Momohara Miki ✦ Daddy

❛❛ Sega

Momohara Miki

sixteen || bisexual || female || hero

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE

✔ COMPETITIVE,LOYAL,INTELLIGENT, QUICK WITTED, OBSERVANT



NEGATIVE

✖ DISRESPECTFUL, CHILDISH, JADED, MESSY, SELFISH



LIKES

✔ VIDEOGAMES, GARAGE BAND, JUNK FOOD, TINKERING,



DISLIKES

✖ DARKNESS, FORGETTING TO SAVE A GAME, AUTHORITY,



PERSONALITY

It goes without saying that Momohara’s personality is very cat like. A sweet side only to contrast to a quick cruel alternative. Bipolar shouldn’t be a word to describe her, but in certain aspects it fits quite well. She has different parts of her that come out when dealing with certain people. Her true and free self only unfolding to those who she deems trustworthy enough to handle her most fragile bits.

In her cruel persona, Momo is an extremely manipulative individual. She is an intelligent, calculating person with a tendency of being charismatic towards her partners, foes or even pedestrians. She views every situation as a board game, her hands shifting the pieces to her personal decisions. Despite being someone who loves being able to predict just how a person will react, Momo adores surprises. People who go outside of her perfected expectations are much more likely to gain her interests. As Sega, Momo is a playful hero who loves toying with people’s expectations and going flashy and outside the box--while also projecting her teammates into the light.

Momohara has a severe addiction to videogames. While some might find the idea of this to be unlikely, for Momohara it’s a reality. Her obsession with technology is grand, but her love for videogames reaching beyond that. She has almost every console imaginable, her father’s financial background giving her more than enough coverage for each of them. Momohara is often caught after school, at lunch and even in class--hoarding a small electronic to play games on. Her switch is her favorite to carry around, but once confiscated--her DS is a great backup. Her addiction can easily be tied to her technology based quirk, but there’s more to it than that. Having grown up with a great fear of the darkness, and a nanny who wouldn’t allow the light on in her room. Momohara developed a primary insomnia because of her childish, irrational fear--and never particularly grew out of it.

Her sweet side seems to be coming more and more rare these days. Saved for licks of moments with people she trusts and always present when at her father’s side. Momo’s kindness is minimal, but heartwarming none the left. Carefully plucked words to form sweet sentences of adoration. Quiet fond flirts and laughs hidden behind the back of her hand. Momo’s most prominent form of genial is her physical affection. Not meant to be sexual at all, Momohara loves to be touched. Head pats, having her hair played with, a hand on hers, practically anything to soothe her frame is welcome. Rarely, she’ll even ask for cuddles.

APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 160 cm

WEIGHT: 50 kg

HAIR/STYLE: Momohara's hair drapes just past her shoulder blades, it's thin and a shade of light oak.

SKIN/SCARS: Momo's skin is very fair and pale, easy to gain bruises without much pressure.

EYES: Momohara has very round large eyes, the pair are almost the same shade as her hair.

NOTABLES: Momohara constantly sports a pair of pink triangles on her cheeks. They're made with water resistant paint, but can come off and will smear.


Momohara Miki hasn't always been a little smaller than the rest. Having a petite frame matched with her under average height allows her to be considered very compact. In her earlier years, she was a lot heavier--and it shows in her rounded frame and stretch marks on her stomach, hips and arms. Momo sports an almost identical in color eyes and hair, her eyes being a little lighter in shade. Both are brown in color, soft looking and warm.

Momohara's attire ranges. For casual outings, Momo dresses in a very comfortably cute style. High-waisted shorts and crop tops, pleated skirts and thigh highs. When lounging at a friends or her own dorm though, Momo tends to have a lack of clothes on; a shirt and underwear if you're lucky. She has no shame when it comes to other's seeing her body. When playing games at tournaments, or working in hero situations in class--Momo tends to wear skin tight full body latex suits. They're often bright in color, with patterns or logos adorning them. She likes them best for serious work since it feels like shes just wearing another layer of skin.

HISTORY

Growing up with a spoiling father, Momohara always had everything she wanted. All the new clothes, toys, and items she could imagine. Mr.Miki was a good man, and always wanted to give the best to his ‘little princess’. Albeit, to provide those things for her, he worked; a lot. So much that having the man in the house was a rarity that caused for a fancy dinner. Momo enjoyed her gifts, her comfortable lifestyle, and everything else being the blood of this man gave her. Yet--she enjoyed her time with her father more, which became less and less. It was your typical spoiled well off kid who would rather have time with her father than the money he sent for her birthday. A sap story not deserving much sympathy.

Momohara was raised by the maids of the house instead. Sweet women that pampered her well. Their paychecks enough to have them deal with her spiking attitude and fury. As a child, Momo had a set bedtime. Her wind down began at 8:30, showered, brushed her teeth and should be tucked in by 9 sharp. Her large doors would be shut and she would be left to the darkness of her room. Her fear of darkness could have been stemmed from the disturbing rumble of loneliness with the big room--or maybe her imagination was just always too active.

She swore she could feel presences in the dark with her, surrounding her bed, under it and even above it while she rested. The idea of it drove her crazy, and she would find any way to keep light within her room. Night lights were too far from the bed, lamps weren’t allowed on passed curfew, and any noisy toys would get confiscated after the servants took notice to the sound. It wasn’t until Momo received her first DS console that things changed. She hadn’t asked for it, videogames were a boys thing in her mind. She had gotten a handful of games to go with it, cooking, puppies and games that were all deemed girly enough for her. With the package, came two other games though. One with fighting and the other shooting. Momo had never taken interest in anything like it, but first few rounds of the game and she was hooked. Hooked enough to sneak it into her room and find that the console made a great light in her room.

As Momohara aged, her interest in video games didn’t stop there. It only grew. New games turned into new consoles and new information on the stuff. She became addicted to her games, lighting up her room all night long with them rather than sleeping what little she could without them. From there on, Momo started to get into other things--internet surfing, anime, anything nerdy she could get her hands on. She took her talents with videogames to tournaments and a bit of media. When it came to school she was exceptional, her attitude got her into trouble a lot--detention being where she spent a lot of her evenings, but it wasn’t too much trouble.

At the introduction of the first hero school, her interest was immediately piqued. Momohara never knew where to take herself after middle school, she hadn’t put much thought into it. She just wanted to play videogames and have fun. Going into coding or IT seemed out of her style--but heroing...heroing didn’t. A lot of the time in her games, you were the hero. Saving people by fighting the bad guys. She already knew she played that role well--so why not make it official?