Yankee

Monster Hunter World: Starfall

Oh! Before I forget, were the posting expectations discussed? I recall you said it can be talked about between all of us Light. Just wanted to check in on that because I'm more of a once a week person myself, and I wouldn't want to struggle with the pace and end up holding everyone else up. If everyone else leans towards a faster pace that is fine, just wanna know ahead of time!

Persona - Soldiers of Fortune

The Empress - Harriette Moore

Humanity

Name: Harriette Moore

Age: 26

Arcana: The Empress

Appearance: Inspiration
Hariette is thin and on the taller side for a woman, standing about 5'7'' (170cm). She is traditionally good looking, with large eyes, symmetrical facial features and long limbs. Her hair is kept long, and it is a deep auburn color. She enjoys dressing feminine, in skirts, blouses and dresses. She wears make-up and accessories and in generally presents herself in a clean and professional manner. Lately she's gone heavier on the make-up to cover the dark circle under her eyes.

Personality: Once, Harriette was a spunky girl. She was friendly and open, but also headstrong. She's still headstrong, trying her hardest not to snap under the current pressure she finds herself under and hold her head up high, but currently the spark of her personality has nearly gone out. Over the years she's grown reserved and secretive. She still isn't the quiet girl her parents tried to make her into, as she will let her thoughts be known, but there is a weariness to her words as if she spends a lot of time choosing them carefully. She doesn't want anything to be misconstrued.

Harriette can easily come off as cold. She isn't rude, she just tends to keep her distance. This is a facade to protect herself. Deep in her core, she wants to be close to people. To make friends, have someone she can confide in. She's been working toward a teaching degree, so she enjoys helping others and to her there is no greater happiness than the expression on someone's face when she helps them, or a student's words of gratitude when they grasp what she teaches. Lately, because of her aloof demeanor and certain rumors going around campus, these moments of happiness are few and far between.

Bio: When Harriette first moved out of her overbearing parent's home before she'd even turned 18, she indulged in her new found freedom. They'd tried to raise her to be quiet and meek because they shared the same "seen and not heard" mentality that the rest of their little church town did, but Harriette had fought them with uncooperative brattiness. She had been the type of child whose scowl alone could spoil her Sunday best. So when she'd left that small town behind and moved to the city, intending to put herself through school, she thought it would be a dream come true. Over the next few years it spiraled into a nightmare. It started with little things: the struggle of trying to make ends meet in the city on her own, cat-calling on the street while she walked to work. Unruly patrons, the wrong bar at the wrong time and a drink left unattended. It was hard to meet people or make friends when the world was slowly making you mistrustful, and even harder to focus on work with financial worries hanging in the back of your mind and the gazes of strangers stressing you out.

While worrying about how to afford classes, a coworker recommended Harriette to look into gig work. People were always hiring pretty girls to stand around and promote their product, or stand in the background of a commercial. Taking that advice led to the current events surrounding Harriet, and to the meeting of a couple of people that steered the course of her life from there on:

Jaden Greenman, an "agent" that Harriette had worked with a couple of times while seeking some short term work. When one night he gave her a call and suggested doing video work with a large, under the table payment she went to meet with him to discuss details. To say she was surprised when she arrived and figured out it was a skin flick was an understatement, but he told her there so no harm if she didn't want to do it. Harriette thought it over, and in the end she agreed. The lump sum would fast track her savings so that she'd be able to start school the next semester. It was only the one short film, and though it was awkward at first it was done fairly professionally.

Brian Moore, a man she'd met during her freshman college year and quickly fell for. They rushed their relationship for sure, and were married within a year of dating. He had a charm to him that was hard to resist, and with their combined income the couple moved into a little apartment not far from campus. They seemed to be a good match and even planned to start a family.

Leanna Rowen, a professor at Barclay Waterfront University where Harriette was attending. She took a shine to Harriette, and because Harriette showed interest in someday becoming a teacher herself Leanna helped her to get a job as a teacher's assistant after she'd achieved her associate's degree.

That was three years ago when things were starting to look up. Now, taking only part time classes while on the cusp of a bachelor's degree, Harriette feels she might not make it. Apparently a student had found that short film late last year and, while disrupting the lecture, Professor Rowen had caught wind of it. She'd convinced the student to keep quiet, but rumors were bound to spread regardless. Most were vague, and some were outlandish lies, but it put a strain on Hariette's relationship with fellow staff and students regardless. Most shocking of all was Leanna's change in attitude. The older woman became cruel, blackmailing Hariette into acting as all but her personal secretary. She shoved her own responsibilities onto Hariette, had her complete errands even outside of work, and bullied Hariette into anything she felt like, such as giving the other woman her own jewelry if she'd seen Hariette wearing it and taken a shine to it. After all, Leanna was responsible for getting Hariette the job in the first place, and if Leanna brought the video to the Dean personally it would mean she would lose it.

Worse was the state of her marriage. After the honeymoon phase, things settled and though they had their disagreements things were generally good. Hariette had managed to conceive and it brought a brief happiness to them, but the stress of her work situation worried the both of them. Though Brian didn't know what was going on, he noticed the mental toll it was taking on Hariette and grew increasingly frustrated with his wife's refusal to open up with what was wrong. Distance was already growing between them when Jaden called to see if she had any interest in a bit role for a local ad. Completely innocent, nothing risque, but when her husband asked about it and Harriette brushed him off, the man did some digging and didn't like what he found. Their relationship soured even more after Brian's own discovery of the video, as he took it as evidence of imagined infidelity. He insinuated that the baby probably wasn't even his. After one night of fighting that was beginning to become the norm with them, Hariette miscarried. It was the last straw and the once bright relationship now dimmed. They stayed together, because for Hariette she simply had no one else. She'd left her family long behind, and what friends she'd managed to make all seemed to look at her a little differently once they caught wind of the rumors. Her partner was slowly chipping away her self-esteem, making it harder to leave when she was being convinced that no one else would accept her if he, her husband, couldn't. She was afraid if she left she would be alone and homeless. For Brian himself, it might have been appearances' sake, or maybe inside he enjoyed the power he held over his wife now, but either way they remained married.

This is where Hariette finds herself now. Stuck in limbo, hanging at the end of a rope being held by two people more than willing to drop it. At work there is a potentially disastrous cloud hanging over her, while at home the ghost of what could have been haunts every room and seeds loathing. All over a stupid video that Hariette can't even bring herself to regret making.

Scars: Hariette is struggling with depression, anxiety, mistrust, and the very real threat that not only her career, but her home and livelihood could come crashing down at any moment. She has been dealing with self-image issues, stemming not just from her bitter husband's comments but from the moment she moved to the city and encountered the inherent sexualization of "pretty women" like her. Most of her scars are mental, heavy stress pressing on her brain and body, but there is a large scar on her stomach that was given to her the night she miscarried.

Metaverse

A presence of quiet dignity, stoic and sturdy as ice, whose fortitude both mental and physical extends beyond itself and manifests into the protection of others. Though psychic attacks can chip away it's walls, this Persona specializes in defense and withstanding hardship.

World of Light

Word Count: 370 (+1 exp)
Level: 8 - Total EXP: 4/80
Location: Edge of the Blue - The Maw

Cadet and Nadia continued their work, moving even faster to keep Moreau in their area. The sound of metal on metal as they worked the cutters against the chains was beginning to grate on the Cadet. Because of their predicament, there was never any novelty to being turned into kids to begin with. Maybe in another situation it would have been kind of fun to see everyone like that. But now they were all tired, hungry, and stressed. His own stamina was so low it was a joke, and it couldn't keep up with his strength. Pressing his side of the metal cutters too hard made them fumble from their hands and drop into the drink.

"Agh, sorry," he sighed in frustration, "We'll find another way."

Unfortunately that other way wouldn't involve fishing, which while disappointing for the monster hunter, was overall safer for the kids. When Moreau crashed into the area Bowser had just vacated, the impact shook the entire area. That monster didn't even need to catch any of them, just smashing into them would be deadly. The Cadet held the railing tightly as the hanging platforms rocked back and forth. He looked down at the metal below their feet, and the chains that remained and kept the platforms suspended, judging Nadia's comment. He really hoped they were stable enough not to just fall and take them with it, especially after they'd spent so long up there already. He could see the worry in the Feral's eyes though, so once the platform's swaying slowed he pulled the kite Link had given him from his back and offered it to her.

"Here, it might slow your fall enough to make it back to solid ground. If you fall. Which you won't!"

After those very convincing words the Cadet nodded and agreed with Nadia's plan, seeing as they didn't have many other options. Most of the others that had joined them in the room retreated to the safer areas (or so the Cadet thought, unaware of the new danger in the Command Center). With just himself, Nadia, and the recently returned Link they'd have to keep the monster's attention anyway they could. Ace Cadet followed her lead. "Yeah, let's go!"

Word Count: 247 (+1 exp)
Level: 5 - Total EXP: 24/50
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon
𝙱𝙿 ●●●●●
D34C25

The rest of the skeletons were dispatched expertly. Primrose met Band's smile with a nod. After they made sure the last of their foes were gone for good and with the dust and spirits settling, Primrose and Big Band moved across the bridge. Both of them carried a sense of urgency, scooping up the spirits as they went, and though Primrose wanted to make the most of the buff she'd bestowed on Band she did take the time to summon that healing flame again.

"Here, hold still. This won't take much time," she said. She placed the healing fire of Warmth over what wounds he had. While they still had the option, it would be best to go into the next battle in top form. That said, the dancer didn't have infinite magic reserves. She would have to pick her spells carefully and use the most of her BP if she wanted her magic to continuing lasting through multiple battles. Once Band was healed she stepped up to the bridge's ledge. She looked between the landing and Band, and found that she agreed with his logic.

"I am not sure I would be able to catch you either, even with this scarf. So, just don't break it and fall." She sent Band a small grin before she leapt. She didn't hesitate at all, her new accessory carrying her over with little worry. Once she alighted she went right through the doorway to make way for her companion.

Persona - Soldiers of Fortune

Can't believe I got tripped up by image linking again. Fixed that. Happy to hear you like it! And thanks for the info I will get to work on Persona section and send that over to you privately.

Pokémon: New Horizons [Interest Check // NOT Searching]

Killing me Bart. If only I didn't already put so much on my own plate! Still, looks fun so good luck!
_{And keep me in mind if there's an opening later down the road.}

Monster Hunter World: Starfall

I'm thinking of going with a female Wyverian gunlance main, will be working on a sheet soon.

Persona - Soldiers of Fortune

The Empress

Humanity

Name: Harriette Moore

Age: 26

Arcana: The Empress

Appearance: Inspiration
Hariette is thin and on the taller side for a woman, standing about 5'7'' (170cm). She is traditionally good looking, with large eyes, symmetrical facial features and long limbs. Her hair is kept long, and it is a deep auburn color. She enjoys dressing feminine, in skirts, blouses and dresses. She wears make-up and accessories and in generally presents herself in a clean and professional manner. Lately she's gone heavier on the make-up to cover the dark circle under her eyes.

Personality: Once, Harriette was a spunky girl. She was friendly and open, but also headstrong. She's still headstrong, trying her hardest not to snap under the current pressure she finds herself under and hold her head up high, but currently the spark of her personality has nearly gone out. Over the years she's grown reserved and secretive. She still isn't the quiet girl her parents tried to make her into, as she will let her thoughts be known, but there is a weariness to her words as if she spends a lot of time choosing them carefully. She doesn't want anything to be misconstrued.

Harriette can easily come off as cold. She isn't rude, she just tends to keep her distance. This is a facade to protect herself. Deep in her core, she wants to be close to people. To make friends, have someone she can confide in. She's been working toward a teaching degree, so she enjoys helping others and to her there is no greater happiness than the expression on someone's face when she helps them, or a student's words of gratitude when they grasp what she teaches. Lately, because of her aloof demeanor and certain rumors going around campus, these moments of happiness are few and far between.

Bio: When Harriette first moved out of her overbearing parent's home before she'd even turned 18, she indulged in her new found freedom. They'd tried to raise her to be quiet and meek because they shared the same "seen and not heard" mentality that the rest of their little church town did, but Harriette had fought them with uncooperative brattiness. She had been the type of child whose scowl alone could spoil her Sunday best. So when she'd left that small town behind and moved to the city, intending to put herself through school, she thought it would be a dream come true. Over the next few years it spiraled into a nightmare. It started with little things: the struggle of trying to make ends meet in the city on her own, cat-calling on the street while she walked to work. Unruly patrons, the wrong bar at the wrong time and a drink left unattended. It was hard to meet people or make friends when the world was slowly making you mistrustful, and even harder to focus on work with financial worries hanging in the back of your mind and the gazes of strangers stressing you out.

While worrying about how to afford classes, a coworker recommended Harriette to look into gig work. People were always hiring pretty girls to stand around and promote their product, or stand in the background of a commercial. Taking that advice led to the current events surrounding Harriet, and to the meeting of a couple of people that steered the course of her life from there on:

Jaden Greenman, an "agent" that Harriette had worked with a couple of times while seeking some short term work. When one night he gave her a call and suggested doing video work with a large, under the table payment she went to meet with him to discuss details. To say she was surprised when she arrived and figured out it was a skin flick was an understatement, but he told her there so no harm if she didn't want to do it. Harriette thought it over, and in the end she agreed. The lump sum would fast track her savings so that she'd be able to start school the next semester. It was only the one short film, and though it was awkward at first it was done fairly professionally.

Brian Moore, a man she'd met during her freshman college year and quickly fell for. They rushed their relationship for sure, and were married within a year of dating. He had a charm to him that was hard to resist, and with their combined income the couple moved into a little apartment not far from campus. They seemed to be a good match and even planned to start a family.

Leanna Rowen, a professor at Barclay Waterfront University where Harriette was attending. She took a shine to Harriette, and because Harriette showed interest in someday becoming a teacher herself Leanna helped her to get a job as a teacher's assistant after she'd achieved her associate's degree.

That was three years ago when things were starting to look up. Now, taking only part time classes while on the cusp of a bachelor's degree, Harriette feels she might not make it. Apparently a student had found that short film late last year and, while disrupting the lecture, Professor Rowen had caught wind of it. She'd convinced the student to keep quiet, but rumors were bound to spread regardless. Most were vague, and some were outlandish lies, but it put a strain on Hariette's relationship with fellow staff and students regardless. Most shocking of all was Leanna's change in attitude. The older woman became cruel, blackmailing Hariette into acting as all but her personal secretary. She shoved her own responsibilities onto Hariette, had her complete errands even outside of work, and bullied Hariette into anything she felt like, such as giving the other woman her own jewelry if she'd seen Hariette wearing it and taken a shine to it. After all, Leanna was responsible for getting Hariette the job in the first place, and if Leanna brought the video to the Dean personally it would mean she would lose it.

Worse was the state of her marriage. After the honeymoon phase, things settled and though they had their disagreements things were generally good. Hariette had managed to conceive and it brought a brief happiness to them, but the stress of her work situation worried the both of them. Though Brian didn't know what was going on, he noticed the mental toll it was taking on Hariette and grew increasingly frustrated with his wife's refusal to open up with what was wrong. Distance was already growing between them when Jaden called to see if she had any interest in a bit role for a local ad. Completely innocent, nothing risque, but when her husband asked about it and Harriette brushed him off, the man did some digging and didn't like what he found. Their relationship soured even more after Brian's own discovery of the video, as he took it as evidence of imagined infidelity. He insinuated that the baby probably wasn't even his. After one night of fighting that was beginning to become the norm with them, Hariette miscarried. It was the last straw and the once bright relationship now dimmed. They stayed together, because for Hariette she simply had no one else. She'd left her family long behind, and what friends she'd managed to make all seemed to look at her a little differently once they caught wind of the rumors. Her partner was slowly chipping away her self-esteem, making it harder to leave when she was being convinced that no one else would accept her if he, her husband, couldn't. She was afraid if she left she would be alone and homeless. For Brian himself, it might have been appearances' sake, or maybe inside he enjoyed the power he held over his wife now, but either way they remained married.

This is where Hariette finds herself now. Stuck in limbo, hanging at the end of a rope being held by two people more than willing to drop it. At work there is a potentially disastrous cloud hanging over her, while at home the ghost of what could have been haunts every room and seeds loathing. All over a stupid video that Hariette can't even bring herself to regret making.

Scars: Hariette is struggling with depression, anxiety, mistrust, and the very real threat that not only her career, but her home and livelihood could come crashing down at any moment. She has been dealing with self-image issues, stemming not just from her bitter husband's comments but from the moment she moved to the city and encountered the inherent sexualization of "pretty women" like her. Most of her scars are mental, heavy stress pressing on her brain and body, but there is a large scar on her stomach that was given to her the night she miscarried.

Sorry for the delay, here is my character concept! If there's any feedback please feel free to give it, I think a lot of the times I struggle with getting my ideas into text in a coherent way. As for the metaverse sections, I don't think a Shadow is necessary (but feel free to correct me if I'm wrong). For the Persona itself, I have some ideas but I'd love some guidance or any suggestions. I read that in the games "The Empress" is usually ice element. That's cool (heh) with me, if it doesn't overlap too much with others. For specialty, I was thinking Protection or Ranged...? Definitely leaning towards Protection. Not sure what others have got going on. Does Weakness need to correspond to chosen element, like for example if I choose Ice element would Fire be an inherent weakness, or can it be anything?

World of Light

Word Count: 306 (+1 exp)
Level: 8 - Total EXP: 3/80
Location: Edge of the Blue - The Maw

The Cadet hadn't had any doubt that this crazy plan would work, but he still let out a cheerful whoop when the metal connected with the monster fish's body. The groan it let out was telling enough that they'd managed to hurt it, but Blazermate's confirmation was nice to have. The redhead gladly met Nadia's little fist with his own. "Radalos, good job everyone!"

Now of course was the question of what to do next. Frankly the Cadet thought they'd been doing just fine, because if Moreau was focusing on them he wasn't harassing the others in the water. "Yeah, more distractions. I think it's definitely mad enough to keep doing after us, especially after that. As long as we can keep it's attention until the water starts draining."

Eventually it would notice that the water was draining and then they'd have to find some other way to keep Jr. and the Mirages safe while they made their way back to the surface. From up on the catwalk the Cadet could see Bowser and Geralt - Oh, that must be where that nail came from! - the former initiating his plan to fish the creature with a hook and rod. That plan was still enticing to the mini hunter as well. He shuffled closer to the side he and Nadia had come from to keep a closer eye on the line.

"If only we could catch it in a net, tangle it up or something," he said, his thoughts drifting to the contents of the rooms they'd gone into. Was there anything they could use as a net or rope without braving the junk room again? Or maybe they should go back there and check. After all, maybe that ceiling monster was down for the count. "Did any of you guys see anything we could use for that?"

Word Count: 304 (+1 exp)
Level: 5 - Total EXP: 23/50
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon
𝙱𝙿 ●●●●●
D34C25

The bridge-shaking of Band's jump was concerning, but it didn't seem like the structure would collapse so easily. Even still, Primrose's eyes judged the distance between the ledge and where she and Band were now in case they needed to make a hasty jump. While the detective went on the offensive Primrose kept her spot behind, only getting nearer when she needed a better angle for her spells. Any wayward bones left stunned by Band or just waiting around looking for an opening were met with a blast of dark magic. The force of the spells dislodged whatever curse kept their bones together, and those that resisted having their limbs blown off were just knocked over the side into the pit.

Once there were only a handful left, along with their larger four-armed comrade, Band requested a moment to himself. To prepare for something, Primrose imagined. Then, he produced another instrument from his seemingly endless supply and played it.

"All yours." she told him. She laced her fingers together and stretched her arms with the palms of her hands facing out, then raised them over her head. "An odd music choice for dancing, but I can work with it."

And dance she did. With another battle point expended Primrose's performs was all the more invigorating. If Big Band's plan was to finish up the skeletons quickly and move on, then the best course of action would be of course to help him do that - and make sure the attack power buff she was currently bestowing upon him would last longer than usual, hopefully until they could crash the other battle. The Lion Dance was complete when Band's playing came to a close, and Primrose conjured another spell in hand to make sure any stragglers were finished off before the both of them moved on.

Monster Hunter World: Starfall (Still Accepting)

Man I have been bombarded with cool interest checks lately. Do you mind if I ask what your posting expectation is? Length and frequency?