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Naomi Ishiguro

^{Jorōgumo || The Binding Bride}

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Basic Information

| Name |

Naomi Ishiguro

| Date of Birth |

The exact date is long lost to time, but Naomi celebrates a birthday on January 1. She is at least four hundred years old, birthdays stop mattering after a time.

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Asexual

Hers is sex not for desire nor for need, but a different sort of pleasure.

| Occupation |

Have you ever watched the telly and heard a pleasant voice on an advert or announcing an ad break? Perhaps you've heard a voice on the radio that isn't just the disc jockey or the useless weather report, but a voice selling a product you suddenly find yourself wholly interested in. Naomi is one of those voices. Her vocal talents have taken her places, from fast food commercial narration to audiobooks, and now, at present, to a late night call in program on the radio. A Voice Actress and Radio Personality.

Of course, everyone has their fronts. Naomi's true occupation, such as it is, is far less reputable.

| In-Depth Appearance |

Of the many phrases and sayings in the world, one of them happens to be 'you have a face for radio' which is an indirect way of calling someone not attractive enough to be on television. Or, rather, simple an offhanded remark to call someone ugly. Naomi has never heard that saying, and often gets asked why she chooses to stay behind the camera, isolated in sound booths and in radio studios. Naomi looks quite great for age, that age being somewhere in the realm of five hundred twenty, give or take. She's aged like the finest of wines, with a blemish free face that, despite being the visage of a woman in her late thirties, still seems as youthful as if she were in her early thirties.

Naomi is an older woman that doesn't let a little number like age hold her back. She's tall, coming in at 5'10", with a rather svelte figure, though with the right amount of eye catching curvature to the hips. There's a hunger to be found in her deep blue, almost violet, eyes that only increases when the cosmetics draw attention to them; what the hunger is is often misinterpreted as something carnal...which is exactly by design.

Naomi's hair never seems to grow beyond its current length, though its style ranges from a full volume affair to a messier, more sensual style; regardless of the style it always serves to enhance her present look. Said looks depend on what she manages to pull out of the closet on any particular day. Naomi doesn't like to toot her own horn or anything, but she pays little attention to fashion trends or styles and simply wears what looks good - and considering Naomi is someone that looks good in damn near anything, her options are quite endless. When she isn't wearing heels, she's barefoot - which is to say she's barefoot about seventy percent of the time, often removing her heels while working or travelling long distances on public or private transport.

Naomi flaunts what she has, but not in an overly obvious way. The flip of the hair, the sideways look, the well timed smile, subtle tricks to ensnare and capture the attentions of the younger adventurous types...or the older and bored ones. And this is to say nothing of her voice, which doesn't have any hypnotic bend to it, but it just sounds like velvet in the ears...albeit velvet coated with a rather posh accent...that sometimes sounds absolutely put on.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Venomous ♦ Predatory ♦ Immoral ♦ Lascivious ♦

Some people that have seen Naomi looking towards them have had similar thoughts of 'this must be too good to be true' and if only they knew how right they were. Though when she's out and about (or offering advice and facilitating discussion to the lonely young people that call in) it's true that her appearance and attitude showcase a flirtatious, teasing demeanor...but most, if not all, of that is a perfected act. Naomi doesn't care about others, though humans especially so, and them being so easily manipulated by such simple things as a wink only reinforces her belief that those that fall into her web deserve what's coming to them.

For Naomi, her little...let's call them 'indiscretions' are just a fun little game, one where she sets the rules and conditions so that she always manages to win. She isn't all bad, despite what her hobby and true occupation might have one believe, she's actual quite insightful and genuinely seems to take an interest in helping those that call her for advice. Most of the topics tend to be about love or sex, but even still she speaks not as some stuffy expert explaining things for idiots, but rather as one friend offering sage-like advice to another. Naomi even waves to the neighbors, gives all her change from transactions to the cashiers, and has talked up charity organizations on air.

But of course, don't let that fool you.

It's a shame, then, that she's too far gone down her own long twisted beliefs to become a good person, because she comes so close when she's working. Of course, that could all just be part of her intricate little game as well, after all...no one ever suspects the nice ones.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ Online dating; she maintains several profiles on various websites...though not for hookups.
✔ Horror movies. Are there any better comedies out there than those?
✔ Adult entertainment; it utterly fascinates her the depths people will go to find odd pleasures
✔ Gambling; Not really an addiction or anything, but she enjoys the thrill of a game of chance
✔ Red wine, aged, of course
✔ Commercial breaks; she is just vain enough to love it when she hears her ads in person
✔ String instruments
✘ People. Just in general. People.
✘ Fire, be it from the fireplace or a match or a candle
✘ Wasps, especially the big ugly ones
✘ Lizards...they're incredibly gross
✘ She could go without birds, now that you mention it
✘ Mirrors
✘ Music produced on machines

| History |

There's a folk tale in Japan that tells of spiders gaining 'magical powers' and what a terrifying thought that would be. But of course, such tales could very well have a basis in fact...and Naomi is living proof of that. For the first four centuries of her life, Naomi had no name or identity, she was born and she had to do what it took to survive: trapping smaller insects in webs, being clever to avoid larger predators, watch and do nothing as others in her family were eventually picked off for being stupid. Time had little meaning for Naomi because she had no concept of it. To her, a year might as well have been a night. The only indication that things were changing was the expansion of beings that walked on two legs and swatted away the insects of the world without so much as a thought. A curious Naomi once tried to trap a human in the same manner she trapped all her food, but her web only served to annoy the humans.

Yet Naomi continued to live on. And she continued to grow.

She didn't quite know when it happened, again what did she know of time, but one morning she found that she felt...different, and that she had grown larger still. It was when a human came across her path and stopped to speak to her that she knew something was wrong. Naomi, then taking the appearance of a pale, black haired, young woman, had woken up as looking no different than a human, albeit one who was without clothing. She looked like a human...but she did not forget what she was, and neither did her body. That unfortunate human who was overcome with a carnal desire upon sight was dragged off to a cave and Naomi feasted for days.

Naomi became a Jorōgumo, a spider that, after living for four centuries, became able to transform herself into a seductive woman in order to trap men and devour them. In her body was not blood but venom and her hair doubled as webbing strong enough to bind a human...she no longer had to fear them. Naomi then lived as a predator, living near enough to human settlements to gather attention just to lead the hapless victim to her dwellings where she took her time savoring what came next. Though her human appearance was nigh indistinguishable from the real thing, she came to learn that any reflection, be it from glass or water or any reflecting surface, would show her true self: her arachnid form. Over the years she became able to stay a human woman for longer periods of time, though she cannot maintain the form forever. Even in her present state she can go maybe ten hours straight and that's if she's feasted recently. She is, after all, human in appearance only.

Naomi spent her years as Jorōgumo being a predator. She's long lost count of the men and women she's captured, poisoned, and gotten rid of over the years. Of course when a disturbing number of people go missing mysteriously...questions start getting asked and panic starts setting in. But of course, Naomi never left a body behind. Bones? Sure. But never a body. With a monumental chip on her shoulder and the transformation ability on lock, Naomi has only adapted her tactics with time. Now she is more than willing to let prey walk into her traps than to lure them herself. She enjoyed a great run of being an absolute monster but now that Others have been revealed to the world...matters have certainly become complicated.

People already hate spiders. What would they think of a spider like Naomi?

| Family |

Naomi considers the spiders that live in her home to be her family. For...for obvious reasons.

| Strengths |

• Resourceful. She'd have to be to keep up her activities this long
• Meticulous
• Crafty

| Weaknesses |

• Insatiable bloodlust
• Irrational hatred for most things
• Easily panicked

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The Other

| Theme Song |

Sober – Elli Ingram
_{”And when the lights get low
And I let it take control
And I’m feeling so alone
One more sip and then it’s gone
And then I lose my soul
To the poison then I’m on one
But I can’t let it go to waste
And I love the way it taste”}

| House Number |

Churchill Gardens, 4A

| Extra Information |

She claims to be able to talk to spiders...and she probably can. Why else would she let them hang out on her walls.

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'Kei'

^{Solitary Fae || Yōsei}

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Basic Information

| Name |

'K', spelled as 'Kei' on official documents. 'K' is the very short form of her 'real name' which is a series of given names given to her over the years. Kei was the first, so 'Kei' it is.

| Date of Birth |

July 14, during the Meiji Period. For the sake of ease, she picked the year 1995 because it sounded funny

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Pansexual

Kei just loves and that's all there is to it.

| Occupation |

In the most technical sense she's unemployed. However, she is often seen doing altruistic activities, from volunteering with the elderly, to helping out at charity functions, and being a translator for the hearing impaired at large social functions. In the broad sense of the term occupation, Kei would be a Volunteer. She doesn't take salaries but survives on both goodwill and generous donations, but she never asks for them.

| In-Depth Appearance |

For someone that is so quiet Kei's sense of style is rather loud. Though rather short, standing at just about five feet flat, she stands out due to her eccentric choice in attire. Rare is the day when Kei isn't wearing clashing, bright colors or mismatched articles of clothing or bogged down with so many accessories that she sounds like a piggy bank when she walks. There's a very childish quality to her style, like what one would imagine a child would dress like if their parents just let them go wild for a day.

Though Kei wears bright, gaudy clothing, the brightest thing about her is her smile. She's always smiling, even towards people that she's never met, and her wide grin is matched by the wonder that is clear in her bright brown eyes. How her eyes are so bright is a mystery, but they're the brightest browns Kei has ever seen. Much like with her clothing, Kei's hair is eccentric though has periods where the style doesn't change, just the color. Often she'll go blonde for a month and then spend half a year with brown hair before deciding that she felt like streaking her hair in a rainbow.

What makes her vibrant style all the more odd - as if there weren't enough oddities as is - is that she doesn't look like a child; she actually looks like an adult, albeit one that still possess the quality of life that several youths have. But there are blemishes on her skin covered up by cosmetics (which area also eyecatching and vibrant) and a sort of weary-eyed tiredness behind the wide wonderment. She's an especially slim woman, but with that comes a flexibility that always manages to get applause and oohs and aahs from those she's entertaining.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Childish ♦ Eternally Optimistic ♦ Vibrant ♦ Altruistic ♦

Kei only cares about one thing on any given day and that is making sure that anyone she meets leaves with a smile or, failing that, a brightened mood. She treats the world and the things she sees with a childlike wonder, impressed by the simplest things no matter how often she sees them. Kei is the type of person who is amazed every time someone turns on the lights in a dark room. This also has he unfortunate side effect of her being rather naive, or at least quite good at pretending to be naive. Kei doesn't see the bad in anyone, still believing after all these years that everyone is a wonderful person and that so-called 'bad people' are just people that don't know how good they truly are.

Of course, because things are rarely so sunshine and rainbows as Kei would like to believe, she has been taken advantage of countless times in her life. People have taken every bit of money she had on her person and she would still wave them goodbye and wish them well. That she is so positive could very much be seen as dangerous, after all who was always so damn happy, but with Kei that's just how she is. There's no deep ulterior motive, she's just happy to meet you and happier to help you if she can.

Even still, Kei has felt the years and the countless instances of strife, from small conflicts to larger, world affairs, and though she has remained so upbeat all this time...it's definitely taken its toll on the girl. Her greatest fear is in finding out what would happen if she should wake up one day and not feel positive. She doesn't believe she could handle such a powerful mood swing so she'll continue to smile until it hurts.

And even then she'll endure it so long as it makes people happy.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔Children, and their innocent laughter and joy
✔ The satisfaction that comes with helping others
✔ Ice Cream. Such a sweet treat should be enjoyed year round!
✔ Walking under an umbrella on a rainy day, with company or alone
✔ Stand up comedians, but not the super raunchy ones.
✔ Handheld games, they're so colorful!
✔ Making snow angels or really any weather-related activity
✘ Rude, vulgar people
✘ Being ignored
✘ People that don't thank others for holding the door open
✘ Spicy foods, why do they have to be so hot?
✘ Action movies
✘ People that spend most of their day looking at their phones. You're missing out on life!
✘ Loud, abrasive music

| History |

For the longest time, Kei was alone. She was born, she believes, but she knew only the faces of her parents and the hushed whispers before things went dark. When she awoke, she was alone and lost, living near a mountain in relative seclusion. Animals fled from her; perhaps they could sense the magical energies present inside of her, magical energies which never seemed to manifest themselves. Still, Kei, then a nameless fairy, tried to keep a positive outlook on her situation. She was surrounded by such beauty, after all, the trees and grass, the clouds in the sky, the wind in the air...what was not to love about, well...life?

Her first meeting with others came when her ears picked up the sounds of what sounded like singing. Curious, Kei followed her ears to find a gathering of humans who weren't singing but rather praying as they buried one of their own. Kei didn't say a word, she merely observed this curious act until it ended. As the humans were returning to their homes, Kei met the gaze of a young man; she waved to him but he was whisked away before any further interaction could be made. The man came back a few days later and attempted to converse with Kei. Kei had never heard the language before, but enjoyed listening to the speech. The man believed that she was like the spirits in the stories, the ones that could bring the dead back to life.

The man took her back to his home where his mother had fallen gravely ill. He wanted Kei to save her but the only comfort Kei could bring was to make the sickly woman's last days brighter. The mother passed on with a smile and Kei was welcomed among the humans as someone to ease the transition fro life to death. She didn't exactly understand this, but she was needed, she was loved, and she was happy. Kei was given the name Kei, after the first man's mother, and she lived among the people, learning their language at a rapid pace. It wasn't long before she was actually having conversations with everyone.

But time is a cruel mistress and the people Kei lived with eventually succumbed to their own end. But Kei wouldn't let sadness keep her down, she couldn't. So she traveled, finding another village and living among them. While she couldn't raise the dead, she could ease the dying and that was a valued commodity in those days. Kei's heart knew no evil and is what allowed her to remain so youthful and childish well into her years.

With the advent of continental travel, Kei's horizons expanded, and for the longest time she simply found a place to settle and learn and interact with the population. Spoken languages were a minor hurdle but she learned quickly. Kei took to learning sign language because it was international. Her travels just so happened to coincide with her stay in the U.K. and because coincidences are a real problem, so too did the world find out about the Others. She counts herself among them, being that she is one of them, but she hopes that this revelation can usher in peace between the two vastly different cultures.

Even Others know how to smile, after all.

| Family |

Kei considers everyone she's lived with to be her family, and that is far too long a list. But she remembers them all. Or...well...most of them.

| Strengths |

• Never in a bad mood
• A people person
• Honest to a fault

| Weaknesses |

• Naive, very much so
• Easily swayed
• Gets lost fairly frequently

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The Other

| Theme Song |

Hurry Up! – noanowa
<sub>”Being alone makes me feel like I’m about to lose all the time
When I was sad, when I was happy,
you were by my side all the time
It was a miracle

The world I saw with you
It’s like soaring lightning in a storm
I wish tirelessly
for tomorrow to be a great day
For it to be a great day”</sub>

| House Number |

Churchill Gardens, 7B or with anyone who lets her stay over

| Extra Information |

Negative

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Patching Up His Heart (MxM) [Closed]

Step One: Complete

(Step one is to make them blush and/or look at his butt)

For Queen and Country

@Write "I'm only gonna do one" I said

"Okay here's a second but I'm not gonna do any more" I said again

"Well...I mean...three is just one more than two...I'd never do a FOURTH, that's INSANE" The lies keep coming

Where does it end. WHERE?

@MiddleEarthRoze But then you watch Orange Days and it becomes "Hug her because she's adorable"

For Queen and Country

@McHaggis It's funny you mention that because while making the character I was thinking I should go the Japanese route but eventually decided otherwise, so it's no problem to just do a bit of clever editing and be golden or whatnot. So let's cleverly edit.

Naomi Ishiguro

^{Jorōgumo || The Binding Bride}

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Basic Information

| Name |

Naomi Ishiguro

| Date of Birth |

The exact date is long lost to time, but Naomi celebrates a birthday on January 1. She is at least four hundred years old, birthdays stop mattering after a time.

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Asexual

Hers is sex not for desire nor for need, but a different sort of pleasure.

| Occupation |

Have you ever watched the telly and heard a pleasant voice on an advert or announcing an ad break? Perhaps you've heard a voice on the radio that isn't just the disc jockey or the useless weather report, but a voice selling a product you suddenly find yourself wholly interested in. Naomi is one of those voices. Her vocal talents have taken her places, from fast food commercial narration to audiobooks, and now, at present, to a late night call in program on the radio. A Voice Actress and Radio Personality.

Of course, everyone has their fronts. Naomi's true occupation, such as it is, is far less reputable.

| In-Depth Appearance |

Of the many phrases and sayings in the world, one of them happens to be 'you have a face for radio' which is an indirect way of calling someone not attractive enough to be on television. Or, rather, simple an offhanded remark to call someone ugly. Naomi has never heard that saying, and often gets asked why she chooses to stay behind the camera, isolated in sound booths and in radio studios. Naomi looks quite great for age, that age being somewhere in the realm of five hundred twenty, give or take. She's aged like the finest of wines, with a blemish free face that, despite being the visage of a woman in her late thirties, still seems as youthful as if she were in her early thirties.

Naomi is an older woman that doesn't let a little number like age hold her back. She's tall, coming in at 5'10", with a rather svelte figure, though with the right amount of eye catching curvature to the hips. There's a hunger to be found in her deep blue, almost violet, eyes that only increases when the cosmetics draw attention to them; what the hunger is is often misinterpreted as something carnal...which is exactly by design.

Naomi's hair never seems to grow beyond its current length, though its style ranges from a full volume affair to a messier, more sensual style; regardless of the style it always serves to enhance her present look. Said looks depend on what she manages to pull out of the closet on any particular day. Naomi doesn't like to toot her own horn or anything, but she pays little attention to fashion trends or styles and simply wears what looks good - and considering Naomi is someone that looks good in damn near anything, her options are quite endless. When she isn't wearing heels, she's barefoot - which is to say she's barefoot about seventy percent of the time, often removing her heels while working or travelling long distances on public or private transport.

Naomi flaunts what she has, but not in an overly obvious way. The flip of the hair, the sideways look, the well timed smile, subtle tricks to ensnare and capture the attentions of the younger adventurous types...or the older and bored ones. And this is to say nothing of her voice, which doesn't have any hypnotic bend to it, but it just sounds like velvet in the ears...albeit velvet coated with a rather posh accent...that sometimes sounds absolutely put on.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Venomous ♦ Predatory ♦ Immoral ♦ Lascivious ♦

Some people that have seen Naomi looking towards them have had similar thoughts of 'this must be too good to be true' and if only they knew how right they were. Though when she's out and about (or offering advice and facilitating discussion to the lonely young people that call in) it's true that her appearance and attitude showcase a flirtatious, teasing demeanor...but most, if not all, of that is a perfected act. Naomi doesn't care about others, though humans especially so, and them being so easily manipulated by such simple things as a wink only reinforces her belief that those that fall into her web deserve what's coming to them.

For Naomi, her little...let's call them 'indiscretions' are just a fun little game, one where she sets the rules and conditions so that she always manages to win. She isn't all bad, despite what her hobby and true occupation might have one believe, she's actual quite insightful and genuinely seems to take an interest in helping those that call her for advice. Most of the topics tend to be about love or sex, but even still she speaks not as some stuffy expert explaining things for idiots, but rather as one friend offering sage-like advice to another. Naomi even waves to the neighbors, gives all her change from transactions to the cashiers, and has talked up charity organizations on air.

But of course, don't let that fool you.

It's a shame, then, that she's too far gone down her own long twisted beliefs to become a good person, because she comes so close when she's working. Of course, that could all just be part of her intricate little game as well, after all...no one ever suspects the nice ones.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ Online dating; she maintains several profiles on various websites...though not for hookups.
✔ Horror movies. Are there any better comedies out there than those?
✔ Adult entertainment; it utterly fascinates her the depths people will go to find odd pleasures
✔ Gambling; Not really an addiction or anything, but she enjoys the thrill of a game of chance
✔ Red wine, aged, of course
✔ Commercial breaks; she is just vain enough to love it when she hears her ads in person
✔ String instruments
✘ People. Just in general. People.
✘ Fire, be it from the fireplace or a match or a candle
✘ Wasps, especially the big ugly ones
✘ Lizards...they're incredibly gross
✘ She could go without birds, now that you mention it
✘ Mirrors
✘ Music produced on machines

| History |

There's a folk tale in Japan that tells of spiders gaining 'magical powers' and what a terrifying thought that would be. But of course, such tales could very well have a basis in fact...and Naomi is living proof of that. For the first four centuries of her life, Naomi had no name or identity, she was born and she had to do what it took to survive: trapping smaller insects in webs, being clever to avoid larger predators, watch and do nothing as others in her family were eventually picked off for being stupid. Time had little meaning for Naomi because she had no concept of it. To her, a year might as well have been a night. The only indication that things were changing was the expansion of beings that walked on two legs and swatted away the insects of the world without so much as a thought. A curious Naomi once tried to trap a human in the same manner she trapped all her food, but her web only served to annoy the humans.

Yet Naomi continued to live on. And she continued to grow.

She didn't quite know when it happened, again what did she know of time, but one morning she found that she felt...different, and that she had grown larger still. It was when a human came across her path and stopped to speak to her that she knew something was wrong. Naomi, then taking the appearance of a pale, black haired, young woman, had woken up as looking no different than a human, albeit one who was without clothing. She looked like a human...but she did not forget what she was, and neither did her body. That unfortunate human who was overcome with a carnal desire upon sight was dragged off to a cave and Naomi feasted for days.

Naomi became a Jorōgumo, a spider that, after living for four centuries, became able to transform herself into a seductive woman in order to trap men and devour them. In her body was not blood but venom and her hair doubled as webbing strong enough to bind a human...she no longer had to fear them. Naomi then lived as a predator, living near enough to human settlements to gather attention just to lead the hapless victim to her dwellings where she took her time savoring what came next. Though her human appearance was nigh indistinguishable from the real thing, she came to learn that any reflection, be it from glass or water or any reflecting surface, would show her true self: her arachnid form. Over the years she became able to stay a human woman for longer periods of time, though she cannot maintain the form forever. Even in her present state she can go maybe ten hours straight and that's if she's feasted recently. She is, after all, human in appearance only.

Naomi spent her years as Jorōgumo being a predator. She's long lost count of the men and women she's captured, poisoned, and gotten rid of over the years. Of course when a disturbing number of people go missing mysteriously...questions start getting asked and panic starts setting in. But of course, Naomi never left a body behind. Bones? Sure. But never a body. With a monumental chip on her shoulder and the transformation ability on lock, Naomi has only adapted her tactics with time. Now she is more than willing to let prey walk into her traps than to lure them herself. She enjoyed a great run of being an absolute monster but now that Others have been revealed to the world...matters have certainly become complicated.

People already hate spiders. What would they think of a spider like Naomi?

| Family |

Naomi considers the spiders that live in her home to be her family. For...for obvious reasons.

| Strengths |

• Resourceful. She'd have to be to keep up her activities this long
• Meticulous
• Crafty

| Weaknesses |

• Insatiable bloodlust
• Irrational hatred for most things
• Easily panicked

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The Other

| Theme Song |

Sober – Elli Ingram
_{”And when the lights get low
And I let it take control
And I’m feeling so alone
One more sip and then it’s gone
And then I lose my soul
To the poison then I’m on one
But I can’t let it go to waste
And I love the way it taste”}

| House Number |

Churchill Gardens, 4A

| Extra Information |

She claims to be able to talk to spiders...and she probably can. Why else would she let them hang out on her walls.

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But then I went to sleep and woke up and I saw that this happened and I don't know how it got here

'Kei'

^{Solitary Fae || Yōsei}

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Basic Information

| Name |

'K', spelled as 'Kei' on official documents. 'K' is the very short form of her 'real name' which is a series of given names given to her over the years. Kei was the first, so 'Kei' it is.

| Date of Birth |

July 14, during the Meiji Period. For the sake of ease, she picked the year 1995 because it sounded funny

| Gender |

Female

| Sexuality |

Pansexual

Kei just loves and that's all there is to it.

| Occupation |

In the most technical sense she's unemployed. However, she is often seen doing altruistic activities, from volunteering with the elderly, to helping out at charity functions, and being a translator for the hearing impaired at large social functions. In the broad sense of the term occupation, Kei would be a Volunteer. She doesn't take salaries but survives on both goodwill and generous donations, but she never asks for them.

| In-Depth Appearance |

For someone that is so quiet Kei's sense of style is rather loud. Though rather short, standing at just about five feet flat, she stands out due to her eccentric choice in attire. Rare is the day when Kei isn't wearing clashing, bright colors or mismatched articles of clothing or bogged down with so many accessories that she sounds like a piggy bank when she walks. There's a very childish quality to her style, like what one would imagine a child would dress like if their parents just let them go wild for a day.

Though Kei wears bright, gaudy clothing, the brightest thing about her is her smile. She's always smiling, even towards people that she's never met, and her wide grin is matched by the wonder that is clear in her bright brown eyes. How her eyes are so bright is a mystery, but they're the brightest browns Kei has ever seen. Much like with her clothing, Kei's hair is eccentric though has periods where the style doesn't change, just the color. Often she'll go blonde for a month and then spend half a year with brown hair before deciding that she felt like streaking her hair in a rainbow.

What makes her vibrant style all the more odd - as if there weren't enough oddities as is - is that she doesn't look like a child; she actually looks like an adult, albeit one that still possess the quality of life that several youths have. But there are blemishes on her skin covered up by cosmetics (which area also eyecatching and vibrant) and a sort of weary-eyed tiredness behind the wide wonderment. She's an especially slim woman, but with that comes a flexibility that always manages to get applause and oohs and aahs from those she's entertaining.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Childish ♦ Eternally Optimistic ♦ Vibrant ♦ Altruistic ♦

Kei only cares about one thing on any given day and that is making sure that anyone she meets leaves with a smile or, failing that, a brightened mood. She treats the world and the things she sees with a childlike wonder, impressed by the simplest things no matter how often she sees them. Kei is the type of person who is amazed every time someone turns on the lights in a dark room. This also has he unfortunate side effect of her being rather naive, or at least quite good at pretending to be naive. Kei doesn't see the bad in anyone, still believing after all these years that everyone is a wonderful person and that so-called 'bad people' are just people that don't know how good they truly are.

Of course, because things are rarely so sunshine and rainbows as Kei would like to believe, she has been taken advantage of countless times in her life. People have taken every bit of money she had on her person and she would still wave them goodbye and wish them well. That she is so positive could very much be seen as dangerous, after all who was always so damn happy, but with Kei that's just how she is. There's no deep ulterior motive, she's just happy to meet you and happier to help you if she can.

Even still, Kei has felt the years and the countless instances of strife, from small conflicts to larger, world affairs, and though she has remained so upbeat all this time...it's definitely taken its toll on the girl. Her greatest fear is in finding out what would happen if she should wake up one day and not feel positive. She doesn't believe she could handle such a powerful mood swing so she'll continue to smile until it hurts.

And even then she'll endure it so long as it makes people happy.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔Children, and their innocent laughter and joy
✔ The satisfaction that comes with helping others
✔ Ice Cream. Such a sweet treat should be enjoyed year round!
✔ Walking under an umbrella on a rainy day, with company or alone
✔ Stand up comedians, but not the super raunchy ones.
✔ Handheld games, they're so colorful!
✔ Making snow angels or really any weather-related activity
✘ Rude, vulgar people
✘ Being ignored
✘ People that don't thank others for holding the door open
✘ Spicy foods, why do they have to be so hot?
✘ Action movies
✘ People that spend most of their day looking at their phones. You're missing out on life!
✘ Loud, abrasive music

| History |

For the longest time, Kei was alone. She was born, she believes, but she knew only the faces of her parents and the hushed whispers before things went dark. When she awoke, she was alone and lost, living near a mountain in relative seclusion. Animals fled from her; perhaps they could sense the magical energies present inside of her, magical energies which never seemed to manifest themselves. Still, Kei, then a nameless fairy, tried to keep a positive outlook on her situation. She was surrounded by such beauty, after all, the trees and grass, the clouds in the sky, the wind in the air...what was not to love about, well...life?

Her first meeting with others came when her ears picked up the sounds of what sounded like singing. Curious, Kei followed her ears to find a gathering of humans who weren't singing but rather praying as they buried one of their own. Kei didn't say a word, she merely observed this curious act until it ended. As the humans were returning to their homes, Kei met the gaze of a young man; she waved to him but he was whisked away before any further interaction could be made. The man came back a few days later and attempted to converse with Kei. Kei had never heard the language before, but enjoyed listening to the speech. The man believed that she was like the spirits in the stories, the ones that could bring the dead back to life.

The man took her back to his home where his mother had fallen gravely ill. He wanted Kei to save her but the only comfort Kei could bring was to make the sickly woman's last days brighter. The mother passed on with a smile and Kei was welcomed among the humans as someone to ease the transition fro life to death. She didn't exactly understand this, but she was needed, she was loved, and she was happy. Kei was given the name Kei, after the first man's mother, and she lived among the people, learning their language at a rapid pace. It wasn't long before she was actually having conversations with everyone.

But time is a cruel mistress and the people Kei lived with eventually succumbed to their own end. But Kei wouldn't let sadness keep her down, she couldn't. So she traveled, finding another village and living among them. While she couldn't raise the dead, she could ease the dying and that was a valued commodity in those days. Kei's heart knew no evil and is what allowed her to remain so youthful and childish well into her years.

With the advent of continental travel, Kei's horizons expanded, and for the longest time she simply found a place to settle and learn and interact with the population. Spoken languages were a minor hurdle but she learned quickly. Kei took to learning sign language because it was international. Her travels just so happened to coincide with her stay in the U.K. and because coincidences are a real problem, so too did the world find out about the Others. She counts herself among them, being that she is one of them, but she hopes that this revelation can usher in peace between the two vastly different cultures.

Even Others know how to smile, after all.

| Family |

Kei considers everyone she's lived with to be her family, and that is far too long a list. But she remembers them all. Or...well...most of them.

| Strengths |

• Never in a bad mood
• A people person
• Honest to a fault

| Weaknesses |

• Naive, very much so
• Easily swayed
• Gets lost fairly frequently

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The Other

| Theme Song |

Hurry Up! – noanowa
<sub>”Being alone makes me feel like I’m about to lose all the time
When I was sad, when I was happy,
you were by my side all the time
It was a miracle

The world I saw with you
It’s like soaring lightning in a storm
I wish tirelessly
for tomorrow to be a great day
For it to be a great day”</sub>

| House Number |

Churchill Gardens, 7B or with anyone who lets her stay over

| Extra Information |

Negative

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What Are You Listening To?

For Queen and Country

@lovely complex Hey you got popcorn? Gimme some I qualify

For Queen and Country

@lovely complex What is this sensible sounding shit? You gotta just jump in wildly and damn the consequences

For Queen and Country

Eventually, everyone will submit and make multiple characters.

It's inevitable.

Wanderlust (High Casual)

We've got a tank, a ranged DPS, and an herbalist that can probably be heals. We're good.