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[Limelight] Profile
Holy Order
28
186cm
he/him
Fashion-wise, he favors classy suits in glossy fabrics like satin and silk, though can occassionally be seen wearing more casual things like sweatpants and shirts with metallic/shiny finishes. When in formal wear, he frequently wears metallic/neon face paint in styles like these.
No pings for now.
Inspired by his canon Cursed Spirit Manipulation. Consists in an ability/weapon/tool born from somebody else's positive emotions that may or may not relate to their own perceived identity (ie: Gojo's Ego/pride -> a shield that cannot be pierced because his ego is impenetrable). If the person is willing to give part of their emotion up, the weapon that Geto uses will be stronger (aka Gojo giving up his ego into normal levels is not as strong as Gojo giving up all of his ego to the point of self-confidence issues). It DOES have to be willing somehow (even if he hypnotizes them to give it up).
Taken in the form of candy Geto has to eat, and he can store 3-5 at a time up to an IC day (player's choice), however if it's with permission (IC and OOC), he can keep them indefinitely. If an IC reason is needed, someone may very badly want their emotion back in which case it can be returned ASAP.
In order to regain their emotions, the characters will also need to eat the candy.
Trick of the Light
Manipulation of the light that allows the user to create illusions of what somebody either expects or would most like to see at the time (ex: John expecting to be served his favorite dish on his birthday). At lv 30 the illusions are purely visual, but extremely realistic and can be seen by more than one target (but they will all see the same thing).
Can only work while Geto is in the area to maintain the illusion and he can only create one at a time.
For Five Hundred Lifetimes
Can turn into a black fox at will, but in order to regain his human form he needs a nappie. It's mostly used as a form of stealth, but the fox form also helps him recharge when he's mentally/physically exerted and Has To Keep Going, only then he's stuck like this until he sleeps which can be a problem sometimes.
The more he sleeps the less fox features he retains, so if he sleeps for 4 hours only he might wake up and still have a tail or fangs or something, vs. 7-8 hours which return him to full human. Also the furrier he is, the less heightened his animal senses will be (i.e. retaining only the fox ears would give him super hearing for a while).
His parents are the suffocating type, so he was in an arranged marriage with Peony (Ruan Mei) in his early twenties which fell apart due to [he has no idea]. Because he's a wuss he still hasn't told them they got a divorce and nowadays they're still expecting him to give them grandchildren. It's Bad.
Because of this he tries his best to keep his personal and private life as separate as possible. With fellow Holy Orders (who, before the boat, might have known him as 'Ward') he doesn't talk about this at all, so it's perfectly possible for other family members to have their own headcanons or ongoing bets on what his actual romantic situation is. He will neither confirm nor deny anything.
He may or may not be one of the founding members of the Exes GC (aka Exes and Bros). If you're a Peony ex he's probably stalked you on social media and knows as much as your life as your profile and online life can reveal, but not in a malicious way. Listen, he just needs to understand where he fucked up.
Before boarding the D.V. Dream Drift he took on a new nom de plume: Barachiel, to match with his fellow Holy Order members on the ship. He will introduce himself with this name to anyone who didn't know him previously, but seems to be okay with previous acquaintances calling him by his other noms de plume.
Overall he's a rather average guy who is a little bit of a workaholic. Yes, he goes to the gym, yes he reads plenty, yes he keeps an eye on social media, but most of it ties back into his job and excelling at it. He's not particularly good at friendship, much less romance, but it isn't a concern for him beyond the dread of when his parents inevitably find out he's been lying to them about his marriage for literal years.
maybe (hard mode)
maybe (ftb always ok)
yes (but talk to me)
yes (but talk to me)
Jujutsu Kaisen (PGAU)
Floor
rainpuddles @ discord
only for plotting (unless we're friends)
Memory Tracking
1 - Meeting Tsukumo Yuki
- Obtained on Day (20)8 from the Showmaster's Performance.
- Single use marble
2 - Freeing Jae from the Crown
It takes place in the gardens of a beautiful palace (that looks exactly like Versailles) in space. The post itself describes what Booker looks like in it but here's some visual aids, meanwhile Shura is wearing his hair just like in most of his icons, but wearing this in dark jade green.
- Obtained on Day (2)14 from the Diviner's Performance
- Infinity use snow globe
3 - Okinawa
- Obtained on Day (2)17 from the Showmaster's Performance
- 2 use tiny gingerbread man
4 - The truth I chose
- Obtained on Day 221 from the Dancer's Performance
- Single use feather
- ((Taken on Day 224))
5 - Let's curse each other to our heart's content!
- Obtained on Day 227 from the Carnival
- Pelican plush, plays the memory when squeezed
- ((Taken on Day 227))
6 - Never Have I Ever
- Obtained on Day 229 from Dixie's Performance
- Infinity use Mini Ouija Board
- ((Taken on Day 229))
7 - Monkeys have their roles
- Obtained on Day 336 from the Showmaster's performance
- A bear figurine with a button, 3 uses
- ((Taken on Day 236 early morning))
8 - No exceptions
cw: gore, parricide (click to expand)
It's a warm afternoon, a bright red hue washes over the neighborhood as the sun starts to set and the cicada's cries are so loud they drown out all other sounds in the neighborhood. Geto Suguru steps into a small home and, after taking off his shoes at the genkan, he announces himself with a slightly hoarse voice.
"... I'm home."
The casual noises coming from the kitchen stop abruptly.
"Suguru?!"
The voice belongs to a middle-aged woman with a soft expression. "Suguru, is that really you?!" She rushes out to meet him, filled with surprise and excitement. She calls out once more, without thinking, though to a different person this time "Honey, Suguru is home!"
Geto doesn't move from where he's standing at the very entrance of the home. His shoes are still off, but he doesn't even attempt to put on the slippers and step further inside. His hands are trembling and he can feel the sweat running down the sides of his face, dampening his back uncomfortably.
"You should have called to tell us you were visiting! Why aren't you coming in? Dinner is almost—"
His mother cuts herself off, excitement rapidly turning to horror. "Suguru? Suguru are you okay?! What happened, why are you covered in blood?! Honey, honey, hurry up! We need to take him to the hospital!"
"What? What are you talking about, now?"
His father quickens his step, hurrying downstairs, but he also freezes at the sight of the young man. His typically neat hair bun is half-spilling out, and his white button-up shirt is covered in dirt and... blood? Some of is has splattered and caked on his face too, but there doesn't seem to be a single wound on him...
Geto meets his father's eyes briefly before turning his attention back to his mother. She's running to check on him, clearly looking for both some form of reassurance and the comfort of physical contact.
But is it meant for him, or for her?
He sees her hand reaching towards him and he closes his eyes.
Freezing darkness.
An inhuman shriek that instantly silences the two human screams that barely manage to escape his parents' throats, followed by perturbing moist sounds and loud crunches. The contrasting warmth of a wetness rapidly pooling at his feet and soaking through his socks.
Eventually it all goes silent again except for the noisy cicadas. Geto keeps his eyes closed for several minutes, with his fists clenched so tightly he can feel himself drawing blood from his palms.
He lets out a sigh that sounds almost like a sob and looks at what's left of his parents.
"Ah, I forgot to put up a curtain," he mumbles, no trace of emotion remaining in his voice.
- Obtained on Day 238 from the chain letters event
- Email attachment, shared by forwarding, infinite
- ((Taken on Day 238 evening))
9 - Let's go home
- Obtained on Day 239 from the Demiurge's performance
- Squishy ball in the shape of a heart, squeeze for memory
- ((Taken on Day 239 evening))
10 - Diamonds and Pearls
- Obtained on Day 242 from the Dealer's performance
- A pack of cards, shuffle to view, 52 uses
- ((Taken on Day 242 afternoon))
11 - Truth or Dare
- Obtained on Day 243 from the Dancer's performance
- A nice pen, you will see a vision of a truth or a lie when you write with it, it lasts until the ink is gone.
- ((Taken on Day 243, immediately after the performance))
12 - If you want to kill me, kill me
- Obtained on Day 244 from the Dame's performance
- Colorful bandaids with cartoonish bats on them
- Taken on Day 244, evening
13 - Pretty Pretty Snakey Princess
- Obtained on Day 247 from the Dice's performance
- Pair of dice, roll a 12 to see the memory
- Taken on Day 248
14 - The BBQ (literal)
- Obtained on Day 249 from the Storyteller's performance
- A flipbook with the first page showing a still of the memory (sharable, infinite)
- Taken on Day 250
15 - It'll be okay
CW: Implied child abuse
- Obtained on Day 255 from the Storyteller's mini performance
- Potion bobbles, 2-3 gulps, maybe one extra if you're suuuuper careful
- Taken on Day 255
16 - "They're not human"
- Obtained on Day 25? from the Night of Reminiscence
- Slip of paper, have someone else view it first to activate it
- Taken on Day 25?
17
https://limelight-stage.dreamwidth.org/79498.html?thread=76165770#cmt76165770
saving utahime/mei mei from their mission up until the spv mission assignment
18
snek atrocities bingo
19
day 273 holy order performance
the toji fight
https://limelight-stage.dreamwidth.org/82188.html?thread=79484428#cmt79484428
20
hyakkiyakou/fight vs yuta (minus death)
An old letter
Dear Mr. Solo,
You don't know me. I don't know you, either. Not beyond that which is public knowledge.
I just wanted to thank you.
I've been following your story for many years now—at first because it received plenty of coverage and it was very hard to miss. I don't think I was old enough to really grasp the severity of your situation at the time (our ages are pretty close), but I do remember my parents talking about it often with each other, neighbors, and other people. While I couldn't really imagine what it would have been like to be in your shoes, seeing you in those interviews felt really wrong. Not only because of what had happened, but also because of how they wouldn't just let you be at peace and deal with the circumstances in a way that wouldn't hurt you more.
I disliked it.
Then, as the years went by (and like the majority of people), I forgot almost all about it until you recently came out with the truth. The news spread like wildfire, so I found out on the same day and without thinking much, I found myself hiding in the school library to watch the interview. It left an even deeper mark in me because of how it reframed everything that had been previously known about you, and fully unveiled the truth about the horrors you faced.
It made me go back and look up all of your old appearances on shows... what people had said and written about it... and I felt even worse. The idea that you had been made to carry that burden all on your own for so many years was unfathomable.
But after the initial shock wore off, and as you kept talking more about it, I found myself also feeling very glad. The fact that you could survive and come out stronger on the other side was amazing, and inspiring, and everybody needed to hear about it.
I know there is no way for me to say this that won't come off as inconsiderate, and for that I apologize; but I truly feel like your story reached me when I most needed it and so... it has changed me.
I owe you so much.
And while there is nothing someone like me could ever hope to do for you, I still want you to know that I believe you. That you were wronged, that I stand by your side, and that I will do anything to defend you. I hope things never come to this, of course, but if you ever find yourself in need of something—anything at all, please don't hesitate to reach out.
You're so brave, so strong, and once again I'm very happy that you re-emerged to shed light on the truth. Justice was not on your side and people should reflect on that. It's impossible to change the past and undo the horrible things you went through, but that doesn't mean you can't look forward to tomorrow and seize the peace and happiness you deserve.
I am not even sure if this letter will actually reach you, but I wanted to try anyway. I'm sorry I was no better than all those other people who failed you and forgot about you for so many years.
It won't ever happen again.
Once more, thank you.
Take care.
Sincerely,
Aleksandr Ward
Oops doxxed
F*c*book account: Aleksandr Ward
It has an old, generic photo (from when he was around 22-23) and everything is privated except for his relationship status, which is listed as: Widower.
You can tell the photo is old because his hair only reaches as far down as his shoulders and his ears weren't gauged or pierced then.
L*nked*n account: Ward (Aleksandr Ward)
Like the F*c*book account, it is mostly abandoned and doesn't show much use, though this one isn't privated. The photo on this one looks a bit more recent and rather than listing specific clients it only mentions his affiliation to Holy Order and the private security company he has been working at for the past five years or so.
He has a professional email linked to his L*nked*n account that isn't attached to anything else. However if one were to dig through old school records and such one would find an even older email that links to two things:
1. The abandoned F*c*book account
2. A R*ddit and Twooter accounts with the same username. He goes by "Asura" under these.
His history on both sites is about 20% normal person interests and conversations: video games (oldest posts from 10+ years ago), and more recently and sporadically plant care, book reviews & recommendations, some minimal baking stuff.
... And then 80% Reid Solo posts and comments, and reposts and educating others with detailed sourcing and references, and then sooo much fighting a lot of Reid Solo haters online. He was at his most active wrt all of this around 8-10 years ago.
UPDATE: Day 224
L*nked*n account: No changes.
R*ddit and Twooter accounts: Wiped and deleted, outdated messaging app (something like Skype) also deleted.
Discard account not deleted but the app has been uninstalled from his phone.
Email sent on Day 224
Sorry for not getting in touch sooner. Work has been exceptionally busy in rather unexpected ways.
I received an invitation to the Limelight Stage, along with a few other Angelics, and that's where I've spent the past few weeks. It's unclear when I will be returning to Port Manteau, but in the meantime I must remain here as a representative of the Order.
Because of this, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the family dinner we had planned. I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you as soon as I get back.
Regarding that, there's one more thing I should mention. Ideally I would be able to tell you this in person, and I'm aware that doing so through this medium will only make me look like a coward.
I can't say I'm not one.
Peony and I got a divorce. Things weren't working out between us and the paths we wanted to pursuit were not compatible, so this seemed like the most logical choice.
We're both fine and on amicable terms. She is also here as a representative of the Apothecaries, so I ask that you don't try to contact her as it might disrupt her obligations. You're free to be upset at me, of course, but please let her have her space. I'll be happy to explain more about the situation upon my return.
Likewise, I probably won't write again for a while. Please know that even though the circumstances aren't what you would ideally hope for, for me, this also allows me to dedicate more of my time to the Order and continue striving to live to my full potential as an Angelic.
Thank you for reading, I hope both of you are well an in good spirits, in spite of this email.
I miss you and I hope to see you soon.
I'm sorry, again.
- Aleksandr