<a class="postlink" href="http://i785.photobucket.com/albums/yy131/Irlynn_Noir/GaiaOnline/464b1273-4fdf-473c-a3c6-904e1bb6f14e.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Name:<span style="font-weight: bold">Akihiko Shinomiya</span><br/><br/>Band member: Guitar and Keyboard (usually plays guitar but can be a backup pianist if need be)<br/><br/><dl class="codebox"><dt>Bio | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;">He was a human until his 25th birthday when he and his friends were out getting drunk in celebration of his big day and he ended up alone in an alley with a barmaid who happened to be a vampire. She turned him. He ended up killing his Sire not long after he was turned, she ended up being insane and a serial killer and turner. He ended up becoming an assassin to get blood easily and pay for a stay to live. He has lived almost half a century and had avoided High Command for most of it except his contact who told him about the band idea, he was curious despite its obvious ties to High Command.<br/><br/>Other stuff May we want/need to know: Homosexual and has on and off lovers over the years. Currently not in a relationship. Was born in Japan and has traveled around the world, learning many languages and about many cultures.</dd></dl><br/><br/>Akihiko's usual performance outfit was a black shirt, black pants, and black knee high shoes. His electric guitar however was emerald green and metallic silver with hints of wheat gold and ruby red that made a majestic dragon on a black surface. He owned a handmade solid body, eight-string Fender Stratocaster made of ash.<br/><br/>He took extremely good care of it and no one, no one, every touched it. If they did, they didn't live to tell the tale.<br/><br/>He didn't care much for interacting with others, not even the other band members. He was only here to play his guitar, and occasionally his keyboard.<br/><br/>He did write his own music, but recently he had been noticing that the basic notes were similar to the band's songs. It really ticked him off, he didn't want to copy someone else's music. Even if he did love his finished product. So, he left one of them on Lolita's bed one night and next thing he knew, they were practicing it for their next live.<br/><br/>He was reminiscing in a recliner in the corner of the breakroom while polishing his guitar, whom he had named Hikari, and listening to some random music from his mp0.<br/><br/>He noticed the other band member's shifting about, they were getting hungry. He rolled his eyes, didn't they know to eat right before the concert so they wouldn't have this problem. Also, another thing he didn't do: eat with the others. Almost every vampire was vulnerable when eating, therefore he wasn't about to let anyone near him while he was in such a state.<br/><br/>He finished polishing Hikari and put her in his case before standing. He brushed off invisible lint on his pants before grabbing his trench and donning it. He was leaving before anyone got ideas to call for food while he was there.