Miyuki Radke

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✧ Artistic - Miyuki is a fairly-well known tattoo artist in the art district, and an accomplished violinist.

✧ Fast creative learner - Can pick up on things related to art easily.

✧ Polyglot - Speaks several languages. English, Korean, Japanese, Russian, and Irish.



Negatives (At Least 3):

✦ Moody - Like most women, Miyuki can be moody at times.

✦ Worrier - Miyuki worries about her twin brother and her parents daily.

✦ Protective - She is fiercely protective of her twin brother.



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Parents: Elena Mairead Radke & Ezekial Radke

Siblings: Twin brother Mordecai Ezekial Radke ; 6 other siblings of less import.

Other Family: None.

Important Others: Best friend Rinata, Mordecai's ex-wife.

History: Miyuki Ereina Radke was born November 15th during a twin birth, to a set of very proud parents. Elena and Ezekial Radke welcomed her to the world with high expectations, a loving environment, and a sense of pride. Her father was born to two of the original Zainichi people in Japan. Her mother was Irish-American. Her twin brother, Mordecai Ezekial Radke, was born twenty minutes before her.



The twins were born a month early due to their mother's pre-eclampsia. They were the second birth born to the couple, who were heavily in love with each other. Born before them was Michael Radke. Born after them were a second set of twins, Aisuki and Asuka. Then, Ezra, Micah, and Aoki.



Miyuki grew up in Los Angeles with her siblings, raised by both of their parents in a loving and stable household. She was a very happy child and got along with all of her siblings, and adored her parents like any child would. At the age of five, she began violin lessons.



By the time she was thirteen, she was already a fantastic violinist, taking lessons and being trained in eastern and classical styles. Her parents never missed a recital and always encouraged their daughter to do her best. Elena began personally teaching and training her daughter in the art of Irish fiddle when she turned fourteen, and was extremely delighted to see her daughter pick up on the style so easily.



Miyuki continued playing the violin as a teenager, it became number one to her aside from her school work. Her focus was becoming second chair violin in her high school orchestra, as well as becoming valedictorian. It became hard to juggle her school, artistic, and social lives. Sleepness nights became something she grew used to, even purchasing a coffee pot for her room.



It took a pot of coffee a night to keep her awake, but it was only half worth it.



Miyuki graduated salutatorian, but did make it to second chair violin her junior year, and held the position until graduation. She was proud of herself, but felt a bit like a failure because she was just 'second best.' Her parents insisted she had done her best, but had she? Miyuki had wasted valuable study time drawing, trying to perfect her art forms and steady her hands, as well as relax her mind after those long study sessions got to be too much.



She doesn't think she tried hard enough, doesn't consider herself to be a genius of any sort, and will forever regret the hours she didn't put into her academics. Call it an Asian stereotype if you must, but Miyuki truly wanted to give her all and surpass everyone in her school.



Miyuki attended a college and graduated with a degree in graphic design, knowing full well she wouldn't really do much with it... but art in all forms was all she felt she could hold onto. She may not have been valedictorian but she was still first chair violin, and still had a very steady hand for drawing and painting.



Eventually, she began taking steps to become a tattoo artist, having always loved the art of permanent imagery upon the skin. People in Los Angeles know when they're in need of ink, they go to Second To None Tattoo Inc. and make an appointment with Yuki. She understands the importance of doing good work when you're scratching and marking up people's skins.



She's still close with her twin brother, and respectful to her parents. She's grateful to have her family all in one piece, and tries to visit her parents at least once a week for dinner and tea.


On December 24th, 2017, her twin brother left their parent's home after a Christmas Eve dinner and was never seen or heard from again. His car was found wrecked in a ditch four towns away, and his wallet as well as keys and asthma inhaler were found in the back seat. 

Miyuki began looking for him immediately, but has unfortunately, found no clues to bring closure to herself or her family. She firmly believes him to be alive, because she could 'feel it in her heart if his stopped beating.' No clues of import have been found yet, but she hands out fliers to everyone she meets.







Alias: Ezra

How did you find us?: Castiel invited me!

Experience: About 15-16 years.

Other Characters: I do not have any.

RP Sample: From an RP where I played as Dean Winchester. I have no interest in playing as Dean on this site so don't worry, this is just one of my best posts is all. When I post on forums however, I always divide the paragraphs up. I didn't have the ability to do so in this example due to the chat I did it in. For that, I do apologize.

"But Dean had been awake for a while, not too long, but long enough to finally get a well-deserved shower. There wasn't much on his mind at the moment, aside from breakfast. There was a half dozen donuts and a slice of pie waiting for him in the fridge, and that was where his mind was when he wrapped the towel around his waist, wiping away a few last beads of water from his face, and giving his mirror a smirk, before pulling the bathroom door open, and stepping out, his feet smacking against the floor. Dean made his way towards the main room for reasons he didn't really understand, half truly wanting to see if Sammy was up and at'em or lazing away the day. Ah, Sam. Dean loved his little brother more than anything else in the world, there was no on else he would protect so fiercely, or adore... but when he saw the redness on his little brother's face, he understood it instantly as arousal... of course, Dean didn't know that Sammy, his little Sammy, was aroused by the thoughts and stories of the two of them together, in bed, intimately, knowing each other like a pair of lovers. Truthfully, he thought he was just looking at some porn out in the open, perhaps the rush of possibly getting caught got his brother hard? Who was Dean to judge that. Scratching his head with his towel, he held onto the one around his waist tightly as he spoke, obviously catching his brother by surprise. "Hey now, when I wanted to look at Busty Asian Beauties, you said I'd get some sort of... Trojan..." he called out, giving another smirk and letting a laugh leave from his thick lips, green eyes locked upon his brother contently."







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