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OOC Information
NAME; Kiss
AGE; 19
OTHER CHARACTERS PLAYED; N/A

IC Information
CHARACTER NAME; Chocolat Meilleure (Human Name: Chocolat Kato)
AGE; 12 in human years. Though never touched upon in the manga, it is said that one human day equals ten magical days, so she is actually 120 in magical world years. Either way, she acts 12.
CANON; Sugar Sugar Rune
CANON POINT; I'll be taking Chocolat from the manga, and from the middle of volume 2, before Vanilla was corrupted by Pierre. She's yet to really mature all that much and can come off as a brat. Mostly because she is one.
FAMILY TYPES; Dragon's Roar, Nightmare Soldiers, Wind Guardians

APPEARANCE;

Chocolat is quite a pretty girl when she dresses up, with a cute, tomboyish flair when she's in school garb. She dresses cutely, with an affinity for poofy dresses but those that are still moveable. While she looks as human as anyone else on first glance, her pointed ears and small but pointy canine teeth give her away as something a little bit more impish than a normal schoolgirl. She's short, about 4' 11" in my guestimation. Maybe 5' 0" with heeled shoes on. Chocolat has green glittering eyes and reddish-orange hair. A lot of it. Left to itself, it can reach well below where her back stops. She'll be arriving in this!

PERSONALITY;

Chocolat is short-tempered and extremely feisty twelve-year-old (at least in human years, as a day in the magical world is more like 10 days in the human world). No one can pick on Chocolat because she never gives them the chance to, spitting out a wave of insults or a quick kick to the shins faster than a word can pop out of someone's mouth. Mischief is her middle name, and is a firm believer in rule breaking and loopholes. If it impedes her process, then it doesn't need to exist. To her, there is always a way around something, or she'll just blatantly break a rule because they stop her from having whatever fun she's cooked up. Chocolat is a fighter through and through. Be it over a trivial matter or to defend something, a small war of venomous words or a scuffle, she's just about always ready to throw down. Most everyone upon meeting Chocolat assumes that she's rude, which....she really is. She has no real respect for elders and views them more as people who are set to cut her down when she's doing her own things. She's extremely blunt and forward in most situations. She's been called cheeky, saucy, crude, and flippant by multiple people on more than one occasion.

Though it's true that a typical witch is mean and nasty, Chocolat, though she talks tough and is rowdy, is extremely thoughtful and kind to friends. She constantly tries to help those in need and isn't afraid to extend a helping hand to someone in need. Her personality helps her make friends quickly this way; most seem quick to forgive her sometimes obnoxious mouth and unladylike demeanor because of her heart of pure gold even though it's coated in a foul language and an icy glare. Chocolat is comparable to an annoying toddler in some ways: you just can't seem to really dislike them for long because their purity and innocence and genuineness wins you over in the end.

With her friend Vanilla, Chocolat fought for multiple reasons, though the girls remained true to their initial pact of being best friends forever. Chocolat fought just as much for Vanilla as she did for anyone else, if not more. She fought for her honour when others thought she was a Ogre, when she turned against the kingdom and sought refuge with Pierre, and whenever anyone thought Vanilla to be wrong in anyway. Her loyalty to Vanilla remains throughout her shown life, and the two are for the most part inseparable, though for a while Vanilla was tricked by Pierre into joining the faction of Ogres.

Chocolat, being a strong individual, doesn't like it when people see her being sad or having a weak moment. She hides when she cries, runs off, covers her face, the whole nine yards. She thinks she's a lot stronger than she is, so when she does get emotional in a negative way, it surprises her and she reacts as thus. She hates it, especially, when people worry about her as she has no idea how to handle it. Countless times during the series, whether she was upset during a fight with Vanilla or over Pierre or her mother, Chocolat didn't want anyone to see her emotional side. To witches, that was weakness. Along the way, though, she learned to grow into her feelings and became more open with them.

In the canon material, Chocolat starts out as an extreme of all the above personality traits, but matures into a young woman who is a lot more understanding of the world and herself. Her personality stays intact, though, she's just a little more mature and worldly and her immaturity doesn't show through as much as the volumes progress, especially in the later part of the series as it becomes more serious. Chocolat blossoms into an actual candidate for royalty and a young lady, not just a spoiled and naive little witchling.

Chocolat spent a long time, almost the entire series, trying to find out how to remove it, attempting to remove Pierre's noir heart, and finally succeeding through her power to Filtre, or to make black hearts pure again (a trait inherited from her mother that she learns nearer to the series' closing). Love matters a lot to Chocolat, as does helping those she loves. She's extremely sticktoitive and wants to get her way, though it's not necessarily in a bratty way, such as in the example of Pierre. Chocolat loves to help others, regardless of her bratty exteriour, and as her time spent in the human world grew, so did she.

Since Chocolat's mom left her at a VERY young age, she has no real recollection of her at all except for a scent that she remembers vaguely, a warm cinnamon smell (her mother's name was also Cinnamon). Chocolat had no real idea where her mother is, and didn't proactively look for her, but she held her very dearly in her heart. She's got kind of a mommy complex. If she sees someone that reminds her of her mother, she is attracted to them and will unconsciously grow attached to them. Later towards the end of the series, she finds her mother in Pierre's familiar, a black cat, though their meeting is cut short. In helping save the magical world, she and Glace (the main warring antagonist) both explode into light, thus falling on her own sword to save everyone.

More than anything, love is invaluable to Chocolat, but not just her own love. Everyone's love. She fought for it all. Even as a child she knew that love was one of the most precious things in the world. Her love for Pierre was unwavering, even when it probably should have been. At one point, it was believed that Pierre and Chocolat were actually half-siblings, but she still loved him and canonly said as such. Regardless of her love, however, what always came first, especially with her character progression, was that other people also mattered and that their love for each other was also precious. That was what she truly fought for.

HISTORY;

Here's wikipedia which is short, so I provided a written history and world explanation!

SAMPLES
FIRST PERSON;

3.) If you were given the option to stay in the Digital World or return to your home, which would you choose? Why? Stay here? Why would I stay here? You do remember I got pulled out of an important competition, right? Don't just take me out of my own house and drop me somewhere different and ask so flippantly if I'd like to leave. I'll kick your butt if you don't let me go home, by the way!

4.) What ability would you most like to have? Flying! I want my flying back! Do you know how much it sucks to walk all over the place when I could be flying just like back home? Humans sure do have boring ways of getting around...

6.) What would make up your ideal friend? Hmmm...someone fun and lively, but meek and shy. I mean, it's great that people can grow backbones and all, but I get to play the hero when it comes to the little guy! It's a good ego boost! Also they have to be adventurous like me. Or at least go on adventures with me. But with liking types of people, I guess another girl my age...or a boy. I can get along with pretty much everyone at the end of the day, you know! [ Disregard that blatant lie... ]

Oh and they can't get mad when I pull pranks on 'em. That's a definite plus.

THIRD PERSON; (reused from Entranceway)

Being the adventure bug that she is, the large and ominous forest had Chocolat's name all over it. Before long, she's climbing trees and hopping from limb to limb, falling and skinning her knees but continuing on the trails. She must have gone two miles in before the darkness actually became so thick she needed a light. Pulling her wand out from it's hiding place, tucked into her pants, she calls out a spell.

"Étoile brillant!" and a shiny, serum-like mist comes out from her wand enveloping her. In a matter of seconds, she's shining. Sort of.

"Damn it, it only makes my hair and features shinier." Those stupid girly witch spells. Back home, her ecure had to go towards things that made her more appealing to boys. Why can't she have spells more suited to adventuring and exploring. "I can't see any further with shiny hair!"

But that doesn't stop her, bunching up her hair, she holds the mass of tendrils in front of her and leaves it hanging on her chest. At least the spell makes it so ridiculously glowy that it works to at least illuminate her feet. Walking on, over large branches and running into long reaching shrubs, the going is a little rough. More than once, she swears under her breath, sometimes louder, wishing she still had her ability to fly. Too bad she hasn't gotten that spell yet.

It's a good thing that her hair can act as a small illumination for the ground, as her foot almost came crashing down onto a small and dark toad handing around the mossy undertow. Hearing its warning croak she stops immediately, squatting down, wand sticking out from her trousers. Quickly, the toad is scooped up and set on her hand, covered in her glimmering reddish hair. Sitting on his regal throne of glossy locks, Chocolat strokes her new found friend. "Sorry about that, little guy." He reminds her of her own familiar, her red and black frog companion Duke.

She looks at him forlornly while he croaks noisily, not wanting to be held anymore, before setting him back down on the dirty forest floor. "You should probably get home before someone else tries to squash your guts out, you know." Turning on her heel, she decides to go home herself. Or what she is realizing has become a place she has to force herself call home, anyway.