- Location
- United States
[X] Rook
A Two-Faced Soul [Bleach Visored Quest]
- Thread starter Tempera
- Start date
Manic Dogma
This, I can't deny.
- Location
- The far side of tired
- Pronouns
- Whatever
[mutters something about deadlines and being back of the line]
[X] Rook
[X] Rook
TinyGladiator
Just another SVer
- Location
- I move alot.
[X] What do you look like?
Shiho Fukuhara is a slight woman, almost a prude in her attire, a white wimple covering her head and unassuming brown hair. The shirt of her black shihakusho is drawn closely together, leaving her chest entirely covered by the black uniform of the Reapers of Soul Society. Her skin is pale, and her eyes look like she hasn't slept in days, always tired and burnt out, as if she just wants to lay down and rest. Her zanpakuto hangs loosely from her sash, tied to her dress-like shihakusho, often lazily dangling to her movement when she walks.
Shiho Fukuhara is a slight woman, almost a prude in her attire, a white wimple covering her head and unassuming brown hair. The shirt of her black shihakusho is drawn closely together, leaving her chest entirely covered by the black uniform of the Reapers of Soul Society. Her skin is pale, and her eyes look like she hasn't slept in days, always tired and burnt out, as if she just wants to lay down and rest. Her zanpakuto hangs loosely from her sash, tied to her dress-like shihakusho, often lazily dangling to her movement when she walks.
mothematics
How wide is the concept of "you"?
- Location
- the bottom of a coffee cup
- Pronouns
- She/Her
For what it's worth I absolutely wasn't thinking of Soifon at the time and I did not intend any similarities 
- Location
- Denmark
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I can't believe it actually won.
He- er I- er she(?) actually did it, the absolute madman/woman?
Update 1
- Location
- Australia
You wake up in a house that is not your own.
Your head pounds as you attempt to sit up. Wincing, you touch your hand to your head, automatically categorizing your symptoms- migraine; moderate nausea; fiery sensations and weakness in limbs. Most likely mild reiryoku burnout.
Collapsing back down once again, you close your eyes briefly, trying to remember what had happened this time. You had- you had been in the sixty-second Southern district of the Rukongai. A very nice man named Shinji had generously offered to let you sleep in his room if you would slay a Hollow that had been terrorizing the district recently. And… the Shinigami had arrived. You had been forced to run.
Abruptly, a voice intrudes on your thoughts. "Hello?"
You stiffen at the sound, then warily turn your head to view whoever had spoken. It is a small child, no more than eight years of age, if you had to guess. He's grinning toothily at you, displaying three missing teeth.
"... Hello," you reply eventually. "Who are you?"
"I'm Arashi!" he exclaims eagerly, puffing up his chest. The movement draws his stained robes against his chest. It might have looked heroic on someone twenty years his senior and thrice his weight. "Who're you?" You open your mouth to respond, but his mouth is already running again, five steps ahead of you. "Oh, oh, Mommy asked me to get her when you wake up, hold on!"
"Wait-" you call, but the child doesn't even hesitate before turning on his feet and running down the hall. You can only let out a forlorn sigh as the child's feet slaps on the stone floor of the house.
With nobody to interrupt you this time, you turn your thoughts back to your current predicament.
Reiryoku burnout is not uncommon amongst Shinigami, though usually less so once a given Shinigami has graduated from the Academy. It usually takes a significant level of exertion to push oneself to the level of reiryoku burnout.
In your defence, at least, you had been fleeing for your life from a group of Shinigami. Perhaps you had pushed yourself too far, but minor reiryoku burnout is far preferable to being dead.
You move gingerly as you sit up this time, taking care not to push your burning limbs too hard. Small lances of burning pain shoot through your wrist and shoulders as you move, but you move slowly and cautiously, and the pain is tolerable. After a moment, it fades, and you're able to sit up completely.
Now that you're sitting up, you're able to turn your head to more properly survey the room.
It's… very run-down, is the first though that comes into your head. The house still has furniture, but it's only roughly carved, and looks as though it has not seen maintenance in several years; the wardrobe's door hangs loose from the top, and several drawers are missing from the dressers. The floor is made of solid stone, uncarpeted, as though the house had simply been built atop it and a floor had never been built. A chill wind blows through several holes in the walls and roof, through which you can smell the scent of sour sweat.
You are not too far into the Rukongai, then. The sixtieth district, at most; more likely the fifty-seven, or even the fifty-sixth.
A woman enters the room then, her face drawn and tired. Behind her, little Arashi's feet pound on the stone floor, and he peeks around his mother's dress as he lets out a shrill giggle.
"... Hello," you say quietly.
Her mouth draws tight, but she steps into the room, dragging Arashi with her and pressing him close against her leg. "Good morning," she greets you evenly. "My name is Yui. Who are you?"
You turn on the bed to face her fully, a grunt escaping you as your stomach protests the moment. A moment passes as you recover, then you offer her a wan smile. "I am Shiho," you reply in turn. "How did I get here?"
The smell of rice and curry wafts through the room, ticking at your nose as the woman replies. Her voice is terse, though not unwelcoming. "I found you lying in the woods." She looks over you, her mouth twisted into a frown as she takes in your robes. Thankfully, she doesn't mention them, or demand an explanation, and instead settles back on your face after the moment of examination. "I have rice cooking. Would you like something to eat?"
Thoughts race through your head. You are quite hungry, and you suspect that if the Shinigami were here, Yui would not be so eager to help you. And you really are hungry. "... I would like that." You give her your best attempt at a charming smile.
"Very well." She nods sharply. "Arashi, please help our guest to her feet."
Arashi nods eagerly, rushing over to try and help you up with his little hands. He's surprisingly strong, for a child, but he's still not very helpful. You wince several times as his hands dig into your hips, sending a burning pain through you; but eventually you manage to make your way to your feet, albeit only with a hiss of pain.
Once you're up, he nods sharply and takes your hand, attempting to pull you over to where his mother is standing. You stumble along beside him, trying to ignore the little pinpricks of pain your movements send through you, until finally he slows down, giving you a puzzled look. You give him a pained smile and continue following him.
Ahead of you, Yui turns and begins moving through the dilapidated house. "We don't have much, but we make do with what we have," she calls back. "I hope you like chicken curry."
Beside you, Arashi crosses his eyes and sticks out his tongue. "Blech," he groans. "Chicken." Then he turns towards you and gives you a conspiratorial smile. "I don't like chicken," he whispers. "Do you like chicken?"
You don't, not particularly. You're more a fan of fish, when you have to eat meat. You are not planning to tell that to an impressionable child, however. "Of course," you reply, giving him a surprised look. "Chicken is delicious, and very good for you."
"Hm," he grunts, pouting a little. "Well, I don't like it."
The movement is oddly adorable. You pat him on the head, giving him a small smile.
Finally, the three of you arrive in a small, ramshackle kitchen. Most of the metallic pots and pans in here are rusted, and you can see burn marks along the wooden countertop, but the place is tidy and cleared of any mess. A small stove sits tucked away into a corner, a pile of wood next to it.
"Please sit." Yui moves over to the stove, pulling open a cupboard resting above it with a loud, creaky groan to reveal a small pile of wooden bowls. She efficiently doles up the rice and curry into three of the bowls, then passes the biggest portion to Arashi, and the second biggest portion to you, before finally kneeling at the table with the two of you. The bowl is rough, but thankfully the spoon lying in front of you on the table is not.
The room is quiet for a few moments, filled only with the sounds of eating and Arashi's occasional sounds of disgust. The curry is not particularly well-cooked, but you make sure to eat it all anyway.
Finally, the three of you finish, Arashi wiping off his mouth on his shirt and letting out a loud yawn. Yui gives him a disapproving look, then gives a little sigh and shakes her head. "Go wash up," she murmurs to him. "You're filthy."
He gives her an angry look, but climbs to his feet anyway. "Well, maybe if you didn't cook chicken I could eat it properly!" he yells as he stalks away, evidently heading towards the washroom by Yui's lack of concern.
The woman gives you a patient smile, then stands, collecting each of your three bowls. You attempt to stand to help her, but she merely pushes you back down, giving you another patient smile. "Let me do this," she says, voice pitched softly. "You are a guest here. You do not need to help me wash the dishes."
You subside, selfishly grateful that you won't be forced to endure the pain of climbing to your feet. But thoughts crowd your head after a moment, and you can't help but let your thoughts wander.
The last thing you remember, you had been pushing yourself harder than you had in years as you had fled from the Shinigami that had been hunting you. Your limbs had been aching, your spirit burning- yes; you can see that you'd pushed yourself too far, in hindsight. You remember- you remember the fear flowing through you, the anger and pain; you remember reaching for your mask-
Your mask! Panic rushes through you, and you hurriedly pat down at your robes, regardless of Yui's presence. For a heart-stopping moment, you can't feel anything- and then you feel it, tucked tightly within your chest bindings. You stop for only a brief moment to make sure the other woman is not looking before you reach into your robes and pull it out.
Only when your gaze falls upon it does your heart calm a little, stop racing.
This thing is the cause of so many of your troubles, but you cannot imagine going without it. It- it is the only thing that has saved your life, so many times.
[] Appearance. What does your mask look like?
[] Theme. Describe, in general terms, what your mask does. [Note that the GM will be interpreting this to provide general abilities for your Hollow form.]
"It was lying beside you," Yui murmurs. You flinch, instinctively tugging the mask back down beneath the table and into your lap. She gives you an amused smile. "You were barely conscious, but you still remembered to put it away inside your robes."
You nod cautiously. "It's… a valuable heirloom," you hedge. "Thank you for keeping it safe."
"Of course." She nods, although she clearly does not believe you. "I couldn't find any injuries, but you seem to be feeling better now."
Again, you nod. "I should be back on my feet within the next two days," you reply. "I can leave then, if you need me to."
There's silence for a few moments, broken only by the sound of splashing in the washroom and the sounds of birds outside. Then she sighs. "We have little food," she replies. Her facial expression doesn't change, but you can see sadness flickering through her aura as she replies, the first visible sign of strong emotion in her since you woke. "But you will not need to leave quite that soon. You can stay here for a week, if you would like. That should not strain us too much."
Licking your lips, you consider it. It's a tempting offer- food and warmth, a place to recover as you heal. And whatever you had told Yui, you are not going to recover completely for weeks- not effectively enough to flee should the Shinigami come again, at least. But they are obviously not in a place to help you- you can see how bare their counters and cupboards are from here.
If you are to stay here, you are not going to be able to rest easily unless you can offer her something in recompense- money, or food, or something along these lines. In the Rukongai, nobody can afford to spare anything for long- and yet, the Rukongai is the only place for you to hide. It's a tradition you've become used to, over these last few years.
But what can you offer her in turn?
[] Although it shames you, you have- at times- been forced to turn to work as a mercenary to earn coin enough to repay those who have helped you.
- [] There are always Hollows that need hunting. Although such work is risky, as the Shinigami are near universally called to come end such beasts as they appear, if you can find someone early enough to offer your aid, you should be able to convince them to hire you to end such a beast- assuming, of course, that you can kill a Hollow in your weakened state. And that you can kill it before the Shinigami arrive.
- [] While you hold strong dislike for work that requires you to kill living souls, you have made exceptions before for those who have turned to banditry. Killing a soul with your zanpakuto does not kill them, after all- it merely pushes them back into the cycle of reincarnation, whereupon they are reborn anew. It still troubles you, however- and even mercenaries might be dangerous to you, weakened as you are.
[] You have acted as a healer before; you could do so again. It shames you to turn your arts to healing for money, but- at least the money is going directly to support another.
- [] There is a man that has been injured recently; the leader of a group of bandits in the region, although his group has not been active in some months. It turns your stomach to heal those who would prey on others, but the rewards are lucrative; lucrative enough to repay Yui and Arashi many times over for their assistance, and perhaps keep some for yourself besides. And perhaps you could learn why they have not been active.
[] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
Your head pounds as you attempt to sit up. Wincing, you touch your hand to your head, automatically categorizing your symptoms- migraine; moderate nausea; fiery sensations and weakness in limbs. Most likely mild reiryoku burnout.
Collapsing back down once again, you close your eyes briefly, trying to remember what had happened this time. You had- you had been in the sixty-second Southern district of the Rukongai. A very nice man named Shinji had generously offered to let you sleep in his room if you would slay a Hollow that had been terrorizing the district recently. And… the Shinigami had arrived. You had been forced to run.
Abruptly, a voice intrudes on your thoughts. "Hello?"
You stiffen at the sound, then warily turn your head to view whoever had spoken. It is a small child, no more than eight years of age, if you had to guess. He's grinning toothily at you, displaying three missing teeth.
"... Hello," you reply eventually. "Who are you?"
"I'm Arashi!" he exclaims eagerly, puffing up his chest. The movement draws his stained robes against his chest. It might have looked heroic on someone twenty years his senior and thrice his weight. "Who're you?" You open your mouth to respond, but his mouth is already running again, five steps ahead of you. "Oh, oh, Mommy asked me to get her when you wake up, hold on!"
"Wait-" you call, but the child doesn't even hesitate before turning on his feet and running down the hall. You can only let out a forlorn sigh as the child's feet slaps on the stone floor of the house.
With nobody to interrupt you this time, you turn your thoughts back to your current predicament.
Reiryoku burnout is not uncommon amongst Shinigami, though usually less so once a given Shinigami has graduated from the Academy. It usually takes a significant level of exertion to push oneself to the level of reiryoku burnout.
In your defence, at least, you had been fleeing for your life from a group of Shinigami. Perhaps you had pushed yourself too far, but minor reiryoku burnout is far preferable to being dead.
You move gingerly as you sit up this time, taking care not to push your burning limbs too hard. Small lances of burning pain shoot through your wrist and shoulders as you move, but you move slowly and cautiously, and the pain is tolerable. After a moment, it fades, and you're able to sit up completely.
Now that you're sitting up, you're able to turn your head to more properly survey the room.
It's… very run-down, is the first though that comes into your head. The house still has furniture, but it's only roughly carved, and looks as though it has not seen maintenance in several years; the wardrobe's door hangs loose from the top, and several drawers are missing from the dressers. The floor is made of solid stone, uncarpeted, as though the house had simply been built atop it and a floor had never been built. A chill wind blows through several holes in the walls and roof, through which you can smell the scent of sour sweat.
You are not too far into the Rukongai, then. The sixtieth district, at most; more likely the fifty-seven, or even the fifty-sixth.
A woman enters the room then, her face drawn and tired. Behind her, little Arashi's feet pound on the stone floor, and he peeks around his mother's dress as he lets out a shrill giggle.
"... Hello," you say quietly.
Her mouth draws tight, but she steps into the room, dragging Arashi with her and pressing him close against her leg. "Good morning," she greets you evenly. "My name is Yui. Who are you?"
You turn on the bed to face her fully, a grunt escaping you as your stomach protests the moment. A moment passes as you recover, then you offer her a wan smile. "I am Shiho," you reply in turn. "How did I get here?"
The smell of rice and curry wafts through the room, ticking at your nose as the woman replies. Her voice is terse, though not unwelcoming. "I found you lying in the woods." She looks over you, her mouth twisted into a frown as she takes in your robes. Thankfully, she doesn't mention them, or demand an explanation, and instead settles back on your face after the moment of examination. "I have rice cooking. Would you like something to eat?"
Thoughts race through your head. You are quite hungry, and you suspect that if the Shinigami were here, Yui would not be so eager to help you. And you really are hungry. "... I would like that." You give her your best attempt at a charming smile.
"Very well." She nods sharply. "Arashi, please help our guest to her feet."
Arashi nods eagerly, rushing over to try and help you up with his little hands. He's surprisingly strong, for a child, but he's still not very helpful. You wince several times as his hands dig into your hips, sending a burning pain through you; but eventually you manage to make your way to your feet, albeit only with a hiss of pain.
Once you're up, he nods sharply and takes your hand, attempting to pull you over to where his mother is standing. You stumble along beside him, trying to ignore the little pinpricks of pain your movements send through you, until finally he slows down, giving you a puzzled look. You give him a pained smile and continue following him.
Ahead of you, Yui turns and begins moving through the dilapidated house. "We don't have much, but we make do with what we have," she calls back. "I hope you like chicken curry."
Beside you, Arashi crosses his eyes and sticks out his tongue. "Blech," he groans. "Chicken." Then he turns towards you and gives you a conspiratorial smile. "I don't like chicken," he whispers. "Do you like chicken?"
You don't, not particularly. You're more a fan of fish, when you have to eat meat. You are not planning to tell that to an impressionable child, however. "Of course," you reply, giving him a surprised look. "Chicken is delicious, and very good for you."
"Hm," he grunts, pouting a little. "Well, I don't like it."
The movement is oddly adorable. You pat him on the head, giving him a small smile.
Finally, the three of you arrive in a small, ramshackle kitchen. Most of the metallic pots and pans in here are rusted, and you can see burn marks along the wooden countertop, but the place is tidy and cleared of any mess. A small stove sits tucked away into a corner, a pile of wood next to it.
"Please sit." Yui moves over to the stove, pulling open a cupboard resting above it with a loud, creaky groan to reveal a small pile of wooden bowls. She efficiently doles up the rice and curry into three of the bowls, then passes the biggest portion to Arashi, and the second biggest portion to you, before finally kneeling at the table with the two of you. The bowl is rough, but thankfully the spoon lying in front of you on the table is not.
The room is quiet for a few moments, filled only with the sounds of eating and Arashi's occasional sounds of disgust. The curry is not particularly well-cooked, but you make sure to eat it all anyway.
Finally, the three of you finish, Arashi wiping off his mouth on his shirt and letting out a loud yawn. Yui gives him a disapproving look, then gives a little sigh and shakes her head. "Go wash up," she murmurs to him. "You're filthy."
He gives her an angry look, but climbs to his feet anyway. "Well, maybe if you didn't cook chicken I could eat it properly!" he yells as he stalks away, evidently heading towards the washroom by Yui's lack of concern.
The woman gives you a patient smile, then stands, collecting each of your three bowls. You attempt to stand to help her, but she merely pushes you back down, giving you another patient smile. "Let me do this," she says, voice pitched softly. "You are a guest here. You do not need to help me wash the dishes."
You subside, selfishly grateful that you won't be forced to endure the pain of climbing to your feet. But thoughts crowd your head after a moment, and you can't help but let your thoughts wander.
The last thing you remember, you had been pushing yourself harder than you had in years as you had fled from the Shinigami that had been hunting you. Your limbs had been aching, your spirit burning- yes; you can see that you'd pushed yourself too far, in hindsight. You remember- you remember the fear flowing through you, the anger and pain; you remember reaching for your mask-
Your mask! Panic rushes through you, and you hurriedly pat down at your robes, regardless of Yui's presence. For a heart-stopping moment, you can't feel anything- and then you feel it, tucked tightly within your chest bindings. You stop for only a brief moment to make sure the other woman is not looking before you reach into your robes and pull it out.
Only when your gaze falls upon it does your heart calm a little, stop racing.
This thing is the cause of so many of your troubles, but you cannot imagine going without it. It- it is the only thing that has saved your life, so many times.
[] Appearance. What does your mask look like?
[] Theme. Describe, in general terms, what your mask does. [Note that the GM will be interpreting this to provide general abilities for your Hollow form.]
"It was lying beside you," Yui murmurs. You flinch, instinctively tugging the mask back down beneath the table and into your lap. She gives you an amused smile. "You were barely conscious, but you still remembered to put it away inside your robes."
You nod cautiously. "It's… a valuable heirloom," you hedge. "Thank you for keeping it safe."
"Of course." She nods, although she clearly does not believe you. "I couldn't find any injuries, but you seem to be feeling better now."
Again, you nod. "I should be back on my feet within the next two days," you reply. "I can leave then, if you need me to."
There's silence for a few moments, broken only by the sound of splashing in the washroom and the sounds of birds outside. Then she sighs. "We have little food," she replies. Her facial expression doesn't change, but you can see sadness flickering through her aura as she replies, the first visible sign of strong emotion in her since you woke. "But you will not need to leave quite that soon. You can stay here for a week, if you would like. That should not strain us too much."
Licking your lips, you consider it. It's a tempting offer- food and warmth, a place to recover as you heal. And whatever you had told Yui, you are not going to recover completely for weeks- not effectively enough to flee should the Shinigami come again, at least. But they are obviously not in a place to help you- you can see how bare their counters and cupboards are from here.
If you are to stay here, you are not going to be able to rest easily unless you can offer her something in recompense- money, or food, or something along these lines. In the Rukongai, nobody can afford to spare anything for long- and yet, the Rukongai is the only place for you to hide. It's a tradition you've become used to, over these last few years.
But what can you offer her in turn?
[] Although it shames you, you have- at times- been forced to turn to work as a mercenary to earn coin enough to repay those who have helped you.
- [] There are always Hollows that need hunting. Although such work is risky, as the Shinigami are near universally called to come end such beasts as they appear, if you can find someone early enough to offer your aid, you should be able to convince them to hire you to end such a beast- assuming, of course, that you can kill a Hollow in your weakened state. And that you can kill it before the Shinigami arrive.
- [] While you hold strong dislike for work that requires you to kill living souls, you have made exceptions before for those who have turned to banditry. Killing a soul with your zanpakuto does not kill them, after all- it merely pushes them back into the cycle of reincarnation, whereupon they are reborn anew. It still troubles you, however- and even mercenaries might be dangerous to you, weakened as you are.
[] You have acted as a healer before; you could do so again. It shames you to turn your arts to healing for money, but- at least the money is going directly to support another.
- [] There is a man that has been injured recently; the leader of a group of bandits in the region, although his group has not been active in some months. It turns your stomach to heal those who would prey on others, but the rewards are lucrative; lucrative enough to repay Yui and Arashi many times over for their assistance, and perhaps keep some for yourself besides. And perhaps you could learn why they have not been active.
[] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
- Location
- Earth
[X] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
- Location
- ⇙
[x] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
Acting as a healer would be more appealing to me, but healing a bandit leader is just asking for trouble.
Acting as a healer would be more appealing to me, but healing a bandit leader is just asking for trouble.
Derek58
Rocket Punch is Best Punch
- Location
- Getter Valhalla
No real ideas on our mask or what our Hollow can do.
[x] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
[x] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
- Location
- United Kingdom
[X] You could simply act as a labourer or a storeperson. Although you would have to wait several days for your body to restore itself enough to allow you to act, you are skilled enough in Reinforcement to act as a labourer for any who might seek one. It is drudge work, but you will remain close enough to your saviours to thank them properly for their efforts in saving you, and perhaps learn more about them in turn.
I was under the impression that a mask just increases your power and speed, whilst also potentially increasing aggression. Though canon never went into it in much detail.
@Tempera would some form of High Speed Regeneration be possible, even if it's only minor?
I was under the impression that a mask just increases your power and speed, whilst also potentially increasing aggression. Though canon never went into it in much detail.
@Tempera would some form of High Speed Regeneration be possible, even if it's only minor?
- Location
- North Carolina
I'm just gonna pitch an idea for the mask:
Since our character is very much represented by Temperance, and Hollows are defined by hunger, I would say that out mask should reflect starvation/emaciation, as Shiho's life so far has deprived it of satisfaction, and now that it has broken free, it wants to devour everything it sees. Don't have much of a clue as to what it should look like, but I imagine it's ability would be some kind of drain, either spiritual of physical, possibly both depending on how the QM decides to balance it. Kinda vague, but the duality between a hollows hunger and our characters restraint definitely makes for an interesting dynamic, and I don't know the "best" way to portray it.
Since our character is very much represented by Temperance, and Hollows are defined by hunger, I would say that out mask should reflect starvation/emaciation, as Shiho's life so far has deprived it of satisfaction, and now that it has broken free, it wants to devour everything it sees. Don't have much of a clue as to what it should look like, but I imagine it's ability would be some kind of drain, either spiritual of physical, possibly both depending on how the QM decides to balance it. Kinda vague, but the duality between a hollows hunger and our characters restraint definitely makes for an interesting dynamic, and I don't know the "best" way to portray it.
- Location
- Denmark
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Appearance. What does your mask look like?
The mask that Shiho Fukuhara holds in her hands is a mask of arrogance; sleek and elegant in it's current, inert shape, it's forehead is crowned by three elongated spikes, and a stylized hole makes space for your eyes. The mask leaves no space for a mouth or nose, and the way the hole bends downwards in something ever so slightly reminiscent of a "V"-shape, grants the bearer an almost wrathful or angry look. It manages to make even the drab, white colour of a Hollow mask look arrogantly regal.
[X] Theme. Describe, in general terms, what your mask does. [Note that the GM will be interpreting this to provide general abilities for your Hollow form.]
It is a kingly mask, an arrogant mask. It's shape like the crown of a monarch, and it's wrathful shape like the hate of an angered and spiteful god. It carries no traces of the healer's mercy or the soul reaper's exactitude, it is the hammer of an angry god, spiteful and radiant and arrogant. It is the greedy grasp of a king, ever reaching further, ever grasping for more, until all will be His empire and His will. It is the iron-clad will of an unrighteous ruler; it will not be restrained, and it will not be disobeyed.
[X] You have acted as a healer before; you could do so again. It shames you to turn your arts to healing for money, but- at least the money is going directly to support another.
- [X] There is a man that has been injured recently; the leader of a group of bandits in the region, although his group has not been active in some months. It turns your stomach to heal those who would prey on others, but the rewards are lucrative; lucrative enough to repay Yui and Arashi many times over for their assistance, and perhaps keep some for yourself besides. And perhaps you could learn why they have not been active.
This actually seems like a really interesting option, because @Tempera probably has planned all kinds of stuff. It can also lead to potential bonding with the bandit leader over both being fellow outcasts and possible late-night philosophical musings on the nature of duty and the morality of power that will help us in a climactic scene.
The mask that Shiho Fukuhara holds in her hands is a mask of arrogance; sleek and elegant in it's current, inert shape, it's forehead is crowned by three elongated spikes, and a stylized hole makes space for your eyes. The mask leaves no space for a mouth or nose, and the way the hole bends downwards in something ever so slightly reminiscent of a "V"-shape, grants the bearer an almost wrathful or angry look. It manages to make even the drab, white colour of a Hollow mask look arrogantly regal.
[X] Theme. Describe, in general terms, what your mask does. [Note that the GM will be interpreting this to provide general abilities for your Hollow form.]
It is a kingly mask, an arrogant mask. It's shape like the crown of a monarch, and it's wrathful shape like the hate of an angered and spiteful god. It carries no traces of the healer's mercy or the soul reaper's exactitude, it is the hammer of an angry god, spiteful and radiant and arrogant. It is the greedy grasp of a king, ever reaching further, ever grasping for more, until all will be His empire and His will. It is the iron-clad will of an unrighteous ruler; it will not be restrained, and it will not be disobeyed.
[X] You have acted as a healer before; you could do so again. It shames you to turn your arts to healing for money, but- at least the money is going directly to support another.
- [X] There is a man that has been injured recently; the leader of a group of bandits in the region, although his group has not been active in some months. It turns your stomach to heal those who would prey on others, but the rewards are lucrative; lucrative enough to repay Yui and Arashi many times over for their assistance, and perhaps keep some for yourself besides. And perhaps you could learn why they have not been active.
This actually seems like a really interesting option, because @Tempera probably has planned all kinds of stuff. It can also lead to potential bonding with the bandit leader over both being fellow outcasts and possible late-night philosophical musings on the nature of duty and the morality of power that will help us in a climactic scene.
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- Location
- Australia
The mask is certainly capable of granting its wearer increased levels of self-healing and regeneration, yes; although as with all things to do with your Hollow form, the effect will be minor at first, and will only increase as you invest XP into the form.
- Location
- Denmark
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Just for the record, this is actually really interesting, so I'll add something like that to my vote, because it simply adds more to the dynamic between Shiho and her inner Hollow.