Wuppo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114 
Physical Description: "The citizens of Tamatoshi Bay would lay eyes on Wuppo, a 10-foot tall ogre, dirty with grime and what was probably dried blood. The giant's black beard was messily braided and twisted into two strands that hung from his chin, and the hair atop his head tied into a somewhat familiar but not entirely correct topknot."
Registered: Jun 20, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -8
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Post by Wuppo on Nov 21, 2018 11:41:59 GMT -8
Wuppo's style of fighting stood in stark contrast to the well-trained warriors that made up the initial military formations of the battle. Wuppo's effectiveness in combat hinged almost entirely on his size and strength, and a brutality that had gotten the otherwise unassuming ogre the reputation of being a demon. Wuppo's first target was a single mounted attacker from the front line. Wuppo used one hand to thrust his club at the soldier's torso as one would use a spear, which drove the blunt end of his spiked tetsubo into the man's chest with great force. The man was sent flying backwards off of his forward-moving horse as if he'd been blown off of it by an explosion. The soldier's lacquered armor plates might have kept him relatively safe from knives, swords, and perhaps even arrows if he was extremely lucky, but it would do nothing to protect his ribs and vital organs from being crushed by Wuppo. If the rider wasn't going to be much good in this fight anymore.
Wuppo's next target was a soldier that looked as if he were going to pass just out of Wuppo's reach on his left side, but Wuppo lunged and managed to grab the man's torso with his unoccupied left hand. He lifted the soldier off of his feet, and kept him firmly in his grasp as he looked to his right, looking as if he were going to bash another attacker. It was then that Wuppo felt a sharp pain in his left hand. Wuppo roared, and turned to see the soldier jabbing at his hand with a small blade. The man's attempt to make the ogre drop him only resulted in Wuppo gripping him tighter. Enraged, Wuppo lifted the man above his head, and slammed him to the ground in front of him, where the man bounced like a ragdoll off of the hard-packed earth. Wuppo lifted his foot, and stomped on the man with his heel.
"SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!" Wuppo's voice boomed each time he brought down his weight onto the person under his foot. Wuppo bent, and once again picked up the soldier in his left hand - now a bloody wreck.
Perhaps it was complete happenstance, but Wuppo laid eyes on the next target in what appeared to be a quest to bludgeon an army to death one soldier at a time - that target was Ushioni. Wuppo ran towards the warrior, and flung the deformed carnage that use to be a person at him. It seemed that Wuppo was willing to use just about anything as a weapon, even the people around him.
Attacking Ushioni: De6pryF21-201-20
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Shogun's Army NPCs
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Physical Description: Various people who belong to the Shogun's Army but who aren't important enough to deserve their own accounts.
Clothes and Equipment: Probably carrying a crest of the Shogun, wearing armour and carrying weapons.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Oct 28, 2018 12:51:11 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun's Army NPCs on Nov 22, 2018 11:58:50 GMT -8
Ushioni was happy to be fighting at the side of his brother, and took a few shots with his formidable bow into the host of Hizashi soldiers, before one of his men riding ahead was suddenly flung back off his horse, his chest plate caved and blood bubbling from his mouth. He was barely able to breathe and his eyes rolled as Ushioni dismounted to catch the young samurai and lay him down. "What happened?" It was too late for the young man, and Ushioni followed the direction of his stare, to see a monstrous figure, an *oni* smashing men up with a giant tetsubo and not only that but his hands and feet. Ushioni put his bow to his back and drew out his nodachi. Here was an opponent for him. "An oni for an oni," he bellowed and gave a great laugh.
Rushing forward, he didn't expect the ogre to throw a mutilated corpse at him as he ran in, and although he managed to cleave it in two with his huge sword, he was caught in the shoulder by a piece of twisted metal that may once have been the man's helmet.
Defence: aVVct7yP1-20
Ushioni ran towards Wuppo, a bull rush. Seeing such a large opponent bearing down on them would likely be enough to freeze most humans in terror, but an ogre was a different prospect. Perhaps Ushioni was not a match for Wuppo in size and strength but he certainly seemed determined as he raised his nodachi above his head to strike at Wuppo's unarmoured tetsubo-wielding arm.
Attack: 1-201-20·1-20
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Wuppo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Physical Description: "The citizens of Tamatoshi Bay would lay eyes on Wuppo, a 10-foot tall ogre, dirty with grime and what was probably dried blood. The giant's black beard was messily braided and twisted into two strands that hung from his chin, and the hair atop his head tied into a somewhat familiar but not entirely correct topknot."
Registered: Jun 20, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -8
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Post by Wuppo on Nov 22, 2018 12:47:53 GMT -8
Defense vs Joji: gxnwf25F1-20
Ushioni Joji was large, at least compared to the humans in Tawakoshi, and well-trained to boot, but attacking something like Wuppo wasn't something the warriors of Tawakoshi trained for regularly - or even simulate. The man holding his sword above his head and swinging at Wuppo's arm (also above his head) would make for an awkward strike at best. Wuppo pulled his arm up and away from the swipe as he attempted to move to his left (and in theory out of the way of the blade), but the sword still connected and slashed his arm between his elbow and shoulder. It was a wound that would need tending to, but in no way would deter the rampaging ogre from continuing the fight. His arm already raised, and Joji well inside of Wuppo's long striking distance, Wuppo brought his club down on the human. Wuppo swung his tetsubo in a downward motion diagonally from his left to his right, seeking to drive the man sideways into the dirt.
Attacking Joji: 1-201-20·1-20
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 22, 2018 13:33:38 GMT -8
The first volley of arrows had taken out quite a number of General Oguro’s men, helped by their elevated position, and Kojuro watched his spearmen and samurai begin to engage in the melee with Suezo’s men. As he watched, he caught Suezo Oguro himself looking straight towards him and for a brief moment he felt that their eyes had met, and as he turned away to call out orders, he heard Oguro’s voice yell his name. It was him, personally, that Suezo wanted, yet so many had placed their lives between the two men. As Kojuro, it hardly sat right to let them do so, but as Lord Hizashi, it was necessary and proper.
On Kojuro’s orders the Hizashi forces stopped advancing to engage the Shogunate forces and instead take a more defensive semi circular formation, taking more advantage of the terrain and forcing Oguro’s men and horses to climb the hill towards them. Their wall of defence was solid, backed up by flanking archers, and spearmen. Those already engaged continued to beat down their foes, and groups of spearmen and lone mounted samurai chased down those who had broken through the Hizashi lines already. Kojuro had to keep an overview of the battle, but he noted that Yasuke and Wuppo had both found opponents to keep them busy, neither of which seemed to be troubling them too much.
Defence: qf_hzu3y1-20
Attack: 1-201-20·1-20
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Shogun's Army NPCs
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Physical Description: Various people who belong to the Shogun's Army but who aren't important enough to deserve their own accounts.
Clothes and Equipment: Probably carrying a crest of the Shogun, wearing armour and carrying weapons.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Oct 28, 2018 12:51:11 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun's Army NPCs on Nov 22, 2018 13:54:50 GMT -8
Chiyome vs Yasuke
Chiyome smirked, enjoying the banter. "It's hot. Very hot. Ever burned anybody alive? Heard the screams? Tens of thousands of times hotter than that, flames white like the petals of a lotus, and the screams an eternal symphony of agony and remorse!" She laughed. So many different hells but that one had to be her favourite. How creative were the gods! She was still laughing when Yasuke's spear penetrated through the whirling naginata blade. It caught her in the shoulder and felled her from her horse in one movement. She landed on the ground, the spear still stuck into her flesh. She seemed to be shaking, and as she lifted her head towards Yasuke he could see that she was still laughing - uncontrollably, maniacally. She took hold of the spear, grabbed it with both hands and pulled it free with a small grunt and a gout of blood. "I can hear them down there..." she hissed. "They want company. None of them ever touched a man while they were alive. So pure, so virtuous. You can be sure they want you now, when there's nothing left to lose." She struggled to get to her feet but slipped in the mud churned up by the horses' hooves. "I have to send a man down there for every woman, it's only fair." She let go of Yasuke's spear, tossing it vaguely in his direction, but it wasn't even pointy end first.
Defence:q0fmb_AT1-20
Attack: 1-20
Ushioni vs Wuppo
Joji was not prepared for the resistance that his blade met as hit ogre flesh. Not just larger in size, but strong and tough was this creature. He wondered, for a moment, if this was how a normal man felt when facing him. Still, he was undetered and stood strong in front of the ogre. As the tetsubo came towards him, Joji stepped inwards, raising his sword to intercept the oni's arm with his blade as he brought the club to bear, but the ogre's speed was impressive. The tetsubo caught him in the side of his huge barrel chest knocking him almost to the ground. He caught his fall on his elbow and knee. He could still breathe, but painfully. That club had most certainly taken out a few ribs at least. He looked up the beast, set his face in stoic frown and declared himself. This mighty opponent deserved that respect at least, even if it was more animal than human. "Oguro Joji known as Ushioni, captain of the Shogunate Army, is your opponent! Let us fight with honour, beast!" he declared. He struggled to get to his feet, and when he did, the nodachi seemed more unsteady in his hands. Still, he thrust the sword forward towards the ogre's belly.
Defence: 1-20
Attack: 1-201-20·1-20·1-20·1-20
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Nov 25, 2018 6:48:44 GMT -8
That last spear had gotten her good in her shoulder it seemed, but the lunatic still stood and rambled on in front of him.
"No I never burned anyone, but I need to put it on my list." Yasuke said and rubbed his chin. "However if this next spear gets you good, I would indirectly be burning you right? You think I'd be able to hear you all the way up hear when you scream in hell?" Yasuke asked with a wry smile. With what looked like a combination of spite and determination Chiyome had dislodged his spear from her shoulder and angrily threw it at Yasuke. He didn't even assume a defensive stance - he didn't need to as it hit far from him.
Instead he settled his own spear in his hand and took aim with a narrow gaze.
"Who know maybe the gods have other plans for you? Maybe your destiny is to live out the rest of eternity as a soul in a small dark room all by yourself." he said and shrugged as he promptly launched his spear towards her - aimed for the heart - as the battlefield yielded no mercy for men nor women. "Send me a letter when you find out!"
Attack
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Defense
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Renzo Uehara
Established
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: 27
Physical Description: A rather atypical ronin mercenary, Renzo wears his silky black hair long and flowing, and dresses in bold, rather ostentatious and luxurious clothing. He cultivates the appearance of a courtier, which is only enhanced by his good manners and fluid movements. He smiles too much to be entirely respectful.
~oOo~
Clothes and Equipment: Renzo’s primary weapon, "Tsujikaze" is a double-ended kusarigama with a sickle at both ends of the chain. Each sickle blade is kept hidden inside the handle when not in use, but can pop out via a hidden mechanism. The blades are about as long as his forearm, and rather than being standard farm tools have been manufactured in the same way as a sword from a master smith. Renzo also carries a daisho as a mark of his samurai status.
~oOo~
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Apr 17, 2018 7:28:39 GMT -8
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Post by Renzo Uehara on Nov 25, 2018 8:35:48 GMT -8
Magic… it seemed no matter how many times he told the Shogun that his abilities were skill alone, that word kept rearing its ugly head. Still, he accepted the general’s order with a graceful nod.
The Hizashi defence looked to be very strong, he noted as the samurai threw themselves against against it, and perhaps it was time to break out the “magic” after all, though it seemed a vulgar way indeed to refer to the spiritual power of Fenghuang. Looking up, Renzo noted the brute that Suezo meant to sic him upon. A monster indeed, his enormous strength was enough to kill with a swipe of his fist. He would need to stay out of range of that tetsubo. But it seemed as though he already had an opponent, in the form of Suezo Oguro’s big little brother.
“Tch!” It was a long way over there, and likely the proud Ushioni would have found a glorious samurai death before he arrived. Still, Renzo made haste to intercept it as quickly as possible. Fenghuang lent him speed, but right now he was still among the Hizashi forces. Feeling he would be more manoeuvrable on foot, he urged his horse on into a group of soldiers, and dismounted, running at odds to the direction the horse went, letting it serve as a distraction.
His whirling kusarigamas became a blur, sharpened by the Fenghuang to a level no master swordsmith could achieve, and, as he went, trailing fire. The chains burned where they caught a man’s limb, and the sickles seemed to slice through armour as though melting it as they passed. Hizashi men cried out and fell before him as he sliced a swathe through them. No soldier of the Hizashi managed to get close to touching Renzo, and when the amassed troops became too solid for him to fight his way through, Fenghuang’s power let him leap from a horseback here to a jutting rock here, as he darted over them, heading towards the ogre, evading the spears and arrows as he went, fire and sparks spitting out behind him.
defence: rblqgqdO1-20
attack: 1-201-20·1-20
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Wuppo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Physical Description: "The citizens of Tamatoshi Bay would lay eyes on Wuppo, a 10-foot tall ogre, dirty with grime and what was probably dried blood. The giant's black beard was messily braided and twisted into two strands that hung from his chin, and the hair atop his head tied into a somewhat familiar but not entirely correct topknot."
Registered: Jun 20, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -8
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Post by Wuppo on Nov 25, 2018 14:54:06 GMT -8
Any other time, Wuppo might have found this an extremely odd time for introductions. If two people were fighting, it seemed that them exchanging names and other pleasantries would be entirely senseless, as one of them would certainly be at the very end of their life at the hands of the other - and thus it didn't matter what their name was anymore. It wouldn't change the outcome. There would be one winner, and the loser wouldn't care anymore either way. Perhaps if the ogre that was normally unassuming, and curious of his surroundings were present, these were thoughts he might have had. But that part of Wuppo was buried in battle. The beast that stood before Joji now cared so precious little for trying to understand something like honor in battle, and so much more for the complete destruction of its enemies. The part of Wuppo so eager to learn was entirely eclipsed by the animal that was only spoken about in whispers around campfires. The devil didn't care what Joji's name was, only that the human was shuttled off this mortal coil before it moved on to the next person.
As the presumably dazed and wounded Joji lunged forward to stab at Wuppo's middle, Wuppo moved to his right, avoiding the strike. Wuppo reached down with his left hand, and grabbed for Joji's arms as they held the sword, his giant hand easily wrapping around both of the man's forearms. Wuppo dropped his tetsubo out of his right hand, and clenched his gloved fingers together into a hard fist. Joji's want for an honorable fight was met with a savage fist to the side of the helmet at a slightly downward angle, which would potentially whip the man's head back and to his right violently. Wuppo would attempt to hit the man again, and again, trying to drive his fist into the metal of Joji's helmet, bashing it in with his fist before finally letting go of the man's arms.
Defense vs Joji: K9Fgmgc|1-20
Attacking Joji: 1-201-20·1-20
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Shogun's Army NPCs
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Physical Description: Various people who belong to the Shogun's Army but who aren't important enough to deserve their own accounts.
Clothes and Equipment: Probably carrying a crest of the Shogun, wearing armour and carrying weapons.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Oct 28, 2018 12:51:11 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun's Army NPCs on Nov 28, 2018 12:32:55 GMT -8
There was no way that Chiyome could avoid the inevitable. She half struggled to her feet before the flying spear found its way to her heart, impaling her through the chest and flinging her back to the rocky ground. “Whatever their plans…” she made a horrible sound halfway between a laugh and a groan of pain, “I’m ready … ”
Nothing the Kings of Hell could have in store could be worse than the Shogun’s dungeons. She couldn't say that she didn’t really deserve either. She just happened to enjoy those things that the gods found distasteful, worthy of punishment. It wasn’t like she didn’t know where she could have ended up. Years of listening to nuns chanting sutras, chanting them herself. Reading the words of the holy teachers in the temples’ books; the abbess’s ever kindly face urging her to acts of compassion and goodness, humility.
All the while, the visions of hell circled through Chiyome’s mind. The Hell of Ever Burning, The Hell of Starving Ghosts, The Hell of The Drowned, their names, and images so evocative as she killed the nuns one by one, watching their blood splatter, their skin char, their flesh bloat; listening to their screams. She knew what she was doing, she knew what she deserved, but she also knew that this – killing – was what she was made for, and for that she could endure any punishment, on earth or in the next life. Chiyome was doing what Chiyome loved best.
“See you there then, warrior… I’ll keep a seat warm … for you.” Her head lolled, and her body went limp, held in a strange posture in death by the spear impaled through her chest.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Nov 28, 2018 12:58:33 GMT -8
"Blah blah blah..." Yasuke said as he strolled over to Chiyome and nonchelantly picked the spear out of her chest giving it an extra yank to properly loosen it from her rib cage. "I've heard so many death monologues in my life that they become meaningless quite fast." he said and didn't even worthy Chiyome a glance as he moved on to the next soldier. 'Maybe I should take off their heads so I don't need to listen to all their drivel.' Yasuke thought as suddenly another soldier came towards him parrying with his spear he drew the his katana with his left hand the tip pointing downwards as a quick turn with his body made an upwards slash opening the samurai's torso before Yasuke pushed him away with his leg.
"Die in whatever way you wish - just don't bother me with a speech okay?" Yasuke said glancing as the bleeding samurai on the ground. He looked around as he flipped the katana in his hand to make it sit right before flicking blood off the blade with a quick snap of the wrist. Wuppo seemingly did will attracting a lot of attention and the army seemed to be having the upper hand right now, though there was no saying if some confused samurai would stab him in the back amid all the chaos. But one seemed to embrace the chaos a lot more than others and Yasuke eyes caught hold of the soldier that seemed to dot from the ground to horses all the while his weapons flurried and soldiers died in quick succession.
Yasuke grinned and sheathed his katana before taking a few steps forwards launching the spear towards Renzo as the still warm blood of Chiyome sprayed through the air is it spun violently towards its target.
Attack:
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Nov 29, 2018 14:17:18 GMT -8
Suezo was directing the men from the front lines but although their plan had been quite good, they had so far not managed to break through decisively - well apart from Renzo who, to Suezo's surprise, actually seemed to display almost otherworldly skills. Perhaps the shogun was right to place trust in him as a secret weapon? Well, they had to see about that.
"Renzo-san, go for the beast..!!!" Suezo commanded and sighed as he hardly thought that his order world be heard by Renzo with all the battle going on around him. Suezo ordered his men to be more aggressive to compensate for a most impressive Hizashi defensive but it seemed like they were being stalled in their forward momentum.
"Break through and go for the brass!" he yelled as he looked around for Joji, but it seemed that Joji himself had found a way through the Hizashi ranks and Suezo watched as he engaged the mad ogre. "Joji! Joji don't do that without back up!!!" he shouted and looked to catch a glance of Renzo. "Renzo, the beast! Go assist Joji!!!" he commanded once again though as his eyes was cast back at the fight between Joji and Suezo he saw the beast raise his huge club towards Joji and the next thing was the horrible sound of armor and bones being completely crushed together. "Jojiiii...!!!" Suezo cried out, but there was nothing to do - he couldn't even get close.
Defense
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Attack
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 29, 2018 14:26:10 GMT -8
As Kojuro watched, his samurai seemed to be making steady progress cutting their way through Oguro’s troops, while maintaining a sturdy defensive line. That was good, if they could keep chipping away at this flanking manoeuvre eventually they would defeat Suezo’s men, especially since Yasuke and Wuppo were making short work of their opponents. But the tide of battle seemed to change as a series of cries and screams came from a certain area of the battlefield and a crimson-clad warrior with spinning sickles and spitting flames drew the eyes and attention of the Hizashi forces.
Horses shied away and men fell back in agony as the warrior’s blades hit them, severing limbs and carving through armour, and then the man was leaping through the ranks spreading chaos, like some force of nature or fiery vengeful god. “Magic!” called out a voice. “Evil magic! Sorcery!” came others.
Hizashi forces seemed barely able to fight off the rather lacklustre attack from the Shogunate side, never mind do much in the way of attacking. Kojuro couldn’t help but look in fascination at this strange warrior as well. Was it really magic? Why would the Shogun be using magic, having outlawed its very use? And were there more of them? It wasn’t anything he had expected or accounted for.
Whatever the man was, he seemed to be headed straight for Wuppo. “Yasuke! Go and help Wuppo, this one looks like trouble!” No point mentioning it was magic to Yasuke, he wouldn’t believe it anyway.
Defence: Gm2OR7M41-20
Attack: 1-201-20·1-20
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Shogun's Army NPCs
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Physical Description: Various people who belong to the Shogun's Army but who aren't important enough to deserve their own accounts.
Clothes and Equipment: Probably carrying a crest of the Shogun, wearing armour and carrying weapons.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Oct 28, 2018 12:51:11 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun's Army NPCs on Nov 30, 2018 13:15:58 GMT -8
Joji almost staggered forward, but kept his balance, as felt his arms pulled upward by a mighty force. Clamped around them both was the huge fist of the mighty ogre. There was no escaping this iron grip, he had finally found an opponent whose strength and size, and raw power, outstripped his. He had never had much in the way of brains or finesse. Battle was always a contest of strength and courage for him. This time, he had lost. There was no shame in it. He took a breath and glared up at Wuppo proudly, fiercely.
The first blow of the ogre’s fist was immensely painful as it snapped his head back and rattled his brain in his skull. Blood poured from his nose. But still, Joji found the strength to roll his head back on his neck and face the beast again. The second blow bent the metal of his helmet and his eye socket filled up with blood. He could only hear the sound of his own laboured breath and a hollow ringing in his ears. The next knocked him unconscious. The fourth drove the shards of metal from his helmet into his brain and killed him. The fifth and sixth, seventh, and eighth, did nothing but batter the lifeless body that hung limp from the ogre’s grasp, of the once proud and noble warrior Oguro Joji, Ushioni.
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Renzo Uehara
Established
Roleplay posts: 46
Age: 27
Physical Description: A rather atypical ronin mercenary, Renzo wears his silky black hair long and flowing, and dresses in bold, rather ostentatious and luxurious clothing. He cultivates the appearance of a courtier, which is only enhanced by his good manners and fluid movements. He smiles too much to be entirely respectful.
~oOo~
Clothes and Equipment: Renzo’s primary weapon, "Tsujikaze" is a double-ended kusarigama with a sickle at both ends of the chain. Each sickle blade is kept hidden inside the handle when not in use, but can pop out via a hidden mechanism. The blades are about as long as his forearm, and rather than being standard farm tools have been manufactured in the same way as a sword from a master smith. Renzo also carries a daisho as a mark of his samurai status.
~oOo~
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Apr 17, 2018 7:28:39 GMT -8
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Post by Renzo Uehara on Nov 30, 2018 13:22:59 GMT -8
Renzo knocked the spear out of the air almost casually as he darted past, sparing only a searing glance for the one who threw it. Should Yasuke look, both broken ends of the defunct spear were now smouldering where they lay after contact with Renzo’s kusarigama.
Another leap and he was with reach of the ogre, close enough to smell him, just in time to watch Oguro Joji’s head cave in like a ripe watermelon. Hmm, at least that one was no hypocrite when it came to honour… save for the Shogun he served, Renzo thought, mildly impressed by that, despite his general contempt for the man’s stupidity.
From a distance he estimated was outside the oni’s arm’s reach, Renzo flung out his chain. Hopefully the ogre was still preoccupied enough with Ushioni’s corpse not to see this coming. The chain with its razor sharp sickle struck out like a snake, aiming to catch Wuppo’s forearms in the loop of the chain, both the one holding up Joji’s body and the one continuing to maul it. The sickle would provide the weight to wrap the chain around several times, and if the chain was successful Wuppo would feel that the metal was burning hot and not at all pleasant. To limit the oni’s ability to attack was Renzo’s plan. Those fists were dangerous enough, but if he were to pick up that tetsubo again, he would be a formidable opponent indeed.
Defence: zVUCG0B91-20
Attack: 1-201-20·1-20
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Nov 30, 2018 14:24:49 GMT -8
As Yasuke's spear was deflected he frowned seeing the ease with which his target deflected it but then suddenly Yasuke heard Kojuro's voice. 'Go assist Wuppo' Kojuro was commanding but as that guy moved towards Wuppo, Yasuke didn't need any commands to go for this new target that moved around and used his weapons with the same speed as a dragonfly used its wings. He was so interesting he could hardly contain himself and Yasuke made his was through the crowd pushing friends and foes away as to make way for himself grabbing another spear from the ground on the way not assessing its condition very carefully.
Yasuke had followed the mysterious samurai from a safe distance behind him and now stood in Renzo's blind spot as the guy launched his kusarigama towards Wuppo who had been having fun turning putting some samurai's helmet inside his skull and looked as if he wasn't really prepared for such a swift attack. However Yasuke was - and as Renzo threw his Kusarigama towards Wuppo Yasuke would throw his own spear towards the Kusarigama to knock it out of the air which seemed like a fitting recompense for the arrogant way he had knocked Yasuke's own spear out of the air just before. However like before it was a poor throw which this time was mainly due to the spear's edge being crooked from its last impact and Yasuke cursed.
"Who does a samurai need to kill around here to get a proper spear?!?" he called out, hoping to get the odd samurai's attention as he slowly unsheathed his sword with a devious grin. Things were about to get fun, of that he was sure.
Attack
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Wuppo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 114
Physical Description: "The citizens of Tamatoshi Bay would lay eyes on Wuppo, a 10-foot tall ogre, dirty with grime and what was probably dried blood. The giant's black beard was messily braided and twisted into two strands that hung from his chin, and the hair atop his head tied into a somewhat familiar but not entirely correct topknot."
Registered: Jun 20, 2017 3:10:43 GMT -8
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Post by Wuppo on Nov 30, 2018 16:59:39 GMT -8
Wuppo lifted the now limp and lifeless body of Joji up the few feet to his own eye level. The other men around Wuppo might have found a way in their own minds to respect a fellow warrior that had fought so honorably, and found a warrior's death in battle - but these things meant little to Wuppo. Wuppo was enraged. Infuriated. Wuppo's mind was filled with the image he'd just seen of men spilling out of the gates, and the feeling that the whole of the world had aligned itself against his friends. Perhaps somewhere in the back of his mind, Wuppo knew he couldn't fight them all. For his size and great strength, he was only one ogre, and the humans that spilled out of the gates would win against him on attrition alone. This made Wuppo afraid, and he channeled that fear into anger - and purposed that anger against anything he could lay his hand to.
Killing wasn't enough. He wanted to make the prospect of continuing to fight against his friends appear to be almost certain death, and to this end he was given to making a gruesome spectacle of himself. Still holding Joji out in front of him, Wuppo moved to turn the man's corpse into pudding, but something stopped him. Searing pain from the burning chain as it wrapped itself around his forearms.
Wuppo roared, dropping Joji's body. Wuppo thrashed wildly against the chain, twisting and torquing the burning metal links against themselves. Wuppo was immediately unable to break the several turns of chain that bound his arms, but pulling the chain hard against his right arm gave him enough leverage to pull his left arm free - of course at the cost of searing the flesh on his right arm. Wuppo grabbed the chain with his gloved hand left hand and pulled against it forcefully, obviously seeking to either rip the chain out of the man's hands, or pull the man over to himself. The man at the other end, Renzo, had sought to hook Wuppo with his chain, and he had succeeded - but what would he do with such a creature now that his plan had worked? For the moment, he'd also certainly succeeded at being the focus of Wuppo's rage.
Defending vs Renzo: XhkkSd|K1-20
Attacking Renzo: 1-201-20·1-20
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Dec 4, 2018 3:22:42 GMT -8
Joji was no more and Suezo had to take a deep breath as to stay focused scouting the battlefield. Renzo seemed to have reached the ogre - this was a good thing at least, but still Suezo needed to avenge Joji, although avenging his death against a mindless ogre beast would give him no satisfaction. No, he needed to get to Kojuro Hizashi, the one who had no doubt ordered the ogre trained in war craft and brought him along.
"Men, ride with me! We're breaking through their ranks and going directly for the traitor Kojuro Hizashi. His awful beast killed my honorable brother Joji-san, and Kojuro's head is the only recompense that would sate me!" Suezo let his voice roar to his personal guards as they rode towards the Hizashi hoping the Renzo's presence might have distracted them enough so that they may breech through more easily.
Attack
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Defense
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Dec 4, 2018 4:10:16 GMT -8
Kojuro's forces were in somewhat disarray owing to the presence of the flaming warrior, and Suezo's party and his personal guards broke through their flimsy attack rather easily, and headed straight towards Kojuro. He heard Oguro's voice as he called to his men. The samurai Wuppo had defeated was General Oguro's brother, and rightly, he wanted revenge.
As Suezo's group made it through towards Kojuro, his own personal guards formed up tightly around him, focused once again on the enemy, the distraction of the flaming warrior forgotten for now as Suezo himself became the most important thing. Kojuro's men held back Oguro's for now, but each man would find his opponent soon enough. There would be no comfortably sitting in the back of the command tent, Oguro had brought the battle to him personally, and if he were to fight today then he would fight Oguro himself and he was glad to do it.
Kojuro rode forward, not far beyond his first rank, letting his men push Suezo's aside. He looked General Oguro straight in the eyes, making no apology for the death of Joji. “I am Hizashi Kojuro. If it is my head you want, then please try to take it.”
Morimoto Gorobei, with blood running from a gash on his temple, called out, “My lord! Stay back! We will cut him down!” Kojuro shook his head once. “Just keep his guards busy,” he gave Gorobei a quick smile, before he slid from the back of his horse and one of the ashigaru took hold of the reins. He drew his tachi from its sheath and waited for Suezo to dismount and meet him face to face. He moved forward into the attack, trying not to give Suezo too much time to think as he sliced towards his left shoulder aiming the blade between the straps of his breastplate and the sode (shoulder guards).
defence O2qaC7GK1-20
attack 1-201-20·1-20
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Suezo Oguro
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 32
Physical Description: A muscular and athletic build with straight black hair that reaches down a little bit beyond his shoulders when not braided into a ponytail.
Clothes and Equipment: Usually wears the heavy armor of the shogun which carries his insignia. He uses a finely made katana and wakizashi for battle, but is adept at naginata too.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 0:00:34 GMT -8
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Post by Suezo Oguro on Dec 7, 2018 14:39:33 GMT -8
As Suezo and his riders broke through he motioned the guards to a halt.
"I will take on the lord - and only I." he said with a stern voice. Defeating the lord himself might give Suezo lordship in the end but of that there was no guarantee. He knew as well as anyone else that it could just as well be given to a stray cat if the shogun was in that mood. Anyhow it was the shogun he had chosen to pledge himself to and in front of him was the one that indirectly had become the bane of his beloved brother Joji. "Help me keeping his guards busy!" he commanded as his soldiers clashed with Kojuro's own soldiers and personal guards.
"Lord Kojuro Hizashi of House Hizashi, the heir of Lord Genji Hizashi, son of Lord Ryuzo Hizashi, trainer of beasts and thus... bane of my brother Joji and scourge of the great land of Tawakoshi!" he announced officially before jumping off his horse and drawing his sword. Suezo was quite the competent swordsman and had diligently practiced over the years - but he expected Kojuro to be quite his equal. "Speak now your last words and let me silence you and this uprising once and for all!" although Suezo only gave Kojuro a few paces to speak before closing the distance as the horizontal strike was unleashed - one that would be aimed just beneath the chin of Kojuro, where the armor was the thinnest.
However Suezo's strike was so committed that he did not see Kojuro's strike towards his shoulder and this walked right into it and before he even felt the strike the tip had dug through his skin and cut through the straps that kept the breast plate and his left arm's armor properly in place and he stepped back a few paces feeling the pain as he cringed and looked up to see if his all out strike had hopefully connected also.
Defence (personal guards against Kojuro's guards)
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Attack (Suezo)
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Defence (Kojuro)
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Dec 7, 2018 14:59:01 GMT -8
“General Oguro, I respect your loyalty to the Shogun but it is misplaced. Call me traitor if you will, but House Hizashi fights for the Emperor and the nation. The gods will decide whose cause is just.” Those were the only words he gave Suezo before they clashed and he was certain that they wouldn't be his last. Nevertheless, Oguro was a great general and had far more battle experience than he did, and he would not underestimate him.
Both swords struck out, and while he had the satisfaction of feeling his blade strike home, Suezo went for a killing blow at the same time. Only Kojuro's reflexes saved him from being slashed across the throat as he leaned back at the final moment. Instead the katana drew a stinging gash across his jaw, drawing blood and slicing through the padded straps that kept his helmet in place.
Kojuro took a step back, readying his sword again. Perhaps Suezo's blade might not have been strong enough to cut through the armour covering his neck but there was a real possibility he just narrowly avoided death. Suezo was not holding back. Hoping to take advantage of the weakness he had already created, Kojuro to Suezo's left and rushed forward, his blade held high with the cutting edge upward, aiming to stab into the least armoured area of Suezo's body. As he moved, his helmet began to slide. No longer properly held in place by its cords, and Kojuro had no choice but to let it fall onto the ground as he went in for the attack.
defence m9Xj0tyl1-20
attack 1-201-20·1-20
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