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Takayama Chihiro ● Kanomama Ch.1-2 ● nHentai

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those cunning folk;

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You: Ignoring your feelings is really unhealthy

Me, playing Emotional whack-a-mole: Unfortunate

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30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )

What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this — optional.

Does your character have any noteworthy features? Freckles? Dimples? A scar somewhere unusual? etc.

Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?

Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?

What are their chief tension areas? 

If you were to pick one song — and only one song — to describe your character, what would it be and why?

How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?

Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?

Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.

If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?

What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?

Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.

Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something? 

Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?

Can they multi-task or must they focus on one subject at a time?

What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.

Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?

Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?

If your character was suddenly challenged, would they rather run away or stay and fight?

If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?

Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?

Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?

Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?

How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?

If your character had one thing to say to their parents before they died, what would it be?

Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?

Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?

Finally; if your character was forced to eat one thing for the rest of their life, what would they choose and why?

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quiclcsiilver:

            Prompto stands straight, her proximity setting his cheeks ablaze and his mind haywire. Her voice, sweet and sultry, drew him in, sending shivers down his spine. “U-uh yeah, sure.” He looks into her eyes, finding it much easier to SPEAK when he had something to distract himself from how stunning she was. “Um…where do you need to go, exactly?”

                 “I’d thought I had it written it down somewhere...” Wiggling a bit closer to him, she brushes a hand over his hip as she digs into her tiny bag. “Is this it? No.” She takes a moment, keeping her eyes low as she sorts through an impossibly small bag. “Ah, here it is!” Pulling it out, she wraps herself around one of his arms and lifts up the tiny paper. On it was an address. “This is where I need to go to, darling.”

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viperyean:

                the way the        woman spoke had caught Hazama’s attention first,  before anything that she had truly  said  had,  before even the  QUESTION  had been properly processed by him.  He opened a single eye in her direction,  flicking  it her way the way one might have done with a gold coin into a wishing well.   In the same way that he had caught   HER   attention,  she too had done the same;   he   could not sense,   at first,   any sort of strange happening in regards to her form  …  but that malignant spirit   HOOKED   onto his body most certainly could,   as though he were a bloodhound that’d caught wind of some peculiar and particularly  bloody  scent.

Hazama’s smile was taut,   in a nearly polite way  (  but there was something overtly condescending about the expression  )  and he replied,   “Oh  …   I suppose I  should  know where the Library is,  shouldn’t I?  Being an  OFFICER  of the Librarium itself,    after all.”

               She’s never felt better about being wrong. Not a fetish cyborg then. Or doll. Whichever people called them nowadays. “Ah!” He was from the Librarium? That made her life that much easier. “Then perhaps you could help me get to Mister Relius! He asked for certain materials, and they don’t transport easily unless I deliver them myself.” Souls were, as a matter of fact, the most delicate objects to move. Kitsunes have a knack for being able to pull souls directly from their intended prey to devour, but that a human was interested in them made it that much more interesting to her. “I would tell you the contents but... Perhaps I’ll leave it up to his discretion?”

Relius had at first been interested in her digestion of such things, but now that he knows he could potentially acquire souls in the most raw of forms with ease... Well, Tomoko proved to be a very good asset. She delivered him certain souls to study--ones that she found to be of interest for one reason or another--and he happily covered her tracks of devouring what souls she could consume. The souls she delivered were in a crystallized state, the most fragile of any for a soul to be in, and she dared not to part from them to ensure they safely reached her generous friend.

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   This one chatters like a rodent, and he can already tell she’s got no filter. “I follow no God. Do I appear to be a cleric, to you?” A sincere wonder, given the darkness of most of his armor, the jagged, worn notches in the blade he carries. Perhaps she picked up on its blessed properties, somehow?       “I have no need to seek it out, so I haven’t. My mind is elsewhere.” And far from you, he thinks to add. Such would be rude, however and the clever skill of biting his tongue was something that seldom failed.

   This woman asks flurries of questions, questions Raaime is admittedly none too eager to answer, having found himself already exasperated with this one.

               “I’ve met knights before who held themselves to such a degree that they would seek to further themselves from the very humans they thought to protect. They never were too successful in those ventures, though.” Many knights she’d encountered wore armors of all sorts and followed a code given to them by God to follow. “I assumed you were the same as them. My apologies. It’s good that you don’t follow their creed, however. You’d be called a hypocrite otherwise.”

“If your mind is elsewhere, then where might you be going?” Her curiosity, her questions, seem to be never ending.

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                “Sir,” her tone is odd, as if she wasn’t sure what to make of the man in front of her. “I don’t suppose you know where the... Librarium is, do you?” He smelled... Inhuman.  There was a lingering spirit attached to him, pouring off a malignant aura. And oh, the hair. To the normal eye, it appeared to be of the same sort of human hair. But Tomoko can see the artificial strands for what they were. Is he some sort of... Fetish cyborg?

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conflagrationsstyle:

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   Silence, because he has to consider the response. Whether this woman was doing this because she thought it would further herself or further any supposed kindnesses she intended to give him, he couldn’t quite tell.       Raaime continues to walk forwards, the quiet chink of armor following his footsteps while the idea that he could possibly remain entirely silent grows more tempting with each step he takes.

   "I’m afraid such things do not interest me at the time.“

                “Why not?” She’s following him then, keeping up with light feet and a lighter tone of voice. “Does it interest you at any time? Or do you just... Well, self satisfy would be the best phrase used, no?” She laughs then, tittering as she walks. “Or are you far too chaste to even consider such a thing? Thinking that self satisfaction is nothing more than a sin to your God or some silly thing like that?”