#canoninfo

[chuo-shijuroku]

𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐈

The size of Seireitei has been compared to a modern day city. It’s undoubtedly grown over the years since it’s original formation, and for anyone traveling solely on foot, it would take days to travel from one end to another. While there are no automobiles in Seireitei ( and motorcycles specifically become banned ), there is a mode of public transportation: open trolleys. Walking is the most common means to get from point A to point B, but with Seireitei being as large as it is and the bulk of shinigami not able to use shunpo for extended periods without exhausting themselves ( nor cover large amounts of ground in a single step ), transportation is necessary. There are trolley stations in every division and every division has one singular trolley that never leaves said division, while the rest travel among all of Serietei. The schedules are posted in the stations, and every trolley is labeled with the division number, and letters ( A through N )

To live in Seireitei, one must complete six years in the Academy,. The only exception to this rule are those born into noble families. It should also be noted that not all that graduate are accepted into the Gotei 13. The groups of souls that never become true shinigami are then left with either returning to Rukongai, or remaining in Seireitei and working at one of the several other jobs available. Retired shinigami also are required to take some form of a job in order to stay in Seireitei.

The divisions are walled off from each other, but also separated into districts. Typically, those districts consist of shopping, housing, training, and work. Some divisions have considerably larger training areas than others. Other divisions, such as the sixth, have a large (and heavily guarded) section for noble housing. No two divisions have the same layout.

The shopping districts vary from division to division, depending on the specialty of those living there. There will be some specialty food items or clothing/accessory items available in one division, and not in another. Some of the noted places within Seireitei are: Silver Dragonfly - [ Specializing in Glasses, Run by Gin Tonbo ], The Purgatory Company [ A mail-order business located minutes from Black Ridge Gate ], Shinigami's Health Land [ A day spa ], Tomorrow's Tiger Pharmacy  [ A small pharmacy that sells a variety of household items ]. Other stores that would be found in any given division are: clothing, haberdashery, jewelry, and tailoring stores, grocery stores, bakeries, liquor stores, restaurants and bars, tea shops, bookstores, novelty stores (ones that sell popular mascot items such as Chappy), electronic stores, furniture stores, repair shops, art galleries, florists, and salons.

The housing districts are generally the same throughout Seireitei. Unranked shinigami share a large apartment-like barrack. The housing itself is not gender segregated, but the communal showers are. The barrack apartments do not have showers and are generally very small with only the basic necessities available. The mass of unranked shinigami often eat their meals in the mess hall of their chosen division. Overall, the living conditions are extremely similar to those offered at the Academy.

Ranked officer housing is in a separate area from the unranked. Small one bedroom houses are offered to ranked members, giving them privacy and lifting the need to use any communal amenities offered. The size doesn’t vary much, though the top five have the nicest housing.

Captains and Lieutenants are allowed to choose where they’d like their homes to be built. Because it’s so infrequent that these ranks are changed out, it isn’t much of a problem to tear down/build homes for the heads of the divisions. Those that are nobles however, rarely choose to live outside of their clan housing unless said housing is built within another division.

[youcannotaffordme]

League of Legends: Season Start 2018 "CLIMB" concepts by Jason Chan

[diandra-soe]

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[syrenqueen-blog1]

[ CINEMATIC: ]

The 2018 season is here. Take the first step and begin your climb.

[blackcuttingmoon]

tell me three random HCs bout da Ichihoe

@skyvar

You better read ALL this shit because my mood is awful and it’s obvious because of feels here B(

HC1: One of Ichigo’s greatest passions is literature. He has loved books since hewas a child. His mother used to read him some stories before going to sleep andshe often acted as the characters of those stories, with the appearance ofIsshin as some evil guest from time to time. She also was the person whointroduced him to Shakespeare. She used to read him a lot and Ichigo wanted toknow what was she reading, since she seemed to love it so much. Of course, hewas too young for understanding the difficult kanjis. Seeing his interest,Masaki started reading some parts to him. Ichigo didn’t understand half of whatshe told him, but he loved to see his mother’s smile and serenity when he readthose books. And those words sounded so nice and interesting... He couldn’t goback Shakespeare for some years after his mother’s death because it wasimpossible for him to read him without seeing Masaki’s smiles. Thankfully, whenhe was older, he went back to it, when he found one of his mother’s books. Hepronounced some of the same words Masaki did. He saw his mother’s smile again,but this time he didn’t stop. He wanted to know why she adored that autor. Heloved the book. And the next ones which followed.

HC2: Ichigo was always a shy person, since he was a small fry. And as he grew andhis punk looks got him in trouble, he closed himself even more. In a society inwhich homogeneity was so appreciated, his different looks were not trulyaccepted. Punks in gangs usually dyed their hair and more than a half of peoplewho see him guessed that he was another of those troublesome boys. The firsttime a group of teenagers, far older than him, hit him, Ichigo didn’t evenrespond. And he had known karate for a long while. He just didn’t understandwhy they were calling him names, even less because of his hair. Ichigo knewthat it wasn’t a current color, but his beautiful mother had also a beautifullight hair. She was like the sun. She was the prettiest person ever. Why shouldhe feel ashamed of his hair, since it was so similar to hers?

Soonhe realized the looks, the laughs, the jokes… As he grew up, troubles onlyincreased. However, he got tired of people’s bullshit. He hit back. He kickedback. And when someone threatened to cut his hair he gave them the beating oftheir lives. His fame of being a punk spread like a wildfire.  Some people suggested him to dye his hair. Henever did. He would never be ashamed of what he was and how he was. Even lesswhen it was one of the few things remembering him of his mother’s light.

HC3:Based in a Canon-thing shared by Kubo. Ichigo used to go to the hairdresserwhen he was younger, but they were constantly asking him about the color andbothering him about his looks, so he stopped going. Since then, Yuzu is the onecutting his hair. That canoninfo made me think that at first, Ichigo had towear some terrible haircuts because Yuzu had no experience when it came tothat. And still, he’d rather go to school like that than to suffer constantinterrogations about him, his parents, if he was half-blood and other nastycomments which followed those sessions. Yuzu, knowing about his troubles, madeher best to learn with tutorials how to make proper haircuts and she has becomea pro.

Also,if you ask Ichigo about his hair he will totally get defensive even if theperson didn’t mean it in a bad way. If you’re someone of the few lucky lovedones, he would melt if you caress his hair or flatter him about it. If you keepmassaging his hair, he will totally fall asleep.

[forthetempered]

How do different factions compare in military strength? What are some important economic features of various factions, like Bilgewater's sea-monster fishing?          

“Noxus has the largest army. Demacia's is smaller, but ridiculously well-trained. Piltover and Zaun have innovation and industry as the hallmarks of their economies. Bilgewater has monster fishing, plus the biggest black market for rare items. Ionia has a variety of features, it's not quite as big as Valoran, but it's pretty huge.” - RiotJaredan

[raiseitup]

Yuna's relationship flowchart from the Ultimania

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Toward Tidus  →  想いを寄せる  She is infatuated by him.

Toward Kimahri  →  保護者的存在  He is her protector.

Toward Seymour  →  老師として尊敬、のちに対立  Originally she respected him as a maester of Yevon, but subsequently came into conflict with him.

Totally pointless information.  The flowcharts in the Ultimania are laconic like hell.  I'm just testing my tags, really.

[chuo-shijuroku]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘

"Do not seek beauty in battle. Do not seek virtue in death. Do not make  the mistake of considering only your own life. If you wish to protect  that which you must protect slice the enemy you must defeat from  behind.”

Originally founded around 2,100 years ago under the name ‘Shinigami Academy’, it was eventually changed with the addition of the formation of the  Kidō Corps and the Onmitsukidō.

The uniform of the Academy is similar to the standard Shinigami uniform, though consists of red and white (for women) and blue and white (for men). The Academy symbol is sported below both shoulders on the front of the kosode.

Anyone is allowed to take the entrance exam for the Academy. There is no limit to the number of times one is allowed to apply, so even if one fails the first time, they can try again the following year. The entrance exam is also used to divide the students into classes.

First Class is the accelerated program. This is the only skill divide between students, all others are placed in basic courses. However, on occasion a student can be placed in First Class of specific subjects, while remaining in basic for the others. Otherwise, students are filed by year (first years, ect).

Six years is the mandatory study, though particularly talented shinigami are able to graduate early. Some students are even accepted into the Gotei before graduation and are offered a ranked position in said division.

The four major classes are:  Hakuda, Hohō, Kidō, and Zanjutsu.   Other mandatory classes are: Medicine, Language (Reading/Writing), Shunpo, and the basic laws/history of Seireitei. Optional classes are: Calligraphy, Arts, Technology/Science, and Skill Courses (such as cooking, ect)

[youcannotaffordme]

Visions of Zaun

W I L D L I F E

The Land and coastal areas house an large assortment of astounding creatures, such as: Cliff-shrikes, Crag-ducks, Flesh-eating mites, Gutter rats, Plague rats, Shadowhares, and Viridian beetles.

There are also more mundane creatures inhabiting the coastlines and docks such as seagulls.

Cavernberry

Type of native edible plant species. Used to make a juice.

Gutter rat

Gutter rats are a type of native mammal species. Their name is also used as an urban insult.

Plague rat

Plague rats are a type of native mammal species. Twitch was once a plague rat, before he mutated due to Zaunite chemicals in its sewers.

[luxannacrownguard]

Demacia

Taken from the League of Legends Universe Page

“Demacia is a strong, lawful society with a prestigious military history. It values the ideals of justice, honor and duty highly, and its people are fiercely proud. Demacia is a self-sufficient, agrarian society, with abundant, fertile farmland, dense forests that are logged for lumber, and mountains rich with mineral resources. It is inherently defensive and insular, partly in response to frequent attacks from barbarians, raiders and expansionist civilizations. Some suggest that the golden age of Demacia has passed and unless it is able to adapt to a changing world – something many believe it is simply incapable of doing – that its decline is inevitable. Nevertheless, Demacia remains one of the dominant powers in Valoran, and boasts the most elite, well-trained army in all of Runeterra.”

[syrenqueen-blog1]

[ ANIMATION: ]

Her back’s to the wall. Bad luck for them. There’s only one way out alive, and they aren’t taking it

[syrenqueen-blog1]

[ COMIC / COLOUR STORY ]:

Bilgewater. A haven for Runeterra’s most notorious monster hunters, mercenaries, and scoundrels.

For decades, a ruthless pirate named Gangplank kept the city in check. Under his merciless rule, Bilgewater was an orderly place to make a dishonest living.

But now Gangplank is dead. Murdered, by a crimson-haired bounty hunter seeking vengeance for her parents’ deaths.

Bilgewater has descended into chaos. Only the woman who killed Gangplank can save it.

Her name is Sarah.

They call her Miss Fortune.

[syrenqueen-blog1]

Down Among the Dead Men

[ COLOUR STORY: ]

Bilgewater’s White Wharf had earned its name thanks to the layer of bird waste covering it from end to end, which was only to be expected at a resting place for the dead. Folk here didn’t bury corpses; they returned them to the sea. A grave of the sunken dead hung suspended in the cold depths, marked by hundreds of bobbing grave-buoys. Some were merely name posts, while others were elaborate tomb markers carved to resemble rearing krakens or buxom sea wenches.

Miss Fortune sat on an empty crate of Rapture Rum at the end of the wharf, legs crossed and a noxious cheroot dangling from her bottom lip. In one hand, she held a length of breathing tube connected to a half-submerged coffin floating low in the water. In the other, she grasped a length of frayed rope running through a rusted pulley block and tied to the coffin lid. Both her pistols were holstered within easy reach.

Moonlight cast a weak glow through the mist rolling in from the sea, staining the water’s scummed surface tobacco yellow. Cawing carrion gulls lined every swaybacked roof on the quayside, which was always a good omen. They knew better than any the signs of fresh pickings.

“About time” she whispered, as a shaven-headed man in a drake-scale frock coat emerged from the narrow, debris-choked alley. A pack of needle-toothed wharf-rats stalked him, hoping he was drunk and might pass out to become easy meat. The man’s name was Jakmunt Zyglos, one of the Painted Brothers. Any corsair worth his salt had tattoos, but every inch of Zyglos was inked with clawed serpents, lovers’ names, and a record of every boat he’d sunk, every man he’d murdered. His skin was as good a confession as any she’d known.

He marched purposefully along the wharf, but his eyes darting warily from side to side gave the lie to his confidence. His hand gripped a long cutlass with a shark-toothed edge that hung low on his hip. He too boasted a firearm, a stubby carbine with glassy pipes running the length of its barrel.

“Where is he?” demanded Zyglos. “You said you’d bring him.”

“That a Piltover hex-carbine?” she asked, ignoring his question.

“Answer me, damn you!”

“You first” said Miss Fortune, letting some rope out through the pulley and allowing the coffin to sink a little more. “After all, I’m not sure how long this breathing tube is, and you wouldn’t want your brother to go without air, would you?”

Zyglos took a breath, and she saw the tension go out of him.

“Yes, damn you, it’s from Piltover” he said, drawing the weapon and holding it out by the trigger guard.

“Pricy” said Miss Fortune.

“I guess you’d know” he sneered.

She let out even more rope. Bubbles of air escaped the now fully submerged coffin. Zyglos held up his hands, instantly contrite.

“Alright! Alright!” he pleaded. “It’s yours. Pull him up. Please.”

“You’ll come quietly?”

Zyglos gave a bark of fatalistic laughter.

“What choice do I have?” he asked. “You sank my ships and killed all my men. You’ve sent my kin to the poorhouse or the gaol, and for what? A stolen hex-gun? A bounty?”

“A little of both and then some?”

“So how much am I worth to you, bitch?”

“Coin? Five hundred silver serpents.”

“All this mayhem for a lousy five hundred serpents?”

“It’s not the money that’s got you killed. It’s the fact that you’re one of Gangplank’s sworn men” said Miss Fortune. “That’s why I want you dead.”

“Dead? Wait, the warrant says alive!”

“True, but I’ve never been very good at following instructions” said Miss Fortune, releasing the rope and the breathing tube. The coffin plunged into the darkness of the sunken dead, trailing a froth of frantic bubbles. Zyglos screamed his brother’s name and ran at her, drawing his serrated sword. She let him get within spitting distance before drawing her pistols and blasting him with both barrels, one through the eye, one in the heart.

Miss Fortune spat her cheroot into the sea and blew the smoke from each muzzle.

“Self defense” she said with a smile, rehearsing her lie for the bounty pursers. “Crazy fool came at me with that fang-sword of his. I didn’t have a choice.”

Miss Fortune bent to retrieve the fallen hex-carbine. She turned the weapon over in her hands. Too light for her tastes, but artfully made and absurdly lethal. The ghost of a smile twitched the corner of her mouth as she thought back to the warmth of the old workshop, the smell of gun oil, and the touch of her mother’s hand on her shoulder. Miss Fortune sighed and shook off the memory before it turned sour. She threw the pistol out over the water, sending it down to the dead. The sea demanded its due, after all, and she’d not lied; the weapon was worth a small fortune.

She stood and strolled back into Bilgewater. She knew she ought to throw Zyglos’s corpse into the water too, but the wharf-rats and the carrion gulls had to eat, didn’t they?

And fresh meat was a rare delicacy on the White Wharf.