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clawandscars⩕ PLAYER
Name: Shade
Age: 28
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Light_shade
Other character: N/A
⩕CHARACTER
Character name: Tsume
Canon: Wolf's Rain
Canon point: Episode 26
History: Link!
3 weaknesses & 3 strengths: Strengths: - Loyal to a fault once it has been earned.
- Has a soft spot for those younger and weaker than he is.
- Feels things a lot more deeply than he lets on.
Weaknesses: - He's a loner and afraid to get close to people.
- Rather blunt, sarcastic, and rude.
- Holds onto grudges and remembers little slights way longer than he should.
⩕SAMPLES
GETTING HEALTHY
Tsume sat there lounging casually on the couch in his human form, looking as if he was completely indifferent to the entire situation. Indeed, he seemed almost bored with the whole proceedings. He folded his arms behind his head, waiting for the therapist to ask the next question. "Why don't we talk again about your friends?"
"They aren't friends," Tsume corrected. "They're pack." A wolf's definition of the term was different than that of a human's. For wolves, the pack was something that was a cross between family, friends, and the rankings found in an army. It was complicated and couldn't be summed up in just a few words. Not that Tsume was going to try and explain the definition. This woman was a human and humans just wouldn't get it.
"Fine, pack then." She gave that same mild smile she'd worn this entire time. "Why don't we talk about them for a bit?"
"Well, I don't feel like it," Tsume said with a petulant tone. The last thing he wanted to be reminded of was that he was separated from those he cared about the most. "So I guess we're just going to sit here and stare at each other instead."
After a long beat, she spoke again. "Perhaps a change of subject matter might be best," the therapist said, scribbling down notes. "Where did you get the scar on your chest?"
His golden eyes suddenly became hard and wary. "I don't want to talk about it," he snapped out. His posture had changed and now he seemed completely closed off. He shifted position, bringing his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them.
"Are you sure you don't--"
"Ask me something else!" He snapped out angrily. It appeared this was definitely not going to be the session where he opened up.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND BREATHE
Tsume was a wild animal. Animals weren't supposed to have many fears. Sure, there was the idea that each day could be your last, but death had never scared him. Everything died eventually, that was a part of life. There was the idea that he might not have enough food or shelter, but those were more worries than real fears. What Tsume feared most was loss. He'd already lost one pack in his life and now he was faced with the prospect of losing another.
He'd always wondered if any of them would make it to Paradise. Now, he knew most, if not all of them, wouldn't. Toboe had been the first. The sweetest and most gentle member of the pack, the young wolf that had gotten Tsume to open up his heart, he was dead in the snow, wrapped in the arms of a wolf hunter who had repented in the last moments of his life. The worst part was Tsume hadn't even been there at the end. All he could do was say goodbye to his body. He cried over him, wondering why the world had to be such a cruel place as to take such an innocent soul out of it.
By the time he caught up with the rest, the man Hubb was dead as well, Tsume having seen him fall from the cliff. One of the last humans in the world was no more. Blue was already gone and Hige dying beside her by inches from injuries that had proved to be more than fatal. This one was even worst than the first, for his packmate had begged him to end his suffering. Tsume had to kill one of the people he had come to care about most in the world.
Now, he wondered what he would encounter next. How many more did he have to lose? A heart could only take so much before it gave out. But Tsume somehow knew things were coming to an end. His own couldn't be that far off. At this point, having lost so much, he practically welcome it.
⩕MOD RECORDS
Do you wish your character to participate in body horror elements of the game? Yes
Do you want your character’s worse fear to be incorporated into an event? Yes
Any notes/requests/comments: As discussed on the FAQ, I've decided to go with having him start off in his wolf body and transition between the forms with each Restart, possibly with some body horror attached.
Name: Shade
Age: 28
Contact:
Other character: N/A
⩕CHARACTER
Character name: Tsume
Canon: Wolf's Rain
Canon point: Episode 26
History: Link!
3 weaknesses & 3 strengths: Strengths: - Loyal to a fault once it has been earned.
- Has a soft spot for those younger and weaker than he is.
- Feels things a lot more deeply than he lets on.
Weaknesses: - He's a loner and afraid to get close to people.
- Rather blunt, sarcastic, and rude.
- Holds onto grudges and remembers little slights way longer than he should.
⩕SAMPLES
GETTING HEALTHY
Tsume sat there lounging casually on the couch in his human form, looking as if he was completely indifferent to the entire situation. Indeed, he seemed almost bored with the whole proceedings. He folded his arms behind his head, waiting for the therapist to ask the next question. "Why don't we talk again about your friends?"
"They aren't friends," Tsume corrected. "They're pack." A wolf's definition of the term was different than that of a human's. For wolves, the pack was something that was a cross between family, friends, and the rankings found in an army. It was complicated and couldn't be summed up in just a few words. Not that Tsume was going to try and explain the definition. This woman was a human and humans just wouldn't get it.
"Fine, pack then." She gave that same mild smile she'd worn this entire time. "Why don't we talk about them for a bit?"
"Well, I don't feel like it," Tsume said with a petulant tone. The last thing he wanted to be reminded of was that he was separated from those he cared about the most. "So I guess we're just going to sit here and stare at each other instead."
After a long beat, she spoke again. "Perhaps a change of subject matter might be best," the therapist said, scribbling down notes. "Where did you get the scar on your chest?"
His golden eyes suddenly became hard and wary. "I don't want to talk about it," he snapped out. His posture had changed and now he seemed completely closed off. He shifted position, bringing his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them.
"Are you sure you don't--"
"Ask me something else!" He snapped out angrily. It appeared this was definitely not going to be the session where he opened up.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND BREATHE
Tsume was a wild animal. Animals weren't supposed to have many fears. Sure, there was the idea that each day could be your last, but death had never scared him. Everything died eventually, that was a part of life. There was the idea that he might not have enough food or shelter, but those were more worries than real fears. What Tsume feared most was loss. He'd already lost one pack in his life and now he was faced with the prospect of losing another.
He'd always wondered if any of them would make it to Paradise. Now, he knew most, if not all of them, wouldn't. Toboe had been the first. The sweetest and most gentle member of the pack, the young wolf that had gotten Tsume to open up his heart, he was dead in the snow, wrapped in the arms of a wolf hunter who had repented in the last moments of his life. The worst part was Tsume hadn't even been there at the end. All he could do was say goodbye to his body. He cried over him, wondering why the world had to be such a cruel place as to take such an innocent soul out of it.
By the time he caught up with the rest, the man Hubb was dead as well, Tsume having seen him fall from the cliff. One of the last humans in the world was no more. Blue was already gone and Hige dying beside her by inches from injuries that had proved to be more than fatal. This one was even worst than the first, for his packmate had begged him to end his suffering. Tsume had to kill one of the people he had come to care about most in the world.
Now, he wondered what he would encounter next. How many more did he have to lose? A heart could only take so much before it gave out. But Tsume somehow knew things were coming to an end. His own couldn't be that far off. At this point, having lost so much, he practically welcome it.
⩕MOD RECORDS
Do you wish your character to participate in body horror elements of the game? Yes
Do you want your character’s worse fear to be incorporated into an event? Yes
Any notes/requests/comments: As discussed on the FAQ, I've decided to go with having him start off in his wolf body and transition between the forms with each Restart, possibly with some body horror attached.
