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CHARACTER NAME: Riful of the West
FANDOM: Claymore! Mangaverse.
CHRONOLOGY: I'm taking Riful from chapter 82 of the manga,where she's torturing the Claymore Renee in order to make her work for her.
BACKGROUND: Claymore is set in a namelesss, vaguely medieval world where demons, aka yoma, terrorize the countryside and eat people. However, that shit was not going to fly with the people of this country, so in order to destroy the yoma they created Claymores--female warriors named after the swords they carry, who've been imbued with yoma flesh and blood in order to have the strength and speed to fight and kill yoma. However, using their yoma energy is a double-edged sword; if a Claymore activates over 80% of it, she will "awaken" and become an awakened being, a monster with even more power and reasoning skill than the standard yoma, but just as much hunger for human guts. Except that the heroine, Clare, is able to pull herself back from the brink of awakening, but hurr durr I'm not here to describe the plot. In the entire history of the Claymore organization, which appears to span almost 80 generations, there have been three Claymores who were ranked #1 and then awakened, and they are near-legendary figures, referred to as Abyssal Ones. Each of them, at the beginning of the story, has long since laid a claim on one section of the island continent they live on. The Claymore organization is situated in the East, Isley lives in the North, Luciela lives in the South, and Riful lives in the West.
Riful was #1 in the first generation of female Claymores; initially they were male, but apparently awakening is just like a big ol' orgasm and the men could resist it even less than the women, so after their first generation they switched to girls. That single male generation is where Isley and Dauf, Riful's giant and hideous boyfriend, came from, by the by. Initally, the Abyssal Ones weren't very active at all; they lived by themselves in caves and ate people, hence the abyssal part, leaving Claymores and each other in peace. A few years before the story began, however, there was another awakening: that of Priscilla, the 2nd-ranked Claymore of her generation. Despite the fact that she was never number one, her power exceeds that of any of the other Abyssal ones, including Riful's--her mental state, however, is regressed to that of a small child's. When she brought her little killing spree to the North and encountered Isley, he realized that she would completely slaughter his ass unless he got down on his knees and pledged his loyalty to her, so he did it. Unfortunately for Riful and Luciela, the seeming addition of Priscilla to Isley's harem of bitches completely unbalanced the happy gut-eating harmony which they had formerly lived in. Riful immediately decides to start adding to her allies in order to combat this. And for Riful, getting allies means kidnapping Claymores and horrifically torturing them until they awaken.
When Riful is first introduced, that's exactly what she's doing, along with Dauf, who I really can only describe as a borderline retarded manchild. She is attempting to force Jean, number 9 of the organization to awaken; however, Clare and Galatea, another Claymore, manage to save her and hold their own against Dauf. Once things start to get really bad for him, however, Riful reveals her true form and saves him. Instead of trying to awaken them, she decides that it would be more worthwhile to let them become even stronger and end up as even better allies. Seven years later, Clare encounters Riful again; this time, she's looking for Claymores who can read yoma energy (aka youki) exceptionally, and she's been disappointed by the two she just found, so naturally she's going to tentacle-rapily torture them into being her allies. I mean, that's just how she rolls. The other Claymores manage to rescue them, and Riful is not pleased. In exchange for the promise of considering becoming her ally, however, she's mollified, and she gives Clare information about Isley and Priscilla. When Clare tells her that she's considered and decided against it, Riful tries, of course, to grab her and make her suffer; unfortunately, to her great irritation, Clare and her comrades escape, leaving her empty-handed.
The next and latest time we see Riful, she's captured another Claymore, named Renee, who excels at reading yoma energy, and she's torturing her a la Boxing Helena. Riful reveals the reason she needs Renee; there is no way she can possibly defeat Priscilla on her own, but if she teamed up with the other Abyssal One, Luciela, they might have a chance. Unfortunately, Isley realized this too, and he killed Luciela. However, Luciela and her sister, Raphaela, live on in something that I can really only refer to as Twinfusion McHorriblething. Riful wants to wake this amalgation up, but she can't do it with physical force--their energy is too entwined--and she wants Renee to do it for her. Currently, she's still at this point in canon; however, the Organization has been creating Abyssal Feeders, mindless creatures which track the scent of and feed on Abyssal Ones, and they kind of... just killed and ate Isley. Chances are Riful is next on the list. Now that I've just spoiled three quarters of Claymore for you, let's move on.
PERSONALITY: Outwardly, Riful has a playful, almost childlike persona; she makes jokes and teases her opponents, and treats almost every obstacle she is brought agaisnt in a lighthearted fashion, because she knows from experience that there is very little she needs to take seriously. Riful is used to having and using incredible power--canonically, there are only three characters who pose any serious threat to her--and that power has gone a little to her head. She's self-aware enough to know her limits, but because she knows those limits she goes into battle without even the slightest expectations of losing. Because she's so self-assured, Riful isn't as subtle as she could be; in a world without any Claymores or Awakened beings to challenge her, chances are she'll eventually feel no need to mask herself or her intentions. She's also deeply self-centered; her ultimate goal is always her own gain, and the only way to keep Riful from taking what she wants, other than being more powerful than her, is to convince her that it would be more beneficial to hold off. Riful is a woman of action, and if she makes a threat, she will follow through on it, but she also likes to play with people.
There is little in Riful's life that involves any emotional investment; her life revolves around power and its manipulation. This doesn't mean that she won't grow fond of people eventually; she shows liking for other people, especially if she thinks they'll be of use to her. It just means that she feels no real reason to keep anybody around. Dauf, her boyfriend and right hand man, is a pretty good example of this--Riful refers to him as "her man" and seems to be fond enough of him, but that doesn't mean she actually cares about his well-being, beyond the fact that he's her ally. It's a slippery slope, since Awakened beings can feel affection, as Isley and possibly Luciela illustrate; Isley appears to be genuinely in love with Priscilla and friends with Raki, although he knows that their family structure is a false construction that can only last so long. Riful, however, shows none of the hesitation that Isley does. She saves Dauf when he's about to be killed, because she needs him, but she doesn't hesitate to let him get his arms and hands chopped off, or to have Jean blast a giant hole in his body. Other people's pain doesn't matter to her in the slightest, as long as they remain useful. She's a completely amoral character, but she's also rather proud, and she doesn't like being bested. Riful has a farily showy sense of presentation, as well, although the ways she expresses it are pretty horrifying; the way she tortures Renee demonstrates that well enough.
Basically, Riful's way of relating to others is summed up like this: nonhumans can either be her allies, neutral factors, or obstacles to her goals. Humans are food. She also has a low tolerance for nonhuman beings that spend their time protecting humans; she sees it as blind and foolish. Clare, the protagonist of Claymore, is basically the only Claymore ever to come into the organization voluntarily; everyone else was orphaned or sold into it, and this was probably true of Riful as well. We know that she became a Claymore at a very young age, as Galatea calls her the youngest Claymore ever to be ranked #1 in the organization--if her humanoid form is any indicator, she might have been prepubescent. And the organization used her, like they use all the girls who become Claymores, until she became uncontrollable. Riful sees it as the organization's fault that she is the way she is; although she's happy with the outcome, she's still very aware that they screwed her over and continue to do so with other girls. She has no patience for Claymores who are still loyal to humanity and consider themselves humans; in Riful's eyes, they're just monsters in denial, with nothing to do but awaken. Humanity is going to shun them forever, so why should they pretend to be a part of it? Although part of her motivation for this line of reasoning is, of course, self-centered (BECOME THE MONSTER YOU TRULY ARE!!!!! and then work for me okay), there's also some genuine resentment behind it.
CLASS: Riful will never not be a villain. I mean, even if she for some bizarre reason was trying not to be, she kind of needs to eat people's guts to keep on living.
SUPERHERO NAME: Riful of the West is the only name she cares about.
ALTER EGO: Renee Westing. Chances are that she won't see any use in maintaining an alter ego, but I guess she'll end up going to middle school if she decides to play pretend.
POWER: As an Awakened being, Riful's little-girl form is not actually her real body--when she's fighting at full power, she's basically what you can only describe as a giant naked lady made out of what Wikipedia calls "fleshy strips" but which are totally tentacles. She uses them to grab and impale her opponents. She ridiculously fast and strong in this form, and she's also very hard to kill; it's not so much that she's invulnerable or regenerative as it is that her most vulnerable parts are extremely hard to target, and most people either don't get close enough to try or can't recognize where they are. In addition to this, like all the other Claymore characters, she can detect if there's any funky shit going on with someone's energy when she's near them, but she's not very sophisticated at it. It's also completely possible to conceal one's energy in the Claymore universe, so it's a tough call on whose presence she'd be able to "see" and whose she wouldn't. If she gets in, I'll set up a permissions post.
COMMUNITY POST SAMPLE: My, my, isn't this interesting? So many interesting people, so many powers... and so much energy, in one form or another. It was terribly rude of Iron Man to bring me here in the middle of that business, but I suppose I can forgive him a while, can't I? After all, I can't wait to get my hands into this place. It's just a pity that my man couldn't come along with me, but he's so slow on the uptake that it's no surprise. I'll have to punish him when he shows up.
This is a way of communicating, right? It's all very beyond my time--this whole place is, but that's just part of what's going to make it so much fun, you know. Anyway, heroes, please introduce yourselves. I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you, and I really hope we can be good friends!
THIRD PERSON: Was this really what money looked like here? Riful wondered, as she rummaged through the dead man's wallet. It had been a long time since she had used it in any way, but it seemed so impractical to have it in these pieces of paper. Still, she'd seen people exchanging it for food at that little stand, so it must have some value. Riful couldn't say it was any fun, stealing money like some common human pickpocket, but at least the victim wouldn't be objecting any time soon. Humans tended to get tonguetied when you ripped out their guts. And wouldn't it be nice to get a new dress, regardless of how she got the money? She'd sprayed a little gore on this one, and that wouldn't do at all--usually she was much neater when she ate. Dauf was the one without table manners.
The reminder made her grit her teeth, pulling out the notes perhaps more roughly than she should. Dauf, that idiot. What on earth was he doing in her absence? He wasn't stupid enough to kill Renee, surely, but she was still quite irritated by the fact that she wasn't there to monitor him when something so vital was going on, and her man got up to all kinds of stupid trouble without Riful there to keep him in line. Not to mention that if Isley or his woman noticed any kind of energy missing... she had been hiding her presence quite thoroughly for the last few years, ever since they invaded the South, but there was always the possibility that they could pick up on something and make their move. There were far too many possibilities when it came to home, and most of them were extremely unpleasant for her, so the only real solution was not to think about them. After all, look at where she was! An entirely new setting, with entirely different rules--she was a little unsettled, but who was Riful to complain? There didn't seem to be any overt ruler over the place, and she knew exactly what that meant--it was practically begging to be claimed!
Not to mention all the youki, if youki was even what she was feeling right now. The auras were quite different from regular yoma energy, but even somebody as unversed in reading it as Riful could sense all the different kinds of power flitting across this city. Superheroes, she had heard. Superpowered heroes? It sounded quite moralistic and ridiculous, not at all to her taste, but the sheer level of unguarded power those heroes were broadcasting was nothing short of awe-inspiring. It was almost tangible, and although the energy was nothing like the type Claymores gave off, perhaps these superheroes would be even more worthy allies. She felt like a little girl in a toy store, or whatever the appropriate metaphor was in this place, and the fact that this was a fresh start only made it more exciting. After all the time she had lived, things got so boring sometimes--Priscilla's arrival had mixed things up in the most frustrating way, but it was nothing compared to this.
As she pulled the remaining coins from the wallet and tossed it carelessly in the body's direction, Riful could feel herself beaming. Isley and his woman could wait, Dauf could wait, and that Claymore whose legs she had cut off could wait, although in her case that might not be so beneficial. Riful had always known how to cheer herself up, and she was going to have so much fun!
FANDOM: Claymore! Mangaverse.
CHRONOLOGY: I'm taking Riful from chapter 82 of the manga,where she's torturing the Claymore Renee in order to make her work for her.
BACKGROUND: Claymore is set in a namelesss, vaguely medieval world where demons, aka yoma, terrorize the countryside and eat people. However, that shit was not going to fly with the people of this country, so in order to destroy the yoma they created Claymores--female warriors named after the swords they carry, who've been imbued with yoma flesh and blood in order to have the strength and speed to fight and kill yoma. However, using their yoma energy is a double-edged sword; if a Claymore activates over 80% of it, she will "awaken" and become an awakened being, a monster with even more power and reasoning skill than the standard yoma, but just as much hunger for human guts. Except that the heroine, Clare, is able to pull herself back from the brink of awakening, but hurr durr I'm not here to describe the plot. In the entire history of the Claymore organization, which appears to span almost 80 generations, there have been three Claymores who were ranked #1 and then awakened, and they are near-legendary figures, referred to as Abyssal Ones. Each of them, at the beginning of the story, has long since laid a claim on one section of the island continent they live on. The Claymore organization is situated in the East, Isley lives in the North, Luciela lives in the South, and Riful lives in the West.
Riful was #1 in the first generation of female Claymores; initially they were male, but apparently awakening is just like a big ol' orgasm and the men could resist it even less than the women, so after their first generation they switched to girls. That single male generation is where Isley and Dauf, Riful's giant and hideous boyfriend, came from, by the by. Initally, the Abyssal Ones weren't very active at all; they lived by themselves in caves and ate people, hence the abyssal part, leaving Claymores and each other in peace. A few years before the story began, however, there was another awakening: that of Priscilla, the 2nd-ranked Claymore of her generation. Despite the fact that she was never number one, her power exceeds that of any of the other Abyssal ones, including Riful's--her mental state, however, is regressed to that of a small child's. When she brought her little killing spree to the North and encountered Isley, he realized that she would completely slaughter his ass unless he got down on his knees and pledged his loyalty to her, so he did it. Unfortunately for Riful and Luciela, the seeming addition of Priscilla to Isley's harem of bitches completely unbalanced the happy gut-eating harmony which they had formerly lived in. Riful immediately decides to start adding to her allies in order to combat this. And for Riful, getting allies means kidnapping Claymores and horrifically torturing them until they awaken.
When Riful is first introduced, that's exactly what she's doing, along with Dauf, who I really can only describe as a borderline retarded manchild. She is attempting to force Jean, number 9 of the organization to awaken; however, Clare and Galatea, another Claymore, manage to save her and hold their own against Dauf. Once things start to get really bad for him, however, Riful reveals her true form and saves him. Instead of trying to awaken them, she decides that it would be more worthwhile to let them become even stronger and end up as even better allies. Seven years later, Clare encounters Riful again; this time, she's looking for Claymores who can read yoma energy (aka youki) exceptionally, and she's been disappointed by the two she just found, so naturally she's going to tentacle-rapily torture them into being her allies. I mean, that's just how she rolls. The other Claymores manage to rescue them, and Riful is not pleased. In exchange for the promise of considering becoming her ally, however, she's mollified, and she gives Clare information about Isley and Priscilla. When Clare tells her that she's considered and decided against it, Riful tries, of course, to grab her and make her suffer; unfortunately, to her great irritation, Clare and her comrades escape, leaving her empty-handed.
The next and latest time we see Riful, she's captured another Claymore, named Renee, who excels at reading yoma energy, and she's torturing her a la Boxing Helena. Riful reveals the reason she needs Renee; there is no way she can possibly defeat Priscilla on her own, but if she teamed up with the other Abyssal One, Luciela, they might have a chance. Unfortunately, Isley realized this too, and he killed Luciela. However, Luciela and her sister, Raphaela, live on in something that I can really only refer to as Twinfusion McHorriblething. Riful wants to wake this amalgation up, but she can't do it with physical force--their energy is too entwined--and she wants Renee to do it for her. Currently, she's still at this point in canon; however, the Organization has been creating Abyssal Feeders, mindless creatures which track the scent of and feed on Abyssal Ones, and they kind of... just killed and ate Isley. Chances are Riful is next on the list. Now that I've just spoiled three quarters of Claymore for you, let's move on.
PERSONALITY: Outwardly, Riful has a playful, almost childlike persona; she makes jokes and teases her opponents, and treats almost every obstacle she is brought agaisnt in a lighthearted fashion, because she knows from experience that there is very little she needs to take seriously. Riful is used to having and using incredible power--canonically, there are only three characters who pose any serious threat to her--and that power has gone a little to her head. She's self-aware enough to know her limits, but because she knows those limits she goes into battle without even the slightest expectations of losing. Because she's so self-assured, Riful isn't as subtle as she could be; in a world without any Claymores or Awakened beings to challenge her, chances are she'll eventually feel no need to mask herself or her intentions. She's also deeply self-centered; her ultimate goal is always her own gain, and the only way to keep Riful from taking what she wants, other than being more powerful than her, is to convince her that it would be more beneficial to hold off. Riful is a woman of action, and if she makes a threat, she will follow through on it, but she also likes to play with people.
There is little in Riful's life that involves any emotional investment; her life revolves around power and its manipulation. This doesn't mean that she won't grow fond of people eventually; she shows liking for other people, especially if she thinks they'll be of use to her. It just means that she feels no real reason to keep anybody around. Dauf, her boyfriend and right hand man, is a pretty good example of this--Riful refers to him as "her man" and seems to be fond enough of him, but that doesn't mean she actually cares about his well-being, beyond the fact that he's her ally. It's a slippery slope, since Awakened beings can feel affection, as Isley and possibly Luciela illustrate; Isley appears to be genuinely in love with Priscilla and friends with Raki, although he knows that their family structure is a false construction that can only last so long. Riful, however, shows none of the hesitation that Isley does. She saves Dauf when he's about to be killed, because she needs him, but she doesn't hesitate to let him get his arms and hands chopped off, or to have Jean blast a giant hole in his body. Other people's pain doesn't matter to her in the slightest, as long as they remain useful. She's a completely amoral character, but she's also rather proud, and she doesn't like being bested. Riful has a farily showy sense of presentation, as well, although the ways she expresses it are pretty horrifying; the way she tortures Renee demonstrates that well enough.
Basically, Riful's way of relating to others is summed up like this: nonhumans can either be her allies, neutral factors, or obstacles to her goals. Humans are food. She also has a low tolerance for nonhuman beings that spend their time protecting humans; she sees it as blind and foolish. Clare, the protagonist of Claymore, is basically the only Claymore ever to come into the organization voluntarily; everyone else was orphaned or sold into it, and this was probably true of Riful as well. We know that she became a Claymore at a very young age, as Galatea calls her the youngest Claymore ever to be ranked #1 in the organization--if her humanoid form is any indicator, she might have been prepubescent. And the organization used her, like they use all the girls who become Claymores, until she became uncontrollable. Riful sees it as the organization's fault that she is the way she is; although she's happy with the outcome, she's still very aware that they screwed her over and continue to do so with other girls. She has no patience for Claymores who are still loyal to humanity and consider themselves humans; in Riful's eyes, they're just monsters in denial, with nothing to do but awaken. Humanity is going to shun them forever, so why should they pretend to be a part of it? Although part of her motivation for this line of reasoning is, of course, self-centered (BECOME THE MONSTER YOU TRULY ARE!!!!! and then work for me okay), there's also some genuine resentment behind it.
CLASS: Riful will never not be a villain. I mean, even if she for some bizarre reason was trying not to be, she kind of needs to eat people's guts to keep on living.
SUPERHERO NAME: Riful of the West is the only name she cares about.
ALTER EGO: Renee Westing. Chances are that she won't see any use in maintaining an alter ego, but I guess she'll end up going to middle school if she decides to play pretend.
POWER: As an Awakened being, Riful's little-girl form is not actually her real body--when she's fighting at full power, she's basically what you can only describe as a giant naked lady made out of what Wikipedia calls "fleshy strips" but which are totally tentacles. She uses them to grab and impale her opponents. She ridiculously fast and strong in this form, and she's also very hard to kill; it's not so much that she's invulnerable or regenerative as it is that her most vulnerable parts are extremely hard to target, and most people either don't get close enough to try or can't recognize where they are. In addition to this, like all the other Claymore characters, she can detect if there's any funky shit going on with someone's energy when she's near them, but she's not very sophisticated at it. It's also completely possible to conceal one's energy in the Claymore universe, so it's a tough call on whose presence she'd be able to "see" and whose she wouldn't. If she gets in, I'll set up a permissions post.
COMMUNITY POST SAMPLE: My, my, isn't this interesting? So many interesting people, so many powers... and so much energy, in one form or another. It was terribly rude of Iron Man to bring me here in the middle of that business, but I suppose I can forgive him a while, can't I? After all, I can't wait to get my hands into this place. It's just a pity that my man couldn't come along with me, but he's so slow on the uptake that it's no surprise. I'll have to punish him when he shows up.
This is a way of communicating, right? It's all very beyond my time--this whole place is, but that's just part of what's going to make it so much fun, you know. Anyway, heroes, please introduce yourselves. I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you, and I really hope we can be good friends!
THIRD PERSON: Was this really what money looked like here? Riful wondered, as she rummaged through the dead man's wallet. It had been a long time since she had used it in any way, but it seemed so impractical to have it in these pieces of paper. Still, she'd seen people exchanging it for food at that little stand, so it must have some value. Riful couldn't say it was any fun, stealing money like some common human pickpocket, but at least the victim wouldn't be objecting any time soon. Humans tended to get tonguetied when you ripped out their guts. And wouldn't it be nice to get a new dress, regardless of how she got the money? She'd sprayed a little gore on this one, and that wouldn't do at all--usually she was much neater when she ate. Dauf was the one without table manners.
The reminder made her grit her teeth, pulling out the notes perhaps more roughly than she should. Dauf, that idiot. What on earth was he doing in her absence? He wasn't stupid enough to kill Renee, surely, but she was still quite irritated by the fact that she wasn't there to monitor him when something so vital was going on, and her man got up to all kinds of stupid trouble without Riful there to keep him in line. Not to mention that if Isley or his woman noticed any kind of energy missing... she had been hiding her presence quite thoroughly for the last few years, ever since they invaded the South, but there was always the possibility that they could pick up on something and make their move. There were far too many possibilities when it came to home, and most of them were extremely unpleasant for her, so the only real solution was not to think about them. After all, look at where she was! An entirely new setting, with entirely different rules--she was a little unsettled, but who was Riful to complain? There didn't seem to be any overt ruler over the place, and she knew exactly what that meant--it was practically begging to be claimed!
Not to mention all the youki, if youki was even what she was feeling right now. The auras were quite different from regular yoma energy, but even somebody as unversed in reading it as Riful could sense all the different kinds of power flitting across this city. Superheroes, she had heard. Superpowered heroes? It sounded quite moralistic and ridiculous, not at all to her taste, but the sheer level of unguarded power those heroes were broadcasting was nothing short of awe-inspiring. It was almost tangible, and although the energy was nothing like the type Claymores gave off, perhaps these superheroes would be even more worthy allies. She felt like a little girl in a toy store, or whatever the appropriate metaphor was in this place, and the fact that this was a fresh start only made it more exciting. After all the time she had lived, things got so boring sometimes--Priscilla's arrival had mixed things up in the most frustrating way, but it was nothing compared to this.
As she pulled the remaining coins from the wallet and tossed it carelessly in the body's direction, Riful could feel herself beaming. Isley and his woman could wait, Dauf could wait, and that Claymore whose legs she had cut off could wait, although in her case that might not be so beneficial. Riful had always known how to cheer herself up, and she was going to have so much fun!