Rakuen Application

[buttercupflowers]

PLAYER INFORMATION

Name: Aki
Journal: ginbean
Contact information: Corediving [AIM]
Other characters:
Yuri Lowell
Britannia
Vanezio Lykastis
Yosuke Hanamura

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Name: Buttercup (Real name: Elaenya)
Age: 16
Subject taught: Only applies to characters over the age of 18.
Canon: Buttercup comes from a steampunk/Victorian England/fantasy world that likes to delve in some outdated traditions such as assassination and slavery. She just happens to have a hand in both. Born to a race known as the Nekomimi, beings with cat ears and tails capable of great sorcery, she and her sister were kidnapped at a young age and sold for profit. Separated from her big sister, Selenya, for several years Buttercup was raised as an assassin and knew very little else. Because of that, her emotional growth became rather stunted and she was commonly viewed as a shy introvert who was very obedient.

All of this changed however when her master was suddenly killed by a group of strange women. When they turned on her, she very much assumed she was about to follow suit. Instead, they took her home with them and introduced her to their master, Mourir. Mourir explained that he had been tracking her for quite some time now, in order to fulfill the wishes of one of his dearest maids, Selenya. Selenya, as it turns out, had managed to get away from her master early on in life and escape the slavery trade. As she took her future into her own hands, she chose to settle down with Mourir who, despite being a rather villainous character, had a very protective and caring nature. When it became apparent that she could trust him to protect her so long as she remained loyal, she asked him to find and save her sister, Elaenya.

When Buttercup realized that she had been reunited with her sister, she immediately agreed and has been by her side, and under Mourir's service, ever since.

As a side note, she is named Buttercup because those are her favorite flowers.

Canon point: After she helps Mourir break his allies out of prison.

Personality:

On a first glance, Buttercup is a very quiet and unremarkable girl. She rarely speaks and even when she does, it's with a quiet and nearly inaudible tone of voice. As a result of this, many mistake her to be shy and timid. In truth, she merely likes to be quiet because she's always listening and watching. Vigilant and extremely strong willed, if you cross her she will hold that grudge until the end of the offender's life.

Having been raised to be obedient, it isn't unthinkable that her default mode is "awaiting orders." Always ready to be commanded, even on a moment's notice, Buttercup is extremely faithful and detailed, especially when it comes to fulfilling a command. When not being ordered around, however, she is a very simple person. Quiet and content with the small things, there is nothing she likes better than to take a nap on a warm patch of sunlight.

Taciturn, expressionless and eternally devoted to her sister (and thus Mourir) she will do anything she can to return to them.

Weapon:

Name: Nyani

Form: A long ribbon.

Upgrades:

• Resize: Every connecting blow this weapon makes has a 50% change of resizing the opponent's weapon to be too big or too small.
• Boo Hoo Hoo: When activated, the opponent becomes overwhelmed by tears for one minute.
• Coup de Grace: Player has a 5-10% chance of defeating their opponent in one thrust. If Coup de Grace activates, it is classified as dark-type damage.
• Heartbreaker: Gain a Strength boost if your opponent is someone you have strong feelings for. (For the ranged version of this ability, see Cupid's Arrow.)
• Lonely Heart: If the weapon has not met the outbreak condition, all stats receive a large boost.

Lost memories:

• Her real name.
• The name of her race.
• That chasing her tail is fruitless.
• How to cook.
• How to eat using utensils.
• That baths aren't pure evil.
• Her master's name.
• What her sister looks like.
• That the other maids killed her former master.
• That she's an assassin.

Sample:

[In a field of yellow flowers, a young girl is belly down against the grass as she peers almost quizzically at a small white butterfly. As the insect opens and shuts its wings slowly, the girl takes on a position that can only be called 'pouncing' like. For a few minutes longer the stalemate remains, at least until the girl suddenly leaps forward with a sound that might have been a hiss. In a burst of flowers and grass as leaves going flying into the air, the tiny little butterfly makes its way into the air, beating its tiny wings as the young scurries upright and spits grass out of her mouth.]

... hm. [The noise, made quietly and almost completely inaudible, is distinctly one of disappointment.]