Katiri "Ri" Bell
"You're talking to someone who has to shower at the local YMCA on a regular basis."
Likes: large open spaces, colors, all the colors, unique accessories, and fish.
Dislikes: Rich and snobby people, any artist without pride, brussel sprouts and any kind of squid.
Personality: He’s a giant goofball and just as colorful as he looks. He can take on the role of a mother hen and scold people, hands on hips, waving a loaded paintbrush as he nags. He’s stubborn to a fault and has a very strong sense of what’s right and wrong. He hates to be indebted to people, so he rarely accepts help even though he needs it. He handles stress like a total spaz. He’s forgetful, but hardworking and extremely loyal. At the moment he’s unwilling to trust relationships though.
Louis- lovesick 1990's businessman
Katagiri Shimakage- Japanese warlord
Status: taken by Michael (Selkie Seven)
Art style: tends to work large, or tiny, or on whatever surface he can find. Be that a rock, a shoe, or a canvas. He prefers oil paint or working with jewelry or other craft objects. He likes color and broad paint strokes. His style is very much his own and his studio looks like an art maze of hell. A person can get lost in there!
Appearance: He's decently tall and lean with a slight tan. His light brown hair is to his shoulders and messy, often worn in a loose bun. He uses pencils and random mismatched clips to hold it back. His hair was shorter in college with blue tips and if he dyed it again, it would be that. He has a tattoo of a rainbow koi fish on his shoulder and he makes his own jewelry (including his signature iridescent koi and chains ear piercing). He tends to look like an artist who just emerged from his studio with paint on him and his clothes. What muscle he has is natural from running around and such. He'll dress anything from casual with artistic touches to sexy/colorful clubbing outfits. Which he will totally wear when not clubbing sometimes. But expect old messy jeans if he's painting. Favors blue, purple, and pinks.
Bio: Once upon a time, two souls met and connected. Over the years, they reincarnated and found each other over and over...
....until Katiri and Michael met while drunk in some Las Vegas club and decided to get married. Ya know, before they even knew each other's names. Blame it on reincarnated souls. Katiri has had bad luck with men and currently sworn off them, so he's more than willing to sweep this marriage under the rug and pretend it never happened.