Sakaguchi Ria Maid (Sexy, Lolita)
Hair Blue Eyes Purple Age 14
Uniform Transparent or Rainbow
Qualities Absurd (Fairy)Perversion (Exhibitionist)
Roots Debts Stress Explosion Gambling
Weapon of Choice Chainsaw
Spirit/Sanity 10 Favor 6
Athletics 2 Affection 3
Skill 3 Cunning 3
Luck 3 Will 1
Power Options Fake Crying (Cunning)
Dark Past In Love With Cousin
Physical Complex Big Breasts
Mental Complex Attention from the Opposite Sex
Ria is a fairy. A jingling ball of light, zipping around with maniacal glee and rarely at rest. Her uniform isn't so much transparent as it is layers of gauzy spiderweb silk that mostly isn't see through. It's colors, like nearly everything about Ria, shift and change with her mood and energy levels but for the most part are from the blue-purple-red part of the spectrum. Ria only becomes colors of the orange-yellow-green spectrum when she's ill. She's about half a foot tall, has butterfly wings, trails pixie dust in her wake, the whole nine yards. Her family is a prestigious line of noble fairies that dates back to nearly the formation of Japan. Sadly, they have fallen on hard times as their ancestral home is right in the middle of down town Tokyo. As humanity and civilization moved in, crowding the fairies out, many of them relocated to what was left of the woodlands and wyld. Not Ria's family. Stubbornly refusing to move, they have been marginalized into a small park in the city. Rai grew up more in the pop-culture nightlife than in the wild and is more than a bit influenced by this. All the generations of living in cities has effected her and she is not "pixie" shaped. The large size of her bosom is something that embarrasses her and the attention it gets from boys makes exacerbates this issue.
The youngest child of ten, Ria is very much spoiled and often cries to get out of trouble. A tactic she had much practice at, as in the city there is a lot for her to get into trouble with. For one, she is enamored of city life and pop culture, dressing like a human when she bothers to dress at all. She enjoys several human vices, including smoking, drinking, gambling and dancing. Her parents tried paddling her, but that just gave Ria an excuse to drop her knickers in public more often. Despite her brazen ways, and her tendency to lose track of her clothing, Ria is very sensitive about the unusual size of her breasts.
In an effort to try and get their daughter turned around, Ria's parents sent her to the high mountains to live with relatives. Instead she started a floating poker game at the monestary, taught naughty rhymes to the brownies and sprites, and got caught in bed with her cousins. Her female cousins. It turns out, Ria likes other girls, and likes them a lot. Attention from boys gets her flustered and out of sorts. After this embarrassing turn of events, Ria was sent home. Instead of going straight home, Ria stopped at a casino and got further into debt than ever before. Mom and Dad decided it was high time she learned to clean up her own messes and did not bail her out. Becoming a maid for ten years is how she is going to pay off her debt.
While diminutive in size, when pressed into a dangerous situation Ria can whip out and wield a human sized chainsaw. Nothing says "back off" like three foot of buzzing steel that flies.
Ria is, well, can be lazy. She doesn't want to work, she doesn't really enjoy being told what to do. On the other hand, give her something shiny as a reward, or a spoonful of honey, and she can turn into a dynamo. Especially if you give her the honey first. Just step back and don't point her at anything fragile. Not if you want it in one piece.
Pixies do not really speak; they jingle. Ria communicates by jingling like chimes or bells, but much like Chewbacca in Star Wars, everyone understands her. She can understand anyone who knows only one language and wants to be understood. Someone who knows two languages can choose to speak in one and be understood and have then speak in the other and not be understood.
Ria is not an exhibitionist. Not really. Pixies just have a different attitude about clothing than humans do. After all, when you bathe in bird baths and sleep in flower petals you just don’t tend to think about things like panties when you’re flying.
Pixies are too small to hold more than one emotion at a time. When they love something, they really-really love it. When they hate something, they really-really hate it. There is almost no emotional middle ground and absolutely zero memory retention of how they felt about something ten minutes ago, only the feeling they are having right now.
Pixies are curiously handicapped by their diminutive size in that sometimes it isn't a problem at all. A liberal sprinkling of pixie dust and the heaviest objects can float, but inertia can still be a problem and their ability to steer is hampered by things blocking their view and a universal inattentiveness to where they're going. And then some things seem to resist pixie dust and she cannot lift them at all.
Pixie dust has several alchemical applications and is sought after by enchanters, sorcerers, hedge witches... it sought after for many magical applications. A black market exists for the substance but pixies who actively 'sell their dust' are considered whores of the lowest sort. Capturing a pixie and harvesting dust from her is possible but the pixie often dies after a short period of time. Collecting it from their wake is not harmful, but pixies consider it socially unacceptable, like picking through trash. On the gripping hand, they won't remember it for more than five minutes.
Some magics can make a pixie come to human size. Some pixies learn these magics, Ria has not. Some myths say pixies will become human sized if they are kissed by a human.
Created by : Roughtrade
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