hxllowedpuppet

[hxllowedpuppet]

-- THE WANDERER RAISES an eyebrow. " Stealth? What's the point of stealth with a machine? " He rolls his eyes. " You can run, if you must. I will fly. "

He almost feels bad being this brusque- though, certainly not of his own volition, but because he can imagine Buer's tinkly little voice chirping something along the lines of, "Don't be mean, now!" particularly when Cyno was really just trying to give his all. Or something. He breathes through his teeth.

He's caught up in his own annoyance so deeply that his body catches glance of the enemy before he does, a subconscious quirk of his head and a sharp turn of the neck as a lumbering shell passes through the branches. His hand twitches, and he raises a few feet off the ground.

" There, " he speaks in a low tone, motioning with a jerk of his chin. " If you're intent on making your mark, then you can clean up. "

And with that, he's off through the trees.

And just as Cyno summised, Hat Guy delivered. The idea of leaving the ruin guard, acting strange or not, to roam freely was absolutely absurd. The strange wandering fellow seemed confident in his own abilities and Cyno himself certainly didn't doubt his training at all. The warning that these particular ruin guards were dangerous would remain unheeded then.

"Agreed," Cyno replied simply, summoning his lance to his side. "We fight then."

His amber eyes tracked the ruin guard they were stalking with great interest. Seemed to have all the same regular weak spots that other ruin guards did. All that seemed to be different was it's behaviour which, honestly, Cyno had seen stranger things happen. Well, if they were going to fight this thing, that left only one question.

"So, stealth or run in?" he asked casually, curling his fingers around the lance at his side. He was ready to do whichever Hat Guy chose, seeing ways to slip around and ground to jump on to dive at the guard if they were just going to jump in.

#✧ | thread: oh it's a shiny ruin guard. #✧ | cyno. #✧ | ic.

[hxllowedpuppet]

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?

-- 'REBIRTH' WAS A funny thing for the Wanderer. After all, he hadn't very well been 'born' to begin with. Not in the human sense of the word, at least: he'd been crafted, pulled together and placed down, set up to look the exact same as he did to this very day. There was no semblance of growth, just a 'had not been' and 'was now being'.

Which had certainly put him in a bit of an odd situation when he'd thrown himself neatly into a tree, hands bundled behind him and desire to 'no longer be' fresh on his lips. Some might call a return to that something akin to something cyclical, a natural way of being rather than a stickiness that fed on his skin.

But it certainly had made ample use of the latter, when he'd walked around with a fog over his head. He'd been quicker to smile, then, not so much because of his lack of past but because he did not see any reason to linger on it. He did not realize he had been 'reborn' because he had no longer any reason to question his current state of being.

Instead, surprisingly, he found himself far more with a forcefully shattered worldview when those two parts of him had been joined, two broken pots fumbled together with disjointed pieces and glue. Even with that echo of himself crashing in on the Traveler, he found himself with hands and knees on the floor as he sought a shuddering breath with (lungs? did he even have that sort of a thing?) despite their apparent use.

Which was all to say: for all his grandeur, he found himself with a rather uncomfortable lack of understanding of the world. In the past, it had been easy to waft above it all with the firm understanding that he was to be a god, something that could separate itself from the normal everyday that others bound in their grief felt.

Given a new lease on life and a definitively different sort of resources at his disposal than beforehand, he found that walking through Teyvat and alongside those he had turned his nose at beforehand certainly was a far more different experience than he had assumed it would be. For now, he is alright with that.

#✧ | ic. #✧ | answered ask. #✧ | drabble. #// thanks for letting me wax poetic about the Lad :3

[hxllowedpuppet]

-- ONE OF THE (MANY) annoying things about Buer was that when she smiled, she actually meant it.

She sounds so genuinely pleased with the situation for reasons that the Wanderer cannot, for the life of him, place his finger on. She seems so determined to be sickeningly good that he fumbles with the delivery, with the intention of stopping the conversation at a curt 'yes, well, and if that's all'.

" Uh, " he says, and then immediately curses himself for being unprepared. He pauses, gathers himself up, and tries not to look too much the fool. " Celebrate? Please, " he huffs. " I'm not a child, I'll have you know. Celebrating every momentary change of pace is a waste of energy and resources, " he waves a hand flippantly. " If you want an excuse to hang out with the Traveler and Paimon, you don't need to drag me into it. You're welcome to do as you please. "

…or so he says, but he does have the sense about him to feel at least a little bad at how over-eager she had sounded. Dammit. Maybe this was her plan- she certainly had proven herself capable of underhanded methods to get what she wanted from him in the past, even if she didn’t possess all personal recollections of such actions. 

In that case, maybe she expected him to refuse? She knew him well enough, unfortunately. Yes, a scoff in the face of situations like this was far more in line with his usual antics. She likely prepared for this, expected this, and wanted it. In that case:

" But if you're going to be such a drag about it, sure, sure, " he shrugs, sighing over dramatically. " Far be it from me to piss our oh-so-wonderful god of wisdom off. If it's a celebration that tickles your fancy, then, alright. But I'm not going to be the one paying, " he adds with a raised eyebrow.

@hxllowedpuppet continued from here

A seedling will not bear fruit simply because she wishes to see it.

"Oh?" she says, intrigued, though it might sound ironic coming from anyone else. And even the smile she adopts could not be more genuine. "I am glad to hear that."

The last part, however, gives her pause. Nahida does not need to guess at how he saw himself not long ago. What little regard he'd had for his own life when he'd been prepared to blot his entire existence from the world tree.

The situation has changed significantly, but she knows he is still finding his footing, learning to appreciate everything with new eyes.

"Let's set the name thing aside. I think we should celebrate your decision. What may seem trivial in the grand scheme of life is a tremendously valuable experience. We can prepare all your favorite dishes and invite the Traveler and Paimon as well!"

#✧ | ic. #✧ | nahida. #// claps my hands joyously i love my girl nahida yippee!!!

[hxllowedpuppet]

peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ? (hello hello! if ur still rolling w/ these!)

-- WHAT A 'HAPPY LIFE' would look like… well, that depends on when you're asking him.

If it was presented in the opportunity to roll it back completely, then there are still several places where his answer would change. The first, while he still was unsure on the ethics of it all (less so for the benefit of others and moreso for himself), then the answer is undoubtedly 'an all-powerful god'. Beyond it being a 'happy' life, it is an ideal one, one that comes without expense or worry because he has thoroughly plucked such emotions from his own head. Efficient and good, as it were.

If it's further back then that, the answer is more simply: survive, and with someone else who will do it as well. An unnamed child with a clear chest, a blacksmith with a stronger mind and body than one that could be easily tricked. If either or both could get themselves out of harm's way, then the Wanderer would be content.

If it would be even further back then that, well…

…no, he does not think he could be happy with the one who rejected him. He dismisses the thought with a wave of his hand.

For now, he is more than content to go through the motions. He is not unhappy by any means, and a world that has forgotten the sins cresting on his neck is one that is certainly far kinder than he probably deserves. He can probably shrug and answer at least somewhat honestly: " A happy life? I've got that now, don't I? "

But to really mean it, that requires taking steps he, if he's being entirely honest with himself, does not yet know if he's equipped to take. To pick at the strings that wrap themselves around his wrists and break through glass houses.

To be frank: something that a little therapy could help nicely with.

#✧ | ic. #✧ | answered ask. #// OFC ! thanks for letting me ramble prose about the lad

[hxllowedpuppet]

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  [ // if you're still accepting o/ ]

-- A LAST MESSAGE?

He had already given one. There was no use in wondering what to do with spent time, he was well aware of this fact. The last words he had chosen to say to a frail figure had been something along the lines of, " Too many plums and you'll get sick, alright? " accompanied by a good natured grin as he'd set out. Certainly nothing that could qualify as a farewell. He'd been under the impression that at least someone out there might be able to keep their promises.

But if he had to choose, then… a review would probably be the best way to go.

A clarification, a wide gesture at himself as an exhibition. " So, this is what happened when you were gone, " or something along those lines. A what became of me. Mostly shameful, all together stiff-lipped. An epic's worth of words, certainly raising an eyebrow at what one might call a 'message', but a last message nonetheless.

#✧ | ic. #✧ | answered ask. #// of course i am still accepting yayyyy thank u for the ask ree : D

[hxllowedpuppet]

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?

-- " WELL, I'M EXPERIENCED, " the Wanderer says, biting off the 'duh' that comes at the end of the sentence. " My aim's gotten better, I’ll say that much. You’ll not easily find a better, " he pauses, searching for an honest assessment that doesn’t come off as painfully pretentious, even by his standards, then sighing, " I know what I'm doing. "

And he does, he is a skilled fighter. Quick on the uptake and sharp on the aftermath. In the lesson of ‘combatative learning’, it was not a question of the physical prowess he kept. No matter the state his body had found itself in, even when he’d forgotten the motions he had ran through once upon a time, he could always hold his own.

In the practice of wisdom, however…

Well, he can say that he's certainly learned from Buer, of course. He can turn his lip up and sneer at her all he wants, but he's not self-assured enough to call the god of wisdom an idiot. He's taken advice from her, firm in tongue and hushed in nature both. The latter of which has come with a certain sense of desire for growth, of glass ceilings that needed to be shattered. Parts of it bordered on befuddling for him.

Because, maybe- yes, alright. In 'repeating the same mistakes', he can admit that to himself: he is prone to holding his hands limp, to letting others pull the strings. Once upon a time, he had craved it. He has a whole history to keep proof of the matter, laundry lists of porcelain doll joints and tangled puppet strings.

He finally, finally, settles on, " At this point, I barely repeat them anymore. "

#✧ | ic. #✧ | neuvillette. #✧ | answered ask.

[hxllowedpuppet]

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

-- WAS THAT SORT of thing a joke? Even the thought of ‘what could he take away from it’ caused his lip to curl unpleasantly. ‘Are you haunted by it?’ Gods.

If the Wanderer were to put it in his own words, his answer would be: it does not effect me, it does not matter. Fights make you stronger because they force your body to train. Experiences inform your choices by past consequence. There is nothing deeper to it than that, and triple so for a puppet that it cannot change.

If the world were to put it in his words for him, the answer would be: oh gods, nothing but the worst parts of it.

#✧ | ic. #✧ | answered ask. #// initially put this as ooc but eh #// answered ask aside its written icly enough

[hxllowedpuppet]

Where Sumeru is concerned, nothing escapes her notice. The Dendro Archon's field of vision encompasses miles of terrain stretching from the edge of the forest to the Great Red Sand. So it was only a matter of time that she became aware that he has begun to author a new chapter in his tale, independent of any steady stream of encouragement to immerse himself in Akademiya's atmosphere.

"The first step can be more frightening than all those that come after," Nahida states carefully, anticipating repudiation or a redress to follow. He does not willingly expose weakness, but she has learned them all the same. And there is no reason to pretend that he cannot perceive the ways in which she falls short of godhood.

"You are welcome still to enroll in classes too, of course. Remember to look inward whilst venturing outward. Perhaps we could refer to you by 'Adventurer' as opposed to 'Wanderer'."

-- HE ISN'T NECESSARILY hiding the fact that he has joined the Adventurer's Guild from Buer. Certainly, the member's list seemed near public knowledge, particularly with the straightforward manner in which one was forced to accept all requests at an outside forum, writing through paperwork at Katheryne's desk. It still causes his shoulders to jump when Buer brings it up, however, and not in a particularly pleasant way.

She is encouraging. Of course she is encouraging, placating and kind and wise (a word that rolls off of his mental tongue like a sickness). He gives her a curt nod when she brings it up.

" I was planning on enrolling in classes anyway, " he says, and if he was honest with himself, he wasn't, but the slight bite of independence gives him dull satisfaction, " so 'thanks for nothing', and all that. If ‘Adventurer’ is a more suitable name in your eyes, then, " he shrugs, turning away. " That’s fine. Far be it from me to dictate how you see me. "

#✧ | ic. #✧ | nahida. #✧ | answered ask. #// TO BE CLEAR i read the wanderer as respecting and even liking nahida #// however he will not admit this to anyone least of all himself #// we can turn this into a thread if u wld like! :> #// but if u wanna leave it here also cool!

[hxllowedpuppet]

-- THERE IS A DISTINCT difference between ‘being backstage’ and ‘slinking around’: namely, that the Wanderer is alright with the former and loathes the latter. Comically villainous escapades like that seemed near nonsensical to him, or at the very least, embarrassing.

He does not understand the practice, nor these silly traditions. If it was something meant to be forgotten in the past, than it should have been left there, rather than dragged out and puppeteered like some benign corpse.

Unfortunately, he was not one to refuse requests. Nor peer pressure, as it turned out, provided that the peers were someone that he actually respected. Thankfully, ‘people he actually respected’ numbered few and far between. Current situations aside.

It is thoughts like this that he finds himself lost in, musing frustrations and various micro-faults that give him the uncharacteristic (or so he tells himself) situation of: he actually got started by something. It’s a childish ‘Boo!’ that causes him to spin around, Anemo energy buzzing in his hand and brows furrowed, and he very nearly goes through with the motion. After all, he could hardly be blamed for throwing down with an Abyss Mage, sending them straight to Celestia and back again, no?

But it’s some foreigner, one with a shoddily made costume to boot. If the Wanderer was something more human-adjacent, he’d be fighting down the heat of embarrassment. As it stood now, he simply hmph’d to himself, letting the energy dissipate and straightening out his clothes.

“ I’m an Aranara, “ he says, because he is. Something far more quaint and appealing than an Abyss Mage, thank you very much. Though less circular in shape, the hat served as a familiar covering, giving him a brim to rest his fingers on when the usual antsiness caused them to itch. “ Something that is obvious if you’ve done your research. Unlike you, “ he sniffs, “ who- “

He cuts himself off. He’d very much like to languish onto comforting insults, but that was neither fair or true. Or nice, he notes mentally, and he has to roll his eyes at the mental image of Buer wagging her finger at him that his mind as conjured up. Instead he says, “ who. Has a more generic costume, it seems. “ And, forcing his manners, “ The one who dons such a suit, is…? “

𓆰 masked, show your true self [The Wanderer & Xingqiu]

Starter for @hxllowedpuppet

[SUMERU]: During the previous reign of the Great Sages, many festivities and celebrations were banned in the pursuit of complete control and knowledge. As such, it’s about time we revive and create some new special events to be held. One bright student at the Akademiya read about ancient parties held where people would disguise themselves as monsters to ward off lingering evil energies. While dressing up as a Hilichurl or a slime may not be the hip thing amongst the newer generation, the point still stands that you are hereby invited to the first ever Sumeru Akademiya Costume Party Extravaganza!!! Held in the Rtawahist main hall. Snacks will be provided. :)

It was not how he'd planned to visit Akademiya, but there was no way he'd pass up the chance to see the great institution in person. News of the revived festival had managed to spread even to Liyue, and Xingqiu had pulled a few strings to get a perfect costume ready in time.

Too perfect.

He could hold his own, though he didn't want to against fellow travelers and the people of Sumeru. However, he wasn't fond of the idea of taking his costume off either. For what felt like the tenth time, he waved his gloved hands pacifyingly at a terrified civilian.

"Listen," he said, under the full covering of his Abyss Mage mask and cowl. "I mean you no harm! I am not a real Abyss Mage. Surely you can hear my voice doesn't match that of those troublesome rogues. Could you please direct me towards Akademiya?"

He had to admit, it was funny.

Directed towards the main hall, he made his way there in full costume, stopping behind a stranger near the hall. He couldn't tell what this person was dressed as, but surely he would be attending, right? Xingqiu tapped him on the shoulder, smile hidden behind his mask.

"Boo!" He spread his arms wide, striking a pose while holding a replica of an Abyss Mage staff proudly.

With that out of the way,

"What's your costume? Surely you are joining us in this ancient celebration."

#✧ | ic. #✧ | xingqiu. #✧ | thread: masked show your true self. #// this ended up being a lot longer than i expected haha #// hopefully it makes up somewhat for the excruciatingly long wait #// take your time w responding !!

[hxllowedpuppet]

-- THE WANDERER CAN appreciate someone like Cyno: quiet, to the point, uninterested in nauseating small talk. Of course, he cannot appreciate Cyno specifically due to one-sided history but, well, that served another matter.

" Reconnaissance? Don't be daft, " the Wanderer snorts. " The ultimate goal of this situation is to eliminate the ruin guards, no? Toeing the line is useless. " He flicks off a bit of dust from his shoulder. " I can't speak for you, but I know I'm certainly capable enough to deal with several ruin guards, so-called 'particularly dangerous' or no. I'll deal with them. "

He tilts his head back, the brim of his hat falling slightly forward. The sun crests the edge of it, casting harsh shadows and dazzling specks into his vision.

Sumeru's foliage has served to flourish under the sun, but not eliminate it. A half-curious thing; the very same sun certainly pounded down on the desert well enough, swallowing it up in dust bowls and death. Yet cross a few trails and rocks, and you could find yourself here.

He squints through the sun, clearly intent on attempting to grasp some sign or other of the ruin guards before Cyno. Why it became competitive when they were on the same side, well- the Wanderer didn't deign to ask that question, and thus he had no answer.

Oh It's A Shiny Ruin Guard! || Cyno & Wanderer

#✧ | ic. #✧ | cyno. #✧ | thread: oh it's a shiny ruin guard. #// since theyre both from sumeru and the thread describes it as 'local' i just dubbed them as being in sumeru #// but feel free to disagree and ill change things :>

[hxllowedpuppet]

✧ monthly threads.

our first mission board has dropped, and i'm excited to rp with you all! lets talk about the threads the wanderer is interested in for this month:

sumeru exclusive: while i don't think the wanderer would willingly go to a costume party, i think the idea of being prompted to go ( either by another character or by a fellow scholar ) for some purpose could be convincing enough, particularly if he's permitted to dress as something unrecognizable. i think this could be a fun prompt!

ruin guard: the wanderer is a character that excels is completing tasks that require him to clean things up and talk less. icly, i think that a mission that he intends to go out on his own to do but gets roped into other shenanigans with other characters would be fun!

feel free to communicate via tumblr im or discord dms ( if you dont have my discord, feel free to ask for it ) if you're interested! :>

#✧ | ooc. #✧ | thread tracker.

[hxllowedpuppet]

❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

#✧ | ask meme. #// getting the ball rolling w one of my favorite ask memes :> #// and one that i think serves the wanderer quite well

[hxllowedpuppet]

introduction.

hello !! i'm moka / kiki ( either is fine ) and i'll be rping the wanderer in gnostic hymns. a few quick notes that lean into spoiler territory for the post-sumeru quest involving him:

i'm not interested in shipping the wanderer, sorry !

although, as per lore, the wanderer has been given a name by the traveler, i'm going to keep whatever that name might be ambiguous. he will introduce himself as the wanderer, though sumeru characters might know him as 'hat guy' ( and though he'll express displeasure in being called such a nonsensical name, he'll ultimately be fine with it )

i'm pretty firm on characters not remembering who he was. i would prefer to avoid situations where characters regain their memories through some way or other, and though i'm alright with a few instances of characters "feeling like they might've seen him before" ( namely with characters like ei and maybe yae miko ), i don't want to have any miraculous remembrances or meta-plays into recollections.

the wanderer is one of my favorite characters in fiction ever, and i'm quite excited to pen him! thank you for reading this far, and i'm excited to rp with you all!

#✧ | ooc. #✧ | intro.

[hxllowedpuppet]

| | | “My chest will never again be defiled by worldly filth”

#✧ | ooc. #✧ | visage.

[hxllowedpuppet]

test

test

test

test

#✧ | ooc.