Posts by HEIJI.

— name

Heiji Hattori “Harley Hartwell”

— gender

Male

— age

9 months physically, spiritually & mentally | aging rate

— sexuality

Bisexual

— clan/rank

Wind Haven, member

—previous clans/ranks

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— titles

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— unofficial titles

“Detective of the West”

— voiceclaim | faceclaim

Both are Hattori Heiji from the Detective Conan series.

— appearance

[birth + main] | STRAWBERRY LEOPARD | health 100%

Heiji is a pale leopard, with almost reddish spots, and standing at an average weight. His face, however, is slightly thinner, even if he has longer fur than most leopards. He has piercing blue-green eyes, coupled by a hat that is usually worn backwards. It is white with a blue rim, with “SAX” written in black and surrounded by gold. He also carries a “lucky chain” in a golden and blue bag.

— overview

Hotheaded and quick tempered, Heiji is not patient. He is also stubborn and blunt, sometimes not using logic if his emotions take over. He’s quite protective with those he cares about, however. But, he is still very logical, with an eidetic memory, and a knack for solving murder cases.

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— parents

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— siblings

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— mentorships

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— romantic relationships

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— close friends/trusts

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— enemies/does not trust

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— birth date

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— creation date

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Okay! I’m having a hard time deciding which Clan this teenage Detective will go to, so If plots could work and decide and work for me, that would be great!

Your character would have heard of Hattori/Heiji here, and will send a letter concerning a murder case (can be an NPC for all I care), and he will come and live in the Clan for a bit in order to solve the case.

That sounds good with me if it’s good with her roleplayer!

Heiji made his way to the BlizzardClan border. Blue-green optics scanned the islands. Well, if someone got pushed off of them, that wouldn’t be good. Letting out a chuckle to himself, the strawberry leopard sat down, calling out, "Heyo, I’m Hattori Heiji, here to join!"

Heiji’s eyes softened, seeing the dark rings under the husky’s eyes. Vinny was sleep-deprived, yes, but the leopard couldn’t help but wonder why. The Kansai-Ben speaking boy cleared his throat, for his English to come out... honestly, a bit Canadian sounding. "Thank you, Vinny. Please, when you go to bed, drink some tea, or read a book."

Hm, now who was this? Heiji couldn’t exactly say he knew anyone who used to be here. He just joined, after all. The strawberry leopard made his way to her casually, his hat on backward, his necklace jingling slightly. Sea-green eyes lit up and he gave a happy smile, "Hiya, how can I help you?”

What did many people need? Journals. Because most people’s memories started lacking. Even the eidetic memory of Heiji often needed to be written down... even if he did see some messed up stuff. The strawberry leopard shook his head, and decided to let others take some journals. He set up a table in camp, with decorated sorts of leather journals, with colorful pens. He stood near the table, calling, "If you want a journal, come get one!"

Heiji, as brilliant as he is, is blunt and hotheaded. Confident in his abilities, and trying not to seem traumatized by what he’s seen, this little kendo master needs everything from friends to enemies, to if someone has a case, he’s there!

The strawberry leopard moved, making his way to the border. His gaze held a quiet steadiness to them, surveying the grim land. It was funny. Osaka was so much more... bright, vivid, colorful. Here... here it looked like everyone was about as colorblind as a dog. He kind of missed Osaka, but the hotheaded detective knew there was likely work to be done here.

So, Heiji sat down, waiting at the border calmly."Hey! I’m Hattori Heiji. I’d like to join."

His last home hadn’t done him so well. Suffice it to say, the leopard... did not like what was going on. So, he stood up and bolted before he got into serious trouble. And here is where he ended up. Far from home, unsure of what to do. But... at least he had one friend. Another detective, who was admittedly, an equal. But Heiji would likely not admit that... given his friend’s unfortunate circumstances. He sighed, before sitting at the border, scarf and hat being blown in the wind as he waited for his friend. "C’mon Ku— Kiddo! Hurry up!" The leopard called, turning his head and lashing his tail.

SHIN'ICHI.

The detective frowned somewhat at his mishap. Yes. They were new here, one of his usual slip ups could’ve been bad if they were someone that poisoned his “apprentice.” He shook his head, hearing the drawl and looking up. Ah, he appeared free spirited but a bit lazy at his work. His tail swished from side to side, hearing Conan speak. And then, somewhat dull green-blue eyes focused on the serval as he introduced himself. The leopard tilted his hat more back, looking to Witheredreaper and to Glass. "Yes! Conan’s my little free-spirited apprentice." Heiji let out a chuckle, attempting to wrap a leg around the serval. With a twinkle in his eye, he continued, "I’m his ‘detective master,’ Hattori Heiji. As he said before, we’d like to join, so uh... thanks for the welcome?"

Hattori Heiji is a prodigal teen detective, who is hotheaded. What I would like is a character that is some sort of criminal and Hattori is solving a case concerning them. Upon hearing this or seeing it, Hattori will be near a cliff and crash. Your characters essentially shoves him off of a cliff.

For all his skills and how much he had been exposed to gore in his line of work, Hattori somehow managed to be peppy and happy all the time. Yes, the hotheaded prodigy did have times of anger, especially when his friends was in danger. Naturally though, he didn’t want to see any of them hurt. This didn’t stop him from trying to solve murders anyway. He wanted to see those who believed they could simply take away a gift, a right, because they “deserved it,” they hurt whoever had snapped to kill them— he wanted to see them get justice in the end.

Long story short, a few loose ends became tied and pointed to someone... named Frost, he believed? He wasn’t sure where this killer was, so the teen set out. His paws carried him quietly and diligently, and then he stopped. His ears swiveled, hearing the sound of waves crash by. Huh. He looked over his shoulder. Dang. He was quite far up. The strawberry leopard shook his head, before continuing on. And yet, another thing came into view. He wasn’t sure who it was, but he had a case to solve. He had to start somewhere. Walking up to the creature, he asked, "Hey, do you know a Frost?"

-Hauteclare-

At the distorted voice and her odd body language, Heiji clenched his teeth, and lifted a paw. The strawberry leopard looked at the frost coming off of her body. Well, considering all of that, the detective seemed to have found his killer.

Fearing that this wouldn’t end well, his blue-green gaze searched for something he could improvise as a sword. But there was nothing. So, instead, he turned his gaze towards her and turned his cap forward. "A little detective who likes a sense of justice." He growled.

Ivory fangs twinkled at the question. He moved his paws, getting into a fighting stance. This likely wouldn’t end well, but he was going to do his best to bring someone to justice. After being nearly killed so many times... after watching families being torn about, and weeping for their loved ones. And as everyone hid, fearing their bodies would be next. Hattori was the one to make sure that would never happen. In a low voice, he remarked calmly, "You’re a murderer."