[hider][color=gray][CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/231027/742f7ec4d446698ca9f9b4581fd7c257.png[/img][/CENTER] [hr] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0dRRp8D.png[/img] [color=2E2C2C][sup]_______________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center][indent][sup][h3][b][color=FB9F1D]Demographic[/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [sup][COLOR=SILVER] [b]Full Name[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Nagomu Koyama (小山 和夢)[/COLOR] [B]Age[/B][COLOR=#807B84] - 16[/COLOR] [B]Gender[/B][COLOR=#807B84] - Male[/COLOR] [b]Year[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Second Year[/COLOR] [b]Club Position[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Chuken[/COLOR] [/color][/SUP][/indent] [indent][sup][h3][b][color=FB9F1D]Personality[/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]Tells it Like it Is[/b] [COLOR=#807B84]He isn't one to tell lies, sugar coat, or mince words. He is capable of being tactful when the situation calls for it so he isn't always blunt, but his straight forward way of speaking takes some getting used to. It sometimes leads to situations where he makes others feel embarrassed with his direct criticisms or praise. If one was to ask him something, they should expect an honest answer.[/COLOR][/COLOR] [COLOR=SILVER][b]Ally of Justice[/b] [COLOR=#807B84]Like most people Nagomu can't stand unfairness. He isn't some hero or vigilante that goes looking for trouble to stop, but he will stick up for complete strangers if something's going on around him. Likewise he is irked by schemers and the two-faced.[/color][/color] [COLOR=SILVER][b]Private Person[/b] [COLOR=#807B84]Nagomu can hold a conversation well enough, get through awkward small talk and doesn't shy away from giving an opinion when asked, but when it comes to himself he clams up. He rarely if ever talks about himself, his feelings, or his family. His friends (the few he's managed to keep) know bits and pieces, but are happy to shift the topics to school gossip or pop culture.[/color][/color] [COLOR=SILVER][b]Emotional Time Bomb[/b] [COLOR=#807B84]Bottling everything up inside means that eventually, that bottle will break. Nagomu's most genuine expressions of emotions come in the form of outbursts. They can be violent, as was the situation with his suspension last year, or they can be positive like a declaration of love. Once the "bomb" goes off, it takes a little time for Nagomu to wall off his feelings again. [/COLOR][/COLOR][/SUP][/indent] [/cell][cell][sup][h3][b][color=FB9F1D]Physical Description[/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [color=lightgray][indent]Neither Nagomu's looks nor frame are all that interesting. He is similar in height to his peers, standing at about the average 169cm (5'7"), and his physique is the same as any high school boy in sports. He isn't particularly good or bad looking. His few facial scars, one on the edge of his chin and the other on his cheek bone on the same side, are barely noticeable unless one is looking closely. He rest of him is concealed beneath his school uniform, which is usually buttoned up in accordance with school rules. His eyes, though an unexciting dark brown, are rather intense. The thing that stands out the most about Nagomu is his mop of bleached and dyed hair. It's platinum blonde so light it may as well be white, contrasting his dark eyebrows. [/indent][/color] [sup][h3][b][color=FB9F1D]Personal Story[/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [color=lightgray][indent]Nagomu is returning to high school for his second year after having been suspended for the last few months of his first. The situation surrounding the suspension is the subject of a few rumors, but seeing as the other student involved transferred schools and Nagomu himself is tight-lipped about it, the truth remains unknown to all but a seldom few. "Nago-kun," as some of his closer friends and a few affectionate senpai call him, only started practicing kendo in his third year of middle school. Before then he wasn't involved in any after school clubs. He isn't particularly passionate about the sport, nor is he a hidden prodigy. Though he's never told anyone about it, his reason for joining the club is a simple one: to instill self-discipline in himself. Not quite as simple is the reason for wanting to instill this discipline in the first place. It's not to look good on a future resume, practice being around the club's many girls, or fix his slipping grades (though it actually did help a little with the latter). Nagomu's number one pet peeve is being compared to his father, and "disciplined" is that man's antithesis. A drunk, lecher, and gambling addict, Nagomu's father has made his home life unpleasant to say the least. Unpleasant and incredibly chaotic. The household's atmosphere and finances swing back and forth as wildly as the man's mood. Some months they live off of konbini meals and dwindling savings, in others an incredible windfall sees a fully stocked fridge, paid bills, new electronics and appliances to replace the old ones that had to be sold. Some days Nagomu and his mother are lavished with gifts, attention and platitudes, while others they walk on eggshells while the patriarch pretends he has no wife and probably couldn't care less if his son never came home again - might even prefer it that way. The family used to move around a lot to escape various debts, but thankfully they've stayed put for the last couple of years. The stability provided by a steady home and rigid school schedule greatly improved Nagomu's day to day, and picking up a disciplined martial art helped him to feel that he had some control of his life. The repetitive focus of practicing kata calms him. His mother's role in all of this is as his best friend. Unlike her husband she always puts her son first, and helping her out is one of the few reasons Nagomu would miss a club practice. There are a lot of things that his fellow club members don't know about Nagomu, like the fact that he can cook and that he's [i]really[/i] bad at English. During his first year cut short he didn't get to know most of them that well, and though he doesn't plan on getting much closer in his second year either, only time will tell how things play out. [/indent][/color] [/cell][/row][/table][/color] [center][hr][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/231027/742f7ec4d446698ca9f9b4581fd7c257.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/0dRRp8D.png[/img] [h3][color=FB9F1D]"Just do it. Like always."[/color][/h3] [hr] [/center] [indent] [color=FB9F1D]Name:[/color] [indent][abbr=小山 和夢]Koyama Nagomu[/abbr][/indent] [color=FB9F1D]Age:[/color] [indent]16, Second Year[/indent] [color=c1cdcd][color=FB9F1D]Appearance:[/color][/color] [indent]Neither Nagomu's looks nor frame are all that interesting. He is similar in height to his peers, standing at about the average 169cm (5'7"), and his physique is the same as any high school boy in sports. He isn't particularly good or bad looking. His few facial scars, one on the edge of his chin and the other on his cheek bone on the same side, are barely noticeable unless one is looking closely. The rest of him is concealed beneath his school uniform, which is usually buttoned up in accordance with school rules. His eyes, though an unexciting dark brown, are rather intense. The thing that stands out the most about Nagomu is his fluffy mop of bleached and dyed hair. It's platinum blonde so light it may as well be white, contrasting his dark eyebrows.[/indent] [color=FB9F1D]Personality:[/color] [indent]There is a barrier between Nagomu and his peers, a wall he put up himself that ended up plastered with a rather rough reputation. Though he's actually glad to char about most topics, and even has a few pals to joke around with, he will rarely if ever talk about himself. His feelings and his family are also off limits. This makes it hard to be open with others already, but most students - especially in his grade - see him as some kind of violent troublemaker. Just because he usually looks really intense... or got into a scrap or two, or jumped in to defend someone, or said the wrong thing at the wrong time to the wrong person. There are three major facets to Nagomu's personality that informs how others see him. The first is the way he speaks. Nagomu is not the type to mince words, he is straight forward and tells everything like it is, as he sees it. If one was to ask him something, they should expect an honest answer. That answer can sometimes lead to situations in which people feel embarrassed with his direct criticisms or praise. Or upset with him over an answer they didn't want to hear. If the situation calls for it, his way of being tactful is usually not to speak at all. The second is the way he acts. Were his personality brighter, one might call him an ally of justice. He finds all kinds of liars, scammers, cheaters, and thugs irksome. He will always call out this kind of activity if he sees it, and will readily stand up to defend even complete strangers in need. Though he doesn't go looking for trouble, it often finds him in one way or another - and he is more than willing to defend himself, too. The third is how he handles his feelings. That being he doesn't. He isn't a cold person who keeps an emotionless face on (its easy to tell if he's annoyed or in a good mood if anyone bothered to try and look), but more like his emotions are downplayed subconsciously. He bottles everything up, and eventually that bottle will break. Nagomu's most genuine expressions of emotions come in the form of outbursts. They can be violent, as was the situation with his suspension last year, or they can be positive like a declaration of love. Once the "bomb" goes off, it takes a little time for Nagomu to wall off his feelings again. [/indent] [color=FB9F1D]Bio:[/color] [indent]Nagomu's youth could easily be summed up by one word: unstable. It was easy to think that he was an introvert because of his lack of close friends and hobbies, but as a kid it was hard to get invested in thing when you never knew when you'd be wrenched away. His family moved around a lot, jumping from city to city and even province to province - and the reason for these relocations was always Nagomu's father, Koyama Kosuke. "For new job opportunities," he'd say, but more often than not it was to escape his gambling debt. More than just a gambling addict, the Koyama patriarch was a drunk and lecher that made Nagomu's home life unpleasant to say the least. Unpleasant and incredibly chaotic. The household's atmosphere and finances swung back and forth as wildly as the man's mood. Some months they live off of konbini meals and dwindling savings, in others an incredible windfall saw a fully stocked fridge, paid bills, and new electronics and appliances to replace the old ones that had to be sold. Some days Nagomu and his mother were lavished with gifts, attention and platitudes, while others they walk on eggshells while Kosuke pretended he has no wife and probably couldn't care less if his son never came home again - might even prefer it that way. Needless to say, the older Nagomu got the less patience and respect he had for the man. Nagomu's mother's role in all of this is as his best friend. Unlike her husband she always puts her son first. They are each other's confidants, and helping her out is one of the few reasons Nagomu would willingly miss a club practice. It's for her sake that Nagomu does his best not to antagonize his father and try to keep the household peaceful when possible. But building stress needed an outlet. Kendo was that outlet... eventually. The Nagomu before kendo was a bit of a weird one, unwilling to open up to other kids about himself but trying to connect via slightly out of date media. And though his stern expression was intimidating when paired with his dyed hair, he didn't mind helping people out when asked. Delinquents sometimes picked fights with him, and he always obliged them too. It was surprisingly useful for letting off steam. Kendo came into the picture during his third year of middle school. Though not one to usually involve himself in school clubs, Nagomu was roped into watching a demonstration of the school's small kendo club while they were campaigning for new members. When he ended up signing on, it wasn't entirely on a whim. The discipline and control on display appealed to him something fierce. He kept at it, and though he wasn't a prodigy or secret kendo genius by any means, the sport seemed to be a good fit for him. The consistent kata practice was calming, and the strict rules involved were grounding. He applied to the nearby Akimitsu Academy specifically for their kendo programs, though with his grades always having been mediocre at best he wasn't exactly optimistic about his chances. Surprisingly though, he was accepted. Of course, his family up and moved before the start of his first year there, making for a fairly long commute by train, but Nagomu decided to make the trek every day instead of choosing another school. Now he is returning to high school for his second year after having been suspended for the last few months of his first. The situation surrounding the suspension is the subject of a few rumors, but seeing as the other student involved transferred schools and Nagomu himself is tight-lipped about it, the truth remains unknown to all but a seldom few. [/indent] [color=FB9F1D]Kendo:[/color] [indent]Nagomu isn't as experienced with kendo as many other members of the club. At just about one and a half years worth of practicing, he has yet to test for first dan. What he lacks in experience he makes up for in single-minded dedication to the sport. He is often at the dojo longer than his peers, and focuses intently on learning and perfecting each lesson. It may seem that Nagomu is very passionate about kendo due to this behavior, but that isn't really the truth. Sure he likes it well enough, and he's good at it, but he started kendo for a simple, but wholly different reason: to instill self-discipline in himself. For that purpose kendo was perfect, and being a martial art it let him physically de-stress at the same time. Nagomu's kendo style is extremely conventional. His basics, kata, stances, and the like are some of the most solid in the whole club. Repetition after repetition has driven the "correct" way to move into his body, making his matches more like... math equations. Problems with one solution. "If my opponent moves like that, then I should move like this." This makes Nagomu a strong opponent against those of similar skill level, but weak to the improvisation that more experienced kendoka, or even just unconventional people, employ. Because of his traditional, steadfast way of kendo he currently serves in the [b]chuken[/b] role for the team. His stance is always the basic chudan. Despite his appearance, and perhaps his more basic instincts, he tends to favor a more defensive style. This was developed early on, as not to put too much undue stress on rented or borrowed equipment. Now, it just works. It's very hard to break his posture. Of course he is no slouch in fighting aggressively either, but his by-the-books moves make him a fairly easy read. [/indent] [color=FB9F1D]Other:[/color] [list][*]He started bleaching his hair in middle school after hearing people say he was really starting to resemble his old man. Being compared to "that bum" his one of Nagomu's biggest pet peeves. [*]His grades are middling, seeing periods where he consistently scores high or low. The last testing period they started slipping again. [*]He is a pretty good cook! Not that he's cooked for any classmates before. [*]Color code [color=FB9F1D]#FB9F1D[/color][/list] [/indent][/hider] [hider=ASTRAEUS: OPERA NOVA]"He chased down the thief that jacked my bike. No clue how he caught up to it!" [center][color=lightgray]"Astra found my doggie after it got lost!"[/color][/center][right]"He walked me home when I was scared late one night."[/right][color=lightgray]"He subdued four brawling guys wrecking my bar and then waited on the sidewalk with them until they sobered up."[/color] [center]"He babysat my twins one time, they still ask when he's visiting again!"[/center][right][color=lightgray]"My husband was trapped under a car and Astra lifted it off him!"[/color][/right]"He saved my son from drowning!" [center][color=lightgray]"He was just in time to fight off the guys that broke into our house. I dunno what would have happened if he hadn't been there."[/color][/center][right]"A mugger attacked me and my girl in the street, but Astra showed up and taught him a lesson!"[/right][color=lightgray]"That boy ran into my neighbor's burning house! Pulled out a couple of people that probably would've died if he hadn't."[/color][right]"When I got separated from my parents, he sat with me and cheered me up until they found me."[/right]"I'd like to see him become a really popular hero!" [center][b]Champion. Idealist.[/b][h2][color=F59932]Astraeus, [i]Opera Nova[/i][/color][/h2][/center][hr] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/6tHPv6s.png[/img] _____________________ [color=F59932][sub]"I always liked hearing them on TV, but man - they don't tell you how embarrassing saying a catchphrase can be in real life!"[/sub][/color] _____________________[/center] [b][color=F59932]Fame Level[/color][/b]: 100,001 [b][color=F59932]Concept[/color][/b]: [i]A hands-on hero who always gets back up no matter how many times he's knocked down.[/i] [b][color=F59932]Agency[/color][/b]: Summit Studio Co. [indent]One of the oldest talent agencies in Neo-Astraea, a large company that got its start producing stage plays but grew to incorporate movies and hero work when their stars began to shine too brightly to be tied only to one stage. At its height Summit fielded dozens of successful heroes, and though it still holds the image rights to many legacies the company has scaled back in recruiting new talent for a long time now, focusing on maintaining their current brands and producing theater plays and feature length films in contract with non-Summit heroes. That is until the surprise introduction of Astraeus, a once abandoned hero concept recently revived. Some within the company and without hope Astraeus will be the catalyst of Summit's return to creating Neo-Astraea's finest heroes. Others reject this old fashioned hero and await the inevitable failure. So far the divide hasn't led to any major ripples within Summit yet, but only time will tell how the agency's -and their newest talent's- future will go.[/indent][/cell][cell][b]Caspian Lagrond[/b], who would prefer if you just called him Cas, has always been a big fan of heroes. Unsurprising, really, growing up in the City of Heroes. Those strong, flashy men and women who stood up to bad guys of all stripes and made Neo-Astraea a safer place every day... What better role models could there be? As a youngster, Cas emulated them and everything they stood for. And then, the opportunity to see them up close. Really see them, not just at one of the many meet and greets Cas made his parents take him to. A villainous attack taking place during a street parade, one that the Lagrond family happened to be attending. A swift response from a hero nearby, dazzling their impromptu audience as they engaged their opponent in battle in front of the many recording cameras. It was exciting, amazing; until the cheers turned to shrieks, and fanfare to fire. For a majority of the city, the event was an unfortunate case of a villain going rogue, lashing out at innocent bystanders. Even to those that had been there, collective belief of the rest of Neo-Astraea's citizens influenced their memories. Only the most grievously affected know the truth: the attending hero's publicity stunt gone horribly wrong. The Lagrond family returned home with one less parent, a daughter robbed of her ability to walk, a chunk of a cash settlement and a signed NDA. Even after that, Cas still loved heroes... though his admiration had changed more to what they represented, rather than how they operated. He still wanted to be a hero, too, but someday when he finally made it he would be a better one than the fakes just seeking fame and fortune. If they spent their time actually helping people instead of playing pretend, then they could prevent real tragedies instead of risking creating them in the first place. From his earliest teenage years, Caspian worked at being an earnest hero. In between classes and shifts at the family shop, he trained and went out helping people whenever he could. It started as rescuing cats from trees or helping neighbors move. As he got older and made a small name for himself in his and nearby neighborhoods it evolved into protecting girls from aggressive pursuers, breaking up fights, and talking situations down before things escalated. He didn't have the resources to truly chase his dream to become a well respected hero whose words couldn't be easily brushed off... but he was content to be an 'indie hero.' At least until the shop started to fail, and that settlement money had long dried up. Then auditions made their way onto Cas' daily schedules, begrudgingly so. But what self-respecting profit focused company would take on an unknown indie hero with no following outside of a few neighborhoods, no gimmick, no marketability? None but the most desperate start ups would, and even those didn't work out. Enter a certain old man, a shop regular who commonly chatted with Cas about their favorite talents and heard the young man out when he complained. A man who longed for the 'old days' of true people's champions, and who on the store's final day handed the aspiring hero a business card and a plot for a return to form for Neo-Astraea's heroes. Who needed niche characters, when one genuinely good hero could pull in numbers with broad appeal? Who needed robots and lasers when the greatest of history's heroes protected people with only their body and defeated evil with only their fists?! ...well, couldn't argue with that. Though their goals didn't entirely line up, Cas wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth especially when his family needed funds. If this was the path to upholding justice, he would take it as far as he could. Maybe he would even get the chance to change this virtue signalling system from the inside. Months of planning, preparation, and promotion have led to this: Cas' imminent debut on his twentieth birthday, reborn as the hubristically named hero [i]Astraeus[/i]. [b][color=F59932]Extra Curriculars[/color][/b]: [indent]Cas is always helping someone or other, whether with something serious or just a simple errand. He has a lot of good word of mouth going for him, but usually forgets to record himself and has to rely on others happening to do it or CCTV much to his agency's chagrin. He is often spotted at community events like clean-ups and food drives; his volunteer work in general is a well known fact about him. He genuinely does like doing meet-and-greets as well. Recently has learned how to make his smile more genuine at company events while trying to network.[/indent][/cell][/row][/table] [hider=Three NPCs][b]Marcus Kerk[/b], majority share holder of Summit Studio Co. and its prior CEO, though he still holds a great amount of sway within the company. Was a regular at the Lagrond family store. Responsible for sponsoring Caspian, and is betting on Astraeus' success. [b]Luther Kerk[/b], current COO of the hero work division of Summit Studios Co., a position he definitely did not earn through nepotism. Has a much different vision from his father and Caspian, but is attempting to get Cas to quit rather than going against his father outright. [b]Gianna Lagrond[/b], Caspian's little sister, two years younger. Independent for the most part. Though she can be a task master, the two are very close and she supports her brother's goals as he supports hers. [/hider][/hider] [hider=ESME: THE VORTEX][quote]"You don't even need to do a deep dive to find all kinds of stuff about her. She's somehow involved in or has an opinion about nearly every piece of drama over the last few years - opinions her followers take as fact. She took down Miss Dovely during a spat with only her vitriol... And a single slap. She single handedly drove Heatman off of social media after tanking his power level with a scathing video message, and the hate campaign still lasted four days after that. She even got Kira-Kira Karin's boyfriend to stray... ruining a three-year long heroic tag team. Then she dumped him a week later! She's strong, you should see the marks she left on him. She's an online entrepreneur credited with several projects and products too, though allegedly she stole from small creators and passed them off as her own work, no one really believes that! At least no one that matters. She pulls whatever she wants towards her and once she grabs onto something she never lets go until it's rendered useless. Now she wants in on this industry. She's already got an online following, so this could be lucrative for us if we play our cards right... Only... Well, we can't really market her as a [i]hero[/i], can we? I mean, she's... A [b]saboteur[/b]. A [b]megalomaniac[/b]!"[/quote][center][h2][i][b][color=8C5FCC]Esme the Vortex[/color][/b][/i][/h2] [img]https://i.imgur.com/UiVTxip.png[/img][hr][color=8C5FCC]"[i]Aww[/i], what a cute little costume. You know what colors would really look good on you though? [i]Black and blue ♥[/i]"[/color][/center][hr] [b]Esme Messina[/b] has been a spoiled brat for all 23 years of her life. Her mother a socialite, her father a wealthy investment manager, all Esme had to do was point to something and her parents would procure it for her. Nothing was ever outside of her grasp, and she could do no wrong. And she deserved this cushy life, she was [i]better[/i] than other people. Everyone around her told her so, after all. That held true all the way up to her high school years (Neo-Astraea's most esteemed private school, of course), when for the first time another girl stood up to her. Ooh, how stinging, that feeling of being denied, refuted. And [i]ooh[/i], how sublime to see that wretch's face wet with tears when all her 'friends' were convinced to abandon her for their own good. Esme thought about having daddy dearest buy the block that the hovel the girl probably lived in was on and put her on the street, give her something to really cry about, but alas. Esme was not some [i]villain.[/i] If she was, why would all of these people still flock to her? Why would family and peers make offerings as though she was a queen? And why would she constantly be told that she was inspiring, influential, and most of all beloved? Surely not all of them were liars. Throughout her teenage years and early adulthood, Esme has been building her own little empire while living comfortable at her parents' home. Collaborators, supplicants, [i]followers.[/i] People that wanted to be with her, and that wanted to be her all drawn into her orbit. Even those that claimed to hate her clicked that little [i]follow[/i] button, boosting her numbers regardless. And every time she was at the front of someone's feed, or in the back of their mind, it boosted a certain other number higher and higher. Is infamy any different from fame, when you get down it? Yet she wanted even more. More money, more power, more fame, more followers! The internet was not enough. The lifestyle of Neo-Astraea's elite wasn't even enough. It was her turn to have her name and face posted up on billboards, in ads, on TV and in movies! And everything that Esme wanted, she got! The fastest way to true super stardom in this city? Hero work, of course. She was already an inspiration to so many, it was only logical to take that next step. Esme could save people - she would let them know the safest place to be was [i]on her side[/i]. That one shouldn't strive to reach higher than her for danger of [i]being knocked down[/i]. And that if you wanted something hard enough, you could achieve it~! [i]Anyone[/i] can become a hero. Even if you have to bribe, bully, and beguile others to do it. [quote][b][color=8C5FCC]Agency:[/color][/b] IROAS INC.[/quote][indent]One of Neo-Astraea's top three heroics companies, with a focus solely on heroes as a business. They raise, sponsor, and manage individual talents, coordinate collaborations with brands and other agencies, adopt (or poach) hero contracts from smaller companies, negotiate merchandise contracts, and have a robust logistics operations department. Since conception IROAS has been unafraid to take risks as a business, which has worked out for them for the most part. They are taking a gamble once again on Esme with a project to see how high a character like her can rise, whether as a... 'unique' heroine, or a true villainess. Probably the latter. Failing that, maybe the many [code]#icanfixher[/code] comments they receive will work someday.[/indent] [quote][b][color=8C5FCC]Fame Level:[/color][/b] 551,850[/quote] [quote][b][color=8C5FCC]Concept:[/color][/b] [i]A dark siren whose reach is inescapable, for good or for ill.[/i][/quote] [quote][b][color=8C5FCC]Extra Curriculars:[/color][/b][list][*]Has prolific accounts on Twipper, TipTop and Instapram where she posts photos, threads, and comments about anything and everything. Gets a wild number of impressions on her posts. [*]Also regularly goes live to speak her thoughts aloud day and night, drawing thousands of viewers everytime. [*]Has multiple product sponsors and posts demo videos on her accounts, as well as critical videos about brands that don't pay her off. Or that she just genuinely doesn't like. ...and people she doesn't like. [*]Her own brand, simply called 'By Esme,' produces anything that happens to catch her eye. She sells online and despite the multiple accusations of using dropshippers and stealing designs from small creators, the brand still does fairly well. [*]She attends classy functions that her family is invited to every now and then. More often she can be found at less classy parties in Neo-Astraea's high rises.[/list][/quote] [hr][center][color=8C5FCC]"...hm? I was supposed to say 'black and white stripes'? Oh well, I was just being honest~!"[/color][/center][hr] [hider=Three NPCs][b]Aaron Andrews[/b], recently assigned as fresh talent Esme's manager/agent and currently questioning his career choices. [b]Anastasia Vinilouton[/b], a catty heiress to her family's fashion brand company and Esme's oldest friend. [b]Cyrus Basile[/b], reply guy and on-again off-again stalker. Entertaining for a few days after evading his block, but always destined to be banished from Esme's pages once more (or sent back to the hospital if he gets too bold).[/hider][/hider]