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jigokulogs2022-05-19 05:10 pm
swordofhisou) wrote in jigokulogs2022-05-19 05:10 pm
Work Ethic (May Open Subplot/Event)
Who ⬤ Tenshi (swordofhisou) and you!
What ⬤ Subplot & General Content for the Month of May
When ⬤ Throughout the Month of May
Where ⬤ Various Locations
Content Warnings ⬤ Possible Hallucinations, Porno Mags, Possible Mild Violence, Mentions of Prostitution (but no actual prostitution)
1) Doing Her Job... (Non-subplot/event)
In theory? Tenshi was actually good at what she was doing. And what was she doing, you might be asking? She was standing inside of a brothel in a good quality dress that permitted freedom of movement. Her hands were resting on the pommel of a shinai whose blunted bamboo tip rested on the ground. She had a bored look on her face as she stood there, just quietly waiting. Yep, she'd pulled security duty at one of the low-rent houses of entertainment, which was pretty much just about the best job for someone with her skillset, particularly as it wasn't a place where trouble was likely to occur. She was just there to show that security was there, thus keeping the honest folks honest.
Of course, this translated to her being more than a little bored, so she had to stifle the occasional yawn, which got her a look from the madam and a shrug of sort of apology. She was still working on the whole atmosphere of professionalism thing. At the same time? Nobody was stopping her from talking, as long as she kept her eyes on things, so ... feel free to come pester her. It would at least keep her day from complete monotony.
2) Turf Wars (Event-Related/possible violence)
Here she was, in the tunnels again. She was actually trying to keep quiet about it. Trying was the operative word. She had a proper sword, mostly because you didn't send someone down into this without actually arming them, not that she was actually planning on bringing the edge to bear. Yes, she enjoyed a good scrap, but she was pushing into Shuten turf right now and, after getting her ass handed to her by some jerk named Izo, she might have become more than a little aware of her own current mortality. It was shameful, but that wasn't about to stop her from participating in the only interesting thing going on right now.
She glanced over at her partner and whispered. "You plant the thing. I'm going to keep a look out." Of course, whether or not planting traps deeper into Shuten territory was actually going to help the turf war remained to be seen, as did whether she could do it successfully or not.
(OOC: Open to any faction here, though Tamamo obviously makes sense. Shuten is viable too, if you want a rumble. I'd prefer it be to only moderate injuries and one faction beating a retreat however.)
3) End of The Snipe Hunt (Sub-Plot Related)/Freaking out over a porno magazine.
"Oh you have GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!?" she was shrieking at the top of her lungs, staring at the cover of a magazine with the most positively affronted look on her face. She had been at this for hours. She'd done favors she didn't want to talk about. She looked sweaty, tired and irritated, all wrapped up into one, and she was probably in debt to some freaking Zashiki Warashi a district over just to finish the job, but at this point? She had it in her hands, and she looked about ready to tear it up.
"I want to beat that little pervert senseless!" What the hell was so important about the magazine? Don't worry. It was really stupid.
4) Collecting Trouble (Plot-Relevent)
She'd been staring at the Haniwa like a starving soul at a buffet for the last week, poking at them only to have visions of haniwa faces dance in her dreams every night. It was starting to piss her off, and at this point she was finally done with it.
"Whoever is behind this? They're taking their dear sweet time with this plot of theirs and it's pissing me off," she said as she reached down to grab one of them. "Fine, let's start poking the badger and see if we can drag this tanuki or whatever out of hiding? You in? Collect as many of these as we can and give 'em to the Enma? Don't care if they reward me. I wanna piss off whoever put these here so we get to the next stage of this fight. This one's already getting boring."
...uh... k, their face currently looked like a haniwa to her, but she was coping. Whatever. Stupid dolls.
Wildcard)
Go for it. Whatever you please. No major harm, and if you're wanting anything specific outside of the norm, just send me a PM first.
swordofhisou) and you!What ⬤ Subplot & General Content for the Month of May
When ⬤ Throughout the Month of May
Where ⬤ Various Locations
Content Warnings ⬤ Possible Hallucinations, Porno Mags, Possible Mild Violence, Mentions of Prostitution (but no actual prostitution)
1) Doing Her Job... (Non-subplot/event)
In theory? Tenshi was actually good at what she was doing. And what was she doing, you might be asking? She was standing inside of a brothel in a good quality dress that permitted freedom of movement. Her hands were resting on the pommel of a shinai whose blunted bamboo tip rested on the ground. She had a bored look on her face as she stood there, just quietly waiting. Yep, she'd pulled security duty at one of the low-rent houses of entertainment, which was pretty much just about the best job for someone with her skillset, particularly as it wasn't a place where trouble was likely to occur. She was just there to show that security was there, thus keeping the honest folks honest.
Of course, this translated to her being more than a little bored, so she had to stifle the occasional yawn, which got her a look from the madam and a shrug of sort of apology. She was still working on the whole atmosphere of professionalism thing. At the same time? Nobody was stopping her from talking, as long as she kept her eyes on things, so ... feel free to come pester her. It would at least keep her day from complete monotony.
2) Turf Wars (Event-Related/possible violence)
Here she was, in the tunnels again. She was actually trying to keep quiet about it. Trying was the operative word. She had a proper sword, mostly because you didn't send someone down into this without actually arming them, not that she was actually planning on bringing the edge to bear. Yes, she enjoyed a good scrap, but she was pushing into Shuten turf right now and, after getting her ass handed to her by some jerk named Izo, she might have become more than a little aware of her own current mortality. It was shameful, but that wasn't about to stop her from participating in the only interesting thing going on right now.
She glanced over at her partner and whispered. "You plant the thing. I'm going to keep a look out." Of course, whether or not planting traps deeper into Shuten territory was actually going to help the turf war remained to be seen, as did whether she could do it successfully or not.
(OOC: Open to any faction here, though Tamamo obviously makes sense. Shuten is viable too, if you want a rumble. I'd prefer it be to only moderate injuries and one faction beating a retreat however.)
3) End of The Snipe Hunt (Sub-Plot Related)/Freaking out over a porno magazine.
"Oh you have GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!?" she was shrieking at the top of her lungs, staring at the cover of a magazine with the most positively affronted look on her face. She had been at this for hours. She'd done favors she didn't want to talk about. She looked sweaty, tired and irritated, all wrapped up into one, and she was probably in debt to some freaking Zashiki Warashi a district over just to finish the job, but at this point? She had it in her hands, and she looked about ready to tear it up.
"I want to beat that little pervert senseless!" What the hell was so important about the magazine? Don't worry. It was really stupid.
4) Collecting Trouble (Plot-Relevent)
She'd been staring at the Haniwa like a starving soul at a buffet for the last week, poking at them only to have visions of haniwa faces dance in her dreams every night. It was starting to piss her off, and at this point she was finally done with it.
"Whoever is behind this? They're taking their dear sweet time with this plot of theirs and it's pissing me off," she said as she reached down to grab one of them. "Fine, let's start poking the badger and see if we can drag this tanuki or whatever out of hiding? You in? Collect as many of these as we can and give 'em to the Enma? Don't care if they reward me. I wanna piss off whoever put these here so we get to the next stage of this fight. This one's already getting boring."
...uh... k, their face currently looked like a haniwa to her, but she was coping. Whatever. Stupid dolls.
Wildcard)
Go for it. Whatever you please. No major harm, and if you're wanting anything specific outside of the norm, just send me a PM first.
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"What's wrong?"
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'Millions of Peaches' the title read.
"This! This effrontery is what I spent all day getting for some perverted youkai! Can you believe this?" It's just a peach, tenshi. Oh right. She's wearing one on her hat isn't she? Maybe she loves fruit?
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"That... Why would the yokai need you to get that?"
He's so confused. So confused. It looks like porn, but also... Weird porn.
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"But why a peach? Do they know just how embarrassing and sacrilegious that is?!?" Uh, most people probably wouldn't until they found out just how much Celestials liked peaches apparently.
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She's not.
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"Want to check if you're in it then?"
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And proceeded frown. "What the heck is this? This isn't celestials. It's a whole of pictures of people's butts?!?" Nope, absolutely did not get it.
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"That makes sense, peaches do look like people's behinds."
Except peaches are a bit more tasteful.
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Her jaw dropped and she stared at him. Closing the magazine, she looked at it, and finally she saw it. Her eyes widened and then she just looked a little offended.
"Ugh, that is so perverted. They're a sacred food where I come from. The peaches of immortality. Baaaah. I'd kick his butt for this, but I have to finish this stupid job."
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"Everything changes depending on where you are; and a job well done is worth it."
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No more peaches and butts.
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(OOC: I think it's a good place to wrap. I need to remember to throw her at poor Sasuke at the festival!)