From Sailor Moon Flash!
| Sailor Starfighter | |
|---|---|
| Profile | |
| Name: | Hideaki Katsuko |
| Birthday: | August 5 |
| Age: | 16 |
| Affiliation: | Kinmoku, Chuo |
| Powers: | War |
| Player: | ADOPTABLE |
If you are interested in adopting this character, please submit a short story snippet in Katsuko's voice to the application forum. For further insight into her personality, please read these stories.
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[edit] The Basics
Name : Hideaki Katsuko (秀朗勝子). The family name translates as "excellent" and "bright", while the given name is a feminised form of Katsu, "victory." Schlubbing it all together, we get something to the effect of "bright victorious child." Or "excellent child of victory." Or something.
Position : Katsuko is a second-year student at Chuo Gakuen, and also moonlights as Sailor Starfighter, captain of the Kinmoku senshi.
Appearance : Chibi avatar-thing. Words to follow, eventually.
Age/Birthday/Whatnot : Born 5 August 1985, Katsuko is currently 16 and not particularly sweet. Astrologically, she is a Leo sun, Aries moon, Sagittarius ascendant. Yes, Katsuko is fierce. Grrr.
[edit] Mundane Life
Friends and Family :
- Master Sergeant Hideaki Kazuki. Katsuko's father retired from active military service shortly after the birth of Katsuko's older brother, and now teaches the local Youth Cadets branch of the JGSDF. He is perhaps most notable for his uncanny ability to go from hardass DI to loving dad in under 10 seconds.
- Hideaki Miki. Katsuko's mother holds down a largely thankless job as one of the faceless corporate masses; specifically, she is a secretary/receptionist for one of Jade Dragon Enterprise's subsidiary companies. She loves both of her children dearly, but wouldn't complain if Hikaru could make it back home every now and again, and Katsuko could find it in herself to be just a tiny bit more feminine once in a while.
- Staff Sergeant Hideaki Hikaru. Katsuko's big brother and shining hero serves with the 8th Air Wing, stationed at Tsuiki Air Base in Kyonshu. He thinks his kid sister is the cutest thing ever, and would likely keel over in his cockpit if he knew the half of what she's up to these days.
- Sensei Mifune Kiyoshi. Kastuko's karate instructor, oddly enough, bears no resemblance whatsoever to Pat Morita.
Usual Daily Routine : Katsuko is up at zero-dark-thirty. With bed made and karate gi donned, she jogs over to the dojo for a quick morning workout until Sensei Mifune arrives at something more like a reasonable hour. Informal sparring ensues — the 'age and experience' versus 'youth and enthusiasm' score remains more or less firmly in Sensei's favour — after which Katsuko heads back home to grab a shower and some breakfast before heading out to school. The school day proper is generally followed up by the athletic activity of the day, whether that be club softball, basketball, or a formal karate lessons. On the very rare occassions that Katsuko has no scheduled after-school activities, she can generally be found DDRing at a local arcade. Once extracurriculars have wrapped up, it's back home to for dinner with the family, followed by homework and game of go with Dad — once again, Team Age and Experience generally wins the day.
Background : Worth a brief mention at the outset is that the Hideaki family has been involved with Japan's military for as far back as can be reliably determined. Never the proud and noble samurai lords, mind you, but rather the devoted rank-and-file idealists who march into battle at the behest of, and more often than not in the place of, their betters. This tradition has continued unbroken well into the modern era. Katsuko's grandfather Masuyo was a WW2 pilot, her father Kazuki served a tour of duty in the ground division of the Japan Self Defense Force. It was during his term of service that Hideaki Kazuki met and fell madly in love with Ryota Miki. Marriage followed, and then, in due time, a son. When offered an instructor's posting with the youth cadets back in his old hometown, Sgt Hideaki gratefully accepted, and so it was that he, Miki, and little Hikaru settled down in Chuo-ku, prepared for a fairly mundane suburban life.
Five years later, news of Katsuko's imminent birth surprised just about everyone. Not that this was a particularly bad surprise, by any means; in point of fact, Miki was positively giddy at the thought of a chibi-her to shift the testosterone balance of the household. As Katsuko grew up, though, it became eminently apparent that she was having absolutely none of this pink-and-filly business. She was far more interested in playing with her big brother and his friends than with learning to cook or sew or whatnot. Granted, this meant she very often ended up playing some mythic princess or other who needed the daring Hikaru-tachi to save her from mortal peril, or else, if the boys were feeling exceptionally generous, she would get to be the ravening monster of legend rampaging through the countryside. In either case, Katsuko nearly always ended up with her excitement over the game getting the better of her, and she would completely abandon her "character." Either the princess would pre-empt the preparations of her would-be rescuers and wail on the source of the mortal peril herself, or else the monster of the day would ignore that its attackers were wielding swords crafted of its one great bane and therefore fail to die.
Similarly, Katsuko's early school years often found her bored and slacking off in class. This was not the bored slacking of a truly gifted student who was not being sufficiently challenged, mind; rather it was the bored slacking of someone who could have come up with a list of approximately a hundred more interesting things to do than sit in a desk and learn multiplication tables. Being the good and concerned parents that they were, Kazuki and Miki took the situation quickly and firmly in hand. Clearly, Katsuko needed to learn some sense of discipline, and it wasn't just going to spontaneously manifest in a realisation of the importance of doing things that are painfully dull. So instead, the opted for a more indirect approach, introducing Katsuko to a pursuit that she would enjoy but which would also stress the necessity for self-discipline. And so it was that little Katsuko found herself enrolled in karate classes. To be sure, the regimen of lessons and practice did not sit well at the outset, but love of the sport and determination not to be seen as a loser eventually won the day, and Katsuko stuck with the program with the parentally desired results. While she still isn't spectacularly academic, she did manage to pull her grades up by the metaphorical bootstraps and settle firmly in the upper-middle range of her classes.
Katsuko was twelve years old when Hikaru finished high school and chose to follow in his grandfather's footsteps as a pilot. The day after Hikaru's graduation, he enlisted with JASDF and shipped out shortly thereafter for basic training. Hikaru leaving home cemented in Katsuko's mind just how seriously her family regarded military service. Granted, she'd grown up hearing her grandfather's war stories and seeing her father go to work every day in uniform, but that was all in the background, a constant taken for granted. Now, though, her big brother had gone away to keep the chain of tradition intact, and this brought the issue into prominence. Seeing how proud Hikaru's enlistment made the family, and how pleased Hikaru himself was, Katsuko decided that she, too, would follow in so many others' footsteps and join the military herself in due time. With all due gravity and dignity, Katsuko visited the local JASDF recruitment office and asked to know what one would need to do in order to pass the recruitment examination. Not realising that she was serious, the officer at the desk answered Katsuko's questions in as few words as possible before plying her with brochures and sending her on her way. Back at home, Katsuko sorted through the information she'd been given and outlined what it would take not simply to meet but to exceed entrance requirements.
The past four years, then, have been fairly unremarkable. Katsuko has wholeheartedly devoted herself to the goal of enlisting. Starting high school proved something of an unforeseen speed-bump, as Katsuko found herself presented not only with more challenging school work, but also with a fairly extensive range of possible extracurriculars — or, as Katsuko has come to see them, distractions. Every November, the family makes the trip to Tsuiki to visit Hikaru and enjoy the air show, and Hikaru makes the trip back home as often as he can. It's a good life, and an uncomplicated one, and that suits Katsuko just fine.
(Note to self: This is craptacularly wordy. Pare down and streamline.)
[edit] A Little More Specific
Quirks : Okay. So Katsuko is a girl in shoujo!Tokyo, which means she is pretty much obligated to be some kind of fangirl. However, rather than the typical obsession over anime series or idol stars, Katsuko's devotion is centred on Blue Impulse. Posters and photographs cover her bedroom walls, and a handful of models (graciously supplied by Hikaru) dangle in formation from fishing line tacked into the ceiling.
Darkest Secret : Katsuko is tremendously goal-oriented. Everything, and I do mean absolutely everything she does is a means to an end. At least, that's the image she works to present. In point of fact, Katsuko takes a great deal of guilty pleasure in pointless fluff, whether it's DDRing (she's really, really good at DDR) or watching reruns of Takeshi's Castle or collecting bits and bobs of Sailor Senshi merchandise. It's like the secret stash of chocolate chip cookies tucked in the back of the bottom desk drawer when you're supposed to be watching your calorie intake.
Reactions to Sudden Hugs : After a moment of going plank-stiff in total shock that someone is touching me (and not in a nice, normal, tagging out on the second-base line way), Katsuko's reaction varies depending on how well she knows and tolerates the person in question. Friends' unexpected affection is returned with an uncertain pat on the shoulder; hugs from unknown persons send Katsuko backing away in as quick and direct a manner as possible.
Virtues and Vices : We are all about the fortitude here. Once Katsuko has settled on a desired end-result and devised a plan of attack to achieve it, she progresses with unswerving dedication from point A to point B to point C and so on to the eventual shiny golden GOAL, and woe betide anyone or anything that gets in the way of that progress. Bear in mind, however, Katsuko embodies fortitude, but not necessarily (read, "at all") prudence. While she's generally sensible and grounded, her sheer bullheadedness often keeps Katsuko from seeing sense, even when it's doing its dead-level best to stare her right in the face.
[edit] Badassery
Power Sphere : War
Asswhoopery : Both in costume and out, Katsuko is highly adept in the application of physical force as a problem-solving technique. In addition to being all-around physically fit, Katsuko is an excellent combatant, having been practicing karate since she was but wee. Fighter is, all other things being equal, significantly more likely to rely upon straightforward hand-to-hand attacks than on "all this hearts and magic sparkles crap." While competent and capable in her own right, Katsuko also encourages best-effort performance from those under her direction, due in no small part to the fact that she's always right there, down in the trenches with them, giving her own 110%.
Greatest Weakness : The unexpected completely throws off Fighter's tactics-fu. While she's more than able to make detailed contingency plans based on even the most remote of known possibilities, anything that comes entirely out of left field leaves her stumped. However, because Fighter does have more than a little bit of an ego to nurse, she's likely to bull ahead through the current plan, regardless of its current lack of appropriateness, to preserve the illusion that she really does know what she's doing.
Attack (Star Serious Laser) : With feet planted firmly at shoulder-width and her left hand down at her side, Fighter yells "Star Serious" as she raises her right arm, Star Yell clenched in her fist. A spark of light appears and makes one orbit around Fighter before settling into her raised hand. As the Star Yell begins to glow, beams of light streak toward it, causing the device to glow more and more brightly. Fighter calls out "LASER!" while bringing her hand down, fingers splayed, and the accumulated energy is released in a single coherent beam. As a powerful, single-target attack, Star Serious Laser can be dodged, albeit with some difficulty as light is REALLY FAST, but not blocked or bounced.
Fuku : Like the other Kinmoku senshi, Sailor Starfighter wears the standard sailor collar, halter top, flower skirt, and curly-toed fairy shoes in her signature colour of powder blue. Also in common with her comrades is the studded gold tiara/circlet with a smallish gold star at its centre, as well as the winged star brooch at the centre front of the top, from which dangles a red-orange crystal. As for the more unique aspects of Fighter's fuku, the wide, buckled armbands and choker from the exile fuku are maintained, with the armbands replacing the standard fuku's sleeve-puffs. Similarly, the semitransparent flower-petal skirt is banded at the top by a wide powder blue belt with a fairly substantial gold buckle, sitting a bit below the natural waist and lacking the standard waistband's substantial dip at the centre. Rather than the standard-issue poufy bloomers, Fighter instead wears powder blue hotpants — again, reminiscent of the PVC fuku of times past.
[edit] Connections
[edit] Captains
Amakusa Kenrou : Oh dear. Katsuko respects her elders, she really and truly does, and so she never intends to be rude to Amakusa-san, it's just that she tends to interpret his unfailing courtesy as insincere at best and condescending at worst, and she is wholly incapable of dealing equitably with either.
Ashikaseno Anrui : Anrui is a Nice Girl, but... that's about it. All Katsuko can see is the bright and bubbly everybody's-best-friend exterior, and while that's all well and good in its own place, it utterly fails to mesh with everything Katsuko understands about leadership.
Kansou Rin : Recipe for instant disaster: Rin and Katsuko stuck in an elevator. Or hell, Rin and Katsuko in any social situation without some kind of calming outside influence. One would do something that the other would completely misinterpret, and hostilities would escalate until bloody vengeance became the only possible outcome.
[edit] Terrans
The Terrans are a constant challenge to Katsuko's attempts to respect the job, regardless of her feelings about the person filling it.
[edit] Lunars
No one will ever be able to convince Katsuko that the Lunars don't hold girly slumber parties with makeovers and gossip and "omg best friends 4ever!" on a nightly basis.
[edit] Galactics
Teamwork is an ingrained facet of Katsuko's worldview; nothing worth doing ever gets accomplished by a single person. By all standards Katsuko knows, then, the Galactics, being a faction full of independent individuals, should completely fail to function. They don't. This confuses Katsuko greatly.
[edit] Kinmoku
Mitsu Hanako :
Celeste deVoie :
[edit] Galactics
[edit] Elementals
Crazy Magic Gaijin, the lot of them. I mean, really. Having to hold the line against Forces of Cosmic Evil is bad enough, but making them all insane on top of that? Not. Fair.
