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YOON JISOO
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윤지수
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PRINCE OF OSMURG
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✖   dat boi
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✖   sin personified
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✖   clingy as hell — strangers beware
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✖   do not challenge him to a drinking contest. u will lose.
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✖    do not challenge him to an eating contest. u will definitely lose.
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✖  "u say rules, i hear 'guidelines'."
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✖   drunk and/or stoned like 99% of the time
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✖   tastes like bad decisions and family disappointment
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✖   sweetheart in a bottle of vodka
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✖   surprisingly loved by the common ppl
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✖   throws money at all his problems
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✖   needs help
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fc: SEO IN-GUK
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Y O O N   J I S O O.           윤지수

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█ ▌FULL NAME:  Yoon Jisoo


█ ▌PREFERRED NAME: Jisoo


█ ▌NICKNAME:  TBA


█ ▌AGE:  Twenty


█ ▌DATE OF BIRTH:  16th of April (  )


█ ▌FACE CLAIM:  Seo In-guk


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█ ▌ PARENTS  ▌█


Father | Jong-soo, King of Osmurg | Forty-six


Mother | Sohyeon, Queen of Osmurg | Forty-four


█ ▌SIBLINGS/OTHERS  ▌█  

Best Friend | Lee Kang-chul | Twenty-one
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█ ▌COUNTRY  ▌█


Osmurg

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█ ▌GENDER:  Male


█ ▌SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  Pansexual | Panromantic


█ ▌RELATIONSHIP STATUS:  Single, despite the long stretch of lovers parading in and out of his bedchambers day and night. 


█ ▌PARTNER/S:  He has a few mainstays, but none are serious and therefore irrelevant.


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A monochromatic boy with alabaster skin and flints for eyes, dominated by sharp features offset by the persistent layer of puppy fat pillowing his cheeks. He carries himself with the easy, loping grace of a predator on the prowl; all six feet and two inches of savage intent, coiled within solid planes of slender, gym-toned muscle. His physique boasts strength and firm masculinity. A princely stance: lofty and unconcerned; the promise of a firm handshake—but his visage bears a kind of boyish charm absent elsewhere; most apparent in plush, wine-stained lips curled readily into an impish grin.
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A tiny mole sits directly beneath the corner of his left eye; one of the rare traits he can say belongs to his mother. He is his father's child, after all; King Jong-soo twenty years younger from the tips of his pitch black locks—always slicked upwards, never unstyled—down to the soles of his thousand-dollar leather-clad feet. Every stitch, every gleaming button permitted to grace his refined frame bleeds luxury. Handmade only from the finest of fabrics and often tailored according to his tastes. Such is only fitting for the crown prince of the wealthiest nation in the region. No matter how casual his attire may seem, one can always expect a hefty price tag to accompany it.
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Faint scars are also present in places where swathes of black ink used to dominate, particularly his upper arms, torso, and the side of his neck—all unfortunate remnants of a long-aborted rebellious phase and a brief love affair with a tattoo needle. However, a single tattoo has been allowed to remain; the location and precise details of which remain a closely guarded secret to this day.
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The Boy King, armed with the world at his fingertips and a sharp-toothed grin that promises both peril and adventure in equal amounts. Nothing is ever enough for someone like him—feral, unrestrained; electricity crackling beneath his skin and fingers scrabbling for more, more, m o r e—and the moment he lays his eyes on something he knows he wants, one can be certain he will do everything in his power and beyond to acquire it.
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A naturally sociable individual, Jisoo can rarely be found without the company of others. He finds the simple act of social interaction invigorating, with no particular preference in the kind of people he surrounds himself in. As long as they're not boring, of course. Boredom is an anathema against his nature, and people deemed too plain are readily tossed aside like yesterday's garbage. Even as a child, he had always been far too talkative for his own good; so much so that even his parents have given up on getting him to shut up. It's only fortunate that he possesses the kind of nature people often gravitate to: easy-going, humorous, endlessly charming, and with an inborn knack for worming himself into the hearts and minds of men and women alike.
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Though usually perceived as callous and arrogant at first glance, Jisoo is actually quite affectionate—a trait often seen as unexpected, yet somewhat endearing for those fortunate enough to experience it. Physical affection is a need, and things such as hugging, hand-holding, or simply laying his head on someone's shoulder comes about as naturally to him as breathing. However, rejecting said gestures can come off as a personal affront, which can lead to no small amount of sulking, and—sometimes—temper tantrums bordering on violent.
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As one can probably predict, Jisoo is not entirely in control of his emotions. He is prone to episodes of extreme, sometimes violent outbursts, especially when subjected to a great deal of stress. However, these episodes are fleeting at best, and he is always quick to repair whatever damage he causes—both to the furniture and to whoever might be unfortunate enough to find themselves around him whenever it occurs.
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In Osmurg, there is no such thing as free.
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