alessa rose

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ㅤㅤnameㅤㅤlexie ^she/her
ㅤㅤtimezoneㅤㅤgmt+8
ㅤㅤlanguageㅤㅤenglish ● mandarin ^中文
ㅤㅤdata centreㅤㅤelemental

ㅤㅤrp profileㅤㅤ

ㅤmediumㅤㅤdiscord^preferred ● in-game^okay
ㅤstyleㅤㅤnarrative ● immersive ● detailed
ㅤlengthㅤㅤparagraph ● multi-paragraph
ㅤpovㅤㅤthird person
ㅤapproachㅤㅤooc

ㅤㅤrp preferences ㅤㅤ

ㅤstyleㅤㅤstory focused rp ● slice of life
ㅤregularity of repliesㅤㅤevery other day
ㅤduration of rpㅤㅤlong-term
ㅤexperience of partnerㅤㅤany is fine
ㅤcommunicationㅤㅤregular

ㅤotherㅤㅤi would love to make new friends of any gender / orientation and i can't wait to meet your characters!i write best through forming real connections, so it would really be nice if we could get to know each other a little before diving into the actual roleplay. i am always open to chatting about our ocs or about life in general.our interactions do not have to be limited to the roleplay. ㅤ_{⸜(ˊᗜˋ)⸝}

ㅤㅤetiquette ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤguest book ㅤㅤ

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• writer's note

This site is dedicated to my main original character - Alessa Rose. I am incredibly attached to this character, mostly because she truly is a most rebellious spirit. I've reworked her story and personality dozens of times, because I've felt her continually looking over my shoulder and hissing, "no, that's not right. Get it right. You could do a lot better, you know?"She challenges me; inspires me; and really, acts as a vessel for a side of me that can only be explored and understood through my writing. She is the strength that I wish that I had, and bears every last vulnerability and fragility with a grace that I can only hope for. I do think that she's born of the best and most twisted part of my psyche, and I love her for that. I only hope to do her story justice, and to grow alongside her.

ㅤㅤshall we create memories together?ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ^lexieㅤ^{▌ㅤ aspiring storyteller}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤgeneral informationㅤㅤ

ㅤnameㅤㅤalessa roseㅤ^{mizuno-no-airi}
ㅤaliasㅤㅤ愛莉 ▪ あいり
ㅤageㅤㅤunknownㅤ^{physically in her mid twenties}
ㅤgenderㅤㅤfemaleㅤ^cis
ㅤpronounsㅤㅤshe / her
ㅤraceㅤㅤmixedㅤ^{presents as scaleless au ra}
ㅤoccupationㅤㅤdancerㅤ^{also designs jewelry & dresses}ㅤlocationㅤㅤ
the beehiveㅤ^{novrandt arc}
nomadicㅤ^{hydaelyn arc}

ㅤfaithㅤㅤpolytheismㅤ^questioning
ㅤzodiacㅤㅤrabbit
ㅤastrologicalㅤㅤscorpio
ㅤpatron deityㅤㅤnymeia
ㅤmajor arcanaㅤㅤdeath
ㅤelementㅤㅤwater

ㅤㅤphysical appearanceㅤㅤ

ㅤheightㅤㅤ5'2"
ㅤweightㅤㅤ120lb
ㅤhair colorㅤㅤpure white
ㅤhairstyleㅤㅤvoluminous bob with a straight fringe
ㅤeye colorㅤㅤlight lilac
ㅤeye shapeㅤㅤalmondㅤ^{slight upwards tilt}ㅤtattoosㅤㅤfull bodyㅤ^{intricate red & white florals}
ㅤpiercingsㅤㅤears ▪ septumㅤ^{she doesn't wear anything}
ㅤaccessoriesㅤㅤface chain
ㅤscentㅤㅤwispy linden blossoms, white flowers, and a touch of sweet herbsㅤ^{undetermined if this is by way of a perfume, her natural scent or a mix of the two}ㅤstyleㅤㅤwispy outfits that are easy to dance in ▪ usually revealingㅤ^{but not skimpy}
ㅤcolor schemeㅤㅤprimarily white with accent colors

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• statistics

ㅤㅤstatsㅤㅤ

ㅤstrengthㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤdexterityㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤconstitutionㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤintelligenceㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤwisdomㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤcharismaㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★

ㅤㅤcombatㅤㅤ

ㅤtankingㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤhealingㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤmelee dpsㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤranged dpsㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤspellcastingㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤconjurationㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★

ㅤㅤproficienciesㅤㅤ

ㅤliteracyㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤhandicraftㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤdancingㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤfine artsㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤcookingㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★
ㅤalchemyㅤㅤ★★★★★★★★★★

ㅤㅤtraitsㅤㅤ

ㅤextrovertedㅤㅤㅤ▬▬▬●▬ㅤㅤㅤintrovertedㅤ
ㅤcalmㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ▬▬▬●▬ㅤㅤㅤanxiousㅤ
ㅤdisorganizedㅤㅤㅤ▬▬●▬▬ㅤㅤㅤorganizedㅤ
ㅤoutspokenㅤㅤㅤㅤ▬●▬▬▬ㅤㅤㅤreservedㅤ
ㅤempatheticㅤㅤㅤㅤ▬●▬▬▬ㅤㅤㅤapatheticㅤ
ㅤloyalㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ●▬▬▬▬ㅤㅤ ㅤdisloyalㅤ
ㅤculturedㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ▬●▬▬▬ㅤㅤㅤunculturedㅤ
ㅤsugarㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ▬▬▬●▬ㅤㅤㅤspiceㅤ
ㅤdominantㅤㅤㅤㅤ ▬▬●▬▬ㅤㅤ ㅤsubmissiveㅤ
ㅤchasteㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ▬●▬▬▬ㅤㅤ ㅤpromiscuousㅤ
ㅤgroundedㅤㅤㅤㅤ▬●▬▬▬ㅤㅤ ㅤflightyㅤ

ㅤㅤgoalsㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤavenge her mentor's deathㅤ^conscious
ㅤㅤdiscover her roots & originㅤ^conscious
ㅤㅤfind her music & her peace againㅤ^subconscious

ㅤㅤachilles heelㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤsuppressing her feelings and keeping people at bay because she doesn't want to lose anyone elseㅤ

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• origins

ㅤㅤthe information compiled here should act as breadcrumbs to fill in certain gaps.ㅤㅤit should be noted that all information here is readily accessible to alessa, but she might not be privy to it fully, whether by conscious or subconscious choice.

ㅤㅤfor the most part, i have alessa's backstory semi-constructed in my head canon. ^{this is subject to change; nothing is set in stone.}ㅤㅤher full backstory is something that i only share with prospective rp partners, and even then, only upon their express request. most people prefer to discover her origins organically, and this is something I respect and encourage.

ㅤㅤher parentsㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤher mentorㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤher upbringingㅤㅤ

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• appearance

ㅤㅤreference sheetㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤoutfitsㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤartworkㅤㅤ

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• relationships

ㅤㅤ^yueㅤ^{▌ㅤ she / her}ㅤ

^{ㅤgenderㅤㅤfemale}ㅤ
^{ㅤstatusㅤㅤsingle
ㅤorientationㅤㅤomnisexual
ㅤcanon / auㅤㅤau}
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^{ㅤnature of relationshipㅤㅤ
adoptive sister}

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ㅤㅤ^cipherㅤ^{▌ㅤ he / they}ㅤ

^{ㅤgenderㅤㅤfluid}ㅤ
^{ㅤstatusㅤㅤuncertain
ㅤorientationㅤㅤgynosexual
ㅤcanon / auㅤㅤau}
ㅤ
^{ㅤnature of relationshipㅤㅤ
adoptive brother}

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ㅤㅤ^ignisㅤ^{▌ㅤ he / him}ㅤ

^{ㅤgenderㅤㅤmale}ㅤ
^{ㅤstatusㅤㅤtaken ㅤby alessa
ㅤorientationㅤㅤbisexual
ㅤcanon / auㅤㅤcanon}
ㅤ
^{ㅤnature of relationshipㅤㅤ
soulmate}

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ㅤㅤ^emyㅤ^{▌ㅤ she / her}ㅤ

^{ㅤgenderㅤㅤfemale}ㅤ
^{ㅤstatusㅤㅤuncertain
ㅤorientationㅤㅤomnisexual
ㅤcanon / auㅤㅤcanon}
ㅤ
^{ㅤnature of relationshipㅤㅤ
best friend}

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• writes

interested in writing with me? as an alternative to rp, i'd love to do a spot of collaborative writing where we take turns writing long-form prose.not feeling like writing? if you'd like to feature as a character in one of alessa's tales, i'm open to writing an encounter as a stand-alone piece.

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if this piques your interest, feel free to reach out!
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• stories

• canon

• memories

• dreams

this section comprises a series of creative writing pieces that i've written in the exploration of alessa's story.

if you're interested in being a part of her story, please reach out. i am always looking to write with other people.

if you're just looking to read, i welcome you to sit back, relax and embark on this journey with me. everything here is a work in progress and some stories may be disjointed. but i still really hope that they bring you some joy!

Sincerely,ㅤㅤㅤ
Lexieㅤㅤ

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ㅤㅤher story in briefㅤㅤ

Suffering from childhood amnesia, Alessa has no memory of her life before she was 10 years old. Displaced in a foreign land, she was adopted and raised as a budding courtesan highly trained in dance.On the night before her debut, she witnessed the murder of her mentor and surrogate mother, Laila Yasin. Before her death, Laila wrote a letter to Alessa revealing that her life as a courtesan had been a front for being a spy for the Shinobi. Through her contacts, Laila had discovered a plot to kidnap Alessa. Failing in her attempt to stop this, she urged Alessa to flee Radz-at-Han.From the letter, Alessa also learned that the only possession she had on her when she was found as a child was a wooden box. Laila had kept it from her, hoping that she would not be burdened by an unhappy past. However, Alessa now possessed the key to discovering her origins.

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Shattered by the loss, Alessa found herself facing off against her mentor's murderer. However, her defeat in battle caused her to fall off the edge of a tall building, possibly to her death. Before hitting the ground, she lost consciousness when a sudden onslaught of extreme pain overwhelmed her.When Alessa eventually woke up on the shores of an unfamiliar beach, she discovered that the unthinkable had happened:Somehow, she had teleported to an unfamiliar land without any knowledge of how she had gotten there.

What was to happen next? Where would she go from here? How could she pick up the pieces of a broken life and create a new beginning?

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ㅤㅤ^01.the letterㅤㅤ

A letter written to Alessa by her mentor and surrogate mother reveals discoveries that will change the course of her life.

ㅤㅤ^canonㅤ^{▌ㅤ novrandt arc}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤ⁰²the fallㅤㅤ

In the wake of her mentor's death, Alessa faces off with the mystery assailant barely moments after a final farewell.

ㅤㅤ^canonㅤ^{▌ㅤ novrandt arc}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤ⁰³the arrivalㅤㅤ

After the most uncanny of lucid dreams, Alessa wakes to find herself on the beach of a mysterious land that looks nothing like home.

ㅤㅤ^canonㅤ^{▌ㅤ novrandt arc}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤdance lessonsㅤㅤ

A memory of happier times when Alessa was a fledging dancer who had just failed an examination. Again.

ㅤㅤ^memoriesㅤ^{▌ㅤ alessa's past}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤbackstageㅤㅤ

What happened moments before Alessa attempted to dance for the first time after the life she knew fell apart.

ㅤㅤ^memoriesㅤ^{▌ㅤ somewhere after the fall}ㅤ

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ㅤㅤa first danceㅤㅤ

What happens when you meet someone you know you knew once upon a dream?

ㅤㅤ^encountersㅤ^{▌ㅤ alessa ◈ ignis}ㅤ

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• gallery

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unless otherwise credited, all images in this gallery are taken by yours truly i only have ownership over my own original characters; all other ocs are pictured with the permission of their respective creators..

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ㅤㅤ^nsfwㅤ^{▌ㅤ private}ㅤ

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• contact

ㅤㅤconnectㅤㅤ

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ㅤalessa's norvrandt arcㅤ

This is part of a series of short stories that are canon to Alessa's story. These were originally written as a set-up to one of the RP collaborations that I had been the most excited about. As my partner's character was based in Novrandt, I wanted to shape Alessa's story to properly blend into hers.Alessa will also eventually have an Eorzean arc that would most likely happen in the future after these events had transpired. This is to enable me to write with people whose characters are based on Hydaelyn. Regardless, these will still given an insight to Alessa's origins, so hopefully they're worth a read!

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the aftermath of laila's passing

Alessa read the letter with dry eyes. And when she was done, she read it again.And again.And again.Reading, but not fully comprehending.She sat there for hours. Or it could have been minutes. Truly, she could not tell. Each heartbeat felt like a sledgehammer blow that was intense in its sharpness, eternal in its pain. Her fingers laced through the silken strands of Laila's hair, the idle action causing wafts of honeyed amber perfume to waft softly in the air, an oasis of solace against the metallic assault of blood.

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
go to sleep, my little baby

Alessa drew a finger across Laila's lush lips, now deathly pale beneath the lip paint she'd applied this morning. The world had always seen them as a testament to the Viera's sexual prowess. Lips that fell warriors and warlords to their knees with just a single smile. Yet, to Alessa, all she could remember were these same lips singing a lullaby to a child curled up in the darkness just to keep the nightmares at bay. She'd been way too old for lullabies, but that never stopped Laila from holding her close, and singing till dawn broke the shadows that haunted her dreams.

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Alessa's Lullaby - Hush-a-Bye

Ashley Serena

^{ㅤi imagine laila and alessa singing this together someday, somewhere.ㅤ}

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what if it was all just another lie?

What if it was just another lie?Still, before she could fully form the thought, she had gotten up on her feet, gathering up the precious items Laila had set aside for her, neatly packing them in a travelling satchel. The deeds, her wooden box, a velvet pouch of jewelry and gold pieces, several sets of her favorite outfits. Feeling as detached from her actions as a marionette, Alessa slipped the blood stained bullet she had removed from Laila's corpse into the velvet pouch.

Her corpse.

Alessa bit down savagely on her bottom lip, trying to choke down the sudden sob that surged through her and was now fighting to emerge from her throat. The taste of blood was bitter in her mouth. Raising her hand to her hair, she undid her headdress, allowing her long, white hair to drape over her shoulder, flowing down her back like a silken waterfall. Reaching down, she picked up the dagger from its sheath around her thigh and raised it to her neck. Squeezing her eyes shut, she slashed the dagger backwards, feeling the blade whisk swiftly past as if it were cutting through butter.The midnight wind tickled her neck as she felt a sudden, foreign lightness. Picking a ribbon up off the table, Alessa tied a knot around her fallen hair and gently placed it upon Laila's chest.The metallic sound of blades being drawn. Eager voices getting louder as foot steps approached.

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However, the words would not take shape. Only a wild shriek, both guttural and sharp in its madness, emerged from her lips.Alessa reached in her belt for her daggers, and threw them into the blazing inferno. Even in her blinding fury, she felt a icy calm in her chest that told her that her aim would be true. In all her years, she had never missed a target.But even as the weapons sliced through the air, there was no satisfying squelch of metal meeting flesh. Alessa barely had time to squint through the flames before she saw a bright object flying towards her at a blinding speed. Gasping, she looked down to see her own dagger lodged in her shoulder."What.."She bit back a shriek of defiance. How could he have not only have avoided, but also deflected her throw? A blur of silver made her look up in horror as she saw the other dagger flying right towards her chest. Flipping back, she threw herself off the ledge just in time to feel the blade slice past her arm, ripping open a gash as her blood spilled out. As she fell, Alessa's hands clutched at her pack, bracing herself for a fall that she knew would be incapacitating if not fatal. She felt wooden splinters pierce her fingers even as they brushed against something cool and smooth. A stone? But what could it -Alessa's scream cut off as a blinding pain ricocheted through her body for a second before the darkness took her.

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She needed him to hear her, hear her. She needed him to know her hatred.

She needed him to fear.

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ㅤalessa's norvrandt arcㅤ

This is part of a series of short stories that are canon to Alessa's story. These were originally written as a set-up to one of the RP collaborations that I had been the most excited about. As my partner's character was based in Novrandt, I wanted to shape Alessa's story to properly blend into hers.Alessa will also eventually have an Eorzean arc that would most likely happen in the future after these events had transpired. This is to enable me to write with people whose characters are based on Hydaelyn. Regardless, these will still given an insight to Alessa's origins, so hopefully they're worth a read!

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a letter to Alessa written by Laila.

My Alessa,If you get to read this, it probably means that I'm no longer with you. I am so sorry. I always meant to tell you this in person. Sometimes, I look at you, grown woman that you have become, and I still see you as that tiny child who carried such fire and sadness in her eyes.But this is no time to reminisce.I am a spy for the Shinobi, and I have been working undercover for them since I turned 13. Through my time as a Ta'Waif, I've been dealing in secrets; gathering information from drunk patrons in lieu of gold. I always planned to tell you, in fact; warrior soul that you are, I had thought to recruit you. My Alessa, defender of the weak. You would have been perfect for our cause. But, the life of a spy is fraught with danger, and you already carried more on your shoulders than any child ever should. I was waiting for the perfect time; but time is no one's servant, and it makes fools of us all.Alessa, your life is in peril. I have always kept an eye out for information about your background. And while doing so, I stumbled upon the makings of a plan by an organization, only known as Celatum. They mean to capture you, and you must not let them. I say this not just because you are the heart of my heart, but because countless innocents will suffer should their plan prevail. I wish I had more information for you, but in all my years as a spy, I've never seen anything that has frightened me this much. This is a highly meticulous scheme that has been in the works for years, possibly before you were born. I wish I could say with certainty what organization or individual is behind this, but I fear false leads and conjectures would cause more damage than good.

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I was waiting for the perfect time; but time is no one's servant, and it makes fools of us all.

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But always remember. You are the best and brightest, a true warrior. You will not break.

You must leave Thavnair at once. Take all the deeds and bonds in my drawer; these should allow you to lead a comfortable life until you find a safe place to set up your new life. I know you've spurned all inclinations to find out about your childhood, but I've had people look into the wooden box you had in possession as a child. It is made of the wood of a rare tree that only grows in Othard. You must board the merchant ship to Kugane. Not only will you be far from those who bear you ill here, you would stand the best chance of discovering your roots. I have contacts there, allies who will help you. They will know to look out for you.I am heartbroken to leave you like this, my oasis, my baby. But always remember. You are the best and brightest, a true warrior. You will not break. Be safe, and whatever you do: live; love. Be safe, and happy.
I have loved you always, and always will I love you.

Yours, ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Lailaㅤㅤㅤ

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