Character(s) ocean swells and champagne glamour

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Atlantis V. Aegeus

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  "open hearts to ocean swells..."

  nickname/s

  Atlas; Valor

  age

  90

  gender

  Male

  species

  Merfolk

  sexuality

  Pansexual

  origin

  Aegean sea

  occupation

  Hunter

  
  
  

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  Personality

  STOIC

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  COURAGEOUS

  Atlantis can easily be summed up as a stoic. He keeps his cool even in the direst of situations and prefers to logically solve issues whenever possible. He is not fond of meandering interactions, finding it to be meaningless and tedious. If it is not concerning his interests, Atlas is slow to action and unmotivated.
  
  It would seem that such traits should work opposingly to his reputation and yet, he finds himself continuously being stopped by mermaids and mermen alike to be their mate. What's more incredulous is that even despite his brisk rejections, they would simply go away to come back another time to tempt him with another new proposal promising even more pleasures and joy. Perhaps it may be caused by the siren blood coursing coldly through his vessels in what little amounts are still left from aeons past.
  
  However, Atlas is a straightforward person who treats all he meets fairly without prejudice. He seeks to form opinions of them after personally interacting with them and is not influenced by the thoughts of others.
  
  

  ⠀LOVES

  ⠀•⠀human trinkets, riding with his orca, grooming his hair, dark and cold waters
  
  

  ⠀HATES

  ⠀•⠀heat, arrogance, idling, fruitless deaths
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Appearance

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  9' 6" | 290 cm - MERMAN
  6' 4" | 193 cm - HUMAN
  

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  210 kg | 463 lbs. - MERMAN
  90 kg | 200 lbs. - HUMAN

  HAIR

  Midnight blue, wavy, fine

  EYES

  Lapis lazuli, long lashes, upturned

  The long dark waves cascading off Atlas' toned back are soft and fine, reminiscent of the sleek, flowing tentacles of a deep-sea squid. The scales adorning his tail are laid rather smooth, appearing almost as if they are absent. The deep-sapphire tail is long and serpentine with a darkening hue developing near its end that add to the dark mystique of his form. In the darkness of his dwelling, only his slightly luminescent ivory skin tinged with cobalt is visible as his tail is obscured amidst the shadows of the depth where the light does not shine.
  
  Atlas' gaze can be described as a numbing yet hypnotic look, the aegean blue of his eyes captivating onlookers into senselessness. Perhaps it would be better described as ensnaring than astonishing.
  
  As a renowned hunter amidst the merfolk of his community, Atlantis has developed musculature befitting the title with capable broad shoulders and impressive arms. Many state his presence to be a reassuring, rock-solid anchor in a sea of uncertainty and predation of creatures apart from the marine inhabitants. Although his chiseled physique is the object of admiration for many fair mermaids, Atlas seems indifferent to it all.
  
  

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  He has a set of dark navy ear fins which can be retracted to hide in his hair.
  
  

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  The light powdering of lapis and amaranth around his eyes are adaptations of his ancient siren heritage that has long turned obsolete over the many generations past.
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Currently owns a lavender octopus that's about 2m in length. He will occasionally bring her out to hunt with him.
  
  

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  Atlantis rides a male orca on his hunts whose name is Aeneas. He tightly grabs hold of the orca's dorsal fin as it races through the waters, directing it to attack and if need be, uses his silver five-pronged trident to pierce the prey in their vital organs.
  
  

  
  

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  ⠀AQUATIC COMMUNICATION

  ⠀•⠀Atlantis can telepathically communicate with aquatic animals and form emotional bonds with them. He can request them to do his bidding, as seen in his mounting of the orcas.
  
  

  ⠀BIOLUMINESCENCE

  ⠀•⠀As mentioned before, his skin naturally emits a light source in the dark. His scales, however, do not.
  
  

  ⠀ENHANCED VISION

  ⠀•⠀Sirens are naturally creatures that dwell amid deep depths after having caught their prey. Thus, they evolved to have exceptional vision to navigate the dark waters. As Atlantis has some parts of siren heritage, he has inherited a fraction of their visual prowess. It merely allows him to have improved sight as well as some night vision in the dim light.
  

  
  

  
  
  

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    Atlantis' father had always held Atlantis to a high standard. Ephesus had also been a hunter and thus, believed his son should be just like him if not, better. When Atlantis was a young child, his father had taken him out on one of his own hunts to introduce him to the outer bounds of their communal space and to the predators he may face if he were to become a hunter as well. The trip had been going quite well; Ephesus demonstrated his might against fierce creatures and had proven himself an exemplary role model to Atlantis. His son should seemingly adore him forever, right? That had been true up until the moment where while Atlantis was crouched touching a vibrant starfish Ephesus had gone and left the young boy with only a small steel trident that could scarcely be called a weapon. He was alone in unknown land with the tiniest clue of how he could return home.
    
    After being chased by sharks and juvenile orcas the entire way home before a surveying guard near the outposts had spotted him and fended the predators off, young Atlantis could hardly keep himself from collapsing at his father's feet when he finally reached his dwelling. When the injured and exhausted Atlantis had entered, his mother seemed deeply disturbed but not quite shocked while his father bore a disappointed look. He'd wanted to ask and demand why Ephesus had simply abandoned him but could only let out big beads of tears from his lapis eyes and choked sobs while Seraphine held him and mended his wounds.
    
    In the end, all Ephesus had said was "Why weren't you quicker getting back? My father hadn't left me with anything and still I came back far more smoothly and faster." Later that night as Seraphine was tucking him into bed, she'd revealed to him that this was a test undertaken by all men of the Aegeus line when they were youths. She'd pleaded with Ephesus to excuse Atlantis for just a couple more years until he'd matured a little before subjecting him to this but all he'd cared about was striking the iron while it is hot and teaching Atlantis a lesson before he starts believing life is all sea lilies and starfish.
    
    Following this event, Ephesus would begin to take him out on more hunts to train him and Atlantis found himself enjoying the activity and the thrill of seizing his prey after a fiery chase. Still, he could only feel fulfilled for a short while before he'd start to consider if he'd dragged out the battle for too long and whether his father seemed satisfied with his technique. Additionally, Ephesus' lack of emotions when he did well did not help in alleviating Atlantis' doubts. At the very most, Ephesus may remove the scowl from his face and crack a small smile, nodding in approval.
    
    From then on, Atlantis would constantly strive to improve himself in hopes of having his father approve of him and express genuine, unadulterated pride at his only son.
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
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    ⠀EPHESUS VALIANT AEGEUS

    ⠀•⠀Father
    Atlantis always seeks for Ephesus' approval on anything he does, hoping to impress him beyond belief. Although a little foolish in that regard, it is a genuine wish of his. Ephesus, on the other hand, doesn't seem to give such things up easily. What could he be anticipating from Atlantis?
    
    

    ⠀SERAPHINE DULCET AEGEUS

    ⠀•⠀Mother
    A gentle, caring mother who seems the exact opposite of Ephesus. She dotes on Atlantis often and babies him whenever possible. Although he occasionally finds it to be irritating and as if she's undoing all his efforts at becoming a strong, dependable man, he would subconsciously crave her affection as well. Still, why does she rarely intervene during moments of conflict between Ephesus and Atlantis?
    
    

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    ⠀AENEAS

    ⠀•⠀Pet
    The second orca pet he has owned since childhood and his favorite, by far. Killer whales make for excellent companions while pursuing prey as their nature is to hunt and are friendly to merfolk, forming a deep-seated relationship with them since ages past. They bring back larger and more valuable bounties together, than if they were to hunt by themselves. Aeneas is also much more obedient and loyal to Atlantis compared to his previous orca which had been older and untamed. They are quite bonded together and both are willing to sacrifice one's own life for the other at the drop of a hat.
    

    
    

    
    

  
  
  

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Spoiler: code 1: atlantis

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Spoiler: code 2: atlantis

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​ ARMAND. ​ ⠀FULL NAME⠀ ⠀Armand 'Ace' Porthos Devereux ⠀NICKNAMES⠀ ⠀Ace, Armani ⠀AGE⠀ ⠀TBD in RP, twenties ⠀D.O.B.⠀ ⠀12 / 12 ⠀ETHNICITY⠀ ⠀British-French ⠀SEXUALITY⠀ ⠀Bisexual ⠀ Party Monster.⠀⠀ THE WEEKND ⠀visage.⠀ visage.​ ⠀HEIGHT⠀ ⠀185cm | 6' 1" ⠀WEIGHT⠀ ⠀82kg | 181lbs ⠀HAIR⠀ ⠀Blonde ⠀EYES⠀ ⠀Amber ⠀VOICECLAIM⠀ ⠀TBD​ The lustrous locks crowning his head are a lush honey colour, seemingly made of soft streaks of glimmering gold that shine luxuriously under ritzy casino lights. Even with his hair set loose and outfitted in informal attire for his post-work parties, his sharp, amber eyes and tall frame command attention worthy of an aristocrat. His fair skin similarly oozes an innate glow of imperial topaz and regal zircon. He believes in the importance of personal fitness in mental clarity and personal image and has developed beautiful broad shoulders that are a presence in and of itself. Furthermore, being the handsome and fit CEO of Porthos Motors certainly bodes well for the company's reputation as magazine covers simply can't get enough of him. Armand possesses a lofty collection of fragrances to match any occasion but he most prefers Baccarat Rouge 540 for its lingering impressionable scent as well as its complex sweetness. However, more formal occasions have him reaching for the deep and woodsy Oud Wood. Beneath the cologne lie Armand's personal scents of high-end champagne and aftershave mixed with the cleanliness of freshly laundered clothes. Armand has two separate closets filled with clothes matching his double life. One closet full of formal attire and tuxedos and the other full of party and club outfits closely following the latest trends in fashion. It is rare to see clothes any older than a year or two in either wardrobe but he does occasionally don vintage suits when going to speak with CEOs from the older generations. Such a choice, he believes, helps the negotiation go more smoothly and allows the men to have a common topic they could bond over. He will also clean up quite nicely with a sophisticated slick back, a Patek Philippe Annual Calendar and a couple Versace statement rings. It's essential to him that he doesn't come off too modest nor an arrogant show-off - something he learned from repeated trial-and-error experiences. However, on nights out, Armand is a fan of designer labels to flaunt and impress. He changes his style often depending on his mood but never declines a fair amount of accessorising using jewellery from Bvlgari, Casablanca or even Chrome Hearts. Wherever Armand is spotted, he always sports a smile of any degree - a smirk or a hearty laugh, the man constantly seems to be having a grand time. However, gaze too deep into his eyes and one may almost drown in the sea of monotonous melancholy ebbing and rushing behind his pensive stare. What could be the waters troubling the shores of his mind?​ ⠀psyché.⠀ psyche.​ Armand is often perceived as a reckless playboy with a love for overindulgence in life's pleasures. You may find him at high-end clubs and casinos nearly every night save for a couple days out of the month. He enjoys meeting new people and tires of routine and rules easily. Many of his acquaintances note that the party doesn't start until Armand has arrived. He carries an air of ease and charisma that draws the interest of many to him and yet, he handles such immense attention quite fluently. He rarely comes off strong but is far from being aloof. Notwithstanding all those traits, perhaps the most interesting is his personality switch during the day. The consequences of Armand's wild party habits are never shown at work and his newer employees are often surprised to find out that the man had been downing shots like water eight hours ago. He's alert and sharp and is quick on his feet to respond to work requests and queries. However, he's prone to slacking off and procrastinating on tasks if they prove to be too tedious and long-winded. In important negotiations with foreign company representatives, he displays the persona of an upstanding and knowledgeable businessman with a great sense of responsibility. Although there are a couple individuals acquainted with his true style of life, they are commanded not to comment on it thanks to his handsome compensations. Indeed, he usually goes about solving most of his issues in such a manner. What else is he to do with such wealth? Deep inside, however, is an insecure child with a fear of isolation and deprivation. He wants to experience everything in the world and to live without regrets of not having fulfilled his wishes. On deep contemplative nights, Armand frequently wonders when those closest to him will abandon him and overthink their actions or manner of speech for the day. As a result, he does not commit to projects or relationships, much to the dismay of his coworkers and past lovers. Such thoughts rarely pop up, however, as Armand ensures, with his daily schedule, that he will never have time to sit down and think and is forced to be on the go 24/7 with only the bare minimum time to sleep. ​ ⠀LIKES⠀ ⠀Partying, sports car drag racing, gambling ⠀DISLIKES⠀ ⠀Boredom, isolation, body odor ⠀FEARS⠀ ⠀Abandonment, betrayal​ ⠀ ⠀anecdote.⠀ trivia.​ ⟶ Parents gifted him a leopard cub during his senior year of high school to give him something interesting to look after so that he doesn't spend all day in his room. They had built a specialized enclosure for the leopard on their family property with a special trainer that helped Armand and the cub bond together. He named the male cub Athos. ⟶ Owing to his parents' company, he developed a great interest in the collection and racing of sports cars. He has about forty models but his favorite is the LaFerrari. ⟶ Speaks fluent French and English. ⟶ Occasionally smokes Arturo Fuente Opus X cigars. ⟶ Often taps his fingers idly.​ ⠀MBTI⠀ ⠀ENFP-A ⠀ALIGN.⠀ ⠀Chaotic Neutral ⠀ENNEAGRAM⠀ ⠀7w8​ ⠀DOM. HAND⠀ ⠀Left ⠀SIN⠀ ⠀Lust ⠀VIRTUE⠀ ⠀Charity​ ⠀CHARISMA⠀ ⠀★★★★☆ ⠀PATIENCE⠀ ⠀★★☆☆☆ ⠀COURAGE⠀ ⠀★★★★☆​ ⠀INTELLECT⠀ ⠀★★★☆☆ ⠀HUMOR⠀ ⠀★★★★☆ ⠀MANNERS⠀ ⠀★★★☆☆​ ⠀passé.⠀ history.​ ⠀CHILDHOOD⠀ As the only child of Vincent Renaud Lyon Devereux and Evangeline Valentin Devereux who are both wealthy businessmen managing a shared car producing company, they were present in Armand's life up until he was 10 years old and had left thereafter to fully devote themselves to the expansion of their business. They had left Armand with a nanny and a hired assistant to not only keep him company but also sort out his daily schedules and duties. That assistant was a boy his age, Hugo Cavalier Du Maurier, whom he'd grown to become deeply attached to. They'd gotten along quite nicely with the more mellow Hugo accompanying Armand for whatever adventures he wished to go on that day and advising him on potential dangers and risks.​ ⠀ADOLESCENCE⠀ Perhaps it was the absence of his parents' affection but Armand found himself craving Hugo's attention even though they were practically attached at the hip. He looked to him for approval and frequently depended on him for many things, both physically and emotionally. However, little did he know, Hugo had grown to despise how attached Armand was. As they began to grow up and enter high school, Hugo found Armand's complete lack of awareness for others' struggles and seemingly selfish behaviour unbearable. He also despised the idea of being reduced to 'Armand's little assistant' and being unable to establish his own identity in school. The straw that broke the camel's back was when Armand had tried to kiss Hugo, believing they shared a mutual romantic interest in each other. Consequently, Hugo completely lashed out on Armand and revealed his true feelings to him, detailing all of Armand's vices and the nasty thoughts he harboured in his mind about him. He had quit his job and disappeared from Armand's life with no way for him to contact him again. All of this was an indescribable shock to Armand who believed wholeheartedly like a little child that he and Hugo were inseparable. It was a terrible period in his life; he'd had to complete his senior year of high school at home and his parents had bribed the school to forge his final grade report and hand him the diploma without protest despite him never attending school that year. He spent his days pouring over his actions and sincerely regretting that he'd gotten so attached to Hugo when it was entirely unrequited. It was only thanks to the work of elite therapists and a reckless amount of antidepressants that he'd been able to re-enter society again and start attending university. There, he'd been introduced to the life of partying to numb his pains and has never looked back ever since.​ ⠀YOUNG ADULTHOOD⠀ Being inexperienced in how to appropriately party with respect to his reputation, Armand had once gotten involved in a drug scandal so severe that it had even garnered the attention of the eternally busy Mr. and Mrs. Devereux, who had shown him a dreadful punishment that had him completely avoid going near it ever again. Additionally, he was quite sure they'd hired a private investigator to trail him and ensure that he was obeying their warning during his college years. During college, his father had also kept him from partying too hard by having Armand shadow him at meetings and learning about how the trade works. Having studied Business Administration at university, he had also become decently knowledgeable on leadership roles and succeeded his father with fluency.​ ​ ​

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HUGO CAVALIER DU MAURIER​ ♦ d o s s i e r ♦​ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ aliases: der rosenkavalier gender: male ethnicity: french age: late twenties occupation: security guard​ ♦ v i s a g e ♦​ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ height: 5' 11", 180cm hair: fine and short, midnight black eyes: almond, onyx skin: cool, pale build: lean, slightly muscular​ ♦ p e r s o n a ♦​ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ temperament: melancholic alignment: neutral evil traits: pensive, pessimistic, judgmental, mature, efficient loves: reading, roses, floral arrangements, planning hates: servitude, excess, mess, ignorance​ [/CENTER]

 

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elynas seraphim

GENERAL INFO

name Elynas Seraphim
nickname Lyn
gender Male
sexuality Pansexual
age 172
d.o.b 02/06/XX
ethnicity n/a
species High elf​

APPEARANCE

height 180 cm / 5'11"
weight 70 kg / 154 lbs.
hair color Chalk white
eye color Amber
skin tone Porcelain​

Elynas' porcelain skin free of any blemishes as well as his powdery white locks that fall in gentle waves make for a striking appearance to many, even among the unique characters of the world. Along with the youthful air surrounding him, it often seems like he's glowing from the sheer luminosity of his appearance.

If the numerous pieces of eccentric jewellery he adorned on his digits and ears weren't eye-catching enough, the amber eyes nestled between his snowy lashes often allure and captivate those who are lucky enough to catch a glimpse.

He is an elf of a height slightly above the average height of most humans with a rather lean and lithe build. His slender wrists and nape make for a deceptively frail appearance and as such, he is often perceived to be an unusually tall but delicate young woman. He frequently outfits himself in long, flowing robes for sake of ease and comfort, further concealing his toned body.​

FAMILY

mother n/a
father n/a
sister n/a
brother n/a​

PERSONALITY

Elynas is a playful person at heart and his primary philosophy lies in wanting to spend his life in bliss without much intention to achieve great or world-changing things. His day is made when he's able to enjoy a hearty laugh at something. This tendency to seek entertainment above all else is often the cause of his frequent proclivity to teeter on the edge of expending others for a misplaced joke which he views as "a useful way to determine the character of somebody."

Elynas is also quite an inquisitive person who adores finding new and interesting things or in some cases, people, to play around with. His extrovert personality lends itself to his chatty nature which makes Elynas seem like he's loose-lipped but if one were to carefully follow their conversation, it's clear that Elynas has the other party spilling everything about themselves while revealing little about himself. As such, people tend to trust him more than they realistically should and end up falling victim to his pranks as Elynas chuckles away.

He isn't entirely heartless, however. He always tries to pull up the individual who was tricked and lend his support, which does help his reputation. He's aware that unnecessarily causing excess trouble to the wrong people will ultimately impede his wishes of blithely partaking in the pleasures of life and thus takes care to pick suitable victims. At least, most of the time.​

HISTORY

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  ethnicity

  Japanese

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  Heterosexual

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  Aoki Village

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  Suzume is quite a closed off individual. She thrives in the quiet solitude of her tea shop and is reluctant to venture out anywhere for very long. For a teahouse owner, she's rather unenthusiastic about conversing with her customers, feeling that there is no necessity to prolong conversation beyond simple pleasantries. Her regulars are quite sympathetic to this and will often avoid bothering her with conversation, but there are moments where she will indulge in a bit of discussion if she feels that the topic at hand is interesting enough.
  
  Being so quiet had allowed her to step back from meager frivolities and observe the situation at hand more closely. With just her thoughts and no need to entertain others, Suzume could expend the extra brainpower on more pressing matters as well pick up on subtle details most would miss. For example, when stopping by before early morning work in the village, a young woman's preferences for sugary snacks shifted to blander bites easier on the stomach, signalling morning sickness because she had always worked up an unruly appetite in the evening, craving strange-tasting snacks in large quantities. When Suzume suggested she could be pregnant and to closely follow her symptoms, sure enough, her belly began to swell in a couple months until it was obvious she was pregnant. Suzume had picked up on it before anyone else did - before her husband or herself.
  
  Unfortunately for her, there are always newcomers that don't exactly read between the lines and pick up on her unwillingness to engage in a chat, so they will tend to overwhelm her by repeatedly poking and prodding at her in an attempt to get her to speak. During those moments, she could only force a couple words out and drop her voice to barely above a mumble. Of course, those same individuals will get even more upset with her lack of extraversion and will either stay even longer past their original intended time to bother her more or may choose to leave the teahouse huffing and grunting at her dreadful hospitality. Suzume much prefers the latter option, even if she must bear witness to crude defamation as they did so. That was good, because it had meant they would not be coming back again.
  
  When distressed from a day's worth of difficult customers, she loves how solid and grounding the act of brewing tea feels. Sitting just by herself solely focused on the sound of boiling water, waiting to steep the leaves in water and watching the way a delightfully brewed tea poured into her cherished clay cup rhythmically was deeply satisfying and calmed her soul very easily. After that process, she would step out onto the simple garden at the rear end of her teahouse and lent herself a moment's respite of soaking in the verdant greens as she tended to her plants.
  
  As such, Suzume is an individual driven strongly by her desire to follow rituals and routines to a very strict schedule. She would never willingly stray from her routines and when forced to do so, she will dash to get back on track. When she doesn't have a routine she can fall back on, Suzume can easily get overwhelmed by the day's tasks and encounters that she may end up not doing anything at all, paralyzed and still pondering whether one option is better over the other well into the evening.
  
  She knows herself enough to admit that she is still a human distracted by mortal vices and could just as easily be useless the whole day. When she finally snaps out of this spiral, Suzume will always try to formulate a plan focusing on only the most important tasks - ones which determine the entire outcome of the day - not the thin layer of dust near the fireplace nor the unorganized crate of tea leaves in the storehouse received just yesterday. She did not like doing just the bare minimum. Her mother, Yoshiko, had always instructed her to finish her tasks wholly and comprehensively. "Leave nothing for later. Always minimize the load for the future. Otherwise, you'll be scrambling around like a headless chicken later." Thus, schedules serve as precautionary measures to maximize her efficiency. After all, a lone woman running a business by herself needed to be fiercely competent for fear of being targeted by whomever.
  
  After a day of procrastination, Suzume will always scrub the floor a little harder and polish her silverware a little shinier, putting her frustration to good use for fervent cleaning and working. It's a stupid thing to be led by your fleeting desires, which is why she may choose to fast for a day or two to rebalance her energy and purify her body. When there is nothing weighing her down but a couple cups of refreshing tea, she feels rejuvenated and in a better mood by the end of it.
  
  While some may say this must be a tortuous process with unnecessary self-punishment, Suzume finds that this is her own unique way of granting herself freedom. It isn't the conventional definition of freedom where you may have the opportunity to laze around and follow your whims; to her, it's a way she regains control over the unpredictability of life - she gets to manage just these few variables so she may have more leeway to focus on other matters for a longer time. Tea plants were a sensitive bunch of crops, unable to weather minute changes in conditions without having its yield be drastically altered. So, if she could direct the variations in rainfall, for example, she would have the freedom to consider what could be done about pests solely.
  
  With familiar friends and family, Suzume sports a gentle smile and her heart will quietly swell with bliss. She opens up a lot more and speaks up without being asked, her supposedly cold demeanor being replaced with warmth and consideration. Although she may not suddenly transform into an excellent conversationalist, she shows affection in her own unique way, personalized to the recipient. She adores performing acts of service for them and listening to them talk for hours, giving her own two cents along the way at times and always ensuring they know that they're cherished by her. It is only when these loved ones come around that Suzume breaks her routine in order to spend more time with them undisrupted.
  
  

  ⠀LOVES

  ⠀•⠀tea, solitude, herb gathering, haircare
  
  

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  ⠀•⠀filth, unnecessary waste, small talk, inefficiency
  
  

  ⠀GOALS

  ⠀•⠀supporting family, mastering tea varieties, settling down in a quaint cottage in the forest
  
  

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  ⠀•⠀inadequacy, loss of autonomy & personal space, disability
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  A thin woman with a rather weak constitution, Suzume's appearance bears resemblance to a billowy wisteria swaying gently with the course of the wind. Her stature had been relatively average for young women at the time, perhaps even on the slightly taller side for most crowds. Nevertheless, physicians since childhood had always urged her to eat in order to nourish her body properly, but she rarely heeded their advice. The self-destructive nature she presumed on a semi-regular basis had meant she neglected her own physical wellbeing; although it would have seemed like she didn't engage in rough labour very often as a teahouse owner, her thin hands were cracked and bore callouses from hours spent scrubbing and polishing the teahouse, which she always tried to conceal behind grasped palms. The older women from neighboring residences would make comments about the open wounds and urge her to use this healing ointment from the next province over, explaining how a young woman like her would need to be pretty and presentable for her future husband.
  
  Suzume's face lacked any significant expression for the most part - always a neutral that neither deterred nor invited a conversation to come her way. However, she had never planned to maintain such a face; rather, it had been present since childhood. Her relatives often remarked how she always seemed to be an easy child with a stable personality, but lamented about how she could be a child possessed by a mononoke that caused her melancholic appearance, as ridiculous as it was.
  
  Suzume seemed to inherit the best of her parents' features as she possessed a face that could very well be spotted at any noble estate - pale skin the shade of moonlight; mild, almond eyes the color of ink and a tall, thin nose from her father; petite, oval face and plushy, delicate lips with a fuller bottom lip from her mother. When she used to wear makeup in her younger days, it had brought more trouble than it was worth with unwanted suitors vying for her attention. As a result, she no longer fixes her face in the morning and greets people with a bare face, trying to minimize the attention she may receive. While it worked for the most part, her delicate beauty is still a source of numerous issues in her daily life and has since led to her averting her gaze from people if she senses it could be a problem.
  
  She was quite fond of her long black hair, though. How it brushed along her back like a gentle stream, its fine texture like the silken robes of a noble lady was one source of comfort for her. Running her fingers through clean, soft locks eased her and thus, she had decided to allow this, too, to be amongst her few indulgences as she invested a couple coins each month to purchase camellia oil to infuse in her hair while brushing through it with fine tooth comb made of premium boxwood with elaborate paintings of cranes and flowers on it. When working, she would either tie it into a loose, low ponytail held by a single white cord at her back, a single braid, or a neat bun at the base of her nape. Even after an entire day's work, no strand of hair dared to jut out free and remained in perfect stillness from the moment she sets the style.
  
  She upheld proper hygiene to the highest standard. She was a peasant girl, yes, but that hadn't meant she should wrestle in the dirt and wear the same clothes to bed like a savage. Following her frequent baths, Suzume would usually adorn faded kosode with simple patterns like small cranes, scattered blossoms, and falling leaves, or she may choose a dark blue for daily wear. Reminiscent of the sea, it steadied her racing heart when she thought of mighty waves crashing on an empty beach. Her problems would seem insignificant then.
  
  She also liked to tuck sachets of mint or yuzu peels in her obi to feel refreshed on a daily basis, the sillage of citrus trailing behind her was pleasant for everybody. On special occasions, she didn't say no to a few drops of ume blossom infused camellia oil on her wrists, nape and hair.
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  She is an avid reader of novels and literature, as well as an especially big fan of a female writer by the name of Lady Youko. She sometimes uses her leftover funds to purchase her books when they are released.
  
  

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  She is well-versed in common herb varieties found in most forests. If the worst came to it, Suzume could proficiently live off the forest's abundance for a considerable amount of time, eating foliage when hungry and wrapping medicinal herbs around wounds if injured.
  

  
  

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    As the second-born of four children, Suzume had been the only daughter to tea farmers Yoshiko Oyama and Shojiro Fujita. Due to her weak constitution as well as being a female, her parents had decided to relegate her to bookkeeping duties, like her mother. She fatigued easily in the fields and had to rest every so often. Being the hardwilled girl she was, Suzume did not like this fact and labored even harder to beat this limitation, but failed each time and warranted even more recovery that began to burden the family. As such, it was an easy choice to have her manage the finer details of the family trade - one that required less physical labour.
    
    Her parents were both literate and educated her themselves: teaching her literacy skills beyond what may be expected of a commoner woman, etiquette when dealing with high class nobles and samurai as the family supplied them high-grade tea, arithmetics for calculating profits and maintaining ledgers, and many other practical skills. Her literacy would, in the future, prove to be rather useful when entertaining weary nobles on a pilgrimage by referencing high class literature as she served them. Thus, whenever they may pass by on future journeys, they would choose to rest at the refined woman's store as proper etiquette and comfort would be guaranteed.
    
    Suzume's parents had always celebrated her quiet thoughtfulness and praised her diligent bookkeeping. Some villagers commented on the strangeness of her lack of emotional expression, but the Fujita had simply accepted it as a strength, not a weakness. To her parents, Suzume was demure and obedient with an extraordinary eye for minute details they may have missed. They hadn't minded her withdrawn nature and made no extra effort to socialise her more. After all, they were busy labouring in the fields all day and a modest, meticulous daughter was the ideal for many families at the time. In fact, they had honed in on this trait and assigned her to deal with the administrative work of the business by herself in the comfort of her room where she could focus deeply. This was advantageous to the business as well since she could precisely determine where there is inefficiency and loss of crops and think of elegant solutions to all of the issues. With such a sharp mind, she could have very well been a competent advisor to a local daimyo, if not for her lowly birth and female gender.
    
    Once she learned of the teahouse their family's lineage owned, Suzume had pleaded with her parents to place her there. It had remained empty due to a lack of funds to hire a keeper and there being no one with the time to manage it. The teahouse was a simple two-story machiya, a townhouse with the bottom floor as a storefront and the top floor as a residence for the owner, located at the edge of a village neighboring their own farm lands. Initially, they'd been entirely defiant of the matter, worrying for her safety as a lone woman; however, when they heard wind of a neighbour's daughter beaten to death by her husband for a minor slight, their perspective on the matter shifted.
    
    After years of intense warring followed by sudden peace, many overzealous warriors had grown obsolete in their roles and restless during their days. Some savages craved the adrenaline of battle and to sit around doing menial bureaucracy was emasculating, and so they took out their pent up frustrations on their poor wives. Yoshiko and Shojiro cherished their clever daughter; they didn't want her to suffer the same fate. Accordingly, they refused all marriage requests and waited until she was 17 for her to inherit the teahouse. With tearful 'farewell's and mentions of visiting often, Suzume had become the owner of Fuji Chaya and faithfully performed her duties for years now.
    
    

    
    

    
    
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    ⠀SHOJIRO FUJITA

    ⠀•⠀Father
    Suzume is one of Shojiro's hidden pride and joy. He greatly values her disciplined nature, often preaching to his sons that they should be more like her. Unlike many families at the time, Shojiro had been among the rare few fathers who wished for a daughter. He wished for a girl to accompany his wife as a woman as well as someone to care for him in old age as his sons would start their own lives and have their family to take care of. He had secretly enjoyed how a daughter allowed him to embrace his tender nature. Doting and spoiling his only daughter felt quite satisfying when he got to see her precious smile. "Boys are just boys," he would say, "they have none of the soft power women do."
    
    Shojiro had initially been very conflicted on whether to send Suzume to the teahouse or not. If she stayed in the village, one suitor or another would come knocking on their doors to marry Suzume and rarely would they be anything beyond another farmer's son. If they kept declining their requests, nasty rumors would swirl around the village and their quiet daughter would grow closer and closer to being outcast. At the very least, marriage requests from those frequenting the teahouse would be more diversified and were more likely to be from someone of a higher status which benefited her future. On the other hand, she was far from his watchful eyes and at great risk for being assaulted by disgusting criminals. At the best, she could be robbed. At the worst, she could end up dead.
    
    In the end, after the news of the dead neighbor's daughter, he'd been tipped over to let her inherit the teahouse. Although he still has his reservations about the decision, he was keenly aware of how much Suzume treasured independence and personal space. To keep her trapped at the fields, spending her days slowly and weakly picking tea leaves would be more foolish. The girl had a sharp brain and it had to be put to use somehow.
    
    Suzume is deeply grateful to her father for respecting her decision and is indebted to him for life. When she's tired from serving difficult customers all day, she thinks of her father's sacrifices and feels energized once more. Once in a while, she will be the one to go back home and visit her family. Each time, she'd run to her father's arms and he'd pick her up and spin her around like a little girl.
    
    

    ⠀YOSHIKO OYADA

    ⠀•⠀Mother
    Likewise to Shojiro, Yoshiko had also treasured her daughter. However, unlike her pampering father, she had taken care to discipline her properly. She showed her love in other ways - not in babying her and preventing her from doing any work at all. It is only due to her teachings that Suzume is as competent as she is now. Even through her weak constitution, she never expected her daughter to be slacking in household chores like cleaning and cooking and Suzume had followed through well. Yoshiko expected excellence, rarely showing much outward affection, but when Suzume proficiently recited an excerpt from The Analects, her gaze softened and a tender smile blossomed across her face - her satisfaction apparent.
    
    Strangely, Yoshiko had been more literate than Shojiro and she had been her primary instructor in etiquette and literacy. She took care to procure some old poetry books from passing merchants and have her daughter study it quite thoroughly. It had been done in secret, however. Neighboring women would not like how she instructed her daughter as if she were a noblewoman. She was a farmer's daughter, not a royal consort. Yoshiko wanted a better life for her daughter, wishing she would escape this life of backbreaking labor somehow. Her inheriting the teahouse got her a step closer, but it was still far. It seemed Yoshiko yearned to live vicariously through Suzume. She had loved her husband, but there was much to be desired from this life. Her above average desires and education seemed to hint at a hidden lineage, but there was no proof.
    
    Yoshiko is still Suzume's biggest confidante. She tells her mother of everything that happens in her days in letters sent fortnightly. When the neighbors' wives snickered, Yoshiko defied them to protect her daughter, risking ostracization. Suzume is most thankful for her mother's teachings in literacy as well as life skills and cherishes her deeply.
    
    

    ⠀SEIJIRO FUJITA

    ⠀•⠀Older brother
    Seijiro is 5 years older than Suzume and rather fond of his only sister. The pair had always had a close relationship, ever since childhood. Whenever he was at a loss for what to do or hesitant of his choices, Suzume would lend a close ear and after listening to his situation at depth, she would carefully consider possible solutions and provide him with an insightful answer. To him, Suzume had been a beacon of warmth and understanding with her kind words and patience.
    
    Naturally, he is quite protective of her as well and works twice as hard in the field to make up for Suzume's absence. When she brought up the matter of her inheriting the teahouse, he was the first to shut it down, wary of leery miscreants getting to his sister. He had actually cried the whole way escorting her to the location and then some as he made his way back home. Nowadays, he's mostly succeeded his father in taking care of the tea fields and has become much more busy but always takes time each month to visit her and check on her wellbeing. Suzume looks forward to those visits as he'll sometimes bring some members of the family and they'll spend the day relaxing and chatting about the latest news and happenings.
    
    

    ⠀SEIKICHI FUJITA

    ⠀•⠀Younger brother
    Suzume's younger brother of 3 years. Seikichi had a regular relationship with Suzume - neither too close nor too distant. He had never been too interested in intellectual work, but is literate enough to read a few books and literature. He enjoys the simplicity of physical labor and has dreams of joining the shogun's militia, as foolish as it may be.
    
    Influence from his circle of friends has led to him adopting some conservative opinions and values about women working independently, but Seijiro scolds him for it and for disgracing their sister. Suzume still cares for her younger brother and hopes for him to channel that inner frustration elsewhere to something productive.
    
    

    ⠀SOKICHI FUJITA

    ⠀•⠀Younger brother
    Suzume's younger brother of 7 years. He looks up to Suzume and her intellect, hoping to one day become an apprentice for an apothecary. When they had been younger, he accompanied Suzume as they went to pick and gather herbs from the forest. He's fascinated by the various properties of natural plants and their healing abilities. Initially, he'd learned all he knew about herbs from Suzume's teachings but has since expanded his knowledge by reading books he'd borrowed from the village healer in exchange for labor.
    
    Sokichi is the most common companion to Seijiro when he journeys to Suzume's teahouse. She enjoys having intellectual conversation with him once in a while and learns about herbs which she could later use for herself if needed. When he mentions his aspirations of working as an herbalist, she'll baby him and say he's still too young for that but inwardly hopes he could rise above his station as a farmer.
    
    

    
    

    
    

  
  
  

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[shizuu]

JOAQUIN VALENCIA

✴⠀dossier⠀

aliases: quino
ethnicity: spanish
gender: male
age: 22
sexuality: bisexual
occupation: runway model

✴⠀visage⠀

height: 185 cm | 6' 1"
weight: 78 kg | 172 lbs
hair: wavy and short, brunette
eyes: almond, cobalt blue
skin: tawny bronze
build: toned, lean

✴⠀persona⠀

temperament: high sanguine
alignment: chaotic neutral
traits: impulsive, vibrant, impatient, confident, egoistic, friendly
loves: partying & fun, sex, sun & beaches, modelling, luxury
hates: boredom, tight spaces, bugs, the cold, know-it-alls

 

[shizuu]

KSENIA KONSTANTINOVA ZAYCHIKOVA

✴⠀dossier⠀

aliases: senia, ksyusha, ksyushenka, snow princess
ethnicity: russian
gender: female
age: 21
sexuality: heterosexual
occupation: supermodel

✴⠀visage⠀

height: 175 cm | 5' 10"
weight: 48 kg | 106 lbs
hair: straight and long, blonde
eyes: almond, powder blue
skin: porcelain
build: slim, angular

✴⠀persona⠀

temperament: high sanguine
alignment: chaotic neutral
traits: excitable, sociable, easygoing, confident, noncommittal, careless, judgmental, egoistic
loves: partying & fun, fashion, modelling, avant garde, drama & gossip, drugs
hates: the heat, cheap anything, waking up early, not being recognized