Xaltwind

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Enkryption, @The Irish Tree

Hah, I greatly enjoyed that post. <3

Carrol vs. Whimsy

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@PaulHaynek, @Rezod92, @The Irish Tree

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What was this? Some kind of pre-prepared roast? How!? They didn't even know her! The gremlin was getting more and more red, overall, as the situation progressed within the humble home of the mother who left her suppsoedly ill and only child in the care of two complete strangers, who were monsters to boot. The boy had blurted out his misunderstanding as soon as the monk and his mama had returned, and now they were jumping on the band-wagon too!

"Listen here, ya dolts! I. AM. NOT. TOGETHER. WITH. THAT. BUMBLE-BIMBO! Got it!?" Relica's raised voice and flailing arms were quite noticeable. In fact, it would probably has come as a shock to anyone if she'd thrown herself onto the floor, on hter back, and started spinning around in a circle while kicking her legs, flailing her arms and screaming. Luckily, the gremlin had just enough dignity not to do that.

Then the door to the house slid open, and in came the source of this whole issue.

"Yoooooooouuuuuuuuuuuu........!" An enraged Relica hissed in a most menacing way.

However, before she could move on over and strangle Kerry with all four of her robotic octo-arms, at the same time, something... Happened. The horney was strangely calm and slid the door shut behind herself, then taking up a position to block it completely. Furthemore, the expression on her face and look in her eyes gave Relica pause to figure out that something had happened, and now wasn't the time to settle personal matters of any sort.

... Even if she really, really, really wanted to...

Listening to the mercenary hornet's little observations, the cogs and gears in the gremlin's own head slowly began to turn. Yes, there was a whole lot fo things about this little trip that hadn't made much sense from the start. How had the monk known about the diseased location if he hadn't been there? How did he know it wasn't contagious? How'd he known the Varjans had gone through and pillaged it? And if that was the case, why wasn't this village more broken down and battered? There were a lot of possibilities and answers to all of these questions, of course.

Perhaps the monk had run away from the village himself, and come to the temple to fetch help? Or perhaps someone had sent him a message or come to see him? Perhaps, just klike with the villagers they rescued on their way here, this wasn't the actual destination but rather yet another side-tour that the monk had led them to as part of his altruistic agenda? But, there was one thing that stood out above all else to Relica now that she thought about it.

The monk.

Not only had he been polite and respectful to her when they had first met, but he had also shown interest - and more importantly, knowledge - about the world outside of Shizuyama. Now granted, he could be a subordinate of that Ayu-woman and be less hostile to monsters on that fact alone, but that still didn't explain how or why he knew about technology and magic beyond this little island. As far as Relica knew and had been told, the locals of this island pretty much didn't interact much with the countries or realms beyond their borders, aside from the random diplomatic talks and aid with The Order.

So, why was he so interested and impressed by her technology and gadgets? That lord tamashi or whatever his name was had said as much himself: His people wouldn't like her, or her gizmos and machines. So, why? Why was this monk, a man of spiritual and ascetic mind and principles, asking about and showing interest in such things? For someone like that, who was supposed to have a steadfast belief and rigid conviction in his teachings, to be swayed by a mere few good deeds by creatures he'd been raised to know to hate and fear? Something was fishy.

Relica folded her arms, as per usual when she was upset. She didn't say anything immediately though. Dog-piling onto the monk right now could lead to complications. It was better to handle things carefully right now. When kerry asked about her question from earlier, the one that she'd actually asked twice and both times the monk had ignored to answer, she just nodded. The gremlin then looked at Eula.

"Eula, do me a favor. Look around the house a bit and see if you can find any signs that Varjans' been through here. Also, could you do a scan of the surroudings? Let me know if you sense or find anyone in an out-of-place spot, okay? " She requested from the automaton. Then, turning to look at the monk. "I'm afraid you've used up the last shred of my good will, baldie. Now, nobody except Eula here is going to leave this house until we get some answers. Actual answers. Not vague, hand-wavey explanations, not excuses." Relica's eyes almost sparked with an electric intensity. "You can start by answering my dearly beloved's questions. I have some of my own you'll be answering afterwards." She finished. The way she spoke when calling Kerry her dearly beloved was clearly sarcastic and exaggerated.

But now wasn't the time play games. Now was the time to grab a supposed man of the cloth by the scruff of his neck and shake him vigorously until he spilled the beans! ... On... Whatever it was... That ... He was hiding... Yeah! JUSTICE!

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Paulhaynek
Hush you. :T

Now to have a certain gremlin throw a temper-tantrum for being accused of being together with a muscle-bimbo. And then promptly plan the demise of said muscle-bimbo.

Oh, right, and I need to do that whole collab thingy with the nurararararihyaan too.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Now that I no longer havea fever, and can somewhat tell what I'm saying and doing, I decided to try again.

I felt like we were lacking in the department of native Zipangu-monsters, so I went ahead and made one. Hopefully, we can all get along and be the bestest of friends!

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Appearance:

Name: Musubi no Yoruhana // Yoruhana no Musubi

Race: Nurarihyon (Temptress Family subspecies)

Magic/Abilities/Equipment:

• Mistress of the Night: The Nurarihyon are high-ranking monsters of Zipangu, and as such it should come as no surprise that they enjoy an ample supply of powers. The ability to manipulate darkness, shadows and light, the power to cause illusions, hallucinations and fear, the the conjuring, appication and breaking of curses, as well as vastly superior strength, speed, vitality and senses to that of any ordinary human. Furthemore they can see perfetly well in the dark, even without any light at all, and are higjly resistant to all forms of dark, shadow or negative energy-based magic or attacks. They also possess a large amounts of magic energy, making them formidable spellcasters.
• Dark Sorcery: As with all Nurarihyon, Musubi is very skilled and well-versed in the art of dark magic. From using it to attack and inflict pain, to causing devestation and destruction, to creating familiars or illusory threats/obstacles, the powers of the dark, the shadows and the unholy bend to her whim! Or something like that. Things like going invisible, creating body-doubles or crushing opponents with a tar-like wave of concentrated malice are all equally easy to this sorceress of the night.
• Magic Tattoos: Like most other Nurarihyon, Musubi's body is home to several mystic tatoos, which in turn bestow a variety of benefits to her. In total she has three tatoos, with the largest providing her with resistance to physical attacks. The second provides a resistane to things like charms, hexes, curses or other debilitating effects or ailments. The last, and smallest of the three, provides a minor resistance to all forms of magic attacks or damage. Note that the bigger the tattoo is, the bigger the boon it gives - as such, her final third tattoo only gives a very minor amount of protection when compared to the other two.
• Smoke'n Mirrors: Musubi's kiseru/pipe is a magic item that, aside from being used to smoke tobacco, can be used as a weapon. In practice, it can summon four varieties of different cloud or fog-like effects. The first is a noxious, horribly smelling cloud of stinking fumes, which causes anyone with a sense of smell who enters it to become nauseous and feel like they're about to hurl. The second is a cloud of acid, which will burn sensitive areas like the eyes, nostrils and inside of the throat, but is particularly dangerous to metal items, as it will eat away and erode them. The third is a cloud of choking, toxic gas which will strangle any breathing creature inside of it. Initially it only renders the victim unconscious but if remaining inside of it for too long, the knocked-out victim may suffocate and die. The final fog is an incindiary cloud, which sets everything and anything inside of it on fire and burns it or them as long as they remain inside. Musubi can freely control and decide which of these fog-type spells to use, but they all have a limited range and size, and should she leave the vicinity, the effects quickly disappears. To anyone but a Nurarihyon, this item is nothing more than a pipe, so stealing it is pointless, other than robbing Musubi of its powers.
• Yoru no Yaiba: The wakizashi that Musubi carries with her is a special, enchanted weapon forged for her per request. It is a non-lethal weapon that drains the vitality and stamina of those it cuts, without actually drawing blood or harming them. The blades does however still inflict pain and the sensation of being cut by it is still there, meaning it still hurts just as much as a regular weapon to be struck with. Furthemore, the blade has a small curse placed upon it, dimming the vision of anyone who is struck by it. This effect stacks and gets more serious the more times one is hit, eventually causing blindness. It is only a temporary curse though, and will eventually vanish on its own. The blade is also enchanted to ignore non-enchanted or non-magic armor, cutting through solid steel plate as if it wasn't there at all. Musubi, however, doesn't like to fight and only uses this weapon as a sidearm or means to defend herself in a pinch, as such, the sword is rarely ever drawn or used. When she does use it though, the temptress is proficient enough to be called a competent swordsman, though she's by no means an expert or master.
• Silky Kimono: Musubi's short kimono is silky and soft, as well as stylish and fetching. Made from a combination of moonmoth silk and ushi-oni strings, it is a light, but incredibly durable, piece of fabric. It has been enchanted to also be both self-cleaning and repair itself, should it ever get torn. However, aside from those two things, and looking really good, it is not but a piece of attire.
• Lighteater Bloom: The flower that Musubi wears in her hair as an accessory is more than just a piece of fashion. It is actually an unwithering magic flower from a Dark Demon Realm, which has the property of absorbing light and holy energy - albeit in a very minor regard. The piece of cloth she uses in conjunction with this in order to tie her hair is also enchanted with the same kind of protection, together giving her a lesser ward against this sort of magic - which would normally be more effective against her kind.

Personality:
Musubi is a calm, collected and cool lady with a mature air and charm about her. It would take quite a lot to get any sort of larger or more intense reaction out of her, a result of having lived a very long life and both seen, heard and experienced a great many things. This doesn't mean she's completely unflappable or immune to surprises or unexpected situations, but for the most part her reactions and responses are rather subtle and muted.

While she has a pleasant and approachable demeanor most the time, she can be quite haughty and nonchalantly condescending. When her rudeness or backhanded way of speaking to others is brought up, she merely apologizes insincerely and laughs it off melodically, as if it were no issue or fault of hers. The nurarihyon is self-confident, brave and bold, but not necessarily arrogant or pompous - as she doesn't brag about her own power or capabilities unless someone brings up the topic.

While Musubi is mostly patient and calm, she's got very low tolerance for incompetence or failure, and gets easily annoyed with those who come up short - especially when they had all the means with which to succeed. She's the type to hold grudges for a very long time and shows no mercy, concern or empathy to those who've earned her scorn. Regaining her favor or getting on her good side if you've managed to offend or anger her is also extremely difficult and time-consuming, to the point that most people wouldn't have what it takes to manage it. She pities the dumb or dull-minded while she mocks the braggarts and self-righteous.

As a high-ranking monster, she's very intelligent, clever and cunning, prone to playing mind-games and telling white lies, even when there's no need to. She's also a bit of a voyeur, prefering to watch and not get personally involved, finding more amusement and enjoyment in seeing how others handle situations or predicaments. of course, if the need arises, or she runs out of patience, she'll interfere herself. Unlike many Zipangu-natives though, Musubi doesn't habe any pre-conceptions that foreigners are more barbaric or inferior to the people and monsters of Zipangu, and she's actually rather open-minded and tolerant - especially since her looks and charms tend to attract both humans, monsters, men and women, and she doesn't discriminate.

Due to her long life, Musubi's also developed a talent for reading people - both their faces, tone of voice, body-language and even their breathing. Because of this, she's very hard to fool or lie to, and she can quite readily tell if someone's being honest or not when they speak to her. She obviously can't read minds and if you're good enough, got a great poker-face and got a really good handle on your emotions, then you can probably deceive her - but it'll take a lot of effort to do so. Besides this though, she's for the most part easy-going, has a sense of humor, is open and approachable and is quite easy to perceive as a mature and likeable upper-class noblewoman, if a bit sharp-tongued and mischievous at times.

She loves smoking tobacco, fun but organized banquets, moon-viewing, cherry blossom-viewing, alcohol, soft music, night-time and sincere, honest people. She dislikes dogs, off-key singing, sour foods, unwarranted bragging or self-importance, The Order, cloudless sunny days, parasites and liars/dishonest people.

Background:
Musubi hails from the Zipangu ilse of Tatemori. There, she's lived for the better part of these past 600 years. She isn't fond of speaking of her past or bringing up her age, but its safe to assume she had a rather well-off upbringing - given that she can play most Zipangu-native instruments, do calligraphy, sing and dance, read and wrrite, do mathematics and has skills and experience in a leadership-capacity.

She reveals that she's traveled a bit outside of Zipangu, visiting both the western lands as well as the Mist Continent (albeit only once for the latter). But the maority of her life has been spent in the Zipangu-region, in and around her home island, or its neighbours.

When the Varjans decided to invade Shizuyama, Musubi watched with moderate interest at first. However, as the days passed and the threat wasn't repelled, she eventually lost patience and decided to pay a vist to Shizuyama herself. Only as she was about to leave was she approached by a messenger from Otomo Isle, under the direction of the Lady Inari there. Amused by the prospect of a fox-youkai gathering a force of monsters to aid the foolish and weak Shizuyamans, Musubi took it upon herself to travel to and meet this fox... And then decide on what to do next after that.

_{(Demon or Griffon)}

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

16/04/2023

Brandy Vanillarin's items and equipment-list has been updated.

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Despite the shop's rather generic, and frankly umremarkable, appearance and atmosphere, Brandy seemed to be nontheless very excited. Running to and fro along the aisles and shelves of goods, it was nothing less than a sheer miracle that she hadn't knocked anything over yet. Her proclivity to also get ontop of every step-ladder she could find in the shop was also cause for concern, as the clerk at the counter was giving her and Alice the stink-eye anytime she did... Not that the bubbly satyr noticed, of course.

After a bit of pointless running running around and idle chit-chatting, Brandy finally stopped infront of a particular shelf. Turning to face it, her eyes scanned up and down, side to side and then digaonially along the racks of various item, seeming to searching for something. And then! Like a bolt of lightning from the clear sky, her eyes lit up with sparkles as they fell upon the legendary and mysterious item she'd beenj searching for!

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A wood-carved rooster.

Yup. That sure was a wooden rooster, carved with a knife. Not of particularly good make either. Not bad, like, you could tell it was a rooster and everything, but it wasn't extraordinairy or remarkable in any way... It did have 'Gnarlton General' carved into both wings though.

"There it is! Maa-haa~! The Rooster General! I'm so lucky, I was 'totes sure someone else woulda been in and bought it before I could. Phew." The satyress let out a sigh of relief, as if she'd just been able to grab the last jar of discount mayonaise from a supermarket's limited-time sale or something... Grabbing the woody hen-statue, she held it up and turned it over a few times, before holidn it out to Alice.

"Ain't it great, Al? Who thinks up stuff like this, I mean? A chicken that's a general? Maa-haa-haa! That's so silly, I love it." The tanned bombshell laughed, apparently completely ignorant that what she thought the text on her prize's sides meant wasn't in fact what they meant at all....

Bringing the carving over to the clerk, she proudly presented her purchase to the clerk, who stared at it for a bit, before looking up at Brandy. He said somehting under his breath, along the lines of: I never thought anyone would buy this old things - or something of that nature, but Brandy either didn't hear it, or didn't care. Regardless, she paid the rather pitiful cost of the rooster, smiling from ear to ear as she picked it up and held it up into the air, with a fanfare of: Doo-doo-dee-doo~ playing in the background, somehow...

"Oh yeah! That reminds me. Al, you wanna get something while we're here too? Might be some thick sticks for you to gnaw on." A smug-looking Brandy said with suggestively half-closed eyes.

Other than that though, she gently put the carved statuette into her oversized backpack and then hefted said pack back onto herself. If Alice had nothing she wanted to buy or get before they left, the pair could just head on over to the south gate and meet up with Sofia.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Crowvette @Nakushita

Go Io, Go Yuki! Kick that swordsman's ass! Go, go Team Death Oni!
*Waves pom-poms around and jumps up and down like a lunatic*

... Oh, and I suppose Shizuka can go smile at butterflies.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Death to horny hornets...

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Relica

@PaulHaynek, @Rezod92, @The Irish Tree

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Relica's sneeer vanished as quickly as it had appeared. As Kerry began to ramble about and old war-story, the gremlin was initially a bit confused. Why was she bringing up a tale about just the two of them? There was nothing ... romantic... about... that... ... ... story...

After hearing the re-telling of what happend back then in those olden days, Relica closed her eyes and folded her arms. She had a complicated face on. She was sorting through her own mind and memories, mumbling something under her breahth. Eventually though, fuzzy, out-of-focus images started appearing in her mind and, the harder and more she tried to recall, the brighter and brighter red her little face turned. Until her eyes finally snapped open, her face less green now and more of a tomato, and her golden eyes glowed with the fury of a thousand suns.

"Currrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyy...!" She hissed something fierce, and the mechanical octo-arms on her backpack began to move about threateningly, menacomgöy clasping and snapping with their graspers, fully prepared to de-wing a certain hornet, out of eithe rage or embarrassment, or btoh. Fortunately for the latter, she had already fled the dwelling, and Relica's anger thus went without being unleashed, which was probably a good thing. that is, until a voice from behind her piped up and began a barrage of questions.

Spinning around, Relica found the sickly boy now sitting up, leaning forward and eyes alight with stars and sunshine, excitedely asking things that were highly inaccurate and deserving of a spanking! But, despite her rage and being a rat in a cage, she couldn't very well discipline someone who was dying from having eaten poisonous mushrooms.- Thus, the gremlin had to suck it up, try and calm down as best she could, and then answer and diffuse this whole debaucle her friend had caused.

"No, no! Shush! Shut up, boy! We're not together! As if I'd ever choose a muscle-head like that as my partner. That story was just... It was... Just... Something that happend long ago. Don't read too much into it, okay? iOKAY!?" She was... trying... to be as calm about this as possible. But given the fact that she'd just been told, and remembered, that she'd possibly done something like that with another girl was a bit... Upsetting... to the gremlin. She didn't have those sort of intestes when sober, so she felt a bit likea certain someone had used the situation to do something they shouldn't have.

"A-anyway! Obivously two girls can't have kids, boy. Well, maybe some of the more magic-savvy monsters can, the ones who can conjure up man-bits for themseves or whatever, but generally ya need a male and a female to make babies." Relica explained, her face less red now and her breathing had steadied. She was also no longer glaring daggers at everything. Taking a deep breath and looking at the boy, she walked over to the bed and put her tiny gloved arms up, beginning to push on him. "Now, you lie back down. Someone in your condition shouldn't be moving about. You don't wanna get worse before that baldie and your mom get back, do ya?" Nurse Relica was on the case! ... Well, not really, she just didn't want to deal with anymore stupid questions.

Then an idea struck her. She looked over at Eula and called out.

"Hey, Eula! You wouldn't happen to be equipped with a bio-scan module, would ya? If so, could you give the kid a look-over? If we can identify what toxins inside him we could probably whip up an antidote if the right plans and other ingredients are aobut." She suggested, hoping that the Automaton was blessed with this handy function. Otherwise there'd be no choice but to wait for the monk to get back.

... And then she could murder Kerry.

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Also, Xaltwind rescinded their latest character. :(

@PaulHaynek

Ye, I stinx. :<

Now to figure out how an enraged and embarrassed Relica is going to deal with a bright-and-sparkly

-love-struck-teenage boy and diffusing any misonceptions...

... We don't need his house, right? I'm not sying something will happen to it, I'm just saying that if something did, we wouldn't be held accountable, right? o3o