Wanyūdō - Hell Girl (Jigoku Shoujo) | Voice Test | Homeless

[hell_wheel]

I was just doing a bit of traveling.

To what do I owe the pleasure of this summons?

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[resolvere]

[Just a regular white wolf to most everyone, the mention of travel causes her to tilt her head. She fully supports traveling.

Summons, though. Summons? She's not sure what to make of it being thought of in such a way. And what sort of places has he been summoned before if this is anywhere towards the norm?]

[hell_wheel]

Aren't you just a lovely creature.

[He crouches, holding out his hand to the wolf.

Just a regular wolf, eh? He smiles.]

[resolvere]

[To most mortals, yes. There are those who can see her crimson markings, and even the few like Yatsu who could sense her as a lovely maiden. But other than them, just a regular wolf, though as white as fresh snow.

She approaches without any hesitation at all, sniffing the proffered hand with great inhales and wet exhales, black lips parting to briefly lick at his skin.

More like a doggie, it seems.]

[hell_wheel]

I am honored.

[Dipping his head to her.

To most, he seems old and frail.

To her, his nature is hard to hide.

A yokai, a wheel of flame riding the road to and from hell.]

[resolvere]

[OSHI—obviously mun knows nothing about the canon.

The sun god looks up at him carefully, pulling back to sit and whip her tail around her paws. Dark eyes take in his every movement, and of course she can his true nature. It comes with being his mother, as it were.

A paw goes out simply, prodding at his human knee. She was always fond of knees, such wonderful things, hinge joints. That is her answer to his head dip, a simple touch of the sun god. What issue does she have with him as of now? None, and she would prefer it stay that way.]

[hell_wheel]

[He does not seem eager to make issue with her, either.

As for his true form, it is much less kind and unassuming.]

Just passing through?

[resolvere]

[Eyes of fire, lips of ice, ears of thunder...this? This makes more sense than those. This, him. That which is before her.

She doesn't expect him to be able to hear her, of course, and so letters appear on the floor between them, as though by an invisible brush.

CAN YOU SEE ME?]

[preacher_man]

[Excuse him, he's new to the whole supernatural thing yet he can see the elderly man for what he really was.]

[hell_wheel]

[You mean a flaming wheel from hell?

The old man smiles to the one staring.]

Are you alright young man?

[preacher_man]

Yes just...what are you?

[The old man may get the sense that the preacher is more than he appears. Not only because of the angelic wings but because of his eyes which should of made him blind yet he was seeing perfectly fine.]

[hell_wheel]

I am a traveler.

My name is Wanyūdō. Who, may I ask, are you?

[He probably knows what the man means.]

[preacher_man]

I am a preacher, Simon is my name.

[He seems uncomfortable but not concerned. Whatever this man was he didn't intend to hurt him and he wasn't a sinful creature.]

[hell_wheel]

[At least not outwardly hostile.]

A preacher.

And what brings you down this road, Simon?

if you're looking for a game. Ai would love him in Mayfield

[shallbeavenged]

Wanyūdō

This is just a voice test at first, but if I get into him I'll definitely need a game!

[hell_wheel]

Ai.

So, does this mean I am needed again?

Our apps open next month. If you get his voice, we'd love to have him.

[shallbeavenged]

No.

This place brings people together.

That gives me some time to play around with. Thanks.

[hell_wheel]

I suppose it does.

How has it treated you?

[shallbeavenged]

I have been trapped in a town for almost three years now.

[Not well.]

[hell_wheel]

Three years.

What sort of place could keep you for so long?

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger recognizes this man from one of Ai Enma's illusions. Silent as a shadow, he watches curiously.]

[hell_wheel]

[He decides to walk. If the boy still follows, he speaks up without looking.]

Be cautious who you follow. You never know where one leads.

If you are heading the same way, though, I wouldn't mind the company.

[strike_you_out]

[No longer does he follow. He appears, instead, along the path in which the man appears to be heading. Slugger's eyes are obscured in shadow beneath his cap, but he is most definitely still watching.]

Do you know the Hell Girl?

[hell_wheel]

[He stops, now facing the boy. His eyes almost appear closed.]

Do I?

Yes.

If you seek her out, you are going about it wrong.

[strike_you_out]

I've met her.

I haven't met you.

[hell_wheel]

I am Wanyūdō.

How is she doing?