Announcements: Initiative: Promoting Forum Roleplay » Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas » Empty Skies » Does Mind Affect the World? » I have an announcement. » Iskjerne Ballad by dealing_with_it » Viking Music / Norse Songs - Germanic Paganism » Capitalism » Panspermia: a Case for Cordyceps » The Ethics on owning a Housepet » I just really had to share this plot idea. » Materialism » Satire & Comedy » Platonic numbers » No complaints (a little bit of rappin) » Any multi-player roleplay videogamers here? »

Players Wanted: OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! » Long term partner to play an older male wanted » DEAD! » Looking for new RP Buddy(s)! » Sands of Oblivion » Looking for Role Players to join an active universe » Looking for Empire of Cendalia Players » Seeking Roleplayers for The Isekai Wonderland Project » Hadean The Brave - Fresh Blood » Just a trophy of status - long term, story focus! » Kingdom come looking for roleplayers » The Last Dragon! » Roleplay Return for 1 x 1 » Players wanted for a science fiction adventure. » Players needed for Fantasy Romance reboot » One(1) male & Two(2) Female Roles OPEN <3 » Talmora: Kingdom of magic » Looking For A New Partner »

0
followers
follow

Qudella Naru

The hardworking girl | 2nd Year

0 · 285 views · located in Japan | Tokyo

a character in “Curtain up and Act!”, originally authored by Erstwhile, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

⌊▝▝▝▝▝▝▝▝ ◊ › ▐ 〈〈 Qudella 〉〉 • NARU ▅▅⌉

▴▾▴▾▴▾ THΣ • HARD WORKER ↙↙↙↙

Image


▍||◗ GENERAL INFORMATION °

    NICKNAME
      ↘↘ Ella or Naru- Naru or even Del-chan
    GENDER
      ↘↘ Female
    AGE
      ↘↘ 17 years old
    SEXUALITY
      ↘↘ Straight
    RELATIONSHIP STATUS
      ↘↘ Single
    FACE CLAIM
      ↘↘ Kasane Teto

▍||◗ APPEARANCE DETAILS °

    Qudella Naru, already reached her 17th year on earth but still... small. It appears, that she hasn't grown since the time she was in forth class. Now, standing 4'9 ft, she has a childlike body which impression is also supported by her big, curious, calamondin eyes. Her bright semblance might have a hidden healing power, let anybody who feel unfortunate suddenly think otherwise - only seeing her cheerful being and dazzling smile. Everything else aside her wide smile are small; her mouth, which lips are pale but soft and her retroussé nose - everything let her appear more cute child than a beautiful woman. She however, isn't that satisfied with that situation, so she tried random methods from misleading internet sites, which brought her to sports. She actually trained. It was because of her hatred to drinking milk that she even began with this process of making her look like a woman. A dream that she is still leading up until now. Cheers to her naivete! Anyway, as you might already have guessed, she did not grow as much as she anticipated.

    Now coming to her small body, which is trained to endure quite much burden than one might reckon, is not exactly flat. She does have some development in her upper curves, but not enough to let it have a big impression to someone. First, you won't notice it, but there is something and that's nice, isn't it? Well, you have to note that everything is builded on her childish expression and charisma. Probably as well her preference of simple clothing, not as tight and sexy as a grown up woman. When her cheerful expression changes, it won't appear as a sad little kid. And even less a sulking one. She has the ability to change manifestation 180 degrees, showing potentional lines for her future mature appearance. Her facial expression would if that occur probably feel out of place, but fact is, it does not. Actually, it even feels natural and captivating at the same time. It was a talent of hers, a talent of a real actress.

▍||◗ THE HEART °

          ⌈ LIKES/ LOVES/ DESIRES/ FANCYS ♥
          ☑ Fish
          ☑ Orange Juice
          ☑ Changing her voice to surprise people
          ☑ Her Teddy Bear
          ☑ To act out a character which she did not own
          ⌈ DISLIKES/ HATES/ DETESTS/ FEARS ☠
          ☒ Loud screaming music
          ☒ Rough surfaces
          ☒ Milk
          ☒ Conflictions
          ☒ To be left alone in the darkness

    PERSONALITY!
    She is odd and weird. Well, until here, no surprise. Additionally, she is chidish for a 17 years old. Also no surprise having seen her appearance. You might say that every first glance impression fits her well: childish, cheerful, full energy, has a weakness to cute things and is friendly. Everything is right - but you wouldn't know just how friendly and full of energy she is. This bundle of energy often is being spotted in helping others here and there; works a lot and is even proud of being used. Yes, you read right. She is indeed being used. Her nice gesture to everyone caused that all depended on her more than she might able to hold. Due to her inability to say "no", she just accepted it though. Tried to be useful to those who asked and always finished her duties to the best she was able to. Hence, some people she called friends were mostly fake ones who only wanted to pick that adventage of letting her do all the work. Surprising is though, that she knew. Della was not a fully idiot, although she is weird.

    Yes, she is weird. Yes, she is being used. And yes, she is unable to reject when someone asked for help. However, she was not dumb. For a wonder, she is even sharp in grasping ones intentions. Although she might seem so innocent harmless, there is a beast inside her heart, which ocassionally rested on her tongue to let it express itself for her - a way to express with sharp and keen words without letting go of her sweet, sweet side, that let her appear quite pestilent. Something that let those people keep a save distance with her. No, that's not really her real self - her real self is probably her being friendly and nice - where her naughty side probably swings within that. However, it was a side of her that had to exist along side her good nature - because no human has only good sides, isn't that right?

▍||◗ WHAT, MY LIFE? °

FAMILY!
Father - Alive - Unmarried - One random business man
Mother - Alive - Unmarried - One tough cookie


    HISTORY

▍||◗ OTHER THINGS °

    ◊ She has a quite strange love to cats and vegetables.
    ◊ Dislikes to be called 'child'.
    ◊ Is surprisingly a good cook.
    ◊ She goes anywhere with her teddy, even to school. In fact, he owned a name. Broccoli.

« Why do I often change my voice? No. It's not really because I want to scare people - I just like it! Johnny Depp also did it, so why shouldn't I? Although I have to admit that it is funny how people react! »

So begins...

Qudella Naru's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kenya Liliah Character Portrait: Rima Trinity Character Portrait: Shouji Hiruka Character Portrait: Yuzuki Morita Character Portrait: Cam Melwoke Character Portrait: Mayriss Errains
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Creativity Boost at School!
Foreplay: Trial exercise



Image





↷ Miss Meli

She'd been walking up to the school and think, that day. No, she did not own any car - such sheet of metal that could roll all around without anyone’s control - honestly; it'd been frightening only to think of getting into such things. No, Miss Meli preferred to walk, elegant and without any fear of crashing into the next best tree. It was a balmy autumn day, not something that she'd been hoping for, but that did not really matter right now. A smile hushed on her face, only thinking of all the members of her new found theatre club: marvellous, just marvellous. She was really looking forward to going to school that day - even if it would have rained, she'd stupidly walk through it without noticing because of her thoughts flying somewhere else. It’s a place of countless ideas flying in one endless sky; Ideas that were meant only for her lovely club. It was definitely the time to announce one of it. One trial run to get down some information about their actually skills - well, in other words, observation (additional threatening) material. It was only fair to let a teacher know about their abilities right? Not like it was a crime which she'd been doing all the time. No, definitely not.

She is an awesome teacher after all, second best at school after her boyfriend.

She arrived at the school, still grinning alone like a freak as she entered the yard. In the olden days, everything seem to cause such pressure on her - yes, who might believe that the confident Miss Meli had such times! - But now, all the trees, all the different kinds of students and everything else surround her work place were her opportunity. An opportunity she saw in her future - something she believed only she - Miss Meli - is able to do. Now, this school was her proud, though it would sound silly if you take a look on that normal Japanese school in a normal district in Tokyo. Yeah, well. What you call normal there is the right now - looking to the history, it's not really normal, but abnormal. Though that is something you have to find out yourself. Anyway, as Miss Meli entered the school, every good student should already be in their classes. That's why she waited. She knew that not every student in her club might already be at school, so she waited for them to finally announce the trial she'd in mind.

Waited... and failed.

She was just too impatient to wait, even if that meant some couple of seconds. She needed to say it right now. Right now. Or everything will go to waste - whatever that everything may be she is getting at. Well, she just wanted to find an excuse to do it right now, get it? She was a mature woman after all, everything has to be reasonable!

It was 8 o'clock as she grabbed the microphone and clicked the on button. Crackles were heard through the speakers from every class room and gentle wind - then, suddenly, as everyone’s attention were caught by the upcoming announcement, as every classroom decided to shut their mouth to listen to the announcer, Miss Meli shouted. Shouted so loud, that it might cause some of people’s ears still ringing afterwards.

"ANNOUNCEMENT to all members of the theatre club! I - Miss Meli - order you to come to the old building once the clock hits 9 o'clock! I want every one of you to come, or you insist on having me go for the extreme! You hear! You have to come! Oh, and Ryo? You know what? I love you~!"

With that, the announcement ended abruptly and the tingling voice disappeared. However, the grin on Miss Meli’s face did not fade yet.





1st Years (Everyone in the same classroom) -> Homeroom Teacher: Miss Meli
• Mayriss Errans
• Shouji Hiruka
• Rima Trinity
• Kenya Liliah
• Tembelle Yuu P.
• Yuzuki Morita

2nd Years (Everyone in the same classroom) -> Homeroom Teacher: Taitaijou- Sensei
• Cameo Melwoke
• Weston Triva
• Seraph Zephania
• Yamada Taiki
• Qudella Naru
• Kei Himura

:IMPORTANT NOTICE:
All of you do not necessarily know who else is in the theatre club except Yamada Taiki, the Student Council President of course! Only realise after everyone goes to the same destination would be, in my opinion, more of the fun!

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kenya Liliah Character Portrait: Rima Trinity Character Portrait: Shouji Hiruka Character Portrait: Yuzuki Morita Character Portrait: Cam Melwoke Character Portrait: Mayriss Errains
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

↷ Tembelle Yuu P.

Yuu woke up early that morning, and walked to the little garden in front of her grandfather’s house and started to collect the brown turned leaves, which soon enough formed two small mountains of those who had fallen. It was then when her grandfather lurked behind the slide door of the traditional Japanese house and greeted her with his usual smile. “Good morning, my daughter,”

It happened more often now that he’d mistake her for her deceased mother, but she did not mind. Although that dazzling smile may, or may not meant for her, she was still happy to receive a familiar gesture. Being again, in her kimono, she elegantly bowed. “I also wish you the best morning, grandfather,” Afterwards, it was time for her to prepare breakfast. Her grandfather was not able to care for himself any longer, so she assisted him the best she could. Never had she saw that as a burden – in fact, she loved to be any of use for him – for the one who’d cared for her after being told off by her own father. For her, he was the only one she could go back to – even after he’d completely forget about her.

Punctually, his caretaker came for him, so that she’d enough time to prepare for school. Everything was already there on the table, ready for her to grab, even in a nice order. Something she already arranged last night. Putting on every piece of her school uniform bit by bit, not rushed so it’d fit perfectly, she took her bag and bow out politely as she went for school. Her way there was not long; nevertheless, she took her time. Breathing in the fresh morning air, she’d faintly smile while relishing the morning silence – where the hectic were still far back. This was probably the main reason for her to go into school so early.

8 o’clock
As the bell rang, she’d already been on her seat, waiting for the lesson to begin. Every material needed for the lesson already was on her table – she was prepared for the lesson to start. Although then, even before the teacher could enter the classroom, a crackling sound from the speaker had shut every talking mouth in her class – as suddenly the loud voice attacked her ears, made her quickly press her palms on her ears to protect them from the tingling sound. Even then, the voice was still heard clearly, and she grasped the message. The old school building was a building not far from the new building which is no longer being used. A building that stood empty. Something caused her Goosebumps. She could only wonder about what they’ll do there exactly.


↷ Qudella Naru

Driiiiing.

Driiiing.

Driiing.


“Ugh… please, not moa….” One skilful swing with her hand, the buzzer flew down and crushed into pieces, which finally made that petite seventeen years old girl to awake from her wonderful dreams, which caused some drool hanging out of her mouth. No, she definitely was not a morning person, how hard she might try to wake up early – in the end; she always slept through the night peacefully, through all the seven hours. It was needed to retain her energies which she used all day long after all. Nevertheless, the result for her long slumber is always the same…

“Oh crap, I am late!,” Quickly jumping off the bed after realising the time, she went for the kitchen while still wearing her night clothes (of course, with teddy bears motives on it) and arranged her bento (lunchbox) and grabbed a plain bread as then she finally realised her lacking something: Her uniform! “Ùhh… I can’t swear, I can’t swear, I can’t swear!“, she repeated a couple of time as she ran upstairs, always taking two steps as she stumbled upon her own mess. Then, she couldn’t help but sizzle: “Damnit!” As she took the initiative to use her anger for an energy boost, taking her uniform and hectically put it on.

Then, slipped into her rollers, she closed every door and finally went for school. “Don’t be closed, don’t be closed, don’t be closed,” Like a mantra, she reiterated her hope – which didn’t go to waste. The guard was there, but there was still a space. A space for her to slip through. And she managed it. “I AM IN, AHAHAHAHAHA!,” She shouted like an idiot while posing in a (kinda) cool pose as the security guard chased her into the classroom.

8 o’clock
Still in the hallways, she heard that terrific announcement, and felt nothing but excitement. Not being near any speaker, the voice of Miss Meli speaking was not as loud as it is heard in a classroom. A wide smile is showed on her small round face as she opened the class door loudly and went for her homeroom teacher, Ryosuke Taitaijou Sensei. “Sorry for the late – eh, sorry for being late! And morning! Isn’t it a lovely morning?,” She chirped while not feeling any guilt at all.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Yamada Taiki Character Portrait: Miss Meli Character Portrait: Qudella Naru Character Portrait: Tembelle Yuu P. Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Yamada Taiki

Yamada awoke to the sound of his alarm beeping at 5:00 A.M. Quietly, he slipped on a plain black Tai-Chi uniform and made his way to the the dojo. One good thing about having parents that had more money than they knew what to do with was the fact that he could make requests for buildings like this for Christmas. In fact, his mother was rather pleased when he asked and insisted on remodeling the entire Château. His mother had a knack for using French words, but she was not far off in describing their home thus. Their home was certainly the size of a manor house meant for nobility or gentry in French-speaking regions. Really, it was an amalgram of different styles: English, French, Italian, Russian, American, Korean, Japanese, and Chinese. Personally, Yamada felt their home or Château possessed all style and no substance. He was grateful that his dojo remained simple. Traditionally Japanese, but simple.

After a couple hours of practicing the movements of Tai-Chi, Yamada felt relaxed. His muscles were loosened and his mind was possessed of an inner calm. He made his way to the kitchen, not surprised to find a number of people passed out in various places: on couches or on chairs, at the cocktail bar, and even on the floor. A few, he was certain,had probably made theri way to the guest rooms. For a moment, he missed his father's penthouse in New York City. His father did not socialize nearly as much as his mother and rarely invited more than a few guests over to his home. It was neatly ordered and lacked the passed out form of the occasional middle-aged guest, futilely trying to keep up with the next generation.

That morning, he asked the chef to cook him a simple breakfast of pastries, fruit, and gyokuro tea. He ate slowly, savoring the taste of his meal and thanked the chef before heading for school.

He chose to walk to school that day, as was his habit. It was still early and quiet, but a couple students stopped him and joined him. He said nothing as a bespectacled boy his age joined him along with a girl who, by the looks of it, had dyed her hair a bright blonde. He said nothing. He himself dyed his own hair.

"Good morning, Yamada-kun!" she exclaimed, drowning out the other boy's greeting. Yamada nodded at them.

"Akira-san. Hiro-san," he greeted politely with a polite smile, "How are you today?"

"Like, totally awesome. I got a new idea for a new event. You know, the school doesn't ever celebrate Summer holidays, with Summer vacation and all. I was thinking we push those missed holidays together into a "Summer Remembrance" week," she told him brightly. Hiro frowned at her.

"You just want to turn it in a whole week of nothing but American Independence Day," Hiro told her. Yamada suppressed a sigh. Just as in America, you got people who were obsessed with Japanese culture, you got people in Japan who were obsessed with American culture. The previous summer, when he was visiting his dad, Yamada had invited both of them with them in the hopes of curing Akira of her obsession. It only deepened it.

"I know! Don't you remember the fireworks and the neat costumes and the music! Oh, and the food. And the carnival and ball in Bristol... Oh, and the clowns were hilarious and..."

"We don't have the money in the budget for all that, Akira-chan. Tell her, Yamada-kun," Hiro pleaded. For a moment, he had been distracted. He watched Tembelle Yuu from across the street, distinct in one of her kimonos. Suddenly, he wished he had been walking with her.

"Yamada-kun!" Akira practically shouted, tearing Hiro's eyes from the girl. He sighed.

"Akira-san, Hiro-san is Treasurer for a reason. It's his job to save money," he told her. Before she opened her mouth to complain, however, Hiro continued, "Hiro-san, you know Akira-san will not quit on this. Maybe you can give her something."

"Aww... That's sweet, Yamada-kun..."

The two continued to argue, but Hiro paid no attention to either Akira's exclamations nor her flirtations nor the pained look on Hiro's face when he noticed. Honestly, the two could be quite tiresome. Hiro, not so much, but he was never far away from Akira, who made enough trouble for the both of them. Still, they were at least tolerable.

8:00
Yamada sat at his desk reading a book. Hiro and Akira weren't too far away from him when he heard Miss Meli's incessant shouting. He almost rethought his plan, but he didn't. He wanted to know more about Tembelle Yuu and he wasn't going to get to know her better without seeing more of her. He looked up to see another person enter class, Qudella Naru. He shook his head.

"It would seem that you were held up by Meli-sensei, weren't you Qudella-san?" he asked, subtly giving her a way out of a potential detention.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cam Melwoke Character Portrait: Seraph Zephania Character Portrait: Ryosuke Taitaijou Character Portrait: Weston Triva Character Portrait: Yamada Taiki Character Portrait: Miss Meli
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Damioa
Ryo didn't like arriving to the school early. It was more of something he was programmed to do. there was a number of reasons he had to arrive early but the number one reason he hated most of all was catching up on work he missed while dealing with a certain someone. Heh, who was he kidding? He would've skipped all the work in the world to do anything with that person. Still, since he was an adult, work had to be done. He sat still dabbling through the numerous numbers of papers on his desk. the last couple of test seemed to have too many trick questions for the students. He prefered his test to be hard but not too hard. No one recieved an F but only a few student got A's. He bit his thumb in excitement. It was only the begginning of the year but he was feeling the natural joys of being able to teach students new things and with this test he saw that he could easilly teach students his very own formulas for equations or shortcutts if you will. Either way, they'll still learn it and they'll have a one up on other students.

It wasn't long until his students started coming and he stated taking role. Each student seemed to be on time except a few, but he decided to call their names last. He was enjoying having at least some none delinquent students but he couldn't blame the ones that did skip. Afterall, he himself use to skip school as a child. So as per usual he called their names last and everyone who he saw first. They had a few extra minutes thanks to Miss Meli's annoucement. His face frowned and the only sound in the classroom after that was the sound of him slapping his palm against his forehead.

You shouldn't act like you rule the school, or openly say you love people on the announcements.

That's what he thought to himself, but right after he sent her a text message saying, "I love you too."

Just then, another disterbance came in as Qudella Naru seemed to ninja herself into class just to yell, “I AM IN, AHAHAHAHAHA!,”.
He glared down at her and she just passively said, “Sorry for the late – eh, sorry for being late! And morning! Isn’t it a lovely morning?"

"Yes it is," He replied, "Now take your seat before I mark you absent for the day. Hojo!!!"
"Yes sensei." His least favorite student stood up.
"Seeing as I have to punish someone for being late and you want to be the first one here everyday, take this hallpass and get the hell out my class!!!"
"Yes Papa.... I- I mean Sensei." The boy nervously said while leaving his room.
"And stop calling me Papa. I'm not you father!!!!."

This kid had to be the person he hated most in the universe. It was because of him that Ryo Taitaijou was known as Papa-sensei. A nickname he despised. He never really liked fathers and much prefered not to be called one himself. Turning to the class he then said, "Well you heard the announcement. Now that role call is over, I suggest you not be late." Afterwards he left the class and headed for the old school building. Yes, he too was part of the Drama club. Not as a club member. Not as overseeer. well on paper he was. But, as a slave. Yes that was his off paper title. Slave to the crazy woman who ran the whole thing. Miss Meli.