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Charisse Estelle Primrose

"What the hell did I get myself into?..."

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a character in “The Perfect Place to Die”, as played by Alise120

Description

â™Ļ Charisse Estelle Primrose â™Ļ
Theme Song|| Right At The Core- Bilal Image Song|| Flowers- Nujabes

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â™Ļ GENERAL INFORMATION â™Ļ

Role|| Girl Two






Race|| Human






Gender|| Female






Nickname(s)|| Cherie, Cherry, Care Bear, Stell, Miss. Primrose






Alias(es)|| Cherie is a known alias and most friends use it as a term of endearment for her.






Age|| Nineteen









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â™Ļ APPEARANCE â™Ļ

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Height|| 5'5''
Weight|| 110lbs
Build|| Slender trim
Hair Color/Style|| Platinum Blonde
Eye Color|| Lavender
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings|| Charisse has her belly-button pierced with a diamond stud and of course her ears are pierced.

Notable Features|| Charisse's lavender eyes can give off the impression, sometimes, that they are looking into your soul. Don't ask her about it because she will brush it off and say otherwise.

Description|| Beautiful and stunning at the tender age of eighteen, Charisse graced ethereally, she not really caring for her looks. Truly a work of lovely attraction, Charisse's delicate, yet angelic features made men and women, alike, secretly stare at her, wondering what beauty products she used to achieve her looks. Blessed beautifully by youth, her ivory, porcelain colored skin is almost near flawless to perfection; except for a birthmark that runs along her back shoulder. Her hair used to fall in platinum blonde ringlets, flowing smoothly in freshly scented waves when she was a child, but now it's cut in a china-bang with sharp pin straight layers down her back. Strangely miraculous, Charisse's eyes is of a lavender hue, hinting of platinum swirls that sparkle, mischievously, in the light. Bodily, although not bone skinny, it has a lithe silhouetted appearance to it from exercising and staying on a healthy regiment.

A button nose, dainty arched eyebrows, heart-shaped ears, profound chin, pale pink dewy lips, pearly white teeth, and rose hued cheeks add as accessories to her gorgeous, enticing facial profile. Height wise, Charisse is average; her personality, amazingly scary, made up in that department. Lastly, her weight....well it isn't "lady like" to gloat about her density in size as her mother would say. Born from a wealthy class family, Charisse always cherished heirlooms of her mother's; raw-colored gems, diamonds, and pearls. Those precious jewels are the only things Charisse has left of her mother who died in a car accident when she freshly turned nineteen years old.

Preferred Clothing|| Charisse's favorite attire is always something classy, refined and has an old fashion feel to it; yet has a natural simplicity to it. Her signature shades are always black and white. She mostly, on a daily basis, wear's a white linen blouse with dark grey sailor slacks and white docker loafers. Charisse used to wear by force, when she lived with her dad, extravagant clothing that ranged from the finest tailor-made dresses to the most elegant of frocks, added by the most lavish of jewels. She loathed wearing those types of clothing seeing them as over the top and too much, opting to wear peasant style blouses, slacks and loafers that are worn mostly by males. She is a tomboy at nature, never overly feminine or girly, her apparel colors having blacks, whites, grays, and earth-tone hues. Simplicity is key to her appearance motto!



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â™Ļ MENTALITY â™Ļ

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Sexuality|| Heterosexual



Oddities|| Looks in the mirror for good luck
Has a silver anklet on her left leg which she believes wards off evil
Is very superstitious and believes in the paranormal



Habits|| Tilts her head to the side when she has depressing thoughts.
When in the dark, she always looks behind her to see if there is someone or something following her.
Rubs her chin when she is thinking deeply or is confused.




Likes|| ✔ Chocolates and other sweets
✔ Reading intensively
✔ Singing
✔ Dancing
✔ Swimming
✔ Smooth jazz
✔ Drinking peppermint tea
Dislikes|| ✘ Loud obnoxious people
✘ Insanity
✘ Being in too-crowded places
✘ Me-time disturbed
✘ Show-offs
✘ Untidiness
✘ Ginseng tea



Hobbies|| Likes to do various sports (golf, tennis, polo, swimming) in the summer when she has off from college.
Loves hanging out with Marnie and Gale, her best friends of a long time, and always feels free with them.
Reads extensively when she has nothing else to do and is bored.
Paints, draws or sculpts when she has free time to herself.






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â™Ļ BACKGROUND â™Ļ

Relationship Status|| N/A

History||
Growing up from a wealthy old money background in "jolly ole" England, ivory white hair and light crystal lavender eyed Charisse had the best that her parent's could offer, giving her practically the world but their love and affection. Later, this would scar her for a long while never knowing, experiencing, receiving and giving real love, specially from her own parents. Both of her parent's had families who were dominating and domineering in the manufacturing and business world, success everyone's motto on both sides. The competitiveness that they all had rubbed off on Charisse making her want to challenge the world and take it head on, wanting nothing but the best for herself and for her loved ones which were a few, not including her parents.

Growing older, Charisse became a child prodigy. From academics and great literature to the art world of the great artists of mankind, anything that had to do with cognitive and artistic aptitude and proficiency, her beautiful mind could master it all. Call her perfect, which everyone around did, but she never felt perfect and in fact self-destruct constantly in her own perfectionism towards herself. Her parents adored her prodigal gifts, accepting nothing less from her and sometimes would turn cold on her if she ever would fail in anything. At times, that made her feel unwanted and incompetent, feeling like she could never make her parent's truly believe in her and shower her with their affection.

"Why can't you just show me your love?", a frustrated Charisse said as she put her books away back on the self inside the large library her parents had in their mansion.

"We show it through giving you the world. What more do you want?", her father quipped while her mother just nodded her head in agreement, both standing their ground.

"You know what I want? I'll tell you... I want you to love me! Is that too much to ask for?", she loudly replied, running out of the library and up the large marble white steps to her suite, tears pooling around her crystal lavender orbs.

As a result, when she hit early adult years, she grew to resent her parents, eventually taking up the offer to go away to Tokyo, Japan, wanting to be faraway from them as possible. It didn't matter to Charisse because she loved the independence, loving the break from her parents. The warm glittery atmosphere of Tokyo was immediately welcoming to Charisse as a change from the cooler gray temperatures she got from UK. She quickly made some friends and settled her life there, getting a loft style apartment near her international university. After a year in Tokyo, she quickly made friends with Marnie and Gale. They were different then all the other friends Charisse had. She liked their company when they traveled places all over Japan.

When she briefly went back to visit her parents, Charisse was hit with the depressing news that her mother died in a fatal car accident when she was attending a meeting. Her father didn't go since he was sick so her mother went in his place but no one knew this was going to be the last time that they would see her alive. Even though they didn't have a strong connection, Charisse took it hard and sunk a little more deeper in depression. Her dad, to this day, still doesn't believe that Charisse's mother is gone, locking himself away in his mansion and never coming out. Charisse's friends tried their best to get her out of her depression but to no avail.

To help out, Marnie and Gale invited Charisse along to explore the mysterious forest of Aokighara. Naively thinking that it was the best option to get over the death of her mother, Charisse accepted the invitation, oblivious to the horrors that went on in the forest and what was going to negatively happen to her....

â™Ļ Other â™Ļ
- She is great with planning, figuring out and devising good strategies with winning situations.
- Her lavender eyes turn different shades of purple depending on her mood.
- Her ivory white tresses seem to glow iridescently depending on the lighting.

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So begins...

Charisse Estelle Primrose's Story

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Character Portrait: Charisse Estelle Primrose Character Portrait: Aisu Himura Character Portrait: Marnie Ruth McSavor Character Portrait: Gale McCenry Character Portrait: Mei Sonata Kurasu Character Portrait: Haku Marasa
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The car came to a complete stop in front of the forest. From the view in the car it seemed massive. They would of gotten there a lot sooner if Gale would of just used the GPS. She never fully understood why he didn't like the GPS; then again she never fully understood him. But it wasn't a bad trip; she got to take pictures of the scenery. Who she felt bad for was Charssie who was cramped in the back with some of the bags because out of the two passengers she was the shortest.

But now they were here and the could finally get out. Marnie stretched her legs as she got out and gasped. "It is so....beautiful and creepy! I love it." Her first instinct was to run in to the beginning of the trail and hug the first tree that she could get to. "Aw yes! I can feel the aura of tragedy and sadness from this tree." She whispered. She had introduced the idea of coming here to Gale about a year ago. She figured with all the death that was held in the forest that they were bound to get something on camera. The plan had originally started out with just her and Gale but he had blabbed his mouth to Charssie and Marnie didn't have it in her to say no. The more the merrier.

Marnie hurried and swung the trunk door open, retrieving the bags that were stuffed in the back, and placing them on the ground next to the car. "I hoped we packed enough!" She yelled from the back. Her eyes wandered up to the sky, seeing a few rain clouds. Aww man, don't rain on us!

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Aisu stopped the mountain bike he was currently riding on by an opposing trail to those of the people that had came to this place in a car. He looked them over for a bit skeptically at first while getting off his bike seeing that they were foreigners or at least not native born to the land of the rising sun. He pulled off the bike chain and lock from around the frame of the bike. The young man tied it around the tree locking his bike securely to the trunk of the tree before he began stretching.

For Aisu today was a running day and he specifically enjoyed running the trails here every chance he was given. Though he rarely did alone. Though he was alone he didn't feel he would get harmed in any way possible today and if he were to get injured his ken jutsu class was going to meet here tomorrow for practice in one of the glades of the forest. With his stretching finished he took off down the trail where his bike was disappearing from view of the foreigners and onto his own little trip through the trails.

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Mei stood, watching the new comers clamber out from their car. Cars. She remembered those. The last time she ever rode in one was on her way here, ten years ago. Mei was not allowing herself to be seen right now, but if anyone were to walk by, they'd feel a cold presence, but that was to be expected in a place like this.

Tears formed in the brim of her silver-rimmed eyes, Mei didn't want to see more people here. Not only was there bound to be angst and drama, as there usually is with groups like those, but she knew the effects of this forest, and she doubted that the group would be able to leave.

Mei's frail, ghostly figure wept for the group, mumbling over and over about 'heartbreak' and how 'these forests will ruin you'. Perhaps it wasn't true for some, some people had survived this forest, walking out willingly or having been dragged by paramedics, but in Mei's time she hadn't seen many survivors.

Through her tears Mei watched the group, they were unpacking some kind of equiptment. Mei didn't understand, was this all part of their suicide act? Mei mumbled to herself, squinting her eyes at the bags and other things being pulled out of the car. Mei didn't quite understand that they were just here for camping, she had always only ever seen people come here for suicide means -apart from herself, but it ended how the legend told - so Mei assumed that this group was in on some suicide pact. The thought made her weep more.

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"I don't like GPS's because they always tell me where to go at the last minute." He rolled his eyes. GPS's were like women who thought you can read minds, then tells you what they're thinking when it's too late. It always made him miss the turn, and then he'd have to go all the way back to get it. Sometimes, there wasn't a place to turn around at for miles. It was just a waste of money, gas, and more importantly, time. Seeing as time was of the essence for Gale, he couldn't waste any of it driving around for hours while an annoying female voice told him to make turns at the last minute. It was ridiculous. Besides, maps were more reliable anyway as long as you didn't toss them to the wind.

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The black Wrangler drove smoothly most of the way to the forest, and for a majority of the drive there, Gale was lost in thought and relatively silent. His mind pondered the forest and what could be found there. It was notorious for it's suicidal tendencies, and Gale had thought long and hard about coming for he had some close... encounters with the idea himself.Whether he believed that the forest was able to influence such thoughts, he didn't know, but that was the reason why he decided to go. When he managed to pull himself out of this continues loop of thought, Gale would occasionally join in on the conversation at hand, but not for very long before he was sucked back into his mind.

It didn't take too long to reach to the forest, and by the time they had got there, Gale was already questioning if the idea of camping in this suicide forest was worth the chance. But he stopped the car right before the forest anyhow. Typically he would like to drive the jeep into the forest, but the trees likely wouldn't allow such a thing past them. They didn't seem to allow so much space between then. At least not at first.

Gale pulled the keys out of the ignition and stuffed them into his pocket. The top of the jeep was off, so he grabbed the padded frame and hauled himself over the door with a slight thud. His combat boots easily shoved aside the blades of grass and dirt as he walked around the car to the trunk. Jeeps didn't typically come with trunks, for they were rather compact cars, but Gale always made things suit his needs. He often used his jeep for research purposes, and often times he would need a safe place to put his findings without worrying about them falling out of the car. Surprisingly enough, that has happened many times.

Marnie opened the trunk and Gale instantly grabbed his block-like backpack. Again, he customized things to suit his needs. He then snatched up his suit case which contained some clothes, cash, and other necessary things he would need, like a sleeping bag and such. The man swung his backpack over his shoulder, and by the time he went to look at the rest of the group, Marnie was already diving into the forest. "Tree huggers." He rolled his eyes with a soft chuckle as he approached her. As cool as trees were, he didn't think that trees can absorb sadness, and definitely not emit it. But it was likely a joke, so Gale let it go. But if the trees did... then that would be something he had to look into.

"You guys have any place in mind already of where to set up? Or do you all want to explore a bit first?" It was always important to set up a spot first, in his eyes, but he didn't mind wondering a bit to find one.