Found: July 5, 2009
Nickname(s): Himitsu-kun (only by Torao)
Mate: None
Theme Song: Papa Mama Nozomarenu Baby-Miyavi (Past more then present)
Lust for Blood-Gackt (present more then past)
Height: XxX
Hours: 4PM-7AM
History: Hisoka was originally born as Toshiro. His mother, Kaede, had high hopes for her son and intended to raise him well. The gods did not smile on them, however, and his father came to claim him one day. He brought with him a guard consisting of three other horses and Kaede was powerless to stop them. At the time he was not old enough to understand what was happening but he was old enough to remember. When he was older he realized that his father had secretly slept with numerous mares in order to obtain heirs for himself and children for his barren mate. Later he would present them to her and claim that they were adopted. He was the fourth colt obtained by the stallion and was coldly named Hisoka meaning ‘secret’ by him. He did not accept this name at first. To him he was still Toshiro but that name was forced out of him before long. The day he accepted the name Hisoka as his own he lost a bit of himself. It seemed that he had lost one of two gifts his mother had given him, his bright future.
Tatsuhiko and his other adopted sons treated the new addition coldly. The sons bullied him, called him ‘Nozomarenu’ and often left him deep in the wilderness to see if he would starve to death. Tatsuhiko did not take part in anything that his sons did but he did nothing to stop them which was just as bad. One night when he returned home cold, battered and half starved Amami his adoptive mother met him. She had always been kind to him, like an older sister really, she comforted him when he was upset and made sure that he was never hurt too badly. She had often stepped in and put an end to her other sons’ behavior so when she told Hisoka that there was no place for him here he was shocked. He thought it was a joke, that she was only playing and would welcome him back in a moment with a smile. The look never came for she knew what fate awaited him if he returned. In his absence his ‘brothers’ had been plotting a way to get rid of ‘Amami’s favorite’ for good. He tried to get close to her, not knowing any of this forcing her to do something she had never wanted to. She lifted a leg and kicked at him. He dodged the blow but it hurt him all the same.
He ran. He ran as far away as his still young legs could carry him and then he collapsed. When he awoke he knew not where he was and also didn’t know what to do. First he went only on instinct and found himself food and drink before setting off again hoping to find a home where he would be wanted. For months he continued this stopping only for rest and sustenance. After four months time he found himself deep in a jungle. It was not the first time he had been in such a place but at night everything felt different. At night he could hear screams, laughter and voices all around him but no one was there. It terrified him and in the morning he tried to leave only to find himself going in circles until it grew dark again.
Not wanting to hear the voices again he ran as fast as he could through the thick underbrush. A thick tree root sent him to the ground to a chorus of raucous laughter. When he stood once more he was amazed to see glowing orbs of light floating before him. After staring at them for a while he realized that they were moving away. Slowly he made his way along a trail using the bright lights as his guide. At the end he found himself in a wide clearing and he was not alone. Five other horses stood before him all decorated with lanterns, ropes, and skins and each bore markings like his own. For quite a while they did nothing but stare at each other in a silence that was only interrupted by the sounds of the bodiless voices. He looked around anxiously hearing them and it was at that moment that a young female covered in bright orange and red feathers spoke. A marking of gold and red covered her eyes and extended down her nose giving her the look of a bird.
They extended an offer to him to join a game of life and death and of hide and seek. He didn’t accept until she clarified that there was no risk of him dying by playing on their side. He accepted after this and was met with approval for the first time since he had left his mother. The young female brought him the pelt of a fox to wear after claiming the markings on his face to be quite fox like. The three stallions brought out two lanterns reading sei and shi and a thick rope while the older female watched. They said such equipment was necessary for their game and he was just in time because they had only just started this round the night before. Once he was equipped they introduced themselves.
Torao went first, the youngest stallion that bore the markings and pelt of the tiger. Akiyo, the next youngest of the males, played the role of the white wolf. Finally there was Ryouma the oldest of the entire group who was mighty enough to wear the skin of a dragon and carry the marks of one. Kameko was the first of the girls to give her name was only bested in age by the dragon, wore the shell and colors of the tortoise. Finally the young mare who had welcomed him first introduced herself. Her name was Kiyomi and she played the role of the phoenix. She then asked him who he was. He blinked then gave his name and a strange voice whispering in his ear made him add that he would be the fox.
At that moment the game officially began.
For years Hisoka lived with Torao, Akiyo and Kiyomi under the watchful eyes of Ryouma and Kameko. He spent the most time with the Tiger, Torao, as he was Hisoka's partner. Hisoka was trained to help participate in the game. At first he was fairly useless and only got in Torao's way but the Tiger would forgive him time and time again declaring each failure that he was just a kid. Eventually Hisoka began to lay traps with words and rope for targets that aided Torao but it was not enough for Kameko and Ryouma.
The first time he had been made to kill he became violently sick. Torao stayed close to him from then on. The two were nearly inseparable. Hisoka began to develop unusual feelings for the other stallion that Torao seemed pleased about. He encouraged them while simultaneously insisting that they keep it their little secret from the others. Hisoka didn't understand but he agreed all the same not wanting to enrage the Tiger and feel any more of his kicks.
For a time they were happy living their strange lives. One day Kiyomi discovered them and that happiness came to an end. She told Ryouma and Kameko about the pair and the elders believed such romance to be wrong. They managed to convince Hisoka that he had been lied to. Unwilling to listen to anything Torao had to say and confused Hisoka fled eventually ending up in the Kawani lands.
He immediately started up the game again operating on his own this time. He met several unusual faces and eventually me Parnasabari. The two lived with each other for some time Hisoka thinking that he was supposed to be with a mare. He felt nothing for her but offered to be her mate fearing that she had caught him washing off blood from a particularly messy kill. Not long after she actually did catch him pushing a foal into a pit to kill it. His plans to silence her failed when he was stopped by Hayasgriva.
Things had begun to return to normal before Torao made another appearance in Hisoka's life. Far from happy to see him Hisoka spurned his old partner at every chance he got. He ignored everything the stallion told him and eventually regretted it when Sabella, the kirin presented to him as a present, fell ill. Things went downhill remarkably fast for Hisoka when everything he knew was turned on it's head by one confession.
It took Hisoka some time to come to grip with the reality that the routine that had made up his life since childhood had to stop. He eventually recovered from the shock enough, with Torao's aide, to move. There destination was for the hotsprings to make a new life. They were stopped in the pass by Sabella's herd trying to reclaim her. Hisoka did not want that to happen and was pleased that both Torao and Sabella went through impressive lengths to let her stay with them. He doesn't care much for the thought that it means that Torao and Sabella will have to sleep together in order for her to stay. However he is willing to ignore the unpleasant fact if it means keeping the kirin around. He is more focused on finding a new way to live life at the time.
Personality: Hisoka is a bit of an unusual character charged with a peculiar task. He, along with five others, works to lead others into the deepest reaches of the forest and leave them to be killed. Every soul that passes makes the voices of the dead that he hears happy. These voices frightened him at first. Now, however, they provide him with useful information so he is eager to listen. They help him decide which tricks he can use to lure others into the most dangerous game that they will ever know.
Despite this terrible task he is actually not an unpleasant fellow. He doesn’t mind the company of others and would be more then happy to chat with you for a spell if you are lucky enough to catch him before the sun sets and he starts working. In these sun lit times he is surprisingly soft spoken and uncertain for the most part. Of course, he does have a bit of a temper. He does not tolerate bullies and will meet them with cruelty flat out or else he will keep up an overly pleasant routine and begin his work early. All others are safe from his wrath, but those who bully bring up memories that he would sooner forget.
Nickname(s): Himitsu-kun (only by Torao)
Mate: None
Theme Song: Papa Mama Nozomarenu Baby-Miyavi (Past more then present)
Lust for Blood-Gackt (present more then past)
Height: XxX
Hours: 4PM-7AM
History: Hisoka was originally born as Toshiro. His mother, Kaede, had high hopes for her son and intended to raise him well. The gods did not smile on them, however, and his father came to claim him one day. He brought with him a guard consisting of three other horses and Kaede was powerless to stop them. At the time he was not old enough to understand what was happening but he was old enough to remember. When he was older he realized that his father had secretly slept with numerous mares in order to obtain heirs for himself and children for his barren mate. Later he would present them to her and claim that they were adopted. He was the fourth colt obtained by the stallion and was coldly named Hisoka meaning ‘secret’ by him. He did not accept this name at first. To him he was still Toshiro but that name was forced out of him before long. The day he accepted the name Hisoka as his own he lost a bit of himself. It seemed that he had lost one of two gifts his mother had given him, his bright future.
Tatsuhiko and his other adopted sons treated the new addition coldly. The sons bullied him, called him ‘Nozomarenu’ and often left him deep in the wilderness to see if he would starve to death. Tatsuhiko did not take part in anything that his sons did but he did nothing to stop them which was just as bad. One night when he returned home cold, battered and half starved Amami his adoptive mother met him. She had always been kind to him, like an older sister really, she comforted him when he was upset and made sure that he was never hurt too badly. She had often stepped in and put an end to her other sons’ behavior so when she told Hisoka that there was no place for him here he was shocked. He thought it was a joke, that she was only playing and would welcome him back in a moment with a smile. The look never came for she knew what fate awaited him if he returned. In his absence his ‘brothers’ had been plotting a way to get rid of ‘Amami’s favorite’ for good. He tried to get close to her, not knowing any of this forcing her to do something she had never wanted to. She lifted a leg and kicked at him. He dodged the blow but it hurt him all the same.
He ran. He ran as far away as his still young legs could carry him and then he collapsed. When he awoke he knew not where he was and also didn’t know what to do. First he went only on instinct and found himself food and drink before setting off again hoping to find a home where he would be wanted. For months he continued this stopping only for rest and sustenance. After four months time he found himself deep in a jungle. It was not the first time he had been in such a place but at night everything felt different. At night he could hear screams, laughter and voices all around him but no one was there. It terrified him and in the morning he tried to leave only to find himself going in circles until it grew dark again.
Not wanting to hear the voices again he ran as fast as he could through the thick underbrush. A thick tree root sent him to the ground to a chorus of raucous laughter. When he stood once more he was amazed to see glowing orbs of light floating before him. After staring at them for a while he realized that they were moving away. Slowly he made his way along a trail using the bright lights as his guide. At the end he found himself in a wide clearing and he was not alone. Five other horses stood before him all decorated with lanterns, ropes, and skins and each bore markings like his own. For quite a while they did nothing but stare at each other in a silence that was only interrupted by the sounds of the bodiless voices. He looked around anxiously hearing them and it was at that moment that a young female covered in bright orange and red feathers spoke. A marking of gold and red covered her eyes and extended down her nose giving her the look of a bird.
They extended an offer to him to join a game of life and death and of hide and seek. He didn’t accept until she clarified that there was no risk of him dying by playing on their side. He accepted after this and was met with approval for the first time since he had left his mother. The young female brought him the pelt of a fox to wear after claiming the markings on his face to be quite fox like. The three stallions brought out two lanterns reading sei and shi and a thick rope while the older female watched. They said such equipment was necessary for their game and he was just in time because they had only just started this round the night before. Once he was equipped they introduced themselves.
Torao went first, the youngest stallion that bore the markings and pelt of the tiger. Akiyo, the next youngest of the males, played the role of the white wolf. Finally there was Ryouma the oldest of the entire group who was mighty enough to wear the skin of a dragon and carry the marks of one. Kameko was the first of the girls to give her name was only bested in age by the dragon, wore the shell and colors of the tortoise. Finally the young mare who had welcomed him first introduced herself. Her name was Kiyomi and she played the role of the phoenix. She then asked him who he was. He blinked then gave his name and a strange voice whispering in his ear made him add that he would be the fox.
At that moment the game officially began.
For years Hisoka lived with Torao, Akiyo and Kiyomi under the watchful eyes of Ryouma and Kameko. He spent the most time with the Tiger, Torao, as he was Hisoka's partner. Hisoka was trained to help participate in the game. At first he was fairly useless and only got in Torao's way but the Tiger would forgive him time and time again declaring each failure that he was just a kid. Eventually Hisoka began to lay traps with words and rope for targets that aided Torao but it was not enough for Kameko and Ryouma.
The first time he had been made to kill he became violently sick. Torao stayed close to him from then on. The two were nearly inseparable. Hisoka began to develop unusual feelings for the other stallion that Torao seemed pleased about. He encouraged them while simultaneously insisting that they keep it their little secret from the others. Hisoka didn't understand but he agreed all the same not wanting to enrage the Tiger and feel any more of his kicks.
For a time they were happy living their strange lives. One day Kiyomi discovered them and that happiness came to an end. She told Ryouma and Kameko about the pair and the elders believed such romance to be wrong. They managed to convince Hisoka that he had been lied to. Unwilling to listen to anything Torao had to say and confused Hisoka fled eventually ending up in the Kawani lands.
He immediately started up the game again operating on his own this time. He met several unusual faces and eventually me Parnasabari. The two lived with each other for some time Hisoka thinking that he was supposed to be with a mare. He felt nothing for her but offered to be her mate fearing that she had caught him washing off blood from a particularly messy kill. Not long after she actually did catch him pushing a foal into a pit to kill it. His plans to silence her failed when he was stopped by Hayasgriva.
Things had begun to return to normal before Torao made another appearance in Hisoka's life. Far from happy to see him Hisoka spurned his old partner at every chance he got. He ignored everything the stallion told him and eventually regretted it when Sabella, the kirin presented to him as a present, fell ill. Things went downhill remarkably fast for Hisoka when everything he knew was turned on it's head by one confession.
It took Hisoka some time to come to grip with the reality that the routine that had made up his life since childhood had to stop. He eventually recovered from the shock enough, with Torao's aide, to move. There destination was for the hotsprings to make a new life. They were stopped in the pass by Sabella's herd trying to reclaim her. Hisoka did not want that to happen and was pleased that both Torao and Sabella went through impressive lengths to let her stay with them. He doesn't care much for the thought that it means that Torao and Sabella will have to sleep together in order for her to stay. However he is willing to ignore the unpleasant fact if it means keeping the kirin around. He is more focused on finding a new way to live life at the time.
Personality: Hisoka is a bit of an unusual character charged with a peculiar task. He, along with five others, works to lead others into the deepest reaches of the forest and leave them to be killed. Every soul that passes makes the voices of the dead that he hears happy. These voices frightened him at first. Now, however, they provide him with useful information so he is eager to listen. They help him decide which tricks he can use to lure others into the most dangerous game that they will ever know.
Despite this terrible task he is actually not an unpleasant fellow. He doesn’t mind the company of others and would be more then happy to chat with you for a spell if you are lucky enough to catch him before the sun sets and he starts working. In these sun lit times he is surprisingly soft spoken and uncertain for the most part. Of course, he does have a bit of a temper. He does not tolerate bullies and will meet them with cruelty flat out or else he will keep up an overly pleasant routine and begin his work early. All others are safe from his wrath, but those who bully bring up memories that he would sooner forget.
