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scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

I didn't know we were dropping wips off

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

Bug WIP

────────────────────── 魔切蝶 千夜姫 ──────────────────────

surname "Makiricho" (魔切蝶 lit. Demon Cutting Butterfly)
given name "Chiyohime" (千夜姫 lit. One Thousand Nights Princess)
gender cisfemale
age fifteen
birthday november 1
zodiac scorpio

height 179 cm
weight 61 kg
hair winter blonde
eyes blue grey
skin caucasian
build amazonian

positive traits assertive, cultured, decisive, perceptive
neutral traits smug, grandiose, critical, foreign
negative traits haughty, ruthless, chuunibyou, constantly disgusted


personality

history
Makiricho Chiyohime is a name that makes people say "really?" after they hear it. Frankly, anyone would be and should be rightfully embarrassed saying it aloud. It's the type of name only a preteen trying to sound cool would use--one about as unrealistic as it is unnecessarily overdramatic.

But this is fine.

After all, "Makiricho Chiyohime" is a fake name thought up by a preteen. Chiyohime's true identity is Vanya Kirillovna, a Russian noble who fled the motherland with her family to escape the growing threat of bolshevik rebellion.

In the far north, Chiyohime grew up in the lap of luxury with four siblings and a very large, very present extended family. Her upbringing surrounded her with the best education, the best fashions, and, most importantly, the best food you could get in early 20th century Imperial Russia.

However, this would not last. While the Taisho era began picking up steam in the east, the Bolshevik Party was picking up steam in the west. Fearful for their safety in the face of armed revolution, Chiyohime's family fled to the east incognito. Ironically, it was their attempt to flee death at the hands of humans that led to their deaths at the hands of demons. Not even three weeks after landing in Hokkaido, they were all captured, kill and subsequently consumed by a self-styled "demonic gourmet".

Except for Chiyohime, of course.

Despite such a short time frame, her "divine tongue", her critical nature, and her knowledge of Western-style dishes made waves among the more culinary-minded in the area. Destroying and reforging the hopes and dreams of provincial cooks would often take her late into the night; by her own insistence, she had to personally tasting and critiquing every dish her "students" made. Despite being exhausting and disgusting, this would save her by keeping her out of the house during the incident.

Shortly after a demon hunter was dispatched, Chiyohime was "taken in" by the Demon Hunting Corps after she kept insisting to the representative that they "owed" her. So they gave her a job as a servant of The Butterfly Estate. It was a good fit, until she overhauled their kitchen set up and made the other girls cry whenever they tried to make anything without her supervision.

That's why they started to train her to be a demon slayer instead.

sense enhanced sense of taste
breath style breath of the insect
nichirin blade cyan


abilities
Enhanced Sense of Taste
Chiyohime has always had an acute sense of taste, much to the chagrin of anyone trying to feed her. As far as abilities go, it's better suited to a world-class chef or food critic than a demon hunter. But in Chiyohime's possession, it has found its place in both fields equally.

In the presence of demons, her mouth fills with a taste akin to, but fundamentally different from, human blood due to the particles in the air. When a demon is about to act, this taste becomes stronger due to residue from various biological processes.

In the presence of food and other substances, her gustatory analytical capability is at the point where she can provide an exact recipe simply by taking a bite. For the most part, she uses this facet in investigative, culinary and alchemical functions, notably in creating poisons and "edible" food. Much like other examples of heightened senses, she can also taste abstractions; although she still scoffs at the idea of tasting something like love in a dish regardless.

Breath Style: Breath of Insect
The Breath of Insect is branched out from the Breath of Flower, which itself is branched out of the Breath of Water. Using this unique breath, the user coats their weapon with poison made from wisteria flower. Although all poisons use a wisteria extract, not all demons are susceptible to the same poison. The sheath of the nichirin blade is used to configure mixtures.

Dance of the Butterfly: Frolic
Dance of the Dragonfly: Compound Eyes Hexagon
Dance of the Centipede: Hundred Leg Bellows
Dance of the Bee Sting: Mere Fluttering

Developed Poison Immunity
Well, what did you expect from a poison user with a habit of tasting things?

Beast WIP

────────────────────── 中島 吉虎 ──────────────────────

surname Nakajima (中島 lit. Middle Island)
given name Yoshitora (吉虎 lit. Lucky Tiger)
gender male
age 16
birthday october 4
zodiac libra

height 166 cm
weight 69 kg
hair salmon
eyes brock from pokemon
skin fair
build well-built

positive traits pleasant, placid, perceptive, plucky
neutral traits inscrutable, insistent, inclined to aesthetics, competitive spirit
negative traits disingenuous, delinquent, deviant, berserk


personality
wip

history
Yoshitora has always been kind of a shitty person, especially for someone raised by monks.

sense enhanced sense of smell
breath style breath of the beast
nichirin blade orange and orange


abilities
Enhanced Sense of Smell
Yoshitora has been endowed with exceptional olfactory capabilities since birth. Unlike other hunters, his sense of smell is optimized towards detection rather than combat. He can ascertain movements after they have happened by means of trajectory calculation via change in position, but cannot preempt them by smelling the line of interval. In exchange, he can easily determine the positions of demons, humans and so on at long ranges. A tracker's nose, in essence.

Yoshitora claims he keeps his eyes closed to increase the strength of his other senses, but like much of what he says, this is probably meaningless bullshit.

Breath Style: Breath of the Beast
A unique breath developed by modifying an existing Breath with personal observations on how animals exhibit the flow of battle. It requires two swords to use effectively. Notably, it utilizes low stances that are difficult to defend against.

First Fang: Pierce and Extract
Second Fang: Rip and Tear
Third Fang: Rip and Devour
Fourth Fang: Mince to Bits
Fifth Fang: Mad Cleave
Sixth Fang: Jagged Gnaw
Seventh Fang: Spatial Awareness
Eighth Fang: Throwing Slices
Ninth Fang: Godly Undulating Slice
Tenth Fang: Circular Fangs

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

how much interaction is there supposed to be between the two squads

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

lmfao

wait shit did you say jade

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

Lets get it, I'm so exited to see everyone's characters! ^^

Also good idea Grey, I'ma snag Breath of Love for one of my characters and probably make a new breath for the other.

If anyone's interested in planning out one of my characters knowing yours or having some kind of relationship, hmu and we can make something up together :D

@Tenma Tendo

My Tasty Bug Goil’s backstory is pretty solo, but I’d be cool with workshopping something with my Smelly Boi since his concept isn’t super solidified in my head yet.

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

If we're trying to avoid overlap, just gonna say I'm throwing together an Insect Breath user for my taste goil

scent of the night [kimetsu no yaiba]

Oh shit Kimetsu no Yaiba.

Got an idea for Taste. I’ll decide on the other one later...

Fate/Glimmering Oasis (F/GO)

Shinto Streets w/ @ItMeGritty@GreenGoat@King Cosmos

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If William had to describe it, he would say it was like waking up downing several bottles of straight tequila, chased with everclear. Hell, he was even on the ground when he finally came to. Had it been just another wild night for this lonesome cowboy, or maybe something more sinister?

"Y'all reckon the moral of this story is don't drink and Rayshift?" he asked, "I sure do hope it is."

Considering the weak flashes of memory and the splitting pain, this being the natural consequence of a welcome party for Heroic Spirits gone horribly awry was by far the ideal option. Every other option was troubling for a lot of different reasons.

William rubbed his temples. Singularities were supposed to be weird, but not this weird. Still, it seemed as if his immediate surroundings were fine. The surrounding architecture was modern, if a bit outdated. Some of it was still under construction. More importantly, the signs were in Japanese, and the newspaper stands indicated it was 1995.

...Fuyuki City, huh?

Now that he had a place and a time, the big question was about the other Masters and Servants. Hell, it didn't seem like he had his complete set right now either, if the connection was anything to go by. That meant the Rayshift had done a little Servant shuffle on them.

Well, that was fine. It's always good to make new friends.

"Oh woah, what's this?" William snatched one of the paper slips slowly fluttering down from the rooftops. He gave it a quick read over before bringing his free hand to his chin in a very iconic thinking position.

"Say... Ain't this callin' card kinda like an autograph though?" He pointed at the very bottom. "Even got his name on it and everything."

He crumpled it up and tossed it into a nearby trash bin. "Oh well."

"Hmmph, fancies himself a Master Thief, eh? So bold to reveal his identity so liberally."

"Heck, I can respect it," William said as he started shedding his extra layers due to the sudden change in climate, "Man's got a logo and a title. That kinda dedication to the aesthetic is highly appreciable, if I do say so myself."

He looked to the two other Servants: a tall, heavily armored man and a shorter, blue haired individual with a very obvious gender. "I'm William. Nice to meet'cha both. Sorry I gotta cut this short, but if either one of y'all are Rider or Assassin, it'd be mighty fine if you had a quick looksie around the area."

"Also," he held up the extra leather dusters in his arms, "I was gonna save these for my own Servants, but if y'all want a leather duster feel free."

He cast an awkward look at Fierabras from beneath his hat. "Uh. Sorry, might be a little snug for you, big guy."

Fate/Glimmering Oasis (F/GO)

William Baihe

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The south pole was a desert of ice. Under normal circumstances, he might have been amused by that. Under the current circumstances, he was finding it difficult to be amused by anything. It was a far cry from the warmth of home, or even the warmth of about 13 hours ago. It was cold. Too cold. Someone had clearly shut off the heater, but why? Was this the legendary 'budget cut' his friends in industry often complained about? The maintenance worker he had spoken too earlier today seemed to think so.

Troublesome. But regardless, it appeared to be his turn to make an introduction now.

If there was one word to describe his appearance, it would be "leather". He was wearing not one, not two, not even three, but four different leather dusters today. Had he even packed a winter coat? Not likely. He was little more than a humanoid made of leather dusters, topped off with a hat as matte black as his boots.

He spat into the trash can the object in his mouth: a long, two-leafed twig. Where he acquired a such a thing in the middle of Antarctica was a different question entirely, and one that would go unanswered, much like the question of "why would anyone turn off the heat under any circumstances in goddamned Antarctica?".

"Howdy y'all. The name's William," the cowboy drawled, tipping his gallon hat unironically, "Chill's making it hard to speak, so I'll be fast: I cast bullets."

It was not an incorrect assessment of his abilities, but not complete either. In the first place, a cowboy always keeps an ace up his sleeve, after all.

This time, William didn't do any fancy gun twirling or anything wild like he would have normally. This was half because following the basic rules of gun safety was important when all you had were allies around, and half because layered leather gloves made dexterous actions difficult. Instead he just gestured to his hip, where a pair of revolvers could be seen.

What a weirdo.

"Pleasure to be working with y'all."

Fate/Glimmering Oasis (F/GO)

Tiger from the Far West

"Draw."

Name:
Bai Hu Baihe

Title(s):
William Baihe
White Tiger Lily

Appearance:
William has short, unkempt white hair and blue eyes. He stands at a 179cm because this is an international organization off-shot from a European group, you damned savages. His physique is well-honed, and his wardrobe full of dress clothes and various types of leather outerwear. He is often seen in a hat that's matte black with boots that are black to match.

Gender:
Male

Age:
24

Alignment:
Runaway Good

Rank:
(Cattle) Brand lmao

Command Seal:

Command Spell

Personality:
William is a man wandering towards the sunset. He is a man who believes in chance encounters, in jolly cooperation, in limitless possibility. Some may say he is a passionate, romantic person, and others simply call him a idiotic fool. Regardless of what others think he is, William lives by the ideals he holds in his heart.

But wandering is not the same thing as chasing. "Possibility" doesn't necessarily mean "purpose". As someone who grew up surrounded by possibility, there are few who know this better than William himself. Even beyond all the aesthetic trappings, perhaps it is the lack of destination that makes him most like those heroes he used to look up to.

In terms of temperament, William is straightforward and compassionate. Despite (formerly) being someone always on the move, he keeps very little emotional distance from others and values even his those once-in-a-lifetime meetings. With respect to those opposed to him, has a very "foes today, friends tomorrow" outlook; to him, most problems can be solved over a few drinks or a friendly scrap. However, he holds no compassion for those who would trample upon the livelihoods of others.

He likes hamburgers and baseball. He dislikes mayonnaise on fries and shut-ins.

Bio:
The Baihe are a very old family of magi from China who specialize in magecraft rooted in eastern divination practices and their related schools. Their goal to reach Enlightenment is "decoding". If the trigrams of the I Ching have correspondences with everything in creation, if one can understand the randomness underlying their cleromantic results, it should be possible to actualize any result. And if that is possible, then it is possible to actualize a result of "Enlightenment", which would allow them to work backwards in order to acquire "the steps taken to achieve Enlightenment".

Generally speaking, their history is "uneventful" save for the 1800s, when a sizeable branch of the family moved to the American West due to dangers in their homeland. While many still remain in America, prospective heirs are sent overseas to research magecraft in a place more conductive to their art.

Bai Hu, known as William by most, is not one of them.

Instead of growing up in his ancestral estate with his elders, he grew up in California. He was still exposed to the family's magecraft, associated with the Eastern association, and so on just in case he needed to become a political marriage tool, a back up plan, or some other such contingency. He never managed to outshine his elder brother, who was what someone would consider a once-in-a-century genius, but he did have free reign of his destiny.

As child, he was inspired and enamored by the image of a "wandering warrior" present in both American Wild Westerns and Chinese Wuxia. This is mostly due to the fact they only had these types of movies in their household. As he grew into an adult, he also came to a profound realization the sheer scope of human civilization and the connections between various people and cultures, and decided to spend his life traveling towards the sunset like those heroes in the old films he used to watch.

Unfortunately, traveling around the world is very expensive. Without financial support from his family, William was forced to find work.

He found Chaldea.
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Magic Circuit Switch:
The cocking of a gun's hammer

Number of Magic Circuits:
B

Quality of Magic Circuits:
B

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Elemental Affinity: Metal, Water

Magecraft:

• General Magecraft - Includes normal boring stuff and the ability to use that normal boring stuff with his much cooler personal stuff.
• I-Ching - Chinese cleromancy has been the specialty art of the Baihe family for generations. I-Ching divination works by generating and interpreting hexagrams, sets of six lines in sequence that carry various concepts associated with them. A set of three lines is referred to as a trigram, of which there are eight. These eight trigrams and their combinations are said to represent processes and cycles of change present in the universe. William's magecraft draws primarily from the concepts behind these trigrams.
• Wu Xing - The elemental system used by far eastern magi. It is very similar to the western system in terms of function, albeit with different associated concepts. William's application of this is focused on the concepts as they relate to the eight trigrams and martial arts/self. Also available is the obvious function, but that's rightfully looked down upon.
• Baguazhang - An internal martial art based around the principles of the I-Ching. It is characterized by circular movements and palm strikes; although that is not the extent of its techniques, as it also incorporates other strikes, kicks, throws, locks, and even weapon techniques. Due to William's martial arts experience, he has acquired a proper rhythm of breathing and walking. As a side note, Baguazhang practitioners are said to be able to use anything as a weapon using the basic principals of their art, but if that is the case...
• Mystic Code Construction (Wild West Armorer) - Self explanatory.

Crest:
Does not possess his family crest.

Weapon:

• Boy with the Dragon Tattoo - In eastern tradition, tattooing a dragon upon someone is said to provide them with a blessing of power and fortune--assuming they have rightfully earned their dragon tattoo through valorous works. Otherwise, it is said to inflict calamity upon those who would dishonor the symbol. This tradition is carried on in the modern day by some groups, such as the various Asian criminal organizations. William is not a criminal, at least in terms of intent, but he acknowledges the necessity of "a dark past" in regards to the image of a wandering warrior. This mystic code enhances his bodily capabilities. The quality of this depends on how "valorous" he is acting, and can even become detrimental if he is acting against that ideal. In some ways it can be considered more of a "style meter" than a numerical bonus.
• Dragon Shot - Good night, sweet Prince 😢
• Hexagram Bullets - William's marque mystic code is a series of "bullets" made from the shards of ritual jade and gold coins, combined with yarrow stalks. Taken together, the materials represent the Earth and the Heavens, and the spiritual connection between these two concepts--in other words, the structure of the projectile is "all creation". Implementing a broken or unbroken stalk of yarrow into the chassis and assembling them into sequences of six creates a hexagram representing one of the aspects of creation. Coins and yarrow stalks are used to reinforce their concept as a hexagram, as they feature prominently in I Ching divination. Being propelled or otherwise launched serves as a metaphorical "flipping of the coin" or "tossing of the stalks". When all six projectiles are fired, the hexagram has been "divined", and an effect inherent to the concept of the hexagram sequence(a divination) is actualized on the target(s) of these projectiles. William uses these bullets in his twin revolvers. However, the revolver is not intrinsic to the mystic code; it is simply a convenient way to use the mystic code. It also looks real slick. He starts each mission with 36 on his person.