Post by hotaru on Jan 19, 2010 14:23:43 GMT -5
Hotaru Tokugawa
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&&--You, who shall pull the strings
[/size][/center]Name: Alex or Ali, whichever you prefer~!
Age:Sixteen
Roleplaying Experience: I have been roleplaying for.....five or four years? I think that's right~! ^^
How you found the site: No one linked me sadly, but I was on this a while ago and never really got around to doing anything. Sorry.
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&&--The character cheat sheet
[/size][/center]Name: Hotaru Tokugawa.
Gender: Female.
Age: Sixteen.
Hair Color: Black.
Eye Color: Hazel.
Skin Tone: Pale (White).
Height:Five foot five.
Weight:140 lbs.
Wealth: Rich.
Sexual Orientation: Bi-Curious.
Why they are in La Campana: Ask my father, the richest prick ever known.[/size]
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&&--What makes the clock tick
[/size][/center]Likes:
-Sweets.
-Butterflies.
-Sexy Guys.
-Walking.
-Wandering.
-Books.
-Poety.
-Sleeping.
-Making nicknames.
-Cats.
-Pretty scenery.
-Music.
-Flowers.
-Food.
-Art.
-Pranks.
-Heights.
-Fire.
-Roses.
-Swearing.
-Karate.
-Singing.
-Ballet.
-Violin.
-Her mom.
Dislikes:
-Jerks.
-Arrogance.
-Chocolate.
-Dogs. (In all sense of the word)
-Gross smells.
-Staying still.
-Cold.
-Winter.
-Daisies.
-Her Father.
Turn Ons:
-Black hair.
-Humor.
-Tall guys.
-Water.
Turn Offs:
-Arrogance.
-Cold.
-Pain.
-Lack of hygiene.
Nervous Habits:
-Biting her bottom lip.
-Fidgeting.
Fears:
-Losing someone she cares for.
-Bears. (Even the skins. EEK!)
Goals/Aspirations:
-To teach Piko how to deliver letters.
-Sing in front of an audience.
-Her father to accept her for her.
Appearance:
Hotaru is of average height, roughly 5'6". And her black hair has grown back to roughly mid back. Her eyes are a hazel and surrounded by long eyelashes. She prefers light coloured clothes, but has been known to wear lolita style clothing on occasion. Her skin is the colour of a Lily in the Valley. She has glasses, she just doesn't wear them except to read. She likes to wear high heels and jewelry. She typically wears whatever is close at hand. She is slim and muscular, despite her lack of excercise. She has size six feet. (LOL Random fact ONE x3) She has no tattoo's, but is thinking about getting her eyebrow pierced. Her ears are pierced.
She wears skirts most of the time.
Personality:
Surprisingly Bright: Hotaru is rather intelligent, despite her normal behaviour. She thinks quickly, and can tell you what an entire book was about, from memory.
Clumsy: In short, she falls a lot. She¡¯s been known to trip on a doorway, fling papers into the air, drop something on her head, and fall into someone else. All at the same time.
Polite (and yet not.): She talks with titles, but even if she doesn't know the person, she will call them -kun or -chan. She doesn't mean anything by it, she is just overly familiar and trusting for her own good.
Reader: She reads a lot, and usually has a novel of some sort tucked under her arm or into her robe. She specifically like poetry, mysteries, and romances. She can read while walking, and won't bump into anyone.[/font]
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&&--A glimpse of the past
[/size][/center]Father: Koutaro Tokugawa, 41.
Mother: Fuu Otamiya-Tokugaw, 40.
Sibling/s: Mitzuma Tokugawa-23 (Brother.) Miizu Tokugawa-24 (sister.) Miisa Tokugawa-6 (Sister.) [Deceased]
Other important relatives: Daisuke Hanajima-17 (Cousin.)
Pets:
Piko-kun: One year old. A tropical bird of pink and blue feathers.
Clucky-kun: Two years old. A chicken with suspicious coloring after Hotaru had. lost him during a prank. He runs around the school now and again. Look out for him?
Miu-chan: a roughly six month old kitten. Black in color and fluffy. Be advised, she will eat your holes into your clothes.
History:
Born on a cold winter night, Hotaru Tokugawa became the newest child in the Tokugawa manor. Her brother Mitzuma, five at the time, adored her from her birth. He stayed with her during the day and snuck into her room at night to sleep beside her crib. Soon enough her father, after finding Mitzuma next to her crib for the fifth time in the same night, banned the boy from seeing or speaking to her.
And so Hotaru grew up alone with barely any company besides her mother and the several servants of her household. Her father placed her into violin lessons as soon as she could stand and hold things by herself. Though she rarely saw her father, she felt the intense urge to make him proud of her.
So she worked hard on her studies, may it have been ediquette or her ballet lessons. And yet Hotaru struggled, she was clumsy, always falling over things..or her own feet. And though she was intelligent, she learned slowly.
She was horrid at Mathematics, receiving bad grades on most of her tests.
And still her father paid her no heed. Ignoring her when she spoke to him, and simply walking away without so much of a nod. Yet still Hotaru tried her best. She worked hard¡¦but never truly achieved the best potential.
*****
Hotaru grew up lonely, her father never touched her, never talked to her, never even thought of her. But Hotaru¡¯s mother encouraged her everyday to be the best she could be. One day, when Hotaru was seven, while she was practicing the piano, a commotion occurred outside in the grande hall.
Curious, she left the bench to check it out. As she opened the door a small boy rushed inside, forcing the door closed. Hotaru stood back in shock as the boy sat on the floor, panting. He was dressed in a simple t-shirt and shorts, his dark hair plastered to his forehead by sweat. He looked up at her after a moment and grinned, ¡°Hello Cousin!¡±
Hotaru frowned, ¡°Cou-sin?¡± she asked quietly.
The boy stood up, hugging her suddenly, ¡°You must have been lonely Hotaru-tan¡¦I¡¯m¡¦I¡¯m sorry.¡±
Just then, the door of the piano room burst open, Hotaru¡¯s father burst into the room and tore the boy away from Hotaru, ¡°Daisuke!!¡±
Hotaru stepped away from them in shock, ¡°Father!¡±
The boy grinned sheepishly, ¡°Hello Uncle Koutaro.¡±
Hotaru¡¯s father snarled under his breath, and picked Daisuke up by the front of his shirt and pinned him to the wall behind him, ¡°Why the hell did you sneak into my manor Daisuke-san?!¡± He yelled angrily.
Daisuke squirmed as Hotaru looked on in horror, ¡°Uncle Disarro mentioned my lovely cousin here, why is no one else truely aware of her existence Uncle?¡± He said quietly, his eyes on Hotaru¡¯s fathers face.
Hotaru unfroze, leaping forward. Her small hand clasped onto her father¡¯s pant leg, ¡°Father! Let him go! He-!¡±
A sharp pain shot though Hotaru as her father¡¯s hand crashed into her cheek, making her fly backwards. He dropped Daisuke from the wall, dragging him from the shocked Hotaru who lay on the floor, one small hand againest her reddening cheek.
Daisuke looked at her, apologizing with his eyes as he called back to her, ¡°Hotaru-tan! I¡¯ll come see you again! I promise!¡± Just as he was about to be forced thoguh the door a grin split his face, ¡°I love you cousin!¡±
*****
Eight years later, Hotaru attended a dinner party put on by the Tokugawa family, the affair was strictly a black tie event, Hotaru herself was dressed in a fancy dress, though that wasn¡¯t very unusual for her. Her mother met her in the front hall, hugging her tightly, ¡®'You grew up so fast darling. Your beautiful.¡± She whispered to Hotaru, smiling proudly.
Indeed, Hotaru had grown quite a bit. Her bust was larger that some of the younger female servants, and her body was one of a woman, Hotaru merely smild, nodding her head.
Her mother guided her and her little sister Miisa, born five years perviously, into the party. ¡°Oh! Miizu!¡± Hotaru¡¯s mother called into the crowd, Miisa quickly disappeared, probably in search of candy.
A tall woman looked over, and to Hotaru, she looked familiar. The woman walked over and kissed Hotaru¡¯s mother o nthe cheek, ¡°Hello Mother.¡± The woman said softly.
Mother? Hotaru thought, tilting her head to the woman in confusion.
Hotaru¡¯s mother smialed, placing a hand on Hotaru¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Miizu, I believe you have never properly met your little sister here. Her name is Hotaru.¡±
Miizu looked down at Hotaru coldly, ¡°Not very bright is she? Look at her face. Is she retarded?¡± she asked her mother.
¡°I am not retarded!¡± Hotaru snapped, shocked at the womans rudeness. Though the woman ignored her, turning her head as she noticed someone.
¡°Ah. Father.¡± Miizu smiled.
Hotaru froze, Father?
¡°Good to see you Miizu.¡± Her father said. He smiled as he appeared, Miisa in his arms. He leaned over and hugged his eldest daughter tightly right in front of Hotaru.
He looked down at Hotaru momentarily, then looked at Miayko¡¯s mother angerly, ¡°What did I tell you about bringing her here Fuu?!¡± He growled quietly.
Hotaru¡¯s mother glared at him, ¡°She¡¯s your daughter Koutaro!¡± she said, sounding ahgast.
¡°I do not want her here.¡± Her father said coldly.
It was all too much for Hotaru, tears dripped down her face as she lowered her face, she clentched a fist over her heart as it shattered in her chest, the pain ripping though her. She lifted her head and starded at her father as he and her mother continued to argue. Her mouth opened as the last fifteen years of her life flashed though her mind. All the pain, all centered around her father pierced her heart again and again.
She watched as he started to turn away and finally her silence broke.
¡°NOTICE ME!¡± She screamed at him. He turned slightly as the party guests quieted. ¡°Why?! Why won¡¯t you notice me, why won¡¯t you LOVE me?! I¡¯m right here father, right in front of you! So why don¡¯t you fucking notice me?!?!¡± she continued to yell, her hands in fists at her sides, staring him in the eye for the first time in her life with tears dripping down her face.
Hotaru¡¯s mother touched her shoulder, ¡°Shhh Hotaru¡¦that¡¯s¡¦that¡¯s enough.¡±
Hotaru¡¯s lips trembled but she shook her head, ¡°No mother. I want an answer!¡±
The silence was long and then finally her father opened his mouth, ¡°Because you are unworthy.¡± He spoke coldly, staring her in the eye before turning away and walking into the crowd.
Hotaru stopped breathing, the world around her shattering to the floor as her knee¡¯s buckled from beneath her. She collapsed on her knees on the soft carpet as her father disappeared from view . Her hands went to her face, her eyes wide and broken as tears poured from them, the horror of what he had said, and the years she had wasted trying to get him to notice her sunk in, cutting her and freezing her body.
Her fists clenched and then slammed into the floor, ¡°I-I tried s-so hard¡¦.s-so why¡¦?¡± Tears continued to drip from her face, soaking into the carpet beneath her. She sat up, realizing something, a shaky smile slipping onto her lips with it.
¡°No¡¦I¡¯m not the one unworthy¡¦it¡¯s you Father¡¦Your ugly¡¦ You¡¯re the one spitting hate¡¦and..I hate you¡¯'
She started laughing, one hand going over her eyes as the laughter grew into madness. Finally she was free¡¦and so her innocence died.
*****
She started in on her rebellion the next day, cutting all her brightly colored dresses into ribbons, then ordering the seamstress to make her some new ones, but completely in black.
She cut her hair, losing the length from her waist to her shoulder blades. She used the charcoal from her drawing supplies to paint her eyes. She even started to kiss the servant girls on the lips.
One night, on her sixteenth birthday, she brought one into her room for a birthday gift to herself.
As they were getting into it, already naked and sweating on the bed the door opened, revealing her father. He looked at them for a moment, the girl¡¯s horror, and his daughters smirk. ¡°You. Servant girl. Leave.¡±
The girl ran immediately, scooping up her clothes on the way out. He looked at Hotaru for a moment, ¡°In the morning you will be transferring to La Campana Academia in Spain. Maybe that with wash the whore from you.¡± He then turned and left.
Hotaru smirked, ¡°seems like you finally noticed me father.¡± She whispered to empty air, grinning.
And so she was transferred, a jet took her to the school in the morning. She stood at the gates for a moment smiling, ¡°So here I am¡¦¡±
¡°Hotaru-chan!¡± a voice shouted warmly.
She spun around, and grinned at the sight of her cousin Daisuke. She ran towards him, throwing her arms around him in a hug, ¡°Guess what Daisuke-chan?! I¡¯m finally free!! Sixteen years and I¡¯m finally free!!¡± and for the first time in sixteen years, Hotaru was reasonably happy.
Roleplaying Sample:
Hotaru sat at the desk in her room, a cup of tea placed neatly on a saucer next to her elbow as she sorted through the mail she had received. One letter specifically caught her eye, the penmanship was elegant and neat, and after a moment¡¯s hesitation Hotaru tore open the envelope.
Mother! Hotaru thought as she flipped the expensive paper open and began to read her mother¡¯s familiar handwriting.
Dearest Hotaru-chan,
I¡¯m sorry to not have you home any longer darling, I miss you every day with all my heart. I would have called but your father is monitoring the phone charges, for everyone in the manor is forbidden to contact you in anyway, even me. But I must.
You see¡¦Your sister Miisa has passed on today. The pneumonia she developed over the last winter grew into something much worst. On a closer examination it was revealed that she was suffering from a brain tumor. And thoug h found, it was too late for much to be done, She finally passed on yesterday in her sleep, so she is now with God, and though I am sad, I am happy
for her.
Though like you, I miss her very much.
Now it seems I have lost two of my lovely daughters.
But I pray that you both are happy¡¦
I love you Hotaru-chan. And one day soon I¡¯ll get Koutaro to bring you back home. May god bless you.
Love forever,
Your Mother. Xoxo
Hotaru flipped the letter shut, memories of her little sister running through her mind. The last time she saw her flashed in front of her eyes. It was on the day of her departure from the manor.
Miisa had rushed up to Hotaru, hugging her tightly around the knee¡¯s. Hotaru had put a hand on the girls soft locks and Missa had looked up at Hotaru, smiling sadly.
¡°I¡¯ll miss you Onee-tan!¡± the girls cried, tensing up as her smile started to slip. ¡°I love you!¡±
Hotaru shaked her head to clear the memory. She gently broguht the letter to her lips.
¡°Goodbye¡¦Miisa..I¡¦I love you too.¡±
She let the paper fall as sobs racked her frame, she layed her head down on the col surface and cried until her tears ran dry and her eyes throbbed.
((Side note: Yeah about the stupid symbols. I dunno. But EVERY SINGLE TIME I try and fix it, it just does it again. so WHATEVER I give up D:))