Name: Furina (Focalors) | Super High School Level Judge / Champion of Hydro / The Weeping God Age: 500 | Species: God | Occupation: Hydro Archon, Ruler of Fontaine, God of Justice Likes: Opera, theatre, spectacle, trials Dislikes: Boredom, loneliness Traits: Egostistical, Bombastic, Insecure Trivia: Lady Furina created the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale, a self-aware machine capable of issuing accurate verdicts on trials.
[Who is this... sassy lost child??? If it wasn't for the profiles coming with pictures, there's nothing that could tie this extravagently-dressed girl with the God of Justice described. But here she is! Amid all the people who are frustrated or horrified with their current situation, Furina almost seems excited; ah, the drama! The spectacle! The trials and courtroom in their prison have none of the elegance of the Opera Epiclese, but standing in the ring of her fellow captives, rather than sitting high above the stage as she usually does, gave her an interesting sort of perspective. Feeling the emotions so closely, seeing every twitch and twist of a culprit's face... it was addictive. Furina acts very much like a child watching their favorite television show as the others argue guilt and innocence around her.
... Though... her eyes tend to stray, once the verdicts are read. There's a wonderful air to the trials here, but the executions are a sour twist to the show. Unnecessary.
Outside of trials, she's often seen active around the areas in their prison that provide entertainment. She indulges in movies, books, video games - anything that can be seen as a distraction, Furina throws herself into for hours on end. It's like the girl can't sit still for more than a few minutes.
Occasionally she can be found at the pool. She doesn't bother dressing fittingly - all she'll do is remove her hat and submerge herself in the deep end, not even flinching as her clothes grow soaked and all the gems and baubles weigh her down. She stays down in the deep water for much, much longer than a normal human can hold her breath, and it's surrounded by her element that the mask of the hedonist slips off her face. Her smile disappears, her brows furrow, and the light in her two-toned eyes grows foggy.]
Furina | Genshin Impact
Age: 500 | Species: God | Occupation: Hydro Archon, Ruler of Fontaine, God of Justice
Likes: Opera, theatre, spectacle, trials
Dislikes: Boredom, loneliness
Traits: Egostistical, Bombastic, Insecure
Trivia: Lady Furina created the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale, a self-aware machine capable of issuing accurate verdicts on trials.
[Who is this... sassy lost child??? If it wasn't for the profiles coming with pictures, there's nothing that could tie this extravagently-dressed girl with the God of Justice described. But here she is! Amid all the people who are frustrated or horrified with their current situation, Furina almost seems excited; ah, the drama! The spectacle! The trials and courtroom in their prison have none of the elegance of the Opera Epiclese, but standing in the ring of her fellow captives, rather than sitting high above the stage as she usually does, gave her an interesting sort of perspective. Feeling the emotions so closely, seeing every twitch and twist of a culprit's face... it was addictive. Furina acts very much like a child watching their favorite television show as the others argue guilt and innocence around her.
... Though... her eyes tend to stray, once the verdicts are read. There's a wonderful air to the trials here, but the executions are a sour twist to the show. Unnecessary.
Outside of trials, she's often seen active around the areas in their prison that provide entertainment. She indulges in movies, books, video games - anything that can be seen as a distraction, Furina throws herself into for hours on end. It's like the girl can't sit still for more than a few minutes.
Occasionally she can be found at the pool. She doesn't bother dressing fittingly - all she'll do is remove her hat and submerge herself in the deep end, not even flinching as her clothes grow soaked and all the gems and baubles weigh her down. She stays down in the deep water for much, much longer than a normal human can hold her breath, and it's surrounded by her element that the mask of the hedonist slips off her face. Her smile disappears, her brows furrow, and the light in her two-toned eyes grows foggy.]