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Nelliel Erizawa

Shiawase ka fukou ka wa jibun shidai

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a character in “No Regrets”, originally authored by xKyrie, as played by RolePlayGateway


The Good Girl

Nelliel Erizawa


Fashion Design


Nelliel is of pure Japanese descent andher parents migrated to the States long before she was even born but that doesn't stop her from adapting the Japanese way of living. Since her parents made it a point to speak Japanese daily, she easily became well-versed in the language and at the same time proficient with English. Nelliel is mostly known for her Gothic style fashion sense, she loves dressing up and is usually seen wearing dresses or skirts. She's a hardworking student who likes fashion so much. Nelliel is cheerful and friendly, she can easily befriend other people and wants to make them accommodated in her presence.

She's an only child but her parents made sure not to make her a spoiled brat. Nelliel is greatest weakness and somewhat her charm point, is her curiosity. She mostly gets into trouble because of her knack for sticking her head into others business (in a not irritating way), be it good or bad. If she wanted to know something about a certain topic, she'll do everything she can to learn more about it.

All in all she's a responsible girl who closely listens to her parents and their wishes.

Favorite saying is: Shiawase ka fukou ka wa jibun shidai (Happiness or misfortune depends on you)
"It is my goal to become and die a good person."

Secret Word
'Boop, boop, beedoop.'


So begins...

Nelliel Erizawa's Story

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Nelliel's attire

"Won't be home early mom xo, Nel", After seeing the words Message Sent, Nelliel Erizawa locked her phone and stuffed it in her guitar-shaped bag. The bag was one of her old successful designs. Compared to all the bag she had sewn, it was no doubt her favorite. She liked its design and she already got lots of orders to reproduce it. She had actually been shopping at the mall, looking for new cloths that would be perfect for her new creation when she received Erica's text. Eri (as what she's used to calling her childhood friend) was reminding her of the party invitation in one of her friend's house.

Being the curious person that she is-after all its been a while since she saw Erica, she decided that she might as well attend the party. Her search had been boring and futile, after all she already got a copy of every single cloth the shops in there sells. Thinking that it will be better if she order online, or directly at the manufacturer, she started walking towards the parking area. It would be the first time that she'd attend one of those parties Erica seemed to be fond of. She had heard a lot, whenever they had the chance to meet and reconcile, and from Eri's stories those parties looked interesting.

She then hurriedly entered the first wash room that she saw. Noting the time, she took out her makeup kit and tried to make herself a little presentable. She didn't think she'd have enough time to go home and change. She's also sure her mom will wonder if she sees her at home, so she'd have to put up with her current outfit.
When she was done retouching her makeup, she straightened the imaginary wrinkles on her dress and continued walking to her car. At the rate she's going, she'll surely be late to the party.

Thirty minutes later, she saw finally saw the road that leads to Eri's house. They still live here! Following the emailed directions closely, she then did a U-turn on the corner and found herself in front of a typical rich house. "This is it, Nel!" She thought, gathering her confidence and smiling brightly at no one in particular after she neatly parked her car on one of the vacant spaces.

She got out of her red Porsche and went to the door. Noticing a passed out boy in the ground, Nelliel debated if she should help him or not. He looked really drunk and kinda uncomfortable on the floor. She let out a sigh, when her good conscience took over her, and lightly tapped him on the shoulder. She tried tapping him harder but he didn't react. When she got no response, the red-haired girl decided to pull him up and placed him, with obvious difficulty, slouching near a bush. "There at least you're not sleeping on the sidewalk." Nelliel stated, a small smile present in her face staring at his form.

Looking back at the door, she suddenly felt more anxious than she did moments ago. She took hold of the knob and twisted it open. When she entered the house, the first thing that she noticed was the number of half-drunk or already drunk people. She tried smiling to some of those that looked at her but she still focused on finding her friend. "Erica! Where are you?" She tried to shout over the noisy throng when she didn't find her. She already sent the girl a message prior and Nelliel really hoped she can read it soon.

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Character Portrait: Erica Moretti Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness Character Portrait: Hannah Clark Character Portrait: Maverick Rease Character Portrait: Lewis Evans
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Cordella decide to use the Morelli's back door to make her way towards her friend's party. It has been more than 3 years since she made herself comfortable in her best friend's household. She met her Erica's family during the first week she got along with the girl and hit it off like she was adoptive daughter. And it looked like they didn't mind "adopting" her, they all knew about her vagabond family and were more than happy to take her in during the holidays. In fact, she sometimes spends more time sleeping in Erica's room than her dorm place. It was nice to be fed with home made food rather than suffering the curse of fast food and cafeteria.

She tried to look for her best friend among the throng of college frat boys, cool wanna be's, sluts and familiar faces. She shrugged her shoulder when it seemed next to impossible to detect Erica so she took the liberty of climbing the Moretti's stairs and made her way towards her best friend's room. She intended to leave her satchel bag inside Erica's closet (where some of her stuff also have their own place) but found two canoodling fresh men (most probably freshmen because it was so obvious that they didn't know how to kiss each other without getting sloppy) on her best friend's bed.

"Oh my gosh! Ewwww!!! Get out!!!" The two embarrassed individuals started scampering and hurriedly made their way out and down the stairs. A few upper class men snickered at the two as a few guys tried to get her attention by waving or winking. She rolled her eyes at them and give them the middle finger before entering Erica's room and shutting the door behind her. She walked towards Erica's humongous closet and dumped her bag and cardigan inside. She closed it and stood before the full length mirror. She tried to see if there was anything that looked misplaced in her clothes and admired her chosen outfit for the night. She wore a midrib blue corset top that showed off her flat stomach and a navy inspired skirt paired with a pair of red Lacoste sneakers. She adjusted her clover leaf necklace that her sister gave her before they left for Germany as well as her mother's bracelet on her right arm. She grabbed Erica's gloss and dab some on her lips, the only cosmetic that she'd be needing. There's no way she'd apply mascara or they would start running on her face by the end of the night. Besides she knows she look good enough not to even bother applying any.

She headed towards the room's door when she realized that the noise had started growing louder by the minute- she needs to remind Erica to tame it down a little or the police will come knocking on their door anytime. Elle shut the door behind her again and made her way towards the party. She squeezed her small body towards the other party goers and finally reaching Lewis' drink station. Hannah was already reached him before she did and asked for a drink. "Ahah! Just the person I needed," She beamed at Lewis and winked at Hannah. "I don't mind a drink as well." She toyed with her necklace as she asked for Lewis' specialty. "So Han, looking good! How's it going? Has the two of you seen Erica? That girl is like a chameleon!" She tried to speak louder so the two can hear her beyond the blasting music. Elle moved her gaze towards the crowd in hopes of locating her best friend but failed again. Her attention was then shifted to an Asian looking girl who called for Erica. Her left eyebrow rose as she wondered who this girl could be.

She grabbed someone else's drink and didn't bother waiting for Lewis and spoke, "I'll be back for that one." She addressed Lewis and walked across the room without caring whether the first year got offended when she stole his beer cup. But the whole time she kept her eye on the Asian girl. There was something she didn't like about the girl. Call her selfish but she preferred keeping her best friend to herself.

Elle took sip from her stolen beer and bounced her head to the beat of the music when she bumped into someone. It was one of her friends, Mini who was busy chatting with a few guys. "Oh hey Min! Wow you are one hot bombshell tonight," She gave the girl a kiss on the cheek and tried to speak closer to her friends ear, somehow the people by the sound system thought of blasting a louder beat. "What the- whatever!" She complained then asked Mini again, "Have you seen Erica?! I've been looking for her everywhere," She spoke as she offered the stolen beer to Mini. "We should get another round of drinks," She suggested as she held Mini's hand and walked towards Lewis' makeshift bar. If she can't find her best friend might as well round up the others. Just then she noticed that the guy she has been crushing on was seated near Hannah. She wanted to faint but it sounded so tacky so Cordella tried her best to keep her composure and acted nonchalantly. "Got me a drink already?" She spoke to Lewis sweetly as she waited for her drink request, looking at Maverick from her peripheral vision.

She has seen him in campus millions of times, knows his name and major but somehow she was such a scared-y cat to approach him and never bothered to change the idea of not being introduced to him. She just couldn't bear the thought of actually talking to him when she knew she could faint if she did. She acted like she didn't see him and carried to bounce her head to the beat.

Just then a huge arm enveloped her torso in a friendly hug and started greeting everyone in the Lewis' station. She turned her head to see one of their good friend Craig. "Hey sugar pop, looking amazing. Where's Erica?" He asked.
"Well I've been looking for her as well," She answered and gave him a high five.

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Character Portrait: Erica Moretti Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness Character Portrait: Hannah Clark Character Portrait: Maverick Rease Character Portrait: Lewis Evans
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Craig had just ended his part time job shift in a sports equipment shop just a few blocks away from the university and decided to go straight to Erica's house party. The girl manages to come up with the greatest party in NYU and Craig knows better than to get his self drunk. He attends the party for the sake of his friends and seeing Mini at her best. How she wished for the day that he gets to tell her that other guys are too stupid to play with her feelings but from the beginning of time Craig knows he has been friend zoned since he met her.

An unfamiliar Asian girl entered the Moretti's house just before he got off the cab he took. He saw her talking to a drunk guy who was plastered on the yard. He guessed she wasn't from around here since only new people talk to NYU drunks. One should know better than to waste time of people who preferred getting wasted on alcohol. It was never Craig's thing to get drunk. He'd get a bottle or two of beer and a few shots of hard drinks but never got drunk to get passed out on someone else's yard.

As soon as the girl entered the house, he did the same and slap a few high fives with the a few familiar faces and few people in some of his class as the loud music started thumping and causing everyone to scream in order to understand each other. He looked for his friends and saw them seated on Lewis' makeshift bar. If anyone knew alcohol it would have to be Lewis. Craig saw his friend Cordella's back skin when she leaned on to ask for a drink, he shook his head and chuckled. He knew his friends are guy magnets and somehow he felt protective about it- especially over Mini. He approached them and hugged Elle from the back, surprising the group as he greeted them. "Hey sugar pop, looking amazing. Where's Erica?" He asked.

"Well I've been looking for her as well," She answered and gave him a high five. He gave him one and motioned for a drink from Lewis. "Hey Lewis, hey Han, hey Mini, now where could the party hostess be?" He asked as he noticed Maverick next to Hannah.

"Hey man," He gave him a small wave and asked. "How's everything going?"

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Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Hannah Clark Character Portrait: Lewis Evans Character Portrait: Peyton Baxter
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Sighing as she failed to locate her childhood friend, Nelliel took a break and decided to get a drink. All that shouting made her feel parched and she gripped her bag tightly before approaching the bartender. She'd just ask for a soda or water though. The red-haired girl never tried to drink alcoholic drinks before and she didn't think it'll be good to try now.

She's still technically considered lost among this 'wild' people and she didn't knew anyone else. Nel is a curious type of person, not stupid. She's deathly certain that Erica will never allow something bad or idiotic to happen to her but since her childhood friend's still missing, it doesn't hurt to be cautious and responsible. And even though she had visited Eri's house before, it doesn't mean that she know her way around. She lived far away from this area and she really want to get home in one piece. Unfortunately she'll have to drive home, immediately before her curfew hours. Speaking of curfews, the phone in her bag suddenly rang and Nel had to balance her self when she was unexpectedly pushed backwards by an obviously drunken girl. "Excuse me!" She shouted, maneuvering her body by stepping on her right side, away from the incoming person.

She saw several people near the bartender and smiled amiably at them. Looking at the figure behind the bar, she smiled again before setting her bag on a chair nearby and leaning on the counter. "Mr. bartender, do you have any water or soda here?" Her cheery voice was partnered with a happy smile. She stared at the man expectantly, cocking her head at him. Her phone buzzed again and she turned around reaching out for her bag and opened it. After finding her phone, she took it out and looked at the screen. "1 Voice Mail Received" Upon seeing her Mom's name popping up, she immediately opened the voice mail and held it near her ears. The party was definitely noisy and loud but thankfully she heard her mom's sweet and caring voice. Though with some difficulties, she heard her say, "I received your message, Nel-sweetie, just be home before 12, dear. If you can't tell me immediately, OK? Text me once you receive this message. Love you."

At her message Nel, shook her head fondly. She texted a reply before locking her phone again and keeping it back inside her guitar-shaped bag. Her mom was really a worrywart through and through. Sometimes Nel feels suffocated but there are times like this that she really feel blessed for having parents like hers. Her parents never tried to lock her out of the normal things teenagers does during their college years but they had taught Nelliel one important lesson. You can have fun, do anything outrageous but always remember it's impact for you, always be responsible. Absolutely don't do drugs, don't do sex before marriage, never smoke-it's unhealthy and if you drink, make sure you get home in one piece. In short do everything in moderation. She took these things at heart and tried to do her best to follow these 'rules'. Which is why to others Nel looked like the 'good girl', it doesn't bother her though. For her it's a both blessing and a curse.

While waiting for her drink she turned from her chair and faced the direction where most people are. There was two beautiful girl dancing on the middle of the crowd and Nel can see how tipsy but happy both of them looked. So that's how you look when you're somewhat drunk.

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Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Lewis Evans Character Portrait: Peyton Baxter Character Portrait: Heidi Gravelings
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Lewis was glad that the drink he had made was a success. He put down 'Elle-vate' as the name of the drink in his phone and listened to Craig as he went on about juice. "Just because you don't enjoy alcohol doesn't mean I'll serve you plain juice." Lewis said to Craig. "Cranberry right?" He proceeded to crush ice, pour cranberry juice over it, add club soda to give it a fizz and squirted a whole lime into the cup. He stirred the cup and handed the drink to Craig. "Here's your mocktail." Lewis said "So what happened that keeps you sober during a party like this?"

Suddenly a group of sorority sisters showed up at the party and the whole place became more lively. One of the sisters approached the bar and asked for a Virgin Mary. Lewis tried to remember where he had seen her before and came to conclusion that he has never seen her in the parties hes served, not recently at least. The fact that she ordered a drink like Virgin Mary proved he had never served her before. "I'd love to make a drink like that but you have to take a raincheck on it." Lewis told the girl. "I don't have half of the ingredients here, How about I make you another drink? And maybe one with little alcohol in it to lessen the tension?"

Peyton returned but her drink had disappeared and Lewis was unsure whether it was her or someone else who had taken it. Pouring whiskey into a plastic cup for the second time, Lewis wished Peyton had been more specific on what shot she wanted and exactly how many shots does she mean when she says 'shots'. Remembering that Peyton had already taken a tequila bottle from him, he set 7 shot glasses so when she returned if she wasn't too drunk she could pour herself the shots. Next to Peyton's drink he kept a cup of soda ordered by the asian goth girl who had disappeared into the crowd.