#airi chisaka — ceo and dollmaker

[thetwoultimates]

Just a quick check-up. Ichi just wanted to make sure Airi wasn't overworking herself. Yeah, that was it. Nothing bad was going on. Peeking into the office where her girlfriend was suppose to be, she held her breath, calling out for the dollmaker quietly, "Airi?"

Opening that door, it was no office. Perhaps it was another space, perhaps it was where once there was a room—however, what was there instead of the office was Airi’s bedroom. It was far from what it was now, the amount of dolls not being a fraction of what it became later on, the furniture cheap and simple, so unlike what it was now.

“…I’m sorry, is… mother asking for me? Or is it father?”

The teen, who seemed to be 12 or so, was sitting by the bed. In her arms, being held so tightly, was a doll of her older brother, Aoto. He had been the one who helped her the most when she was that young, wasn’t he?

She wasn’t sure of who was that, so she felt the urge to pull her knees close to her chest. The kimono, too tight for that, stopped her movements. She hung her head when she noticed that.

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[thetwoultimates]

Even if Ichi tried to drag her, Airi’s heels were firmly planted on the ground, the defeated dollmaker’s knees barely holding her up. With her available hand, she found support in those shaky knees, trying to take deep breaths between the spinning of her head and the fast-paced samba of her heart. Shaking her head in denial, she tried to think of an excuse as to why she wouldn’t move, one that wouldn’t give away her already obvious frail disposition.

“…w-why not save the best for later?” Her voice was weak, but she gathered enough strength to push it out her throat. “If we go to all of the exciting rides first, we won’t have any good ones to finish our day, right?”

She hoped, more than anything else, that Ichi would understand her simple wish. Please, I just don’t want to feel like I’ll fall off the ride for once, just— just for once…

It wasn’t uncommon for Airi to be a bit forceful, with how stubborn she could become, but perhaps the paleness of her face and the way she walked, like she might collapse at any instant, gave away that she didn’t think the rollercoasters were ‘the best’ or as exciting as she said they were.

“Ichi? Are you free today?” — @thetwoultimates (Airi)

Ichi, who was asleep, didn’t hear her girlfriend at the door. Between nightmares, school work, house work, and having to take care of Lily, the analytic grew tired. Today was White Day, she knew that, but she didn’t expect Airi to remember or have the time. So rather than prepare for something she wasn’t sure she was coming, Ichi fell asleep. Taking a quick power nap so she’d have the energy to play with Lily later.

So this left the small girl in red to open the door. They had been drawing in the kitchen when they heard the voice. At first, she didn’t say a thing while she pet Mochi, waiting for Ichi to come down and answer. When her sister never came, the little guardian let out a yawn and began making her way to the door. Combing her messy hair with one hand while the other rubbed her tired eyes. 

Airi was greeted with a child around half her size, who didn’t seem very pleased to see her. Although, this look of displeasure could also be explained by how tired they were. In any case, they greeted the dollmaker with a flat and tired greeting.

“Hello.”

@thetwoultimates

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Meet the participants! (3/16)

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|Basics|

Name: Airi Chisaka.

Gender: Female.

Age: 16 (presumed).

Birthday: May 5.

Height: 5"9' (175cm).

Weight: 154lbs (70kg).

Appearance: She's a small, curveless girl, with pale green eyes. She has white hair that goes all the way to the top of her back, which she usually wears in two buns on the sides of her head; her hair is wavy, with a straight bang that usually covers her eyebrows, easy to create knots but very easy to brush. It seems that her white hair is a family trait, with most of her siblings having similar hair, something that apparently comes from their paternal grandfather. She doesn't usually put anything in her hair, but sometimes she puts ribbons on it.

Another ugly duck :(

Personality: Airi is a very shy and quiet girl, not talking much unless she considers it to be very important, with a very realistic worldview and without exaggerating for good or bad in any situation: she speaks her mind, and keeps it that way unless someone has been hurt deeply about it and she is wrong, in that instance she will apologize for what she said. Usually she acts rationally and does her best to follow a calculated and planned path for her — yet she becomes easily emotional when her ----- is the subject, or when something or someone she cares about is being discussed or endangered. Despite her seemingly cold nature, she simply doesn't have enough social skills to show what she feels, and expresses herself more by simple gestures than words.

Airi has as much low self-esteem regarding her body, personality and talents as possible. As taught from a young age, she should be better than her siblings at all costs, and being shy and emotionally stable is a "masculine" thing, so they are considered traits she shouldn't have. Although she has no personal grudge against her brothers and sisters, she studies every day to be better than them, and to not be rejected and excluded by her family, although expressing that perhaps she could finally have peace in that scenario. Airi often acts very distant from others, but insists on giving them nicknames, whether they like it or not; however, she takes them very seriously, understanding their feelings — but putting logic above that. By her suspicious nature, demanding evidence for every argument given, she is a valuable addition to a team with her intelligence and resilience.

Status: Alive (as of now!).

Affiliation: Chisaka Corporation, Sharomuzu High School, class 101.

|Relationships|

Parents

Mother: Mei Chisaka.

Father: Yuki Chisaka.

Siblings

Older brothers: Kosuke, Shota and Aoto Chisaka.

Younger siblings: Reina, Fuka, Rento.

Friends: Izamu Adachihara, Nobuyuki Atari.

Romantic Interest: None, yet! Doesn't that make you upset, abnormal?

Pet: A cute little cat named Aki.

|Abilities|

Talent: the Ultimate Dollmaker.

Talent Description: Airi received her title through her amazing skills at making dolls by hand, besides being the CEO of the most important corporation when it comes to children's entertainment, having turned into a very popular celebrity amongst children and easily one of the most known people in Japan, having millions of people trying to acquire the first copies of her dolls. Airi designs all of the toys for her company, and makes the first samples of each by hand, thus making the first samples the most disputed. She puts even more care into her dolls, making them in all sizes and styles, but making it so they fit the current trends and the seasons — be them traditional Japanese dolls, steampunk dolls, Lolita dolls, gothic dolls, there is always one for your needs. Airi has a vast knowledge in history, geography and the costumes all around the world, specially when it comes to clothing; she knows much about people's behavior and about their feelings, being very good with understanding others before they even understand themselves. She possesses much anatomical knowledge, to keep the proportions correct, and knowledge in politics and finances for her company.

Mental Abilities: One of the most perceptive and strategic out of all the participants. She is really good at seeing through people's lies and acts as an impartial judge in any dispute, besides a great lie detector. She puts all of her efforts into doing the best job into uncovering all the truth and doing it correctly. She has a fair amount of intelligence when it comes to sewing.

Physical Abilities: She is well trained in capoeira, and has a good amount of natural strength. She depends more on her strategies than on her body, being very patient and waiting to see how her enemy acts before reacting. She has pretty good stamina, but wouldn't stand for as much time as an athlete would. Her resistance is little, unless she is going right against someone she can see and fight back.

|Killing Game Status|

Participated: Currently participating in the Killing Cruise Trip! As of now, one of the 16 living participants~!

|History|

The only part of her past that you need to know, for now: she was isolated from others, being treated very badly by her mother for her lack of social skills, unlike most of her siblings. Her father and older brothers were constantly forgetting her, and she spent her days playing in her room alone, being educated by her mother that she should be better than her siblings — otherwise she would be absolutely worthless and be thrown away. After her father discovered her talent as a dollmaker, she went to work in the toy production company as the head of design, quickly becoming famous and gaining the affection of her father and older siblings while still being abused by her younger siblings. Want more? Be patient!

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[thetwoultimates]

"...Airi..?" -Ichi

“…”

The dollmaker is sitting on her bed. Her eyes are vacant, but she raised her head a little upon hearing her name.

She looks utterly exhausted. How much did she overwork herself since the last time they met in person? She seemed skinnier, sickly. Ichi wouldn’t be able to tell, but that was much similar to how she looked as a small child. Like she stood with one feet in a grave and the other on the ground.

She didn’t speak. It looks like she tried to, opening her mouth, but all that left was a pitiful noise.

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[thetwoultimates]

Two quiet knocks in rapid succession. Should Airi be too busy with work, Ichi would instead leave a note on her bed. But still, she at least wanted to check up on her girlfriend.

“Come in, Ichi. The door is unlocked.”

How did she know the one outside the door was Ichi? Well, it was a simple thing for her, though it would be difficult to explain it in words for anyone but the Chisaka family. Regardless, Airi placed the papers she had in hands back on the table, using her now available hand to pat Aki, who was sleeping on her lap without a care in the world.

She wasn’t surprised Ichi would come to her after deciding to finally wake up. She did have enough time to prepare plans for the following week, thanks to Ichi’s prolonged rest, though it did worry her a little that she spent that much time laying down. Airi thought she might just sleep for the rest of the day.

“What is it?”

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[thetwoultimates]

"...Pleased to meet you, Tengan-san. I am Airi Chisaka, the CEO of the Chisaka Corporation and former Ultimate Dollmaker. Your talent seems like an intriguing one."

...Way to ignore the goddess claims. She was good at that, with the type of people she had met while working.

Attention!

An entourage of black-suited men appeared on screen, each of them wearing their own pair of sunglasses and a pretty nifty earpiece to match. Their gruff and tough appearance was perfect to protect the girl that walked out from within them.

“Ladies and Gentleman, have no fear, your goddess is here.”

As she flipped her hair, gentlemen behind her immediately began to clap, a few harder than others.

“I am Miterofi, the Greek Goddess of Pastries. Yes, you heard me right, I am indeed a true god thought to have existed so long ago.”

“I am here to pass the time as I await for my new shop to open abroad.”

She paused for a moment before continuing, a hint of panic in her voice.

“And also in search of my sister.. But while I’m here, you may refer to me by my mortal name and title: Naomi Tengan, the Elite Pâtissier.”

“It is very nice to meet you all.”

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[thetwoultimates]

In full bloom.

With materials in hands, she worked hard on her gift for her lover, eyes never leaving her project. Once the dolls were done, she moved to the place where they would live in, quickly becoming big enough to cover most of the room’s floor; she had already planned how it was supposed to be taken apart without destroying any of the individual parts, however, so she didn’t care much about the size and how it could be moved around. It was way past her bedtime when she finished, but what was a bit of sleep compared to the smile that Ichi would give her when seeing that gift? Now all that was left was to do what she did best—pretend she did nothing at all—and hide it until the day came. So she rose from her chair, stretching her arms above her head, with a satisfied grin.

It was a remarkably stunning evening. The moon was showering the world with its neverending glory, the stars sparkled and graced the world with their beauty, and she was sure that the garden, filled with cherry blossoms in full bloom, would be even more beautiful under the moonlight than it would otherwise. So she walked towards the window, opening it to receive the gentle nightly breeze she would often get in her small doll-making room, and glanced outside.

That was when she saw it.

The first thing that came to her were tears, hot and persistent in their efforts to spill, and the lump in her throat that refused to let her call out to that person. She would have recognized that silhouette no matter the time, but the moon shone upon them so unmistakeably that her heart jumped instantly. And then, instead of thinking or planning or carefully considering her options, her mind went blank, and her feet moved as swiftly as they could.

It was uncommon for anyone to see Airi in such a frantic state, running through the hallways with no regards to her usual poised appearance—servants were left speechless, and her siblings, slowly hearing of their sister’s actions despite her orders to rest and let her body heal, were soon trying to locate her. Yet none of them could stop her, and she had soon reached the doors to the garden.

In the front garden, under cherries in full bloom, her eyes fell upon the three people who had entered without being noticed by the security. A man with dark hair, holding onto a small, blond boy, followed by the one who made her heart be filled with hope. The three of them were terribly hurt, the older ones far more hurt than the little boy, but they still seemed to keep his sides protected with their own presence, tense, ready to attack if he was threatened.

The woman looked up, Airi’s steps took her attention.

Their eyes met. Even with face smeared with dried tears and blood, even with the injuries that covered her body, even with the way she stumbled forward, legs almost giving in to the pressure of resisting gravity, she was still the same person Airi had trusted for so many years now. A sparkle of recognition, slightly wide eyes, and tears mirroring her own.

Airi dashed forward, embracing the redhead with all she had, a scream leaving her lips before she could stop herself.

“Megumi…!”

Her former upperclasswoman didn’t respond, not with words at least. Quietly, as injured as she was, she wrapped her arms around her long-time friend, holding her close.

It didn’t take long for Shota to arrive, followed shortly by the other siblings, and even the Hamasaki twins. But in those eternal seconds, under the petals that reminded them of the fragility of that moment, friends—sisters from different parents—were reunited.

[thetwoultimates]

Something that only you can give her is... your time and attention, which is invaluable to Ichi!

“Too little. Just my time and attention is not enough.”

Airi held a carving knife, carefully shaping the pieces of wood that were on her table. It had been a while since she handled wood in one of her projects, so she wasn’t confident of the results, but the more she went the more she could feel that old excitement of working on a personal project.

“…twenty-six—no, maybe thirty would be nice,” She mused, looking to the wall in front of her. There was a wall covered in sketchbook pages, drawings of various different dolls and even houses there. “…I can manage that much, but perhaps the scale of the city would be too much. …Mhm, yes, a neighborhood is fine.”

[thetwoultimates]

“A-Airi-sama, your hospital gown—!”

“It didn’t match my aesthetic standards, so I changed into something a little bit better.”

She continued eating her blueberry pie, under the beautiful tree. It wasn’t the right season, and the cherry blossoms weren’t in full bloom, but she still enjoyed it greatly.

“Airi-sama, Harima-sensei said you should be in the infirmary!”

“…hm, no, I remember the wording was more close to ‘Chisaka-san should rest until she fully recovers’ than anything else. I am resting, as instructed. I see no issue here.”

[thetwoultimates]

“I’m popular now? Well, no matter. It’s nice to meet you, Spy.”

She reads the tags, alright?

Promo Post #3: Makeover

“…you know, you would think I’d have this figured out by the third time. Nope, apparently not.”

*a voice calls out, slightly distorted by the static. In a few moments, however, the camera turns on. What appears on the screen is a flat plain.*

“Oh, there we go. Alright, let’s do this.”

*footsteps could be heard, and within a few moments, someone walks into view*

“Hi. Call me Spy. I’m the Ultimate Sniper. Granted, some of you probably know that. Anyways, I’m doing another one of these because, well, I decided to change my look a little.”

“Anyways, let’s get to the main part of this. Can I have a promo, please?”

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[thetwoultimates]

Planes are tubes of metal full of anxiety

“You think so? I enjoy them greatly. It gives me much time to rest.”

[thetwoultimates]

Oh my god they're alive

“…Against astronomically low chances of surviving, they still made it. …Even then…”

What happened while they were away? How did Megumi sustain that level of injuries? And Kosei, who they didn’t manage to locate for months now, how did they get to him? She was glad that her friend was alive, and that she hadn’t been alone, but there were many things she was concerned about.

“Hey, did you ask the maids to clean that ribbon she had with her?”

“Of course. She asked me to do so, I couldn’t exactly deny her that favor.”

[thetwoultimates]

They found Kosei??

It’s a miracle that this man didn’t die protecting Kosei. His eye was almost completely removed by a sharp object, and there was an entire part of his left foot that was cut off. The fractures are also worrying, if only by how close he is to have a bone pierce his lungs. It will take some time for his hand to fully heal as well. As for the arm, Aiko-chan has more authority than me when it comes to that. …Megumi…

…she was stabbed multiple times, but her condition is already stabilizing. Her ankle is sprained, she has a concussion, and her vocal cords were removed entirely. I would say someone with medical knowledge did the procedure, from the skill put into it. Kosei’s injuries are light in comparison, but both his legs were broken.

Airi analyzed the three new patients of the private infirmary. Hachirou was sitting on his bed, watching over them as well.

“…I’m glad you found them,” He finally spoke up, the worry in his face clear, “but you should be resting too, you know.”

“Yeah. I know.”

Hachirou shifted his attention to Kosei, the boy’s loud snores keeping the room from falling into silence. Even after insisting that he wouldn’t sleep, and that he had to watch over his older sister, he quickly collapsed on the bed when brought inside the mansion. The hacker smiled, shaking his head. …Stubborn little brat.

[thetwoultimates]

Speaking of siblings, Ichi went to the arcade with your siblings once!

“Pffft—yes, Rento showed me his recordings.”

It was enjoyable to see Kosuke-niisan finally having some fun. And Ichi looked really happy, too…

[thetwoultimates]

who are the dolls you're making?

“…they’re dolls. Original ones, if you’re asking if they were based on anyone.”

[thetwoultimates]

Then just give her something sweet :D

“I will consider it.”