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Neku Sakuraba ([personal profile] proxyerror) wrote in [community profile] luceti 2012-09-02 09:24 pm (UTC)

Strengths/Weaknesses/Sample

Strengths: Neku has no extraordinary physical strengths. He is a regular teenage boy, and is fit enough to be shown running around in town during the Reaper's Game. He also crosses half the city in a dead sprint to make it to the WildKat Cafe, thanks to a little trolling on Josh's part, so he's at least in shape enough to manage that.

He's also quick on his feet and pretty clever: he's shown several times in game solving puzzles that Beat can't brain (though this might just be because Beat's kind of an idiot, yo), and for some reason he's got the square root of three memorized. Again, this isn't anything exceptional: he's not a genius by any stretch of the imagination, but smarts on top of adaptability can get you pretty far in the Reaper's Game.

Weaknesses: He's human, so all standard human weaknesses apply- he gets cold, thirsty, tired -- probably hungry with an alarming regularity, since he's a growing teenage boy. Otherwise, his biggest weaknesses are probably emotional. As expounded upon in his personality, Neku has always had issues opening up, and while the end of the game has changed that quite a bit, being thrown into another new setting is going to make him bristle and withdraw initially. He's easily irritated and a little dismissive unless he fully trusts someone, and "full trust" is going to be something hard to come across in Luceti.

Samples

First Person: Training wings post here!

Third Person: It had been hard for Neku to break himself of the habit of checking his phone every five minutes for the time. He had no phone in Luceti to check, and that was as rankling as anything else. Sure, the journal was an option, but it had proven to be more of a headache than anything else so far.

We agreed on two.

Neku rubbed the back of his neck, pacing around the fountain in the town square and trying not to glance up every time a stranger passed. He'd been out of the game for a week and in Luceti for a week longer, but people seeing him was still strange at times. It had been more comfortable than he wanted to admit, now, just slipping through crowds unnoticed.

We did agree on two, right?

He perched on the edge of the fountain, jumped up when some of the spray hit his wings, and whirled at it to frown - accusatory - at the water. A girl passing laughed at his scowl and he pretended not to notice, fumbling for his journal. Either she was late or he was extraordinarily early, but he was hungry enough that his stomach was twisting in on itself regardless.

Neku's fingers drummed on the binding of the journal as he paced around the fountain, looking for a seat safely out of dodge, vainly trying to remember how to direct start a conversation with a single person instead of the community at large. He didn't like this, the feeling of being constantly on edge; he still constantly felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. The Reaper's Game had been one thing - at least then he'd been in Shibuya, and even with his memory gone that first week, the ground beneath his feet had been familiar.

Here, he barely even knew how to get into contact with his only friends from home.

Oh my god, this is stupid. Why the hell couldn't we just keep our phones?

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