For now I'm just going to repost my initial sheet with some alterations to better suit the new setting.Name:
Hirukawa is a remarkably composed individual, never one to let her feelings get the better of her or allow anything more than the briefest sign of hesitation or discomfort to cross her pretty, if stern features. This is a student that puts a great deal of care into maintaining her flawless appearance; manicured nails, gorgeous blond locks styled ever so perfectly, and milky white skin that seems better suited for a porcelain doll than a young woman. She walks with the sort of confidence one would expect from a high-ranking businesswoman, professional one moment and subtly sensual the next. Were it not for one irksome trait, one might easily mistake her for being several years more mature than she actually is. Though she would never admit it aloud, Hirukawa is painfully envious of her more "well endowed" classmates. Her glasses however are worn with pride, and she chooses to consider them the mark of a sophisticate rather than dwell on her imperfect vision.Personality:
Hirukawa is as prim and proper as one would expect from someone with her stately countenance. She follows the rules of respectful authority figures without question, shows an eagerness to provide answers and advice in her classes without stepping on the toes of other students or her teachers, and as the acting Vice-President of the student council she displays a willingness to elevate herself above many of the more apathetic pupils at Gekkoukan High. Though she tries to be helpful to her peers when academics are concerned, she is notoriously impatient when dealing with known delinquents and layabouts. Blusterous anger is not an emotion she is known for, but her trademark withering glare is known to chill the blood and make small children cry.
Only on those rare occasions where she believes herself to be completely alone does she dare to let the facade slip, the lovely lady's composure shattering into something resembling exhaustion. But only for the briefest of moments, lest she be seen without her precious mask.History:
The daughter of an American woman and native Japanese father, Hirukawa has never led a particularly stable life. Animosity on both sides of the family concerning the union of her parents was omnipresent, though the brunt of the hostility came from her father's family due to their close proximity. They were the sort of people to make cruel and subtle comments instead of saying anything directly, though her mother was always clever enough to pick up on what they meant. It was an obvious strain on both of them, but such was their love for each other and their baby girl that they would not let the prejudices of their relatives weigh them down.
Throughout her early years Hirukawa was largely isolated, considered a curiosity at best and an oddity at worst for her bright hair colour and sharp blue eyes. Rather than crumble beneath the whispering and laughter of her ignorant peers, the girl devoted herself totally to her schoolwork and voraciously devouring every book she got her little hands on. It was an admittedly lonely existence, but the escape that literature provided was enough to keep her going. Her parents were a supportive influence on her life, encouraging this desire for learning and buying her whatever books they could. They were not a wealthy couple, particularly after their own parents refused to give them any further help, but with both of them working whatever jobs they could they managed to scrape by. Happiness was the time they spent together, no matter how tough things sometimes got.
But this life was always a hair's breadth away from tragedy, and when Hirukawa was eleven years old her mother was taken from her by a nameless drunk with an itchy trigger finger. Devastated, her father quickly became a worthless wreck of a man. Though his family offered their consolations and their help with raising Hirukawa, he would have none of it. Their callous attempts to set him up with other women so soon after the death of his first wife were met with hostility, and understandably so. But as he became more withdrawn and isolated from the world, concern was raised as to the well-being of his daughter. Though equally wounded by the loss of her mother, Hirukawa did not allow herself to sink to the same depths of despair. Ever the precocious and intelligent child, she knew full well how to take care of herself without constant supervision. Not wishing to have their son shamed further by relieving Hirukawa from his custody, she was allowed to remain with him as long as he posed no threat to her safety.
For the past six years she has juggled the demands of school, extracurricular activities, taking care of her slothful drunkard of a dad, and, most recently, a part-time job waitressing at a nearby restaurant. She has grudgingly accepted the monetary aid of her father's parents until she is able to become financially dependent, considering herself nothing more than a leech until that day.
However, this hectic lifestyle was recently interrupted by a sudden invitation into the New Dejima program. It would appear that neither side of the family referred her, nor had Hirukawa even heard of the program before the invitation arrived. Regardless of how representatives of NDK discovered her, the opportunity seemed too good to pass up; the savings alone were temptation enough. Still, it took a great deal of fervent persuasion from both her father and relatives to accept the proposal. The idea of leaving her incompetent father alone did not sit very well with her, but eventually the walls she'd built up began to cave and hesitance made way for acceptance.
Even at Nedekouttou Hirukawa tries to maintain a strict schedule, hastily eating breakfast and brushing her teeth, preparing her lunch, rushing to the school gym early in the morning, showering, then heading off to classes for the rest of the day. On those days where she doesn't have any Student Council business or work to attend to, she can usually be found hidden away in the library or running laps around the track.
Though Hirukawa has attracted some male (and female) admirers over the years, each one was rejected in turn. Her beauty seems to be the only thing that attracts others to her, for she is otherwise not particularly popular or social. Perhaps a particularly persistent man (or woman) could break through the shell she has erected around herself, but until now nobody has worked up the nerve to attempt it.Persona:Bhelen:
An oft forgotten figure of Slavonic mythology, Bhelen is a lesser demon of the earth that once sought to dominate the entire world. He only managed to gain control over a few insignificant villages filled with weak and superstitious men and women before the Lord of the lands he was intruding upon sent a sizable force to stop him. Though the demon possessed great physical strength and a mastery of lightning-based spells, his movements were far too slow and amateurish to put his deadly skills to good use, and he was summarily defeated and cast down in a pool of his own blood. The demon cursed the mortal men that had defeated him, claiming that he would sleep for a thousand years, and that when he awakened his body would have transformed into that of a God's. Bhelen fled from the site of his humiliation and returned to the depths of his mountain home, falling into a deep slumber. Just as the demon foretold, it is said that should he ever return from the realm of dreams, his size and power will have increased ten-fold, and he will rend the very world asunder with his vengeance.Appearance (Pictured Above):
Bhelen reeks of ancient days and sun-starved soil, and of the moldering tombs deep beneath the hills of the world. So long has he slumbered that his skin has petrified, cracked, and flaked like the bark of a rotting tree. He is more a slumbering corpse than a living entity, joints aching from disuse and tied in place with dusty bandages. Yet even after so many long centuries of hibernation his ceremonial patterns retain their vibrancy, crimson drops of swirling blood of a malignant and long forgotten origin.Personality:
Bhelen is the sleeping God, and true to his name he walks through the mortal world trapped in illusions of his own design. His four eyes remain sealed shut even now, shunning the realm of man in favor of surreal dreamscapes. As such, his movements are slow and ponderous ones, hands reaching hesitantly out into the unknown to grasp at his surroundings. When he speaks it is with a deliberate, hollow intonation, like one calling through a heavy fog. The arrogance of his younger days is all but gone now, replaced with a sort of nonsensical wisdom.