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PLAYER INFORMATION
PLAYER: gonsai
AGE: 25
CONTACT: aim = gonsaifong
PERSONAL LJ:
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: Fujiwara no Mokou (will be named Mokou Fujiwara in game)
CANON: Touhou Project
CANON REFERENCE:
http://en.touhouwiki.net/wiki/Fujiwara_no_MokouAGE: 16
GENDER female
YEAR IN SCHOOL Grade 10 (hs 1)
ENROLLMENT Wealthy family
APPEARANCE: Mokou is on the tall end of the scale for Japanese women, but not so tall that she stands out that much. She wears her hair long and in a traditional hime style, but will put it up if needed for work or other tasks. There are a lot of disagreements on just what COLOR her hair is, but I'm going with white. She typically dresses like a man.
Mokou sculpts her look to the typical yankee girl. Long, straight hair, long sleeved blouses, though she trades the ankle length skirts for trousers more often than not. In spite of this, she doesn't seem to have much care for personal hygiene, at least when it comes to taking regular baths. Though she does take immaculate care of her hair... It's a very strange sort of vanity.
PERSONALITY: Mokou is aloof and bitter. She has a fairly cold, uncaring personality to most. And it takes a lot... a LOT... to get through this. There are layers upon layers of "don't give a fuck" to dig through. What's odd is that in spite of this, she gets very passionate about things that pique her interest. Things like Kaguya. Or grilled chicken. Or Keine.
Mokou doesn't seem to have much care for personal hygiene, at least when it comes to taking regular baths, and her clothes are worn and dirty most of the time (This is in spite of the odd thing she has about her hair). She justifies this by saying that it honestly doesn't matter if she gets sick or gets an infected cut. She tends to live as if she is immortal, having little concern for her own health or safety.
In an odd contradiction to these, Mokou is actually very helpful of others and is always willing to lend a hand to people who are lost or genuinely looking for help. She doesn't say anything to them, most of the time, and generally keeps up the cool demeanor she's famous for, but she still goes out of her way to help them.
Mokou's deepest face is one that desperately seeks independence and companionship. She hates carrying burdens. Or being burned by/being a burden to other people. However she also seems to hate the idea of a life without something to focus on. She fears that if she were to lose direction in life, she would just lay in the middle of a field and look up at the moon until she withers away to nothing.
COMPUTER APTITUDE: Very little. She's not a computer minded person at all.
WEAKNESSES (OPTIONAL): Mokou does not LOOK very impressive, physically. She's not really homely, but her typical smell and inability to put on a smile for more than a few sarcastic remarks does not lead her to shine well in the eyes of others. At least in remembering what she looks like. You won't really hear people describe her as pretty. Or pleasant to be around.
As mentioned before, Mokou only is smart about the things she gives a damn about. And getting her to give a damn about anything else is like pulling teeth. I fear for her tutors.
Kaguya is Mokou's hot button. She becomes almost a completely different person when it comes to her. She becomes angry, cruel, and desperate to have not only Kaguya's attention, but her blood on her knuckles. This goes beyond just rivalry..
AU HISTORY: Mokou is from the broad expanding and historically influential Fujiwara family of Japan. Or at least that's what her pedigree says. If she is anything, she is a prime example of the clan's deteriorating influence and significance. While the Fujiwara are still considered "noble", and still have a lot of old money, they have become less and less significant in the greater scheme of things since the end of the war. So it's no wonder Mokou, while taking pride in her name, has allowed that disenfranchising history to shape her.
Mokou grew up a tomboy and a rebel. She was running with Yankees by the age of 12, and by the time she was 14, she was leading the most influential bike gang in her town. They called her "The Phoenix", due to the fact that she miraculously survive a rather fiery bike crash with no scars what-so-ever saved a scorched blouse. Oh, and her penchant for pyromania. Her life was filled with violence, graffiti, and hip hop music. So of course that means her parents shipped her way to boarding school.
But before this happened, there was an event in Mokou's life that changed her. A certain woman showed up, and through a series events not to be detailed in this app in the case that someone apps Kaguya Houraisan (hurhur), this woman eventually became a fierce and hated rival of Mokou. Actually, even beyond that. It was almost obsession. Her gang fell apart, her life went to hell, and Mokou almost completely lost her mind over what happened between her and this other girl. So it wasn't only her delinquent lifestyle that forced Mokou to be sent away, but dangers presented by this other girl to Mokou's psyche.
Keine Kamishirawawa, an old friend of the family, had been teaching at Reims Academy in Europe. So that school seemed like the perfect place to send Mokou to to get her life back on track. While Mokou never agreed to the matter, she was pretty much forced to go along with it. She has been in Keine's care ever since...
SAMPLES
INTRANET/1ST PERSON SAMPLE Oi. If you look at your new roommate assignments and see the name "Fujiwara, Mokou" on it, there ate two things you should know.
The first is that you don't ever ever ever touch her cans.
The second is that you should try to avoid talking to her if at all possible.
These aren't hard. It doesn't take some kind of super genius to figure these out. But it seems that she keeps finding her box of spray cans moved and that's not fucking cool and she's thinking she needs to kick some teeth in. And in case you haven't figured it out yet, I am Mokou Fujiwara. Stop touching my stuff.
LOG/3RD PERSON SAMPLE Rip and roar. Scream and tear. Mokou's bike was a noisy little fucker, but no one was going to really tell her to quiet down. The local town's police department had bigger fish to fry than some foreign teenager trying to make it seem like she was bigger than she actually was. At least that's what it seemed to them. Plus she was heading out to the country anyways...
The red Yamaha R1 took to the coastal roads like butter on toast. It just felt natural and right. Mokou couldn't help but smile as she let the throttle out down a few curves. It felt so free... so natural. Here, she was herself. Here she didn't have to think about the eventual confrontation laying ahead of her. It was nice. A welcome distraction. But the black asphalt...
She hated it. Even out here, on her own, all she could think about was that woman. She had been forced away, but were they really apart. Every now and again, she could swear she saw a girl in the hallways that looked just like her. The Phoenix felt as if her thoughts were smoldering ashes that glowed almost in spite of themselves. A fire she couldn't put out...
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