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Character: Suzu Yamatoya (formerly Suzu Kitamura)
Series: Peace Maker Kurogane
Character Age: Appears to be in his late teens
Canon: Fifteen-year-old Ichimura Tetsunosuke is a teen on a mission: kill the guy who killed his family. Despite having pretty much no combat experience or ideas on how to find that man, he decides to join the Shinsengumi in order to rectify both these things. The only trouble is he doesn’t completely understand what being in the Shinsengumi means and that it isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. After all, he ends up befriending a boy, Suzu, whose master is in direct opposition to the Shinsengumi without realizing it. And when Tetsunosuke has a hand in killing said master, he finds he’s in for a bit of... ah, trouble by Suzu’s hands.
Once a tsuntsun teenage boy, the death of his master caused Suzu to snap, to put it lightly. Outwardly, Suzu appears as the genial young head of the Yamatoya business. He’s fairly polite, he’s humble, he’s oh-so-sweet, and he always, always, all smiles. Only, as nice as he may seem, there’s often a bit of an edge to his words, a few crude comments here and there, a few brutally honest things mentioned when he knows no one important is listening. But his sickly sweet exterior is really just meant to hide the utterly twisted individual inside: Suzu has no attachments to anything; he’s a free man--which makes him able to hurt others without a single second thought. His logic is morbid and selfish, and he doesn’t care for politesse or hurting your ~feelings~. All of you can just rot and die for all he cares, since his main purpose in life is to take completely and utter revenge on Tetsunosuke for his master’s death, and maybe screw over those Shinsengumi dogs along the way.
Sample Post:
My, I never thought my expertise would be required so deep into the country. Though, I’m afraid that I might be misleading you all if I said that; after all, I have no experience in this matter. Still, the Director is a faithful client of ours, so I can’t help but comply. You’ll have to forgive me for being a novice--after all, I’ve never taught a class on learning how to move on from traumatic events. One would think that the actual counselors of this establishment would carry out such a task, but perhaps I shouldn’t judge how often she wishes to have her employees work, or if she rather bring in busy novices to do their work for them. Oh, but I’m rambling, aren’t I? And all of you are so eager to learn. I’ll do my best, just for all of you.
Now, let’s see . . . If you’re moving on from an event, that implies that something awfully tragic had to happen to make doing so difficult. I suppose the most common reaction would be to get revenge on the source of the tragedy, isn’t it? Please, don’t look anymore grim than you already do; I don’t mean anything so gruesome as the word “revenge” implies. After all, plenty of people believe in karma. Is revenge not the same concept, just carried out by human hands? And it really shouldn’t be something so undignified as murder or as petty as theft. Don’t hesitate to think they deserve maybe ten thousandfold what they did to you, if you’re feeling generous. It really does work--after all, their suffering will be just enough to compensate for your own. And knowing they’ll never really be able to recover from that will be the sweetest honey.
Ah, but I digress.
That is certainly one method to move past your troubles; after all, you’ll never regret not having done anything about the one who inflicted your pain. You may be lifeless by nature, but you really ought to stop being so passive. But if you haven’t enough guts to face your tormentor but just enough not to suffer quietly, I suppose there’s also the choice to drown. --Oh, my apologies; I had to clear my throat. I did mean “drown yourself in booze,” as plenty of men do. You can gamble away your savings, sell yourself, engage in pointless, suicidal duels . . . You can provoke those around you, you can buy lives and just as quickly extinguish them . . . You can do quite a bit to distract yourself, even on a farm like this. Challenge a gorilla if you’re so sick of the monotony of a broken heart, or give yourself up to Marcy if you can’t stop going over a friend’s betrayal in your head. If anything, I can tell you there are a number of ways--a great, great number of ways--for a man to forget about his worries.
But I will say this: of both the methods I’ve suggested today, one hurts yourself, and one hurts others. Do choose wisely.
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Series: Peace Maker Kurogane
Character Age: Appears to be in his late teens
Canon: Fifteen-year-old Ichimura Tetsunosuke is a teen on a mission: kill the guy who killed his family. Despite having pretty much no combat experience or ideas on how to find that man, he decides to join the Shinsengumi in order to rectify both these things. The only trouble is he doesn’t completely understand what being in the Shinsengumi means and that it isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. After all, he ends up befriending a boy, Suzu, whose master is in direct opposition to the Shinsengumi without realizing it. And when Tetsunosuke has a hand in killing said master, he finds he’s in for a bit of... ah, trouble by Suzu’s hands.
Once a tsuntsun teenage boy, the death of his master caused Suzu to snap, to put it lightly. Outwardly, Suzu appears as the genial young head of the Yamatoya business. He’s fairly polite, he’s humble, he’s oh-so-sweet, and he always, always, all smiles. Only, as nice as he may seem, there’s often a bit of an edge to his words, a few crude comments here and there, a few brutally honest things mentioned when he knows no one important is listening. But his sickly sweet exterior is really just meant to hide the utterly twisted individual inside: Suzu has no attachments to anything; he’s a free man--which makes him able to hurt others without a single second thought. His logic is morbid and selfish, and he doesn’t care for politesse or hurting your ~feelings~. All of you can just rot and die for all he cares, since his main purpose in life is to take completely and utter revenge on Tetsunosuke for his master’s death, and maybe screw over those Shinsengumi dogs along the way.
Sample Post:
My, I never thought my expertise would be required so deep into the country. Though, I’m afraid that I might be misleading you all if I said that; after all, I have no experience in this matter. Still, the Director is a faithful client of ours, so I can’t help but comply. You’ll have to forgive me for being a novice--after all, I’ve never taught a class on learning how to move on from traumatic events. One would think that the actual counselors of this establishment would carry out such a task, but perhaps I shouldn’t judge how often she wishes to have her employees work, or if she rather bring in busy novices to do their work for them. Oh, but I’m rambling, aren’t I? And all of you are so eager to learn. I’ll do my best, just for all of you.
Now, let’s see . . . If you’re moving on from an event, that implies that something awfully tragic had to happen to make doing so difficult. I suppose the most common reaction would be to get revenge on the source of the tragedy, isn’t it? Please, don’t look anymore grim than you already do; I don’t mean anything so gruesome as the word “revenge” implies. After all, plenty of people believe in karma. Is revenge not the same concept, just carried out by human hands? And it really shouldn’t be something so undignified as murder or as petty as theft. Don’t hesitate to think they deserve maybe ten thousandfold what they did to you, if you’re feeling generous. It really does work--after all, their suffering will be just enough to compensate for your own. And knowing they’ll never really be able to recover from that will be the sweetest honey.
Ah, but I digress.
That is certainly one method to move past your troubles; after all, you’ll never regret not having done anything about the one who inflicted your pain. You may be lifeless by nature, but you really ought to stop being so passive. But if you haven’t enough guts to face your tormentor but just enough not to suffer quietly, I suppose there’s also the choice to drown. --Oh, my apologies; I had to clear my throat. I did mean “drown yourself in booze,” as plenty of men do. You can gamble away your savings, sell yourself, engage in pointless, suicidal duels . . . You can provoke those around you, you can buy lives and just as quickly extinguish them . . . You can do quite a bit to distract yourself, even on a farm like this. Challenge a gorilla if you’re so sick of the monotony of a broken heart, or give yourself up to Marcy if you can’t stop going over a friend’s betrayal in your head. If anything, I can tell you there are a number of ways--a great, great number of ways--for a man to forget about his worries.
But I will say this: of both the methods I’ve suggested today, one hurts yourself, and one hurts others. Do choose wisely.
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