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Posted: Wed, 03/04/2024 23:17 (7 Months ago) |
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灵翔文 "Lysander" "The prince"  23 | cismale | he/him | asexual [ Introduction ] Info here; … [ Appearance ] chinese-american; 6'1; lanky and lean With high cheekbones, unblemished skin, and neatly combed hair, there's something ethereal about his appearance. People who see Lysander often remark upon the combination of his cold beauty and stoic expression, icy veil creating something untouchable yet desired. [ Personality ] With a sharp tongue and clever mind, Lysander comes across as an individual more than capable of holding his own even in solitude. Though rather conservative and serious, the agent is by no means stuffy and has a wide vocabulary as his disposal if needed. Not as genteel or extroverted as the other models, Lysander is fairly dry and blunt when it comes to formal interactions, though less so when in public. Lysander is fairly rigid when it comes to taking orders, willing to see it through until the very end. At the same time, Lysander's defense of his fellow models is passionate, fiercely so, and he is even willing to use manipulation if it helps, although this is never out of malice. His personality differs greatly from the other Illusion Studios models. Where they are self-righteous and bold, Lysander has hidden insecurities and possesses a rather sullen demeanor as a result. He doesn't talk to his colleagues much if at all and prefers to bury himself in his work. His dignified posture and stern gaze drive in a rather composed image, which he takes great care in maintaining. Although not openly unfriendly, his colleagues consider him distant and even bitter at times for unexplained reasons. Lysander can be a bit repressed and awkward in speech, even with people he's close with. He hasn't really gotten to live life outside of the organization. Not only can he come off as incredibly sarcastic, but Lysander cannot help appearing callous and judgmental, especially to individuals who love to throw their money and influence around. His cold front masks a deeply confused and self-doubting individual still struggling to sort out his identity and path forward. The Illusion Studio "Prince" has a lot of doubts about who he is meant to be. The fact that out of all the models, he's the one on top of payroll and appearances sets a lot of invisible pressure on his shoulders to succeed. However, Lysander is well aware that this is not his true calling, but one foisted upon him by fate. But what does that make him? [ About: (WRATH) ] "There's an unspoken agreement that Lysander is a hard pill to swallow, even on a good day. Beneath his mirror-smooth facade, he possesses a unforgiving demeanor and a cutting vocabulary." — Illusion Studios' clients ... info [ Additional Info ] Info here; …
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[size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=12][b][i] 𝙻𝚈𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚇𝙸𝙰𝙽𝙶[/i][/b] "𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊" [/size] [size=6][b][i]Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit |[/i][/b][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size][/center] [size=8]words[/size] [center][size=8][### words][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=6][i][b]"A raven's cry is sharp as nettles and bitter as heartbreak. Feathers are as dark as pitch and its cry makes it the ugly duckling of all songbirds. Where it lacks in gentleness and appeal, however, it makes up for in truth and earnestness."[/i][/b][/size] [/center] [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 02/04/2024 15:09 (7 Months ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 18:05 (7 Months ago) |
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DEZERAE LI  25 | female | she/her | demiromantic Voice claim: Qi'ra — (Solo) [ Introduction ] When it comes to new money, Dezerae Li's up and coming fame set the influential tongues to wagging, saccharine melodies pouring in from unknown corners to entrance the senses. Once a prominent figure of the performance industry, Dezerae's debut in Illusion Studios is the last in the list of many prominent venues requesting the Songird's presence. The vixen stalks breezily between the humorless ledgers and adoring crowds, the opulent company of the Regrator and candle-lit evenings spent in the audience of sycophantic fans and political businessmen. Every interaction is both an opportunity and a show, and how Dezerae loves to perform. Unfortunately, to bathe in luxury and comfort takes an insidious toll. Her voice once comparable to silver bells and innocent birds, Dezerae's long career has since led her down a path of tarnished virtues, insidious secrets, and cynical ideals, all concealed from the public. Still, old habits die hard and there are always favors to keep. Embittered by her failing beauty, Dezerae took the Regrator on one final offer; overseeing the progress of Illusion Studios as a way of protecting her mentor's cherished investment. As she plunges headlong into the company's masquerade of illusions and glamour, she's forced to confront the full weight of her sins, as well as an unbridled desire kindling to grasp those she once held dear. [ Appearance ] Despite her prominent rank as Illusion Studios' Director serving under the auspices of Pantalone Regrator, Dezerae is surprisingly modest in appearance. Presenting herself as clean and unblemished, the majority of attention drawn to her features has people noticing the lively glimmer in her golden eyes, her easy and lopsided smile, and russet wavy hair left flowing past her shoulders that frame a fox-like face. Slim in build, she does not dress in expensive or lavish fabrics, and instead indulges in flowing attire that serves more of a functional role than extravagent laces or sequins. Dark boots make a muted thud with each footstep, a firm sound that carries conviction in every step. Dezerae comes in at 5'9 in terms of height, and her face has been obscured by a fox mask during performances and concerts. [ Personality ] "care for a drink, dear?" ENTP-A | Gemini | 3w2– The Enchanter Inherently sociable, Dezerae has learned to turn her winsome disposition into a mask. Her machavellian psyche evolves out of a need to compete for every ounce of attention given. Her skills with conversation and social etiquette have only increased with age, a silver tongue melting walls and warming the senses. She enjoys the art of threading through silken words and polite niceties to reveal intentions and motivations and is patient enough to wait for the right opportunity to strike before pitching in. Well-versed in the dance of smoke and mirrors, Dezerae is guarded. She keeps her own counsel when it comes to private affairs. For someone as suave as her, airy deflections and harmless lies come easily, a beatific smile or a harmless shrug inserted in conversations when the topics swing too close to home. In the practice of retaining her facade, her artful demeanor helps her remain somewhat detached from her actions — monitoring a situation objectively and neutrally for the best outcome. Unfortunately, over the years, Dezerae has become so well-versed in deception that she cannot even be honest with herself. Her artifice and silver tongue are not infallible and when she senses that others are prying too close to the truth, she'll shut down or abruptly redirect the conversation. She believes that to approach a situation rashly and without deliberation is to set yourself up for failure. Everything is a practiced act, from her outfit to the down-to-earth manner in which Dezerae conducts her analyses, inferences, and deductions. Saccharine smiles are all but absent from Dezerae's vocabulary when she gets into the heart of the matter, relying instead on insight and intuition. Politicians and colleagues alike occasionally consider her honesty snide and disrespectful, but she does not dwell on such matters. Whatever she has decided on, she'll carry out to the end and her determination waits on no one. Similarly, Dezerae is rather grounded in her faith and refuses to trust her fate in a superstitious manner. She believes not in the blessing of a bloodline or heritage, but rather in the glory and riches crafted from her own hands. Disillusioned from a youth where the affection she was granted was mostly withheld, she trusts in a world where she crafts her own fate. This discontented manner of thinking drives her mind to consciously seek out that which she desires without waiting for others to beckon her. Dezerae is decidedly her own judge and jury, and will never take the assumptions and beliefs of others for granted unless it benefits her. A listener rather than a talker in conversation, she spends most of her time listening and digesting the words of others before pitching in with insights of her own, seeking to cut incisively and deeply with each word she speaks. And when the tides of favor swing against her, Dezerae prefers to withdraw rather than bluster on with vainglorious heroics; a calculating mind already brewing with cunning comebacks and icy jabs. [ About: (GUILE) ] detachment | unstable self-image | melancholy | emotional neglect | obssessive thoughts A songbird on the stage is a performer first and foremost, and Dezerae lives for the spotlight. Literally. In her trip to stardom, she's learned to keep what happens behind the stage under covers. Seeking to capture the audience at every turn, she creates a new image, a new perception of herself like a new coat. Under the spotlight, the songbird has a taste of perfection — that forbidden fruit that comes with being loved and desired. Easier to smile and laugh than to confess to the loneliness and anguish behind closed doors. Nobody wants a songbird with a song of woe or bitterness, and Dezerae learned the only way to lie was to believe it. Within years, she mastered her performances and her words are as disingenious as her saccharine songs. And few know her, not truly, as she dances a solitary waltz in a ballroom empty. [ Additional Info ] [X] The manager of Illusion Studios eight models, Dezerae works closely with both the top echelon of Illusion Studios' employed and the models themselves to punch out a schedule, one week at a time. Though she's fond of public appearances and social gatherings, Dezerae keeps a low profile in public and avoids garnering attention and press. Much of her tasks involve basic supervision, timekeeping, and the occasional shoulder to cry on. If anyone asks why the Songbird is suddenly so prone to introversion, she merely shrugs and replies that the models are adults and should be responsible for their own devices. Those who are able to read through the lines will find her hidden in the shadows whenever possible, glad to catch a brief break from the invasive pressure of cameras, reporters, and over-enthusiastic fans. [X] Formerly a prolific singer proud of her voice, Dezerae's singing days are long over and bringing it up makes her sigh in chagrin. She even becomes extremely self-conscious when her songs are on Estella's car, even if she is secretly flattered her paramour cherishes her voice so. To most, Dezerae's unusual quirk is chalked up to modesty and the earnest self-deprecation of an artist. Only those who look closer will see the signs of burnout as Dezerae attempts to erase the career she now sees as a glorified fairytale.
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[size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=12][b] 𝐷𝐸𝑍𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐸 𝐿𝐼[/b] "𝑭𝒐𝒙 𝑺𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘" [/size] [size=6][b][i]Twenty Five [25] | Female She/Her | Guile/Deceit |[/i][/b][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size][/center] [size=8]words[/size] [center][size=8][### words][/size] [size=14]────────────────────[/size] [size=6][i][b]"Suddenly I remembered that her eyelids had never quivered, and that her lilies had not dropped a black petal, or shaken from their places and understood that I danced with one who was more or less than human, and who was drinking up my soul as an bat drinks up blood"[/i][/b][/size] [/center] [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 15:35 (7 Months ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 01/04/2024 13:52 (7 Months ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 31/03/2024 00:54 (7 Months ago) |
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DEZERAE LI llusion Studios Character Headcanons Themes... ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, whose signature flower is Foxglove (Digitalis purpurea); symbolizing riddles, insincerity, and medicine. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, whose signature animal is the Red Fox (Vulpes vulpes); symbolizing cunning, intelligence, and adaptability. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, whose signature color is Cognac; symbolizing prestige, maturity, luxury, and sophistication. Appearance... ✧ ---- ) Dezeare who wears her hair in a bun for convenience's sake at work, but when on stage, lets her hair down to flow behind her like a fiery mane. Career... ✧ ---- ) Dezerae who spends most of her work for the Fatui away from her peers, often sending calls, emails or even hand-written letters to update her peers. Her publicity is supposedly an open secret Childhood... ✧ ---- ) Lifestyle... ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, who is not averse to drinking, but dislikes getting drunk. Prefers a fruity cocktail (sweet tooth) or a shot of saké - a form of Japanese rice wine. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae who is loose with jewelry; she won't deck herself in baubles in public because she doesn't want to divert attention for her inherent value. A shining pearl necklace is the main attraction. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae who always uses a fork and knife for her food; a very patient eater, using precise, almost surgical incisions to seperate her food into manageable bites when needed. Almost like a surgeon cutting into flesh... ✧ ---- ) Dezerae's who's main comfort food is hot pot dinner with the models. Everyone brings in what they want, but her personal favorites include tripe, enoki mushroom, and lamb. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, who used to play the piano, guitar and/or clarinet at some point; nowadays she chirps on without an accompiament track but prefers the violin above all. ✧ ---- ) Dezerae, who is a neat freak, but expresses it in the most passive-aggressive way possible. Love... ✧ ---- ) Extremely sensitive to tonal inflections; one of the main ways she can discern how people are feeling when she acts on Pantalone's behalf. Dezerae tends to put up a blasé front when anger inevitably arises, but deep down the empath in her is hurting. Her main coping mechanism involves emotional compartmentalization and mental disassociation. [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 715 |
Posted: Sat, 30/03/2024 02:56 (7 Months ago) |
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but guile is taken by me (my oc)! [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 27/03/2024 19:15 (7 Months ago) |
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thanks for all the great feedback so far on the project. we just can't wait to get it on the road don't read the plot section cuz spoilers haha <3 [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 15/03/2024 22:22 (8 Months ago) |
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DEZERAE LI ILLUSION STUDIOS inspired by
the layout of genshin impact voicelines
— voicelines pt. 1 —  ♤ eng va; gemma chan ♤ chinese va; zhang qi (candace from genshin impact) ♤ french va; cécilia cara (la vaguelette/furina from genshin impact) ♤ jp va; mitsuishi kotono (jade from hsr) Birthday: may 23rd Call sign: Masqué Chanteuse (Masked Singer) "Greetings [...], I'm Dezerae Li - manager of Illusion Studios and 10th of the Fatui Harbingers. If my name is too much of a mouthful, feel free to refer to me as Ray. That's interesting. Barely two seconds into our interaction and I can tell by your expression that you're already on the back-foot. I take it I am not what you expected of a Harbinger. Alas, appearances can dissuade expectations. Perhaps if we spend more time together, we'll clear up those misunderstandings. Or make more, who knows." 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈: 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 .... "You wish to learn more about Illusion Studios? Ah, so you too have heard about our recent vacancy. News gets around pretty fast if everyone's been eyeing up that spot for a while now. You think you got what it takes to stand with us? I'll warn you, we're looking for somebody willing to commit long term... Oh? Well, who am I to deny one so audacious as you? Just keep in mind your contract of employment states the minimum stay is four months." 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈: 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒 .... "Don't tell me I'm too young for gambling. We're not using money after all - if anything, what's at stake is worth more than a few dollars. Let me tempt you with one short game; no one to witness. I may even let you win the first, if you keep your mouth shut." 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐈: 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 .... "I've noticed your fixation upon my looks for some time. I'm curious what drew you in. After all, the object of one's fixation tends to reveal their core values at the same time. I can't wait to find out the reason for this sudden idolatry. And please, you don't need to apologize for staring. It wouldn't be the first time I was the center of attention." 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 .... "While it may be true that I sing for the Fatui almost exclusively now, it doesn't stop other venues from inundating my mailbox with offers. I am a bit wistful, but also relieved. My career as an idol wasn't exactly carefree, but it was certainly enjoyable. Performing in front of thousands of people is stressful! To be frank, my days of stardom are beginning to fade already. There'll be room on the stage for others, and I can't very well juggle my position as a Harbinger with a singing career...Oh you want to hear me sing? Heh, well I don't sing impromptu. Maybe later." 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 "Nothing a roof over our heads won't fix; just make sure to walk under the eaves of buildings when you're outside and you don't have an umbrella. On another note, when you're inside, I find that rain is a good form of white noise. Very soothing indeed." 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 "This storm will be raging on for some time. Presuming you have somewhere to stay, I would take care when driving as the rain will make visibility difficult. Feel free to stay in the office next door to wait it out; I'm going to close any open windows before the rain or the wind ruins everything." 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 "Snow is special for me; the whole world exists temporarily in a transient period as a layer of white settles. It's amazing how a shift in the weather forces the entire world to still, even for a moment. Such cold purity, it transfixes me. That, and snowmen are adorable." 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 "Whenever I'm outside, I like to stay in the shade — the dark color of my hair ensures that the heat of full sunlight is sweltering. But you cannot deny that the world glows under a cloudless sky." 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 "Dear me, if I knew I was having guests I wouldn't have arranged for a meeting right in my study. Papers are everywhere, how embarassing! Pull up a chair, I'll be right with you once this clutter is under control." 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 "Good morning to you as well. Would you like some tea before you set out for today?" 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍 "When the sun is at its peak, the air grows heavy and still. Afternoon is naturally a time of drowsiness and torpor, the latter of which becomes increasingly suffocating as you realize just how much work you have yet to accomplish. In my experience, it's better to focus on that which you have already accomplished, than that which you have yet to achieve. Now, shall we continue?" 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 "As the sun draws beneath the hills and streetlights come alive on the streets, the city unfurls another side of itself, one that is rarely seen. Given that my residence is located several stories up, I'm able to get a crystal clear view of the streets and the skyline. Up any higher, and I may lose track that the street-lights actually mean people. It's also worth nothing NYC has a wonderful nightlife; it's not known as the city that doesn't sleep for nothing. Just be careful when you're enjoying yourself; the streets aren't totally safe down there." 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 "Heading off to sleep? Rest easy then. A good sleep is necessary if you want to perform well tomorrow." 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐈: 𝐉𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐑𝐘 "You don't need to deck yourself out in splendor and expensive trinkets to pronounce your social status. First impressions are important, but don't let an obsession with your appearance blind you to what may lurk under the surface. Weaponizing my identity and perception has been my greatest weapon." 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐈: 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒 "It's true that I go by many names, whether they be professional or casual nicknames labeling my person. In the end, a name is merely a way to pin down my identity. To be frank, no one really knows who I am. I prefer to evoke an image of unpredictability: there's more freedom to be found in that." 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐅𝐎𝐗-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 words [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 12/03/2024 14:00 (8 Months ago) |
 major wip for now Name: Jadeite Venyce Age: 19 Gender/Pronouns: He/him male pronouns Region of Origin: Lumiere City, Kalos Backstory: Personality: Appearance: xxx Starter Pokemon: Bulbasaur, named Peridot or "Per" for short. Other Information: [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 06/03/2024 21:10 (8 Months ago) |
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Posted: Sun, 25/02/2024 02:58 (8 Months ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 05/02/2024 02:33 (9 Months ago) |
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DEZERAE LI llusion Studios Character Gallery ai generated images - sorry if that bothers you Executive Official     Tea Break 
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Posted: Sun, 04/02/2024 01:08 (9 Months ago) |
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Come on people, this is not the time to be biophobic. There are bigger elephants in our great world. We're barely out of Covid-era and in my general not-so-scientifically informed opinion, we should be focusing on keeping ourselves healthy and safe, touching grass, and spreading the love. Before you make an opinion that hurts others for no good reason than your ego and online image, at least do some educated research. Covid showed us the lies of anti-vaxx campaigns so let's end it there. I'm bisexual and I have a boyfriend. It does not mean I am straight or that I do not like girls. End of story. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 22/01/2024 23:16 (10 Months ago) |
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Immortes Character name: Lophorina Gender: Nonbinary Pronouns: They/them Age: 8 years Tribe: Skywing/Rainwing hybrid Outcast or wings of Hope? Outcast Abilities: still debating this part X_X Appearance: Personality: Abilities: Backstory Other: Named after the "superb" bird of paradise, latin name: Lophorina superba. Much like his namesake bird, Lophorina enjoys collecting anything and everything of beauty and shine, mustering up quite the stash. Since his relocation to the dark caves, he's settled for collecting rocks instead of flowers, vines and fruits — placing them in the brightly lit areas of his den to liven up the atmosphere. It's the only sort of frivolous activity that he deems befitting for a dragon of his status. In the wild, birds of paradise spend hours upon hours putting their bright colors and dances to good use to attract a mate, a very time-consuming effort for the male. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 13/01/2024 20:01 (10 Months ago) |
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♥ Character Name | Dezerae Circinus ♥ Aliases | The Songbird | 鸣禽 ♥ Age | 26 ♥ Gender | Female ♥ Pronouns | she/her ♥ Sexuality | Demisexual/Lesbian ♥ Appearance ♥ (x) ♥ Personality ♥ ENTP-A | 4w3 | True Neutral | Libra + insightful, charismatic, driven, light-hearted, punctual - opportunistic, artful, possessive, beguiling, evasive ♥ Sin ♥ ( Guile: Deceit ) CW : emotional self-neglect, gaslighting A songbird on the stage is a performer first and foremost, and Dezerae lives for the spotlight. Literally. In her trip to stardom, she's learned to keep what happens behind the stage under covers. Seeking to capture the audience at every turn, she creates a new image, a new perception of herself like a new coat. Under the spotlight, the songbird has a taste of perfection — that forbidden fruit that comes with being loved and desired. It's an addiction to love itself, the more she devours, the more she wants and gets. Easier to smile and laugh than to confess to the loneliness and anguish behind closed doors. Nobody wants a songbird with a song of woe or bitterness, and Dezerae learned the only way to lie was to believe it. Within years, she mastered her performances and her words are as disingenuous as her saccharine songs. And few know her, not truly, as she dances a solitary waltz in a ballroom empty. ♥ Additional Info ♥ ♥ A managerial agent of Illusion Studios eight models, Dezerae works closely with both the top echelon of Illusion Studios' employed and the models themselves to punch out a schedule, one week at a time. Though she's fond of public appearances and social gatherings, Dezerae keeps a low profile in public and avoids garnering attention and press. Much of her tasks involve basic supervision, timekeeping, and the occasional shoulder to cry on. If anyone asks why the Songbird is suddenly so prone to introversion, she merely shrugs and replies that the models are adults and should be responsible for their own devices. Those who are able to read through the lines will find her hidden in the shadows whenever possible, glad to catch a brief break from the invasive pressure of cameras, reporters, and over-enthusiastic fans. ♥ Can be caught singing, humming, or trilling under her breathe occasionally. Her notes never actually line up with any one tune, and instead just serve as a way to pass the time. 🤍 [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 715 |
Posted: Mon, 20/11/2023 05:25 (1 Year ago) |
 She tapped the table while she pondered what to say back. Ray was more than familiar with the bond between the Regrator and the Doctor, a personalized dynamic with countless years of experience. This was not to say that she found the Doctor's company to be any less forbidding. All of Snezhnaya's ice stuffed into a person, and a tongue more poisonous than a snake's. There was a bond to be found between those of intellectual genius, one Ray could respect as a woman of sweetened tongue. It wasn't as if their cruelties could be measured - one cut people apart with needles and knives, whereas Pantalone could rip someone apart with words and lies. The playful exasperation evident in Pantalone's voice did not go unnoticed by her, and Ray chuckled dryly. As much as the Harbingers tried to keep their distance from their peers to save face and hide their intentions, sometimes intimacy lurked below the ice. "Give the good Doctor my regards as well." Ray said calmly as she made some notes on a piece of paper. She read over the script for the meeting, written in Snezhnayan script. "I'm sure he has his own reason for sending you greetings in his notoriously busy schedule, but maybe you could take a leaf out of his book and get out more." Ray let her playful chide hang in the air expectantly, having long learned that a little bit of emptiness could tease out even the most curt responses. She returned to her room, tipping back the glass of water as she made some last preparations for her visitor. Even the finest of details in practice could mean the difference. Ray noted Pantalone's more reserved speaking pattern with a curious "hm." Though notoriously introverted and confined office, there is a clear difference between privacy...and caution. Curious, was Pantalone worried they would be overheard? Pantalone's use of warm sobriquets elicited a fond laugh from Ray, and perhaps her blush was equally obvious. Dearest Ray... "Yes, I thought as much, Pantalone." Ray chuckled. She turned her head towards the door as if expecting the knob to turn any second. "We're going to have a very entertaining evening, and I do think that this information could serve you well. Comes with the region. I'll fill you in on what you missed when you get here." Ray sat her desk, folding her hands patiently as she listened to the telltale sounds of Pantalone's office activities from the comm. One minute or another the knock would come. [Read more] |
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Immortes OFFLINE Forum Posts: 715 |
Posted: Fri, 17/11/2023 05:05 (1 Year ago) |
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The festivities? Unbearable. The grand doors of the party beckoned her to the deep night beyond, and Ray longed to answer. She bid a polite goodbye and a mild excuse of getting some fresh air before she separated from her little knot of Mondstat nobles, leaving them to chatter and revel among each other. She pointedly ignored their lurid gazes on her figure, telling herself that their desires were merely fatalistic flaws. No one in the Fatui would admit to wanting something unless they knew they could follow up on it. However, the Mondstatians could not agree. Already feeling the telltale beckons of alcohol on her mind, Ray went for a gulp of fresh air and some water before she could start swaying on her step. She would never hear the end of it from Pantalone if he saw her thoroughly intoxicated. The Regrator would only shake his head and give her a lecture about "keeping one's wits about them" and "alcohol swaying the mind." It was a warning every Fatui should heed, and every Harbinger would have it down by heart. No better way to loosen the tongue and fog the mind than a few stiff drinks. As if every man expected Ray to be filled with lustful and passionate urges that weakened her knees and made her body bloom with flame. The notion that any Harbinger would catch her swaying on her damn feet outside of headquarters was appalling. There was no better definition of being "blindsided," and if it was not the threat of a laugh from Pierro and Arlecchino back at dinnertime that kept Ray from drinking her night away, it was the thought that she had lost the person she had been tracking since last week. Sarcastic insults, saccharine smiles, and honeyed pickup lines that could throw a Mondstat man on his back traded for information on tap. Hands wandered lower and suddenly the man was like liquid gold...their eyes glazed over and their breaths hot and panting with lust. A lead to a particular Liyuen representative set to appear tonight at a ball thrown in their favor. To commemorate a union, said the glasses lofted in the trembling air. Easy enough to anticipate a visit when the offer of a "good time" appeared. Maybe in a few hours...maybe in a few minutes, the knock would come. Ray had to make sure she had a clear head before the meeting. Childe was right. Mondstat was softening her, rendering her unaware in its stagnant air. Track first and complain later. Ray drew a glass of water from the sink and threw it back like a shot while she waited for the fog in her mind to finish clearing up. Looking down, she ensured the listening device was still attached to her neckline, far from where a man's wandering hands or kiss would accidentally crush its petite surface. She was drawing another when she pressed a button to open the communication with Pantalone. Static soon gave way to an unmistakable hum, and she said into the expectant silence, letting the sink run over her voice. "Mondstats brings the luxuries with none of the Fatui's raw fire." Ray kept her voice low and respectful as she called to mind the stately older Harbinger, "Even winter nights here are much too warm for my liking, let alone the summer ones we have now. I expect our guest to be here in a few hours...you know how punctual Liyuens are. And you? Surely you've found more excitement with the other Harbingers than just in your office, no?" [Read more] |