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Character: Yuuko Ichihara
Series: xxxHolic
Character Age: A lady never tells.
Job: Official Poor Unfortunate Soul Advisor
Canon: Watanuki is an average Japanese school
boy with a not so average problem. Lately he’s been harassed
constantly … by visions of spirits and monsters all around him.
Desperate to find a solution, he stumbles upon a strange shop and the
stranger woman that resides in it; a self-titled witch, capable of
granting any wish, for the right price. Watanuki takes the plunge, and
in exchange for banishing his visions, he becomes the witch’s personal
slave. He’ll have to cook and clean if he wants to survive and fulfill
his wish- not to mention a few tasks that put the ‘odd’ in ‘odd job’.
The mysterious witch who runs the shop is known as Yuuko Ichihara. A
shady character, to say the least, she’s both everything and nothing
you’d expect out of a someone who calls themselves a witch. Though
undeniably frightening and powerful, she’s quickly revealed to be a
complete glutton and shameless lush, and ends up using a good portion
of Watanuki’s time simply having him prepare food and drink for her
while teasing him mercilessly. She can swing from making dated
culture references an innuendo to no-nonsense in a blink of an eye,
and often does so, just for a little added drama. While her secrets
are endless, and her cautionary tales not always ending benignly,
Yuuko does care for Watanuki, his friends, and their eventual fate. An
unexpected sort of mentor, you never know where you’ll end up when you
follow her along.
Sample Post: Elizabeth-san, it has been too long. Why,
it seems just the other day you were putting up the loudspeakers and
installing birdhouses for the toucans. Now look at you! All grown up
and making robot bovines to terrorize poor, unsuspecting children.
I’d say that I would show myself in, but what changes you’ve made! I
was always particular to the swamp, myself. The murky waters,
poisonous snakes, alligators waiting just out of sight to bite your
leg off … It just had that je ne sais quoi that’s so hard to find in
summer camps nowadays. I don’t know the layout at all, now, to
say the least, and guide you sent has been so unsurprisingly
unhelpful. Never underestimate the power of working mouths and arms
when it comes to giving directions. Oh, being able to talk helps too.
But enough small talk, let’s get down to business. I can’t say I
wasn’t surprised when I received your letter. You know I don’t
regularly take long term jobs, jobs out of the country, jobs that
involve working for no pay, jobs that require me to be out of bed by
noon … but I had a feeling that this was meant to be, Elizabeth-san.
And after you so thoughtfully included that ‘crushed under house
caught in tornado’ clause in the health insurance? How could I say no!
I have to admit that giving advice to the masses isn’t exactly my
forte. It would’ve been easier back when your camper base was made up
mostly of the undead. There are only so many ways to tell them to stay
away from large, ruggedly good-looking men with shotguns. But, alas,
to be young, alive, and trapped in an inter-dimensional summer camp
without sugar or tampons. It’s all fun and lanyard making until
somebody gets hurt, or killed. Then all the problems start to flare
up, and next thing you know we’re all stuck in the middle of nowhere
with scarecrows for company and the nearest Dairy Queen a whole town
away.
… now that you mention it, it looks like I got here just in time.
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Series: xxxHolic
Character Age: A lady never tells.
Job: Official Poor Unfortunate Soul Advisor
Canon: Watanuki is an average Japanese school
boy with a not so average problem. Lately he’s been harassed
constantly … by visions of spirits and monsters all around him.
Desperate to find a solution, he stumbles upon a strange shop and the
stranger woman that resides in it; a self-titled witch, capable of
granting any wish, for the right price. Watanuki takes the plunge, and
in exchange for banishing his visions, he becomes the witch’s personal
slave. He’ll have to cook and clean if he wants to survive and fulfill
his wish- not to mention a few tasks that put the ‘odd’ in ‘odd job’.
The mysterious witch who runs the shop is known as Yuuko Ichihara. A
shady character, to say the least, she’s both everything and nothing
you’d expect out of a someone who calls themselves a witch. Though
undeniably frightening and powerful, she’s quickly revealed to be a
complete glutton and shameless lush, and ends up using a good portion
of Watanuki’s time simply having him prepare food and drink for her
while teasing him mercilessly. She can swing from making dated
culture references an innuendo to no-nonsense in a blink of an eye,
and often does so, just for a little added drama. While her secrets
are endless, and her cautionary tales not always ending benignly,
Yuuko does care for Watanuki, his friends, and their eventual fate. An
unexpected sort of mentor, you never know where you’ll end up when you
follow her along.
Sample Post: Elizabeth-san, it has been too long. Why,
it seems just the other day you were putting up the loudspeakers and
installing birdhouses for the toucans. Now look at you! All grown up
and making robot bovines to terrorize poor, unsuspecting children.
I’d say that I would show myself in, but what changes you’ve made! I
was always particular to the swamp, myself. The murky waters,
poisonous snakes, alligators waiting just out of sight to bite your
leg off … It just had that je ne sais quoi that’s so hard to find in
summer camps nowadays. I don’t know the layout at all, now, to
say the least, and guide you sent has been so unsurprisingly
unhelpful. Never underestimate the power of working mouths and arms
when it comes to giving directions. Oh, being able to talk helps too.
But enough small talk, let’s get down to business. I can’t say I
wasn’t surprised when I received your letter. You know I don’t
regularly take long term jobs, jobs out of the country, jobs that
involve working for no pay, jobs that require me to be out of bed by
noon … but I had a feeling that this was meant to be, Elizabeth-san.
And after you so thoughtfully included that ‘crushed under house
caught in tornado’ clause in the health insurance? How could I say no!
I have to admit that giving advice to the masses isn’t exactly my
forte. It would’ve been easier back when your camper base was made up
mostly of the undead. There are only so many ways to tell them to stay
away from large, ruggedly good-looking men with shotguns. But, alas,
to be young, alive, and trapped in an inter-dimensional summer camp
without sugar or tampons. It’s all fun and lanyard making until
somebody gets hurt, or killed. Then all the problems start to flare
up, and next thing you know we’re all stuck in the middle of nowhere
with scarecrows for company and the nearest Dairy Queen a whole town
away.
… now that you mention it, it looks like I got here just in time.
voting went here with 75%