Otsune

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Description
Hollow, dark, and dreary night
on a light post out in the street
a spider war wages,
within the wicked web she spins
for her prey, she sings a song,
in atonement of her heart beats
for her lover she awaits,
to her silky web she abides the time
clocks strike twelve,
crawling down he creeps



The Short (IC senses only)
Race: Human, Eastern Descent
Gender: Female
Age: Mid twenties
Height: 5'5"
Build: From musculature to breasts, she is slight and dainty.
Vibe: Sombre and slow, but with a very attentive air about her
Gear: Doesn't usually have any real weapons on her person, but does keep a little carry pouch with her-Seems to contain something grainy. Dust, or maybe powder?



The Short
(Laid bare. You shouldn't know this unless you've found out ICly or can plainly see it [which shouldnt frequently happen]. Would appreciate no meta-gaming, but I'll roll with the punches if I have to-Especially if your character has a valid way of detecting this stuff.)
Race: Yokai, Omoiyari no aru hito (Passion-Eater demon)
Gender: Fully female
Age: Late nineties
Height: 6'1", true form



she sees him, he sees her
they speak of love until the very end
in a fury of hairy arms
love explodes their passions
sparkling expressions of love in their eyes
a kiss of death,
she freely gives of desire
they fight, dark storm clouds rolling in
until the very end,
as he dies in her arms
in stillness of silence,
she looms in gloom
of the temptation of her web of doom



Human Form
Timid, withdrawn, pretty but probably not beautiful by most standards. This woman looks as though she's given in to a wild and loud world by building a shell around herself-A shell of books, them often in hand, hair-Grown long as all angles, even partially covering her eyes, and voice kept to only just as loud as it needs to be to be heard. Sometimes, not even that loud.

Her skin is pale-A combination of a lack of sunlight as well as an excessive application of makeup-No doubt as a tiny outcry from the rest of her very being curling inward and hiding away. Or.. Perhaps the excessive application is infact another way or hiding?

She has a very faint scent of lavender following her around-It seems to be stronger on her robes them on her actual face or body, if someone was to get close enough to make such a distinction.



Yokai Form
Eyes swivel, spiral and twitch. One follows the close onlooker, another repeatedly scans the floor nearby as a reptile looking for food. How many..? Five..? Six? Perhaps a seventh behind one of those locks of hair? Regardless, it probably isn't natural, and it definitely isn't a soothing sight by most standards. Would those eyes be the only odd thing on display, perhaps one could feel sorry for this creature, this.. Thing. Perhaps it is simply malformed? But no.

Fingernails long and curved, reminiscent of a bird of prey, large mosquito wings shivering on what one might assume is no longer a normal looking human back, and teeth that are almost cartoonishly sharp and triangular sitting in a mouth which has its closest sister to the gentle smile in a wicked smirk, it is plain to see that this creature is alien to the world of men. It is a monster from another time, and another place-Come to try its darndest to sate itself, whether at the sake or by the aid of others.

The faintest whiff of lavender is carried on this beings clothing, however it is usually overpowered by the scent of cobwebs and dust-That smell coming most strongly from the spores that flit off her ever-shivering wings.



What is this?
A demon. An ill-meaning spirit. A yokai. Otsune, regardless of what form she may choose to display, is at heart the physical manifestation of the concept of passion, perverted. She is born not from the Hells or the Abyss, but from the very magical energy latent in the world coalescing around something which might fuel it to grow and act further in its own interests.

In this case, the Omoiyari no aru hito was spit out. The Passion-Eater Yokai. Such it is that this creature loves to see the sapient races prosper and pursue what they love in life, to aid them and push them to do their best-And such it is that she adores to push them just a step too far.

The magician who makes wondrous discoveries across his life time, only to require the sacrifice of a hundred pure blooded virgins in order to create his Magnum Opus-It is this person who such a Yokai will tip over the edge-Encourage them that the ends justify the means, that to create something amazing they must be willing to sacrifice everything-And as they are consumed by their compassions, consumed by the madness of pursuing their love.. It is in those moments when they and their compassion are one and the same thing-That the Omoiyari no aru hito will consume them in turn.



True to her word, she loved him to the very end.
As she grieves and reflects back on the day,
she thinks that maybe next time,
she will take it a little slower.
Love hurts every way you turn.
so don't fight just give in like the little spider
he died with a smile on his face.
For his family to begin, he would gladly do it again
But, if he could, I think he would do it slower, a lot slower.

Lights
I'm not a fan of light lists or making them on rp servers, I think they're restrictive to rp. That said, it's clear that I'd be well served to make a list, at the very LEAST of things I REALLY don't want to see, or that I feel I can't live without in rp. As such, anything not included in this list is up in the air completely. If it is in the list, I'm still willing to rp it, but -all- my characters are liable to react in a way which corresponds with what is here. These are not character preferences, they are player preferences.(For example. While this character is an evil demon-type character, I don't actually want to do rp that sees a long beloved character die. Atleast not without a lot of good story.)

Reds
Scat, Vore, Permadeath, Childlike(Doesn't necessarily mean halflings. But if it looks like a child, and acts silly, I'm probably not going to want to be involved with it just to be safe. Sorry.)

Final thing. If ever unsure, just send me a tell and ask. Regardless of if I get grumpy or we fight or whatever happens, I wont ever be sharing something you send privately to me without permission, nor will I make fun of you. We all have our tastes, and at the end of the day we're all players sharing an environment here. It's better to be kind to one another (Even if our characters despise each other!)
Player:BKOSU
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human