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The World's True Shaman King

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{HIATUS} {Independent Asakura Hao RP blog. Please do not ever reblog my OOC posts or asks without permission. Do not ever reblog RP posts if you are not involved in the thread. If anyone wants a starter, even you're new following me, drop a message by...
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          A SHEEPISH SMILE FOUND ITS           way upon his face – of course it was a bit odd that he was giving Hao a flower crown. If they           had grown up together like BROTHERS, rather than Yoh knowing nothing about his sibling until           far later, perhaps the act would be less scrutinized, but they HADN’T. Even if they had led           normal lives, they wouldn’t have lived as brothers. Brothers they were, but they also were           DESCENDANT and ANCESTOR and that would have taken precedent if their lives had been           normal. Regardless of how they grew up, most would think that the fact alone that Hao had           done bodily damage to his friends would have deterred Yoh from attempting to be FRIENDLY           with him. It was the opposite in fact. While the younger Asakura twin was by no means happy           with what Hao had done, he did not hold it against the elder. That simply wasn’t the type of           person Yoh was. 
          THE FACT THAT HAO HAD TAKEN           the gift left Yoh with the warmth of happiness in his chest. He KNEW that he shouldn’t have           that burst of EMOTION, let alone approach Hao with anything but the so-called destiny that he           had been trained for by his family. Everyone shone a NEGATIVE light on his older brother: the           X-Laws, the Asakura family, other participants, and even his friends could not see past his           actions. Yoh knew that they would, and did, disapprove of his attempts at friendliness or, spirits           forbid, trying to understand his brother but he had to TRY.
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                         ❛That’s right. Sometimes I guess I forget that you’ve lived so long, ❜ he           admitted; there were times that he simply got caught up in the idea that he had a BROTHER           and forgot that his sibling was also his ancestor. People were usually quick to remind him if he           misspoke, but he wasn’t PERFECT. He couldn’t put aside his own personal feelings for the           so-called ‘greater good’, as selfish as it sounded. Most looked at him as the next Asakura to           take care of Hao for the next five CENTURIES, but no one had asked for his input. Truth be           told, Yoh didn’t like the idea of killing Hao. He didn’t like the idea of KILLING anything, it made           him UNCOMFORTABLE and not like himself. He’d rather see the goodness in Hao, where it           was, and hold onto his hope that he could save his brother. Many called him naive, a           DREAMER, and while words and glares could sting he didn’t have the time to care.
          HOWEVER, SINCE HIS ORIGINAL           excuse for trying to spend time with his brother than wasn’t filed with fighting or HEATED           words was deemed INVALID, he had to think of something else. It was a shame, since he had           actually been looking forward to spending an afternoon entwining flowers into circlets. There           was something calming about being surrounded by the FLORA, and it was a simple enough           activity that he wouldn’t have to worry about getting too tired. He wasn’t opposed to sleeping in           an open field, but he wasn’t sure if Hao would appreciate it too much if he fell asleep on him.
                         ❛Ah, well… I hadn’t thought about what we could do if not flower crowns, but do           you have any ideas…–? ❜ He was hesitant to ask what Hao would like to do in order to pass           time, but Yoh didn’t have any other ideas at the moment.

“Ah, well... I can’t say I have pre-planned ideas. I hadn’t expected you to come by so suddenly.” Granted, he could hear everyone’s thoughts; that was a given. However, when too many thoughts were in one area, it was difficult for even himself to focus on one particular thought. It was like a trance of voices, and sometimes he had had difficulty with a long time ago. So long ago that now, he was used to it, and it no longer affected him. Now, it was simply a matter of not being able to always deduce a particular thought from another. That, though, was something he probably would never be able to get down entirely.

How much was there to do on a simple island? While Shaman training was always an option, that wasn’t something Hao needed, and there was a better chance Yoh would get injured trying. Well, a thousand years would do that to you in terms of experience, so having that reasoning wasn’t quite boasting, right? Well... there was the beach. A walk by the ocean was in no way threatening, and even those who viewed it from the outside couldn’t mistake that. It wasn’t that Hao couldn’t beat anyone in a battle who interrupted, but who wanted pests flying around when he was trying to relax?

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“We could down to the beach area and stay along shore? For all the trouble I cause, I do like to relax sometimes, you know? There’s no harm in being a bit normal once in a while.” Yoh probably wouldn’t see it that way either. If anyone, he was the one person to acknowledge that someone even of Hao’s strength was still human. The things that pushed him to do what he did and act how he acted were simply guided by the same motivations as what could be found in others.

A pause, then he carried on. “Actually, I should drop this off first so it doesn’t get wet. Who knows, it might fall into the ocean or be dirtied by sand. The stop will be quick if you’re worried.” A small laugh this time as he twirled the flower crown gently in his hand. “Not that that’s our only option. Just a suggestion off the top of my head. It’s not easy to be able to spend time with you without having a few people think it’s an apocalypse that the deadly Hao is not in fact being deadly~. Your choice, though. You’re the one who came out here looking for me, after all.”

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@kingofspiritsandflames liked for a flower crown.
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          YOH MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS           his elder brother with a kind smile adorning his face. He does not bear any ILL WILL           towards Hao, cannot bring himself to, and instead decides to EMBRACE THE TRUTH           that he has a sibling, albeit one that seeks to better the world through the means of           eradicating humanity. It’s not as though he overlooks that fact – in fact, it’s something           that he’s reminded constantly about – but rather Yoh continues to HOLD HOPE that he           can open up Hao’s mind and eye about the matter despite the odds.
                         ❛ I made you something, ❜ he breathes, a flower crown held in both hands.           Perhaps it’s a semblance of CHILDHOOD IDEALS, or maybe he is acting on the           familial emotions that he’s never truly explored, but Yoh has prepared a hand-made           gift for his twin. Part of him does expect rejection from the shaman, but mostly he is           confident. It is, after all, just a circlet of flowers.
          THE GIFT IS HELD OUT BEFORE           him, far enough that it is easy for Hao to grab, if he so DESIRES, but not so far as to           hurt Yoh’s arms if he ends up holding it for a while.He wouldn’t mind holding it for so           long, but he’s never been that fond of PAIN, even the dull ache that seems to settle           in muscles when you use them too long. 
                          ❛ It’s fine if you don’t want it. I had some time on my hands, and I thought                                      I’d make some flower crowns. Have you ever made one before–? I…                                       I could show you how.  ❜
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“And... you’re giving one to me?” Odd, but he wouldn’t turn him down. He thought about it briefly, how Yoh probably would never have done this when the Shaman Fight began. Not that Hao didn’t understand that, as he had not been particularly the nicest person. He had attacked Yoh’s friends on their first meeting, and it was a wonder the teen could forgive the various details about Hao and still offer him a smile.

Taking the item in hand, his eyes lowered to it, examining it and noticing it was probably made for him. Even more odd. The fact that he was, in any way, a pleasant thought to Yoh’s mind would probably be incomprehensible to others. But then... at the same time... Hao, too, understood that. Even before this started, by no means had he expected to come to like Yoh. The only plans he had in mind at those times... Could he still go through with them?

“Well, Yoh... I think I’ve been around long enough that I know how to make something like this.” It was with a pleasant and harmless smile that he spoke, rather different than his usual smirks or condescending smiles. Those were things he’d given before, even with this person. When had it changed? This was easily not how he expected this to go. Strangely enough, a simple flower crown had him thinking about such important things.

Maybe Yoh wasn’t worried about being seen with Hao. After all the accusations made by the X-Laws, one would think he would have been more cautious about his friendliness with Hao. It was fine by Hao though, and he could swat away any disturbances. “But if I’m not mistaken, that sounds like a reason to spend time with someone. Since we’ve cleared up that I know how to make one of these, why not think of something else? It’s rare you and I are free at the same time, isn’t it?” Well, Hao had all the time in the world... but that was a topic for another day and situation.

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{Yeah hi I might be back.

Since I’m probably going to slooowly edge my way back in here on this blog, I am dropping all threads except ones with very close friends. I am also deleting most dropped threads from my blog. I will probably leave answered asks since they aren’t threads, but the deleting is mostly a clean out of things I won’t ever be touching again.

As for past mutuals, I am unfollowing almost everyone. If you still want to be mutuals, please unfollow and re-follow so I know you’re still active and want to remain mutuals. I am completely redoing things on this blog, including my rules and the masterlist when I get to that.

Regarding mutuals, in the words of a best friend, “I am an RP behemoth”. This is in regard to the fact that I write huge threads. Why does this matter? Because I no longer thread one-liner or one-para RPs. I will not follow people who write excessive amounts of these. I am here to write and not post baseless things that give no development to my muse. Writing five to eight paragraphs and fourteen paragraphs being no exception is pretty fucking standard for me at this point. I do not thread with people who give me three sentences in reply to five paragraphs. Yes, I’ve seen people do that. Yes, I will drop you as an RP partner instantly. It may sound harsh, but just remember I didn’t take the time and thought to write you about five personalized to your specific muse paragraphs for you to give me bullshit in return. That’s insulting and proves you really don’t care about me nor my muse, nor the time taken for you on my end.

Relationships are almost entirely going to be wiped out because of how many things I’m removing from this blog. For the most part, Hao is starting new.

Do not expect me to be as active as I used to be. I currently run three Fire Emblem blogs, one of which is my main muse, so this blog is not going to be my biggest priority. Leaf is.

Nichrome and Namari are still on hold and probably showing up on a multi muse blog temporarily until I get back into the muses. Other than that, Hao is miraculously poking at me first and has been for a little while now, so I should probably answer him.}

{Edit: Also please be aware I’m in the middle of working on a manga project. I might have very active days on this blog, but I’’m also currently the scanner/a typesetter for a long manga. More reason the best place to locate me is on Leaf’s blog.}

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{Soooo I'm attempting to be active again on Nichrome's blog. That may signal hope for this blog. 

What I am doing with threads: ALL threads will be DROPPED unless you tell me you want to keep them, with the exception of all SK RPers. If you are RPing with me and have an SK muse, you're fine. However, I have replies that are LITERALLY AS OLD AS 2013 HELP ME. In other words, they're getting put in the gutter unless you state you want to keep yours.

People I have threads with that are not SK muses (that I am aware of having and that the muns have been recently relatively active to my knowledge) and thus will need to inform me to keep their thread(s) going:

Some replies I owed were asks, fucking shit Hao why didn't you ever answer some of those birthday asks WHATEVER HAO SAVE THEM FOR YOUR NEXT BIRTHDAY IN LIKE THREE MONTHS so I'm PROBABLY dropping those.

I have 34 drafts right now and there is absolutely no way I can handle that; especially after being on hiatus for so long. I'm grateful Hao got so much attention, but I simply can't handle it, and having too much to keep up with was one of the things that made me go inactive to begin with.

Please be aware I have a lot of active RP blogs right now and coming back will be slow. On top of that, this new Tumblr update makes HTML ridiculous to deal with and blockquoting images for icons on people's replies to me is hell.

Anyone who has gone completely inactive or deleted their blog will be wiped from my blog entirely. So if you have a muse that is inactive and you have a thread with me on that muse and want to keep it going, you'll have to let me know, because otherwise, again, I am probably wiping all interaction and posts from my blog to clean this thing up.

Same shit going on with my Nichrome blog and I... don't think Namari's blog has anything to really clean up in the fields of all the above.

Hi.}

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//Just popping in to say I still exist. The SK fandom is really slow lately and my muse for it is quite dim. I'm around on my blog every day still, but I really need inspiration to write for this series right now. I am sorry Hao has been away for so long. </3 I miss the days when he was around so much. ;o;

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〚✿〛❝ You show up outta’ nowhere and you ask why I’m lookin’ at you funny? ❞ Not that he actually was - that was a normal reaction to seeing your uncle, who just happened to essentially be god, wasn’t it? ❝ Just tell me what’s up, school is lame anyhow. ❞

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"If I'm not mistaken, Tamao forbids you from using your Shaman powers... but there are Shamans starting to gather in your area. As much as Tamao is denying you the use of your powers, we can let that slide and say God himself gave you permission. She'd understand if I told her. Condoning it is a different story, but the choice is currently up to me. It's a bit of a long story, but let's just say I want to watch you to see how strong you can get. If you want to get involved in a few Shaman battles, your God will personally allow it."

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//Sorry I’ve been away for so long, on all my RP blogs. I’ve been busy with work, very tired, very stressed, and trying to write fanfics and Patch drabbles. It’s been mostly quiet with the SK RP fandom too, which hasn’t helped, so I am posting this for the rest of you who are not part of the SK RP group, whether you’re personal blogs, OC blogs or blogs from another series. I’m always around and lurking, always logged in, so I promise I’m here even if I’m not posting. ;o;

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Pasts unburied

“You said you wouldn’t say much… but it seems to me you had a lot on your mind, for being so straightforward about all of this,” she commented softly. She’d meant to be at least smiling – wasn’t supposed to have empathy for the enemy – but… she found that she couldn’t. It was a little too much like another story she knew well. Get the Reishi out, add in the monster appearance, and… yeah, it was about the same. Growing up in the cold streets of the touristic island, she’d been considered the ugliest weed of them all. There had been others as well, at least in the beginning… But then they left, taken in by tourists or dead or grabbed by the police. And then there had only been her and Marie left…

And then Marie had been murdered. She closed her eyes, glad he wasn’t seeing her. Or maybe he did, she heard him turn around and finish his speech, forced herself to focus and listen. She’d asked for it. The least she could do was to actually listen, especially as he was so talkative for once. It was strange… The way he concluded this. Or maybe it wasn’t strange; it merely showed how tender the wounds must be. So much for the tough psychopath Marco depicted…

“For someone who can read thoughts… you’re making an awful lot of assumptions, you know. I’m not saying I could understand what you’ve gone through with the Reishi… because most people didn’t have to hide their thoughts from me. It was pretty much spit on me every time I was noticed. So yeah, expect no pity from me for going through all this and deciding you could be the only one to experience that ever. You said yourself people had gone through similar things. Yet you’re the only one with such a dream. Who says you get to be the one to ‘fix’ this? If you did win and forced us all in the Great Spirits forever… No one’s wounds will heal. No change will be possible. There will be no moving on. What you’ve broken won’t like you for trapping them forever in that broken state…” At least she thought so. Once dead…  She shook her head.   “I get it, though. Wanting to destroy everything. There was a time I wished such a thing would happen… There was a time… when I would probably have agreed with you. Helped you, even, though as a human child I would probably not have done a great lot for you.” It was weird, to remember these days. They weren’t many. But they happened. They happened before… “But then you hurt Marco. And Marco saved me. Without your act of destruction… I’d be dead. Without you suppressing Marco’s happiness, I wouldn’t exist.  And that’s why your experiences are just that: experiences. Broken people still do things. Happiness-deprived people still live and help others. There’s still something to be gained. If you stop the film, nothing can happen. So no, I don’t understand.”

… Maybe she wasn’t making sense. It was a lot to take in, really. But… this conversation did help her understand a little. Only a little, though.

“It’s not even that I resent you from hurting the X-Laws. As far as Chris, Kevin, the others… were concerned, I could even maybe get it. They were soldiers. Not all of them willingly, but I wouldn’t expect even someone who can read the thoughts of other people to know. But… Marco is the one I don’t get. He was literally the human you don’t believe exist. A good man, with a family, children, a home. Wasn’t bothering anyone. Wasn’t killing anyone. And yet you smashed right through that happiness you claim you want for your people. Without that, he would never have become a Shaman, either. He was good before someone broke him, like you probably were good before those people broke you. Like I… Should in theory have been, if I had time. This is not a matter of seeing spirits, this is a matter of keeping…” She lost her thought. Hope? Faith? He would probably laugh in her face if she said that. But she’d thought it, so it was a bit late for that. Even then… That was probably why she wasn’t the right person to bring Hao down. Sati, maybe. Someone who radiated of happiness… Eh. She certainly was the lucky one of the god trio.

“I have no intention on stepping down either. Thanks to you I have this mission: saving the one human you deemed too happy for his own good. I hope you don’t lose because of what you did to him… because that would be the sweetest irony, Asakura.”

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He did say too much... but he'd left out enough of it. Details that he didn't want to remember. Though in the end, he never expected sympathy. He still intended to go forward, and was still going to reach his goal this time. Emotion had been a mistake in the past. That was why he'd been killed by Matamune. While he still had emotion, he wouldn't allow that to make him waver anymore. If he trusted someone to a fair point, he would throw them away the moment he realized they were worthless to them. He wouldn't let it hurt him. He wouldn't open up to anyone enough to let that happen.

"My power is not instant mind reading. There are limitations; though few. I was not asking for your pity at all. You asked; I answered. Do you not understand why I am going to be the one to complete my dream? It's because I'm strong. Stronger than all of you. The strongest becomes the one who gets what they want. The rest of you who falter over a moment's hesitation are weak. That's why none of you can ever get beyond me. Because I am the most self-assured and the most powerful, I know it will be me who succeeds. It doesn't matter if nobody else has the same goal or dream as me. Everyone thinks differently... and this is the conclusion I've reached. People will not stay broken in my world. I will see to it that the Shamans in my world are happy. That they get what they want. Because it's what they deserve after what humanity has put them through."

He wouldn't destroy everything. Only people. That would put the earth back in its natural state. One day the earth would die, and it would die on its own natural course. Not be wiped out with a shortened life span because of people. Humans didn't appreciate the world that allowed them to exist. If that was the case, they weren't worth existing. If it became too hopeless to reach that goal, he could take the Shamans to the Great Spirit with him, giving them an eternal existence and allowing them to exist together. There were plenty of societies in the Great Spirit, and the same things there that were on earth.There was no reason they wouldn't be satisfied.

"From your logic, you're saying my destructive actions caused good things. In turn, you are saying other people's actions that harmed me will result in something good?" Existing long enough to meet Opacho? Would that count? But was that worth all the pain from before? It was all just a bunch of things he'd thought of before, and never found an answer to.

"I do know the thoughts of a soldier, as I have two of them around me daily. I do count Luchist, you know. Without me, Turbine would have been killed by one of your precious comrades. I know the thoughts of a soldier. I've felt his heart. It's precisely because he's a solider that he became so loyal to me, who saved him when he had no other way out. You can call me the bad guy all you want, but that's by far not what the people who follow me would say. I don't consider myself an awful person, though I also don't care how awful the actions I have to take are. One of your companions suffered the loss of his legs... but consequently, the life of another person was saved, and Venstar was not dead either. It was his own choice to continue seeking me out after that, despite that I'd left and left the situation alone. It was his choice to face me knowing he would die. I let him live once, and he kept coming back until he couldn't come back again. Marco, however, was an ordinary human... and you know my thoughts on such people. I no longer have the will to trust any ordinary human. If they can't see spirits, they're all the same. Once they can finally see spirits, they change. It's almost hypocritical. Just as all those humans are. However, you can believe I won't lose because of something I did to Marco. The memory of what I've done to people is not going to stop me. I was reborn in this world with the intention to win, and that is what I'm going to do."

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// I have Tuesday/Wednesday off and I get out kind of early-ish on Monday, so I'll get to replies then hopefully. 33 drafts and who knows how many are still valid. -cries- One person did tell me she isn't sure if she's coming back to her blog, so I'll hold those off. 

HISOKA I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN YOU. I WILL REPLY.

(Also please note over the course of those three days, I'll be trying to get replies done on Nichrome and Namari's blogs as well.)

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