1. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    “You’ve arrived in the Kaikias Desert. Congratulations.” At that, Momo paused and lifted a brow, trying to place the name somewhere on the globe in his mind’s eye. He silently cursed himself for never paying proper attention to his father’s long-winded stories about distant lands and wandering...
  2. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    From his perch atop the dune, Momo glanced down toward the oasis, trying to make out the voice drifting up from below. He couldn’t quite catch the words. Was that a woman? He narrowed his ruby eyes, squinting against the distance and the wavering heat shimmer that distorted everything beyond...
  3. Momoshiro

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    However, also to one side of your boat, the oar has been swallowed up into a large, man sized hole. Strangely enough, there seem to be steps leading down into this hole, and a warm, amber light glows from within. You can see the oar lying innocuously a few steps in, but beyond that, the pathway...
  4. Momoshiro

    Dare The Black Rooster of Jarren's Outpost

    It had been a pleasant dream—one of the rare kind he didn’t wake from already bracing himself for disappointment. It lingered like a half-remembered whisper, slipping further away the harder he tried to grasp it. There had been someone in it. A handsome man… or perhaps a woman. The details...
  5. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    A pause followed, along with a few quick blinks. Momo stood planted in a wide stance, one arm still extended, fox ears pricked high and his tail puffed out to an almost comical size. His katana remained drawn, held ready but restrained. He hoped—very much so—that he wouldn’t need to use it. He...
  6. Momoshiro

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    “You’re not supposed to be here.” The words lingered in the air as Momoshiro stared at the black-and-white scroll now hanging ominously on the wall. Just moments ago, the surface had been bare. His cherry-red eyes narrowed as he studied the inked figures and sharp calligraphy, his large white...
  7. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    At first, the sudden brightness was the worst part of being spat into this new place. The desert sun hit him like a hammer, so sharp and blinding that he winced and threw up an arm to shield his eyes. But the light was only the beginning. Within seconds, the heat wrapped around him like a...
  8. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    A few months before he left Aetochi to begin his journey of self discovery and healing... Paper lanterns hung like tired sentinels over the street, their dim glow pooling into soft amber circles along the dirt road. Closed shopfronts and shuttered restaurants stood in still rows, their...
  9. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    He blinked a few times when she reached out and patted his head, the simple gesture catching him off guard. Then his warm smile returned, soft and genuine, the kind that always seemed to reach his eyes. Momo nodded and moved to assist her as she asked, careful to follow each of her instructions...
  10. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    As if a cloud had drifted across the sun, Momoshiro’s brightness dimmed. The easy warmth he carried in his eyes faded, their ruby sheen dulling as he cast his gaze toward the ground. He gave a small nod, slipping the mustard-yellow haori back over his shoulders. The motion felt heavier than it...
  11. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Momoshiro watched her in silence as she moved about the shack. The cocoons immediately caught his attention, a brow arching as they came into view. They sparked his curiosity, of course, but he kept his thoughts to himself, simply observing as she gathered her things. His inquisitiveness was...
  12. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    When she teased him back, a shadow of a grin crossed Momo’s face. His lip curled just enough to reveal the edge of a fang, and as her grin widened, so did his. Was it possible he’d actually made a friend—here, of all places? Back home, it had always been difficult to connect with anyone outside...
  13. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Momo arched a brow and smirked as she ducked away, leaving the glasses hovering in the air. With an easy motion, he reached out, plucked them from their invisible perch, and tucked them neatly back into their case before sliding it into his robes. As he did, her mention of the flame and tidal...
  14. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Momo arched a brow, then lifted his hands in a quiet gesture of surrender, realizing his tone had landed heavier than he meant. "You have nothing to fear from me," he said gently. "I only wanted to know who it was that helped me. At the very least… what to call you." A warm smile softened his...
  15. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Ruby eyes lingered on the last glimmers as they drifted upward, fading back into the Shroud. They rose like fragments of starlight, scattered on an unseen wind until nothing remained. It was the law of nature—nothing created, nothing destroyed, only transformed. He liked that. The idea of...
  16. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Within the crater, the creature finally stilled—whether from exhaustion or the slow realization that its struggle was pointless. It had taken longer than Momo expected, which told him what he needed to know: this one wasn’t clever. Pure instinct, no thought. A hammer. It didn’t question, didn’t...
  17. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Crouched beside the shallow crater left by his elephant spirit, Momoshiro watched the smoky, canine-like curse writhe beneath the crushing force pinning it down. Some of his spirits carried unique abilities, others did not. Many he had captured for their powers alone—the elephant spirit looming...
  18. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Momo was so intent on the cursed spirit that it took him a moment to notice the old wom- wait who was this? His crimson eyes widened in surprise—was this..? He had seen this person before, in his mind. No matter, he didn't have time to parse this new information. The spirit lunged. Momo moved...
  19. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    “I…” His hand lifted halfway, then faltered, dropping back to his side. His ears flattened, his tail sagged. Failed. Momo rose slowly to his feet. He thought he’d done well—made the right choices, taken the right steps—but the truth pressed against him like a weight. He hadn’t. Even with a...
  20. Momoshiro

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Momo stirred, his brows knitting before softening into a smile at the gentle headpats. His tail gave a slow, content swish as he pushed himself upright. The white fox ears atop his head twitched, angling toward the door, and his ruby eyes narrowed briefly before he turned back to Omella, seated...
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