Carving our way (Substories) (Open)

[bananaoni]

Who ⬤ Ibaraki and YOU
What ⬤ Substories
When ⬤ Early September
Where ⬤ Wasteland, and most of everywhere else
Content Warnings ⬤ Alcohol consumption, violence, burning things and people down to nothing, a disturbing lack of macarons

I – Drifter Grifter

[Ibaraki doesn’t care for this person. She doesn’t believe his words, anyone saying that they want something in return for important information is a liar. More so when they frame it as hospitality. The Leader of All Oni knows that much at least! But there is a bounty on his hide now, thanks to his lies.

And that money could go a good long way in reaching the Iron Bear. Ibaraki wasn’t certain what she would do or say once she found him. Maybe drag his sorry ass out of whatever desert hole he was hiding in and then…

She didn’t know. A reunion? That failed with Toraguma and his jolly, blue butt. Maybe Ibaraki was just a tiny bit at fault there, but really it was all his doing!

There was just a smidge of annoyance being felt as she tracked the scammer through the streets. Just follow the angry fools who thought they had something. She was going at this one alone really, the less hands to take the cash prize, the better in this case. Ah- right, he should be right around here. A regular townhouse near the edge of Shuten territory.

Most likely he was looking to head towards another clan’s holdings after things had gotten to hot for him here.]

Hmph, but there will be nowhere he can run from me.

[Oni gonna oni.]

II – Dogged the Bounty Hunters

[IBARAKI DID NOT CARE FOR THESE SMALL FRY THAT STOOD IN HER WAY!!!!

Really, she didn’t and they’re annoying and really rustling her jimmies. She doesn’t care about the stupid bounty or whatever, she doesn’t care about some dog’s daughter or whatever. Even if she is cute and would make a fine gift to Shuten. No, her whole headspace was no preoccupied with getting to the Iron Bear.

Apparently, that also meant completely blasting her way past a group of dummies that thought they would get in her way.

Thought.

The land around her was glass, cracked and broken. Hardened bubbles rising from the surroundings along with smoke, and ash, and embers flittering in the air. All as if some intense storm of heat had torn through the area. Incinerating, obliterating all that was caught in it’s angry, hate-filled violence. The heat remained stifling, the smoke was choking and eye watering.

Alongside the sickening smell of... something else. Something vaguely familiar. Something stomach churning.

Somewhere, mingled among blackened, scarred earth, were a few dark stains in vaguely recognizable shapes. A few were not stains.

They were not pleasant to look at.

They were not things a person should see.

They were people.

Avert. Your. Eyes.

For they have none.

Ibaraki didn’t care, they were in the way of her goal. She wouldn’t mess this one up. Shuten had brought this to her. Shuten wanted a reunion as well. Ibaraki would oblige. Tamamo, Sutoku, Enma, even fellow clan members or unaffiliated persons. She wouldn’t tolerate them in her way.

In her way-]

...

[All three, unnatural, monstrous eyes turn towards you. An unsettling glow behind them in the weird light and heat.

Oni gonna oni.]

III – Drinking (Non-Substories)

Buahaha~! Another, bring me another!

[She laughed, hooted and giggled as she threw back a mug of cold, delicious, frothy beer. It didn’t have the same delicacy or floral sweetness as sake. But it is filling! Cool, and she did like the frothy head.

Perfect for a warm night of hedonism and mischief! She grabbed a handful of beer nuts and shoveled them into her mouth happily. Who knew where this night would lead? Hopefully somewhere good, preferably with more wine, women, song and food!]

Gwahahaha! Umu! It’s good to be the leader of all oni!

[Oni. Gonna. Oni.]

[WILDCARD]

[If none of the above jive with you feel free to through a surprise my way, or check out my ooc post here]