Post by mutsunokami yoshiyuki on Aug 31, 2017 15:31:15 GMT
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[attr="class","rcapphov"] [attr="class","rcapphov2"] [PTabbedContent] [PTab= [attr="class","rcapptab"]CANON ][attr="class","rcappleft2"] [attr="class","rcappleft3"] [attr="class","rcappleft4"] [attr="class","rcapplefttitle"]POINT OF DEPARTURE [attr="class","rcappleft5"] he steps out of the forge in a burst of cherry blossoms, wood floor alien under his newly-human feet. a half-shadowed figure stands before him, expectant, so he opens his mouth, a greeting on his lips -- and the world warps. (right after being forged at the citadel by the saniwa) [attr="class","rcappleft2"] [attr="class","rcappleft3"] [attr="class","rcappleft4"] [attr="class","rcapplefttitle"]CHARACTER ABILITIES [attr="class","rcappleft51"] marksmanshipthough he may be of flesh and bone now, mutsunokami was once made of steel -- and, in many senses, he remains his master’s sword. ryoma, in his lifetime, favored modern technology, taking to the streets with both a revolver and a katana at hand, a habit that mutsunokami has taken up. he’s not the sharpshoot ryouma was, but he’s not at all shabby with a gun. his weapon of choice is that of his old master's: a smith and wesson revolver. swordsmanshipyet, as insistent as he is on the obsolescence of swords, mutsunokami is, first and foremost, a katana. though he may favor handling a gun, he is most at home with a sword in his hand. [/PTab={background-color:transparent;width:478px;height:612px;padding:0px!important;margin:-23px -3px -3px -3px;}] [PTab= [attr="class","rcapptab2"]BIO ][attr="class","rcappleft6"] [attr="class","rcappleft61"] itime passes differently when you are not made of flesh. you learn to count the seasons by hands, seconds by the drumbeat of a staccato pulse. every new hand is a new cycle, a new age. you remake yourself in their image each time: their breaths are yours, their words, yours; their deaths, yours -- a guardian sword to the very last. [break][break] you remember the first: a man, hands worn and tough like old leather. he brought you to life in a flash of fire, nimble fingers folding steel, chiseling at your marrow. the pounding of the hammer felt like a heartbeat.[break][break] his name, you remember, was yoshiyuki. [break][break] iiit’s the last, though, that you carve into your bones: his hands were softer, stained by ink instead of coal; they were gentle hands, still callused, but with bumps in all the wrong places. [break][break] you fell for him, hard and fast, as you always do; as a mamorigatana ought to, giving wholeheartedly to their master's cause. [break][break] his death was quick, a bolt in the blue. his hand fluttered around you; steel clashed against yours; and, then, nothing -- not even the slow fade of his pulse.[break][break] but, when you’ve spent your life watching the eras ebb and flow around you, you learn how to read the tides. and, when ryoma tucked the sheath of guardian sword into this side, yoshiyuki had known: times have changed; this man would be his last. [break][break] iiitime passes differently when you are not made of flesh. yoshiyuki learns to count the seconds by hands, eyes locked onto the clock as the needle turns. it takes time, but he gets used to his heartbeat, inside of him instead of out and clenched tight around.[break][break] he finds other ways to keep time: the whirl of his revolver's chamber, the color of the 'cars' passing by the street outside his window, the blink-blink-blink of his 'cursor' on his 'monitor'. (the twinge of the scar of his back at night, beating in time to his newfound pulse.)[break][break] it's a new age, he thinks. and since he went through all the trouble of coming here, he might as well seize the world. [attr="class","rcappleft7"]CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY [/PTab={background-color:transparent;width:478px;height:612px;padding:0px!important;margin:-23px -3px -3px -3px;}] [/PTabbedContent={width:478px;background-color:transparent;height:612px;padding:0px!important;border:0px!important;margin-left:0px;margin-top:0px;text-align:justify;color:#494949;font-size:10px;}] | [attr="class","rcappright"] [attr="class","rcappright21"] [attr="class","rcappright2"] [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-chatbubble-working"] mutsu [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-leaf"] sword/male [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-cube"] he/him [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-android-calendar"] three hundred odd [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-android-favorite"] grey asexual [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-briefcase"] bodyguard [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-android-pin"] tsukumogami [attr="class","rcapplist"][attr="class","ion-android-home"] touken ranbu [attr="class","rcapprightld"]POSITIVES [attr="class","rcapprightld2"] spirited adaptable generous sincere diplomatic pacifist resilient [attr="class","rcapprightld"]NEGATIVES [attr="class","rcapprightld2"] boisterous judgmental tactless dense impulsive stubborn self-doubting |
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MUTSUNOKAMI YOSHIYUKI[break]
FROM TOUKEN RANBU
PLAYED BYMUTSUNOKAMI YOSHIYUKI[break]
FROM TOUKEN RANBU
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