Name: Kojiro Ra James
Title: The God Of Hellfire
Place of Birth/Creation: The Abyss of Woeful Sorrows
Age: Twenty-one years cursed to this damned planet we call Earth.
Location: In your very nightmares.
Sex: Transgendered
Sexual Orientation: Nonsexual... pansexual... depends on what my mood is and what my mind is dwelling upon.
Religion: What is God? Who is God? Where is God? I try not to worry about these "facts," as they bring upon uncomfortable headaches. I am Agnostic.
Subculture: If you must label me, the closest thing that comes to mind is "Goth."
Marital Status: Unmarried, but quite taken.
Favorite Movies: Legend, The Matrix, StarGate, The Lord Of The Rings, Interview With The Vampire, The Crow, the Star Wars saga
Favorite TV Shows: Farscape, StarGate SG-1, South Park, Port Charles
Favorite Anime: Slayers, Ranma 1/2
Favorite Bands: Korn, Malice Mizer, Moi Dix Mois
Favorite Authors: Edgar Allan Poe, Anne Rice, R.A. Salvatore, Robert Jordan, J.R.R. Tolkien, H.P. Lovecraft
Favorite Actor: Sean Connery
Wants To Meet: Mana and Gackt, two of the most sexy and talented musicians in the world.
Hates: Most of the human population.
Voted For: Michael Badnarik
Wants To Forget: Most of my life.
Pets: Gillian and Bast, two lovely cats.
Wants To Kill: Most of the human population.
Goals In Life: Conquer the world, French kiss Mana on the lips, see Gackt's "magnum."
Brief Bio: For the most part, I'm seriously pissed off at the world. Almost everyone is a fuckin' moron and deserves to die... antiwar protestors first. All my life I tried to be the fuckin' nice guy, the better man, the one to always come to a person's aid. What did I get in return? Zero friends, and almost every fucker in school constantly harrassing me for eight hours straight. I never had a father, the bastard running off after the discovery of my conception and never even trying to be there when I grew up. My immediate family is hideously homophobic to the point that if I revealed my transgendered identity to them, I'd wind up with a big, fuckin' bullet hole in my head. The over-excessive taunting from my peers never ended in elementary school... no, it continued through every year up to high school. Now in college, I find myself shunning people instinctively and I find it extremely difficult to cry. To sum it all up, I hope someone does fuckin' nuke the planet. The universe'd be a lot better off without this miserable rock.
Quote: "Fuck off!"