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Legal Information
NAME: Yang Yoseob
NICKNAMES: Yoyo, Bagel Boy, Speshur, Seobbie
DATE OF BIRTH: January 5th, 1990
PLACE OF BIRTH: Seoul, South Korea
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Somewhere
Physical Information
HAIR COLOR: Black (naturally)
EYE COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 175 CM
WEIGHT: Classified
Relationship Information
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Gay
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP(S): No one
ANNIVERSARY: NONE
Family
Husband/Boyfriend: None [none],.
Kids: Hazuki [Son: Deceased], Hime [Daughter: Deceased],
Family members: [empty], empty [empty].
Past Relationships:, Seungri [Biological Father of Hazuki]. Hitsu [The lynx/father of Hime], Name [connection].
Miscellaneous Information
OCCUPATION: Singer, songwriter
ADDICTIONS: CANDY
LIKES: Music, Movies, beaches, the country side, traveling, singing, sweets, rollar coasters,
DISLIKES: Fighting, pain, liars, rude people, harsh weather, sasaeng fans.
Rules
� Don't be rude.
� Read the character's background and history.
� This character roleplays mpreg (male pregnancy)
� Drama in RP is great, Drama OOC will get you blocked.
� Strictly Gay. Ladies, please keep the punani to yourself.
� Always discuss big events in a rp. ALWAYS
� If you don't plan on rping for a while, move along.
� All romances are slow burns; Yoseob will not fall in love over night.
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History
He should have known better to think that everything was going to stay so perfect. He was so happy. He had an amazing lover who stood by his side no matter what. He had two beautiful babies, one boy and one girl. They were his whole world. Those three souls kept him grounded, and made his heart feel full. His friends were there for him, his work was less about survival and more about exploring one�s creativity and skill. His life had become well rounded and healthy. It was everything he could have hoped for and more.
Then it happened. That car ride. His family was headed back to the city from an amusement park. His children were giggling and playing in their car seats, and his fianc� was humming to a song on the stereo. Then a driver slammed on their breaks,the cars collided, and the spinning quickly followed. The sound of metal crunching, and his babies screaming went on for a moment, till all sound stopped. Things went black for a moment before he heard his love screaming for him. He woke slowly, but he instantly knew what happened. The silence in the back of their car made his heart sink.
He would never forget the sight. Their tiny hands still held the toys they got from the amusement park, but their bodies suddenly lacked life. Yang Yoseob had lost his children, and they took his heart with them. Then after a few short weeks, he lost his love. The pain was too much to take, their romance had also died that day. If it hadn�t been for his bandmates, and their families Yoseob would have been lost. His grief would have consumed him. But somehow it didn�t.
Present
The years after his loss were filled with numbness. Nothing could fill the hole that was left behind after that tragic night. Yoseob has found a way to cope though. It was mainly work. He buried himself in new projects. He started to take part in variety shows, and in musicals. He even was in a couple of dramas. On top of that, it was clear that his band BEAST would need to switch companies. They started small, they tried doing their own thing in Japan. And with some success they left their original company and became Highlight. It was a great move for all of them, but especially for Yoseob. Since the move, he has been able to bury his mind in work in effort to distract his mind from the pain inside.
Other than work, he became active. The rigorous training that Yoseob put his body through kept him from staying up at night, thinking of the sounds and cries that happened on that horrible night. It helped him sleep. It also helped his physical health as well as helped him escape to his dreams. Sleep was the easiest escape. He has a reoccurring dream. He feels like it could be a past life, or something that he had wiped from his memory. The details are so rich, the emotions are so strong, and he often feels like he has lived for years when he wakes up. But the dreams didn�t always help save his heart from the pain of his past.
Despite his pain and trauma, somehow Yoseob remains positive. He is always smiling, and doing his best to make the people around him happy. He cares for those he loves. He often drops whatever he is doing to make sure he is there for someone when they are in crises. It is the least he could do, after everything that his loved ones have done for him. He just hopes that one day in his adventures as a person and as an artist that he can find someone to help fill the hole in his heart.
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Title
Dream Life
Yoseob always has the same dream, but it feels like each dream is a different chapter of someone�s life. It is like a past life, or an erased memory. He sees blurred people.
Their faces gone, and voices morphed. In the dreams, he lives with these people that he can�t recognize. He loves them, protects them. There are children included. Children he feels a strong memory of love for; but he can�t remember their face or names. Then in the dreams, there is occasionally cloaked figures. Figures that threaten those who he can�t recognize. The dreams are an escape. They are filled with love, happiness, protection and a sense of belonging. Occasionally he feels fear from the ones that are cloaked. Once he wakes from the dreams, he feels like he has lived for months, or even years. Then reality sets in and he goes on living in reality.
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