Player Name: Katie Personal Journal: don't have one E-mail: driprat at com cast dot net AIM/MSN: kanatta Timezone: PST Current Characters in Route: none
Personality: Of the Seven Stakes of Purgatory, Belphe is the fourth, making her the middle child. Unlike her sisters, who tend to embody aspects of their sin, Belphegor sets herself apart by being unusually hardworking despite representing Sloth. While, at face value, it may seem strange, there is a method to her madness. Unlike such sins as Envy, Wrath, and Pride, which run rampant in nearly every human, the conditions for sloth must be created by removing the need for those around her to do anything at all. For this reason, Belphegor attempts to take control of and become the sole worker/provider for those around her in any situation she is placed in.
The other stakes often tease Belphe for her stern nature and accuse her of being a killjoy, but she is firmly of the belief that the path to victory is paved with hard work. She does not begrudge her sisters in their method of doing things, as long as she, likewise, is left to tend to her duties as she sees fit. This is not to say she is an endless bastion of patience, however. If she finds her work deliberately obstructed or threatened by one of the other stakes, she is known to get viciously territorial.
She is loyal to Beatrice The Golden (whomever may hold the title at the time) and will uphold what is expected of her. Her job has included being summoned to end the lives of humans that Beatrice has judged to be guilty of Sloth, but she does not need to be ordered to kill to act. If she deems something to be a threat to her Master or someone in her Master's favor, she will not think twice about striking. She does, however, prefer victims of the calm and cool-headed sort as, to her, they are much more delicious prey.
Despite her ways of approaching her work, Belphe is not the collected ice wall she often appears. When in the company of the other stakes, especially, she is prone to falling into whatever emotion is sweeping the rest of the group and can be found cowering in fear in the face of being denied, or happily kyaaing and cuddling up to Sakutaro.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
+ A Hard and Dedicated Worker - Belphegor takes her tasks in utmost seriousness, especially if it's an order handed down to her by her superiors. She will complete it swiftly, skillfully, and (preferably) without anyone else's assistance.
+ /- Self-sacrificing - Both a strength and a weakness. She will do anything within her means for her master, up to and including laying down her life to protect her. While noble, her lack of self preservation does her no favors.
+ Patience - When allowed to operate on her own and not caught up in the collective girlsquee of her sisters, Belphe is hard to fluster. When faced with a difficult job or people, she will remain persistent and collected
- Softspoken - While she's rather good at being that small, deviously-soothing voice assuring you that resting just a little longer is perfectly fine, Belphe's quiet nature often makes any reasonable points she may come up with easily lost in the other six stakes' chaos.
- Killjoy - At least, that's the way her sisters see it. Belphe often takes things more seriously than they need to be taken
+ Persuasive - Just relax...she'll handle everything gently.
- Needs to be Needed - This has nothing to do with romance. Belphe more or less insists on those around her putting their faith in her ability to do everything. She does not work well with independent folks or those who believe she's incapable.
+Respectful of Worthy Opponents - Even when victory is surely hers, she is willing to pause and grant someone a dying wish out of appreciation for their having the nerve to challenge her in the first place.
+ / - Honest - Belphe tends toward honesty which is seen as both rare and impractical in witch's furniture. She respects the given rules, even when others would undermine them to take advantage of her, and can be trusted to tell you what's what without worry she may be lying to you.
[Hello, Johto. Have you ever wondered what a Munchlax's molars might look like? If so, you are being afforded a rare opportunity at the moment]
--though if I were made to estimate, I would say we'll reach the next city in two days' time at this rate.
[in the muffled background, the smooth alto of a young woman's voice can be heard as she discusses directions with someone]
CRUNCH SNAP
Beelze, what have you got there?
[There's a snort of alarm, followed what sounds like an attempt to flee that's cut off in short order. The dark cavity of the pokemon's mouth is replaced by the light of day as a blur that might be a face peers at the camera.]
That's not for you to eat. [the rich calmness in the voice is momentarily displaced by irritation as a red sleeve wipes at the lens, clearing away the film of pokemon slobber] It's as if you're never fed at all...
[A bit of buffing and the lens seems to be as good as new, focusing on a red-eyed female's face peering critically into it to assess the damage. Seeming satisfied that the Gear is fine, its view shifts away from her, focusing on what seems to be a random patch of open field]
I don't enjoy having help, but if you are, indeed, to assist me then surely you can see how things like this will only reflect badly on the both of us. Do as I say, and I will make sure things are made as easy as possible for you.
[A long pause follows, as she seems to expect an answer to this proposal. Instead, there's rummaging and furious munching to be heard. An empty container that had once held a bento lunch clatters across the camera's field of view, which jolts and then the ground begins to move at a brisk pace beneath it as Belphe breaks into a run toward her knapsack currently being ravaged for edibles.]
Kyaaa...I said no...!
Third Person Sample: "As proper furniture, understand that I will fight not only for my own honor, but for that of Lady Beatrice as well. I will allow you this opportunity to surrender quietly." the acoustics of the gym lent her soft tone of voice an unusually-ominous presence as she stood off with the young gym leader on the opposite side of the mat.
"Surrender?" Falkner asked, quirking a brow and then bursting into laughter. "I hope that wasn't your winning strategy. Do you think I became Violet City's best by handing over a badge to anyone who threatened me? If you want your victory, come and get it."
Of course, she hadn't truly expected him to give up right off the bat. Humans seldom did things the easy way if there was even the smallest possibility they may pull off a victory. They often came around quickly once they were made to feel pain, however, as Belphegor had learned from vast experience. Had Beatrice been here, it went without question she would want this man punished with his own defeat merely for daring to declare himself the best in the presence of the Golden Magic. As she was not, however, it fell to her furniture to ensure that it happened for her and the middle sister, by now, knew her place well.
A smile curved her lips as a hand went to her belt, unholstering one of the pokeballs she had brought. "This doesn't need to be painful. It will be over quickly."
"Quickly, eh?" In a flash, three pokeballs had been withdrawn and flung to the gym floor in an explosion of white light. A Noctowl, Honchkrow, and Pidgeot took substance in a fluttering of wings, falling into formation at Falkner's side as they awaited orders. "You don't scare me, little girl. Bring it on!"
His answer made the slight smile on Belphegor's mouth grow in volume, becoming less a gentle smirk and more the grin of something truly evil as her grip on the pokeball tightened. Still so perfectly calm, even when staring his own downfall right in the face. This would be most enjoyable.
Belphegor of Sloth | Umineko no Naku Koro Ni
Name: Katie
Personal Journal: don't have one
E-mail: driprat at com cast dot net
AIM/MSN: kanatta
Timezone: PST
Current Characters in Route: none
Character
Name: Belphegor
Series: Umineko no Naku koro ni
Timeline: Just after taking a shot to the chest after losing the duel with Rudolf
Canon Resource Links: Belphe's Umineko Wikia Page, The Stakes of Purgatory, Belphegor vs. Rudolph in the anime
Affiliation: Trainer
Personality: Of the Seven Stakes of Purgatory, Belphe is the fourth, making her the middle child. Unlike her sisters, who tend to embody aspects of their sin, Belphegor sets herself apart by being unusually hardworking despite representing Sloth. While, at face value, it may seem strange, there is a method to her madness. Unlike such sins as Envy, Wrath, and Pride, which run rampant in nearly every human, the conditions for sloth must be created by removing the need for those around her to do anything at all. For this reason, Belphegor attempts to take control of and become the sole worker/provider for those around her in any situation she is placed in.
The other stakes often tease Belphe for her stern nature and accuse her of being a killjoy, but she is firmly of the belief that the path to victory is paved with hard work. She does not begrudge her sisters in their method of doing things, as long as she, likewise, is left to tend to her duties as she sees fit. This is not to say she is an endless bastion of patience, however. If she finds her work deliberately obstructed or threatened by one of the other stakes, she is known to get viciously territorial.
She is loyal to Beatrice The Golden (whomever may hold the title at the time) and will uphold what is expected of her. Her job has included being summoned to end the lives of humans that Beatrice has judged to be guilty of Sloth, but she does not need to be ordered to kill to act. If she deems something to be a threat to her Master or someone in her Master's favor, she will not think twice about striking. She does, however, prefer victims of the calm and cool-headed sort as, to her, they are much more delicious prey.
Despite her ways of approaching her work, Belphe is not the collected ice wall she often appears. When in the company of the other stakes, especially, she is prone to falling into whatever emotion is sweeping the rest of the group and can be found cowering in fear in the face of being denied, or happily kyaaing and cuddling up to Sakutaro.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
+ A Hard and Dedicated Worker - Belphegor takes her tasks in utmost seriousness, especially if it's an order handed down to her by her superiors. She will complete it swiftly, skillfully, and (preferably) without anyone else's assistance.
+ / - Self-sacrificing - Both a strength and a weakness. She will do anything within her means for her master, up to and including laying down her life to protect her. While noble, her lack of self preservation does her no favors.
+ Patience - When allowed to operate on her own and not caught up in the collective girlsquee of her sisters, Belphe is hard to fluster. When faced with a difficult job or people, she will remain persistent and collected
- Softspoken - While she's rather good at being that small, deviously-soothing voice assuring you that resting just a little longer is perfectly fine, Belphe's quiet nature often makes any reasonable points she may come up with easily lost in the other six stakes' chaos.
- Killjoy - At least, that's the way her sisters see it. Belphe often takes things more seriously than they need to be taken
+ Persuasive - Just relax...she'll handle everything gently.
- Needs to be Needed - This has nothing to do with romance. Belphe more or less insists on those around her putting their faith in her ability to do everything. She does not work well with independent folks or those who believe she's incapable.
+ Respectful of Worthy Opponents - Even when victory is surely hers, she is willing to pause and grant someone a dying wish out of appreciation for their having the nerve to challenge her in the first place.
+ / - Honest - Belphe tends toward honesty which is seen as both rare and impractical in witch's furniture. She respects the given rules, even when others would undermine them to take advantage of her, and can be trusted to tell you what's what without worry she may be lying to you.
Pokemon
Starter: (Beelze) Munchlax ♀
Password: scrambled eggs
Samples
First Person Sample:
CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH.
[Hello, Johto. Have you ever wondered what a Munchlax's molars might look like? If so, you are being afforded a rare opportunity at the moment]
--though if I were made to estimate, I would say we'll reach the next city in two days' time at this rate.
[in the muffled background, the smooth alto of a young woman's voice can be heard as she discusses directions with someone]
CRUNCH SNAP
Beelze, what have you got there?
[There's a snort of alarm, followed what sounds like an attempt to flee that's cut off in short order. The dark cavity of the pokemon's mouth is replaced by the light of day as a blur that might be a face peers at the camera.]
That's not for you to eat. [the rich calmness in the voice is momentarily displaced by irritation as a red sleeve wipes at the lens, clearing away the film of pokemon slobber] It's as if you're never fed at all...
[A bit of buffing and the lens seems to be as good as new, focusing on a red-eyed female's face peering critically into it to assess the damage. Seeming satisfied that the Gear is fine, its view shifts away from her, focusing on what seems to be a random patch of open field]
I don't enjoy having help, but if you are, indeed, to assist me then surely you can see how things like this will only reflect badly on the both of us. Do as I say, and I will make sure things are made as easy as possible for you.
[A long pause follows, as she seems to expect an answer to this proposal. Instead, there's rummaging and furious munching to be heard. An empty container that had once held a bento lunch clatters across the camera's field of view, which jolts and then the ground begins to move at a brisk pace beneath it as Belphe breaks into a run toward her knapsack currently being ravaged for edibles.]
Kyaaa...I said no...!
Third Person Sample: "As proper furniture, understand that I will fight not only for my own honor, but for that of Lady Beatrice as well. I will allow you this opportunity to surrender quietly." the acoustics of the gym lent her soft tone of voice an unusually-ominous presence as she stood off with the young gym leader on the opposite side of the mat.
"Surrender?" Falkner asked, quirking a brow and then bursting into laughter. "I hope that wasn't your winning strategy. Do you think I became Violet City's best by handing over a badge to anyone who threatened me? If you want your victory, come and get it."
Of course, she hadn't truly expected him to give up right off the bat. Humans seldom did things the easy way if there was even the smallest possibility they may pull off a victory. They often came around quickly once they were made to feel pain, however, as Belphegor had learned from vast experience. Had Beatrice been here, it went without question she would want this man punished with his own defeat merely for daring to declare himself the best in the presence of the Golden Magic. As she was not, however, it fell to her furniture to ensure that it happened for her and the middle sister, by now, knew her place well.
A smile curved her lips as a hand went to her belt, unholstering one of the pokeballs she had brought. "This doesn't need to be painful. It will be over quickly."
"Quickly, eh?" In a flash, three pokeballs had been withdrawn and flung to the gym floor in an explosion of white light. A Noctowl, Honchkrow, and Pidgeot took substance in a fluttering of wings, falling into formation at Falkner's side as they awaited orders. "You don't scare me, little girl. Bring it on!"
His answer made the slight smile on Belphegor's mouth grow in volume, becoming less a gentle smirk and more the grin of something truly evil as her grip on the pokeball tightened. Still so perfectly calm, even when staring his own downfall right in the face. This would be most enjoyable.