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Foxfire Gambit; Random Kitsune!
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Topic Started: Jun 7 2018, 03:58 PM (251 Views)
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Belial
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Jun 7 2018, 03:58 PM
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A young, magic night Haven’s creatures do not sleep All around - look up!
The ethereal Enigma refolds her wings against her back, casting her leonine gaze up to the sky, directing all around her to do the same. Rainbows of aurora borealis cut the night sky and illuminate the surroundings to a near-evening dim instead of total darkness. And orbs of elemental energy have sprung up everywhere, all across the Weyr, Haven, and the surrounding territories, as if...As if something long-awaited has finally arrived, and the dignitaries are announcing their advent.
Finally, the Kitsune are complete! However, getting them into the Database is going to be a bit tricky, so I… propose we have a little fun first. I’m going to list seven words. Each PLAYER may only use each word ONCE. (And to keep this sane on the description writing, please try to keep it to one word per character, unless you have very few characters, in which case, two is fine.)
You are going to pair that word to one of your characters, next to a number from 1-5. For example, if I was going to use the word Brilliance then it would look something like Jeremiah brilliance 4 . That’s not one of my words, though, it’s just a format example.
THE WORDS: Vengeance Hero Resilience Satire Anarchist Balance Wisdom
This is more of a raffle than a bonding, but heeeeey, I'm excited to finally roll these guys out after more than two years of delays. Reply in just with a short thing to tell me which character is getting what word/number and I will start writing you foxes.
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"Life is not about what you deserve. Life is about free will, life is about what you choose. Afterlife is about what you deserve, and all the Heavens forfend you deserve me." --Belial
"Redemption is a work in progress. I've...got a lot of work left to do." --Shrayla
"Fair winds and good fortune to you, friend." --Khareesh
"I think you have me mistaken for someone penitent, and I don't appreciate it." --Melonwei
"If someone rains on your parade, start dancing in the rain." --Linah
"The rules of the Lord of Poetic Justice are very simple. You do unto others as you would have me do unto you, aye?" -- Aletha Hoarfrost
"War's the candy, I'm just the wrapper, but that doesn't make me ready to die any time soon." --Arieh Harel
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Belial
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Jun 11 2018, 07:44 PM
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~ Joining, myself! And since I have eight characters and players may only use each of the seven words once, Belial gets nothing. Actually, Belial and Aletha get nothing, because I'm electing not to use Anarchist listing right now.
Shrayla looked around at the night, just acclimated enough to the Illogical Field by now that the display of elemental power flying in orbs up from the ground into the night sky was less alarming than it could have been. Although it still didn't quite feel like the Illogical Field. There was too much intent to this.
Shrayla's word is satire, number is 5.
Khareesh leaned against Myth's bandaged flank in a medicated haze in the dragon's weyr, watching the entire display from the vantage of the weyr ledge. It wasn't a close view, but it certainly had the height and vantage to be spectacular.
Khareesh's word is hero, number is 1.
Melonwei paused in the market, stopped in her perusal of the night bazaar by the distraction of the power being sent into the sky. What...was happening?
Melonwei's word is vengeance, number is 5.
Linah had a great view of the event from the Sleeping Shamrock, serving patrons at outdoor tables so that they could observe and drink at the same time. Whatever it was, it was good for business.
Linah's word is wisdom, number is 3.
Arieh coaxed Vesper to a halt, pacing the giant mare around Haven Village. There came nearby the sound of drums, earthy and distracting, and Vesper followed almost without being urged.
Arieh's word is resilience, number is 2.
Jenna tried not to be startled by the giant flaming horse as she followed the same sound of drums, surrounded by the strangest kind of elemental orb event she'd ever seen in her life. This had to be a dream, right?
Jenna's word is balance, number is 5.
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"Life is not about what you deserve. Life is about free will, life is about what you choose. Afterlife is about what you deserve, and all the Heavens forfend you deserve me." --Belial
"Redemption is a work in progress. I've...got a lot of work left to do." --Shrayla
"Fair winds and good fortune to you, friend." --Khareesh
"I think you have me mistaken for someone penitent, and I don't appreciate it." --Melonwei
"If someone rains on your parade, start dancing in the rain." --Linah
"The rules of the Lord of Poetic Justice are very simple. You do unto others as you would have me do unto you, aye?" -- Aletha Hoarfrost
"War's the candy, I'm just the wrapper, but that doesn't make me ready to die any time soon." --Arieh Harel
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Raferties
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Jun 12 2018, 05:31 AM
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 Raferties had been inside when the initial words had been spoken, but Aurae had not been, and the instant she saw the brilliant bands of color dancing across the sky she blinked Between to her Bonded trilling and pulling on him and insisting with all the excitement in her little white flit body to come see! So it was that the Lorekeeper ended up seated on one of Girith's favorite sunning perches with several Bondeds either flocking around or frolicking none too far away, enjoying the beautiful natural wonder... that just might not be all the way natural after all!
Raferties is Wisdom, number is 3.
 Ah, perhaps it was a good thing that Keldos was alone when it happened. He'd been flying a nighttime patrol after hearing of the nocturnal nature of a recent threat, keeping his gaze low for dark armor and green glowing crystals. Thus it was he was caught utterly unaware when the aurora fired off, and the sudden brilliant, colorful lights above and around him (relatively speaking) startled him so much he lost the rhythm of his wings and dropped a good ten feet before he could coordinate himself and hover. When he was finally able to process the sight before him, the Archangel decided a small break couldn't hurt and settled on a ledge on a nearby hillside, folding his wings down and enjoying the view.
Keldos is Satire, number is 4.
 Anari was beckoned out by the call, limping her way from her weyr to something that she had never in her entire life witnessed before and awed beyond comprehension. She'd never seen such lights in the sky before, and it was in a word magical!
Anari is Resilience, number is 2
Cobalt rarely rested at night (sleep wasn't something Warforged did) so she was already awake and standing 'guard' outside Arieh's dojo where she currently resided when the lights appeared. Though instinct had a chain dropping free into her hand she had no previous experience with anything like this, so she decided it was best to wait and see, as there was no one to give her orders.
Though her urge to grab her chalks and some paper and try to capture this was very, very strong, and.... Oh! There was Kimbule shoving the kit into her hands, and it was very pretty....
*Thunk - skritch swipe skritch*
Surely the dojo would be fine, and she was still right there. She could spare a few moments!
Cobalt is Hero, number is 5.
((For now I'm leaning Kemori - a kitsune himself - and Taki (as her Tam'kiir likely will be transitioning into a Kistune when they're fully revealed) out. And yes, I think Keldos might be severely mad at me for this lol!))
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Note: Until further stated, Scarheart, Belial, and Cassandra have standing permission to powerplay Raferties or Anari. Raferties and his Shinies ~~Anari and her Shinies~~ Keldos and his Shinies~~Cobalt and her Shinies~~Taki and her Shinies~~Kemori and his Shinies
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Tidesweep
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Jun 12 2018, 06:17 AM
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Tide looked up into the sky as the colors flew by. There was something uneasy in her stomach about them, but she couldn't place it. Looking out toward the ocean, she watched the colors be distorted by the waves as Lenaarth and Bob came to lay beside her. Reaching out, she gently rubbed both their snorts. "I feel like saying 'something wicked this way comes', but that is silly of me right? I am still jumping at my own shadow too much."
Tide is Balance, number 3
Gertude watched the lights and orbs danced, so entranced by their colors, she had stopped her late night knitting. Or she was till Amlu slapped her tail against a rock and hissed. Though when asked, the flying snake refused to speak of it and instead slithered back inside the weyr to let Gertude continue to gaze and plot out her newest weave design.
Gertude is Wisdom, number 1
Mildred looked up at the lights from where she sat at the Shamrock. Opals. Though a bit duller. That was what the fire in the sky reminded her of. That or emeralds. Either way, she wanted more to drink so she tore her gaze away from the lights to the cup in her hands. Down the hatch.
Mildred is Anarchist, number 2
Jeremi looked out the window from where he had been pouring over a patient's records. "How wonderful...It has been awhile since I've seen the fox fires." Chuckling as he used an older name for the northern lights, he went back to reading.
Jeremi is Resilience, number 4
 Cain reached out to see if he could snag one of the orbs. Nothing ventured, nothing gained right?
Cain is Satire, number 2
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"Death has a bone to pick with you and I'm here to help out." -Cain Skelington
"The waves have their own music...Are you listening?" - Tidesweep
"Don't take my silence for agreement. That would be a mistake."- Gertude Weavian
"I will protect what is mine with a will forged like a diamond."- Mildred Fresi
"Healing can take time. Lucky for you, you should having nothing but it for awhile."- Jeremi Kgute
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Belial
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Jun 12 2018, 11:16 PM
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Mildred was about to be ambushed whilst deep in her cups. Suddenly the space next to her wasn't empty, but occupied by a large black fox, two-tailed and sinister.
I do hope there is room for another by your side. It is a shame to drink alone, the fox greeted her, bowing deeply.
Become The Beast Void Clan Male Inspiration Speech: Italic#7e0e0e
There is a terrible misconception that Void Clan Kitsune are not civilized. This is untrue. Void Kitsune are as polite as the rest of their species, if not occasionally even moreso. This gentleman in particular bows with singular courtesy, although something about his humility rings just the slightest bit… not-quite-false. Almost false. His bow says humility, but his eyes say predator, and his gesture of politeness is clearly as absurd as a lion bowing to a lamb at dinner time. But even monsters must sometimes remain civilized, or else what would they be?
Or is he a monster? The authorities certainly can’t prove anything, and they won’t trace anything back to Mildred...yet. Not unless and until it will suit his purposes, but that won’t happen any time soon, now will it, Mildred?
You look at the texture of the meat he eats, the color of blood splashed across his muzzle, and you suppress the question with the terrible weight that you don’t have to ask to know. But you can’t prove it. All you have are suspicions. Suspicions and the seductive aura of darkness that he emits, easily capturing the attention of even the strong-willed. He deigns to speak to so few people as equals or as peers, when he chooses you...it’s like you’re the only person in the world. And how he speaks, he understands you. On a basic, fundamental, elemental level. On a dark level, too, he speaks to shadows you want to bury, impulses you don’t want to admit to owning. But he gets you, and he never seems to judge you for anything. If anything, he encourages you to open yourself to your shadows, embrace your darkness. It’s tempting. So tempting.
Follow him. Walk with him. Be fearless. Embrace the night and fear nothing ever again. Feed your inner hunger and let it make you feel alive in ways nothing else can. Let it howl, let it rage; giving in isn’t surrender, it’s abandon, it’s freedom, and you need that very much, Mildred, freedom. You chafe at limitations. You hate being controlled. So stop. Let yourself truly be free for the first time in your life.
His eyes are a rich claret red, a hue shared by the stockings at the tips of all four of his paws, his tails, the tips of his ears, and the kanji for ‘void’ that rests upon his forehead like a tragically insufficient warning label. As of June 6th 2018, he bonded to Mildred and had two tails. His tails are enviably plush and soft to the touch, though very few would risk the lean fox’s wrath. No one can prove he murders his enemies or that he cannibalizes them, but rumors and urban legends abound...as do suspicious disappearances in the miles surrounding him. Mostly, people who cross him have a tendency to meet complete ruination in ways that can’t…possibly have anything to do with this particular fox. Right?
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"Life is not about what you deserve. Life is about free will, life is about what you choose. Afterlife is about what you deserve, and all the Heavens forfend you deserve me." --Belial
"Redemption is a work in progress. I've...got a lot of work left to do." --Shrayla
"Fair winds and good fortune to you, friend." --Khareesh
"I think you have me mistaken for someone penitent, and I don't appreciate it." --Melonwei
"If someone rains on your parade, start dancing in the rain." --Linah
"The rules of the Lord of Poetic Justice are very simple. You do unto others as you would have me do unto you, aye?" -- Aletha Hoarfrost
"War's the candy, I'm just the wrapper, but that doesn't make me ready to die any time soon." --Arieh Harel
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Telmaril
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Jun 26 2018, 11:24 PM
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Lights filled the sky, and one of the weyr’s resident healers felt drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Telmaril paused, wiped his hands clean, gave a half-asleep Zenith a last pat and stepped onto the ledge just outside his weyr, eyes drawn inexorably upward.
Tel’s words are hero and wisdom; his numbers are 1 and 3.
Dust, on the other hand, watched the sudden lightshow from high above. Crow cut the Shadowed Dawn’s engines and let the ship glide, leaving his Guardian free to ooh and aah out the windows at a display of ‘fire’works the City would’ve envied.
Dust’s words are resilience and vengeance; his numbers are 4 and 2 respectively.
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It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll I am the captain of my fate, the master of my soul
Telmaril | Shinies Legion | Shinies Dust | Shinies Astrid | Shinies Shiny Site
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Belial
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Jul 3 2018, 09:36 PM
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I do hope you're saving a seat for me~ purred the three-tailed fox that found Tidesweep, claiming his place beside her as if he'd belonged all along.
Man or a Monster Earth Clan Male Inspiration Speech: Italic#a4a537
The Kitsune of the Earth Clan have never been particularly well understood, not by mortals and certainly not by other Kitsune. And maybe it's a trick the light plays on your eyes when you look in his, but you'd almost swear he likes it that way. But that's the lot of the Earth Clan, now isn't it? There is nothing of worth in the universe if there is not balance, and to maintain balance, one must sometimes become counterbalance.
The pendulum swings one way, he swings the other. The pendulum reverses course, so too does he. It's a delicate moral choreography danced without hubris or rancor, even when he is at his darkest and most sinister, striving to keep the surrounding goodness in check. It is not spite that drives him. It is love. But you rather knew that already, didn't you, Tidesweep? You've long been a student of the ways of the universe.
Sometimes you sing along to the drums he plays and the song is hard, almost cruel. On these days his eyes are so brown they're almost black and these are the days you are closest to the best people in your life. On these days this Kitsune braids yellow feathers into his tails and drums until someone dances, drums until the dancers' feet bleed. Sometimes you sing along to the drums he plays and the song is sweet, songs of kindness and of joy. On these days his eyes are green, as are the feathers braided into his tails, and these are the days you are closest to your past and to the people who have most striven to hurt you. He changes based on the people who surround you and the choices they make. The kinder they are, the crueler he becomes, and the crueler they are, the kinder he becomes. Balance and counterbalance, because to do otherwise is to invite stagnation and entropy. Without a counterweight, the Balance shatters, and without the Balance, there can simply be no world.
Knowing who and what he is makes him no less disconcerting, perhaps. In one paw he carries the power to heal, and in the other, the inclination to kill, and rare is it you have the forewarning to tell which is going to be until the moment you get it. Perhaps some part of you, the part that rests spiritually in the hands of the universe, finds this abstractly comforting, Tide. Maybe the rest of you finds him a little viscerally terrifying too.
His pelt is a sort of pale, gritty beach sand hue, primarily, making him look a solid color at a distance and resolving into almost a brindle once a visual accounting is taken from up close. The tipping of each tail, each paw, both ears, and the kanji for Earth that rests on his forehead are all uniform to each other, but whether that color is a rich coffee brown or cilantro green, whether his eyes follow the same pattern, depends entirely upon the circumstances within which he finds himself, and within which you find him.
As of June 6th 2018, he bonded to Tidesweep and had three tails. Sometimes, one might even feel brave enough to touch them...sometimes, but not when they're tipped in brown.
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"Life is not about what you deserve. Life is about free will, life is about what you choose. Afterlife is about what you deserve, and all the Heavens forfend you deserve me." --Belial
"Redemption is a work in progress. I've...got a lot of work left to do." --Shrayla
"Fair winds and good fortune to you, friend." --Khareesh
"I think you have me mistaken for someone penitent, and I don't appreciate it." --Melonwei
"If someone rains on your parade, start dancing in the rain." --Linah
"The rules of the Lord of Poetic Justice are very simple. You do unto others as you would have me do unto you, aye?" -- Aletha Hoarfrost
"War's the candy, I'm just the wrapper, but that doesn't make me ready to die any time soon." --Arieh Harel
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