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Post by Hotarubi Yonaka on Jul 6, 2015 2:48:25 GMT
| Mirai Unmei | and as written I am the scapegoat ripe for the coming culling... | 天籟 Tenrai || female || bi-sexual || legal squad three || sixteen || eighteen |
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PERSONALITY
Mirai's personality borders fanatical. She can easily become enamored in whatever captures her eye and fixate upon that sole thing till another comes to replace it. An emotional spark plug, she wears her intent clearly upon her face so it goes without saying she's terrible at lying and at hiding her feelings. So naturally she simply expresses how she feels without worry or of others thoughts. If she's sad she cries, if shes happy Mirai is a bundle of energy and so forth. Selfless, Mirai is the type of girl who puts others well before herself, seeking their well being and happiness as a priority. She can be most compared to a big sister type; however her childish demeanor is what diminishes her sisterly qualities. Mirai susceptible to mood swings, panic and anxiety attacks when she becomes flustered or overwhelmed.
Mirai enjoys sweets, singing, reading, blogging, amusement parks and playing with animals. She enjoys the outdoors and adores anything pink and cute. Contrary to Mirai's temperament&she is by no means weak or timid. At times Mirai can be a calculating woman of extraordinary cunning, she acts with caution and perceptiveness. This faucet of her personality developed during her time in Seretei under tutelage from Kira while she was still freshly awaken from her deep slumber . Associating with high moral values, Mirai is very forthcoming of her regard and respect for rules. She& believes in justice so much so her sense of right and wrong is nonexistent. Meaning whatever is justice is correct. Mirai is extremely loyal and devotes herself fully to her cause. Mirai is prone to pulling faces when worried, easily annoyed by some sounds, and has a penchant for eating ice cream when its cold out.
Courteous: Often
Risk-Taking: Sometimes
Ambitious: Never
Curious: Sometimes
Self-Controlled: Sometimes
Nurturing: Typically
Trusting: Usually
Honest: Occasionally
Loyal: Extremely
Affectionate: Often
Romantic: Typically
Flirty: Never
Sympathetic: Occasionally
Altruistic: Occasionally
Optimistic: Typically
Observant: Occasionally
Logical: Occasionally
Social: Fairly shy
Emotions: Very unstable
HISTORY
"I was born of this world and yet I never truly opened my eyes, until I departed to the next..."
The beginning of and Idea
It was a warm summer night, the sky abandoned by the stars and the moon. From the twenty third floor echoes of an infants cry rang out. A mother holding her newborn and a father at her side, both sincerely happy as they doted on their newborn baby girl."Hey dear what should we name her?" The loving husband asked whilst gingerly supporting the baby's head. The mother looked down at her child, a smile pressed upon her lips as she slowly rocked the girl . "Unmei..." She whispered it as if it were a frail treasure that if touched wronged could shatter. "Unmei... because she's our precious future... " The mother repeated once more as she began to humm softly.
"That was how I got my name and my future"
Nurturing of a Thought
Growing up was relatively easy for the girl. Her life was filled with many wonderful memories and experiences that helped shaped her into a very warm, bright child. Unmei's mother was a performer, a singer, so naturally she wanted to take after her mother who's voice she loved to hear. She'd mimic her at times while they made lunch or dinner. The girl's father was a novelist. He especially adored mystery and intrigue. Though sometimes the plot twists went unnoticed by her young eyes she still liked to immerse herself within her fathers tales. Might as she try she could never get her dad to write a fantasy tale, so her next bet would be to write her own. Her parents professions definitely left an visible impression upon their child as she matured.
Unmei loved things like fairies, fae, dragons, vibrant world painted with touches of deep lore and sleeping princesses. Much of early childhood was spent in her room writing tales of such and generally being stuck under her parents nurturing wings. However, as she grew she'd spend more and more time away from her parents eyes, focusing on the supernatural that she could see. When no one was around she generally spoke to the spirits whether they be drowned children who still wanted to play or salary men who'd got hit at the intersection and simply wanted to chat. There were nights she could not sleep, the sounds of monsters she could barely see shrieked in the not too far distance. She was very much detached from the world of the living during these days, but she never truly forgot where it was she belonged.
Awarness of Self Purpose
Moving past her childhood Mirai had matured into an adolescent and pretty much forgot about her past. Moreso she simply ignored the spirits now, thinking it was a fimant of her imagination. She did more girl things now like hang out with friends and shop or drink at a hip coffee shop although she hated coffee. Though she still wrote and occasionally sang she lacked the connection with her parents she used to have. Not that she disliked her parents she was just a simple young female trying to enjoy her youth; however, it would be naught. One night they were on the road, coming back to town from her mothers performance. The car was filled with the usual banter with Mirai checking her phone occasionally when the car suddenly went tumbling in the air.
They crashed into the guardrail, the sound of the car being clawed at still haunts her till this day. She remembers the event faintly, but she can recall the monstrous form she beheld from her pinned position below. How it carried away her mom and dad. The sound of their flesh tearing and the horrifyingly sick cries from her parents. Mirai fainted, resigned to her horrid fate, but instead she awoke to warriors clad in black. They told her of the latent powers she possessed and that her parents were unfortunately deceased. She sobbed for so long, until the sun set and a strange looking man approached her and wry smile upon his visage. He told her of why she was brought here and how they wanted her to become part of an experiment that would allow her to prevent such tragedy from befalling anyone else.
Still ridden with grief Mirai declined, but because of the interest of this particular individual when she was suppose to be returned she instead awoke within a pod where here life would be altered forever. Mirai didn't know exactly what it was they were trying to create or gain from this but she remembers banging against the glass until her body grew heavy and her mind wavered. Time passed. Two years to be exact, she awoke groggily stumbling to her feet she was congratulated for surviving the experiment. It was then that she was told her purpose, upset that she lost two years of her life the sudden realization of her parents death shocked her as if it had just happened yesterday. It took her awhile to come to grips with her new future, one that lacked the loving embrace of her parents, but she endured.
Mirai believed in fate and that this must have been her destiny all along. She immersed herself within her new found powers, and into her new goal of exterminating all hollow. With no immediate family and her previous life now over she could start fresh. She visited the human world once during her training, it was on the eve of their death that she went to the grave site. Not only to pay respect to her folk, but to say goodbye completely to her old self who laid buried along side her mother and father. She became lost in her studies and practice, devouring all her time into honing her skills. After another two years she had been fitted into squad 3 where her skills would be most useful. She was offered a new identity, but she opted to keep her old name and relocated to Karakura town resolved to carry out her mission.
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