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[eyyyyyy long time no post
i’ve been meaning to get back to this blog for a while, but i just really haven’t had the time and motivation. figured i’d pop in to mess with a couple of things since i had the time, though.
most significant change? i added a page for the different AU variations of Nana! you can find it here: http://ladybanchou.tumblr.com/au ]
About a week ago, Nana’s last thread on Rebirth finished, and since then I’ve been slowly working through the aftermath.
I talked about this before with Chouko, but a character dying doesn’t really mean that they’re “done”, so to speak. There’s a lot that’s come out of Nana’s death. She was a huge influence on a lot of characters on site, and now that she’s gone, they need time to grieve. I dunno how Nana will effect them in the future, but I know her influence on the site isn’t going to go away just because she’s dead.
Now that she’s gone on Rebirth, I’m probably going to take more time to focus on her arc on Mindscapes, as well as her RP account on Tumblr.
I’m still trying to decide if I want to add Rebirth Nana as an AU for people to RP with on her Tumblr, but it’s not a high priority at the moment. For now, I’m content with letting Rebirth Nana rest.
watch them die;
Luckily for her, he was too focused on the road ahead. Or he might’ve sensed something wrong with Nana’s behavior. Kuro needed to be aware of his surroundings, of things to come. They could be ambushed by stray demons, other demon tamers… or worse. There were still really strong demons roaming around, and two people like them would be something like a feast.
But when the girl spoke again, he tried to pay atrtention.
And almost tripped on his own feet.
- “Oh, so you want—— what”
She had to be kidding, right?
- “I… do not think we can find this anywhere here. No, more importantly, why do you want these things?”
The comment about the blood of an innocent was initially ignored. Well, that could be done easily, right? Just get a corpse from the streets. One recently killed by demons, number that seemed to be growing recently and—-
—- why the hell was he indulging Nana in her weird fantasy?
- “And even if we could find these things, do you think we have time or opportunities to simply forge a sword? If this is what you want to do, I honestly think it is out of the que—-“
He immediately shut up, once again stopping and raising his hand so the woman would also halt. But it was to scan his surroundings, gray eyes trying to find anything unusual while a trained hand already reached for his phone, finger almost pressing the button to issue the command to summon his demons.
Coming there was a mistake, truly. The place was full of toppled and ruined buildings, and it was infested with demons. If someone survived this… no, it was impossible. Everyone in this area was long since dead. They’d still scout (and to thank for the trouble she went through) and try to find whatever Nana wanted…. but this was really risky.
It’d be lucky if they came back alive. Which is to say that someone wanted perhaps a bit more than just keeping Kuro out of the way for a while.
Either that or they were way too confident in his skills.
- “Can you sense them? We are surrounded.
I don’t think we can run, they’ll catch us too quick. So we have to wipe whatever is stalking us out nice and quickly, and resume what we came to do here.
…. Try not to get too hurt during the fight, too.”
Well, it wasn't like she expected him to understand her and her reasons. Probably would have helped if she'd actually given him all of the details, like the fact that she had reason to believe that she could get this sword made during the time they had. And it wasn't like she could keep using a wooden sword when they were fighting demons.
But she didn't have a chance to voice any of this, because Kuro had suddenly motioned for her to stop. The air felt charged, and every hair on the back of Nana's neck was standing up.
"Aw hell," she said. "Just like middle school all over again..."
She flipped her phone open, holding her breath as she waited. Any moment now, they'd show their faces...
"O'er there!" Nana yelled, and she suddenly ran to the side. A ball of fire exploded against the ground where she'd been standing moments before. She swung her cell phone toward the attacker, the Nicaea app quickly bringing up information on the demons before her.
The one that had attacked, a bull-man demon, was apparently called Moloch. Surrounding him were skull-faced demons called Loa.
With a tap of a button, Nana's demons appeared, Take-Minakata appearing to her left while a Yuki Jyorou appeared to her right.
"Kill the cow first!" Nana ordered, and Yuki Jyorou lifted her hands as a strong blast of snow and ice flew toward the group of demons. Take-Minakata, on the other hand, elected to throw his head back as a Zionga descended upon the Moloch.
Meanwhile, a group of the Loa were descending upon Kuro. One glowed with a grey light, and a wave of energy spread from its body toward Kuro. The spell was clearly a Petra Eyes spell, as the trash and garbage in its path suddenly turned to stone as the wave hit them. The other Loa elected to instead use a Life Drain spell on him.
watch them die;
She always had strange nicknames. It’d be hard not to notice Nana getting close to people as if they were close friends already (a feat that he could never do himself), and nicknaming them strange things. A feature she shared with a certain musician, but he was not the one who was his partner today.
It’d be best if they kept together, more so when demons seemed to continue to swarm the city. It was trouble for them, too… how annoying.
- “Yeah. You can just call me Kuro, though.”
But he was aware that cheerful people were the most troubled ones. It did not take long for him to find out Kazuo’s real self, but he would not press the matter with the woman. Every single one of them had their reasons. Reason to become what they are today, for better or worse.
- “We’re going to a more desolate part of the Firmament, one that we could not prevent demons from almost wiping out everyone there… but still, there might be someone out there.
So Noah tasked me with this rescue mission. And at the same time… we will find out what we will have to deal with in the future.”
Kuro kept his thoughts to himself. Saying this was a lost cause would only cause more panic. Not really what he wanted when they could die at any second.
- “So keep your cellphone out. Better than being ambushed… — and — help you find something?
Did you lose something during the lockdown, Samurakami-san?”
As Kuro talked, Nana shifted into a more serious stance, tapping her sword against her shoulder thoughtfully as he continued. Considering the circumstances, Nana didn't find it likely that anyone was actually left there. Normal people couldn't fight demons, so who weren't demon tamers had probably made a run for it a long time ago. Those who remained were among the dead. As for those who were demon tamers, well, there was safety in numbers, so of course they'd join up with others. If she was being honest, it felt like someone wanted Kuro out of the way for a while.
"Maybe I'm just bein' paranoid," Nana mumbled to herself. In a much louder voice, she said, "A rescue mission-slash-surveyin' mission, huh? A'ight, I'm game!"
She turned toward the road, humming happily to herself, when Kuro spoke up again. She blinked and turned back toward him, and then grinned.
"Naw, I'm just tryin' t' see if I can't find some stuff. Let's see, what all did I need again?" She began to count off on her fingers. "2 meter's worth of good wood, demon horn, tamahagane, and the blood o' an innocent." Nana paused with her finger against her ring finger, and turned toward Kuro. "I uh, I don't think that last one's literal. 'Less ya know some innocents who don't mind lendin' me some o' their blood, I mean."
fuckyeahannecarson:
Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
15 Associations.
Reblog and fill in the answers you most associate your character to with each question.
o1. Animal; Dog o2. Color; Green o3. Month; February o4. Song; Some Nights - fun. o5. Number; Seven o6. Day or Night; Night o7. Plant; Oak o8. Smell; Cigarettes o9. Gemstone; Rose Quartz 10. Season; Spring 11. Place; Osaka 12. Food; instant ramen :V 13. Astrological Sign; Aquarius 14. Element(s); Lightning 15. Drink; Sake, green tea
tagging: fauxmessiah, rabbitbythemoon, a-wayward-wizard, uhhhh blanking on anyone else rn
Maybe it would have helped if Lucas had known that, but he didn’t. All he knew was that she appeared quite distressed over it’s lost and he at least attempt to fix it since it was lost helping him. He won’t have bothered if he knew it was suppose to break after some time.
Still, that didn’t stop the wizard from taking the remaining half of the sword, and turned it over a few times in his hand. The break wasn’t too extensive, at least it didn’t leave cracks running down the rest of the wood. After a deep sigh, from what was unsure, he held his other hand out over the sword and slowly moved it above the wood to the length of the original sword. An acton that let his magic stitch the wood back together, and recall the missing pieces of the sword. It wasn’t quite as good as new in the end, but it certainly looked better now. With a bit of luck it might last her a while more.
"Here," Lucas simply said as he handed her back the wood.
Nana hadn't really been sure what to expect when Lucas asked her to hand him the sword. Maybe he was going to clue it back together or lecture her or something. Something mundane, something she was used to dealing with.
Instead, she watched as the sword suddenly grew back to its original shape.
Lucas handed the sword back to her, and she took it back with shaking hands. Nana stared down at it, like she wasn't sure what to do with it, and finally she looked up at him and said, "Holy shit, you're magic."
It was really the only thing she could think to say in this situation. It wasn't exactly the kind of thing she ran into all that often. Or at all, really.
ayyyy guess who's finally got break time in between finals
gonna try and knock a few replies out tonight; let's do this shit
[ok that's all i've got the energy for tonight
see me again tomorrow maybe i'll have more posts done]
watch them die;
It had been two days ever since disaster struck, and Tokyo had been restless. Kuro could understand, but that did not mean it made their job easier. He had been following orders from Noah to rescue civilians and stop stray demons, so his days had been pretty busy.
They decided to go in groups of two, hoping it’d make their rounds quicker… if possible, he wanted to go with Kazuo. The man still wasn’t sure the other could do well on his own, so there was this lingering feeling… that did not disappear (if only got even more intense) when Akio dragged the other boy away from him.
Well, Kazuo would just have to survive the torture for now. Sighing and turning his body from the duo that was already walking away from him, he crossed eyes with Nana. It didn’t really matter who, but of al of them he hadn’t a chance to talk to her properly.
So be it.
- “Hey. You’re still without a pair, aren’t you? You can stay with me, it’ll be faster this way. Although I can’t say It’ll be easy…”
He was in charge of one of the most dangerous areas, after all.
It wasn't that Nana was intentionally avoiding people with these things. Quite the opposite, actually. She'd been making a nuisance of herself all over, taking the time to chat it up with everyone and run off half-cocked to go save people who'd been attacked by demons. It was the most she could do to keep her mind occupied during these times.
But it wasn't really a surprise when she'd been left without a partner this time, too. She'd probably come on a bit too hard again, and people had gotten irritated with her, or intimidated by her, and whoops, here she was again.
She'd been getting ready to walk off by herself when Kuro walked up, and she adjusted her wooden sword's position against her shoulder as she turned toward him.
"Yer... Crowboy, right? Kazuhiko, or somethin' like that?" Nana said. "Sure, I don't mind walkin' wit' ya. 'Sides, ya might be able t' help me find somethin' I've been lookin' fer."
Right, that was her other little distraction right now. Since she'd made contact with that demon, she'd been stuck on this little fetch quest. Still, it was going to pay off great when she finished...
Get back? What was she going to….
Oh dear.
Just as she shoved the edge of her sword in the drain, the wizard almost flew back knowing that even if she was successful, the best thing that might come out of it was a flying drain that might just hit one of them in the fact.
"Hold on a minute, I’m sure there is a better alternative then just-" he tried to reason with her, but before he could get a good argument out, the drain went flyinig off like he thought as well as her sword breaking in half. To which the only response he could muster was a loud annoyed sigh. But he couldn’t really let her lose her sword while trying to help. So, a little begrudingly, he held out his hand to Nana.
"Let me see it," Although he was usually one to let people get what was coming to them and with a plan like that, what came to her was a surprise. But he saw no reason to have her good deed be punished like this.
Ultimately, Nana wasn't too torn up over the loss of her sword. It was a souvenir sword, and she'd broken them before. Hell, there were a few souvenir stores that refused to sell to her anymore because of her reputation and what she'd been using those swords for back when she gained that reputation.
Still, it had been a good sword. It'd lasted her a good six months, hadn't it? That was practically a lifetime for one of her swords. Thing could have retired and collected pension.
When Lucas asked if he could see it, Nana just gave him a confused blink and handed the remaining half of the sword to him.
"Huh? Yeah, sure, here ya go," she said.
ooc
aaaaaah i'm sorry i took a week long break all of the sudden
stuff kept coming up irl and i wasn't in a good position to do any replies for that time
i'm going to try and get a few knocked out tonight though so look forward to that
[[sorry, tonight wasn't a really good night for working on replies
i'll try and get something done tomorrow
for now, i'm heading to bed]]
Self-proclaimed hero or not, even he, Hibiki Kuze, had a had time finding his purpose in life. Sure, he was a funny guy and he could get high grades on tests if he tried, but those things weren’t particularly meaningful if you asked him.
Perhaps it was because he had become bored of his average life that he was suddenly worrying his head over big words such as meaning and purpose. Perhaps it was not. Either way, he had felt very small and unimportant alone at home and thus had decided he needed some fresh air and gone outside.
"Sure is getting colder," Hibiki mumbled to himself, putting his hands in his pockets as he walked around aimlessly, "Maybe I’ll buy something warm to drink."
"Whooo-wee! It's sure gettin' cold out!" Nana yelled to absolutely no one in particular. The loud exclamation in the middle of the road drew a few odd looks, but for the most part, everyone ignored her.
She mumbled to herself as she walked down the road. "Yes sirree, it's definitely gettin' cold. Probably gonna need t' go get a new jacket or somethin' t' wear if this keeps up. And maybe coffee would do me good. And--"
Before she could finish that thought, she found herself running headlong into someone. She stepped back and rubbed her head, throwing a smile on her face as she did so. "Whoops! Sorry, wasn't watchin' where I was goin'. Are ya alright?"
No, don’t use spit. It’s not going to stop the bleeding. It’d probably even disintergrate whatever’s trying to stop the bleeding. Nope, he couldn’t watch this anymore. Though, this was not he intended it to be used for, he took one of the scraps of cloth he kept in his jacket and offered it to Nana.
"Here, this might be better to stop the bleeding with." Though the wizard usually cartarizes his own wounds, since that was more of a permantent solution for her, he was sure she would prefer this method.
He’s not sure what she was thinking of for her next attempt to get the journal back but it sounded like he would end up with red pages instead of white. “Yes…very bad indeed.” Of course he could use magic to get rid of most but it’d probably still have some pink.
The drain was the best idea she had suggested yet. Well, the one that was least likely going to damage his journal more than it already had. But he probably wasn’t going to be the one who fit down there. She might have a better chance than him. “It’s worth a try.” Lucas said as he checked the edges of the drain to see if it could be pryed up with little effort.
Oh hey, this guy had cloth in his jacket. That was good, especially since this was starting to get a little messy and Nana really didn't want to have to rip up her skirt to use as makeshift bandages. Though her shirt was bloody enough as it was, and she'd probably have to toss it out when she got home, so that probably could have worked...
Oh, right, the journal. That was kind of the immediate issue, wasn't it? With a sheepish grin, she accepted the cloth and tied it around her forehead, lifting up the fringe of hair that covered one side of her face as she did so so she could get under it.
She watched Lucas examine the drain, then picked up her sword and forced the blade under one edge.
"Ya might wanna get back," she said. She threw her weight onto the sword and grunted. The edge of the drain strained, and then finally, with a grotesque sucking noise, came flying off. In the same moment, the sword gave out under Nana and the sword snapped in half, sending splinters everywhere and Nana straight to the ground.
"Aw man..." Nana whined as she sat up. "I liked that sword. Rest in peace, worthy blade of mine..." She laid the sword handle on the ground and briefly clasped her hands in prayer.
Having someone approach him caused a surprised look to cross the man’s face, only for it to quickly turn to a horrified expression. Although he wasn’t sure what a swimsuit was he at least knew what a pervert was to the point he knew he wasn’t one.
"Ah- No no I didn’t mean it like that!" the pale man explained quickly, holding his hands up defensively towards the rather intimidating woman," I’ve just never seen this many people of remotely the same age going to the same place like this! … Că nu de sunet mult mai bine nu-i asa? I’m very sorry I’m just really lost… I’m new to the area and have troubles with maps.” No matter how interesting this country was he was having the worst time with what was normal and what wasn’t.
...This guy talks weird, Nana thought as she crossed her arms. Was he some kind of foreigner? Yeah, that had to be the case. Otherwise, why would he have changed to speaking something not-Japanese (English, maybe?) halfway through there? And he said he had trouble with maps... Still, what kind of place didn't have schools?
She considered the man for a moment, and then suddenly grinned and laughed as she clapped her hands on the man's shoulders.
"Okay! I gotcha, ya just got lost 'n' followed the biggest gatherin' o' people ya could find, right? Tells ya what, I'll show ya t' wherever ya need t' get to, 'k? That way you don't get arrested, and I ain't gotta feel bad 'bout leavin' some poor hapless guy standin' in front o' the school!" She chuckled and stepped back, putting her hands back on her hips as she did so. At the very least, this would let her judge this guy's intentions, and if she needed to just beat him up and then send him rolling down the hill into town or not.
Character Stats Framework.
full name: Nana Samurakami
nickname: Acid Crotch
age: 17
birth date: February 4th
ethnicity: Japanese
gender: Female
preferred pronouns: She, Her
sexual orientation: Bisexual
religion: A weird mix of Shintoist and Buddhist
occupation: Works several part time jobs, is primarily a high school student
status: ???
fandom: n/a (has appeared in Persona and Devil Survivor in the past though)
face claim: n/a
relationships
parents: Father died a few years ago. Relationship with mother is strained.
siblings: none
significant other: None currently
children: none
physical traits
eye colour: Green
height: 5’4”
body build: Lean, but muscular
notable physical traits: GREEN HAIR
phobias and diseases
phobias: Nana is straight up afraid of crabs. Crabs and lobsters both just freak her out.
mental diseases: None that have been diagnosed. Most likely suffers from some form of depression.
when was this diagnosed?: n/a
usual expression/mood
Please do not ride the Nana Train.
