Name: Masumi Sakamoto

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Role: 1st-year Student

House: House of Evolution, Silvolver

Rank: B-rank

Deck Played: Fluffals/Frightfurs

Ace Monster(s): Fluffal Cat / Frightfur Sabre-Tooth




Faceclaim Name: Kizuna AI

Faceclaim Series: YouTube(?)

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Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 160 cm

Weight: 50 kg

Pretty much what you see here in terms of appearance is Masumi, save for the pink highlight in her hair and bow on her head. She has brown hair that reaches past her shoulders and halfway down her back, blue eyes that are often described as starry, and surprisingly not a blemish in sight. She is skinny yet of average weight for her height, does not have any piercings aside from her ears being pierced, and often changes colors of nail polish “just because”. This appeal has attracted her quite a few “suitors”, yes… But to be honest, not much is going on upstairs anyways, and she’s never picked up on those cues once.



LIKES:

- Cute things/animals
- Duel Monsters
- Old movies
- Comic books
- Concerts

DISLIKES:

- Tests and performing
- Math
- Spicy foods
- The dark
- Mirrors

Masumi (or Marcy, as some call her) is a bubbly, happy-go-lucky young girl. Her optimism and apparent confidence shines brightly as a beacon of joy, though some may find this aspect overly annoying. She embodies the concept of naivety and blind benevolence, often being called childish or gullible… Rightfully so, in fact. Her judgment is extremely lenient to the point that her constantly chipper attitude has earned her a fair share of rivals, enemies, and critics. Headstrong to the point of being reckless, she is stubborn to a fault in her morals and intuition even when it is obviously wrong. She doesn’t seem to mind anyways about the faces: how could she? She’s always got a grin on her face..

Behind the smiles and good times, however, is a scared and self-conscious coward that couldn’t make up her mind if it would save her life. She despises leadership because of the cruel reality of not being able to please everyone. She isn’t so good at serious public speaking or performance despite how cheery she sets herself up to be. Marcy fears about her impression among others, and inwardly convinces herself that everyone she meets can see right through her and see “just how pathetic she really is at everything,'' as she often puts it. While she claims to be very close to her friends, deep down she believes that they deserve better and hides her insecurities. In the food chain of life, she would consider herself a very, very lucky prey to have gotten so far living in a fantasy.



Masumi Satori “Marcy” Sakamoto was born to two up-and-coming tech geniuses living on the outskirts of eastern Silvershine. Bearing the middle name of an older sister lost at birth, she had been the child that always brought mixed emotions to the weary and mentally scarred coders. The child grew up with a comfortable life in the lower-middle class: friends, parties, and everything that her parents did to make ends meet and give their little girl a happy, carefree life. They paid extra attention to her development, almost treating her like a programming project aiming to perfection... Well, until their actual programming project was discovered by the Kaiba Corporation when Masumi was seven, and they were offered low management positions overseeing a group of their development department.

In a heartbeat, both of them accepted. Masumi’s life went from a humble day-to-day life living off of whatever she was given to being catapulted into a much nicer neighborhood, in a much nicer house, and told she would attend a much nicer school. Life was scary to the normally surveillanced girl: her parents were much too busy nowadays to watch so carefully over her, making new friends was difficult, and realizing that she was now a big fish in a gigantic pond left deep insecurities within her that have not healed to the present day. As her parents expected her to attend the school fitting of a child of middle-ranking managers of the Kaiba Corporation, poor Marcy was told to enter a prestigious school in which she had no idea how she would even do. In fact, the concept of Liberta Duel Academy was a mix of exciting and terrifying.

It was at this moment that some… “Problems” became apparent. Masumi loved Duel Monsters, that was unmistakable: however, she had always been a subpar duelist, and never had any semblance of strategy. Her parents felt pressured for her to succeed, but at the same time never could be hard on their daughter. As such, on her 14th birthday, she was allowed to choose a deck aesthetic on the condition that her parents helped her build it. In less than two minutes of searching, she found her answer in a card catalogue: of all the monsters on display, “Fluffal Cat” caught her eye. Marcy, being the naive and uninformed soul she was, had no idea what this deck actually did. It was a mix between cynically hilarious and borderline sad when she cried her eyes out after being shown how to “Fusion Summon” by going to town with “Edge Imp Sabres” on the poor thing.

Though it felt like practical trauma to watch that happen to the adorable plushie monster, Masumi was confident enough to remember a few small card combos to bring out her Fusion monsters. Even so, the entrance exams were fast approaching, and her parents were getting more and more worried. Their daughter had enough enthusiasm and drive to win, but none of the concrete improvement they had been expecting. Reluctant to let it end there, her last night before the entrance exams had gone by, and she went off to the Liberta Duel Academy to give it a go for real. After almost a year of hardcore practice, one would expect her do to at least SOMEWHAT decent, right?

...Wrong. Masumi flunked the written exam, and lost all three proctored Duels. Her stage fright got the better of her, and all semblance of competence went right out the window. The Sakamotos didn’t even need to ask when she came running home crying: they already knew what had happened. The marks on her results card were extremely low: one proctor even questioned if she had even picked up a Deck before. It was THAT bad. The poor girl was heartbroken, and those dreams she had of becoming a professional Duelist felt impossible after such a crushing defeat. For the next few days, she would just shamble around the house with this empty, miserable look on her face, grab food, and retreat back to her room to stare at her desk cluttered with the Fluffal deck.

It pained the Sakamotos to see their child this way. Masumi’s parents spent days writing the school, trying to get connections through work, anything to overturn the verdict and give her another chance. It was only two weeks later that their efforts had bore fruit. It was a rematch: she could duel the same proctor that graded her the harshest, and if she won, she would be granted admission under strict probationary standards. Masumi herself accepted the duel, and came with her parents to the Liberta Duel Academy…

And she won with a perfect game: not a single Life Point lost. It seems that the time sulking in her room gave birth to a long self-reflection process, in which she had studied the deck top to bottom. There were still rookie mistakes being made, but her style held so much vigor and aggression when she got serious that there was no mistaking it: if she could tap into that “zone” again, she belonged there. The admissions office decided to admit Masumi Satori “Marcy” Sakamoto on one condition: if she fails one semester, she would be expelled without debate. The one-hit wonder(?) herself was oblivious to this condition, and celebrated her admission without a care in the world.

And so she was admitted as a B-rank student in the Silvolver house. Her parents thought it best for her to stay at the dorms instead of commuting every day, thinking exposure to prodigy Duelists might kickstart an epiphany in her to put her onto the track for the big leagues. All the while, Marcy carries on with a blissfully ignorant grin that she’s one butchered exam away from losing it all.