Character(s) Mad Miki's Menagerie of Maidens

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Character(s) Mad Miki's Menagerie of Maidens

Mad Miki

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"Down the rabbit hole we go..."

Welcome one, welcome all to my collection of beautiful girls~ (and other, less female-oriented characters)! Whether they are main characters or side characters, each one will be filtered under which roleplay they are taking part in. All roleplay names will have links to the ongoing roleplay (if there is one) and the person I'm roleplaying with. I'll update this list as and when I start new roleplays, or additional characters are added to ongoing roleplays, so if you're interested, stay tuned~!


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A Hallowed Grace with Brightest Sun

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Title: Miss
Name: Karakuz Neith
Monikers / Aliases: Kara, Raku-Raku (her younger half-sister frequents this)
Gender: Female
Race: Nephilim (Half-Angel / Half-Human)
Age: 22
Height: 5ft 1in (155cm)
Weight (Approximate): 99lbs (45kg)
Eye Colour: Persian Green
Hair Colour: Ice White
Hair Length: Neck-length
Hair Style: Straight
Breast Size: 38B
Personality: Curious, Sceptical, Pensive
Scars: Left Eye, Right Cheek (both knife wounds)

Backstory: Born into a humble family, Kara knew not the pleasures of a lavish life, nor even those of anything more than modest. With no father to speak of and only a dutiful mother, Kara had been bastardised just like her young half-sister was a few short years later. Together, the girls ruled a small homestead, barely big enough to contain them all, but they made it work. In a rural space nestled between woodland trees, they primarily caught and foraged their own food, with a small plot of fertile land to harvest grain. For essentials, Kara would often make trips towards the nearest town, trading surplus animal skins and leathers. As much as she didn't enjoy hunting, it was necessary for survival.

Kara's mother never spoke of her father - the angel that came to her one night for pleasures carnal and mortal, and the shame he felt was assured when the woman he had left behind gave birth to an atrocity; a nephilim. Although the words she sought were never given, she always understood that she was different. Inside was the grace of an angel, hallow and sacred, however marred by the instincts and misguiding of humanity. To the animals she hunted, they knew no fear in giving their lives to her. To the humans she interacted with, they typically felt at ease or calmed by her presence. To her own self as she looked past the minor fractures of her bathroom mirror, she saw a faint glow that cloaked her body. The day would come where she would become aware of her affinity to the primal elements of the earth. Perhaps, someday, she may also see the visage of the wings promised by her angelic heritage.

On a journey into the nearest town on a routine trade, Kara and her sister watched helplessly as the town was set alight by a roaming mob of slavers looking for pretty picks. As a pair of slavers approached to claim their new prize, Kara brandished her dagger enough to cut the eye of one. In the surprise, it gave her sister a chance to run, as the poor nephilim girl was beaten down and scarred in kind, absent to the ways of trained combat. Kara needed her dear sibling to live, to be free, even at the cost of her own.

It has now been months spent in captivity, passed between different groups. As good-looking as she might be, nobody wanted to take a normal-looking human girl. They were not special, nor unique. At best, they might make a nice servant. The last ditch effort was the Offering Market, where slavers offloaded her for a modest amount of coin. If nothing else, she was someone else's problem now, and a bunch of rich, impulsive types would eventually turn their gaze to her - much to her ire.
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Title: Miss
Name: Natath Aenondin
Monikers / Aliases: Nat, Princess
Gender: Female / Futa Female (can change her gender at will)
Race: Tiefling (Half-Demon / Half-Human)
Age: 24
Height: 5ft 6in (167cm)
Weight (Approximate): 132lbs (59kg)
Eye Colour: Sunset Orange
Hair Colour: Onyx Black
Hair Length: Neck-length
Hair Style: Wavy
Breast Size: 40D
Personality: Manipulative, Seductive, Self-Destructive
Horns: Twisted, curled backwards (similar to a ram, but not hanging from the sides)

Backstory: Daughter of Gar'zikar, a demon of Lust, and abandoned by her human mother at a young age, Natath has been forced to fend for herself for almost her entire life, having only minimal dependencies on others. While her mother tried so hard to bring heart and love to the demonic child in her company, it was so easy for her to resent the heritage which Nat carried. The fires that she started, the people that she crushed with her manipulative words, and the abuse she would receive for being so different. There was no way that her mother could ever truly absolve such a creature, even if she was her daughter. And thus, she was cast out by the only family that ever tried to care for her, left only with tears and fear to accompany her. Although Gar'zikar made the occasional visit following her exile from home, he never seemed to be impressed or content with the actions of his offspring, further damaging the fragile state of Natath's mind.

Riddled with self-doubt, loneliness, and a tendency to get herself into trouble, Nat wandered from town to town, looking for any kind of solace or a reason to live, yet was only ever ostracised by its residents. Even other tieflings tried to avoid her, unless they were also heralded by a demon of the Second Circle, yet Natath hardly cared for such carnal desires - if not for the fact that it coursed through her blood, imprinted by her father, she would likely never have indulged.

After years of rejection, she reached a breaking point in her mind. Nobody would accept her, but she fondly recalled the time, however slight, that Gar'zikar spent with her. He had not abandoned her. He still visited, even if only occasionally. It drove her to a singularly driven motivation, that he was the only one that could sate her need for acceptance. If she could somehow prove her worth to him, then she may be highly regarded as a favoured daughter, or at least be given the attention she so rightfully craved.

During her many misadventures to various locales in the region, Nat saw the raging fires that consumed a relatively unremarkable village. Slavers were dragging people into cages and beating their prey relentlessly. Seeing an opportunity, no matter how much it may have harmed her, she willingly offered herself to the slavers in the hopes that she might be passed off to a powerful individual that she could toy with, manipulate, and thereby control. Only then would she be granted her own desires.

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A Precious Bounty with Ekeron

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Title: Duchess
Name: Ariel
Nicknames: Ari, Pride, Whisper
Gender: Female
Race: Devil / Shapeshifter
Age: Immortal
Height: 5ft 4in (162cm)
Weight (Approximate): 137lbs (62kg)
Eye Colour: French Rose
Hair Colour: Ebony Black
Hair Length: Waist Length
Hair Style: Ponytail w/ bangs
Breast Size: 34D
Personality: Conniving, Quiet, Vain
Title: Duchess
Name: Leira
Nicknames: Lei, Strider, Wrath
Gender: Female
Race: Devil / Shapeshifter
Age: Immortal
Height: 5ft 4in (162cm)
Weight (Approximate): 141lbs (64kg)
Eye Colour: Tangerine (Orange)
Hair Colour: Ebony Black
Hair Length: Waist Length
Hair Style: Straight w/ bangs
Breast Size: 34D
Personality: Curious, Emotional, Volatile​

Backstory: Born of the Archduchess Glasya, daughter of Asmodeus, King of the Nine Hells, the twins were named each Ariel and Leira. Together, they were almost entirely opposite, save for their appearance. Powerful, timeless shapeshifters, borne of Pride and Wrath, the devil sisters were undoubtedly extremely powerful creatures, if not by heritage alone, but by the immense time spent honing their skills under their mother, and her shapeshifting consort, Mammon.

Inured to most typical emotions expected of humans, death, and being of royal lineage, the twins found no difficulty in their lives. In the event they were not able to cut a fine line between them and their objectives, their mother, or grandfather, would have no trouble pulling the appropriate strings to give the girls whatever they wanted. Most of their time was spent within the Sixth Circle, as Duchesses, alongside their mother, where so many devils and creatures of the Hells would throw themselves at their feet, hoping for positions of power, or a chance to be taken by ones so powerful. Leira never entertained the idea, no matter how much her desires itched her to do so. Ariel, however, found it amusing and befitting of her status to receive such reverence, quietly basking in the attention and leading on her desperate fiends to no end.

Their joys were not to last forever, however, as a powerful adventuring party, led by a seemingly young, blue-hooded wizard, infiltrated the Nine Hells in search of the Archduchess. Might as they may not have known the reasoning for such an outrageous invasion of their home, the twins defended valiantly against the adventurers, demonstrating their mighty, still untapped, potential. Despite repelling the attack with their mother, the twins were banished by the wizard to a plane so far from their own, into a time that had no meaning nor place for them.

Metal houses whisked through the skies with soaring fires, all the languages they heard fell deaf upon their ears, and the creatures here seemed just as hostile as the ones they might have faced with their home plane's mortal denizens. With only each other to rely upon, the daughters of Glasya had to find a way back home, seeking revenge upon the wizard who had banished them to this accursed realm.

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A Siren's Song with Wheelerguy

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Title: Miss
Name: Miyuki Sayama (Miyuki has the meaning "Beautiful Snow")
Monikers / Aliases: Miyu, Yuki, "Snowfall" as a stage name
Gender: Female
Race: Kitsune (appears Human through illusionary magic)
Age: 24
Height: 5ft 3in (160cm)
Weight (Approximate): 115lbs (52kg)
Eye Colour: Persian Pink
Hair Colour: Angel White
Hair Length: Waist-Length
Hair Style: Straight
Breast Size: 32C
Personality: Considerate, Generous, Happy-Go-Lucky.

Backstory: Born in the small town of Ellamine, a young, up-and-coming Miyuki lavished her free time with dreams of song and dance. The call to her was impossible to deny, for she loved to see how the people who heard her voice would smile and cheer praise - be it in her own home, or in karaoke bars, they would all welcome her talents. It even reached the point where the owner of her favourite karaoke bar, Moonglow, would allow her to sing for free since it both attracted patrons and gave a soothing, pleasant atmosphere to all around.

There was only one thing that actually bothered Miyu. Her parents her of both human and kitsune descent - despite the ironic natural state of supernatural creatures in the world these days, she was advised to keep her true nature a secret. Kitsunes were often pushed into librarian positions, or museums. In a bid to protect their daughter from a life forced by societal whims, she was told to conceal her kitsune form with illusionary magic. It would easily fool any to the eye, but the touch, it would be exposed in an instant. Miyu ensured that her tail was always tucked away and avoided any contact near her head - it was the best she could do.

Despite her fears of hiding what she was, it paved the way for her to become something she had only seen in her dreams - a famous record label, Starshimmer Records, invited her into their studio to gauge her capabilities. She floored them with her raw talent, that such a sweet and gentle hobbiest had the voice of goddess. They signed her on in a heartbeat and allowed her to work alongside a team of professionals, most of which were intended to look after her more than encumber her. With a composer, backup vocalists, and a whole band ready to play behind the scenes for her, Miyuki became the face of Snowfall; a pop idol who enamoured the hearts of millions in a matter of years. Her music travelled far and wide, and while she had yet to perform international concerts, many requests had been laid out for them. It was something she had considered, but was fearful of. She wanted to stay near home, but even her stardom took her further away - into the big city.

Dragon's Garden City was something of a paradise for the everyday person; concerts, clubs, bars, casinos. It filled every vice and need that hearts could want. Miyuki found a quaint little property atop a hill on the outskirts, which she was given leeway to purchase given her fame. It appeared enough as a wealthy establishment and even had a gate buzzer for any vehicular-based arrivals, but she did not condone nor appreciate any other people near her home. As a world-renowned star, it was customary for her to have people watching her movements, ensuring her safety, but she demanded that none be on the premises. It lent to a rather lonely lifestyle, which she longed to change, but she could not bear the thought of revealing her true form.
Title: Ms
Name: Tabitha Bryceland
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 28
Height: 5ft 4in (162cm)
Weight (Approximate): 120lbs (54kg)
Eye Colour: Baby Blue
Hair Colour: Raven Black (w/ Hairband)
Hair Length: Lower Back Length
Hair Style: Coily
Personality: Astute, Quirky, Straightforward.

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Chains of a Yōkai with Ppeachi

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Title: Miss
Name: Aki Tatsuko (Aki has the meaning "Bright")
Monikers / Aliases: The Mourning Wraith
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Classification: Yūrei
Age: 23 (Deceased)
Height: 5ft 5in (165cm)
Weight (Approximate): Weightless
Eye Colour: Uranian Blue
Hair Colour: Ebony Black
Hair Length: Shoulder-length
Hair Style: Hime Cut, distinguished with an Ume flower in her hair.
Breast Size: 36D
Personality: Compassionate, Mournful, Reserved.
Cause of Death / Scars: Single blade wound to the abdomen. Blood can still be seen seeping through her white kimono.

Abilities.
Anti-life Touch - If decided, the bodies of the Tatsuko twins are natural weapons. The touch of a ghost is cold and unforgiving, sapping the very life essence from contacted skin. Prolonged touch can leave scars in the shape of a hand, which may even turn black and render the limb entirely useless.
Incorporeality - Long since dead, the Tatsuko sisters are inured to the weathering effects of mortality and time. No earthly mineral can bring harm to them, though the same cannot be said in reverse. They are not bound to the laws of gravity or corporeality, and can traverse through any wall, object, or individual with ease.
Possession - Not quite as refined as her sister, Aki can only possess relatively weak-willed individuals and perform basic motor functions. Given that she, herself, does not relish in the activity, it is uncommon for her to ever use it, but is sometimes necessary to deter particularly invasive and unwanted guests.
Telekinesis - Similar to the above, Aki does not have much of a fine control of her telekinetic capabilities. Hurling objects with haphazard care seems to be enough for her. If concentrating, she may perform more fine movements with objects, but typically only smaller ones.
Title: Miss
Name: Rin Tatsuko (Rin has the meaning "Cold")
Monikers / Aliases: The Bloodied Banshee
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Classification: Onryō
Age: 23 (Deceased)
Height: 5ft 5½in (166cm)
Weight (Approximate): Weightless
Eye Colour: Uranian Blue
Hair Colour: Ebony Black
Hair Length: Shoulder-length
Hair Style: Hime Cut, distinguished with a Rabenda flower in her hair.
Breast Size: 36D
Personality: Confrontational, Vigilant, Vindictive.
Cause of Death / Scars: Dozens of defensive slash wounds across her forearms, and one blade wound to the abdomen. Unlike her sister, her white kimono is sullied severely with blood.

Abilities.
Anti-life Touch - If decided, the bodies of the Tatsuko twins are natural weapons. The touch of a ghost is cold and unforgiving, sapping the very life essence from contacted skin. Prolonged touch can leave scars in the shape of a hand, which may even turn black and render the limb entirely useless.
Heightened Senses - Perpetually imbued with the adrenaline borne of her demise, Rin's senses are acutely attuned to sight and sound.
Incorporeality - Long since dead, the Tatsuko sisters are inured to the weathering effects of mortality and time. No earthly mineral can bring harm to them, though the same cannot be said in reverse. They are not bound to the laws of gravity or corporeality, and can traverse through any wall, object, or individual with ease.
Possession - Capable of overtaking the body of a humanoid creature, Rin can assert far more control over the body than her sister can and, depending on the mental strength of the victim, is even able to force them to perform self-destructive actions - including suicide, for the particularly weak-willed.
Telekinesis - Again, much like her sister, Rin can assert fine control over objects and is often seen wielding a katana. Although she mimics the grip of weapons, the strength and dexterity behind her swings is purely replicated through sheer force of will.

Backstory: Comfortable and reasonably wealthy the Tatsuko family, of Asakami Village, held two large two-storey properties which were interconnected via skybridge. The core Tatsuko parents and children remained in Tatsuko House, while the dutiful servants were free to roam in and call home to Shin House. Even together, it was not an expansive property, and there were only four servants who resided in Shin House.

Often found together, Aki and Rin, the Tatsuko twins, were tutored privately under the watchful and intelligent eyes of their parents; Satoru and Kazuko. The patriarchal Satoru mentored them in austere linguistics, history, mathematics, and problem-solving skills - alternatively, the more timid Kazuko trained the girls in necessary life skills, etiquette, responsibility, and loyalty.

Despite being very close as twins, Aki veered more comfortably towards the teachings of her mother, while Rin seemed to be more content focusing on her father's instruction. Although it led to the occasional conflict, either by parent or sister, they maintained a tight bond throughout and ensured that nothing would break them apart, often learning from each other in such experiences.

With similar dress sense, it became almost compulsory for both the parents and villagers to be able to tell the girls apart; Aki favoured the elegant and pure ume flower, a beautiful white with pink buds, sporting it on the right side of her hair; Rin preferred the faithful rabenda flower, a stunning lavender draped in soft white, nestling it on the left side of her hair. Other than that, they were often seen wearing variously coloured and patterned kimonos, but rarely deviating from wearing the same as one another.

The unfortunate fate surrounding the Tatsuko family, and their servants, echoed throughout Asakami Village, especially in that it didn't seem provoked in any way. One night they were alive and well, the next? All that remained in their house was upturned furniture and the blood of the dead. Nobody knows who was responsible, why, or where they disappeared to. For nearly thirty years, both Tatsuko and Shin House have been abandoned, with only the sorrowful wails of a yūrei too afraid to truly die - they are a warning, yet inviting of those curious and brave enough to hear the tale. While Aki often traipses across the halls of Tatsuko House with neverending tears, Rin stalks anywhere and everywhere surrounding the estate, hunting for her murderers, naively hoping that they will return to capitalise upon the death of the family.

Nobody dares to purchase the property or set foot near it. After the events that transpired, the villagers of Asakami have deemed it cursed ground, tainted by the blood of the spurned. Given that nobody truly knows what happened on that bloody night, the simple residents of the predominantly agricultural village have been left to create their own tale. While typically haphazard thoughts and guesswork that might not align, there is bound to be some truth, if only it could be discerned.

Legend: In the year 1198, the Tatsuko family of Asakami Village were murdered by an unknown group of assailants in the dead of night and their fresh corpses stolen away by those very same individuals. Some suspect that the local daimyō, Hashiba Ryuzoji, hired assassins to remove the Tatsuko family from a rather meaningful plot of land, using a third party to avoid disgracing the samurai with such cowardly tactics. Others suggest that it was a simple robbery gone wrong, and the bodies were hidden, so that nobody could ultimately report their death. The blood across the estate, however, would easily prove that at least some of the family were murdered. The last theory goes that it was actually the eldest twin daughter, Rin, who went berserk and struck down her entire family with her father's katana, then ended herself.
Title: Lady
Name: Tokii Muneme
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 33
Height: 5ft 7in (170cm)
Weight (Approximate): 148lbs (67kg)
Eye Colour: Emerald Green
Hair Colour: Chocolate Brown
Hair Length: Lower Back Length
Hair Style: Straight (bundles into a Ponytail when fighting)
Personality: Austere, Professional, Vain.
Title: Mr
Name: Itou Yukije
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5ft 9in (175cm)
Weight (Approximate): 142lbs (64kg)
Eye Colour: Cornflower Blue
Hair Colour: Off Black
Hair Length: Short (Neck Length)
Hair Style: Wavy
Facial Hair: None
Personality: Curious, Empathetic, Hard-working.

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Debts and Sisters with Bemisan and Verbaexore

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Title: Miss
Name: Jessabelle Williams (given) / Knight (adopted)
Nicknames: Jess, Jessa, Bella (only Jessamine calls her this)
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 5ft 3½in (161cm)
Weight (Approximate): 124lbs (56kg)
Eye Colour: Electric Blue
Hair Colour: Ash Brown
Hair Length: Waist Length
Hair Style: Wavy, wears a Red Hairband
Breast Size: 32C
Personality: Curious, Playful, Sincere
Title: Miss
Name: Jessamine Williams (given) / Knight (adopted)
Nicknames: Jess, Jessa, Miné (only Jessabelle calls her this)
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 5ft 3in (160cm)
Weight (Approximate): 122lbs (55kg)
Eye Colour: Electric Blue
Hair Colour: Ash Brown
Hair Length: Waist Length
Hair Style: Wavy, wears a Blue Hairband
Breast Size: 32C
Personality: Curious, Playful, Reserved​

Backstory: Although they are in belief otherwise, the Knight twins were not always members of the family - not legitimately, at least. No, they were stolen away like the rest of their sisters, pawned and traded like wealth or other possessions in order to appease those with power. As for a childhood? They didn't really have one. Their forcefully adopted parents made quite sure, however intentional or otherwise, that the only things they received were any item they could ever want, and a home-schooled education. However, the trope of 'money doesn't buy happiness' is often appropriate - in this case, thus. However, Bella and Miné had each other; a sacred, pure bond that allowed them to trascend the fear, loneliness, and antisocial behaviours that children in a similar position might succumb to.

And while they did have each other, and anything that money could buy, they were, at the very least, not mistreated - perhaps scolded on occasion, regardless of which parent was the adjudicator. Free from responsibility, only kept as trophies, the girls are inexperienced in many aspects. Such a freedom comes with a different kind of cage, with a different kind of beast. Never were they allowed to stray from the estate grounds in which they called home, nor even interact with any of the servants on more than a formal, as-required, basis. To call them 'sheltered' would likely be an understatement. However, their austere smarts, kindled by books and literature, have allowed them to remain quite studious in the ways of analysing the behavioural patterns of others - predominantly practiced on their parents, they often find themselves staring at their servants and generally making their life harder by being unnecessarily creepy.

More than anything, however, the two wonder greatly about the outside world and what it has to offer. Even as trophies, their mother has been a vivid indication of how one might be taken in to a powerful home, lauded as something pretty and meaningful - however untrue or unsavoury the prospect is. Yet, despite what has been placed in front of them, something very clearly tugs at the back of their minds; thoughts burrowed within the depths of nearly two decades worth of conditioning. They knew something wasn't right when it came to their faux parents, and further still the life that the weathered Knights seemed so intent on overwhelming them with.
Title: Mr
Name: Isaac Knight
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 51
Height: 6ft 1in (185cm)
Weight (Approximate): 181lbs (82kg)
Eye Colour: Pearl Grey
Hair Colour: Ebony Black (Greying)
Hair Length: Very Short (Above ear)
Hair Style: Straight, usually slicked to the left
Facial Hair: Walrus Moustache
Personality: Austere, Motivated, Workaholic.
Title: Mrs
Name: Theresa Knight
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 55
Height: 5ft 5in (165cm)
Weight (Approximate): 111lbs (50kg)
Eye Colour: Chartreuse Green
Hair Colour: Vanilla Blonde (Greying)
Hair Length: Shoulder-Length
Hair Style: Straight, often held in a bun
Personality: Impulsive, Needy, Negligent.

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Hoard of the Dragon Princess with Hinatu

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Title: Miss
Name: Eveline Moongrass
Monikers / Aliases: Eve, Evie
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5ft 2in (157cm)
Weight (Approximate): 98lbs (44kg)
Eye Colour: Aquamarine Blue
Hair Colour: Hazlenut Brown
Hair Length: Chest-length
Hair Style: Single Braid
Breast Size: 28B
Personality: Positive, Helpful, Keen.

Backstory: Eveline has been a part of the family farm all her life. The Moongrass family has ran the Morningale Village's primary supply of fresh carrots, potatoes, and livestock for generations. Generally speaking, both Eve and her family get on well with the other residents of the town - a positive and wholesome environment where everyone is familiar with each other. Despite her natural intellect and keen interest to study, Eveline was not graced with the ability to attend a formal school or education, only being taught what was passed down from her family. She does not know how to read or write, but can talk well enough and understand basic signs of instruction.

Despite her gentle and frail frame, Eve works hard on the farm and is quite adept at ensuring all the daily tasks are well-kept. Though she does share her duties with her two siblings, younger sister Mari and older brother Danver. Together, they are a relatively inseparable bunch and only playfully in-fight on occasion. The camaraderie that they share is a level of kinship that the village is both fond of and almost mimics. Eve could name each and every person in her village without hesitation and places great trust and care in all of them.

There have been men of the village that have expressed an interest in Eve, yet she has had no interest in any of them - not through any misdealings, but only through a lack of reciprocation. While she does not search for a partner in her modest lifestyle, her positive approach lends her to believe that she will find the right person when it is time - a soulmate.
Title: Mr
Name: Jacoby Moongrass
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 47
Height: 5ft 11in (180cm)
Weight (Approximate): 176lbs (80kg)
Eye Colour: Chocolate Brown
Hair Colour: Walnut Brown
Hair Length: Short (Neck Length)
Hair Style: Wavy
Facial Hair: None
Personality: Caring, Hard-working, Straightforward.
Title: Miss
Name: Tanna Everset
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5ft 3in (160cm)
Weight (Approximate): 111lbs (50kg)
Eye Colour: Chocolate Brown
Hair Colour: Honey Blonde
Hair Length: Shoulder Length
Hair Style: Straight
Personality: Doting, Heartfelt, Sweet.
Title: Mr
Name: Wilson Chatham
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 33
Height: 5ft 9in (175cm)
Weight (Approximate): 145lbs (65kg)
Eye Colour: Sea Green
Hair Colour: Jet Back (slicked back under a homburg hat)
Hair Length: Short (Ear Length)
Hair Style: Straight
Facial Hair: Imperial Moustache
Personality: Kind, Professional, Thoughtful.
Title: Mr
Name: William Ainsland
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 29
Height: 5ft 11in (180cm)
Weight (Approximate): 171lbs (77kg)
Eye Colour: Chestnut Brown
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Hair Length: Shoulder Length
Hair Style: Wavy
Facial Hair: Old Dutch Beard
Personality: Considerate, Curious, Simple.
Title: Madam
Name: Renaiya "Renny" Chatham
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 9
Height: 4ft 3in (130cm)
Weight (Approximate): 64lbs (29kg)
Eye Colour: Mint Green
Hair Colour: Copper-Red
Hair Length: Upper-Back Length
Hair Style: Curly Ponytail
Personality: Demanding, Enthusiastic, Playful.

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Horizon's Nightingale with Verbaexore

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Title: Miss
Name: Violet McArthur
Monikers / Aliases: Fireheart, Redeye
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 23
Height: 5ft 6in (167cm)
Weight (Approximate): 122lbs (55kg)
Eye Colour: Jasper Orange
Hair Colour: Dark Cherry Red
Hair Length: Abdomen Length
Hair Style: Double Ponytail (when given the chance)
Breast Size: 34B
Personality: Deranged, Psychotic, Tactile.

Backstory: Although the Horizon phenomenon assaulted the world nearly four years ago, newer, stronger breeds are being born from the primordial cloud every day. Violet was a humble university student, away on campus when the storm hit. A beam of red lightning forked down to the ground and struck her directly, imbuing her body with the element of fire. The initial reaction made her scream as her body set entirely ablaze, falling to the ground in a pile of ash and smoke. The Horizon Emergency Assistance Rescue Team were deployed within minutes, dousing the girl in water until she ceased burning and fell unconscious. Naked, in a puddle rife with blackened stone, she was carried into the vehicle and wrapped up.

While on the way back to a recovery centre, the redhead awoke in a rage, her pupils dilated as she lashed out at the team who had saved her. In seconds, her whole body detonated and the vehicle exploded in a plume of soaring flames, leaving only her alive in the wreckage. Losing a HEART is never a good sign, so a newly employed and secretive government team quarantined the girl, ensuring she remained sedated during the trip to what would become her new home - the Horizon Recuperation and Rehabilitation Sanctuary.

The staff at HRRS kept Violet subdued for the majority of her tenure, and only more so once they realised how dangerous and flippant she was. Whatever was in her prior to Horizon left upon that lightning strike. No longer is she even referred to as Violet, since she doesn't seem to respond to the name often, instead being given gentle "codenames". Whether they are a means of demeaning test subjects further, or simply because many patients of the asylum fail to recognise who they were before Horizon, is not really well-known. It was very likely that Violet's family believe she died during the Horizon event, as some do, given that no record of her being pulled from the wrecked HEART vehicle was ever made public.

Having spent approximately eight months in maximum security incarceration, Violet has displayed increasingly more violent tendencies towards staff. Her creative use of fire has only improved with every step HRRS takes to incapacitate her further, leaving some to wonder if she is being groomed for an ulterior purpose. Most people generally dislike having to deal with her - mistakes are costly and severe; while many methods of control are in place to ensure the redhead is unable to manifest her powers in dangerous capabilities, it hasn't stopped her from fatally wounding many who work at the asylum - including previous handlers.

Abilities: In summary, Violet's power is the manipulation of thermal energy. The source is mostly unknown, but studies have evidence land more towards the use of thermal energies both in the air and the bodies of the host. Frequent and flippant use of such powers may exhaust all heat in the area and render the user in a state of freezing temperatures, provided they don't produce more heat to use. The typical draw and production of her powers is done via her hands, which is why it is important to keep them bound - however, more creative means of heat manipulation can be done without the use of somatic components. More specific uses of powers can be noted below - please note that this is not an exhaustive list;

Fire Breath - Akin to dragons of myth, flame can be conjured from the host's mouth.​
Produce Flame - Beams, waves, or torrents of flame can be sent from the host's hands, but can also be used in more recreational, and less deadly, ways - such as maintaining a soft light, or holding small flames.​
Combust - Snapping fingers can ignite flammable substances, or create explosive thermal reactions.​
Inflammation - The entire body is ignited. While no part of the host is damaged, it typically renders them unconscious after prolonged periods.​
Fire Immunity - Being a source of and able to control fire directly, the host appears to be all but immune to the effects of fire. Explosions may still harm the host by way of force, but not through any form of heat.​
Fire Absorption - Non-living entities can be drained of their heat by the host, allowing them to continue or improve their manipulation of fire.​
Designation: Tranquillisation and Suppression Collar
Comfort Name: TaSCi (pronounced Tah-see)
Protocol: To neutralise uncooperative patients and administer pharmaceuticals via high-performance pads attached to the neck. TaSCi is also designed to monitor a patient's vital signs, mood, and sometimes even intentions based on physical and mental stimuli. It will vocally state moods or intentions, alerting any nearby staff, so that they may acquire live feedback. TaSCi can be asked general questions to ascertain the patient's needs should they be unwilling to cooperate.
Title: Doctor
Name: Abraham Monroe
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 37
Height: 6ft 0in (183cm)
Weight (Approximate): 141lbs (64kg)
Eye Colour: Ruddy Blue
Hair Colour: Raven Black
Hair Length: Short (Neck Length)
Hair Style: Straight
Facial Hair: Goatee
Personality: Optimistic, Passionate, Self-Destructive.
Title: Doctor
Name: Madeline Gerson
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 39
Height: 5ft 5in (165cm)
Weight (Approximate): 137lbs (62kg)
Eye Colour: Amber Yellow
Hair Colour: Red-Brown (Naturally), Tyrian Purple (Dyed)
Hair Length: Upper Back Length
Hair Style: Straight Single Braid
Personality: Guilty, Realistic, Workaholic.

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Of Flesh and Stone with MythicHydra

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Title: Lady
Name: Avanix Nitieré
Monikers / Aliases: Ava, Nix
Gender: Female
Race: Gargoyle
Age: Immortal
Height: 6ft 1in (185cm)
Weight (Approximate): Approximately 800lbs, but you probably shouldn't ask
Eye Colour: Steel Pink
Hair Colour: Cool Grey
Hair Length: Abdomen Length
Hair Style: Fringe w/ bangs
Breast Size: 34D
Personality: Conniving, Flirtatious, Patient
Markings: Ancient, glowing purple markings trace around her thighs, arms, and face - symbolic of the curse.

Backstory: Once a proud race known as the Ebrak, horned humanoids that would later be considered as demons in modern culture, an everlasting curse malformed their flesh into unwavering stone.

Lady Avanix was a noble in her tenure of roaming the Earth freely, before the stone curse befell her species. Both she and her younger sister, Shozhu, ruled over a mighty portion of the lands bestowed to them by their parents' conquest, and while they were rather young at the time, they took to rule and possession easily. Asserting her will upon the subjects that craved for her attention, lust, and beauty was a simple task, and one that she rather enjoyed.

However, Ava's rule alongside her sibling was short-lived. Together, they watched as their empire turned to stone, as did their flesh, and for millennia they have watched as a new species overtook the lands they once owned. Bitter and resentful, Ava has resigned herself to patience, waiting for the opportunity to seize her dominion once again and uplift the curse that was so wrongfully placed upon her.
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Title: Lady
Name: Shozhu Nitieré
Monikers / Aliases: Sho, Zhu / Zu, Princess
Gender: Futa Female
Race: Gargoyle
Age: Immortal
Height: 5ft 8in (172cm)
Weight (Approximate): Approximately 700lbs, and you still shouldn't ask
Eye Colour: Imperial Red
Hair Colour: Blue-Grey
Hair Length: Chest Length
Hair Style: Fringe w/ bangs
Breast Size: 30C
Personality: Coy, Impulsive, Narcissistic
Markings: Ancient, glowing red markings trace around her thighs, arms, and face - symbolic of the curse.

Backstory: Once a proud race known as the Ebrak, horned humanoids that would later be considered as demons in modern culture, an everlasting curse malformed their flesh into unwavering stone.

Like her older sister, Shozhu was a ruling member over the lands she controlled. However, she did not settle into the role as well as Avanix did, often finding her attention fleeting and her whimsies impulsive. Content to act like a spoiled child, having been given everything by her parents, Sho often followed after her sibling and took the things she wanted along the way.

It wasn't until the world cast them out that she truly harboured malice. She was frustrated, upset, and doomed to feel nothing but loneliness for her material wants and carnal desires. Harbouring such feelings, whispering them into the ears of Ava in an attempt to push her back into reclaiming what she believed was rightfully hers, Shozhu was forced into patience by her elder until the time was right.

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Struggles of a Nephilim with Aron

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Title: Miss
Name: Amaliel Seraphina
Monikers / Aliases: Amalie, Amy
Gender: Female
Race: Nephilim (Half-Angel / Half-Human)
Age: 23
Height: 5ft 4in
Weight (Approximate): 120lbs (55kg)
Eye Colour: Pale Green
Hair Colour: Diamond Blonde
Hair Length: Thigh-Length
Hair Style: Horizontal braid, then straight
Breast Size: 34C
Personality: Endearing, Patient, Shrewd.

Backstory: Seemingly borne of a common family, Amalie quickly grew accustomed to the confines of the Barneland Kingdom, ensuring that she assisted her small family whenever they needed. With the spare funds that they scraped together, they would purchase books for her in return as a gesture of appreciation. The blonde girl took to them kindly, devouring knowledge even if they were not in the same language. By her eighteenth birthday, Amalie could speak nine different languages and read or write in seven of them. Boasting a quaint intellect and a ravenous ability to process information, the Royal Advisor to King Henry invited her to the castle after meeting her along a favoured riverside path, of which she walked often. Their little encounter was interesting, to the say least, with Amalie muttering to herself or being apologetic in various languages having bumped into the travelling man.

After managing to remain punctual and true to the request, it took no time at all for Henry to establish a positive working relationship with his new Royal Interpreter. Several years passed with her under the King's watchful eye, and she proved a valuable and studious learner within the castle walls. Now she could speak thirteen languages, and read or write in all. Some of these languages weren't even common to use any more, basically extinct and dead, yet she knew them anyway - happy to soak in more information regardless.

Her intellect and beautiful form brought her many a suitor asking for her hand, but she turned them each away in favour of maintaining her studies and knowledge. Amalie wanted to know everything she could and, despite her great intellect, she found herself susceptible to placating bribes of books or scrolls. While never having taken an official or detrimental bribe, it was one of the few ways that people who enjoyed her company could get on her good side.

Able to settle in a more wealthy environment after so long, the blonde never forgot her past and was keen to visit her family - some of which had since moved out to start their own lives. It was just her mother and older sister who remained, the latter of which stayed behind to take care of her doting mother. Having wealth be passed down from the luxurious position that Amalie sported, her family suffered little the typical ails of common families. They did not lead lavish lifestyles, but ones that people might consider better than modest or humble.
Title: King
Name: Henry Barneland
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 44
Height: 6ft 1in (185cm)
Weight (Approximate): 181lbs (82kg)
Eye Colour: Celtic Blue
Hair Colour: Chestnut Brown (Greying)
Hair Length: Shoulder Length
Hair Style: Straight
Facial Hair: Goatee
Personality: Considerate, Patient, Thoughtful.

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The Lost Book 陰影 [Shadows] with Bemisan

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Title: Miss
Name: Kokori
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 20
Height: 5ft 4in (162cm)
Weight (Approximate): 121lbs (55kg)
Eye Colour: Honey Brown
Hair Colour: Light Caramel Brown
Hair Length: Abdomen-Length
Hair Style: Wavy (wears a White Flower in her hair)
Breast Size: 38C
Personality: Compassionate, Determined, Protective.

Backstory: A beautiful and petite girl brought into the world by caring parents, protected by the great Avatar Korra - she even lives only a few minutes away! Kokori idolises the ground that the brilliant Avatar walks upon and wishes to be just like her. She wants to be able to protect people, which means learning offensive bending as well as defensive bending, though she can't seem to bring herself to hurt another. It just doesn't feel right, like it goes against everything she is. After seeing the harrowing success of Korra's battle against the Red Lotus, Kokori found herself more resolute than ever to try and become something that she could be proud of - that everyone could be proud of. On her 18th birthday, the young brunette went to visit the Southern Water Tribe's portal to see if she might be able to glean some information from the wise and true spirits, yet found herself distracted by a peculiar and frightening mask. Holding it tightly in both hands, she discovered that her subconscious tugged her away from the idea of parting with it. Instead, she made sure to keep it hidden away from all others - it could only be hers.

Over the two years that the Avatar remained out of commission, Kokori tried her best to try everything she could think of to train hard and adapt her strategies. Although she still could not manage to perform any type of offensive bending, she found herself to be quite creative in her defensive techniques, enough to weave elaborate escape routes, or prevent assaults from any adversaries. While it may not be exactly what she wanted, she had to accept for now that this was her destiny - perhaps until she could find a teacher.

Looking out across the water, to the distant Republic City, sweet brown eyes dared to dream of someone that could teach her to be a protector of the innocent, saviour of those in need. If she could not find a tutor in this settlement, she would go to a magnificent city that must hold the secrets she searched so valiantly for.

Bending Abilities.

Waterbending: Specifically a defensive waterbender only, while Kokori remains to be a perfectly adept bender in the defensive of herself or others, she is unable to bring herself to cause harm to another, despite her best attempts to learn otherwise.​
Energybending: As of yet unknown to Kokori - she is able to enhance the effectiveness of her own bending, or give her own life essence to aid another's.​
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Name: Nari
Monikers / Aliases: Bái Sǐshén (白死神 White Death), Shōugē Zhě (收割者 Reaper)
Gender: Unspecified
Race: Spirit
Age: Unknown
Eye Colour: Blood Red
Hair Colour: Ice White
Hair Style: Twin Braids
Personality: Bloodthirsty, Malevolent, Sadistic.

Backstory: Having roamed the Spirit Wilds for over a millennium, Nari has experienced the age before Vaatu broke the barriers that separated human- and spiritkind, and watched helplessly as the first Avatar was born into the world after bonding with Raava. While Nari did not oppose the need for light to triumph over dark, something twisted inside the spirit when Avatar Wan sealed the portals, destroying any opportunity to experience something new and different. A hatred festered inside, brewing for thousands of years to come. When Vaatu finally returned to initiate Harmonic Convergence, Nari didn't even need forceful convincing from the dark entity in order to follow and bring destruction - it felt good, like home. Again, however, the freedom it felt was halted by this age's Avatar Korra, as Vaatu lay imprisoned, subdued by the light once more. Yet this time was different, Korra allowed the Spirit Wilds to remain linked to the human world, letting all roam free. It was foolish to think that the feelings harboured for so long would be undone by one paltry gesture of "good faith".

Unfortunately, Nari knew well enough that it could not simply go and raze cities on its own. The Avatar would surely attempt to pacify it like she had done with many of its kind, and thus an insidious plan was hatched. Creating a trinket in which to harbour its evil intent, Nari ventured through the open portal and placed down a freezing white, horned mask, into which was carved a malicious, fanged smile. The common road that it was sure would be frequented made it a perfect hunting ground for a viable host as it took to inhibit the mask. It wasn't long before a curious, innocent girl plucked it - drawn to the immense power radiating from it, captivated by its design. She could not part with it... but she did resist it, for far too long. Across the two years that it has been in the naive girl's possession, Nari has only managed to seize control during the full moons over the last two years - and not even all of them, which has left it little chance to deliver its rightful impact on the human world.

Frustration, anger, humiliation that such a brittle creature is resisting the will of an ancient spirit tears at Nari's mental state even further, but it will have the destruction and the blood it desires. One way, or another...

Bending Abilities.

Waterbending: Nari has no compunction about using the bending abilities of its host to their fullest extent. Any means of harming or inflicting pain is available to it.​
Energybending: Knowing full well the abilities that Kokori possesses, Nari frequently relishes in draining the life essence of others in an effort to sustain its own.​
Bloodbending: Although its host may feel the call of the moon, Nari knows all too well the dark heritage that courses through Kokori's veins. The natural skill in this art, enhanced by the raw power of a spirit, makes it the primary destructive tool in Nari's arsenal.​

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The Needs of a Princess with TheDovah

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Title: Miss
Name: Ai (No surname known)
Monikers / Aliases: The Moon Girl
Gender: Female
Race: Kitsune (Appears Human)
Age: 22
Height: 5ft 1in (155cm)
Weight (Approximate): 105lbs (45kg)
Eye Colour: Ruby Red
Hair Colour: Burnt Sienna Brown
Hair Length: Abdomen-Length
Hair Style: Straight
Breast Size: 36C
Personality: Timid, Inquisitive, Gentle.

Backstory: Left unaware of her nature as a creature of the supernatural, Ai was left at an orphanage by her lone parent, never to see them again. She has never been sure, to this day, who her parents were or why they abandoned her, but she knows well enough that the world around still seems so unfamiliar and foreign to her even after all these years. Fervently teased and mocked for being awkward, shy, and different, Ai was unable to mingle with any of her peers.

Laws of the Kronithia Kingdom ensured that she was only enrolled in basic language courses, among those taught by the orphanage. Beyond that, she has no ability to read or write, nor manage much in the way of etiquette. What has been noticed by staff at the orphanage, however, is that Ai enjoys reading books even if she can't understand anything. She plucks at the words as though she could read them, stealing away into the unknown fantasies of something she can't fathom. It is mostly her peers who torment her over the desire to read, while the staff try to pry the vultures away.

Aiming to make a productive woman out of Ai, the orphanage sends her to the market regularly to collect supplies for the whole building. It is a gruelling and time-consuming journey, but one that she does not contest - it proves her worth, allows her to learn and see the outside world, and few disturb her while she does.

On some of her nights, she sneaks out to stare at the luminescent moon above, idolising the lunar rays that shine so bright from the distant sphere. Jolly couples and quirky fellows have spotted Ai during her little ventures, giving her the name "The Moon Girl" - she who beckons the moon.
Title: Ms
Name: Lucia Strazal
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 49
Height: 4ft 11in (150cm)
Weight (Approximate): 92lbs (41kg)
Eye Colour: Jade Green
Hair Colour: Eerie Black (Greying)
Hair Length: Short (Neck Length)
Hair Style: Curly
Personality: Calm, Compassionate, Logical.

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To Bind a Goddess with PositiveStorm

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Title: Goddess
Name: Hana
Monikers / Aliases: Goddess of Judgement, The Warden
Gender: Female
Race: Deity
Age: Immortal (appears somewhere around the age of 28)
Height: 5ft 5in (165cm)
Weight (Approximate): 125lbs (57kg)
Eye Colour: Lavender Purple
Hair Colour: Platinum White
Hair Length: Abdomen-Length
Hair Style: Twin Braids
Breast Size: 40C
Personality: Confident, Logical, Scrutinising.

Backstory: Having ruled over the world for millenniums, Hana has settled more than comfortably into her positions as a deity of judgement. For those precious mortals that call for her name, she brings them what they desire - judgement falls upon those who have done wrong. Some have claimed that her ways are false, that she is too harsh in her decrees, but what lessons are learned from meagre taps of the wrist?

Even still, the kin of celestials, the orchestra of angels that surround her presence so commonly, often justify her behaviours - admitting that humankind are often too sensitive and small-minded when it comes to seeing the greater picture of things. It was a frame of mind that she readily shared, until there was one judgement that she could not enact.

A modest woman working at a general store had a son, barely half her age and pushing into his adult years. Together, they happily operated the building. During one afternoon, a man came in to rob the store, wielding a small blade - the boy tried to defend his mother and was slain at the hands of the thief. She cried and wept for her darling child, throwing a nearby chair at the man in a fit of rage and distress. It knocked him over and he dropped his weapon. The woman took the blade and drove it into the man's back - his screams did not bring her comfort. Even still, he managed to knock the woman off and escape into the village, while the woman wept for her child.

The man cried vengeance, asked for the woman, too grief-stricken to plead the same, to be judged for her actions. Hana could not bring herself to enact such a travesty, and yet the celestial court seemed to be in unanimous agreement that the woman's actions were as wrong as the man's - one was a murderer, the other was soon to be. Judgement had to be enacted.

Hana disagreed, contesting the absurd notion that was being produced by these damned angels. The debate became heated, words became actions, and the Goddess hailed shards of lightning and beams of searing light at her new adversaries - but she was so heavily outnumbered. They beat her down, unable to kill her, and cast her down into the mortal realm. They knew not where she would land, but vowed to find and end her for betraying their absolute judgement.

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Thank you for perusing my dear little sweethearts. I hope some of them intrigue you~ ♥
 
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