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Name:
Fuyukawa Honoka

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Appearance:
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Standing at 5'2", Honoka is a young adult with coal-filled eyes and ash-touched hair. Visible scars litter her body, tainting her skin and writhing around her limbs and face. Her modest A-cups are bound beneath her long, formal clothing, covering the scars that line her entire torso. No matter what she wears, a white ribbon is tied to the front of her chest, and a small pouch is ever present around her waist that holds her tarot cards and notebook. 

History:
When she was younger, Honoka was always loved by her parents, an engineer and a business woman who worked for an international company. She was pampered as every little princess was, and got everything she ever wanted. They always had time for her, and showered her with affection whenever they could. One fateful morning, her mother revealed that she needed to take a business trip overseas on the summer of her daughter's eighth year of life, and decided to make it a family vacation.  The trip would last for an entire month, and every day of that month the mother would meet her colleagues within a meeting room in an office building, while both her husband and daughter explored the land. On the final week of the trip, the husband gained an opportunity for a large building project within the country, one that would give their family a large sum of money. That day, Honoka left with her mother to the office building.

That same day, a freak accident on the third floor started a fire that quickly spread throughout the whole building, and consumed the first lives of that day within seconds. Panic erupted, and employees scattered and absconded from the building as fast as they could, including a mother who forgot that her daughter was with her that day. Little Honoka, who had been unknowingly abandoned by her mother, had been forced to witness the gruesome deaths of misfortunate employees who couldn't escape in time, and suffered extreme burns before a selfless stranger saved the young girl's life, losing his own within the process. She stayed within medical rehab for six months, slowly rebuilding the muscle movement she had lost during her a short coma and subsequent operation. Six months was a long time for a child, and the recovering child had used that time to reflect upon her life. The fire had taken many things from her, perfect skin being one of the few things she didn't truly care for before then, allowing her to become wiser from the experience. During this whole time, her mother cried over her own stupidity,  beating herself up over her mistake. When she had heard of her savior, and later his fate, Honoka thanked the man within her mind, and silently cursed the cruelty of the world for the first time in her life. She did not know it yet, but that day would only be the first of many. 

When the family returned to Japan, they were much more different than they were when they had left. A scarred child, and a discouraged mother. The father had stayed in the country to make due with the opportunity he had been accepted for. Honoka's return to school had started with humiliation around every corner, her new scars gaining the attention of everyone around her. The dark haired girl took it all in stride, never showing her fellow classmates how much it hurt her inside. During this time, the young lady found herself among the midst of the occult, gaining a fascination with the divining of the future with various mediums. Her first usage of her tarot cards, which were a gift from her mother who had noticed her interest and tried to mend their bond with the peace offering, was accompanied by the first visit of her imaginary god, Gospel. He had rebuked her for her misreading, and corrected her with a fermented smug tone. Every so often throughout her life, the god would visit her to laugh at her misfortune, or cockily point her in the right direction when it came from understanding her cards. Annoying, yes, but sometimes highly appreciated.

Three years later, while she was leaving school to return home, Honoka noticed a familiar group of bullies messing with a young girl around her age, with sinfully beautiful skin and alluring red eyes. Those kids were the same ones that had tormented her since the day she returned to Japan. Something snapped within the twelve year old, and both her mind and soul agreed that she had enough of their shit. Jumping into the fray, Honoka sent them all packing, not with brute strength, nor with cunning, but pure tenacity. For every punch they sent at her, she would take it in stride and throw one right back. Each time they knocked her down, the girl would get back up with renewed determination. When they would jump at her all at once, she'd knock them off of her with extreme prejudice. Eventually, they ran off, unable to take anymore punishment, leaving two hurting girls within the school grounds. The seemingly unbruised Honoka gave some motivational words to the other girl, unknowingly causing a powerful bond to be formed between them, and limped back home, hoping that her mother would understand why she was so battered and beat up.

After that, her current persona appeared. The apathetic girl who could take shit from anyone, but would give them hell if they tried to do the same to others around her. Slowly, but surely, her former bullies peeled away and left her alone, obviously a sign that her method was working smoothly, and after her sophomore year of high school a new event occurred: her independence from her family. Her mother was moving to live with her husband within the country he hadn't left since eight years ago, and was giving ownership of the house to her now-of-age daughter. Overjoyed, but somehow saddened by her mother's departure, Honoka was left alone within the house, quickly gaining the skills to take care of herself, and after two more years is now the proud employee of a bookstore not 2 blocks from her current college.


Personality:
To the general masses, Honoka is apathetic. She neither cares for them, nor hates them. They are all just background noise, pieces of a more important whole. Messing with the young adult will only gain a small, "bear with it" smile, and the continued snubbing of your existence. Mess with others in her presence, however, and she'll finally show some emotion. Anger, and retribution beyond measure. She is ready to help when ever she can, her tenacity keeping her from ever giving up when a problem arises. When a wall doesn't break on the first strike, she'll try and try again until she succeeds. 

To her friends and family, she is much more expressive. Always ready to give them a welcoming, warm hug, Honoka is genuinely glad that she has wonderful people within her life that care for her as much as she did for them. She doesn't try to hide anything from them, being open and intimate with her thoughts and feelings. Her true smiles are very rare, even to those she cares about, but when she reveals it those around her always feel a sense of contentment with life being emitted from within.

She is very accepting of anything and everything, taking even the weirdest events and secrets with stride. Accepting something doesn't always mean she'll understand it, but she knows that not everything in the world is meant to be understood. They are only human, after all. The one thing she could never accept, however, is fate. The true reason she had taken up tarot card reading in the first place was so that she may defy fate, to change the future and stop disasters from happening like what had happened to her. One day, she may learn to accept that the future can not always be changed, but for now she will be thrown in a furious rage should anyone even try to prove her wrong.

Diary:
Prophet Diary 

Notable Skills:
Observant, but Unaware - Any movement within her vision, in her periphery, or in her focus, is easily caught by her eyes. Dealing with a high quantity of students trying to screw you over would cause one to develop such a skill. However, she doesn't always understand what she sees. An eyetwitch or the fidgeting of a finger could mean anything or nothing, but Honoka would sure as hell notice it anyway.

Street Fighting Experience - She isn't necessarilly a master at it, but she has been involved in her fair share of them.

First Aid - Honoka has basic knowledge of first aid, allowing her to deal with minor to medium threat wounds with both a first aid kit or makeshift resources.

Pain Resistance (Situational) - The fire burnt her skin to such a degree that the nerves under her skin have burnt away as well, dulling sensations within the areas where her scars are apparent. This allows her to take hits that otherwise would be debilitating from the pain that came from it. However, the wound still does as much damage to the body as it would to a normal person, Honoka will just be unable to flinch or pull back because of the lack of pain.

Misc:
•The ribbon she wears on her chest is a homage to the unknown man who had saved her life.
•Sometimes, when no one is around, Honoka would speak to her tarot cards as if they were people. She claims that the act allows her card readings to be more accurate.
•Except for Miye, Honoka doesn't have many friends.
•Her sexuality is "Pansexual"
•She is a high-ranking member in the "Cult of Yog-Sothoth", an occult group that wishes to become as omnipresent as The Beyond One through their own means. She is high enough in the hierarchy to be protected by other members, but not high enough to instruct or control lower members. Honoka once believed Yog-Sothoth existed. That lasted for about the span of an hour before Gospel appeared during her first tarot reading, and denied it's existence. She is only still a member because of the feeling of community she felt within it.
•Isn't afraid of fire, despite her horrible incident. Rather, her eyes will be drawn to it, and cause her to remember the incident with unbidden memories.
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