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Shinkawa, City of Adventure: An Urban Fantasy RP

In her human form (as she is normally seen), Kai is oddly elegant. With a slender body, long neck, angular face, and sharp features, she could be considered beautiful, though her constant, wicked smile can easily ruin her complexion. She has long black hair, which is often brought up in an array of different buns and ponytails, and her eyes are black with golden irises and pupils, revealing her demon-nature. She is pale, easily tanned, and flat-chested, though that doesn't stop her from showing off her body. Though she gets good business with her bar tending, Kai can rarely be seen wearing anything nice, and often just wanders around with a bikini top and her white hakama. Normally seen with a katana at her side and red face paint smothering her face. Crow Form
Name:
Kai
Age:
21 (which is very, very young for a Tengu)
Race:
Tengu

Personality:
As per usual with most Tengu, Kai is a trickster. She gets a kick out of pranking and annoying the people around her, and if she isn't working she can probably be found bothering some random stranger on the block. Other then that, she is quite easily bored, often finding even the most mundane daily activity to be excruciatingly annoying to be in. She hates to stand still, and can very anxious when restrained or stuck in a certain situation. When in a fight, she is focused and ready to kill, all mercy and mischievousness lost in her need for money, and due to her one-track mind she can be rather forgetful of who is her friend and who is her foe. Around friends she can be cheerful and kind, if not a bit bitchy, and is rather protective of those she cares for. If she feels that something is threatening one of her closer mates, she would not hesitate to take care of the issue, and her lack of mercy might be the reason she lacks friends actually...

Kai is far from mature. In fact, she is down right childish for her age. She gets cranky when things don't go her way, and can easily become a temper tantrum-throwing baby if she gets too upset. Though her tall, elegant appearance might make people believe she is some sort of intelligent woman, it is far from the truth. When not being an utter child, she can be rather calm, often hanging around her bar with a lazy look on her face and a beer in hand. Thats's another thing, she loves to drink. When she isn't working or dicking around in the garage, she's drinking, and though it takes awhile for her to get unstably drunk, it defiantly worth the wait. She'll stumble around with tears in her eyes, letting out woeful poems and sad songs about her past and how sorry she is for being so mean to everyone. Akira is the sappy drunk, and once you set her off she won't stop until she's fast asleep, headfirst on a stool.

Other then that, Kai is extremely competitive and stubborn, and refuses to take no for an answer. She would never hold back against anyone, though she does have a softer spot for children and animals. Her love for spicy things is rather odd, and she absolutely hates cold weather. Somewhat of an idiot as well, Kai is awful at most puzzles and absolutely hates to read and write. In front of customers at her shop she can appear to be sweet and charismatic, leaving most ot believe she is a very good actress/liar. And finally, her bark might be just a tiny bit bigger than her bite (which is still pretty big).

Skills/Abilities:
Being a Tengu, Kai has the enhanced physiology of a demon, and is able to run faster, jump higher, and punch harder then most normal humans. Thanks to her crow form, she has a much light bone structure and is able to glide and retract claws when necessary in her human form, while she is able to fly in her actual form (which she will rarely turn in to, mostly because it hurts to shift between the two forms). Other than that, she is a skilled martial artist, and is quite the master sword wielder. Her weapon of choice is a steel-blade, magic-figure engraved katana which is normally seen dangling from her side. The weapon glows when in use against supernatural opponents, and is rumored to be cursed and bound to whomever uses it.

She is also a skilled shamsien player and motorcyclist.

Equipment:
Muramasa: Kai's cursed blase. The edges of the weapon are engraved with magic symbols that only those skilled in the arcane art might be able to decipher the spell which binds the magic and the weapon and the Tengu together. The blade is silver in color, and the sheathe is a collection of leathers and clothes and wraps. It can slice through flesh with ease, and glows when against monsters and supernatural beings, which are definitely harder to banish. Somewhat useless against armor.

Motorcycle: Lovingly named Otto by Kai, the bike is large and black in color. Kai bought it at least a year after she was hired by the bar and is very obsessed with keeping it in it's most pristine condition. It can often be heard rumbling through the streets on sunny days or bleak, stormy, work nights.

Owns other basic items like a cell, her wallet, and a backup pocket knife for the worst-case-scenarios. Lacks proper armor and body protection, though she might invest in protective runes to make up for her lack of defense.

Brief Backstory:
As legend goes, Tengu normally reside on mountain tops, surrounded by vast forests and air. Most of their land is covered by temples and houses, where the Tengu go to practice their fighting skills and learn of their magical abilities. Kai was one of these young tengu, though she found the constant schedule a bore. She spent ten years atop her family's mountain, not listening to any of her lessons and often skipping class until she finally became a trouble making child. She would bother her fellow Tengu, steal from the otherworldly shops, and her little crimes continued until she was finally cast out of the society.

After descending the mountain, Kai became a street urchin in a nearby, coastal town. She had easily discovered her ability to transform her shape, and had decided on taking the form of a young human girl. She then proceeded to sneak around aimlessly, stealing to stay alive, sleeping under bridges, until the day she turned 'sixteen'. It was then that the owner of a local bar asked if she wanted a job, and Akira blindly said yes. She was then put to hard work, scrubbing, mixing, and cleaning the entire estblishment by hand while her boss sat back with a twisted grin. Kai was the only worker, meaning she was in charge of nearly everything to keep the shop nice and presentable while her boss got drunk behind the bar.

It wasn't a bad job, though. The pay was good and she was able to talk to and play around with some of the customers if they were interested. Her past on the mountain was easily forgotten each day she worked at the bar, and she honestly couldn't be happier.

Shinkawa, City of Adventure: An Urban Fantasy RP

God damn this looks like fun. I'd start making a CS but it seems full already. If there's any space for one more person, though, let me know~ (Id probably make some kind of sleepy techno prophet or something if there's room)

-Changing of a small summer-

Interested!

Into the Woods

Schnee Family Inn - Eva's Room

Eva's dreams were always shrouded by mist. A faint layer of whiteness, a filter for her mind's eye, that blocked out her memories and her past, and instead showed her an unreachable feat. A happy place, far from the dusty room and leering eyes of her family and their inn, where she was with people who cared for her and she wasn't scared and stupid. The vision was strewn together with a familiar tune, a soft hum that felt lively and was sung by the most gorgeous voice she had ever heard. It reminded her of a lullaby, a forgotten song she had heard as a child, and within her dream she felt warm and safe and happy, and suddenly everything was dark. The happy moment, the music, and the mist were all gone, instead replaced by a heavy darkness that was entirely unfamiliar.

Eva glanced around through the darkness, unaware that she was currently sleeping and merely dreaming, and shook with fear. Beneath her legs was dirt and grass and rocks which cut into her skin and burned with cold, and around her trees curled and beckoned with their bare appendages. She was in a forest perhaps, her mind wondering as she sat delicately on the dirty ground, examining her surroundings with frightened eyes. There was no sound, save for her own staggered breathing, but there was movement far beyond her vision. The fluttering of wings sent small gusts of wind to shake the bare branches, causing the small girl to jump at the sudden noise, and as she turned to investigate she was met with the dark, beady eyes of a bird.

At first, she was frightened, but when she attempted to jump away her legs remained rooted to the earth, as if something were dragging her down and keeping her still. The bird, a black bird it seemed, gave her a moment to calm down and reassess her situation before letting out its familiar song, dropping a scroll onto her lap. Eva blinked once, raising a hand to allow the bird to perch carefully on her hand before opening the scroll with the other, eyes straining through the darkness, but as the first few white letters managed to enter her mind a suddenly tremor shook the world. The bird screeched and vanished from sight as the darkness suddenly grew and grew around Eva until she was completely blind, and then another rumble burst through her mind, forming words,

"E-v... A. Ev-a! G..... Up!"

Eva slowly opened her eyes, face flushed as she stared up at the wooden ceiling of her room, instantly forgetting her dream. Bangs resonated from below, causing her room to creak and furniture to leap and shed their dust to the floor, and a voice accompanied it, the familiar call of her "mother" Mariette. Eva listened to it for a moment, green eyes glaring daggers into nothingness as her hands clenched and unclenched against the heavy comforter that was curled around her body, and then she stood, nightgown unraveling and collecting around her ankles as she immediately began readying herself for the work below. She stood nude for a moment, untying and brushing out her dark hair, and then dressed in a faint yellow gown and redid her hair into a bun. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and her eyes wandered across the small, attic room. It was windowless, the only light being an oil lamp on her bed side table, and the only furniture that adorned the small space was her bed, the nightstand, and a mirror. The bangs started again, but Eva quickly returned them this time with a few stomps of her own, trying to keep her voice light and sweet as she yelled back a simple,

"I'm up!" Before continuing out of the room, down the steps, and into the room where her mother was located, the second floor restroom. The stout woman turned, a snark-ish smile blessing her otherwise bland face as she passed on the broom she had used to awaken the girl, nodding in a silent hello,

"Start sweepin' up the unoccupied room, then head down and get to servin' the early birds. I'll be out on the town for the majority of the day, gotta stock up on some candles and food stuffs, so Vendal 'ill be keepin' an eye on ya. Have a nice day, love." She approached, dragging down Eva's head to plant a kiss on her cheek, and then brushed passed, turning once to say,

"Oh, and remember, don't leave the inn. You know nothing about the real world, so it'd be best if you just stayed put here, yeah? Anyways, bye-bye dear!" And then she was gone, leaving behind a slightly disheartened girl. Her mother was constantly reminding her of the horrors of people, and constantly forbidding her from leaving the perimeter of the inn, but that wasn't why she was pouting. Vendal was the reason for her sudden sadness. It was obvious that she wasn't exactly a fan of Vendal from her reaction, and instant memories of all the times he had hit her and insulted her filled her mind. Another sigh escaped her, and then she turned and swayed into the hall, tightly grasping the straw-ended broom with rage as she opened the first room, and swept.

Morning sunlight filled the room, pure and bright, and as Eva slowly swept at the layers of dust that had gathered in the untouched room specks floated into the air, appearing in the sunlight like dull stars, slowly floating to the ground. Eva took no notice of the clouds of dust gathering, instead humming softly as she created one large pile of filth, and once the floor was spotless save for that one spot she gathered it up into a metal dustpan that had been left in the hall. She then spilled the mess into the restroom's bin, and continued onto the next room, doing the same as she did with the last. This continued for a few hours, until she was called down suddenly by a familiar, high-pitched call that was sure to wake whatever guest had been resting in the rooms around her. Eva sighed, quickly placing the broom and dustpan against the wall at the far end of the corridor before she quickly made her way back towards the stairs, footsteps too light to be heard, and once she hit the last step an arm met her vision, blocking her path.

"Where ya been? We got customers! Regular drunkards out there, tend to 'em, will ya?" Vedal's bird like face was a mere ten inches from Eva's, and she was currently trying to withhold the need to punch his lights out as he explained the situation, but he soon pulled away, allowing her to pass once more.

"I'll get right on that, father. You tend to your work."

"Course I will, hop to it, girl." He sniffed once, beady eyes narrowing, and then turned and vanished down the right hall, towards his office. Eva let out another sigh, hand clenching and unclenching, and then she took the left hall all the way to the tavern part of the inn. Two men sat at the bar already, and one small family had gathered at one of the larger tables near the entrance. Some familiar faces, gladly. The tight feeling she had suffered from since Vendal's commands vanished as the two men at the bars gave her weary, friendly smiles. She passed them, quickly jumping over the empty part of the wood before she turned, holding herself in a very sheepish way,

"Good morning, fellas. Welcome to the Schnee Family Inn. What'll it be?" They both nodded their hellos, the bigger of the two simply muttering 'honey mead' while the other lowered his head in thought, waving a hand to single for her to come back later. She nodded, and turned to the kitchenette behind her, pulling a metal mug from one of the cupboards as she slowly wandered over to the one of the barrels labeled 'H MEAD', where she turned the simple lever on top and allowed the liquid to flow free from the spigot, into the mug. As she worked on filling the metal cup, the man who had been thinking called out,

"Could I get some tea, and perhaps a song to go along with it. Just love your singing, dear, it'd make this poor bugger a whole lot happier if you just hummed a little tune." His voice was gruff and tough sounding, but his words made her blush furiously, and as she tried to control her short breathing she nodded, turning to pass on the the full mug to the bigger man as she again turned back to the cupboards, pulling out a smaller, much more elegant looking cup from the lower shelf. As she spooned dried leaves into the china, her mouth opened slightly, allowing a cheerful tune to escape her lips and fill the rather quiet tavern as she worked. Though it didn't quiet the rowdy children at the large table, it did do well to add smiles to those who managed to listen in on her humming. As she passed the now steaming cup of tea to the customer, he placed a small, gold coin in her hand and winked, smile small yet friendly. She had jumped at first, but then closed her fist around the coin and smiled back, shoving it into her dress pocket before she turned towards the final table, sudden worry racking with fear at the unfamiliar faces.

She approached slowly, feigning calmness as the man who she suspected to be the father turned towards her, eyes narrowed with grogginess,

"Yes, yes, hello," he began speaking without even realizing her lack of greeting, rubbing his temple while his children laughed at each other just behind him, "just bring three plates of eggs and ham, and some warm mead for me. Make it quick as well, please." And then he turned to snap a few things at his two children. Eva let out a shudder, nodding once before she returned to the bar, focusing on her breathing as she got to work on the food, and as she worked the slight chatter of the tavern grew quieter and quieter and her heart beat grew louder within her ears, and then she was simply moving without thinking, delivering the food to the table and then vanishing out the back door, just as her breathing caught.

stupid so stupid he wasnt mean he didnt do anything so dont panic dont panic you idiot

Eva sucked in a deep breathing, pushing herself out of the shade of the building and into the noon sunlight. The familiar sight of the garden was a beautiful sight, and she lurched towards the stone well and collapsed against the pale brick structure as her sighs grew ragged and heavy. Then she sat, breathing and panting as her head leaned against the rim of the cold well and her dress and legs mingled with the soft grass that surrounded the base of the stones. Around her, bugs bounced across the waxy leaves and plump flowers of the garden, and the single maple tree that stood at the very edge of the clearing, just in front of the hole that lead out to the woods, rustled in the cool wind, and Eva sat in silence and listened to the nature around her, unknowingly humming a familiar, lullaby-like song as she calmed herself down.

And then the song came.

A black bird's call, sweet and loud and sharp, and it sounded right next to her head. Eva quickly jumped back, landing roughly on her backside as the bird leaped down onto her knee, head cocked curiously. She blinked once, then smiled, obviously used to the attention animals normally gave her, but that smile faded to a look of confusion as she noticed a scroll clasped between the bird's yellow beak. The bird released another song, dropping the scroll onto her lap, and then jumped back up onto the well's rim, staring at her expectantly.

"... What's this? For me?" She mumbled, examining the strange black parchment as she sat up. Soon after, she unraveled it, and was met with the most beautiful, white ink she had ever seen. A message was scrawled in the ink, and seemed eerily familiar, and Eva took a few minutes to read it over and over before the words stuck,

"You are one of six chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen, because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant you your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted."

"A wish? A wish..." Eva rose her head to look at the bird, and then she returned her gaze to the message, pursing her lips in thought. Certainly seemed real, since black birds weren't known to pass around messages at random, and Eva definitely knew she had a wish. But into the woods... How scary, she was scared, so scared. She glanced around the garden, focusing mostly on the inn and the hole in the hedge, and then she stood, eyes wide suddenly,

"A wish! I can wish for knowledge, to know about anything and everything! Maybe then I'll get this odd feeling off my back, and maybe then I could finally leave this place. A wish... A wish!" She stared down at the black bird, green eyes gleaming intensely, and then she ran back inside to grab on of her mother's shawls from the back door's hook rack. She quickly tied it around her shoulders and returned outside, sucking in a deep breath and jumping slightly as she saw the same black bird, awaiting her return. Eva smiled at it, but felt the oddest sense of deja vu at the sight of the bird, and after a moment of trying to remember where she had seen the bird she shrugged and nodded towards the hedges,

"Are you going to show me the way? Let's go, then!" And then she moved quickly towards the burrow and lowered herself down, crawling silently through the hole. Her heart beat heavily as the familiar garden melted behind her, instead being replaced by tall trunks and branches, and when she tried to stand she stumbled a bit and landed roughly on her behind. Fear seized her shoulders, and she shook intensely as the world around her howled with unfamiliarity. Eva tried to calm herself, humming a soft tune as she stood again and leaned forward, glaring deep into the woods before her,

its okay its okay youve looked out here before dont worry okay okay get the wish get the wish

The bird appeared suddenly, landing on her shoulder, and stared at her with what she perceived to be encouraging, kind eyes. She sucked in another breath, then smiled,

"Come along then, Vogel, let's go..." She shuddered, "into the woods."

Into the Woods

Yaaay I'll start my IC post now~ And I'll take any of the left over characters if needed.

Into the Woods

Are the other characters mandatory for the game to start? Also, is there an interest check anywhere? Perhaps that would draw some more attention to this. (:

Into the Woods

Yeah I can't see it either. Also, Eva is doooone I guess. For now. If anything needs to be changed let me know.

Into the Woods

"Green finch and linnet bird, nightingale, blackbird, how is it you sing?"


Name:
Eva Schnee
Age:
19
Parents:
Snow White and Prince Charming (Florian/David/????)
Race:
Human

Shadow Animal:
An elegant black bird she has lovingly named Vogel. Normally visits during her dreams.
Wish:
Knowledge of the world and people around her, to strip her of her naivety so she may become a smart and brave individual.

Bio:
The first thing Eva could remember from her childhood was the dusty inn room. An oil lamp, a desk, and an uncomfortable bed where she would lay for days without doing anything, that was her entire memory of being a toddler. She was at least two years of age by then, and sometimes within the endless, dream-filled days, someone would come in to feed her, tell her a story, and then leave for the rest of the day. The person who came was a stout woman with a familiar yet brutal face named Mariette, and obviously Eva assumed this woman to be her mother. Her father was a man who very rarely entered the room, but Eva always remembered his face. He was thin, oh so thin, with a bird-like nose, black hair, and beady eyes. A greedy-looking man, named Vendal. He didn't seem to have the time to visit her like mother would (but, even then, mother only came once a day).

By the time Eva was old enough to walk she was put to work, with her present at the end of day being a story, but normally the stories were far from pleasant. Instead, they told Eva of the world outside of the walls of the inn, a world of fear and death and sadness, and her mother spoke of these things with a thin smile and hard eyes. Eva couldn't tell if they were told for her protection, or her mother's amusement, yet she couldn't help but be glad that her mother cared enough to talk to her. Even if she felt as though she couldn't trust those that are said to be trustworthy, she couldn't just run away...

Eva was basically a maid for the two inn keepers, and was constantly overworked and berated by both her parents and her customers. From the constant pokes and prods she gained a quickly anxious and unhinged mindset, and soon became prone to panic attacks so bad that she would faint from the very thought of meeting someone new. Yet despite this, she was still forced to work around and for people, and even when she begged for her mother to just give her cleaning-related jobs she was met with exasperated victim-blaming and extreme abuse which she just couldn't recognize at the time. From passive, demeaning comments about her looks, to full on beatings, Eva simply thought this was how all families acted.

The inn, despite its messy interior, was rather grand from the outside, and was surrounded by a wall of thick hedges. In the back was a well, a garden, and the smallest little burrow that lead out to the forest beyond the village. Whenever she felt alone, scared, or upset, she would retire to the garden, where she would sit by the well and sing out with her beautiful voice. She discovered at fifteen that when she sang she felt more at home then within the "safety" of the inn, and from her throat friends would swoop down from the sky or slip through the hole to listen to her woeful tunes. These small animals kept her company, and kept her happy even during the worst days.

By the time she was seventeen, she realized that these two people barely acted like parents to her, and when she questioned them she was only met with laughter and kind, yet firm hugs. Her eyes would drift to the families that would gather within the tavern below, though, to see happy smiles and love being shared between children and parents, and her life slowly began to melt to reveal the horror of those she thought she could trust. It suddenly became apparent that she just didn't know who she was, and even if she did belong with these two brutal people, and her innocence and anxiety was soon over shadowed by the pain in her heart that urged for her to journey out and find herself somewhere else. Yet she couldn't leave, not yet, so she feigned ignorance after her epiphany, and went back to her work, waiting, waiting for the perfect time to leave.

And then the black bird came, holding the dark parchment, and, well, how could she refuse?

Appearance:
The daughter of a beauty, Eva has gained many of her mother's attributes over the years. She is tall and fit, with thicker arms and legs that could be considered muscular, and has a rather elegant face. Her hair is as black as night, and her eyes are a clear green, and often filled with a naive innocence and fierce fire that might be unfamiliar to most. Eva, is prone to angry outbursts and day dreaming, and when she isn't out singing or working she is either pouting at a wall or staring into space. Normally dressed in loose, casual, work gowns, and is rather careless when it comes to how she looks.

Other:
- Prone to anxiety attacks when she overexerts herself in social situations
- Has a very beautiful singing voice.
- Somewhat ditzy

Into the Woods

This musical is my life
(Well, most musicals are my life)

May I reserve the daughter of Beauty and the Beast? I'll have a sheet up soon. Also, am I allowed to give their a daughter a beastly appearance? Like, perhaps they have horns or something idk ;3;

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