Guidelines
✿ Mainly using Bahasa Indonesia, mixed with slight English or Japanese.✿ Using third-person point of view, most likely written in semi-paragraph form. It will depend on character's limitation and writer's capacity at the moment.✿ Discussion regarding character development are very welcomed. Direct message is opened and much obliged to be used for discussions with the writer.✿ Powerplay (god-mod, meta-gaming, etc.) is strictly prohibited without agreement. The consequence will be plot-dropping without notice.DISCLAIMER: Any similarities with existing name, place and organisation is for roleplaying purpose only with no relation with said subject whatsoever.
| In-character | General narrative paragraph, imagines done with ` bracket before and after action-indicating phrase, and social media chat-like interactions. |
| Out-of-character | ﹙﹚ before and after respectively in any impossible narration, such when the character know events mentioned in storyline but yet informed or happened to the character. Also when the character mentioning information which irrelevant to their life. |
| Writer's | // written in the beginning |
She listens more than she speaks,
feels more than she shows,
and remembers more than most realize.
Evanthe Ariadne Yūtenji
祐天寺 詩織May 17th, 2005
Fukuoka, Japan
INFJ
161 cm
her story. (under construction)
her relation. (under construction)
potrayed by. 赵露思
Jonathan J. Yūtenji
Elder brother. Evanthe's closest family.Aira Yūtenji
Cousin turned elder brother. After his parents was murdered, Aira was brought into the main house and has been in Rei Yūtenji's care ever since. He is very close with his cousins now siblings.Enji Yūtenji
Biological father.Rei Yūtenji
Biological mother.Toshinori Yūtenji
Uncle.Toshiki Yūtenji
Grandfather. Patriarch of Yūtenji family.
Bergeming tanpa suara.Duduk dengan cantik.Tersenyum saja.Sang puan akhirnya memutuskan untuk menelan semuanya saja sampai perutnya semakin penuh kenyang. Seiringan dengan tatapan tajam, memotong kata-kata yang terucap saja belum sempat. Berharap goresan kecil tak akan menumpahkan semuanya ke lantai. Melukisnya berdarah dan buruk rupa. Tidak, mungkin setidaknya jangan hari ini.Tawa renyah bersahut-sahutan semakin terasa jauh seiring jarum jam berputar tanpa menunjukkan lelah. Dirinya masih bersimpuh sama, dengan senyum yang sama. Sembari bibirnya sesekali menjawab pertanyaan basa-basi dengan ujungnya yang sampai pipi saja tak pernah.Bak boneka porselen. Tak bernyawa, tak berkeinginan.Baru setelahnya sang Ayah memasang senyum puas.Gadis itu membenci bagaimana rasa lega membuncah tanpa izin.