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Comfygazing OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 767  |
Posted: Tue, 04/03/2025 03:03 (5 Months ago) |
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Comfygazing OFFLINE Forum Posts: 767 |
Posted: Sun, 02/03/2025 04:00 (5 Months ago) |
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Don't worry, you've got plenty of time to work on it! If you need more time, feel free to just shoot me a message saying just that! @PieSmellsGood Looks good! Accepted! @Everyone The first post has been updated with a few lore tidbits that came up while I was finalizing the plot! Do look over them as they might help with your plans with your characters. But don't feel like you can only play as a Vampire or a Werewolf, diversity is very welcome and who knows. Perhaps playing as a different species might help with your investigation [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 27/02/2025 23:58 (5 Months ago) |
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Your res have been noted, please try and get them in by Saturday 00:00 PH time! Glad to have you guys on board! @Spiderrs I don't recall having ever been in an RP with you so I do, admittedly, have my own reservations after looking at your previous RP posts. If you feel confident that you can keep up with the writing (which, post length wise, I assume will probably look a little like this [ 1 | 2 ]), please feel free to submit a form and I will make a final decision. Either way, thank you very much for taking an interest in this RP [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 27/02/2025 06:29 (5 Months ago) |
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!Breaking News! Great tragedy has struck the supernatural community. We regretfully inform you that Songster Ye MengYa and Head Strategist Zagan Yali have been found dead in their winter residence yesterday, December 21st. Police say that while an investigation will be held, it appears as if no foul play was involved and likely a double suicide. As the bridge between the vampires and werewolves, the one question on everyone's mind is how the heads of the clans will proceed from now on. As the nation's darlings, we will be sure to mourn the passing of two influential figures who have shaped the community with their strides towards armistice. Zagan wa... Read More Other News: Songstrer MengYa's debut album, Lavender Love, skyrockets to the top of the charts Local demonstration turns violent as two clans continue a centuries long bloody feud An insider look into the interpersonal life of the two star-crossed lovers, MengYa and Zagan We want to hear from you: What do you think of cross species relationships? Comments: 182.9k  As the world mourns the passing of two high profile celebrities, you have more pressing matters to handle. As a part of the team tasked with examining the winter cottage that Zagan and MengYa called home, you must uncover the secrets behind the incident. Was it truly a double suicide or is there something more nefarious hiding behind the scenes? In this modern world, supernatural entities are abundant, with the most prominent being vampires and werewolves. Historically, there hasn't been much intermingling between species, some even outright hostile to each other. It is only in the last 100 years when Songster Ye MengYa of the Werewolves and Head Strategist Zagan Yali of the Vampires came together to broker an armistice between species. You too are a supernatural being, with powers of your own. The task force assembled is comprised of an eclectic mesh of different species, all with their own views. Some seek the truth, while others simply wish to do their jobs. Some others may be acting on orders, planting evidence where there previously weren't or others may steal evidence. It all depends on your end goals. You have the rare opportunity to dictate history, after all. What course will you write? How this RP Works:  Show
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This is a murder mystery RP! I will
act as your game master and give you hints and descriptions of
items as well as play any NPCs that you may encounter. Meanwhile,
your characters have the main goal of solving the incident
regarding the deaths of two prolific figures. Each character can
have their own goals but your objective is to reach a unanimous
conclusion as to what happened in the cottage, regardless if its
the truth or not.
Players are responsible for keeping track of information given to them, they might help in furthering your goals Lore Bits: Show
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Werewolves: A clan of people
who hold the senses above all else. They are quite particular to
how they perceive the world and have naturally evolved to
prioritize their senses. Werewolves primarily fall into two
categories, Wolven and Were. Wolven are considered lesser and more
dangerous of the two, as though their senses are keener than Weres,
they are more prone to being led astray by them, leading them to be
treated cautiously by even fellow Werewolves. Were's on the other
hand may have duller senses but still posses a heightened aesthete
taste that allow for them to participate in the senses much more
keenly than Wolven who often fall into a stupor around things that
please their senses. Were's are lauded as the most artistic of the
Werewolves for their ability to replicate and create more sensually
pleasing products, a majority of which fall within the arts. They
are a clan that is much more artistically inclined than any other
species. By the way, the only way to tell apart Wolven and Weres is
that Wolven look much more like wolves than Weres do. They say that
Wolven are strongest when the Moon flowers in full bloom and Weres
come to play when the Moon closes its eyes
Songster: An extremely illustrious position within the Werewolf clan, second only to the Clan Head. They are gifted with the unique ability to sing the future, their songs creating vibrant images that can be interacted with as if they were living flesh and blood, the future becoming the present for the brief moments that the songs resound. They are performers who titillate all the senses with song, though many do also add elements of other arts into their performance, such as dance or instruments. Songsters are chosen at random from birth and usually apprentice under the current Songster to hone their craft. The most recent Songster, the Wolven Ye MengYa, did not have an apprentice. Vampires:A clan of people who hold the mind above all else. They are very particular about the knowledge they keep and have evolved to hone their minds into the sharpest of weapons. Vampires are particularly adept in scholarly pursuits, being much more academically advanced that any other species. They also occupy the most territory of any clan, having taken some other clans under as vessel clans. Often times Vampires are characterized as eccentric shut ins who spend all their time focused on their particular area of study, but they can also be stereotyped by their immense opulence which they enjoy spending to show off their latest patents and breakthroughs. It is thanks to their ingenious minds that Vampires are capable of walking around in the daylight without fear of burning as well as eliminating the need for live donors when looking for sustenance. There are two broad categories of Vampire types, Inventors and Speakers. Both are equally valued and act as the backbones of Vampiric society, the Inventors furthering Vampiric advancements while Speakers settle disputes and absorb vassal clans into their midst. Head Strategist: The left hand of the Vampire Clan Head, the Head Strategist acts as the face of all Speakers and the mouthpiece of the clan. As the most eloquent Vampire, the Head Strategist often meets with other Clans to broker vassal agreements and quell major unrest within the clan. They say that the Head Strategist can make even the staunchest of enemies fall into brotherhood or destroy even the fiercest of marriages. In times of strife, the Head Strategist shines upon the battlefield, directing armies with precise movements and utmost efficiency. The most recent Head Strategist, Speaker Zagan Yali, infamously brokered armistice between the Vampire and Werewolf clans, who had long been at odds with each other. Rules: Show
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1. This is a semi-lit roleplay. I
expect at least a paragraph per post, around 3-5 sentences minimum.
If I am unsure about your RP ability, I reserve the right to
request an RP sample
2. You can only play one character. No one will die but I intend on keeping the player count small. Probably only 5 max 3. Please be sensible when playing. This means things like bunnying, godmodding, powerplaying, or piloting are things that I will not be looking at kindly 4. If you want to direct my attention to something your character does that requires my reply eg) checking an item, please bold it so I don't miss it Amanda goes over to the vase, glancing it over. She wasn't sure if it was just another tacky decoration or something but it sure piqued her interest. 5. While I have general things planned out, please feel free to derail me! This is an RP about obfuscating and revealing the truth so you are always free to steal or plant evidence 6. Please remove all parenthesis in your forms, they're there for mostly clarification reasons 7. Reserving is fine but please fill out your form within the week! If you can't, please either communicate with me and we can work something out or else that reservation will go to someone else 8. I reserve the right to reject your form. I also reserve the right to give out warnings and kick people out if I see fit 9. Above all else, please have fun Task Force Members: Show
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Imbris Cataegia | She/Her | Vampire |
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Osiris Darshan | He/Him | Vampire/Mothic | Spiderrs Lee So-Mi | She/Her | Zannie | andrea~ Dominic Vasseau | He/Him | Domovi | Immortes August | Any | Desert Yokai| Miso-Soup [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 12/02/2025 05:26 (5 Months ago) |
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Leo Baskerville ━━━━━━━━━━━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━━━━━━━━━━━  [ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ : Drunk on Pride ] ━━━━━━━━━━━•❃°•°❀°•°❃•━━━━━━━━━━━ Gender + Pronouns: Who Cares | He/Him Age: 26 Canon or OC: OC Home Region: Celestic Town | Sinnoh Blessed Legendary: Ogerpon Blessing Description: Leo is gifted with 4 different powers that he can only use one at a time, which blessing he is using at each given time signalled by the colour that his brooch shines. The more he uses it, the harder it is to stop using it alongside a specific cost for each blessing. Teal Brooch: Leo hates this brooch and has only ever used it once, and for good reason. This is a blessing of healing, one much more wild and untamed than any other. Vegetation and life grows inhibited around him in a 5 foot radius, filling the area with dense foliage within the span of a minute. Anyone who steps inside the glades will feel refreshed and revitalized and Leo himself seems to almost fall back into who he was, before everything went downhill. He hates it. And thus the cost is even more fitting, for anything that he touches will wither and die, lasting double amount of the time he spent using the blessing. It does not kill humans but it will make them violently sick. The same can not be said for pokemon Cornerstone Brooch: As a defensive mask, Leo rarely does use it though it does have its uses. The blessing strengthens Leo's body acting as the perfect shield and battering ram. With a blessing said capable of breaking even the hardest stone in two, there is very little that can break him at all, his mildly optimistic outlook whenever using this blessing giving him the strength he needs to take upon his body wounds meant for another. But for this stubbornness, equal payment is required and Leo will inevitably fall ill after using the blessing, the nature of the illness varying depending on how long his skin was as sturdy as the very earth. From a passing cough to bedridden fevers, it all depends on how stubborn he is. Wellspring Brooch: A blessing that perfectly balances offence and defence, this blessing heightens Leo's intellect. His sharp analysis makes quick work of any pokemon battle and a sharp memory makes any conversation with him as smooth as a well worn brook. He is very affable and agreeable when using the blessing, full of bright smiles and kind observations, a farcry from his usual acrid personality. Once the blessing has run its course, Leo relives one random memory from before he ever met Ogerpon. The length of the memory is contingent on the length of time spent using the blessing, and while it is possible for him to be snapped out of the memory early, it usually leaves him quite disorientated Hearthflame Brooch: This is Leo's most used blessing and it's easy to see why. Comparatively it is the most straightforward blessing, heightening Leo's anger into a boiling point and feeding off the tempestuous emotion. His physical abilities are heightened to inhuman levels, absolutely hitting harder than even his own pokemon can. He becomes a fighting machine under the Brooch's influence, taking down everything in sight with a calculated eye. Leo is prone to falling into bloodlust and losing his mind in this state. But after such an exhausting fight, his body refuses to work anymore, paralyzing him for double the amount of time he spent using the blessing. He is conscious for the duration of this, awake and made to feel the slow crawl of time inching past. Pokémon Team: Show
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 Hisuian Growthlite | Nickname: Statice | Gender: M | Lv.14 Ability: Intimidate | Nature: Serious | Held Item: None Flame Wheel | Ember | Bite | Howl Leo's greatest achievement and reminder of everything wrong in his life. A product of unethical genetic breeding, Statice is unfit for battle but still does his best to please his master. Too bad his master has little intention of paying any attention to him  Driftblim | Nickname: Oswald | Gender: M | Lv.31 Ability: Unburden | Nature: Timid | Held Item: Sitrus Berry Baton Pass | Calm Mind | Shadow Ball | Tailwind Leo's very first pokemon and eternal partner. Named after the man who adopted him, Leo and Oswald often butt heads and disagree over almost everything. He doesn't approve of anything that is currently going on, but ever loyal Oswald will stick by his master's side and see thing through. Even if he hates the inevitable path it leads to  Dragapult | Nickname: Jabberwocky | Gender: M | Lv.68 Ability: Infiltrate | Nature: Naive | Held Item: Heavy Duty Boots Hex | Draco Meter | U-Turn | Will-o-Wisp Traded to him by someone close to him as a symbol of their deep relationship, Jabberwocky is one of the few on Leo's team who approves of the path his master has chosen. As the only pokemon on the team capable of competitive battle, Jabberwocky often backs Leo up in any fight they encounter on their way to the end  Roserade | Nickname: Demios | Gender: F | Lv.56 Ability: Natural Cure| Nature: Timid | Held Item: Black Sludge Spikes | Protect | Sludge Bomb | Sleep Powder Originally traded away as a symbol of friendship turned something more, Deminos found her way back to her original trainer after an unfortunate incident. She is wholeheartedly behind Leo's actions and often eggs him on into his darker impulses, supporting him and Jabberwocky in battle. Sometimes she seems angrier than Leo
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Appearance: Leo's eyes hold the stars, dead and lifeless as they are, specks of gold glimmering amongst the purple nebulae. Once they were proudly shown off, framed around glasses given to him by a special someone, but not they lay hidden behind unkempt bangs that shifts purple under the sunlight. If you were to lift his thick choppy hair, you would only find a permanent set of heavy bangs and tears stains under those puffy red rimmed eyes that stand out starkly to his lightly tanned skin.. He has taken to wearing ill fitting clothes made for someone much taller than him but are very well made and maintained despite this, a majority of which are quite formal in nature, though a simple red cloak usually covers him. The only thing that seems to fit him is a violet brooch, engraved with statice flowers which he keeps on his person at all times. Personality: INFP - The Mediator | 4w5 - The Bohemian | Chaotic Neutral | Blue/Red with Black Leanings Despite his meek appearance, Leo has an incredible temper, thunderous and tempestuous. He despises higher authority and and does his best to not bother himself with things that actively ignite his anger. Because of his upbringing, he is very self sufficient and prefers to do things on his own, often refusing help and stubborn to a fault. While he may have once put up a cordial front, the current Leo has no qualms with letting his anger run wild, uncaring of the consequences. While he is self aware and deeply introspective, acknowledging that he probably has anger issues and is a little too codependent at times, he has long since given up trying to fix those flaws of himself and instead embraces them fully. There is no room in his life for anything else. General Skillset: Very efficient and straightforward. You ask him to do something? He gets it done. He is also quite good at being pointed at a problem and solving it quickly, be it through his immense wealth of knowledge or lately his more preferred method of just smashing through it. Despite everything, Leo is capable of pulling together a whole host of masks for different occasions, a mild mannered young noble, a stern authoritarian professor, a scared victim, he can play them all to an astounding degree. He just doesn't much care for playing the part for any longer than he needs to. Weaknesses/Flaws: Blinded by anger and grief, Leo will throw himself headfirst into any situation regardless of personal safety or well being. He has become a death seeker, looking to absolutely raze what he can to the ground before he goes. Anything other than this singular goal isn't even worth thinking about anymore Other Information: Leo was a professor that specialize in Sinnoh's history and Hisui's pokemon population. He's particularly interested in the revival of old Hisuian variants of pokemon and has only managed to succeed once by sheer luck. Good things never last long though, and Leo's husband was away in Kalos on a work trip when disaster struck and the news came that he was among the casualties. Leo really never was the same after that. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 09/01/2025 18:38 (7 Months ago) |
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"Than'y...H'a-Jiejie....." Ibaraki mumbled, head thunking softly against the wall of the train carriage, heavy eyes fluttering shut against the hoard of stimulation assaulting delicate senses. Taking in a breath, the soft aroma of wood planks soothing frazzled nerves into a low hum, the buzz that filled Ibaraki's head slithering into only a pleasant annoyance. Letting the rocking of the train rock back and forth with the constant motion, the gentle motion drawing Ibaraki deeper into the lull of comfort that the power gave, though the more Ibaraki thought about it, the more a sense of unease sat heavy in an emptying stomach before Ibaraki shot up with a gasp. "Hua-Jiejie! W-wait the rules!" Ibaraki sputtered, attempting to scramble out of the carriage. If there was one rule that always stuck out so starkly, if only for the reason that Ibaraki kept breaking it, was to never. Ever. Use your powers. The fear that coursed through the small body overrode any sort of illness that had plagued the child just moments before, giving Ibaraki the burst of strength to try and clamber out of the train. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 08/01/2025 08:01 (7 Months ago) |
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Standing up and ignoring the wave of dizziness that crashed over, making everything swim in a tangled mess of shapes and colours, Ibaraki trotted over to the main table and set the mountain of empty trays down with the rest. Unsteady steps left Ibaraki trailing after the others in a daze, shorter feet struggling to keep up. That light headed feeling clung like a ghost to the child, weighing down each step with a heavy fog that refused to let Ibaraki gain any proper footing. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 03/01/2025 03:12 (7 Months ago) |
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Zagan Yali Code: Togo [Great Race of Mercy - 1920] Gender: Genderflux [It/She/He/They] Age: 31 Birthday: January 21 Powers: [Way Beyond the Nightside - Neutral] Zagan is forever bound to the form of a beast while retaining a sound mind. Zagan can change into as many skins as it desires however many times it wants, but a human body will be beyond its reach Strengths & Weakness: High Intelligence | Shrewd | High Sympathy | Warm Hearted | Gives 20/10 cuddles | Loyal Horrible Communication Skills | Low Empathy | Stubborn | Values Independence | Rarely Helps Others | Nihilistic Personality: Its difficult to even know where to begin with Zagan. In the first place, its difficult to even strike up conversation with it, Zagan's appearance not quite screaming a good conversation partner. It also frequently trips over its words, a mouth not used to forming vowels and sounds paired with the right vocal chords making for quite the dissonant experience. This high bar of entry makes it so that Zagan is often seen as a bit of a lone wolf even by other students with a more beastal spirit form. But once that barrier is conquered, Zagan is quite a soft creature, willing to act as a living blanket whenever its friends want. It often walks those it favours from class to class, sticking by their side like a loyal hound and adopting the mindset that the enemy of my friend is my enemy. For a beast, Zagan has a very sharp mind, easily sitting comfortably in the top rankings academically without too much trouble though it has a particular skill for strategy and maths. With a knack for always making people feel heard without saying anything, Zagan is a loyal friend who will absolutely stay right by the side of anyone it has put its trust in. That isn't to say that Zagan is someone who will selflessly help though, very rarely will it actually do anything for the benefit of others, even if its bribed to do so. It strongly believes in the independence of the individual, where someone can't grow without facing their troubles headfirst and alone. You can always unload your burdens onto it but don't expect Zagan to pick up part of it for you. In much the same way, Zagan won't ever confide in others, content to carry its own burdens alone. Seeking comfort isn't inherently bad, but Zagan prefers to do things itself. There's no satisfaction or worth in obtaining something that someone else helped you reach. In the first place, it isn't every very good at showing its emotions through words, actions being much more its forte. Personality Type: INFJ - Advocate | 5w6 - The Problem Solver | House Dimir (Blue/Black) Description: [Pre-Death] As a shapeshifter, its difficult to pin down what Zagan will look like at a given moment. Often it takes the form of a husky dog padding through the corridors but if its feeling particularly assholish that day, will wander down the halls as a caribou. In class, its always a sugar glider, just big enough to hold a pen and take notes. It changes skins based on a whim and never really settles into one appearance. The only way to distinguish Zagan from regular animals is the gnarled burn scar stretching over its left cheek, twisting its face into a permanent grimace no matter the form. This is usually hidden by dense fur as a husky but it is there. History: Born as to a well to do family in the South, Zagan lived a fairly peaceful life with its chronically ill sister while its parents built a solid future for their children as the threat of civil unrest threatened their simple life. It came to pass when Zagan was in its teens that it was drafted into the local army to quell the uprising that had broken out, on the condition that its sister would be well taken care of in its absence. Starting as a letter runner, a job whose mortality rates left much to be desired, Zagan began to form connections with the higher ups, controlling information as the one bringing it back and forth. Thanks to its strategic mind, work ethic, and familial connections, Zagan rose up the ranks to work as a strategist for the army for a number of years though this inevitably wore its world view down into a jaded crisp. When the mandatory time to serve had come and gone, Zagan returned home without a backwards glace to take care of its sister. As things often do, things happened. Decision were made and actions weren't taken and it all ended as everyone else ends. Sexuality: Pansexual Voice Claim: Lee Majdoub Palpad? Yeeee [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 29/12/2024 06:23 (7 Months ago) |
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Ah, so this was how it was going to be, huh. Staring at the vitamins for perhaps a beat longer than what one would deem normal, Ibaraki only leaned around Phoebes to check if Nurse Lisa or Madam Isla was watching either of them. When that didn't seem to be the case, a toothy grin bloomed over Ibaraki's face as the unwavering trust wrapped itself around the proffered packet. "Of course!" Ibaraki chirped, swallowing down the bitter medication stored within with only a minor grimace. The grainy residue that lingered like sand joined with the tasteless food and bland water as Ibaraki beamed at Phoebes. Of course he would listen. If it was Jiejie asking, then Ibaraki would do anything she asked. []Ibaraki has taken the vitamins. Again. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 28/12/2024 07:38 (7 Months ago) |
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When Nurse Lisa came around to drop off the vitamins and supplements that they all took at breakfast, Ibaraki only beamed at her. "Good morning, ma'am!" Ibaraki chirped, washing down the given pills with water that tasted so strongly of sulphur that Ibaraki's throat burned as the lingering taste of metal and rust coated the inside of a still chewing mouth. []Ibaraki has taken the vitamins [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/12/2024 11:02 (7 Months ago) |
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"A-ah, don't leave me behind! Hua-jiejie! Xuan-jiejie!" Biting an already puffy lip, Ibaraki's knitted eyebrows only furrowed further as nervous eyes darted between Damian and the door. To be honest, Ibaraki wouldn't have even noticed the older boy's presence if not for the words that reminded the group of the time they had left, echoing Hua-jiejie's words. It didn't seem like Ibaraki hadn't even registered the fact that Phoebes was using the child as a makeshift armrest, the negligible weight imperceptible to a body capable of carrying much more than 120 pounds of human weight. "I guess we should go now... together?" Ibaraki asked timidly, the coarse bandages chafing against skin from where Ibaraki held Phoebes' hand though perceptive eyes looked directly at Damien. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/12/2024 00:52 (7 Months ago) |
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Still, Ibaraki's lower lip wobbled despite the safety that the lack of any adults provided, shuffling towards the edge of the bed with all the pouting regret of a child who had been caught in the act. "I-i know.... But you know I don't like going alone.... I'm sorry Jiejie...." Ibaraki sniffed, fingers finding purchase on Phoebes' nightshirt, all while neatly avoiding her eyes. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 26/12/2024 00:36 (7 Months ago) |
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Scooting to the edge of the bed, Ibaraki carefully found stable footing with only minimal wobbling. Looking around the dark room, seeing the bodies still unmoving on the beds, Ibaraki shuffled over to the closest one as the rotting floorboards creaked under the unsteady footsteps. Struggling to climb onto the bed, Ibaraki only succeeded after a very valiant fight against the enemy known as linen, only coming out with a spot of red darkening the bandages around his hands. Huffing at the victory, Ibaraki crawled towards the head of the bed, gently patted the warm cheek of the bed's occupant. "Jiejie.... Jiejie its time to eat..." Ibaraki called out softly, flopping down on the thin pillow in front of the occupant to try and catch her eye. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 20/12/2024 10:36 (7 Months ago) |
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⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Intro ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Heir apparent of Ye Wishworks, a famous high end music shop specializing in in house made string instruments, Ye MengYa lives and breaths music. As one of the older regulars of the Hope's Lounge, he mostly mentors the younger musicians and helps tune and repair their instruments. They say that Ye MengYa offering to personally craft you an instrument is a sign that you will be one of the ones who will go on to have successful careers outside of the Lounge. Very rarely does he take the stage but sometimes a Goth Visual Kei Band by the name of Death Struggle will take the stage to show any cocky upstarts their place, supported by the stalwart bassist, MENG. ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Personality ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ With a blank face for most emotions, most assume that Ye MengYa doesn't quite care about most matters. Which would be true. He's apathetic about most things in life and has long since grown jaded about all manner of things, never quite as energetic as the rest of his band about performances and always world-weary when conversing with his mentees. While behind the counter of Ye Wishworks, he wraps that indifference even tighter around himself, only acting with the perfunctory kindness expected of him as someone providing a service. He finds joy in the small things though, from simply sitting in the various Hopes Lounge performances to hanging out with his bandmates, Ye MengYa is a bit of a mystery that doesn't want to be solved. He has an odd naming sense, but its kind of funny so no one really stops him. ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Personality Type ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ INFJ | 5w6 - The Observer | Quandrix College (Blue/Green) ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Description ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆  The definition of a sickly young master, Ye MengYa very rarely makes any effort to make himself look at any way shape or form presentable. With perpetual half lidded eyes decorated with heavy bags, and unkempt hair that hasn't seen the bristle of a brush in years, he certainly doesn't look like a heir to one of the most influential music shop. Truly, he just puts on whatever is closest to him, uncarring about how sloppy he may look. The only time when he really puts in any effort into his appearance is whenever he preforms with Death Struggle []Height: 177 (5'10) []Weight: 52kg (120lbs) []Skin Tone: Peach []Hair Style: Tied into a lazy braid - unstyled when preforming []Hair Colour: Black - wears a purple wig when preforming []Eye Colour: Brown - blue contacts when preforming []Clothes: Usually throws on a band-t and cargo pants, fishnet clothes if he's feeling fancy. If it doesn't impede his movements, great. Please search up JILUKA if you want a general idea of performance outfit vibes w []Accessories: The one thing he won't compromise on is wearing platform boots that make using his rollator almost impossible []Other: Owns a Wheelchair named Meng'er (艨儿), a Rollator named A'Meng (阿蒙) and a pair of Cuff Crutches named XiaoMeng(小梦) ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Instruments ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ MengMeng (猛朦) - Double Bass | Meng (盟) - Electric Bass | MengYa (萌雅) - Cello ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Magic Type ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Black ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ History ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Born to an old family that had a long history of instrument making and repairing, Ye MengYa was brought up with music. Classically trained from a young age, he learned to play and make the various instruments that littered around the workshop. His first instrument was the violin but he only started to take music seriously when he got his hands on a cello, the start of everything. He quickly climbed up the youth rankings and cemented himself as an up and coming talent within the classical world, setting his sights on securing a place on the national symphonic orchestra. But the higher he climbed the less fulfilled he felt. It didn't really matter in the long run if he won this competition or that, if his client was the fist chair for some symphony or the third. He was growing tired of it all, the work, the pressure, the expectations of it all. It started with moments where his fingers froze. Nothing weird, cramps where an every day phenomenon. Double vision wasn't anything weird and the pins and needles living in his limbs were from being stuck in one position for so long. Sure having a high heart rate wasn't weird or odd but was it supposed to be at 160 when he was sitting down? He was found not even a week later catatonic in his workshop. Guillain-Barre, the hospital declared, not the worst case they had seen but not pretty either. It would be difficult to return to his old life, the syndrome having progressed quite far before he was finally admitted, so all Ye MingYa could do was try. Try to return to that hellish life by forcing his legs to walk without without support. To become the picture perfect heir. To subject himself to scrutiny. Again. Not going to therapy was the easiest decision he had ever made He had frequented Hope's Lounge when he was younger, so returning to that place only felt natural. That was when he had felt free, when he was still young and hopeful for what music could give him. Maybe he would find a reason to continue with music in the very place where he had cultivated that passion ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Sexuality ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Aro-Gay - Indulges in the occasional hookups but nothing beyond that ⋆⁺｡˚⋆˙‧₊☽ Voice Claim ☾₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆ Sawashiro Miyuki [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 07/12/2024 10:13 (8 Months ago) |
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"And yet, it never moves as you desire." He sighed, shoulders rolling into such a lazy shrug that one would be hard pressed recognize the same action from the straight laced servant who had entered the room. "Perchance Milady be amendable to palsy companionship to pass the night with? Though, this one only can promise a corpse to spend with, anything further would be an overstatement of the currently available skill sets." [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 02/12/2024 11:18 (8 Months ago) |
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Granted, there weren't many who were as old as his Master which only left only a few identities to narrow down but that wasn't on his mind currently. His only mind could only process that there was someone his superior who was in need of assistance. It only seemed natural that he would extend his in return, his Master not objecting in the slightest. And so, he stepped beside Lady Shieta, bowing his head in deference. "Good evening, Milady. This one hopes that the night hasn't overstayed its welcome?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 29/11/2024 22:46 (8 Months ago) |
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Composing himself, he slid the fur back into place, fastening it. Keeping a straight face, he let himself fall back into the mask that he had cultivated for so long. Physical or mental, masks were a familiar thing, a comfort that lay heavy on the things that roared and raged to be let free. Such things were superfluous, uneeded. What good was a servant if they couldn't learn to keep things to themself? Stepping out, he blended back among the crowds, doing as a servant would. Simply listen, and assist when needed. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 29/11/2024 10:34 (8 Months ago) |
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Still, he could find humor in the irony of it all. In an event where everyone's identities were masked and anonymized, here he was with his identity proudly displayed for all to see. It made him identifiable, which he supposed was the root cause for the incomprehensible amount of trust he had been temporarily given. With what scraps of information he had gleaned, already he could begin to guess who he had shamelessly inserted his aid to, but while bloodlust was not the most common ailments among the vampiric gentry, it was common enough that he didn't feel confident enough in his assessment to pinpoint who he was conversing with. "Milady has a discerning eye, indeed this one serves the House of Drăculești." He affirmed, pride to his Master kept locked right in his chest. "No thanks are ever needed, not when it is a servant's task gladly done." [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 29/11/2024 07:47 (8 Months ago) |
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Without an outward ounce of emotion, he lifted the Moroi close enough for it to latch onto the meat of Duchess Misako's hand. There wasn't even a pinprick of pain as an avaricious mouth found the source of energy, its body swelling and bloating as it slowly rounded out from embryonic horror into impish infancy. A wave of lethargy crashing over Misako as the treatment progressed, nothing more than the deep seated desire to simply rest for just a moment. Moroi lived off the energies of anything that had the capacity to live and this particular one was starved of a meal, its greedy gorging consuming the bloodlust in a matter of minutes. Watching with a sharp ear, listening to the darkness that seemed to fill up empty desires, he let himself wonder. He knew it wasn't trust, that was naive to even consider. Perhaps the desire to not cause a scene? Or to keep in his Master's good graces? It was such a confusing choice, drinking the unknown vial and hoping that it wasn't poison. He simply couldn't understand it, the illogical nature of it all befuddling. Trust was earned, never given. But even if he couldn't understand, he could always respond in kind. As he felt the bloodlust temper itself into something healthy, something that was more than manageable, his hand snatched the Moroi and dispelled it immediately. Small fry was usually easily dispersed with a thought, nothing more than his will needed as ultimately its power was under his control, but he was surprised to find that this time he had to actually try to wrangle the summon into submission before it finally followed his orders. That was something that should never be consumed. Already familiar with how the process usually went, the fur coat draped as an overskirt over his hips was thrown around Duchess Misako's shoulders. Having one's energy forcefully taken always left the victim cold and tired, even if it was taking away excess, an unpleasant side effect that came as a natural consequence of such workings though consuming Bloodlust was new. What the aftercare for such a thing was, even he wasn't sure but it was not for his comfort that such things were done. "Would Milady require anything else? The lethargy should soon fade, but consider this one at your disposal as you recover." [Read more] |