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|[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PVjcIO4MT4 <font style="color:#006400">'''"Foxy Lady", The Jimi Hendrix Experience'''</font>]
:A young lady leaves her mother,
:I've made up my mind
:With no one to love her, to protect from the world.
:I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
:And I have seen the monsters,
:You've got to be all mine
:That will haunt her, that'll tear her all apart.
:All mine
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[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MwyuYT-9-YE <font style="color:#006400">'''"Empty Box", Morphine'''</font>]
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFY0hYEqQQw <font style="color:#006400">'''"Do Not Go Quietly Unto Your Grave", Morphine'''</font>]
:So I sent her back an empty box
:Nobody asked me, but here's my advice
:A big mistake, sent back an empty box
:To a young man or woman who's living this life
:Half in the shadows, half in the husky moonlight
:In a world gone to hell where nobody's safe
:And half insane just a sound
:Do not go quietly unto your grave
:Do not go quietly unto your grave
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{{Played by
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| Character name = Sturm
| Character name = Makoto "Memento" Mori
| Model name = Marie Kristin Gabert
| Model name = Nozomi Fuuto
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Revision as of 23:14, 11 April 2020

Makoto Mori
"I don't mean to toot my own horn, but if Jesus Christ lived in Chicago today, and he had come to me and he had five thousand dollars, let's just say things would have turned out differently." -- Billy Flynn, Chicago
   
  OVERVIEW


Appearance:

  • Mask: Makoto Mori is a slender, twig of a woman - but don't let her physical stature color her impact on any given room she enters. She's a towering figure in terms of presence, with harsh eyes, perfect posture, and an impeccable sense of style. There's a certain dangerous quality to her posture and expressions - as if she's always seconds away from honing on the weakest link in any given situation.
  • Mien: Though it'd be hard to describe Ms. Mori as "fully anthropomorphic," her features have definitely taken on certain vulpine characteristics. Her eyes are a glassy amber color, with vertical slits for pupils - a pair of fluffy fox ears poke through her hair - and her teeth have taken on a more feral, fang-like appearance. Additionally, fine golden-blonde fur covers her body, and she has three luxurious - almost glowing - tails that swish through the air behind her in dizzying patterns when she moves.
  • Mantle: The intermingling scents of expensive colognes and fancy cigars.

Personality: Makoto is gregarious... to a point. She's a terribly social creature when being social will help her achieve her goals, but perceptive parties might notice that her friendly nature is only skin deep. Beneath the veneer, Mr. Mori is ruthless, and cunning, and prepared to do most anything to get what she wants.


Public History

- Born in San Francisco in 1917
- Taken in 1943
- Returned in 2004
- Moved to Chicago, Illinois in 2010
- Established a law practice in 2015
- Moved to Philadelphia in 2020


  RP HOOKS


  • "I got the shotgun. You got the briefcase. It’s all in the game though, right?" - Need representation? Makoto's a defense attorney. Give her a call if you're in trouble - she even has special rates for Lost. She's got a beating heart, after all...
  • "If you're going to be a criminal, do your homework." - Makoto isn't discriminant with who she represents - and though she isn't really a criminal herself, she's well informed about the business practices of those who are.
  • "My Desires are very... Singular." - Ms. Mori isn't your average Spring courtier. What drives her association with the court is ambition, rather than simple desire. She knows exactly what she wants, and she's going to do everything in her power to ensure that she gets it.


  CONTACTS


  • MORE TO COME


  GALLERY
  QUOTES

"This is an example quote. You can leave a quote here, showing how your character would speak of Mementoa behind her back." - Your Name Here


  PROFILE
Legal Name:
Makoto Mori
Aliases:
Memento
Apparent Age:
Late 30's
Venue:
Changeling
Seeming:
Beast
Kith:
Leechfinger
Court and Position:
Spring, Sunrise Page
Needle/Thread:
Chess Master/Revenge
Faceclaim:
Nozomi Fuuto
Player:
Werewolf Girlfriend

Public Effects:
  • Rigid Mask
  • Spring Mantle 3

Soundtrack
"Foxy Lady", The Jimi Hendrix Experience
I've made up my mind
I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've got to be all mine
All mine


"Do Not Go Quietly Unto Your Grave", Morphine

Nobody asked me, but here's my advice
To a young man or woman who's living this life
In a world gone to hell where nobody's safe
Do not go quietly unto your grave
Do not go quietly unto your grave


  LOGS