Mizudori Teion
From MahouMUSH
| Mizudori Teion (Scenesys ID: 103) (ACTIVE?: No) | |||
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| "In Soviet Tokyo, BASS DROPS YOU!" | |||
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| Name: | Mizudori (Jin) Teion | AKA: | Bass-chan |
| Gender: | Female | Theme: | (OC) Beat Defenders |
| School: | Seishou Public | Grade: | 10 |
| Clubs: | Computer Music Club (Suspended) | Age: | 16 |
| Factional Information | |||
| Faction: | Unaffiliated | Groups | N/A |
Profile
The delinquent youngest child of a former boy-band pop idol and a British folk punk pioneer, Mizudori Teion spent her life in the long shadow of her parents and siblings. Now powered by the friendship of her teammates and the blessing of the Beat, Mizudori abuses the low pass on her magical built-in subwoofer as Bass-chan of the Incandescent Subsonic Defenders of Time, Space, and Deafening Bass!
Skills
Famous Family, Long Shadow, Stubborn DIY, Cool Parents Aren't Cool, Politics At Breakfast, Rebel Girl, Deservedly Bad Reputation, Objects To Having Nothing To Object To, Scenester
Vital Trivia
Height: 5'2"
Blood Type: O
Birthday: N/A
Likes: Dubstep, shock value, loud noises, explosions, kittens, frappuccinos
Dislikes: Indecision, hipsters, corporate bubblegum pop, school uniforms, rules
Favorite Food: Konpeito
Least Favorite Food: Beets
Favorite Subject: Music theory
Least Favorite Subject: Yes
Logs
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| Title | Date | Scene Summary |
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| Storm of the century number forty-five. | December 4th, 2016 | A great storm overtakes the city, created by four of the clow cards. Can the gathered magical forces fight it off? |
| As We Know It | June 24th, 2016 | It's the end of the world. |
| Shaky Foundation | June 17th, 2016 | Kurota and Mizudori are reunited after spending months grounded after running away to America to keep the band together when their vocalist's family moved. Nagihiko and Temari are treated to an impromptu concert, and both Mizudori and Kurota find Nagihiko exceptionally pretty and this, and Mizudori's weird affectionate behavior, are both supremely confusing for poor Kurota, Edgelord of the Keys. |
| Hole in the Ground | December 6th, 2015 | Ataru and Naota run into a noisy rude but also nice Beat Defender!? |
| Spectacles, Test Paper, Bodyslam, Watch | November 11th, 2015 | Daisuke cleverly manages to make it look like an accident when he runs into Mamoru to see why Usagi said not to touch the guy. The problem is, he finds out why Usagi said not to touch the guy. |
| Minami Mart! We have wh-*MASSIVE DROP* | November 6th, 2015 | Haruna Kurosawa and Mari Katsu got pick up snacks! Then Bass-chan and Keys decide to hold an awesome Dubstep concert without city permission and break windows! Cure Victory and Cure Gull and Sailor Moon try to stop the MUSICAL MAYHEM. |
| Art Criticism | October 20th, 2015 | Cure Gull, Bass-chan, Sailor Moon, and Ikuto fight Oresky, who is upset about losing a children's art contest. |
| LANGUAGE WARNING: Jerks | August 19th, 2015 | The Beat Defenders at work, ladies and gentlemen. |
| Amazing Heroics | August 19th, 2015 | The Beat Defenders defeat a Dumpster Youma (ok its not really a youma) |
Cutscenes
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Background
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Mizudori Teion was born Mizudori Jin, the daughter of a pop-idol boy band vocalist and a British folk punk pioneer, both of whom had lucrative and shiningly famous careers in the late seventies and early eighties, and both of which retired from the public eye just before the modern sound of j-pop ascended to the forefront and began its own journey of popularity. She's the youngest child of four, and her older brothers and sister already did everything that could possibly be done to try and rebel against the most easygoing and lassaiz-faire rich parents in the history of parents, and already paved over the rough spots that finding an identity could create. Her eldest sister is a former Takarazuka otokoyaku star who is semi-retired as an actress but composes for it and has a zillion musical side-projects as hobbies, her other sister is a valedictorian summa cum laude theoretical physics major stay-at-home mother of two whose husband is a minister at their local church, and her brother is married to a businesswoman and is a schoolteacher who writes and records folk music and draws an adorable manga in his spare time.
With a family like that, Mizu was left with a huge gaping question mark instead of a dream, instead of something she could do that she'd be interested in that would get a reaction from ANY of them that was something other than cheerful encouragement for accomplishments in fields they'd already mastered. She was left with a lot of talent and no actual sounding board, no valid criticism, no way of finding out if she was actually doing well objectively. She was left with enormous boots to fill, and no phases to go through that didn't have the opportunity for hand-me-down clothes. She kept trying, and kept trying, but nothing was new, nothing was hers alone. She was even taken BY HER MOTHER to get her first tattoo when she was TWELVE.
She was left with nothing to call solely her own, no wall she'd be writing on first.
For the longest time, she didn't even have friends she could count on: everyone she met that seemed to share interests or be very friendly or lovely or kind? They actually just wanted to be her friend because of her parents' or siblings' fame, or because she was rich -- and when they found out that rich and famous parents didn't mean all the newest toys all the time, or that being her friend wouldn't make them rich or famous, or that her parents kept the media away from their children and they wouldn't be in the gossip rags for being friends with her, they left. Later on, in middle school, she started to misbehave: she tried bullying but didn't actually like making people miserable, so settled for breaking rules left and right and getting other kids to follow her. Cherry bombs in the school toilets, smoking in the girls' bathroom, doing drugs behind the gym, stealing things from classrooms, breaking into stuff, tagging, being a general ne'er-do-well-- and of course, always trying to find a louder noise, a more obnoxious but still musical Thing To Do that she could be good at all herself. She went through genres and instruments like most people go through clean socks.
...and then she met Kurota and Akino, and she finally found a form of musical self-expression neither her parents nor her siblings had touched, that aggravated a lot of people, that took a lot of technical skill and rattled her skull when done correctly. This had the benefit of getting her off of drugs and various forms of super self-destructive behavior and leaving just the kinds that only lead to trouble if you're caught, except she still smokes if she's nervous. After ruining the A/V club and the electronic music club's equipment by blowing out the circuits three times, they were forcibly shut down by the school and started a band instead, naming it after their late, lamented Computer Music Club: 'The Foundation of the Production of Sick Beatz', AKA 'The Foundation'. By the time they were in their first year of high school the three were playing gigs in clubs around Tokyo.
Her chosen form of expression may not piss her parents off (hell, when she told them she wanted to change her last name to Teion - 'Bass' - they signed every damn paper she needed for it to get done), but external validation is a magic all its own, and she's finally starting to believe some of the praise they heap upon her; real friendship with like-minded people who can be counted on to give you crap if you're out of line? That's a godsend, and is even more important to validation than external praise. It still annoys her that her parents think it's cool that she goes out on school nights to play dubstep in a gas mask until three in the morning, but she IS still a teenager.
With a family like that, Mizu was left with a huge gaping question mark instead of a dream, instead of something she could do that she'd be interested in that would get a reaction from ANY of them that was something other than cheerful encouragement for accomplishments in fields they'd already mastered. She was left with a lot of talent and no actual sounding board, no valid criticism, no way of finding out if she was actually doing well objectively. She was left with enormous boots to fill, and no phases to go through that didn't have the opportunity for hand-me-down clothes. She kept trying, and kept trying, but nothing was new, nothing was hers alone. She was even taken BY HER MOTHER to get her first tattoo when she was TWELVE.
She was left with nothing to call solely her own, no wall she'd be writing on first.
For the longest time, she didn't even have friends she could count on: everyone she met that seemed to share interests or be very friendly or lovely or kind? They actually just wanted to be her friend because of her parents' or siblings' fame, or because she was rich -- and when they found out that rich and famous parents didn't mean all the newest toys all the time, or that being her friend wouldn't make them rich or famous, or that her parents kept the media away from their children and they wouldn't be in the gossip rags for being friends with her, they left. Later on, in middle school, she started to misbehave: she tried bullying but didn't actually like making people miserable, so settled for breaking rules left and right and getting other kids to follow her. Cherry bombs in the school toilets, smoking in the girls' bathroom, doing drugs behind the gym, stealing things from classrooms, breaking into stuff, tagging, being a general ne'er-do-well-- and of course, always trying to find a louder noise, a more obnoxious but still musical Thing To Do that she could be good at all herself. She went through genres and instruments like most people go through clean socks.
...and then she met Kurota and Akino, and she finally found a form of musical self-expression neither her parents nor her siblings had touched, that aggravated a lot of people, that took a lot of technical skill and rattled her skull when done correctly. This had the benefit of getting her off of drugs and various forms of super self-destructive behavior and leaving just the kinds that only lead to trouble if you're caught, except she still smokes if she's nervous. After ruining the A/V club and the electronic music club's equipment by blowing out the circuits three times, they were forcibly shut down by the school and started a band instead, naming it after their late, lamented Computer Music Club: 'The Foundation of the Production of Sick Beatz', AKA 'The Foundation'. By the time they were in their first year of high school the three were playing gigs in clubs around Tokyo.
Her chosen form of expression may not piss her parents off (hell, when she told them she wanted to change her last name to Teion - 'Bass' - they signed every damn paper she needed for it to get done), but external validation is a magic all its own, and she's finally starting to believe some of the praise they heap upon her; real friendship with like-minded people who can be counted on to give you crap if you're out of line? That's a godsend, and is even more important to validation than external praise. It still annoys her that her parents think it's cool that she goes out on school nights to play dubstep in a gas mask until three in the morning, but she IS still a teenager.
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