1 Misadventures of a sleep over (Yokai obstacle course.) Sat Oct 07, 2017 8:17 pm
Sero
S-rank
Sero had awoken in this place. This strange place and yet it was so familiar. His grey eyes had shifted to watch a catfish swim across the sky and he would narrow his gaze. Oh yes he knew this place very well. It was a place he had drawn blade and blood in before. The village of Yokai had come once more and seemed interested in him again. He would need to provide instruction to them once more of what a true monster was. Oh how they delighted in his aura though. Critters of varying size shifted and whispered as they gazed at him. The Dread lord had returned. A man so like a demon he belonged in this realm more so than he did in the human world. So cold and deadly he was the boogeyman of the world he lived in. He held rage and fear in each hand and toyed with them with those that would challenge him. Yet they knew he would not remain. He was visiting and they would be entertained by it. He didn't mind though. He was last years champion here. It didn't matter if they wished for him to repeat the process. He refused to lose a challenge.
He had risen from his place of arrival in dark, coal colored robes. Almost oily on the surface. When he shifted it seemed like fluid moving along to the walking path into the area. Shifting between Yokai and human alike in a black blur. Pressure shifting between them almost suffocating those who drew too close in a sense that something had clamped its jaws over their wind pipe and held on for a moment. Even the demons, the weaker among them would sweat and stare after him. If he were hunting something it was his to claim. Still he would draw closer to a particular challenge area. A small crowd had gathered for one challenge to take a peek at their might and tactical awareness. Or so the announcer was saying. Tickets were being drawn by nine other fairly large men when a shadow slipped among them. Those acting tough straightened up a little more while at the same time doubt entered all their eyes. Still it was a nice mixture of Yokai and humans. Each eager to prove themselves superior and already selecting targets and tactics. Only off to the side did Sero stand with a ticket pinched between blackened nails so akin to claws. White hair shifting about him as he examined the thin blue paper.
He had risen from his place of arrival in dark, coal colored robes. Almost oily on the surface. When he shifted it seemed like fluid moving along to the walking path into the area. Shifting between Yokai and human alike in a black blur. Pressure shifting between them almost suffocating those who drew too close in a sense that something had clamped its jaws over their wind pipe and held on for a moment. Even the demons, the weaker among them would sweat and stare after him. If he were hunting something it was his to claim. Still he would draw closer to a particular challenge area. A small crowd had gathered for one challenge to take a peek at their might and tactical awareness. Or so the announcer was saying. Tickets were being drawn by nine other fairly large men when a shadow slipped among them. Those acting tough straightened up a little more while at the same time doubt entered all their eyes. Still it was a nice mixture of Yokai and humans. Each eager to prove themselves superior and already selecting targets and tactics. Only off to the side did Sero stand with a ticket pinched between blackened nails so akin to claws. White hair shifting about him as he examined the thin blue paper.