Name: Chiba Kasumi

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Regular Appearance:

Kasumi is a petite girl at 5'2", with unassuming features. Her hair is messy and black, with a bluish tint, and she ties it back while helping in her parents' cafe, but at other times leaves it loose. Her clothes tend towards the casual and comfortable. A few faded scars pepper her skin from a car accident, and she has a burn scar from a later incident with boiling water on the back of her left hand.

Transformed Appearance:


Abilities: When Kasumi transforms, Bunbuku the kettle tsukumogami becomes surrounded by three floating cups, like a tea set. Combining their magic, the two can brew three kinds of tea, all with different effects.

• Green tea: This tea is imbued with healing magic, helping those who drink it recover from wounds faster.
• Ginger tea: Gives the drinker a brief boost to magical and physical strength, lasting around a minute.
• Cherry blossom tea: Fitting the renewal symbolism of spring, this tea soothes exhaustion and replenishes stamina.

In terms of offense, Kasumi and Bunbuku can create bursts of steam that cleanse corrupt energy, weakening onryo and helping to exorcise them. This also works on residual curses left behind in an area after an onryo is sent to the afterlife.

Personality: A timid and reserved girl, Kasumi nonetheless tries to be helpful. Tries a little too hard, in fact, to the point that she can go about it the wrong way. She attempts to put up an air of calm composure, but most often ends up a flustered mess.

When around those she knows well, she opens up a little, showing a more cheerful side. She has a tendency to look up to others, and view them as role models. For all her admiration, however, deep down she has envy issues. She negatively compares herself to others, imagining what they'd do in certain situations and aiming to be more like them.

History: Some people are born blessed, others not so much. Kasumi wasn't, at least not in the way she saw as a blessing. As the second child to the owners of Chiba Cafe, she watched her older sister Kaori train to be the heiress. She tried to help out in any way she could, but Kaori outshone her in her confidence and skill with the public. Kasumi had always been timid, prone to frequent nightmares, and odd moments of panic when out and about as if a threat were nearby. This got her bullied, which didn't help her self-esteem any, making her even less able to measure up to her sister.

Even so, she admired her. And was distraught when, during what was supposed to be a family outing, tragedy struck. The massive storm whipped up without warning, despite the forecast having predicted clear weather. As heavy rain and wind swept through the area, a fallen tree smashed into the car. The girls' parents only received cuts and bruises. Kasumi fared worse with a concussion and a broken arm, albeit nothing she couldn't recover from. Kaori, however, was severely wounded, later passing away in the hospital.

Kasumi had always longed for the role of heiress, but now it was hers, she no longer wanted it. It should have been Kaori's. She tried nonetheless to fill her sister's shoes. Which was far from easy with the strange sense of dread constantly hanging over her, and the random misfortunes that happened every time she helped out in the cafe. One time, she spilled scalding water all over her hand. Another time, the oven malfunctioned, causing a fire that was thankfully put out quickly, but the repairs incurred massive costs. Shortly after the cafe opened up again, a customer took a bad fall, needing to be rushed to hospital.

Feeling as if the accidents were somehow linked to her, Kasumi expressed this to her grandmother, the original owner of the cafe who had long since retired. It was survivor's guilt and self-doubt, not her fault, her grandmother reassured her. To bolster her mood, she gave Kasumi an heirloom, as a symbol that she was fit to someday run the business. Her favourite tea kettle, its spout shaped like a tanuki head. A good luck charm, she explained, representing prosperity. She didn't believe in superstition, but if nothing else, its symbolism would make it a reassuring sight.

Every time she worked, Kasumi kept the kettle with her. Drawn to it in a way she couldn't explain, she'd talk to it, voicing her frustrations. And one day, while she was preparing food alone, it spoke back. Kasumi thought she was dreaming, or losing her mind. Even more bewildering was the tanuki-kettle's claim that a spirit haunted the building. Trapped, corrupted, lashing out, causing the bad luck. And Kasumi could fight back.

It was all a great deal to take in, but with the help of the kettle-spirit, who called himself Bunbuku, she was able to slip into a parallel dimension. There, her appearance changed, her old clothes and apron becoming a green kimono adorned with metallic patches and a leaf motif. That sense of someone else's presence, rife with hate and malice, became far stronger. Swallowing down her fear, Kasumi followed it until she came face to face with the spirit. Kaori.

This wasn't the Kaori she'd known. Cracks lined her skin all over, like damaged porcelain. Seething that Kasumi had never realised how much pressure she'd been under to be the perfect heiress, how it had been slowly destroying her and in the end it had all been for nothing, she flung forth several of the shards that made up her form. A desperate Kasumi shielded herself with her arms, steam pouring from her hands and from Bunbuku's mouth, dissolving the fragments and enveloping the screaming ghost.

Horrified at what she'd done, Kasumi at first couldn't bring herself to further harm her sister. It was Bunbuku who reminded her that this was the only way to protect her family, and to bring Kaori peace. Desperately apologising that she'd been too envious to notice her plight, telling her she'd always had faith in her, Kasumi sent forth a second attack. The onryo's form crumbled and evaporated, revealing Kaori underneath, as she'd always been. Free from the corruption, she admitted she was the one who owed an apology. They shared one last hug, Kaori's arms passing right through as she faded into flickering blue wisps, which rose and flew away before vanishing from view.

Since this first battle, Kasumi has since learned from research and experience that it's likely another onryo caused the freak accident that killed Kaori. She's only been a hunter for two months, but embraces her duty, for the sake of preventing other tragedies.

Likes:

• Tea
• Sweets
• Animals, especially dogs
• Relaxing music

Dislikes:

• Storms
• Public speaking
• Large crowds
• Bullies

Fears:

• Being separated from Bunbuku
• More misfortunes happening to loved ones
• Letting her family down
• The possibility that she may not be a good person, that her kindness may stem from a selfish desire for approval or to feel useful

Other: She likes to make her own tea blends, experimenting with flavours. Sometimes they work great, other times they turn out just plain bizarre.

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Name: Bunbuku

Item: Tea kettle (morinji-no-okama)

Appearance: Bunbuku is a small cast-iron kettle, with a design based on a racoon dog. His spout is an elaborate tanuki head, much like this. When not pretending to be inanimate, his head and tail move as if they were hinged.

Personality: A mischievous being who tries to boost people's morale with his playfulness, although is just as likely to simply annoy them. He knows when to be serious, it's just in between those moments that he acts like a puppy. Kasumi, thankfully, finds it endearing.

Other: Has a habit of floating around chasing his own tail.

Name: Hotaru Ukiko

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Regular Appearance:

At 5'7", Ukiko is tall for a Japanese girl, which adds to her air of confidence. She wears her dark-blonde hair in messy pigtails, and dresses in Gothic Lolita style with lots of frills, lace and ribbons. When in school uniform, she wears as many accessories as she can get away with. Her light brown eyes have a mischievous glint to them, and she often has a playful grin on her face.

Transformed Appearance:


Abilities:
Ukiko's combat power consists of spectral blue "flames", resembling hitodama, which she can launch at enemies. These flames are cold instead of hot, leaving trails of frost.

Aside from this, when transformed she always has a slight glow, which she can brighten to draw the attention of foes. When she does this, all enemy attacks will change course away from allies and towards her. Luckily she has a way to counter attacks - she can briefly create a lantern-shaped hardlight barrier around herself. This isn't foolproof, though, as enough force will break the barrier, and this ability has a cooldown time of several seconds in between uses.

Personality: Brash. Daring. Mischievous. Reckless. All these describe Ukiko and her tendency to seek out trouble before it finds her. Displaying fearlessness that borders on arrogance, she acts like every challenge is no problem for her, right down to taunting her enemies as she fights them. She likes hearing scary stories, and telling them. Folktales, horror movies, haunted house attractions, you name it - if it gives her the chills, it's right up her alley.

Of course, it's said courage is not the absence of fear, and this is painfully true in Ukiko's case. Not that she'll admit it. Behind her bold mask, she's constantly plagued with worries - of not being strong enough, of failing to defeat her foes, of letting someone down. The attitude she puts on is for the sake of overcoming said fear.

History: As a child, Ukiko was the opposite of who she is now - she was quiet and timid, due to the odd sensations and misfortunes that seemed to follow her. She was only comfortable around her best friend Aika, who'd bring her out of her shell and encourage her to try new things. For years, they were as close as sisters, until everything changed one evening.

They were both 12, on their way back from school, and Aika got her to explore the woods. There were rumours about the place, none of them good, but Aika wanted to prove they were false. As they ventured further in, Ukiko felt an overwhelming sense of wrongness, danger. She told Aika, who brushed it off - until something moved, manifesting to both of them.

Both girls turned and ran. Ukiko, in a state of utter panic, didn't look back until she was out of the forest. That was when she noticed her friend wasn't there. Desperate, she sought help.

Thankfully, Aika was found alive. It turned out a mysterious woman had discovered her injured and unconscious, and gotten her to a hospital. While she did make a full recovery, it was a slow one, physically and mentally. She had little memory of the incident, and deep gouges down her back that looked to be from an animal, but nobody could identify what kind. Worse, it was as if the creature had drained the liveliness out of her - she became withdrawn and depressed for months, verbally lashing out whenever Ukiko tried to help. For leaving her, for not even looking back. Something told Ukiko her friend's mental state wasn't solely a result of trauma.

Even after Aika recovered, both girls were torn up with regret over their actions, and drifted apart. A few years later, Ukiko's family moved to Agawa anyway. Ukiko took this as an opportunity to start anew. She wouldn't be that helpless coward any more. Slowly, she started to face her fears. She researched urban legends, the weaknesses of the beings they featured, the items that warded against them. She learned basic self defense. She started putting up a tough front. If anything like that happened again, she wouldn't let anyone else down. She'd do something, somehow.

That determination drove her to take part in a test of courage, which involved exploring an old house in a run-down district. She didn't want to, considering what had happened last time she tried something like that, but her friends were relentless, and she wasn't about to leave them behind. Jacket pockets stuffed with talismans, she followed. From the heaviness in the air, she expected another malicious spirit, and braced herself to drag the others to safety if she had to. However, she ended up encountering a different being first. While her friends' attention was diverted, a paper lantern came to life in front of her. She freaked, but the chochin-obake said there was no time to explain. A malevolent ghost, or onryo, had followed Ukiko here.

By combining their power, they were able to enter a spectral dimension. As terrified as Ukiko was, she hid it, and she and Burabura were able to take down the onryo before it could curse anyone. After the battle, and the tsukumogami's explanation of the basics, it all made sense. Aika's attacker had been an onryo, and the woman who'd brought her to safety had most likely been a hunter. Now Ukiko had the chance to be something other than useless, and make sure the incident wouldn't happen again. That was the day she cast off the last few traces of the scared girl she used to be, at least outwardly.

Likes:

• Horror movies
• Video games
• Playing pranks
• Spicy food
• Gothic Lolita aesthetic

Dislikes:

• Being helpless
• People with no sense of humour
• Hot weather
• Complete darkness (not that she'll admit it)

Fears:

• Being unable to protect someone
• Extreme darkness
• Powerful onryo
• Becoming an onryo
• Others finding out she has more fears than she lets on

Other: She has an embarrassing secret - even at her age, she still can only sleep with at least some light on. She's trying to overcome this, but her nightly duties mean she has to get as much sleep as she can, when she can.

She's part of the occult club at her school, which helps her gather information about potential hauntings. Sometimes the stories she hears turn out to be just that. Other times, there's a grain of truth to them.

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Name: Burabura

Item: Paper lantern (chochin-obake)

Appearance:

When pretending to be an ordinary item, she resembles a ragged blue paper lantern. The rest of the time, she takes on a blue-green glow, with a large single eye and a tattered mouth.

Personality:
Much more stern and serious than most people expect tsukumogami to be, Burabura is often the voice of reason, in contrast to Ukiko's impulsiveness. As different as she and Ukiko appear to be, one thing she has in common with her is protectiveness - going by hints she sometimes drops, things may have ended badly for the last hunter she was bound to.

Other: Ends her sentences with -bura.

Name: Ren Kageyama

Age: 18

Gender: Male




Abilities:

Keytana: One of Kagihime's keys grows to a size that can be wielded as a sword, resembling, but legally distinct from certain other key based melee weapons in fiction.

Key Swarm: The keys fly around independently, striking at spirits, or else activating one of their other powers.

At present, Ren can only use one of these two forms at a time, and he can only control two keys in the swarm.

Lock: A more abstract power. Kagihime can "lock" something, either closing it, barring entrance, or freezing it in place. For instance, this could be used to paralyze a Onryo, or close a doorway to prevent one from leaving or entering an area. Note, one or more of the keys must stay in place for the duration of a Lock. A more powerful force will require multiple keys to be expended.

Unlock: Unsurprisingly, the opposite of Lock. This can open things that are closed, or release a being(spirit or human) from an outside force that is holding it.
Like the Lock power, it is only temporary, and requires a key to remain in place for the duration. So if it were used to free someone from an Onryo's curse, it would only be temporary, until the Onryo were exorcized.

Personality: A rather dour youth, with little interest or need for normal societal conventions. He doesn’t care for manners or even the law, and can sometimes seem a little out of control, or even thuggish. Despite this, he actually has a surprisingly kind and generous nature. He knows what it’s like to be stuck on the outside, and though he’s become comfortable there, he’s always one to extend a hand to others who find themselves in the same place.

History: Ren grew up wealthy and privileged, but not very happy. His mother died shortly after he was born, and both his father and two older siblings seemed like they would prefer she were around, and not Ren.

For his part, Ren wasn’t the easiest to deal with, first as a rambunctious child, and later as a rebellious teenager, but in his defense, most of his family seemed sour and dejected most of the time, and didn’t pay much attention to him. Ren felt that the estate house his family lived at had a bad vibe, and didn’t like to be around it very much, so he spent as much time as he could carousing, or staying over at friends.

Despite all of this, Ren loved his family, and he was devastated when, during his last year of high school, he received a call to inform him that all three remaining family members had died. His father had shot his two eldest sons, and then himself. In a weird way, it even hurt that they hadn’t included him in this.

Ren inherited his family’s home, his father’s car, and enough money to get by for the time being. But being in that home was oppressive, worse than ever. He finally discovered why, when an antique set of keys(the original ones to this home, kept for sentimental reasons, though they no longer go to any locks) came to life and offered to take him to the source of his grief. Naturally, Ren thought he had finally cracked, but decided he may as well go for it and took the keys up on their offer. They(or, rather, she) drew him into a realm that seemed to overlap with the real world. There, he met his mother for the first time in his own memory. She was an Onryo(though he learned this word later), and she had been tormenting his home for almost as long as he had lived. With the help of Kagihime, he banished her. It was easy for him, as he felt more anger about her than sadness by this point.

Likes:
Loud Music
Freedom to do as he pleases
Sweet coffee drinks
Embarrassingly, sports anime. He’s been watching Salaryman’s Club recently.

Dislikes:
Being told what to do(so far no one who’s done it actually seemed to care about him)
Spicy food(it makes him feel like a wimp)
Sappy romance stuff(it’s never worked out that way for him)

Fears:
Losing people
Guns
Speaking on the phone.

Other: He plays guitar, but not very well. He's 5'4". He started smoking to look cool, and now he's mad that he always wants a cigarette.

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Name: Kagihime

Item: An antique ring of five keys.

Appearance:


Personality: Both a liar and a seeker of knowledge. She is a snoop and a gossip, likes to hide things, and rarely gives straight answers. Kagihime has gotten Ren in trouble on numerous occasions in their short acquaintance.

My Ambition Cannot Be Stopped

Hunter

Name: Xiahou Chong

Age: 17

Gender:

Regular Appearance:


Transformed Appearance:


Abilities:

Xiahou Chong is directly related to warlords from Ancient China. Mainly from the Xiahou and Cao clans. His powers are inherited from both of the clans, but for the purpose of this post I am going to name 2 which he uses as he has a Tsukumogami.

Just a slippery paper: He can tear a cloth place it on the ground. When it touches the ground, it become slippery. When an onryo steps on it, they can fall and either die or get injured. This gives him an advantage over the onryo.

Wrap and ablaze: He can summon rolls of cloth from underneath his wrist so he can wrap it around the mouths of onryo. The cloth will start to burn the onryo if he commanded it.

Personality: A kind and intelligent induvial blessed with foresight which means things go his way, but not always. The heavens put limits on him on which he can control and cannot control. He is also calm and cool when people argue, or find little crack in his plans, but has tricks of his own to fills those cracks in. He can also use other people statements against them and make them look silly with a twist of his own arguments. He also believes in helping people when they cannot be helped. Where his ancestors used force and ambition, he uses benevolence to earn the trust of the people, and this fuels his ambition to rid the world of evil spirits.

History: A direct descendent of Cao clans and Xiahou clans dating back to ancient china, when the Imperial Han Court and the rest of China was in a state of chaos. Xiahou Chong was originally from Cao clan, but his grandma was adopted by the Xiahou clan. His mother came to Japan to seek a singing career, as she knew and spoke Japanese fluently. She later married a Owner of a Host Club. A striking beautiful baby boy was born. His mother names him Xiahou Chong, in respect of Cao Cao's youngest son, Cao Chong. As he grew up, he was haunted by onryo back from ancient china. They hurt him, cursed his family and said that heaven wouldn't accept him. When he told his parents, his father didn't believe a word, but his mother did. She booked him a ticket back to their hometown Hefei, Anhui Province. He stayed there until he was 17 and was proficient in Taoism. When he came to Japan, an Ittan-Momen looked down at him and decided to kill him by wrapping around his face. Xiahou Chong sensed it's presence and grabbed it exerting great force. The Tsukumogami knew it was no match and decided to serve Xiahou Chong. They made a pact together, which now will never break and passed on to future generations.

Likes:
His family, mostly his cousins who he visits him on the weekends.
Ice cream
Has a soft spot for children and animals as well as the elderly

Dislikes:
Trouble makers
Gangs
Urban Legends

Fears:
He fears for his parents. He hopes that the spirits that haunt him does not haunt or harm his parents or worse.

Other: Fights with a his family heirloom, Cao Cao's sword and 7 Star Dagger which is in pristine condition. Cao Cao nearly used the dagger on Dong Zhou, but failed and fled Luoyang.

Tsukumogami

Name: Ittan-Momen

Item: Roll of cotton

Appearance:


Personality: Cunning, playful, mischievous, and insightful.

Other: not only this type can suffocate it's prey, it can also set itself on fire, burning it's target if it gets angry. It only obeys Xiahou Chong, as Xiahou Chong is bright, ambitious as well as intellectual.

anime: In/Spectre

Name: Kaito Takahashi

Age: 14
Gender: Male

Regular Appearance:

Transformed Appearance:

Abilities: Bear magic: Kaito’s abilities all revolve around bears. Right now, he can only affect stuffed bears, but in the future he may able to affect real bears and even spirit bears.

He can summon a bunch of magical teddy bears that he can throw at opponents with great power, or control an army of teddy bears to overwhelm opponents. The bears can also rip themselves open, and tangle up enemies with stuffing.

Personality: Kaito is a timid boy. He is uncomfortable in unfamiliar situations, and even in some familiar situations. It stems from being bullied for a long time. He speaks with a stutter, and is easily embarrassed or frightened. He really wants to be brave, but it’s harder than it looks.

Beneath all the shyness, he’s actually a very sweet kid. If someone is actually nice to him, he will cling that person. He tries his best to be helpful, and is willing to listen and be a shoulder to cry on. He is loyal to all of whatever friends he does have, because he finds it so difficult to make them.

As hunter, he has a little more self confidence. Even though he thinks the situation is scary, at least he has powers, and Rilakkuma to help him out.

History: Kaito had a decent home life, and had loving and supportive parents. His school life however was not so pleasant. He was often bullied for his meek personality that made him an easy target. It did not help that bad things always seemed to happen near him. Sometimes it was caused by just him being clumsy. Other times though, bad stuff happened to other people, and he would be around to take the blame. Whether that would be stuff falling and breaking, people falling and breaking, or other instances of bad luck. It gave him a reputation of being a jinx. Kaito could sense something wasn’t right, but kept his mouth shut.

His one comfort is his teddy bear, Rilakkuma. He got from his mother, who got it from her own mother, and so on. It was an old bear, but Kaito did not care, he was cute to him. Kids would definitely make him fun of him for still having a teddy bear at his age, but it was a comfort object for him. One day, after a particularly stressful day of school, he came home, and cuddled with Rilakkuma. That was when something miraculous occurred.

Rilakkuma came to life, and spoke to him. She explained that she was tsukumogami and explained what Onryo were. To prove it, they travelled to Limbo. Where he and Rilakkuma fought an Onryo that had been following him together. Kaito couldn’t believe it. This was the source of his bad luck. Reluctantly with Rilakkuma’s encouragement, Kaito took the role of a hunter.

Likes:
Cute things
Sweets
Food in general
Cooking
Plush toys

Dislikes:
Bullies
Violence (Even though it comes with the job)
Large crowds
Onryo (They were responsible for everything bad that’s happened to him.)

Fears:
Being bullied
Stage fright
Being hated

Other: His family may have been descended from hunters in the past.

Uh… I watched Smile Precure! last year… I haven’t watched anime that much recently, I have a backlog of stuff to watch…

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Name: Rilakkuma

Item: Teddy bear

Appearance: A cream colored teddy bear. You can tell she has been well loved, because she is worn out. She has sewn on black button eyes, and a black sewn on nose, and a sewn smile. Kaito dresses her up in little outfits.

Personality: She is a playful and energetic teddy bear. Virtually the opposite of Kaito, she is a social butterfly who likes to play and have fun. She always tries to encourage Kaito to make friends and try new things.

Name _(Last/First): Himura Seika

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Regular Appearance:


Transformed Appearance:


Abilities:
Feline Intensification: The cat-like additions to her physical form allows for heightened sense which includes better reflexes/balance, quieter steps, enhances her sight in the dark, strengthens her sense of smell, and her new ears pick up sounds with more ease. Unfortunately, this also means that it can be extremely overwhelming in certain cases which will freeze her up and can cause more of a hindrance than a help. She is also more prone to getting distracted.

Furnace: She can spew fire from her mouth but is uncontrolled and untamed spray unless she uses a bamboo shoot to keep the aim steady and stream of fire (kinda like a blow dart in a sense). The effect only lasts as long as she isn’t inhaling and stops the moment she needs to breathe. She is trying to learn how to use fire in other ways or if it is even possible besides from her mouth.

Purrtection: Once the trivet is removed from the crown-like position on her head, it enlarges to become a shield to defend against attacks. It will return to its small size when removed from her hands or placed back upon her head. It is weaker against certain types of magics/attacks.

Personality: Seika is a very guarded individual, keeping most people at a distance with only a small portion of her gentle side showing through. Her best self being when she is around her twin, him bringing out the side of her that is buried between protective layers. The side that is outgoing and a bubble of positive energy, the one that is free to be weak and kind without a fear of being deceived. She can be a bit direct, coming off as rude and brash in her nature since she wants to get straight to the point, a bad habit she picked up in her time at the Yakuza. She is confident, having no problem marching to the beat of her own drum or standing up for what she believes in. Seika wishes she could have been more protective, caring and compassionate like her brother was openly to others during their Yakuza days (and still is) but she chose to be the buffer between her brother and her uncle as much as possible. The easiest way to do this was to do what she needed to do, even if that meant being silent, strong, polite, and also ruthless or unforgiving if asked. She is trying to be better about reaching out to others, protecting them and showing that she had done what she did, not because she was a bad person but because she saw no other way. She is still trying to forgive herself.

History:Seika and her brother Taiki had a wonderful childhood, growing up in one of the quieter spots in Agawa. A place home to one of the older shrines and a place that still held the belief in the spiritual, something that their mama had held onto during her own raising there. Their parents would tell them stories gathered from years ago, those of legends forgotten and of spirits in another world much like our own. It made the unexplained happenings that seemed to occur around the twins now and then make a lot more sense. Seika knew that she never had to fear though when she was at her mama’s side, it felt as if all those troubles went away. Seika hoped to be like her mama one day, the ray of sunshine in the darkest of storms, strong and capable but still as gently kind to those around her. She had wanted those days to go on forever, her family living the happy and peaceful life but sometimes things are just not meant to be.

When the twins were around ten years old, their world was shattered and they would both be changing to quite a different lifestyle. They had stood there, waiting as all the other kids were picked up, as the buses left, and the teachers started to head out with them still at the empty front of the school. A few teachers stopped to check on them and tried to call their parents with no answer. It was only later, after the police became involved that they found out the truth. Their parents hadn’t come because of a freak car accident on their way to pick them up. It was horrifying to learn and Seika feared for what that would mean for them. She was heartbroken, devastated beyond all comprehension but she didn’t shed a single tear, promising herself to stay strong for her brother. He was the only one she had left in her mind and she wouldn’t let herself break.

As luck would have it, they discovered that apparently, they had extended family; something neither mama nor papa spoke of before but at least saved them from having to go into the foster system where they might be split apart. After that tragic day, the pair were raised by their uncle, one Niko Himaru. At first, in spite of the deep loss, things regained some semblance of normalcy for a time. Both twins couldn't help but notice how extremely busy their uncle was, especially at night, doing odd things he never fully explained and keeping them suspiciously in the dark. It was always an unexplained mystery that ate at her curiosity and any questions were smoothly evaded or a general answer that ultimately explained nothing. Seika just found it better not to ask and gave up on the whole endeavor of trying to figure out their new and cryptic uncle.

It was around their 14th birthday when the ultimate truth was revealed to them, a surprise neither of them had asked for and given a gift of an unfortunate situation. They were unceremoniously roped into the ‘family business’ and given no choice for the path they were now forced to follow. As it turned out, uncle Niko had connections with the Yakuza, the infamous Japanese mafia. That was not the worst blow though...it turned out that prior to his quiet life, their papa had been a member as well, showing just how loyal the family had been and was to the widely heard mafia gang. Bound by both necessity and force, Seika and Taiki were pushed into being fledgling members of the criminal organization.

This continued on for a few years, with them learning the ropes and receiving extensive training. They would occasionally smuggle goods or run shakedowns, now and then for her, receiving more serious orders since her brother could not be trusted to handle them. Seika always ended up placing any of Taiki blame onto herself, offering to make up for it or taking the punishments without his knowledge, wanting him to continue to be the kind and loving person he is. She hated what she was doing and who she was becoming but her brother and their plan to leave this life behind were what kept her going. Knowing very well that this wasn't what their parents would've wanted for either of them. They found their chance on the day of their 18th birthday, officially marking them as adults; they were quick to leave behind their uncle's home, and desperate for a place to lay low, they ended up begging the owner of a local antique store to let them stay for a short time, confident it would be the last place their people would look for them. They were correct, of course, but it led them down an even stranger path...

Over time in the store, inexplicably, the twins could tell that the shop owner had fallen dangerously ill from out of nowhere. Unfortunately, they both also had a good idea of who was at fault; themselves. Ever since they've had to live with their uncle, the minor misfortune that followed them in childhood seemed to grow and fester, to the point that even among the Yakuza they were dubbed The Misfortune Twins. If it wasn’t a supernatural or unlucky phenomenon, the other option was that the Yakuza had found out where they were and were taking care of loose ends which wasn’t a positive outcome either. The two wanted to help, but had no idea how, nor could they leave, for fear of their own safety if this wasn’t the work of the Yakuza. It was in this desperate duality that their Tsukumogami found them.

Taiki's story was much different from her own, having a bit more of an…excitable first encounter. Her introduction was much more of an amicable greeting between potential Hunter and Tsukumogami. It happened in the dead of night, as she had wandered down to have a cup of tea since she was having trouble sleeping. Seika had quietly pulled out a cup, preparing all the steeping materials before filling a kettle with water and moving to the small hot plate to heat it up only to find it was already on. She cautiously set the kettle down, looking around nervously on edge. She knew it wasn’t her brother and there was no way that it had been on the whole evening. The shopkeeper wasn’t in the greatest of shape and had leaned on them to help out beyond just the shop. She didn’t remember them using it as they had gotten takeout so who was here? Was this a glitch? Seika confidently pulled a knife from the drawer, giving a threat out into the open darkness but what responded back had her instantly dropping her weapon. The small catlike creature pleaded for mercy (even though it couldn’t hurt him), scared and peaking out from its hiding spot. He introduced himself, explaining why he had appeared before her, the reasons he had chosen her, the purpose ahead of her and hinting at a dire situation that Seika was unknowingly in.

The next morning she had convinced herself it was a dream, that there was no way that all that had happened the night before had been real. Sure, she saw the trivet and debated with herself, a small voice telling her that this couldn’t be ignored or explained away when it made so much sense. She had told Taiki everything that had happened later that day knowing that he would believe her, help her make sense of all this when come to find out he had been in a similar situation as well.

Thus, the two had become Hunters, and they were already being thrust into a dangerous situation, as only now were they truly aware of the situation that was presented thanks to the help of Taiki’s tsukumogami...

The old man was being cursed to death.

Without much time to spare, the two performed their first proper (if you can call what happened in there proper...) exorcism, banishing the Onryo that had latched itself onto the old shopkeep. Overjoyed with his recovery, and inexplicably getting the sense that this troublesome duo he'd taken in had some part in it, he's agreed to watch over them and let them stay in the attic of the shop for as long as they needed, much to the twins' relief.

...Now they just need to actually figure out the ins and outs of this 'Hunter' business.

Likes:

• Her brother
• Sports
• Yoga/Parkour
• Cooking
• Animals/Nature
• Spicy Foods
• Cute Things though she will never admit it
• Sewing
• Rain

Dislikes:

• Gangs/Bullies
• Her own physical strength
• Surprises
• Guns
• Being bossed around
• Silence (awkward or otherwise)
• Snow
• Mornings

Fears:

• Something terrible happening to Taiki
• Becoming an Onryo upon death
• Yakuza
• Being trapped
• Being deceived
• Spiders kill them with fire

Other:

• Seika may not seem like it based on appearance but she is extremely strong and many underestimate this. When dealing with opponents that are bigger or stronger, she uses others' weak points to her advantage.
• She stands around 5’8 just a little under her brother
• Her favorite meal is spicy chicken ramen
• When choosing dessert, she will alway choose something that has mochi, not caring if it is plain, sweet filing, or ice cream
• She usually hides her Tsukumogami in a bag or anywhere out of sight since he is nervous around others.

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Name: Shinchuu

Item: Trivet (Gotoku-Neko)

Appearance:




Personality: He is the definition of a scaredy cat. A nervous and cautious mess that is very much about self preservation while being a touch on the self absorbed side. He is shy and reserved around a group of people, preferring to stay hidden but don’t let that fool you. He can be stubborn and has a fiery personality when speaking of passionate things or when in a bit of a temper tantrum.

Other: His nature makes him a bit of a fire starter, loving to light fireplaces, flick candles on, and heat up ovens which can at times be dangerous which means Seika constantly checks for these things. He doesn’t mean anything by it, just trying to be helpful which is actually very unhelpful.

Anime: Spy x Family

Hunter

Name: Himura Taiki

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Regular Appearance:


Transformed Appearance:



Abilities:

• Guardian Silk - Even while not being directly worn, Taiki's Koya-damashii is especially durable, able to effectively be used as a shield against all manner of attacks, and is especially poignant when guarding against painful curses; it is quite used to that treatment itself...
• Spiritual Aid - Though Taiki's Koya-damashii cannot manifest its full form while being used by him, it can still form its two heavyset, scaled arms, making for a extra set of very powerful hands, made all the more potent with its last, greatest ability for now, at least...
• The Weight Of Power - When Taiki fully wears his Koya-damashii, he finds his powers escalated sevenfold; stronger, faster, and even tougher than before! Even the defensive qualities of his Koya-damashii are enhanced, as are the arms it can manifest. However, this doesn't come without a cost...Just as in the past, the clothing that makes up his Tsukumogami was beaten endlessly to give it its coloration, he too must come to bear unspeakable pain and agony during this time, physically destroying his body and draining his life while he dons the heavy mantle of one with true strength....

Personality: Taiki really looks up to his sister, and tries his best to emulate her; her strength and brashness that others frown upon, he finds as great qualities of his dear sister. He even tries to act intimidating and tough, just like she is. However...For all his tough-guy posturing, Taiki is inherently compassionate and kind, practically to a fault. He's a natural helper, much as he spites that about himself. For as much as many would consider it his strongest trait, he thinks of it as a weakness, when all he wants is to be stronger for the person he loves...

Still, don't let kindness be mistaken with weakness. For all his softness, he's incredibly brave and always prepared to face something headfirst, no matter the consequences. It may be true he isn't as strong as his sister, and he may never be, but he'll be damned if he can't at least try!

History: Taiki and his sister Seika had what most would call a good childhood. Their family lived in one of the quieter spots of Agawa, and that fit the family just fine; they lived an honest, peaceful life, content and happy with one another, always smiling through rain or shine. There was always a bit of...Strangeness that seemed to surround the twins, but for some reason, whenever their mother was around, all those troubles never seemed to last long.

This happy story for the two of them ended abruptly, when they were around ten years of age. The both of them were patiently waiting for their parents to come pick them up from school...But that was not the case. It was only later that they discovered their parents had died in a freak car accident, much to their horror and fear.

Stranger still, it was then they discovered that apparently, they had extended family; something neither mom nor dad spoke of before. So since that tragic day, the pair were raised by their uncle, one Niko Himaru. At first, in spite of their horrible loss, things regained some semblance of normalcy for a time, though the twins couldn't help but notice how busy their uncle was, especially at night, doing things he never fully explained...

It was around their 14th birthday that things were explained to them...And that they were unceremoniously roped into the situation as well. As it turned out, uncle Niko had connections with the Yakuza, the infamous Japanese mafia. And even worse...It turned out that prior to his quiet life, their father had been a member as well. Bound by both necessity and force, Seika and Taiki were pushed into being fledgling members of the criminal organization.

This continued on for a few years, with them learning the ropes, occasionally smuggling goods or running shakedowns (though in Taiki's case, calling them 'shakedowns' is a stretch; he simply didn't have the heart for that sort of thing, and usually ended up giving money to the people he was supposed to be extorting), but always planning to leave this life behind, knowing it wasn't what their parents would've wanted. They found their chance at their 18th birthday, officially marking them as adults; they were quick to leave behind their uncle's home, and desperate for a place to lay low, they ended up begging the owner of a local antique store to let them stay for a short time, confident it would be the last place their people would look for them. They were correct, of course, but it led them down an even stranger path...

Over time in the store, inexplicably, the twins could tell that the shop owner had fallen dangerously ill from out of nowhere. Unfortunately, they both also had a good idea of who was at fault; themselves. Ever since they've had to live with their uncle, the minor misfortune that followed them in childhood seemed to grow and fester, to the point that even among the Yakuza they were dubbed The Misfortune Twins. The two wanted to help, but had no idea how, nor could they leave, for fear of their own safety...It was in this desperate duality that their Tsukumogami found them.

Taiki only knows his sister's story from her point of view, since apparently hers met her at night privately, too shy to introduce itself even among another potential Hunter. His, however, was a bit more...Direct. While helping around the store (since the owner was growing too weak to properly work), the young man practically found himself attacked by an article of clothing, as if it were trying to eat him. It made for....Interesting introductions. But after the initial excitement his Tsukumogami had from finally finding a proper Hunter, it introduced itself more formally, and explained the situation to Taiki. It definitely confused him, and he would've almost certainly had written it off if it weren't for his sister explaining a similar (if slightly less panic-inducing) meeting with one of these spirit objects. Thus, the two had become Hunters, and they were already being thrust into a situation, as only now were they truly aware of the situation...

The old man was being cursed to death.

Without much time to spare, the two performed their first proper (if you can call what happened in there proper...) exorcism, banishing the Onryo that had latched itself onto the old shopkeep. Overjoyed with his recovery, and inexplicably getting the sense that this troublesome duo he'd taken in had some part in it, he's agreed to watch over them and let them stay in the attic of the shop for as long as they need, much to the twins' relief.

...Now they just need to actually figure out the ins and outs of this 'Hunter' business.

Likes:

• His twin sister.
• Helping others (though he won't admit it).
• Proving his strength (whether it be metaphorical or physical).
• ....Sappy romance stuff. B-but you didn't hear it here, y'hear?!

Dislikes:

• The Yakuza (and bullies in general...Though he doesn't think this way of his uncle, in spite of everything).
• Being seen as weak/soft.
• Sour food.
• Violence (very ironic, for...Many reasons, not least of which being how he wants to be seen as strong, yet hates having to fight).

Fears:

• His Tsukumogami (though he tries not to show it).
• His sister being hurt...Or worse.
• Facing the past.

Other:

• Both Taiki and Seika's birthdays are on June 21st.
• Taiki's favorite food is beef bowl ramen.
• His favorite dessert is dango skewers.
• Taiki is the taller of the twins, standing at 5'10.
• For his everyday life, he usually carries Kishin around by either folding him up and putting him away in a bag, or when he's in a hurry, tying him around his waist (which the Tsukumogami despises endlessly).

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Tsukumogami

Name: Kishin

Item: Indigo Kimono

Appearance:


Personality: Kishin is stoic and serious, always speaking in a strict, yet surprisingly dramatic, nature. It also prides itself on its noble nature, though once it is fully donned, even with the incredible patience this spirit possesses, it cannot hold back the tide of violent, nigh animalistic tendencies that spill forth...

Other: While by their very nature Tsukumogami are old, Kishin is old by that standard, having seen many of its holders, both Hunter and no, come and go.

Age: 17

Gender: Male, he/him

Regular Appearance:
Transformed Appearance:


Abilities: Aside from his enhanced physical abilities, he has those tied to his Tsukumogami. Archer's Spirit --- He summons and shoots arrows that can either:
1. Explode into bright, cleansing energy that can throw onryo off of balance,
2. Fly with an extremely durable rope to a target that he can use to pull in one other attached object/person back to wrap around the arrow-- aka to the onryo it's attached to.
3. More to come, hopefully!


Personality: Yuma wishes that he had a more 'explosive' character. He is quite stern and caring, confident to the point of stubbornness in his ability to do the right thing. However, his rigid standards keep him from taking risks. Yuma's quite a coward when it comes to standing up for himself compared to others. To this day he's desperate to stop fearing his father's judgment. Yuma is the star student of his grade with not a bad thing to say about. It's as it should be, since he has almost crippling anxiety and perfectionism about it. Yuma is someone who, like his father, is happy when making other people happy. Honestly, he doesn't know how to let someone else take control. No one has ever questioned it though, most let him be in his comfortable space of the leader of the friend group, the mom friend of the bunch. Deep down he's a romantic but he does not get his hopes up while he lives with his parents--- what if they don't accept he only likes men?

History: Yuma knows this city like back of his hand. Eventually, he started avoiding certain streets due to strange noises, and whenever he tried to leave the city there has always been an ill-timed cold or even accidents....

He's the youngest child of the Chief of Police in Agawa. But his baby sister is one, so she's not too much fun to hang out with. Yuma grew up not quite in the public eye-- despite how big his title was, the family weren't celebrities. They had a very nice house by the beach. He has plenty of memories when his mom was healthy yes-- but there were even more memories of when she couldn't help take care of him more after a car accident in a family vacation. He spent time with her during physical therapy to help motivate her-- but at other times he would be with his grandmother. The Gojo family is deeply rooted in this town, his dad jokes that they never get the chance to leave because it's destiny.

Well, as he grew older, his mom got stronger, though his character was already instilled with a strong sense of responsibility. All the pressure to succeed as a kid used to feel more loving. All these things he did used to be a lot more fun. He doesn't remember what it was like to swim for fun and not to break or time or burn a certain number of calories. It all made his parents so proud of him.

There came the Archery Club incident. It was when all of his teammates started to come down with stomach bugs-- he went in to clean the range in case something had spread over the lockers or benches. Yuma doesn't even know how it got in there, but there were some historical objects on display related to archery, and in a box near them was a very old-fashioned quiver. It and its booming voice practically shook the entire building. Yuma wouldn't take it up on its offer at first until it was revealed that he would probably never leave this city in peace due to the onryo that kept popping up to ruin his journey. It was a stupid, heat-of-the-moment decision. Stupid because he never took the time to consider, maybe this thing is lying to him?

Likes:
Archery
Swimming and surfing
Piano
Massages
Watching the sunset from the beach

Dislikes:
Slow-talkers
Skinship with strangers
Naps, they waste the day
Overeating

Fears:
Being outed
Tight, small spaces

Other: He's aiming for universities in Tokyo.


Tsukumogami - Furu Utsubo

Name: Captain, it gives off that impression

Item: arrow quiver



Personality: Captain is extremely stern and even louder, which frankly stresses Yuma out. He constantly has criticism to give and is trying to push Yuma to be more courageous and try new things.

Other: He likes pop girl group music.

Name: Harukaze Naoto

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Regular Appearance:


Transformed Appearance:


Abilities: When transformed, Kabi unfurls into a serpentine dragon that slithers through the air at Naoto's behest.

• Smells Like Quaran-teen-ed Spirit - Naoto and Kabi are both capable of emitting a pungent, mildewy odor that saps away at the strength of nearby onryo, which Kabi can exacerbate by constricting them in his tattered body. Unfortunately, the smell's not very pleasant for anyone else either.
• The Dragon Feasts - Kabi can draw corruption into his draconic maw like a whale feeding on krill, where he then cleanses it within his body.
• Breath of the Great Dragon - Though not very glamorous, Naoto can emit jets of dirty dishwater that eat away at corrupted energies far more efficiently than his noxious odor does.

Personality: Energetic and scatterbrained to a fault, it's hard to keep Naoto's attention on anything for very long before his brain bounces off in another direction. In Naoto's worldview, a moment enjoyed is never a moment wasted, and the most dreadful state of being he can fathom is boredom. (What the hell is 80 HD and why do people say he has it? He's not a TV.) His parents would say he neglects to apply himself to anything, that he flits around toward whatever stimuli happen to catch his attention at the moment before dropping them entirely and moving on to something else. This is fairly accurate, much to his denial. (How's he supposed to focus on boring stuff all day anyway?) He pours his restless energy into everything he does, and expects everyone else to keep up, even when his attention span lapses and he's on to the next distraction.

History: The Harukazes have historically been very involved in the local shrine, and the current family is no exception; Naoto's mother was a shrine maiden in her youth and his father is a respected shinshoku. Naturally, they expected their children to continue this legacy. Naoto's older sister took to it wonderfully, the pride of their family and a spitting image of her mother as she tended to the shrine. Naoto himself was less than impressive. He never could seem to pay attention to his father's teachings and the rituals slipped his mind faster than he could learn them. As far as he was concerned, he just wasn't cut out to be a priest. Though as he grew older, the weight of his family's expectations mounted. Generation after generation of shrine tenders, only to be sullied by his laziness - or at least that's how his parents saw it. His mother in particular made it her mission to remind Naoto of this. Why couldn't he be more like his sister? She was dancing kagura and assisting in festivals at his age, but he could barely sit still long enough for a tea ceremony.

What started as simple ineptitude became willful disobedience. Naoto wanted nothing to do with that shrine. Whatever duties he was given, he'd rush through as fast as possible, just to get them over with. Eventually, his parents relegated him only to simple chores around the shrine, impatient as he was for the nuances of ritual and ceremony, while his sister was lavished with praise since somebody had to carry on the family name. Naoto wouldn't have minded if it didn't include constant reminders of what he should be doing and how disappointing of a son he was. As if the kami themselves were disappointed in him too, strange misfortune began following Naoto in his late teens. Nothing explicit enough to cause alarm, but it seemed like the more he denied his heritage, the worse his string of bad luck got. He was pretty sure he hadn't gotten a positive fortune on New Years in, well, years.

Naoto would've been content to leave it at that, had he not been (un)lucky enough to be assigned the envious task of cleaning out an old storage shed just off the shrine grounds. What should've been a banal, torturous task for the boy became instantly interesting when he toppled over a trunk of old linens and a voice of all things emerged from it. An old rag, tattered and mildewed to the point that it should've been thrown away, slithered out of the pile of fabric like a snake, rejoicing in the fact that a gifted individual had finally graced the shrine again and lamenting how foolish it was to not have an exorcist on hand for generations. The sudden contrast of himself being called a gifted exorcist while this serpentine towel dismissed his family as unfit to manage the shrine was so jarring that it halted whatever urge Naoto had to run away, and he found himself entranced by the creature's words. He wanted to know more. He wanted to be called special again. He wanted to run outside and rub the towel snake's words in his mother's face.

Unfortunately for Naoto, the praise did not last long. Kabi - as the rag introduced itself - found Naoto's incessant questioning while he explained the reality of the supernatural grating, and what started as a wise teacher imparting wisdom on a student quickly became a tyrant barking orders at his newest soldier. The green-haired boy was hardly the hunter Kabi had hoped for during his long slumber, but he was yet young and thus malleable.

Naoto's first foray into limbo was at the behest of a demanding taskmaster, and he feared that his new 'sacred duty' would quickly become as much of an unpleasant shadow looming over him as his old one. Only the novelty of the situation kept him distracted from that uncomfortable truth. (He kinda wanted to see what a ghost looked like now that he knew they were real.) The thought perished as soon as Naoto loosed his new pet dragon on the hunched over figure that hissed at his approach. He knew at once, this was his purpose. Kabi said he was born for it - something he'd heard before - but as the last of the spirit's lingering essence faded, Naoto found success where his parents' expectations had been met only with failure. He emerged back into the real world Kabi's dutiful disciple, eager to grow as a hunter. Or at least as dutiful as his attention span allowed, much to Kabi's chagrin.

Likes:

• Attention.
• Easygoing people.
• Doing stupid things with friends. The more ill-conceived, the better.
• Tempura.
• Lowbrow humor.
• Anyone willing to patiently teach his dumb ass math.

Dislikes:

• Having to sit still.
• His unintentional involvement in his family's legacy.
• Kabi's smell.
• Doing anything slowly.
• Pessimists.
• Criticism from women. (They're just a proxy for his mother)
• Optometrists.

Fears:

• His parents finding out about the whole 'hunter' thing.
• Being trapped in monotony.

Other: Naoto has a very tenuous conception of personal space when he’s excited.

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Name: Kabi

Item: Moldy Kitchen Rag (Shiro-Uneri)

Appearance:


Personality: The August and Most Puissant Kabi-sama considers himself a noble dragon of regal bearing, and expects reverence befitting his station. This would be a bit more convincing if he wasn't a smelly towel. To make matters worse, His Celestial Majesty must occupy his time babysitting his hunter, lest the poor fool wander off in the middle of his duty most sacred. Kabi usually comes off as a crotchety old man and tends to nag a lot, especially to Naoto, though his ire can be assuaged by feeding his ego. For all his pomp, Kabi takes his duty very seriously, and once an onryo catches his notice, he will entertain no distractions - for himself or Naoto - until it has been cleansed.

Other: Though Kabi finds Naoto lacking compared to the hunter he'd bonded with in the past, he learned very quickly, in all his wisdom and splendor, that verbally measuring the boy unfavorably to them was a quick way to lose his attention, and thus politely refrains from such comparisons.

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History/Personality:

Kukiko grew up far from the city, not that anyone today could tell. She comes from a beautiful little village that adapted to modern times while still retaining some older traditions. Her family, such as it is, were the caretakers for the Shinto shrine in the mountains for generations. With their modern lives, the Shrine was not as shiny and well maintained as it always have been, but it was still being taken care of.

Kukiko always had been different than the others, which was made even more apparent in such a small village. She care not as much for old traditions and the family business of caring for the Shrine, but she had to participate nonetheless. As she grew into her teenage years, the young woman adopted a 'gothic' look as a form of rebellion like so many teens do. Nevertheless, her parents and family accepted her as she was, attitude and all. She became quite recluse in the village and had only a few friends which she hang out with on seldom occasions. Kikuko would enjoy her solitude and especially painting, writing and taking photos of the rustic village and surrounding area. She became quite lazy, though, speaking only if necessary and sleeping a lot of the times. Then, when time came for Senior High school, her family accepted to send her to the city.

Now having lived in a dormitory in the city for about a year or two, it was hard to tell she came from a rural village. Kukiko still mostly enjoy her time on her own writing or painting or going around the city taking pictures of more urban topics as opposed to her old subjects of photography.

Like:
- Sleeping
- Painting
- Writing
- Photography
- Rain
- Sleeping

Dislikes:
- Crowds
- Talking too long
- Hot days
- People with too much energy

Fear:
- Claustrophobic
- Water (can't swim)
- Public Speaking

Other: Kukiko is lazy and would rather sleep most of the time instead of doing whatever. Especially instead of having to Hunt for dead people to put them to sleep.

Hunter Origins:

What others did not know was that Kukiko had also been approached by a Tsukumogami, much to her own dissatisfaction. Perhaps it had chose her due to her family close ties with the spirit world or perhaps not, but she was chosen nonetheless. A Jatai had approached her; a yokai that took the form of a sentient Obi belt and moved about like a snake. Quite possible a very old belt forgotten somewhere in the shrine, which was a pain. Even since then, Kukiko had been busy tending to the shrines and doing her Hunter duty around the village if need be, which wasn't much. Things got more hectic when she moved to the city, though...



Abilities:

As it stand out, Kukiko abilities are very straightforward but also versatile. They are in fact only one; Obi. When changed, Kukiko can summon forth exactly 2 Obi Sash from within her long gown. Those sash can be used as tendrils for attack, defense and even moving around to swing herself to a location. They are mid-range, however, and require her to generally get pretty close to an Onryo to seal it away. To seal away an Onryo, Kukiko will need to wrap it up completely with one of her Obi which will lay it to rest. The numbers of Sash she can use may increase with time and as she get used to this power.


Name: Obi
Item: Obi
Appearance: It's an Obi. It's basically a traditional belt/sash. Also, Obi is kind of a blend looking...well, Obi. Meaning that Kukiko can wear him in her everyday clothing and it passes as a sort of extra accessory item for her looks.

Personality: Obi is still pissed at Kukiko that she refused to give it a real name and just lazily called him 'Obi'. Other than that, he is quite energetic and constantly has to push his Hunter forward to do stuff and not just lay around all day.

Other: Will tighten around her waist when angry, prompting her to pull on it for Obi to stop. Often argue with Kukiko.

Name: Sora Kimuri

Age: 17

Gender: Female







Sora was a lonely child growing up, after losing her younger brother in an accident. Her parents never fully recovered from the trauma, and thus were absent for most of her childhood. She grew to be incredibly independent from a young age as her parents seemed to just..give up on everything. She felt for them, and she felt the loss of her brother carried with her every day. But she had this built resentment for her parents for basically abandoning her. . That hate built into her colder exterior today. She had a very prim and proper attitude towards life, if it's not practical she doesn't need it. She had little to live off of and is very frugal as a result.

She lived with her parents, when they were around, just outside of the city and closer to the coast. Most days her parents were just gone, so she would run out to the beach whenever possible. The sweet old ladies in her neighborhood would usually have dinner for her. Sora’s best memories were eating beef dishes while sitting on the concrete outside. Fireflies buzzing, and the sun slowly descending in the distant horizon. She took herself to school, did the chores around the house. She had no idea where that motivation came from, maybe spite? She wasn’t so sure herself but she kept on pushing. The few times her parents did come home, they were drunk and angry so she would just leave. No point in staying when they couldn’t come after her or have any real power over her. Now it's her final year in highschool. Nothing can stand in her way of getting into a good college. Anything to ensure that she gets to move far far away on her own.

At some point Sora was rummaging around in her families attic. They had thrown together all sorts or random boxes. Some labeled as trash, others labeled for sale. She always used to like looking through them for hand me downs. Or things she could sell first honestly. She justified it by telling herself she needed the money more. At some point she came across an antique fan in one of the sell boxes. It appeared dingy and decrepit at first but Sora saw the potential. She hurriedly took it downstairs to clean. A little love and care and the fan looked good as new. She was delighted over her new find, but not for too long. A cheerful and excited voice came seemingly out of no where, causing Sora to screech and fly backwards. The fan laughed, bubbling about how long it had been since her original beauty was restored. After the fan somehow managed to calm Sora down, mostly by pleading for her to listen, it explained everything that had been going on. That Sora had been chosen and she was stuck with the fan now. Her gifts and the now “sacred” duty to be a hunter. She wasn’t too keen on being told what to do, or that she needed to do this as she was chosen too. Really she thought the whole thing was laughable at best. She ignored the fan for the time being, keeping it in the back of her head. Sora just didn’t want to deal with it.

After a week she finally pulled the fan back out, demanding it to explain more. Once everything had been said to her, she couldn’t just put it out of sight out of mind. Eventually she accepted the deal, after a quick stint to the realm between. This explained a lot for her, everything she was seeing and hearing. She was still reluctant in her acceptance but she knew better then to ignore it at this point. She attached the small charm and dubbed her fan Senka.



Due to her upbringing, Sora didn’t have much of a social life. She tends to be more standoffish, seemingly unapproachable at times. She truly isn’t, but she has a habit of letting her resting bitch face stay up all day at school. She strives towards greatness, aiming to be the best at all times. She doesn’t like being vulnerable at all and hates to admit when she's wrong. Once you get to know her and be around her often though she’s messy, and loud and overbearing at times but she has the best of intentions. She just..doesn’t know how to express it.

Likes;
-Elders, she has a soft spot for them
-Mangos
-Bunnies
-Spicy Food
-Pink
-Sunsets
-Feel good movies that make her cry, but she would never admit that. Ever.

Dislikes;
-Alcohol
-People who brag about their wealth
-Ungrateful people
-The dark

Fears: Ending up like her parents.

Abilities- Wind Manipulation

With the ability to wield Senka, she can now manipulate and use wind to defeat whatever stands between her and victory. This can be used a versatile attack and defensive ability. Sora can either push her opponents away and create a quick wind ward in front of her when needed. Opposite to that, she can wield the fan offensively, using it to slice through the air for more pointed attacks towards her foe.

Dual Wield

Senka is able to make a phantom replica of herself, allowing Sora to wield both fan in closer combat. Thought appearing to be made of a delicate paper, if you come too close you’ll quickly learn just how sharp the delicate fan blades are.



Name: Senka

Item: Fan

Appearance; A Floral Fan, Delicately detailed with pink and red floral patterns. You can see gold trimmings and gold leaf designs etched along the edges. A rose quartz charm dangles from the handle of the fan, delicately shaped like a heart. It has the letter I etched into it, for her brother.

Personality: Sweet and gushing. Too much honestly for Sora, as Senka is a roller coaster of emotions. Very talkative and subjective to her mood or the environment that she is in.

Hunter

Name: Hakurei Takamoto

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Regular Appearance:



Transformed Appearance:



Abilities:

Hakurei can control the light from her lantern and the light around her to bend to her will which makes her good at both offensive and defensive positions. It's not the best when trying to sneak around in dark places as her lamp is always burning ever so bright.

She can change the shape of her light to fit the situation but often opts to use the less energy-consuming light beam. [ attack varies in size. The shape of the light often varies, sometimes it's sharp knives or heavy shackles, whatever it is it sure is useful.

Personality:

Harukei seems unapproachable, almost like she’s emotionally detached from the people around her causing distance from her classmates. She can be compared to a dragon fruit with a sharp outer shell and sweet inside. She is very aloof and likes to daydream during class instead of paying attention to the lesson

History:

Hakurei comes from a middle-class family, consisting of her older brother, mother, and father. She never had much of a connection with her birthmother's family and spent most of with her father's side of the family. Her parents had a hands-off approach when it came to their children and were almost never home, constantly at small parties to rub elbows with the elite.

Hakurei and Daisuke were practically raised by their grandparents spending their childhood with them. Her grandparents lived in a quaint little village near the Japanese countryside. Fond memories are filled with her grandmother teaching her how to cook, and helping her grandfather work in the field. She enjoyed running through the crops hidden in a sea of green, running past slightly annoyed workers and small creatures. Eating barbecued meats with the faint delicious taste of wood and fresh vegetables. Although Hakurei loved living in the village she was a lonely child, there weren't a lot of children to be around and they were mostly all inside the town nearby. She never went far off the estate and was considered an outsider to the other children in her area.

Hakurei sadly moved back into the city at the age of 13 due to her father wanting her to get a better education. Before she left her grandmother gifted her a vintage oil lamp, Hakurei had it repaired and cleaned up and was pleased to find a diamond in the rust. She then took and passed the entrance exam to a prestigious high school and moved into the student dorms where she currently studies.

Hakurei meet Aguri while she was unpacking her boxes to decorate her dorm. She had placed them on her bedside table but once she turned around to place a couple of books there, she noticed the lantern had lightened itself. Suddenly a seemingly bored voice rang through the room announcing that from this day on Hakurei would be a hunter. Of course, all the young girl did was rub her eyes and tell herself she probably need some more sleep. She was met with another yell from the lamp saying that this was real and she wasn't hallucinating, although Aguri wasn't very talkative Hakurei was able to get the gist of what being a hunter was all about.

Likes:

Cute Plushies
Sewing
Reading
Cooking
Drinking Tea
Her quiet time

Dislikes:

Parties
Being scared
Hot weather

Fears:

Small Spaces
The Dark

Other:

Tsukumogami

Name: Aguri

Item: Antique Oil Lamp

Appearance: A black iron lamp with gold accents and a gold handlebar, adorned with gold writing that is too faded to read.

Personality: Aguri isn't very talkative but they are very blunt in nature. They often light up randomly in the middle of the night to screw around with Hakurei but they really do care for her.

Other: