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The only questionable overlap on your part, Lugu, is being like, the third glasses girl in a row.
Yeah, y’all gotta embrace the competition, not try to dodge around it. Lean into the overlap and KO your competitors.

Also sweet. One-liners. Gotta love them.
Bruh, all these support Personas. Where’s the DPS chads at.
Verity Oxenbridge
The Devil | March 22 | 5'3

Appearance
Petite and pale-skinned, with a big forehead and an unnerving gaze, one that looks at, and only considers, an individual's exteriority. There's an unbelievable arrogance that pervades her every move, and she holds herself as distinct from the crowd as well, slouching or leaning at her leisure. She has all the elements of a slacker, from non-existent fashion sense to non-existent hobbies to non-existent intellect, so where on earth does she get her self-confidence from, to go about her day as if she existed on a whole other dimension from the rest of her equally wealthy peers?


Reputation
A trust fund baby, and one who clearly wasn't brought up all that well, if she let her perfectly-secured future get into her head so much that she's become a habitual skipper, an apathetic delinquent, a bratty hedonist. Verity makes no effort to engage in any classroom icebreakers, only spouts off nonsensical observations in group projects, and if you lay your eyes off her, it's guaranteed that she's going to go fuck off somewhere. She treats everyone equally, in that none of them are worth truly understanding, but she lacks a sense of distance as well, able to speak casually with just about anyone, regardless of whether or not she should.

She must have some brains, at least, to not fail her classes, but she's always on just the cusp of getting kicked, and her mere existence is spitting in the faces of any scholarship students who had to actually try to get where they are now.

Really, Verity's probably the type of person to spam low kicks in fighting games.


Background
The doted-on daughter of the Oxenbridges, who started off as cryptocurrency gamblers before delving more deeply into 'serious' finances. Now, they own estates on every continent and travel the world to give talks of all sorts about the future of crypto, NFTs, AI, and FIRE. They produce nothing, generate nothing, but still rake in millions every year, with seemingly no effort.

It's how it goes, after all. Once you get enough money, it just starts making itself.

Verity grew up in that opulence and excess. If she wanted it, she could buy it, and the amount of conference dinners or occasions that her parents brought her to honestly outnumbers the amount of times she ate at home. The life of the nouveau riche was decadent beyond compare, and the shittier thing was that even if the markets all crashed the next day, the Oxenbridges had a large enough rainy day fund that they could continue to live without a care for the next three generations. They will never get their comeuppance, and she...

She had nothing but time. A whole century's worth of time to whittle away as she pleased.

So at the first chance she got, Verity decided on a boarding school.


Misc
Verity's the oldest of three children, and has a younger sister and a baby brother.

She chose Harbor Academy because it was in the middle of nowhere and, for whatever reason, is in Sciences.

Curiously enough, Verity has a better relationship with the people in the city than with her fellow classmates. God knows why though.





Weapon
A fire axe. Hefty, unbalanced, but satisfying to swing.


Persona
Shackleton. An explorer of the Antarctic famed for his ability to lead in times of disaster, but who similarly failed to adjust to regular life in society and ultimately died in great debt, as many great men are wont to do.


Moveset
A menagerie of buffs and cleanses, all of which intensify in efficacy in worsening situations. Absolutely worthless in rote situations upon the seas, but will kick ass otherwise. Mostly aligned with the Ice element, but has some Gun elements too.
Smh international school without international cuisine.
Damn, y'all going turbo speed.


Whatever response she had for Velbrance evaporated at the assassin's presence. Hooded, certainly, but where had she come from? How incompetent did the guard detail have to be to not notice such an obviously suspicious figure?

And how utterly idiotic did the assassin have to be, to decide that this was the best opportunity they had to assassinate a princess? When the Paladin and the Gentle Blade, as well as a whole squadron of knights were present? Even if Dame Lilette had not caught the bolt, any number of them would have gladly taken the shot for Princess Elisandre.

Serenity could feel it. The flame in her stomach turn into steel, echoed details harmonizing within her mind. The chaos of the ballroom, guests making way while the knights flooded in, broiled like a sea in storm. She couldn't make a throw from here, and pursuit would only add to the chaos now. Her eyes flickered towards Veilena. The prodigy of the Mage's College wasn't casting. Haelstadt charged forth, but agility fit not the frame of a giant, no matter how skillful. The Crown Knights were in a better position here, especially when the assassin themselves already had a headstart on the Iron Rose, through the merits of a ranged weapon.

She knew what she would do, but she wasn't Fanilly.

"Captain."

Her hand clasped upon the small girl's shoulder. Enough force to ground their inexperienced Captain.

"A drop of royal blood is worth more than an assassin's lies. The Crown Knights and their mages can track the assassin, but we need to clear out the area and get Princess Elisandre and Princess Maletha away from here." What stupidity would inspire an assassin to take a shot that would undoubtedly have failed? Perhaps not stupidity then. A diversion. Eyes focused on tracking one elusive form, while another blended into the chaos of pursuit and danger, to draw their own blade and reap the only lives here that had value.

A simple, but effective scheme.

And one, admittedly, that still looked likely to fall flat on its face, considering the proximity of both the Paladin and the Gentle Blade. Except, of course...

Serenity released her grip on Fanilly, azure eyes already finding another's.

"Sir Fionn, Lein; escort Her Highness over! Sir Sergio, cover one side of Princess Elisandre; I'll cover the other."

Mayon above, what she'd give for a shield right now.
FYI, mentions break after a certain number of them are slammed into a single post. And with 4 to 7 outta all these people, what's the criteria and such? Whether or not we read Helck?
Maybe.
Also gotta think of it from the perspective of the dominant race in the kingdom, which are humans. Humans, which are known to shit on even other humans for looking ugly n shit. Even if there were orcs/goblins/trolls who weren't violent barbarians, they're still gonna end up as ugly freaks from the human perspective, and thus, they're unlikely to get anywhere in a human dominated society.
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