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Re: Yumichika Application 3/3
[info]january_summer
2008-05-02 08:08 pm UTC (link)
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: Current anime appearance, shortly after his fight with Shuuhei.

[journal post]:

Hello, hellooooooo!

Yumichika here after a most beautiful battle.

Was it exciting? Yes!
Was it riveting? Yes!
Was it beautiful? Yes!

Alas, not as beautiful as I. Oh, if only you could see how my skin glistens! The waters of the bath were particularly warm today! My pores sing the sweet song of victory!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh~

I must show Zaraki-taichou, post-haste!


[third person / log sample]:

Beautiful, beautiful.

Strength itself was beauty. Weakness was ugly. Hideous. He vowed to never let himself succumb to it.

Or so he thought as he trailed in Kenpachi's shadow. Eyes fixated on the number 11 woven into his captain’s coat, striking black against stark white. That number and the man who wore it reminded him of all his ambitions. They gave him purpose.

Yumichika was always driven but Kenpachi gave him direction. No longer did he fight for death. He no longer even fought for survival as he did in his youth. Now, in this place of sunlight, honor, and what the snobs liked to call "justice", he fought for the love of fighting. Justice always had a way of enslaving a person in its clutches, after all. Maybe one day, even the great Zaraki and his squad would find themselves somehow unknowingly sided with it.

But for now, spirits would remain free and loyal to no one but those in the 11th Division.

"A magnificent life given to me by a not-so-magnificent looking man…" he laughed to himself behind his sleeve. Kenpachi gave him no reply as usual. Yumichika didn’t need one. Squad 11 were kindred spirits from different walks of life, all held together for one purpose: to live. This man would guide them. Yumichika had long decided to follow him to the ends of the Earth and further. Dare he break a sweat in doing so, he'd simply order Ikkaku to carry him the rest of the way. His skin was far too delicate to suffer the harsh rays of the sun.

Even now as they marched onward through the destroyed areas of the Seiretei to the aid of the ryoka, Yumichika lacked fear. Should opposition rise against his captain, he’d draw his blade and stain it red with the blood of shinigami and hollow alike. A predatory smile spread across his lips at the very thought, meticulously-shaped brows knitting together. Oh yes, painting the air scarlet in a glorious cut of his sword was the most thrilling of affairs. It made his blood boil with demonic enjoyment. Flanking Kenpachi alongside Ikkaku was his greatest achievement and he’d only grow stronger from it.

Noticing that he'd fallen a little behind, Yumichika blinked and wailed dramatically. A toss of his hair preceded an energetic sprint after his captain, sandals sounding against the ground as smooth and quiet as a breeze.

"Captain, waiiiiiit! I look slightly less beautiful when I sweat!"

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[info]berryfloss
2008-05-03 01:47 am UTC (link)
♥ Please reply here with your character journal.

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♥ Go here to add friends. Please comment to the entry with "friend add [Character LJ]"

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