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EDIT: darn, wanted to get this CS done before the IC started

Name: Momoko Mori

Alias: Fairy

Height: 5'2

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance:



Personality:
Although shy, she can be bright and cheery in a youthful kind of way. She wears her emotions on her sleeve, making her terrible at poker. Lacking confidence in herself, she is easily pushed around and bullied; but with the proper motivation she won't let herself be deterred. She's the kind of person that always looks on the bright side even when there isn't one. Her hopefulness ranges from admirable to naive. Even though she's mindful of things she can be a klutz sometimes which often leads to embarrassing moments.

History/Backstory:
Momo's parents were servants part of a huge household owned by a rich family. The family had a young daughter named Kimiko about the same age as Momo. Living so closely together it became natural for the two to become pseudo sisters. Even though they were close the divide in their status couldn't be ignored. As she got older Momo was given more work and responsibility as a servant in the household. She basically became Kimiko's personal maid, always by her side tending to her needs. Kimiko was a kind master and treated Momo more like her best friend than a maid. Momo looked up to her but couldn't help but feel beneath her. After all, she was still a servant. She wished she could more like Kimiko, beautiful, kind and lady like. She felt like a klutz always spilling things and tripping over her own feet.

One year Kimiko and Momo took a trip to infant island, a tiny piece of land owned by Kimiko's family. The tropical climate made it ideal for vacationing, which is why they had a beach house built on the shore. Most of the island remained unexplored and its mysteries undiscovered until Kimiko's adventurous side called and prompted her to trek onto the uncharted regions of the island. Momo of course followed her, she'd follow her anywhere. At the heart of the island, Momo fell through an unstable piece of land which turned out to be the top of an ancient temple. Her fall was luckily broken by an ancient fountain. She passed out and dreamed she was a caterpillar that became a beautiful butterfly. She woke up the next day in a hospital bed with two broken legs. Kimiko was guilt ridden and remained constantly by Momo's side. She pampered her and tended to her needs personally. The two became even closer after Momo's near death experience. Over the course of the next few weeks Momo noticed strange changes in her body that she was sure wasn't puberty. Through a series of mishaps and accidents that includes breaking several windows and a fire in the kitchen, Momo discovered her new found powers granted to her by who-knows-what. In fear and confusion she decided to run away, at least until she could clear her head. The only one that knows about her powers is Kimiko who ran off with Momo to her penthouse in New York under the guise of being on vacation.

Equipment:


Powers/Abilities:
-Telepathy: She can sense feelings and emotions from people who are physically close. She can't read specific thoughts or ideas.

-Silk: She can shoot a silky string/web like substance from her finger tips. Single stands are weak and delicate but when layered together it can be rather tough. The main purpose is to create a cocoon for herself or to encase an enemy,

-Wings: After cocooning herself she emerges with butterfly wings that changes in appearance depending on her emotions during metamorphosis. The time it takes to transform ranges from seconds for small simple wings to hours for glorious wings. If they are large enough she can fly and create gusts of wind with them. Some wings can emit a powder that have different effects. For example: wings created from anger emits poisonous powder, wings created from happiness creates a powder that can heal wounds.

-Swordsmanship: Growing up in a somewhat traditional Japanese household, she has spent some time in the dojo learning how to wield a blade. It was mostly for fun and exercise, she never imagined it would become useful.

Additional Info:
She has little control over her abilities or what kind of wings she can sprout.
Arthanus said
Also as for the very next part will be at camp so character development, talking and that kind of stuff unless everyone would prefer to just jump ahead to the next battle.


We just had a fight scene, I don't think we need another so soon.
BKburke said
Only thing I wonder is if Astiroth will get a chance to actually negotiate or talk the teams way out of trouble.


I wanna see Astiroth meticulously negotiate the team out of trouble just so Riki can jump-the-gun last second and ruin everything heheheh
interested
interest here
interested
Just curious, how much longer until we get started?
After removing her blade from the orc's chest, a squirt of blood immediately lashed out. Riki immediately turned away and distanced herself from the dead orc and the others. Between deep breaths she wiped the blood from her sword and tried to slow down her rapidly beating heart. In a smooth motion she sheathed her blade and gave the orc one last glance before trying to forget about it.

"Just so you know, you might not of asked for help, but I wouldn't be a good leader if I let any of my team members get injured if I could help it. I couldn't do anything to stop Rafa from getting hit, but I wasn't about to let you get injured as well just because of overconfidence and pride. You might be new to the Wolves, but we are a team, a family and we watch out for each other."

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say" Riki was pouty as she replied, not paying too much mind to the lecture. "Don't think I owe you anything. I'm not a princess waiting to be rescued, got it?"

As far as loot goes there wasn't really anything for Riki to take. Their armor was too heavy, and their weapons too imprecise. And all their clothes were at least three times her size. She found a few gold pieces and a bottle of ale, but nothing worthwhile.

Riki was sort of moody afterwards. She wasn't particularly fond of taking lives. It may seem contradictory, but she liked to fight but not to kill. Too bad one usually followed the other. Following her team back she stayed in the back trying to avoid the idealistic Arthur. What he said before still kind of irked her. They were a team, sure, but a family? Riki's loyalty to the squad of strangers is as thin as it could possibly be. No offense to them, it's just how it is.
Meant to post yesterday but got distracted... will post something today for sure
ditto
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