Name: Hoikyo.
Gender: Androgynous; Genderless
Size: Can appear in many different forms; most likely appears at about a
#21. Has a slim, skinny body shape, similar to a 22.
Age: Ageless; Immortal. Cannot die as long as The Ruins are intact.
Diet: None; does not need to any type of food to survive. Can eat and drink, chooses not to.
Orientation: None; will never fall in love.
Forest Set (Currently;Wip): Feathers, Magpie Pelt, Orca mask)
Most common appearance is that of a black and gray skinny deer. Hoikyo sprouts a pair of silver antlers upon its head, with can grow to Irish elk like antlers if need be. Will rarely attack, only if the Ruins are threatened.
Has a long, seprent like tail, with shriveled feathers at the end.
Prefers to watch as others come and go. Will almost never leave the Ruins. Can communicate with the deceased; this all takes place mentally. Will probably never talk aloud, prefering to speak inside one`s mind; this too, is quite rare within itself.
Wears a crown of feathers upon its head, each representing the soul of a deceased deer. The feathers get smaller as time passes, but Hoikyo knows exactly who each one belongs to. Another feather grows each time another deer passes on.
Eyes are an empty, cloudy gray color, like the sky on a rainy morning. They always seem to be half-closed, as if tired and weary.
Fur is usually a black and gray color, as if it was always dusk.
A manifestion of The Ruins. Guardian of the deceased. Will watch over and protect forever.
I have someone who would be
Really? c:
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Track!
Thankies!
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Oh yes. This girl hasn't
This girl hasn't been around long, but she's fascinated with the Ruins.
Oh yes, saw her bio. Want to
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Sure, why not? Would you like
I don`t care. I suppose I
Fog swirled around the Ruins, centering around a figure sitting in battered cage. The figure sat completely motionless, staring unblinkingly at the distant forest. Its ears flicked slightly at a motion nearby, which it soon dismissed. It was likely just a deer visiting its deceased, or a curious fawn that had stumbled upon its home. It did not move; it had a gift for being unnoticed.
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The blind dragon doe slowly
She stumbled into a snow drift near where she could "see" the headstones starting and stood there for several moments, debating just how stuck she was and whether or not she should just plow through the snow and continue, or back out and try to wander around it. No. She had done that with the pond and that hadn't gone well. She couldn't feel her skin anymore, what should it matter? Zarya stepped through the snow, slamming her face into the side of a stone slab. She gave a grunt of surprise, bright white light flashing across her vision as she half sat back, half fell over. Her snout stung from where she had rammed it into a cold, unforgiving rock and her head swam from the impact. She remained where she was until the light was replaced by darkness before she attempted to stand and stumble over to jump up onto the stone. She could feel her nose still throbbing, probably bleeding too, but before long it'll just go cold like the rest of her. The orange and black patched doe curled up on the slab, one sightless eye on the Ruins about her. All she could make out were black and gray squares, almost like looking at shadows, where the solid rock became air and vice versa.
It was not the sight, but
No. Not for now, anyway.
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I can't continue this RP; I'm
It`s fine! Anytime you want
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