About her!

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"Marisa Takeuchi, or just 'Mari' if you prefer: Eorzea's top pizzaiola, according to some, at your service. 'Tis a pleasure!"

Appearance

Marisa Takeuchi-Shipman cuts a striking figure even in a city as loud, busy, and half-chaotic as Limsa Lominsa—a flash of red weaving through a sea of sailors, merchants, and pirates like a comet with a delivery schedule.Standing at five fulms and six ilms, she’s just a touch taller than the average Midlander woman, her frame lean and athletic from countless runs up and down ship decks and across slippery piers. There’s a spring to the way she moves, a kind of restless momentum—like she’s always one heartbeat away from her next delivery route. She may not have the bulk of a Roegadyn bruiser, but her legs hold plenty of power; more than one pirate has discovered (unfortunately for them) that her kicks land with the force of a launched pizza peel.Her features speak clearly of her mixed heritage. Marisa’s face is oval and open, with a fair complexion dusted in pale red freckles across her nose and cheeks—sun-kissed specks that stand out whenever she laughs, blushes, or gets riled up mid-argument. Her eyes are almond-shaped and bright sea-glass green, sharp and expressive, radiating curiosity and mischief in equal measure. Her hair is naturally black, but these days she wears it dyed blonde in a bold, slightly uneven shade—because nothing says “visibility” like looking like a beacon sprinting across the deck. Dark brows and her eye shape hint at Far Eastern roots, while the set of her jaw and unmistakably Lominsan attitude betray the rest—though her mother continues to insist she is entirely Hingan, thank you very much.And then there’s her fashion sense: red.
Red coat. Red boots. Red gloves. Red ribbons. Red everything.
If an outfit isn’t red, she will dye it, paint it, or sew red onto it until it submits. Crimson, scarlet, wine, rust—she doesn’t discriminate. The result is an unmistakable silhouette: a blaze of red darting across gangways with a pizza box tucked under her arm, or a crimson jacket thrown over leathers as she leans on a railing between deliveries. Even on her rare days off, she can’t resist incorporating a splash of red somewhere—a sash, a bandana, a ribbon tied around her wrist like a promise.Altogether, Marisa looks exactly like what she is: a young woman straddling two worlds, determined to blaze her own route through them—freckled, fierce, bright-eyed, and leaving a streak of red and the faint smell of melted cheese in her wake as she darts through the white marble and blue seas of Limsa Lominsa.

Personality

Marisa is the kind of person who lights up every room she steps into—bright, warm, and just a little bit spicy. She lives life like she lives her pizza routes: fast, focused, and with absolutely zero hesitation. Once she sets her sights on a goal, she chases it with the momentum of a runaway cart, fueled by sheer passion and a confidence that can inspire others to follow her lead. Creativity comes as naturally to her as tossing dough, and she’s always eager to dive into new experiences, new ideas, and new adventures—even the ones she probably shouldn’t.Despite her fiery presence and blazing ambition, Marisa’s heart is soft as fresh mozzarella. She feels deeply for the people around her, always striving to understand their perspectives—even when their worldviews clash like pineapple and anchovies. Her instincts are finely tuned to the needs of others, letting her mix practicality with genuine compassion in a way that makes her easy to trust. She listens with warmth, acts with sincerity, and cares with her whole chest.But that fire cuts both ways.Marisa is impulsive to a fault—more “leap first, regret later” than she’d ever admit. Her impatience can scorch relationships or derail perfectly good plans, and when challenged, she tends to bristle. Sometimes it’s insecurity. Sometimes it’s frustration. Sometimes it’s that she really hates the feeling of not being understood. To others, her confidence can look like recklessness; her passion like stubbornness; her independence like self-centredness. And when her temper flares, well… you can practically hear the sizzle.At her core, Marisa is still learning to balance her energy—how to temper her enthusiasm without smothering it, how to slow down without losing momentum, and how to let her fire warm rather than burn. She’s resilient enough to rise after every mistake, but not yet wise enough to always avoid making them in the first place.Her journey isn’t about dimming her flame.
It’s about learning to aim it—so that it fuels her growth, strengthens her bonds, and brings just as much warmth to others as it brings to her own path.She’s not perfect—but stars above, she’s trying. And like any good pizza, she’s only getting better with time.

⭐Motivations

🔥 To Make People SmileMore than anything, Marisa wants to bring warmth into the world—one person, one conversation, one pizza slice at a time. She lives for the spark of joy people get when she arrives right when they need her. It’s simple, earnest, and deeply her: she wants to make life a little lighter for others.🧭 To Find Her Own PathMarisa is caught between cultures, expectations, and the shadow of a father who vanished. She’s determined to carve out a life that belongs entirely to her—not to her mother’s ideals, not to Lominsa’s chaos, not to what others think she should be. Her journey is about defining her identity with her own two feet (and occasionally, her tekbike).💪 To Become Stronger—But Not Just PhysicallyYes, she trains her body like her life depends on it (because sometimes it does), but what Marisa truly seeks is internal strength: emotional maturity, resilience, self-control, and the ability to handle life’s curveballs without falling apart. She knows she’s still growing, and she wants to rise to every challenge the world throws at her.🚀 To Explore the WorldMarisa wants to see everything Hydaelyn has to offer: ruins, forests, coastlines, hidden paths, new foods, new cultures, new stories. Wanderlust runs hot in her veins, and she refuses to let life pass her by. Every route is a chance for discovery.❓ To Learn the Truth About Her FatherNo matter how much she resents him, no matter how loudly she swears she doesn’t care, Marisa needs to know what happened to Eldric Shipman. She wants answers, closure, and the ability to finally let go—or confront him herself and give him the arse whooping she’s been saving up for years.⚖️ To Do Right By PeopleAt her core, Marisa is a do-gooder. She hates injustice, corruption, and cruelty, especially toward everyday people just trying to survive. When someone needs help, she’ll be there—whether that means delivering a meal, offering a hand, or kicking someone in the face when the situation demands it.✨ To Prove HerselfTo show the world—and herself—that she’s capable, reliable, and worthy. This desire sits beneath almost everything she does, from her relentless work ethic to her refusal to slow down. She doesn’t want fame or glory. She just wants to matter.

💪 STRENGTHS

🔥 Boundless DeterminationOnce Marisa commits to something, she becomes a force of nature. Whether she’s racing across La Noscea with three deliveries in her backpack or training until her legs tremble, she refuses to quit. Her willpower burns bright and hot, pushing her through obstacles most people wouldn’t dare attempt.🚀 Quick Thinking Under PressureFor all her impulsiveness, Marisa shines brightest when chaos hits. She can adapt on the fly, improvise solutions on instinct, and navigate split-second dangers—whether it’s dodging an angry beast, rerouting a delivery mid-storm, or figuring out how to escape a mugger using only a box of pizza and her right foot.🎒 Reliable to the CoreIf Marisa says she’ll do something, she does it. Full stop. She shows up, she carries through, and she gives her all—even when she’s exhausted, overwhelmed, or juggling twenty things at once. Her sense of responsibility makes her someone people depend on without question.❤️ Big-Hearted & EmpatheticBehind the fire and bravado lies a genuinely caring soul. Marisa feels deeply and sincerely, with a talent for reading when someone needs comfort, encouragement, or a listening ear. She may fumble with her own emotions, but she’s remarkably good at tending to others’.🌟 Infectious EnergyMarisa brings warmth and momentum wherever she goes. Her enthusiasm is contagious—lifting moods, brightening spaces, and giving others the courage to act. Even on her worst days, she radiates an energy that makes people want to keep up with her.⚔️ Fierce CourageDespite her fears, Marisa does what needs to be done. She’ll stand up to pirates twice her size, confront danger head-on, and protect people without hesitation. Her bravery isn’t the loud, boastful kind—it's the steady, instinctive kind that shows up when it counts.🧭 Strong Sense of PurposeMarisa knows what she believes in—community, kindness, loyalty, and doing right by others. Even when she’s impulsive or messy, she moves with intention and conviction. She wants to make people smile, to bring warmth to cold places, and to be a small spark of good in a world that often needs it.📦 Master of MotionYears of delivery work have made her fast, agile, and hard to catch. She can sprint long distances, vault over obstacles, weave through tight spaces, and stay balanced in places most people would wipe out instantly. She’s basically a red-clad missile with great cardio.🍕 A Surprisingly Creative MindMarisa is inventive—not academically, but instinctively. She comes up with unexpected solutions, weirdly clever workarounds, and imaginative ideas that wouldn’t occur to most people. Whether she’s troubleshooting a route or experimenting with a new recipe, creativity comes naturally.

🔻 FLAWS

🔥 Impulsive to a FaultMarisa doesn’t just leap before she looks—she sprints. She makes decisions in the moment, driven by instinct and emotion, which often lands her in trouble she could’ve easily avoided. Whether it’s entering a fight she shouldn’t, accepting a job she’s not ready for, or blurting out the first thing that comes to mind, her impulsiveness is both her engine and her biggest pitfall.⏱️ Impatient as a Boiling KettleShe wants things now. Once she’s set on a goal, slowing down feels like torture. This leads to frustration, snappiness, and the occasional “Oh, for the love of the Twelve, MOVE” outburst. Her impatience can strain relationships, derail plans, and make her push harder than is healthy for anyone.🗯️ Quick to Defend, Quicker to MisinterpretCriticism, disagreement, or even gentle concern can send Marisa straight into defensive mode. She reacts before processing, taking things personally or as a challenge when they weren’t meant that way at all. More than once she’s thrown up verbal walls faster than a Limsa dockworker spotting unpaid taxes.😤 Stubborn as Overproofed DoughWhen Marisa digs her heels in, good luck moving her. She can be inflexible, resistant to advice, and unyielding in arguments—even when she’s wrong. Once she decides something is the “right way,” it takes a miracle (or Puku’s judgmental stare) to change her mind.🎭 Hates Showing VulnerabilityTo Marisa, emotions are fine—as long as they aren’t hers. She covers fear, doubt, and hurt with jokes, bravado, or sheer movement. She’ll talk about anything except the things that actually matter, often pushing people away rather than admitting she needs help.🌀 Overextends Herself ConstantlyIf there’s a problem, she’ll try to fix it. If someone needs help, she’s already halfway out the door. She rarely knows when to stop, rest, or say “no,” leading to burnout, exhaustion, and occasional spectacular crashes—emotional or otherwise.🔍 Tunnel VisionOnce she focuses on something, everything else disappears. Tasks, responsibilities, meals, sleep—she forgets them all in pursuit of her latest goal or route. It’s efficient, sure, but not always healthy, and it can cause her to overlook the bigger picture.🥊 Easily ProvokedShe’s not a brawler by trade, but she’s got a temper that lights up like a wood-fired oven. Insults, threats, or even mild disrespect can push her buttons instantly. She doesn’t always lash out physically—sometimes she just snaps back—but her fiery reactions can escalate situations that didn’t need escalating.💔 Avoids Emotional Confrontation Like It’s a Bomb TossConfronting her own feelings? Hard. Confronting someone else’s? Even harder. Marisa tends to dodge serious conversations until they’re unavoidable, which can cause misunderstandings and hurt she never intended.

🌙 FEARS

⚓ Fear of Disappointing OthersFor all her bravado, Marisa carries a quiet, persistent fear of letting people down—her mother, her friends, her customers, anyone who believes in her. She puts immense pressure on herself to always show up, always deliver, always be the person people expect her to be. The thought of failing someone she cares about hits harder than any pirate’s punch.🔥 Fear of Losing Her SparkMarisa runs hot—full of passion, energy, and momentum—and a part of her fears what happens if that flame ever dims. The idea of becoming stagnant, burned-out, or bland terrifies her more than any monster on the road. She’s afraid of waking up one day and realizing she’s lost the fire that makes her her.🌊 Fear of AbandonmentHer father’s disappearance left deeper marks than she admits. Being left behind—literally or emotionally—is a wound she constantly tries to outrun. She hides it behind confidence and speed, but the fear lingers: will people stay, or will they vanish like he did?🍕 Fear of Standing StillNot just physically—emotionally, spiritually, direction-wise. Marisa thrives in motion, change, and challenge. When life forces her to sit still, reflect, or confront her own insecurities, she gets uneasy. Stillness brings thoughts she’d rather keep buried beneath a thick ball of unleavened dough.🗡️ Fear of Hurting Someone (Unintentionally)Her impulsiveness is both her charm and her curse. She fears saying the wrong thing, pushing too hard, or acting without thinking—only to see the consequences hit someone she cares about. Marisa may be blunt, fiery, and reckless, but she never wants to cause harm.🌫️ Fear of Being Seen as ‘Weak’She hates the idea of being pitied or treated like she can’t handle herself. Vulnerability doesn’t come easily—not because she lacks it, but because she fears someone might see it and mistake it for fragility. She’s strong, but the fear of appearing otherwise can make her bristle.⚠️ Fear of FailureMarisa barrels into life at full speed, but the truth is: she’s terrified of falling short. Failure feels personal, heavy, and shameful. Even small mistakes can spiral into self-doubt that she keeps carefully hidden behind a grin and a fast stride.

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Skills!

Drybone Delivery

A standard pizza delivery to Black Brush Station becomes a tad more eventful than expected...

Date: August 1, 2025 - Ongoing

Meeting her gladiator friend Sylfreyr Star-strider outside of The Quicksand in Ul'dah, Marisa entreats his assistance for a pizza delivery to Black Brush Station. What should have been a quick and easy job became complicated when they are instead approached by a Hellsguard named Broken Arrow, who informed that the customers she were to meet had rather inconveniently made for Camp Drybone in the far east to excavate a Belah'dian ruin said to be filled with treasure. Understandably vexed, Marisa was nonetheless enticed to continue the delivery after being promised a share of the loot as compensation.Leaving Black Brush behind, their journey eastward is unexpectedly interrupted when an antling (likely drawn by the scent of pizza) attempted to ram them off the road—but it was out of the fire and into the pond when Marisa drives right into the middle of a gigantoad spawning ground, with one of the beastkin catching her bike with its tongue. Before it could make could swallow them whole, Sylf is able to scare it away with a few taps of his sword, allowing them to continue onwards to Camp Drybone...

Current hooks🍕⌠PIZZA⌡:
Talking about it, eating it, debating topping choices, or simply being visibly hungry—anything involving Hydaelyn’s favourite sauce-covered flatbread will instantly catch Marisa’s attention. Whether you’re a curious passerby or a ravenous customer hoping to place an order, expect her to perk up faster than dough in a warm kitchen.🍲⌠Food⌡:
Marisa’s love of cuisine extends far beyond pizza. Share a cherished family recipe, compare regional dishes, trade kitchen horror stories, or introduce a new style of pizza she’s never tried. Amateur cooks, professional chefs, and culinary disasters (she won’t judge… much) are all welcome. Even good friendships can be made in the kitchen.📖⌠Stories⌡:
A devoted reader of adventure novels, Marisa is always ready to hear a tale—fictional, factual, or somewhere suspiciously in between. If your character has a story worth telling, she’ll listen with rapt attention. You never know… she might even show up in your next chapter.🐟⌠The Bismarck⌡:
As a former Culinarian’s Guild apprentice under the exacting (and exhausting) Lyngsath Doesfalksyn, Marisa has plenty of thoughts on her time in the guild. Fellow alumni, current students, or anyone with gossip about the Bismarck’s kitchen politics might find an eager conversation partner.⚓⌠Limsa Lominsa⌡: Marisa keeps a close ear to the tides when it comes to Lominsan news—pirates, politics, rumors, scandals, the usual. If your character has insider knowledge or just likes talking shop about the thalassocracy, she’ll happily listen. Bonus points if it involves anything that might affect her delivery routes.✉️⌠Courier Work⌡:
Pizza is only one thing she delivers. Need a letter delivered discreetly? A parcel moved quickly? A package of… questionable density transported without questions? Marisa handles courier work with speed, confidentiality, and (almost) zero moral scrutiny. A job’s a job.🏋️⌠Training⌡:
Between unpredictable delivery runs and hostile wildlife, staying in shape is a matter of survival. Anyone offering combat training, sparring practice, mobility drills, or athletic coaching will find Marisa more than willing. She gives 100%—and expects the same.🗼⌠Places of interest⌡:
Years of deliveries have turned Marisa into a wanderlust-ridden explorer. If you know a scenic overlook, a hidden ruin, a cozy tavern, or simply a beautiful stretch of coastline, she’ll happily tag along. Even a casual stroll can turn into an unexpected adventure with the right company.

Rumours:
(AKA: Real words from real people who were really hungry.)

"Me team and I found ourselves stranded in the middle o’ nowheres after them damn qiqirn robbed us blind—stripped the wains of everythin’, rations included. One call to Puku’s and Lil’ Miss Redcap came ridin’ up with several boxes of pepperoni-and-cheese, savin’ us from startin’ to eye each other like cuts o’ mutton. (Partially exaggeratin’, mind, but three days without food ain’t anythin’ to laugh at.)She even flagged down a Yellowjacket patrol to escort us back to Camp Bronze Lake—and with enough pizza left over for the road! Absolute lifesaver, that one."★ Hundbraena Toegfyrsyn — Lominsan Caravanner"Our party had just finished clearing out an ancient ruin in Southern Thanalan, arms full of treasure and stomachs emptier than a voidsent’s conscience. We decided victory demanded pizza—and lo and behold, Mary shows up in under ten minutes with our entire order, piping hot.We ate like kings ‘til sunrise. Even gave her a piece of our haul as payment. Exceptional service. Would absolutely recommend."★ Clade “The Spade” Sharpe — Seasoned Tomb Raider Archaeologist"Bi ömnö ni khezee ch ‘pitstsa’ idej üzeegüi bögööd zövkhön nernees ni l jigshüürtei gej bodson. Gevch Khatagtai Takyeuchi ööröö namaig itgüülj chadsan bögööd neg khazsany daraa ene ni buuzny daraa minii khoyor dakhi durtai khool bolson yum. Khatagtai Takyeuchi, nadad amttai ‘pitstsa’-gaa taniltsuulsand bayarlalaa!"(“I had never eaten this thing called ‘pizza’ before, and from the name alone I assumed it would be disgusting. But Miss Takeuchi convinced me to try it, and after a single bite it has become my second-favourite food after buuz. Miss Takeuchi, thank you for introducing me to your delicious ‘pizza’!”)★ Altantsetseg Dazkar — Steppe Hunter"When I first heard of ‘pizza,’ I assumed it was a pauper’s novelty. Then Marisa arrived with something hot, fragrant, and frankly addictive. I bought six. I regret nothing.If she ever seeks employment beyond delivery, tell her to visit my stall. I could make her rich. Or at least richer than she is."★ Gibral the Gilded — Ul’dahn Merchant-Prince (Self-Titled)"Aroma exquisite. Spice balanced. Presentation charming. Courier enthusiastic. Would order again purely for the scent alone—though the taste does tempt the soul. A culinary experience most divine."★ Dazir al-Hannash — Thavnairian Perfumer"I’ll admit, I ordered out of morbid curiosity. In Garlemald, we have our own style of pizza—crispy, austere, engineered for efficiency rather than indulgence. I expected something entirely different from an Eorzean courier.But the moment Miss Takeuchi handed over that steaming box, the smell alone brought back memories I thought I’d buried beneath snow and iron. One bite, and for the first time in years, I felt… home.If the provinces knew pizza like this was readily available abroad, half the legion would’ve fled the Empire long before I did."★ 2nd Class Centurion Pelagius quo Tetricus — Garlean Defector"In all my years dining within The Pillars, I never expected to find true culinary delight in a… how did she phrase it… ‘travelling pizza service.’ And yet the young woman arrived promptly, undeterred by the snowfall, and delivered a dish so warm and comforting that even my steward requested seconds.I confess—I may order again. Repeatedly. For research, naturally."★ Dame Élodie de Rochfort — Ishgardian Noblelady"Caught a fish the size of my leg today. Thought that was impressive until Marisa outran a gull trying to steal her pizza box. Best delivery service in the city, hands down."★ K’bhen Tia — Fisher from Limsa Lominsa"Overlander brought tasty disc-food to the mines—tasty, delicious, scrumptious! Its melty cheese goodness boosts the morale of our dig unit significantly! We will order again, assuming 5th Order Patriarch Ze Bu does not confiscate them!"★ Ba Gu the Rockeater — Kobold Pickman, 789th Order"Pizza good! Delivery girl fast! BUT she refuse gobbieoffer of trading eight crates of scrap iron and ‘mostly intact’ bomb core for one slice, demanded jigglyshine. Very unfair deal! Untrustworthy tradewalker!"★ Trebbelwix Licklox — Goblin Junkmonger"Oi—OI. Lisshen t’me, ‘cause I’mma tell ya somethin’. I ordered—hic—I ordered one o’ them pizzas, right? Right. Thought it’d take, what, bells? Bells an’ bells?But THEN—THEN this tiny red blur comes TEARIN’ down the street like she’s been chased by the whole bleedin’ Maelstrom, nearly knocked me favourite barrel clean into the bay AND me rum—ME RUM, gods damn it!So she hands me the pizza, aye, an’—an’ listen—IT’S HOT. Hotter’n me ex-wife’s temper an’ twice as dangerous, ‘cause I burnt me tongue straight off. Couldn’t taste nothin’ for a whole seven minutes! That’s criminal, that is!
But then—hic—I sits down t’eat it proper, right? And gods… gods ABOVE… it was BEAUT’IFUL. I cried. I cried into the box. I ain’t ashamed.I tried t’tip her but I dropped me coinpurse an’ it went rollin’ down the docks, an’ then she helped me get it back, an’—hic—THEN she told me t'drink water. WATER! HAHA! Gave me a good giggle, that!Anyways, 11 stars outta 10. Would die for that pizza. Might’ve already died, not sure. She can deliver t’me funeral."★ “Big” Borrim Blouetooth — Lominsan Dockhand (Three Deep Already)""As a scholar of culinary anthropology with a specialization in cross-cultural gustatory phenomena, I approached Miss Takeuchi’s so-called ‘pizza’ with a degree of scientific skepticism. Sharlayan cuisine, while often unfairly maligned, emphasizes nutritional equilibrium, textural harmony, and the avoidance of unnecessary frivolity.¹Upon receiving the delivery—precisely 3.2 minutes earlier than the median projected estimate—I conducted a structured sensory evaluation. The thermal consistency was impeccable; the olfactory profile, unexpectedly rich; the structural integrity, remarkably stable for a dish so clearly intended for portability.My first bite produced what I can only describe as a multifaceted aetheric response: mild euphoria, a notable increase in cognitive clarity, and the faint but distinct sensation that I had been wrong about several things in my life up to this point. Further testing is needed. Perhaps a second pizza. For replicability. In the name of scholarly advancement.Miss Takeuchi’s proficiency in both delivery logistics and culinary execution is such that I have already submitted a proposal to the Forum recommending that ‘pizza distribution networks’ be classified as an essential public service.²In conclusion:
An exemplary field experience.
A remarkable dish.
11/10, would peer-review again."¹ Contrary to rumor, the “Sharlayan Blandness Doctrine” is neither doctrinal nor intentionally bland.
² The proposal was denied within 47 seconds. I suspect politics.★ Archon Tural Aletheides, Professor of Culinary EthnographyI.
Upon the frost-kissed stones of Firmament,
Where hungry souls in winter’s grasp do pine,
There came a maiden, red of raiment bent,
Who bore a box that steamed with warmth divine.II.
Her footfalls light as seraphs on the snow,
She bade me feast ‘gainst cold’s unyielding reign;
One slice did banish all my earthly woe,
And melt the chill entrenched within my veins.III.
O, cheesy disc! O, crust of golden hue!
Thy savor rich did rouse my knightly heart;
In thee, a truth most pure I surely knew:
That hope, once lost, may rise through humble art.IV.
Thus swear I now, by Halone’s icy grace:
No finer gift hath e’er been brought to place.★ Ser Emeric de Fontfroide — Knight-Bard of the Azure Choir (Self-Proclaimed)

★ Marisa’s pizza delivery business was inspired by her days hauling fresh provisions to Yellowjacket outposts across La Noscea. After countless runs to half-forgotten watchtowers and cliffside redoubts on behalf of the Bismarck, she realized she loved the feeling of bringing hot food to hungry people… and the rest is marinara-scented history.★ Until age 17, Marisa couldn’t pronounce the letter L, turning it into R. Even now she occasionally “Hinganizes” certain words—crisps becomes kurisup, light becomes raito, and Lyngsath becomes a fascinating linguistic puzzle.★ Her given name derives from Garlean maris (“of the sea”)… but in Hingan writing her name uses 鞠 (mari, “ball”) and 紗 (sa, “gauze/gossamer”). Together? “Gossamer ball.” It is, objectively, adorable.★ She speaks a little Garlean—specifically the Corvosi dialect. Marcus Corvinus, her late mentor, introduced her to the local Locus Amoenus flavour of the language. Her favourite phrase? “Pī̆tsa magnificus!”—used exclusively for exceptionally delicious pies.★ Thanks to mutual intelligibility with Hingan, she can (mostly) understand Standard Doman. Very useful when travelling—or eavesdropping on travelling Domans in the Bismarck.★ According to her mother, Marisa descends from the 3rd-Century samurai Takenouchi-no-Sōun. A hero of the Age of Blood and an ancestral kami worshipped in the household. Marisa has mixed feelings about this, but admits it sounds very cool.★ She’s an avid reader of The Harbor Herald and has never once missed an issue. Loves Dympna’s Catch of the Day, admires Petyr Winsome’s columns, and before you ask, yes: she can—and will—quote headlines at you during dinner.★ Her favourite book genres:
fantasy fiction, chivalric romance, and historical biographies—especially the ones that end in dramatic swordfights or political scandals.★ Her personal book collection includes:
• The Raimdelle Codex
• Essences & Permutations: A Treatise of the Six Elements
• Life in the Empire: A Peregrinus’ Guide to Garlemald
• Niōkokuden Engi¹ (13th-Century Hingan chronicle)
• A completely untranslated issue of Mundus Curruum², a Garlean automobile magazine she found because the cover “looked neat.”★ She is a vexillophile—a lover of flags. Every flag she finds (or “borrows”) goes into her treasured flag box at home... and she has a lot.★ Marisa adores airships and can’t decide who makes the best designs: Garlond Ironworks or Highwind Skyways. It is an ongoing internal war without a victor.★ Despite a devout upbringing, Marisa is a staunch secularist. Her open lack of piety toward the Twelve has led to rumours of atheism—rumours she firmly (and loudly) denies.★ She is completely teetotal. Yes, a Lominsan who doesn’t drink. A scandal worthy of a Harbor Herald headline.★ And lastly—she has a small crush on the Warrior of Light. Sure she’s never met them and has only heard the stories, but something about a heroic world-saving adventurer who loves helping people speaks to her heart. (It helps that the posters make them look cool.)

¹ Niōkokuden Engi (二王国伝演戯) = "Legend of the Two Kingdoms"² Mundus Curruum = "World of Cars"

'Ello!Marisa's player, here. My name is [REDACTED], an ex-community college student well over the legal drinking age, who uses roleplay both as a creative outlet for writing and as a temporary escape from mundane drudgery. I just want to thank you, the curious reader, for taking the time to read Marisa's carrd even if we never actually roleplay; your interest is appreciated nonetheless.Have a great day, and I hope to see you around! Feel free to grab a slice before you go: 🍕

My preferences.★ Reasonable power scaling: Basically, give me side-quest energy.Marisa is, at her heart, a fairly grounded character—an athletic, spirited, pizza-delivering adventurer, but still very much a person rather than a powerhouse. Because of that, RP with low-to-medium stakes suits her best: local adventures, personal conflicts, smaller-scale mysteries, and storylines that feel like the thoughtful side quests you pick up because the characters are interesting.What doesn’t fit as well are scenarios where she’s expected to battle gods, reshape the world, topple empires, or otherwise participate in massive, setting-defining events. As entertaining as those ideas can be, they simply fall outside the scope of her story and the tone she’s built around.In short:
✨ Smaller arcs, personal stakes, lots of character interaction.
🚫 No cosmic-level threats or world-shattering consequences.★ Walk-up: If my ^R_P tag is on, that means I’m currently in-character and completely open to walk-ups or spontaneous interaction. You’re absolutely welcome to approach Marisa on the spot—or, if you’d prefer to coordinate first, feel free to send me a (/tell) if you'd like Marisa to come up to your character or to discuss ideas in private. (If I don’t respond right away, I’m probably just AFK. I promise I’m not ignoring you—I’ve simply been claimed by real-life duties (or snacks).)★ Posting style: I tend to write shorter posts—usually one to two paragraphs—with a strong focus on dialogue and in-game emotes. I write what moves the scene forward, not what fills space.If you’re looking for lovingly crafted, fifteen-paragraph novellas every post… then I admire your stamina, but that’s not my lane. I prefer momentum, snappy exchanges, and keeping the RP flowing rather than padding out emotes just to hit a word count.Think “engaging conversation,” not “required reading for a college course.”★ Where I RP: Primarily in-game. I like having a visual space to interact in rather than shouting my feelings into the cold, unblinking void of a text box. Something about seeing characters move, emote, and exist in the world just makes scenes click.That said, I’m not allergic to Discord RP. It’s perfectly fine for wrapping up scenes, sharing extra material, or stepping in when FFXIV decides to take a nap for scheduled maintenance (or unscheduled chaos).In short:
Game first, Discord as backup, void-shouting discouraged.★ Time limit: While I can be flexible, I generally prefer RP sessions that stay within the 2–4 hour range. Anything beyond that usually starts draining my energy, attention span, and overall enthusiasm—at which point my brain quietly clocks out and leaves the rest of me staring blankly at the screen.Shorter, focused sessions keep things fun, lively, and sustainable.
Marathon RPs? Not really my style.

Likes. (Stuff that I want...)★ ✔️Overworld RP: Meeting in an inn is perfectly fine for introductions, but after that? Let’s actually go somewhere. Costa del Sol’s beaches, the Shroud’s deep forests, windswept cliffs, forgotten ruins—Hydaelyn is huge, gorgeous, and absolutely begging to be used as a stage. There’s no reason for us to spend eternity sinking into the Quicksand like it’s quicksand.★ ✔️Slice-of-life: Because sometimes we all need a breather from nonstop drama.
Cozy, comfortable, character-driven moments—picnics, shared meals, lounging by a fireplace, casual errands, long walks on the beach—are chef’s kiss. These scenes are where personalities really shine.★ ✔️Dramedy: Marisa thrives in that sweet spot between light-hearted fun and genuine emotion. I love mixing humor with stakes, tension, heart, and the occasional bittersweet beat. Constant nonstop jokes (looking at you, Marvel Studios) eventually lose their flavor—so I prefer balanced storytelling with room for both laughter and weight.★ ✔️Lore adherence: We can debate canon until the Twelve get involved, but if something is at least plausible for the setting, I’m happy. If it strays too far into “Hydaelyn but with jetpacks and laser dragons,” I’ll politely bow out. Keep it grounded in the world we’re playing in.★ ✔️Classic (final) fantasy vibes: I adore old-school fantasy energy—lost ruins, forgotten magicks, ancient places, heroic vibes, and wonder around every corner. Early Final Fantasy titles, Tolkien-esque exploration, hidden treasures, new lands… that’s the tone I love capturing with Marisa.Hydaelyn is strange, magical, and beautiful. Let’s treat it that way.★ ✔️Content: RP is great! RP and running a dungeon, clearing a raid, chasing a hunt mark, or tackling a FATE together? Even better. A mix of gameplay and storytelling keeps things fresh and fun.

Maybes. (Stuff I might want… or at least won’t immediately yeet into the sun.)★ ❔Romance 💕: I’m primarily interested in long-term platonic bonds over romance—but the door isn’t locked. If there’s mutual, organic chemistry that grows naturally over time, I’m open to seeing where it leads.Hard no to insta-shipping, forced pairings, or “our characters met five minutes ago and now they are soulmates.”★ ❔Dark RP 🌒: Darker themes—loss, trauma, moral dilemmas, emotional scars, personal battles—are all acceptable as long as they serve a narrative purpose. If it’s meaningful, character-driven, and handled respectfully? I’m in. If it’s just there to be edgy or drop Game of Thrones–style shock value for the sake of it? Pass.★ ❔Tabletop Mechanics 🎲: I know many RP groups incorporate D&D-like systems, and I’m fine with that… to a point. Rolling persuasion or making a quick dex check to pick a lock? Totally fine. But if the plot gets repeatedly kneecapped because someone rolled a nat 1 during a dramatic combat moment? Well that’s when the fun drains out faster than HP in a raid wipe.So: case-by-case basis, with a preference for mechanics that enhance the story—not hinder it.

Dislikes. (... and stuff that I don't.)★ ❌Permadeath and injury without consent: This really shouldn’t need explanation. If your first impulse upon meeting a sweet, hardworking pizza delivery girl is to maim her, then the problem is not the pizza girl.Ask first. Always.★ ❌Erotic roleplay (ERP)🔞¹: Nope. No thank you. Please put that back where you found it. The most you’ll ever get from me IC is a light kiss or very mild, feather-soft flirtation—and that’s only if it fits the moment. Anything beyond that gets an immediate side-eye.★ ❌Rated R-P: If your RP staples include graphic gore, overwhelming misery, uncensored deviance, or grimdark-for-the-sake-of-grimdark, then congratulations, you've just recreated Warhammer: Hydaelyn Edition—but that’s not my cup of tea. Hard pass.★ ❌OP OCs: Characters who are overwhelmingly powerful, influential, or capable of trivializing entire plotlines simply do not fit into the kind of grounded storytelling I enjoy. If your OC can solo primals in their sleep or bend whole nations to their will, Marisa will politely (and quickly) nope out.★ ❌"Unique" characters™: You know the type. Demigods, isekai transplants, “chosen ones,” shark-toothed Au Ra hybrids with wings and a tragic backstory only they can fix—anyone crafted for attention rather than storytelling. I prefer characters grounded in the world, not orbiting somewhere in their own personal anime.★ ❌Modbeasts🐉🚫: You do you, truly. Mods can be a creative outlet and I respect that. But if your OC looks like they escaped from an entirely different video game, or resembles a taxidermy experiment gone rogue, I will not be engaging.If you're going to commit crimes, at least do so with tact.

¹ (Should this ever change, anything more intimate than a kiss will always fade-to-black. I’m here for stories, not smut.)

⭐ Final NotesThanks for reading all the way through my OOC section! I know it’s a lot, but clarity makes for better stories, smoother RP, and fewer misunderstandings. At the end of the day, I’m here to write fun, engaging character moments, meet cool people, and explore Hydaelyn in all its weird and wonderful glory.I value communication, mutual respect, and shared enthusiasm.
If something feels off, if you have an idea, or if you’re unsure about a boundary—just ask. I promise I don’t bite (Marisa might, but only if provoked).Most importantly:
Let’s have fun, keep things collaborative, and make stories worth remembering.

⌠In-game username⌡: Marisa Takeuchi
⌠World / Data Centre⌡: Mateus - Crystal
⌠Timezone⌡: PST - PDT

⌠Discord⌡: theskittykitty
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If you made it all the way to the end, thank you—truly.
I hope you learned a little about Marisa, a little about me, and maybe even found a spark of inspiration for a future scene together.Whether you’re here to RP, browse, vibe, or just admire a good pizza aesthetic, you’re always welcome to drop by.Take care, stay cozy, and may your queues be short and your pizza always arrive hot.See you out there, adventurer! ✨🍕