Lillian Arkany

MEMBER

Heeom is one of the newer members to Fate's Lament as she wasn't from the previous site of Hopeless Curse. She has easily established herself as a regular face in our little community, however. This girl is just amazing. She manages to put up with out general insanity and even if there isn't a reply for her to work on all the time, she sticks around. We're glad and extremely lucky to have her here.

FIGHTER

Shizuka Mori

Shizuki is definitely one of those people you can't help but want to hug, although she may punch you for it. She's been through so much in her life already and continues to deal with the emotional scars left behind as well as trying to control her womanizing sacrifice. Her own scars are hard to deal with, but as long as she and her sacrifice remain close...they just might be able to leave the past in the past where it can't do them harm.

SACRIFICE

Minoru Kawaguchi

Minoru is quickly becoming a favorite of many here. And how could he not be a favorite? He's adorable, wants nothing more than for his Fighter to be as he was before "The Doctor" came around and he truly matches his name of 'Lament.' Being locked up for most of your life is definitely something to lament over, right? He wants to help his other half no matter what, even if it means putting him through emotional turmoil to do so.

UNIT

Lament

The way the Lament unit interacts is something that not many of the other units can boast of. Yoshiro is like Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde - and both love Minoru to the point of obsession. Minoru just wants Yoshiro and not "Doctor Demento" and will go to any length to try to help his Fighter. These two are definitely a unit to watch out for - or at least the Fighter is since he keeps his Sacrifice locked up.

Fate's Lament is a concept based off of the manga and anime series Loveless by Yun Kouga. The plot belongs to Risa. The skin and graphics were designed by Chama, with use of a lovely background from Kabegami E-Tank. Codes belong to their rightful owners, of course, and were all found on Proboards Support. The GIF affiliate banner is credited to Gemini. All images used are from Zerochan, with modifications as needed. And of course, all characters and writing are property of the players here.

Lillian Arkany Mar 2, 2013 17:45:20 GMT -5

Post by Lillian Arkany on Mar 2, 2013 17:45:20 GMT -5

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LILLIAN, ARKANY

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" Promise me, when you see a white rose you'll think of me. I love you, so never let go. I will be your ghost of a rose... "

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Name: Lillian Arkany
Nickname: Lillie/Lily, Lil, or Lils.
Sex: Female
Birthdate: February 29th
Age:: 16
Nationality: European/Japanese mix
True Name: Enigma
True Name Location: On her back, across her shoulder blades.
Type: Sacrifice
Affiliaton: Unaffiliated
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 98 lbs
Hair: Her hair is about to the tops of her thighs in length and a pretty pale strawberry blonde. She keeps it mostly loose with two shorter pieces tied with bits of cord, usually resting in front of her shoulders. Her bangs, which reach to just past her nose, are usually tucked neatly behind her ears.
Eyes: Somewhat large, dark red, and framed by long lashes.
Outfit: Lillian doesn't really care much about clothing. Frequently, she'll just remain in her school uniform, as it's easier. Otherwise, she wears sun-dresses, usually in various light colours. Rarely, you can find her in her archery club uniform, because she just couldn't be bothered to change. The only constant is the dragon pendant she wears, which had originally been her mother's.
Ears: Yes. Her ears appear almost over-sized and are rather fluffy and soft to the touch. Her tail matches her ears well, long and fluffy.
Sexual Orientation: Panromantic.

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Personality:
+ Sweet
+ Mild mannered.
+ Cares about pretty much everyone.
+ Extremely loyal.
+ Reliable

- Has a fear of people that she is only just learning to overcome.
- Can be extremely shy and timid when faced with someone new.
- Extremely introverted.
- Startles easily.
- Can be almost dependant on those she trusts.
History: Lillian was born to a Japanese mother and a European father of mixed heritage. Her mother died in child birth, leaving her father, an archeologist, to care for his daughter alone. For a while, Mr. Arkany stayed with his wife's parents in Japan, allowing them to help raise Lillian, but the urge to continue his work hit. Not wanting to leave his now five year old daughter, he took the child with him on digs, leaving her with nannies at first during the days, then later with tutors. Aside from the adults in her life, the little girl spent most of her time alone, her father unaware of the fact that she was growing more and more withdrawn as the years passed in this way. She was smart, but quiet and shy.

At age 12, a new tutor entered the picture. The months passed, and Lillian became even more withdrawn, trust falling away to be replaced by fear that even her father took notice. It didn't take him long after noticing to figure out what was going on, though it was too late to reverse the damage that had been done. The tutor had been molesting his daughter and filling her head with all the horrible things people could do to her. However, he couldn't prove it, seeing as Lillian refused to talk about it, scared of the investigators that had tried to get her side of the story, and /terrified/ of what her former tutor would do if she talked.

In a bid to protect his daughter from further harm, he took her back to Japan to live with her grandparents. Not really remembering them to well, she'd been afraid at first, though eventually grew to trust them. School was another matter entirely. She was suddenly surrounded by other children, people her age, along with adults. She shied away, hiding within herself, panicking every time someone tried to get close to her. Other students eventually kind of gave up on befriending her, though the teachers and her theripist continued trying to get her to open up. By the time highschool came around, she'd been convinced to join an after school club, going for archery, as she didn't really have to get close to her fellow club members.

Now, at age sixteen, she's starting to become more open and less fearful of people, but still has issues with conversing with new people and is far too dependant on those she /does/ trust, though she is trying to over come that as well.
RP Sample: Hecate frowned as she passed another tool to Dr. Finklestien. "Y'know, this is probably going to blow up in our faces like the LAST five experiments," she said, shaking her head. Her small, bat-like wings twitched a little in aggitation behind her, the sounds of rustling leather behing drowned out by the scientist's tinkering.

"Nonsense! It's perfect this time!" Dr. Finklestien snapped, leaning in to adjust something in the massive machine that was sitting in the middle of the room. "There! Done!" He leaned back, dusting off his hands, expression satisfied as he turned to look at his temporary, and very much reluctant assistant.

"...I'm NOT getting into that, just so you know. There is no way in hell. It'll kill me," Hecate uttered in a deadpan tone, her expression matching. However, fifteen minutes saw her standing in the machine with a scowl on her face. "How do I get myself into these messes...?" she muttered as the door closed on her. Hopefully the bloody thing wouldn't explode...

She sighed as she heard gears cranking and levers being pulled, only to curse wildly and attempt to burst out as she heard little explosions. "I knew it! Let me out!!!" Hecate screamed as she realized the door didn't open from then inside. She heard one final explosion before everything went black, one final thought passing through her head. '...I'm dead.'

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Your Name: TA
Timezone

[/u]: Pacific [Doesn't much matter, though. My sleep schedual is usually all wonky.)

[/li][li]Faceclaim: [b]GUILTY CROWN[/b] - [i]Ouma Mana[/i] - LILLIAN ARKANY
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Post by Lillian Arkany on Mar 2, 2013 17:45:20 GMT -5

Post by Neroshii on Mar 3, 2013 18:55:35 GMT -5