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touken ranbu; private; independent est: jan 2016

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winter sky

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Scarlet; riverbedchild

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& scarlet ;

Raising an eyebrow, he has to stop and think why the tachi would be preoccupied with such thing. Admittedly, his outfit wasn’t the most fitting to wear in battle, but had Ichigo stopped to take a look at the rest of the swords in the citadel? Most of them wore heavy, elegant robes no one would dare take out of the closet for anything less than a royal party. Just looking at Jiroutachi’s hairdo, balancing himself in those koma-geta while drunk made Kashuu ask himself the exact same thing, so he supposed it was just natural to them, like magic.

For starters, Ichigo himself had quite the flashy outfit.

“Well, I’m just used to it, I guess.” He said, letting his shoulders fall. Giving a light tug at the red fabric of his scarf, Kashuu replied to the last statement. “And I like red. There’s also this nasty scar on my neck, not really the type of thing you’d like to show off, soo, you didn’t guess wrong about it being important.”

“Isn’t your outfit like, pretty heavy for battle too?” Change of topic at its best. After all, he didn’t want the tachi to freak out with his confession or something. He had enough to worry about with his army of brothers.

    now that the question was deflected back to ichigohitofuri, he did not have time to ponder about the mentioned scar on kiyomitsu's neck. of course, he would not rudely pry into other people's story, so dare he not to ask further about the scar anyway. glancing down at his attire, he did note that there were indeed excessive accessories upon his frame; mainly from his shoulders and chest; but never once he finds them heavy. if one were to think so carefully, his attire similarized to a royal armor, though those with a sane mind would not venture out to fight in it.

    " oh no! not at all. i feel quite comfortable in it, actually " he smiled innocently, head tilted to the side, " i believe i am too used to the excess of weight that you notice, but they also provide me great defense during the sortie. especially the armor plate upon my shoulder..."

    oh right, he only had one armor plate on one shoulder.

    "...but the reason i only had one is because the other side is my dominant hand, and it would be in a way if i were to wear it on both sides," he silently prayed that kiyomitsu would not ask about the cape, however, "i hope that answers your question."

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en garde; jack-the-knave

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& knight ;

He may not be the most devoted right-hand man to the Queen of Hearts, but keeping his head intact is a strong enough reason to fight by His Majesty’s side and protect him at all costs. And loyalty is loyalty, whatever shape and form and reason it takes, as long as it is unwavering then it is loyalty, fair and square.

     And the Knave of Hearts might’ve thought to betray the Queen before, yet as he understood their roles and purposes better he has then since lost the determination to do so. Also because this is a war, and wars are when the loyalty between fellow countrymen strengthen as they all focus on a common enemy, right? Not to mention he’ll keep his head intact if he stays true to his purpose.

See? Simple reasons for loyalty. Nothing complicated about that.

     And though he LOATHED killing people, Jack brandished his sword anyway, and soon the neighbouring country’s chess pieces were toppling down. As if he’s the queen himself, the most lethal piece of all (how ironic). And all that ‘triumph’ led him here, face to face with the White Queen’s aide himself.

(Chess opening, e4/e5.)

     Apparently the blue-haired pawn thought that praising and babbling in the middle of a war is a good idea. ‘A purpose to fulfill’, he said? RIDICULOUS. Jack spat on the ground beneath them. Who the hell does he think he is, the Chosen One? All of us have a purpose to fulfill, duh. Not just him. Casting his eyes back on his opponent, he couldn’t stop his stern features to contort slightly as lips tugged into a faint sneer. With precise word-counting Jack raised his voice and spoke in reply,

“Later, tell her you’re sorry that you lost.”

    how dare he uttered those words when they have yet to cross blades with one another! such arrogance; he has truly underestimate the royal pawn! though this may be his very first battle, failure is never an option. mother dearest has finally allowed him to taste the fresh air of the battlefield without severe restriction, and he refused to let this end as a loss to their glorious kingdom of looking-glass. if such were to happen, she would no longer allow him to leave the castle ever again - and then how would he protect his kingdom from the army of crimson?

    but quickly the prince swallowed his pride and refocused his gaze onto the approaching knave, gloved hand clutched tightly onto the sword's hilt. with his eyes he tried to make judgement as in what to do from top of his white horse, searching for a proper move for this situation inside his head. unfortunately, his way of learning was more so theory than practice, and this first duel may proved to be difficult. regardless, he will not falter, and he must not doubt of the remaining strength that he still possessed within his body...

    ... after that horrid transformation.

    " please do not underestimate me - i am not incapable, " his voice lowered, before he signaled his men to create space between him and his opponent. this fight, despite how he could be at the disadvantage, must be fair in square in his eyes. he is a prince, after all, and a prince must be a great example for his people.

    " let us fight. i will personally bring your head to the white queen. "

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& wonder ;

“Really? Don’t say that… I’m sure you’ve had thought of or did some exciting or surprising things while you were somewhere else… mind if I ask you what you’ve been doing~?”

   “ you may ask, but that does not mean i will answer, ” soft chuckle escaped his lips, one hand formed a loose fist to cover his smile “ just kidding. i have been traveling around the land in search for my brothers and remains of my previous masters’. interestingly i found shards of broken teapots and a few boxes of toys. ”

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Character Flaws

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bunchofrpmemes:

Bold the ones that apply to your character:

absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly obedient | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | clingy | clumsy | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | flaky | frail | fraudulent | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery |  overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | tactless | temperamental | timid | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic 

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& treasure ;

❦@fukanzen. 

   what was once lost is now found. what was once a bite in the air now rings as a cold noise. worn limbs and dirty paws now retrace their steps upon the same roads she has travelled upon before. for now she is no longer lost for a faint sweetness fills the air. an interlaced aroma of jasmine and blossom. 

    a familiar face above all. 

       i see you now. 

    ruined by his lord's reaper, he was burnt down and reconstructed. what was once an originality is now defaced; treasured memories serves as spoils. flames, they licked the wall, taking all that he once adored within a blink of an eye. and yet, he lives, oh he truly lives, through what felt like death and after.

   " i remember you," weak breath, grey eyes, a gloved hand reached for an old companion, " it's been a while."

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& wonder ;

@fukanzen \owo/

“Why, its Ichi-bou~ Hello Ichi-bou~ Where have you been Ichi-bou~? Its been so long since I’ve seen that lovely blue hair of yours around~ Been up to much~?”

    “Ah, unfortunately not. Regardless, I’m glad to see that you are doing well.”

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& wise ;

“I see…” Ichigo’s response draws more thought out of the older tachi, his voice falling to a low murmur. For years, slumber was a matter of closing one’s eyes and opening them again, sheathing and unsheathing all for naught. Such were the visions that came to him these past few nights, memories of emptiness in lack of use with the form once so… unsightly. Truthfully it stirs his blood, only resulting in the itch to be summoned for battle to rid himself of these thoughts once and for all.

 “It’s just that I’ve had an unwanted share of them lately.”

    It is no surprise that weapons, be it tools of war or products of art, have seen horrors that humans caused from past to present; regardless of their status and beliefs. No man is spotless upon the land, even monks and emperors have their flaws and hidden emotions. Such thoughts and vision would then be carved into minds of their blades, resulting bad memories even after their lords' death - and lo, they may surface when one's caught off-guard.

    And dreams can never be guarded.

    Regardless, it is surprising for the one such as Uguisumaru to experience them so often in a short span of time, as if something triggers them to return. The older gyoubutsu is always in control and of cool composure - what could have troubled him during his sleep? Ichigohitofuri may not be that close to the other, for they have not crossed paths before serving under the emperor (or have they?), but he believes he knows the other blade enough to worry about this. They are, after all, more than acquaintances under the same roof.

    "Mayhaps you've been thinking too much as of late? Are you worrying about something?"

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& wonder ;

“Do what?”

    “Tsurumaru-Dono, please step away from that creature right now!”

[mamaterasu]

                 o’ amaterasu, origin of all that is good & mother to us all

                         shine your divine light upon this broken & polluted world!

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    “Tsurumaru-Dono, please don’t do that ever again...”

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en garde; jack-the-knave

  The one-eyed opponent possessed remarkable swordsmanship, halting his march and slowing down his progress of promotion abundantly. How regretful was this, having to cross paths with Queen of Hearts' Ace Card before reaching the other side successfully was the greatest mistake to his mother's masterplan; oh, she must be furious by now. White Queen's demeanor may seem cold and indifferent, but he knows Her Highness more than most - she doesn't wait, and she doesn't like to wait either. The azure couldn't escape this though, his own blade was forced to draw to fend off the enemy's offense, while attacking back as much as his imperfect strength could. Clearly, he was at a disadvantage; not only does the enemy's strength was dominating him, but the march from the starting point to this final row tired a pawn such as him out greatly. Ah, but he could not give up right now, couldn't he? Not when his army was rooting for him from where they stood; not when the Through-Looking Glass Army has yet to retreat. His duty was to fight; to serve his mother's order until Wonderland's army was destroyed - to disobey would rob him off his purpose of living, no?

   "I applaude you, Knave of Hearts, but I cannot allow you to stop me here," the prince exclaimed, white glove pulled the rein of his majestic steed, "for I have a purpose to fulfill, for my kingdom, and for Mother."

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⋆ ☒☑ [welcome back~]

( Munday Symbols )

⋆ - A ship I have with my character

I am a strong mikaichi shipper, perhaps due to the fact that I base most of my roleplay information on historical facts. However, there are two other ships that I have when it comes to Ichigohitofuri as well.

☒ - A fact about the mun

The mun is an early riser; preferring to sleep early and wake up before dawn. Sleeping late and wake up after the sunrise tires the mun out greatly, and that is unacceptable.

☑ - A fact about the character

Despite the fact that both swords are imperial treasures and from the same swordsmith, Ichigohitofuri and Hirano Toushirou are not close. They are aware that they are brothers, but they are not close-knitted like Hirano and Maeda or Ichigohitofuri and Namazuo, perhaps due to their differences and histories.

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Munday Symbols

❤ - Any tumblr senpais ❣ - An unpopular opinion I have ⋆ - A ship I have with my character ❧ - A ship I have with your character ✗ - A ship I can’t stand ☒ - A fact about the mun ☑ - A fact about the character ✾ - Why I chose my character ◎ - Relationship status ❂ - Post a picture of myself ☄ - My opinion of you

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you spin me round & round

a nostalgic mix about love at first sight (forget me not)

1. hanging by a moment // lifehouse 2. high above me // tal bachman 3. friday i’m in love // the cure 4. falling for the first time // barenaked ladies 5. accidentally in love // counting crows 6. miracles happen // myra 7. as long as you love me // the backstreet boys 8. truly madly deeply // savage garden 9. california // wave 10. love song // sky 11. bigger than my body // john mayer 12. ever the same // rob thomas 13. crush // 3gs 14. what makes you different // the backstreet boys 15. you’re still the one // shania twain

listen

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Scarlet; riverbedchild

    Prior to the upcoming question, he has pondered quite abundantly before believing that he could politely ask. It has been bugging him for a while now, ever since his arrival to the citadel up until now - though they were not close enough for him to question back then. Ah, he was indeed aware of how fashionable Kiyomitsu can be; everyone within the citadel could not wear red elegantly like he does (this does not include Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and Kiyomitsu’s red does not mean blood), and none would look fitting with such bright nail polish (no, not even the sage). Yet, he could not brush aside his wonder, especially when they're out during sortie together; it was like a plague to his sensible mind, eating his thoughts day by day for a valid answer.

    "Kiyomitsu-Dono, I have...a question," he spoke, eyes glancing to the left, then right, "How do you function with that scarf of yours..Does it not get in the way of the battle? Forgive me, I do not wish to be rude, but surely that scarf must be quite important if one were to wear it all the time, mhm?"