Race: Feline / Human
Sex: Female ♀
Age: Unknown
Hair: Magenta, Long & Wavy
Eyes: Black / Violet
Skin: Light
Birthday: 11/18
Height: 5’6” / 168cm
Weight: 125lbs / 57kg
BWH: 35–25–37 | 32E
Body Type: Semi-Athletic
Occupation: Lingerie Model
Yumi is a professionally trained model, with an interest in lingerie and high fashion. She dreams of being on the catwalk exhibiting her own collection and was featured on the cover of Manor Magazine. She currently resides as the host of the manor assisting new residents getting settled in.
Yumi naturally has long wavy magenta hair that flows down through her shoulders. She has alluring black eyes that can be perceived as different shades of violet depending on the intensity of light. Underneath her left eye lies a small beauty mark. She also has violet ears with fluffy white tufts and a semi-deep cut on the lower back right side, caused by an incident during her childhood. Yumi has a semi-athletic build but appears more slender with soft curves wrapping around her body. Her tail is violet with a fluffy white tip.
Yumi prefers form-fitting shapewear and has an affinity for ribbons, lace, jewelry, and floral textures. Her main color palette consists of neighboring hues of purple, including, but not limited to lavender, amethyst, violet, indigo, magenta, and pink. She has accents of black, grey, and white. Most of her outfits consist of a choker, ribbon, pendant, body chain, rings, stockings, and high heels. She prefers skirts over shorts and wears dresses during formal events. During her time as a model, she's been recognized for her summer swimwear and intimates photoshoots.
Her initial design sported a corset dress exposing her cleavage, shoulders, upper back, and thighs. It donned thigh-high fishnet stockings and a heart-shaped multi-gemmed pendant attached to a lace choker/vest top. On the back of her dress rests interlacing white satin laces.
Yumi is an elegant femme fatale who enjoys new adventures, especially when given the chance to connect with new people. Despite her sultry appearance and risque attire, she has a vibrant spirit, an indomitable will, and deeply cares for the people she's met during her time as hostess of the manor. She's mature, benevolent, intelligent, organized, and self-motivated, though she doesn't actively seek recognition for her work. Yumi has the ability to calmly diffuse uncomfortable situations with her emotional maturity, empathetic nature, and analytical mindset, which is her most valuable skill in fostering a growing community consisting of a wide variety of cultures within the manor. She finds joy in inspiring confidence and creativity. She holds power over executive decisions within the property, though she exercises restraint and diligently plans her actions prior to performing them.
Color: Lavender
Food: Sashimi
Drink: Mixed-Berry Smoothies
Music: R&B
Book: Artbooks and Fashion Editorials
Clothing: Sexy, Classy, Cute, & Comfortable
Movies/TV: Animated Short Films
Discussion Topics: Art, Photography, Fashion
Activity: Shopping, Learning, Being Social
Dislikes: Ignorance, Disorganization, & Wasting Time
Yumi was born on November 18th, but her birth year is currently unknown. She has no recollection of her childhood, and the only thing she can recall is a vague memory of when she first received her pendant, which she's been wearing for most of her lifetime.
As a teenager, she dreamt of being a model exhibiting her original designs. The very idea of being able to showcase her creative talent while working on her self-confidence as well as meeting people from diverse backgrounds motivated her. In an attempt to make this a reality, she began to devote the vast majority of her time to prioritizing her appearance by engaging in activities such as yoga and swimming, while also learning to maintain a proper diet. She found herself enjoying a variety of different cuisines, but the taste of fresh fish and berries appealed to her the most.
In addition to her appearance, she spent a considerable amount of time studying photography and design, providing her with a well-rounded fashion sense. She took to social media and started posting pinups of herself taken by a close friend hoping to extend her reach as a public influencer. In the beginning, she borrowed outfits from a local tailor, mainly dresses with hand-crafted accessories. When she matured, she shifted to lingerie and swimwear, which attracted several well-known modeling agencies, though none that she had any interest in nor signed contracts with due to misaligned ideals.
One evening, while lying in bed, she received a message from a new and upcoming agency that briefly mentioned a last-minute opportunity for her to participate in a royal-inspired lingerie line scheduled for the following week. She was excited for the opportunity so the next morning she visited the salon to have her hair done. She spent the next few days preparing her portfolio and practicing her runway walk. A day before the interview, she decided to visit the venue, thinking it'd be nice to check out the area. While on the way, she passed through an alley where her pendant started to glow. Disregarding the unusual occurrence, she proceeded to her destination.
A few moments before arriving at her destination, Yumi sensed a few women following her. Out of precaution, she decided to turn back and headed toward a café she walked by earlier. When she stepped into the shop, she realized the barista had a similar insignia on her outfit to the women who followed her previously. To avoid raising suspicion, she nonchalantly asked for the powder room and was directed toward the back. When the women entered the café, they discussed with the barista who pointed them in her direction. Noticing the women closing in on her, she slowly walked toward the powder room and found an additional door leading to the back exit of the café.
Yumi quickly exited the establishment and blocked the exit with nearby debris, wood palettes from the pastries sold by the café, hoping to delay the women pursuing her, but still felt extremely anxious knowing that at any moment, they would find her. As she took a moment to collect her thoughts, her pendant started to resume its unusual behavior. She realized that she was in the very same alley where she experienced the strange occurrence earlier. Suddenly, a wisp of light emerged from her pendant and vanished into a slight opening in the wall. Her eyes began to turn violet and she felt an instinct to claw open the mysterious opening, which resulted in a portal fully materializing in front of her. She glanced toward the sealed door. The women had nearly broken past the blockade. She considered making a run for it toward the end of the alley, but as she headed toward the street, the barista appeared. Frantically, she decided to take her chances and scurried through the portal. When she reached the other side, the portal immediately vanished behind her, leaving no way to return.
She found herself at the gates of an unknown estate. The time of day was different. It was sunset. The air was a calm breeze that flowed through her hair. Grasping her pendant closely, Yumi felt relieved and almost a sense of familiarity with this place. As she approached the gates, they slowly began to swing open, exposing the exterior of a grandiose estate. She entered the gates to find a nearby bench in front of a running stone fountain. Yumi took the time to sit and clear her mind looking at her reflection through the fountain waters. She started to wonder what just happened. Who were the women that chased her? Why did they follow her? How did she get here? It all seemed so strange.
Not knowing what would happen next, she then turned her head toward the property. Its walls were exquisite as if it were just recently constructed, yet the architecture resembled that of a different era. She thought to herself, "I wonder who lives here" and out of the corner of her eye, she spotted movement in one of the windows. She cautiously approached the front doors and looked back toward the gates before entering. There was nowhere to go. The portal no longer exists and there were no alternative options to return home. She took a deep breath and proceeded to enter the building, shutting the doors behind her.
It was dark. She could barely see anything other than what seemed to be a front desk and a bell through a bleeding light from the front windows, perhaps to alert the owner of someone's presence. The pendant started to glow again, illuminating only a short distance around her. When she took her first step toward the desk, the pendant stopped shining and a small entity appeared from within. It was bright; its colors resembled fluorescent lights. The entity flew around the room, revealing lavish stairs, multiple elevators, and several locked doors. At the end of its path, the entity flew toward the bell, causing a gentle ring throughout the room. Moments later, pure silence. An overhang chandelier descended, irradiating the entire room. Yumi was in awe, unsure of what to do next. She was standing in the foyer of a magnificent mansion.
The entity, possibly a spirit, traveled toward the right of the foyer and turned a corner, leaving her field of view. A light from that direction shined, prompting her to explore more of the mansion. She approached the light and wound up at the entrance of another room. To Yumi's surprise, the room itself was nearly empty. Though solid, the walls were deconstructed, floors exposing the ground's foundation layer, and an opening in the ground extending upwards above the ceiling where a breeze could be felt. Soon after, the spirit appeared, startling Yumi. It turned toward the room and the structures began to change.
Stone floor tiles appeared to place themselves one tile at a time. The walls decorated themselves in deep lavender paint with subtle textures, ornate crown molding, and wainscoting. Looking up, the ceilings were then lined with multi-patterned arches. Beautiful flowers alongside a green façade bloomed around the room. Large windows appeared on the back walls, revealing a pathway down to a great botanical garden. A queen-sized mattress with silk sheets and gold-trimmed Chesterfield headboard, ottoman, bookshelves, and dresser furnished the room above a well-placed rug. The room finally stabilized and the spirit returned to Yumi's pendant.
Atop the left bedside drawer was an old box, which stood out amongst the sight of the extravagant room. She stepped towards the box and found only two objects within. The first is an elegantly crafted purple room key, matching the style of the newly constructed architecture which Yumi decided to keep within her possession. The second is an old photograph of what looks to be her childhood self and the lower half of a mysterious woman in a beautiful black dress. Even though she felt a sense of nostalgia rushing through her, she had no memory of where the photo was taken.
After placing the photo back in the box, Yumi glanced at the open space in the ground from earlier. An elevator formed in its place. She examined the elevator but found it to be inoperable. Attached to the hinge was a note addressed to Yumi. It read, "We're delighted to have you back. You will find that all amenities will be provided exactly as you envision them. Please enjoy your stay! PS: This elevator is currently not in service. Please use the elevators in the foyer as they are fully operational."
Feeling overwhelmed, Yumi retrieved the note and placed it by her bedside. She closed the door to the room and then prepared to retire for the night. There was more to learn about the manor, but it could wait. She laid her head down on the soft pillows and proceeded to fall asleep.
Author's Note: The following chapter introduces fragments of Yumi's past in chronological order. They will continue to be revealed throughout the story while she rests.
Sunset -- the time of day before the town illuminates and when many workers retire after a fulfilling day at work. The sound of footsteps, casual chatter, and birds chirping fills the air. Travelers from distant settlements gather in the town square for a chance to converse about stories from their past or participate in trades.
Beyond the view of the rustic structures exists a path leading to an open field with dewy grass and patches of periwinkle flowers. A child sits, unbothered by her dampened dress, in the field next to a basket partially filled. In her lap, rests a stem with bright green leaves on both sides. She holds in the palm of her hands petals from a flower she's recently picked and brings them close to her face. The soft floral scent makes her smile, reminding her of a place she knew. She places the stem and flowers into the basket and looks up into the sky. An ombré of colors ranging from orange and yellow to indigo and violet pass through the clouds creating a remarkable sight. Stars have already began to faintly appear, signaling it's time for her to return home. She gets up from the ground, picking up the basket beside her, and happily skips along the path away from the town.
Along the path she encounters a lavish garden full of potted floral arrangements and trimmed bushes, enclosed by strong, dark wood trees. The flowers lie reposed, with their buds in the process of transitioning to their closed state for the evening. Along one side was a line of newly planted seeds and on the other a nearly empty pot atop a dimly lit wooden table. Curious, she walked towards the table and examined the pot. There was no soil, only glistening stones that contrasted the color of the flowers stored in her basket. She reaches for her basket and retrieves the apetalous stem from earlier.
Looking back towards the path, she notices a young woman entering the garden from an alternative entrance. The woman greets and approaches her with a light smile, carefully taking steps over the loose gravel. Without saying a word, she then gently takes the little girl's hands and guides her to dig a small crevice in the pot of stones to plant the stem. She wraps the stones around the stem to hold it firmly in place. Petals start to emerge from the tip of the stem, forming a new bulb. The little girl glanced at the flower, and as the flower bloomed, it revealed an iridescent crystal. At a loss for words from witnessing the immediate growth, she takes a moment to process the experience.
The woman gracefully reaches for the crystal and attaches it to a pendant she removes from her own neck, perfectly filling an open socket. The little girl closes her eyes as the woman wraps the pendant around her neck. Its colors begin to shift, from clear to variations of amethyst to violet before settling on a singular hue. The little girl feels warmth, as though the pendant filled a missing part of her spirit and takes a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she realized that the woman had already exited the garden. Confused, she then headed along the path to find her way home.
Ample time had passed since she left the garden. The sky had dark and the moons had risen clearly above the horizon. When she arrived at her home, the front door had been left open, with the lights glaring outwards revealing particles in the air. She notices at her feet a singular key. It doesn't look particularly useful, but she picks it up anyway. She walks around the home, the sound of wood floors buckling with each step. With each room, she turned on the lights to see if anything had changed since the last time she'd been there.
Nothing seems out of place throughout the entirety of the first floor. She returns to the front door and fastens the locks. Following the steps up to the second floor, she walks into her small bedroom. The room is tidy, the bed is already made and the floors are clean. There were drawings and a large box of crayons sitting on a small table. She walks forward in the dark and takes a look at the drawing when she hears an unusual sound beneath her. It came from underneath the table so she lowers herself towards the ground and searches for the source.
Another near-inaudible noise reveals a small black kitten. The kitten looks at her and mews softly, brushing itself around the little girl's legs, causing her to accidentally drop the key she found earlier. Startled by the sudden movement, the kitten instictively pounces for the key, grabbing it in its mouth and scurries off into the next room. The little girl scrambles to catch up, but it is too late. She watches as the kitten jumps out of an open window and heads off into the darkness.
