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 Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 6:51 pm
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The idea for SS Xion is an item refiner. By taking already created items, Xion can boost them to the next level by refining the energies stored within them, possibly even creating minor powers in completely crafted mundane items so that she could refine them as well. Artifacts are the focus here, but ideally any sort of item can be refined by Xion. Rather than something advanced by the artisan class, the idea is that the Antique branch of the Researcher class is the way to go for this type of modification as it is a form of upgrading based on knowledge of the item rather than the item itself.
Bloodline disciplines are interesting and the idea of an item user focused upon refinement isn't something that's exactly covered in any of the classes, so taking double prestige is the ideal path here.
This leaves a second class. Tracker creates some funny opportunities (such as being super tracker of certain people like Cero and Soraru). Sensor is a standard for anyone who can't see as that is still the best class for a blind person to "see." Medical meshes best with Seirei and it's all but a requirement for a true Seirei support build, even if I am experiencing some difficulties with knowing how to heal without being able to sea the damage. Gatherer is the class that can immediately benefit cooking, and I have been interested in a full civilian combination as one of my character ideas.
The starting technique opens another unique branch of Xion being a Weapon. As in, the people in Soul Eater that can turn into weapons. Certain customs, techniques and/or PAs, will likely be needed to streamline this. At the very least something to reduce the large chakra costs and something else to be able to cast techniques without breaking weapon form in the slightest. Luckily, these can likely also benefit other henge techniques. Being used as a weapon, though, might end up spreading Xion too thin, though. Will need to look into it.
That technique that turns someone into a frog in the Maruton list is also hilarious.
Ah, yes. Xion's signature weapons shall be the short bow, frying pan, walking cane, and throwing knives in that order.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 6:52 pm
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_____________[│║║█║▌][ώ ђ Φ__Ⱥ я Ә__Ӌ Φ ʋ...]
Who Am I…| Xion Akagami
How Old Am I…| 15
What Gender Am I...| Female
When Was I Born...| 03/14
What Are My People...| English/Japanese
What Frame Am I...| Light
How Tall Am I...| 5' 5"
And How Heavy...| 111 lbs
What Do I Look Like...| ...
White hair, red eyes, and pale skin color a light frame that look like it could break even the weakest attacks. Xion doesn't look like the type who could survive out in the wilds for more than a day. To be frank, that's completely true, or it would be. Except, she's going to prove that wrong.
Dressed in her signature maid outfit, an attire she returns to over and over again even after being taught the hard way how to wear something else, Xion starts off looking clean, and she would like to remain clean, thank you very much. She's fine with getting dirty, even several times throughout the day. After all, it's all part of a days work, but remaining dirty is just another matter completely. Please no. Xion puts in a lot of care to appear presentable every day, not out of vanity but because she cannot see, so she must work that much harder to even sort out the basics of her appearance. She doesn't ask for more than the basics, anyways.
Neat hair and eyes that wander. Being completely blind, Xion's eyes are rarely focused on anything, and while she's grown accustomed to "pointing" them in the direction of her interest, they often miss their mark and just stare at some random spot in the general direction she wishes to "see." Can't be helped. Even if Xion can pinpoint her target with complete accuracy, she does not know how eyes work. She's never used them in her life, and as a given, she doesn't know what it feels like for them to be pointing in one direction or another.
Despite her delicate appearance, Xion's hands and feet are another story entirely. Disciplined and worked as a maid of a prestigious household since she was a child, her feet are used to standing for hours with no rest, even for a whole workday. Her hands, likewise, are at once nimble with all of their practiced movements and weathered with the tasks that had built those movements into her muscles. Cleaning, washing, sewing, and cooking along with their myriad of mistakes, errors, and injuries from learning and perfecting the tasks. Although, there are some callouses that seem a little out of place. It can't be... Archery? Well... This is Xion we're talking about...
As someone who's never relied on visual cues, it should be a given that Xion is absolutely terrible at hiding visual cues regarding her thoughts. Granted, this is rarely a problem as most of her thoughts are, apparently, completely unreadable. She just doesn't make sense. However, as everything is rooted very deeply in logic for her, even if it's her own logic, there are signs that can be read, the simple ones. Facing something is a courtesy she's grown accustomed to acting out for the sake of those around her, but when she's really interested in information for something, then it's smart to remember that her "eyes" are actually her ears and she'll move her head appropriately to catch the sounds that have caught her attention. If she's straining to hear, then she'll turn a ear to the sound and stretch as close as possible. If she's trying to locate, she'll face the sound face-on and tilt her head this way and that much like an owl would. Fittingly, the purpose of the tilts is to place her ears at different heights, replicating the barn owl's asymmetrical ear holes, and then adjusting as she sees fit.
Xion's most frequent expression is a look of whimsy. After all, "You see more with your eyes closed~"
Where Am I From...| Raised in the Iron Country. Joined Kumogakure as an adult.
Did I Belong...| I was coveted for the blood and abilities of the Seirei no Hogosha I held within me, enough so that the Hiraite family adopted me for the protection of their future heir.
What Am I Like...: Aku made meido desu kara~ Just kidding!~
If I let Xion narrate this, it would take forever and make little sense because that is what she is like. Nonsense. At least, to those who aren't in her head. Notorious for not explaining everything and thinking in strange and mysterious ways on top of that, it is incredibly hard to read Xion despite how easy it is to read her. See? Not even that makes sense.
Having somehow mastered the art of rnging in her head when she needs to make a choice but just doesn't know which once, Xion can be ridiculously inconsistent even if you did understand her bizarre, too direct method of decision making. Why is it too direct? Because she chooses based on what she knows, accounting for future possibilities and other unknowns only a little bit. The result is that Xion will change plans on the fly and think nothing wrong of it.
She's also terrible at reading people or situations. Stress appears to be a completely foreign concept to her. Tension as well. Fear? The blind girl likes to stand above cliffs and feel the wind coming up and down the gaping maw in the ground. Although, she isn't without fear... There are some things that can cause her to shudder and explode. Tread lightly if you so decide to test Xion's courage because she is one of those folks, the ones who are as nice as can be, as kind like a saint, and as harmless as a fly until something presses their buttons. Then she becomes a whimsically vengeful spirit... You don't want that on you even if Xion is still... technically mostly harmless.
Well, because there's so little she can actually do to get back at people the way she'd really like to get back at them, she's mostly chill. There's little she can do with a grudge, even if she were to hold it, so most minor offenses will often go away by themselves in due time.
For her to fear and hold a grudge is a side of Xion that almost rarely appears, though. The Xion everyone comes to know and love (or hate) is whimsical and adventurous. She has always wished to "see" the world, from her childhood confined as a maid of the Hiraiite and all the way into her adulthood when she was released from her bindings. Just like before, Xion would wish to "see" this new world... or rather what the old world has become.
However, there is just one thing different. Only one real change that's struck her over the years and stuck with her even now. She isn't the kind to mind being alone. She is happy to travel the roads by herself and with perhaps some temporary companions to aid her in the many ways she falls short, a curse of such a specialized upbringing. However, upon joining a certain village on a whim, one of many, and coming to learn many things in that village. She's found that as okay as she is with traveling alone, she wouldn't mind some steadfast company accompanying her, or even the other way around. Xion doesn't feel like she needs to lead the way to lead her life into the experiences and "sights" she wants to fill her memories with.
What Did I Believe In...: "I fear not what I cannot see~" "See how much I care? Because I certainly cannot."
What Am I Good At...: "Seeing" with my eyes closed. Recognizing when and how to support. Keeping my options open. Making sense.
What Am I Terrible At...: Actually seeing with my eyes. Having to rely on only myself. Locking my options closed. Making sense.
What Do I Fear...: Dying a life unfulfilled. Total sensory deprivation. Making sense.
What Era Am I From...: Born in the Era of Madness. Died in the Era of Attention.
What Have I Experienced...: Well, I remember these forget-me-nots...
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 7:28 pm
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What Have I Experienced...: Well, I remember these forget-me-nots...
Xion's legend dates back to the 12th Century thank you very much. Her parents, adventurous folk like her, stumbled upon some ancient Indian burial grounds and may have started a fight there without really thinking too hard about the consequences. For their transgression, their first-born, Xion, was cursed to be blind upon birth.
And that's why Xion is blind.
Alone.
When Xion was born blind, her parents could not keep her. They tried, they really did. Up until she was seven, they did everything they could to raise her right and proper. However, they simply didn't have the resources, time, or most importantly, the will to give up their current lifestyle to make those resources and time. A blind child. Baffling to the two seeing parents.
Perhaps because they had tried so hard, just not hard enough, despite being confused that it had hurt Xion so much. Like any child, she loved her parents. It was a natural instinct to care for and appeal to those she relied on, reinforced by the care that she did receive. However, like any child, she truly didn't understand her circumstances. She vaguely knew she was different. After all, she was blind, not deaf. She could not learn to write, but she knew how to read, speak, and be aware of the intentions of those around her. She had been told repeatedly that there was this something called "seeing" that others could do but she couldn't. Still, her parents tried so hard to accommodate her handicap. They never left her behind, even when she was left behind by those her age. Xion couldn't expect to ever lose them.
Except that was exactly what happened. When Xion was only 7, her parents gave her away. "For your own good," was the cliche line Xion remembered being given, even to this day, centuries after that moment. She didn't understand. She knew nothing, not when her parents started to plan this, not why they were giving her up, not who she was being given to, not what they meant about her own good, not what she had done wrong, not what she could have done right. There was... nothing for her.
For a lot of people, when there is nothing, something is made instead. The something Xion made from the nothing that was her knowledge of "why?" was that her parents... must have forgotten about her. No, that's not quite right. She wrapped up all of her complicated feelings over the abandonment that really wasn't quite an abandonment and simplified it into a feeling of dread that her parents would forget about her now that they had left her hear. Maybe they had even wanted to forget about her. Regardless, Xion didn't want to be forgotten. She... she wanted to exist in someone's mind.
Yes, that's the key word
"This is for your own good," the final words from Xion's parents were no lie. From the bottom of their hearts, even if it wasn't with all the effort they could conceivably had mustered, they had given Xion away for her own good.
While cursed without sight, Xion was blessed with a rare bloodline limit, coveted by certain individuals for the power it gave to others. Any holder of the Seire no Hogosha was a powerful ally that could not stand on their own. In other words, someone who would definitely remain loyal, at least until the current partnership was over. It also meant that Xion's blindness meant that she would rely on those around her even more, making her an even more loyal of an ally. She would need to be trained, though, and to many, her youth and inexperience made her nothing but a burden.
However, by fate, there was one particular case that wanted something different than to hire an already grown outsider. The Hiraite family of Iron Country, who had hired Xion's parents on a couple occasions, had a first born that was expected to inherit the throne of the Iron Country. For someone destined for such a heavy responsibility and born to such high standing, it was just par for the course for his guardians to make important decisions about his life for him before he could even walk or talk. It was even more par for the course to care little about the implications about controlling the lives of others, and in Xion's case, her parents were willing, no, happy for the opportunity. Not out of greed, though they did receive compensation for allowing the Hiraite to "adopt" their girl, but because they had found people to take care of Xion. Such simple thinking about a solution that should have been more complicated.
The purpose of adopting Xion was to cultivate from the ground up--or in this case, from 7 years old onwards--a trusted and loyal servant for Soraru--then only two. She might have been considered for the "companion" role instead, but her birth was too low for that. Proud and competent, the Hiraite were sure that they would be able to shape the girl the way they wanted, and even while blind, she would be of use to the heir to the Iron throne. After all, it would be better for Xion's "own good," to listen to them. They would not only feed, clothe, and house her, but teach her how to be of use and give her a position of pride some could only dream of.
the most awful word in the English tongue.
Boy, though, they probably didn't expect the ride Xion was about to take them on. See, ever since she was young, there was something about her. Something off, more than just being blind. Though, maybe it was part of her coping mechanism for being blind, for accepting without really understanding what was so important about this sight thing and why it made her worse, worse enough to be forgotten by her parents...
Nah. As if. Xion's parents were a bit weird, too. Very sane. Solid foundation of logic. Just a bit off in their logical pathways and application of it. Xion was the same, and that same created quite the joy ride. From the start of her time in the Hiraite household, Xion was a little abstract in the way she thought. "Wait here," was regularly translated to, "I have nothing to do so do what you want until I call for you." Menial tasks were often not done for no apparent reason than blatant disobedience (little did they understand that Xion didn't do the tasks because she understood that she'd just create more work). However, they couldn't quite give up on her. Not because of any sort of cunning toeing of the line by Xion, but because she generally didn't mean to be disobedient or lazy or harmful, and because she didn't mean that, there were plenty of times when she was helpful, even more helpful than she needed to be. She needed to make sure she wasn't going to be forgotten, after all, and she was told constantly every time she got in trouble about how much she needed to work, be grateful for, and learn. Xion was working hard and doing her best in her mind, it was just hard to understand for those outside of it. She was a weird child. So expressive and full of energy, you would think she'd talk more, but so quiet, too. It combined to be a kind of creepy-weird quiet.
As Xion got better at understanding the ins and outs of the Hiraite household and her role as a young maid-in-training within it, her erratic behavior somehow got even worse. It makes no sense explaining it this way, but as she got better at handling her chores and doing what was expected of her, the less "expected" she became. People couldn't just take that she'd done a good job and move on to the next task. They had to watch her as she bizarrely weaved this way and that when cleaning the floor, making a spiral instead of just going up and down like a normal person (she knew it took the same amount of time and cleaned just as well). They had to watch her as she paced back and forth down a hallway without ceasing instead of playing like a normal child her age would have done (she was exercising and reciting certain lessons like the head maid had told her to). They could not simply forget that Xion existed and was a part of the household.
Xion, personally, now had a new game to enjoy playing even amidst all her work. Granted, it wasn't like she had a lot of work. She was expected to meet the expectations she was adopted with, . She had a bit more "chores" (i.e. work) to do than other kids and had no choice but to undergo a certain education curriculum, but the Hiraite had their honor. They wouldn't overwork a child.
Murder
The day Xion was formally inducted to be Soraru's personal maid, part of her simple tasks was to shoo away a murder of crows that had taken to roosting on top of one of the buildings. Xion ended up feeding them instead. Still, the crows went away after Xion fed them. Of course, no one needed to know that the reason the crows were on that building in the first place was because Xion had fed one, then two, then three, until eventually the whole murder got used to being fed by her near that building.
Today wasn't the first time Xion met the little Musunde. One of the maids who'd taken to thinking of Xion as a bizarre younger sister had unsuccessfully pointed him out to her a few days after she started living in the Hiraite household. About a few weeks in, the head maid had guided her into coming into actual physical contact with Musunde, and that was probably their first formal introduction. Though, how much of that he remembered was uncertain, as he was only two at the time. Not like he was much older on that day when Xion was handed the responsibility for a few tasks regarding his holiness. He was three then. She was eight, and she was given the super important responsibility of cleaning up after him. This was actually a really smart idea even if Xion couldn't see what was clean and what was messy. One of the maids finally figured out that some of Xion's weirdness came from how she was trying her best to familiarize herself with the world around her. What others could see and glance at whenever they needed to remember, Xion needed to walk up to and touch to accomplish the same thing. The pacing of corridors was her trying to instill the memory of them into her legs. The spiraling of rooms as she washed the floors was... Actually, that was just weird. The first few spirals helped her remember the perimeter, but everything following that had no real reason. Back to toy cleaning. Toy cleaning was time-consuming, but that also meant more time for Xion to familiarize herself with her lord's room.
Even as she was slowly handed more responsibilities in regards to the young heir, toy cleaner extraordinaire remained as one of Xion's jobs. It was surprisingly fitting, for the child maid to pick up after the child heir's toys. The heir, at least, seemed to enjoy it as clean up time more often than not became more play time and then clean up time. Xion enjoyed having someone to play with as well. There weren't exactly many kids in the household. Of those that were, they were either too young for her to meet without a connection similar to the one she had with Musunde or were old enough to not find any value in associating with a maid, and a blind one at that.
More so than extra play time, though, Xion really enjoyed being Musunde's toy cleaner upper because of his reactions. She could string together any sort of tall tale, construed from what little she remembered of her life before being adopted, and he would be eternally entertained. Then there was that murder of crows Xion continued to feed. They would often bring her knick knacks and shinies in exchange for her food, learning to drop them right in her hand (or hair) upon realizing she was blind. Crows, man. Smart birds. Xion couldn't see them for what they were, but she could feel them, and she would guess what they were from what she felt. She would guess, bring them in to show Musunde and tell him something or another, be it a fictional story or fact, of the "treasure" she held. Whether or not Musunde was old enough to realize that Xion was lying (come on, it must have been obvious at least after tried to pass a fake marble eye off as a jade marble taken straight from the tomb of the great Emperor Penguin), he always did seem to enjoy her story telling, and Xion enjoyed catering to the young lord.
As for what happened to all of the useless baubles... Xion isn't so sure. She did get in trouble a few times for bringing such dirty objects into the room, but after a while... she stopped getting in trouble for it.
doesn't hold a candle to it
Over the years, Xion grew into a fairly decent maid. Even more importantly, though, was that she truly cared for the well-being of her liege, Musunde, and loyalty would of course naturally follow in such circumstances. It was kind of hard not to care for him, to be honest. She was tasked with looking after many aspects of his life, including washing him and sometimes watching over him as he slept while his mother was gone to attend to certain formal affairs. Though, the most embarrassing, like the aforementioned, stopped happening as cute little Musunde sadly grew into not-so-cute-ness.
Ah, that's right. Xion had stopped calling young master Musunde by that name while they spoke in a casual setting. She had, over the course of her own life, decided that she much rather assign everyone strange nicknames based on the sound of their name and use that instead of their actual name. "Musubi bocchan" was how Xion knew Musunde, for which she get several mighty whacks for until she emerged as the victor via preseverance. She just had to promise to only use it when no other members of the Hiraite household were around. Xion didn't even follow that rule, and instead somehow miraculously managed to sense when it was appropriate and when it was not.
Of course, this wasn't without its consequences. To put it into perspective, Xion became a truly regular part of Musubi's servants as a commemoration of her 15th birthday (great present, I know). Until then, she spent too much time being educated at a painfully slow pace to really be considered as working full time for Musubi. Lack of sight and the lack of a teacher for her bloodline brought about unexpected difficulties. In the four years following that "promotion" Xion should have been promoted again to something like the leader of Musubi's maids. After all, while she was just a servant, her purpose was to be a pillar of support for the young lord. If the pillar had to be a servant, then they should at least be on track to becoming the head maid. Of course, however, with Xion insisting on calling the young lord, "Musubi," she couldn't exactly be promoted. However, she was never expelled for her out-of-place quirks.
Part of why she remained despite doing what would have gotten other maids fired threefold was because she was a part of the household itself, in some ways. After all, adoption as a servant was still adoption. The Hiraite would hold to their obligations to raise her, at least until she was recognized as an adult. Undeniably, though, was the influence of the lord-to-be. Not only did Musubi not mind the name, the two were like siblings... just also maid and master. It all made sense to Xion. In the presence of others when with Musubi, she needed to zip her mouth, keep her head lowered, and not say a word unless spoken to. In the presence of others when not with Musubi, she could tease and torment him. Yes, exactly. That's how it worked.
Regardless, growing up together, even in vastly different social spheres, the two had reflected their thoughts upon each other as the years passed. As children, they had already started on the right foot. Xion enjoyed imagining about the world outside. Musubi enjoyed hearing about he world outside. To the two, each trapped behind the walls for different reasons, the outside was a glorious place, full of adventure for Xion and freedom for Musubi. Well, growing up, the two started melding for Xion, at least. Outside there was adventure and freedom, the freedom to adventure. Really, she didn't mind her life tied to Musubi's side as a support he could trust in regardless of circumstances, but... well... She was weird like her parents. Also like her parents, She wanted to travel and experience all kinds of new and different things.
and hell is only
For Xion, the outside was only a "nice place to be." She didn't feel any sort of great need to escape into it. Then again, she was certain that as long as she remained by Musubi's side, she would be able to breathe in the new experiences it presented every now and then. After all, the Iron Daimyo would need to tour his country from time to time, and Xion was no lover of his. She was supposed to be his stalwart(?) aide in battle. That is, once she figured out how to do this chakra control shenaniganery. As a given, she also did not foresee any problems with travelings besides Musubi when even his future wife would be left at home. They were two different duties. Oh, and rumors? Xion wouldn't have understood how any rumors could have gone around. Xioraru? That was just kind of... weird.
Musubi, however, did not think the same... Well, not about the Xioraru part. Yeah, no, that was just weird flat out. Where he differed was in his handling of a dream deferred. Understandably, so. Xion could hope for an occasional taste of adventure in the future. For Musubi, however, there would never be freedom. Even when he would go out into Tsukihara and begin traipsing through the streets experiencing the adventures that Xion, stuck as a maid of the Hiraite household until she somehow unlocked the secrets of her bloodline by herself, wished that she could, Musubi could never truly consider himself free. No matter how hard he tried, he would be shackled for all his life, and returning Xion's teasing by making her jealous about his little trips could only entertain him for so long... Especially when he learned that Xion could, indeed, get angry enough to get back at him and crafty enough to not be caught for the trouble she made. Note to self: crows are lifelong friends. Xion knows what crows like and, mysteriously enough, how to get them into inner rooms. After that, it was a given that Musubi learned how to properly tell a story. No need to make Xion angry again and have her bring down hell...
Musubi actually became really good at telling stories. After the two repaired their relationship, Musubi found something else to distract himself, having fun returning the favor of Xion telling him stories when he was younger. It was only for a little bit, but everything seemed fine again for that bit. The two were still changing. Musubi had gotten a taste for the arts to balance his mania with sharp, pointy things of a certain shape. Xion was ever improving as a maid. Sadly, though, not as the defender she had been adopted to become. It appeared she was just going to stagnate her potential. She really didn't have the support needed to advance.... Musubi stuck in shackles he would never be rid of. Xion stuck facing a giant wall that blocked her only path to the occasional breath of fresh air...
a poor synonym.
Then the engagement happened. As she wasn't present for the excursion to the medical bay where Musubi was appointed to meet his future wife, she was equally not present for the coup that happened and the violence that changed Musubi's life. Gossip and rumors, truer than not, of course spread through the household's servants. After all, this wasn't some secret news, and everyone knew that the heir of the Iron Country would not longer be allowed to leave his home.
Xion wasn't told much about it but she heard a lot. She always did. Only a little bit of it, however, was from Musubi. They did complain to each other at first, of course, but as the restrictions really settled in and the reality of Musubi's new situation became all the more immovable, Musubi spoke to Xion less and less about his dissatisfaction with the current state of his life. After all, she was just a servant, a maid adopted by his guardians who were so keen on keeping him fixed as the heir of the Iron Country. She, also, had a personal reason for wanting to see Musubi successful. Once he started going out on official business, as long as she met expectations, then she would finally have a chance to venture into the outside, something she had been locked out of because of duty, circumstance, and physical disability. He must have understood that if he left, then even Xion would be displeased.
However, Xion could sense something afoot with Musubi even when he said nothing. Of course she could. With each passing clue that she received with that strange smile of hers, she adjusted her plans to that information. She had her own dreams deferred, but as she gently dusted away the enigma hiding the decision she would need to make, Xion chose with deliberate sensibility. She did not know when. She did know how. She did know why, however, and she also knew what she would do for who.
Again, like what had let them meet, the incident that marked their parting was like fate. Xion was just out for a nighttime stroll of the grounds without a light. Not a particularly strange thing for the blind girl to partake in. 19 year old Xion just happened to run into 14 year old Musubi as he pulled off his escape. No, literally. He bumped right into her in his blind rush to leave. Their meeting was mildly comical and ended with Xion laughing loudly despite what she had promised herself. Oops. Musubi, of course, was alarmed. Probably suspicious as well. He set back to escaping quite quickly when the laugh started. As he feared, the laugh attracted guards, but Musubi had rounded the nearest corner by then. Xion immediately realized her mistake. Uh-ohs filled her face, but I mean, who knew what uh-ohs really meant on Xion's face. Hastily recovering, Xion distracted the guards in her eccentric fashion. It was a really obvious distraction, except again, Xion was weird in general and what could she possibly have been distracting the guards from? Anyways, she lost them somewhere in the long convoluted joke she made up on the spot to explain her laughter. The guards were befuddled, but they were none the wiser and shooed Xion, who they knew well after all these years, away.
The next day, of course, the heir's absence was discovered. Chaos ensued. For lack of a culprit, all of those directly serving Musubi, including Xion, were punished, but nothing severe could be delivered, not without evidence, of which there was none. After receiving punishment, each of the young master's personnel were reassigned to other positions. Most of the household hoped that the reassignment was only temporary. They wished for the young master to return.
Xion, however, didn't care. He'd decided on what he wanted for the moment and had the guts to go for it. Without him, her own longing for adventure had lost its only path for fulfillment, yes, but that was okay. She didn't know if she could have done it even with Musubi around. His life was his own, he should get to decide it on his own. As for Xion?... Xion figured she would be just fine alone. Yep yep. Exactly. People came and went in life. That was part of the fun of new experiences...
Good Ending
In a happy twist, about two years after the young master's disappearance, 21 year old Xion was let go. She displayed no progress in developing, much less improving, her bloodline abilities and her attitude wasn't showing any signs of improving either. She was old enough for the family to let her go without a guilty conscience. Blind as she was, Xion didn't mind being fired at all. She wasn't scared, either. She could still walk and she could still perform small odd jobs to earn her keep while on the road. If anything, this was a great chance. She was raised enough to be self-sufficient. Rather than spending her years cooped up under a family's strict orders, she could travel the world as she pleased just as she had wanted, had given up on. Freedom was great. Unexpected freedom was greater.
For about a year, Xion traveled with no end in sight. She was happy in that time. Content with every new day that passed beneath her feet, bringing new experiences and adventurers. Then, one day, she came upon Kumogakure. At first, it was just one of many stops. Although, it did have the novelty of being a ninja village, something Xion had visited before but didn't come across often. She was meandering about it in her usual custom when she heard a familiar and completely unexpected voice: Musubi's. He didn't say much, and it was in a crowd so Xion ultimately lost the trail (or maybe he intentionally fled the scene). However, she did not doubt what she heard and what that meant: Musubi was in the village, and that was kind of interesting. The interesting thought attracted several other reasons to join a ninja village--learning how to use her bloodline, gaining new skills, ninjas probably had lots of opportunities to travel even while earning a steady income. On the spot and mostly on a whim, Xion decided to join Kumogakure.
Forget-Me-Not
The story of how/why the hell Xion is still alive and how much she remembers.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 7:31 pm
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_____________[│║║█║▌][ώ ђ Ⱥ ț __Ⱥ я Ә__Ӌ Φ ʋ…?]
What Was I to My Home...| Don't worry about it.
How Experienced Was I...| D-rank
How Do I Experience Life...|
→• Researcher
→• {Second Class}
→• {Third Class // First Prestige}
→• {Third Class // Second Prestige}
How Do I View It...|
→• Antiquarian: Artifacts are powerful, nearly supernatural objects of power within the world, and few know of them, let alone how to use them. Antiquarians are those who have invested their lives into their studies in order to better understand, find, and use these objects. Any Artifact that requires a criteria to identify or activate is counted as having that requirement reduced by one [1] step per Discipline Point invested.
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What Makes Me Unique Among My Peers...|
→• Daredevil
Xion is blind, totally and completely, forever and ever. Blind through a curse rather than a physical disability of her own, it is impossible for Xion to ever gain sight, even through the eyes of another or a genjutsu. This is all just par for the course for her, though, as she has been cursed as such since before she was born, and while she's lost the know-how to do many things, a lifetime of adaptation is about as difficult to erase as this cursed lack of sight is.
Sense-itive → Aside from sight and sound, Xion's senses are twice [2x] as sensitive.
Blind as a Bat → Xion's hearing is even more acute, to the point that Xion can "see" via echolocation with her ears.
→• Live to Serve
Sacrificing her own protection by instead further training her ability to assist and support, Xion is of greater help to her allies.
Weakest Link → -1 strength. Xion's strength can never go above 1 point.
One for All → The power of Xion's beneficial techniques (e.g. buffs, heals) increases by .5 rank every other experience rank, exceeding any limits/caps that may be in place. Starting at a .5 rank increase at E-rank, the increase goes up to a +1 rank increase at C-rank, and a +1.5 rank increase at A-rank. For techniques that increase the rank of something, the rank increase of this PA adds directly onto the rank increase of the technique.
→• Mabuki
Xion is capable of a far more advanced and precise version of Henge • Kongounyoi [Transform • Diamond-Like Hardness] than most, showing a natural talent for the technique.
Limited Blade Works → Xion is able to transform into a larger array of weapons, anything from as small as a dagger to twice the size of her body.
Magic Weapon → While transformed, Xion can cast techniques without any somatic or verbal components, such as hand signs and fancy technique announcements.
Chakra Reduction → Maintaining the weapon form also costs less chakra for her, the upkeep cost being reduced by 5 chakra to a minimum of 5 chakra.
Upkeep → Remember, upkeep always takes an activation. Maintaining the form requires an activation, and thus, means you have 2 activations per post to use when transformed.
Form Manipulation → Yes
Material → Set as Diamond, giving 40 Durability. Keep in mind that Durability loss will cause you physical damage. Breaking your form will cause YOU to suffer a break somewhere. Durability is generally set to the scale of your health, from 1-40. Meaning if you're near death, you'll be ******** up as a weapon.
Augments → You can create additional techniques at C - rank that'll let you basically change factors of this technique, such as Durability, Material, and whether or not you suffer damage, etc. As usual, each of these techniques will take a custom technique slot.
→• Items User [Basics]
Xion can take a magical item--be it weapon, consumable, accessory, or anything else--and refine the energy within it, be it to strengthen or weaken the item. At this most basic of levels, Xion can increase or decrease one value in the item's description by one [1]. She can only refine an item once. There is no post requirement for refining but it does take several hours in-character and no more than one item can be refined per in-character day.
What Are My Limitations...|
→ Chakra Pool → 375
→→[+50 chakra; Christmas 2017]
→→[+150 chakra; January 1st, 2019 Time Skip World Event]
→→• Red
→→• A red string of fate that entwines loosely around her.
→→→• Fuuton
→→→• Doton
→ Stamina Pool → 125
→ Archetype → Jack-of-all-Trades
→→→• +125 Ryo
→→→• +1 Stage [Bukijutsu or Taijutsu]
→→→• +2 Slots [Ninjutsu or Genjutsu)
→→→• +1 Proficiency Point
→→→• +1 Skill Point
→ Statistics
→→→Agility → ☆☆☆ (3)
→→→Strength → ☆ (1)
→→→Intelligence → ☆☆☆ (3)
→→→Chakra → ☆☆☆☆ (4)
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 10:32 am
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_____________[│║║█║▌][ώ ђ Ⱥ ț __đ Φ__Ӌ Φ ʋ__ђ Ⱥ ѷ Ә…]
What Do I Carry...|
Normal Clothing (25 Ryo)
Backpack (2 Ryo)
Spyglass (50 Ryo)
Bedroll (6 Ryo)
Soap (1 Ryo)
Mess Kit (10 Ryo)
Pot, Cooking (10 Ryo )
Flint and Steel (.5 ryo)
Rope [20m] (5 ryo)
Satchel, Small (1 ryo)
Sewing Needle (1 ryo)
Scissors (2 ryo)
Whetstone (.5 ryo)
Oiled Waterskin (1 ryo)
Single Handed Light Weapons: White Cane [Durability 30] (10 Ryo)
Gravy Boat Ship :: Becomes a full sized boat ship upon command holding up to 12 people. If combined with the Gravy Train Ship Shipper can travel over land.
Gravy Train Ship Shipper :: a hamster ball with a tiny ship inside of it that, when pointed in a direction, will move that direction in a straight line unless directed with the equivalent of a 12 Power stat.
Lawn Turkey :: Gobbles whenever an enemy is within 100 feet. Senses intent and instinct.
Pie Sling Short bow :: Turns vegetables thrown shot into pumpkin pies. Don't question how certain vegetables are shot out of a short bow. A branch, some feathers, and some twine makes pretty much anything shoot-able. Pies deal E - ranked damage no matter how much stamina is used to throw shoot it with.
Frosty the Snowman :: A snowman plushie. Can be squeezed to release cool temperatures. The harder you squeeze, the cooler it gets. It looks cute enough to eat but cannot actually be eaten. Attempting to do so will cover you completely in snow for the next 4 posts as the plushie then does a little jig.
Yule log :: An ever-burning log. The size of the fire can be adjusted from completely out to blazing chimney fire. When in dire need of food, the yule log can also be eaten as a cake, only to come back later as another form of loaf, but still fully a cake.
Peppermint Candy Cane [Doubles Chakra and Stamina recovery speed for [5] posts when eaten.] x3
Christmas Cookie [Increases your chakra or stamina pool by [50] for [5] posts when eaten.] x3
Reroll Coupon [Allows for a reroll of any results of rolls (such as encounters, items, etc) made after receiving these coupons, but must take the 2nd roll.] x5
Special Reroll Coupon [Allows for a reroll of any results on rolls made after receiving these coupons, and either result can be chosen.] x3
Free Training Posts [Usable on techniques, talents, proficiencies, skills, or crafting] x109
What Techniques Do I Have...|
1 E-D rank recipe scroll
Maruton - Oboro Bunshin no Jutsu [D]
Suiton - Uo Tsuba [E], Mizu no Yaiba [E]
Raiton - Heki no Jutsu [D], Nagare Tensou no Jutsu [D], Rakurai no Jutsu [D]
Mokuton [Bloodline] - Moku Soujuu [E], Mokuton: Sashiki no Jutsu [E], Mokuton: Ki no Hari no En [E]
Seirei no Hogosha [Clan] - Mukei Enko [E], Mukei Joukei [E]
Oni [Bloodline] - Sake Soujuu [E], Sake Kiri no Jutsu [D]
Seirei no Hogosha [Clan] - Konton: Butai Engi [ B ]
Katon [Ninjutsu] - Fukumen no Jutsu [E], Bounetsu no Jutsu [E]
Katon [Ninjutsu] - Kasairyuu [A]
Raiton [Ninjutsu] - Denpō Sekka [E], Teikou no Kuntou [E], Touei no Jutsu [E]
Futton [Bloodline] - Kuzaraseru Bakuhatsu [ B ]
Shounin no Gouzoku [Clan] - Jinton: Shunshin no Jutsu [D], Mueishō [D]
Will get 3 major talent scrolls to you asap
Scroll - Taijutsu - Dancing Leaf Shadow - Full Stage Two
What Techniques Do I Possess...|
Quote: Maruton: • Henge • Kongounyoi [Transform • Diamond-Like Hardness] X (starting technique) {Your first element's name} {Katon, Suiton, Raiton, Doton, Fuuton} • {Your second element's name} {Katon, Suiton, Raiton, Doton, Fuuton} {If only one element, remove section} • {Other jutsu type's name} {Bloodline, Kugutsu, Eiseijutsu, etc.} {If none, remove section} •
Quote: ▬▬┤|G e n j u t s u
{Your first Type's name} {Illusory, Enchantment, Chained, or Instance}
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{Your second Type's name} {Illusory, Enchantment, Chained, or Instance}
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Quote:
▬▬┤|T a i j u t s u
{Style name here}
• {Stage progression / techniques learned}
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▬▬┤|B u k i j u t s u
{Style name here}
• {Stage progression / techniques learned}
What Secrets Have I Discovered...|
→• {No one starts out with these. These are an in-game mechanic that will be utilized throughout the world, and will encompass items or secret locations discovered.}
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 10:36 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 10:41 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 11:48 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 3:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 5:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 5:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 11:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2017 8:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2017 8:42 pm
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