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    ❝𝓖𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 / 𝓐 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, / 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷’𝓼 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭!❞


    〖𝕭𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖘〗


    ꜰᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ༓ Risa Narumi
    ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ༓ Ri

    ᴀɢᴇ ༓ 19
    ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ༓ 2 July
    ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ ༓ Cancer ☼ | Aquarius ☽ | Taurus

    ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ ༓ She/Her
    ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ༓ Pansexual

    ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟ ༓ Jan Baiboon


    〖𝕭𝖎𝖔𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖞〗


    Risa's fairy-blood origins are decidedly set in "water nixie" territory. This fact, coupled with her Vampire genes, has produced a Chimera not disimilar from a bipedal mermaid...of nightmares. Glamours generally have a hard time sticking to her- they tend to wear off very quickly, revealing salt-white flesh- pure black eyes- a mouth of serrated teeth. Nothing a mortal would take as anything normal. That being the case, Risa's largely been home-schooled her whole life- and up until recently, her social life has been non-existent. A couple weeks ago, Risa was offered work as a deckhand on a fishing trawler, which she enjoys a good deal (especially since she was swimming in the cove on her own most days, anyway). She does her best to appear "normal" around her co-workers- this includes not eating raw, wriggling fish right out of the net or jumping overboard, straight into the freezing ocean. But she's managed to make friends. Big, burly, stinky man-friends, but friends nonetheless- and, hey, no one can hold a candle to her drinking abilities, making her all the more popular among her clique. Her parents hate this whole new job and circle of "peers", protective as they are, but it's always been hard to get stubborn Risa to listen to anything...well, anyone...had to say.


    〖𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖘〗


    ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ༓ Horror movies, piercings and tattoos (for both herself and in others), seaweed and jasmine tea bath bombs, amethyst- merlot- lavender scents, sushi, her mothman plush (thank you, Nanny!), Rebekah Helant, the sea (hello), the salt-brine of the ocean indelibly imbued into the Shining Cove air, night wandering (alone), her fellow sailors bold with the exception of one fairy fucker (who she actually does like but she's too clueless to know that), her work aboard the Kamarina, candles, her privacy, rainstorms, dancing, swimming, drinking cream (instead of alcohol), compliments from other girls, naps

    ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ༓ Serah Carwood, her apparent imperviousness to glamours as she likes being inconspicuous, her over-long fingers (it's hard to text and she feels a bit like Nosferatu or something), crowds of people, too many things- any things (in her opinion there should be less things unless we're talking about the shelves overflowing with "ocean-rubbish" in her bedroom), rising early (sadistic), beer/any alcohol, a patronising comment/tone (she will eat your face parts for this), birds/sea gulls, tight spaces

    ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ ༓ Seaside goth (animalistic). Spikes and pearls, loose knits and weaves. Feral furs and laced-up snakeskins. Flesh more often than not- barefoot more often than not. Stone jewelry and dangling frills- distressed, torn, ripped. Long coats, sailor caps, trapper hats, wellies, and sailor collars (likely blood-spattered). Inky black slickers and sheer slips with fish nets.

    ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ༓ Obstinate

    ᴍᴀɴɴᴇʀɪꜱᴍꜱ ༓ The oddest thing is probably the talking to herself aloud...not matter who else is around.

    ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ༓ First and foremost, look to the cove- to the sea. Not only does she work aboard a fishing boat, she recharges herself in the sea (no matter the season)- and can so often be found swimming or just hanging around the lighthouse cove and beach. If that fails, Risa's at home, asleep- nine times out of ten, if she's not in/on the ocean. Otherwise, she's been dragged to the Inn to socialize with her fellow sailors.

    ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ༓ If not her co-workers who often force her to socialise with them- it's likely to be her family. Risa wants more friends- female friends, in particular- but she also wants to be left the hell alone, so.

    ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ(ꜱ) ༓ Fishing boat (The Kamarina) deckhand (designated baby sister sailor)

    ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ(ꜱ) ༓ She hasn't much to hide other than her strange looks from the mortal populace.... And the fact that she likes her fairy co-worker who she hates, mind you, but she also likes. Trouble is, he's well and married. But it's okay because she hates him anyway. Except she might be in love with him.

    ʀᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ(ꜱ) ༓ Risa's too under the radar to have a town-wide rumour- she thinks. She was, after all, homeschooled and keeps well and to herself outside of the grown men she works with. However, especially when she was a child, the other children found her strange enough to want to chuck down the forest well. That situation arose from the rumour that Risa was actually a goblin in glamours (she was called "ugly" a lot as a kid and was also caught more than once eating fish parts on the shore like chocolates) and the typical treatment for hobgoblins and the like is typically stoning until they run off or some other form of torturous treatment... Point being, Risa was a rumoured goblin there for a bit.


    〖𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞/𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉〗


    ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ + ꜰ/ᴠ ༓ Vandenė Narumi (Fae)
    ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ + ꜰ/ᴠ ༓ Junto Narumi (Vampire)

    ꜱɪʙʟɪɴɢ(ꜱ) ༓ n/a

    ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ(ꜱ) ༓ "Nanny" Claerkin Belfry (maternal grandmother, Fae)

    ꜰᴀᴇ-ʟᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ༓ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ-ʟᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ

    ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ༓ Sharp teeth, pointed ears, elongated fingers, black eyes, paper-white skin

    ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ༓ Glamours, dance enthrallment & supernatural strength
    ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ ༓ Cream, holy water & wolf's bane


    𝕽𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊


    ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ ༓ 14 Bent Birch Way

    ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ༓ {ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳⁱᵒʳ/ᴱˣᵗᵉʳⁱᵒʳ}

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    𝕰𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘


    ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ ༓ -
    ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ༓ {ch. RISA}
    ᴀᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ༓ -

    ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ ༓ {must have it.}


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