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Lisette Anderson

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a character in “Waltz in Limbo”, as played by darkengel


    Death's daughter
    Lisette Anderson
    Unchained World

      Lisette Clariette Anderso:
      Nicknames: Liz, Clair
      Gender: Female
      Age: Appears to be sixteen at most.

      THE BODY
      Height: 5'5
      Build: Other than looking like a carefully sculpted Victorian doll? The young daughter of death possessed a frame fit for one of those porcelain figurines. Her body is small and petite with the air of delicateness and frailty as if one move could break the child in half. She doesn’t have any muscle mass, but her legs are somewhat lithe. A runner’s build you could say. She lacks in physical strength but what she lacks she makes up for it mentally.

      Basic Appearance:
      •Sucking away life from the living
      • Controlling shadows
      •Can see a person's death date.
      Alternate Form: None
      Weapons & Armor: Lisette only has one weapon she barely draws, Lisette's weapon takes the form of a long extremely sharp wires it's hidden inside two golden bells inside her bracelet
      Other Important Possessions:
      A pendant she got from her human father after his death.

      THE MIND
      Likes: Tea
      Quiet places
      Lily of the valley
      bright colors especially pink
      Flower pressing
      Fears: There's only one thing Lisette fears the most and ironically it's cats.


      Those are the words best suited to describe the young Victorian born child. From the moment she left her mother’s womb people saw how much she took after her dear mother. Most children would have been running around joyfully, playing games and make believe tales but Lisette is the oddball of the bunch. She’s always been a quiet child. Preferring to stay far back at the corner and observe the others.

      Her face mask the inquisitive gaze as she observed them, mentally writing down their strength and their weakness. Morals and the likes never governed her sense of judgment. If need be the girl has no qualms breaking down a person. It was this side of her that people tends to stray off. Her unwelcoming persona made it nearly impossible for the others to approach her.

      Hence why, the girl stayed alone.

      And never did she complain about it.

      She’s civil and polite if ask she will answer in a calm tone but never expect her to start a conversation or you may find yourselves waiting for nothing.

      [size=120]THE PAST

      Your character's history

So begins...

Lisette Anderson's Story


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Hei studied the maid who had curtsied to him. She had no markers of being one from the Squishy side or one of mother's creations. A lost one...also known as a heartless. He smiled slightly at her. "No thank you. I appreciate the offer, but....." His voice trailed off when he noticed a tiny figure in one of the far corners. If he removed the mask the young woman in that corner could be the spitting image of Mom. "Found you kiddo..." He mumbled under his breath and turned back to focus on the maid. "I believe I have found who I'm looking for. If you aren't amused with this type of scenery I suggest just sitting around as you are." Hei picked a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and placed it in front of the woman. "Enjoy yourself. I doubt they'll notice one little maid." With that Hei walked off.

He wandered over to the DJ and glared at him for a good bit of time. This was a ball and some guests seemed unhappy with such festivities taking place. A pair of demons grinding on each other was an example. Many older guests sat in the tables, disapproving looks on their faces. "This won't do at all..." The reaper wasn't just sent to guard his sister, or work with the lights. He also had to make sure the parties ran smoothly and everyone had fun. If he didn't, mom would receive a multitude of complaints. With glowing red eyes he requested the DJ switch the song to something the old and new would both like. The Macerena started to blast as Hei walked to the girl in the corner. "May I wish you Happy Birthday Miss Anderson." He bowed and kissed her hand. "I'm Hei Leo Jian, the Head Reaper."


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Lisette Anderson

Beauty has so many meanings that in time they no one really knows which one is true. She’s called her mother’s clone for a reason. She not only looked like her but she shared part of her personality with the woman that gave life to her. Life… to think that a woman who governs death could do such a thing, the mere idea borders out of the line of reason. But none seems to complain.
At least yet,

Not that the child recalled anyone who would be foolish enough to cross mother… She tried to think of a time that happened. Aside from her regular arguments with Life… no one, being the queen of death does have its perks. One of them is fear… it’s the same… immortal or mortal fear doesn’t choose a host. The music drew her out of her musings before it could go any further. Damn… Lisette swore inwardly. Momentarily forgetting where she was at the moment she drew her focus back to the festivities. Old and young, mixed in colorful array of elegant clothing and sparkly jewelry from those who wished to flaunt their wealth.

Their laughter mixing along with the beats of the DJ’s music, that was until the DJ changed the music. Oh how the happy faces of the older men and women soon turn into annoyance. The transfer brought an amused glint on the bored child’s eyes.
Bored… yes she truly is, escaping became tempting every second she stayed there. And just when she was about to sneak out a voice brought her to look up to see a tall stranger walk up to her. A gentle peck of her hand and the man greeted her along with introducing himself. Where are her manners?

She curtsied politely, a trail of brown hair slipped down, gently caressing her cheeks as she looked up at him. “Thank you… I hope you’re enjoying the festivities.” Came the curt reply from the young child. She never really was good at interacting… but… head reaper? Mother spoke fondly of him… She narrowed her eyes softly, trying to dig the name out of her memory. “Head reaper? I remember mother speaking highly of you…” She spoke again.


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Character Portrait: Aralrée Zara Character Portrait: Hayashi Masato Character Portrait: Lisette Anderson Character Portrait: Hei Lei Jian Character Portrait: Lyzabeth Plandaí
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Hayashi Masato

Hayashi opened his eyes. The breeze wakens him up and tickled his nose. It was a pleasant smell coming from outside. Definitely it was... "Flower... sunflower mainly..." He mumbled, still half asleep. Yes, it was a beautiful morning indeed. He rubbed his eyes and at once, he was up on his feets, opening all the windows and stared at the seems to be endless flower ocean, with many different flower colors, which gave those aromatic smell from them. He breathed in and out - what a lovely start of the day. He remained in his stance, as someone came in. It was a servant, who had a frown on his face and startled as he saw Hayashi standing there - still with his pyjamas on. "Your Highness! The Ball will begin in a few... no, it already began without your highness! Your Highness has to hurry. And... Happy Birthday." Usually Hayashi would say that he shouldn't call him 'You Highness'. It was something disturbing that he didn't like. But seeing the situation, he found it more clever if he hurry up changing his clothes and get ready for the ball after he had thanked him for the birthday wishes.

Not just Hayashi, everyone in that 'small' castle began to hurry up and going messy through the halls, panicking and hurrying. They all knew it was a very important ball and they all had to help the Life's Son to go to the place as quick as possible. They all didn't want the Death to misunderstand that they ditched on them. That was just a very unpleasant thoughts that moved everybody to go even faster.

Not long after that, with the effort of many people, Hayashi was standing there, ready with his suit. Hayashi slowly moved his arms. The suit was indeed too big for him - It was uncomfortable. But seeing everyone be so glad finally finished dressing him up, he couldn't say anyone that it was a size too small for him. He just smiled. "Thanks you all. Just because of you all I can look handsome right now.", he grinned with a playful smile, took a bouquet of flowers and went off to the Ball.

He already saw Limbo from afar. It was a pleasant sight, but it did made him nervous too. Not like his three guards. He had to meet the Death's daughter. And yes, he already could guess what this Ball is all about - he knew their purposes for peace. He wanted peace, indeed, but he too was a bit uneasy with Death people. Although he is aware that without Death, they wouldn't keep the balance. But it was just sad to see someone dying. And someone, the cruel way of the Death didn't please him at all. “SURPASS NERVOUSNESS... COMPLETE!”, he suddenly yelled to himself and squeezed his own cheeks. It was time to enter the hall.

It was a nice place indeed. Very suited for a real Ball. He didn't recongnize everyone. He was a lost cause if it's remembering someone else's faces. But just for the death daughter he remembered. He had to tell her happy birthday too, it was just polite for both of the parties. He strongly helt the bouquet of flowers and went off searching her, loosing the two of his guards. Just
Lyzabeth Plandaí remained on his side. "Lyz- chan... do you see the Death daughter?" He asked her and wandered with his glance through the people who are there. There was a small ruckus in there. He didn't really see what is it about, he just saw a man - boy - stumbling because of the cart of cakes. And there not far away from that she stood. She had a silver and black laced mask with a butterfly wing on the left side. It suited her... wait. Did she just smile?

If that was a smile what Hayashi saw, then she couldn't be all that bad person. Smiling persons are always nice person. His nevousness flew away and he went to her, offering her the bouquet of flowers and made a light bow. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lisette Anderson. My name is Hayashi Masato, the son of Life.", he smiled. "I wish you all the best for your birthday."

Aralrée Zara

It was sick. All of this crap is sick! The many food, the ambiance, the too big cakes, the people inside - are they all stupid? As if something like 'peace' really exist. All fake! I know it! They detest each other actually, but they didn't show it. It's just sick. Just sick.
Zara walked through the big ball halls alone, glaring at the - seem to be - happy faces what made her anger even bigger. She disagrees with all this. She detested how fake everyone was. This was just a waste of money - so Zara. But most of her anger was because the Death people wanted to have peace. She was someone who is in the Death side, and she was sure that Death did well without Life. And now, they wanted peace as if they have given up? They both are like water and oil! They will never live together in peace!

That's the reason she sneeked herself in as a Suitor, to prevent Death to do silly things. She had look through of their strategies way far ahead. She just had to made Death and Life's daughter and son not getting along and be angry at each other, so the peace contract isn't being sign. She smiled cunningly. She already knew who will probably want to help her. Probably.

She went to Hei Leo Jian, the Head Reaper. He was not a pleasant company - so Zara - but he was bearable if someone compares him to the Life people. He currently was giving a quite... amusing show perhaps? Staring to the cakes like a hungry wolf. Zara could just frown seeing that. “The cake is definitely not for you, Hei Leo.”, she said with a quiet but strong voice like always calling for him. “May I talk to you - alone?”


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Character Portrait: Hayashi Masato Character Portrait: Lisette Anderson Character Portrait: Shapet Shifet Character Portrait: Ben Varrak Character Portrait: Lyzabeth Plandaí
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#, as written by Quelle
Hayashi Masato
“... Huh?”

Hayashi had saw everything with quite a surprise. It was indeed very odd how the room can be full of harmony - well so it seems to him. But although it looked like he had nothing to afraid of - and Lzy- chan being near him - it was a weird feeling he felt. It was something that he couldn't describe. It had to be uneasiness, something that it doesn't look alright at all, although it seems like it. But although he felt like that, he could just smile as Lisette, the Daughter of Death, congratulate him. "I am delighted to hear your congratulation. It's an honor." He said with a smile as a waiter - normal and with usual waiter clothes - offered them a drink. Indeed, it was alcohol.

He could just took one glass with a smile. He was an alcohol lover, because he loves plants he had a very large knowledge about it. And like any other expert, he smelt the drink. It was a part of enjoying it. But for his surprise, he couldn't tell what kind of alochol it was. It smelled very... strange. And only then he noticed that even the daughter of Death did not drank it yet, so he turned to the waiter. "Thank you for bringing me this. But I am curious, what kind of alcohol is this, I wonder? I never came across an alcohol that I couldn't tell what it is.", he began politly. Indeed, he said the truth. And his face was smiling. But still, his thoughts never came across something bad, he always thought the best of a person. And so his quite innocent nature made it even now difficult to figure out the danger that came from the waiter.

But not just that. Lyz- chan didn't said anything. And with a side glance he noticed that even Ben was near. So, what could he be scared of? It was nothing to be feared about. Look at the harmony. Look at the ambiance. At the happy faces. "Maybe I should cost it, so I figure it out by myself.", he playfully winked to the waiter. As then he shook the water for awhile and placed his mouth on the glass, slowly wanting to taste only the first drop like a real stubborn alcohol expert; as then he something wrapping his hand. It grew from the necklace that his father gave him - from the small corn inside the necklace, it grew to a long green plant that was now wrapping his hand.

It was a strange event. His father never told him that something like that would happen - he just told him that he should wear it to the ball. But the plant was the reason why even a small drop of the water didn't manage to reach inside his throat. The thing that made him not vomiting all that he had for breakfast. But Masato could just see that with a frown. Someone could see that he was indeed not pleased at what just happened. "May I- ask for help, Mister Waiter, Lady Lisette Anderson? It seems that my power is doing what it pleased today..." He said a bit angry. He couldn't move his right hand, which helt the glass of the alcohol. But although it doesn't reach it, Hayashi being slow, he did not even get the situation. He was still an easy victim.


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Character Portrait: Aralrée Zara Character Portrait: Hayashi Masato Character Portrait: Lisette Anderson Character Portrait: Hei Lei Jian
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Hei was hoping he could get a piece of cake before the candle blowing, when he noticed that Life's son appeared in the corner of his eye. "Well lets see how Sis and Mr. Masato get along." He watch the scene unfold for a bit. Apparently a waiter offered them alcohol. As Masato tried to drink a plant wrapped around his arm, which Hei couldn't help but snort and start laughing. He stopped when he heard someone call his name. “The cake is definitely not for you, Hei Leo.”, she said with a quiet but strong voice like always calling for him. “May I talk to you - alone?”

Hei Lei turned and saw Zara. He nodded and took her lightly by the wrist. "Is there some trouble?" He asked casually as he led them outside into the garden. He didn't see anyone, besides an angel by the fountain, but he found that alone enough. "Ms. Aralee, what is it you wish to talk about?"


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Character Portrait: Hayashi Masato Character Portrait: Lisette Anderson Character Portrait: Ellen Hart
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Shapet Shifet

Shapet gave the two their glasses of champagne, one for the beautiful Lissete, and one for that guy who pissed him off. He started to walk away, when Masato asked him a question.
"Thank you for bringing me this. But I am curious, what kind of alcohol is this, I wonder? I never came across an alcohol that I couldn't tell what it is."
Ashling replied with, "It's something like Moonwater or something. How should I know? I'm not the chef."
Good reply, he thought to himself. This might take some time, but when he takes that drink, anything he ate will be regurgitated. Ashling chuckled. Boy, would that be hilarious. How about that for a first impression?
"May I- ask for help, Mister Waiter, Lady Lisette Anderson? It seems that my power is doing what it pleased today..."
Ashling turned back, seeing that a long green viney thing wrapping around Masato's hand, preventing him from drinking. Ashling rolled his eyes and threw a knife really hard, cutting the vine without problem. The knife then bounced off the wall, ricocheting back into his hand. Literally. His hand bled as Ashling saw the blade go through the palm.
"I- I should be leaving," Ashling said, quickly hiding his hand behind his back.
He ran toward the door, changing back into his favorite form, but then wanted to screw with one last person. He saw a girl in a dress, silk he thought, with brown hair left in a bun. Ashling removed the knife from his hand, and waited for her to pass by. But then she accidentally bumped into him. The small tap on the shoulder gave him all mental and physical information.
An angel? Interesting. Must be a body guard for that Masato boy. But if she is an angel, I should not embarrass her. Of course, you get to go to heaven or hell by a jury of angels, and i don't want to include her to my witness list.
So he decided not to piss of the angelic lady who could probably fill him full of steel and throw him into the fiery pit of damnation. Once she passed, he shuffled out of the ballroom. If his mother found out what he did tonight, he would be grounded for almost an entire year.
Ashling grimaced, I REALLY don't want her to get angry...