║ ╫    the basics . . .    ╫ ║

Born into an unforgiving world where humans rank lowest, Junyi knew from childhood that his life would be a challenging one. He barely had any time with his mother before he was torn from her tender grasp and forced into training as a companion. His childhood was filled with struggles and fear. At every turn, he had to fight against other humans, striving to be the best so that his future might be a brighter one.

When he finally came of age and debuted as a companion, Junyi found himself suddenly the center of unwanted attention. He could not stand the masters who purchased him and flaunted him around. They used and abused him as if he were cattle. He was just a pretty prize to them; they didn’t care about him as a person. To them, he had no soul and no purpose beyond what his body could offer.

With enough money to afford an apartment of his own, Junyi has finally begun living alone, piecing together a life for himself. He works hard, holding two jobs to make ends meet. At night he works as a dancer at the Moonstone Cabaret. During the twilight hours, he is a hacker for Fiore de Dio, utilizing skills he has kept hidden for years. He bides his time between them, hoping one day to have enough money to free himself... or at least enough to keep his masters away.

⸺⸻⸻ INPUT: 1000V-2040V 0.75A-0.4A 〠 50-60Hz ⸻⸻⸺

⸺⸻⸻⸻⸻ ✙ OUTPUT:12V == 3A ✙ ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸺

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║ ╫    personality . . .    ╫ ║

junyi has a deep, complex personality - at times he is deeply emotional, while at others withdrawn and reclusive. this dual nature is balanced by his intellect and exceptional communication skills. he can read people and situations at a moment's glance, seeing through the lines. it's a skill that has saved him from danger a hundred times over. though comfortable with crowds and parties, he doesn't like them and would rather be anywhere else while attending them. his poker face is nearly impossible to see through, though, so his dread is well hidden.

HABITS ⋯

constantly bouncing his feet, no matter what he's doing. it's not a nervous tick, just a tick in general. he always needs to be in motion or anxiety creeps in. applies chapstick religiously: likes his lips to feel soft and smooth at all times.

STRENGTH ／FLAW ⋯

junyi is amazing at making people feel comfortable; knowing all the right words to put them at ease. he struggles with empathy, however, brought on by years of cruel treatment. he resents anyone who is a master, or born into privilege, regardless of their personality.

⸺⸻⸻ INPUT: 1000V-2040V 0.75A-0.4A 〠 50-60Hz ⸻⸻⸺

LIKES ⋯

HOBBIES ⋯

DISLIKES ⋯

INTERESTS ⋯

NSFW ✔ ⋯

NSFW ✘ ⋯

⋙ THE WRONG BUS ⋘

One tired morning, Junyi accidentally takes the bus too far, missing his usual stop. By the time he wakes up, he finds himself in an unknown area and feels lost. He is in need of help or directions. Can your muse provide them?

⋙ I DON'T BITE ⋘

As a master, your muse finds themselves on Junyi's bad side, even though they haven't yet done anything to warrant it. Curious about this, your muse seeks to understand what fuels Junyi's intense hatred for masters.

⋙ SWEET COFFEE ⋘

The barista mixes up the drinks they're making, giving your muse the drink meant for Junyi, and Junyi the drink meant for your muse. The sugary sweet coffee makes the human gag, leaving them disgusted and your muse laughing.

⋙ SINFULLY GOOD ⋘

Maybe your muse and Junyi don't see eye-to-eye on everything, but it hardly matters when the chemistry between you is so intense. every time you clash, you fall back into bed, bodies intertwined like they were always meant to be.

⋙ A PRETTY TOY ⋘

Looking for something pretty on your arm for a night out, your muse seeks out Junyi as a slave only. your muse doesn't care about junyi beyond the prettiness of his face and the way he'll make them look good at the party.

⋙ PREVIOUS CLIENT ⋘

Junyi's first job was as an escort - your muse was a constant client of his, either because their bodies entwined well, or maybe it was just because he looked pretty on your arm. The chemistry is still there, and your muse is drawn in again.