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Username - Nishinoya Yū
Name - Astrid
Gender - Female
Personality - Astrid has a rather strange personality, as she can be docile and calm to extremely
energetic and bouncy to reserved and quiet in less than a blink of an eye. This can be better
described as manic- depressive illness, more commonly known as the bipolar disorder. When
Astrid isn't having one of her extreme mood swings, she is generally fun and enjoyable to be
around, even if she's having a hard day. Her cheerfulness is a mask to hide the amount of
frustration she feels about her bipolar disorder, and it has been proved to be extremely
effective, as most Viscets she encounters won't find out about her mental illness until someone
tells them. Even during one of her manic or depressive phases, she will still feel immense
gratitude to the Viscets that still treats her like when she feels "normal", so to speak.
When Astrid is having one of her manic phases, feelings and emotions such as euphoria, sudden
rage or anger, and sudden bursts of energy are common, and you could compare Astrid to a
detonating minefield. When Astrid is having one of her depressive phases, she would be more secluded, unwilling to speak, and she would appear as if she had lost interest in anything and everything that she used to enjoy. When Astrid appears to act normally, she would usually be empathetic to those who are also suffering around her, with a slight level of indifference. Astrid isn't someone who you can consider rude, but she believes that there is a fine line between pity, and sugar-coating words of encouragement until one can literally puke in disgust. Astrid considers her bipolar disease a small "obstacle" to overcome, and she doesn't need anyone in her life whose only purpose is to tell her that things will be alright.
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Extra - "Damn it!" Astrid swore, knocking over a small, potted plant that her mother had picked out and neatly arranged. She gritted her teeth, because she knew that if she let her anger get the best of her and lash her tail, Astrid would most likely end up knocking more things to the ground. Her green eyes blazed with unspoken rage, mostly at her own foolish clumsiness, and the unreasonable thought that it was partially her mother's fault that she had placed the plant there.
Stomping up the stairs like an angry rhinoceros, she slammed open the door to her mother's bedroom. Astrid's mother was quietly reading her book, aware of all the events that had just taken place seconds ago, yet she made no move to rise from her soft, cushion-y bed.
"Mom!" Astrid yelled, nearly quivering in anger, "Why did you put the plant there?! You knew full well that I would knock it over!" Panting slightly from the effort it took for her to choke out those words, Astrid ripped off the beanie from her and squeezed it tightly. It was like a form of therapy for her; Astrid always took off her beanie and gave it a squeeze or two whenever she felt stressed, or whenever she felt she couldn't handle her own mind from either her manic or depressive phases.
"Oh Astrid, you know that I would never do something to purposely hurt you this way," her mother whispered, before rising to make her way over to her daughter. Wrapping her arms around the Viscet, Astrid's mother sighed. "I know you dislike words of encouragement and comfort, but have peace. Take a deep breath, and calm down. You can see and feel so much more this way, not only the blinding anger you felt moments ago."
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