Name: Hoshizora Aiko
Age: 16
Gender: F
Arcana: Death
Equipment: Booster bike, school things, color contacts, makeup, cellphone, schoolbag, purse, mallet, five-inch nails, laptop, a picture-locket
Skills: Light motorcycle license, biking, making straw dolls, cursing, studying, putting on a brave face, making excuses, oddly-detailed knowledge of local shrines and their daily schedules, excellent balance, broad knowledge of supernatural trivia, fitting into small spaces, faking emotional responses, staying up late, avoiding people, being fashionable, very flexible, skills and build as an amateur gymnast, swinging a mallet
AppearancePersonality: A seething cauldron of anger and spite wrapped in a candy shell, Aiko puts on a brave face and does her best to seem sunny and inoffensive. To the school at large, she's a model student who is always willing to help out if you need her- though she seems to have an unusually-large number of vaguely-defined after-school appointments and activities. She also has an odd tendency to refer to herself in third person when flustered, and shies away from physical contact. Outside of those minor quirks, her personality comes across as a pleasant sort of blur that's not quite memorable enough to register, kind of like a UPS worker. The few people who
have attempted to get close to her would likely describe her personality as "artificial", "a little off", or "conflicted", but none of them would be able to pinpoint why, exactly, she gave them such a feeling.
Biography:
Once upon a time, there lived two little girls. the first girl was shy, gloomy, and most of all, dark. Everything about the first girl was dark- her eyes, her hair, her clothes, and her thoughts were all an inky black. the second girl was bright: Her hair was bright, her eyes were bright, her clothes were bright, and when she smiled it would light up the room like the summer sun.
One day, when the dark girl was playing in the corner, the bright girl came to see her. The dark girl thought this was strange, because the other children did not want to play with her. The other children liked to call the dark girl names and take her things because she was gloomy and quiet. Blinded by the other girl's brightness, the dark girl fled.
Undaunted, the bright girl found the dark girl the next day, and the dark girl fled. This happened for many days, until one day the dark girl had enough. She lashed out at the bright girl, and asked the bright girl what she wanted. The bright girl only smiled, and said:
Because I want to be your friend.
This is how the dark girl made her first and only friend in the whole wide world.
Over the years, the dark girl and the bright girl became the best of friends. Because the dark girl was so gloomy, she could not make any other friends, but this was fine. As long as she had the bright girl, she could face anything. They were inseperable.
Then, one day, the bright girl had an accident. The dark girl was overcome with grief. the dark girl wondered why she had not died, instead. The dark girl wondered why, of all the people in this world, the bright girl had to have her life cut short. The dark girl looked around her, and saw only people that took their lives for granted. The dark girl grew to hate these people. Slowly, the dark girl came to hate the world.
The dark girl studied the supernatural, seeking a way to bring the bright girl back. All the while, her tangled-up insides rotted and festered, until there was nothing left but anger and spite. One day, the dark girl found the answer she had been looking for. However, the magic came at a terrible price: To perform it, one had to give up their existence, and lock themselves away where nobody would ever find them. Desperate, the dark girl used the magic and locked herself away, so that the bright girl could come back to this world.
Now, the girl has moved to a new province, and found a new school. Perhaps she will even find a new self? Only time will tell.
