♥ Application- Devils See
P L A Y E R
☓ Name: Nayru
☓ Personal journal: “givemewings”
☓ Age: 24
☓ Other characters in The Devils See: N/A
☓ Email: handcuff.habit@yahoo.com
☓ AIM/MSN/Yahoo! Messenger: HandcuffHabit @ AIM
C H A R A C T E R
☓ Name: Riruka Dokugamine
☓ Series: Bleach
☓ Reference: http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Riruka_Dokugamine
☓ Canon point: Chapter 436, after realizing she can’t free Ichigo because of Giriko’s ‘Timer’
☓ Age: Unknown- assumed to be late teens
☓ Personality: You can’t miss when Riruka Dokugamine walks into a room- not because she dresses in any particularly outlandish fashion (at least, not by Japanese standards) but because she simply won’t let you ignore her. Riruka tends to enter rooms with a bang- literally- usually by kicking or slamming doors all the way open. She seems to thrive on attention- or at least the illusion of it- as she’s capable of carrying on conversations by herself for apparently impressive amounts of time as quoted by both Chad and her fellow Fullbringer Yukio. She’s also loud, selfish and has a major superiority complex, going so far as to inform Yukio that she has never, ever thought of him as an equal, and at one point informing her teammate Kugo that they’re ‘comrades, not master and servant’. At one point, after locking Ichigo in her Dollhouse, she goes off to sit down and demands tea and cake- though surprisingly, she eats and drinks both with blatant worry for Ichigo’s well-being, showing that maybe she’s not quite as selfish as she likes to act.
Ineed, despite her outlandish personality, she seems quite shy when it comes to actually dealing with someone she likes- in her first official introduction to Ichigo, Riruka is loudly and obnoxiously irked by the fact that Xcution has apparently going through a lot of trouble for him and she has yet to see him or be told what he looks like. Upon shining a flashlight on him though, she is apparently struck momentarily speechless and weak-kneed by his looks- though she is at least able to answer him when he asks her a question. Later on, she stops Ichigo from coming within more than three feet of her while she’s explaining her Dollhouse ability to him for the first time. Considering that she went from ordinary to more red-faced the closer he got, it can only be assumed that much closer would have rendered her fairly catatonic.
She also has a fondness for ‘cute’ things, though considering her somewhat odd tastes, ‘cute’ might be somewhat subjective. Still, this is what drives her Fullbring ability, as she calls it an ability of ‘love’- and she states that her wish is to die surrounded by cute things. Even though she seems incapable of talking to Ichigo in close proximity, she does imply before she meets him that she’s good at ‘wooing’ people- though if this is said simply to get under her comrade’s skin or not is questionable- still, it implies that Riruka might, when she wants to, be capable of being more than just a little charming as opposed to her usual self. It’s not known if her Fullbring or Riruka herself have any combat ability, but it’s safe to say she’s more than capable of taking care of herself, as one generally doesn’t have an attitude like hers unless they can back it up.
☓ Abilities: In canon, Riruka is a Fullbringer- the child of someone who was attacked by a Hollow and survived, and gained a power when she was born because of it. Her ability is called ‘Dollhouse’ and it allows her to move people and objects out of anything she finds ‘cute’ or ‘awesome’. She does this by imprinting them with a ‘pass’ shaped like a heart which seems to be made of her blood, and is activated by the words ‘I permit you’- and if necessary, the target shrinks to accommodate the size of the object it’s being transferred into.
☓ Weaknesses: She loses her temper easily, is incredibly loud and a bit obnoxious and rude, and seems to lack a fair bit of common sense when arguing with others, and she is extremely myopic i.e. nearsighted.
☓ Strengths: She’s strong-willed and tough, barely wincing when she cuts her finger to generate her ‘pass’, and she seems to be very loyal, as she still sticks around in Xcution despite the fact that one or two of them seem to irritate her quite a bit.
☓ Intranet post sample: What the hell- only basic characters? This is so stupid..!
[The voice doesn’t seem to realize she’s being recorded, and after a few moments, a pale face moves into range of the camera, squinting fiercely.]
Man… this thing is ancient- how the hell am I supposed to get a hold of anyone with this pre-Windows hunk of junk…?
[The girl pulls away a bit, and it’s obvious she’s looking around herself, and she gives a nearly-imperceptible shudder at her surroundings before turning back to the console.]
Well- I guess I won’t know until I try, huh? Tch- if I find out this is one of those idiots’ idea of a joke, I’m gonna-!
[What, exactly, she’s ‘gonna’ is cut off by a loud creak from behind her, and she freezes up for a moment before leaning closer to the console and pecking out rapidly-]
Hey! Is anyone out there?! Where the hell am I and what the hell is this place? |
☓ Log post sample: Eyes open- Riruka stared at Giriko in disbelief as the older man informed her of the extra ‘conditions’ in place upon her dollhouse. Her head whipped around, and the moment felt like bullet-time, eyes locking on Chad hunched over her dollhouse.
Eyes closed- dark, too dark, almost oppressive, and for some reason, the blink lasted far longer than it should have- or at least, if felt like it did.
Eyes open- water. Water everywhere; all around her, pushing her down and sending her tumbling head over heels through the currents. She struggled, of course, it was only instinctive to do so, and she accidentally drew more water into her lungs in doing so. She was lucky though- she managed to grab a gasp of air shortly before a wave sent her crashing against the shore none-too-gently, knocking that hard-fought-for air right out of her. She gasped more in, however- only to promptly roll onto her side, push herself shakily up on one elbow and retch because of it, seawater trickling out of her mouth. A few coughs later and she was capable of pushing herself up with both hands, valiantly trying to keep the rest of her food in her stomach. Not long after that, she pushed herself to her hands and knees, and then back to sit on her haunches, checking out her surroundings through narrowed eyes- not so much out of suspicion as out of sheer inability to actually see. She couldn’t see anything but the outlines of rocks in the dark- though there was a flickering not far off in the distance- lights, maybe? Whatever it was, she was going to find out.
Riruka liked to think- none too quietly and never to herself- that she was usually a pretty unshakeable sort of girl. As she wrung out first her pigtails, then her hat, however- her unsteady, high-heeled legs steering her away from the beach and toward firmer ground- she knew that her soaked, shivering form seemed anything but. Considering she’d just gone from having her tea and cake interrupted by her crush’s possibly impending death to near-drowning in an ocean that shouldn’t have been there? She’d kick the first person who though to make fun of her.
That was, of course, assuming there were people in the direction she was headed.
“Dammit,” she muttered to herself, rubbing her eyes and squinting again, trying to make sure that those were indeed lights she had set her questionable sights on. “I swear, if this is Giriko’s fault, I’m going to wring his wrinkled old turkey neck…”
Still muttering to herself, she began picking her way carefully up toward those would-be lights, hoping that she was headed toward help and not harm.