CHARACTER DETAILS: (WIP)
(CANONICALLY... she's supposed to be 20 now, but in game she's 18 for now :p)
(CANONICALLY... she's supposed to be 20 now, but in game she's 18 for now :p)
I.C. Backstory: ⥼━━━⥽ | Mental Development: ⥼━━━⥽ |
| Biographies... One might say they're to remember someone, or to honor a person's past. But this particular story of Hilaria goes way back to when Karakura wasn't Karakura... But when it was Takashima. A group of young, ambitious women left off the first station at the airport, arriving on the bright and secluded island of Takashima. Their first sight was the small, yet populated school that would change their lives for the rest of their days, where strangers would become friends, where uncharted streets would be memorable. But within those streets, it would be like a blast from the past. The history behind these girls wasn't a normal one. But tough. Harsh. Insufferable. And one of these girls, who now lives to tell the tale, resides freely on those streets. Stronger. Humble. Hilaria Amori-Caballero. Born with her father's fiery ginger-red locks, soft, dull blue eyes, and his subtle, sharp smirk. And her mother's mind, calculating, easily guarded, and strong. Once in Amori, she was called the thorns of their roses. There to protect, to nick and jab threats before they are touched. To pierce through cracks between defenses. Her sisters were no different from the stems of the roses. They all contained their own purpose. One with the charm of the petals. Traditional, like the roots of the stem. And the seed that keeps the blood going. But some would say that they heed no warning. Even when mixing blood. Especially, the unknown kind. When Amori took their first, fresh breath of air in Takashima, they thought this was their time to seek their future. Conquer a life where peace and harmony would remain. But what they didn't know was where to go. Stepping into the wrong path. The alleyways that called their names like sirens. Hilaria became Hikaru. And the others would be changed. Each has a name that hides their past, to clear their roots. What they didn't know was how it would've ruined them. The Amori's became the very monsters they feared. Hungry to feel the pain in knuckles when fighting. Greedy for the taste of riches and image. Wrathful when someone threatened their bloodline. Their name was heard in the streets. Not feared. But disgusted. Delinquents recklessly chasing the thrill. Clawing their way to be seen, to be heard. And that made the city avoid every step they took. But when a certain sister stepped up, their eldest, their heiress, everything seemed to change. Until one day, she wasn't there to save her. And for that, she blames herself every-single-day. Maria's death was the final thread that snapped Amori back into the darker, murky lives they thought to escape. They spiraled. Hilaria spiraled. Returning to Puebla, Mexico, the city that made them suffer, was a call to reality. A way to ground herself. To make her feel something again. Losing her closest blood-related sister felt like losing logic. The city that gave her those fresh, young scars, now old and permanent. Then one day, found slumped against the wall across the alleyway of Los Monstruos, a notorious fight club hidden in the cracks, she was dragged by the ear and lectured by her fourth uncle. Tío Salvi Rual Basileo Caballero. At age 16, this delinquent was taken under her uncle and shaped into a woman not of strength, but of humble willpower and traditional etiquette. Where her fights were brutal, but fair and calculated. Molded her anger into power, wielding it like energy whenever necessary. Hilaria was then taken in, learning to guide, just like her sister. At seventeen, Salvi took in a stray, 'Ari' Wagnar Caballero. Alongside John J. Caballero, who lost his family in a brutal, organized gang raid in Tijuana, Mexico. At eighteen, Hilaria decided to take both Ari and John to Karakura. A way to set them off on the right foot. Guiding them not toward violence, but into the future of their careers. Where they wouldn't have to suffer the same way Amori did. ...but who knows... Maybe it wouldn't be any different. | PRE-AMORI ARC: At age fourteen, Hikaru Amori had already developed a certain set of ideals and morals after leaving their hometown in Puebla, Mexico. Being surrounded by narrow terrains and unsafe territories, she was raised to always be on guard. Since they moved to Takashima, she never exceptionally opened up to anyone besides her closest relatives and friends. Hikaru would always meet people with a guarded look, expecting them to twist emotions and pretend not to be a threat. Surprisingly enough, in their childhood, going into their teenage years, Hikaru began to open up during their first few months staying in Takashima, away from the lurking shadows beneath the surface. This gave Hikaru a very big break after experiencing her horrid childhood. Going back in time, at age eight, Hikaru's sister, Maria, was involved in a massive kidnapping scheme by their grandfather, Valerio Amori. Angered by the fact that his son, Alejandro, refused to be the heir to his business conglomerate in Spain and Italy. So he plotted to take his eldest daughter in the process, only to be outsmarted by her own sisters, Hikaru and two others. This earned Hikaru's jagged, large scar along her right eye, lips, and jaw. From then on, Hikaru promised to gain strength despite her youth, hoping to protect Maria and the other Amori members. AMORI ARC. At age fifteen, the Amori family spread out all over Takashima. It grew in sudden numbers. Which should've been a good thing since their bloodline began expanding. But in reality, it was the most destructive decision ever. The image of family and union, meant to be a wonderful, powerful connection, only made them grow hungrier for attention in all corners. Their desperation turned into something darker, violent in a way that threatened citizens into not fearing them, but avoiding them out of despair. Hikaru, unfortunately, fed off their despair. Took it as a way of intimidation. Young yet fueled by rage, she would never hesitate to get rid of someone who ever insulted their blood. Threatened them. This is when Hikaru became someone so unhinged, her siblings would seek her for that kind of protection. Around this time, Hikaru indulged in the attention the same way the rest of her family did. Joining fights. Raids. Interrogations. This made her childhood look like a joke. Maria, however, would be the balance in that rage. The peace that guided her out of that. When Hikaru would fall too far in, it was her sister who called out to her like a savior. Hikaru was conflicted at first, didn't understand why she would let herself follow every word Maria made. Only to realize, in due time, that she was needed in a family filled with pure fury and brutality. And from then on and forward, Hikaru had followed her lead ever since that realization. Until after the week of a certain dinner, Maria was murdered in hopes of protecting someone. Took a blade while trying to hit one herself. Hikaru lost every sense, every meaning to continue pretending to be a good, balanced person. She lost herself back into violence, picking fights, a drag path of blood behind her after her sister's death. Amori slowly disbanded... or disappeared, who knew. Leaving Hikaru the only person to fend for herself. She was isolated and decided to return home to Puebla. Finding herself all alone after her mother, Yuzuki, had already passed, and her father was long gone and hidden. POST-AMORI, PRE-CABALLERO ARC: Hikaru turned back to her roots as Hilaria. Stripped the name like a tick sucking at her blood. But that didn't remove her violent, angry history that stuck with her like the surname Amori. Hilaria discovered fight club strips along the streets of Puebla, seeking feeling in her fists and knees. At sixteen, she was still weak, but her sudden growth spurt gave her an advantage to evolve from it. She was numb to anything but pain. And she only found herself begging for it more and more until she couldn't feel herself anymore. Until someone stopped her. Salvi. Found her bleeding from the head to her hands, dragging her by the ear, hollering about dirty streets and filthy skin. At first, Hilaria seriously considered fighting him, but she was already at her lowest. There was no point. CABALLERO ARC (Current.): Salvi took in Hilaria after a year. Training her fists better, calculating her moves. Making them not just brutal, but fair. This turned Hilaria's anger into straight energy. Simmering her violence into something humble, teaching her patience. Especially after meeting 'Ari' and John, she understood it then. How similar they are to Hilaria when she was much younger. She softened. And it wasn't pain Hilaria would seek. It was simply a family. |
Connections: (WIP)
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[Grade-12] 'Ari' Wagnar Caballero [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Adopted sister. NO clue how this happened, but I remember coming back home to find this German fuck sleeping in my bed. Tio Salvi told me that she was an orphan running from her family. Been there, done that, we took her in. I had no complaints. Except she stole my bed. Love the cabrona though."
[Grade-12] John Jeffries Caballero [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Tio Salvi told me how his sister was involved in a raid back in their Tijuana estate, leaving their only kid alive. Poor kids have been driven off the edge after that. Now this dumbass' been seeking out his purpose in gangs to reform them. God help this dimwit before he gets himself hurt. But I took him in myself after we moved out. I'd die for the kid, reminds me a lot of myself when I was 15. Still can’t fucking stand the douche's morals."
[Grade-12] Akihiko Morihiro [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Friend and... How does one say anything other than gang? Clubmate? Affiliated member? Something like that. I trust the boy with John. Very loyal even. I can't say I'm close, but he's also my insider when it comes to knowing if John's doing anything foolish. Like. Dangerously stupid."
[Grade-12] Aiden Takahashi [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Another one of John's friends/clubmates- you get the point. He seems awfully close to Akihiko, so I could say the same thing about this one. Trustworthy to the tee."
[Grade-12] Kakaro Sacree [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Oh. Uhm. Well... I haven't had such a close connection with anyone in a very long time. So this one's exclusive to me. I didn't think I could feel obsession in my chest until recently. Kakaro, you've blessed me."
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[Grade-12] 'Ari' Wagnar Caballero [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Adopted sister. NO clue how this happened, but I remember coming back home to find this German fuck sleeping in my bed. Tio Salvi told me that she was an orphan running from her family. Been there, done that, we took her in. I had no complaints. Except she stole my bed. Love the cabrona though."
[Grade-12] John Jeffries Caballero [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Tio Salvi told me how his sister was involved in a raid back in their Tijuana estate, leaving their only kid alive. Poor kids have been driven off the edge after that. Now this dumbass' been seeking out his purpose in gangs to reform them. God help this dimwit before he gets himself hurt. But I took him in myself after we moved out. I'd die for the kid, reminds me a lot of myself when I was 15. Still can’t fucking stand the douche's morals."
[Grade-12] Akihiko Morihiro [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Friend and... How does one say anything other than gang? Clubmate? Affiliated member? Something like that. I trust the boy with John. Very loyal even. I can't say I'm close, but he's also my insider when it comes to knowing if John's doing anything foolish. Like. Dangerously stupid."
[Grade-12] Aiden Takahashi [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Another one of John's friends/clubmates- you get the point. He seems awfully close to Akihiko, so I could say the same thing about this one. Trustworthy to the tee."
[Grade-12] Kakaro Sacree [STATUS]: Alive.
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"Oh. Uhm. Well... I haven't had such a close connection with anyone in a very long time. So this one's exclusive to me. I didn't think I could feel obsession in my chest until recently. Kakaro, you've blessed me."
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