GOD, tomoe ★

[TOMOE]

[bg=#f2f2f2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center,true][atrb=width,550,true] TOMOE; GOD male - five hundred & forty - heterosexual - inugami - north dreaming of the way it used to be can you here me? LET'S HOPE YOU HAVE A PERSONALITY! Tomoe is an Inugami, literally translating to ‘Dog Spirit” and has retreated to the forest threshold in the North for the majority of his re-embodiment. They are occasionally mistaken for familiar spirits and are not entirely dissimilar but they are a higher being then them. Having formerly despised all things human and related affiliated entities, Tomoe has become marginally more tolerant where they are concerned. While he does not hold them in any great regard and finds them to be no less annoying then they were five centuries ago, he has come to learn that not every one of their kind are insufferable cowards and detestable who’s only reason for being is to destroy their habitat. Over the years of governing in the mountains of the North the canine god has enjoyed his solitude and has gained a calmness and composure he could not have achieved had he chosen to remain in the ever-changing city. He is level-headed, remaining pragmatic in the face of adversity and offering guidance and advice readily and willingly to those who ask for it. However, he is a very solitary individual, choosing not to make lasting relationships and those that he has made have a clearly drawn line that is not to be crossed. Above all else he fears the sadness that his death and the death of the human who changed his perspective and never wishes to repeat it. That being said he is not an overly gregarious individual, liking the quiet over the crowd that some prefer. Tomoe still retains some of his surliness and can come off as brash or grumpy, an inadvertent norm. Surprisingly enough he can get easily flustered, distracted and if he isn't thinking properly end up showing an interestingly tender side that just want to be cuddled and played with. He shifts between three forms, a human for (not very often to be honest), his former Shiba Inu form and a massive version of the previous form. YOU GOTTA COME FROM SOMEWHERE! It felt like an atrociously long time since the incident happened but the intensity of that time, those precious, fleeting years, remains alive even the century he lives in now. Tomoe, unlike other Gods of Hisoka, did not originate as a God and was born a mortal. In fact, he hadn’t even been human at the time and was nothing but a scraggly mutt living on the impoverished streets of the island, filching food from garbage’s and hunting rodents to survive. His trust in humans had hit an all time low, having suffered the loneliness that came with being cast out and scorned whenever he tried to reiterate his presence among them, Tomoe had stopped trying to understand the bipeds that ruled his world. He loathed them with a passion and as the society found its financial footing, bringing all manners of new sectors into being, the dog that he was remained on its outskirts, seething. So sure that he would die hating humans, Tomoe found himself wandering aimlessly onto the palace grounds where the royal family resided. He had no concepts of royalty other than the gods so naturally had no heed of them. They were simply flashier humans then those in the town and cities but still humans who would chase him off once he’d overstayed his welcome. Interestingly enough a young woman, handmaiden to the queen, managed to change his entire outlook. It had started at her glimpsing him prowling around, skittishly avoiding contact with everyone and sneaking food from their waste receptacles. Gradually he began to find food, fresh food no less, being laid out for him every few days. Never one to pass up unoccupied morsels he’d eat them without ever thinking that it was an act of kindness until the day that along with his food he saw the girl peeking at him. He hadn’t approached at first but hunger got the better of him and he ate in her presence and soon it began a regular thing. She never touched him. Whether because he was a dirty mutt or because he wouldn’t have allowed it, the young woman kept a respectable but friendly distance from him and talked to him. She told him of her troubles, her worries, her fears, her complaints, even gave him his name and gave him back a little of his faith in people. But sadly their friendship did not last very long for in the summer, radicals against the royal family set fire to a portion of the palace. The woman wasn’t inside but entered the blazing building to retrieve the Queen who was trapped within. The Queen was ushered out by those in her attendance, a fact that the woman hadn’t known and Tomoe rushed in to try and save her. He found her passed out on the staircase and limp. Despite his best efforts he couldn’t pull her to safety, too small to do anything for her. He stayed beside her in the inferno, barking and praying for help that never did come. He awakened immediately, or so it felt. For a while he hadn’t even known he had died. It was only after seeing the scorched sector of the palace that his previous life flooded back to him and a great sadness filled his reformed soul. For months he wandered the grounds, deluding himself that it hadn’t happened, that the girl was alive and would come and feed him and keep him company. But three years past of this routine and she never did reappear. Having to come to terms with her death he retreated to the mountains for a long portion of his new life, watching over travelers and the forest that he made his home. IT'S ALL ABOUT THE PAPERWORK! NICKNAME: SYNCHRONICITY OTHER ACCOUNTS: KYOYA TAKUEICHI FACECLAIM: KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN; TSUNAYOSHI SAWADA YOUR APPLICATION STATUS IS

[NATSU]

d'ohmaigawdcuuuute. <3 seriously. Tomoe's freaking adorable. his background history's awesome and very nicely written. good job, son, papa's proud. 8)b