Noragami RP // Open and Accepting!

[miauhyun]

[@dorkasaurus, i really smell the ship after writing this up, omo. sorry for the late reply, spent the last two days shopping and doing homework]

新太郎shintaro

Everything, in a strange way seemed to make at least a lick of sense as the god continued to run his mouth, as a large crow - which open later inspection he would find to be instead a raven - remained perced on his shoulder, crooning as if the pair held a legible conversation. If they indeed were, Shintaro would pout and demand to be let in on the conversation.

In a past life as Kyrian talked about blight taking the appearance of bruises, the teenager would've been lost in the memory of his childhood friend who had insisted to prod him with chubby fingers one too many times when the other was bruised. It would've brought up the somber days the summer when his friend moved to the countryside. However, this was a new life, a new slab of marble that hadn't yet been carved. As Kyrian pointed out a phantom on the sidewalk, Shintaro couldn't help but think that it was cute. He doubted this was the case for other phantoms from the words the other male spoke that held a grim meaning even though his tone never once wavered.

"How cute." He decided to state simply after a long debate - three seconds at most - since obviously the small phantom was no threat if Kyrian wasn't taking action against it. For the most part, Shintaro stayed silent for the rest of the lecture of sorts, letting the information sink in. He wasn't sure that the god of misfortune wasn't one to tolerate blight considering his earlier words paired with the ones before. It didn't sound like rainbows and kittens.

His dark eyes followed every last step Kyrian took, slowly blinking as an arm drapped over his shoulder before they flickered up to see the god, head still as gooseflesh ran down the small of his back as the voice tickled his ear, a grin slowly forming as Kyrian took a step back and winked.

He caught the devious undertone to it but Shintaro couldn't find himself caring. "Hmm, theres much to be jealous of, Kyrian."

"However, my attire is not one of them." He trailed off, glancing down at the plain white garb he appeared to be wearing, nose crinkling in a childish manner.



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[turtle.io]

anyone open for Natsumi?))

[dorkasaurus]

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☠ kyrian
god of misfortune
regalia; shintaro
tags; shintaro
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"Cute?" Kyrian arched an eyebrow sharply at the shinki as he commented on the phantom bobbing away at a gently pace. How exactly did Shintaro derive that from the warnings he'd just given about how dangerous they could turn out to be. The god flicked his new regalia in the forehead, just enough to grasp all of his attention. "Oi, did you not just hear what I told you? I don't care if it's a small or large phantom. You're guards up at all times," Ky lectured with a deep scowl on his complexion. His gray eyes flared in irritation. This was one of many reasons as to why he also hated this age. Maybe he'd have been better off finding some old man or woman who wouldn't talk back to him.

At the regalia's response to his question, Kyrian blinked and studied Shintaro's face carefully. Deciding that he didn't like the tone and he continued to feel a prodding in his neck from earlier, he spat, "As long as you're with me, you respect me as your master, spirit. When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer me damn straight. Got that?" The raven on his shoulder squawked loudly and opened a wing in a form of intimidation. "If you ever get the chance to perform your actual duties as an..." the god's lips curled in distaste as he realized once more that Shintaro was his only regalia, "exemplar, then you better realize that explaining human emotions is part of your job. Gods don't feel such things."

He crossed his arms, the rings decorating his fingers gleaming faintly in the sunlight. The shinki was already heavily pushing his luck with the god of misfortune, but Shintaro had a valid point. Not one to admit it, Kyrian puffed in his usual aggressive tone, "You don't get to just ask for things! Do you not have any manners? I can cast you away if you keep up this disrespectful act! I might get blighted before that, too," he scoffed in annoyance as he started down the street towards the nearest department store. The god's eyes read the store signs lazily as he passed them. He beckoned with a regal movement of his hand for the shinki to follow. "Well, I can't have you dressed like that. I don't need you embarrassing me in front of other gods. Pick out whatever you want, and hurry." Kyrian added once they stood in front of the department store, lively with afternoon shoppers.

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⚔ moryna
god of vengeance
regalia; hayade
tags; hayade
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"You didn't strike me as the type to be lost. You walk with a sense of purpose, and your manner of speech is without hesitation," Mo chuckled to Hayade, amused by how easily he apologized for flaws she failed to even notice. He didn't strike her as a perfectionist, though, but merely someone who wanted and tried to do his best, and that was all any god could ask for in their loyalest regalia. She hoped the best would turn out for Hayade since he was also her only shinki, and if her 'family' grew, then he would help guide the others along with her. It was a huge responsibility, but Mory believed Hayade was capable. "The countryside..." Mo echoed quietly. She'd strayed out there occasionally, mostly on the hunt for shinki, and every time made her feel free from her duties, which was both beneficial for relieving stress and harmful, alluring her to a blissful lifestyle instead of fulling her agenda as a god.

As she walked beside the blonde male, the goddess of vengeance listened in great fascination to his tale. Although it didn't include any fantastical adventures, she still adored humans and the lives they led. Perhaps that was the beginning of her and Kyrian's separation. She soon realized how wondrous they were whilst Kyrian remained the same, how she, too, acted many civilizations ago. "That isn't true, Moryna retorted, tossing the apple core into a trashcan on the sidewalk. "I don't mean to overwhelm you further, Hayade, but do you realize your true job as a shinki? We gods, we know nothing of good and evil. We are who we are, and we act how we please, but we do not know what it means to humans. So Hayade, I'm counting on you to guide me down the right path, she turned to the regalia with a warm smile, her bangs shifting slightly so both her violet eyes were visible.

((@luu, oh yes mhm i see it ( ͡͡ ° ͜ ʖ ͡ °) but ky ain't having none of that today))
@people with stray regalia, ky and mo are always ready to take em in if no god's left. ^^))

[Thunderga]

Hayade, horse regalia : tags; Moryna

With those words he could tell how much he counted to her, how much this meant. "Of course I will try." His words were sincere.

He had been following along with her and stopped when she did. A moment later he decided to change the subject, "It's kind of a funny thing, but in life I really didn't like horses that much." He left it at that and didn't try explaining why. "I would like to be a horse again, though, and see my power; if you wouldn't mind." He wasn't a weapon that could slash open phantoms with ease, but he was curious about what he could do -- besides drawing borderlines which were useful for something, but surely not as exquisite or useful as a weapon. Or a horse for that matter, either. And the fact that Moryna trusted him to do these things and praised him, had him feeling an ego boost and an additional willingness to try things, for better or for worse. He was new at things when he was with Kyrian, but now he felt more comfortable, even though he was partnered with the one he was previously against in battle.

[turtle.io]

Well if one of your gods needs a cheetah mount, Natsumi's the one for the job :3))

[honeycomb `]

Caishen|Tags: Sayo/Reika
"Oh yes, it haves a bomb in it. Of course it doesn't silly. " he chuckled and patted her on the back. "This is just my shrine, I gotten a little tired of staying outside so I decided to get me a home like a human. It's really cozy~"

Senri|Tags:Aika
Senri started to get tired and frustrated. He was use to being ignored, but not like this. It started to make him upset. The young boy looked up and saw a female wave at him." She can see me?" He said outloud

sayo smiled at her new contractor and hugged the bear tightly. "hey? do you mind if i sleep with you cai?"

[AcetheKidd]

"W-what?! Urrrr..I guess it won't hurt.."Caishen said and nodded. He started to lead her to his large home

[honeycomb `]

"yay," she said and hugged the male as he walked. "oh, by the way cai-kun, you okay? you seem sad?"

[dogfury]

<Aika Remnito | god | regalia; n/a | tags; senri and ren>

Flustered, Aika beckoned them both over once more. She soon shouted, "Hey! Regalias! Get over here!"

[miauhyun]

[@dorkasaurus, tiny phantoms are cute   tho, kyyy]

新太郎shintaro

Did he have to spell out sarcasm? Most likely. If what Kyrian said was taken into context, Shintaro would probally have included that part but after the misfortune gods little fit - lecture more likely - he decided it wasn't without prize. Of course, the sore spot on his forehead would say differently but he paid it little attention as Kyrians lip curled in what he could only guess was aversion.

"A dangerous being that's cute in appearance. It's quite ironic, henceforth, the sarcasm to convey it." He spoke out as they stood under the sunlight. Stretching his arms over his head, Shintaro tugged at each wrist with the other hand to crack his shoulders as he listened to the gods warnings as they walked and stopped at a generic department store.

Stepping into the store, his eyes were assaulted with the bright hues of the womans sections and happily settled on a more washed out, darker section in the mens area, letting his feet carry him at a moderate pace.

His eyes lifted, peering over the racks. Its rather mundane, he thought, much preferring the more lively yet somewhat shady air that Kyrian held with his black coat and word choices, that and his title as a god. It didn't help that he couldn't annoy the chatty brunette and her blonde friend wearing a smudge to much makeup in the jewellery section, or the chubby male browsing the snack section for that matter. It was tempting but he kept to himself after that, taking Kyrians words into mind about being quick.

He somewhat contemplated if stripping in the middle of the store was considered indecent exposure but since no one could see him anyways, at least not that he knew of, he decided to hell with it and grabbed a pair of grey jeans worn a lighter colour at the knees, a black zip-up hoodie and a red flannel. It would be best to dress in layers if it got colder in the later hours. Shintaro wasn't sure if the cold would bother him, but figured it did as he pulled at the collar of his shirt, finding the heat a bit too high in the store.

He perked up as he noticed the shoe section and made quick work of finding a pair of black, lace up boots that went up a few inches above his ankles before heading back out to Kyrian, picturing him tapping his shoe impatiently with a roll of his eyes, pushing the sleeves of his newfound jacket to his elbows, unzipped with the flannel unbuttoned to reveal the plain black shirt underneath.

Glancing back at the clock in the store, Shintaro strained his eyes before turning back to Kyrian. "Presentable enough?' He questioned.


[i totally could've added some pervy thoughts, lol. oh well]
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