Application for Il Promenade

Jan 02, 2011 01:41

PLAYER

✧ NAME: Shana
✧ LJ USERNAME: bonarien
✧ CONTACT (AIM): DetectiveYako
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: N/A

CHARACTER

✧ NAME: Katsuragi Yako
✧ SERIES: Majin Tantei Nōgami Neuro
✧ HISTORY: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Majin_Tantei_N%C5%8Dgami_Neuro
✧ TIMELINE: Manga-verse|Several months into the three-year timeskip between chapters

✧ PERSONALITY: Yako is a very sweet and empathetic person, having sympathized with and comforted murderers numerous times. She often wants to think the best of people, and it can be said that she is too nice for her own good. She often tends to bend to the will of others, probably because the individual who asked her to do things for a long span of time was an abusive demon. However, she can be quite stubborn when she sets her mind on something.

She makes friends easily, often inspires loyalty in others, and tries her hardest not to be a burden to others. She has an amazing appetite, and eats ridiculously huge amounts of food. It is possible that this is a result of a blend of a fast metabolism and an eating disorder, as she has stated that she eats when she "feels happy or upset." Yako sticks to her morals; if something strikes her as wrong or unfair, she’ll do her best to change it. She’s incredibly loyal to those who win her respect and friendship. She makes sure to look after and help those precious to her, in any way she can, and often puts herself in harm’s way to take others out of it.

However, despite her constantly cheerful demeanor, Yako is still depressed over her father's death and is more than a little lonely, making her extremely loyal to those she considers dear to her.

✧ ABILITIES/POWERS: It's debatable whether it is an actual ability or not, but Yako's body is incredibly resilient, easily absorbing blows and taking falls that would kill, cripple, or grievously injure others. Her healing rate appears to be accelerated as well; she's never seen to have a wound for more than a day. She has a large appetite, and an incredible constitution; her stomach can apparently negate weak drugs and poisons.

✧ TIME OF ARRIVAL: Day
✧ MASK DESIGN: http://www.awise.org/files/productsimages/BS_C/20786.jpg
✧ PLACE OF SOLACE: Her detective office

SAMPLES

✧ FIRST PERSON:
I...can honestly say this is the strangest thing the has ever happened to me. And I've had some pretty bizarre things happen to me over the years.

Is there anybody who knows where...or what this place is?

If so, I'd be really grateful if you wouldn't mind giving me the rundown on everything...And the mirror. Especially the mirror.

✧ THIRD PERSON: [Originally part of my application for Lunar Abyssus]
Yako opened her eyes, then glanced around, confused. She had gone to pay her respects to Sasazuka, but this didn't look anything like the graveyard she had just been in. She looked at the gravestone she was kneeling before and realized, with a chill, that it did not belong to the deceased detective at all. Slowly, she rose to her feet and began moving through the graveyard to where she hoped the exit would be.

The graveyard seemed japanese in design, but extremely old fashioned. The blond shivered and wrapped her coat around her tighter, quickening her pace. It was getting harder and harder not to panic, but her time with Neuro had drilled in the importance of keeping her head in a strange situation. Her shoulders relaxed minutely as she exited the creepy yard.

But she froze up again as she got a clearer look at her surroundings.

Yako had to wonder if she was still in Japan at all; the architecture seemed similar to what she was used to, but extremely run down. The slim possibility of her simply wandering into the wrong cemetary met its swift end. There was no way she would have been able to forget passing by the large amusement park she could see, let alone the thick forest or what she took to be an abandoned medical facility of some sort.

Pushing down the instinctual wave of terror, Yako tried her cellphone, somehow unsurprised at the lack of connection she found. She sighed, flinching slightly as the sound echoed back too loud in the empty silence, and began to carefully make her way down the hill.

.app, .il promenade

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