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Porzellan Geist
Design Notes
5'6, she's slender and not really curvy.
Her hair curls towards her face, and she has white eye makeup
The skirts can be detached, leaving just the leotard and sleeves.
Likes
Kitten, black cats
Heights
Honey as a nickname
Carambola
Bright things
Dislikes
Over-expressing
Being addressed
Sad things
Heavy clothes
Durains
Greatest Strength
She has the ability to amplify the brightness levels(lumens) around her. She can make a fire burn brighter or lightbulbs shatter.
Greatest Weakness
Perhaps due to a polished and neat past life, she was never good with things like horror aside from blood, and things like bugs. For her, formication settles quickly and she visibly grimaces at injuries.
Illumination
An ability she got once she became a spirit; amplifying brightness and causing bright objects to explode. She can brighten a dying candle easily, but if she wants to shatter stage lights or screens, its also just as easy(and dangerous).
Performing
She still recalls many lines and performances she once did as a child. She is also an excellant singer and has no stage fright. Her elegance and confident demeanor make her convincing and a good speaker.
People watching
Since she's been sheltered since birth, she never understood the life of a normal person even if she had roles as such. Since gaining autonomy, she likes to watch over others and learn what daily life is like, although the crowd she stays with isn't very normal either.
Positive Traits
With years of performing experience, Porzellan has a mindset where shes set on getting things done and doing them right. She's determined, precise, and so forth. Her charisma and confidence draws others towards her and makes her easy to be inspired by. Likewise, she is formidable if she sets her mind to something dangerous.
Neutral Traits
She has an untrusting nature, namely towards adults, due to her difficult childhood being used as a child and always being talked over. She simply has no good influences to work from, so those that she begins to meet win her over with time, but she's cold at first as a defensive mechanism, sort of like a cat.
Negative Traits
With the great animosity she holds towards her father, his wellbeing never crossing her mind, she's very bitter towards others who remind her of him, childishly or rightfully holding grudges forever. She is also apathetic towards their safety and frankly would prefer bad things come to them, considering it rightful justice.
Others' Perception
Loved Ones
Those who truly loved and respected her saw through her performances and appreciate her as a person, in part feeling pity towards the controlled life she held.
Strangers
Many remember her as a star, someone who could've been even greater worldwide with her "talent". Some who see her now still compare her to the identity she held before.
Enemies
Enemies may not know her directly, but feel the threats of the group she works with. Her father especially wonders if Beau's disappearance is truly her doing, and if she's trying to haunt him.
The following contains mentions of a child death
When Porzellan was alive, going by the name of Hania, she grew up in a stunning household consisting of tall marble pillars and stairways she always hated climbing. Everything was bright, blindingly white almost, and she was considered dazzling as well. Since the day she was born, her resemblance to her mother was not debatable, she was naturally beautiful. Her mother had passed early enough to not be remembered by her daughter. Her father, remaining, was the one person she could not bring herself to forget as an unruly person, but frankly her mother would’ve treated her the same.
Her father was a successful businessman, constantly rising in his endeavors and known to create something out of nothing, innovative as can be. Seeing prowess in his daughter and raising her to be as calculated as he was, he enlisted her in all kinds of shows as a child, acting as a sort of manager(or dance mom) towards her. She grew up used to seeing her face in commercials, billboards, appearances in shows, dances, art studios, and so on. To her it was easy, she liked being good at things, but too much of a good thing becomes detrimental with time. She was tired of the life of a child star early on, and whenever she expressed disinterest in an upcoming investment, it was never heard out. Whatever her father decided was to benefit both of them financially, but what they brought in wasn’t as necessary as a normal parent/child dynamic. So, already desensitized, an accidental misstep at the familiar stairs at home did not phase her even when the fall was ultimately fatal. By now Hania knew her father would be upset at her recklessness rather than worrying about her well-being, so if she could pass away, that would be ideal she thought. Would she be missed by her instructors, directors,her father included, or would her contributions be missed? If all adults were this detestable, lacking unconditional care towards children, she didn’t care if she’d never grow up. Cont.
When Porzellan grew up in her own spiritual sanctuary, similar to Carambola’s starry space, her spirit was likewise dormant in the body of her half sibling, Beau. Unfortunately, Beau’s life wasn’t a regular one compared to their older sister’s performative one, Porzellan’s legacy being one that Beau couldn’t live up to no matter how hard their father wanted it to be so, enduring a life of many failed opportunities. He must’ve recognized it from the beginning, Porzellan was the type of magical person that would only last her lifetime, so there was no faith in Beau. Even so, Porzellan returned.
With Beau’s lack of self esteem compared to the image of their unknown sister, someone who’s true face they’d never seen out of films and photos, they never hated Porzellan, but felt perhaps she should’ve been the one to continue living. Perhaps that thought alone permit them to switch beings, with Porzellan back into the world of the living in an ornate appearance, grown up. Learning that her afterlife wasn’t meant to be spent in solitude watching Beau’s life become worse, she felt she was brought back to fix it, and ultimately to stop her father from being such a misleading person in the lives of others. With Beau’s permission, since that day she’d taken full control of their body and ran away. Since then, Beau was deemed missing and part of her father’s reputation faltered, as well as his composure as rumors began that someone reminiscent of Hania was in their town. She was careful enough not to be seen by many, trying not to involve herself with strangers, but her occasional kindness still connected her with others she happened to meet. It was a perfect setting, where she could tamper with her father’s life, and Beau would be safe in Porzellan’s sanctuary until a safer life was set in stone for them.
Porzellan intended to destroy the credibility of her father and undo his successes, seeing as for years he’s profited off her death in many forms; memoirs, books, speaking at events, and so on. It was sickening, and even when Beau was missing, their father gladly accepted pity from others and the opportunities that came with it. Such a person shouldn’t exist she thought, but to make his life worse, she only had so much she could do without becoming unmerciful herself. Seeing another magical girl with a goal to fulfill, Carambola, Porzellan began to reconsider her plans.
Carambola was earnest in her plans, simply to make her family get along and protect them, while Porzellan cared for her sibling yet wished despair upon her father. In a more tangible form, she’d spent her time with a duo that undoubtedly recognized her visage from her famed childhood, Satie and Fabel. The two had ties to an underground group that targeted the politically corrupt and messed with them discreetly. Hearing of Porzellan’s goals, they figured if any dirty work needed to be done against her father, even on a larger scale, they would gladly do it for her considering the power and influence her father had. To take down someone like him would be not only a success for Porzellan and her sibling, but others wanted to celebrate it with her. With such a dangerous attack being planned, as much as the scale of violence is not something Carambola would fully agree with, Porzellan is certain it’s what she must do with her second chance. That said, to Porzellan, those who get in the way of things must not be on the side of justice.
∙ Like a cat, she is visibly repulsed and open with things she hates, grimacing easily. When she told Carambola her real name, Hania, Carambola started calling her honey as a nickname as its phonetically similar. Porzellan likes to hear it frrom her, but nicknames from anyone else are treated with evident disdain.
∙ As carambola's foil, she's street smart in an "I know how gangs work" way but doesn't know what normalcy is otherwise.
∙ One thing she's always wanted to do is ride a hot air balloon. She'd like to accomplish it before she perhaps passes on for good.
∙ She rarely smiles because she spent years faking it, and she'd rather embrace her honesty now. When she does smile occasionally, everyone around her feels like they're in the presence of a goddess!
∙ She loves black cats specifically as she worked with one in a film once. She doesn't care if they're full grown, she claims every cat is a kitten.
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Still, as her life slipped away, she recalled one detail of her life. While being raised by her father, anytime she was working, he had a woman by his side. It wasn’t her that had any significance to Hania, but the half sibling she’d briefly seen. She wasn’t permitted to ask her father questions to begin with, but he hadn’t been careful enough to properly hide letters and photos he’d taken behind the scenes with his second family. Even when she’d found out, Hania did not bring it up, nor did she exactly care for her sibling. She’d had thoughts along the lines of “My father must be kinder to her”, “Is my hard work going towards her?”, and, on her death bed she realized; “Will she be next to live my life?” That thought alone haunted her, and sibling or not, she didn’t want anyone else to live a life taken for granted like hers.
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Etsuko Yakushimaru (music box)
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