Berri is, as noted, psychically inclined. Her powers include weak telekinesis, suggestion powers, and most importantly, rather potent telepathy. She can read your mind. In fact, for particularly strong thoughts - things that you're actively thinking about, mental focuses, that sort of thing - she can't HELP but hear it.

Imagine listening to conversation in a busy street square, except instead of actual conversation, it's people's innermost thoughts. Now, before, she had ways to block this off, most notably by assuming a non-Psychic form. However, she's come into contact with the Fourth Wall, and has lost control of her powers to a degree there.

So, chances are, Berri can read your brackets as good as any of the other fourth-wall victims, if they're inner thoughts. (She can't read OOC comments like the others, though.) HOWEVER, there are several things to note.

  • Firstly, Berri's 'reading' power has become erratic, unpredictable. While there were only a few characters (inorganic creatures, Dark-type pokémon or creatures made entirely of darkness and/or shadowstuff) that she couldn't read before, it's now possible that she can't read normal people at all. If you want to be excluded from Berri's reading, please comment here. I will take it on a case-by-case basis otherwise, and may end up bothering you about it here and there.
  • Conversely, if you want Berri to be able to hear you even when she's in human form, or even if you fit one of the otherwise 'forbidden' groups, feel free to say something here. It'll likely make her feel even more uncomfortable and could potentially lead to awkwardness fun.
  • Finally, if there's anything I missed on this subject, feel free to hit me up on AIM, journal PM, or on any given HMD post; I'm always eager to listen, and waffles are delicious.
meng_huan_myuu: (yo quiero taco bell?)
While this Mew has been through a lot - both in canon, in headcanon, and in game - she still does have a rather consistent voice. Or so I hope. How is she doing? Is she bugging you? She's not touching youuuu~

If you have any problems or questions with my OOC demeanor or Berri's characterization, feel free to drop me a line here! Comments are screened and anonymous commenting is enabled, though it's easier to know there's actually a problem if I know who has it.
meng_huan_myuu: (i used to wonder what transform could be)
Mostly because memes but also because derp.

meng_huan_myuu: (i can see foreverrrrr)
Notes about canon/headcanon/AU seperations: In the game universe, things went like a slightly less optimistic twist on the first anime. Scientists discovered Mew (whom the pokedexes at that time hinted was the 'ancestor of all pokemon', Team Rocket captured it, and experimented on her. Eventually, this led to Mew's clone, Mewtwo, who was designed as a weapon of war but rebelled and escaped. This much is canon.

Headcanon simply expands on a few ideas - what "ancestor of all pokemon" entails, why humans discovered and captured her, what other experiments were done, and how something would act after going through trauma like that.

Other revisions have been appended onto the app itself.
meng_huan_myuu: (> aura sphere)
Player Name: Sword
Player Contact: [ profile] kataranisword, [personal profile] swordianmaster, Bahamut725 @ AIM

Character Name: Mew (alternately "Experiment #151", came to be known as "Berri" in her time at the game)
Canon: Pokémon (Nuzlocke-themed Fire Red AU)
Game Transplant: Ink City
Original App: First App and later re-app (The later app is more in-depth, and is an actual proper app - the first 'app' is there mostly for historical significance)
Game Summary: Originally designed as a mere dressing room for characters from cartoon canons, Ink City was exactly that - a cartoon city not entirely unlike Toontown from Who Framed Roger Rabbit. It was at one point overseen by an inkblot Mayor and his twin paintblot sister, who later left the city in the hands of a ghostly artist/doctor and a comically oversized guard. All in all, the game is your standard jamjar fare - new arrivals awaken bursting out of the ink fountain (referred to as 'the well') in the center of town, which also serves as a 'respawn point' when they die. Much like other jamjars, there is no escape from the setting. Instead of bringing possessions with them, characters actually brought their homes with them when they arrived, or some other place of residence.

Similarly to the fence in We The Lost, three sides of the city and neighboring forest are surrounded by an impenetrable ring of mountains that serves as a quite literal "fourth wall". Touching the "wall" would prove quite hazardous to a character's sanity, forcibly making them aware of their fictional nature in some traumatic fashion, ranging from visions of the character's universe being destroyed by their canon's cancellation to being capable of 'hearing' the OOC pose brackets.

All in all, it is a game that embraced metafictional roots and playing around with tropes - at times, muns themselves would end up finding loopholes to insert themselves into the game for a brief time, even - that also explored what happens when you mix slapstick violence and whimsy with more serious repercussions. The game is ongoing, but many of the original creators have moved on. As of such, many of the earlier themes are rarely touched on any more.

How long was your character in Game: 14 months first run, 2 months second run

History of Character in their Game: A Story of a Mew and a City, in Two Parts.

How did they change from their canon personality wise (Second attempt): Mew was already pretty emotionally damaged before she had even come into the city. The knowledge that pokémon training wasn't going to go away any time soon was a heavy burden on the legendary's mind. Throughout her time in the city, she continued to brood and contemplate the balance between life and death, to the point of a personal obsession with it. She started off well enough; Dot's initial act of kindness towards her did help slightly, proving that others could show compassion, and meeting Ren Hoek and Bass gave her reminders that her life outside of the city was still worthwhile - playing pranks on the chihuahua reminded her of some of the good to be had in just enjoying life, and helping Bass through his own troubles gave her a chance for personal redemption in her own eyes, given the navi's similarities to Mewtwo.

All of the early healing was quickly outweighed by the revelation of Trevor's experimentation on others in the city, however. Past traumas and bottled rage all burst out and sent the Mew into a breakdown, though she regained her lucidity just in time to see the consequences of her actions - a collapsed skyscraper and at least five people dead at the insistent actions of Bass, the one who reminded her so much of her past.

Despite the violent outburst, she had never seen herself as a killer before. However, her actions directly led to the death others, even if the fate she had planned for Trevor was technically worse... somehow the knowledge that she was responsible for the loss of life weighed heavily on her - heavily enough that she tried to distance herself from anything and everything, though she failed. Crmsn's compassion was contagious, and before long she started to settle into a new life, trying to pretend she had done nothing wrong. Had it been just to hide, though, Berri would have clearly let another Mew take the fall when they appeared in the city.

In fact, the thought weighed on her mind for a while. Even when she took the first step of accepting her blame, it was in private, to the person she wronged intentionally. Naturally, she was scorned and brushed off by her intended victim, leaving her without a proper direction to go. It was only through Crmsn's encouragement that she took the next step and admitted her fault publically about a month later.

With as much as Crmsn helped her, it was only natural that she grow fond of him. It was just as natural that when she learned about his fight with lung problems, she frantically sought out help to cure his condition. After all, there was no telling what death with a pre-existing health problem would do, in the city. However, in her panic, Berri hit her second break, once again somehow connected to Dot Warner. She had looked a little too deep into her mind, and saw more death and horror in its wake, nightmares that the girl had been suffering from. Wrongly blaming herself for those nightmares, her progress was once again unraveled and she started seeking escape from the city, deathly afraid of the pain that she was causing others - and the pain that she was enduring as well.

In some ways, it was a good thing. In order for the Mew to heal in any appreciable fashion, she had to be broken further, first. The wall did that. Thanks to the metafictional powers of the city's wall, she ended up with the consciousness of two other Mews in her body - Mews that were similar in some ways, but decidedly different pokemon, living different lives. Unlike proper split personalities, they were completely aware of each other, and often granted 'dominance', control over the body. In fact, the two alternate 'personalities' were almost entirely in control for a few months afterward, with the proper "Mew" just watching, and hiding.

With the help of that split, she was able to slowly piece together what had been broken. One of her other selves started to grow closer to a half-dragon they were living with, showing her what it was like to properly nurture a child, as opposed to simply trusting nature to take its course and only getting angry at the results. The other started to flirt around with Ren, reminding her again that she actually enjoyed being a tease and a prankster sometimes. Even with the hardships she faced afterwards, Berri always had a support network - both in her own mind, and out of it. Over time, she even met a few pokémon trainers that treated pokémon as friends and companions, warming her up to the idea that not all of humanity was bad... she just had a bad first impression. Slowly but surely she was getting better, though she still had a tendency to brood about things on the roof of a house.

Learning about the nature of the city, though, both through the wall and through the actions of others, actively worked against that healing. She knew deep down that not only was she not real, but that she was dancing on somebody else's strings. That even her pain wasn't actually anything more but a source of pathos. Thus, instead of proper change, she managed to build up layers of denial towards many of her problems, even picking up a few bad habits. She took up smoking to see if she could draw the ire of her best friend, spent more and more time with Ren in order to drown her sorrows in manic hedonistic displays of violence and gluttony, and actually became almost as abrasive as she was when she first entered the city. Her other selves kept her from falling too far, but just barely.

And then she disappeared from the city when the wall broke. She returned home and suddenly everything was the same except her... and nothing that she had managed to fix had followed her. It was only a brief time, but it was enough to jar Berri out of her self-induced denial bubble before she came back.

When she arrived the second time, many of her means of coping were all but gone. Neither alternate personality was around any more. Ren had fallen into a deep sense of stagnation from being in the city longer than she was, and their conversations seemed more distant and detached. Even Crmsn was starting to worry about his family and growing deeply homesick. The city as a whole seemed to be a much gloomier, less energetic place than before.

Even when her knowledge of the metaverse was forced open again, it didn't bring those other selves she had come to rely on, only migraines from the stress of that knowledge, and the very realizations that she had been denying before. She didn't break down from all of it, though she did start to grow weary, numb inside. She had hurt for so long, and it was all due to her own actions... actions that something else dictated. The only natural progression was to try to stop feeling. Even then, she clung onto Crmsn as her last bastion of sanity and happiness for as long as she could until she just... left. Like so many others would.

How did they change from their canon physically (Please explain what caused it to happen): On the outside, Berri didn't change much. She crafted a proper 'alternate' human form for herself when she went into hiding after the incident with Trevor (any similarities to Nana from Elfen Lied are entirely "coincidental" - read: because her mun thought that was a hilariously ironic PB), and the setting changed her physical makeup in the same way it changed everyone's - her blood is now actual ink, and should she ever die, her body will dissolve into an inky puddle within minutes. There were also distinct changes to how her powers worked, which will be touched upon further below.

Powers: Berri is a psychic-type pokémon, and has the powers that come with that. Notably, she has low-level telekinesis (enough to allow her to float in the sky and move around objects with the rough relative strength of a normal fifteen year old schoolgirl) and free usage of Transform with provisos. A fairly in-depth rundown of her normal powers within Ink City is here. It should be noted that, due to the nature of Wishes, she will have her ability to Transform initially removed; should she desire to take other forms, it is only fair that she earn the right like anyone else in the game.

Addendum - Telepathy: Berri's mind-reading is in an 'always on' state - while it does take focus and concentration to delve deeper into a person's mind, the uppermost thoughts of people are just as audible to her as actual speech. She's learned to mostly tune it out, though in a smaller, quieter setting it will naturally be harder to do such. What this means is that she can potentially comment on peoples' thought-brackets as if they were actually said. HOWEVER, there are several loopholes to this:
  • One, Berri can't hear everyone. Mechanical entities (robots, AIs, Transformers, and other such characters) are completely unreadable, as are most Dark-type pokémon and shadow-oriented creatures. (As an example, Berri couldn't hear the thoughts of Teddie from Persona 4.) In addition, skilled psychics (or Psychic-type pokemon) have usually trained themselves to shield those thoughts reflexively, making it so that she doesn't pick them up. Finally, Berri's telepathic powers are restricted in the other direction, as well - purely mechanical creatures can't hear her, nor can certain forms of impenetrable darkness.
  • Two, in addition to fracturing her personality, her experience with Ink City's wall left heavy interference in her telepathic powers. As of such, instead of being a constant source of crowd noise, it's instead more like a scratched-up CD or a radio on the fritz - while some things get through just fine, others are nothing but inaudible static. As of such, her telepathy very clearly works on permission rules now, meaning I will either ask permission privately or get it on Berri's permission post.
  • Finally, her telepathy follows the same rules as her pokémon moves - namely, she can't hear it when she's in a human form. It's still around if she's in the form of another pokémon, however.

Possessions: Berri will not bring anything with her; she lives light, and pragmatically.

Please provide three samples from your previous game, at least one will have to be third person with context:
Sample One: Having had Trevor Goodchild's experiments on others in the city revealed, Berri spends several weeks lurking in the airvents and plotting this progressively more psychotic revenge. And then she broadcasts the results anonymously. Pleasant. (Warning: Mild torture, gore and reactions to such. I consider this two parts of the same 'sample'.)
Sample Two: The touching of the "Fourth Wall", after several months of mental self-abuse and drama.
Sample Three: In trying to get her mind off her migraines after her return, Berri starts watching Crmsn's old intimate 'home videos' and finds a rather unusual blackmail tape hidden amongst them.
Extra Samples Four/Five: Happier times with Ren
meng_huan_myuu: (i caught a bad case of the deads)
Mun Name: Sword
Journal: [personal profile] swordianmaster
Contact Info:, Bahamut725 @ AIM, [profile] kataranisword
Other Characters: None. Been a long time since I could say that, huh?

Name: Mew (Also known as "Berri" or "Experiment #151")
From: Pokémon (Very slight AU, closest to Fire Red/Leaf Green gameverse)
Appearance: Still really pink. Human form bears a resemblance to another anime character.
Age: Roughly three to four thousand years, only "aware" of the last two hundred years
Gender: Female
Personality: On the surface, Berri is a troll, a prankster, and generally does or says things to get a reaction. It's not hard to see that most of her good cheer is a facade, however; not far below the the surface is a very broken, unstable creature. She hates humanity with a fervor that borders on the genocidal, and the few legitimately good humans she has met have caused her to second-guess herself, turning some of that hatred inward. At the same time, she's still a mother - the mother - and those maternal instincts will kick in if she meets someone (non-human) who has lost their way or needs support. As long as they can put up with her unstable state, Berri will prove to be loyal to the end.

During her last stay in Ink City, contact with the Fourth Wall caused her psyche to fracture; while the damage was noticable, it has since calmed down into only a mildly severe case of moodswinging - While she does have multiple "selves" in her head, they're all aware of one another and have settled into variations on the original form. At times, her trollish, playful nature won't be a mask, and at other times, her maternal instincts will be stronger than normal. Typically, this has become a defense mechanism to keep her from having more of her rage outbursts.
Backstory: Mew was the original, the progenitor. Together with Arceus, she mothered all natural races of pokémon, from the tiniest Joltik to the largest Wailord. Then, like many dieties, she rested. Her place of dwelling for those thousands of years was an island in the middle of the ocean, one later known as "Birth Island". However, that slumber ended in a poor manner - she awoke to find that humans had asserted their place as the dominant species, enslaving all manner of pokemon far and wide in devices known as "pokeballs", forcing them to battle each other to settle their own petty squabbles. Knowing she had to protect her children, Mew set out to free them from their oppressors.

She started small, freeing individual 'mon, teaching pokemon to better defend themselves against human attack. When that proved too ineffective, she went for a slightly more ambitious goal - confronting humans themselves about what they had done. Unfortunately, the humans she found were members of the Silph Company, the world's largest producer of pokéballs and a corporation with ties to Team Rocket. Mew was promptly captured and taken to Team Rocket for extensive testing and experimentation. During this time she gave birth, the child dubbed "Mewtwo" by her captors and taken away to undergo genetic alteration and brainwashing to make him complacent and willing, unlike the legendary pokemon that mothered it. Everything from her body to her DNA was pulled open and put back together again, used to create objects known as "Technical Machines", as well as consistent attempts to clone her leading to a race of creatures known by humans as "Ditto".

After almost a decade of hellish torture and experimentation, she managed to escape once more. No longer did she hope for saving pokémon kind, instead wanting to flee back to Arceus's side and start over. However, Arceus had sealed itself away where not even she could reach. Unable to escape the problem and unable to come to terms with the hopelessness of things, she finally snapped.

Not long after, she ended up in Ink City. During the year she spent there, she made friends, and started to realize that not all humans treated pokemon with such hatred as she first saw... and she made her share of mistakes along the way, as well, including attacking a human with intent to torture (and getting a fair number of people killed in the process) and touching the Fourth Wall.
Moral Standing: All over the board. After her first visit to the City, she's settled on a more generally good morality, wanting to repent for what she has done and fix things in ways differently than she attempted with Trevor.
Dreams: Mew wants the freedom of pokémon kind, for them to be liberated from humanity's grasp. At the same time, she wants to punish those who created such a violent system to begin with.
Fears: As before, what Mew fears most is being experimented on like she was when she first reached out to humans. As of such, she's avoidant of a lot of science, and will be downright terrified of medical equipment.
Extra: A brief overview of what is and isn't within Mew's power.
Samples: Pretty much everything under her old tag.
Writing Sample: She was back. She didn't know how, or why. She also didn't know why she forgot about the place when she left. But as soon as she saw the ink on her paws, the memories came flooding back. Getting shot by that cat-man, the first show of friendship shown by Dot. Meeting Bass. Cutting open Trevor Goodchild, and the 'rescue' attempt that ended up with the blood of Dot's brother on her paws. Trying to escape, running into the mystical wall in the city. Her attempts to even herself out again. Crmsn, Ren, Saft, Kat, Ren, the Kratt Brothers, Ren...

The chihuahua had always been there, in his own way. She missed him. She missed everyone, and she never knew. She'd... lost her mind, back home, but here, the lucidity was almost painful. Why had she come back? Why had she left in the first place? How long was she gone? Did she know anybody that was there? The questions pounded at her head like a jackhammer, and the small pokémon found herself sitting at the edge of the fountain, torn between insane, broken laughter and bitter, hurt tears.

There was never a way out, was there? This was what she had to endure, this was the penance for her crimes. For existing. Once more, Berri pulled her tail in front of herself, watching it drip off her tail... it was blood, here. The blood she was coated in, that made her who she was... but blood nonetheless. For almost an hour, Berri sat, watching the ink drip off her tailtuft, only to dip it back in the well and watch it drip anew. Eventually, though, she pulled herself up into the air, taking the communicator with her and starting off into the sky. She had to find someone she remembered, and from a higher vantage point she saw the Tortuga docked not far from Crmsn's house still... if she was lucky, Ren would still be staying there...

CR Chart

Oct. 16th, 2011 03:25 pm
meng_huan_myuu: (forgive me child for i have sinned)
A key:

☠: You're next. (Dislike/Hatred)
☣: I don't trust you... (Aversion)
♫: You're fun to mess with! (Friendship)
★: I won't let anyone harm you. (Family/Love)

As typical with CR memes, more of a particular symbol shows stronger feelings of that sort. Each 'emotion' has a maximum limit of 5 - At L5 Dislike, chances are you are a lifelong vendetta, at 5 Love, chances are you're implicitly trusted, that sort of thing.

Multiple symbols portray complex emotions, obviously.

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meng_huan_myuu: (horns holding up the halo)
Mun Name: Sword
Journal: [ profile] swordianmaster
Contact Info:, Bahamut725 @ AIM
Other Characters: None in this game

Name: Mew
From: Pokémon (Very slight AU, closest to FR/LG game universe)
Appearance: Nobody can decide if a Mew looks like a cat or a fetus or a kangaroo or a kangaroocatfetus, but everyone can agree that Mew is very, very pink.
Age: At least several hundred years
Gender: Female
Personality: On the surface, Mew is a carefree, playful spirit that loves nothing more than games, pranks, and jokes. She seems largely avoidant of humans, but those that are pure of heart will be approached more readily. That is all a facade, however... below that mask, there's a hurt, jaded mother, one who has watched her children get hurt again and again and forced into battle against their will...
Backstory: Let me weave you a fairy tale...

Moral Standing: Really hard to place, particularly involving humanity. For the most part, she acts a solid Chaotic Neutral, doing whatever seems fun at the time. However, she harbors a deep-seated hatred for what humanity did to her and pokémon kind, and makes it fairly clear that she wants them to suffer as she has. She seems to forget that often, though, more interested in fooling around or trolling people than vengance. If you don't bring it up, she'll more than likely suffer an attack of Attention Deficit Ooh Shiny.
Dreams: Mew wants the same thing any mother would want - for her children to live happy, healthy, productive lives. That her children are all of Pokémon kind... well, that doesn't change much, though it makes it more complicated. Past that, she's prone to bouts of nostalgia, wishing she could undo the mistake that started everything and go back to Birth Island...
Fears: Ultimately, what Mew fears most is being experimented on like she was when she first reached out to humans. As of such, she's avoidant of a lot of science, and will be downright terrified of medical equipment. She's also got a minor fear of the dark, but it is muted enough that it is not difficult to overcome in desperate situations.
Extra: A brief overview of what is and isn't within Mew's power.

Samples: Poor Mew; stuck in a bunch of cheesy AMVs using Linkin Park with practically no good unaltered video footage on the net. Perhaps more childish than I'd play this, but... about as random.
Writing Sample: It had been a long day. Sure, it started out fun - waking up in an ink and paint fountain, spending a few hours just playing in it... but then she read the sign right outside. She was in a new place. The mixed emotions were still raging through her mind - she could be safe here, but she also couldn't help any other pokémon. And if someone found her, they'd probably do the same thing way back when.

So she had kept to the shadows and just explored.

She was a vagrant to begin with, so her journey in the strange new ink city was one of 'where should I sleep' as opposed to 'where is my home'... and by the time the sun had started to set, she had managed to find a peaceful tree on the outskirts of the forest. She liked forests, and this one was no exception... but something nagged at her. Chewed at the back of her mind like a trapped animal trying to free itself.

This forest wasn't safe; she didn't know why or how, but she knew deep inside herself that sooner or later she'd have to move on.
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Quirky nature

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The list of Pokémon that Mew is NOT the ancestor of )

Transform rules )

meng_huan_myuu: (linefais time)
Many, many years ago, a girl lived on an island.

Nobody knew about this island, and all that lived on it had lived there their entire lives. Some would have considered it a true Garden of Eden. All that was asked of the residents was to stay.

But the girl did not want to stay. The girl wanted to see the world, to explore what the world was like over the vast expanse of ocean.

So she ran away. The island tried to keep her there, but she forced her way through turbulent storm and roaring waves, pushing harder and harder until finally... she broke through the barrier seperating her from the outside. She was free, but in exchange, she could never return to the land of her birth, the world she once called home.

The girl didn't care. She was happy to explore the world. And explore she did. She learned that the rest of the world was created by a grand king, that the king had lesser servants that governed time, space, the land and sea... seeking providence, the girl sought an audience with the king. As he ruled over a realm with no subjects, the king was pleased for the company. Being the first he had spoken to that was not of his own blood, the king grew enamored with the girl, and bedded her for many nights in a row, filling the realm with her children, giving himself a kingdom to truly rule over.

After a while, though, the girl again began to grow restless. She fled the providence of her suitor, seeking to see yet more of the world. There, she found a strange new culture. This culture was steeped in a magic so arcane her mind could not wrap around it. They enslaved those she called her children, and laughed mirthfully as they ordered their slaves to fight to the death. When she approached the people of this culture, they did not enslave her. Instead, they imprisoned her and used their magic to violate every last bit of her very being. She was used to power artifacts that taught her children moves of destruction and suffering. She was abused to gauge how well they had brainwashed her children.

Finally, this culture, unsatisfied with even her, made another out of her body, a magical copy. But this copy was flawed, and did not have the restraint that the girl herself had. She still saw it as her child, but it held all of the hatred she herself had grown to have in her heart. As of such, she watched her newest son as he reduced this culture to cinders. But he, too, was enslaved eventually, calmed and seen more as a mistake to learn from than a child to teach.

There was nothing more that the girl could do. Having had everything she ever was totally shattered like glass, she ran. She ran as fast as she could, for her home.

But her home would no longer have her.

Some say that the girl never quite recovered her mind.
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