Mikhail Loki Shuliakovskii

[Mikhail Loki Shuliakovskii]

Mikhail Loki Shuliakovskii

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Name: Lalala~
Age: I exist, don’t I~?
Roleplaying Experience: Enough~
How you found the site: No clue~

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Name: Mikhail Loki Shuliakovskii
Gender: Male
Age: Nineteen
Hair Color: Very dark brown
Eye Color: Greyish brown
Skin Tone: Pale, burns very easily
Height: 6’5”
Weight: 162 lbs
Wealth: Average
Sexual Orientation: Bicurious
Why they are in La Campana: As he is currently attending university in Barcelona, Mikhail took on a part-time job helping out at La Campana. …he doesn‘t exactly know what a ‘homosexual reformation school’ is, however.[/size]

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Likes:

♛ Snow
♛ Skiing
♛ Hockey
♛ Home cooked food
♛ Cats
♛ Classical music
♛ Spicy things
♛ Poetry
♛ Drinking
♛ Saunas
♛ RPG video games
♛ Maple, apple, and cinnamon
♛ Photography
♛ Stuffed animals

Dislikes:

♛ Heat
♛ Swimming
♛ Rap music
♛ American football
♛ Fancy food
♛ College work
♛ Being confused
♛ The color yellow
♛ The English language
♛ Being treated like a secretary
♛ Small children

Turn Ons:

♛ Accents. Mikhail is a sucker for anyone without an accent that he’s used to, ie. anyone without a Russian or Slavic accent.
♛ Dirty talk. Especially in foreign languages, such as French, Finnish or Italian.
♛ Being in the dark. It just tends to enhance the experiences.
♛ Bondage. Though he’s loathe to admit it, Mikhail enjoys being restrained, but only by those he has the utmost trust in.
♛ Biting his earring. It’s just an erogenous zone, that’s all.
♛ Spontaneous, outdoor things. But only in places where he’s sure he’s not going to get caught~
♛ Cute. Because of how he was raised and how brutish some of his colleges were, Mikhail has grown to appreciate smaller, less threatening partners.

Turn Offs:

♛ The English language. Mikhail has had the worst time learning the language, so much so that he’s utterly adverse to it. While he appreciates a scant few phrases in a nice British accent, he does not like prolonged use of the language, as it confuses him.
♛ Overly large breasts. They just seem…fake.
♛ Exhibitionism. Mikhail is much to shy to ever actually expose himself to anyone
♛ Sadism. While he may like a bit of rough play, he does not enjoy being thrown around and such.
♛ Blonds. No particular reason. He just doesn’t find them as attractive as others.

Nervous Habits:

♛ Fiddling with his glasses when nervous or bored.
♛ Muttering in Russian when he doesn’t understand something, which is more often than not.

Fears:

♛ Water, very much so.
♛ Failing out of school.
♛ Never being able to understand the world.

Goals/Aspirations:

♛ To move somewhere where English is never used
♛ Barring that, to actually learn the language decently
♛ To pass all of his classes and graduate and perhaps get a job at LC

Appearance:

When one first lays eyes on Mikhail, perhaps the first thing they notice is that he’s very, very tall. Indeed, he stands out in a crowd at any point, awkward, slightly lanky, and undeniably unable to hide wherever he is. He is toned, though not necessarily in impeccable shape, and generally appears a bit on the thin side because of his lack of muscle mass. Bright grayish brown eyes peer out from behind thick black glasses, giving him a rather charming, if nerd-chic appearance. Dark brown hair frames his face, curling around itself in light waves, falling to his shoulders in a controlled fashion. Three rings are pierced through his right ear, and a large, intricate tattoo of a swan in flight graces his entire back.

His sense of style is a bit reserved, especially for his age. He enjoys wearing nice dress slacks and button-up shirts most of the time, along with vests and suit coats. While it may seem rather out of place for a place such as Barcelona, he does not take much notice of the odd stares it garners him. When he is forced to be more ‘casual’, however, he can be found in jeans and tshirts, though it is much less common to see him in such.

Personality:

Upon first glance, Mikhail appears to be a normal, if very naïve man, a typical nerdish college student studying abroad, and nothing out of the ordinary. He is shy when meeting new people, quiet when around those he does not know, and utterly awkward around those he wishes to know better. It is perhaps easiest to say that he has not outgrown the awkwardness of youth, and in still in a transitional period where he is still learning how to be a normal man, a normal teen. He enjoys the simple things in life, taking great pleasure in living as simply as possible; this is not to say that he shuns materialistic possessions and only appreciates aestetics, but instead that he dislikes how complicated the world can be at times. If given the choice between a quick, yet complicated solution to his problems, he will almost always chose to find a harder, if somewhat more direct way of accomplishing things, as he finds it to be more comforting.

He is kind, almost to a fault, and while he does indeed have a angry streak, it is rarely brought to fruition. Instead, he is merely awkwardly affectionate to those that manage to win his trust, and to those that he truly opens up to, he is one of the most loyal, if not devoted, friends they can ever hope to possess. He will go out of his way to defend and help those that he cares for, platonic or lovingly, and does not hesitate to drop everything in order to provide assistance, whether it be some incredibly difficult task or just a small favor.

Perhaps one of the oddest aspects of Mikhail’s personality is his rather…shady interactions with his family outside of his immediate unit. Though his parents are both dancers, his maternal grandparents are involved in rather…suspect business altercations, and in as much, he does not generally like to speak about his family to those who are not related to him.

It is because of this that he fears little, and while he will attempt to redirect any questions asked about said lax personality, it appears that there is, perhaps, a bit more than meets the eye when it comes to his involvement in the world, especially within Russia. Again, if asked about any of this, he generally feigns innocence or pretends that he does not understand the questions, but there is a certain air of arrogance to him, despite his kind personality, that suggests that he has powerful connections. It can be said for certain though that he is much, much more intelligent, perceptive, and plain ruthless than he lets on. Though it is rare to see, the more mature, focused side of Mikhail is something both terrifying and beautiful to witness. He makes no efforts to hide his connections to the mafia, and almost flaunts the power his family holds, using it without qualm for his own benefit. However, it is so rare to see this side of the man that it is all but a myth to most, even himself. Unless the situation truly calls for the callous cruelty that he is capable of, he pushes that aspect of his personality away, hiding and keeping under lock and key.

He dislikes being so cold and impersonal, and thus makes attempts to distance himself from his family’s businesses if at all possible. While again, he has no qualms calling upon their help if it is absolutely needed, he would much rather be done with all of the intrigue and danger, which was partially what influenced his travel to Spain. He would much rather be a normal man in a normal job, even if it is somewhat mundane compared to what he is used to, and strives to achieve this sense of normality, even going so far as to not accept much help from his family when it comes to finances and other such things. He wants to work and wants to struggle, if only because he never had to as a child.

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Father:

♛ Vadim Shuliakovskii/ 44

Mother:

♛ Schellya Shuliakovskii/ 42

Sibling/s:

♛ Ratu Shuliakovskii / 22 / Sister

Other important relatives:

♛ Anatoliy Vershinina / 65 / Maternal Grandfather

Pets:

♛ Matvey / 2 years / Rabbit

History:

The child of two Russian dancers, and the grandchild of a an infamous member of the mob, Mikhail was raised in a life of relative luxury. As a young boy, he was raised within the city of Saint Petersburg, allowed to run slightly wild, and yet kept under close watch. Because of his mother’s side of the family, he was always under constant surveillance by relatives who wished to make sure that their competitors did not try to take advantage of his helplessness. However, this did not limit his childhood in any way; instead, what turned his life into a more bizarre show was the fact that his family was always moving from country to country, their location dependent on when and where his mother and father were performing for the night.

It might have seemed to be a rather jolting and unstable life for a young boy, but supplied with a private tutor and coupled with the other children of the other performers, Mikhail was never left wanting. He grew up enjoying the freedom and the adventure, never content to stay in one place for too long. It was exhilarating, exciting, and though it may not have been the most conventional of childhoods, it was what shaped him into the adult that he would soon grow into.

He was not, however, sheltered from his mother’s side of the family, and in as much, he was taught about the family business, about what they did, and who he should look out for. Though the times he was home in Russia were few and far between, they served their purpose. His grandfather took him under his wing, and soon enough Mikhail was a trained, if not at all seasoned, member of the mob, bound to keep it secret and work to profit his family even more. While he did not object to this, he found himself more and more longing for the freedom that he had had as a child, and with his grandfather’s blessing, was sent out to roam Europe under the guise of looking for colleges.

It was during this time however, that Mikhail fell in love with Spain. The warmth, the customs, and just the carefree attitude of the people, it all intrigued him. It was because of this that he finally decided to write home, asking for money to finally settle down and attend the universities he had supposedly been looking at. His request was granted, and he enrolled in a college located in Barcelona, intent on starting a new life and intrigued about the possibilities of living in a single place for an extended amount of time. He wanted to be normal, to be like everyone else, and thus he began to search for a job. Money was not an issue, but rather he wished for first hand knowledge of how the world around him worked, and because of this, he ended up at La Campana, becoming a teaching assistant for the music department, totally unaware of the school’s true purpose.

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