Tenma Tendo

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@ReusableSwordThat would be awesome! But probably not anytime soon. I'll definitely keep that in mind though! Their bodies work a lot like Alphonse's armored body in FMAB, so so long as the changes are done to their current bodies and it doesn't extremely alter them, then it should be fine^^

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@CollectorOfMystYes...yes she did. :o

But in all seriousness, since she's a doll and doesn't necessarily need to breathe, she'll sometimes say the actual word instead of doing the action itself.

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@candlelitcraft lol, yeah, I thought it would be cool to actually give every character a 'soul color'. Rainbow fits Tempest so well imo xD

Beyond the Gate at World's End

Apologies, I'll try to get a post up tomorrow!

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Fei Tendo and Emilia Tendo

-- Day One || Morning || The Mess Hall --

Emilia could only initially quirk her eyebrow at Mason's response to her. How would he know that Tempest had gone here before if he himself was new to the camp just like her? While she was confused about that revelation, her anger got the better of her as she crumpled up her and her brother's cabin assignments as well as schedules when she balled her hands into fists.
"It's called looking for a purple lanyard, smartness...were you even paying attention? Heck, you could have just went to the table if you really needed it..." She grumbled under her breath before looking back up at the sickeningly handsome Mason. It was definitely clear from where she stood that his soul was an ugly, putrid gray, something she wouldn't want to be around for long, but there were a few specks of yellow and blue in there, which probably meant he wasn't too bad. That wasn't going to stop Emilia from continuing however. "Huh? Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous of some stuck up prick who can't use common sense? She's way out of your league anyways!" Emilia was planning on saying more, but her focus was shifted to the rainbow colored soul, Tempest. It was quite odd to see a multitude of colors so evenly split between one person; she had to be special. Emilia couldn't help but delay her response to stare just a little bit longer. "... ... ...Since you've been here before you should know that appearances can be deceiving. And I am thirteen if you must know. Now, if this man could go shoo for a few minutes, I really want to ta--" Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Emilia felt a light tug on her hair. Eyes twitching ever so slightly, the girl turned, only to see her slightly taller brother standing beside her. "What are you doing here? I thought you were saving our seat?" She questioned, her earlier annoyance disappearing entirely from her voice.

Fei tilted his head ever so slightly before he finally opened his mouth.
"...A lady said her feet were hurting..." He answered, causing Emilia to facepalm. She couldn't help but adore his kindness, but now they were stuck having to find another seat.
"Sigh, it's fine, just don't wander off, okay?" Fei nodded slowly in response before looking up at both Tempest and Mason. A bit confused as to why they were looking at them, the ruby-eyed boy bowed slightly.
"H-Hello Mister...Miss..." He greeted before Emilia whispered how he didn't have to be nice to them.

@candlelitcraft@tybalt capulet

Afterlife: Dead Sun

The spirit held onto the fatty flesh of its master for dear life as said man let out a scream filled with rage and hatred. If they weren't able to get out of this, they would probably be dead for sure; how the Horned Guard planned to do it, the spirit was unsure. Well, it was unsure until it started to feel the intense pulsation coming from it's right. With no time to actually react, the spirit felt itself being whisked away by a sea of dark red. It couldn't see anything, not even the ground, that is, until contact was made with a squishy sponge-like surface that managed to cushion its fall. It originally thought it to be one of the Horned Guard's organs, but in actually it was it's fallen brethren, who had happened to be there at the time of their demise.

Horror covered most of the spirit's lacking face, as it quickly scampered off the dead spirits and clapped its hand together, almost resembling a prayer. That could have been it, but now, this spirit was one of the lucky ones. Unfortunately a price came with surviving, as the spirit watched in cold silence as the Horned Guard began to gurgle and choke on his own blood, its head and body folding into and toppling over himself. It was a sight that the spirit never expected it would see. Just a few minutes ago, the same guard had been torturing them, putting them though mindless labor for the sake of his own enjoyment. But now, he was receiving all of the karma that had built up towards him. The spirit couldn't help but feel bad, not for the agonizing pain the horned guard was being put through, but rather, what the surviving spirits would do after this; it was all it could think about.

Before it had the chance to even react to the death of its master, a disgusting noise followed by a pungent odor assaulted the spirit's senses, to the point that a wave of dizziness washed over the spirit of a few seconds. The blood and inner organs were already pretty bad, but this put it to a whole other level; one the spirit didn't even think was possible.

Too disgusted to get any closer to the putrid stench of its master, the spirit watched from afar as the Horned Guard turned a powdery white before disintegrated from its prior form. As the powder began to scatter about, the spirit caught sight of a few glittery orbs of light where the evil man had use to be. Unaware of what they actually were, the spirit could see its brethren scarfing down on the quickly dwindling orbs. And unbeknownst to itself, the spirit's body moved on its own, unable to stop its desire to receive it's fill too. It was almost as if the orbs of light were calling out to it with it's sheen and surprisingly delectable shape.

Now directly in front of the milky orbs, the spirit wasted no time and gave in to its desires, dropping down to its knees and choking down one orb at a time, savoring the flavor that came with each one. One by one, it..wait no...she continued, but by the time she reached five, her body was not what it last remembers.

Alas, her glowing white skin was replaced with similar milky white skin, although not glowing. Empty sockets for eyes became larger silver, or where they light melon, colored eyes. There came a nose and a mouth, and even clothing that made her more than easy to spot in what was now more of a puddle than a sea of blood. And while all of those things had been striking, what surprised the girl the most had to be her hair. It was wild, white, and fairly long. Did consuming those orbs really add all of this to her?

Still attempting to understand what just happened to her body, the girl looked up to the sound of an androgynous voice followed by a more animistic growl and a robotic hum. Her eyes first landed on the one holding up what appeared to be a lantern emitting a green glow. Other than their skeletal face and more defined body, the one with the lantern didn't look any different from their previous forms. They were calling for allies...and by allies, did that include her?

Next was yet another skeletal being, except this one was much more akin to a beast than what the spirits originally use to look like. It was scaly and on all fours, almost looked as if it was wearing armor. It's sunken green eyes were more than enough to tell the girl to keep her distance.

Lastly came a mechanic man, covered entire out of armor. She couldn't see a face, not any parts of his body...only a voice than barely sounded human. They way it vibrated just seemed different in comparison; maybe due that mask he was wearing?

Unsure of it herself, the girl that has previously been on her knees stood, only to fall back down a few seconds afterwards; thankfully her landing was dry. Unable to comprehend what was happening, the girl's gloved hand slowly moved across the side of her body. By the time she reached her lower back, she let out a wince before pulling back her black cloak and revealing a pure white, bushy tail. Was this why she was having a hard time standing? Well, she's never had a tail before, so that could be the reason; it's very much possible that it could be affecting her balance.

Lowering her head in slight frustration, the fox girl reached up only to rub again a pair of ears; most definitely hers. So she wasn't as humanoid as she expected, and it was proving a disadvantage to her from the get go...great.

Looking back up at the others there to see if they could possibly help her out, she was met with the sight of the mechanical man rushing toward the four-legged beast, blade in hand. So, where they not allies? Hadn't they just defeated the Horned Guard mere minutes ago together? Too confused by the circumstances, when yet another creature emerged from the rippling lava, the girl let out an icy breath she hadn't known she'd been holding in. What emerged already started coming for them...they had to get moving quick!

And with that, the fox attempted to get up again, this time with much more success. Her frame involuntary shook as her tail and ears shot straight up, as if struggling to keep her balanced. Alas, as she took a few steps back, the girl stumbled backwards, landing right on her bottom...

Persona - The True Self

Kanna Watanabe

-- August 1st, 2015 || Morning || Warakuma Train Terminal --> Sadaomi Beach --

Kanna watched silently as each of them greeted him, bowing a little bit himself. A few of them had been recognizable from school, like the gorgeous Shizuka Otonashi, but most seemed like upperclassmen. They...they were nice enough. It was very clear that a few of them were distant with each other, and it might have been some internal conflict, so Kanna kept his comments about that to himself; if they wanted to tell him, he would always be all ears.

Snapping out of his thoughts at the sound of Rui's voice, Kanna nodded quickly and followed the others into the train, being sure to take a seat on the outer side of the group. He was still a little uncomfortable with getting in the middle of their already strong friendships, so keeping his distance felt like the best choice.

The ride itself was rather long, as Kanna could feel himself dozing off by the passing minute. However the sounds of the others in the group kept him from complete falling asleep, each of their conversations blending into a symphony of various sounds. That coupled with the beautiful sight of the nearby sea and horizon, Kanna was impressed. So impressed that he pulled out his brother's photo and pushed onto the window with his finger, grinning all the while.

Upon arriving, Kanna was the first to hop, yes hop, off the train and onto the platform. It was a rather short walk to the beach from where they were, but the heat seemed to be battling against us. Letting out a quiet groan, Kanna forced his fluffy hair under his hood, in hopes to save his pale complexion from the monster of a sun up above. And in no time, they made it. The boy could tell just from where they were standing, that there were a lot of people around, which also meant that it would be easy to get lost. With his short stature and mostly quiet presence, Kanna took the time to memorize the faces of everyone he came with, even the two that left to go and find them a spot on the beach; he would definitely need it.

Complete lost in though, Kanna just managed to pick up what was happening. One of them had asked about getting changed, which made sense. Kanna, being just a little nervous about everything, put his trunks on at home so that he wouldn't run into this problem. All he would have to do was unzip his jacket if he wanted to swim.

Taking a few minutes to get everyone into their swimwear, one of the guys that had gone in there earlier questioned about what to do at the beach. At this question, Kanna couldn't help but perk up a bit.
"Swimming, sandcastles, boogie-boarding, sunbathing, relaxing.." The teen began listing off some of the things he would do when he use to come to the beach. By the time he had listed off all of his fingers trice, the group had situated themselves on the beach, followed by one of the group members tripping over nothing and falling to the ground. Well...he couldn't really blame him since he was looking directing at Shizuka before doing so. Most would kill for a sight like that. Heck, it was what most of his friends talked about when they were suppose to be working.

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Emilia Tendo

-- Day One || Morning || The Mess Hall --

Emilia froze when one of the girls in line actually responded to her quite mumbling. Was she Tempest? Furrowing her brows in annoyance, the black haired girl placed a hand on her hip and held up the cabin assignment with another.
"Is this you?" She questioned. It had to be right? It wouldn't make any sense for this girl to ask her if she needed anything if she wasn't the person she was mentioning under her breath...unless she was generally a nice person, and in that case, Emilia had no room to argue.

Before Emilia could get any response from the assumed Tempest, a boy had came into the scene, almost out of nowhere. He was rather handsome, Emilia had to admit, but that didn't gave him any right to just interrupt their slowly forming conversation. Gritting her not so real teeth, Emilia groaned as she was being ignored by not just the boy, but Tempest too! She couldn't say that she hasn't experienced this before, but that doesn't mean that it didn't hurt. This why she usually had Fei with her, someone that doesn't realize nor care if he's being looked over or not...

Lowering her head in slight defeat, Emilia folded her arms and tapped her foot, glancing up at the boy, Mason, with a sharp gaze."Why ask her of all people, if you could have just gone to a counselor? If this you 'attempt' at flirting, you might want to come backk once you're a few years older kid." She growled before moving onto the girl, Tempest. "And you, we're roommates. The least you can do is give me a little attention before you start automatically ignoring me in public." Her words might have been a little uncalled for, but Emilia couldn't care less. That was Fei's job.

@candlelitcraft@Tybalt Capulet

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Emilia Tendo

-- Day One || Morning || The Mess Hall --

Emilia seized her jumping at the sight of one of the counselors leaning forward in her direction. He looked rather normal for the most part, save for pointy ears. She couldn't help but tilt her head a bit when he pointed in the direction behind her, turning around just as quickly to see where she was. Pink hair...pink hair...well, great. Emilia wasn't going to outright say she could only see green, but the look on her face made it a little obvious. Turning back around to face the counselor, Emilia sighed.
"Gee...thanks mister." She had no right to blame him for not knowing, but she couldn't help it. All she knew was that Tempest was in line. Rolling her eyes at the sound of hearing Keegan hadn't swung by yet, Emilia let out a groan. "...My brother. He's sharing a room with him...Just ask him to look for me, thanks." Emilia didn't plan on saying anything else as she already turned to leave, now walking toward the lunch line. Walking along the side of said line, the black haired doll looking up at all of the girls she passed, in hopes that one of them would just scream "Tempest". "Hm...Tempest, Tempest, Tempest..." She hummed slowly.

@candlelitcraft

Persona: Winds of Change

@Delta44Oh, don't worry about it! I don't mind waiting so it's all good :)