I know that practically nobody knows what Houshin Engi is (BUT IF YOU'RE INTERESTED, I'M NOT STOPPING YOU! <3) save for one or two of you, but here's a HMD post for Youzen anyway. Honestly, out of the three characters I play (Youzen, Zell, and Caboose), I feel the most nervous about playing Youzen right. He's not really a character you can match an archetype with. :D;

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[Those who are listening will notice several different voices coming from the same source. It's because Youzen has the unfortunate curse of sounding like other people (and sometimes things) that he and the rest of the House guests may or may not recognize.]

[In the voice of Smeagol/Gollum:] What is thisss?! No no no!

[To make things worse for this poor doushi, he also will talk like the forms he believes he has taken in. So those who see him will just see a tall man with elegant blue hair...sounding like other things.

Youzen turns away from the mirror to not look at this ugly UGLY form that he apparently thinks he has. Perhaps this is punishment for his ability to take different forms of people. Oh, the humanity...and that's not even the right term to use for this guy.]

(ooc: So Youzen thinks he looks like whoever he will look like until the next time he looks into a mirror. He'll also talk/sound like whoever he thinks he is. His appearance may stay the same to the others, but not his voice.)

[Those who might take a glance at Youzen will notice that he has his hands completely wrapped around with his white cloth. He's hiding the fact that his smooth, clean hands are now scales and green. Green lizard-like hands that his transformation has no power over for whatever reason.

He steps into the bathroom and the voice option triggers in his vain struggle to scrub the scales off. Whoever walks in will clearly see them.]

Of all thin--


[And he just totally melted the mirror with his breath.]

...oh my.

A holiday in which you dress as whoever you wish, hm? That is something I do practically all my life.

Of all times, I do not feel like celebrating anything right now.

*Somewhere along the lines, Youzen remembered something that Cross said. Something about first born children dying near the end of the week. It wasn't that Youzen never believed him, but it's not something he could believe first hand. By the time the locust invasion occurred... Youzen realized that his roommate was right. He wanted to talk to Drizzt, but was unsure of how he should approach him about it. In the end, Youzen thought it was best to just quietly fade away outside, by the tree where he and Drizzt would frequently sit under together, which he took comfort in. If anything, he would probably come back here for all he knew. Death may be close, but home never felt so far away.

He gazed up at the sky, a task that became more and more difficult as his eyelids felt heavier and he felt sleepier. Eventually he gave in, half hoping that he would wake up with Drizzt with him and the other half hoping that he would return home.*

( I think we have hit rock bottom. )

Faith: How did this happen? Were we drunk? I blame you if that was the case.
Emmett: My mother is a male vampire. Of course.
Grif: My father was not this lazy man!
Church: Sister, hm? No wonder you are so angry.
Seifer: ...indeed, this family is quite dysfunctional.
Yuna: A young lady like this as my grandmother?
Cross: *Snerks.*
Drizzt: Oh, Drizzt. We have most definitely hit rock bottom. ._. I do not find this kinky. I do not. I do not.

My transformation doesn't work. No matter what form I take, these... ugh, are still here.

This is disgusting. I feel disgusting. I do not wish to even look in the mirror. I'd almost rather be sick again.

*Youzen's breathing is very slow and maybe even forced.* It's no good... no medicine I can concoct seem to work on this disease... I know I haven't made any mistakes with the me- *He turns away to cough. To Youzen, this disease is reminiscent of Outenkun's parasitic paopei.*

I... I think I will rest here for a little while...

*The slow, light breathing continues as he just collapses on the chair without turning off the device.*

I can tolerate the frogs (and even the blood) to an extent, but this is just disgusting.

Hmm...

What would Taikoubou Suusu do?

... I have not seen Drizzt for a while, actually. I hope he's not among those who have left. He can't. No way...

I still have Guenhwyvar... of all things I'd like to keep to remember Drizzt, I'd rather not keep keep his cat companion! I want to call him out. There are so many things I should say. So many things I should apologize for. But if he's still here, how can I approach him after all that happened? I could return Guenhwyvar and then what?

*Youzen clears his throat and speaks. Those who can pick it up can tell that he had probably rehearsed it from the ashamed tone of his voice.*

Although none of us were acting like ourselves and we have no control over it, I still feel that I should apologize. I was very rude and uncouth in a way that it reminds me of someone else I know... but he was at least respectable. I was just embarrassing. I hope those I have offended can forgive me.

Perhaps I can make up for the things I said last week by playing hero this week... I do need something to distract me. My power of transformation has returned, but I am limited to only animals and objects. I believe I can make use of myself those ways nevertheless. I'd much rather not be myself right now, ironically enough.

(ooc: Youzen is wearing a black leather undershirt and black leather pants. Think Mystique from X-Men... except male. xD)

*YAAAAAWN.*.

*Youzen is lying on his side on a couch in the lounge. Normally, during this time of day, Youzen would take a walk outside. But why go outside when you have a wonderful thing called the television? No wonder Taikoubou Suusu would keep himself occupied with this sometimes! It's so entertaining!

He suddenly gets up and gasps.* What would be really great now... potato chips! ... ah... *He sinks back down on the couch, cuddling with the pillow.*

But it's so comfortable here~ ... but I'm also snacky. *He props his head on his arm, pondering his dilemma.* Mmm... decisions, decisions...

Hey! Somebody bring me a bag of chips! And maybe a soda! Mmm, peaches would be good to.

(ooc: For this event, Youzen is going to be lazy and slightly more rude. 8D)

[private, hackable]

My master is alive. And I revived my real father.

I truly wish to heal Outenkun. I will forgive him for what he had done.

[/private]

Reborn, is it? Whoever you are, it looks like we are partners.

(ooc: Youzen's speaking politely as usual, but his tone is kinda bitter, especially with what happened with him in the last post.)

*Youzen would contemplate where this place is- possibly another dimension paopei, but he is too busy facing the man who stands before him, breathing heavily through his mask.*

Tsuuten Kyoushu...

*Tsuuten, his father, grips his sword paopei and swiftly charges at his son. Youzen holds his Sansentou up defensively, blocking the sword as the two are nearly face to face to each other.*

Do you remember me?

*Tsuuten furrows, giving Youzen a slight twinge of hope that perhaps he will return to normal. That hope is lost when Tsuuten's eyes narrow again with killing intent as he puts more force into his sword and Youzen finds it harder to keep this stance. He doesn't give up though. He must reach him!

We have met before! I visited Kingou fifty years ago.

*Tsuuten Kyoushu doesn't even flinch this time. All he can hear are the words of Outenkun, words that tell him that he must kill Youzen over and over again and he cannot but help but comply. This stranger who claims to know him is the threat. In his mind, all that matters now is to eliminate the threat. Within a few seconds, Tsuuten Kyoushu releases the powerful super paopei Rikukonhan that was wrapped around him. Youzen takes the chance to back away from the hold and narrowly escapes from being enveloped in the black cloak. But the power of the cloak itself lashes around the environment like a whip, slicing and dicing rocks and the nearby trees. Youzen was unlucky enough to be caught in the attack, bleeding from the cut from his forehead to his shoulders, chest, and legs. It's a miracle that he is still standing. But Tsuuten Kyoushu doesn't stop there, he rushes to the threat, his son, to deliver the finishing blow.

But Youzen doesn't fall, in fact, it's the other way around. Tsuuten Kyoushu looks down with wide eyes, to see Youzen's Sansentou pierced right through him. Youzen, with regretful eyes, pulls it out and strikes him again. Tsuuten stumbles back as the Rikukonhan slowly flows down to the ground. He drops his sword and his mask falls, allowing Youzen to painfully watch his father cough blood. Immediately, Youzen rushes to his side, holding him up gently as he hears his dying father repeating the words:*

"Give the order to destroy Konron. No matter what. Bunchuu, I give the order to destroy Konron. No matter what. Destroy Konron, no matter what.

Father?

*The sight of Tsuuten Kyoushu's body glowing gives Youzen the instinctive move to hold him tighter, but he knows that it's useless. Tsuuten Kyoushu is dying and in a few seconds, his soul will fly to the Houshin Dai. Tsuuten Kyoushu quietly utters, "... Youzen" before his body gives in and disappears from Youzen's arms.

Youzen sits there for a while, on his knees as he looks up at the sky. Perhaps it's for the best that Tsuuten Kyoushu died. He no longer had to live in fear of his former student Dakki nor having to live the rest of his life brainwashed by her and Outenkun.

Youzen takes some comfort in that. But it doesn't change the fact that he just killed his father.*

(ooc: This entry is backdated during the week with all the enemies. Youzen's form is completely different from his usual blue hair look that everyone knows about. Right now and just like during the zombie event, this is what he really looks like, his demonic form that he hides from everyone. Naturally, he will return to normal for the new event and on.

I have moved him several chapters ahead in which Gyokutei, his master whom he was really close to, died protecting him but before he manages to talk his father, Tsuuten, back to sanity [sort of]. Think of this as a not-so-happy ending in which he is actually forced to fight and kill him.

Haha, this post took me an hour and a half to do, I think.)

*Youzen is standing in front of the mirror, admiring the traditional attire that the House has given him (not to mention how good he looks in it). Of all things, he is happy that the House has provided him something he actually likes.*

Huu~ I wonder if it's possible to take this home with me. Well, as long as I remember what it looks like, it should be possible. *Oh, the doushi is proud of his transformation ability that makes him so unique from the others. Even if the House weakened his powers considerably, Youzen still retains some ability to change his form, just not in the sense where he could replicate their powers.*

... perhaps they just cannot completely eliminate my talents~ Fufufu! I'm a natural, after all.

*He reaches behind and pulls his hair tie off, letting his long blue hair flow down. After a few minutes, he ties it up again. And then removes it once more. Through out this repetitive process, he accidentally turns on his voice option.*

Hmm... should I leave it on or...?

*Youzen is relaxing in the garden, lying down with his legs crossed. He's grateful that the heat is gone and he can let his long hair flow freely. The loss of gravity doesn't really bother him, as he finds the feeling of being off the ground again is really nice. Koutenken is outside with him. The dog is happily content that he can float again, even if it's not with his own abilities.

Youzen closes his eyes and imagines himself back at home, where flying and the sight of floating rocks is normal.* I miss home.

(ooc: Hey, we haven't had a zaney meme lately huh? Mostly because I run out of ideas. But here's one that is not run by the all mighty blogquiz! Are you guys familiar with fmylife.com? Obviously, it stands for "fuck my life" and people all over pretty much just submit the normal things that happened in their life that just happen to be bad. Check the site for examples. They're hilarious.

So the meme itself goes like this: Post your characters FML post(s) here. It could be related to what happened in this game or in their canon. Got an angst? Character having relationship problems? Character spilled orange juice on their clean pants? You get the idea.)

Canon: "Today, I learned from my childhood that I was traded off for another disciple from where I originally came from, which is a land where immortal demons reside, thus, making me one of them. I was raised as a human by my mentor whom I care and respect very much. He died protecting me from acid rain by the disciple that I was traded with. Bonus: The same disciple brainwashed my real father and forced him to try and kill me. FML"

Canon: "Today, I realized that I will never be the main character of my series. FML"

TV-related: "Today, my boyfriend and I were having a tender moment. He made the sweetest face to me when he confessed his feelings for me. Then I realized that this is the exact same face he makes when he sees muttons. I am equal to sheep. FML."