December XX, 20XX
The fall of Humanity has torn the country apart. Emotions have run rampant, Hate and Despair's names written in block letters on 'WANTED' tattered posters made of fear.
When Arrya discovered that her emotions were the most potent weapons in her arsenal, she also discovered the potential of Greed, for Greed was the one who clouded her eyes and drilled a deep, empty hole in place of her soul.
Arrya honed her blade of Greed in the fears of others, sharpened it on Hate and Despair, and pointed it in the face of Love itself. And when the jet-black feathers of Love fell to the earth, those who had nothing to lean on but Love himself were forced from hiding, shoved into uniform and ordered into conformed ranks.
It was upon a pedestal made from the backs of her stooped Army that Arrya crowed her victory, claiming that the War was to soon be over, and the Crown were to be hers.
Little did she know, was that the true War was yet to begin.
December XX, 20XX
The fall of Humanity has torn the country apart. Emotions have run rampant, Hate and Despair's names written in block letters on 'WANTED' tattered posters made of fear.
When Arrya discovered that her emotions were the most potent weapons in her arsenal, she also discovered the potential of Greed, for Greed was the one who clouded her eyes and drilled a deep, empty hole in place of her soul.
Arrya honed her blade of Greed in the fears of others, sharpened it on Hate and Despair, and pointed it in the face of Love itself. And when the jet-black feathers of Love fell to the earth, those who had nothing to lean on but Love himself were forced from hiding, shoved into uniform and ordered into conformed ranks.
It was upon a pedestal made from the backs of her stooped Army that Arrya crowed her victory, claiming that the War was to soon be over, and the Crown were to be hers.
Little did she know, was that the true War was yet to begin.
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Name: Ruchiru
Gender: Female
Species: Kitsune
Personality: Ruchiru is an endlessly naive and happy "young" girl. Despite having lived for centuries, she likes to pretend that the world is truly a happier place than it seems. Ironically, Ruchiru does not understand "love" due to her past. Ruchiru is rather clumsy too, and is almost always seen doing something to get her into trouble. It's actually a miracle that she's alive and completely unscathed.
Ruchiru can get surprisingly cynical without realizing it. She expresses these sort of thoughts and actions when she is put under pressure. But she's usually sweet, if not a little mischievous despite what is often said about her kind.
Peeves/Habits: Ruchiru curls up in a ball when she sleeps. She growls too, without realizing it.
Description: Ruchiru appears to be young girl with fox ears and a tail. Her hair used to be snow white with red markings, but she dyed her hair and tail partially purple to cover up these markings. She has large canines and retractable claws.
Height/Weight/Build: 4'3 with long muscular legs but an otherwise thin build.
Eye color/Pupil: Lavender
Skin tone: Porcelain white, but its usually covered up using a sort of tan body paint.
Ancestry: Unknown
Accent: None
History: As with many kitsunes, Ruchiru was expected to be a trickster. But the others of her kind were disappointed to discover that she was too kindhearted and clumsy to really do anything properly. Amaterasu, a respected figure, took pity on her and sent her out in the human world where she would hopefully be safe.
Ruchiru was initially bad at living in this world and she would wreck havoc without meaning to, so Amaterasu moved to the world with her to watch over her. She would give her cinnamon buns every time she managed to get throughout the day without setting everything on fire, thus starting Ruchiru's love for cinnamon buns.
Family: Her "older sister," another kitsune named "Amaterasu."
Girl/Boyfriend/Spouse: Asexual, not looking for a partner.
Friends/Enemies: A Yokai who goes by an alias of "Aiko."
Clothing/Gear: Ruchiru wears what seems to be a standard highschool outfit that is heavily enchanted to withstand whatever dumb thing she happens to be getting into. This includes a white collared shirt, a black tie, a black suspender skirt, black heels (for "stepping on people who steal her food"), black gloves, and black thigh high stockings.
Tied to her right thigh is a small multi-purpose pouch for holding whatever weapons Ruchiru has stolen. She shrinks cinnamon buns and stashes them there sometimes. As a result, her right thigh always smells like cinnamon buns.
Weapon: Ruchiru can generate fire and sometimes lightning, but it never, ever ends well. Her best skill is shapeshifting, if she can control it. She is expected to be capable of more skills when she grows older.
Because she... pretty much makes everything around her die when she uses her powers, Amaterasu gave Ruchiru a large, glistening sword that has a blade made of enhanced silver. There are several red roses attached to its hilt.
If it ever came to it, Ruchiru has... a giant meat cleaver with a horned handle to use. It's stored at her apartment most of the time. Please, for the love of god, do not let her use this thing. She will literally cut everything in half. She doesn't even know what it is.
Strengths: Ruchiru has no trouble killing things in an explosive, fiery, and sometimes with electricity whatsoever. She can shapeshift into a manner of different things.
Weaknesses: Ruchiru has incredible difficulty controlling any power that isn't shapeshifting, and even that is a case-by-case situation. She is hindered by her naiveness and blindness to the true cruelty of the world. Not to mention, she's awful at anything that's not setting everything on fire and giving hugs.
Current residence/hideouts/places they go often: Her apartment, her sister's cave, and the underworld.
Name: Ruchiru
Gender: Female
Species: Kitsune
Personality: Ruchiru is an endlessly naive and happy "young" girl. Despite having lived for centuries, she likes to pretend that the world is truly a happier place than it seems. Ironically, Ruchiru does not understand "love" due to her past. Ruchiru is rather clumsy too, and is almost always seen doing something to get her into trouble. It's actually a miracle that she's alive and completely unscathed.
Ruchiru can get surprisingly cynical without realizing it. She expresses these sort of thoughts and actions when she is put under pressure. But she's usually sweet, if not a little mischievous despite what is often said about her kind.
Peeves/Habits: Ruchiru curls up in a ball when she sleeps. She growls too, without realizing it.
Description: Ruchiru appears to be young girl with fox ears and a tail. Her hair used to be snow white with red markings, but she dyed her hair and tail partially purple to cover up these markings. She has large canines and retractable claws.
Height/Weight/Build: 4'3 with long muscular legs but an otherwise thin build.
Eye color/Pupil: Lavender
Skin tone: Porcelain white, but its usually covered up using a sort of tan body paint.
Ancestry: Unknown
Accent: None
History: As with many kitsunes, Ruchiru was expected to be a trickster. But the others of her kind were disappointed to discover that she was too kindhearted and clumsy to really do anything properly. Amaterasu, a respected figure, took pity on her and sent her out in the human world where she would hopefully be safe.
Ruchiru was initially bad at living in this world and she would wreck havoc without meaning to, so Amaterasu moved to the world with her to watch over her. She would give her cinnamon buns every time she managed to get throughout the day without setting everything on fire, thus starting Ruchiru's love for cinnamon buns.
Family: Her "older sister," another kitsune named "Amaterasu."
Girl/Boyfriend/Spouse: Asexual, not looking for a partner.
Friends/Enemies: A Yokai who goes by an alias of "Aiko."
Clothing/Gear: Ruchiru wears what seems to be a standard highschool outfit that is heavily enchanted to withstand whatever dumb thing she happens to be getting into. This includes a white collared shirt, a black tie, a black suspender skirt, black heels (for "stepping on people who steal her food"), black gloves, and black thigh high stockings.
Tied to her right thigh is a small multi-purpose pouch for holding whatever weapons Ruchiru has stolen. She shrinks cinnamon buns and stashes them there sometimes. As a result, her right thigh always smells like cinnamon buns.
Weapon: Ruchiru can generate fire and sometimes lightning, but it never, ever ends well. Her best skill is shapeshifting, if she can control it. She is expected to be capable of more skills when she grows older.
Because she... pretty much makes everything around her die when she uses her powers, Amaterasu gave Ruchiru a large, glistening sword that has a blade made of enhanced silver. There are several red roses attached to its hilt.
If it ever came to it, Ruchiru has... a giant meat cleaver with a horned handle to use. It's stored at her apartment most of the time. Please, for the love of god, do not let her use this thing. She will literally cut everything in half. She doesn't even know what it is.
Strengths: Ruchiru has no trouble killing things in an explosive, fiery, and sometimes with electricity whatsoever. She can shapeshift into a manner of different things.
Weaknesses: Ruchiru has incredible difficulty controlling any power that isn't shapeshifting, and even that is a case-by-case situation. She is hindered by her naiveness and blindness to the true cruelty of the world. Not to mention, she's awful at anything that's not setting everything on fire and giving hugs.
Current residence/hideouts/places they go often: Her apartment, her sister's cave, and the underworld.
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Name: Amatsu
Species: also kitsune
Personality: not strong socially and often spends her time isolated from the world. She's more book smart that street smart. She often stays quiet, and it is rare for her to even let out a peep. She's more mature than most people, and can stay calm during the most stressful of times.
Habits: n/a
Description: her age is unknown, but she looks like a young adult. She's tall, and very thin. Her skin is pale, and her dirty blonde hair is tied in two long pigtails. Her clothes vary almost every day in order to keep her identity a secret. Like most kitsune, she happens to have fox ears and a tail the same color as her hair.
Family: not known, but theories say that her friend who goes by "Cherish" is somehow related.
Friends: a young neko named "Cherish" a more mature dog girl named "Coco", and Coco's younger sister, "Raine"
Clothing: in history, she's known to wear the color yellow, but not much is known about her clothing style, for she varies it daily.
Weapon: born with celestial mana, but needs to charge it frequently, depending on how much she uses. Can look into the past, and if she focuses really hard, she may be able to catch a glimpse of the future. Not much else is known, for she's rarely found.
Strengths: Amatsu classifies herself as "book smart". She's very wise and her deduction skills are through the roof. She's also mastered controlling her mana, so it doesn't go out of control.
Weaknesses: she is not "street smart" and her social skills are not strong either. Though her friends are encouraging her to put herself out there a bit more, she often declines, although deep inside, she wants to be known.
Locations: (some of these are in my universe I'm not done creating so don't judge >~<) Often visits her hometown, the "Animal Domain", but her main location is Ann isolated island called the "celestial realm"
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Name: Amatsu
Species: also kitsune
Personality: not strong socially and often spends her time isolated from the world. She's more book smart that street smart. She often stays quiet, and it is rare for her to even let out a peep. She's more mature than most people, and can stay calm during the most stressful of times.
Habits: n/a
Description: her age is unknown, but she looks like a young adult. She's tall, and very thin. Her skin is pale, and her dirty blonde hair is tied in two long pigtails. Her clothes vary almost every day in order to keep her identity a secret. Like most kitsune, she happens to have fox ears and a tail the same color as her hair.
Family: not known, but theories say that her friend who goes by "Cherish" is somehow related.
Friends: a young neko named "Cherish" a more mature dog girl named "Coco", and Coco's younger sister, "Raine"
Clothing: in history, she's known to wear the color yellow, but not much is known about her clothing style, for she varies it daily.
Weapon: born with celestial mana, but needs to charge it frequently, depending on how much she uses. Can look into the past, and if she focuses really hard, she may be able to catch a glimpse of the future. Not much else is known, for she's rarely found.
Strengths: Amatsu classifies herself as "book smart". She's very wise and her deduction skills are through the roof. She's also mastered controlling her mana, so it doesn't go out of control.
Weaknesses: she is not "street smart" and her social skills are not strong either. Though her friends are encouraging her to put herself out there a bit more, she often declines, although deep inside, she wants to be known.
Locations: (some of these are in my universe I'm not done creating so don't judge >~<) Often visits her hometown, the "Animal Domain", but her main location is Ann isolated island called the "celestial realm"
There I'm done FINALLY
Standing in front of Arrya was a what looked like a rather disgruntled fox lady holding a small purple vibrating fox child. She sighed and pushed her messy hair back with one hand.
"Thank you again for taking care of Ruchiru," she said. "I promise that I'll be back when I calm down my elders. Some idiot got in a duel with someone else and now there's a full-blown kitsune war."
She put Ruchiru down on the ground and drew two daggers from... somewhere on her kimono. She twirled them in her hands, and they both immediately grew in size. The one in her left hand turned in a beautiful silvery sword with red roses on its hilt. It gleamed the harsh lights and glowed red when the kitsune placed it in Ruchiru's hands. And in the right... a giant meat cleaver that smelled slightly of cinnamon. She held the meat cleaver up to the light. Its handle was thin, but bound to the end was a horn of who knows what.
"Don't let Ruchiru use this," she said. "She'll slice everything to ribbons the moment you place it in her hands. If she needs to defend herself, then she can use her sword." The kistune started to speak faster now.
"If she manifests any new powers, let me know. She's been showing signs of developing a new skill lately. You have my phone number. She can live with one meal a month, but she prefers to eat everyday. Make sure she sleeps. Ruchiru will jump on any opportunity stay up and do whatever the heck she pleases. If she does something weird to herself, call me. But her clothes should be able to keep her safe from most things-" She took a deep breath and continued.
"Her little yokai friend might pop in from time to time. Don't let her touch you, she's poisonous." She paused, thinking. "I believe that's it. Good luck." And like that, the kitsune dissipated into thin air.
Standing in front of Arrya was a what looked like a rather disgruntled fox lady holding a small purple vibrating fox child. She sighed and pushed her messy hair back with one hand.
"Thank you again for taking care of Ruchiru," she said. "I promise that I'll be back when I calm down my elders. Some idiot got in a duel with someone else and now there's a full-blown kitsune war."
She put Ruchiru down on the ground and drew two daggers from... somewhere on her kimono. She twirled them in her hands, and they both immediately grew in size. The one in her left hand turned in a beautiful silvery sword with red roses on its hilt. It gleamed the harsh lights and glowed red when the kitsune placed it in Ruchiru's hands. And in the right... a giant meat cleaver that smelled slightly of cinnamon. She held the meat cleaver up to the light. Its handle was thin, but bound to the end was a horn of who knows what.
"Don't let Ruchiru use this," she said. "She'll slice everything to ribbons the moment you place it in her hands. If she needs to defend herself, then she can use her sword." The kistune started to speak faster now.
"If she manifests any new powers, let me know. She's been showing signs of developing a new skill lately. You have my phone number. She can live with one meal a month, but she prefers to eat everyday. Make sure she sleeps. Ruchiru will jump on any opportunity stay up and do whatever the heck she pleases. If she does something weird to herself, call me. But her clothes should be able to keep her safe from most things-" She took a deep breath and continued.
"Her little yokai friend might pop in from time to time. Don't let her touch you, she's poisonous." She paused, thinking. "I believe that's it. Good luck." And like that, the kitsune dissipated into thin air.
After the disappearance of the fox lady, another silhouette showed up in the doorway. A much younger, but seemingly tired, kitsune, with a tiny fox child trailing behind her, hiding her face from the seemingly small stranger standing before her.
"Mommy....do I have to go?" The small kitsune whispered to the older one.
"I wish you could come back back with me darling, but it just isn't safe with the celestial realm finally discovered...oh! Sorry! I can get a bit carried away sometimes!" The older kitsune whispered, but then chucked when she witnessed the gaze of Arrya before her.
"Anyway, thank you so much for taking her in... you were my only hope at the moment if I wanted her to survive. Plus, I can tell that she'll be of great use." The Kitsune smiled as she stepped sideburns to reveal the small fox child from behind her, causing her to jump, and run right back to the comfort of her mother.
"Uh, well, there's not much to say at the moment. We sense Amatsu's mana is slowly forming, and will soon be very powerful indeed. Other than that, her social skills are below average, and she often does not like to be around others, so that should be kept in mind. She's definitely the bookish type, so she may take an interest in any books you have. Oh, and please, don't worry about clothes, they change regularly...somehow." The older kitsune rambled on and on as Amatsu continued to hide behind her.
The older Kitsune never lifted Amatsu up, and pulled her in a tight embrace as a tear streamed down her face.
"I'm deeply sorry, my darling. Stay strong, stay smart, stay you." The older Kitsune waved goodbye as she disappeared, leaving Amatsu in tears.
After the disappearance of the fox lady, another silhouette showed up in the doorway. A much younger, but seemingly tired, kitsune, with a tiny fox child trailing behind her, hiding her face from the seemingly small stranger standing before her.
"Mommy....do I have to go?" The small kitsune whispered to the older one.
"I wish you could come back back with me darling, but it just isn't safe with the celestial realm finally discovered...oh! Sorry! I can get a bit carried away sometimes!" The older kitsune whispered, but then chucked when she witnessed the gaze of Arrya before her.
"Anyway, thank you so much for taking her in... you were my only hope at the moment if I wanted her to survive. Plus, I can tell that she'll be of great use." The Kitsune smiled as she stepped sideburns to reveal the small fox child from behind her, causing her to jump, and run right back to the comfort of her mother.
"Uh, well, there's not much to say at the moment. We sense Amatsu's mana is slowly forming, and will soon be very powerful indeed. Other than that, her social skills are below average, and she often does not like to be around others, so that should be kept in mind. She's definitely the bookish type, so she may take an interest in any books you have. Oh, and please, don't worry about clothes, they change regularly...somehow." The older kitsune rambled on and on as Amatsu continued to hide behind her.
The older Kitsune never lifted Amatsu up, and pulled her in a tight embrace as a tear streamed down her face.
"I'm deeply sorry, my darling. Stay strong, stay smart, stay you." The older Kitsune waved goodbye as she disappeared, leaving Amatsu in tears.
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Dragondust36O Yeah, uh, our posts are almost exactly the same outside of character personality.)
Ruchiru pulled on Arrya's cape.
"When do we get to stab people?" she asked. "I want to use my sword! Amaterasu never lets me use it! Teach me how to stab people!" She picked up her sword and started to swing it around randomly. It began to glow as a warning.
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Dragondust36O Yeah, uh, our posts are almost exactly the same outside of character personality.)
Ruchiru pulled on Arrya's cape.
"When do we get to stab people?" she asked. "I want to use my sword! Amaterasu never lets me use it! Teach me how to stab people!" She picked up her sword and started to swing it around randomly. It began to glow as a warning.
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MangoLlama hm? I don't rly see a difference except for the fact that they're both kitsune...)
Amatsu stared at the two other beings in the room as she ran to explore the cave, and hopefully find a library somewhere.
'These people are strange...why was I brought here anyway?' she asked herself as she attempted to slip past the two without anyone noticing.
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MangoLlama hm? I don't rly see a difference except for the fact that they're both kitsune...)
Amatsu stared at the two other beings in the room as she ran to explore the cave, and hopefully find a library somewhere.
'These people are strange...why was I brought here anyway?' she asked herself as she attempted to slip past the two without anyone noticing.
