Post by Rem Tokimiya on Jun 9, 2024 15:14:06 GMT -6
Rem Tokimiya
"Please don’t worry about me."
I. BASICS
FULL NAME:: Rem Tokimiya (レム トキミヤ)
NICKNAMES:: n/a
GENDER:: Female
AGE:: 17 (18 since we coming from the very end of T-0)
ORIENTATION:: Demiromantic
ALIGNMENT:: Harmonious
EQUIPMENT:: Orichalcum Dirks, Betrothal Ring / Gold Hairpin (alternate)
NICKNAMES:: n/a
GENDER:: Female
AGE:: 17 (18 since we coming from the very end of T-0)
ORIENTATION:: Demiromantic
ALIGNMENT:: Harmonious
EQUIPMENT:: Orichalcum Dirks, Betrothal Ring / Gold Hairpin (alternate)
HEIGHT:: 5'3" (160 cm)
HAIR/EYES/SKIN:: Brown / Red / Fair
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: none of notable mention.
II. PERSONA
Her expressive features always speak on her behalf; and while her friends always insist on watching out for her own welfare, she always tells them not to worry about her as she can also take care of herself. That aside, she has a moral compass that cannot be shaken, no matter what situation gets thrown at her. She believes in treating others kindly, and always strives to be as helpful and approachable as possible. Level-headed and honest, sometimes her own honesty can be taken for being blunt—but it’s an integral part of who she really is; as she believes that being honest with herself can and will bring out the best (and sometimes worst) with others around her.
Serving as strong emotional support towards her closest friend and rival Machina (as well as others she knows), she’s often seen to be cheerful and very encouraging even in the toughest of situations. She always puts others first before herself; and is very considerate of other peoples’ emotions and feelings, helping them first before finding time to help herself. Unfortunately with this mindset of hers of putting others before herself, she often forgets to take care of herself—always insisting that she’s fine even if she’s really not.
If there’s one thing Rem absolutely can’t do, it’s telling a lie—not even her closest friends can be fooled when she attempts to do it. Another thing that she unconsciously does is hide her own pain, so as not to be a burden on everyone else around her; which often results with everyone around her (which is mostly Machina, and to an extent the other members of Class Zero) worrying for her too much.
Serving as strong emotional support towards her closest friend and rival Machina (as well as others she knows), she’s often seen to be cheerful and very encouraging even in the toughest of situations. She always puts others first before herself; and is very considerate of other peoples’ emotions and feelings, helping them first before finding time to help herself. Unfortunately with this mindset of hers of putting others before herself, she often forgets to take care of herself—always insisting that she’s fine even if she’s really not.
If there’s one thing Rem absolutely can’t do, it’s telling a lie—not even her closest friends can be fooled when she attempts to do it. Another thing that she unconsciously does is hide her own pain, so as not to be a burden on everyone else around her; which often results with everyone around her (which is mostly Machina, and to an extent the other members of Class Zero) worrying for her too much.
III. HISTORY
[HAS MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR THE CANON ENDING OF TYPE-0 PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK]
Normally I’m not so verbose when it comes to sharing my story, but if you’ll listen, I’ll tell you everything as I remember it.
Or, well, at least, how the Vermillion Crystal wanted me to remember it.
The earliest I can remember was our home village being attacked. While I can’t remember too much about the people who raised me, what I can recall is that I was visiting over at Machina’s place when they came. The soldiers, they from the Militesi Empire. We had to hide, otherwise we’d have been killed by those soldiers who were sweeping through the place, killing everyone in sight on orders from your superiors.
It was sheer luck we were able to escape—whoever that soldier was that let us escape, somehow, I’m thankful you did. I don’t know why, but when you saw us, you hesitated—and in those few moments of hesitation you decided to help us, despite your companion killing her…
See, that’s the thing.
Whenever someone we know dies; whether of natural causes or due to bloodshed in combat, the power of the Vermillion Bird Crystal—one of the Four that watches over our world of Orience—makes us forget about the memories associated with death. Because you see, at least according to the gods that watch over the world—memories of death are prone to holding everyone back from ‘doing their best’ and ‘giving their all’ when it comes to following the Will of the Crystals.
For some reason though, I can remember them. But I’ll be getting to that in a bit.
After me and Machina escaped our village, we lost contact with each other. The next thing I can remember is eventually ending up in the Akademia, joining as a member of Class Seventh. My reason for joining was simple: I wanted to become the fabled Agito, the ‘savior’ of Orience. I guess you could say that’s me trying to make up for what happened when I was younger, because I was too weak to do anything about it—that I couldn’t save the village I lived in previously.
How was I to know that I’d end up meeting Machina in the Akademia as well? Maybe it was by chance? Either way, after we’d rediscovered each other’s company since the events of that day, we began to spend time together (as we were allowed to after classes at the Akademia).
During the Militesi Empire’s attack on Akademia, we thought we were going to die—due to the enemy being much more powerful than we were at the time. Had it not been for Ace, Jack, and Seven, we would’ve been done for. Thankfully it was them, their class, the fabled Class Zero, who helped drive out the invaders. We—but most especially I, myself—were surprised to learn that we would be transferred into Class Zero due to our performance out on the battlefield.
Of course, we weren’t expecting that our arrival in Class Zero would be the beginning of something much bigger and out of our control…
While we were both shocked (I myself was pretty much dismayed) to find out that the Archsorceress didn’t like me or Machina suddenly joining the ranks of Class Zero (I had no idea what was happening behind the scenes, neither did he) we decided to take it in stride, as we were recommended into the Class itself by the superiors at the Akademia. Prejudices aside, I knew that wearing the red mantle of Class Zero was an honor in itself, and I vowed to serve to the best of my abilities—despite the fact that I’m sick and I could very well die out on the battlefield caught unaware…
Don’t tell anyone else about it. Especially not Machina, or Ace. I can’t affored to have other people worrying about me, because I fret over them and always put their welfare before my own.
I always found it strange that whenever I would check my list of names after a mission, I’d find names I wouldn’t recognize. Maybe it was for the best we can’t remember those who’ve died, despite the obvious being there… I find the cemetery disconcerting because of all these names I can’t remember; yet they’re on the list I wrote down before setting out. It’s really disturbing.
Why can’t we remember anything about the dead?
It got even worse when we were sent out to Togoreth—the Empire killed every last person living there without… without even thinking for themselves of the consequences of what they did. I couldn’t even look at the children, because seeing the dead like that reminded me of the time we almost died back when Machina and myself were children back then.
Despite my illness, I told myself I’d keep going no matter how much time I had left—at the same time I had to hide the fact that I had it from everyone in Class Zero—but especially from Machina, as he worries too much, especially about me. I find it sweet that he does that, though. I just have to hold my head up high and make sure everything else is fine. I’d even approached Archsorceress Arecia herself to ask for some help with it; and even though I was turned away at first, I persisted.
We’d been sent out on more orders from the Akademia, but in the middle of it all we had to stand down due to a peace treaty being called by the Militesi Empire themselves. While I know Machina shared his views and disagreed with what they wanted, everyone else was disappointed by the implications we’d learned—that what we’d been doing went against the will of the Crystals. I even pondered on the thought if it was useless, what we were all doing. Just as we were about to be recalled back, Queen Andoria from the Kingdom of Concordia had been assassinated—and we cadets blamed for the event; despite us having no active hand in the event.
This is where my memory gets a little foggy—while I remember that there was a regent in the Kingdom of Concordia that we played an audience to during the peace negotiations, I can’t recall anything else about her. Even Jack had suggested something along the lines of us actually being responsible for the regent’s death, but he backtracked a few moments later and even doubted what he’d said.
During our escape attempt, I’d almost slipped up and let my condition be known to every member of Class Zero but I told them that I was just dizzy and I needed a moment to gather myself. We’d almost gotten away—had it not been for Celestia suddenly attacking us and blaming us for what happened. We did prove our innocence, and she helped us escape to the nearby Lorica region, to a safe place we could wait until Command called us back.
I could tell Machina was getting more and more upset with the way we were being treated, were we abandoned by our superiors, was this just a test—and he stormed off despite my attempts to talk to him. I’d almost slipped up again, but thankfully I was able to shake them off worrying about me when I told them I had the Archsorceress’ permission to continue joining missions assigned to Class Zero. I couldn’t help but worry where he’d gone off to—luckily he’d returned just in time when Deuce finally reached Central Command and had us rescued as quickly as our CO, Kurasame, could manage.
Before leaving on our next mission—which was to reclaim Eibon—I’d had the chance to speak with Lady Caetuna. Despite her rather odd manner of speaking, our exchange had me thinking—why would a l’Cie like herself talk to me, and tell me to leave the Dominion, if I wanted to protect something that I cared for? Even though she’d questioned me about my servitude to the Crystal above anything and everything else? I found it confusing, to say the least. But I couldn’t figure out why her words had such an effect on me—like I couldn’t put a finger on the exact feeling.
While we did succeed in our part of the mission—I found it disheartening that so many had to die yet again—and this time along with them… why couldn’t I remember them? How could I mourn for them?
Trey did say something about the Vermillion Bird crystal removing memories of the dead so the living could go on and continue, but that also made me scared—and afraid. I didn’t want to be forgotten when I died; not by anyone, especially not by him, of all people. It reminded me that I wouldn’t last any longer than I already knew I would, and if there was someone who was going to be upset about my death—if he remembered—I knew right then and there that it was going to be Machina, my childhood friend.
After that time I’d spoked with Lady Caetuna, the battles grew only worse. I’d only heard of what happened to Kurasame and the rest—but it bothers me so much that I can’t properly grieve because while I do know a person with that name existed, I can’t remember much about them. While I still worry about Machina, especially until the time Class Zero was deployed to Ingram, some of the others approached me and asked what was going on with him—like something had changed within him.
Even I couldn’t put a finger on it. He’s normally so easy to figure out due to his expressiveness, but now it’s like there’s a wall separating him from the rest of us. Why he didn’t join us on our mission at Ingram, I wouldn’t understand, but it’s best to let him brood and think for himself. Although the timing for his emotional swing couldn’t have come at a better opportunity, seeing as the entire world has all but fallen under the Dominion’s control at this point and I can’t help but worry about him even more, wherever he’d gone off to so he could cool down a bit.
After Ingram had been taken, how was I to know that Tempus Finis had begun? So much death on our way back, and it only got even worse the moment we’d arrived back at the Akademia. I don’t remember much after that—at least, until I heard the voice of the Vermillion Bird calling out to me. My chance had finally arrived, I could help save the world and be Agito!
However I didn’t realize that I would end up going against another l’Cie in Pandaemonium at that point? If the Crystal willed it to be so, then I would gladly do what was asked of me. I wasn’t prepared to see the White Tiger l’Cie be Machina, though. I had the advantage, but in the end I blew it—mostly because I was more surprised than anything to discover that I was fighting against him!
After our fateful battle, we ended up in crystal stasis, and that’s the last of what I can actually remember—at least until sometime later, when we both saw the Archsorceress Arecia speaking with us, asking us to remember her ‘children’, who at the time I didn’t realize was actually Class Zero. We couldn’t let their sacrifice be in vain.
Our friends, who’d fought against the Rursan Arbiter, and sacrificed themselves so that the world would continue on.
Who knew it was going to be this painful to remember the dead? After the light of the Crystals had faded from the world?
Maybe they did have a point, back when we couldn’t remember those who’d passed on. At least I can properly grieve for all the people who’ve died, and help rebuild the Dominion of Rubrum from the ground up. It’s a tough journey, but I’m prepared for it—no matter how long it’ll take.
Normally I’m not so verbose when it comes to sharing my story, but if you’ll listen, I’ll tell you everything as I remember it.
Or, well, at least, how the Vermillion Crystal wanted me to remember it.
The earliest I can remember was our home village being attacked. While I can’t remember too much about the people who raised me, what I can recall is that I was visiting over at Machina’s place when they came. The soldiers, they from the Militesi Empire. We had to hide, otherwise we’d have been killed by those soldiers who were sweeping through the place, killing everyone in sight on orders from your superiors.
It was sheer luck we were able to escape—whoever that soldier was that let us escape, somehow, I’m thankful you did. I don’t know why, but when you saw us, you hesitated—and in those few moments of hesitation you decided to help us, despite your companion killing her…
See, that’s the thing.
Whenever someone we know dies; whether of natural causes or due to bloodshed in combat, the power of the Vermillion Bird Crystal—one of the Four that watches over our world of Orience—makes us forget about the memories associated with death. Because you see, at least according to the gods that watch over the world—memories of death are prone to holding everyone back from ‘doing their best’ and ‘giving their all’ when it comes to following the Will of the Crystals.
For some reason though, I can remember them. But I’ll be getting to that in a bit.
After me and Machina escaped our village, we lost contact with each other. The next thing I can remember is eventually ending up in the Akademia, joining as a member of Class Seventh. My reason for joining was simple: I wanted to become the fabled Agito, the ‘savior’ of Orience. I guess you could say that’s me trying to make up for what happened when I was younger, because I was too weak to do anything about it—that I couldn’t save the village I lived in previously.
How was I to know that I’d end up meeting Machina in the Akademia as well? Maybe it was by chance? Either way, after we’d rediscovered each other’s company since the events of that day, we began to spend time together (as we were allowed to after classes at the Akademia).
During the Militesi Empire’s attack on Akademia, we thought we were going to die—due to the enemy being much more powerful than we were at the time. Had it not been for Ace, Jack, and Seven, we would’ve been done for. Thankfully it was them, their class, the fabled Class Zero, who helped drive out the invaders. We—but most especially I, myself—were surprised to learn that we would be transferred into Class Zero due to our performance out on the battlefield.
Of course, we weren’t expecting that our arrival in Class Zero would be the beginning of something much bigger and out of our control…
While we were both shocked (I myself was pretty much dismayed) to find out that the Archsorceress didn’t like me or Machina suddenly joining the ranks of Class Zero (I had no idea what was happening behind the scenes, neither did he) we decided to take it in stride, as we were recommended into the Class itself by the superiors at the Akademia. Prejudices aside, I knew that wearing the red mantle of Class Zero was an honor in itself, and I vowed to serve to the best of my abilities—despite the fact that I’m sick and I could very well die out on the battlefield caught unaware…
Don’t tell anyone else about it. Especially not Machina, or Ace. I can’t affored to have other people worrying about me, because I fret over them and always put their welfare before my own.
I always found it strange that whenever I would check my list of names after a mission, I’d find names I wouldn’t recognize. Maybe it was for the best we can’t remember those who’ve died, despite the obvious being there… I find the cemetery disconcerting because of all these names I can’t remember; yet they’re on the list I wrote down before setting out. It’s really disturbing.
Why can’t we remember anything about the dead?
It got even worse when we were sent out to Togoreth—the Empire killed every last person living there without… without even thinking for themselves of the consequences of what they did. I couldn’t even look at the children, because seeing the dead like that reminded me of the time we almost died back when Machina and myself were children back then.
Despite my illness, I told myself I’d keep going no matter how much time I had left—at the same time I had to hide the fact that I had it from everyone in Class Zero—but especially from Machina, as he worries too much, especially about me. I find it sweet that he does that, though. I just have to hold my head up high and make sure everything else is fine. I’d even approached Archsorceress Arecia herself to ask for some help with it; and even though I was turned away at first, I persisted.
We’d been sent out on more orders from the Akademia, but in the middle of it all we had to stand down due to a peace treaty being called by the Militesi Empire themselves. While I know Machina shared his views and disagreed with what they wanted, everyone else was disappointed by the implications we’d learned—that what we’d been doing went against the will of the Crystals. I even pondered on the thought if it was useless, what we were all doing. Just as we were about to be recalled back, Queen Andoria from the Kingdom of Concordia had been assassinated—and we cadets blamed for the event; despite us having no active hand in the event.
This is where my memory gets a little foggy—while I remember that there was a regent in the Kingdom of Concordia that we played an audience to during the peace negotiations, I can’t recall anything else about her. Even Jack had suggested something along the lines of us actually being responsible for the regent’s death, but he backtracked a few moments later and even doubted what he’d said.
During our escape attempt, I’d almost slipped up and let my condition be known to every member of Class Zero but I told them that I was just dizzy and I needed a moment to gather myself. We’d almost gotten away—had it not been for Celestia suddenly attacking us and blaming us for what happened. We did prove our innocence, and she helped us escape to the nearby Lorica region, to a safe place we could wait until Command called us back.
I could tell Machina was getting more and more upset with the way we were being treated, were we abandoned by our superiors, was this just a test—and he stormed off despite my attempts to talk to him. I’d almost slipped up again, but thankfully I was able to shake them off worrying about me when I told them I had the Archsorceress’ permission to continue joining missions assigned to Class Zero. I couldn’t help but worry where he’d gone off to—luckily he’d returned just in time when Deuce finally reached Central Command and had us rescued as quickly as our CO, Kurasame, could manage.
Before leaving on our next mission—which was to reclaim Eibon—I’d had the chance to speak with Lady Caetuna. Despite her rather odd manner of speaking, our exchange had me thinking—why would a l’Cie like herself talk to me, and tell me to leave the Dominion, if I wanted to protect something that I cared for? Even though she’d questioned me about my servitude to the Crystal above anything and everything else? I found it confusing, to say the least. But I couldn’t figure out why her words had such an effect on me—like I couldn’t put a finger on the exact feeling.
While we did succeed in our part of the mission—I found it disheartening that so many had to die yet again—and this time along with them… why couldn’t I remember them? How could I mourn for them?
Trey did say something about the Vermillion Bird crystal removing memories of the dead so the living could go on and continue, but that also made me scared—and afraid. I didn’t want to be forgotten when I died; not by anyone, especially not by him, of all people. It reminded me that I wouldn’t last any longer than I already knew I would, and if there was someone who was going to be upset about my death—if he remembered—I knew right then and there that it was going to be Machina, my childhood friend.
After that time I’d spoked with Lady Caetuna, the battles grew only worse. I’d only heard of what happened to Kurasame and the rest—but it bothers me so much that I can’t properly grieve because while I do know a person with that name existed, I can’t remember much about them. While I still worry about Machina, especially until the time Class Zero was deployed to Ingram, some of the others approached me and asked what was going on with him—like something had changed within him.
Even I couldn’t put a finger on it. He’s normally so easy to figure out due to his expressiveness, but now it’s like there’s a wall separating him from the rest of us. Why he didn’t join us on our mission at Ingram, I wouldn’t understand, but it’s best to let him brood and think for himself. Although the timing for his emotional swing couldn’t have come at a better opportunity, seeing as the entire world has all but fallen under the Dominion’s control at this point and I can’t help but worry about him even more, wherever he’d gone off to so he could cool down a bit.
After Ingram had been taken, how was I to know that Tempus Finis had begun? So much death on our way back, and it only got even worse the moment we’d arrived back at the Akademia. I don’t remember much after that—at least, until I heard the voice of the Vermillion Bird calling out to me. My chance had finally arrived, I could help save the world and be Agito!
However I didn’t realize that I would end up going against another l’Cie in Pandaemonium at that point? If the Crystal willed it to be so, then I would gladly do what was asked of me. I wasn’t prepared to see the White Tiger l’Cie be Machina, though. I had the advantage, but in the end I blew it—mostly because I was more surprised than anything to discover that I was fighting against him!
After our fateful battle, we ended up in crystal stasis, and that’s the last of what I can actually remember—at least until sometime later, when we both saw the Archsorceress Arecia speaking with us, asking us to remember her ‘children’, who at the time I didn’t realize was actually Class Zero. We couldn’t let their sacrifice be in vain.
Our friends, who’d fought against the Rursan Arbiter, and sacrificed themselves so that the world would continue on.
Who knew it was going to be this painful to remember the dead? After the light of the Crystals had faded from the world?
Maybe they did have a point, back when we couldn’t remember those who’d passed on. At least I can properly grieve for all the people who’ve died, and help rebuild the Dominion of Rubrum from the ground up. It’s a tough journey, but I’m prepared for it—no matter how long it’ll take.
IV. AUTHOR
PLAYER ALIAS:: Han
OTHER CHARACTERS:: First one *squints* (again)
ROLE-PLAYING EXPERIENCE:: ~2005. What, 19 years now?
HOW YOU FOUND US:: Jash
NOTES FOR CONSIDERATION:: Honestly it was the history that gave me the hardest time. Not even kidding! I hope it's entertaining enough to read.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE::
The ability to remember the dead.
It was something that she would agonize over; having been witness to so many deaths throughout her stay in Class Zero. But now that the light of the Four Crystals had faded from the world—it was actually possible to remember everyone’s sacrifice, those who died.
But they didn’t die in vain.
She blinked as the figure beside her rushed forward, and for all the shock in the world dropping down on Rem at that very moment, the only reaction she could force was one of silence. Were they really dead? All of them? Had we come back too late?
“M—Machina,” she began, her voice shaky as she slowly approached where he was kneeling, unable to believe the sight before him. “Do… do you remember th—them?” she continued in a wound-up voice. “Do you remember… Ace? Queen? Everyone—“ she tried, before being cut off by a noise so loud, so painful that she had to blink several times to stop herself from breaking down beside him as well.
They were really gone… they were dead. Sacrificed themselves so that the rest of the world would continue to live on, in this dark hour and time.
OTHER CHARACTERS:: First one *squints* (again)
ROLE-PLAYING EXPERIENCE:: ~2005. What, 19 years now?
HOW YOU FOUND US:: Jash
NOTES FOR CONSIDERATION:: Honestly it was the history that gave me the hardest time. Not even kidding! I hope it's entertaining enough to read.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE::
The ability to remember the dead.
It was something that she would agonize over; having been witness to so many deaths throughout her stay in Class Zero. But now that the light of the Four Crystals had faded from the world—it was actually possible to remember everyone’s sacrifice, those who died.
But they didn’t die in vain.
She blinked as the figure beside her rushed forward, and for all the shock in the world dropping down on Rem at that very moment, the only reaction she could force was one of silence. Were they really dead? All of them? Had we come back too late?
“M—Machina,” she began, her voice shaky as she slowly approached where he was kneeling, unable to believe the sight before him. “Do… do you remember th—them?” she continued in a wound-up voice. “Do you remember… Ace? Queen? Everyone—“ she tried, before being cut off by a noise so loud, so painful that she had to blink several times to stop herself from breaking down beside him as well.
They were really gone… they were dead. Sacrificed themselves so that the rest of the world would continue to live on, in this dark hour and time.
