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Name: Estellise Sidos Heurassein (Estelle)
Series: Tales of Vesperia
Age: 18
Canon: Tales of Vesperia is the story of six brave rpg-class characters and a dog as they journey to save the world from corruption, injustice, and a metaphoric dependence on fossil fuels. Their quest takes them from one end of the world to the other and pits them against all sorts of tasks -- such as rescuing children from monsters, finding lost pirate treasure, removing a corrupt knight from power, going back in time, starring in a play, funding an orphanage and counting cherry blossoms. A hero's work is never done!
Estellise -- or Estelle, as she delights to be called -- is the party's sheltered princess, though that certainly doesn't make her ignorant. Estelle seems to have filled most of her hours with reading books -- everything from fairy tale romances to history to books on trade routes or sword maintenance -- and will quote relevant passages from memory at every opportunity. She's idealistic and enthusiastic, eagerly seeking out new experiences and locations now that she's freed from the castle, and balances her naivete with a reasonable nature. Estelle's biggest desire in life is to be able to find balance between duty and self: to find her passion, help others, and to see the world with her own eyes.
Note: the Tales series is fond of meta-style jokes where they reference real-world things with barely-obscured titles.
Sample:
So this is a mid-western farm. The stalks of corn waving gently in the fading light, the scent of freshly-turned soil... it really is beautiful -- I'm so grateful to get to see it in person; reading about it really isn't a good substitute. Everyone should experience their own heartland at least once. After all, only he can understand what a farm is, what a country is, who shall have sacrificed part of himself to his farm or country, fought to save it, struggled to make it beautiful. Only then will the love of farm or country fill his heart. ...You can tell the man who wrote that really put his heart into the land, can't you? The wonderful view aside though, I always thought a farm would be more lively than this, bustling with field-hands -- fields filled with piles of hands isn't exactly what I'd pictured, even if they are waving. And that fresh soil looks like it's been dug up not for planting crops, but for a grave! Th-This can't be right.
Unless-- oh! I know: Are you a theater town? That must be it -- all those hands are just props. Or.. stage hands? Anyway, how wonderful! An entire town devoted to pretending to be someone you're not... that sounds like so much fun. And the costumes certainly are detailed! Though it is a little confusing, for an outsider, since it's my first time seeing a production this complicated. It might be a little clearer if you-- O-Oh, no. I shouldn't. I'm sure it'd be annoying if someone who's just an audience member like me went around pestering you with ideas and suggestions. I'm sure I wouldn't be at all qualified. Though if you really think I could help, then I'd be happy to. You're trying to stage a romance, aren't you? Or at least, your stage bill says you're looking for someone to fill the lead role who 'knows the best way to a woman's heart, preferably not through her ribcage'. The best way to a woman's heart... Well, I've really only experimented once or twice, so I wouldn't say I'm much of a thespian, but I've done a lot of reading and I do have a few ideas.
First, I don't think it was a good idea to mix genres. A cheesy horror like "Sunrise of the Soulless" just doesn't mix well with the society romance of a classic novel like "Hubris and Hate". Besides that, it just ends up looking like a bit of a self-insert role, if you have Elizabeth marry someone who's already dead -- and what about poor Mr. Darcy? They do say romance is dead, but I don't think something like this is really what they mean. I'm sorry, but this is a terrible ending. But I'm rooting for you, so don't give up, okay? Maybe I could get a better idea of how the plot should resolve if I spoke with the director.
--What do you mean no one's ever seen her?
42/9 = 82.4%
Series: Tales of Vesperia
Age: 18
Canon: Tales of Vesperia is the story of six brave rpg-class characters and a dog as they journey to save the world from corruption, injustice, and a metaphoric dependence on fossil fuels. Their quest takes them from one end of the world to the other and pits them against all sorts of tasks -- such as rescuing children from monsters, finding lost pirate treasure, removing a corrupt knight from power, going back in time, starring in a play, funding an orphanage and counting cherry blossoms. A hero's work is never done!
Estellise -- or Estelle, as she delights to be called -- is the party's sheltered princess, though that certainly doesn't make her ignorant. Estelle seems to have filled most of her hours with reading books -- everything from fairy tale romances to history to books on trade routes or sword maintenance -- and will quote relevant passages from memory at every opportunity. She's idealistic and enthusiastic, eagerly seeking out new experiences and locations now that she's freed from the castle, and balances her naivete with a reasonable nature. Estelle's biggest desire in life is to be able to find balance between duty and self: to find her passion, help others, and to see the world with her own eyes.
Note: the Tales series is fond of meta-style jokes where they reference real-world things with barely-obscured titles.
Sample:
So this is a mid-western farm. The stalks of corn waving gently in the fading light, the scent of freshly-turned soil... it really is beautiful -- I'm so grateful to get to see it in person; reading about it really isn't a good substitute. Everyone should experience their own heartland at least once. After all, only he can understand what a farm is, what a country is, who shall have sacrificed part of himself to his farm or country, fought to save it, struggled to make it beautiful. Only then will the love of farm or country fill his heart. ...You can tell the man who wrote that really put his heart into the land, can't you? The wonderful view aside though, I always thought a farm would be more lively than this, bustling with field-hands -- fields filled with piles of hands isn't exactly what I'd pictured, even if they are waving. And that fresh soil looks like it's been dug up not for planting crops, but for a grave! Th-This can't be right.
Unless-- oh! I know: Are you a theater town? That must be it -- all those hands are just props. Or.. stage hands? Anyway, how wonderful! An entire town devoted to pretending to be someone you're not... that sounds like so much fun. And the costumes certainly are detailed! Though it is a little confusing, for an outsider, since it's my first time seeing a production this complicated. It might be a little clearer if you-- O-Oh, no. I shouldn't. I'm sure it'd be annoying if someone who's just an audience member like me went around pestering you with ideas and suggestions. I'm sure I wouldn't be at all qualified. Though if you really think I could help, then I'd be happy to. You're trying to stage a romance, aren't you? Or at least, your stage bill says you're looking for someone to fill the lead role who 'knows the best way to a woman's heart, preferably not through her ribcage'. The best way to a woman's heart... Well, I've really only experimented once or twice, so I wouldn't say I'm much of a thespian, but I've done a lot of reading and I do have a few ideas.
First, I don't think it was a good idea to mix genres. A cheesy horror like "Sunrise of the Soulless" just doesn't mix well with the society romance of a classic novel like "Hubris and Hate". Besides that, it just ends up looking like a bit of a self-insert role, if you have Elizabeth marry someone who's already dead -- and what about poor Mr. Darcy? They do say romance is dead, but I don't think something like this is really what they mean. I'm sorry, but this is a terrible ending. But I'm rooting for you, so don't give up, okay? Maybe I could get a better idea of how the plot should resolve if I spoke with the director.
--What do you mean no one's ever seen her?
42/9 = 82.4%