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a strange woman of even stranger affiliation walked the word without knowing her actions once again caused the death of the innocent. Really, it was his fault for sharing the timeline with her. If he hadn’t, well, he wouldn’t have fell victim as collateral damage to her curse of wreaking unfortunate havoc.

“Oro-Oro you copycat!” complained Hina, who died not even a year before.

The Last Will and Testament of Seiryū Hina. Ohayo minasan, I'm sorry we could not spend more time together slaying kegare and gambling our mon away. Please know, it was the time of my life to get to know you all, and to be your sister and friend. Whatever happened to me was most likely a long time coming, yet I find myself not regretting a single thing. Please do not mourn me, instead translate this negative emotion you may feel, or positive, depending on who you are, into neutral WORKING energy. My last wish, is to keep my best-friend portraits on the wall of my sushi spot. “A life without an honorable death is wasted!” (Uncle O, Little Pink Book, #12). As always.. . HAGANEKI BANKAI!! GLORY TO KURAI-KUNI, AND SHUGO-HONMA. MAY THE THUNDER OF GORO-GORO BLESS YOU ALL. A series of personal letters would fly to their respective recipients: To Seiryū Taigen: To Seiryū Chiharu, Mitsuhide and Suzume To Hirano Haruhi, Tanoshi Kanade, and Kato Koukai To Dokumaru: To Holly: To Auntie A: To Andromede: To Squad Seven, Hirano Jiro, Tsukinomiya Mikaze To Shugo Botsugo: OOC: Being able to find a community as tight-knit as Kurai-kuni and being able to lead as an Onna-Musha has been a great ride. Thank you all, i'll see you around buddies

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IGN: brappah @HugoAntero Name: Yasu-Tori Honma Botsugo Age: 130 Gender: Male The team you’re playing for: Himself Interests: Bushido, grub-bucket, dragon dronez, Shugo, kami-katsu Extra info:

"HEINRIK DOK-SEO!!!!" The Toad, Seiryu Hina screamed from her compound's launch pad into the oceans below. She shook her fist, composure lost for the moment. "I will visit, and I will finish you - IN HELL!" She felt no sympathy for this man's demise, for she had so previously offered her olive branch forward, and what did she get in return? Sudden betrayal, and a list of issues. As she screamed into the abyss, some peasant looked onto her with a mixture of both pity and fear for the geriatric.

The Toad of the Shugonate sat low ad-mist the flowing rice-fields of the Kurai-Kuni countryside. Hands wafted through the strong lushes of green, as a lone trail of smoke billowed from her cigarette. In all honestly, she hadn't known Iwane well, besides the collective missions she found find herself on alongside her fellow herald. Nevertheless, he was her brother in ash, her kin in clan, and she would mourn him properly. She pondered, for many moons ago, she was told a Herald found his asioth doing the seemingly simplest of things: farming. She too hoped she could find her own before her time was up. Her neck inclined upwards, a lazy gaze up to the sky an uttered a small phrase: "Where are you Iwane?"

The gray toad Onna-Musha, Seiryu Hina seemed extra excited for her favorite grand-daughter's wedding. So excited, that this was the first wedding she actually planned to attend without backing-out last minute. She pondered on a great gift for the soon to be newly-weds.

all things written in the post are real irp things. the reply itself was a little lax as a placeholder for something better when i was feeling up to it, but not racist intended. TBH if you have a problem you can speak to me about it directly.

Hina felt really sad about hearing Raiden's demise, though she also felt proud that he went out suicide bomber Uncle O style; every oyashiman's dream death. The Onna-Musha proceeded to collect the leftover oil from her sushi shop's grease trap and placed it in a container as an offering to his departed spirit.

Hina got turned into a toad and her son made a pond for her to live in. the way she returned to being human was by making a collection of poetry and showing it to one of the people who turned her into one