#jericho lore

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awesome question. I got excited and drew this..

Jericho is a devil fruit user! She acquired the Tori-Tori No Mi Model: Vulture several months before she began working for Galley-La as a recycler.

Generally, Jericho isn’t much of a fighter. She’s physically weak, and violence isn’t within her, even in defence of herself and others - she’d sooner find a way to flee. She finds solace in her weakness, to be cared for by others, and she finds a genuine deep pride in lacking physical strength as it’s a trait of her mouse-kin race.

This zoan form grants its user the ability to fly with wings, a long neck, talons and beak.

[Minor Wano spoilers below]

Jericho would also come to find, when sent to collect Guernica’s body, the Vulture zoan had… a unique ability, to say the least, deriving from the instinct of the carnivorous animal.

The consumption of a carcass is likely to occur for the user of the fruit when in close proximity to such. Once consumed, the fruit grants at least half of the power/energy from the carrion depending on how fresh the carcass is. This is not something Jericho knew, until it happened.

It can be said Jericho is cursed with a power she doesn’t want, a power she never anticipated to feel within her fragile bones. It’s like she’s filled with venom, but with no fangs to distribute it. About 75% of Guernica’s powers had transferred to Jericho’s body, but with such a frail cadaver and no fighting skills, it’s rendered as utterly useless. Even if she did train to use the power, to fight, the power would work against her, harming her internally.

If Jericho was a normal human as opposed to a genetically modified piece of mouse meat, the devil fruit would be highly powerful.

Hello! I must start by saying, I don't expect anyone to be well-versed in my oc-lore. I like to write about it in a way to archive my ideas, and if people are interested or curious, that's a bonus! Jericho didn't like feeling like a 'patient in care' when living in the Revolutionary Army HQ. She was rescued from a community service prison (now abbreviated as a BMBD by the RA, Black Market Business Directory, where prisoners partake in 'community service', but are actually rented out as pawns for criminal activity and any other other services that brought in money) after it was discovered she was being preserved to be eaten. (The discovery of Jericho's fate also initiated the investigation into the BMBD as an illegal establishment) Her, uh, mentor? Named Rabba Dakki (my OC) Recommended her to board on at Galley-La, his mate Iceburg wasn't open to just anyone, of course, but Jericho offered her unique skills in up-cycling to Iceburg (as opposed to ship building and carpentry.) An opportunity to save materials, and in turn save money. That's good for any company, so at the expense of providing her accommodation in his office, Iceburg took Jericho on board as head of recycling. Well, she was the only one working in recycling, so. You know. She's the head of it now, I guess. Good for her. The job was perfect for her, she was able to provide hands in a team based environment whilst still remain in her own solitude. A little recycling ward, scraps piled and organised by material, screws and lids in little boxes. Wood was often mended with screws or reduced to woodchip to repurpose, ready for use for carpenters. Not one piece of wood went to waste with Jericho around! Her own little kitchenette, complete with a kettle and teabags; a huge wash basin she built herself to clean dirty materials and tools (she spent a lot of time inspecting complicated, seemingly mundane structures at the BMBD prison, the pipes of the public showers were exposed, so she was able to fully understand it's mechanisms). A textile suite, usually for repairs of ship sails, but Galley-La workers would sometimes deposit torn garments there.

Jericho loves the process of up-cycling, taking junk and transforming it into something to adorn the surroundings or something useful. It surrounds her life, incorporating it into her own habitats. Though, she can be very stubborn about throwing away items that still have use in them, like a 10 year old pillow that is yellowing from sweat: "Well, it is still comfortable for sleeping, is it not?" A lot of her rooms furnishings are mismatched and clash slightly with the variety of patterns, she isn't fussy, but the final image as a result in this is somewhat charming. Her furniture is an accumulation of second hand items, things she has found in scrap heaps and bits she just can't let go of no matter how battered and destroyed. Possibly a minimalists worst nightmare.

TLDR:

jericho's main word is: resourcefulness

she hates wasting things

she hates getting rid of things that are still functional just because they no longer suit an aesthetic

of course, this ties into her being a vulture (devil fruit), they eat the scraps of animal fall, they're naturally resourceful creatures

she believes every scrap has another use!! and she will find a purpose for a piece of junk to serve!

(extra) she's not keen on opulence, she much prefers rustic, simple, maximalism. to her, opulence gives the impression of needless luxury