FURINA !

she / he — twenty years , demigirl afab .. asexual lesbian ıllı fontainian native☆ bipolar﹒npd﹒did
partially blind & anemic !

PERSONALITY !

" case closed—this is how your 'justice' ends. "

furina is one who uses absurdity and eccentricity as a shield—protecting her from the woes of her despairing & inevitable fate. the hydro archon doesn't mind this facade .. no matter how fictitious it may be. all her hope—all her grief, it is gawked at, then compressed, then sealed away. some might find this to be an excruciating way to live, however, this is how it must be, and she finds comfort within the deceit—for the day that the mask falls is the day of her demise.standing at the forefront of the opera epiclese, the ever-young furina relishes in the clapping of hands and stomping of shoes against creaky wood floors. the praise .. the amusement—the everlasting joy of the crowd is the spectacle that the hydro archon yearns for. with her sword in her right hand and gavel in left, she projects her voice to every corner of the opera, so long as she will never be perceived as meek.being adored—looked up to—revered .. that is the part furina plays. the everlasting archon, one who's divine form surpasses humanity and it's materialist ideals. though, below the presumed shallow waters is a much deeper trench .. furina, the human.outside of the opera, she solemnly weeps into her pillow, allowing the contents of her locked heart run free. she is solemn and humble, speaking gently and holding herself with elegance .. she is perfectly human.

RP SAMPLE !

As she wandered, basking in the solitude of her thoughts, a presence stirred in the shadows. A feline silhouette, sleek and sinuous, emerged from the veil of darkness, its emerald gaze aglow with curiosity. A stray, perhaps, abandoned by its owner after a show.Without hesitation, the feline ventured forth, and Furina extended her delicate hand, a gesture of tentative affection. The cat's silken fur brushed against her fingertips in a gentle caress, tail lazily drooping from side to side. It wasn't particularly uncommon for animals to hang around the opera—particularly rodents. If the comforting interior didn't draw them in, the sickeningly sweet smell of cakes and desserts of the like surely did.The hour was late .. not even the masquerades hosted by Fontaine's upper class extended to this time. Even Furina herself—though all-powerful—was drifting off to sleep in her chair. Her mellifluous voice was silent, with the only sound being the purrs from the feline, as well as the movement of guardes in the far distance.a hushed exchange .. no need for drama or opulence.in such communication, only mutual trust.

OTHER !

ships : pref towards furilumi and furilou, will not do neuvifuri.

appearance hcs : 5'1 , skin is #EEE0E5 — furina prefers to dress in whites, blues, and gold w/ eccentric and bold accessories. her hair is short in the front, with a long tail-like lock in the back .. similar to a jellyfish.

hcs: dramatic & impulsive—furina is quick to jump to conclusions, and often assumes the worst in scenarios.- almost completely blind in her left eye, and she has learned to live with it.- she has a large collection of dolls—both new and old—that she has collected over the decades. though she keeps them pristine on a high shelf , some have started to inevitably deteriorate ..- adores nature. spends hours outside, simply being with it. there are always flowers in her spaces, with gentle flowing water in bowls and fountains.- she's exhausted—constantly. in fact, she prefers to keep things chaotic as they are so she doesn't nod off while carrying out duties.( made by @velines )