Application for Teru Mikami from Death Note

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((This application was approved by the other Death Note muns. Contains spoilers for the end of the series. More ooc information inside cut.))

((Mikami is taken from the final volume/episode, right after he writes everyone's name down but before finding out that the notebook he has is fake. This was purely so he'd know who Light and Near are.

He has the shinigami eyes. If he looks at someone's face, he can see their name and remaining lifespan. He probably won't mention this out loud, but if your character is dead, immortal, using an alias or has some other weirdness going on, please leave an OOC note so I can have him react to it. Thanks.))

He flung open the door of the Sorting Room, the manic grin on his face quickly vanishing as he realised that something was wrong. This was not the warehouse. This was not where he'd expected to be. More importantly, it wasn't where God had instructed him to be.

Unless this was a part of the plan he hadn't been told about, which was possible. God had never spontaneously transported him anywhere before, but that didn't mean it wasn't within his power. Or maybe this was the work of the enemy Nate River. Mikami hadn't been told anything to suggest that he had this kind of power, but it wouldn't be wise to rule it out completely.

The Notebook was still in his hand. He hastily slipped it into an inner pocket of his coat, disguising the gesture by taking his glasses out of the same pocket and putting them back on. He felt more secure with them anyway, even though he didn't need them to see any more.

Now, where was he? He looked round the room, keeping his expression carefully blank. There was a table in the centre of the room, with a quill and a sheet of paper resting on it. He walked over, and read the first question.

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?

He frowned. "Emmenthal, I suppose, but what does that have to do with anything...?"

He trailed off as the quill stood up and began writing down his words. Well, he'd already known there were supernatural forces at work here. This just confirmed it.

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?

...were they mocking him?

It could be a test. If God was still unable to move freely he might send a message this way, using the apparent absurdity of the question as a smokescreen. Or it could be a trap set by his enemies, waiting to see how Mikami would react, what he might give away. He'd have to be cautious.

"I'd like to make it clear that I have no intention of committing murder." Perfectly true. Execution wasn't murder. "But in the hypothetical event of my having to choose, Carrottop. Barney at least aspires to some educational value."

3. What time is it where you are?

He answered without looking at his watch. "1:34 pm." And at least forty seconds, by now...

4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.

For a second, for just a second, Mikami's neutral expression vanished, shock and disgust and rage all at once twisting his features. He shut his eyes, breathing deeply, forcing himself to regain control. It was vital that he didn't show weakness. This was clearly the work of God's enemies, a deliberate attempt to provoke him, and a reaction like that would play straight into their hands.

(but how dare they, how dare they insinuate that he would do that, he was God's right hand, he was pure and righteous and chosen and they were the ones who...)

"I would not," he answered, voice quiet but cold, "ever commit such an act. And I have no idea who this 'Albus Dumbledore' is." But by the sound of things, he'd earned his death.

5. If you are pushing to be in:

A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.

"...I don't drink." Moving on.

B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.

"I don't know who any of those people are either. And I'm not interested in their personal lives."

C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.

At least this one seemed to have a sensible answer. He frowned. "Either your job is one that simply requires you to deal with constant paperwork, or you're hopelessly inefficient and don't have a proper routine for managing it. Or both. Either way, I suggest you stop whining and get on with it."

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.

He smiled, briefly, a strange, distant look in his eyes. Oh, he was far from useless. God had seen how he'd fought for righteousness, how he'd been taunted and humiliated and abused and never, never given in, and he had come to the earth to purify it, to eliminate all the scum who thought it their right to harm the innocent. And out of all Kira's followers God had chosen him, chosen Teru Mikami to help him in his work. God had granted him divine power...

He couldn't put that on the form, of course.

"I'm a sucessful prosecuting attorney." He paused, and when he spoke again his voice was different, softer, genuine passion in his words. "I have dedicated my life to the pursuit of justice."

6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.

He didn't bother trying to hide his anger this time. This was ridiculous. "Given that your organisation is so blatantly corrupt, I rather think I don't want to be here. In any case, all I have on me is my wallet, my cellphone, and a pen." And the Notebook, but he'd write his own name in it before he gave that up.

"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _Teru Mikami_
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _Teru Mikami_.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _Teru Mikami_.
One day, marmalade justice will rule the world. _Teru Mikami_"

"Now, would somebody please explain to me where I am?"

Comments

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

The smile vanished. "Safer?" He suspected he knew what the response would be.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"I fixed it," A said in a sing-song tone. "Made him stop. Made him never ever do it again." He giggled.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"Ah..." It was suddenly quite difficult to breathe. He loosened his tie a little, but that didn't help.

"I... think I understand."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhhhh," A sucked in a breath. "Do you, do you? I told him and told him, so many times, and he never, never... but now he can't. And if he tries..."

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

Softly, "Yes. I do."

He'd looked away, but at the last few words his gaze flicked up again. "He's still -" Best not to say "alive", even now. "Still around?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A grinned.

"Oh, you'll know him. When you see him, you'll know him. When you see his hands."

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"His hands?"

He wasn't sure how he felt about that. Whoever he was, he had evidently deserved what he got. Mikami had no sympathy for bullies. But the grin was worrying. Obviously, he'd never looked in a mirror while he was using the Notebook. And mere mutilation wasn't likely to be effective, anyway. Not as effective as deletion.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"He can't hold things very well any more, can't grab so very well. His fingers only count up to eight now, yes yes..." A giggled again.

He would have been happy to kill B if that was possible here. But he'd broken his mind very nicely, if inadvertently.

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"I see..." Yes, the giggle was quite disturbing. Mikami found himself taking a step back.

"In my experience, that sort of thing doesn't put them off for very long." Not that he'd ever chopped anyone's fingers off, but the point remained. They could be quite ingenious.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Then," A said, still smiling, "Then it would be his hands. He won't touch me, no, won't touch anyone else. I won't leave him anything to touch with."

He'll cut off whatever he needs to.

"Or I could make him something special to eat."

What with the foxglove, monkshood, and jimson weed in the greenhouse, A could whip up a hell of a salad.

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He looked around before he spoke, making sure no one was listening. There didn't seem to be anyone within earshot, and he leaned closer to the boy, lowering his voice.

"Those who are determined to do evil," he murmured, "are very hard to discourage. You have a garden, don't you? So you know that... when there are weeds, they must be uprooted completely."

It was a risk, of course, but he didn't think this was a trap. The boy ...frankly didn't seem capable of lying like that, and in spite of his unnerving mannerisms, Mikami felt a great deal of sympathy with him. He knew how it was to suffer that way. So few people understood...

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

For all his flakiness, A was brilliant; the metaphor certainly wasn't lost on him.

"You don't know this place yet, no. You'll find out. Those kinds of weeds can't be uprooted here. It doesn't work. After all," he grinned again, "so many of us were dug up already."

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He blinked rapidly. "Are you telling me... no one dies here? Is that...?" What happened to you, he nearly said, but caught himself in time and finished "...some kind of magic too?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"It would have to be magic, wouldn't it? No one can die here. It can't happen." Although if only L would let him, A would make Light wish he could.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"It would. Of course." He tried to compose himself. "That must make things... complicated."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"But there are spells. Very useful. I've been learning, been practicing. And it's not as easy for him to hold a wand now."

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"No, it wouldn't be..."

He mentally cursed himself for such an inane remark, but it was all he could think to say. His mind was racing. No death... Was that why he'd been brought here? To keep him from using the Book? But the boy had thought it was random...

He realised he'd forgotten something. "I'm sorry, I don't think I got your name..." It wasn't too much of a slip that he hadn't asked before, was it? After all, he had a lot on his mind.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A's a little fuzzy on social niceties anyway, and he's used to disorientation from new arrivals.

"I'm A." Not much as names go, but it serves him just fine.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

"Just A?" Clearly an alias, even if he hadn't been able to see the real name, but it didn't arouse his suspicions too much.

"Mikami. But you know that, if you've read the form."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Attempted Alternate, if you wanted to be formal." A trace of sourness there; A had progressed enough to be resentful.

"Yes. Mr. Mikami, yes, I read the form."

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He raised his eyebrows. "That's an... unusual name." More of a description. But then, so was the name he could see. "I take it you'd prefer 'A'."

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"It's always been A. I've never been anything else."

Although there had been some significant changes lately to what it meant to be A.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

He nodded. "Then I'm pleased to meet you, A."

Vote: Hufflepuff

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. It is good to meet you." A smiled, inclining his head. "Yes, I think you're suited to Hufflepuff, it, it's a good enough place to be."

Even if A greatly preferred living in Ravenclaw.

Re: Vote: Hufflepuff

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

He smiled again. "Thank you. I'm glad to hear it."