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records_of_pain〈 PLAYER INFO 〉
NAME: Orlando
AGE: 26
JOURNAL:paperback
IM / EMAIL: agreylady[at]gmail[dot]com
PLURK: ElspethVimes
RETURNING: n/a
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Tanyuu Karibusa
CHARACTER AGE: unknown, I estimate her to be in her early 30s
SERIES: Mushishi
CHRONOLOGY: following the story "The Ragged Road" (a.k.a. "The Path of Thorns")
CLASS: Hero
HOUSING: Random roommates is fine with me! I'm also open to any city.
BACKGROUND:
Long ago, there was a mushi unlike any other, a forbidden mushi that destroyed all things indiscriminately. A mushishi of the Tamai family sealed this forbidden mushi into the body of a member of the Karibusa family, turning her skin the color of ink and eventually killing her. But not before she had a child.
Since then, one in every other generation of the Kaibusa family has carried the forbidden mushi inside them, rendering part of their bodies ink black and useless. But they have learned how to bind it. By listening to stories of the death of other mushi, they can subdue the forbidden mushi and use its mark like ink to write these stories down and seal the forbidden mushi away on paper. Those who do this are the Recorders. They live in an isolated house with their records, attended by a member of the Tamai family, and visited only by the family and mushishi.
Karibusa Tanyuu is the fourth Recorder. The curse is located on her right leg, and makes it impossible for her to walk without aid. As a small child, Tanyu was extensively tutored. Originally she was not told the reason for this, or the truth behind the birthmark on her leg, but as soon as she was able to write well enough (we're talking kanji here, it takes a little while to build up your vocabulary) and knew enough about mushi, she was sent from her family to the Recorder's house, with only her relative Minai Tama, a former mushishi, for constant company.
As a child and young adult, one of the few people Tanyuu saw regularly was the heir of the Tamai family, Kumado, a boy about her age. While strange and not altogether polite, Kumado became her only friend. That is, until she grew older, and a mushishi named Ginko came to visit.
While as a child Tanyuu hated her duties, she grew to understand the importance of her responsibility, and she now devotes herself to it and even takes pride in what she can do. Her isolation has not dimmed her curiosity about the world, only her ability to take part in it.
PERSONALITY:
Tanyuu is both strong-willed and practical. She refuses to let herself be limited by, say, her physical capability, and constantly pushes herself to do more, whether that is getting herself to a hill she's never seen the view from or sealing more of the forbidden mushi. She's proud, and determined to think things through her own way. She can take the statement "you can't do this" as a challenge, and one she will rise to if at all possible. She reflects on what she sees and hears, thinking things through carefully and forming her own conclusions, quite possibly in opposition to what she's been told. She is extremely good at what she does, and she knows it. Her pride in everything she works at shows, though she's also capable of poking a bit of fun at herself for it.
But Tanyuu is a realist. If doing something genuinely is beyond her, she can and will ask for help, and if it conflicts with her duties, she won't do it. She prioritizes what she must do above what else she might be able to do, and what she might be able to do usually above what she wants. She is extremely duty-focused, and will crush some of her dreams herself for the sake of her work and those who help her in it. She won't pick fights with people she recognizes as necessary in some way, even if they challenge or dismiss beliefs she holds dear (for example, while she does not agree with the way many mushishi treat mushi, she recognizes that she needs these allies and so does not tell them off). Her confidence in her ability to do her job is based on the fact that she really is that good (though her confidence in her tea-making abilities may have...less real grounding).
At the same time, she does in some ways isolate herself even more than her circumstances already isolate her. She's aware not only of the importance of her position, but of the sacrifices that other people (such as Tama and Kumado) have made for the cause she is supposed to carry on. She doesn't want to be a burden, or for people to suffer or struggle for her unnecessarily. To that end she can close herself off and lie about how well she's really doing. Help for the sake of her work, she'll ask for. Help for her own sake is more difficult (Ginko provides an exception, he's a friend, not family, which allows her to be freer with him).
Tanyuu is a very curious person. She enjoys learning and experiencing new things. Of course, she has little opportunity to do so. She still feels closely trapped by her duties, even while she recognizes their importance. Her greatest desire, though one which she greatly suppresses at this point, is to be free of the curse so that she can travel and see the things she hears and reads about. It's the main reason she sometimes overworks herself.
Over the years, she has developed a great respect for life of all forms, and a great distaste for those who callously dismiss some of it, for no better reason than that it's not human. Death and suffering are terrible things to wish on anyone or anything, and she believes that if more people could see that the world would be better off.
She tries to be forward-thinking and to focus on the positive possibilities that are ahead if she can only get things done now. Still, she is in many ways disillusioned. She knows how many bad mushishi are out there, taking advantage of both humans and mushi. She knows that it's likely she won't be able to live out any of her dreams for herself in this lifetime, no matter how badly she wants to, and that she'll have to be content with making progress for the sake of others. She still harbors some of her childhood jealousy of people who are free to move about freely. She's also somewhat accustomed to being deferred to- she's one of the most important members of the family, and what wishes she might have which don't conflict with the family's duties will be typically be granted. She is able to drop honorifics around people she knows decently well, but others refer to her in a respectful manner (Tama is "Tama" to Tanyuu, but Tanyuu is "Tanyuu-dono," an honorific conferring high respect, to Tama).
She also has a of a rebellious and mischievous side that's never been fully stamped out. If she can get away with bending or breaking some of the rules she doesn't think are really necessary, she'll do it (the first time she let Ginko in to see the records, she wasn't exactly following the rules). She displays a sense of fun and some wit with people she's comfortable with.
POWER:
Text manipulation- Being able to change words written on pretty much anything, adding, removing, or rearranging them. This is inspired by the fact that she can and does literally handle the text written with the forbidden mushi in canon.
Influencing things with words- Being able to change or influence inanimate objects and people by words, spoken or written. For example, telling a plant to grow and having it do so, or telling someone to stop and having them, much to their surprise, stop in their tracks. I know this is potentially really powerful, so it would require either a lot of repetition (telling the plant every day to grow) or a lot of emotion (being afraid for someone's life unless someone else stops their actions) on Tanyuu's part to actually have an effect. In addition, it wouldn't work through a mediating device, in order for the words to have effect they would have to be either spoken in person or handwritten on the target.
〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:
[text]
[She still doesn't like typing. The words feel too disconnected from her, as if she's not really writing. But it still feels more natural than speaking to or looking at someone who isn't there. She'll get used to it.]
How did you define a hero, before you came here?
I think the people who brought us here have their own definition. They expect heroes to fight. Heroes fight to catch the people who commit crimes, or they fight the Russians.
[She's still trying to figure out what is supposed to be so terrible about the Russians. But that's another question.]
I thought of heroes as people who helped others first. Heroes noticed when someone weaker than they were was in trouble or pain and stopped what they were doing to help. Or they made helping into what they were doing. I suppose sometimes heroes had to fight, too, but I never thought that was what made them heroic.
[It was kindness. They were able to be heroes because of it, and would fail without it.]
Did you think that? Or did you think it was something else?
LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE:
Tanyuu took a deep breath, hoping to help still her racing thoughts. This city, this world if all accounts were to be believed, was baffling. But at this moment, the world consisted of the herself and the table in front of her, empty save for sheets of paper laid out in a row. If she squinted, or caught it only out of the corner of her eye, it looked like a scroll.
She had to see if she could still continue her work. If she could seal the forbidden mushi away further, even apart from her records and resources, apart from her family. She turned to the right end of the table, setting her finger in the top corner of the farthest page, and closed her eyes. The words were clear in her mind.
"Chapter 34. Verse One." This was an experiment, not yet an attempt to replicate the records. She may as well use a story she liked. There was a twinge in her right leg- the mushi recognized what she was attempting. But it was anticipated, and she did not flinch. "In the spring, I came across..."
It wasn't working. The twinge in her leg failed to sharpen into pain. Opening her eyes confirmed it. There was no ink-colored mushi, tamed by tales of death, flowing across her skin. The short trail she had traced down the paper remained a pristine white. Either the mushi recognized that these were old stories, ones which had already been used to seal it, or she couldn't seal it in this world.
She slumped back from the table, holding a hand across her eyes. How could she gather new stories? (If that was what was needed, but it had to be. The other possibility wasn't.) As far as she could tell, there weren't mushi in this world. No one seemed to recognize a description of any type of mushi or its effects. Could mushi even live in a place where so much of the earth was covered and the air was so dirty? They were generally sure to appear wherever humans lived, but even so. All her tales came from towns settled by farmers, from travelers across untended land, places so utterly unlike this one.
Well, the only way to test that would be to get out to the countryside. A chance to see a landscape unlike the ones she knew. Maybe there would be new mushi. There was a thrill in those thoughts, sneaking up through the confusion and despair. There was opportunity here.
She just didn't know what kind, yet.
FINAL NOTES:
n/a
NAME: Orlando
AGE: 26
JOURNAL:
paperbackIM / EMAIL: agreylady[at]gmail[dot]com
PLURK: ElspethVimes
RETURNING: n/a
〈 CHARACTER INFO 〉
CHARACTER NAME: Tanyuu Karibusa
CHARACTER AGE: unknown, I estimate her to be in her early 30s
SERIES: Mushishi
CHRONOLOGY: following the story "The Ragged Road" (a.k.a. "The Path of Thorns")
CLASS: Hero
HOUSING: Random roommates is fine with me! I'm also open to any city.
BACKGROUND:
Long ago, there was a mushi unlike any other, a forbidden mushi that destroyed all things indiscriminately. A mushishi of the Tamai family sealed this forbidden mushi into the body of a member of the Karibusa family, turning her skin the color of ink and eventually killing her. But not before she had a child.
Since then, one in every other generation of the Kaibusa family has carried the forbidden mushi inside them, rendering part of their bodies ink black and useless. But they have learned how to bind it. By listening to stories of the death of other mushi, they can subdue the forbidden mushi and use its mark like ink to write these stories down and seal the forbidden mushi away on paper. Those who do this are the Recorders. They live in an isolated house with their records, attended by a member of the Tamai family, and visited only by the family and mushishi.
Karibusa Tanyuu is the fourth Recorder. The curse is located on her right leg, and makes it impossible for her to walk without aid. As a small child, Tanyu was extensively tutored. Originally she was not told the reason for this, or the truth behind the birthmark on her leg, but as soon as she was able to write well enough (we're talking kanji here, it takes a little while to build up your vocabulary) and knew enough about mushi, she was sent from her family to the Recorder's house, with only her relative Minai Tama, a former mushishi, for constant company.
As a child and young adult, one of the few people Tanyuu saw regularly was the heir of the Tamai family, Kumado, a boy about her age. While strange and not altogether polite, Kumado became her only friend. That is, until she grew older, and a mushishi named Ginko came to visit.
While as a child Tanyuu hated her duties, she grew to understand the importance of her responsibility, and she now devotes herself to it and even takes pride in what she can do. Her isolation has not dimmed her curiosity about the world, only her ability to take part in it.
PERSONALITY:
Tanyuu is both strong-willed and practical. She refuses to let herself be limited by, say, her physical capability, and constantly pushes herself to do more, whether that is getting herself to a hill she's never seen the view from or sealing more of the forbidden mushi. She's proud, and determined to think things through her own way. She can take the statement "you can't do this" as a challenge, and one she will rise to if at all possible. She reflects on what she sees and hears, thinking things through carefully and forming her own conclusions, quite possibly in opposition to what she's been told. She is extremely good at what she does, and she knows it. Her pride in everything she works at shows, though she's also capable of poking a bit of fun at herself for it.
But Tanyuu is a realist. If doing something genuinely is beyond her, she can and will ask for help, and if it conflicts with her duties, she won't do it. She prioritizes what she must do above what else she might be able to do, and what she might be able to do usually above what she wants. She is extremely duty-focused, and will crush some of her dreams herself for the sake of her work and those who help her in it. She won't pick fights with people she recognizes as necessary in some way, even if they challenge or dismiss beliefs she holds dear (for example, while she does not agree with the way many mushishi treat mushi, she recognizes that she needs these allies and so does not tell them off). Her confidence in her ability to do her job is based on the fact that she really is that good (though her confidence in her tea-making abilities may have...less real grounding).
At the same time, she does in some ways isolate herself even more than her circumstances already isolate her. She's aware not only of the importance of her position, but of the sacrifices that other people (such as Tama and Kumado) have made for the cause she is supposed to carry on. She doesn't want to be a burden, or for people to suffer or struggle for her unnecessarily. To that end she can close herself off and lie about how well she's really doing. Help for the sake of her work, she'll ask for. Help for her own sake is more difficult (Ginko provides an exception, he's a friend, not family, which allows her to be freer with him).
Tanyuu is a very curious person. She enjoys learning and experiencing new things. Of course, she has little opportunity to do so. She still feels closely trapped by her duties, even while she recognizes their importance. Her greatest desire, though one which she greatly suppresses at this point, is to be free of the curse so that she can travel and see the things she hears and reads about. It's the main reason she sometimes overworks herself.
Over the years, she has developed a great respect for life of all forms, and a great distaste for those who callously dismiss some of it, for no better reason than that it's not human. Death and suffering are terrible things to wish on anyone or anything, and she believes that if more people could see that the world would be better off.
She tries to be forward-thinking and to focus on the positive possibilities that are ahead if she can only get things done now. Still, she is in many ways disillusioned. She knows how many bad mushishi are out there, taking advantage of both humans and mushi. She knows that it's likely she won't be able to live out any of her dreams for herself in this lifetime, no matter how badly she wants to, and that she'll have to be content with making progress for the sake of others. She still harbors some of her childhood jealousy of people who are free to move about freely. She's also somewhat accustomed to being deferred to- she's one of the most important members of the family, and what wishes she might have which don't conflict with the family's duties will be typically be granted. She is able to drop honorifics around people she knows decently well, but others refer to her in a respectful manner (Tama is "Tama" to Tanyuu, but Tanyuu is "Tanyuu-dono," an honorific conferring high respect, to Tama).
She also has a of a rebellious and mischievous side that's never been fully stamped out. If she can get away with bending or breaking some of the rules she doesn't think are really necessary, she'll do it (the first time she let Ginko in to see the records, she wasn't exactly following the rules). She displays a sense of fun and some wit with people she's comfortable with.
POWER:
Text manipulation- Being able to change words written on pretty much anything, adding, removing, or rearranging them. This is inspired by the fact that she can and does literally handle the text written with the forbidden mushi in canon.
Influencing things with words- Being able to change or influence inanimate objects and people by words, spoken or written. For example, telling a plant to grow and having it do so, or telling someone to stop and having them, much to their surprise, stop in their tracks. I know this is potentially really powerful, so it would require either a lot of repetition (telling the plant every day to grow) or a lot of emotion (being afraid for someone's life unless someone else stops their actions) on Tanyuu's part to actually have an effect. In addition, it wouldn't work through a mediating device, in order for the words to have effect they would have to be either spoken in person or handwritten on the target.
〈 CHARACTER SAMPLES 〉
COMMUNITY POST (VOICE) SAMPLE:
[text]
[She still doesn't like typing. The words feel too disconnected from her, as if she's not really writing. But it still feels more natural than speaking to or looking at someone who isn't there. She'll get used to it.]
How did you define a hero, before you came here?
I think the people who brought us here have their own definition. They expect heroes to fight. Heroes fight to catch the people who commit crimes, or they fight the Russians.
[She's still trying to figure out what is supposed to be so terrible about the Russians. But that's another question.]
I thought of heroes as people who helped others first. Heroes noticed when someone weaker than they were was in trouble or pain and stopped what they were doing to help. Or they made helping into what they were doing. I suppose sometimes heroes had to fight, too, but I never thought that was what made them heroic.
[It was kindness. They were able to be heroes because of it, and would fail without it.]
Did you think that? Or did you think it was something else?
LOGS POST (PROSE) SAMPLE:
Tanyuu took a deep breath, hoping to help still her racing thoughts. This city, this world if all accounts were to be believed, was baffling. But at this moment, the world consisted of the herself and the table in front of her, empty save for sheets of paper laid out in a row. If she squinted, or caught it only out of the corner of her eye, it looked like a scroll.
She had to see if she could still continue her work. If she could seal the forbidden mushi away further, even apart from her records and resources, apart from her family. She turned to the right end of the table, setting her finger in the top corner of the farthest page, and closed her eyes. The words were clear in her mind.
"Chapter 34. Verse One." This was an experiment, not yet an attempt to replicate the records. She may as well use a story she liked. There was a twinge in her right leg- the mushi recognized what she was attempting. But it was anticipated, and she did not flinch. "In the spring, I came across..."
It wasn't working. The twinge in her leg failed to sharpen into pain. Opening her eyes confirmed it. There was no ink-colored mushi, tamed by tales of death, flowing across her skin. The short trail she had traced down the paper remained a pristine white. Either the mushi recognized that these were old stories, ones which had already been used to seal it, or she couldn't seal it in this world.
She slumped back from the table, holding a hand across her eyes. How could she gather new stories? (If that was what was needed, but it had to be. The other possibility wasn't.) As far as she could tell, there weren't mushi in this world. No one seemed to recognize a description of any type of mushi or its effects. Could mushi even live in a place where so much of the earth was covered and the air was so dirty? They were generally sure to appear wherever humans lived, but even so. All her tales came from towns settled by farmers, from travelers across untended land, places so utterly unlike this one.
Well, the only way to test that would be to get out to the countryside. A chance to see a landscape unlike the ones she knew. Maybe there would be new mushi. There was a thrill in those thoughts, sneaking up through the confusion and despair. There was opportunity here.
She just didn't know what kind, yet.
FINAL NOTES:
n/a
