[epimetheus]

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name: 'ithuriel' haruto matsuoka
gender: dfab nonbinary
pronouns: ey/em or he/him
age: unknown, looks around 20s

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[father]

In a run-down town along the Kyushu coast, miles away from Nagasaki, a child was born to an Oiran, fathered by a Frenchman. The town, founded by merchants looking to establish trade, stuck out like a sore thumb with westernized architecture, clothing, and spoken languages. The child, abandoned, survived by wandering the streets, wearing tatters for clothes and eating scraps stolen from merchant ships.

At the same time, a fire spirit, nearing the end of its long lifetime, happened upon the town, rickety and broken. Inside it wandered, where it stumbled upon a child with three tails, unnamed and pitiful as he slept amongst dirt and grime. "I will protect you," the spirit vowed, settling upon the resting boy, "as the last deed I do."

The boy, unaware of the spirit's presence, awoke the next morning to newfound companionship of dancing blue fire, protectively hot to the touch.
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During the boy's eighth year, the Shogun declared an isolationist movement to wipe out towns displaying western influence. Rumors flew among the people, tales of entire cities razed and whole families slaughtered. By spring, the army, overwhelming in its might, invaded on the town, forcing foreigners out as they set fire to buildings. The boy, unaware of his predicament, hid in an old tailor's shop, only to become trapped by roaring red flames.

The spirit, keeping its presence a secret still, held the boy tight in a calm embrace, lulling him to sleep as the building slowly came down around them. "I pass my life on to you," the spirit whispered, expending the last of its energy to cure the mortal burns of the boy it had raised.

The child, skin healed fresh as the day he was born, awoke to charred ruins, feeling lonelier than he ever had before. All he had to guide him was bright blue fire, now under his command but lacking the heat it once boasted. With nothing left for him in the once bustling town, he wandered, mourning the loss of the fire's warmth. Fearing capture by the army that had chased him out, he stuck like glue to the countryside, stopping only in the smallest of villages.

Deep in a forest, a scholar discovered a mysterious three-tailed child, fainted from emaciation. Enthralled by his tails and fire, the scholar carried him home.

She names him Kogitsunemaru, after the sword "little fox," forged by a fox spirit.

In her forest sanctuary the woman educates Kogitsunemaru and treats him as her own, showing generosity never expected to be given to a scraggly half-foreigner. The woman is gentle, patient, and understanding, teaching the boy ways to make his life useful. As years go by, memories of the seaside town fade. He completely abandons all aspects of his western heritage.

Kogitsunemaru settles in secluded, rural Japan and his personality mellows. The calm environment allows him to develop at his own pace, but it does not feel like it is enough. An endless itch plagues him. He is able to live the serene life he never would have found on chaotic, populated streets. Unable to shake the need to search for something deeper, Kogitsunemaru leaves in his 18th year on pilgrimage, traversing the mountains and forests of Japan in search of true tranquility.

Kogitsunemaru dedicates his life to serving the lower classes of people, doing deeds for no pay. He comes to act as a voice for those who have none, fighting for those who cannot fight for themselves. As tensions rise between the upper and lower classes and an increased threat of western invasion comes with the years, Kogitsunemaru allies himself with the army to defend the islands he loves and calls home and to prevent a tragedy like that of his childhood from happening again.

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-Name-

Kogitsunemaru


-Gender-

Male


-Birthday-

August 12th, 1822


-Orientations-

Panromantic, Homosexual


-Personality-

Introverted - Patient - Compassionate - Headstrong - Straightforward - Kind

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xKogitsunemaru's hobbies include calligraphy, painting, and abstract art, using his dexterous tails as brushes.
His right tail, his strongest, is used for precise, illustrative paintings. Kogitsunemaru finds inspiration in Ukiyo-e prints. He hopes to be able to replicate the styles of his favorite artists.
His center tail is used for calligraphy. Though Kogitsunemaru can speak japanese fluently, he cannot read nor write it. He uses this hobby to further teach himself.
Finally, Kogitsunemaru uses his left tail, his weakest, for abstract-styled free-for-all paintings. He doesn't prize the end results as much as his other works, but he enjoys painting these most.

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x(wc: 750, including words in art. all art in this form is by aaronzee (me), the song linked in the third piece of art is from ookami and by hiroshi yamaguchi. the winner may have the feral art as long as they credit me, as i didnt put my signature on it.)

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[Arrows]

Username: Arrows
Name: Takumi Osamu Mori
Nickname: Kuma, Tak, Mizudori
Gender: Dmab, Genderfluid, leaning towards male (he/him pronouns at the moment)
Sexuality: Pansexual
Age: Takumi's true age is uncertain, but he considers himself to be 26.
Ethnicity: Japanese
Birth date: July 2nd, as designated by Kuma himself
Zodiac sign: Cancer
Birth stone: Ruby
Occupation: Nurse
Relationships: ?
His Outlook on Love:
Personality/backstory: Takumi is a problematic and troubled soul. He has faced uncertainty all his life. He has struggled with borderline personality disorder and bipolar disorder. He has learned to manage very well, but they are still there. Kuma is an introvert, keeping to himself a lot. He has a hard time making friends and connections and keeping them. Often he is awkward and nervous around people, and occasional mood swings never help the process. He is also selectively mute, meaning he will choose not to talk in certain situations/with certain people. It is his way of controlling his actions and avoiding conflict. When he is not mute and not too nervous, Takumi is an extremely articulate and intelligent person. He is rather poetic, actually.
Kuma does not listen to music very much, it has just never interested him. When he does, it is only classical or orchestrated music that soothes him. He is relatively quiet and does not speak up for himself a lot. Ironically, with his profession as a nurse, Takumi has a rather vulnerable immune system which causes problems on its own. He was very sickly as a young boy. Perhaps that, coupled with his powers, spurred him to go into medicine.

-extremely bi-polar
-unsure if he ever had parents
-ironically vulnerable immune system
-majorly an introvert
-struggles with borderline personality disorder
-uncanny ability to imitate others
-somewhat unnerved by his powers
-selectively mute
-very articulate when not mute
-only ever listens to orchestrated/classical music
-companion is a small bluebird
-believes in most all phenomenon
-afraid to love, to want - unsure what true love really is

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