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Taigakitt

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Dark clouds rolled in, filling the expansive sky with fluffy darkness.

Lightning struck nearby, the thunder shaking the earth in a loud rumble.

People, in simple clothing with simple appearances.

These quaint humans that wandered the dirt road through the small village looked startled before rushing inside nearby equally quaint buildings while they were still dry.

More lightning with corresponding thunder struck in the same area.

Ten strikes total nearby— one for each newcomer to this universe.

That’s right— universe.

Were these strange beings summoned by the Dark? Or the Light?

Rain started pouring down, drenching anyone outside within seconds.


  • From dry to suddenly wet, head to toe. Would that bother a lizard?

    From a more vibrant landscape to something more dull— like sepia tones overtook the senses, with green being the odd color out as grass was splashed haphazardly across the stamped down dirt.

    A thunderous tingling may have shot through Zee-Oh’s body from one blink to the next.

    That one blink doing whatever he had been doing to now— drenched in the rain and—

    Demon!” Shouted a human man, who had pointed at Zee-Oh. Seemed he had seen the lightning that struck, leaving the lizard man in its place.

    The man was suddenly moved to tears as fear wracked his body, nabbing up his young daughter as they rushed inside.

    Another person nearby heard the shout and looked over, his body already tense.

    Upon beholding Zee-Oh, the man, seemingly dressed in some form of primitive uniform, took his sword that was strapped at his hip, hands trembling all the while.

    V-vile demon! G-go away! Our Light can o-obliterate you with a snap of her fingers. L-leave us in peace! Your Lord already had his way with the rest of the world!

    Nine more lightning strikes.


 
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    Interacting With/Mentions:
    Fenrir ( Coyote Hart Coyote Hart ), Child ( Taigakitt Taigakitt )

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    ~ A Time??? ~
    Seishun Complex


    A building disappeared? How novel! She wondered if this was the workings of the sorceresses. She’d never seen proof they could come up with this type of power before but she supposed there was always the chance for something new to happen. She walked further into this new strange land excited to tell it all to Fenrir.

    OH right, where was he? She shook her head from side to side as she looked for her long-time friend. She was spending so much effort trying to find her friend that she didn’t notice the small child until they ran into her. She tilted her head examining the human with confusion as to why they were here if the disappearance really did have something to do with the sorceresses.

    “Hey rugrat-”

    “Don’t eat me! Daddy!!!!”

    HUH? Did this little one see through the mist? They didn’t smell like a half-blood. Ooo was this one of those fabled humans with good sight? She let a grin come over her face as her tiny fangs poked out. Her wings beat faster with happiness and her tail swished back and forth.

    “Hey kid you’re in for a fun time if you can see monsters in their real form. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, you gotta watch who you tell or they’ll call you crazy!”

    She brought her index finger to her lips like she was sharing a secret with the younger boy.

    Lightning struck once more, and then again. With each flash, she heard even more screams in the distance. Just how many were gathered here anyway? She looked up at one of the flashes and saw her pal she’d been looking for. She gave a big wave to the other as she shouted out.

    “Fennnnnnnn! Look at what I found! A human that can see through the mist!”
 
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ZEE-OH


Large eyes, bright and yellow like a pair peridots, kept track of a lone snake that slithered its way through the foliage-heavy ground of the rainforest. He didn't make a sound, nor moved even a milimeter, but instead, he simply observed, patiently awaiting for the most ideal moment.

A few seconds passed, and his gut feeling reacted. Zee leapt, launching himself off the tree he hanged from just an instant ago, deployed claws lead his charge as they landed on the serpent, sinking deep into the flesh, drawing blood. The prey, ever so confident in its usual feeling of being a predator, was completely caught off guard, barely even realizing what was happening by the time a sudden yanking motion beheaded it.

Content with his hunt, the lizard smiled, impatient to dig his sharp teeth through the snake's soft scales. He opened his mouth, revealing a set of intimidating fangs, ready to chomp down on his fresh meal. He hadn't had anything to eat since he woke up that day, so a whole snake was nothing short of a little feast.

He bit down, ever so enthusiastically...Although, it wasn't quite right. There was no tasty meat in his mouth, only the clacking sound of his teeth clashing with each other as he bit into nothingness. Confused, the boy looked around, and the confusion only got worse from there. He wasn't quite in the rainforest he lied in before, this place was different, duller...colder.

He flinched, his body now being assaulted by droplets of water falling from the sky, and the breeze that only enhanced the feeling that the drop in temperature caused. He stayed right where he was, squatting on the muddy ground for several seconds, letting the rain soak him further as his brain tried to solve this puzzling scenario.

A voice was able to bring Zee back to his senses, although probably not in the best manner. It was a sound that he was familiar with, a very recognizeable kind of shriek, one of fear.

He turned to his right, a man and a little girl coming to his vision. The man was visibly panicked , and Zee was all too familiar as the reason why was that. "N-No! I-"

They ran off, taking shelter before he could get a word out. Zee felt a sense of defeat. He wanted to be friends with the humans, he didn't understand why they would always fear him so much. A new figure showed up, this time, it was one that decided to confront the lizard. While it was not the best of first impressions, he still saw the opportunity in leading this situation to peace.

"N-Not vile! Friend! I'm friend, I don't wanna hurt anyone" He extended his hands forward, palms wide open, as he exclaimed to not wanting to cause harm, he placed his fingertips on his chest. "I'm Zee! What's your name?" He tried to make acquaintances, Zee wasn't quite sure what a 'demon' was supposed to be, but he knew that the man probably didn't mean it in a positive way, he needed to flip the situation.
 
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Y O O N , Y E O N G - S U
Interacting with:
Location: ???

Every reality shift was sudden; oftentimes, it came as a punishment for his constant teleportation. They were jarring and unexplainable. Yeong-Su had long since given up on understanding how to control his reality shifts and simply accepted it as a part of himself. However, this time it felt fundamentally different; as if it was not his own powers that were responsible for being pulled away but because of some other outside force. He couldn't explain this gut feeling and perhaps it would remain like that— a gut feeling. Yeong-Su had the penchant for running into the unexplainable and, frankly, he had learned to cope with it by simply not thinking about it. He had other business to attend to... like figuring out where he was. Survival was paramount.

Yeong-Su huffed as rain poured down on him. He was quick to take in his surroundings and he was loathe to see that it seemed this reality was far less technologically advanced than his own. He just hoped that this reality already had some sort of hygiene. It was always a bit of a hassle to be unable to properly bathe.

He moved to a point so he wasn't in the way of anyone who was making a run for it. Yeong-Su had half a mind to stop someone to ask them what they were running away from but the terrified screams already answered his questions. Whatever they were running away from, it was dangerous or caused some form of fear and panic to spread among the populace. Still, he didn't see anything remotely threatening from his position so he decided to get to a better vantage point.

He stepped into the shadows, not that anyone was paying attention to him anyway, and teleported to one of the roofs. For a moment, he worried that it would collapse under his weight due to their lack of integrity but he managed to position himself in a way that he could distribute his weight among the more solid foundation of the roof. With the rain beating down against him, it was difficult to actually see through the rampant chaos. Still, he wanted to see what the big danger was even in the torrent of rain and the lightning in quick succession.

Finally, he could see something beyond the dreary and bleak imagery of the village before him. A green lizard-like humanoid creature stood there— at the epicenter of the chaos. Yeong-Su could hear his mouth moving but the rain made it hard to hear anything. He looked harmless. So, Yeong-Su crouched down on the roof and kept an eye out to watch what would transpire from this interaction. He wasn't very keen on making acquaintances just yet but his interest was certainly piqued.

In preparation for an unlikely fight, however, Yeong-Su reached into his coat to produce a blade. It would be a quick mercy; but nothing the lizard humanoid did warranted any sort of intervention just yet.
 
YUGEN
Interaction: Friend NPC, Elderly Lady Taigakitt Taigakitt
Time + Place: You can't have space without time, but Yugen still doesn't have a watch. Nor a map.

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The face Yugen was staring at before was wrinkled yet well-sculpted. Blue curtain bangs framed soft skin and completely black eyes. This was a face that Yugen had come to know for many, many years— one of Yugen’s closest friends.

Her friend was telling her something important, but, Yugen wasn’t really listening. Their attention was focused more on the objects orbiting their friend. Some rocks had been picked up by their friend’s gravity, and had been circling her ever since. The movement was distracting, to say the least. They nodded absent-mindedly as their friend went on about whatever was so important.

Thoroughly taken by the smooth motion of the orbit, Yugen watched as the object gradually became more and more obscured by her friend’s head. The object passed behind, and as soon as Yugen couldn’t see it anymore, she was gone.

Her friend was nowhere to be found, and neither was the rock that was orbiting her.

No, instead, Yugen came to face the dark sky, raindrops falling past them at high speeds. They looked from side to side, trying to find their friend, only to see unfamiliar buildings and frightened people.

Screams and cries rang through the air following the sound of thunder. Were the people afraid of the rain? Or was something else here?

Pushing through the noise, a voice came from behind Yugen. They turned around to a woman linking arms with them, voicing concern. The film protecting Yugen's arm bent slightly, but was not punctured. The face Yugen was staring at now was also wrinkled, though much more than their friend’s. She seemed so sweet, and how observant! Not many people can tell she’s so old. To make it easier for the woman to grab them, they slightly lowered to the ground, decreasing the height distance. Yugen placed their free hand on top of the woman’s with a smile.

“You’re right! Let’s get out of here,” they responded with a soft nod. Yugen allowed the old lady to drag them off in the direction of safety, drifting away with her. Their gaze drifted off towards the screams, watching as the people ran every which way. A curious sight for them, but at least Yugen wasn’t considered the danger.

They turned to their new friend, a saddened expression on their face. “So, what’s happening? Where’s everyone going?”
 
Between one blink and the next Ryeri was soaked. Surprised by the unexpected rain, she looked upward, only to be more surprised. She could see the sky. A vast black thing with huge clouds pouring water down on everything, bright sparks illuminating her surroundings. There was no protection of a canopy of leaves and branches. Lowering her head, she confirmed the lack of trees. Instead there were these strange barriers on each side of her.

The noise kept her from investigating. There were screams as people ran past her. Chaos, like prey avoiding a beast. It was almost loud enough that she could have missed the laugh down at her feet. Deciding to ignore the panic: for she was no prey, she sat down in the muddy flowers with a smile. “Can I join you?
” She asked, hoping to play with this fascinating creature. It was small, similar to a newly sprouted dryad, but their skin wasn’t green. She offered the being a flower, but frowned when she brushed their skin. It was cold. Was the rain too much for it? It wasn’t beaten down like some of the petals around them, but that cold worried her. Lifting her hand, she grew a stalk over the two of them, its broad leaf becoming a makeshift shelter for the child.
 
Min-Su Yoon
Min-Su Yoon
Interactions
Yeong-Su [], Zee-Oh []
Mentions
Circe []
Location
On a rooftop in a village somewhere
Boom!


Without even thinking about it, Min-Su had already thrown herself to the ground and covered herself with her newest creation. Nothing had alluded to the blast, but muscle memory and years of reacting at the slightest movement pulled through and saw her to its conclusion. Her brother would most likely be safer than she was — this was no lightspeed laser, and after the incident, she had never seen him caught flat-footed.

Poking her head out from behind Bliz 2.3 after hearing nothing as exciting as the previous explosion, she scrunched her face up — part of it was the liquid pollution splashing on her face, part of it was what she was seeing. There were way too many people running around awkwardly in hippie clothing for this to be her ruined city. To make sure this wasn’t some wild lucid dream her mind had constructed, she pinched herself for good measure. Nope, still not her shitty city. The old-fashioned brick well beside her and the moss that wasn’t glowing or trying to crawl over to her told her much of the same: she was somewhere else entirely.

Had she gained her brother’s reality shifting ability? And if so, where was he?

Standing up, she brushed her gun off and scanned her vicinity. No emo black coat in sight. Shoving Bliz back into her armoury, she suppressed the panic threatening to rise up, and pulled out a magrifle. Indelicately slapping the scope over her eye, she looked around and saw masses of non-bro-shaped humans and something green and devil horns and — there. A bout of relief washed over her, and she almost wanted to laugh at her previous alarm, valid though it might have been.

Confidence restored and her mischievous side bubbling to the surface, she dropped the rifle back in its place and pulled out a tiny violet pistol with a lightning bolt on the side. Aiming for just in front of his face and toggling a few values, he stepped back and shifted a little until she was just the right distance for it to work. And pew.

If nothing else happened to block it, the man would be reading a grid of electricity spelling out
“HEY BRO LOOK”
with the other half of the sentence destroyed by the rain. Min-Su hadn’t thought very far ahead with her method, and she didn’t wait for the results, having finally remembered there was a detonation and people were probably screeching like headless electronic monstrosities for a reason.

Jogging away from the ramshackle structure Yeong-Su was perched on and diagonally away from the center of the ruckus, she chose a random building to climb, wincing when she destroyed half the straw roof in the process of scrabbling for a non-wet handhold. It was another balancing act to crouch on the few beams of wood still intact and position her “bazooka” on her shoulder. It was more of a shoulder-mounted missile-system than a bazooka, but one name rolled off the tongue better than the other.

The creature in the center of this mess was a lizard-like organism that didn’t seem to be doing anything at all except for making gestures and flapping its mouth. Nothing crazy seemed to happen after those actions either, so she cycled through some important questions. What exactly was going on? Should she shoot it? Should she shoot everyone else?

Clicking her tongue and deciding not to be so trigger-happy with a mystery element at play, she pulled out the same purple pistol and formed a new sentence before shooting it at their feet.
“FRIEND OR F”
it said in garbled English and elementary Korean before sparking away in the curtain of water coming down.

She really hadn’t thought very far ahead with that.
 
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Aethelweard
Interactions: Zee Oh Roda the Red Roda the Red

It was hard to judge just how cold it was until he experienced warmth. The snow beat down on Aethelweard like it always would, collecting in the corners of his armour, sticking to his cloak. The sudden change in climate hit him hard.

The only sound for many hours had been the crunch of three creatures footsteps. Then, as he took another step, there was only the squelch of mud. And the crackling of thunder that heralded his arrival. And the panicked cries of the townsfolk. The latter, that was a familiar sound, even if, as he looked around, he couldn't place a name to this village.

How did he even stumble upon this village, Aethelweard wondered. Visibility hadn't been great, but he always sees a settlement before the settlement would see him. Slush melted and dripped from him. He looked up at the torrential downpour. He looked down to his cats, who circled him in discontent. It didn't look like he was affected.

And so he carried on.

But he was to be approached before he could, words flying at him as fast as the villagers were making their escape. Demon. He heard enough. Without acknowledgement toward the woman who pleaded for help, he walked forward at a quick pace, his cats leading the charge. His feet sank into mud, but he wasn't to be deterred. He could already see the creature that he assumed to be the problem. Not a native species, no? Not from his point of view. Not in Aethelweard's world.

The cats needed no instruction, or perhaps they knew something unspoken between them and their master, and sprinted toward Zee. But they stopped a few metres away, rather than pursue their quarry. Why?

Aethelweard's blade was drawn as he took his spot standing between his pets. Through the eyeholes of his armour there was only darkness, but his stare was powerful nonetheless.

No sounds came from him, but it seemed that he wanted Zee to explain himself as the most pressing issue in these strange circumstances.
 
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Interacting with: Circe ( BriiAngelic BriiAngelic ), Taigakitt Taigakitt



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Today was, to put it simply, boring. Fenrir tried to venture out in the storm. Kids like him didn't care about getting a bit soaked. That was part of the fun. But the visibility was poor, and Fenrir was soaked and uncomfortable in a few moments. So he had decided to spend the rest of his day napping underneath an umbrella. The distant sounds of thunder, the rain that pattered against the oiled leather canopy acting as a calming noise machine.

But rather suddenly, and rudely, Fenrir suddenly found himself at the mercy of the storm, his canopy missing. Scrunching up his face in unhappiness, Fenrir opened up his eyes to see an utterly unfamiliar sight. A rather ordinary looking village. A warm rain. And his umbrella was completely gone, as if vanished into thin air.

It seemed that even if Fenrir wanted to take a day off from exploring, the gods had something else in store for him.

At least it seemed that Circe made it with him. He was glad for her company-- Fenrir didn't give a crap about the others, but if he was separated from Circe in this new environment, he would feel like a fish out of the water. He returned Circe's wave and brushed the dirt off his clothes to join her. She directed Fenrir towards the newcomers, a kid and their father.

Fenrir's gaze was sharp and harsh, his eyes narrowed and hooded, the dark look only juxtaposed by the lightning in the background. But then in the next moment that evil expression was gone, replaced by a friendly demeanor with enough sunshine to almost push back the storm.

"So this is what a human looks like," Fenrir said. They looked so similar to Circe and Fenrir, except without any defining characteristics. They almost looked boring. "You look so weird. Hi, my name is Fenrir, what's your's?"

All the while, Fenrir kept his caduceus staff at his side, aware of the kid's father charging at them. He didn't want to defend himself, so he just did his best to diffuse the situation. But if he needed to, Fenrir was prepared to put at least one person to sleep. "I swear, we're not bad people. I won't turn you to stone or anything like that! Can we talk?"
 
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KEITH
The thick fog ensnaring Keith's mind began to dissipate as he suddenly snapped out of his half-conscious state. He was more alert now, eyes wide and darting about, but all he saw was darkness. There was only black, nothing to perceive. There was, however, something to taste.

With a lazy, absent-minded flick of his tongue, he took notice of the disgustingly earthy taste filling his mouth. The foul goop that stretched his cheeks caused him to recoil so hard that he shot backwards, pulling his head out of the mud he'd apparently been trapped in. As his butt sank slightly deeper into the mushy road, he violently spat, trying to get out every last bit of mire that stuck to his teeth.

As he sat there in the middle of the road, licking the collar of his soaking shirt in a pathetic attempt to revive his recently murdered taste buds, he finally began to take notice of his surroundings. With his other senses rudely awakened, he could finally hear the storm and screams. He could feel the strong shower of cold rain drenching his body and clothes. Despite his vision being slightly obscured by his wet bangs, he could even see the chaos engulfing a place he did not recognize. He also saw a "him-shaped" bodyprint in the road that was likely connected to the pounding headache he was now becoming aware of. But that wasn't as important as everything else.

Pushing himself to stand up, he kept looking around the unfamiliar setting, as if the answers he was looking for would suddenly jump out at him. Waking up in unfamiliar places and crazy situations wasn't exactly new for him, but with his condition, it was hard to discern how much he was responsible for. The very real pain knocking against his skull and the lingering taste of mud pie led him to believe this probably wasn't a hallucination resulting from sleep-deprivation. He could say with certainty that all of this was real, but that still didn't help. It only made him more concerned.

Distracted by thoughts of him potentially being the source of whatever was making the people scream and scurry, he failed to notice the small stampede of civilians. They didn't seem to notice him either, running by without giving him a second thought. The only bit of human interaction he got was one person smacking into his shoulder, sending him straight back to the ground. He was right back where he started, feeling the heavy raindrops and possibly a few stomps across his spine.

Pulling himself out of his latest mud angel, his ears twitched as he heard the general shrieks turn into shouts about demons and darkness. Unfortunately, that definitely sounded like something his brain would cook up, making him even more worried. Did things get out of hand again? Did he cause this?

In a situation like this, he was very inclined to do the sensible thing and make a run for it like everyone else. However, if he had a hand in this, he had a responsibility to stop it. Even if all of these people were simply products of his imagination, he couldn't take the risk.

Ignoring the shivers assaulting his body and a possibly crushed vertebrae, he tried to hype himself up. Jumping in place, he took a stance and gave the air a few practice jabs.

I got this. I'm the man. This is my moment. Gotta buckle down and-"

Thunder crashed, causing him to jump in fear and take off in the opposite direction. Wherever these people were running from was unfortunately his current destination. With any luck, this delusion of his would end soon.
 
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  • Circe said:
    Hey kid you’re in for a fun time if you can see monsters in their real form. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, you gotta watch who you tell or they’ll call you crazy!

    The boy had tears streaming down his face, though the rain made that impossible to tell. What gave away the boys crying was the sobs escaping him. “Y-you mean t-there’s more?!” This seemed to only frighten him further as he babbled, muttering now something about light and scooting back as best he could, coating himself in mud.

    Fenrir said:
    You look so weird. Hi, my name is Fenrir, what's your's?

    Harold! I’m coming son!” The man who brandished the “something,” raised it above his head, giving its razor sharp edge full visibility.

    The woman that Fenrir walked away from screeched before clapped her hands together as if in prayer, “O’ Blessed Light please see my husband’s strike land true so lay my life down—

    Fenrir said:
    I swear, we're not bad people. I won't turn you to stone or anything like that! Can we talk?

    The man paid no heed and did not reel back. Pushing his body between his son and the “demons” (Circe and Fenrir), he slashed out, trying his best to hit whatever he could as he shouted out, completely ignoring the non-violent body language of Circe and Fenrir, “To your mother! Go!

    The boy rolled to his hands and knees and pushed off to run back to his mother.
 
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    Interacting With/Mentions:
    Fenrir ( Coyote Hart Coyote Hart ), Family( Taigakitt Taigakitt )

    Can See:
    Keith ( Lucem Lucem )

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    ~ A Time??? ~
    First Death



    They dared to attack her? She pouted as the human came to charge at her. Without missing a beat she began to use her little wings of her as she dodged away from the strike. Her face twisted into a snarl before she evened out the expression knowing Fenrir was kinder to the mortals than she was. If there was something she didn’t want it was to accidentally make her friend angry.

    Still they attacked them. How could they do that? No wonder her mother’s always spoke of how humans were only good for eating. She pouted a bit thinking of a fitting prank for these vile fools. Her expression changed into a grin as she took a glance back to Fenrir.

    “They don’t wanna talk Fenny so it’s fine if I mess with them a bit right?”

    Without waiting for the answer she brought her hand up and it began to glow. She dropped it quickly as she took aim at the human who attacked her. With a smirk she let loose the shapeshifting magic envisioning him becoming nothing more than a lowly piglet.

    “TAKE THIS JERKFACE!”

    She started to snicker from her position in the air not even looking to see if the magic landed before flying down to be at Fenrir's side.

    "Fenny did you see? Did you see? I got better at aiming!"
 
ZEE-OH
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Zee lowered his arms a handful of degrees as the man's body language displayed doubt and hesitation, maybe he would be willing to listen to reason! Maybe if he tried harder, he might stop his hostile attempt entirely. Or well, at least that was the original plan, right before magical words appeared in front of Zee; he was startled by them, it wasn't his first time seeing magical things like this, but words appearing out of nowhere on the floor, that was new! And who might they be from? Curious, the hybrid slithered his way forward, the tip coming into contact with the luminous words, his tail wasn't able to cover them, rather, it got illuminated as well, interesting!

What was also very interesting, as in the literal sense that it was something that caught the lizard's complete attention, was the previously hesitant man now charging forward, with full intento to harm him. With quick reflexes, Zee avoided the swing, moving his torso to the side, when a second slash came after, a took a step back. "Ah, please stop!" He raised his open palms forward once again, attempting one last time to have the man cooperate. But it didn't seem like he was going to listen anymore.

Zee-Oh rose his impressive tail to a higher position, the end thrusting itself forward and wrapping around the blade, the tough scales keeping it safe from the sharp edge. He pulled, yanking the weapon away from the man, dropping it just a few feet away from the two. "No fighting" He looked around, desperate for an idea to pop up in his head to prove his friendliness. Eventually spotting an object of interest. He opened his mouth, his elastic tongue shooting towards a nearby patch of grass. When it returned, it brought along a small flower with white petals. He spat it out from his mouth and on his hands, before presenting it at the man as a sign of peace, even if the flower was probably already getting battered by the aggressive rain.
 
Holding out her hands, the dryad took the offering solemnly. “Very pretty.” She confirmed, the smushed flowers seeming to wake up and petals straighten in front of them. She looked up at the voice. It was rare to hear someone she did not already know, but this whole area was new. So perhaps she shouldn’t have been surprised. “I wonder what a Sair-ra is?” Was it a plant she’d never seen? Could it be another being like this one?

Plucking a flower from the bunch in her hand, she threaded the stem through one of the girl’s top buns. Then, after careful study she selected a second one to do the same to the other. All plants liked symmetry after all. She looked back toward the source of the voice. What joy would it be to make two friends today? “I want to meet them too. Will you come with me?” She shifted into a crouch, remaining at the same level as the child and offered a hand.
 

Y O O N , Y E O N G - S U
Interacting with: Ambiloquous Ambiloquous Taigakitt Taigakitt
Location: ???, Rooftop

Yeong-Su's surprise would have been as clear as day had it not been hidden by the rain as he watched as letters formed in an electric grid close to him— and he was very, very, sure this reality did not have the advanced technology to do it. In fact, there was only one place it could have come from, one person.
"Min-Su?" He muttered as he turned to the source of the words. Indeed, beyond the veil of the rain was his sister with her full, neon arsenal. Had Min-Su been taken alongside him in his reality shifting? Had she learned how to do it too? Was it hereditary?

However, Yeong-Su's eyes widened when she shot a message toward the unknown lizard-like being that was now being approached by a man in armor. He wanted to warn her not to do such things— different realities have different laws, and advanced technology could easily be mistaken as magic in societies such as this. And, from what he had been through, many realities have something against magic.

And unfortunately, it would seem that this reality would be like that as the lizard-like person began being accosted by a guard. Oh well.

Yeong-Su turned to his sister. There was a question on his tongue when he picked up scratching from the building behind them. "Better keep a gun ready but don't shoot until it actually attacks. We'll figure out this reality shifting once we get to safety."

He turned around to pay more attention to the skittering noise, making small movements to peer over the roof to look at what was making such a noise.
 
YUGEN
Interaction: Elderly Lady Taigakitt Taigakitt
Time + Place: You can't have space without time, but Yugen still doesn't have a watch. Nor a map.

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“Oh, really?” Yugen mused with a nod. She wasn’t so sure what demons were besides fiction that she was told about, but it must’ve had something to do with darkness with the way the lady was talking about light. Yugen remembered back when they were in a vast domain of darkness, but even then it was suffused with the distant shine of stars.

Yugen’s eyes trailed up to the storm clouds. The dark fluff shielded the ground from the sky, and the sky was where the stars were. That was probably what’s making it so dark!

It smiled. Looking back at the gentle old woman, they eased, “I’m sure everything will be fine once the rain’s over!”

Yugen coasted gently behind the lady, unaware of the mud and mire covering the ground. As they came up towards the entrance to a bridge, Yugen’s eyes shone. “There’s shelter just over there. It doesn’t look very nice… but maybe we could stay there until the rain’s all done?”
 
Aethelweard
Interactions: Zee Oh Roda the Red Roda the Red

Demon script? Aethelweard examined the foreign words that had appeared before them. He knew of many demonic creatures. They were tricksters, conniving schemers. But rather than seeing the lizard boy's bewildered act as another trick, he sensed his sincerity.

Not for a second did Aethelweard let his guard down. He simply watched in silence as the man tried to attack, and be disarmed in the process. He watched as the so-called demon traded the weapon he could've wielded as his own for a humble flower.

Before the man could act, Aethelweard raised his sword up to him, blocking his path forward. He glanced at the lizard, before looking beyond him, away from the village. Then, he looked at him again. Though he still spoke not a single word, his message would be clear to Zee-Oh.

You must leave now.

A cat trotted past Aethelweard's leg, and lay on the discarded blade's handle. Looks like one would have to get past the strongest guard before they'd be getting to that weapon. Another cat looked up at Zee-Oh with hunger in its eyes, though it seemed to have the restraint to stay put by its master's feet.
 
Min-Su Yoon
Min-Su Yoon
Interactions
Yeong-Su [ AI10100 AI10100 ]
Mentions
Zee-Oh [ Roda the Red Roda the Red ], Aethelweard [ WhiskeyMarten WhiskeyMarten ]
Location
On a rooftop in a village somewhere
Min-Su winced when the uniformed sword-wielder screamed something about demons and started swinging at Lizard Boy. She didn’t know if the creature was of the male gender, but it was the shortest term out of Thing, Humanoid and Girl, so Boy it was going to be. But hey, at least Lizard Boy managed to disarm the deluded guy and — fuck a scrapper, was it proposing? Her brows rose to her temple. Flowers presented to another was a confession according to pre-apoc fiction, and this was definitely a pre-apoc era (if it followed earth’s timeline), so that was probably a proposal.

She almost let out a whistle before she caught herself and settled for simply staring with a half-congratulatory, half-sympathetic look on her face. With the way the proposee had been violently reacting to their proposer’s existence so far, it didn’t look like the relationship would end with a good outcome. Scenes of soap opera-ified domestic abuse flashed through her mind, the protagonists replaced with pitiful Lizard Boy and arrogant Sword Man.

It was only when her brother’s voice reminded her of their current circumstances that she was pulled out of her ridiculous imagination.

“Which ‘it’?”
The gun fanatic asked, already swapping her messaging pistol for the bazooka she hadn’t managed to use. She froze when the change in weight caused the straw roof to shift under her. In her pause, the scrabbling sounds beyond their shivering wreck of a building perch finally registered in her brain as something that was distinctly not rain.
“Don’t tell me that sound’s the demon they’ve been calling Lizard Boy.”


She had no real reason to believe that Lizard Boy wasn’t a demon, but something about his attitude seemed too pacifistic for the moniker. Especially since the demon name-calling only started after her little missive stunt. Not that she was wrong for doing that. Not at all. Communication with the unknown was a reasonable measure in a new world, especially for someone who hadn’t done the whole reality shifting thing before, and who better to try it with than the one in the center of a commotion? She tamped down on the unnecessary guilt creeping into her emotion centers.

Focusing back on the skittering and straining her ears for more, she figured out absolutely nothing else about the mystery monster. She also couldn’t move in fear of the entire structure collapsing and taking both of them down with the damn thing, but out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Yeong-Su looking over the roof for the source of the noise.
“What do you see? Can I shoot it?”


Glancing back down at the drama below her in the moments before her brother replied, she noticed a figure covered in weather-worn armour holding a blade to Sword Man and standing stoically between him and Lizard Boy. The new actor, dubbed Metal Hunk, was spending some time making moon-eyes — so far as she could see — at Lizard Boy. It was starting to look like this series of events was going to end in a love triangle, and she was all for it. Lizard Boy didn’t deserve abusive, third-rate Sword Man. Just by the fact that Metal Hunk was protecting Lizard Boy, he was clearly the better option.

She waited with anticipation to see how Lizard Boy would react to it all.
 
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Interacting with: Circe ( BriiAngelic BriiAngelic ), Taigakitt Taigakitt



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Fenrir's golden eyes flashed towards the man's attack. Was that a dagger?! It seemed that he was serious about attacking Fenrir and Circe, and all without even a hello! The people back at home would've never immediately lashed out. After all, not all monsters were bad.

The demi-gorgon bounced back lithely, his nimbleness compensating where his fighting skills lacked. He raised his caduceus stave to send the man to sleep, but Circe was quicker. Even as she began to work her magic, Fenrir begged, "Don't hurt him, please!"

Considering that the man was trying to hurt him, such words may have made Fenrir sound like a pacifist, but that wasn't quite true. He just didn't like hurting people when it was unnecessary. The man's attacks were flimsy. Unpracticed. Unlike many of the more dangerous monsters from where Circe and Fenrir lived.

"Oh I guess that works," Fenrir said, staring at the helpless little piglet that was once the man. He looked up at Circe and acknowledged her aim improvement with a "Yeah, I guess you did."

Fenrir just didn't want to admit that she was much better than him in magical aim. At one point, Fenrir prided himself on his aim with his stave's magical effects. But even still, he wasn't that far behind! They were still basically equals!

"Now ma'am, can I ask where we currently are at?" Fenrir demanded of the terrified mother and her child. His eyes narrowed with annoyance, "And no more violence. We're not gonna fight you, so stop trying to make us."
 
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KEITHHe may have been sent running by the loud crash of lightning in the same way a thin doe would run at the sound of a snapping twig, but Keith was far from out of his element. Out of his depth, sure, but he wasn't unfamiliar with this kind of situation. He had come across undead raids, natural disasters, empowered lunatics, and all flavors of the supernatural more times than he could count. How often he was responsible for creating those events he'd rather not say, but he was more or less a seasoned veteran at this point. He was (unfortunately) pretty experienced with demons. Children, however, not so much.

As his fear-fueled sprint carried him forward with the speed of an Olympic athlete thirty years past their prime, he caught a somewhat distorted view of the scene taking place beyond the veil of bone-chilling rain. The demons he'd been anticipating seemed to just be a pair of kids. If he was being honest, the thought of trying to fight some little tykes didn't seem very heroic. But even with that being the case, it was hard to ignore what he saw.

With the timing of his arrival, he only managed to catch glimpses of a man attempting to defend a woman and child before being morphed into a pig. The ones who remained were then addressed by one of the small attackers as they shivered from the cold and their fright.

Even if Keith had his reservations and quite a few fears of his own, the sight of people in trouble forced him to forget those things. A new feeling welled within his chest. Unfortunately, what replaced his hesitation wasn't exactly courage.

He could always tell when the change was coming. He could feel the prickly sensation working its way from his fingers all the way to his brain, zapping and heating up his insides as it flowed through his veins like electricity. Then there was the icy shiver that followed, dotting his pale complexion with plenty of goosebumps. He hated this feeling. Despite knowing what was to come, he was always powerless to stop it. No matter how much things changed, he could never fight the instinct.

A mother and child being attacked by demons with no one else but me around to save them? C'mon, that's just the perfect setup. That's tutorial level sequencing at its finest. Establishes the threat, empathetic victims, and sets the stage for a hero who will quickly come to steal the hearts and minds of the consumers as he valiantly saves the day. But a hero who arrives at just the right moment needs to have more than just great timing. They need to have presence, a mysterious allure. They need the kind of appeal that makes the audience gasp and wonder 'who is that wondrous, mystifying man of wonder and mystery?!" But what image would invoke that reaction the most? What would bring that to life and convey the character in an instant? A rough, well-traveled vagabond who simply helps as he passes through town? What about a traditional approach with an armor-clad knight who cleaves through evil while striding into battle on their noble scene? No, people go for something with a bit more edge these days. A hero at their core, but one with a bit of a chip on their shoulder. One who has a repressed darkness that matches the one utilized by their greatest foes. No, the hero's darkness must make the villain's pale in comparison. They carry a heavy burden and do good in spite of that. Yeah, that's perfect. And with demons as part of the cast, demonic power is definitely the way to go. But not power belonging to something like a tiny imp. No, no, no. That won't do at all. It needs more oomph, something that sells. And what has more oomph than a demon king? Not much. It's got traditional appeal, enough edge to cut just about anything, and it shakes up the game. A demon king as a hero? Yeah, that's a winner.

Much like the lightning strikes nearby, that entire thought process came and went in an instant. He'd dare to say not even a single raindrop hit the ground as he created his battle plan with the speed of a supercomputer with the best processor around. And he was as quick to act as he was to think.

Pulling his hood over his head, Keith dashed in, carving a trail through the mud as he skidded to a stop between the small family and even smaller demons. Thunder crashed once again, illuminating his concealed features with a brief flash of blue. It was so expertly timed that he wondered if he caused it. Maybe he did, but there was no way to be sure. He was in the moment.

"Consider yourselves lucky. The emperor of all things infernal smiles upon you." He addressed the parent and child with a newly present gravel in his deepened voice, one that almost made him hack up his lungs as he forced it up his throat. He didn't let that deter him, and he continued with his performance by flicking his wrist, prompting the nearby piglet to regain his human form.

Grinning beneath the shadowy cover, his haughty expression was largely unseen, but it was more than evident in his tone. "I hold power over their domain. Dealing with their magic yields no sweat from my brow. Even the fires of Hell bend to my will."

As the last word left his mouth, a dark flame manifested in response. Right on Keith's shoulder. It began to engulf his arm, prompting him to hastily pat out what the rain couldn't immediately extinguish."A-Ah shit, shit!!" Those words came out much softer and slightly panicked.

Within a few moments, the fire was snuffed out and reduced to a simple trail of smoke. Despite the little setback, it didn't seem to motivate Keith into making an early curtain call. He continued as if the little incident was a product of everyone's collective imagination. A myth. A falsehood. Eyes playing tricks. Non-canon.

"I suggest you take advantage of this blessing and escape with your lives." With a wave of his hand, he ushered the three villagers to move along. As he did so, he came even closer to the demonic duo, walking tall and with non-jelly legs.

"Tell me, young ones. What brings you to this dreary location? I fail to see what you would have to gain from pecking at these commonfolk like worms in the dirt."

Cold, detached, and regal. But even with those characteristics, having the qualities of altruism and true compassion. Those were perfect attributes for a demon hero king. All he needed to cap off this introduction was an iconic pose.

Curling a single finger around the edge of his hood, he inched back a single side of the cloth, revealing his eye that now spiraled with otherworldly energy. Hellish sigils that would look great plastered on any teenager's walls danced around his pupil as his iris produced a powerful red glow. Wasn't that badass and cool and awesome? The only thing that could make it better was a big sword. One that any self-respecting heroic lord of Hell would call their own.

In response to his thoughts, the ground beneath his feet cracked. Emerging from the depths of the earth, several skeletal hands stretched out, a solitary object laid across their palms. A weapon truly fit for a king, its obsidian blade looked as if it could destroy all light with its vantablack coloring. Many runes that surely had deep meaning had been etched into the metal, flowing with some unspecified power of definitely great magnitude. Then there was the single skull near the sword's pommel. That's how you knew it was evil and cool.

As soon as he placed his hand around the leather-wrapped grip, the undead servants retreated, sealing the localized fissure in the ground as they left. And in doing so, they also took away the support Keith needed to actually hold the damn thing. Immediately, the tip of the blade sank into the mud, jerking his arms downwards as gravity did its thing.

GODDAMNHEAVY!

Yeah, he definitely couldn't lift this thing. A bit of an oversight on his part. But as long as they didn't know he couldn't lift it, everything would be okay, right? This was just him demonstrating a portion of his immeasurable strength that he was actively choosing not to use in this moment. But he definitely could use it. Whenever he wanted to. He just didn't want to....Power move.

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GM Post #2


  • Circe said:
    TAKE THIS JERKFACE!

    Oink oink!

    The cleaver sunk into the ground.

    Daddy!” shouted Harold.

    Fenrir said:
    Now ma'am, can I ask where we currently are at?…And no more violence. We're not gonna fight you, so stop trying to make us.

    Keith said:
    Consider yourselves lucky. The emperor of all things infernal smiles upon you.


    Keith burst in in a shiver of rain and lightning.

    The woman screamed, nabbed her son up into her arms and hightailed it out of there. “THE DEMON LORD IS HERE!

    So much for Fenrir getting his answer.

    The husband-pig wallowed in the mud like the… pig he is.

    His nose rooted around in the mud. Looking for something? Or just acting like a normal pig?

    Just as the Husband Pig found what he was looking for and took it into his mouth, he suddenly found himself human again. With the cleaver in his mouth.

    As Keith went about his tirade, posing as a Demon King, the husband grabbed the cleaver back into his hands and ran away, in the direction of his wife.

    He couldn’t even find words as he ran after them.

    All the while as Keith put on his show, the sky was darkening and darkening— unnaturally. More than just the storm clouds could ever produce. The sky rumbled in a way that sounded like growling.
 
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Ryeri cocked her head, confused at the stretch of both hands from the seedling. Only after the child had accepted her own, did it occur to the dryad it might have wanted to be carried. How strange it did not send out its vines to wrap around her in demand. Perhaps she was wrong, for the sprout was quick to pull her from the grown shelter, hurrying with its short legs down the tunnel the barriers made. She evidently knew this new one. Or was just as eager to meet them.

And there! Another to befriend! This creature looked similar to the sprout. Though she must be a very young Mother Tree to be so mobile and so loud. “You don’t need to yell.” Ryeri spoke matter-of-factly; going where Sara led, “I can hear you over the thunder.” She would only let go if the sprout did, not thinking anything of the demand beyond how strange it was. "I am Ryeri. Are you a Sair-ra? You are unlike any Mother Tree I have seen."
 

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    Interacting With/Mentions:
    Fenrir ( Coyote Hart Coyote Hart ), Family( Taigakitt Taigakitt ), Keith ( Lucem Lucem )

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    YEAH!

    She was a class-A winner! Full points! That pig of a human didn’t know what hit them! At least that’s what she’d think if it didn’t just completely undo all her hard work. Even with the help of this so-called “demon lord”. She looked him up and down and realized there was real power there even if she couldn’t figure out why.

    “That’s no FAIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR”

    She stomped her foot down as she landed on the ground once more. She was in full tantrum mode. Her hands balled up into tiny fists as she started to slam her fists through the air.

    “NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! WHY IS A DEMON LORD ON THE SIDE OF THEM?!?! THEY ATTACKED US!”

    It was almost as if she didn’t process the other’s words as her anger started to manipulate the world around her as the bit of life left in the greenery around was sapped out and brought as fuel letting her wings light up in flames.

    “FENNY TELL HIM-”

    Before she could get the rest of her tantrum out she saw the ground crack and reveal a sword for the demon king. She threw herself back at the skeletons revealing the powerful relic. She trembled at the sight of such obsidian wondering if it was Stygian in nature. If it was it would truly end her if he so desired.

    “Fennnnnny, get back!”

    Her voice cracked as she was near sobs in fear of the man. She wasn’t used to real danger. Humans were nothing but fools who could be entertaining at times, and their weapons rarely did any actual damage. But a Demon Lord? He must be at least on a level with Sir Hades himself if this one could bring forth skeletal minions.

    “I just wanted to protect Fenny.”

 

Y O O N , Y E O N G - S U
Interacting with: Ambiloquous Ambiloquous Taigakitt Taigakitt
Location: ???, Rooftop

Yeong-Su merely shrugged at his sister's guesses. It could be the demon the town was so afraid of, or it could just be some trapped puppy that was scratching the walls to get attention. Still, due to him being entirely focused on the sound, he missed out on what was happening around the reptilian boy— and because he didn't have the same wondrous and wholly insane brain that his sister had, he didn't make up a convoluted love scenario in such unfamiliar circumstances.

"Huh...?"

Yeong-Su didn't get surprised a whole lot. When one had gone through what he had, it was easier to expect the unexpected. Still, this weird tadpole-like yet reptilian creature appeared before them and joined them up on the roof. It was vibrant and glowing, too much that it was difficult to miss in all the doom and gloom that the "demon attack" and the rain had given.

"If you're not a lizard or a demon, what are you then?" He asked as he motioned for Min-Su to lower her bazooka and he crouched down in front of the being. "And... what do you mean by summoned? Did something bring us here?"
Yeong-Su paused as he looked up. "And is the thunder supposed to sound like that in this world? Because if so, I have no questions on why everyone seem to live in fear because that's creepy."
 
YUGEN
Interaction: Elderly Lady Taigakitt Taigakitt
Time + Place: You can't have space without time, but Yugen still doesn't have a watch. Nor a map.

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“Ooohh… your home…” How… quaint. Yugen felt a little embarrassed about saying the lady’s home didn’t look nice— surely, with what it knew about homes, that was a mean thing to say.

It went onward with the lady, observing the area around them. Yugen had seen trees before, but not so much a forest in-person.

With the storm and thick trees, it became darker and darker. For a normal human, it had become much harder to see— but with the soft glow of the film acting as skin as well as its eyes, Yugen had less trouble.

They finally reached the entrance to the lady’s home. As prompted, Yugen floated into the building first.

It looked around with curiosity in its eyes, an excited hum coming from the being. It nodded in response to the old woman.

Gently, Yugen landed in front of the fireplace, their shins picking up dirt and water and flinging it into the space that made them up. They stared deep into the soggy wood.

“Why don’t you turn it on?”
 

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