<span style=”font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 15px; font-size: 11px; background-color: #dce9f7;”>Except one thing was strange about the scene, something that couldn’t be seen from the naked eye, or viewed from outside of the situation. The temperature dropped quickly, like… Read more

“Yes. Here.” Fang held the crisp envelope out to her, and Ms. Vine watched him for a long while with blue-green eyes. “Can’t you just tell me? Save me the damned suspense?” Fang didn’t say anything, nor did his gaze waver. Finally Ms. Vine tugged the letter from his hands, grabbed a engraved letter opener, and slit the mouth of the white… Read more

“It is a pleasure, once more, if you are to help my village.” Hana smiled sweetly. “Please, let us go to my residence.” Hana slipped her sandals just as quickly as she slipped them off, stepping down. She took a few moments to look up at the house, it’s straw roof fluttering in the breeze ever so slightly. “…Then, this house was empty.” She… Read more

Kon. Blue, or Onyomi. The latter seemed most likely. Looking around the village, she straightened her kimono before moving briskly toward the guest house to take off her sandals, and rap gently against the wood part of the sliding doors. “Miss. Kukuri? Do you mind me calling you by your first name? I understand it is intimate, but ‘Kukuri,… Read more

Hana is wearing a new silk kimono. One that makes her smile and fiddle with it. Unusually, out of the Japanese’s custom of tying her hair back and out of her face, she has left it down as a dark waterfall to her waist, and with the kimono’s dark colors it may strangely remind someone of Eiko…Not the world bearer, but the world seeker.… Read more

“The pleasure is mine, honestly, if you can bring my village back together.” She bowed lowly, moving back to the Genkan and sliding her sandals back on as she noticed the girl seemed aloof. Of course, as most of the time Hana noted, this woman did not show much true emotion at all. “I’ll allow you to settle in,” She said, wishing she knew what… Read more

One of the children of the village—-Sachi, noticed the fox coming down the hill, but did not alert the other children as she might have normally. Why were there so many visitors—strange animals and humans alike lately? These people were not the first. She knew monks had come too, able to sense their presence from a distance. The… Read more

Hana clapped her hands together, seemingly pleased. “This is good! Even if you are to betray us, as you are no true member of the village not much harm will come if you do not return.” Her head tilted slightly, her smile reamaining. “Shall you leave tomorrow? I am certain you must be weary from your travels…Come, one of the houses is… Read more

“If you think so.” Hana smiled sweetly, leaning forward across the table. “My, an adventurer and a savior? Can I trust you’ll actually return for us?”

“We send them to other villages—larger cities and towns, and hope they may return with a monk as we so prayed. They do not return, sadly, and as of late those who speak of leaving us to go fetch a priestess or sacred warrior go missing at at night.” Hana sighed slightly, “Yui-Sobo believes they have grown weary of how this village thrives,… Read more

Hana turned her face being shadowed in from the light emitting behind her. “It is nearly mid-day. We have sent for monks and priests, but all that have gone have never returned.” She stepped toward Kukuri, her face blank for the most part. “Besides, as Yui-Sobo said earlier, we have no room for you here.” Slowly she sank to her knees, letting… Read more

 The noises of the children playing once more filled the air. Not much phazed them, after all, children that had their sisters stolen away by the bandits or brothers taken by diseases. Hana stood to move over to the opening of the sliding door, watching them play with what looked like stones. Sachi was among them. “Sachi was out late with… Read more

One of the women tending to the rice crop, Chiyo, looked up at the visitor from under her straw hat. Chiyo’s eyes widened and she stepped back fiercely. “M-Man!” She dropped the tool for the mud into the water, stepping over the few rows toward Shin. “You cannot be here, you must go.” She said frantically.

Hana looked into her tea as if it held the secrets of this world. It did not seem as though anyone knew of the girl passing around Omamori, or even that there was another world ever. “…It is an unfortunate event for the men of our village, yes. But I cannot say I pity those who have been absent here. One of the women–a single mother with… Read more

Hana reached for her tea, taking a good long slip as she looked up. “Our men are quite unfortunate in this village. All have either fallen ill or have went missing. All the healthy are thin or old.” Her dark eyes flicked up to her over the cup of tea. “Of course, who is to say that we need the men? Let them run. The women here have prospered on… Read more

“What a pretty name you have, yes,” She nodded, reaching for one of the cup’s of tea, and planting the other cup before the mystery girl. The scent of green tea filled the room. “Miss. Yaogatami, is everything alright?” Her eyes scanned Kukuri again, biting her lip gently.

“I do not mean to be informal, but who are you, Miss?” She let go of Kukuri’s hand, took off her shoes before reaching for the sliding rice-paper door to open it to a room with paintings all along the walls. In the center of the room was a short table with pillow seats around it. The house looked fairly nice and rich, but a bit used and old.… Read more

The two women—one old, the other young, exchanged looks. After a half a second that seemed to last forever the elder woman turned to look up at Kukuri, her voice coming out rough and surprsingly low. “I think its a good idea for you to not get caught up–” “Yui-sobo, I would personally like to speak with her privately.” Said the younger woman,… Read more

“My name is…Never mind.” She said quickly, her fingers fumbling along her kimono skirt as she looked back and forth, biting her lip as if waiting for someone to snatch her by the arm and toss her into the river. She leaned in closely, keeping her eyelids lowered. “…Bad men come. Bad men come and steal from our village. They take all of… Read more

The girl continued to stare, shifting from bare foot to bare foot seemingly shy. “Um…this is the Inasaku noka…the village of rice!” Her voice pitched at the end, and she took a few steps back. “We-we can’t really take any travelers who can’t pay right now…we do not have much food for ourselves.”

A child with their eyes closed facing a stone and straw hut slowly turned at the other girls’ whispering rather than playing the game. “Who is she?” Someone asked, “She’s so pretty…” “I’m getting my mama!” Most of the children ran from the edge of the village, back towards town kicking up dust from their bare feet. The girl who was facing… Read more

Eiko watched as the second one appeared as well. They both had come so quickly, she was a bit surprised. Both also came in their true forms. Eiko still awaited on several humans who hadn’t come to this world with the dolls as of yet. She’d waited for years now. Some never came, perhaps the human souls were simply unable to take apart of any… Read more

Eiko landed in the clearing, her geta’s meeting the grass-land without a sound. In one hand, she held a fan raised up just above her nose. Her other hand was concealed by the long kimono sleeve. She shut the fan with a  clack, revealing the knife on the back of the closed fan. A Tessen. The darkness was fading, receding slowly to a soft… Read more

For those who pulled the thread away for the first time may have seen the world become a bit blurry or dim. Tiredness would set into their bones and their limbs would get heavy and their tongues feel thick. Eventually the world would fall away like oil paints off a page, everything blending together to ugly browns of mixing colors in… Read more

Eiko watched the girl walk away, keeping the string taunt as cool breeze blew through the straw dolls, making the dance back and forth stiffly on the yarn. “When you feel nostalgia or aloof, the thread on the left arm may bring relief.” Her voice called after the retreating, seemingly excited girl, as if the straw doll was a little package… Read more

Eiko’s face was wiped of emotion, her interest piquing at the girl’s reply. “Far from home…I understand the feeling.” The waves coming off this girl standing before Eiko screamed yokai. Had she, perhaps, already been searching for her dormant powers within? The only way to truly awaken them would be to return to the place the yokai once ran… Read more

Eiko immediately sensed the attention shifted to her, and her red wide eyes flicked over to where a girl with dark hair approached. “You must be far from home,” Eiko murmured quietly just loud enough for her to hear. Realizing that sentence could have more than one sense as she turned her body completely toward the girl. Is this why the… Read more

Eiko looked up at the sky, the city lights so bright you could not even see the stars that were hidden up there. Slowly, keeping her kimono on, Eiko let herself land to the ground on her Getas footwear, becoming visible to humans once more. From her kimono  sleeve she pulled a silver lotus hair comb to take to her long, dark, pin-straight hair.… Read more

Eiko does not look at the doll, instead, uses this chance of his distraction to study his face. There are some changes, yes, but he is still uncannily familiar to her. She raises a nimble finger to run along the left arm of the doll, the red thread bright and soft against the black and smooth straw. She had made this, got the grain herself to… Read more

Eiko reached for one of the dolls, untying it from the the red yarn with a slight ‘thrum’ that hummed up to her elbow and to her shoulder. She held it for him, her red eyes showing a bit of interest at the energy that came off of him. Definitely a Yokai. Definitely someone who was a part of the Kindan no yōkai. “It is…a gift for you. It is not… Read more

Eiko, though short, was able to follow the foreigner until he dipped out of the crowd and pressed himself against the building near the alleyway. Foreigner–he looked American, not having a cat-like look to his eyes, but any searching yokai could sense the different energy he was letting off. Most likely unknowingly. Excitement bloomed in her… Read more

“Nagareteku toki no naka de demo kedarusa ga hora guruguru mawatte Watashi kara hanareru kokoro mo mienai wa sou shiranai…” A small, yet firm voice sung out into the black sky, where the stars bled away into night’s darkest inky blackness before light could throw it’s first rays over the east horizon. Up on higher ground, walked the girl of… Read more

Name(This lifetime birth name): Karin (Last name unknown)
Name(past life): Eiko (Last name unknown)

Age: Unknown

Soul age: Unknown

Soul type: Yokai and Avatist

Yokai type: Unkown

Powers: Flames, Shikigami, flying, (ect..)

Weaknesses: Water, acid, ect..

Personality: Eiko for the most part is very quiet and mysterious. Until those she has… Read more

Name(modern):

Name(past life): (Depends on soul type)

Age:

Soul age: (Depends on Soul type)

Soul type: (Ex: Yokai)

(If Yokai.)Yokai type:

Powers: (If any)

Weaknesses:

Personality:

Clothes(modern):

Clothes(feudal):

Appearance(modern):

Appearance(past life):

History(Modern):

History(Past life):

Extra:

 

 

1. Your character, if an “old soul” or “yokai” can have 2 names–the name they were given this life time, and the name they remember from their feudal era life.

2. If your character is an old soul, when they enter the fedual era they can have a ancient apperance from their previous life. When they return the the modern world, they will return… Read more

1. Your character, if an “old soul” or “yokai” can have 2 names–the name they were given this life time, and the name they remember from their feudal era life.

2. If your character is an old soul, when they enter the fedual era they can have a ancient apperance from their previous life. When they return the the human world, they will return to… Read more

Welcome to Feudal Japan. If you have no idea what Feudal Japan is, go watch an episode of <i>Inuyasha</i> for entertainment and a general idea of what this place is. If not, I’ll briefly tell you here if nessicary. (Skip to bold topic heading if you already know.)

Feudal Japan is basically Japan in the old times. This means no cars,… Read more

Welcome to Feudal Japan. If you have no idea what Feudal Japan is, go watch an episode of <i>Inuyasha</i> for entertainment and a general idea of what this place is. If not, I’ll briefly tell you here if nessicary. (Skip to bold topic heading if you already know.)

Feudal Japan is basically Japan in the old times. This means no cars,… Read more

1.) There will be no out of character bullying. If you decide to have a disliking of another RP character that is fine unless the Role-player of that character asks you to stop the drama.

2.) Please don’t respond with one sentence all the time. I understand at times you really have nothing going on, or writer’s block, but I find that people… Read more

Piper dragged the bag toward the wing that had that stupid library with the stupid student libarian who help start this whole mess. “Orthelo!” She shouted, banging the entrance door open. Lonan shot off her shoulder, slamming into a lamp and knocking it over with a clatter, but stood atop it showing his sharp teeth only inches from the red… Read more