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Fukushima Uesugi Senior High

KokoA // Tanaka Tsubasa // 田中 翼

Basic Info

Ko-Ko-A for your Ko-Ko-RO!~ Sweeten your heart with Kokoa!❤

Eh?! The interview already started?!

Uwahh!!... Kokoa-chan is embarrassed… To think that she´s going to high school starting tomorrow… it makes her heart beat passionately~

Ah, you see❤, Kokoa-chan may be a popular idol, but deep down she´s also an ordinary girl, I promise!, Please take good care of her from now on, alright?♫ Ehe~

Stage name: KokoA

Name: Tanaka Tsubasa 田中 翼

Age: Fifteen years old

Birthday: February 11

Height: 156 cm

Blood Type: B

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Brown, blue eye contacts

Seiyuu: Harada Hitomi
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Description

Asking Kokoa-chan to describe herself is a little hard~ but... being an idol is all about expressing your true feelings, right? Kokoa-chan will do her best, so please support her! Magic Kokoa kiss! chuu~❤

Physique: Very slim with almost no muscle whatsoever. She puts a lot of effort into skincare and avoids the sun like the plague.

Outfit:

-School: Girl´s uniform with the skirt as short as it can be without being reprimanded for it. Tailored to fit snugly against her body for a more fashionable appearance.

-Casual: Kokoa's extensively coordinated outfits are topped off with a visually overwhelming assortment of accessories and frills.

-Shoes: Form over function heeled shoes.

Personality: ESFJ

Tanaka Tsubasa is an overly competitive and ambitious workaholic who is never satisfied with staying put. When dressed as Kokoa, Tsubasa acts in an overly saccharine and cute manner. Tsubasa believes that she lacks the natural charm her mother had during her days of being an idol and has resorted to viewing the idol world through a scientific lens to figure what to do and how to act. She spends hours researching current trends and puts her conclusions to use in competing in the music industry.

This approach to becoming famous doesn't mean that she dislikes her job, she just thinks that this is the best possible way to achieve her goals. She genuinely enjoys being cute.

The occasional quirk exclusive to her true self might unintentionally slip out from time to time much to her dismay. This is especially prone to happening when competition is involved.

Likes: Shopping, winning, attention, simple math, makeup, social media

Dislikes: Unpredictability, parental visits, physical exercise, getting wet, studying

Backstory: Born to one of Japan´s most loved idols, Tsubasa was instilled with an overly ambitious attitude since birth. With a forgettable appearance and a lack of socialization skills however, young Tsubasa´s fifteen minutes of fame evaporated quickly and left the entire family forgotten by the Japanese public outside of hardcore idol fans, as these events took place many years after her mother´s retirement.

Tsubasa's parents were always supportive of her and never presented working in the entertainment industry as a career option. This angered her as she perceived their mellow attitude as faithlessness and distrust. She set out to make a name for herself in the idol industry no matter what and eventually succeeded. Tsubasa's parents have allowed her to live in an apartment by herself, although they chose one that was close to their house and insist on constant check-ups.

Personal

Phone: An overdecorated AU KDDI Sony SOV34 Xperia XZ.

Occupation: Idol, her parents keep most of the money.

Theme song:

Puwa Puwa-O!

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

Elif

"Hey, got a minute?"

_Name

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Elif Edelweiss

_Age

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15

_Appearance

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Five feet and six inches of slight lankiness. A body developed from delivering medical equipment from point A to point B in top speeds but not much else.

_Biography

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Elif's father was a respected and talented medic who had drowned himself in work to forget the grief of losing his wife during childbirth. He loved his daughter, but never had the time or energy to tend to her. Elif grew up as an only child with an insatiable curiosity towards the world. She would relentlessly question her father over whatever procedure he was in the middle of and would start conversations with anyone after eventually getting sent outside.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, and that's exactly how Anna experienced her childhood. Piecemeal tidbits of information about the world outside a little infirmary were given to her by anyone who happened to be around. The conversations that stayed with her the most were the ones had with those with little time left to live. From a young age she had learned that life was short, unfair and very, very fragile. She wanted to soak up as much of everything before inevitably passing away like they did. Future events would force her to become aquainted with more of the world and would make her dream of those hazy, dreamlike days.

_Personality

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Elif is an extrovert with a bold and chatty personality. She has a bratty side that can occasionally come out, usually when denied the answer to something. She is knowledgeable over tending to injuries and isn't disgusted by the sight of excessive blood and gore due to her upbringing. She hasn't put her skills to the test outside of being an assistant, and the idea of another person putting their entire life in her hands is too much for her to handle. She is an earnest open book who is oblivious to the feelings of people who aren't the same way.

The reasoning behind her overly friendly personality is mostly normal, save for her feelings of frustration stemming from a lack of longlasting personal relationships. She's gotten used to people coming and going from her life, but still yearns for someone to stay.

_Statistics

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• Physical Strength: 8
• Speed: 14
• Teamwork: 14
• Leadership: 4
• Skill (Gear): 10

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

Elif

"Hey, got a minute?"

_Name

---

Elif Edelweiss

_Age

---

15

_Appearance

---

Five feet and six inches of slight lankiness. A body developed from delivering medical equipment from point A to point B in top speeds but not much else.

_Biography

---

Elif's father was a respected and talented medic who had drowned himself in work to forget the grief of losing his wife during childbirth. He loved his daughter, but never had the time or energy to tend to her. Elif grew up as an only child with an insatiable curiosity towards the world. She would relentlessly question her father over whatever procedure he was in the middle of and would start conversations with anyone after eventually getting sent outside.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, and that's exactly how Anna experienced her childhood. Piecemeal tidbits of information about the world outside a little infirmary were given to her by anyone who happened to be around. The conversations that stayed with her the most were the ones had with those with little time left to live. From a young age she had learned that life was short, unfair and very, very fragile. She wanted to soak up as much of everything before inevitably passing away like they did. Future events would force her to become aquainted with more of the world and would make her dream of those hazy, dreamlike days.

_Personality

---

Elif is an extrovert with a bold and chatty personality. She has a bratty side that can occasionally come out, usually when denied the answer to something. She is knowledgeable over tending to injuries and isn't disgusted by the sight of excessive blood and gore due to her upbringing. She hasn't put her skills to the test outside of being an assistant, and the idea of another person putting their entire life in her hands is too much for her to handle. She is an earnest open book who is oblivious to the feelings of people who aren't the same way.

The reasoning behind her overly friendly personality is mostly normal, save for her feelings of frustration stemming from a lack of longlasting personal relationships. She's gotten used to people coming and going from her life, but still yearns for someone to stay.

_Statistics

---

• Physical Strength: 8
• Speed: 14
• Teamwork: 14
• Leadership: 4
• Skill (Gear): 10

Attack on Titan: Somnium [Closed]

Working on my character sheet, teehee

Exalted: Lullaby of a Dying Realm

Man who walk sideways through door, going to Bangkok

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Post-apocalypse Pokemon, now with tetanus

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Hector was... astonished. Every now and then there would come a scout that would beg for the most dangerous pokemon available. Sometimes they'd pick based entirely on cuteness. It was common for them to show up with a barrage of questions regarding all of their possible companions. What do they eat? How do they evolve? Which one can set things on fire? These young men and women, on the other hand, had settled on their first choice. No questions or conflict. Professor Charcoal hobbled out of the room in disappointment.

The trio of pokemon were just as casual as their trainers. The scraggy had a vacant expression on its face, the shroomish stared at its owner in silence, and the scyther? It was a little livelier than the others, yet Hector couldn't really tell what it was thinking. He withdrew a heavy black rectangle from his bag and held it with an unnecessarily careful grip.

The grip was unnecessary because it was an infamous Unovan electronic journal, a virtually indestructible device that could withstand anything and everything man, nature and even god himself threw at it. In his travels around Kasparc Hector had seen the device used as a frisbee, a blunt weapon, a frying pan, a skateboard, a cutting board, a game board, a regular board and a device to torrent shitty anime, among several other equally questionable uses. He slid the journal's switch to ON with a loud clack to begin demonstrating its proper functions.

"This is an electronic journal that will help you out during your adventures. Its main purpose is to show you a map that will update as you explore around the country. It also comes with a pokedex, although whether you consider that useful nowadays is up to you. There's regular scientific entries, but entries written by scouts like you can show up occasionally." He approached the scraggy and raised the tablet after selecting a few options through a touchscreen, eager to ease the scout´s doubts and show off the technology. It made a loud beeping noise, like something out of an old video game. The whirring noises coming from the journal intensified, drowned out by a low quality electronic voice. "Scraggy, the shedding pokemon. It stretches its saggy skin up to its neck to protect itself. The saggier their skin, the more respect they garner."

Hector closed the pokedex application with a few taps. "Well, that's the gist of it. You shouldn´t install any weird modifications, or things might happen." Hector was supposed to ask the scouts over who wanted to carry the journal throughout their travels. He glanced at the trio in front of him, remembered what each had written on the verification paper, and quietly handed it to the blond.

"You six are now free to roam. And before you ask, graduation happens after collecting five signatures from territory leaders." On the folding table were three piles of supplies. Typical camping supplies, with a couple of outliers whose uses would probably be covered somewhere in the journal. Two pokeballs sat in each pile, gray little unova contraptions that healed their contents over time.

♫ Slop Radio - Title Screen

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To the west: Eyescraper, an urban mecca full of every crime imaginable. Anything and everything available for the right price. To the east: New Pork, the headquarters for an organization trying to turn the doomed fate of a country around. The trip would be longer, but the signature from there would no doubt be easier. And of course, Slopadelphia had its very own government in need of help if they wished to stay. All of these strange places located on Kasparc, a land where the opposing ideologies of filth and purity wage war against one another. What will you do now, adventurer?

The Five Senses

Still here, lol

Exalted: Lullaby of a Dying Realm

LEDAAL LING BAO

The sight of such beautiful mounts prepared by the goddess made Bao forget everything about poetry to gaze at their majestic beauty. Afterwards, he found himself struggling to remember even the smallest detail of the latest poem he was concocting. It had something to do with the letter b, probably.

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Bao dismounted at the sight of others. He took note of the numerous and diverse group in front of his own and questioned why the warriors among them seemed so on edge. Ah, thought Bao, the boulders are preventing them from advancing further.

The old man calmly stretched his body as the caravan guard shouted at his party. He saw the guard as a man of action, a man of violence and rash decisions and little appreciation for art and wonder. Of course, he thought of most people this way. But Bao looked down especially on this one guard in particular, him and the drawn sword that he carried so confidently. Couldn´t he cast the weapon aside and be more welcoming?

“Our intentions? I wish to become one with the world.” replied Bao serenely. He began to hobble around his party´s mounts and ignore the tension in the air. Travelling around had filled Bao´s head with inspiration and he was eager to share it with the world, regardless of what they thought. “But before I can do that, I must share my findings with the rest of man.” He cleared his throat, and withdrew a scroll from one of his sleeves, a warning of what was about to come. His group had spent enough time around the artist to know what was about to happen.

The Five Senses

Don't you mean accepted? 8)