Leviathan

Primrose Terrace

As much as I love the idea of Akari breaking the barrier, it's her sister that's evil.

Maybe later into the story I can bring her sister Kira into the scene to stir up trouble. i would like character interaction so I'll make her half Yokai.

Will tweak cs when work permits. ^^

Primrose Terrace

I spoke to Vi yesterday about making a cs & she reserved a spot for me. ^^ Thanks!

Also, not sure if I am able to be a full blooded yokai or not. There is an option for it on the cs but I am willing to tweak her to half yokai if you desire, it’s no trouble. Ahem, I also have a problem with making characters op so don’t be afraid to let me know if that has happened here... ><'

CS

Name: Akari

Age: About 18

Gender: Female

Role: Descendant

Apartment No: 5B

Appearance:

Akari

Human Form: The one with white hair.

Yokai Form: Eventually a swirling violet multi-hued glow like that of a galaxy will surround her body as increasing levels of energy are used to conduct her power. All four horns grow longer and she’ll appear further ethereal but other than that she remains the same.

Race: Akuma

Abilities: Cosmic

Stardust and Celestial regeneration

Able to create, bend, and will a small portion of energy from the cosmos. Can create protective individual domes of stardust for a limited duration around herself and a chosen alley. These pieces are sharp enough to cause lacerations to close combatants. She is able to propel this substance and use it like a force field or rain them down upon a single foe. When stardust is forced together into a small compact sphere it forms a star construct and will explode on command into blinding light. Another handy ability Akari has is celestial regeneration, able to heal small wounds on anyone other than herself.

Strengths: Ranged and Defense

Weaknesses: Highly susceptible to dark magic and is physically weak unable to hold her own without using her abilities. She cannot heal herself yet and aiding magic used on others to form shields last longer on the alley than herself.

Bio: Not born of this world Akari and her half-sister Kira had a difficult time complying with their originated realm's rules. Kira, weary of obeying her families orders decided to become renowned among mortals and fled while Akari followed loyally behind. After manifesting on the other side of the demon gate both girls were obligated to start anew. Akari’s abilities were lessened on this plane but compared to a normal being they were still superior like most Yokai are. As a pure blooded Yokai Kira retained her skills but became quite weak during the day.

Eventually settling on a quaint island of Shikoku in Japan Akari of the Light and Kira of the Dark began fulfilling wishes and prayers as charade Gods. Donations began pouring in and two shrines were constructed adjacent one another. This new found fame began revealing another side of Kira, one that Akari had never seen before, and did not like. Never in a million years would the platinum blond foresee the heartbreaking decision that would soon have to be made. Soon, Kira began bringing about destruction to the tiny island as Akari had no choice but to bind her sister to her shrine so that she could no longer do harm.

Kira was too strong and nearly managed to escape the newly formed prison so Akari expelled nearly all the power within herself to force Kira into an amulet. Akari sought out help from a powerful barrier caster to erect a protective dome over Kira’s shrine so no one could interfere and unleash the remaining negative energy that still dwells within. Akari, the once powerful Akuma can now only perform basic spells, and must keep focused on containing her sister in the impenetrable amulet. With the inability to protect herself against angered Yokai and Kira’s worshipers she scoured a place to rest until she regains her power once more...if she ever does.

Other: Instead of a prosperous family the half-sisters gained followers, both nearly in equal measure. These patrons gave offerings allowing Akari the financial capacity to simply pick up and move, and attend the school.

Can retract her horns and fangs at will.

Akari wears an onyx oni amulet that her sister is bound to around her neck; the pendant oni’s forehead is engraved with her sister Kira’s true name.

Werewolves in the City

uh, I've been drinking so hopefully my post is legible. ^^

love you guys. XD

Werewolves in the City

Zoey “Snow” Rune
The aroma of fresh food made Snow salivate slightly and she could not tear eyes away from the solo food truck. People were beginning to show up to board the transportation and Snow bit the bottom of her lower lip giving in just as the bus came to a halt. A grumpy looking older gentleman opened the door waiting for the platinum blond to ascend steps but she leaned against the doorway innocently. “Hello Sir.” She managed the sweetest tone of voice that he could have possibly heard in ages. “I need to grab some food for my family but I need to get home as soon as possible.” He seemed to be listening, keenly scanning the timid woman, and began scratching his bearded chin in interest.

“I know you’re busy and have a tight schedule. How rude of me to ask a favor of a stranger…but I have hope that you can help me…A nice man like yourself.” Deep brown eyes adverted as she began fidgeting with the tips of short fingernails.

“Go on. Five minutes.” He grumbled while reaching into his pocket to pull out a pack of lucky strikes. “I need a smoke break anyway.” Snow lit up and bowed before rushing to the opposite side of the street to purchase cheese steaks for all the pack to munch on. None of these wolves were vegetarian after all, how silly that would be otherwise.

After paying a ridiculously outrageous price for bulk sandwiches…though she negotiated a significantly lower price than posted, feet sprinted back to the bus where the driver let the broad pass. She handed him a cheese steak and a glimmer of a smile appeared before vanishing just as quickly. Snow could not help but smirk, lucky she had sway in ways other than combat. Taking a seat near the front the ride home would be non-entertaining but many were visibly tempted by the delectable scent of melted cheese lingering through the small space.

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Snow strolled into an almost dead quiet building that smelled aromatically pleasing but when the newly bought sustenance entered it began mixing into a completely different perfume. She could not decide if it was disgusting or heavenly. “Rise and shine.” She yelled after a nimble foot closed the door behind her.

“Food has arrived. More for me if you don’t want any though. Either way I am content.” Lean shoulders shrugged while making way into the downright homely kitchen as hands clutched plastic bags with food. Clear containers holding delicious thinly sliced steak on long buns were set upon the counter top. Her angelic face scrunched up while picking up a couple of dirty dishes left from last night, and tossing them into the fully loaded sink. There would not be enough plates for everyone—not unless she wanted to a Stepford wife and wash them…like that would happen. Never. Hopefully some would have an appetite, things had been awfully tense around after the fire but she kept her head held high.

Werewolves in the City

I think someone else mentioned something about buses & 3 am...

...Should I change that too?

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Obscene Symphony said Hey Leviathan, it's still dark out, I think we've decided on 3am. So the shaft of sunlight doesn't really make sense. Jeez, that sounded really short. It wasn't meant to be!!

Changed it to moonlight. ^^

no worries that didn't sound short at all.

feel free to yell at me anytime something I write doesn't make sense, tis fine.

it will probably happen again by accident unfortunately...apologies in advance. ><

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thank ye Arrayah & posted. ^^

Werewolves in the City

Zoey “Snow” Rune
An iron stench permeated a smoggy atmosphere surrounded by peeling wallpaper and exposed wooden rafters. Construction equipment lay sprawled on plastic tarps along with messy paint cans of various pigments. Streams of ruby liquid flew through thick air and collided upon the concrete floor in an eerie trickling sound. One small hand held onto a bloodied man’s shirt underneath his adamns apple while the other swung with intense force. Plummeting reddened knuckles in the dazed brute’s bruised face over and over until he cried out, begging her to stop.

“I think that’s enough for now Z.” A statuesque woman commanded from behind a shadowed veil of light. Stepping forward each clack of her high heels echoed through the dimly lit establishment. A woman in her forties emerged into a single ray of gleaming moonlight, regally dressed in a business suit, and ready to hear answers.

“H-here, in my jacket. Take what’s in the wallet but I swear I’ll have the rest to you by Friday.” He nearly choked in reply. Both hands lifted in a submission manner, surrendering as if he hand nothing else left to offer. Snow took this opportunity to dig into the inside of his leather outerwear, still clutching onto his collar, and tossed the grey crocodile billfold to her employer. A look of satisfaction appeared on the older woman’s face though she seemed more interested in the wallet itself than the cash inside.

“Alright.” She sighed. “Friday. This is your last warning Wayne.” A waving hand motioned for the scum to exit post haste as she didn’t want to see this disgusting sight much longer.

This chic woman was an up and coming drug lord—lordess. No one took her seriously so she was always getting ripped off. With not being able to afford enough security or someone to retrieve these thieves she was eventually referred to Snow. The petite girl was just as effective but cheaper, taking any job she could muster and never asking questions. Snow felt proud that she could be the packs lifeline should they need fast cash in an emergency. She saved the rest hoping to put herself through college one day but that was a pipe dream and not likely.

Fingers uncoiled the material and Wayne slumped backward on both hands before gradually lifting himself up with a groan. He wiped his face with a palm and spit a clot of blood near Snow’s combat boots, shooting a death glare at her before taking his leave. Unfazed Snow watched the man limp away until his form disappeared, that was also her doing. She did not pity him. Everyone she came in contact with in this line of work held some form of bad within them, and the rest was none of her business.

“Thank you.” The drug lordess started looking slightly nervous. “I planned on paying you the full amount but since jackass didn’t bring back enough--can you settle for half today?”

“Oh, it’s no trouble…because I know where to find you.” A cheerful voice broke the strain of the previous events, and the corner of her mouth upturned in a devious smirk. Her boss for the day stared wide eyed in hesitance before handing over two hundred and fifty four dollars…and some odd change. Not much but it’ll do. “Only kidding!” Snow corrected while flashing a pearly white smile, and wandered to the dumpy bathroom with the money, and to where her bag had been placed earlier.

A cracked mirror reflected a pretty pale skinned woman with smoky eye shadow who began tugging off a shiny black wig, which revealed bright alabaster tresses in a slightly messy bob. This hairstyle accentuated her face with visibly Asian features. Slender fingers slid out colored contacts with ease to place in a solution filled container. She shook her head a bit allowing all the matted ivory strands to settle back into place. Fingernails brushing fringe bangs to their regular spot, above doe eyed stormy depths. Quickly changing out of an all-black get up to an over-sized white button up shirt and denim jeans, casual attire as always, she stuffed the dark clothing into the fashionable tote. It was safer to don a disguise while fulfilling these requests lest they find her on the street with her fellow friends, and start trouble.

Amidst leaving a savory aroma of late morning steak sandwiches served at a worn down food truck wafted toward her nostrils, a vibration then ring alerted Snow to retrieve her cellphone, snapping her out of a dreamlike state. Back to home sweet home she thought with a crack of her neck and strolled toward a bus stop, a bit disappointed a juicy cheese steak would be completely out of the question…even if she had the time. A chill nipped at her exposed neck but Snow did not mind, the cold blanketing her somehow felt consoling though brought back painful memories.

Werewolves in the City

Probably telepathically? Maybe? That would be neat. Maybe they can hear every thought the wolf is thinking too? Just a thought.

& NotFish that gif is utterly adorable. Can't stop watching it. XD

Yay, got an Alpha. ^^

Werewolves in the City

good good. ^^ Just making sure since there have been incidents where writers take offence to character's actions. I guess it happens quite often though I haven't experienced it yet.

& there will be tension from Zoey's end, at least. :]

bahaha!

It wasn't my sentence to correct though I did internally struggle with wanting to. XD

on another note I apologize if there will be double posts. My computer or the guild is making posting difficult at the moment. >.>