"Hn..."
Had a very tense reunion with Darcy after being absent for a couple of weeks.
He was extremely joyous to see Kumiko again, as she was with him, but Darcy's reaction to his arrival left him upset and confused.
Attempted to approach Darcy only to be met with taunts and antler-shaking.
Dejectedly, with some coaxing, he sat a little off to Darcy's side with Kumiko, willing to at least keep him company.
Darcy soon left their side, and Obake forced himself to be cheerful by playing a little with Kumiko, Herla and a couple of fawns.
Herla turned him into a mini, which further helped lighten the mood. The oni ran around in good humor, failing to be threatening.
Was saddened all over again when Kumiko left. He then followed Darcy's scent to the Gods Hill, much to his dismay.
Cautiously the oni approached, strangely not deterred when he saw that Darcy was praying. He remained vigilant, however.
Darcy then moved towards him while bearing the devout spell, causing Obake to flee as he believed that the monarch would use it.
Darcy pursued him to the playground, which only angered and upset the oni even further. They had a stand-off before D left again.
Stubbornly the oni followed him, and seeing that D was at his daughter's grave site he sat a distance away out of respect.
Was surprised when Darcy soon got up and beckoned him over. He did so, and the two sat together in silence.
Darcy was later persistently "attacked" by Herla, who kept casting animal spells on him and darting around.
Although amused, the oni got between them and attempted to discourage Herla, as he was afraid that a fight may break out.
Later on Herla returned again, and the oni beckoned for her to sit by him in peace. She did so, and the oni could finally relax.
personality
likes
appearance
dislikes
Obake is an oni who is not only carnivorous, but also consumes souls on occasion.
This occurs when he is starving, doesn't wish to hunt or as an act of venegful spite.
He consumes just enough, rather than an entire soul, to satisfy himself.
The process itself is relatively harmless, and painless.
The side-effects are not severe, but include mild dizziness, nausea and fatigue.
Side-effects vary in strength depending on how much of one's soul he has consumed.
Obake prefers the souls of fawns and young deer, as they are more potent.
He is drawn to pregnant does as the unborn fawns are prime targets for soul consumption.
The process may be indentified by him circling and then nuzzling a fawn continuously.
He may be chased off, and will usually not put up a fight.
Kumiko
dear friend, growing feelings, attracted to Darcy
dear friend, slight attraction Herla
adores, enjoys her company Bandit
adores, attracted to, enjoys his company Kaoori
adores, calmed by Bright Eyes
curiosity, enjoys his company Geisha
curious of, attracted to Krystal
annoyance, amused by, dinner? Ravus
curious of, cautious Kody
curious of, enjoys his company Umay
curious of, cautious Big Bunny
annoyance, food! Leviathann
very interested in, stalks Crucio
curious of, amused by
voice feral
#161E2B scent of burning incense and cherry blossoms
What shall we call you, Obaké?
A 'demon' as one may say?
But I see no demon, my friend
Who is to give these petty labels?
Be what you wish, who is to stop you?
It is not their life to live, it is yours
This hummingbird admires a truly living one
Quadraptor
RPing is very much welcomed!
** If anyone has any questions or concerns regarding Obake, please feel free to post them here. **
The oni was watching her with gentle eyes, his grin wide as he shifted his weight back and forth upon long, sturdy legs. It pleased him greatly to see even more color appear on the miko's cheeks; he could not begin to explain how endearing the sight was. Kumiko was an interesting combination of innocence and flirtatiousness, a mixture of two opposites that intrigued and warmed him. His grin somehow grew even wider as she called over to him, watching the sleek muscles become pronounced beneath her fur as she drew in her legs and then sprung gracefully into the air. Her slender legs were tucked beneath her body with care as she became airborne, reminding him of a bird tucking its wings in mid-flight. Obake's admiration for the miko never ceased as he watched her trot about, chuckling to himself as she swayed her hips teasingly.
As she pranced towards him and announced her challenge, Obake cocked his head and laughed gently, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. "I not turn down challenge made by pretty miko," he replied with a glint in his glowing eyes. As her face drew close to his, however, he froze up. His eyes remained on hers, completely fixated on them even as the tip of her mask brushed against his skin. So entranced was he by those beautiful eyes that he did not react to the mask's contact. Suddenly, she began to lean in closer...and then, the feeling of soft warmth against his bottom lip. Blood rushed in his ears as a small jolt of electricity traveled down his spine, still remaining frozen in place as his mind struggled to process what was happening. An eternity seemed to go by before he could exhale against, his eyes coming into focus...she was gone? Her voice reached his ears, and he swiveled on his heels quickly to look at her with wide eyes.
Tag...? Oh, tag! For a moment the meaning of that word was lost to him, so stunned was he still by that chaste kiss. But was it really a kiss? Well, perhaps not...but Gods, did it further ignite that passionate flame burning inside him. He gently laughed again and began to bound after her, tossing his antlers in a playful display of arrogance. "You not get away with that! I get you!" he called out after her with much laughter, his footfalls surprisingly light. Quickly he caught up to her with ease, his strides being longer than hers, and with much energy he leaped back and forth over her like a hyperactive fawn. Not wanting to miss out on an opportunity, he fell back behind her slightly to first nudge at her rump, and then gently nipped it again. It wasn't even his goal to tag her so much as continue the playful teasing. It invoked such joy in him, especially when a creature as beautiful and adored by him like Kumiko returns the favor with just as much glee and enthusiasm. A beautiful priestess and a monstrous demon...what an unlikely combination.
(I am sooo sorry for the late reply. I read your RP reply one day on my break at work, but did not get a chance to reply. Then due to the ridiculously amount of bullshit that followed at my job, I forgot to reply. I kept checking my tracks to see if things were ever updated, having forgotten that it was my turn. Heh.
Though my mind is running out of sweet tender things to keep this afloat. Working 8 days in a while with little sleep is wearing on me, so I apologize again for a shortened reply.)
The oni leaped about the flowery meadow like a playful puppy, ignoring the truth of his size. His rich midnight-colored pelt glistened in the soft sunlight like a polished sapphire. Shimmering as his muscles glided beneath his skin with his surprisingly elegant movements. His smile pulled wide across his handsome face with happiness, tusks poking out between his angled lips as he playfully nipped her.
Shivers of excitement were sent up the little miko's spine as the oni continued to chase her about. "Hehe! So quick for such a big thing, dear oni," she coaxed as she dashed away. Stopping not far from him once again, ears twitching and tail wagging behind her. "But how long can you keep up?"
[No worries at all! I'm very sorry for being late as well: I've been pretty busy with a couple of projects as well as my online class, gah. I'm sorry you have to put up with that at work, I hope it's been going better for you. And, don't worry about the short reply: it's perfectly fine, and cute! c: ♥]
Another throaty chuckle rumbled in his deep chest at her teasing, that funny feeling continuing to resonate within him as he watched her dash and leap about. She was so graceful, so painfully beautiful in every way. How she moved, spoke, laughed, flitted her tail flirtatiously... This was all so new to the oni, and he loved it. Even though he hadn't been exposed to such behavior in his own world when he was still a pure oni, a deep-seated primal instinct within him told him that this was desired behavior. Why it was desired, he didn't know, but all he cared about was that it made him happy...and that it made Kumiko happy as well.
"I big, but I run all day if need to," he called back in a playful challenge, pumping his long legs to catch up to the miko with ease. Once by her side he stopped short, and with a wide grin he began to circle her slowly, chuffing gently under his breath. He lowered his head slightly, his long neck stretched out and his head cocked, his glowing eyes gazing into hers. Even as he paced around her he didn't break eye contact, and he teasingly nudged his shoulder against her rump as he circled. Slowly, perhaps even seductively, he would continue to do this for a few more moments...and then when he faced her again, he made a silly face and barreled off into the distance. "Ready, go!" he called over his shoulder with good-natured laughter, his tail flagged high as he leapt and galloped about.
Awh, yeah, I'm sorry about that Kaoori. I've been a little busy lately, but my schedule has been clearing up. I would love to have another RP with you! c: I do hope that he and Kaoori will be able to hang out again soon. ♥
Soooo tracking this, Makoto has an interesting history that might make him a sort of enemy to Obake, actually it's eerie how their origins work together, but I have yet to organize Makoto's bio enough to explain his history but I like this character a lot, and look forward to interaction!
[Why hello, page six!] The
The oni was watching her with gentle eyes, his grin wide as he shifted his weight back and forth upon long, sturdy legs. It pleased him greatly to see even more color appear on the miko's cheeks; he could not begin to explain how endearing the sight was. Kumiko was an interesting combination of innocence and flirtatiousness, a mixture of two opposites that intrigued and warmed him. His grin somehow grew even wider as she called over to him, watching the sleek muscles become pronounced beneath her fur as she drew in her legs and then sprung gracefully into the air. Her slender legs were tucked beneath her body with care as she became airborne, reminding him of a bird tucking its wings in mid-flight. Obake's admiration for the miko never ceased as he watched her trot about, chuckling to himself as she swayed her hips teasingly.
As she pranced towards him and announced her challenge, Obake cocked his head and laughed gently, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. "I not turn down challenge made by pretty miko," he replied with a glint in his glowing eyes. As her face drew close to his, however, he froze up. His eyes remained on hers, completely fixated on them even as the tip of her mask brushed against his skin. So entranced was he by those beautiful eyes that he did not react to the mask's contact. Suddenly, she began to lean in closer...and then, the feeling of soft warmth against his bottom lip. Blood rushed in his ears as a small jolt of electricity traveled down his spine, still remaining frozen in place as his mind struggled to process what was happening. An eternity seemed to go by before he could exhale against, his eyes coming into focus...she was gone? Her voice reached his ears, and he swiveled on his heels quickly to look at her with wide eyes.
Tag...? Oh, tag! For a moment the meaning of that word was lost to him, so stunned was he still by that chaste kiss. But was it really a kiss? Well, perhaps not...but Gods, did it further ignite that passionate flame burning inside him. He gently laughed again and began to bound after her, tossing his antlers in a playful display of arrogance. "You not get away with that! I get you!" he called out after her with much laughter, his footfalls surprisingly light. Quickly he caught up to her with ease, his strides being longer than hers, and with much energy he leaped back and forth over her like a hyperactive fawn. Not wanting to miss out on an opportunity, he fell back behind her slightly to first nudge at her rump, and then gently nipped it again. It wasn't even his goal to tag her so much as continue the playful teasing. It invoked such joy in him, especially when a creature as beautiful and adored by him like Kumiko returns the favor with just as much glee and enthusiasm. A beautiful priestess and a monstrous demon...what an unlikely combination.
(I am sooo sorry for the late
Though my mind is running out of sweet tender things to keep this afloat. Working 8 days in a while with little sleep is wearing on me, so I apologize again for a shortened reply.)
The oni leaped about the flowery meadow like a playful puppy, ignoring the truth of his size. His rich midnight-colored pelt glistened in the soft sunlight like a polished sapphire. Shimmering as his muscles glided beneath his skin with his surprisingly elegant movements. His smile pulled wide across his handsome face with happiness, tusks poking out between his angled lips as he playfully nipped her.
Shivers of excitement were sent up the little miko's spine as the oni continued to chase her about. "Hehe! So quick for such a big thing, dear oni," she coaxed as she dashed away. Stopping not far from him once again, ears twitching and tail wagging behind her. "But how long can you keep up?"
[No worries at all! I'm very
Another throaty chuckle rumbled in his deep chest at her teasing, that funny feeling continuing to resonate within him as he watched her dash and leap about. She was so graceful, so painfully beautiful in every way. How she moved, spoke, laughed, flitted her tail flirtatiously... This was all so new to the oni, and he loved it. Even though he hadn't been exposed to such behavior in his own world when he was still a pure oni, a deep-seated primal instinct within him told him that this was desired behavior. Why it was desired, he didn't know, but all he cared about was that it made him happy...and that it made Kumiko happy as well.
"I big, but I run all day if need to," he called back in a playful challenge, pumping his long legs to catch up to the miko with ease. Once by her side he stopped short, and with a wide grin he began to circle her slowly, chuffing gently under his breath. He lowered his head slightly, his long neck stretched out and his head cocked, his glowing eyes gazing into hers. Even as he paced around her he didn't break eye contact, and he teasingly nudged his shoulder against her rump as he circled. Slowly, perhaps even seductively, he would continue to do this for a few more moments...and then when he faced her again, he made a silly face and barreled off into the distance. "Ready, go!" he called over his shoulder with good-natured laughter, his tail flagged high as he leapt and galloped about.
never seem to be in forest
Awh, yeah, I'm sorry about
Soooo tracking this, Makoto
I miss seeing this guy