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𝓣𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻: 🕊 ]

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻: 🕊

𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: Mentions of death

𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭: 04/04/21

𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭: 06/04/21

𝓗𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓼:   #ATemplate

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𝓞𝓒 𝓕𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓶: Ferry from Granblue fantasy

𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓮 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰: -insert yt link to themesong-

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Sometimes i like to sing, dance, just be myself. I love being the person I am, no matter how tricky it gets. But there’s always one thing that I can’t be.. and it breaks my heart. I can’t be who I’m meant to be. I knew from the start that I wasn’t going to find guys as attractive as the other girls. I explained this, but they just wouldn’t listen. I couldn’t lie about love.. that’s wrong. So I didn’t. I just denied my feelings, pushed them away to a private, secluded part of myself. And it worked. I fit in, I laughed along with everyone else.

But there’s always that one time that we all slip up, you know? And I did slip up, I kissed her, even though she was straight. I hate myself for it, and after that I knew that denying my feelings would eventually cause them to , cause myself to give up on my desire to be with them, feel their skin against mine in as many ways as possible. Just an embrace was all I needed. Nothing intimate, of course, but just... our hands touching. Or a small brushing of our wrists. That was all I needed.

Denial isn’t a forced thing anymore. Whenever I get those feelings, I always instantly think, no, you can’t do that. She’s not going to return those feelings back. And I sink into despair once more. My feelings are getting easier to move on, but I worry that when I find that someone, will I ever give up? Will I ever give in, let them pursue their romantic path? Or will I try to pull them away from everyone else, wanting all their attention to be on me? I can’t trust myself with my feelings anymore.

I manage now, I say I’m attracted to guys and just haven’t found my match. But, I know that this can’t last forever. Because a pretty girl will show up, and my heart will break. All the prettiest girls aren’t going to like me, and so I can just gaze at them from afar, living with my head high in the clouds. There are a few benefits from leaving my head so high. The best one is, is that I don’t get affected when they throw thunder, or lightning.

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𝔑𝔞𝔪𝔢:

✎ Enya Trinity Bathildis

𝔑𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔐𝔢𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤:

✎ Enya; The name Enya is a girl's name of Irish origin meaning "fire". This phonetic Anglicization of the Irish name Eithne was made familiar by the single-named Irish singer and composer. St. Eithne was the daughter of a king and an early Irish convert to Christianity.

✎ Trinity; The name Trinity is a girl's name of Latin origin meaning "triad".

✎ Bathildis; This name derives from the Old High German name “Balthild”, composed of two elements: “*balðraz” (power, strength, brave one, bold, able-bodied) plus “*hildiz” (battle, fight). In turn the name means “one who is brave and skillful in combat”.

𝔑𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢/𝔰:

✎ Enya has no nicknames, but finds herself longing for some.

𝔄𝔤𝔢:

✎ Enya is 19 years old, yet she looks rather young.

𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯:

✎ Enya’s gender and sex is female, meaning that she can reproduce if that is her desire. She goes by the pronouns she/her.

𝔒𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

✎ Enya is, in fact, asexual. This means she does not have sexual attraction. Her romantic orientation is homoromantic, meaning she likes the same gender. Yet she lives in denial of her feelings, so she may as well be heteroromantic.

ℜ𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰:

✎Enya is currently single, and will continue to be until she finds someone.

𝔖𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔰:

✎ Enya is a Human hybrid, meaning she inherits traits from both races.

𝔏𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔤𝔢:

✎ Enya knows English, Paddoh, and a little bit of French.

𝔅𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔥𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔢:

✎ Enya was born on the 24th of February.

ℨ𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔠 𝔖𝔦𝔤𝔫:

✎Pisces :pisces: ; Pisces, a water sign, is the last constellation of the zodiac. It's symbolized by two fish swimming in opposite directions, representing the constant division of Pisces's attention between fantasy and reality. As the final sign, Pisces has absorbed every lesson — the joys and the pains, the hopes and the fears — learned by all of the other signs. This makes these fish the most psychic, empathetic, and comionate creatures of the astrological wheel. With such immense sensitivity, Pisces can easily become swallowed by emotions and must to stay grounded in the material realm (appropriately, Pisces rules the feet). Pisces is ruled by Neptune, the celestial body that governs creativity and dreams, and these ethereal fish adore exploring their boundless imaginations. In its more nefarious form, however, Neptune also oversees illusion and escapism. Neptunian energy is like the energy of the ocean: magical, mysterious, and often scary. When the fog is thick on the water, the horizon is obstructed and there is no differentiation between the sea and the sky.

𝔒𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

✎ Enya finds herself looking for a job. She’d love to be a dancer, though.

𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔥:

✎ She’s decently wealthy.

𝔏𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

✎ Enya currently is looking for her cousin, Eloise, as she had set out a year or two ago to find her.

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ℌ𝔞𝔦𝔯:

✎ Enya’s hair is a pale blue hue, which is actually natural, not dyed. It goes down to above her thighs.

𝔈𝔶𝔢𝔰:

✎ She has yellow eyes, with long eyelashes. They tend to be open a lot, or blinking slowly, as she’s sometimes got her head up in the clouds.

𝔖𝔨𝔦𝔫:

✎ Enya has pale skin, and her skin is rather smooth, as she doesn’t get into conflict. Her skin seems to glow in the sun, almost bright white.

𝔖𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔰:

✎ She has no scars. Enya doesn’t want any scars because they stick, and they drag along memories. That’s for her, anyway.

𝔗𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔰:

✎ No tattoos find their way onto Enya’s body. She doesn’t want one yet, and probably want one soon.

ℌ𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱:

✎ Enya is 5'4", she doesn’t know if she’s short or high for her age, but she likes her height.

𝔚𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱:

✎ She’d rather not share her weight, being quite self conscious.

𝔅𝔬𝔡𝔶:

✎ Her body is an hourglass shape, actually pretty curvy. She has muscles, too, though, but sometimes they’re hidden by what she wears, or fat she builds up and forgets to burn off.

ℭ𝔩𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤:

✎ Enya loves dresses and leather boots. Often she’ll wear dresses with the collar sewn together around her neck, and not an inch of fabric until it reaches her rear. The boots she wears usually make their way halfway up her thighs, and have golden patterns on them

𝔓𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰:

✎ Enya has one piercing, on her left ear.

𝔄𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰:

✎ She often wears frilled gloves, yet they have no magical purpose.

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𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

Honest / Hesitant / Comionate

✎ Overall, Enya is a sweetheart. She’s selfless and honest, she’ll wait however long she needs to for her friends to recover. She is full of comion, and is very empathetic. She can be quite motherly, and can be painfully stubborn when she needs to. She’s self-sacrificing, putting others before herself even when she shouldn’t.

She’s one to bottle up her feelings, for sure. She’s empathetic, too, and will let anyone vent their feelings or frustration out to her, and she’ll try her best to help. She’s extremely soft hearted, trying so hard to help other people that she often forgets about her needs. Enya is an Angel, really, but she has her bad spots, like everyone. She’s excessively romantic, and can be one to have her head in the clouds thinking about some cliché while the real world is off in the distance. She’s rather prone to fantasy, as well, and often can’t if she dreamt something or if it actually happened. She can be a people pleaser, too, and feels extremely guilty if someone else is upset, often blaming herself. Enya’s a bit too soft, though, which can cause emotional troubles, which is something she’s constantly trying to get better at.

𝔊𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔰:

✎ Honest

✎ Hesitant

✎ Comionate

✎ Empathetic

✎ Selfless

✎ Soft-hearted

✎ Loyal

𝔅𝔞𝔡 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔰:

✎ Self-Sacrificing

✎ Stubborn

✎ Tender

✎ Self-conscious

✎ Sometimes Impulsive

𝔏𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔰:

✎ Rain

✎ Animals in general(apart from geese)

✎ Soft breezes

✎ Stars

✎ Books

𝔇𝔦𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢𝔰:

✎ Cruelty in any form.

✎ Sharp objects(she has a fear she’ll accidentally cut herself)

✎ Geese

✎ Bright lights

✎ Failing at anything.

𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔖𝔭𝔬𝔱𝔰:

✎ Big fluffy blankets - She’s always had a soft spot for fluffy things, loving to snuggle up against them. Enya’s rather shy about having a soft spot for fluffy blankets because she’s often teased about being a child by the people who have found out.

✎ Girls - In general, Enya is a lot sweeter towards girls than towards guys, but that’s only because of her romantic orientation. She doesn’t do this on purpose, it’s just how she is.

𝔓𝔢𝔱 𝔓𝔢𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔰:

✎ Controlling people

✎ Scraping metal against glass

✎ Loud noises

✎ Abuse of powers

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✎ Enya’s overall health is well. She has few problems with her mental health, and basically no problems with her physical health.

𝔐𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔥:

✎ She’s not mentally ill, she just thinks bad of herself from time to time, which she is gradually getting better at not doing.

𝔓𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔥:

✎ Her physical health is fine. Her body is athletic, and she’s not that delicate.

𝔇𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰:

✎ She has no deformities.

ℑ𝔫𝔧𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰:

✎ As a child, Enya got many grazes from slipping as she ran from her friends. Other than that, she has cut herself on thorns and been nipped by a goose, but that is all.

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𝔄𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰:

✎ Lie Detection - Werewolves can sense if any is lying or untruthful to them or not. This ability only works on humans and vampires.

✎ Night Vision - Werewolves can see in total darkness, they can see everything in color and clarity when they use night vision their eyes glow.

✎ Empathy - Being that werewolves' senses being so strong, they developed the ability to sense other's emotions through touch. With time this power grows stronger, this is used to sense a person's true intentions and if they are lying or not. At first, this ability can be very annoying and hard to control, sensing everyone's emotions without meaning to.

✎ Immunity to Vampire Venom - Like all werewolves(even hybrids), she's thankfully immune to vampire venom to both it's paralyzing and pain-producing properties.

𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔭𝔬𝔫𝔰:

✎ Enya has ownership over one weapon. She calls it Eriguard. It’s a long whip, probably 3-5 metres in length, made from rope, with a crystal spike at the end. This whip has been enchanted with durability and can burn victims if she swings it hard enough. Enya only uses this when she absolutely has to, and will not abuse the power that the whip has given her.

✎ She also carried around a small sword with a small gem in the handle. It’s not enchanted, as she probably will only use it for catching her own food and cutting things.

𝔄𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔯:

✎ Enya doesn’t wear armour, she finds it’s too bulky to move around in. If she were to wear armour, it’d be made of silver most likely.

𝔉𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔖𝔱𝔶𝔩𝔢:

✎ Long range, yet she can still fight close range if it need be.

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𝔐𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯:

𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰: Deceased

✎ Enya’s mother died when she was a youngling, and she doesn’t her name. The two had a good relationship, and Enya loved her dearly. But now Enya is in pain whenever she tries to her long gone mother.

𝔉𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯:

𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰: Unknown

✎ Her father was the only parent she had for most of her life. Enya sometimes has glimpses of her old life while he was alive, but she tries to forget him and move on.

ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔫/𝔰:

𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔰: Alive

✎ Enya once had two cousins, but now she only has one. Enya’s remaining cousin is Eloise, and she loves her cousin dearly, despite how long the two of them have been apart. Eloise and Enya were rather close, knowing the pain of being hybrids.

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ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔡𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡:

✎ Enya grew up in a place where werewolves thrived. She wasn’t a princess like her cousin, she was a noble. But Enya was able to interact with Eloise during their childhood, and she was very happy. Not because she was interacting with a princess, but because she was interacting with someone who knew how she felt. The two of them were very close, and Enya was glad. Shortly into her life, her mother died, leaving her alone with her father. It took her a while to swallow the concept of never being able to see her human mother, but she eventually understood.

When she was nine, a rebellion happened and she had noticed Eloise and her brother had ran away. She was happy for them escaping, and shortly after she was given the task by her father to find them. For a few years Enya trained and trained, eventually showing sings that she was not good at close range combat. She chose Eriguard as her main weapon, along with a small sword in case she’d need to use one. When she was fourteen, Enya set out to find her cousin, eventually finding her way into Rozen’s open arms. She had looked for a rather long time in Rozen, managing to make her own money and saving up for food and the bare essentials as she continued her quest. Two years into this task, she gave up. Enya couldn’t do it, she had failed.

𝔗𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔜𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰:

✎ When she was fourteen, Enya set out to find her cousin, eventually finding her way into Rozen’s open arms. She had looked for a rather long time in Rozen, managing to make her own money and saving up for food and the bare essentials as she continued her quest. Two years into this task, she gave up. Enya couldn’t do it, she had failed. One year later, when Enya had recovered from her previous meltdown about not being able to find her cousin, she set out again; more determined than the time before. She was going to find her cousin, or die trying. That’s what she told herself. Enya looked for another year, and took a week off at the start of the year after that, the year when she was supposed to turn eighteen. During the week, she had heard rumours of a human-werewolf hybrid finding their way into Rozen, and Enya couldn’t help but continue her quest to find Eloise, hoping that all this searching, all this hope, was going to lead her to what she had been looking for, for so long.

ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱:

✎ And Enya was right. She’d found Eloise, but she wasn’t sure if she was to approach her. Enya knew that Eloise probably wouldn’t , but she wanted to try.

this bit is under construction, as it will be roleplayed out :3

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