Eighty-one years old
18 posts
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Rhyme
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Post by RHYME & REASON on Oct 17, 2014 20:57:38 GMT
Rhyme & Reason, after her initial encounter with the God of Death, visited the temple frequently. After her prayers and thanks had been uttered, she entered the sacred grounds with the utmost confidence. As a loyal servant to her Lord she had worked to clean its dusty interior bit by bit. Cobwebs had been swept away and the trimmed stone swept. Torches were lit here and there, yet she allowed for a majority of the interior to maintain a dark and damp look. Shadows were a constant factor - the temple giving off an ominous air that tickled insistantly at any normal someone's senses.
"What do you think, Dante?"
The dog waggled its tail slightly, acknowledging his mistress as she worked. She seemed quite optimistic, dedicated solely to enriching her surroundings with a touch of cleanliness.
"It's actually starting to look like it did long ago. Hopefully, Lord Mirun doesn't mind," she said.
The mare and her companion rounded a corner, the one-sided conversation progressing with each step as Rhyme verbally mulled over dinner.
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"18" years old
28 posts
single
mahou shojo
Played by
mono
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Post by Koizumi Yuki on Oct 17, 2014 21:11:25 GMT
[attr="class","scrolly"]  dark places had never been something he particularly enjoyed. it brought back unwanted memories of the dark beasts they had protected their home from, the men and women who gave up their lives for their twisted cause, and the eventual end of... no, no, no! the feline shook his head, ignoring the ringing in his ears as he tried to rid himself of the blasted thoughts. he was no where near the darkness of tokyo anymore. he no longer had to worried about that. the past was in the past, even if portions of it were now foggy with smudged faces and missing names. he couldn't even remember the name of the woman who raised him, not that it really mattered anymore. they were probably dead by now. speaking of dead, the temple for the island's grim reaper was the perfect place to nap. while he may not have the sun's glorious ray's warming his pelt, he never had to worry about being unable to sleep by tweeting birds--yum--or overheating from laying out in the sunlight for too long. his ears twitched as he laid his head back down, turning onto his back without much care in the world. exposing his stomach in such a place was not the best idea in the world, but, hey, it wasn't like he was left unguarded! he was surrounded by four other felines, the smallest of the four curled up the closest to the tabby. ah~ he did not need the warmth of the sunlight when he had the warmth of body heat. was that dog he smelled? gross. ooc: short, no table... i'll get things together eventually. x3 [newclass=".scrolly"]overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #000000; border-radius: 0px;[/newclass] |
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Eighty-one years old
18 posts
Single
Played by
Rhyme
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Post by RHYME & REASON on Oct 17, 2014 21:33:38 GMT
"Is that?"
Her nose twitched.
So did Dante's - the dog's immediate reaction producing a growl that vibrated deeply within his throat.
"Stay, boy," she ordered.
The dog quivered where he stood, peering into the darkness of the hall and detecting the bundle of shadows. His mistress analyzed the situation, considering her options at length as the seconds turned into minutes. An impatient noise left the canine, with the mare only casting him a look of sympathy in response. Tugging a torch from the wall with her telepathic magics, the alicorn instructed her dog to remain idle as she examined the unknown. It only took a few steps and the wavering of her light to catch sight of the well-sized felines.
She breathed, deeply.
And shrieked.
"Kill it! Kill it with fire!"
The torch was immediately thrown in the gathered creature's direction, the flame flickering madly as the stick lurched forward. Dante snarled furiously, hurrying to his panicked mistress's side in a protective manner befitting of any loyal beast.
"Out! Out! Out!" She demanded, eyes revealing her outrage.
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"18" years old
28 posts
single
mahou shojo
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mono
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Post by Koizumi Yuki on Oct 17, 2014 22:03:04 GMT
[attr="class","scrolly"] the tabby cat rolled onto his stomach, crouching low. he stretched his head up to peek over the body of a caracal, resulting in said feline to lift her own head. large ears perked up, covering the tabby's vision. with a soft grunt, he reached up with a cream colored paw and pressed down on the caracal's head, successfully moving the large ears out of his vision. he flicked his tail, signalling for all the felines to stand up. the symbol on his forehead began to faintly glow as he ushered the clowder away from where they slept, leaving behind the still image of everyone as if they had never moved a muscle. they hid away in the darkness, huddling together while the larger of the cats flanked the smaller ones. as the torch reached the illusion, something close to a smile stretched across the tabby's face. at once, the feline illusion burst into flames that touched everything yet nothing. the clowder yowled as if in pain, the cries echoing off the walls and all around the temple. just as quickly as the fire began, however, it disappeared, leaving nothing but the torch still burning on the ground. with his tail and head raised high in the air, the tabby cat slowly stepped out of the shadows, keeping the rest of his clowder hidden out of sight. he let out an airy chuckle, the symbol on his forehead still glowing with lingering magic. " why, that was quite the performance! you know, it isn't wise to disrupt the peaceful slumber of a cat." the housecat sat down, curling his tail around his paws as he steadily watched the alicorn and her mutt. " now, before you try and kill my dearest family once more, why don't you introduce yourself? ah, but where are my manners!" the symbol of metis on his forehead grew brighter and brighter as he spoke. smoke whirled around him, kicking up dust that began to shimmer in the light. y'know, magical girl transformations with flashy and very blinding lights. it all faded away, revealing a seemingly feminine human with pale, smooth skin and long, brown hair wearing a pale green kimono. " i am yuki, god of magic." he might as well shorten his title down that much. besides, the whole magical girl business can frighten people off. [newclass=".scrolly"]overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #000000; border-radius: 0px;[/newclass] |
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Eighty-one years old
18 posts
Single
Played by
Rhyme
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Post by RHYME & REASON on Oct 18, 2014 3:18:07 GMT
"Gods," she breathed.
Such an introduction, accompanied by a theatrical flair, left her utterly immobile. Her mind, racing to comprehend the encounter, was rendered temporarily useless. Seconds ticked by, her mouth agape, her stare filled with a plethora of bewilderment. At first, she did not to know to do - or, even how to respond to such a development.
"I..."
Her mouth shut with a resounding click, the mare gulping down the saliva that had gathered there. Retreating a step, she allowed for Dante to settle before her, his teeth bared and stance hinting toward surpressed malice. The German Shepard had been trained, after all, to obey the alicorn's orders and protect her general well-being. Scenting the mare's fear, the dog felt a natural surge of protectiveness arise.
"Okay," she said, blinking her eyes rapidly.
Snapping out of her stupor and regaining her once shattered composure, Rhyme & Reason allowed a thoughtful expression to form. The seriousness of this situation had escalated, the sudden identification of the 'god of magic' causing the mare to consider her next words carefully.
"I am Rhyme & Reason, a Most Faithful Servant to the Lord of Death," the female said, correcting her posture as she spoke. "And this is his temple. With all due respect I do believe you are intruding upon his sacred grounds, My Lady. I've no right to ask you to leave, for you are a god, so I will simply wash my hooves of this whole ordeal and continue with my day."
The mare's tone was clipped, her head reluctantly lowered in a submissive fashion as she acknowledged her place before the god.
"I've work to be accomplished," she grunted, managing a swift bow. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be going. I apologize for any offense caused, My Lady."
Irritated, embarassed, and desiring naught more than to finish up her cleaning schedule, the female beckoned Dante to her side.
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"18" years old
28 posts
single
mahou shojo
Played by
mono
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Post by Koizumi Yuki on Oct 18, 2014 16:56:10 GMT
[attr="class","scrolly"] the reactions from telling the 'lower class' about the status of a god was always amusing. some were completely bewildered, as if they had never seen a god before, while others turned into an apologetic mess for any rude behavior from before. as for the purple mare before him, it was a mixture of the two, though she most certainly has met a god before, the one of this temple. his eyes averted themselves from the silent mare to the growling mutt beside her. he narrowed his eyes at the canine, scrunching up his nose and sticking out his tongue like a child. he was missing his wonderful fangs in this form, so just baring his teeth at the dog would not suffice. no, he had to resort to childish actions just to get his distaste across. returning his tongue into his mouth, he turned his focus back on the purple mare as she gathered her bearings. " his sacred grounds?" yuki let out a chuckle, the pitch much lower than it has been. " this dank, dark place is the best place for a nap, which you so rudely interrupted." one hand moved to rest on his hip, a smirk etching itself onto his face, completely unladylike at all. too bad he was never actually trying to pull off the woman stunt. others just misunderstood no matter what, and he was not about to go around without anything covering his lower half just to prove a point. " you're leaving me here, all alone, after ruining my day?" he let out a dramatic sigh as his free hand waved behind him. the felines in the shadows took off to leave the temple, the caracal scooping up the munchkin cat by the scruff of his neck so he would not fall behind. if one of the mutts in the temple got to his cats because they were separated from the rest of the clowder, there would be hell to pay. the brunet then followed after the purple mare, making sure he kept his distance just a bit because of her canine companion. " you must make up for what you have done, so i will accompany you while you... clean. after all, i need an outlet for my boredom." the last part was his main reason for pestering the mare. after all, she did just try to burn his precious cats, so she might as well make up for it by entertaining him. [newclass=".scrolly"]overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #000000; border-radius: 0px;[/newclass] |
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Unknown years old
51 posts
Taken
God of Death
Played by
Dew
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Post by Mirun O'Hannegan on Oct 19, 2014 2:31:40 GMT
Sometimes trying to wake Mirun up was like trying to get a dormant volcano to erupt. The Fogbound Shapeshifter was frantically messing with the blankets, before finally growling and flipping the whole bed hover, huffing as the Nargacuga tail slammed into the ground, the creature having shifted before changing into a Giginox, giving a gurgling growl. Mirun gave a groan, slowly crawling out from under the bed, staring at the creature. "Fine, I'll get up. Damn dog," he grumbled, standing up and yawning, wobbling a bit. He was dead tired, literally, but Mozart was just so damn pushy when someone was in the temple. Cookie the Nargacuga moved from the perch that was made for it, watching Mirun get dressed in some of his pajamas. The hat he put on was to keep his ears warm. It got cold near this time of year. Half asleep and walking in skeleton bunny slippers, decked out in skeleton pajamas, he went to the kitchen, getting a coffee mug that said '#1 Grim Reaper' on it and brewing him some coffee.
Growling, Mozart snorted and moved, giving a low growl for Cookie to follow. The Nargacuga, that had climbed over the rafters that Mirun had installed for him, jumped down and followed the shifting creature, Mozart taking the form of a Kushala Daora. Spreading the wings in the large hallways, Mozart darted off, Cookie scraping along the walls to corner the intruders, the Nargacuga giving a loud screech, landing nearly beside the Alicorn Mirun had become so fond of. Mozart skidded to a halt and roared behind the Goddess. God or not, they were intruding. The two creatures were growling loudly, a Timberjack perking up from one of the main rooms, before ignoring the commotion. Eh.
Mirun finally walked by, still half asleep and tired. "Hey," he said, giving a small wave, sipping his coffee. "What time is it?" Mozart looked at Mirun, using a claw to pull the God back, shielding him with a wing. "What? Did I forget to put on pajamas again? Wait.... no, I'm good. Hi, Rhyme, and.... Goddess lady with cats." He sipped his coffee again, trying to wake up. Goodness he was tired.
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Eighty-one years old
18 posts
Single
Played by
Rhyme
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Post by RHYME & REASON on Oct 20, 2014 14:54:55 GMT
Rhyme's hoof pressed against her face - and stayed there.
She had initially gritted her teeth and allowed for the god to fall into step alongside her. The situation had been excruciatingly unpleasant, the mare having acknowledged her own blunder with a silent moan of despair. Quietly sweeping at the dusty halls, the alicorn would cast the godly being the occasional look, eyes filled with an apparent weariness. The minutes passed, her hope that the god would bore of her silence and obvious discomfort preventing her from merely teleporting back to her home and away from this whole ordeal. First impressions had been thoroughly ruined, after all. And Rhyme had yet to gather the appropriate amount of courage to apologize. Nor did she want to rid herself of too much pride by doing do.
When the beasts had made their sudden - and impressive - introduction - she had expected her master in all his glory to appear before the newly-arrived god.
Instead, she got this.
Face burning from embarrassment, she rubbed at her forehead, the sudden annoyance eventually shifting to amusement. Lips quivering as she maintained her professional bearing, the mare stepped aside for the wo - man? Scowling, she paused briefly to eye the mysterious god before lowering her head to introduce the newly-arrived being.
"My Lord, I would like - "
Huh.
" - to introduce to you the God of Magic."
There was little else for Rhyme to say or do, so she and Dante pressed closer to Death's companions, comforted by their sudden presence. Favoring the beastly Nargacuga at her side, the mare hurriedly stepped behind the mighty creature for protection, warily eyeing the pair of gods as she allowed for Lord Death to handle the situation.
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"18" years old
28 posts
single
mahou shojo
Played by
mono
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Post by Koizumi Yuki on Oct 20, 2014 20:59:08 GMT
[attr="class","scrolly"] while just following the mare and her mutt around was not his definition of fun, he could easily tolerate it. after all, the equine did not seem pleased with his presence, neither was he for her, but he was perfectly fine with causing discomfort for little miss rhyme and reason. sheesh, horses had such strange names. then again, this was more of a pegasus... unicorn... winged and horned horse... that was purple. this place had so many strange creatures that he no longer even tried to count them. he should get to studying more about those who inhabit the islands, however. the knowledge would do him well, especially since he had skipped most of the books on mythology and works of fiction. his parents burned the last book he tried to smuggle home, after all. the sudden entrance of death's minions did not seem to bother the young brunet too much. he did, however, turn his head to hiss at the fogbound shapeshifter. no matter what shape that damn creature took, a dog was a dog no matter what. he could handle the god of death's nargacuga, but three headed canine creatures? no thank you. letting out a small huff, the feminine god smoothed down his hair, almost as if it had begun to frizz from the mere presence of the other creatures. it was, in a sense, something like that. just like the fur on a cat fluffing up to make themselves seem bigger when they are frightened, any sort of dog at least twice the size of the mutt the mare had was enough to put him on the edge. he would have felt safer if he had brought in samurai or tero-chan, but the two were a little harder to hide when lounging about, completely uninvited. dark eyes glanced over as the man of the house strolled in wearing... skeleton pajamas. " cute," yuki mused, hiding his smile behind his sleeve. he should really invest in pajamas, but he had absolutely no place to put them. he also slept in his other form more often than in his human form, so there really wasn't much of a point... though he really wanted a onezie now. oh, those were so cute back in japan. " welcome to the land of the living, mister reaper. enjoy your nap?" he was not even trying to hide his smile anymore, having dropped his hand to hold around his waist. " ah, it should be nearing evening. i think." then again, he had been sleeping most of the day away as well. or was it already morning? midnight? noon? damn, he needed to eat. [newclass=".scrolly"]overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.scrolly::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #000000; border-radius: 0px;[/newclass] |
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Unknown years old
51 posts
Taken
God of Death
Played by
Dew
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Post by Mirun O'Hannegan on Oct 23, 2014 21:16:32 GMT
Ah, apparently his pajamas were funny. That was alright. Fashion wasn't a necessity when you killed everyone at some point or another. He sipped his coffee, waving his creatures off, Mozart shifting into his real form, all three heads growling at the other God. Filthy cat stench was filling up the temple and Mozart didn't like it. "I was," he said, giving another yawn. "Until Mozart flipped my damn bed over." He would have to fix that later. "Anyway, today is my day off. I give all the reaping to my owl and corgi for the day. So yeah, why are you here? You're not gonna turn me into one of those girls that go through those weird transformations into a lewd outfit are you?" He hoped not, unless he was one of those tall girls that was the library nerd. Mirun thought they were cute, even though he preferred men. Anyway....
Mirun sipped the coffee, giving a small whine he the mug was empty after. Damn. He was going to have to make more. Plus he could really go for some eggs right about now. "Anyone hungry?" he asked, looking at Mozart. "You can lay an egg, right?" The three-headed dog snorted at him and growled. "OK, OK, fine. Be that way." He glared at the dog, getting one back with equal hate. The two got along wonderfully, but every now and then they had their strain. Without really waiting for a response, he turned to walk back to the kitchen, Mozart hesitating before following him, Cookie standing there awkwardly by Rhyme. |
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Eighty-one years old
18 posts
Single
Played by
Rhyme
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Post by RHYME & REASON on Nov 1, 2014 18:37:31 GMT
Rhyme released a huff, brows furrowing. It was difficult to maintain a submissive air due to her disgruntled expression revealed apparent displeasure. But she managed, raising her hoof to rest gently against Cookie's scaly hide.
"I'll be feeding all of you, it seems," she said, smiling at the beasts. "I'll require an hour or two. But, I'll be prepping an appropriate dish for each, my fine friends"
She had a fairly decent amount of experience as a cook. Both meats and vegetables were regularly handled by the mare, and, during the short period of time as her lord's most loyal servant, Rhyme had began to work at perfecting her craft. She typically fed his beasts with delectable bits of finely chopped flesh - the mare beginning to recognize what portions appealed to each.
"I assume you're welcome into the kitchen area, My Lord," she said, addressing the god of magic. "I... apologize for addressing you as a female earlier. You are quite beautiful."
It was a reluctantly made statement, her nose twitching occasionally as she detected the scent of feline.
Uh.
Her horn began to glow, her broom cast away.
"I'll return shortly in a moment with the meat," she said. "Dante, come along."
She and her dog disappeared afterward in a burst of sparkly violet magics.
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