Jungo Torii (
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zodion
✖ CHARACTER:
Name: Jungo Torii
Canon: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor 2
PB/Image: http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/shituri/19691558095/3/tumblr_m194crYoR51rs8xok
Info links: Game info: http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Shin_Megami_Tensei:_Devil_Survivor_2
Character info: http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Jungo_Torii
Canon Point: Day 6, prior to the Hero making his decision on who to side with
Gender & Sex: Physically male, identifies as such.
Age: 19
Birthdate/Sign: Libra, October 16th. His birthdate is canon.
Tattoo: The upper left of his back, about the size of his hand.
Suitability: N/A
Power: I would like for Jungo to retain his ability to summon a demon, whether its through using his old phone with a demon summoning app or somehow through his Zodion one. The demon he would be able to summon is Neko Shogun, the cat samurai. Neko Shogun would only have access to one move, which is Mow Down, a physical attack that can hit more than one person at once. Use of the demon would be limited.
Personality:
At first glance, Jungo is a pretty simple kind of guy. It’s revealed that before the events of Devil Survivor 2 that he made his living as a chef’s assistant. He also made his home in the second story of that restaurant. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t need much. Out of all the characters in the story, he has the least to say, the least to criticize others about. He certainly doesn’t stand out much because of how little he speaks, but he still works hard and never complains about it. He listens to the advice of others and learns from them the best he can, whether it’s Hiro and Otome helping him with a cat or his Chief (the head chef) telling him how to improve on his food. He enjoys the simpler things in life, like picking up fresh nuts off the ground in a park. In a nutshell, he’s a true bro who won’t let a friend down.
How he appears to others, though, is a different story; he leaves a very distinct first impression. With his impressive stature and intimidating, almost wild looks, he stands out and looks like a thug. When he speaks to people, it’s also usually in short phrases. He’s a man of few words, truly. He rarely has a bad thing to say about anyone. His appearance is usually unkempt and his beanie and hair often block one of his eyes from view. He really doesn’t like to over-complicate things. He also has a high tolerance for pain. His in-game stats reflect this, but other scenes do as well. He can handle exploding machines, being stricken in the face...and after, he just picks up whatever he was doing.
Jungo Torii is also physically fit, and he’s very strong. Despite this and the circumstances surrounding the game, he loathes fighting. The only reason he fights, he states, is to stop other people from fighting. Hell, when he’s first introduced, he’s shown stopping people who are abusing their cellphones to summon demons for the wrong reasons. Later in the game, he also takes on a protective role, but he hates it when people fight more than anything else. Nothing hurts him more than people not getting along, and though his idea of fighting to stop others from fighting might seem a bit absurd, it does work out for him in the end. If his friends are going to die according to the death clock, such as Io, he fights harder to protect them. He also will protect animals, too, and he’s much more fierce when he protects anyone.
As the story progresses, he helps out in many other ways as well. He doesn’t like turning others down when they ask for help, nor does he ever ask questions of it. This is particularly true when Fumi decides to experiment on him, hooking him up to an ominous chair and various dangerous activity. Even when shocked or machines explode, he tries again. When things go missing, he looks, whether it’s a cat or someone who might be in trouble. When people are in danger, he fights, such as when Daichi is captured and tied up, leaving Jungo to seemingly fight his way out of a crowd by himself. He never gives an excuse, nor does he complain about it; he’s even fearless, sometimes, it seems.
He doesn’t have very many friends, either, or so it seems at the start of the game. Friends and bonds of any kind are something he holds very dear, though. At one point, despite the fact that the void had pretty much destroyed the world, he mentions that he should thank Polaris for allowing him to make so many friends. When he is someone’s friend, he does like to talk to them often, make sure they’re okay. In one instance, when Airi looks very visibly upset after waving to a departing train, he moves closer to her. In response, she strikes him in the head, but he doesn’t complain. In day 7 and 8, even as they defeat people who oppose them or dislike them, he still considers them all friends. Even Yamato, who had openly stated that Jungo and the others were a cancer, earned his pity in the end.
So, Jungo likes friends, he’s kind of an intimidating guy, and he’s pretty simple at heart. At times, though, he comes across as stupid or ignorant. His social skills are definitely lacking, and he gets confused easily at certain parts in the story. He has these “deer in the spotlight” moments, too; the biggest one occurs when he comes across as an injured cat and doesn’t know what to do. Hiro, the protagonist, has to tell him who to call and Otome, a nurse from JPs, has to tell him what do from there, even if parts of it are common sense. He just doesn’t know how to take care of animals or what to do when someone else is hurt. The way he speaks in simple phrases may leave the impression that he’s like a caveman. Just because he isn’t speaking, though, doesn’t he’s not smart. He might be a bit slow, but there are plenty of points where he demonstrates his intelligence. If brought to the final boss fight, he’s one of the party members who will mention that the number of the enemy’s attacks equal the number of enemies. He does this if you side with Nagoya when prompted for two story battles as well. While he may not be the smartest guy around, Jungo knows how to survive. He knows what he’s doing.
One friend who is especially important to Jungo is Hiro. He listens to what he has to say and respects him as his leader, often asking him for advice. During Jungo’s fate scenes, Hiro helps him learn how to take care of a cat and watches Jungo part with the same cat when he no longer thinks he can take care of her. He’s a man who’s earned Jungo’s respect as a result. He also respects Hiro’s strength and decision making as he takes on a larger role in JPs with each passing day. He’s also particularly close to Airi. Both of them, being from Nagoya, interact pretty quickly when the demon crisis starts and get along well. Jungo clearly cares for Airi as a friend, and he doesn’t mind being hit in the head when he tries to comfort her.
Another person that he becomes close to is Keita, a violent young man from Osaka who fights to push others away. He constantly throws himself at demons, and Jungo is always right after him to make sure he doesn’t get hurt. It’s in these scenes that it’s revealed that Jungo always keeps a calm wit about himself. He’s not apt to rage or getting angry over conversations, and he keeps his cool about himself at all times. More of Jungo's inner feelings are revealed through his dialogues with Keita. As an orphan, Jungo feels some pain from having lost his parents. Keita, too, is an orphan, and he sees a lot of himself in the younger Osakan. The key difference between them is that Keita doesn't believe in friends, but Jungo wants to show him that isn't true; Jungo very much believes in friendship. Jungo knows it's hard being alone, and both he and Keita appreciate solitary lifestyles, but Jungo knows it's worse if you don't have any friends. His relationship with Keita shows that, while at least a little emotionally closed off, Jungo is capable of empathizing with others and helping others grow. By his canon point, even, Keita has been shown protecting Jungo from harm after getting himself involved in dangerous battles.
Jungo Torii is also a man with many, many quirks. He loves animals, to the point where he starts taking care of a cat (also named Jungo) while dealing with the demon situations. He doesn’t know how to care for the cat, though, and starts to feed his feline companion Chawanmushi (an egg custard dish using ginkgo, eaten as an appetizer; his boss says that it’s his finest dish). When the cat is threatened, it’s also revealed that Jungo (the human) is even more capable when someone he knows is threatened--he takes out a whole horde of demons by himself just to protect Jungo (the cat). He’s often pleased with very small things, like finding nuts on the ground or being agreed with or just being talked to or cared for. He offers the same Chawanmushi to people he appreciates, often repeatedly, and when he’s happy he just can’t stop thanking people.
In a nutshell, he’s a simple guy who loves friends and hates seeing people fight. When bonds are breaking, he desperately wants to see them fixed. He gets along well with pretty much anyone, even with his lack of social aptitude. He’s just the kind of guy who gets through life with what he needs and hard work. He’s always to help in a pinch, even if he doesn’t realize how much danger he’s putting himself into. He might be in the background, offering a few words of encouragement, or he might be on the front lines fighting for what he believes in. Either way, he’s doing it without a single complaint, and there’s sure to be a bowl of chawanmushi nearby, waiting to be eaten with a friend...feline or not.
✖ SAMPLES:
"Zodion" First-Person Network Entry:
[So, maybe Jungo isn’t the best with electronics. He has a new phone, and it’s taken him a while to figure out how to use its most basic functions. He’s so used to having a simple cellphone, one with a keypad, not something so touch-sensitive. He’d only seen those on commercials.
It’s held at an awkward angle from his face; at the moment, he appears emotionless.]
So, this is mine? ...It feels expensive. I’ve never used one like this before.
[He tilts the phone, moves it closer to his face as if he’s expecting to something, but nothing does. He had seen those other people using their phones to communicate.]
My name is Jungo. [He pauses, his facial features softening. He tries to smile, but it’s awkward best. The way his tuque covers his eye probably isn’t helping his first impression, either.] It’s nice to meet you all, even if I don’t really understand where I am.
[He doesn’t ask for help. He can figure out things as he goes, he figures, but he does stand. That’s the end of the feed technically, but he slides it into his pocket. He’s forgotten to turn it off. His voice can be heard still, though just barely, as he starts to move.]
I wonder if Jungo is here, too, somewhere. I hope he’s safe.
[He’s referring to someone else, still trying to get his mind wrapped around everything as he shoves his hand into his jacket pocket, accidentally turning off his phone.]
"Zodionlogs" Third-Person Prose Entry: (200 word min)
Waking up in a strange place, near strange ruins was one thing. He had approached them, like anyone else would have done, curious about why he was here. Had he died? He doubted it, his friends would have saved him. Then what? His mind was trying to reach a conclusion, but for the meantime, Jungo moved closer in what he thought was the correct direction. He wasn’t cut out for thinking; he would just handle what came his way. He was already on the lookout for demons, if this were some kind of trick.
He stepped over the water without paying any attention to it. When the water rose suddenly, he stepped back, immediately alarmed. He felt the pain on the back of his shoulder, but he didn’t have time to think about that. He didn’t notice it, he immediately stepped forward and tried to move out of the water. Whatever trickery this was, he didn’t appreciate it.
His body distorted the water as he tried to move through it, completely missing the reflection that was forming behind him, all around him. He grunted, trying to force his way past the stream, uncaring that his clothes were getting soaked. Panicking, he continued to try hard, but even he was forced back to catch a breath and take a look around.
Once again, what he saw confused him. As he regained his breath, hands resting on his legs, he noticed that he wasn’t wearing any clothes in the reflection, that there was the dullest of glows coming from behind him. Straightening, he looked over his shoulder, letting out a strangled cry at what he saw.
A tattoo. Something that he hadn’t had before. Immediately, his hand shot up to where the pain had been earlier. Was that what that had meant? He didn’t want to think about it, so he started to strip off his clothes as the water receded, finally having had shown him. His jacket came off first, then his shirt...and sure enough, though it was hard to see, there was now a familiar shape beneath his left shoulder. He panted, mind racing again. How could someone have done that? Had it been like that when he was out?
Growing frustrated, he moved closer to that box, having almost but not entirely forgotten its presence. He added it to his growing list of questions as he opened the box in front of him.
When had that happened? What did the symbol mean? What did the water mean?
His eyes followed the letters on the page.
How did these people know his name?
Name: Jungo Torii
Canon: Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor 2
PB/Image: http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/shituri/19691558095/3/tumblr_m194crYoR51rs8xok
Info links: Game info: http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Shin_Megami_Tensei:_Devil_Survivor_2
Character info: http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Jungo_Torii
Canon Point: Day 6, prior to the Hero making his decision on who to side with
Gender & Sex: Physically male, identifies as such.
Age: 19
Birthdate/Sign: Libra, October 16th. His birthdate is canon.
Tattoo: The upper left of his back, about the size of his hand.
Suitability: N/A
Power: I would like for Jungo to retain his ability to summon a demon, whether its through using his old phone with a demon summoning app or somehow through his Zodion one. The demon he would be able to summon is Neko Shogun, the cat samurai. Neko Shogun would only have access to one move, which is Mow Down, a physical attack that can hit more than one person at once. Use of the demon would be limited.
Personality:
At first glance, Jungo is a pretty simple kind of guy. It’s revealed that before the events of Devil Survivor 2 that he made his living as a chef’s assistant. He also made his home in the second story of that restaurant. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t need much. Out of all the characters in the story, he has the least to say, the least to criticize others about. He certainly doesn’t stand out much because of how little he speaks, but he still works hard and never complains about it. He listens to the advice of others and learns from them the best he can, whether it’s Hiro and Otome helping him with a cat or his Chief (the head chef) telling him how to improve on his food. He enjoys the simpler things in life, like picking up fresh nuts off the ground in a park. In a nutshell, he’s a true bro who won’t let a friend down.
How he appears to others, though, is a different story; he leaves a very distinct first impression. With his impressive stature and intimidating, almost wild looks, he stands out and looks like a thug. When he speaks to people, it’s also usually in short phrases. He’s a man of few words, truly. He rarely has a bad thing to say about anyone. His appearance is usually unkempt and his beanie and hair often block one of his eyes from view. He really doesn’t like to over-complicate things. He also has a high tolerance for pain. His in-game stats reflect this, but other scenes do as well. He can handle exploding machines, being stricken in the face...and after, he just picks up whatever he was doing.
Jungo Torii is also physically fit, and he’s very strong. Despite this and the circumstances surrounding the game, he loathes fighting. The only reason he fights, he states, is to stop other people from fighting. Hell, when he’s first introduced, he’s shown stopping people who are abusing their cellphones to summon demons for the wrong reasons. Later in the game, he also takes on a protective role, but he hates it when people fight more than anything else. Nothing hurts him more than people not getting along, and though his idea of fighting to stop others from fighting might seem a bit absurd, it does work out for him in the end. If his friends are going to die according to the death clock, such as Io, he fights harder to protect them. He also will protect animals, too, and he’s much more fierce when he protects anyone.
As the story progresses, he helps out in many other ways as well. He doesn’t like turning others down when they ask for help, nor does he ever ask questions of it. This is particularly true when Fumi decides to experiment on him, hooking him up to an ominous chair and various dangerous activity. Even when shocked or machines explode, he tries again. When things go missing, he looks, whether it’s a cat or someone who might be in trouble. When people are in danger, he fights, such as when Daichi is captured and tied up, leaving Jungo to seemingly fight his way out of a crowd by himself. He never gives an excuse, nor does he complain about it; he’s even fearless, sometimes, it seems.
He doesn’t have very many friends, either, or so it seems at the start of the game. Friends and bonds of any kind are something he holds very dear, though. At one point, despite the fact that the void had pretty much destroyed the world, he mentions that he should thank Polaris for allowing him to make so many friends. When he is someone’s friend, he does like to talk to them often, make sure they’re okay. In one instance, when Airi looks very visibly upset after waving to a departing train, he moves closer to her. In response, she strikes him in the head, but he doesn’t complain. In day 7 and 8, even as they defeat people who oppose them or dislike them, he still considers them all friends. Even Yamato, who had openly stated that Jungo and the others were a cancer, earned his pity in the end.
So, Jungo likes friends, he’s kind of an intimidating guy, and he’s pretty simple at heart. At times, though, he comes across as stupid or ignorant. His social skills are definitely lacking, and he gets confused easily at certain parts in the story. He has these “deer in the spotlight” moments, too; the biggest one occurs when he comes across as an injured cat and doesn’t know what to do. Hiro, the protagonist, has to tell him who to call and Otome, a nurse from JPs, has to tell him what do from there, even if parts of it are common sense. He just doesn’t know how to take care of animals or what to do when someone else is hurt. The way he speaks in simple phrases may leave the impression that he’s like a caveman. Just because he isn’t speaking, though, doesn’t he’s not smart. He might be a bit slow, but there are plenty of points where he demonstrates his intelligence. If brought to the final boss fight, he’s one of the party members who will mention that the number of the enemy’s attacks equal the number of enemies. He does this if you side with Nagoya when prompted for two story battles as well. While he may not be the smartest guy around, Jungo knows how to survive. He knows what he’s doing.
One friend who is especially important to Jungo is Hiro. He listens to what he has to say and respects him as his leader, often asking him for advice. During Jungo’s fate scenes, Hiro helps him learn how to take care of a cat and watches Jungo part with the same cat when he no longer thinks he can take care of her. He’s a man who’s earned Jungo’s respect as a result. He also respects Hiro’s strength and decision making as he takes on a larger role in JPs with each passing day. He’s also particularly close to Airi. Both of them, being from Nagoya, interact pretty quickly when the demon crisis starts and get along well. Jungo clearly cares for Airi as a friend, and he doesn’t mind being hit in the head when he tries to comfort her.
Another person that he becomes close to is Keita, a violent young man from Osaka who fights to push others away. He constantly throws himself at demons, and Jungo is always right after him to make sure he doesn’t get hurt. It’s in these scenes that it’s revealed that Jungo always keeps a calm wit about himself. He’s not apt to rage or getting angry over conversations, and he keeps his cool about himself at all times. More of Jungo's inner feelings are revealed through his dialogues with Keita. As an orphan, Jungo feels some pain from having lost his parents. Keita, too, is an orphan, and he sees a lot of himself in the younger Osakan. The key difference between them is that Keita doesn't believe in friends, but Jungo wants to show him that isn't true; Jungo very much believes in friendship. Jungo knows it's hard being alone, and both he and Keita appreciate solitary lifestyles, but Jungo knows it's worse if you don't have any friends. His relationship with Keita shows that, while at least a little emotionally closed off, Jungo is capable of empathizing with others and helping others grow. By his canon point, even, Keita has been shown protecting Jungo from harm after getting himself involved in dangerous battles.
Jungo Torii is also a man with many, many quirks. He loves animals, to the point where he starts taking care of a cat (also named Jungo) while dealing with the demon situations. He doesn’t know how to care for the cat, though, and starts to feed his feline companion Chawanmushi (an egg custard dish using ginkgo, eaten as an appetizer; his boss says that it’s his finest dish). When the cat is threatened, it’s also revealed that Jungo (the human) is even more capable when someone he knows is threatened--he takes out a whole horde of demons by himself just to protect Jungo (the cat). He’s often pleased with very small things, like finding nuts on the ground or being agreed with or just being talked to or cared for. He offers the same Chawanmushi to people he appreciates, often repeatedly, and when he’s happy he just can’t stop thanking people.
In a nutshell, he’s a simple guy who loves friends and hates seeing people fight. When bonds are breaking, he desperately wants to see them fixed. He gets along well with pretty much anyone, even with his lack of social aptitude. He’s just the kind of guy who gets through life with what he needs and hard work. He’s always to help in a pinch, even if he doesn’t realize how much danger he’s putting himself into. He might be in the background, offering a few words of encouragement, or he might be on the front lines fighting for what he believes in. Either way, he’s doing it without a single complaint, and there’s sure to be a bowl of chawanmushi nearby, waiting to be eaten with a friend...feline or not.
✖ SAMPLES:
"Zodion" First-Person Network Entry:
[So, maybe Jungo isn’t the best with electronics. He has a new phone, and it’s taken him a while to figure out how to use its most basic functions. He’s so used to having a simple cellphone, one with a keypad, not something so touch-sensitive. He’d only seen those on commercials.
It’s held at an awkward angle from his face; at the moment, he appears emotionless.]
So, this is mine? ...It feels expensive. I’ve never used one like this before.
[He tilts the phone, moves it closer to his face as if he’s expecting to something, but nothing does. He had seen those other people using their phones to communicate.]
My name is Jungo. [He pauses, his facial features softening. He tries to smile, but it’s awkward best. The way his tuque covers his eye probably isn’t helping his first impression, either.] It’s nice to meet you all, even if I don’t really understand where I am.
[He doesn’t ask for help. He can figure out things as he goes, he figures, but he does stand. That’s the end of the feed technically, but he slides it into his pocket. He’s forgotten to turn it off. His voice can be heard still, though just barely, as he starts to move.]
I wonder if Jungo is here, too, somewhere. I hope he’s safe.
[He’s referring to someone else, still trying to get his mind wrapped around everything as he shoves his hand into his jacket pocket, accidentally turning off his phone.]
"Zodionlogs" Third-Person Prose Entry: (200 word min)
Waking up in a strange place, near strange ruins was one thing. He had approached them, like anyone else would have done, curious about why he was here. Had he died? He doubted it, his friends would have saved him. Then what? His mind was trying to reach a conclusion, but for the meantime, Jungo moved closer in what he thought was the correct direction. He wasn’t cut out for thinking; he would just handle what came his way. He was already on the lookout for demons, if this were some kind of trick.
He stepped over the water without paying any attention to it. When the water rose suddenly, he stepped back, immediately alarmed. He felt the pain on the back of his shoulder, but he didn’t have time to think about that. He didn’t notice it, he immediately stepped forward and tried to move out of the water. Whatever trickery this was, he didn’t appreciate it.
His body distorted the water as he tried to move through it, completely missing the reflection that was forming behind him, all around him. He grunted, trying to force his way past the stream, uncaring that his clothes were getting soaked. Panicking, he continued to try hard, but even he was forced back to catch a breath and take a look around.
Once again, what he saw confused him. As he regained his breath, hands resting on his legs, he noticed that he wasn’t wearing any clothes in the reflection, that there was the dullest of glows coming from behind him. Straightening, he looked over his shoulder, letting out a strangled cry at what he saw.
A tattoo. Something that he hadn’t had before. Immediately, his hand shot up to where the pain had been earlier. Was that what that had meant? He didn’t want to think about it, so he started to strip off his clothes as the water receded, finally having had shown him. His jacket came off first, then his shirt...and sure enough, though it was hard to see, there was now a familiar shape beneath his left shoulder. He panted, mind racing again. How could someone have done that? Had it been like that when he was out?
Growing frustrated, he moved closer to that box, having almost but not entirely forgotten its presence. He added it to his growing list of questions as he opened the box in front of him.
When had that happened? What did the symbol mean? What did the water mean?
His eyes followed the letters on the page.
How did these people know his name?