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Well, doubtlessly, Tama who seemed like the happiest person in the world was not the only one who was shocked by the mismatched appearance and voice. He was the solid, walking proof of how prejudice was wrong till you explored the nature of the person, and Miyamura certainly blamed his parents for giving birth to such a magnetic male with an odd voice. Wait, was he to thank? That was for later to contemplate, but his main focus for the moment was his new clanmates. Sure, he had asked for the optimism, but Tama's joy? Was life up there that happy, pure, flowers and rainbows? Miyamura would have to wait and see. His smile turning into a one-sided grin, he realized he would have to pop up everywhere the following days to adapt. He could deal with that. "Pleasure to meet you, Tama." Indeed it was a pleasure. The leader seemed like a person whom Miyamura could enjoy spending his time with. "My only concern is that, err, how do you travel between the islands?" Were there gates and bridges? Next, he was distracted with Retrograde. His appearance was alright, quite chubby but likable and it made Miyamura to feel the urge to squeeze his cheeks. Ahem, anyways. Himself could be gay at times. Surprisingly. "Such bright greetings. Nice to meet you too Retro. I hope we will see each other around." He mused, well, he looked like a fun guy.

Indeed, they had suited the female quite perfectly. Well, the Jondi Dog, Miyamura had three on a single ear too, silver which matched with his silver coat and he could say that he liked the accessory with his eyes closed. Besides, those completed his cool city guy image, covering up the dork inside and he seemed tough, manlier and well; was it too egoistical to once more highlight his own attractiveness? A little. "Hello there, miss. Liked the earrings, if those are new. If not, looking bomb as usual." It was not his fault to appear flirtatious, but he was not even trying. It was just his nature, and one day he could be welcomed with a slap on the face. Hmph. "Miyamura, by the way. The recent newcomer, I guess." Added he later, emphasizing on the fact that it was the first time the duo had seen each other.

Miyamura was not backing away from a challenge, and besides wasn't this all organized to have the clanmates socialize? Well, in his part, he had to get to know his clanmates and although this daring game was not the best way to put it straight, he would love to see how it would turn out. Seating himself beside Retrograde whom he called as a close acquaintance if that made any mad sense, and without uttering a sound or stating his interest as his existence was the obvious answer, he awaited with this lame track post.

Well, BoneClan was left out if he was smart enough to count and cross out what was taken. Although his roleplayer had a character there, it might turn out to be interesting. Minus the part where he had to ask for directions again once in a while, also trying not to lose his way back home. Maybe he could try the method of Hansel and Gretel? Pfft, Twoleg stories. Not like a mad witch would make him eat candies then try to cook him in the oven. No? He could just skip, too, considering he was too new for such diplomatic gestures. Not like the Jindo Dog confessed his failures in diplomacy. In fact, he enjoyed managing stuff.

Making his mind up, he simply stood there, deciding that he would pass just this once.

hey guys! <33
i'm just causally spending my time creating characters here and there instead of studying to my finals swag
i honestly have so much muse with miyamura though, i just have to find plots for him hmm

Oh, the pure sunshine of the clan, Tama. Although he had just met her, the Jindo Dog felt somehow comfortable around this ball of joy since she made him feel great and eased his worries just with her enthusiastic words. He would not voice that aloud, though. Maybe later, that would just be embarrassing to state out of nowhere. Reflecting her wave with a courteous nod, he decided that he would help within the clan's borders. There had to be someone else who would volunteer with the gifts. If not, then he would.

"Ah I see." The Jindo Dog's small eyes even got smaller when he seemed thoughtful, narrowing his eyes and lifting his head up to at least see the blurry figures of the bridges. They seemed secure, they were possibly designed according to precautions. He appreciated that. Nodding once as to show that he had noticed with a gist of appreciation towards her help, he shuffled his paws. Well, that was it. It was time to explore the realm on his own. "I believe I can manage the rest. Thank you so much for your hospitality." He would offer the friendliest grin he could manage and he trotted off, his tail wagging behind him. No matter how he displayed himself as the cool guy, he was only being a small child with quirky habits.

SAME HHHNGG
oh my god someone actually realized that
wait someone actually knows about yamada and the seven witches
//throws confetti

psst by the way, tama and shishio are both well developed, but i am trying to find my muse for shiraishi to reply
and there lay my studies untouched i just love to procrastinate

Oh, so it had started. Situating his ocean blue eyes on the poor target and the first victim of the game, was it not an inconsiderate move to pick the uneasy one? Wait, or was he doing her a favor, pushing her to the spotlight so she could overcome her worries? Either ways, it was not his business to interrupt, especially when the guy seemed mad insane, yet at the same time strikingly interesting and magnetic. Taking a mental note about how he had to meet him later which meant Miyamura tailing him around like a lost puppy with glimmering eyes, thinking that he is so good at spying but then again failing real hard. Shrugging the idea off, he let a grin takeover his sharp features, watching the ongoing scene, ever so amused as he wondered what she might be thinking.

OMG YESs
but don't hate me for changing their personalities a little, they are not exactly how they should be in the anime/manga squee
i am actually reading the manga, waiting desperately for the new issues, and i have just started watching the anime too
again instead of studying what am i doing with my lifeu

oh oh thank you so much /w\ <333 adding quirks make it more fun to roleplay, especially seeing shishio's and tama's reactions so psst private threads?
and uh i was wondering about where shishio is from
like
i searched desperately cx

you know the feeling when you don't know where to start studying but then finding yourself doing irrelevant stuff instead of actually starting from somewhere

edit;; yes yes yes cx
i still ship miyamura and him out of all the girls in the anime/manga

Floating islands. Miyamura's brain still resisted accepting the fact that he was currently a part of an authorized realm where they all dwelled on the cold islands which were hovering above the surface as if it made sense at all. Above all locations, why these islands were the only ones floating? Why was he questioning it as if it would made any difference? It appeared cryptic to his part, but the fact was that he enjoyed the fresh air up there more than he was perplexed by the nature. That basically meant he was done digging up the subject. Letting his back hit the ground with a slight thud, he laid there motionlessly, eyes locked on the sky which appeared closer than it was on the ground level. Smiling to himself, he could not see why he was able to get so much joy out of it. Sure, the stars were brighter, bigger, and the astronomy did take his attention although not as much as mysteries and cases that were waiting to be solved, but he was glad that he had traveled all the way here to join.

Soon enough, the midnight mist covered the land and he found himself drifting off to sleep; the White Jondi Dog which looked as fluffy as a cloud and as cute as a teddy bear — except when he talked with the unexpected deep voice of his.

Honestly, the cold breeze did not bother him even a bit and in fact, it was the most peaceful sleep he had ever drifted into after such a long time — the sky, the moonlight, everything was in perfect order as if the midnight ushered him to sleep. BlizzardClan, from what his only days of experience could tell, was such a harmonious land with the peculiar clanmates whom Miyamura enjoyed conversing with.

Shifting on his place as soon as the blanket fell on him like a good, embracing, warm hug, he pulled the blanket up to his nose instinctively like a three moons old canine. Such sight of him was rare, too pure, looking too innocent to exist — however, Miyamura in person was quite a witty guy with the bless of charm. Although it took a great period of time for him to realize that someone was actually, probably, around his asleep self, his brain processed the events anyways. Such a soft blanket. I must get one. Wait, then this one? When it hit him finally, the Jindo Dog sprang to his fours like a child who had just had a nightmare, throwing the blanket to God knows where and his eyes widened with alarm. Not to mention the blanket possibly hit one of the individuals. Also, not to mention the horror that was written on his face when he was welcomed by Dimitri when he first opened his eyes.

Yes, he had been rude enough to get scared by the sweetheart, Tama and the magnetic stranger whom he had seen several times.

"Oh, hey, I was not aware that it could be you," Still a newcomer, he could have offended the cheerful leader. "It's just," He paused, it was not at all Miyamura like. "I am always on alarm, you see," Finally back to being quite egoistical Miyamura in no time. "Sorry for that, though, and thanks for the blanket." His husky voice even came out deeper due to being woken up just now. All of his words were directed at Tama, while he kept eyeing Dimitri with the corner of his eye. Well, he had promised himself to see him sometime, but surely it was not what he expected to experience. "You really should not lean over people when they are sleeping." Well, not like he hated the attention from the hot guy, though.

//i'm having so much fun with miyamura and who is lea omg tohsaka are you okay

Shaking his head to sides with a chuckle which made the Jondi canine appear even more cuddly, soon he settled down with a lopsided grin placed on his maw. Tama, indeed she was the angel in this heaven who was considerate and kind enough to take good care of her friends, and it would be better if she knew that because of favors she had done, she should not be sorry even if it lead to Miyamura to panic like a little girl. That was a shameful moment for Miyamura to note down which would not repeat itself, certainly, in the future — it was embarrassing to be caught in his softest of times. Clearing his throat, he shrugged; it was painful to watch Tama worrying about something insignificant. "Good thing you woke me up, even with the blanket, I could have shifted into a frozen statue by day." It was meant to be a joke; well his coat was to keep him warm but he at least wanted to clear off any worries in her head.

Regardless, what caught him off guard was a flirtatious remark. Especially from Dimitri, whom Miyamura had noted to be amusing, mysterious and well — if he was to be honest here, quite attractive. Be it his charm or charisma, but the way he acted was certainly striking. Sometimes irritable, but striking. Never ruining his posture, his smile simply turned into a grin; he shrugged once again, his ocean blues on the kitsune this time. Hmm, his name was Dimitri then. Oh, good thing he was informed about his room number. "Toronasuke Miyamura," He began, narrowing his eyes. "Way too cheesy for my liking, by the way, I would like to hear creative things the next time. I have heard a better save." Was it logical of him to answer with a tease or was it the right thing to do to brush off the compliment? Hmm.

//ooh lol cx i see!
totally not shipping miyatri lol jk jk

"Yo, Tama-chan," The Jindo dog greeted the sweet female who appeared to pop up wherever a clanmate was in need of care. "Making sure everyone is warm, I see." The silver white canine would smile as he seated himself beside her, his ocean blues examining the male who was at rest. Of course, Miyamura had heard the beautiful melody of the howl and once again he was reminded of how his voice sucked — he was only gifted with the looks and a hoarse, deep, husky voice which did not even match his overall appearance. He did not get mad at that, some people had the talent. Not to mention his species were considered to be domestic which meant he, obviously, could not howl like wolves at all. Brushing his shoulder to hers, he urged her to wake him up slowly. He could understand her concern and debate about how she was supposed to keep him warm and safe as Miyamura had fallen asleep once outside which had ended with an accidental jump scare. "I don't think waking him up slowly and informing him about the cold weather would do any harm. Oh, also let's compliment him about his angelic voice." A mischievous smile could be seen under the moonlight, this time. He awaited her reaction, watching her and the resting clanmate; it was always interesting in BlizzardClan.

Track

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]The armed golden retriever could be seen getting closer to the stone stairways to be able to step on those floating islands she had been wondering about the entire time, but instead of happiness etched on her features, a deep frown was fixed as she repeated mentally; Floating islands, eh? Well they certainly did not tell me about this long way. Maybe then, she could have changed her mind before taking such a trip; Mitsuba could simply agree to join a clan nearby, but no, it had to be floating islands according to her stupid instincts. The golden femme sighed with exhaustion as her steps got heavier; it was entirely tiring to walk in a uniform, plus the demon weapon sheathed beside her.

Finally, she was there. The famous floating islands. Staring at the sight, she waited for a local to show up and ask her business.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]//waves, oh hey regificus!

"Mitsuba Sangū," The golden canine began, quite speaking in a distant manner and formally as she straightened up her position on her seat, quite trying to appear bigger and taller than her actual built. She did not continue, upon sensing the unease in the femme's tone; it was obvious she gave her best to collect herself while obviously she seemed like she was in pain. Pain was also a familiar emotion which tightened her chest under her uniform; she had tasted the poison long ago when she had lost her comrades because of her own mistake although the others kept soothing her about the fact that it was inevitable. Her purple luminaries shifting between the paladin and the other, the male, she let the silent to sink in. It was not her business to dig it up another's business, especially when she was only a joiner. "Here to join your ranks." And to take a closer look at the islands. She had seen many supernatural stuff, but this was a first. Her facial expression did not change, still as serious as ever.

//oh guren and her may need a private thread hmm

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]Eh, Afterpaw was quite a quirky feline, wasn't she? It was hard to estimate whether her stutter was the result of an earlier incident out of her despair or because of some kind of social problem. Either ways, Mitsuba could get along with the femme well enough as long as she was this sweet which appeared rare since many people succeeded to tick her off in various ways and made it hard for her to actually play it nice. Nodding curtly, she was very well aware she ought to be courteous towards the higher ups since she was obedient, ridiculously stick to the rules. "Grateful, and a tour would work." She would answer, and add later quite hastily. "It could be anyone to show me around." After all, Afty did not seem like she could lift any more tasks. Besides, the guide did not matter as long as she knew her way around at the end. Well, of course she would prefer someone that would not annoy the hell out of her.

//of course i can make it! i will make it in boneclan ok? c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]It had been only a day or so since her arrival, but the golden retriever in the black, thick clothing which apparently was a uniform followed the others to the battlefield with her demon weapon by her side. She was aware that such weaponry was rare, considering no one had sealed a contract with a demon to capture its power — not to mention the demon could take her body over if she fell weak — but it was an advantage was it not? Besides, whenever she was sent to war, she fully grasped the objection and the raid plans.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]Mitsuba emerged from the shadows to the scene, summoning her cursed gear, a giant battle axe as she stood on a guarded stance, the golden retriever's purple optics scanning the area for an opponent as she was ready to call the demon, Tenjiryu anytime for the demon to lend its power to her.