Anemone/Paradisa
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confectionaries
EMAIL: 79.ooo.ooo[at]gmail.com
AIM: shonencloudburst
WIKI NAME: Stormy96
CHARACTERS: Nico Robin [manhandling]
CHARACTER NAME: Anemone
FANDOM: Eureka Seven
CANON: episode 16
WHAT THEY LOST: She'll lose the ability to work technology. As a pilot of a giant biomechanical mecha, she's quite skillful at understanding the mechanics and controls of a dangerous piece of war technology. With this loss, not only will she be incapable of piloting such a thing, but she'll forget how to work the simplest of objects, like alarm clocks or microwaves. Computers and even hand-held toys and CD-walkmans will leave her wondering what the buttons do and utterly incapable of getting the item to cooperate.
Think of it like someone's old-fashioned grandmother trying to learn how to use a VCR and not understanding, no matter how you explain it to her.
...yeah, that bad.
ABOUT THE CHARACTER: Anemone's life truly starts around mid-elementary school age. Way back when, she might have lived a normal life, she may have been a happy child, she could have gone to school, but no one really knows. What is known is that during the First Summer of Love, a ton of bad shit went down, including alien attacks, the world attacking itself, radiation-poisoning-like symptoms, spontaneous deaths, and brain-wiping, which in turn left many children as mentally zombiefied orphans. Anemone was, in fact, one of said zombiefied orphans.
However, with much tender loving experimentation, Anemone turned into the blossoming, beautiful psychopath she is today. She spent most of her childhood hooked to machines and going in and out of surgery, or trading those wonderful past-times with glorious exercise in the form of strenuous training that left damaging effects on her body. Spontaneous nosebleeds, intense migraines, and a killer attitude are just the three most noticeable changes, which only got worse as she grew. The experiments and scientific testing, including genetic and surgical modification, served one main purpose for Anemone: to turn her into a coralian.
Coralians are an alien race that inhabit the Planet. (The manga refers to the planet as "Kanon", but it was never named in the anime. Anemone, however, does not know--or possibly care--for its name, so it is just easily referred to as 'The Planet'.) Ten thousand years ago, humans were forced to leave Earth and found the Planet, a new world to inhabit. Unfortunately, taking the Planet meant forcing its current inhabitants, the Coralians, to leave. The Coralians, an intelligent other species, fight back in small ways, from attacking citizens to just learning about this new form. Their learning led them to create a humanoid Coralian, named Eureka, who they dumped on Earth in order to observe and gain knowledge of this race of being. The Government, specifically the scientists of the Government studying the Coralians, soon got Eureka and discovered that she could pilot these ancient robotic beings which they found in caves and other hidden places on the Planet.
What does any of this have to do with Anemone, you may ask? Well, Eureka was taken--or left--, and the Government, the ones who had her needed a new pilot, and they needed a new person like Eureka. So, because there weren't anymore humanoid Coralians, they chose to make one. And after testing and killing many, many girls, Anemone was the only survivor. Because of the procedures, it also gave her some interesting bonuses: She can pilot Nirvash type=theEND, a biomechanical machine, quite like Eureka's (Nirvash type=ZERO), and kicks major ass in battle (except Eureka's, whodathunk).
The treatment Anemone suffers through is intense. She was the only one of countless subjects who went through three years of surgeries, tests, and training that not only made her look like Eureka, but it also made her rather unstable, physically as well as mentally. When it comes to the physical aspects, Anemone's most obvious features are her wide, lavender eyes, struck out with a fine red line. Later studies show that trying to widen that line to a ring around her pupil cause almost sudden death, as it had to three subjects Dominic observed. Mentally, Anemone is a back-and-forth bounce-around constant moodswing. Her thoughts and moods seem to be in constant conflict with each other. She's gone from tearful and upset and asking to be saved to biting and angry and pushing people away. Most of the time, she can't control them, but she slowly starts to realize differences from them. There's a high chance she knows her moods are out of control, but she may never care.
She also lives as a selfish and sheltered brat in Dewey Novak's "care". Seeing as she is more of a Government weapon and "Goddess of War", she has never had a true home. Besides the facilities, she typically travels on the airships with theEND, packaged and shipped and sent off to whatever enemy she needs to fight next. However, she doesn't seem to mind, since it's the only life she knows. Anemone knows she's special, but she doesn't always like it. She knows that she was chosen by Dewey to fight, and this has always been a conflicting train of thought for her. Dewey called her his little war goddess and hope of the world, and this not only boosts her ego but it makes her feel so wonderful. Dewey leaves her alone for the most part, and she gets the freedom to do as she wants so long as it doesn't affect her training. However, when she sits through the pain and her moods, she begins to wonder if it's all truly worth it. She owes her life to Dewey, but sometimes she just hates it.
When she wants to be, Anemone can really turn into a condescending brat. Often insulting Dominic, she acts like her status as Dewey's "new hope" makes her superior, even though it just makes her a tool. She thinks of herself as better than his Ageha Squad, referring to them as his brats when she does meet them. Anemone tends to mess around with the squads she's traveling with, telling captains to give her pet a tour of the ship or calling people smelly and old. Once she even pushed a "danger!" button just because the guy explaining it to her said not to. She's rather disrespectful of anyone who isn't Dewey, and she rarely gives two shits about it. Oddly enough, she somewhat respects her caretaker, Dominic, mostly because she listens to what he says and sometimes even complies. He's also very gentle when dealing with her--most times, at least--so she'll answer to him. But if she's unhappy, he's practically helpless against her wrath of shoe-throwing, heavy punches, and violent kicks.
Anemone is weird as they come in terms of typical day-to-day activities. First, she is a messy eater, often playing with her jam and smearing it on her face and hands before eating it. Some of it's just for fun (typically the jam), but with other sweets like cakes and ice cream, it often seems like her goal is to inhale as much as she can, as fast as she can. After all, why follow rules about table manners? Second, because of Dewey's inflicted self-importance, she has a hard time getting along with others because of her attitude. She doesn't go about screaming how special she is, but she acts like rules don't apply to her, and because of this, it's difficult for her to get close to others. That point connects to the third, which is her curious nature towards almost everything, whether she cares about it or not. Her inquiries normally go from innocent to teasing by question two if she doesn't always care about an answer. Half of the time, she asks questions just to give herself something to do. She teases people about their answers, just because she's bored, and goes right back to not getting along with people, teasing and mocking others yet again. The humans she has to save from coralians attacking are stupid and weak. The soldiers have weird faces, Jurgens smells like an old man, Dominic's an idiot.
Anemone isn't an entire bundle of an irredeemable mess, however. She's a trained soldier of the military. As the pilot of the LFO known as Nirvash type=theEND, she knows how to control a strong, biomechanical beast of the skies. She can not only navigate and fight with this but she learned a few extra perks in the mechanical field; she has a team of mechanics for theEND but they didn't leave her completely helpless in terms of a potential malfunction. (Thankfully, this has never been needed because of constant surveillance, but in a conversation with GekkoState, she proved to be quite knowledgeable about the technology, and every LFO or KLF pilot knows the overall general information about the mechanics of their own ship.)
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
The mirror above her bed served to mock her. Although Dominic swore that was not the case, he couldn't appropriately explain why that reflective piece of glass hung over her bed. In addition to the fact that Dominic was a stupid liar anyway, she let her own views try to explain the mirror. It couldn't be to show her own beauty; she wasn't narcissistic, she didn't need to look at herself to know why Dewey called her pretty. And, when wrapped in miles and miles of soft bandages, there was no way a mummy like her needed to look at her own large eyes through the gaps.
It just had to sit there to mock her.
Of course, as Anemone glared at her own face looking down at her, she knew her reasons. It showed her scars so well. From each time her soft skin ripped or bruised--from training, or beating Dominic--she could look up and see the marks staring right back at her. All of her flaws, her mistakes from training, her fighting missions that went wrong, the times her fists missed her caretaker's face and hit the dresser instead, just stared back as if they didn't care about the distress they caused. Distress, not pain, because anemone knew pain, and a few games of bloody knuckles caused no pain, but the wounds marred that creamy pale complexion that Dewey loved and she hated to look at them for fear of showing these to him. And the mirror laughed and laughed at the disgusted look that looked at her because these scars might not always leave.
Her face was another story entirely, a large, laughing connection that stared ant smirked when she played with her expressions, to the grotesque view of her own tears that had her cowering into her own pillow to escape it. She loved to observe and catch all of the new things she could, but she hated to look at it. This face was not her own, was it? Each twisting expression reflected back, so she knew this face was on her face, but was this really hers? She wasn't even sure. And it always changed, teasing her. This was her face whether she thought so or not.
A frown and angry eyes looked down at her. She wanted to break that mirror so badly, just so this wouldn't dwell on her mind as much as it did. If just reflected over her head, still sneering, silently laughing at the imperfection that lay on the bed below it.
Grabbing her old, gray blanket, she traded her soft white cloud for the cold gray floor as she fled from the bully she couldn't fight. She could just stare out of the window, at the ant-sized people crawling about... such a prettier view, in her eyes.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
[The notebook itself sprawls open when Anemone accidentally flings it from her bed in surprise. She's not paying attention upon the first excited squeal, but ]
YOU CAN MAKE WISHES COME TRUE IN THIS PLACE?!
[The bipolar, teenage pirate gasps aloud. She hadn't been expecting "I wish I had another pillow" to deliver, but the fact that it did just makes her an eager little thing. In one of her more hyper moods, she scrambles across the floor to the journal and turns to ask anyone else about the limitations.
...and how many of them won't apply to her.]
Can you wish for anything in this castle? If I can wish for pillows, can I wish for cake too? What about people?
INTENT: Paulé told me to do it. :|
JOURNAL:
confectionariesEMAIL: 79.ooo.ooo[at]gmail.com
AIM: shonencloudburst
WIKI NAME: Stormy96
CHARACTERS: Nico Robin [
manhandling]CHARACTER NAME: Anemone
FANDOM: Eureka Seven
CANON: episode 16
WHAT THEY LOST: She'll lose the ability to work technology. As a pilot of a giant biomechanical mecha, she's quite skillful at understanding the mechanics and controls of a dangerous piece of war technology. With this loss, not only will she be incapable of piloting such a thing, but she'll forget how to work the simplest of objects, like alarm clocks or microwaves. Computers and even hand-held toys and CD-walkmans will leave her wondering what the buttons do and utterly incapable of getting the item to cooperate.
Think of it like someone's old-fashioned grandmother trying to learn how to use a VCR and not understanding, no matter how you explain it to her.
...yeah, that bad.
ABOUT THE CHARACTER: Anemone's life truly starts around mid-elementary school age. Way back when, she might have lived a normal life, she may have been a happy child, she could have gone to school, but no one really knows. What is known is that during the First Summer of Love, a ton of bad shit went down, including alien attacks, the world attacking itself, radiation-poisoning-like symptoms, spontaneous deaths, and brain-wiping, which in turn left many children as mentally zombiefied orphans. Anemone was, in fact, one of said zombiefied orphans.
However, with much tender loving experimentation, Anemone turned into the blossoming, beautiful psychopath she is today. She spent most of her childhood hooked to machines and going in and out of surgery, or trading those wonderful past-times with glorious exercise in the form of strenuous training that left damaging effects on her body. Spontaneous nosebleeds, intense migraines, and a killer attitude are just the three most noticeable changes, which only got worse as she grew. The experiments and scientific testing, including genetic and surgical modification, served one main purpose for Anemone: to turn her into a coralian.
Coralians are an alien race that inhabit the Planet. (The manga refers to the planet as "Kanon", but it was never named in the anime. Anemone, however, does not know--or possibly care--for its name, so it is just easily referred to as 'The Planet'.) Ten thousand years ago, humans were forced to leave Earth and found the Planet, a new world to inhabit. Unfortunately, taking the Planet meant forcing its current inhabitants, the Coralians, to leave. The Coralians, an intelligent other species, fight back in small ways, from attacking citizens to just learning about this new form. Their learning led them to create a humanoid Coralian, named Eureka, who they dumped on Earth in order to observe and gain knowledge of this race of being. The Government, specifically the scientists of the Government studying the Coralians, soon got Eureka and discovered that she could pilot these ancient robotic beings which they found in caves and other hidden places on the Planet.
What does any of this have to do with Anemone, you may ask? Well, Eureka was taken--or left--, and the Government, the ones who had her needed a new pilot, and they needed a new person like Eureka. So, because there weren't anymore humanoid Coralians, they chose to make one. And after testing and killing many, many girls, Anemone was the only survivor. Because of the procedures, it also gave her some interesting bonuses: She can pilot Nirvash type=theEND, a biomechanical machine, quite like Eureka's (Nirvash type=ZERO), and kicks major ass in battle (except Eureka's, whodathunk).
The treatment Anemone suffers through is intense. She was the only one of countless subjects who went through three years of surgeries, tests, and training that not only made her look like Eureka, but it also made her rather unstable, physically as well as mentally. When it comes to the physical aspects, Anemone's most obvious features are her wide, lavender eyes, struck out with a fine red line. Later studies show that trying to widen that line to a ring around her pupil cause almost sudden death, as it had to three subjects Dominic observed. Mentally, Anemone is a back-and-forth bounce-around constant moodswing. Her thoughts and moods seem to be in constant conflict with each other. She's gone from tearful and upset and asking to be saved to biting and angry and pushing people away. Most of the time, she can't control them, but she slowly starts to realize differences from them. There's a high chance she knows her moods are out of control, but she may never care.
She also lives as a selfish and sheltered brat in Dewey Novak's "care". Seeing as she is more of a Government weapon and "Goddess of War", she has never had a true home. Besides the facilities, she typically travels on the airships with theEND, packaged and shipped and sent off to whatever enemy she needs to fight next. However, she doesn't seem to mind, since it's the only life she knows. Anemone knows she's special, but she doesn't always like it. She knows that she was chosen by Dewey to fight, and this has always been a conflicting train of thought for her. Dewey called her his little war goddess and hope of the world, and this not only boosts her ego but it makes her feel so wonderful. Dewey leaves her alone for the most part, and she gets the freedom to do as she wants so long as it doesn't affect her training. However, when she sits through the pain and her moods, she begins to wonder if it's all truly worth it. She owes her life to Dewey, but sometimes she just hates it.
When she wants to be, Anemone can really turn into a condescending brat. Often insulting Dominic, she acts like her status as Dewey's "new hope" makes her superior, even though it just makes her a tool. She thinks of herself as better than his Ageha Squad, referring to them as his brats when she does meet them. Anemone tends to mess around with the squads she's traveling with, telling captains to give her pet a tour of the ship or calling people smelly and old. Once she even pushed a "danger!" button just because the guy explaining it to her said not to. She's rather disrespectful of anyone who isn't Dewey, and she rarely gives two shits about it. Oddly enough, she somewhat respects her caretaker, Dominic, mostly because she listens to what he says and sometimes even complies. He's also very gentle when dealing with her--most times, at least--so she'll answer to him. But if she's unhappy, he's practically helpless against her wrath of shoe-throwing, heavy punches, and violent kicks.
Anemone is weird as they come in terms of typical day-to-day activities. First, she is a messy eater, often playing with her jam and smearing it on her face and hands before eating it. Some of it's just for fun (typically the jam), but with other sweets like cakes and ice cream, it often seems like her goal is to inhale as much as she can, as fast as she can. After all, why follow rules about table manners? Second, because of Dewey's inflicted self-importance, she has a hard time getting along with others because of her attitude. She doesn't go about screaming how special she is, but she acts like rules don't apply to her, and because of this, it's difficult for her to get close to others. That point connects to the third, which is her curious nature towards almost everything, whether she cares about it or not. Her inquiries normally go from innocent to teasing by question two if she doesn't always care about an answer. Half of the time, she asks questions just to give herself something to do. She teases people about their answers, just because she's bored, and goes right back to not getting along with people, teasing and mocking others yet again. The humans she has to save from coralians attacking are stupid and weak. The soldiers have weird faces, Jurgens smells like an old man, Dominic's an idiot.
Anemone isn't an entire bundle of an irredeemable mess, however. She's a trained soldier of the military. As the pilot of the LFO known as Nirvash type=theEND, she knows how to control a strong, biomechanical beast of the skies. She can not only navigate and fight with this but she learned a few extra perks in the mechanical field; she has a team of mechanics for theEND but they didn't leave her completely helpless in terms of a potential malfunction. (Thankfully, this has never been needed because of constant surveillance, but in a conversation with GekkoState, she proved to be quite knowledgeable about the technology, and every LFO or KLF pilot knows the overall general information about the mechanics of their own ship.)
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
The mirror above her bed served to mock her. Although Dominic swore that was not the case, he couldn't appropriately explain why that reflective piece of glass hung over her bed. In addition to the fact that Dominic was a stupid liar anyway, she let her own views try to explain the mirror. It couldn't be to show her own beauty; she wasn't narcissistic, she didn't need to look at herself to know why Dewey called her pretty. And, when wrapped in miles and miles of soft bandages, there was no way a mummy like her needed to look at her own large eyes through the gaps.
It just had to sit there to mock her.
Of course, as Anemone glared at her own face looking down at her, she knew her reasons. It showed her scars so well. From each time her soft skin ripped or bruised--from training, or beating Dominic--she could look up and see the marks staring right back at her. All of her flaws, her mistakes from training, her fighting missions that went wrong, the times her fists missed her caretaker's face and hit the dresser instead, just stared back as if they didn't care about the distress they caused. Distress, not pain, because anemone knew pain, and a few games of bloody knuckles caused no pain, but the wounds marred that creamy pale complexion that Dewey loved and she hated to look at them for fear of showing these to him. And the mirror laughed and laughed at the disgusted look that looked at her because these scars might not always leave.
Her face was another story entirely, a large, laughing connection that stared ant smirked when she played with her expressions, to the grotesque view of her own tears that had her cowering into her own pillow to escape it. She loved to observe and catch all of the new things she could, but she hated to look at it. This face was not her own, was it? Each twisting expression reflected back, so she knew this face was on her face, but was this really hers? She wasn't even sure. And it always changed, teasing her. This was her face whether she thought so or not.
A frown and angry eyes looked down at her. She wanted to break that mirror so badly, just so this wouldn't dwell on her mind as much as it did. If just reflected over her head, still sneering, silently laughing at the imperfection that lay on the bed below it.
Grabbing her old, gray blanket, she traded her soft white cloud for the cold gray floor as she fled from the bully she couldn't fight. She could just stare out of the window, at the ant-sized people crawling about... such a prettier view, in her eyes.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
[The notebook itself sprawls open when Anemone accidentally flings it from her bed in surprise. She's not paying attention upon the first excited squeal, but ]
YOU CAN MAKE WISHES COME TRUE IN THIS PLACE?!
[The bipolar, teenage pirate gasps aloud. She hadn't been expecting "I wish I had another pillow" to deliver, but the fact that it did just makes her an eager little thing. In one of her more hyper moods, she scrambles across the floor to the journal and turns to ask anyone else about the limitations.
...and how many of them won't apply to her.]
Can you wish for anything in this castle? If I can wish for pillows, can I wish for cake too? What about people?
INTENT: Paulé told me to do it. :|
