[hider=Ueno Emiha - The Moon][center][h1][color=E5C4CD]U[/color][color=gray]ENO[/color] [color=E5C4CD]E[/color][color=gray]MIHA[/color] [color=E5C4CD]上[/color][color=gray]野[/color] [color=E5C4CD]咲[/color][color=gray]羽[/color][/h1] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/852dcc35-9e7a-44ca-b3fd-c4ff96e67cb6.jpg[/img] 163cm | 117lbs | 18 | 3rd year | Female[/center] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gz_JuA9APcE][i][color=2E2C2C].[/color] Bad omens in my head [center]For every word that started on your breath[/center][right]Sweet child, you'll end up dead [color=2E2C2C].[/color][/right][/i][/url] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]P[/color]ERSONALITY[/color] [INDENT]Once bubbly, outgoing, and full of life, Emi’s recent tribulations have put a damper on her personality. Gone is the cheery girl who flitted from club to study group to night out with friends without skipping a beat; nowadays, she finds her time and energy are better spent furthering a single goal: finding out what happened to her friends. In that sense, her recent strife has sharpened her focus, and while she used to fill her busy days to the brim simply as a matter of course, it's clear now that there's a genuine purpose driving her actions. Thankfully, though, Emi hasn't been entirely hardened by her grief. She's still the kind soul she always was; just a little more muted. Even as her search for answers monopolizes her attention, she still struggles to refuse someone looking for guidance (especially in the field of Personas), and loss has made her cherish her friends, both new and old, ever more dearly.[/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]A[/color]RCANA[/color] [INDENT]The Moon[/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]P[/color]ERSONA[/color] [INDENT][color=E5C4CD]Euryphaessa[/color] most often manifests as a swarm of many small, black-and-white butterflies, which disperse around the area in which they are summoned. These butterflies act as Emi’s eyes and ears, giving her enhanced awareness of her surroundings and any changes thereof. To attack, Euryphaessa’s butterflies converge into a [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/74dc5e2f-3388-4d37-8a65-6d10c82fbdd9.jpg]tall, humanoid creature[/url] with five arms and butterfly wings where its head should be. [/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]S[/color]KILLS[/color] [INDENT][color=E5C4CD]Lookout[/color] - Scout out the area, making it harder for enemies to ambush you and easier for companions to land hits. (Passive) [color=E5C4CD]Pulinpa[/color] - Create a distraction, inflicting Confusion on one foe. (Magical) [color=E5C4CD]Mapsi[/color] - Unleash the swarm, inflicting light damage to all foes. (Psychic) [color=E5C4CD]Bluff Call[/color] - Detect your foes’ weaknesses. (Ability)[/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]T[/color]RANSFORMATION[/color] [INDENT]Upon transformation, Emi dons a flowing empire dress made from layers of shimmering white gossamer. Tattoos of flowers and other flora sprout up across her entire body, whose blooms change colour and species depending on her mood. [/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]W[/color]EAPON[/color] [INDENT]Emi does not carry a weapon.[/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]H[/color]ISTORY[/color] [INDENT]To ask Emi’s parents about her life, they’d say she caused quite a stir when she was born, and hasn’t stopped since. The first part, at least, is true: having contracted an infection in utero, Emi was born without much use of her eyes, and in the following few years she was determined to be legally blind. She spent the first few years of her life in her parents’ small-town home, under the watchful eyes of doting parents and doctors alike; however, when it came time for her to start school, the family had to pack up and move to Kyoto, where she could attend a private school for the blind. Tuition and rent were expensive, forcing Emi’s parents to work multiple jobs to make ends meet, but they handled their stresses gracefully. All they wanted was for their daughter to live the fullest life they could offer her; Emi understood that even from a young age, and decided early that she’d make sure her parents’ vision for her became a reality, vowing never to allow anything to hold her back. That resolve pushed her to pour herself into everything she did, from schoolwork to navigation lessons to hobbies. As it turned out, the lifestyle suited her: Extroverted and full of energy from the start, Emi had no problem throwing herself into action. She carried that attitude forth when she left her private school to attend Hinotori High, thriving with more people to meet and more activities to involve herself in. It didn’t take long for her to find her way onto every student association she could fit around her schedule, and in the gaps between meetings, she was always planning things with friends. Overall, her manic schedule rarely left her with a moment to herself - and you know what, Emi liked it that way. She started her second year just as strong, but fate rarely goes long without changing. It wasn’t far into the school year before something happened, something beyond imagining, to tip her world sideways and shake out all the sense. Something awakened inside Emi that she could barely comprehend, let alone explain; the desperate utterance of one word set in motion events that shook her to her core, and led her to question not only her sanity, but the very nature of reality itself. [i]Persona.[/i] Be it by luck, fate, or something else entirely, Emi was mercifully not made to cope alone. As it turned out, something similar had happened to a close friend of hers, and that friend introduced her to a few other students who’d had similar experiences. Encouraged that they weren’t alone, together they helped each other to make sense of the strange new world they found themselves living in, learning about Personas, Shadows, and the Other Side. Before long, research turned into investigation, and soon enough the aptly-named Torch Bearers passed an absolutely wild summer of battle, strife, friendship, and introspection, all in an effort to burn out the corruption lurking behind every mirror. It was terrifying, crazy, and miles beyond reasonable belief, and it was an experience Emi was certain she’d never forget. Until one night, she stumbled home through the mirror with her mind and memories blurry. In the morning, she was told her friends were dead. She didn’t believe it at first. Knowing the power they commanded, Emi couldn’t accept that any one of her friends could possibly succumb to something as simple as a house fire. In fact, it wasn’t until she was taken to the wreckage to smell the smoke for herself and feel the ashes between her fingers that she even believed there’d been a string of fires at all. There was just no way; it had to be fake, or a misunderstanding, or some kind of collateral damage from some climatic battle on the Other Side. But the Other Side would no longer admit her; when she tried to cross over and find where her friends had gone, she only succeeded in shattering her mirror. But even if she couldn’t believe they were dead, her friends were most definitely [i]gone[/i], and the loss of such close friends would be devastating for anyone, even without uncertainty and suspicion gnawing in the backs of their heads. Emi’s desperate insistence that the fires couldn’t have claimed her friends fell on deaf, piteous ears, her concerns waived as the tragedy of a grieving girl still in denial. School, once a haven, became a torment; Emi couldn’t bear to walk the halls that now felt so empty, couldn’t stand the pity in people’s voices when they offered their condolences. As a result, she took the rest of the school year off, sequestering herself away at home with only her grief and confusion for company. Questions taunted her day and night, and uncertainty threatened to consume her: What became of her friends? Why had she been spared the same fate? And why on earth couldn’t she remember?! For months, Emi was a husk of herself, her outspokenness silenced, her buzzing social life traded for solitude. Neither the efforts of her parents or her doctors could console her, and no possible progress on the investigation of her friends’ disappearance could satisfy her. As the new school year approached with little improvement, it seemed that the grief and the guilt would consume her - until, at long last, a light shone through the darkness. A dream. A gentle-voiced man in a lavish train car came to her one night, speaking of things at once outlandish and hauntingly familiar. But what pulled Emi from the depths of her hopelessness wasn’t the man, the contract, or the key; rather, it was the voice behind the door, singing an aria that Emi knew by heart. It was a melody that one of her friends, presumed dead, always used to sing. One she always claimed she’d “heard in a dream.” The dream came back night after night, but it didn’t have to; it only took that very first night, when Emi shot up in bed with her face streaked with tears and that music in her head, for her to cast off the shackles of grief once and for all. She was no good to anyone mourning alone in her room, and as far as she was concerned, that song was the clue she needed. Her friends didn’t die in a fire: they were Torch Bearers, fire only made them stronger. Now, it was certain that something else was at work here, and at long last, Emi was going to figure out what. Her friends called her The Navigator. Now it was time to lead them home.[/INDENT] [color=gray][color=E5C4CD]M[/color]ISC[/color] [list][*]While Emi is legally blind, like most blind people, she still has a little bit of vision - mostly an awareness of light and dark. This can sometimes help her notice if someone or something crosses in front of her, if someone turns on/off the lights, or to notice oncoming vehicles at night. [*]Since her Awakening, Emi has had an eerily sharp awareness of her surroundings in the Real World. It doesn't compare to the awareness Euryphaessa can give her on the Other Side, but it allows her to know more about what's going on around her than one might expect. [/list][/hider]