Bio

Orange Cream was raised by the scientists of the Japanese Esper Defense Force for as long as she could remember, having been abandoned to them as a baby by her parents. While her official name is her serial number in the SDF rolls, JEDF-75198, she was given her unusual nickname by the army chaplain connected the project thanks to her off-white hair, oddly-colored eyes, and love of sweet citrus sodas.

While the JEDF scientists weren’t unkind, at least as the officials of secret government psychic experiments go, they became increasingly frustrated with 75198 as she matured and her powers did not. When she was in her teens she still couldn’t use her psychic powers on a target more than a few meters away, or with much more strength than a toy hammer. While the command staff was loath to give up any espers or trained soldiers (special forces at that!), the fact remained that 75198 wasn’t a powerful enough esper to make keeping her in the program worthwhile while she was still too young to be transferred into the regular army and, at the age of fifteen, JEDF-75198 was quietly but firmly and not too kindly kicked out of the military and told to find her own way in the world.

This was a bit of a stressful time for her. Adopting the nickname given her long ago by the chaplain, and feeling that she would most likely find the acceptance she got from him from other religious folks, she entered a nunnery. Sadly, it didn’t take the nuns a lot of time to tire of her love of harem anime and unfortunate inability to keep religions straight, which made ceremonies involving Cream quite embarrassing.

Orange Cream understandably took it hard when even the nuns rejected her.

Dismissed from both the military and religion, Orange Cream turned to the one thing that had stood by her her entire life: wacky harem anime. She decided to delve into the civilian role with the greatest resemblance to her life in the military; this, of course, was being a maid. With her intended role in life suddenly clear to her, she marched right into the nearest shop that sold tailored costumes and ordered a set of beige maid uniforms chased with gray, the same colors as the JEDF uniform.

Thanks to her bad luck, she hadn’t gone to an actual uniform store. Considering the nature of the other items in the shop she visited, it’s no surprise the uniforms she got were suspiciously shiny, not to mention being accompanied by a fine selection of collars. Still, Orange Cream has nothing against a bit of latex or leather, and even appreciates the control it gives her over her figure. (Some might think that Orange Cream is actually too naive to appreciate the implications of a rubber maid uniform, and her behavior certainly reinforces this idea, but it seems unlikely someone with her cunning would be that ignorant.)

One day, after she’d been whittling down her severance pay from the JEDF for several months cleaning her small apartment over and over in practice for when she’d find a master, she received a mysterious note slipped under her door that simply (and anonymously) said the Ujie household was looking for maids to care for one of their several houses. Excited for this opportunity to finally find the master she’d been wanting, she quickly applied.

Unfortunately, her bad luck has once again reared its head, and not only has she been assigned to the little-used Ujie summer house but she is under the power of young Ujie Nakae, the head of the family explaining that he wants Cream to use her military discipline to keep the other maids from slacking just because their mistress is a child. While an eleven-year-old girl is not really the master she’d been thinking she’d get, she’s slowly learning to make the best of the situation.

Miscellaneous

It might seem odd that Orange Cream is supposed to maintain discipline in the maids despite not being the Head Maid herself, but not to her. In her military mind, she sees herself as the sergeant to Siobahn the lieutenant. Besides, unlike the others she has skills in maintaining discipline that can only come from a life lived under the thumb of drill sergeants and colonels grouchy about their “babysitting” work, with little bit of the ol’ Mother Superior thrown in to put a polish on them. Unfortunately for the shy, longing-for-belonging Orange Cream, this job seems unlikely to make her friends among the other maids.

Unlike the others maids, Orange Cream is fairly well off, seeing as she’s been working almost her entire life (yes, the EDF gave her 15 years of back wages in addition to the usual JSDF honorable discharge package when they dismissed her`) while spending all her life except a few months in places that gave her free room and board. By the same token, it’s hard to tell since those same experiences taught her to live and be satisfied with a rather spartan life, so she doesn’t spend very much of her money.

Orange Cream quite likes the water, from swimming laps as often as possible to volunteering to do the dishes almost every time. She’s also been known to use the incidental fact that many of her maiding outfits are waterproof to help her master in the bath while staying completely in uniform.

As a late comer to the mansion, she chose the empty bedroom between Nikki and Siobhan for the companionship of having a fellow maid on either side of her. She’s still a bit reticent about actually talking to them, though.

Orange Cream loves games. Not quite of the same kind as her master, however; thanks to her military background, Cream-chan gravitates strongly to games of pure competitive skill, and plays quite a bit of games like chess, shogi, go, checkers, halatafl, billiards, and darts. She is warming up games of chance with cards and dice, especially as she realizes the strategy inherent in dealing with uncertainties beyond her opponent. She is opening up to video games, but very, very slowly. If she ever visited a hobby shop and saw a tabletop strategy game, she’d probably take to it like a fish to water.

Because the EDF is top secret but its soldiers are placed in the official JSDF rolls, Cream-chan was, in the paperwork, a member of the JSDF Armored Cavalry 3rd Division with the official rank of Master Sergeant. While she does have tank commander training to help support the illusion, she’s no master of the subject. Of course, no one expects her to be, to have achieved only the rank of M.S. in fifteen years of service…

Given her military training, it was quite easy for Cream-chan to get her driver’s license. She rides a Honda Goldwing which she modestly calls her “maid’s scooter”, despite it being neither a scooter nor particularly maid-ish.

She doesn’t actually know her age, as her parents abandoned her to the JEDF without a whole lot of paperwork. She was arbitrarily given a birth date of October 1st, 1992, eight months before she was put in the care of the military, and is seventeen by that date. It’s possible she’s actually a bit older (or even younger), though.

Orange Cream was afraid that when she joined the nunnery and stopped her daily eight hours of rigorous exercise she would blow up like a balloon. She mostly didn’t, except for her chest. She was able to keep her burgeoning bosom out of sight and out of mind while she wore the nun’s habit, but these days it’s a bit harder to ignore. While she knows that one of a maid’s duties is to have a figure that does justice to the inherent sexiness of the uniform`` she still is unsure about her own physique; her previously boyish figure was a great benefit in the military and now she is surrounded by woman with flat chests, making her worry that her own is freakishly (or at least amusingly) large.

The fact that half the women she lives with haven’t even hit puberty yet doesn’t really factor in to her anxiety. In reality, she’s only a bit above average, and a little bit of time spent with a woman of similar (or larger) build who is confident and at ease in her body``` would probably eliminate Cream-chan’s own body issues. In the meantime, she depends on tight rubber and leather to simultaneously strap down and emphasize her assets, reflecting her almost bipolar thoughts on them.

Cream’s uniforms can be separated into two basic categories: the rubber ones and the leather ones. She tends to use the rubber ones for standard daily use, since they’re so much easier to maintain; grass stains, mud, soap, dinner, whatever they’re hit with can be removed with a quick wipe of a damp rag or a careful splash of the hose, without Cream-chan even taking them off. Leather, on the other hand, is tougher and looks a bit classier but stains relatively easily, is stiffer, can be very unpleasant when wet, and must be carefully maintained, so she saves the leather uniforms for more formal occasions.

It’s important to keep in mind that under her seemingly naive exterior, Orange Cream has been raised as SDF special forces (the espers, even, which is to say she’s the specialest of forces) since before her first birthday. While she’s had standard schooling (accelerated) and she’s had a taste of pop culture all her life, most of her life has been spent in one sort of combat training or another. This bound to affect her outlook on life. I just have to figure out how.

`Well, less back pay and more giving her access to the bank account into which they’d been paying her wages all this time.

``Again, she got most of her information about being a maid from romantic comedy harem manga.

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