Username: mareep ✩ Name: Hitomu(Hito)
Gender: Transgender Male ✩ Gender for breeding purposes: Female
What is their favorite thing to do when they're stuck indoors?:
Hitomu.. no, Hito, typically stayed inside the shrine a lot. All his life was, still is, controlled by his parents. All work, no fun, exactly, there wasn't much to do being a shrine maiden by force. Eventually, fed up with his "foolish idealistic existence", his parents locked him away in the shrine with a magic barrier. No longer able to walk around outside correcting everyone of his name and gender, no longer seeing his friends who knew him of who he actually is, and most of all; no longer frequenting a bar he loved to sing at for free food.
Yes, that was all he could do being locked up, sing. Unfortunately, it wasn't the same being up on stage with a clapping audience, so he stopped after a week into his captivity. For longest time he had assumed he no longer lived, but instead a walking corpse that cleaned the shrine and scare visitors unintentionally.
"You're so quiet, Hitomu, why don't you hum like you used to? You have the most cutest singing voice." They would say whenever he passed by the statue, spooking the praying viscet, giving him a haunting reminder of who he's supposed to be. A little angel with soothing singing voice, an innocent shrine maiden. He knew if he accepted who his parents wanted him to be; he'll be freed. He won't submit to it, he refuse to let them take away the only thing he had left; his name.
Then one day, not to pray, but to see Hito; a fish-like viscet dropped by. "Hey Hitomu, I thought, I just thought you might be bored, you know, uh, cleaning the shrine," he mumbled as he left a book with stack of papers in front of the shrine maiden before running. It left Hitomu wondering who exactly this guy is.
A flip through the book provided solace, he discovered that folding papers into shapes called origami is quite enjoyable. He had seen many little kids gush over it back in the day but he thought he would never have time with his controlling parents and high expectations. He'd hide it away in a loose plank during the day, but at night he'd start folding multiple shapes, repeating many even. It cleared his mind, gave him something to do that's not cleaning and watching over the shrine.
A month passed, and the guy finally came back with nothing but a nervous greeting. "It's Hito," he cut in before other could say anything, shoving over a fish origami. "I need more papers, and possibly a new material to learn complex origami." He thought he had messed it up when the guy ran away immediately, but he couldn't be so sure because other had taken the fish origami.
Few hours of complete boredom, he had ran out of papers to fold and he wasn't sure who he could ask for some. He wasn't sure until he heard a voice, a familiar voice. "My name's Merrick, and uh, I brought you the, the stuff you wanted, Hito," came from outside and Hito bounced from his room to meet the fish viscet at the door. A thick book and larger than last stack of papers in his arms.
From that day and on, Hito found great pleasure in having his partner over to converse and fold paper together. It let him forget who he's supposed to be, but who he wanted to be because Merrick would never let him accept his life as a shrine maiden, but as Hito. It felt so good to have someone at his side, supporting him, and willing to rebel against his parents if required. In all, butterfly origami is his favorite to fold, Merrick's the fish, not surprising. More so, he made Hito feel alive again, like he had a purpose in the world, despite being locked up behind a magic barrier.
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Viscet used:
Merrick
