Name: Amoretta Lilianne Reinard (Ai Ichigo)

School Attending: Lulim/ Le Rim

Age/ Year in School:

15/Fourth Year

~ Appearance ~

Hair Color: Depending on the amount of sunlight she's gotten in the past few days, Amoretta's hair color varies from a pale violet to deeper, darker blue-purple

Hairstyle: Her hair is fairly long, extending well past her waist. Typically, she leaves it undone, but, depending on her mood, or the needs of the situation, she has put it in pigtails, ponytails, braids, or whatever else kind of style she felt like.

Eye Color: Green

Height: A magnificent four feet and five inches.

What kind of clothes does you character wear when she's not in uniform?

Amoretta dresses modestly. This is not because she's concerned with others, but because she does not like showing more skin than absolutely necessary. She wears long-sleeved dresses or gowns when relaxing. Unless she's typing or sketching, or just doing something that needs full freedom of movement with her fingers, she's probably got thin gloves on. Even when stuck in a skirt, she improvises by use of thigh-high stockings and the lengthiest skirts available to her.

What Clubs is you character involved in? None.

Is your character on the Student Council? No.

Please explain your character's personality in 200 words or more:

Amoretta is a somewhat chaotic mixture of quirks and traits due to her unique situation. On the surface, the girl seems to be a quiet and studious individual. She could even be interpreted as shy and socially inept. Neither observation would be entirely wrong. But the truth of the matter is a tad bit more severe than that. She is socially inept and shy. She's never had much of a reason to speak with others that were not directly related to her. More than that, she has a horrible tendency to verbally abuse others, typically in regards to intelligence. She knows it's bad, but it's reflexive- basically a defense mechanism by this point.

In reality, she does not trust people. Even in her family, the primary person she has any degree of faith in is her mother. Her father and her brother had both managed to fail her, as have strangers and colleagues in other educational institutions. She's distrusting of others, even if she doesn't admit it, and, because of that, she's equally afraid of people, often assuming the worst of their intentions. This is a mixture of both pessimism and misanthropy. She distances herself from others, using silence as a means to create a rift, and using a sarcastic and acidic choice of words to drive away the ones that try to drag her out of her shell. It leaves her feeling lonely, of course, but loneliness doesn't weigh nearly as much as the fear of being betrayed or hurt by others- not to her, at least.

Going further into her interior, though, two sides to her. One side, innocent, is actually very selfless. This is the girl that was carefully reared by her mother- prim, proper, respectful. She was to be the ideal maiden at the cost of her core values. When she was younger, that course of action was fine- Amoretta had no qualms with following the plans of her mother. Mother knows best, right? The strict guidance eventually ceased, though, so these positive traits, while present, are smothered by her defense mechanisms. Only those she trusts would be able to see the gently smiling angel with a heart of gold.

The other side of her that's kept just as deep as her kindness is her morbid, immoral side. It's the unstable part of her, a combination bad experiences and a lack of confidants. She delights in the misfortune of others. It makes her feel a little more at peace with herself- twisted, as it may be. The thought that others suffer, just like her, gives her the solace that the world is, in fact, a terrible, but equal place.

At the present, she's actually a bit relaxed. Despite being in an alien place, surrounded by strangers that are just as likely to stab her as they are to give her directions, the shift of culture and location is fairly refreshing.

What does you character think of the Etoile position as a whole?

A mixture of school politics and a popularity contest. Amoretta honestly had to stop herself from shaking her head after getting the general gist of the position and the relationship that was typically shared between the candidates. It was drastically different from anything back in England, or even in Germany. She did decide that she wanted nothing to do with it, however. Ultimately, even in a school, politics were ultimately the game of people that sat in the shadows. Secret agendas, vendettas, and the whole package were all just there, waiting to be revealed. The Etoile positions, election, and all the commotion leading up to that point was no different.

What it all boils down to is that Amoretta wants nothing to do with the position or the people filling them. Getting involved would draw attention to herself, and, given the nature of politics, attention is never a good thing.

Does your character want to be an Etoile someday? No.

What does your character think of Sado Kagami and Kitsuki Sha, the current etoiles?

The fact that the two are Etoile, alone, is enough reason for Amoretta to avoid them. While she hears nothing but praise for the two of them, the key point is that those two are at the top of the food chain as far as the students go. Getting involved with either poses a risk of being targeted, and she has no doubt that there would be a girl or two among the student body that would willingly be used as a tool to uproot problematic individuals. On the other hand, the fact that they have labels mirroring their relationship makes her question just how serious the position- and the student body- are.

. . . that said, Sado's size would be enough to keep Amoretta away, regardless of personality or whether or not the titan was one half of the Etoile combo.

More specifically, Sado strikes her as being fake. The princely attitude reminds Amoretta of her brother's personality prior to his breakdown, while her flirtiness and open relationship automatically drops her into Amoretta's "untrustworthy" classification. With Kitsuki, there's a number of other variables. Her squeaking and crying resembles a small animal in Amoretta's mind. While she will admit that Kitsuki seems slightly more trustworthy than the average person- mainly because she seems like a giant child- she's not entirely sure about how much of that is genuine and how much is an act. Because of that, while exposure to the squeaky angel might be tolerable, Amoretta would make no effort to approach and engage her.

What does your character think of the other schools?

Amoretta joined the school that fitted her purposes the most. Lulim was laid back and relaxed. Their uniforms were the most “normal” compared to the typical Japanese school uniform. If it was not for her personality, she actually would have considered putting herself in some of the clubs, as a majority of her free time revolves around art, computers, and books.

In regards to the other two schools, though, Amoretta has problems with them separately as well as together. By itself, Miator is more regal and refined. It reminded her too much of her day-to-day life at home before things went sour. More than that, the students there dress like dolls- and that's nightmarish to Amoretta, after dealing with her father. Spica, on the other hand, is more oriented towards physical contact and accomplishments. She came to Astraea Hill to relax, not to be constantly ranked and compared to her peers. She was confident in her own abilities, and that was all that mattered. She also had no interest in the sports they offered- she's not exactly physically capable, after all. Finally, the fact that Miator and Spica are rivals was the finally wedge that drove Amoretta away. She has no interest in competitions or rivalry- Lulim seemed to be the neutral ground, which seemed best for her.

~History~

Please write in 100 words or more your character's history before she came to Lulim.

History before Astraea Hill:

Amoretta was the second child to a high-born couple. The pair was happy that they managed to get a daughter after six years of trying. Amoretta was a weak girl, though. She had a weak immune system, and, less seriously, a very low blood pressure. Neither was too bad during her childhood, though they did impact the girl's strength. If everything stayed like that, then it could have been like a fairy tale- a proper ending in which a princess could find her shining knight. Thing is, reality is never quite so idyllic.

Trouble came in the form of genetics, not once, but twice. Her father had always been the odd sort. He was the only child of a family that had once been in the aristocracy of England some hundred or two years back. This meant that he received plenty of attention, and that his freedom was limited just enough that his curiosity could not get the better of him. This changed after becoming a father of a daughter. See, Amoretta was fragile and being raised as a prim and proper girl. This struck the father as beautiful. Her weakness was pretty. Adding refinement to the picture made his daughter no different than a beautiful glass sculpture- a wonder to look at, but a danger to touch. He wanted to immortalize that beauty- to protect it.

When the majority of the servants were gone, and the mother was busy with something-or-other, father decided he would tell Amoretta of his plans. He thought she would understand. She was the one who should have understood the most! But for a girl that had not even hit the age of ten yet, the idea of being turned into a doll- and that was the less graphic summarization of what he told her- was nothing short of nightmare fuel. She ran, and he chased. The end result sent her falling from the third floor. Her fall was broken by the railing of the second floor- but the impact damaged her spinal cord near the waist. The father was not so lucky- having dived after Amoretta, he missed his chance to grab for support and fell straight to the first floor.

Amoretta did not feel ashamed or guilty after the event. She understood that the adults were saying he suffered from psychosis, but it meant nothing to her. She just felt scared and uncertain of who to trust. The damage to her spinal cord was not extreme- it would not deteriorate into becoming paralyzed from the waist down. It did, however, prevent her from becoming overly active. The damage could have been fixed, but Amoretta steadfastly refused. She did not like doctors all too much, and after what her father had said to her, the thought of being put under was enough to send even her low blood pressure sky-rocketing.

Her older brother stepped in at that point. He provided the comfort that their mother could not present so readily. She became clingy, and even a little dependent. But that was what awakened her brother. The unfortunate thing about psychosis was that it tended to be genetic. Case positive here. Amoretta was nearly eleven. The brother was already seventeen. It was just another normal day for Amoretta at that point, but not so for the brother. The psychosis their father had had so perfectly passed down, from father to son. The father wanted to turn her into a doll. The boy, however, was very much an opposite. The father's psychosis had proven to be a twisted form of love. The boy read her clinginess not as dependence or reliance, but as the traits of a whore. No one in their right mind would have thought that- she wasn't even eleven yet, after all. But the boy was far from being fully sane.

He tried to “enlighten” her. He hit her. Then he tried to rape her. He decided he would steer her away from “the immoral path” with his own hands. He, unlike his father, did not have the tact to wait until most of the servants were gone. He did not get very far. He did, however, get far enough to break her trust in men in general. She became progressively introverted at that point. She trusted her mother. She would at least talk to the female servants when needed. Mother decided to send her away- not to get her out of the way, but to get her out of the house. To put her in a place that had not had a number of unfortunate events. They had family in Germany, so putting her in an all-girls school there had seemed like a good idea at the time.

How wrong they were.

By a stroke of coincidence, Amoretta was placed in a class that took a multi-level approach to education. This meant that girls of various grades shared the same learning space. What happened was just a playful prank. If it were anyone else, nothing would have happened. If Amoretta's past had been different, nothing would have happened. But circumstances stacked upon themselves. A group of older girls had been playing truth or dare. One was dared to kiss the forehead of an underclassman. It was chance that Amoretta was the one chosen. How she responded, however, was not chance. When she felt lips on her forehead, she relapsed to moments with her brother. Something in her snapped. Though what followed next was a blur to her, she did nearly skewer the bottom of the girl's mouth with a pencil. With adrenaline in her veins, it took three upperclassmen to subdue her despite the fact that she was smaller, inherently weaker, and also somewhat crippled due to her spinal issue.

It was not long after that she returned home. She retreated to her room, typically only responding to her mother at that point. It was then that computers, games, books, and art became integrally tied to her existence. She hated the world. She hated most of its contents. But computers gave her the means of gaming. Games presented new worlds to her, as did books, in which she could put herself in the place of the hero. She did not have to feel weak anymore- she could be strong. She could be a hero or a monster if she chose. Art allowed her to project her mind to paper, giving her another method of escapism. Though there was only three and a half years between then and the present, she became extremely knowledgeable with computers, skilled with games, and her artistic skills were nothing to cough at, either. She was intelligent- she was raised with being perfection in mind, after all- but her mother had let the girl take her education at her own pace. It was during this time that her eyesight deteriorated to the point of needing glasses, as well as the time that she developed photo-sensitivity and insomnia.

After turning fifteen, Amoretta was told she was going to be sent to Japan for a bit. A friend of her mother, a psychologist, resided there, and mentioned that there was a chance that Amoretta could have psychosis as well. The mother wanted to deny it, but she did acknowledge that the girl had plenty of things on her mind. She could not pry and get her daughter to speak her mind. She was worried about going to far- about reopening the wounds. For that reason, Amoretta had no confidant, and her psychological wounds had become infected. The damage was pretty much done by that point, but her mother considered the psychologist reliable.

Unexpectedly, the change of scenery, this time, did make the girl feel more at ease with herself. While her discussions with the psychologist never got too far, it was decided that they should attempt to have her interact with others her age again. This led to Amoretta being enrolled at Astraea hill.

Fourth Year:

Fifth Year:

Sixth Year:

Sample Post:

It was Sunday, and that meant that classes were out. It had been something-in-the-afternoon whenever Amoretta had stepped out of the dorm. She never went outside without a purpose. That remained true here, as the only reason she did step out was to sketch while the weather was tolerable. At the present, the unhealthily pale girl was seated at a bench facing one of the many buildings on the campus. She had found the spot a while ago. It suited her purposes nicely for the time being, but she had decided even before she sat down that the spot would not serve this purpose twice.

Amoretta had been sitting still for several minutes. Her breathing had gone exceedingly faint. Her shoulders rose every now and then, the only sign to those afar that the girl was, in fact, alive. She wore a two-piece set. The first was a simple short-sleeved sundress with light-purple and white stripes alternating from side to side. The second was a dull pink coat that, while left open, did cover her arms. In fact, the sleeves on the coat were so long that they normally dangled by a few inches. Both were rolled up, however. In her left hand was a sketching pencil, held in a three-way pinch by her thumb, index, and middle finger. The tip was just barely off of a sheet in the sketchbook held in her right hand. To her side was a pair of leather gloves, and atop her head was a puffy cap of similar color and make to her coat- though it was there to keep the light from getting into her eyes.

At the edges, the sketch she had been working on really did match the wall of the building. As it drew closer to the center, though, it the wall began to wear away. It was not a building she was sketching, but ruins. Parts near the center looked as though the wall had crumbled away, either by neglect or abuse. Closer to the front of the sketch was what appeared to be a blade stuck in the ground. Around it were tiny figures- which, upon closer inspection, could have been determined to be fairies. The picture, as a whole, was decidedly well within the vein of fantasy, which matched the girl's recent gaming focus.

And then sound came from somewhere nearby. The girl's eyes shot open, pale emerald orbs surrounded by red- bloodshot. Her pulse picked up for a moment as her mind picked up where it left off. She had managed to fall asleep, she realized. That explained why her eyes burned more than they had earlier. She stiffened up a little, just up to the point that her waist began to hurt, then relaxed, drawing in a breath and maintaining it before finally sighing. Someone was approaching. That much was obvious. She could not run away, even if she put her all into the effort. And if she tried to stand and walk away, it would be suspicious. Instead, she closed her sketchbook, cutting off one of the possible reasons for conversation, and hid the sketching pencil in the spine of the book, slipping her gloves back on and sitting back. She just needed to act calm. Calm and casual. With luck, whoever was approaching would just continue on their merry way.

. . . wait. That was with luck. Outside of games, Amoretta's luck was dreadfully poor.

How did you find our website?

Sado's player linked me.

I also apologize if it seems too dark. I was assured that dark things were welcome here, though.

Hmmm dark stuff is fine, the only problem I saw here was in the "what do you think of Sado and Kitsuki" you weren't specific. You mentioned them as etoiles, but not as separate people. You did mention Sado's height, but gave no personal opinion of Kitsuki. Sado is prince like, and Kitsuki is small, meek, innocent to a fault and deaf. It has recently come out in rumor around the school that the two are not a couple. Instead, Sado loves a Spican teacher, Kitsuki loves Sado-and doesn't know that Sado doesn't love her "that way" and there's a third person, an infamous and well known dark figure from Spica, Shoka Donomoto, who loves Kitsuki- but has no hope to be with her yet because of Kitsuki's blind feelings for Sado.

All that drama just means the two aren't a couple-and its a really big deal to the students since etoiles usually are a couple. The fact that Sado is in love with a teacher and not her partner is also a big deal. And it's also a big deal that Shoka-who is very well known as a desirable sexual predator on campus actually has feelings for someone for once.

Anyway I just want to know what she thinks specifically of Sado and Kitsuki in particular-not because they are etoiles, but who they are/ what she thinks of their traits. Kituski being deaf and completely innocent/oblivious to the way real life works and Sado trying her hardest to be noble and helpful and not hurt anyone when things keep going wrong no thanks to Shoka always trying to ruin her life/reputation.

Ahh I talk to much. xD Just expand that section and be more specific and then you're as good as in! :3 ANd you don't have to expand it based on the info I have given you here, feel free to read their profiles by clicking their avatars on the right side of the page and give her opinion of them without knowing any of the current drama surrounding them, as your character will get a copy of the gossip letter after you are accepted. :3

I added the specific information to that field. I'm glad she didn't seem too dark, though. I've gotten used to darker settings lately.