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Story Or Series Title: The New Detective
Fandom: Death Note
Culprit Author's Name: greendayluvr93
Full Name (plus titles if any): Itsumo Ryuga
Full Species(es): L's sister Sue
Hair Color (include adjectives): "shoulder length black hair"
Eye Color (include adjectives): "dark eyes" that "don't have the black circles beneath them like L does but their eyes appear to be the same shape"
Unusual Markings/Colorations:
Special Possessions (if any): a shinigami named Naraku, a Death Note, Shinigami eyes
Annoying Origin: "Itsumo's parents didn't want her. The earliest memories she has are of being in an orphanage with Ryuzaki, Mello, Near, and Mat. She was closer with Ryuzaki and Near than she was with the other two although they were closer to her in age." In the first chapter states she's always lived with L.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: L's sister. Light's roommate. Is brought in on L's decision to work on the Kira Investigation
Annoying Special Abilities: Is a mythology expect, which is proven by random paranoid outbursts to superstitious cliches--black cats, opening umbrellas indoors, putting a ring of salt around her bed at night, etc
Other Annoying Traits: Obnoxious dialogue; the Suethor reminds at every opportunity that her character is a genius, by overstating the obvious or stating straight up exposition, taking away any need by the canon characters to work things out on their own.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
“What do you make of this Itsumo?” L hands her a manuscript of sorts. The manuscript is a reply from the second Kira. The second Kira speaks about showing our notebooks and shinigami to each other and the eyes.
“Hnn. I would say that this person believes that he or she has had contact with a shinigami and that “the eyes” that he or she speaks of may be some sort of agreement between him/herself and this so called shinigami. I can't make anything out of the notebook. Perhaps a form of secret code. You can't really be too sure if this person is sane or not seeing as the existence of shinigami is not scientifically proven.”
“But you said you believed in the existence of shinigami.” Light says.
“Ah. This is true. I never said I was sane though did I? For all you know I could be insane or you could even be insane and not know it.” Itsumo says.
“Maybe she is crazy.” Matsuda says while Itsumo is using the bathroom.
“She isn't that crazy. Superstitious, yes. But crazy? No. Itsumo is sane. She's just engulfed in the idea that mythological beings are actually a reality.” Ryuzaki says.
“That manuscript is dated and we have yet to put any one under suspicion of being the second Kira. I can not condemn anyone. I can not clear anyone completely until I am one hundred percent sure.” Ryuzaki says.
“Aw. I was hoping that this manuscript was current. I love a good mystery.” Itsumo says.
She looks around the room. “You shouldn't be so nervous. It isn't like I'm Kira. Even if I was, I'm sure none of you gave me your real names. Even I didn't give you my real name. All of us in this room are using an alias.” Itsumo says.
“Hnn. Well, I'm seventeen years old. I lived with my brother up until I went to your house. I like coffee. Mythology interests me. I usually can't hold my tongue when I get angry. I bite my nails. I love snow, rain, and everything that involves winter. To be honest, I don't really like the sun because I burn easily. I am not fond of sweets. I like cloudy days and walking around when the world is sleeping. I'm not telling you my real name for obvious reasons. I can't tell you anymore about my past. I'd rather keep that to myself. I love black and purple as you can see from my make-up, clothing and such.” Itsumo says.
It's the first time that Light actually notices how Itsumo is dressed.
She's wearing a smoky purple tee, hip hugging black jeans with a chain for a belt, black combat boots, and black fingerless gloves. She wears black eyeliner with a light shading of purple eyeshadow and pale pink lip gloss. She lacks any nail polish.
“So you only have brothers?”
“To be completely accurate, I have one brother. The people featured in this photograph are not related to me by blood, but I am still close with one of them.”
“Which one?”
“I'm not telling you that.”
Itsumo fondly remembers the day the picture was taken.
“Mello, put the chocolate down.” Roger commanded.
“Humph. I don't want to.”
“Near, Itsumo, please stop putting together that puzzle for a moment.”
“I really want to finish the puzzle though.” Itsumo whined.
“Matt, stop playing the games until the photo is taken.”
Roger was exasperated that day.
After fifteen minutes or so, the four children had stood in a line for the photographer. At the last minute, Mello grabbed the chocolate bar, Matt started to play the game again, and Itsumo and Near placed the final pieces of the puzzle in the correct spaces.
Fandom: Death Note
Culprit Author's Name: greendayluvr93
Full Name (plus titles if any): Itsumo Ryuga
Full Species(es): L's sister Sue
Hair Color (include adjectives): "shoulder length black hair"
Eye Color (include adjectives): "dark eyes" that "don't have the black circles beneath them like L does but their eyes appear to be the same shape"
Unusual Markings/Colorations:
Special Possessions (if any): a shinigami named Naraku, a Death Note, Shinigami eyes
Annoying Origin: "Itsumo's parents didn't want her. The earliest memories she has are of being in an orphanage with Ryuzaki, Mello, Near, and Mat. She was closer with Ryuzaki and Near than she was with the other two although they were closer to her in age." In the first chapter states she's always lived with L.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: L's sister. Light's roommate. Is brought in on L's decision to work on the Kira Investigation
Annoying Special Abilities: Is a mythology expect, which is proven by random paranoid outbursts to superstitious cliches--black cats, opening umbrellas indoors, putting a ring of salt around her bed at night, etc
Other Annoying Traits: Obnoxious dialogue; the Suethor reminds at every opportunity that her character is a genius, by overstating the obvious or stating straight up exposition, taking away any need by the canon characters to work things out on their own.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
“What do you make of this Itsumo?” L hands her a manuscript of sorts. The manuscript is a reply from the second Kira. The second Kira speaks about showing our notebooks and shinigami to each other and the eyes.
“Hnn. I would say that this person believes that he or she has had contact with a shinigami and that “the eyes” that he or she speaks of may be some sort of agreement between him/herself and this so called shinigami. I can't make anything out of the notebook. Perhaps a form of secret code. You can't really be too sure if this person is sane or not seeing as the existence of shinigami is not scientifically proven.”
“But you said you believed in the existence of shinigami.” Light says.
“Ah. This is true. I never said I was sane though did I? For all you know I could be insane or you could even be insane and not know it.” Itsumo says.
“Maybe she is crazy.” Matsuda says while Itsumo is using the bathroom.
“She isn't that crazy. Superstitious, yes. But crazy? No. Itsumo is sane. She's just engulfed in the idea that mythological beings are actually a reality.” Ryuzaki says.
“That manuscript is dated and we have yet to put any one under suspicion of being the second Kira. I can not condemn anyone. I can not clear anyone completely until I am one hundred percent sure.” Ryuzaki says.
“Aw. I was hoping that this manuscript was current. I love a good mystery.” Itsumo says.
She looks around the room. “You shouldn't be so nervous. It isn't like I'm Kira. Even if I was, I'm sure none of you gave me your real names. Even I didn't give you my real name. All of us in this room are using an alias.” Itsumo says.
“Hnn. Well, I'm seventeen years old. I lived with my brother up until I went to your house. I like coffee. Mythology interests me. I usually can't hold my tongue when I get angry. I bite my nails. I love snow, rain, and everything that involves winter. To be honest, I don't really like the sun because I burn easily. I am not fond of sweets. I like cloudy days and walking around when the world is sleeping. I'm not telling you my real name for obvious reasons. I can't tell you anymore about my past. I'd rather keep that to myself. I love black and purple as you can see from my make-up, clothing and such.” Itsumo says.
It's the first time that Light actually notices how Itsumo is dressed.
She's wearing a smoky purple tee, hip hugging black jeans with a chain for a belt, black combat boots, and black fingerless gloves. She wears black eyeliner with a light shading of purple eyeshadow and pale pink lip gloss. She lacks any nail polish.
“So you only have brothers?”
“To be completely accurate, I have one brother. The people featured in this photograph are not related to me by blood, but I am still close with one of them.”
“Which one?”
“I'm not telling you that.”
Itsumo fondly remembers the day the picture was taken.
“Mello, put the chocolate down.” Roger commanded.
“Humph. I don't want to.”
“Near, Itsumo, please stop putting together that puzzle for a moment.”
“I really want to finish the puzzle though.” Itsumo whined.
“Matt, stop playing the games until the photo is taken.”
Roger was exasperated that day.
After fifteen minutes or so, the four children had stood in a line for the photographer. At the last minute, Mello grabbed the chocolate bar, Matt started to play the game again, and Itsumo and Near placed the final pieces of the puzzle in the correct spaces.