Cold Fangs and Gentle Hearts [ @hentai-heicho; @Ashstar; @WolfDog12; @Xiulin ]

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Cold Fangs and Gentle Hearts

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Plot: Set in a medieval world of magic and samurai, a young prince wanders alone, after being disowned by his family. Beset by bandits, he is rescued by a vicious dragon who, amazingly, can also turn into a human. Although the dragonshifter looks down on the prince, for reasons of his own, they end up traveling together. Along the way, they come across another human, who, fulled by a hatred for dragons, attempts to kill them, but the prince manages to talk him down and he decides to join them on their travels. They then stumble upon an injured dragon, who they nurse back to health. On their journeys, they get to know each other better and soon they develop a polyamorous relationship.

Type: This is gonna be a slow-burn fluff, with a lot of plot, so take your time with building up the relationship. Also, feel free to explore your character's stories, they won't meet up right away, so it's good to know what they're up to.

 

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Name: 勇翔 (Yuuto; the kanji can be read as "brave flyer")

Age: 200 years (Dragons are near immortal, so he still appears to be in his mid-twenties)

Gender: Male

 

Human Form:

Height: 6'1"

Build: On the thin side, but extremely toned

Fighting style: Graceful, dancer-like movements; quick and deadly

Weapon of choice: Telepathic Enchantments; blue fire bursts from his palms

(Note: Can also do a partial dragon shift; claws, eyes, teeth. Can be triggered by anger.)

 

Dragon form:

Type: Traditional Japanese Dragon

 

Size: Around 10ft long and 3ft wide

Color: Light and Dark Blues (covered in light blue flames when angered, also applys to human form)

Fighting style: Swift and serpent-like; brutal and lethal

Weapon of choice: Sharp talons; breathing blue flames

 

Bio: Born in the secretive Order of Dragons, Yuuto was raised in the ways of magic and sorcery. Mastering the ability to take on a dragon form, he went out into the world to seek his fortune, making his home as the guardian of a forest.

Personality: Raised to look down on humans, Yuuto can behave extremely proud and rude, doing things without thoughts of others. Despite that, he has a heart of gold and is stubbornly loyal, though he doesn't like to admit it, viewing emotions as a sign of weakness.

 

 

 

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Yuuto was relaxing near a calm stream, enjoying the smells and sounds of the forest, when a disturbance was felt in the air, making him restless. "Huh? I wonder what's going on? It's making the forest anxious, I should go see what it is. Its probably humans, but I can just scare them off."

In a fluid motion, gained by years of experience, his body shifted into his dragon form. Taking off through the trees, he quickly made his way to the source of the disturbance. Yuuto hid amoung the treetops, taking a moment to assess the situation.

There, in front of him, were a group of at least a dozen men, all armed to the teeth. "Ah, these are the bandits that have been trying to make their camp in my forest. I thought they had left... No matter. I'll just have to get rid of them more permanently, this time- but wait, what is that?"

His attention was drawn to the center of the group, where a young human was clearly fighting for his life. "Things just got interesting. I wonder if he'll be so kind as to take care of the bandits for me?" He continued observing, amused by the young human's desperate attempt at survival. When he seemed to become overwhelmed, Yuuto decided to step in. "Well, now," his voice boomed as he stepped into the small clearing, "I think it's about time I ended this, don't you agree, humans?" The bandits had all had turned to look at him, terror and hatred clear on their faces as he made his way towards them.

With a yell, they advanced apron him, fighting with brutal skill. Despite their best efforts, however, they were no match for the dragon, who made swift work of finishing them off, leaving only one left, burned, but alive.

Yuuto roared, "Run, human. And tell your people that this forest is mine." The man stumbled into the trees, shrieking in agony from his wounds.

When Yuuto sensed the man had gone, he shifted back to his human form. Turing to the young man, he was a bit taken aback to see that he had collapsed. Rushing forward, he checked the young man for injuries. Relived to find him relatively unharmed, Yuuto searched his clothes and belongings for any form of identification. His fingers enclosed apon a seal in the young man's breast pocket. He smirked to himself as he picked up the young man, carrying him gently to his abode. "Well, now! I wonder what business a Prince would have here?"

[Ashstar]

 

Name: Takamoto Masayuki

Age:20

Height:5'7 1/2

Body features: skinny and frail-looking

Fighting style: fast movements with agility, but isn't expirence in fighting

Weapon: prefers small blades.

 

Bio:

Masayuki is the 5th son of Takamoto Masahide. He was a rebel prince, uninterested with his father's plans. Discriminated for being the son of one of his father's concubines, he was constantly bullied by his siblings and the other concubines as well as his father's wife, Takamoto Sakura. Being fed up with the mis-treatment, Masayuki caused trouble around the castle grounds. When brutally confronted by his siblings, the concubines, and Masahide's wife, Masayuki fled, vowing never to return...

 

my offical post for the rp will be soon to follow. I have been working on it for quite some time though it may not be of proper length.

[Ashstar]

The flames of hatred grew endlessly inside Masayuki with every confrontation--every word said was poison to his ears. Those poisonous words dripped from the mouths of those wretched snakes whom his father would bed, leaving a dis-satisfied wife to pleasure herself alone. That wife harbored a deep envy--a hatred so deep it could form into its own being--for masayuki's mother, an deceased concubine his father favoured the most. His father's wife also despised Masayuki, for being the son of the person his father truly loved. As did his siblings. Half siblings to say the least. They hated Masayuki with a burning passion and always found it their right to make his life miserable. They worked like clockwork. Every morning they would drag Masayuki out from the comforts of his bed into the wetness of the koi pond. In the afternoon it was to have the ninjas attack him when he was the most vulnerable. At night they'd throw food at him and call him filthy. Not even the concubines had mercy upon him! They would pull and tear away at his clothing and tug his hair.

 

Having finnally had enough of the endless harassment, Masayuki took a stand. Whenever he was thrown in the koi pond, he'd drag his siblings with him, grabbing a random victim to nearly drown. When attacked by ninjas, he would out-smart them and harass them himself. When dinner was held he would stampede in, tipping over the tables and throwing all the food to the ground. He'd beat the concubines with his bear fists when they'd approach him. He was a force to be reckoned with. But it was that one day. Pathan one eventful day. That changed Masayuki forever. He wasn't expectant of this, nor was he prepared. His father's wife, his siblings and concubines behind her, came to deal with him herself. Wounded badly from being whipped at and slapped around, Masayuki was forced to submit and retreat. And he ran. He ran as far as he could. Away from them. Away from the pain and the sorrow.

 

Masayuki had been wandering for days, haven't anything to eat. He had water though. Often there would be streams and creeks to nourish him on. He had left his valuables behind as well. So he hand nothing but a small kunai he had recovered from a forgetful shinobi. What came next for him he was prepared for. One by one bandits came towards him, armored heavily. With ease he dodged them, but he could not dodge for long. Now they've read his movements and had caught on with him. It became harder for him to fend for himself. And he thought he was hallucinating as has flames shrouded him. His vision was weak and he grew ever so dizzy. His mind went blank has his body fell to the ground.

[hentai-heicho]

Carrying the unconscious human to the stream, he laid him down on soft moss. "He's relatively uninjured, just clearly exhausted. I'll let him rest, then send him on his way. Humans may be pathetic, but it's below me to ignore a creature in need." He then left him to rest, hunting down a doe to feed the human when he awoke.

By the time the human awoke, it was nearly dark, and Yuuto had lit a fire to cook the already cleaned deer, and keep him warm.

Sensing his return to consciousness, Yuuto shoved a flask of whiskey in his face, "Oi, human, drink up."

Leaving the flask, he went back to the fire, making sure the venison didn't burn. "You're lucky you aren't dead, you idiot. What were you thinking? Traveling unarmed? And a prince at that! Did your daddy never teach you how to defend yourself?"

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[Ashstar]

" I love you, you know that? You are my precious son--my one and only. Yes, I could not be at your side all this time-it pained me not to be-but look! You've grownup in such a small amount of time. A beautiful spawn of mine you've become indeed. Now that you have set your self free, there will be another time when I'll be needed. This is farewell, my boy. Promise me. Promise me that you will call upon me once again when the time comes. When that day comes, I will visit you in your dreams, like I always have. I love you, my son. Farewell

 

His vision was hazy and the crackling of fire was all he could hear. The smell of meat lingers in the air-someone is here. He opened his eyes and slowly sat up, only to have a jug of what smelled of whiskey shoved in is air. "Oi, human, drink up," a voice commanded. Masayuki glared up at a man: his hair was long and black and he wore dark blue. Masayuki tried to stand but to no avail. His head ached with nulling pain. "You're lucky you aren't dead, you idiot.what were you thinking? Traveling unarmed? And a prince at that! Did your daddy never teach you to defend?," the man scolded. Masayuki twinges, the memories of his 'home'--'his father' haunting him. " I could have handled it my self," Masayuki took a gulped down the whiskey, coughing it back up. That was the first time he had ever had whiskey let alone any alcohol. He throws the jug to the side scrunching his face in disgust. "As for my father," he continued,"no. Never mind. I have no father."

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[XiuLin]

 

Name: Ji Taku Yuu

Age:20

Personality: good natured, calm; relaxed.

Likes: to gaze at cherry blossoms, calm environments, nature.

Dislikes: loud places, immaturity, loud festivities.

 

Background:

Ji Taku Yuu, comes from a family of vagabonds who have countlessly traveled throughout Japan. After having a disagreement with his family, he began to travel alone, often visiting places where there are a lot of cherry blossoms...

 

After I read up on the current replies, I will post next in a attached updated post.

 

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Ji was traveling the forest at this late hour. He notices the smell and smoke of a camp fire up ahead of him. He calmly and slowly walks over to the small clearing that the camp was at. As he was making his way there, he catches in his hand a falling sakura flower. He then looks up at the tree he was under and decided to take his time to think back on the event that took place that started his travels. He decides to sit under neath the sakura tree, with his back against the trunk.

 

'If rumors of this forest stand, there is a dragon shifter claiming this forest as his or her's.' He thinks to himself as he looks up at the swaying branches of the tree.

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~Flash back~

 

The day of the disagreement happened so quickly to Ji. It was if a blur of words were spoken so quickly that he had to chose quickly what he would do after.

 

The disagreement was about how Ji wanted to stop traveling around without a purpose. He wanted to settle down, get a job, a family, and more. He also wanted to have a proper home. At least that's what he could remember clearly about his side of the argument.

 

During the words exchange, his parents were drinking and aggressive. He may have partake in a couple to few drinks himself. But he was so set in his own wants, that he was just about willing to risk his own family and burning that bridge for good. He knew he might not ever see his family again after the separation of ways, but he calmly had accepted the fact of his parents saying "Go away and don't ever find us. We're through with you Ji."

 

That had hurt him beyond words or actions. So that evening he had packed all his things. He had have secretly earned some silver and copper coins at odd jobs during the time he was traveling with family. So in the early morning hours of the next day and while his now so called "family" were sleeping, he left to start finding a place to call his home.

[hentai-heicho]

"Tch," the human had hardly spoken and he was pissing him off. "What the hell is this brat even thinking? Thinks he can run away all "rebellious" and diss his heritage like that?"

"We dragons were taught respect for our elders. You seem to me like a snot nosed brat, and I am already regretting helping you. I thought, for once, that a human might be worth saving, but I guess I have to be wrong once in my life."

He pushed a plate of venison on the kid's lap. "Eat up. I will help you till you can make it on your own, but no more." He huffed, walking to sit in the middle of the fire.

Letting the flames surround him, he breathed deeply, "This kid is annoying, but I'll manage."

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OOC(Hey guys, I think if we just tag the person who should respond to our reply, it'd make the character interactions more fluid)OOC

[Ashstar]

(Hai hai!)@hentai-heicho

 

"Tch," the stranger clicks his tongue,"we dragons were taught respect for our elders. You seem to me like a snot nosed brat, and I am already regretting helping you. I thought for once, that a human might be worth saving, but I guess I have to be wrong once in my life."

 

Masayuki took a brief moment to soak in the reality that the stranger was not human. But only for a brief moment. What bothered him was that the man thought of him as some spoiled kid but in truth, he was the one who never got presents. Never had a mother or a father to hug. He didn't even get to enjoy the luxuries of be a true prince. Yet this man; this stranger, was talking down upon him. The fires of rage burned ablaze as a plate of food was shoved onto his lap. "Eat up. I will help you till you can make it on your own, but no more." The man huffed and made comfort in sitting in the fire. Masayuki stared at his plate, fist clenching. He put the plate to the side and stood, bowing his head to hide his face which was flushed red with anger. " I don't want your help. You wouldn't understand what I had to go through. I don't want to tell you about it either. I will handle myself." Masayuki storms through a small clearing stopping to give the stranger one last glance before heading off. He quickens his pace. He wanted to escape this. All of it! He wanted it all to disappear!

 

Masayuki trips over what he thought could be a tree stem. Cherry blossoms gingerly fell to the ground, leaving from the branches of their trees. He gets up to examine what he had tripped over, only to find yet another long-haired man (Lin do you still need help posting your picture?). Masayuki lowers his gaze as his way of apologizing and stands. "Don't go to that camp. The guy there is a real douche bag," Masayuki continued his running. It hadn't taken long for night to befall and the camp fire was still to be seen in the distance. It was now that Masayuki knew that he hade made a mistake. He shouldn't have left. He didn't save any resources in order to take care of himself out here. Pride wounded, Masayuki trudged back to the camp with his head down. His stomach growled and begged to be fed.

[XiuLin]

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Ji snapped out of memory daze under the sakura tree when he felt a kick to the leg. He manages to open his eyes enough to see the other traveler tumble over him and onto the ground then get back up. The long haired other sat under the tree still just waiting. Eventually the one that had tumbled over him had walked back past him towards the camp. He gets up off the grass below the tree and dusts himself off. He then makes his way after the other towards the camp fire to check out this other person who perhaps owned the camp area.