[TinyEldritch]

username;;
Minneu
name;;
Kurimuzon haru (クリムゾン春, Crimson Spring)
gender;;
Female
personality;;
Protective I Loyal I Wise I Fierce I Hot-Headed I Compassionate I Faithful I Leader.
human form;;
WIP
What are they the guardian of?;;
Kinchakuda-Manjushage Park. (X)

[Moorray]

username;; Galaxy Hunter
name;;
gender;;
personality;;
human form;;
What are they the guardian of?;; Dead children, people who died at a young age

[Eyvindr]

Han'ei no myūzu is the title that he was given, chosen in order to hide his own real name.
It means the Muse of Prosperity due to what he is the guardian of.

His real name however is Quill, possibly referencing his constant need for creativity and what he protects. This stays hidden due to his knowledge/belief that names hold power and if his name was given to the wrong person they would hold power over him. For friend's he may give half of his name as either "Quo" or "Ill"

Though he is based off the Chinese dragon he does like to mess with people a little and use Japanese and Chinese terms.

Quill can at times be complicated, he is willing to support someone, be caring but some might say it comes at a price. He sees that some suffering is good for the soul, the mind and often or not leave the person to struggle through it , though this may be because of what he is the guardian of.

He likes to tease especially those that are ignorant and do not wish to learn. His type of teasing is the type that subtly mocks one's inability to recognize it, for example, he teases those that do not wish to learn cultures. He will purposely mix things to see if one can tell the difference such as the Chinese and the Japanese references he uses. His name is a very good example.

He is fickle, he will care in one moment and then he wont care the next. though he holds no ill will to any creature of the world he does often appear heartless in some cases, this is only because sometimes he just cannot feel a connection and a connection like a string of lanterns mean the world to him. He rarely finds these connections though which result in a mix of care and disregard for others, often with the same people.

Due to his love of all things creative, prosperity he enjoys wandering around, meeting new people and exploring new things. He must at all time keep his mind bright and active or else he does become depressed. Boredom always lurks behind him and boredom is what he fears the most, even death if given the right thought can be an adventure for him.

Quill's human form is a pale man with a rock/punk kind of theme though he did not really intend for this he still uses it to his advantage to stand out in the crowd in certain areas unless he feels like sticking to the shadows.
His red hair can be flipped to cover the white but because it's been kept to the one side it has to be clipped into place.

His scarf is based off his tail, his earring on both side is linked to a hoop on his shoulders and his boots have a small heels so he can ear the clicks whenever he walks since he does love the sound of his hooves.

His eyes appear to glow even in human form but for humans this tends to be a trick of the light for them, as if the lanterns he wears on his clothing gives off the effect.

Quill is the guardian of Prosperity but not of actual possessions but of the mind. Every mind needs prosperity in order for them to create, to nurture their own life and quill protects that.
He finds that the creativity of the mind, the wonders that come from the mind prospering, truly inspiring and when he sees that someone is struggling with their own mind he will try and help them push through it.
He will try and inspire them, he will try and console them when he sees and feels that life has stopped them from continuing though this does not come in straight forward methods.

Examples of this are things like writers block, art blocks but not things like depression, a broken heart or in most cases a type of suffering because depression, anger, love, they all inspire some and to him that is their mind being prosperous. Some of the greatest creators were those that suffered the most and though he won't inflict suffering he will not step in if it allows them a sense of creativity.

The mind creates opportunities,, the heart yearns for an outlet and though it may be through suffering or through love, it is how the world works and Quill treasures all of those and will guard them because to him it is how the world gave birth to works of art of all senses of the word.

elements used from here:
http://www.freepik.com/free-vector/bran ... 764888.htm
http://www.vectors-free.com/stock-vecto ... erial.html
http://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/8651 ... ear-vector
Portrait by Phoenixdawn Creations
Character design by me
Male base by http://www.deviantart.com/art/P2U-BASE-409189927

[SchyBug]

username;; SkyBug
name;; Arisu (アリス): Japanese form of English Alice, meaning "noble."
gender;; female
personality;;
human form;;
What are they the guardian of?;;

all a w.i.p.

[crashkeys]

username;;
name;;
gender;;
personality;;
human form;;
What are they the guardian of?;; an ancient temple

wip omg

[butteryPopcorn]

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butteryPopcorn

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male

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fierce ● intelligent ●

resilient ● cynical ●

solitary ● aloof ●

stubborn● arrogant●

patient ● trustworthy ●

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matsumoto castle

Inside my empty room
there's only pictures in the dark,
I'm thinking in my solitude
because thoughts are what we are.

Outside in the darkness
faintly I hear a distant car,
now I'm dreaming in my solitude
because dreams are what we are.

- adrian cox

[Katie_monkey]

human form;;

• His "tattoo" has a odd golden shine.
• The lantern necklace is linked by golden rings in the back. Also for some reason they always have a light, flickering glow. Must have little LEDs in them or something rational.
• He has gold painted nails. Don't make fun of them.
• Occasionally he keeps his hair out his eyes using barrettes with little antlers on them
username;; katie_monkey
name;; Yōkai (Name for the class of supernatural monsters of old Japanese folklore, including but not limited to: tengu, oni, tanuki, kitsunes, and tsukumogami)
gender;; Male
personality;; • Yōkai is a bit of an aaaaaa..... Jerk. He's a bit of a jerk. He isn't mean though, he just takes some getting used to.
• He tends to act all cool and tough, to fit in with his surroundings, but has a soft spot for the subtle beauty in things. Not really nature, but beauty in man made things, like the charm of lanterns hanging about, or the coziness of a candlelit area.
• Despite his appearance and demeanor, Yōkai has a strong moral code. He hates any sort of illegal activities, he can't even stand the possibility of touching a gun. This might be the reason he chose to guard his location.
• He's rather prideful, and doesn't liked being mocked, especially over his human appearance. He knows he could try and appear more extravagant and/or godly, and strike awe and fear into the humans... but he doesn't want that. He wants to live a normal life among the people of his region, proctecting them from within.
• He doesn't really like most children. To him they're noisy grimy grabby things that ask a lot of questions. Unfortunately children don't share his sentiments. They might sense that something is a little different about him, and are curious, as is in their nature.
What are they the guardian of?;; A slightly shady area of a city in Japan. Thanks to his human appearance to humans, he is an accepted member of their society and is known in the local area. He tries to keep anything major like murder or drug dealing from flaring up, and settling potential disputes among local gangs before they can even happen, while maintaining the area's "charm". He likes the way nearly everyone knows each other, and seeing people outside their houses (even if it's mostly children playing). There's something about everyone living as a community with interweaving connections and branches that has a sort of appealing elegance to it (even if he would never admit it), and he just wants to protect that.

[AlaskanAlpaca]

username;; Ampersand
name;; ....
gender;;Male
personality;; ...
human form;;...
What are they the guardian of?;; ...


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[sapiosexual]

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[osteoh]

username;;
Kaon

name;;
Min Qiao (pronunciation)

gender;;
nonbinary (he/him)

personality;;
aloof, sarcastic, sentimental, contemplative, tolerant, patient

human form;;
beep boop





What are they the guardian of?;;

Short Answer:
The area outside the front of a train station in China.

Long Answer:
Every day, Min Qiao sits outside a bustling train station. Some days, he waits at the restaurants nearby and watches from the windows. Other days, he waits inside and watches the crowds move to and fro. Most often, he sits beneath a weathered old plum tree, and softly hums a soft, sweet, song. He's been here longer than most visitors remember, a constant presence outside. Most assume him to be living nearby, or perhaps working at the taco house across the street.
They don't know the truth. No one does, not anymore. Only he knows the secret.

He remembers it like it was yesterday.

He remembers being alone, in a crowd of people. He doesn't remember how he got there, but sure enough, that's where he found himself. Many were busy, rushing forward with their heads down, scrambling to board a train to some other place. Some stopped and stared for a moment, or whispered to another, but most payed him no mind. Having neither a clue as to where he came from, nor any idea where he was meant to go, Min Qiao sat on the ground beneath a tree, and waited.

It was on the fourth day that someone finally spoke to him. A human, a youngish adult, of the broad-shouldered and well-muscled type. "I've seen you here for the last few days," the human began speaking, his voice strange and alien to the iquena's ears. "Are you advertising something? Are you a performer?"

Min Qiao looked up, head tilted and eyes narrowed. "I am an Iquena," he stated simply.

"Oh. An Iquena. I see." The human was uncomfortable. "I don't know what that is. Is it a kind of dancer?"

Min Qiao did not answer, and the human left.

And then, the next day, he returned. Min Qiao blinked in surprise as the human pulled a red fruit from the pack on his back, and offered it. Slowly, suspicious of tricks, Min Qiao took it. The human smiled, waved, and boarded the train. Min Qiao was left with the fruit, confused, and possibly just a little bit charmed.

And so the days passed. The human, who Min Qiao would come to know as Jian Tao, became a constant presence in the iquena's life. Every day, Jian Tao would visit, bearing gifts or songs or stories about his daily life. Although Min Qiao was clearly not human, Jian Tao somehow never seemed to notice. The iquena never questioned it, and instead just treasured the time they were able to share, however short it was before Jian Tao left to board the train. Months came and went this way, spring changing into summer, and summer changing into fall.

The first snow fell.

The first snowflakes of winter, the first that Min Qiao had ever seen, drifted down. Jian Tao was late. First by minutes, then by hours. Hours became days, days became weeks, and weeks stretched into vast, empty months. Jian Tao never returned, no matter how long Min Qiao waited, fighting to stay awake, just to see if perhaps his friend would finally return, perhaps riding the final train of the evening.

It's been years, now. He knows that his friend isn't coming back. Still, he guards the train station and its bustling crowds, its weathered old plum tree in the grass patch out front, the low-quality taco restaurant across the street. He watches over them all, and in doing so, watches over the memories of his friend. He will not let Jian Tao be forgotten.