winks.

Make no mistakes in thought, that's a fiend beneath all the sex appeal and kickback fuckery. He's wearing that skin like a custom tailored suit; his Saturday night disco heat. He doesn't flex. He doesn't boast. He just waits for you to follow-through on whatever bullshit you've said to piss him off. And when it doesn't click, and the bluff waters down, he goes back to drinking and turns the music back up. You're not going to rain on his parade after that.

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Flavor Faves for lights? Bubblegum pink when we just go with the flow~

:) Theme song of the profile is Andrew WK's 'Party Hard' but can vary throughout RP. :)

Not to pop anyone's precious **IMMERSION** bubbles, but roleplaying this character will have references to Real World products with Faerunian imrpov. Rockstar might become BuzzBard or something more creative. This character was made to be enjoyed rather than the somber notes; though he comes with his own story arc and development!

Tell Friendly for questions, concerns, criticism, and all that delicious hatemail. <3

(Currently looking for someone to assist in the construction of his goatee!)