knifeman

Just a normal high school?

i'm interested! i'm thinking of a nerdy stoner-type (´｡• ω •｡`)

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

❣ Upside Down & Inside Out - OK GO ❣

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Well, at least she’d be in her element here. The target seemed to be someone after Mieke’s own heart, frequenting botanical gardens and other flowery places. She was still horribly nervous about a possible confrontation with another Stand user, but the idea of having that confrontation in such a beautiful place surrounded by something she loves comforted her a little.

Trying to ignore Hogan’s rather intimidating hiss, she spoke up, “I could help check out the gardens and stuff. I, uh, really like places like those.”

She turned to Leonard, “I’d be cool with riding with you. I’ll just hold on really hard.”

Mieke looked down as her phone buzzed again, this time with a message from her mom.

How are things over there?

That was an issue: how in the world was she going to explain this? Oh, it turns out I have a weird bird-monster-spirit-summon thing and I’m supposed to hunt down other people with spirit-monsters and maybe kill them? No. Of course not. That’d be ridiculous.

She typed a quick, vague text in response. Fine. Kinda weird.

That was the best she could do.

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

❣ Curveballs - The Wombats ❣

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Mieke didn’t particularly appreciate being called an “untrained and ignorant child,” but she reminded herself that it was, honestly, the truth. Still, she appreciated Leonard offering to show her the ropes.

“Thanks. That would be a big help.”

She listened as Armstrong continued, her stomach twisting at the mention of potentially having to “execute” the perpetrator. When she answered that letter, she hadn’t agreed to possibly killing someone. There was no way she could go back home and continue life as usual after that.

“Well,” she thought, trying to calm her nerves, “Maybe they just don’t know what they’re doing and we can talk some sense into them. Or maybe it’s not even a person doing this at all! It could be literally anything!”

She was making a valiant attempt at being optimistic, but it wasn’t really working.

What was behind the door when it swung open did a much better job of wiping her mind clean. It looked like a man wrestling a crocodile. Definitely not anything she expected to see today. Her expression was blank as she regarded her last teammate. The crocodile, not the man. Obviously.

Armstrong introduced him as Hogan, and Mieke reacted the only way that made sense to her.

“Hi, Hogan.”

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

❣ Lose Your Soul - Dead Man's Bones ❣

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Mieke subtly retreated to the edge of the room and sat down in one of the chairs while the others were talking. Looking at the beautifully designed business card the tattooed man had handed her, she committed everyone’s names to memory. They all seemed like interesting people; she wouldn’t mind getting to know them more.

She mentally kicked herself, realizing that she hadn’t introduced herself, and if she did now, it would be awkward. Well, she would get an opportunity eventually.

A touch on her arm made Mieke jump a little bit, and she looked up at Blue. She smiled and blushed in response to the woman complimenting her hair, her face lighting up immensely.

“Ah, thank you! Um-“

She had been about to introduce herself, but she was interrupted by the receptionist ushering them into the office.

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Mieke listened to the man’s speech, feeling more lost by the moment. A “Stand?” Was that the figure she had been seeing? And what was this about altering the world? She gazed at Blue’s Stand in awe. She had never seen anything like it; and the confirmation that her bird friend wasn’t just in her head was comforting.

So, their job would be to find other new Stand users and set them on the right path. It seemed noble enough, and it was hard to say no when this could be her mother’s ticket out of debt. Mieke breathed a sigh of relief when Armstrong said they wouldn’t be killing anyone. She couldn’t even bring herself to step on a spider, let alone take a human life.

Blue, however, didn’t seem to feel the same, and her outburst made Mieke jump and let out an embarrassing little “Eek!” She immediately covered her mouth, turning red and shrinking into herself.

She regained her composure by the time Armstrong asked for questions. Perfect, because she had a shitload.

She spoke up, wringing her hands, “Um, is there any more you could tell me about Stands? Sorry, I’m just… really in the dark here.”

♠♥♣♦ Welcome to Wonderland ♢♧♡♤

i'm thinking of trying out writing multiple characters. could i maybe reserve the white queen? i think i've got a pretty good idea :3

♠♥♣♦ Welcome to Wonderland ♢♧♡♤

cute trash son

Girl Named Hello - Of Montreal

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Name: Luka Young
Gender: Male
Age: 18

Looks: Luka can easily be mistaken for a girl, which is exactly how he likes it. He looks young, with a short stature and round face, and dresses in a feminine way. He has chin-length blond hair that he doesn’t bother to keep out of his eyes, and a distinct fashion sense. He is fond of bright or pastel colors and plentiful accessories, and can easily be picked out of a crowd based on his flamboyant attire. A frequent cause of frustration for him is his young appearance; most people meeting him just don’t believe he’s over eighteen. His high voice doesn’t help things. Basically, imagine three chipmunks standing on each others’ shoulders under a trench coat desperately trying to convince you they’re a real adult human. He has a nice singing voice, at least.

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
So if you're lonely, you know I'm here waiting for you

Personality: Luka comes off as a very friendly, if strange, person. A lot of the time, he seems to be off in his own world, and in conversation his mind can go weird places. Despite being spacey and sometimes inscrutable, he’s easy to talk to and fun to be around. He’s the kind of person who would start singing out of nowhere just because he felt like it. He has a strange sense of humor, finding comedy in the absurd and slightly scary (He once imagined a horse race in which none of the horses had legs and couldn’t stop laughing for, like, an hour).

While he seems unapologetically unique to an outside observer, Luka actually hides plenty of anxiety and insecurity. He tries his best to be confident in who he is, but he’s used to feeling ashamed of himself. His way of dealing with these feelings isn’t a particularly healthy one: He ignores them, and on occasion copes using hallucinogens. He’s honestly kind of a mess, but he tries.

Burning Pile - Mother Mother
All my troubles on a burning pile

History: Milo and Eliza Young had very nearly built a perfect life. Milo worked in an office and made enough money for both of them, and Eliza stayed home and took care of the kids, Violet and Luka. They lived in a good neighborhood, the kids got along well, and they were the envy of their peers. The only thing that wasn’t exactly as they imagined was their son.

Luka was always different than the other boys. He was in his own little world, more at home listening to music than playing outside. He seemed to prefer clothing and toys meant for girls, and even willingly played dress-up with his older sister. His parents expected him to grow out of it in a few years, but he didn’t. He caught plenty of criticism from parents and peers both, but Violet always supported him. She told him that when someone doesn’t like who you are, just keep being yourself, if just to make them angry.

In high school, most of Luka’s classmates stopped caring about his style, and while he stayed his spacey self, he was friendly enough to have a positive reputation around school. He stayed close with his sister; in fact, when he realized he was attracted to boys, she was the first person he told (plus, she agreed to never tell their parents). Whenever Mom and Dad gave Luka shit about his clothes or mannerisms, Violet always came to his defense. Things changed, though, when Luka was 17 and Violet moved out to live on her own.

Without his sister around, Luka was subjected to the full force of his parents’ expectations. They got in arguments almost every night, and Luka rebelled even more. He fell in with a group of friends that his parents didn’t approve of. His new friends were known stoners, and he started smoking as well, finding that it gave him inspiration for his writing. The group often met at a relatively unknown campsite in the woods where they would sit around the fire and get high together. After they all graduated high school, their meetings became more frequent, but so did Luka’s fights with his parents. After a particularly harsh argument left him in a rotten mood, he left to meet his friends again, hoping to cheer himself up. Things were different this time, though. One of them had gotten their hands on some shrooms.

That Distant Shore - Rebecca Sugar
I know that there’s something residing, a terror deep inside me

Luka had read up on the effects of Psylocibin mushrooms and had wanted to try them at least once in his life. He was interested in experiencing the creativity and visions that came with them, so he gladly accepted. While waiting for the drug to kick in, one of his friends made a joking comment about his feminine clothing. Normally, he would have laughed and followed it up with a jab of his own, but he was still on edge from fighting with his parents, so he reacted defensively. This lead to an argument, and Luka got up and walked away in no direction in particular.

As he got farther away from his worried friends, he felt electricity under his skin. His friends’ cries of his name started to warp in his perception until they stopped sounding like speech at all. He could almost feel the life around him, the trees seemed to be breathing, and the fireflies started splitting in two and filling the air. He saw colors more beautiful than anything he had ever seen before, and soon enough, his bad mood had entirely washed away. He had no idea where he was, and he didn’t care. He wished everyone could experience this. The world would be a much better place.

While he was distracted by the visions, Luka slipped on some wet leaves and fell. He slid down a hill, disoriented, and his hallucinations turned more sinister. He could have sworn that the pattern of the fireflies rushing past him looked like faces looking right at him. The next thing he felt was cold, and wet. He remembered the stream he had fallen into, but as his body was submerged, he couldn’t remember it ever being deeper than his ankles. Panicking, he let out a breath and the bubbles that burst from his mouth led him to the surface.

When he climbed back onto the shore, he felt different. He no longer felt the electric charge in his body, and he was much more mentally present. He didn’t feel high anymore, but what he saw didn’t make any sense. He swam through a four-inch deep stream and came out completely dry, in an unfamiliar place.

It was like a dream world, except he was sure he was awake.

Sea of Dreams - Oberhofer
You’ll find me in a sea of dreams

Crush: Open to any cute boys (･ω<)☆
Other: He loves music, and can sing and play the ukulele.
He’s into anime, dessert, and cats.
He’s never dated anyone, but he’s definitely looking.

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~Tea Time~
Played by: @knifeman

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♠♥♣♦ Welcome to Wonderland ♢♧♡♤

here's my cs! under a hider so no one has to scroll forever

cute trash son

Girl Named Hello - Of Montreal

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Name: Luka Young
Gender: Male
Age: 18

Looks: Luka can easily be mistaken for a girl, which is exactly how he likes it. He looks young, with a short stature and round face, and dresses in a feminine way. He has chin-length blond hair that he doesn’t bother to keep out of his eyes, and a distinct fashion sense. He is fond of bright or pastel colors and plentiful accessories, and can easily be picked out of a crowd based on his flamboyant attire. A frequent cause of frustration for him is his young appearance; most people meeting him just don’t believe he’s over eighteen. His high voice doesn’t help things. Basically, imagine three chipmunks standing on each others’ shoulders under a trench coat desperately trying to convince you they’re a real adult human. He has a nice singing voice, at least.

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
So if you're lonely, you know I'm here waiting for you

Personality: Luka comes off as a very friendly, if strange, person. A lot of the time, he seems to be off in his own world, and in conversation his mind can go weird places. Despite being spacey and sometimes inscrutable, he’s easy to talk to and fun to be around. He’s the kind of person who would start singing out of nowhere just because he felt like it. He has a strange sense of humor, finding comedy in the absurd and slightly scary (He once imagined a horse race in which none of the horses had legs and couldn’t stop laughing for, like, an hour).

While he seems unapologetically unique to an outside observer, Luka actually hides plenty of anxiety and insecurity. He tries his best to be confident in who he is, but he’s used to feeling ashamed of himself. His way of dealing with these feelings isn’t a particularly healthy one: He ignores them, and on occasion copes using hallucinogens. He’s honestly kind of a mess, but he tries.

Burning Pile - Mother Mother
All my troubles on a burning pile

History: Milo and Eliza Young had very nearly built a perfect life. Milo worked in an office and made enough money for both of them, and Eliza stayed home and took care of the kids, Violet and Luka. They lived in a good neighborhood, the kids got along well, and they were the envy of their peers. The only thing that wasn’t exactly as they imagined was their son.

Luka was always different than the other boys. He was in his own little world, more at home listening to music than playing outside. He seemed to prefer clothing and toys meant for girls, and even willingly played dress-up with his older sister. His parents expected him to grow out of it in a few years, but he didn’t. He caught plenty of criticism from parents and peers both, but Violet always supported him. She told him that when someone doesn’t like who you are, just keep being yourself, if just to make them angry.

In high school, most of Luka’s classmates stopped caring about his style, and while he stayed his spacey self, he was friendly enough to have a positive reputation around school. He stayed close with his sister; in fact, when he realized he was attracted to boys, she was the first person he told (plus, she agreed to never tell their parents). Whenever Mom and Dad gave Luka shit about his clothes or mannerisms, Violet always came to his defense. Things changed, though, when Luka was 17 and Violet moved out to live on her own.

Without his sister around, Luka was subjected to the full force of his parents’ expectations. They got in arguments almost every night, and Luka rebelled even more. He fell in with a group of friends that his parents didn’t approve of. His new friends were known stoners, and he started smoking as well, finding that it gave him inspiration for his writing. The group often met at a relatively unknown campsite in the woods where they would sit around the fire and get high together. After they all graduated high school, their meetings became more frequent, but so did Luka’s fights with his parents. After a particularly harsh argument left him in a rotten mood, he left to meet his friends again, hoping to cheer himself up. Things were different this time, though. One of them had gotten their hands on some shrooms.

That Distant Shore - Rebecca Sugar
I know that there’s something residing, a terror deep inside me

Luka had read up on the effects of Psylocibin mushrooms and had wanted to try them at least once in his life. He was interested in experiencing the creativity and visions that came with them, so he gladly accepted. While waiting for the drug to kick in, one of his friends made a joking comment about his feminine clothing. Normally, he would have laughed and followed it up with a jab of his own, but he was still on edge from fighting with his parents, so he reacted defensively. This lead to an argument, and Luka got up and walked away in no direction in particular.

As he got farther away from his worried friends, he felt electricity under his skin. His friends’ cries of his name started to warp in his perception until they stopped sounding like speech at all. He could almost feel the life around him, the trees seemed to be breathing, and the fireflies started splitting in two and filling the air. He saw colors more beautiful than anything he had ever seen before, and soon enough, his bad mood had entirely washed away. He had no idea where he was, and he didn’t care. He wished everyone could experience this. The world would be a much better place.

While he was distracted by the visions, Luka slipped on some wet leaves and fell. He slid down a hill, disoriented, and his hallucinations turned more sinister. He could have sworn that the pattern of the fireflies rushing past him looked like faces looking right at him. The next thing he felt was cold, and wet. He remembered the stream he had fallen into, but as his body was submerged, he couldn’t remember it ever being deeper than his ankles. Panicking, he let out a breath and the bubbles that burst from his mouth led him to the surface.

When he climbed back onto the shore, he felt different. He no longer felt the electric charge in his body, and he was much more mentally present. He didn’t feel high anymore, but what he saw didn’t make any sense. He swam through a four-inch deep stream and came out completely dry, in an unfamiliar place.

It was like a dream world, except he was sure he was awake.

Sea of Dreams - Oberhofer
You’ll find me in a sea of dreams

Crush: Open to any cute boys (･ω<)☆
Other: He loves music, and can sing and play the ukulele.
He’s into anime, dessert, and cats.
He’s never dated anyone, but he’s definitely looking.

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~Tea Time~
Played by: @knifeman

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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

❣ Out of My League - Fitz and the Tantrums ❣

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“More than just a dream… More than just a dream…”

Mieke opened her eyes, and immediately pulled her uncomfortable blanket over her head, groaning. The bright sun was giving her a headache, and the music playing through her phone sounded like the loudest thing ever in the silence of the motel room. It didn’t help that she had only gotten maybe four hours of sleep. It wasn’t that she wasn’t tired; dealing with the absolute hell that was airports in general just to take an hour-long flight had left her exhausted. The only reason she hadn’t passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow was that the bed was the worst. Just the least comfortable thing.

She reached out from under the blanket and blindly groped for her phone. Eventually, she gave up and sat straight, throwing off the blanket. She shut off her alarm and took a moment to enjoy the quiet before getting out of bed.

Taking a shower did the trick to wake her up, but the long process of drying her hair made her eyes start to droop again. Once she was dressed and on the bus heading to the HQ of the Speedwagon Foundation, she started to ponder why they could have wanted her.

Of course, it had something to do with the illness she had recently gotten over, and possibly the apparition she’d been seeing. What the hell was it, anyway? She had never hallucinated before; maybe she was still sick? What if her brain was deteriorating and this was the first sign of her impending agonizing death?

Shit, she was starting to tear up. No, not on the bus! Not in public! She wiped at her eyes, trying to get rid of the tears before anyone could see. A shape started forming in front of her and she had to stifle a gasp. Her hallucination showed up again; and much more solid than before.

It didn’t seem as scary now that she could see it clearly. It looked sort of like a fancy bird girl, and it— she was crying too.

Mieke smiled a little bit. Guess she’s a cry baby just like me.

The apparition disappeared as the bus came to a halt. It was her stop.

Entering the imposing building, Mieke’s anxiety only escalated. Thankfully, she didn’t cry again, but she still felt awfully out of place. She was staring intensely at the floor when she entered the waiting room, so she took a few moments to notice the imposing-looking woman already there. And then she took a few more moments to notice the scythe she was holding. Was that a normal thing around here?

“Um, hello. N-nice to meet you.”

What had she gotten herself into?

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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

Mieke and Cry Baby

Name: Mieke Choux

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Stand: Cry Baby

Appearance: Mieke can easily be described as “doll-like,” having pale skin, delicate facial features, and small stature. Her hair, naturally platinum blonde but currently dyed pastel purple, is long and wavy with straight bangs that end just above her eyes. She loves sweaters, and will wear them whenever the weather permits it. She wears a lot of clothes with soft colors and cute styles.

Personality: Mieke is the kind of person who doesn’t take to conflict very well. If someone yells at her, or near her, or if people are arguing or getting angry around her, she’s likely to cry. In fact, a lot of things can make her cry. She’s overly sensitive, easily frightened, and bad at standing up for herself.

This doesn’t necessarily mean she’s a coward, though. A whole life of extreme emotion has left her adept at continuing on despite what she’s feeling. If she starts crying, she can deal with it, if she gets scared, she can work through it, and as long as there’s a possibility of succeeding, she won’t give up. She’ll always try to find a peaceful solution to any conflict, and it’s hard for her to say no to anyone who needs her help. She may be fragile, but she’s definitely reliable.

It’s a real challenge to get her really angry, and barely anyone has ever succeeded, but when it happens, well… it’s really something.

Skills:
Strength - While she’s no bodybuilder, Mieke is much stronger than she looks. She’s been carrying heavy planters and bags of mulch for years, so she’s worked up plenty of muscle.

Plant Stuff - Whether it’s arranging bouquets or planting a garden, Mieke definitely has a green thumb. You kind of have to when you work in a flower shop.

Video Games - You wouldn’t think so when you look at her, but Mieke is a whiz at video games, rhythm and fighting games especially. As a kid, she held plenty of high scores at her local arcade.

History: Mieke spent most of her life in a small seaside town in Massachusetts. She lived with her single mother in an apartment above a flower shop called “Smell the Roses.” Her mother had very weak health, and the flower business only barely paid for her medical expenses. Between going to school, helping run the shop, and her shy personality, Mieke didn’t excel socially. In school, she was the kid who kept to herself, rarely sharing more than a few words with anyone. She had a reputation for getting upset very easily, which kids used to tease her about early on, but once they grew up, most everyone just left her alone. If someone did take interest in her, she would be friendly to them at school, but if they asked to make plans, she would always answer with, “Sorry, I’m busy.”

When she wasn’t in school, she would be working at the flower shop, running errands, helping customers, or doing the heavy lifting that her mother couldn’t. She thrived in that environment, as it was only ever busy around certain holidays. Once she graduated high school, she started working at the shop full time instead of attending college, which they wouldn’t be able to afford. Things were alright for a while.

When people started contracting an unknown illness, Mieke was terrified. Her mother already wasn’t healthy, if she caught that disease, she’d almost definitely die. As it turns out, she didn’t catch it. However, Mieke did. For days on end, she was bedridden with a terrible fever, slipping in and out of consciousness. Her mother closed up the shop to take care of her.

When the sickness was at its worst, Mieke saw a vision of a winged figure standing over her. She was sure that it had to be the angel of death coming to take her away. To her surprise though, she started to recover. In no time, she was well enough to go back to work.

Her mind was stuck on the vision she had, though. If she focused on it, she could almost see it physically there with her, but it never lasted long.

She wasn’t sure what to do when she received a letter calling her to Washington D.C. On one hand, she thought it must have had something to do with the winged thing, and she really wanted to know more about it. On the other hand, she didn’t exactly have many skills that could be useful. Especially since the letter mentioned saving the world. There was no way she could do that. Her place was at home, helping her mother and taking care of plants.

However, she changed her mind when she read the word “compensated.”

Seeing an opportunity to ease her mother’s financial strain, she called a cousin to take her place at the store, and booked a flight to Washington.

Other: Her name references the artist Micachu

Stand Name: 「CRY BABY」

Stand Parameters:
Power: B
Speed: A
Range: C
Staying: C
Precision: D
Learning: B

Stand Description: Cry Baby appears as a tall lanky humanoid figure with pink skin and large feathery wings. She has yellow hair in a short bob with straight bangs that almost cover her entire face. She wears frilly white and yellow clothing. Her voice sounds like a chirping bird.

Stand Abilities: When Cry Baby cries, her tears float in the air and harden into sharp crystals. The crystals will hang in the air until they’re touched, which causes them to burst into shards capable of causing minor damage to objects or people. Cry Baby can also use her wings to shoot the crystals as projectiles. Cry Baby can only cry when Mieke cries.

Other: Her name references Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Playlist

❤ Cry Baby - Melanie Martinez ❤
❤ Eat Your Heart - Micachu ❤
❤ Crying in Public - Chairlift ❤
❤ Impossible - Lyla Foy ❤
❤ Little Earthquakes - Imperial Mammoth ❤
❤ Curveballs - The Wombats ❤

⋆Josuke is best Jojo⋆

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

Mieke and Cry Baby

Name: Mieke Choux

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Stand: Cry Baby

Appearance: Mieke can easily be described as “doll-like,” having pale skin, delicate facial features, and small stature. Her hair, naturally platinum blonde but currently dyed pastel purple, is long and wavy with straight bangs that end just above her eyes. She loves sweaters, and will wear them whenever the weather permits it. She wears a lot of clothes with soft colors and cute styles.

Personality: Mieke is the kind of person who doesn’t take to conflict very well. If someone yells at her, or near her, or if people are arguing or getting angry around her, she’s likely to cry. In fact, a lot of things can make her cry. She’s overly sensitive, easily frightened, and bad at standing up for herself.

This doesn’t necessarily mean she’s a coward, though. A whole life of extreme emotion has left her adept at continuing on despite what she’s feeling. If she starts crying, she can deal with it, if she gets scared, she can work through it, and as long as there’s a possibility of succeeding, she won’t give up. She’ll always try to find a peaceful solution to any conflict, and it’s hard for her to say no to anyone who needs her help. She may be fragile, but she’s definitely reliable.

It’s a real challenge to get her really angry, and barely anyone has ever succeeded, but when it happens, well… it’s really something.

Skills:
Strength - While she’s no bodybuilder, Mieke is much stronger than she looks. She’s been carrying heavy planters and bags of mulch for years, so she’s worked up plenty of muscle.

Plant Stuff - Whether it’s arranging bouquets or planting a garden, Mieke definitely has a green thumb. You kind of have to when you work in a flower shop.

Video Games - You wouldn’t think so when you look at her, but Mieke is a whiz at video games, rhythm and fighting games especially. As a kid, she held plenty of high scores at her local arcade.

History: Mieke spent most of her life in a small seaside town in Massachusetts. She lived with her single mother in an apartment above a flower shop called “Smell the Roses.” Her mother had very weak health, and the flower business only barely paid for her medical expenses. Between going to school, helping run the shop, and her shy personality, Mieke didn’t excel socially. In school, she was the kid who kept to herself, rarely sharing more than a few words with anyone. She had a reputation for getting upset very easily, which kids used to tease her about early on, but once they grew up, most everyone just left her alone. If someone did take interest in her, she would be friendly to them at school, but if they asked to make plans, she would always answer with, “Sorry, I’m busy.”

When she wasn’t in school, she would be working at the flower shop, running errands, helping customers, or doing the heavy lifting that her mother couldn’t. She thrived in that environment, as it was only ever busy around certain holidays. Once she graduated high school, she started working at the shop full time instead of attending college, which they wouldn’t be able to afford. Things were alright for a while.

When people started contracting an unknown illness, Mieke was terrified. Her mother already wasn’t healthy, if she caught that disease, she’d almost definitely die. As it turns out, she didn’t catch it. However, Mieke did. For days on end, she was bedridden with a terrible fever, slipping in and out of consciousness. Her mother closed up the shop to take care of her.

When the sickness was at its worst, Mieke saw a vision of a winged figure standing over her. She was sure that it had to be the angel of death coming to take her away. To her surprise though, she started to recover. In no time, she was well enough to go back to work.

Her mind was stuck on the vision she had, though. If she focused on it, she could almost see it physically there with her, but it never lasted long.

She wasn’t sure what to do when she received a letter calling her to Washington D.C. On one hand, she thought it must have had something to do with the winged thing, and she really wanted to know more about it. On the other hand, she didn’t exactly have many skills that could be useful. Especially since the letter mentioned saving the world. There was no way she could do that. Her place was at home, helping her mother and taking care of plants.

However, she changed her mind when she read the word “compensated.”

Seeing an opportunity to ease her mother’s financial strain, she called a cousin to take her place at the store, and booked a flight to Washington.

Other: Her name references the artist Micachu

Stand Name: 「CRY BABY」

Stand Parameters:
Power: B
Speed: A
Range: C
Staying: C
Precision: D
Learning: B

Stand Description: Cry Baby appears as a tall lanky humanoid figure with pink skin and large feathery wings. She has yellow hair in a short bob with straight bangs that almost cover her entire face. She wears frilly white and yellow clothing. Her voice sounds like a chirping bird.

Stand Abilities: When Cry Baby cries, her tears float in the air and harden into sharp crystals. The crystals will hang in the air until they’re touched, which causes them to burst into shards capable of causing minor damage to objects or people. Cry Baby can also use her wings to shoot the crystals as projectiles. Cry Baby can only cry when Mieke cries.

Other: Her name references Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Playlist

❤ Cry Baby - Melanie Martinez ❤
❤ Eat Your Heart - Micachu ❤
❤ Crying in Public - Chairlift ❤
❤ Impossible - Lyla Foy ❤
❤ Little Earthquakes - Imperial Mammoth ❤
❤ Curveballs - The Wombats ❤

⋆Josuke is best Jojo⋆