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[[Category:Characters]][[Category:Ohtori]][[Category:Tuners]] | [[Category:Characters]][[Category:Ohtori]][[Category:Tuners]] |
Revision as of 09:06, 2 October 2017
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IC Information | |
Full Name: | Eri Shimanouchi |
Aliases: | Crazy Daisy |
Gender: | Female |
Age/Birthdate: | 15 (Aug. 24, 1999) |
Height: | 5'2" |
Hair Colour: | Black with Green Highlights |
Eye Colour: | Green |
Astrological Sign: | Virgo |
Blood Type: | O Negative |
Favorite Food: | Okonomiyaki |
Favorite Subject: | Biology |
Least Favorite Subject: | History |
Character Theme: | [The Mercy of Nature] |
Dossier | |
Organizations: | Tuners, Shepherds |
School: | Ohtori Academy (Grade 9) |
Clubs: | Gardening Club |
OOC Information | |
Source: | Puella Magi Madoka Magica (OC) |
Player: | Eri |
Neither the scion of a respected family, nor the heir to a wealthy one, Eri Shimanouchi is not counted among the movers and shakers of the Ohtori student body. Combine that with rumors of a troubled family life, and her swiftly declining academic performance and she might as well not exist in the eyes of most of her classmates. Her preference to spending her few spare moments tending to flower bushes in the gardens or replanting trees on Southern Cross Island might give people the impression she's an eccentric who doesn't like people very much. The reality is that she cares a lot for some of them, and ties up much of her identity in the people who care back. Those who do interact with her find she's a serious-minded girl, more pragmatist than romantic, with a straightforward sense of humor. People who delve even further will find that she can be shockingly ruthless, but that's only natural given her private life as a Puella Magi, which has consumed nearly all of her free time and forced her to make increasingly harsh choices for the sake of her own survival.
Background and History
On her Father... |
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I hate hospitals. Most people think of them as places where sick people get better. I see them as places where people wither until they die. My father was in one for over a month. There had been an accident... and he was brain dead. I heard a few nurses call him a vegetable. How could that be? There was no room for growth. No amount of nurturing could save him, heal him. I felt completely helpless. He was cold all the time. Machines kept him alive. They pumped air into his lungs and nutrients into his veins and made certain his bodily functions were taken care of. At first everyone was so nice to me, but that changed. I was told I needed to accept it, that there was nothing left but a shell and a burden. They were keeping him alive until we could accept it. And I couldn't, because I just dumb and believed I'd lost the only person who ever really cared about me. The rest of my family had finished accepting it. They were just indulging me... and soon enough they weren't even doing that anymore. It was decided it had gone on for too long. They were pulling the plug. I had one more day. Visiting hours ended at nine. They made a special exception so I could stay until ten. I had to make the last train so I could make it to school in the morning. I wouldn't even be allowed to stay and watch- I was the only one there. It was nine forty... something... and there was this cute little thing on Daddy's bed. I'd never seen anything like it. Waving it's fluffy tails at me and staring. It told me I had the power to save him, if that's what I wanted. A destiny of battle against witches in return. It was an easy decision. It was my decision. It wasn't a decision at all... He woke up. It was a miracle they all said. ... He hates me. My whole family hates me. ... I hate him. I should have let him die. |
On her Early Days... |
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If I had to choose a word to describe how I was as a new Magical Girl? The first one that comes to mind is reckless. I'd do things my way. The right way. I believed in all these things that feel distant and foolish now. Even the girl who I wanted to be my senpai? I didn't really listen to her at all. I was so convinced that I knew better. And so my first true senpai was a younger girl by the name of Yaori Kumori. Sounds weird doesn't it? She was probably eleven, going on twelve. But she taught me more than most when I tried to poach from her. At the time I would have told you I was doing the 'right thing' rather than poaching. Heh. All it got me was a crossbow bolt in the center of my chest. I was bleeding out... dying. Right in front of two girls. One who was my friend... and another who I thought might be. I was saved, by dumb luck. By the decency and charity of someone who had given me up for dead not long before. A way of life that seemed so 'right' before became meaningless if it was only going to get me killed. It wasn't easy dealing with what came after. Trying to rebuild myself, dealing with the nightmares, the paranoia. But there were people there for me. One more than most... And Yaori Kumori was still out there. A silent, invisible demon lord ruling over Shinjuku with an mailed fist. So I made plans. Most of those plans seem distant and foolish now too. No amount of planning could have prepared us for what happened... But somehow in the end we were victorious... and the demon lord turned out to be a scared little girl, who had just been trying to survive. I'd made a mistake, but it was a mistake that allowed me to survive, to thrive. So was it really a mistake at all? ... If I'd known what was coming next, maybe I would have made one more. |
On Kyouko and the Shepherds... |
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The first time, I met Kyouko Sakura, she chased me away- I had no idea back then how lucky I was to escape death on her spear. The second time, she caused me to question a lot of things I never had. The third time, she cared for me after a battle gone wrong. And the fourth time... she was there for me when noone else was. Why did she choose to invest in me? A dumb little reckless amateur? To this day I have no idea. But it doesn't matter why. The point is that she did. And it took me so long to recognize the simple fact... That she had always been there. Were you expecting something deeper? More profound? I could list so many reasons why I admire her if you want, but the fact is that Kyouko Sakura was always there for me, always providing support. When others disappointed, she did not. When I held myself up to an impossible standard, she brought me down to Earth. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, she gave me one freely. And that's why I'd do anything to preserve her happiness. When I rejected Mami Tomoe and Sayaka Miki, she was there to defend me. When they came to Shinjuku threatening my bottom line, she was there fending them off just as ferociously as ever. The least I can do is return the favor. And that's why I won't let her fight alone. It came to pass though, that the two of us weren't enough. The Chevaliers movement would mean our both of our deaths. A quick one or a slow one, but death all the same. And so we decided to recruit others in defense. In them... I decided to pay forward what she did for me. To protect them as she does me. To be there for them like she was for me. |
Personality
Eri Shimanouchi lives similarily to Kyouko Sakura, even if she doesn't fully believe as she does. Her territories as her gardens, witches and familiars are sources of food which she harvests. People she doesn't know are like pretty wildflowers to her. She has a lingering persistent sense of right and wrong, which she has trouble shaking, but she buries it beneath her desire for herself and the people important to her to survive.
She is fiercely loyal to people who she has connected to, up until the point where they betray her irrevocably, but even then she has trouble letting go. Especially if her feelings for them had been strong before. To the people still in her life, she orders into a pretty strict hierarchy in her mind in case she's forced to choose between them. Her greatest fear is of abandonment, which started with her family, and has only been exacerbated over time, as more and more people leave her life.
She can be kind to the people she cares about, and cruel to the people who threaten them and her bottom line. She has a tendency to be a thoughtful person, but sometimes that's to the point of obsessively winding herself up in knots over it. She is frequently jealous, of people who are closer to those she has connected to, especially if she's at odds with them. What she wants the most of the people she cares about, is to truly understand them, and be understood. And yet she's found that often this only comes through greater pain and suffering.
When it comes to the duality of being a Puella Magi and a normal girl, she tries to compartmentalize her life into pretty rigid categories. What happens on the Puella Magi side stays on the Puella Magi side. She tries not to allow it to leak over to where she's pretending to be a normal girl, spending time with the people she cares about, or just gardening. These divisions are eroding more and more over time, as recent revelations have caused her to believe she's a monster in the guise of a normal girl, splendidly suited only towards being a Puella Magi.
At Ohtori, she tends to mostly keep to herself, she's not as shy as she once was, but she mostly doesn't bother trying to initiate when it comes to meeting someone new. This changes as a Puella Magi, as she actively tries to seek out others who live as she does, and tries to recruit them for mutual survival.
In battle, she often sinks into cold detachment rather than hot-blooded anger. She prefers this detachment as it helps her deal with the charged emotions of these intense situations. And yet when it's a battle with people she cares about she finds she has more and more trouble, getting swept up in the emotions of a fight, often to her detriment.
Magic she no longer finds wondrous, even if she sometimes finds small joy within it. Instead it's simply power that lets her survive, and protect the people she cares about. If she's protecting the world, it's because doing so protects herself and the people she cares for. The world itself is a beautiful but cruel place to her, one she's losing more and more faith in over time, but simply seeks to keep it turning. If not for her own sake, then for those she cares about.
She no longer has grand dreams for herself. She believes that she likely won't be alive to live them out. Instead she has small dreams which are more goals are milestones. Seeing high school graduation, getting to the next stage of the forest restoration project. Seeing good things happen for the people she cares about. A career, a family, love and romance? Those things she no longer has any hope for. She believes very strongly deep down that it's only right and fitting as she no longer deserves any of these things.
Abilities
Gardening - A senior member of the Ohtori Gardening Club. One of the organizers of the forest restoration project.
Drawing - Sketches with pencil or charcoal. Rarely shown to others.
Puella Magi - As an extension of her wish, she can create plants in her vicinity and control them as if they were weapons. Her Puella Magi weapon is a thorned vine whip or scourge. By expending magic, can influence mundane plants, as well as heal herself or others. Like all Puella Magi, supernaturally tough, strong, and agile.
Territory
Ueno - Abundant - Granted by consensus after Asuka Suzuki fell.
Shinjuku - Cultivated - Claimed after Yaori Kumori's demise.
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