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:: Name :: Ise Hasegawai
:: Alias :: Marina Hallgarten
:: Age :: 20
:: Sex?! :: Girl
:: B-Day :: December 13th

:: Mirrors are wonderful things, now aren’t they? ::
Ise has mismatched eyes; one eye color being dark brown, while the other being a lifeless light gray. Slightly ashamed of this, she wears an eye patch over it, as unfashionable as it may be. Glasses on nose and pencil tucked away behind one of her small pair of cat ears, she also has a little tiny sharp fang to go along with it. She’s not at all fat, “racked”, or really skinny, but rather... a bit “skimpy” you might say. From far away or even in the dark her hair seems to be very dark shade of black, but when in the sun, her mid-back-length hair is clearly a mix of both a chestnut and a dark chocolate color.

:: What to wear... ::
Spring+Summer
During this time she wears a thin white t-shirt and knee-high socks, black boots, and a simple overalls, sometimes having paint stains on it. Also, overtop of it all, she also wear a dark brown trench coat. Yes, I know; what type of idiot wears a trench coat in the summer. Well two words for you there; this type.

Autumn
In the autumn seasons she wears a dark and light stripped brown sweater and denim jeans. She continues the wear the same type of black boots, head topped with a beret, a wears another coat on top of it all, this time the color being in the brown hues.

Winter
In winter, Ise normally wears a big black and white coat and boots, and a pair of black gloves. She also wears a pair of fuzzy-yet mismatched socks, a red scarf, denim jeans, and a big hooded sweater.

:: My emotions change just like the seasons... When I want it to ::
Back when she was smaller she had always loved hearing stories and painting and up to this very day, she still continues to do so; Her long life dream may have been to own a farm, to become a chef, or maybe to own a small shop just on the outskirts of the village; no one really knows for sure, since the story changes each time she retells it. Either way, ever since she has moved to here, her personality had changed; from a complaining and easily angered spoiled child to a nice and clumsy, generous girl, into finally a generally nice but secretive person who likes to enjoy the finer things in life and is sometimes willing to give a helping hand or an open ear to those in need... Keyword being; 'sometimes'... She also has a tendency to both say and do the oddest, creepiest and most random of things during pregnant silences. It also may or may not be wise to believe what she says 100 percent, as it is often very difficult to determine whether what she says is the absolute truth or an absolute lie.

She claims to loathe visual arts of all kinds, yet continues to draw and be in awe when you present one to her. Not only that, but she never tells people about her real name and is reculant to talk when asked about what she did before she came back to Aurora Island. I wonder why...

:: Hearts ::
Keeping secrets: She claims it “makes her feel special”...
Painting: A pastime of hers that she’s been continuing for quite some years now.
Cats: Come on. They’re cats. How could you NOT like them?!
Reading
Cake and Wine

:: Cross ::
Milk: It tastes so... bland
Water: She can't swim...
Cooking: Every time she uses a kitchen, almost anything she makes comes out a disaster...
Bugs/Insects/Worms/Spiders: She is afraid of them. That’s just about it...

:: Stuff ::
Sketch book
Coats/Jackets
Large suitcases
Canvas board
Journal/Sketch book
Pencil

:: The Girl who Cried Wolf ::
Back then in her childhood days, she used to be quite the curious and spoiled little brat with quite a big temper; always getting mad if she never got what she wanted. She didn't live in a mansion, but a lovely big, expensive, and quite exquisite house. Her mother was a gentle and kind, loving mother, who wanted nothing more than to see her daughter smile. Her father was a famous play writer, director of many movies that had become great hits. Ah, for her, it was the life. Until...

One day while her mother and here were walking back home from the super market, Ise thought she saw something move up on a nearby hill, on a train track. So she pulled away from her mother and went to check it out, all the while a train was coming. Her mother, being the loving and protective person she was, chased after her and quickly managed to push her daughter out of the way, making the machine run over herself. Her father was devastated and because of the pain and shock he felt, he started to stop concentrating, and was soon out of business after a few months. With no job and money to pay for the house, he started to believe that this was all Ise’s fault so started abusing her psychically, emotionally and mentally, and always locked her up in her room, only letting her out for food which was basically a bread slice and a cup of water a week. The police soon found out about this and took her away from the father, placing her in a foster home. She soon got adopted after maybe a year or two with a seemingly nice person. But poor her, this incident had scarred her both emotionally and psychologically for the next years to come.

Over the years that went by, Ise started to develop a taste in lying and was soon known throughout her whole school and community as the ‘unforgivable liar'; she even started lying to the police, claiming that her new foster parents were abusing her, and had once even staged them up too. But after her 8th birthday, things started to start up again; the abusing, that is- possibly even worse and much more severe than the last time. She tried to tell her school, peers, etc. but they all never believed her as they had realized all the lies she had told. She even tried to tell the police but unfortunately for her, they too found out abut her reputations for lies and so they didn’t believe her. She became blind in her right eye as a result of an “argument” she and her foster father had had. Some years later, at the age of sixteen and a half, she decided to run away from home, to somewhere far away; somewhere where she could escape all of this. So she packed up her bags – and suitcase - and headed out, but not before preparing to clean up her act and change her attitude. But where? She wondered to herself, still walking through the streets. That was when she then saw a boat, getting ready to leave. Not caring where she decided to hop on and go wherever it took her – to Aurora Island.

Ise had pretty much, just became accustomed to this type of life style, but until after a few months of living there came that incident... Yes, she was one of those ‘survivors’. No one knows really what exactly she did during the months that followed after, or where she went, but what ever it was, had caused her to change her name to Marina Hallgarten and made her revert slightly back to her lying self.

:: Heart rates ::

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