ADamnFiddle

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Can't we just get along, my dudes? No reason to be apprehensive against others. I thought the point of these whatchamacallits were to have fun~

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Hinako Kirishima

@Hammerman

“L-Lily Fl-Flameheart,” Hinako echoed, tripping slightly on the foreign name. This would be the first time she left her region. She hardly knew much about the outside world, aside from stories she was told about a group of people called the “Dutch” that traded in the south of the country long ago. Perhaps it was not right to call Hinako “wise”, despite her not-so obvious age difference. As a goddess, knowledge that didn’t involve her followers was not needed.

“Nice to meet you, Lily. Thank you for taking your time to help me out. I really do appreciate it,” she said with a light bow, folding her hands upon herself.

The second time she had said the name it had become a lot easier on her tongue. At the very least she was not tripping upon the pronunciation this time, which was an obvious improvement. Even if she didn’t have worldly knowledge, at the very least the former goddess was pretty decent at retaining knowledge. Though even if she was skilled at retaining knowledge, she still had a fear of modern technology; the accursed beast that ousted her following.

“It isn’t that I cannot hide my tails or ears,” Hinako said, trying to figure out a way to explain why it would be bothersome to do so. It was always strange to explain something you felt, but was not felt by others.

With a simple motion, she hid her fox ears behind her hands, engulfing them with her grasp. And as quickly as she had done this, the ears that once dominated the landscape of her head had disappeared, nothing taking it’s place.

“See?”

And in a similar motion, Hinako had covered the area where her ears were once and in the same instant revealed her ears once again. Perhaps she could become a street performer if schooling didn’t work out for her? Then again, she did understand that humans tended to fear those unlike them. Even minute differences could cause tensions. That is why Demi were forced to hide; skulk the shadows of society, hiding their obvious differences for fear of being ostracized for their differences.

“I have the ability to change my appearance to what I desire, though I tend not to like to use the ability to often. I don’t really have too much use for it, you know? But at the same time, I feel that my ears and my tails are a part of myself. Getting rid of them kinda feels like I’m losing an arm or a leg or something … I guess that isn't exactly it either. Sorry if that isn’t the best explanation, Lily, but I cannot say it is easy to explain this to others. Although it does get in the way of my clothing. Perhaps I could tailor my own attire to deal with that.”

It wasn’t as if Lily had a poor thought process. In fact, it did seem rather logical to the old Kitsune goddess. But unfortunately logical exercises are often trumped by the reality of things.

However, the statement "worshiped like gods" did strike a chord with Hinako. She had been ousted from her position, a nomad without a true "name" to call her own, aside from the one she had decided upon herself. If anything, she was about the same sort of child that the Poison Dragon Lily was before her. Even if she had lived for ages, she had given up a lot of herself when she had lost her fellowship. After all, a god's existence is only as strong as those who believe in them. Miracles can only occur with the faithful.

“Besides, I am proud of my tails. A kitsune’s power comes from her tails, didn’t you know? Enough about me though. I know very little about this "Poison Dragons" you speak of. Sorry if that is a troublesome question, but I am curious if you do not mind.”

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Hinako Kirishima

@Hammerman

“Lost? Me? I’d never have something so unfortunate happen to me. Never have I ever been lost. Hahaha,” Hinako nervously said, waving her hands erratically as if she was trying to complete a thought that simply wouldn’t find itself in focus.

Despite her bravado-filled statements, one could see an obvious shift of her fox-appendages change their once saddened state to one that seemed more energetic and happy. Even if she was someone who was a bit prideful due to her unnatural upbringing, she still was not able to control the aspects of her that were not “human” in the sense that animals tend to have little control over the vacuous tail. She seemed to sulk when considering her next statement; her actual needs. She was [poorly] convincing when stating that she was not lost. But the need to find the auditorium blew over this pride.

With a sigh, she continued.

“...You got me. I cannot say I am too familiar with these grounds as much as it pains me, and the buildings I have been within in my life were definitely not as grandeur than this structure. Even the shrine wasn’t as large as this place.”

How did she get so lost? She couldn’t tell you. Though she had been a wanderer for some time, the nature of a goddess was sedentary rather than a rolling stone or a wheel on the highway. But even if she was a wanderer for some time, despite her nature as a goddess, she was not the sort of person that knew where she was going. Simply put, she was a leaf in the wind until this school offer had given her direction.

“But…” she trailed off, her tail spinning around in a circle before coming to a stop, her eyes looking around the room before they once again reset themselves on the girl before her. Now that Hinako had gotten a better look at her, it was clear she was not of eastern descent. Hinako had the clear appearance of a Japanese girl, and although she could choose to change her appearance on the whim of her desires, this was the form she tended to take. The girl before her was clearly of western origin, Hinako finding her petite appearance rather cute. If they were meant to be around the same age, Hinako did stand about 10 cm above the girl. Perhaps it was a bit embarrassing to ask directions from someone who appeared to be a bit younger in terms of stature, but Hinako understood that appearances meant nothing in the realm of Demi.

“....If you are going to the auditorium regardless, I guess I could have you lead me if you would be so inclined to do so. My name is … uhh ... Hinako. Hinako Kirishima. Might I ask what your name is?”

Even if it wasn’t her “name”, it was still the name she chose to go by. It might be a bit difficult for someone to go by a name that “no longer exists”. A nameless goddess that simply existed. No. She had not the power to act upon the name forgotten to time. “Hinako Kirishima” more than worked for her tastes. Even if it wasn’t necessarily “hers”, it was still her “current name”.

“I just transferred to this school, so I guess I am a “freshman”. Glad to have met someone who is also new to this place. Makes me feel a bit better. I cannot say I am too good at making friends. I’ve hardly spoken to humans in ages. It makes it easier knowing that most of the students in this school are similar to me ”

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

@ADamnFiddle
So, Hinako is just wandering around in the corridors, right?

@Hammerman

Yee. Sorta lost because she has no sense of direction. She's sedentary; gods aren't supposed to travel, dammit!

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Hinako Kirishima

Names are concepts which derive themselves from the power given to them as an anchor of sorts to existences within the confines of the world. A name, according to a certain mythology, gives someone their purpose in the confusing existence that is reality. Therefore, the exchange of names could be considered an exchange of identity, processed only through the understanding of formalities.

Hinako Kirishima, therefore, was something “unreal”. A fabrication that has managed to trick the perception of those around her in a caper greater than a bandito in the wild west. A nameless entity; a former god whose name was lost to the stretches of time, had given herself this pseudonym as a means to continue her existence, even if she was no longer someone to worship.

Even if she wasn’t a deity any longer and had been brought to curve as a wandering spirit, Hinako still believed herself superior to all others around her. Even if they were the messengers of heaven themselves, she had been someone powerful enough to move mountains and part the seas through her own power. But that was long ago. A deity's power comes only through the number of people who adhere to their name. It has nothing to do with the actual quality of the deity. Even normal humans could be deified after death if their name carries the needed weight that a god would require.

But Hinako was reduced to a single worshiper, and that single worshiper was herself. She had chosen to continue on existing through the belief in herself rather than fade into obscurity and die. Perhaps not unlike a cockroach trying its damndest to live, even through the worst conditions.

“Where am I exactly…?” Hinako stated to herself in a confused tinge. There was no way that the former deity would have lost her way in a school, right? The classes were numbered, as were the floors. How could someone of such former prestige and esteem lose their way so easily?

“I guess I’m lost again ... tee hee.”

It wouldn’t be the first time that Hinako had lost her way. There were a few times where she would accidently forget how to return back to her town and thus take refuge in any structure she could find at the time. But as a spiritual existence she did spook the locals of the area when she happened upon that. But it wasn’t as if she kept in the same place for too long after her place of worship was lost to obscurity.

She was no one’s blowing wind. She was the lightning. She was no one’s autumn moon, she was the night. She is the highway.

Even in her appearance, something that as a spirit Hinako hardly put time to consider as a presentation, was often a simple a simple tunic and hood that didn’t completely obscure her demi features, definitely didn’t allow for them to obviously be observed if she was to sulk into a crowd.

But considering her coronation at the school, she decided to wear something more applicable to modern society. Though she was a bit afraid to use things like the “internet” or even “Watch television” she was able to find some apparel tips from a house she had visited in the past. A simple, short skirt with a blouse under a light brown sweater with black pantyhose that contrasted against her pretty, creamy white skin. In fact, it it wasn't for her ears and tail, one could hardly confuse her for something other than a normal school girl.

Her tail swayed sadly in an almost hypnotic sense,her ears drooped over her head clearly showing something was wrong, even if she couldn’t directly tell others,

“What should I do? Maybe I should ask someone, but I can’t say I’m too good at talking to people,” she sulked. Of course, there was a time where the proud Hinako would have simply demanded the knowledge from others, but through her time as a drifter she had been instilled with humility.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Man, I think I'll make my char wear a school uniform later on. I forget this was in Japan.

And looking at the other chars, maybe my char is too tall for her age after all.

@Hammerman

Short girls are, in fact, cute. But I doubt it is the age that is the issue in this case.

Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Kirishima Hinako

[Kirishima, Hinako 霧島 ひなこ]

Appearance

Height

162 cm

Age
~500 years, claims to be a young girl. Never ask a woman her age.

Gender
Female

Race
Kitsune

Power
Shapeshifting: The ability to change the appearance from a beautiful woman to a devilish monster and anything one can think of. Of course, by changing the appearance it does not change the base properties of the individual, excluding mass, volume and appearance.

Suggestion: The ability to control humans without any special properties through suggestion. Useless against those with strong wills, but can instill simple ideas into such people that can fester over time. A standard ability which Kitsune possess, allowing them to enter human society without disrupting the flow of such.

Foxfire: A fire that directly targets the soul. Able to directly influence the spirit of another to destructive ends rather than the destruction of the body. Due to the nature of the attack, normal-based defenses cannot deflect. Despite the name, the “flame” is both cool to the touch, and does not cause any burns on contact. However, the effects target the “spirit” of an individual.

Spirit Physiology: Though once a god, Kitsune are at their base a spirit of sorts. Thus, their actions in the mortal world tend to be curbed easily through religious intervention and the like. The kitsune is also able to enter an aetherial form where they may choose to possess targets, though those with a great will can resist this temptation.

Personality

A complete princess.

Hinako is definitely the sort of individual who’s outward look upon others could be considered poor, her understanding of standard human practices often understood limitedly by herself due to the secluded nature of her shrine’s former position and the sect which worshipped her. However, this lack of understanding of society’s workings is not due to a malicious nature, but rather due to her ignorance on the subject.

Rather bombastic, constantly trying to show off and prove herself, regardless of the subject in question. Rather easily provoked, though often prefers to talk their way out of disadvantageous situations rather than running vacuously. Though this is her normal creed, during situations she understands action is to be taken immediately, she would not hesitate to perform such, even in the event that it would most likely not end well for herself.

Hinako takes a rather lax approach to many things that do not interest her, often dozing off during the more mundane lectures and the likes. However, despite this lax approach, she has been known to get rather irritated and upset by those who annoy her, often verbally confronting those she dislikes.

Background

Hinako was worshipped as a goddess by an sect who kept to themselves in their village. A simple village with a protective deity that ensured disaster would never strike the center of the town, regardless of the changing of the outside world.

The village people revered the Goddess as what she was, the protector and savior of the town. The Goddess was given tribute daily for various things, from guaranteeing a good harvest to ensuring a healthy pregnancy, to other mundane items. Kept in the shrine, Hinako was not allowed to leave the grounds, and this was enforced by the shrine keepers.

Eventually, the old traditions of the town began to deteriorate, and Hinako soon found herself a goddess forgotten by the changing of the times, the once rural town now the center of consumerism brought from the cities and development. Even the lands of the shrine, once sacred and protected by her, was eventually sold, her name forgotten as a goddess to the sands of time.

But that didn’t dissuade Hinako. She had reinvented herself as a “normal” person, her name constantly shifting and through the use of her abilities, she was able to blend in with human society and continue on; even if no one wished to pray to her anymore, long abandoned by her followers.

Applying for a school on a whim that was looking for demi-humans, or in this case “deities” such as herself, Hinako was accepted. Perhaps she could live a normal life? After all, Hinako Kirishima just wants to live a quiet life~.

Likes
Offerings
Simplicity or Traditional
Worship & Submission
Knowledge
Feeling helpful/helping others

Dislikes
Being forced to do things
Those who challenge her
Modern Technology [Frightens her]

theme

Theme



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Pakora Academy [A magical school RP] [CLOSED]

Kirishima Hinako

[Kirishima, Hinako 霧島 ひなこ]

Appearance

Height

162 cm

Age
~500 years, claims to be a young girl. Never ask a woman her age.

Gender
Female

Race
Kitsune

Power
Shapeshifting: The ability to change the appearance from a beautiful woman to a devilish monster and anything one can think of. Of course, by changing the appearance it does not change the base properties of the individual, excluding mass, volume and appearance.

Suggestion: The ability to control humans without any special properties through suggestion. Useless against those with strong wills, but can instill simple ideas into such people that can fester over time. A standard ability which Kitsune possess, allowing them to enter human society without disrupting the flow of such.

Foxfire: A fire that directly targets the soul. Able to directly influence the spirit of another to destructive ends rather than the destruction of the body. Due to the nature of the attack, normal-based defenses cannot deflect. Despite the name, the “flame” is both cool to the touch, and does not cause any burns on contact. However, the effects target the “spirit” of an individual.

Spirit Physiology: Though once a god, Kitsune are at their base a spirit of sorts. Thus, their actions in the mortal world tend to be curbed easily through religious intervention and the like. The kitsune is also able to enter an aetherial form where they may choose to possess targets, though those with a great will can resist this temptation.

Personality

A complete princess.

Hinako is definitely the sort of individual who’s outward look upon others could be considered poor, her understanding of standard human practices often understood limitedly by herself due to the secluded nature of her shrine’s former position and the sect which worshipped her. However, this lack of understanding of society’s workings is not due to a malicious nature, but rather due to her ignorance on the subject.

Rather bombastic, constantly trying to show off and prove herself, regardless of the subject in question. Rather easily provoked, though often prefers to talk their way out of disadvantageous situations rather than running vacuously. Though this is her normal creed, during situations she understands action is to be taken immediately, she would not hesitate to perform such, even in the event that it would most likely not end well for herself.

Hinako takes a rather lax approach to many things that do not interest her, often dozing off during the more mundane lectures and the likes. However, despite this lax approach, she has been known to get rather irritated and upset by those who annoy her, often verbally confronting those she dislikes.

Background

Hinako was worshipped as a goddess by an sect who kept to themselves in their village. A simple village with a protective deity that ensured disaster would never strike the center of the town, regardless of the changing of the outside world.

The village people revered the Goddess as what she was, the protector and savior of the town. The Goddess was given tribute daily for various things, from guaranteeing a good harvest to ensuring a healthy pregnancy, to other mundane items. Kept in the shrine, Hinako was not allowed to leave the grounds, and this was enforced by the shrine keepers.

Eventually, the old traditions of the town began to deteriorate, and Hinako soon found herself a goddess forgotten by the changing of the times, the once rural town now the center of consumerism brought from the cities and development. Even the lands of the shrine, once sacred and protected by her, was eventually sold, her name forgotten as a goddess to the sands of time.

But that didn’t dissuade Hinako. She had reinvented herself as a “normal” person, her name constantly shifting and through the use of her abilities, she was able to blend in with human society and continue on; even if no one wished to pray to her anymore, long abandoned by her followers.

Applying for a school on a whim that was looking for demi-humans, or in this case “deities” such as herself, Hinako was accepted. Perhaps she could live a normal life? After all, Hinako Kirishima just wants to live a quiet life~.

Likes
Offerings
Simplicity or Traditional
Worship & Submission
Knowledge
Feeling helpful/helping others

Dislikes
Bullies of the weak
Being forced to do things
Those who challenge her
Modern Technology [Frightens her]

theme

Theme



Unless you want me not to shitpost

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Maria von Hohenzollern

Royal Capital Lugnica

@liferusher

It didn’t take too long for Maria to find the place that her subordinate was talking about. Thankfully it wasn’t something sleazy like a brothel or something else she knew that those of lesser morals tended to visit within her group.

“Thank god it wasn’t a brothel this time. Damn that Klaus,” Maria whispered to herself.

Though she did expect a certain amount of excellence from her subordinates, it wasn’t unbecoming of individuals under her command to play small tricks on the young knightess captain. If it was the case, considering she was before company rather than by herself in this case, she would have punished them harshly. Well, even if she was by herself, she probably would have punished them harshly. She had to keep her appearances up, no?

Outside of her regular armor, Maria’s clothing choice was rather simple in design. She wore a black shawl with a scarf around her neck, a red, ornate overcoat with double breast buttons that stretched the length vertically, topped off by a skirt that matched the royal red of the overcoat.

However, despite her clothing change, Maria had her blade at her side in the event she would need it. Even in casual outings, one must be prepared if they are to live by the blade. Even if she wasn’t wearing her armor, the blade hanging beside her waist was the show of her resolve; to protect those who were unable to protect themselves.

Maria was hardly seen without her armor outside of her base, as her “strolls” through the city tended to be on her patrols rather than anything romanticized. Even within her armor, Maria exuded a certain aura of nobility. Her speech pattern tended to be rather clean, and her adherence to helping others could be considered a “noble endeavour”. Which is why Maria, and by extension the Iron Bell Knights tended to be a rather popular brunch in town, as Maria tended to act in a kind and helpful manner towards those around her, and harsh in punishment when it came to subversive activity.

However, the girl next to Maria had her own charm, her nearly ethereal appearance seemed almost like a fae of sorts, lulling around in some sort of “knowledged nothingness” that seemed to convey a degree of understanding about her. Perhaps that is what made Maria have the feeling of “needing to protect’ Shiina. It was almost as if she was an animal to some degree, defenseless and simple, but her understanding of the world around her and the application of her genius was a bit unknown to Maria.

“You may order anything you wish to do. I believe you understand our language? If there is anything you do not understand, I shall assist you in comprehension,” Maria said with a smile, genuine seeming. “Fear not. I may not seem much, but I am the heiress to a rather sizable fortune.”

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Klaus z Litic

Royal Capital Lugnica

@6slyboy6

“So you’re the asshole that made my job a lot harder than it needed to be,” A voice came from the doorway of the room where Grian had been instructed to wait. There stood a man with his back pushed up against the door frame of the room’s entrance.

The man appeared to be one of the knights of the Iron Bell, judging solely upon his appearance, though he didn’t seem to have the same sort of

“They called me back from patrol because of your little stunt. Someone has ta’ care for the ones you incapacitated. But you’d think that someone

Judging by that statement, it was likely that this man was a doctor for the Iron Bell Knights, though due to his appearance and his attire, one could presume instead of a “traditional doctor” he could be chalked down more to a “combat medic” of sorts. Though these individuals tend to have varied effects, of which tend to stay upon the “ineffectual” side of things.

However with the inclusion of magics, one could overcome most deficiencies within the confines of a “mobile medic”. One can presume that if he had studied a form of medicine in the world that it was likely he had the workings of a mage over that of general practice. After all, the position of knight was that of a “dog of war” ready to sick at a moment’s notice, and such would lessen the need for logistics and lower reliance on supplies for basic injury.

“I had a date in town after my patrol with a cute farm girl , but ya’ kinda screwed me out of that.”

With a long sigh, the medic-cum-knight took a deep breath and began to rationalize the situation he was in and decided to speak once more after a short pause.

“Sorry, just thought I had to blow off a bit of steam. I heard it was an accident, but that doesn’t mean I won’t bust you about it. “Sis told me to go wait with you until Maria gets back from whatever she is doing.” the knight said, exiting his relaxed position with his back to the doorway and beginning the enter the room, walking towards the demihuman in the middle of it.

“The name’s Klaus.”

Klaus extended his hand towards Grian friendly gesture with a grin on his face, waiting for the other to react.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@ADamnFiddle

Tamamo and Himiko are going to have a loooooooooooooong talk about Ravel's curses. Primarily on how to make them even nastier and more varied in their afflictions. Everyone will cower in the rooms from the ominious aura seeping past the closed door of their slumber party of evil!

@Lonewolf685

Cmon curses are moe af :^)