TEST DRIVE #13

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TEST DRIVE MEME #13

CONTENT WARNINGS:body modification (new arrivals); body modification (npcs)

▶ 001. ARRIVAL / CAFETERIA. (NEO TOKYO BASE).

It happens in the blink of an eye, a dash of time – you're taken from where you were. What you were doing... it isn't important any more, and slowly, you give up the desire of your normal life. When you awaken, figures are looking down on you from a surgical table. "Yeah, this one will do. Let's take them to the rest." That's all you see before losing consciousness again, only to wake up in a pod with many others.

"Your questions will be answered soon enough, as I'm sure you will have many," a female, robotic voice says.

Just then, you regain consciousness in a pool of stasis liquid along with many others. You realize you are underground. Your new life is about to begin... whether you like it or not.

Welcome to Neo Tokyo. Pods drain their stasis fluid, which wakes each Outsider and they emerge from their pod in only undergarments. Directed to a locker room in the medical bay, they find a towel to dry off with and a set of gray loungewear to wear as LILITH makes the final decision in assigning the Outsiders to their rightful teams. If a character has any accessibility needs, they will be found here.

It's around this time they will feel a sharp pain at the back of their eyes, almost like there’s a foreign body lodged on the inside of their head. This pain will subside quickly as their body adapts to the changes, but there will always be a sensation of something being not quite right; that their bodies have been changed forever. It might take some getting used to, but over time the sensation will become familiar. In the stasis pods, all Outsiders have been surgically fitted with ocular and brain implants that will enable them to communicate with LILITH and the rest of the crew, as well as providing them the information they require. Almost like a computer screen has been loaded into their brains, they will see a loading screen as the implant completes its download.

A questionnaire will then pop up, waiting for their answer. A voice, robotic and feminine, will also read along in their brain for them.

█ █ █ LOADING COMPLETE … BEGIN ORIENTATION …

Name:
Username:
Civilian Identity:
Age:
Species:
Origin:
Syndata File:

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?:
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:

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Outsiders will receive a quick debrief about their situation: they will be told that the year is 2279, and they have been taken to Neo Tokyo, one of the last bastions of mankind in a world terrorized by various Kaiju and monsters. Only a third of the population remains, and LILITH has gathered talented people from other dimensions here as a last ditch effort to save humanity. Outsiders are free to continue asking LILITH questions through their implant, but there’s no guarantee that they will provide them with a straight answer.

Outsiders will also notice an implant in their dominant wrist. This implant has a barcode in it that will enable them to purchase goods from the local stores in Neo Tokyo. They will receive a starting balance of 15,000 KRYPTOS (about USD 100), which is barely enough for a few good meals, groceries, and supplies. They can view their current balance through a hologram window projected by their ocular implant.

In the cafeteria area, food is being served. The kitchen can be seen, and a few robots are busy stirring pots and preparing the dishes. The current offerings are Fish and chips, and mushy peas. Some very lucky outsiders might get there early enough to see another curious treat; Smack Barm Pey Wets, supplies are limited! Of course, if it doesn't appeal, Outsiders will also be encouraged to make their own food. Finding your own ingredients might be trickier, however, especially with the dubious nature of the meats.

"Greetings, my name is SYNTHIA and I will be taking care of you today. Worry not, my children. You are in safe hands."

▶ 002. ANARCHY IN THE UK

For newly arrived Outsiders and veterans, they will be given a choice. They can choose to do some work in Britain or they can take care of things in Neo Tokyo. For those who decide to help wrap things up in England, they will still be based in Windsor Castle. Eadmund and Gwenllian are nowhere to be found. After recent events, they have both decided to spend some time away and discuss matters privately. In a show of good faith, both will allow LILITH to track their whereabouts, but they ask to be left alone for the time being. LILITH will take over command of the castle and begin to sort things out in the meantime. Since LILITH is helping put things to rights, the teleporter between Neo-Tokyo and Windsor Castle is operating 24/7, allowing outsiders both new and old to travel freely! (However, a little nausea is to be expected from frequent or first-time use.)

One of the matters at hand is the return of the human population. While many of the animals have been turned back into people, there are still some complications. Some of the people have animal features like animal ears, tails, paws, and wings. Others are still in animal form but possess human speech. Outsiders will be tasked with helping to administer LILITH's new rift corruption treatment to the civilians. Outsiders might encounter some civilians who are happy as they are, though. Being a human is hard! Maybe they want to be corgis or find their fox ears cute.

However, among those who have been changed back at the castle, some of them will approach the Outsiders and ask for help. Some of their family and friends are not accounted for and they are worried their loved ones might be out in the surrounding forest and ruins. There's a real concern they might not have changed back and might be out among the wildlife. They beg the Outsiders to help return their loved ones.

Outsiders will receive the best descriptions the locals can possibly give. For example, Outsiders are told to look out for a corgi with one lopsided ear, a fox with orange-ish fur and a very fluffy tail, a badger smaller than normal, a brown stoat, and other animals that... sound like normal animals. They'll also be given names to call out for like, Polly, Digory, Molly, and more. If they're extra "lucky" they might even provide amateur drawings to help them.

Among those asking for help is a certain distressed corgi and her regal daughter who will explain one of the lost corgis is the missing crown prince and other members of the royal family. If they can help reunite their family, they promise to reward the Outsiders handsomely.

▶ 003. KAIJU TRIAL

With their guardian kaiju weak and in recovery, the local kaiju are free to advance. A local variant of the yama-kujira can be found stomping across the forests and charging randomly from the brush. If you can sneak up on one and keep watch, however, you might be able to track some of them into the forest where they dig up the bases of trees for rare and expensive mushrooms that can be sold for a high price to chefs and foodies.

Outsiders who choose to venture into the London ruins to find lost animal-civilians will find fewer threats. They may encounter feral dogs, some giant rat kaiju, and aggravating pigeon kaiju but it's nothing most Outsiders can't handle. However, if they happen upon any bodies of water, they might run into a particularly beautiful sight. Swimming on the water's surface is a beautiful white swan kaiju. However, don't let your guards down. As soon as the swans make eye contact with Outsiders, they immediately take flight and charge at them.

█ █ █ MONSTER DEBRIEF SHEET

NAME: Swavyrn
HEIGHT: 12 ft (366 cm)
WEIGHT: 150 lbs (98 kg)
CLASS: Moderate to dangerous
LOCATION: United Kingdom
ABILITIES: Wing feathers are razor sharp blades, can generate powerful gusts of wind with wings, able to freeze water, beaks and talons are extremely sharp and can crush rock
WEAKNESSES: Electricity, fire, poor vision, extremely fixated on single prey, killing their mate
EXTRA NOTES: The Swavyrn is a common kaiju in parts of the United Kingdom. Extremely territorial and aggressive and once they have locked on to a target, they will not stop until it is dead. Often travel in pairs or small groups as a family. Swavyrn are said to mate for life and legend says if you kill one, the other will die shortly after.

OBJECTIVE:
✖ Rescue civilians that may still be animals

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While it seems that the Swavyrn poses a low risk to the Outsiders, they are a greater risk to most animals which will impede anyone trying to find lost animal-civilians. Outsiders are encouraged to recover as many enchanted civilians that might wander into their territory. They are also told to avoid bodies of water like rivers, ponds, streams, and fountains unless they want to get into territorial disputes. Luckily, most of these areas seem to be in abandoned parks, gardens, and specific parts of the city. They can also be found in the wild forests and fields beyond the city and Castle Windsor.

Outsiders do not need to defeat the Swavyrn they encounter but the feathers are known to be particularly beautiful and are popular collector and fashion items. Apparently some of them can even be used to make special collector blades. While each feather is not very expensive, collecting and selling enough of them could earn a sizable profit on local markets and back home. The Swavyrn is also supposed to be very delicious when treated properly so the corpses can also be sold.

Upon returning to Windsor Castle, there will be much discussion about whether or not the Swavyrn counts as a swan or not and if the Outsiders should be punished for harming them

▶ 004. CULTURE SHOCK

For those who decide to return to Neo Tokyo, they might arrive just in time to catch various small festivals occurring around the city. To celebrate Culture Day, various clubs and societies have organized events to introduce their talents to outsiders. Everyone in Neo Tokyo is welcome to attend these events and if they enjoy them, they're also welcome to join the clubs and start a new hobby!

In the local parks and gardens, Outsiders can experience tea ceremony and flower arrangement demos. Everyone is welcome to come in and enjoy tea with traditional sweets. For those who are especially curious, they can also learn how to prepare the tea. Outsiders who drink the tea will find they feel very relaxed and any worries or concerns they might have seem to fade away.

They can also learn how to arrange flowers into aesthetic displays to take back home. Many of the flowers are artificial and designed to come in both natural and unnatural colors. Their scents are stronger or even scentless depending on your preferences. They can even modify the flowers to look like flora from other countries. With a little bit of creativity you could probably adapt some of the flowers to look like flowers from other worlds, too!

For those who want something more exciting, they can find martial arts exhibitions around the city. These exhibitions can be found at community centers, in front of train stations, and outside department stores. Here, Outsiders can enjoy displays for kendo, naginata, archery, karate, and more. Everyone will be assigned a temporary style upgrade so they can don the appropriate uniform.

If you are interested in learning the way of the sword, you will be given a traditional wooden sword. By gripping the handle, it will read your biometrics and combine virtual tech to create the perfect weight and balance giving you the perfect practice katana. To start, everyone will get to practice cutting bamboo. Club members will also put on exhibition matches. If you can convince them, you might even get to join in on the competition and get to spar with some of the members or each other.

There are also similar matches for archery, naginata, karate, and other martial arts around the city. For archery, the challenge is trying to shoot different targets (stationery and moving) and for karate, challengers have to try to break stacks of tiles. For all martial art exhibitions, if you are able to complete the challenges, you will get to keep your uniform upgrade as a prize.

▶ 005. LIKE...Y'KNOW, NYAH

Word spreads fast in a hyper-modern world, and word of what happened to some of the people in England has made its way back to Japan, and there will always be scientists who are willing to push the envelope when it comes to scientific discovery. Corporations will always use alternative means to fund risky discoveries, and money flows quickly, and discoveries are even quicker to be made. It isn’t like some geneticists and surgeons weren’t already working on such things, but with the extra cash and the right supplies, and word that it’s possible...it all seems to come together easily.

The black markets see it first, as they always do. Individuals with cat ears and tails are the easy ones to spot, but there are others too. A man with a neck that can spin all the way around and eyes that can see far into the distance; a mousey individual with a nose that twitches more than a few times, and a woman with a pair of large canine ears on her head that stick straight up. People who are paying premiums to be the first ones to sport fetching tails, ears, claws and feathers. Sure, one could augment themselves with machinery, but isn’t true wetwork even more enticing?

All these spliced individuals certainly look cool, but with it comes some unintended consequences. The people splicing are starting to show… the effects of their DNA, the longer they have it. For the first few days, it looks quite fetching, of course, but those cat ears and tail are great, until you start tracking every stray bit of movement, before you lunge for your next meal that happens to be the child running in the street. Individuals with squirrel DNA might start compulsively stealing food and burying it, or people with crepuscular hunter skills start stalking people in the dawn and evenings, and there are even whispers of people caught indulging in heat cycles, aggressively attacking in public and territorial disputes are on the rise with the new splicing trend.

LILITH agents who frequent the black market, or who have heard word from some of the curious LILITH scientists, are tasked with seeking out these individuals, as well as the surgeons and doctors who completed this surgery. Stopping the troublesome newly-spliced individuals is only the first step, and there are more and more every day, with any number of individual eccentricities. For example, Outsiders can find ram-spliced individuals fighting in a headlock over the last labrobro at the store; deer-spliced about to leap into traffic; or any number of others throughout the city. It’s spreading beyond the black markets, and it’s starting to cause problems throughout Neo-Tokyo.

Just as important as stopping the spliced individuals, the doctors themselves need to be stopped, but finding them will be difficult, as they tend to perform back-alley surgeries and work through proxies on the black market. Outsiders will need to find a way to convince them to let them get close, either by posing as prospective patients, bribery, coercion, or threats. Clever Outsiders might be able to locate the surgeons, but the directive is clear: LILITH wants them brought in for questioning.

▶ 006. AFTERWORD.

Welcome to our 13th TDM! All TDM threads are game canon and characters who don't app will be glitched out of this world. As the TDM will act as the event, existing characters are heavily encouraged to participate. Please use this format for top levels: CHARACTER | CANON | CURRENT / NEW CHARACTER.

There are currently ~16 available player slots. New players are welcome to use this TDM to get samples for APPLICATIONS when they open.

Use the code provided in the ARRIVAL prompt if you'd like to participate in the ice breaker, and place it in your top level along with your other prompts. Anything such as civilian name or username can be marked as UNDECIDED if you're unsure of what you'd like your character to have for now. Though it says 'Orientation', existing characters can still participate in the ice-breaker. Current Outsiders will have their Syndata files accessible for all to see. New characters will not have a Syndata profile but players can write a short blurb about the character for this.

Please note that all tags in this log will count for 2 points each and will count towards November AC.

EVENT BREAKDOWN/RECAP (CLICK TO EXPAND)

1. ARRIVAL / CAFETERIA. (TOKYO BASE): Newcomers arrive with ocular and brain implants, and are given a breakdown of the premise with an icebreaker orientation to complete. They will arrive in Neo Tokyo.

2. ANARCHY IN THE UK: After the last Kaiju, some have stuck around in Windsor Castle, and LILITH's organization is helping to establish order in a troubled time. The Kaiju from last month have disappeared for the moment, and some locals still need help with healing them of their animalistic maladies.

3. KAIJU TRIAL It's a beautiful day in Windsor castle, and you are a horrible goose Swan. Outsiders have been sent to clean up this terrible troublemaker's mess.

4. CULTURE SHOCK: It's a culture fair episode! Outsiders can learn about Neo Tokyo, traditions, and participate in local clubs for adults and youths alike!

5. LIKE...Y'KNOW, NYAH Finally, it is the furry's time to shine! Some outsiders have been sent to the black markets to look into some back alley surgeries and body modifications, that seem to be causing more trouble than necessary in Neo-Tokyo.

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Red Riding Hood | Mary Skelter | current player

[scherenschwester]

RED RIDING HOOD

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Username: bigsis
Civilian Identity: Akane Tohjima
Age: late teens
Species: Blood Maiden
Origin: Jail

Syndata File:
The first Blood Maiden. Big sister of the Dawn.

Hey, don't run with scissors!


~*This post has been AI-generated.*~

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
I'd wish I didn't still love my dad so much.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Well, I think rabbits are really cu- I MEAN WOLF! Definitely a wolf! Even if that one was kind of a jerk, they're still really cool!

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001. ARRIVAL

[ They did it! They made it to the surface! After braving the Nightmares and ascending Jail's tower, after defeating him, they broke through that ever shining "Moon" up above!

Except, waking up separated from her fellow Blood Maidens is the rudest awakening Red's ever had the misfortune of dealing with. Covered in unknown goop, given no answers or only half answers she can barely comprehend...it's hell. True hell!

Yet, there are people here! Healthy, active, fearless people! Their clothes are drab and cozy and the labs are clean, the hallways bright.

Truly, Red could appreciate it all if she weren't huddling in a corner with her sweatshirt half pulled up over her head. She makes for a pitiful sight, trembling, eyes darting this way and that.

Just what happened??

Anyone who passes by gets the same question without her moving an inch. ]

H-Hey, hey...have you seen a...is there a hooded jacket anywhere? Black, red, big fur trim...?

[ Why would they bring her here without it!? She needs that hood! ]

002. BIG TIME TOKYO

[ Once the hurdle of her missing jacket (if it can even be found) is solved, Red Riding Hood is an absolute tornado. She tears through the base like a spooked racehorse until she gets outside.

All her anxious energy bubbled over the second she's outside. That jittery shaking in her hands turns into full on bouncing and hopping around, hands on her head, and she giggles in ecstatic glee at the skyline. ]

Look! Look! Look at all this!! It's just like the Liberated District, but way bigger! It's huge!! Is this what a city on the surface is like?!

[ She'll grab the nearest Outsider by the arm and tug, all grins and sparkling eyes in the hopes they'll be her co-conspirator. ]

Let's go exploring, okay? I wanna see as much of this place as I can. A real city!!

003. SPLICING UP THE WRONG BARK

[ Now that she has her bearings, Red is far more inclined to listen to LILITH's orders. They're the people who brought her here, presumably have her friends safe somewhere in this big crazy world, and they need her help? Well, far be it from her to say no to helping the needy! What are some low life criminals when you've fought seemingly unkillable Nightmares before?!

Of course, once she infiltrates the black market with some other Outsiders, she finds her resolve shaken a little. These splicings seem so...so...

Oh, what if she got rabbit ears?! Or big floppy puppy ears?! Oh, but round mouse ears would be adorable!! Her eyes are shining from the thought, and it's hard to focus.

She doesn't notice a spliced bodyguard staring back at her by the open window of one such illegal clinic. At least, not until she hears the growl.

Aw, biscuits... ]

H-Heeeyyy there, buddyyyyy! I wasn't starin' for a fight, I promise! I was lookin' for some enhancements myself!!

[ Things are pretty touch-and-go for a moment until she's begrudgingly let into the "clinic."

It's not long after that, however, that she sends a panicked message across the implant to any Outsiders in range. ]

"Anyone close by wanna give me a hand! They're gonna make me an anteater!!"

[ WILDCARD ]

[ Feel free to PM me for custom starters! ]

2. i GOTTA

[zauneyete]

[ She just happens to reach out for the outsider who looks every bit not amenable to being reached out to. He blows a cloud of smoke out, and moves his arm out of the way. Sorry, Red, no grabbing peepaw like that.

He does, however, even with a step back, look her up and down for a long moment, considering. She had, after all, asked what a city on the surface looks like, and well. Silco is Silco. If there's one thing that Silco will pick up on, it's that. ]

It's middling.

[ Dourly. ]

Have you never seen a city topside before?

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[asagami]

[Oh gosh, this girl needs help! Luckily, Fujino does stop, though she taps a finger on her chin for a moment.]

A black and red jacket with fur trim...?

[Unfortunately- she shakes her head.]

Sorry, but I'm afraid I haven't seen anything like it on the base. Have you checked your locker?

3. @curse

[gimu]

if you weren't a coworker i would say this is just desserts

but because we are now on the same payroll i have to say that i am on my way




what parts anteater though???

@greatvalue

[newphew]

What's wrong with loving your dad?

@black mist

[sensehispresence]

You've run into a wolf before?

QUESTIONS

[synfluxmods]

Have event questions? Ask here. Game wise questions can be asked on the FAQ page.

[sonando]

A question about the awakening process! This specific character is taken by a nigh uncontrollable thirst for blood and her true powers awaken whenever her very specific pair of shoes are taken off.

Thus I ask: can she already be wearing her shoes when she comes to her sense? If not, is her blood thirst somehow put under control another way or will she start seeing people around her as potential snacks?

NEWBIES

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Post a link to your top level here if you are a potential applicant. Put CHARACTER NAME | CANON in the header. Thanks!

Gojo Satoru | Jujutsu Kaisen

[mrblueeyes]

top-level here!

Maki Zen'in | JJK | new player

[uncared]

ZEN'IN MAKI

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Username: heavenly
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: 16
Species: Human (Heavenly Restricted)
Origin: Jujutsu Academy

Syndata File:This is the ideal female body. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
less burns change last name
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
bunny

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ARRIVAL

[ She wants to be surprised, but the shock feels too overwhelming for her to react properly. There's the weird feeling behind her eyes, increased a hundredfold due to the unique way her body works. Even as she's stepping out of the weird goo, her body feels everything around her, specially the other people around her. It all feels too detailed to be an illusion of sorts. What to do? She could always make a run for it...but to where? It's better to gather information first, get her bearings, and then decide who needs to get their head caved in.

Anyway, here's a heavily scarred, muscular young girl getting dressed. She takes out the grey, dull clothes and sneers. ]

Couldn't even get me a black one.

CAFETERIA

[ Explanations having been given, Maki decides that this fight is as good as any other, at least for the time being. Much as she thinks she could demolish this city, its inhabitants are not at fault, and the call for help feels somewhat valid. Not her business, but she's not that soulless to just turn away. It's the method of recruitment that could be refined, but beggars can't be choosers, can they?

So yeah, she's chowing down as much food as she was allowed to bring to her table, just straight up wolfing down that grub. Tasty, nasty, weirdly shaped, she has no qualms about it. Food is food. ]

KAIJU TRAIL

Well, this is proving to be interesting.

[ Maki stands in the middle of a pack of Yama-Kujira, three already dead at her feet. One of them charges straight at her, much like the dead ones, and just as it happened before, she punches them straight between the eyes, faster than they could possibly react. She feels the hit connect, and the satisfying feeling of bones breaking under her fist is acompañad by the corresponding sound. The beast drops dead, and the surrounding ones get even more riled up.

Maki shakes her hand, wiping the new blood staining it. She then motions to the beasts in front of her. ]

Come on, I can do this all day.

NETWORK

@ heavenly

hai hai

maki zen'in here

texting with my brain, the wonders never end

can anyone tell me where can i get some good, durable weapons? i keep breaking the ones i've found.

@kon, text.

[shadowban]

[ what the f— ]

maki? you're here??? where are you

nanami kento | jujutsu kaisen | revelation

[tokakujuho]

NANAMI Kento

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Username: BANKERBOY
Civilian Identity: KOYASU Takahiro
Age: 19
Species: Human
Origin: Japan

Syndata File: info

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
I guess I could use a haircut.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Red panda

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▶ 001. ARRIVAL

[ Perhaps, just perhaps, they ought to make their peace with the fact that the 7:3 sorcerer doesn't quite adhere to their preset protocols. When they find themselves at their limits of what they could do medically, paired with the stubborn sorcerer's refusal to let his mangled body die, what other choice do they have but to glitch him out and in again?

The calculation said it was going to be easy.

Reality brought them face to face with a sour-faced teenager. Perhaps they went a little overboard? At least the teenager is as polite as his adult version and listens semi-patiently to the techs' explanations. The reaction to it all is just as grumpy as the adult version's. So. Perhaps things haven't changed that much. They hand him the cybernetic arm and the eye (any attempt at explaining it is stopped by that critical frown) and let him go.

So the young man can be found wandering around the base, arm in one hand, the eye in the other. ]

Pardon me. Could you tell me where the quarters of... Revelation can be found? My map isn't working properly.

▶ 002. CULTURE SHOCK | NETWORK

[ After leaving arm and eye on his bed, Nanami ventures out to explore this future Tokyo and its wonders. The clothes he's found in his room are a bit too large, hanging loosely from his frame, but he doesn't seem to mind.

Although he's supposed to know how everything works and remember the events of the past year, Nanami's memory hasn't quite caught up yet. Which is how he ends up posting festival images and short videos to the network instead of saving them privately.

Later those images turn into snapshots of the city: food-stalls, small shops in the back alleys of Neo Tokyo, a pic or two of spliced individuals, and other assorted oddities the city has to offer. Eventually he's tired enough to want to return.

Only... ]

What kind of dumb username is that?
Anyway. My map's still not working right.
How do we get home?

▶ 003. WILDCARD

[ ooc: Nanami's been around for over a year but due to reasons he's glitched out and back in in his bb form this month. Catch him on base or exploring festivals / shops / clubs. If you have other ideas, feel free to just throw them at me here. :3 ]

oo1.

[gorb]

( He really will just lobotomise himself one of these days.

Because there's no real fairness in all of this. Here Geto is, bleeding out ( emotionally ) and now Nanami comes, arm in one hand and looking the same as he always does in his most troubled of dreams. He stops in the hallway, eyes briefly a little too wide and frame radiating tension. He thinks to turn around again, wondering whether he's changed enough? Probably not. His bangs give him away. So too, the slouch. So Geto lifts a hand, rubs between his brows with a thumb and then sighs. )

Of course.

( It's delivered with a semi-hysterical laugh. )

We leave you alone for a month and you come back looking like this. ( And then, desperately drawing the mask back into place, Geto's shoulders straightening, his voice gone faux teasing and too light. ) Nanami-chan. Aren't you going to attach that?

geto suguru ( brimstone / current player. )

[gorb]

tw: mild choking.

oo1. like ... y'know, nyah i.

( If one were to come across Geto Suguru in the dim light then they might be forgiven for thinking he's struggling through the side effects of a splicing. With a calculating expression upon his fox-like features the curse user prowls through the back alleys like a starving animal, the expression he'd usually worn long gone in favour of cold distance. Something has happened, though what is not quite obvious at first glance.

He barely pays his fellow Outsider any attention. If someone is on the hunt with him they simply better hope they don't get in his way. Because he's seemingly on a mission. When he turns down into a disused alley towards a blank doorway it's with tight shoulders, footsteps a prowl. He does at least size up the building with care, but then he's quick to lift a foot and simply kick the door down. It gives with a shower of splinters, Geto's eyes glistening in the dim light. ) What? Did you want us to announce ourselves?

oo2. like ... y'know, nyah ii.

( A cornered native hisses at Geto, fingers morphed into claws and dark fur sprouting from behind their ears. There's clearly been signs of a struggle, but the man himself is unruffled despite the fact. He's merely waiting, voice easy and chillingly carefree. )

Come on now. I don't have all night.

( Another hiss, fanged teeth bared. ) I just need you to give me an address, then you can go tear someone's throat out if you want. I don't care.

( The thing about cornered animals is they're not very smart. Geto knows that. Which means when the modified man lunges forward he is there to catch him, a hand around a growling throat and no struggle at all when he holds him up like that, feet dangling and the sound dying in the struggle. ) Ai, I've been so very diplomatic. But you really don't want to test me tonight. I'm not feeling very kind.

( Interrupt, or don't. He might not thank you for either. )

oo3. base

( Maybe you're luckier. Maybe you find Geto slinking back, the nights chill cloaking his shoulders. He looks unwell again in this light, without the thrill of the chase distracting him. His shoulders slope, footsteps heavy, the bottle of alcohol tucked in his arm sloshing with every lazy step. He doesn't look up as he makes his way to his room, but there's always space to catch him. )

oo4. wildcard.

( He's probably not going to be doing any of the festival stuff, but you can find him on base either in his room or in the training areas. That or just blindside him in the hallway. I am at qingya for plotting but I'm down to go with whatever!!! )

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[scherenschwester]

[ Hopefully Geto won't mind getting grabbed and, well, hoisted. Up into the air he goes! And set upon the shoulders of a young lady who otherwise looks too dainty to be carrying a grown man. ]

Whoa there, slugger! You look exhausted.

[ Oh damn this guy reeks! Did he get into the antiseptic alcohol stash of the base or something? (Nobody tell her people drink alcohol for fun.) ]

Where ya goin'? I'll drop you off so you don't pass out in the hall.

Gojo Satoru | Jujutsu Kaisen | New Player

[mrblueeyes]

Gojo Satoru

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Username: infinity
Civilian Identity: Nakamura Yūichi
Age: 28
Species: Human
Origin: Kyoto, Japan

Syndata File: The Strongest. The rest of you can go ahead and relax. I'm here now.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
Nothing, I'm flawless.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
House cat. I'm all for Nap Life.

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▶ 001. ARRIVAL

[ He doesn't believe the story he's been told, but he doesn't know what else to believe.

He asked his questions. Some of them were answered. Theories swirl in his mind, and yet none of them feel important. For now, he accepts the premise he's been told and the mission he's been given. He was a soldier back home and he's a soldier here. What's the difference?

As he departs the medical bay, he feels an ache settle sharply into his heart. It's nothing new. A grief that he's gotten used to bearing, that's all. It weighs heavier on him, suddenly, for reasons he can guess but doesn't want to inspect too closely. He labels it 'homesickness' because it's a convenient lie. The blatant self-lie strikes him as hilarious.

He feels melancholy and wants to retreat somewhere quiet to lick his emotional wounds. As he roams the main base, getting a sense of it, he allows himself to be tempted by the library or the greenhouse. Somewhere to indulge his mood.

Instead, he turns instead toward the cafeteria in the emotional equivalent of digging his fingers into his wounds. Noise is what he needs. Distractions, intel, and someone to annoy. That's always worked for him.

So, after he gets a tray full of mediocre food, he slams it down with cheery obnoxiousness at a table in front of whatever poor victim he's chosen as his target to annoy. ]

Yo. Gojo Satoru. [ A gesture at himself which is simultaneously showcasing and dismissing, like an immensely bored emcee. Yes, that's his introduction. ]

What's the coolest thing you've ever fought?

▶ 002. CULTURE SHOCK

a. Fight Club
[ Until they point him at something big to fight, Gojo intends to keep focusing himself on finding distractions. It's extremely helpful of Neo Tokyo to provide that in the form of these festivals.

It was easy enough to acquire bandages from the medical bay in order to wrap the upper half of his face in a blindfold, and it serves as a headband, too, encouraging his messy violet-white hair into being nearly vertical. All the better to be weird, mysterious, and impressive, when he steps up to the martial arts demonstrations to show off his skill blindfolded. He can see just fine with his Six Eyes senses, and he's a martial arts master in nearly every Japanese discipline and a few foreign ones as well. Winning is fun, as is collecting awe and praise from spectators, but winning is too easy. There are no challenges for him here. The attention soon starts to chafe, so he leaves the showier challenges and demonstrations. Before he leaves the exhibition grounds, though, he notices someone who seems like they might be able to show him a more entertaining fight. ]

Hey. [ He flashes a smile like a shark, all teeth. ] Wanna spar?

b. Tea Time [ He came here for treats, and now he's found himself zen. Weird. Suspicious. He doesn't like it.

The tea and sweets are good, and he loves sweets, but this feeling of relaxation and well-being that has crept over him is unnatural. He feels deeply unworried, and finds that worrying.

The philosophical paradox this causes is interesting to him, and he mulls over it as his way of worrying over his lack of worrying. He can't manage to make himself feel paranoid, but that makes him intellectually aware that he should be paranoid, but he's much too zen and relaxed to do anything about this other than turn it over in his mind like a mildly-diverting thought experiment.

He scowls at his tea. It's very good tea, though. He takes another sip. ]

Do you feel relaxed? [ This to the room in general, whether it's occupied by one person or several. His head doesn't even turn toward the person he's addressing. He could be addressing anyone. ] I feel relaxed. I don't like it.

▶ 003. NETWORK

infinity
why is no one in this bubblegum crisis dystopia handing out cool akira motorcycles to new arrivals
come on, it's a staple of the genre

▶ 004. WILDCARD

[ ooc: new player! a new and different Gojo who has no idea he's been here before, ready to make some new messes. happy to roll with whatever ideas you want to throw at me, Gojo's likely to poke his nose in any number of places while getting the lay of the land, so feel free to find him anywhere. ]

@kon, text.

[shadowban]

what’s a bubblegum crisis?

Don Quixote || Limbus Company || Current Player

[sonando]

DON QUIXOTE

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Username: unlimitedwindmillworks
Civilian Identity: Qon Fuixote
Age: 247
Species: bloodfiend
Origin: the city

Syndata File: i AM DON QUIXOTE, EMPLOYEE OF THE MOST PRESTIGIOUS LIMBUS COMPANY. fORSOOTH, WITH MY FAMILY WE SHALL VANQUISH THE VILLAINOUS VILLAINS OF THIS WORLD AND CARRY ON OUR DREAMS NO MATTER WHAT DANGERS AWAIT US.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
mY HEIGHT
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
a SQUIRREL!

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❁ 1. Arrival: Cafeteria
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!

[ What's this? Did someone kill an animal and you just heard its dying scream? Has an alarm rung and signals tis time to evacuate due to an emergency? Is the planet dying and you are perceiving its pleas?

Nay, a new arrival stepped into the cafeteria, naught more. A young woman who is still wearing the drab loungewear given to all newcomers. She's also wearing the filthiest shoes in existence, that have just been soaked in all manners of ungodly liquid as LILITH summoned her. ]

T-T-T-Tis the cafeteria? [She looks excitedly around before taking another step in.] Verily, such accommodations can only be reserved to esteemed guests!

[ She nods approvingly to herself and moves to grab something to eat. ]

Onward, Rocinante!

[ Those with observing eyes may notice "rocinante" is written on her shoes. If she goes onward, so do they, right? ]

❁ 2. Trouble in Neo Tokyo

[ As you walk by a busy street in a city, you may come across a commotion. On one side, there is a bloodied man trying to comfort a crying little girl. On the other, you have a dozen thugs who are counting the "loan payment" they took from the the bloodied them. And between them is a blonde outsider, wielding a lance nearly twice her size and pointing it at the thugs.

She'd been on a mission to find the surgeons, but this takes precedence above all. ]

Fie! What is this obscene sight that has befallen mine eyes? Villainy running rampant in the very city we are meant to protect?

[ She gives an angry (really) and scary (absolutely) stare at the thugs. ]

To beat a defenseless man and cause a child to cry... How vile! [She gets in battle stance.] I shan't allow for your villainous villainy to persist any longer!

[ Well she looks confident she can take on those thugs all on her own but... M-Maybe some help would be welcome? ]

❁ 3. Cultural Clash
[ Lo! You have been selected for a sparring contest and your adversary is... A most energetic person who addresses you the moment she steps into the arena. ]

Oooh?! Verily, thou must be the opponent I am to face today. [She closes her eyes solemnly.] Hearken onto me, compadre! Thine eyes tell a story that is as fascinating as it is tragic. Yet, a true hero must be capable of facing even one whom she respects.

[ And lo! She draws her wooden sword, brandishing it as if she were a samurai of eld about to dispense justice upon a villainous whose villainy is of villainous prop oration! ]

Alas, but one of us shall walk away with life. If thine conviction and dreams surpass me... Then prove it in battle!!

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[scherenschwester]

[ Red shoes meet red hood. For who else would be in line before Don than a girl who just found her emotional support jacket? ]

Whoa, nice shoes!

sukuna | jujutsu kaisen | new player

[coexhaust]

SUKUNA

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Username: @incarnate
Civilian Identity: Undecided
Age: █ █ █
Species: Cursed object
Origin: Japan

Syndata File: AI GENERATED: The strongest sorcerer in history.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
AI GENERATED: You thought: "If your robot asks any more questions, you aren't going to have a robot left to ask questions", is this correct?

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kaiju trial

[ Following a path of chaos from the ruined city into the forest - of fallen trees, tufts of bloodied fur, feathers, and the occasional clear sign of struggle during an altercation - a man who looks suspiciously similar to a current resident can be found at the end of it, not too far away from the bloodied carcass of a swavyrn. No care appears to have been put into the dispatching of the animal, and not a single feather seems to have survived the ordeal. A shame.

Sukuna himself is wrists deep in mud below a tree, before tossing his spoil through the air like a tennis ball towards whoever is unfortunate enough to cross him. It's some kind of nobbled, black fungus. ]

Eat that.

culture shock

[ For the better part of the day, Sukuna has been wandering the festival with only a surface level of interest. While the sword practice seemed promising, the amount of amateurs was disappointing, and he'd left not long after arrival.

Where he does linger however, is outside the flower arranging events. Something about them appears to have captured his interest, because he seems to just... stand there... zoning out. The astute may even notice that the form of his body seems to very gradually change, until he resembles someone else. ]

network

@ incarnate

seeking someone to cook a swavyrn.
don't respond if you have no talent.

▶ wildcard
[ For those who can sense spiritual energy, there is a substantial mismatch between the body and the spirit of Sukuna, and his poor resonance with his body will be very obvious (like being held together with tape and staples). He can be found generally wandering around, especially where there's interesting food. ]

kaiju trial

[scherenschwester]

[ On reflex, Red brings up her ridiculous her-size scissors to block the fungal projectile. C'mon man, who just throws that at people!? ]

Ew, no way! What even is that?

Donatello | Rise of the TMNT | Redemption (Current)

[soft_shelled]

DONATELLO HAMATO

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Username: Bootyyyshaker9000
Civilian Identity: Shiki Hamato
Age: 17
Species: Mutated Spiny Soft Shell Turtle
Origin: New York City, New York, USA

Syndata File: HERE

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
Nothing, I'm fine as I am.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
I'm already a turtle, why would I want to be anything else?

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004: Culture Shock
[In his human cloak, Donnie can be found wandering about the festivities. Even though he isn't exactly gung-ho about this, especially the various combat clubs. The only thing that does catch his eye is the flower arrangement demos.

So he can be found watching, or partaking, in those. Any other Outsiders that come by him, he will actually speak up.]

This is actually nice, compared to everything else that's happened.

[MAYBE a bit bitter about England. Maybe.]

005: Like... Nyah?
This is stupid.

[This "mission" is dumb, hell the fact people are doing this to themselves is even dumber. It's like, being mutated on purpose? Who the hell does that? So whoever he's working with is getting to enjoy Donnie bitching about how the people doing this are complete idiots.

But he is at least pretty helpful with stopping the spliced people, even if he might want to find the people doing this (he refuses to think of them as doctors) and maybe punch them.]

00X: On Base
[Local nerdy turtle is actually roaming the base with a purpose. He's looking for a particular person to give a particular bracelet to. Which he has the bracelet in a gift bag, so you know, it's a surprise. Either way, he can be easily approached in various sections of the living quarters of the base, looking for someone.]

00?: Wild Card
[I'm cool with anything else I haven't touched here, or spins on the prompts I have done. If you wanna discuss first, I can be found in the Discord or over at JustAshu.]

00X

[scherenschwester]

[ Red has been told there are a number of people around base that don't exactly look 100% human. So when she sees a giant turtle guy walking around? Rather than attack him for being a potential loose Märchen, she's in awe.

Oh, but he looks kinda...searching? Is he trying to get somewhere? Find somebody? PErfect time to introduce herself! ]

Heya, buddy! You look lost.

silco | arcane (brimstone | current)

[zauneyete]

SILCO

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Username: BAD DADDY
Civilian Identity: Mister Fissure
Age: 50
Species: Human
Origin: Zaun

Syndata File: Public Profile

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
Oh, isn't that a targeted question? Whatever I needed to, in order to see my work completed, of course. Should that not be the purpose of any change? To make one better? What, did you want something more specific? Shame.

If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Find better questions to waste time with next time. I don't spend my days thinking about such useless things.

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o1. Bright Lights, Black Market

[ LILITH might not have asked him to help investigate the splicers — let's be honest, nobody really asks him to do anything these days — but he still just happens to be in the black markets because...well, it's Silco. If there's a shady area, he'll be found there, and while he doesn't blend in with the locals, most give him either a wide pass or only the barest of acknowledgement — since after all, the man was pretty much a regular at this point. Sure, he'll be found making deals, and conning someone or another into signing something that may or may not be an agreement that won't end in their favor. Oh, but that's normal. You can take the chemabaron out of Zaun, but can you take the Zaun out of the chembaron? No, not quite.

Normally, of course, that's without incident, but these days, with all the trouble makers in the markets, and all these quickly escalating new regulars... things are getting more and more chaotic, even in the black markets. These days, one can't go two steps without stepping on a tail, or bumping into someone moving far too slow. He's been seeing the signs crop up early on, and while he knows where these scientists tend to do business... well. He also knows the value in not opening one's mouth, when it comes to shady business.

Wasn't he "reducing crime" on the streets? Well, yeah but also... we won't point that out.

Though, those who are familiar with him — or even new arrivals who have heard word of the "agency" via some flier's on LILITH's base — will be able to recognize the outsider who seems to always be hanging around the black markets without much to sell. Though careful observation does note that the man often has locals stop by, either exchanging kryptos by wrist, or picking up small packages. They also stop by for a conversation, that often ends with another krypto exchange.

Though, if an outsider looks on for long enough, he'll tip his head, and meet the outsider's eyes with a mismatched stare, before tipping his head, as if beckoning them near. If they approach, of course, he'll point out with a cloud of cigar smoke: ] You're staring.

Either we talk business, or you're going to turn around and leave, hm? I don't enjoy being watched.

o2. Cat Scratch Fever

[ Outsiders, of course, are not the only ones that Silco has caught the attention of. Unfortunately for him, he'd tipped his hand in September, and some were... aware of Mister Fissure's associations within the criminal underbelly. They also knew that the man had made a significant amount of money during the auction, and that the sword that they'd tried to steal had been recovered to his benefit.

Which is how he is here, in one of said shady alleyways. He looks... well. Not worried, but the annoyed tip of his head and the curl of his lip is enough to give away that the two at the head of the alleyway aren't exactly welcome. Silco is there with someone else, clearly a local who wrings their hands nervously as Silco tucks his hand into his coat, fingers brushing up against his gun.

The two at the entrance of the alley are definitely spliced, feline eyes and scruffy hair that looks mane-like in the low light. Their fingers twitch, as their now shorter fingers look closer to paws, and sharp claws slide free. Tails lash and their bulk looks like more than your average human. 'I'd tell you who sent us, but in the end, does it matter?' One of them says, a curl of their lips. 'You're not going to remember after today, as it is.'

Silco's eyes dart, his already bright pitch eye flashes just so, but he doesn't quite pull out his gun yet. The other with him takes a step back, but Silco reaches out to grasp their shoulder, and shoves them forward in front of him. Holds him there. ]

Oh, I think I can wager a guess, and I'm starting to wonder how much you were paid to be this foolish. Perhaps you should reconsider.

[ They do not look like they are reconsidering. ]

o3. Based Operations

[ Oh, he's in no better a mood than he was prior to returning from England, and if the look on his face is anything to go by, coming by to tell the man that he shouldn't smoke indoors is going to get the approaching outsider a stern talking to. When he's not out in the black markets, or sequestered away and avoiding... well almost everybody, the local chembaron can be found in the library, several... ah... liberated bits of information from England in front of him.

Did he steal some books from their library? Yeah, he really did.

And from the look of it, and from the notes in front of him, he might be looking for more creative solutions to take out the kaiju who disappeared from last month. Why? Don't worry about that. Sometimes a man needs a revenge project. For enrichment. ]

o4. Wildcard!

[ As always, throw me whatever!! You can reach me at hundreds or via DM/Discord or whatever. Just toss me what your character is doing in the moment, or hmu and I can write you a closed starter! ]

oo2.

[photosympathies]

Hey there, cool cats.

( A cheerful voice comes from on-high, the clatter of boots on a fire-escape as Vash the Stampede swings into view, dropping down between Silco and his associate and the two prowling newcommers. )

I know you're feline a little feisty here, but it's not really cool to corner a guy. Especially when he's minding his own business. ( Is Silco? Vash might have missed the start of this, but he's certainly not going to give it a chance to worsen, and so he lifts his mismatched hands up in a placating gesture. ) Let's be smart about this, huh? No cattiness.

( And then, thrown over his shoulder towards Silco. )

You good?

Bakugō Katsuki 💥 Boku no Hero Academia 💥 Everlight

[blastedass]

Bakugō Katsuki

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Username: Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight
Civilian Identity: Shōri Bakudan
Age: 18
Species: Human
Origin: Musutafu, Japan
Blood Type: A
Syndata File: 💥

If you could be any animal, what would it be?:

Dragon

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💥 Bakugo's Inbox ● In-game Permissions ● Player's Permissions 💥
[OOC: General and specific starters are below. If you want to hit me up for ideas on prompts or plots, feel free to send me a PM, or drop an OOC comment below, and we’ll hash it out! I'm down to write a unique starter for thread(s) if you prefer!]

▶ 001. ARRIVAL / CAFETERIA.

💥 ➊ ARRIVAL. - Wet n Wet

[Pulling sloppy from the liquid and stepping out of the pod, another newcomer's taking their first breaths in the new world. Bakugo's seen it plenty over his almost two years in this place. Once this month passes, his 2nd anniversary in Neo Tokyo happens. Standing near the arrival pods, the young hero cuts an imposing figure in his black and orange costume, a figurative explosion in human form watching each arrival with narrowed red eyes. He's here to make sure no one gets rough with the orderlies trying to help them out of the pods and give them a scant debriefing. Mostly because Bakugo was one of those who arrived swinging, yelling, and cussing. Now he's the one making sure those violent arrivals get quelled. Meaning approaching the newest pod spilling out its contents-]

Oy! Take the towel and dry off! You wanna slip and crack your damn head open?

💥 ➋ CAFETERIA. - Bangers and Mash

[HA! This time, the kitchen doesn't have any remains of kaiju from their last victory to serve them! Both the lion and the unicorn vanished without getting axed. Though considering the kinds of fish he's seen swimming around in the bay, Bakugo's not entirely confident in the meat lurking beneath its crisp-battered shell. He picks up one of the fillets with his chopsticks, eyeing the golden-brown strip, then chomps one end off between his jaws. Whatever. He's had worse. At least the fries are fries. Hard to go wrong with a damn potato. You can find him sitting at one of the tables off to the side of the room, dressed either in his hero costume, police uniform, or casual clothes (black everything). As someone takes a a seat near him, he's grumbling to himself, a mix of amused and annoyed.]

They're probably going crazy back there cause they can't serve us the kaiju.

[Actually, the past couple battles saw the kaiju vanish rather than linger. Romania wolf and Egypt cat being big examples.]

▶ 002. ANARCHY IN THE UK

💥 ➊ UK. - Anarchy

But he hasn't paid off the house!

[Goddammit, why the hell does he have to be in this predicament?! Out of all these shitty extras transformed into people, he's stuck with the argumentative family members. Bakugo grits his teeth as the protests continue racking up in front of him, red eyes starting to widen and a vein punching out on his forehead. Two women, one older and one younger, continue yammering at each other, both of them pointing to a nearby field where several large horses run freely through the greening.]

Father's happier as he is!

[Who the fuck is "father" in this spat? ONE OF THOSE SHITTY HORSES AS FAR AS BAKUGO CAN TELL! Mother and daughter continue yelling back and forth, one arguing over the man apparently running away from his duties as a family man, the other protesting his bad life at home and better life as a free-spirited beast in the fields.

AND THEY BOTH WANT THE OUTSIDER TO BE ON THEIR SIDE!!]

Hey you! [Yeah, Bakugo's yelling at you. Before he explodes both of these bitches!] Get over here and settle this shit!

▶ 003. KAIJU TRIAL

💥 ➊ KT. - Swavyrn Fight

Watch it! [One moment they're searching for some stupid cat skulking around near the pond; the next moment they're beset with some fucking white bird honking and hissing like a tire deflating! Bakugo jerks his head and body to the side as blades rush past. Who puts fucking knives on a bird's wings?! Monster birds, that's who. *WHUCK!* One solid roundhouse knocks the creature several feet away in a flurry of feathers and flapping wings. Marshland digs around his boots, he straightens up and ignites another explosion, heating the air and shoving away nearby fog. Fucking Britain mornings and their pea soup thick fog!]

Oy! Did you find the damn cat yet? [Yelling at his current companion.] Otherwise, we're gonna have to slaughter this bastard!

💥 ➋ KT. - Swavyrn Food

[Yeah so he's not playing games with these bastards. While the inhabitants of the castle argue over whether a kaiju is a swan, Bakugo's promptly taken the half-fried bird back outside with him, ignoring their stupid bickering. Either this thing is a kaiju that looks like a swan, or it's a swan that was corrupted into a kaiju form. Either way, it's fucking dead now. And he's not going to let the meat go to waste doing nothing. In a few minutes, Bakugo's sitting beside an open fire going strong in a makeshift fire pit. Near him is a sheet covered in a gory display of innards, and he's currently working on skinning the bird with a parring knife. Look, at least he's not being "sacrilegious" and cooking the damn thing in the castle kitchen like he originally intended. He glances up from his work, red eyes narrowed on the interloper.]

If you're gonna bitch, keep moving.

▶ 004. CULTURE SHOCK

💥 ➊ CULTURE. - Martial Arts

[Finally something not fucked up and strange. Bakugo remembers the Culture Festival U.A. held, with all its different clubs and attractions showing off various hobbies. A twinge of nostalgia lingers around his mind as he wanders the various stalls and setups, hands in his pockets and eyes jumping form one place to another. He's certainly passing on the flower arrangements, even if he pauses long enough to linger in front of one for a few seconds. Only looking... But quickly takes to the martial arts. Leaving weapons to the side, Bakugo heads onto the matted stage, dressed in a simple martial gi. White top and bottom, black belt around his waist (this is not indicative of his rank or skill), barefoot and ready as he finishes pulling his arm across his chest, popping a shoulder loud enough someone might think it snapped. He tilts his head to the side, stretching his neck as his red eyes size up his opponent.]

Try to give me a good show. I'm gonna get pissed if you're boring.

💥 ➋ CULTURE. - Archery

[Man, it's been a long time since he held a bow. He weighs the item in his hand, attention locked onto the targets across from him. Hasn't done archery since a middle school. Two fingers hook around the bowstring and he gives it a stretch, testing tensile strength. This one's pretty strong. Bakugo slips an arrow from his quiver and slots it on the string. Eyes narrow, shoulders flex, arms harden, he lifts the bow and sets his sight aligned with the bow's shaft. A low breath fills his chest, his shoulders and arms lower to a proper level, bringing the arrowhead in sight of the bullseye. Then exhales silently... and lets the arrow fly. *thock!* Not a bullseye, but close beside it.]

Tch! [It really has been a while. He would've landed that dead on with his AP Shot. Another arrow slides out and he notches it once more, waiting for the other archers to fire before he takes his second shot.]

[*Click on the headers to reveal the prompts. If none of these prompts work for you, feel free to wildcard anything and I'll be happy to write off your starter! Thanks!]

Martial Arts

[nutkick]

[ bakugou’s original opponent barely has time to react before being shoved aside, stumbling out of the ring as denji steps in with a polite 'sorry' under his breath. if that guy started complaining about missing his chance to display his skills— well, denji didn't pay much attention to him. he stands there for a beat, that unmistakable smile spreading across his face— sharp teeth glinting, eyes half-lidded with mild mischief. lifting a hand, he gives bakugou a lazy wave, all charm and no sense of tension. ] I'll try my best. [ then he shifts his stance, raising his fists not in any disciplined form but like a boxer gearing up for a scrap, shoulders loose, weight uneven. the look on his face is unreadable; half playful, half daring, like he’s not sure if this is a real match or just a game he’s decided to join.

denji wasn’t supposed to be here yet. he was meant to meet bakugou half an hour later so they could enjoy the festival together, but he managed to make it a bit early. using the tracker in their rings, and there he was— front row to bakugou’s warm-up, that familiar focus tightening his movements, the sheer determination to win even during a fun event. always so serious to win! something in denji’s chest twisted. the last few times they've sparred, it was against their will, heavy with terrible memories and regrets. but now, standing here, it felt like the perfect way to tear down that leftover fear. the right step moving forward. ]

Let's keep it clean. Nothing below the belt. [ this asshole. ]

dave strider 🕛 homestuck 🕛 existing player

[horologe]

DAVE STRIDER

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Username: turntechGodhead
Civilian Identity: Shagi Tudope
Age: 17
Species: Human slime clone
Origin: Houston, Texas

Syndata File: Your name is DAVE. You are a certified spinner of FLY BEATS. A cool dude like you is too busy to be filling out forms like this just because some FUTURE ROBOT asked you to. Busy being totally sweet, and spinning out UNBELIEVABLY ILL JAMS with your TURNTABLES AND MIXING GEAR. You like to rave about BANDS FROM 2009 NO ONE'S EVER HEARD OF BUT YOU. You collect WEIRD DEAD THINGS PRESERVED IN VARIOUS WAYS. You are an AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHER and operate your own MAKESHIFT DARKROOM when the space is available and even when it isn't. You maintain a number of IRONICALLY HUMOROUS BLOGS, WEBSITES, AND SOCIAL NETWORKING PROFILES. You are a curator of FINE ARTISTIC EXPRESSION the likes of which the world is not ready for, but that's fine, that's cool, you're cool. You got the TIME. In fact, you are kind of MADE OF TIME. And if the inspiration strikes, which is often, you won't hesitate to drop some PHAT RHYMES on a mofo and REPRESENT.
AI generated.
If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
why change what already came out of the slime jar perfect as can be
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
picture this the tightest ass wide open v shaped leotard you ever did see and a fuck ton of body paint some like sinewy back arching cirque du soleil looking motherfucker getting a real good prowl on always real close to the floor like i dropped my keys in the dark on the assumption i even own keys nimblest son of a bitch who had the gumption to glue a nasty pair of latex cat lips to his face hair all wild and untamed like some goblin king motherfucker with the obvious frontal bulge what do you mean limited character space im not d

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01. Culture Shock

[ hey, look. the demo was free, and the event organizers seemed pretty chuffed that one of the youth was bothering to stop by; how could dave disappoint those shining eyes and hopeful faces? in the toughest of times, it fell to him to bring the gift of giving to the masses, and what he was giving today was only his most precious time.

but also, the flowers looked kinda dope, and it really had been way too long since he'd really stopped to touch some literal grass and smell the flowers.

so he's out here on this fine day with the sleeves of his bright red pajammies rolled right up to the elbow, locked the fuck in as he picks and arranges an eclectic selection of flora in a wild spray poking up every which way. it truly looks like he just jammed in whatever, but the way his tongue sticks out just a tad, it really looks like he's giving it his all. ]

02. Network

@ turntechGodhead
did you know
that a guy can get slimed twice around here
its not in the manual that you can get doubledipped but lo and befuckinghold
double slimed
just one shower dont get it all off
i can feel it like crammed into my pores
giving me the slime sheen of a healthy glow
but thats not the point
right the point
the point
the point is that these lilith guys can capitalize on this
advertise to the masses like a day spa
one dip for 50 kryptos
or 500?
wait 5000
idk this unit its not shitty freedom dollars
but its marketable
slime glow for a reasonable price
someones gotta be into it
its not me
but someone is

( if you want to suffer the red text just lmk otherwise im using sane nondecoration
for any other inquiries and shenanigans come and slap me on plurk or disco @ apicultist )

un: timaeusTestified, cw: homestuck colors

[gavehead]

Holy shit.
The prodigal son motherfucking returns.
I am no longer an empty nester father.

lucia elowen ; zenless zone zero ; current player

[allmorninger]

Lucia Elowen

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Username: NightEmissary
Civilian Identity: Nessa Klop
Age: 20
Species: Thiren (Goat)
Origin: New Eridu Outskirts

Syndata File: Lucia, a member of Spook Shack, goes by the online name "Night Emissary." She's a backpacker, an Ethereal story enthusiast, and a connoisseur of late-night food stalls.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
I kind of secretly wish I had the curly style horns! I like my horns buuuut the curly ones are just so cool! And you can do fun decorations on them that you can't with my style, you know?
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Okay, I know it's not an animal but bear with me!! I would LOVE to be an Ethereal! Sure they're scary and dangerous and most people think they're monsters but!! They can be nice, I swear! And I think if I could be one of them, then I could understand them better! Oh, but since there aren't Ethereals here, I guess a kaiju would be fun too! I don't know what kind though... I'll have to start a whole new book here for research!

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o1 ♡ network

@ NightEmissary

Alright! I've got the basics down of being here (I think) so it's time to get to work!!

Just as a little introduction since I'm new, I'm the ~*~Night Emmissary~*~ and I'm a researcher for creatures in my world that are kind of similar to kaiju? I keep a book of notes on all the Ethereals I meet, so obviously, I have to start the same kind of thing for kaiju!

I couuuuld go look in files, but it's better to hear stories first hand, you know?

So tell me about your favorite kaiju, please! Are any of them nice? Or are they all the kind that will rip your face off?

Thank you!!! ♥

o2 ♡ (david attenborough voice)

[ As you might have guessed if you saw the Night Emissary’s network post, Lucia is immediately on the hunt for kaiju. What you might not expect (or, more likely, go “that makes sense, I guess”) is that Lucia only goes searching at night. If you’re observant, you might have noticed that one of LILITH’s new recruits seems to be completely nocturnal, in fact.

But, this does make it ideal for going to observe kaiju. Probably. It’s just a matter of being sneaky to not wake them up!

It’s what leads her to a modest pond, since as soon as she’d heard about them, she was insistent on seeing a Swavryn with her own eyes. ]

a.
[ Maybe you’ve been with Lucia from the start, since it isn’t completely safe to go out at night by yourself… And she’s definitely been curiously talking to you the entire time, since she seems to be positively overflowing with questions, but once you arrive at the lake, she puts a hand over your mouth. Even if she was the one talking, yes. ]

Oh!! Ssshhshhhh—

[ Yes, you have been shushed, but she’s truly just excited. Her eyes lock onto a sleeping white lump at the edge of the water, and she immediately crouches so that she’s less visible. And then starts crawling closer on her hands and knees. She’s a little eccentric, it’s fine. ]

b.
[ Or maybe you stumble across her once she’s already set up her little camp. Lucia nestles into some reeds at the water’s edge that give her a decent view and some cover, and she immediately pulls out a completely fresh book. She’s been sketching away and making notes, and her ears and tail are both twitching happily as she works. It’s very cute, so maybe you can join her and see what she’s specifically writing?

Or, wait, is the Swavyrn waking up…? ]

o3 ♡ thiren chasers

[ Lucia has seen the people with spliced traits and naturally? She hasn’t thought anything of them at all. She in fact has no idea that there’s anything wrong going on in the slightest, since it’s perfectly normal in New Eridu for people to be born with animal features. She’s proof of that herself, obviously! The most that she thinks about it is “oh, cool, there are Thiren here too!” and carries on her merry way.

…The problem is. Lucia is very much not a city girl. The idea that there’s a “wrong” part of town at all is so completely foreign to her that she has no idea when she wanders into a less-than-savory part of town late at night. ]

Nice, I didn’t realize anyone was doing eyes. Those are sick as hell. Who did the wetwork?

[ Lucia is very much cornered by someone who is far, far too interested in her animal features. Maybe it’s because of the wolfish features that he’s bearing? A lost little goat Thiren who is holding her staff close to herself is definitely giving off the prey vibe at the moment, unfortunately. ]

Oh, um? Wet work? I, uh— [ She doesn’t know what that is at all. ] I’m just… You know…

[ Born this way? She’s pretty sure she’s not supposed to say that! So, she just laughs nervously and slips against the wall like she’s going to make an escape. Help? ]

o4 ♡ wildcard

[ Nothing above hit your fancy? Let's do something else! As always open for other prompts/ideas/etc and you can hit me up with questions through DMs or at runthejewels ! ]

02.b.

[horologe]

[ footsteps? what footsteps? only the sad mortal common folk walk on their own two feet, unlike this completely, totally cool weirdo in the red jammies floating on over like a helium balloon on the lam. he's only made all the weirder given that his nice plush fabric cape isn't fluttering all picturesque, but rather draped over his back like a tablecloth. he looks like a bad magician's trick escapee, getting somewhat caught on the reeds as he hovers closer.

who's this artsy broad? ]

Sick arts. You do motion capture too?

[ this question comes from only a few feet above lucia's little nest. how long has he just been floatin there? ]

Raidou Kuzunoha XIV | Devil Summoner | Everlight

[the_fourteenth]

RAIDOU KUZUNOHA XIV

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Username: @kuzunoha14
Civilian Identity: Johei Narumi
Age: 19
Species: Human
Origin: The Capital of Japan

Syndata File: ACCESS

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
AI-GENERATED RESPONSE: To become someone who can more easily connect with humans.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
AI-GENERATED RESPONSE: A housecat.

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🞂001. CULTURE SHOCK

[While enjoying their downtime in England once things calmed down, Raidou is also usually eager to get back home to Neo Tokyo. His old high school kendo club there has convinced him into volunteering at the cultural festival, and of course he has a hard time saying no. Besides, he doesn't get much time for actual kendo competition nowadays, so it's nice to have the opportunity. If you decide to face him, instead of just going for slicing up bamboo, you're in for a real challenge. Even the club members are lining up to take him down.

He'll decide to give archery a try, though, something he's not done much of in his life and not in a very long time. While an amazing marksman with a pistol, a bow and arrow are very different. However, he's not leaving until he at least gets a bullseye... or does better than the person at the target next to his.]

🞂002. LIKE...Y'KNOW, NYA

[Back to work. There are a lot of these gene-spliced individuals cropping up all over the city. Considering Raidou had a taste of this back in England when he got transformed, he knows what these folks are going through. It can be hard to reason with them when new instincts are trying to take over.

There are a few places around various parts of the city you might find him dealing with these people, and could use some help:

A. A housecat-spliced woman who's climbed a tree and now can't get down. When Raidou attempted to climb the tree to help her, she started hissing and throwing acorns at him.
B. A man spliced with grizzly bear DNA is absolutely wrecking a sports bar where a ref just mad a bad call against his favorite soccer team. Raidou is attempting to vacate the premises before cornering the culprit. Preferably without more violence, but that seems unlikely.

🞂003. Backdated prompt to Halloween - current players only.

[If you're offering Raidou a trick or a treat, he's going to go with treat every time. His sweet tooth commands it. He's gotten excited affect a few times over now, and he's wired to the max. No one's ever seen this kid so outwardly energentic.

Dressed as a werewolf for his first real Halloween (but, y'know, in an adult size), Raidou returns to the base and not only can't sleep, but can't sit still. He's all over the place:

A. Giving the kitchen a reorganization makeover.
B. Running full speed on a treadmill in the gym still in costume. His makeup is starting to sweat off though.
C. Just wandering into the dorm rooms of those who are at home and haven't locked their doors. Say hi to Raiwolf. Maybe you can convince him into some of LILITH's remedies for this issue?

🞂004. WILDCARD

[For anything else!]

[OOC: I was out of town for two long weekends in a row, so I am playing catch up! I didn't want to miss out on Halloween. If you need to contact or plot, drop me a line at hellglass.]

@vessel

[eyescar]

you'd make a cute house cat

The Saint | Original Character | New Player

[venomous_fang]

Venance Kyrakal

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Username: Chimera
Civilian Identity: Yves Toussaint
Age: 1036 years
Species: Balen
Origin: The City of the Shifting Sands

Syndata File: A shadow weaver of the House of Fangs. Venance Kyrakal, better known as The Saint or The Chimera's Fang, is a dangerous mercenary honed in the art of war and shadowcraft. He originates from noble bloodlines of a rare race of people called the Balen, who are well known for their vicious and hedonistic ways of life. -AI Generated-

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
"A petty thing, I'd return the sight to my right eye."
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
"A snake, the venomous kind."

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001. Arrival

Memory bites with the last image his eye had seen. A flash of flesh, pale in the flickering light of a candle guttering under the fragrant waft of wind rushing in the opened window. The uplift of his chin sent his gaze upward, up lean limbs to the blood stained tresses of platinum blond dusting the ample curve of a supple backside. A sucked in breath accompanies the sudden squelch around his feet.

Saint's eyes flicked open, a frown lacing across his lips. That sound hadn't been part of his memory. A quick glance down assured him he was still wearing what he remembered, undergarments. The slow glance around him was far from comforting. Clinical. A sigh cracks his lips and he steps down from the pod to follow the directions into the locker room.

This doesn't help him in the least. Nothing is familiar. Not even close. How in the bloody sands did they manage to make everything so bleak and drab? Even the towel and lounge wear. One of which he makes quick use of, smearing the cooling liquid from his charcoal grey skin before donning the clothing. Hm, comfortable. Softer than most things he's used to. His palm slides down his arm, fondling the fabric.

A startled gasp accompanies the sudden grasp of his hands to either side of his head. The pain he'd noted earlier, but thought little of it. But this. What the hells is this? Images. Illusions? The voice in his head causes him to emit a low squeak of concern. Have they possessed him somehow? His eyes blink rapidly, a hand falling from his head to swipe at the air in front of him. The illusion lingered, the voice droned on in its reading of the words he hadn't focused on reading himself. The language was not his, but that of the commoner's tongue. Beneath him.

His hands lower toward the hilts of swords not at his hips, a well ingrained reaction to things when his instinct screamed of threats around him. The voice goes on further, explanations that made little sense to him, a year that meant nothing, a world that wasn't his. Only one thing got through to him. They were paying him, giving him kill directives. This was his new contract. He was stuck here until it ended.

The scent of food clocked in next. He blinked and another look around found him no longer in the locker room, but outside some sort of food hall. A strange assortment of people lingered inside.

"What in the ever-loving fuck is a kaiju?" He bit the words out around the clench of his sharp teeth, addressing the cafeteria at large. The glint in his living eye spoke loudly of bloody intent when he stalked more firmly into the area. "And where are my swords?"

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(Brand new player! Still figuring things out but feel free to DM me here. Open to many things and ideas.)

In yonder food hall.

[gimu]

Now, the cafeteria wasn't Choso's first choice for a meal in Neo-Tokyo, but at this time of year there was more than just the subpar offerings to draw him in from the cold. About now was the time that the new Outsiders would start trickling in, still fresh from the pod and potentially still sticky, and the staff could always use a helping hand if just for a day.

By the time this particular newcomer wanders into the cafeteria, Choso is somewhat ready: he waits by a table near the entry with a laden tray in hand, his lunch still steaming, fresh from the kitchen-bots' tureens. For one achingly long second, he stands frozen, staring at this strange charred man, then to his lunch, then back at the man.

The sigh that comes out of him could move mountains, surely.

"Sit down first," says Choso, gesturing with his tray before he demonstrates by sliding onto a seat. "And have a bite. Waking up here is a hungry affair."

sakura haruno; NARUTO; current player.

[shousen]

SAKURA HARUNO

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Username: @SLUGS
Civilian Identity: UNDECIDED
Age: 16
Species: human
Origin: konohagakure

Syndata File: (AI GENERATED) we hired this pink thing to punch a hole in your wall and/or your ribcage (intended for medical use only)

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
hey!! hold on! what are you trying to say about me? those are two entirely different kinds of situations AND inducing that kind of additional trauma to the thoracic cavity by hand is only for extreme scenarios without appropriate medical equipment! i won't do it unless its absolutely necessary and i have no alternatives

what i want to change is that answer!

change it! now! are you even listening?

If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
so you're not listening. got it.

fine. a cat. are you happy?

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00X. Network.

Hello, my name is Haruno Sakura. I hope I am using this correctly to communicate with you all, but I've only recently arrived and am still trying to get my bearings properly... If you could help me find the answers to some questions, I would really appreciate it.

[ do NOT pay attention to the way the orientation said she could punch through a ribcage!! do not! she can DEFINITELY pretend she's a good, demure, controllable asset. she is not waiting for her chance to triage whatever the FUCK they did to her eyeballs while she was on that operating table. SHE'S NORMAL. ]

This is a military organization, right? Are there aptitude tests I need to worry about? I couldn't get a very good answer from the voice, but I know I wasn't really thinking straight earlier and I'd like to be able to prepare just in case. Maybe with something like an orientation manual, or a syllabus?

[ teacher's pet!!! (or, she sincerely hopes that playing the part will help her gather information more effectively. thankfully none of that strange voice seems to have ousted her as a ninja of kohona, at least other than listing it as her hometown but... still.) ]

Also... I was told that we would be placed into teams, but I haven't received my own assignment yet. Is this typical? Are there any commanding officers that I can speak to? I'm a medic, so they need to know that it would be prudent to keep me off the front lines as well...

[ and keep her closer to command so she can punch the kidnapping bastards in the teeth until she gets the answer she wants on how to get home, back to her village and her teammates. ]

00x;

[zauneyete]

No there is no manual. Enjoy figuring it out for yourself like the rest of us.

[ MEAN ]

Kadaj | Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children Complete | Brimstone (Current Player)

[sensehispresence]

Kadaj

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Username: Black Mist
Civilian Identity: Kade
Age: 20
Species: Human with alien augmentation
Origin: North Crater, Gaia

Syndata File: Syndata File

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
Being the embodiment of someone else and lacking knowledge that one my age should have.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
A wild cat. I've got the eyes already to go with it.

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[ Cafeteria ]

[ Kadaj? He's there to greet the newcomers. Or, at the very least, he's there when they show up in the cafeteria. He's decided against the food that they serve for something simple of his own. Sure, they're rice balls but they were filling and he liked them. If there's a new Outsider near him he'll give them a nod, those cat-like eyes watching them. ]

How're you settling in?


[ Fluffy Tails ]

[ Help was needed and he would give it, as much as he was able. The locals needed help finding a corgi, fox, badger, and a few other animals. However, he's realized that these weren't normal animals. They had been people once. Something that would seem odd to someone that hadn't dealt with this kind of thing before.

Kadaj doesn't hesitate to go toward the forest and ruins. He isn't entirely sure what a stout is, but... ]

If you see movement let me know. Hopefully, we can find these animals and find a way to bring them back home.

[ If that happens to be a certain missing prince, on top of all the others, then so be it. ]


[ Wildcard ]

[ Anything else you want to do, toss it at me. ]

Fluffy Tails

[redangelofpreventingharm]

*the fact that there's still animals running around - animals that were once people - makes him join the search. After all, he knew what that was like - he ended up as one before! It'd make sense that some of these people-critters might have ended up in the forest, so he follows suit*

Right back atcha. The dog might be easy to spot, but the other animals might find a burrow...so that might be harder to track...

Raleigh Becket | Pacific Rim | Everlight (Current Player)

[dontchasetherabbit]

Raleigh Becket

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Username: Gipsy Danger
Civilian Identity: Raleigh Lapierre
Age: 27
Species: Human
Origin: Anchorage, Alaska

Syndata File: Syndata File

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
How cocky I was when I first joined the Pan Pacific Defense Corps. When my big brother was taken from me.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Any animal? A hawk. I'd want to be able to go anywhere in the world. Though, honestly, I don't need to be an animal. I like how I am and who I am.

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[ Kaiju Trial ]

[ His lightning bo staff is close to him, ready to be used if it's needed. Especially in a forest that might contain kaiju that would attack others. He won't attack first. Some kaiju, of this world, he's noticed won't attack at all if left alone. Doesn't mean he won't be cautious. It didn't help that he had kaiju back in his own world.

He's crouched down out of sight watching the kaiju that were digging up the rare mushrooms. There's a few people he knows might like that. Of course, he won't stay too long. ]

Wait till they leave.

[ Unless they're attacked first he'll wait. Make sure they leave before heading out to see what they've dug up. ]


[ Culture Shock ]

[ Festivals were something that Raleigh enjoyed. Japan had many different ones that they celebrated. He'd known about them before showing up in Neo Tokyo. He does, however, take to the martial arts exhibitions around the city even though he's a martial arts instructor himself.

Later? He would probably check out the flower arrangements or something else altogether. Possibly archery or how to prepare the tea. Even if he knows more than he lets on. ]


[ Wildcard ]

[ See something else you want toss it at me. I'll follow. ]

Culture Shock

[redangelofpreventingharm]

*the festivals have been one of Raphael's favorite things about the whole 'fight kaiju' job that they've had over the months. It's not perfect by any means, but this one has been fun to go around at - especially when there's exhibitions! It's not wrestling, but he can appreciate a good fight!*

*and maybe he kind of gets a little too into one that's really flashy because c'mon, that's awesome! Bouncing on his toes like a little kid, he's grinning at it before he spots a familiar face*

Hm? Raleigh? Issat you?

marcille donato / dungeon meshi / returning player

[picky]

MARCILLE DONATO

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Username: ambrosia
Civilian Identity: Marceline, hairdresser
Age: 51
Species: __________
Origin: World

Syndata File: A dungeon-diving elven mage. Loves dancing, seafood, and romance novels. Hates eating weird things.

If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?
That's a little... Ahem. After being forced to shapeshift more than once, I think I'm fine with just being me.
If you could be any animal, what would it be?:
Anything but a rabbit. Maybe a cat...?

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( ooc: just this for now! closed threads underneath. pm me if you'd like one! )

( closed to choso. )

[picky]

[ back at it again at the krispy kreme... like before, the time between marcille's last visit and now is only a flash in the dark, but her body is weak and woozy from LILITH's invasive procedures as if they happened for the first time.

back in the perfectly un-cute standard LILITH loungewear, strapped in sandals and hair fully loosed down her back, marcille has dragged herself back to revelation's hallways. she now stands helplessly in front of the door of the room that was once hers, wiped clean from her absence. to her, it was only yesterday that it was perfectly curated to her tastes, with perches for her little bird, rows of books from her reading club, and various photos and gifts from friends and found family. all gone.

she grips onto her staff with both hands and leans her cheek against it, her body drooping almost far enough to fall. she sighs and her whole body slacks.

mumbling, with a melodramatic sob in her voice: ]

Not again...