This is Sanyo news! The warmth of summer has just arrived, the odd chill that was spring is now gone! We got some strange news for you rumor mongers though. It seems that there is a cherry blossom tree atop the Bubble. All attempts to have it taken down seem to have failed. For now it still seems to be under investigation.
Appearance Face Claim: touko - pokemon black/white
Addie has face framing dark brown hair, usually swept up in a mostly unkempt pony - a persistent need to keep it out of her face, but lacking the commitment required to cut it all off. Her features are not particularly striking in any way, thought perhaps that’s the dulling that came with her demeanor - rarely an unwarranted smile, more likely a scowl, or a steady look of disinterest. When she smiled (genuinely) it wasn’t so bad though. Her eyes are a vivid blue under the right lighting (also rare, she’s more likely to be skulking about in the evenings, or in shadier areas), just like her mothers. Her frame is mostly petite - malnourished even, though she’s much stronger than she looks. You get like that living on the streets and doing what you gotta do to get by.
Personality Likes: free food, thunderstorms, warm weather Dislikes: capitalism/corporate greed, sewer smell, bean sprouts Hobbies: street magic, drawing, getting wrapped up in shady situations Goals: to live her life freely, to never feel caged again, and to manage to do better, on her own, than just scraping by
History Addie was born to a well off family, initially in the states. As she recalled, her childhood was happy. Probably one of the better ones. Her parents loved each other and they loved her, but they still had a business empire to maintain. Too young to understand what happened next. The business began slipping under - based in agriculture, when things just won't grow, they won’t grow. And when it rains it pours right? Her father took ill, there was little to be done, especially with their business hemorrhaging money. And treatments? Expensive and experimental. Addie was only 10 when they made the move to Japan, seeking some mysterious cure for their ailments.
It worked. For one of the ailments.
At 11 Addie lost her father, and she would say, looking back, her mother too. Just less in a physical way. Meanwhile, their business began flourishing again at their new home. Addie couldn’t know how or why or how much of it… could have been different. Not until much later. Still yet beyond her, actually.
All she knew then was that everything changed here. Her mother changed. She brought in private tutors for Addie, and restricted her movement, at first it only seemed like a little. She was still a child after all, she had little autonomy as it was. But as time went on, her world seemed to shrink smaller and smaller. Occasionally she had something like a nightmare - she never really felt scared… just… uncomfortable. A deep dread she could not quite place. She was alone, but never felt it. The only reason it was worth taking note of was that it was just… the same dream. No pattern, no reason. Came and went. Just followed her at a distance.
By 14, she knew things were not going to get better. Her mother had more or less locked herself away, handed over the reigns of the business to her brother, and they rarely saw one another. The most human contact she had was with her tutors which had dwindled to every other week.
She couldn’t live like this anymore.
Just before her 15th birthday she took off - fled from home, determined to never look back. It had stopped feeling like home, like family, so many years ago at that point. She had been suffocating long enough.
Of course, she was still just a kid, and hell, a shut in at that point. She didn’t know where she was going, how she was going to get there, or what she would do after that point. She actually spent over a week just a little bit lost in the woods, barely surviving on stuff she made her best guess were edible. Couldn’t claim they all were, but nothing had killed her. And yet somehow, the entire time she was out there, she hadn’t felt alone. Which may have been eerie to most, but… it felt weirdly comforting. Like something she had been missing somehow.
It was then she came across an… admittedly spooky cabin in the woods, and met a woman known formally to her as ‘the witch’. She was a bit scary to be truthful, but Addie took to her easily. She was knowledgeable and kind, behind a somewhat stony exterior.
It was then she learned about what lurked in shadow, and the friend she had unknowingly made.
”You’ve seen him,” she said in that tone that never stopped sounding vaguely mystical, ”You just haven’t noticed. Maybe if you help me around here, your vision will grow clearer.” Addie didn’t know what that meant, but she needed somewhere to stay, and here was as good as anywhere. Plus… there was something magical just on the edges of her awareness, something she thought the witch must know more about, something she had just felt but ignored - her situation gave way to little hope prior to now. Anything she could have imagined seemed little more than imagination, but out here…
She was sure there was more that she might be just on the cusp of understanding.
She stayed there for 3 years. It was probably the happiest she had been in almost a decade’s worth of her short life. In those years, she worked hard and she learned. Never in depth, and nothing she was able to put to practice, but there was magic in the world, she just needed more time and practice to harness it. It was towards the end of those three years she was finally able to meet Malakai - the entity that had been following her.
”He may be frightening to see,” the witch had warned, ”But I think you’re ready.” Addie agreed - this was something she had long been curious about, and as it happened, she had seen him, but fleetingly, in the smaller forms he took to blend into the forestry. Whatever the witch did to either enhance her own vision, or pull him into their realm, Addie of course did not know but what she saw somehow did not startle her in the least.
”He is still unable to maintain any form for long before it becomes… a bit monstrous, as you see here,”[/i] He was a nearly pure white...wolf, if she had to guess, but… he was much too large. Like, rideably large (that may have been her first thought ‘cool a wolf creature I could ride’, you know how that is). And his paws… they melted to black and were far more… draconic than dog-like. He also may have had a few too many solid black eyes, but she just thought he was amazing.
She approached without hesitation and raised a hand to his muzzle before the witch could say or do anything to dissuade her, and a thrumming voice leaked into her mind.
You will be in danger soon. Call to me, I will keep you safe.
Addie glanced back at the witch and they exchange a glance, that while wordless, told Addie that she had heard it too.
It wasn’t much after that that such a time came.
Now, edging just past 17, she was forced to leave her forest home. ”You will not be safe here”, she had said, and Addie had argued, if not there, where could she possibly be safe. But this would not be an argument she would win. The witch sent her on her way, but not before she taught her the summon spell, and pulled Malakai forth to form a contract with. Addie still did not have all the information on what was going on, she did not know much more about Malakai beyond their one full introduction, she did not know what specifically he was, but… she knew she’d feel safer with him at her side.
And so, she moved out, promising to get far away and to hold on to all the knowledge she had gained. Both of which she did. She wound up in Sanyo without more than a few yen and her secret imaginary friend no one but she could see with absolutely nowhere to go. She spent the next year and half quite literally living on the streets wherever she could take shelter - usually some capsule hotel, or more lenient internet cafes. She took whatever jobs were open but she never stuck around long and found herself in shady shit from time to time but all that mattered at the time was surviving. Eventually she saved enough up to rent out a garbage apartment, but hey, it was a dream comparing to the slightly-covered alleys she had slept in from time to time.
Equipment brass knuckles (fucking street fighting prowess + fencing/gymnastic shit she learned as a kid)
Name: Malakai [Where he originally received his name, he can not quite recall, but it was what the witch had called him and felt familiar, thus it stuck - Malakai is a Nephilim, most commonly known as the result of a union between angel and human. He is something that was not meant to be, an angelic soul burning and breaking something mortal. More on what inspired this particular interpretation] Arcana: Fool
Resists: ice Weaknesses: piercing
Description Malakai has not know a ‘true’ form for so long, he would not be able to tell you what it was. What he was, originally. The only really distinct features are soft palettes, monochromatic (usually white -> black, but not always), eyes either bright red or pure black (including sclera) and an inability to take any form perfectly. There is always something off - some monstrous quality. Too many of something, not enough of something else. After being contracted he is able to control his shifting more reliably, but he will never be a perfect replica of whatever form he may choose.
While engaged, he typically takes a more humanoid form, skin shifting to black at the ends of his limbs, hands more of a demonoid type - much too large and ending at draconic-like claws (the same deal, more or less at his feet as well). Occasionally he comes with wings and a tail, occasionally he does not. You get it - he’s never really one particular thing.
[face claim above is a very elusive male mid-form dragon kamui (fe:fates), which fits fairly well but is difficult to find consistent art of and is subject to change upon me finding anything that i like better]