Name: Kohaku Ametera. She isn't overly fond of her surname, and requests that even new acquaintances address her by Kohaku.

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Personality: Kohaku was raised up with good values. Respect and honesty, mainly. She's very respectful toward others, and would never tell a lie, even if she wanted to. If she's the one who threw your cat out the window, Kohaku would have no shame in admitting it was her and explaining just why she threw the cat out. Having set aside her honesty and respect for others, Kohaku is very intelligent and has a tendency to pick up on things faster than others. This does, however, make her a little arrogant from time to time, usually being certain she's right and that anybody who disagrees with her is wrong. No matter how many people tell her she's wrong, Kohaku won't accept it - even if it's the truth - until presented with solid proof.

Being so respectful and honest with others is also irritating to Kohaku, just a little. Sometimes this makes her critical of others or just outright angry and unpersonable. Sometimes this causes a negative reaction where she just insists on being alone for a day or two so she can sulk in peace. For the most part, these fits of anger or depression are very far apart, about once every other month.

Backstory: It's nice growing up in an upper-class family. Well, most of it is, at least. Sure, Kohaku didn't have as many friends as everybody else, and maybe she was a prime lunch money target in primary school, but for the most part things were pretty nice. Her unique heritage was also neat. Her mother is a shrine maiden to a small-time shrine for Raijin, the Shinto god of thunder & lightning, and her father is a big-company CEO. Both parents have their sights set high for Kohaku in their own respects; her mother wants her to take the shrine over, and her father wants her to inherit the company. Kohaku, however, doesn't necessarily want either of these things.

Kohaku wants to be a dancer. Given how smart she is and how much she's capable of combining her brains with her family's money, it may sound a little ridiculous, but she wants to dance more than anything else. She learned how badly she wanted it when she started taking dance classes at age four. Never had she felt so free before. To just simply move her body in such free-flowing yet organized motions, not caring at all about who or what may care? Given her structured life and high expectations at home, that kind of freedom was precisely what she wanted to feel all the time. She plans to leave home once she's old enough to pursue this dream, but for now...it seems there's other things she'll have to do.

Regalia: Amber Regalia

[/b]Name:[/b] Amber Regalia

Title: "The Wild Storm of Freedom"

Appearance: "Strike Wild!"

Abilities: Amber Regalia boasts electric powers. The large amber in her staff, most notably, can spew forth bolts of lightning. The horns that appear can make for an electro-charged headbutt that shoots lightning straight to the target's insides, also doubling as lightning rods for considerably greater power during thunderstorms. Perhaps the regalia's most interesting feature, however, is the dragon. He's purely for show.

Weapon: A large staff with a giant sphere of amber in the end.

Girl
Name:
Enoki Romi

Age:
Sixteen

Appearance:
Years of brushing and special care made Romi's natural curls loose, letting her sandy shoulder-length hair come down in a wavy fashion. Her complexion doesn't particularly stand out on the other hand, although she spent the rest of her pocket money on facial care in case of the dreaded pimple invasion. She's never seen without her blue wire-framed glasses which may give a distorted impression that her eyes were little more than chocolate buttons.

As for the base form, She finds herself wearing a pair of dark, detached sleeves that clings to her arms well as pale leotard and boots of matching pale colour.

Personality:
Despite her appearance Romi isn't one for studies. Her academics and athletics mark reside around the middle of the class, and tends to spend her free time chatting online or surfing the web. She possesses a lively inner monologue that comes out easier with her fingers on a keyboard than her lips and tends to stutter the first few words of her spoken sentences.

She has a fondness for literature; writing more so than reading. Whether it is due to this or not she isn't sure, but it became a common habit of hers to start creating fictitious scenarios stemming from rumours or curiosity of the world around her.

Backstory:
Perhaps the most interesting thing that happened in Romi's life was learning to use the computer. It was halfway through the year when she got into junior high. She had often found herself writing about things she heard or found interesting and fleshing out those with speculations and amusing events that her mind could come up with. These would be written down in the corners or halfway down the pages of her exercise book during class and her free time.

One school day she left her seat to get lunch, and was greeted by a huge crowd of students around her desk when she came back. One of the students had her exercise book up to one of the stories she had written before about the adventures of a stray cat and Hasegawa Taro, a guy in the class next door whom she saw a few mornings back. Needless to say that was one of the most embarrassing day of her life, though that did cause an awkward situation where classmates wanted her to write stories of them, even the ones she never talked to before.

After school that day, she locked herself in her room still red and blushing about it all when her father knocked, asking what was going on. She told him, and after a moment of thinking silence he presented her with his old laptop, telling her to store it there where people will have lesser chance of finding out, giving her a spark of encouragement to continue pursuing her hobby of writing.

From that point on she learnt about what computers can do and eventually stumbled upon the internet, finding out that most of her classmates also went online from time to time. It was also a place where she saw countless writings by others just like her with their very own stories, freely posting for others to see without revealing who you are! It seemed like an incredible place and by the time she turned sixteen there was no place like the internet for Romi.

Regalia:
Spinel Regalia

Regalia
Name:
Spinel Regalia

Title:
"The Twisted Tales of Imagination!"

Appearance:
On top of the base form is a sleeve-less one-piece dress exploding with a white kerchief around the collar. A circle of lines making a globe is sewn on the bottom left corner of the skirt of the dress. The dress itself may change shade depending on the user, turning into a blue-grey hue when worn by Romi. The dress comes down just enough to hide the leotard from view, and after leaving a small strip of thigh bare the white thigh-highs hide any excess skin down to the boots with a matching shade to the dress.

Romi's hair bleaches white with a blue-grey gradient on top, shortening at the back but leaving her side-fringe down to her shoulders.

Abilities:
Spinel Regalia makes up to three spheres of glowing energy to orbit around Romi. These energy are extremely hot to touch, almost like plasma. She can meld these together to form various objects in her hand whether it be a baton made of energy or an energized bat, etc. The regalia protects Romi from the energy in this form. It also allows Romi to control these spheres enough to deflect projectiles that aren't super fast, and can also be used to batter at things in close proximity. The spheres lose their charge when too far from the regalia.

Alternatively Romi can aim her weapon at a target which allows her to fire a ray of energy at the target, depleting one of her spheres which won't reanimate until next time she transforms again.

Weapon:
Flip-open cell phone with a camera. The main use is to point at a target to fire a ray, but can also be used to take normal pictures and serve as a flash light too for lighting the place or making a vicious flash to temporarily blind others.