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PLAYER
Name: Jen
Personal Journal: Nalina
E-mail: nalina at winddrifter com
AIM/MSN/etc: Aim: makainosasayaki, MSN (Unreliable): nala@lionking.org
CHARACTER
Name: Flonne
Canon: Disgaea
Timeline: A couple months after the end of the original game's good ending, before cameos and Disgaea 2. She is also being apped with just shy of a year of memories from the game dystopian_flux History of that can be found here. Though Yinza wrote it better here.
Personality:
Flonne can seem, well, kinda angel-like, at first "glance" anyways. She's kind, gentle, considerate, up-beat and rather sweet -- for the most part. Even since coming to the Netherworld, becoming a fallen angel, and hanging around Etna and Laharl all the time has had an influence on her. Despite that, she's still almost painfully polite, even when angered. She is also extremely innocent and naive, to the point that she does at times come across like a total ditz, however Flonne is not stupid. While sometimes it seems she has flowers for brains, there's a lot more ticking up there than what meets the eye. She shows this many times through-out the game, such as being able to read past Laharl's often made up excuses and fronts, or her wise words to Vulcanus in Celestia upon learning his true intentions.
Flonne's a girl who wears her emotions on her sleeves. Happy, sad, depressed... it's always easily readable, no matter how hard she might try to hide them. Lying in general is something she rather fails at, but given angels aren't supposed to lie, it's not too surprising. She also has a great deal of empathy for other's feelings, being able to cry not only over her own problems, but for others as well. She's the sort of person who would even cry for her enemies, if given reason to.
She isn't always happy, of course. While she tries to be patient and understanding, she can lose her temper. Stubbornness is another often seen trait, especially when it comes to matters of the heart, as she takes it very seriously. But with that stubbornness is also great passion. Whatever it may be, she always will strive to do her best.
She is extremely loyal to those she cares about, especially her two friends who she'd follow practically anywhere, even if she doesn't always agree with their ways. Without hesitation she would step up to defend them, even at a her risk to her own well being. While love and peace is her ideal world, she has come to understand that violence can be necessary, especially for demons. of course, depending on the situation, she'd still rather see problems be talked out as opposed to fighting. When Laharl and Etna argue, it's usually her in the middle trying to keep the peace.
And then there is love! AH LOVE~ She believes wholly in the power of love, that love conquers all and that everyone has love in their hearts! (Even Laharl!) She sees love in all things. ...almost literally. If she can apply love to a situation, she won't hesitate to bring it up. However, she really does seem to have some actual understanding of the emotion and can spout out some very meaningful thoughts about it. Her great passion for love has earned her the nickname "Love Maniac/Freak" from a certain Overlord, which really doesn't seem to bother her.
While love is her main obsession, Flonne rather a bit of an otaku... and by a bit, I mean a LOT. She loves ninjas and sentai teams like the prism rangers, and heroes in general, and of course, she loves shoujo too! Giant robots and spaceships are also high on her awesome things list. (To the point that when she becomes an angel again in canon, and jumps ranks to Arch Angel, she builds her own robot, Flonzor X! ...Really. I'm not making this up.) She's also is a bit of a klutz, can't cook to save her life and her singing? Well, let's just say Laharl called one of her songs a "Killing Song". Don't let her near a mic. Seriously.
Her time in Veles certainly did leave something of a mark on her, particularly when she accidentally was infected with the zombie virus. Understandably, she is rather nervous around the undead now, whether they have a virus or not. (Though after being back in the Netherworld for awhile, it has eased a bit.) She also, inadvertantly, became more of a worry-wort. A single scratch from an infected cat had infected her. Something so simple... of course it made her fear the same thing could so easily happen again, and if not to her, someone else she cared about, like Laharl.
Being in close proximity to Laharl so long started making her more aware of feelings she had for him, especially after the zombie incident. After the traumatic event, they both grew a little closer, until she accidentally blurted out her feelings during an argument. It's a hard relationship to understand, and Flonne doesn't even fully understand why she feels as she does for the Overlord. He has given her plenty of reasons to give up on him, but even though her feelings are, to her knowledge, one sided, she had no intention on leaving his side
First Person:
Hello everyone! I'm the fallen angel of love, Flonne! I'm very pleased to meet you all! Even though these aren't really the, ah, best of circumstances.
So, I was wondering if anyone has seen my, um, friend, Laharl-san. He's rather short with blue hair and wears a big red scarf. Oh, and I should probably mention he's a demon. Eh heh. He's probably in a pretty bad mood. ...I-if he's here, that is, I mean to say. I hope he is... S-so... if anyone has seen him...
Third Person:
Flonne gazed over the battlefield with grim satisfaction. It had been a long, treacherous battle, but the results, she was sure, would be worth it, but at what cost? Flour was everywhere, the bag of chocolate chips had broken and half the bag had spilled all across the floor. There was probably not a single clean bowl left in the kitchen and the large counter was covered with various previous baking attempts, that had failed in too-horrible-to-mention ways.
The mess she had left would take hours to clean up, but after over ten attempts, she finally thought she'd managed a batch of cookies she could give to Laharl that wouldn't give him food poisoning. Now she just had to figure out how to convince him of that; that would be the tricky part. She thought they tasted good, and the prinny she had given one too hadn't keeled over. That was a good sign! Flonne's cooking had improved a little over the past year away from the Netherworld, but Laharl seemed no less wary of her cooking exploits.
Packaging up the winning cookies into a tin she left the disaster of a kitchen (vowing to clean it up later) and went in search of Laharl. The overlord was rarely difficult to find and today proved to be no different. She'd found him in his room, seated before his large TV, with a controller in his hands.
"Laharl-san!" she greeted him, cheerfully. "I have something for you."
It had been a pretty normal day in the Netherworld when suddenly Flonne found herself in a different world, pulled there by a mysterious gateway in a dystopian city called Veles in Belarus, in the 1950's. It was one of the few human cities left on Earth, which had fallen to a virus, that caused those infected to become undead. (Aka Zombies!)
Luckily she wasn't completely alone. Laharl had been brought there some time ago before her. At first, however, he was wary of her, as the last time he'd seen her she'd still been an angel trainee. Somehow Laharl had not yet experienced the events in Celestia that had turned her into a fallen angel. Eventually Laharl came to accept she really was Flonne.
Then they just did the best they could, surviving on little food and their powers drained by the gate to barely anything.
Every so often the undead world outside would attempt to make it's way into the city and one day an infected cat managed to creep in to the city. Flonne couldn't ignore a sickly animal, but her attempt to help her landed her with a scratch. That's all it took for her to be infected with the virus.
She started getting sick and by the evening was completely bedridden. Laharl went to the clinic for help and she was given a grim diagnosis. With little time to live and the virus painfully through her system, she was given the choice to put an end to it before the infection reached it's cruellest symptoms. So... her suffering was put to an end.
That's all Flonne remembered... clutching Laharl's hand as she closed her eyes. The next thing she knew, she was back in front of the gate, somehow brought back to life. To this day Flonne isn't sure what happened, but she was very, very thankful to be alive.
Since then, Laharl and Flonne were closer than ever. They'd been needing some extra money for a long time, so Flonne started helping at the clinic, putting what small amount of her healing magic to use. People came and vanished, and eventually Flonne had taken over the clinic.
And then Etna appeared. Finally the three of them were together again, though Etna had been brought from another time much like Flonne had, but luckily Laharl was a little more used to the concept.
It was around this time Flonne was starting to feel things for Laharl and had even admitted she liked him, but everything was mostly just awkward. And then one day they had an argument and Flonne accidentally blurted out the big L word. Yeah, that was a shocker for Laharl. At first he seemed to want to change her mind, but eventually it seemed he at least had accepted this was how she felt.
Then came the quiet news amongst those who'd been brought to Veles from other worlds... finally there was a plan to try to take the gate, and when there was a large zombie attack, they acted, and succeeded! And thus they were able to return finally to the Netherworld, finding themselves back at the very moment they'd been taken... which meant while Laharl had to wait for Flonne to remember what had happened, Flonne immediately remembered. Luckily Laharl hadn't messed up what had happened in Celestia to screw up the timeline, and so slowly they settled back into their normal life in the Netherworld. ...Well, as normal as life ever really is there.