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Misaki Haruno


0 · 547 views · located in Rural Japan, 1960

a character in “My Neighbor Totoro: Good and Evil”, as played by xLevesquex


Misaki Haruno
|| 18 years || Female || No Occupation at the Moment || Pansexual ||


Eye Color:
Most of the time, it is dark purple. When she cries or has been crying, light purple.

Hair Color:
Light purple

Body Type:
Curvy; an hourglass figure

Skin Tone:
Very pale, looks frail.

Height & Weight:
126lbs. & 5' 6"


Choice of Clothing:


About Me
Personality Traits:
|| Shy || Anti-Social || Easily embarrassed || Artistic || Musical || Polite || Oblivious || Gullible || Secretive || Self-Critical || Timid || Curious || Clumsy || Forgetful ||

โ™ฅ Singing
โ™ฅ Painting
โ™ฅ Animal
โ™ฅ Mysteries
โ™ฅ Tea

โœ– Being cold
โœ– Other worrying about her
โœ– Her shyness
โœ– Violence
โœ– Being clumsy

Artistic ~ Misaki has great artistic abilities. She's been doing all kinds of art since she was younger. It's her dream to become an artist.

Accepting ~ Misaki is very accepting of others, because she knows what it's like to be an outcast. No matter what kind of person you are, she'll be accepting. Just don't get offended if she doesn't speak to you very much.

Cooking ~ Although Misaki was sheltered from doing things that "a nanny could be doing" her whole life from her father, she always found the time to cook. She loves it so much and she's actually pretty good at it. Now, if only she wasn't so clumsy, she might not burn things...

Lack in Self-Confidence ~ Misaki has little to no self-confidence. She's always looking up to everyone else and doesn't believe in her abilities to do anything.

Clumsiness ~ Misaki is incredibly clumsy, she's like that stupid character in those horror movies that trips while running away from an axe murderer in the woods. Except, she trips basically everyday and not while running away from psycho killers.

Forgetful ~ Misaki is very forgetful, and this often makes her a little hard to rely on. Sure, she's trustworthy and all, but it doesn't mean you can exactly count on her to remember something, even if it's important.

Clumsiness ~ She could really hurt herself or others by accident with this.
Anti-Social ~ Sure, being anti-social isn't that horrible, but it's almost like Misaki is scared of outsiders sometimes, and that's never good.
Curiousness ~ Though it may not seem like a bad thing, sometimes if gets her in situations she'd rather not be in.

My Dream:
My dream is to one day become a great artist and I also hope that I recover from my terminal illness.

My Story

Misaki was born to a somewhat wealthy family, but it's not like she lived in a mansion or anything. It was pretty much just a really big house with one nanny that was always around. Well, the nanny didn't start coming around until Misaki was 5. That was when her mother died of a terminal illness. Misaki's family was happy. They all had faith that Kaede would recover, because of how healthy she was. A few months before her death, she collapsed and had to stay at a hospital. Misaki was too young to understand what was going on, but still had faith that her mother would recover. Her father didn't seem to think that way though. He started working a lot, meaning that Misaki and Juri were getting less and less attention in the remaining months that their mother had to live. Still, Misaki was acting as happy and outgoing as ever, even with her father gone. Misaki was the black sheep of her family on her mother's side for that reason. Many women in the family had this terminal illness, but most of them ended up recovering. Most of them. They wondered how Misaki could be so happy all the time, with her family falling apart.

Where I was born:
Tokyo, Japan.


Kaede Haruno ~ Mother ~ Deceased
Kyon Haruno ~ Father ~ Alive
Juri Haruno ~ Brother ~ Alive

Kiyomi Hayashi ~ Best Friend ~ Alive
Sora Wakahisa ~ Best Friend ~ Alive



Romantic Interest:

So begins...

Misaki Haruno's Story

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Misaki Haruno

Misaki's eyes slowly opened before she closed them shut again. Why was it so bright in there? She sat up, rubbing her eyes before stretching her arms out and yawning. Misaki shared a room with her two best friends, Sora and Kiyomi. Misaki's tired self didn't bother checking if her two friends were still lying down beside her. She got off of her futon and stretched out her whole body. Sometimes, Misaki missed sleeping on a bed but to be perfectly honest, she enjoyed these futons better. Only the rich people had beds in this time, so it was common for them to be sleeping on futons. In the other room, her brother and her brother's friend also shared a room. She was told that there was recently a wall inserted in the one large room, which split it in two. Misaki remembered that today their neighbors were taking them to a harvest festival. They wouldn't arrive at her house until around noon, which gave her time to do whatever she wanted. They had actually just moved in yesterday morning and they spent all of yesterday unpacking the big things, so there were still boxes to be unpacked. Misaki walked in the hallway and realized why it was so bright. The door had been left open all night. That also explained the chilliness.

Misaki dressed herself in light blue overall shorts with a white button up blouse underneath. She pulled her long purple hair back into a low bun for today and used a white bandana to pull her bangs back, wrapping around her whole head. Misaki pulled out her beige combat boots and set them by the door, for when they were going to leave. Misaki made her way into the small kitchen they had and also opened the back door, letting in the fresh air into the musty kitchen. She pulled out some pots, cooking utensils and plates and began making breakfast.

Misaki put the plates of breakfast down on the table. She didn't want to make too much, since there would probably be more to eat at the Harvest Festival. She was so excited, although she'd have to socialize... that was one thing that bothered her. She served a large bowl of rice, a pile of tamagoyaki and another medium sized bowl for the miso soup for the 5 members of the household.
Breakfast is ready!
Misaki didn't call out too loud, she was afraid she'd wake anyone that was still sleeping up. She kneeled down on a pillow at the kotatsu table and pulled her chopsticks apart, then began eating.

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#, as written by Damioa
Koi woke to the sound of the local stray cat giving its cry's in the morning. It wasn't as if he gave any mind to it. He actually enjoyed waking up early. It made his day a whole lot easier. He got out of his futon and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast. Usually the oldest in the house was the one to make Breakfast but in their families case, he was going to have to do it. He also didn't mind this either. He didn't look it, for the expression on his face rarely changes from its normal bored look, but he was actually pretty excited about today. It's been a while since they moved to the country side and he was getting bored of having no one around his own age, but finally they got new neighbors. They seemed like pretty nice people and he could relate to them because they were all from city life. Honestly he didn't expect country life to be so different. It was so relaxing. So relaxing he could fall asleep all day everyday. Still, it was pretty boring at the same time.

Having finished cooking he went to his older brothers room. He gave a few hard knocks and called, "Nii-san. Come and eat. We gotta take that new family around town today remember?"

He didn't bother waiting for a response he just gave a hard stomp on the floor, one that was probably loud enough to wake him up and went to his little sisters room. He didn't bang on wooding of her door like he did his brother. Instead he opened the door and shook he gently a couple times. "Hey. Wake up. I made food." After that he proceeded to go to the kitchen and start eating.
In a whole other household, Juri was dreaming a most spectacular dream. He had won the Oswald prize for writing, which was the best prize someone could get in the world. Well, the world of books. He was just about to accept his prize and get all the fame in the world when the prize holder suddenly said 'Breakfast.'
He didn't think anything of it at first, but after a few seconds of waiting for his prize his dream became nothing but the foods and smells of foods that would usually be made for breakfast. Eggs, sausage, bread, bacon, cream of wheat. He just knew he had to have it. His eyes shot open and he stood up from his back almost like Dracula. He slithered his way through the halls of his small house and crouched down like a tiger investigating his pray. His sister was already sitting down and he crept up next to her just poking his eyes above the table. Staring intently at her plate and looking around for the rest of the food, he said, "Morning sis. That looks really good." He licked his lips. "Can I have some." He said opening his mouth like a baby bird waiting to be fed. It seemed not to occur at all to him that he could make his own plate. Either that or he just wanted to be fed.