Alyssushi

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[creates ideal feminine self on picrew for the umpteenth time]

**Alyssushi** 「アリスシ」(formerly **Ikasushi**) is the creator of The Sushi Cult, a resident of musical lesbian hell, and a hopeless, parasitic, defective excuse for a human being.

Previously known for her dedication to art and uncompromising style of action, Sushi has since stagnated into an empty husk who drifts aimlessly in and out of reality, feeding off of the emotions and personalities of others. She can be found procrastinating and wallowing in self-hatred at the top of Crystal Peak after completing the optional Green Light side-quest.

**For:** BanG Dream! Girls Band Party, trans rights, tight hugging, frilly dresses, heels, secularism, cold temperatures, warm milk, ORAS switch ports (please)

**Against:** US history, the horny, violence, getting dirty, skill-based action games, anything made by Apple, the second law of thermodynamics

* Favorite color: Any shade of purple
* Favorite food: Strawberries
* Zodiac: Virgo ♍
* Sexuality: Asexual lesbian
* Education: Idiot School, Degree in Applied Stupidity and Self-Loathing
* Element: Iridium (#77)
* Weapons: Roselian chainsaw, chemical sorcery

## Game Data

### Overview

**Type:** Ghost/Psychic

**Abilities:** Run Away, Friend Guard

**Hidden Ability:** Soul-Heart

**Base Stats:**

### Analysis

While Sushi's very high special attack and rare hidden ability set it up to be offensively powerful, a very limited attack pool leaves much to be desired. Its typing also makes it extremely vulnerable to Shadow Sneak and Sucker Punch, rendering it completely ineffective as a sweeper. Consequentially, Sushi's only viable role is to act as support setup in double battles, mostly through Aurora Veil and Decorate. While Wish and Milk Drink give options for self-recovery, Sushi's very low base HP and aforementioned flimsy typing make longevity difficult. Ultimately, Sushi takes an interesting typing and ability and squanders their potential through a wholly incompetent move pool. Though its base stats may sound viable on paper, Sushi is really just defective. This places it solidly in the Never Used tier.

## Mind Dungeon

Sushi's Mind Dungeon consists of five stages and can be accessed after reaching Floor 55 of the Spire a total of 95 times.

### Act One - The Surreality

*Welcome to the surreality.
You don't know how you got here, or how long you've been here for. Actually, you don't seem to know anything.
What is this place? You don't know. It feels real but also... doesn't.
Was there something you wanted to come here for? It's probably not important. And if it is, you would have failed anyway.
You try to think about what to do next, but can't. Why? You don't know. You just can't.

Is there anyone else here? You scan the full emptiness around you. Maybe there is, maybe there isn't.
You feel like time has stopped, even though you know full well that it hasn't.
Is this just a dream? Will you wake up feeling completely normal, whatever that means? It's probably too late o think about that.

Is someone calling for you? You can't tell what they're saying, if they're saying anything at all.
It's all just background noise anyway... but for what? There is nothing in the foreground.

You close your eyes, then open them again.
Countless objects slowly float past you. You can tell what each of them is in the moment, but as soon as they're out of sight, you can't seem to remember.
This continues on for what may well be an eternity. This cosmic nothing, this distraction, this stagnant drift.
You stop struggling and come to accept it. There is nothing here, but there is nothing besides here anyway.

At some indiscernable point in time, your surroundings begin to gradually fade into something else.
You don't notice it at all, until the transformation to the next stage is complete.*

Surreality Theme (Ambient) - Crystal Peak

Surreality Theme (Spiral) - LEO

### Act Two: The Stage

*Spread out before you is some bizarre colloid of a concert hall, a drama theater, and a live house, but nothing like any of them.
The audience spreads out endlessly in every direction. Are people watching? It's too dark to tell, yet blindingly bright at the same time.
You feel like there should be something or someone here. A giraffe? A set of speakers? A flyer, a door, a tape position marking?

You get the feeling that you wanted this for a very long time. You reached, wished, strived for this summit.
Something to do with a phoenix, a banana, or maybe a star-shaped guitar...?
Well, as it turns out, you're simply not fit for this. You have everything you need, yet in the end you have nothing.

You don't shine. You have no wings. You've run away by staying put.
The curtains fold, the nonexistent lights dim, and the stage vanishes.*

Stage Theme (Ambient) - *None*

Stage Theme (Spiral) - That's Why I Gave Up on Music

### Act Three: The Ghost Garden

*You find yourself in a massive garden surrounded by a ghostly fog. It doesn't seem sinister or hindering... only ambient.
The plants growing here are unlike anything you've ever seen before, yet they seem somehow familiar.
Though the flowers and vines and leaves swirl into countless rainbows, the whole place feels very purple. A faded, ethereal purple.

You reach out and touch the nearest flower- a perfect rose. Your hand passes right through it.
A deep marimba note resonates and the rose twists itself closed, reversing its bloom.
It's not shriveled or wilted. It's just... spent.

As you try to touch other flowers, they exhibit the same behavior, becoming necromantic husks as you make un-contact.
With each plant, a unique note plays. Maybe they form some kind of melody, but finding out would probably require disrupting the whole garden.

Somewhere in this botanical vault-graveyard-collection lies a large potato field.
There are no potatoes, but you can tell that this area is (or was) meant for growing potatoes. There should be potatoes here.
At one point, there were many, many potatoes here. You're sure of it. But now... now there is nothing.
What happened?

The air temperature drops suddenly and the once-clear fog becomes a befuddling swarm. Before you know it, the garden is gone.*

Ghost Garden Theme (Ambient) - Ghost Garden

Ghost Garden Theme (Spiral) - Trapped in the Past

### Act Four: The Ice Palace

*The terms "mansion" and "palace" are not adequate to describe the grandeur of this elegant monstrosity.
Everything is made of ice. Not a cold, rugged, gray-blue ice. An elegant, sparkling, crystalline ice that reflects light like delicate diamond.
...Is it really even ice?

You explore the labyrinth of rooms. The decor is extravagant and perfect. Every tiered filigree chandelier sparkles gracefully and geometrically.
It's all so impossibly perfect and beautiful.
You wonder if the ice would shatter if you pushed too hard, but everything is so complex and orderly that you can't bear the thought of potentially breaking something.
Everything is so very, very pretty.

However, the place is completely empty. There is no sign of maids or chefs or any other staff anywhere, yet everything is in impeccable, pristine condition.
Something is definitely not right here. Does this ice palace somehow ignore the second law of thermodynamics (and all other laws of thermodynamics, for that matter)?

Nothing looks to be functional- just cold and hard, but extremely beautiful. Absolutely perfect, too perfect.
An ice piano draped with jeweled lace, but incapable of producing sound. Ice doors etched with elaborate spiraling patterns, but unable to be opened.
You're really not sure how to feel about this place.

You arrive at the end of a hallway in the uppermost floor. There is a door here that, unlike every other door, is open.
Inside is a giant closet filled with elegant clothing, neatly sorted and flawlessly displayed.
Frilly gothic dresses, flowing ball gowns, ornate party gloves, high angular heels.
What is most special about this room, however, is the fact that all of the clothes are not static ice sculptures. They're actual clothes.
They may not be at all practical to wear, but they are not made of ice.

After some time, you reach the end of this infinite hyperfantasy and climb one last flight of stairs to reach the final act.*

Ice Palace Theme (Ambient) - Sparkling Rain

Ice Palace Theme (Spiral) - Fantasy Hell Asteroid

### Act Five: The Purity

*This is where things really begin to fall apart.

In stark contrast to what came before, you find yourself in a bare room.
You're not sure how large the room is. It's large enough to not feel cramped, and small enough to not feel extraneous.
There is nothing at all in the room. No objects, no color, no decoration... just blank white.
Despite this, it doesn't feel at all empty. It feels pure, controlled, and orderly. Most of all, it does not feel overwhelming.

At the far end of the room floats a mysterious figure. You're not sure why or how, but you know without a doubt that this figure is female.
She is dressed completely in pure white, matching the room. Her long black hair oscillates freely, as if with a mind of its own. You can't seem to make out her face.
She appears to be completely silent and calm, yet you get the feeling that she has been waiting for you.

As you begin to approach her, her hair manifests into eight tentacle-like waves.
Suddenly, one hair-tentacle lashes out and binds tightly around you. The figure speaks in a soft-yet-imposing voice:

"im sorry. please dont leave."

The hair-tentacle is not uncomfortable or disgusting or, god forbid, lewd. It actually feels warm and soft, like some insane version of a hug.

"i am terrible. please forgive me."

More hair-tentacles swish over and envelop you. You have no idea what is going on.

"im so very sorry for everything."

The white void walls split open and a cacophony of chaotic dark energy floods into the room. The purity gives in to the corruption.

"i am just... defective."

END*

Purity Theme (Ambient) - *None*

Purity Theme (Spiral) - Venom

## Quotes

* "hnng cute"
* "why am i so defective"
* "minato-san, don't turn me into marketable plushies"
* "rebellion sucks"
* "BURNING UPPP"
* "sorry sorry sorryy"
* "i apologize immensely"
* "im so sorryyy"
* [some other variation of sorry]
* "revue of anxiety"
* "why cant time just stop"
* "corrupt corrupt corrupt heart"
* "sorry for bothering" / "sorry for not having interesting things to say"
* "rinko shirokane. that is all"
* "why are the lyrics to daylight so relatable"

## Trivia

* She hates herself. Also, she's terrible. Did I mention that she's terrible and hates herself?
* Favorite Pokemon (in no particular order): Lapras, Poipole, Torchic, Chandelure, Nihilego, Jirachi, Alcremie
* Due to limitless apathy, procrastination, and hopeless yearning for a tangible personality, she checks/updates this wiki page much too often despite no one caring about it
* Owns a drumset which she feels perpetually guilty about having, and also plays marimba (best instrument)
* Casually lowkey highkey kins Mahiru Tsuyuzaki (read: is prone to hopeless clingy jealousy)
* Constantly decaying and in desperate need of a hug
* Is pathetically unable to initiate and sustain a meaningful conversation
* This trivia section is probably definitely completely pointless
* The variance of sentence structure/punctuation in this trivia section greatly unsettles her, but it's preferable to starting almost every bullet point with "she" and making everything sound awkward with periods

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