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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. Even the few shy moon creatures you find in the wild have strange crystal growths on their hides. This is far from home— perhaps a dream? You pinch your skin and slap your cheeks, yet nothing seems to do the trick. Searching for answers yields nothing but an endless expanse of purple dust as far as the eye can see. You have four options: one, panic; two, soil yourself; three, admire it all then soil yourself; or four, go into survival mode. Eventually, you’ll realize that you’re not alone.

After a day or two of living off the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. After the strange phenomenon during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? Why did I inhale all those permanent markers in the third grade? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay.

While waiting for transport to be prepared, you may freely roam around the government center. Eventually you’re called back from exploring, escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the moons and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals. The next destination: Prismatica.

▶ Whip It Good
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

 A  Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

 B  At the Crystarium Moonports is a new family restaurant called Grapplebears, here to serve your favorite dishes from all around the galaxy at affordable prices! The menu ranges from the atomically hot and spicy Chamakshalan curry rice, delectable dragonsaur steak served with mashed space-tatoes, to the sweet and creamy Lunatian milkshakes that bring all the boys to the yard, all prepared by their handsome and huggable bear crew.

As you might have noticed, the restaurant staff is a ragtag group with members from planets unknown to both Prismals and Moonblessed. The waiters and waitresses in particular are tall, muscular, leather-clad bears who take your order by whipping you with a special riding crop that compels you to bark out your order — but only if you ask to be, of course! They might induce you to reveal other unrelated interests so make sure you’re not thinking about anything embarrassing!

If you chat up the staff or customers, you learn more about the restaurant’s origins. The bears say their planets* were also wiped by the Calamity hundreds of years ago, and life for them has been difficult for them since then…

*Further information about these planets is unavailable at this time.

▶ Night of the Living Dummy
City of Lunatia | top

The last vestiges of Geistnacht have officially passed and the first chilly autumn breeze ushers in the new season. The city is awash in giant piles of browning leaves that decorate every walkway.

 A  To deal with the mass collection of fallen leaves, many buildings across the city have been retrofitted with a new disposal system to help clean up. A sprawling network of automated vacuum tubes around the city will efficiently suck all those pesky leaves right up. While children love playing inside and using them to “teleport” around Lunatia, they have also been known to spontaneously suck up anyone who’s not too careful. You may find yourself falling on some hapless bystander on their afternoon walk, or crammed in a tube with your new neighbors. Lunar Scientia officials warn everyone to be careful of where you walk, else you might need to crawl your way to sweet freedom.

 B  A pop-up shop in Level 1 is attracting much of the locals' attention, run by a peddler who speaks in a low, elongated hiss and wears a hood over his face. He assures you that his face is of no consequence. What is more important is his selection of wares! In contrast to his cloaked, enigmatic appearance, his travel cart is a Barbie pink explosion of frills, hearts, glitter. He will tell all visitors he comes from the Valley of the Crimson Serpents, which Prismals and older Moonblessed arrivals find odd. Wasn’t the Sanguis moon uninhabitable?

Among the peddler’s wares are adorable, wide-eyed and heavily perfumed dolls in all sorts of clothes a child dreaming of rainbows and tea parties could ever ask for. Hug and squeeze a doll, and you will be greeted by a pre-recorded voice telling you how they’re your bestest friend ever. It’s like they were made for lovin’ you! But if you look away for one moment, you can almost swear you hear a snake’s hiss, its long tongue licking the shell of your ear… The next time you see the doll, its body will be in a slightly different position or location. Is it… following you? Fortunately, a minimal amount of moonlacing will make it leave you alone. You can wait it out too, but why would you?

Destroy a doll and it will later reappear wherever you are when you least expect it, good as new, but leaking from their porcelain heads is a strange pink, glitter-covered liquid. The peddler calls it the “love juice” giving the doll an extra dose of affection for you.

▶ Bird is the Word
Level 2, Greatmoon Groves | top

As autumn paints Lunatia with its golden hues, pumpkin decorations and desserts are now in vogue. This is thanks to Chroma-infused pumpkin seeds, which allow them to rapidly grow in all sorts of sizes, shapes, and colors. The Moonblessed are invited to visit one of the largest pumpkin patches in the city housed within the Greatmoon Groves, where they can enjoy the sight of oversized, colorful neon and sparkling semi-phallic pumpkins, expertly carved to greet you with their buck-toothed smiles.

 A  The pumpkin patch is full of toddler-sized creatures called hugbugs. When they are not tending to the pumpkins, they follow the Moonblessed around, requesting hugs and treats in exchange for their obedience.

Reward them and they will do simple errands for you and give you compliments. They will also be your personal hype men, talking up your strengths, talents, and physical assets to all those special someones you’re trying to impress. Once you earn their trust, they will be your friends for life!

Ignore them, hurt them, or bully them, and they will cry and place a curse upon you, reducing your self-esteem to nothing and magically forcing you to cry along with them. The effects of the curse may last for up to a week if you’re not careful! But how could you do such a thing? The hugbugs are sensitive and want somebody to love.

 B  If you manage to survive your encounter with the hugbugs, you are welcome to join in on the Prismal knitting group and enjoy creating your own fanciful scarf made of Galadrian thread, which is known for its bright, golden sheen and aromatic properties. Give it to a friend or wear it yourself, and you will notice a strange ability to attract animals and insects of all kinds. Live out your Disney Princess fantasy! Or a Hitchcockian nightmare. It’s all a matter of perspective as a whole flock of honking birds comes bounding towards you.

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Inosuke | KIMETSU NO YAIBA

[oneferalboar]

Whip it


AHAHA!

[Laughing like a maniac the man in the boar mask is in a fight position in front of the bears. They all look more than confused as Inosuke is more than a little amped up.]

Fight me! Come on! [Coaxing them with his hands he continues to bouncing back and forth around them. They honestly look exhausted unsure what to do...there was no telling how long this was going on for.]


Tube Runner!


[After being rudely dumped out of the tub he has started to headbutt the tubs he can find. There were a few with cracks but nothing broken. Still he would change that.]

Sucking demon come on fight back! You can't stop me! Try it again!!


WildCard

[Throw anything at him...he's out there in a few ways.]

Whip it!

[talkingtrashtank]

Does O'rhok have a lot of chroma to burn? Definitely not. But can he resist trouble when it's wearing a boar mask and jumping around? Definitely not.

"Oi!" Sharp, loud, and when Inosuke looks he'll see a tall and muscular man with cat ears and a lion's tail, his sharp teeth all smiles as he rolls his shoulders under his jacket and then beckons with one clawed hand. His tail is swaying in a way that says yes, good, this excites me.

"Loser buys the other's meal. C'mon!" They're both gonna get thrown out.

kogami shinya | psycho pass

[dissimilates]

whip it good
i. arrival - meet the neighbours

[ survive.

survive, no matter what, whether it's the war-torn SEAUn and its surrounding factions or this strange new place that defies all human understanding. the only silver lining is that no one is shooting at him, tying him up, or otherwise trying to kill him. the downside? being cast out in some crystal-limned wilderness. but he survives; the instinct hard-coded into his dna. hell, he's survived a labyrinth of medieval traps devised by a psychopathic hunter-cyborg who hunted people for sport, he can live with this.

he's nonetheless surprised when the moon knights pick him up, civil and kind and fortunately tolerant of a chain-smoking stranger.

moonblessed, they said. kogami has never been blessed with anything, much less by a moon, of all things, but he files the information away -- however improbable and ridiculous it may be. then again, he did spend the last couple of days in a crystalline hellscape that is definitely not anywhere on earth, so there's that.

things are markedly more unpleasant in the medical bay, when survival instincts kick in and kogami lashes out, wary and not about to be subject to a barrage of tests by strangers, kind or not, and the unceremonious nerfing is unpleasant. the examination ends quickly, and kogami is released and duly transported to lunatia, a metropolis that bears no resemblance to anything he's ever known. bustling and brightly lit, but with no technology bearing the hallmarks of the sibyl system or any of its cunning exports. tenzing would have liked this place, perhaps. frederica would probably have insinuated herself somewhere by now and reached out to him. then again, it's just as well that he's on his own; he hasn't come to any useful conclusion about this place, and with so many unknown variables, going solo is expedient.

he finds his own apartment, simple and unassuming, spends nearly two hours coming through every nook and cranny for possible spy cameras before he emerges into the city, cigarette between his lips and his revolver safely tucked into his jacket. next objective: figure out just what this place is, because something that seems this close to thomas more's utopia must have its own ugly secrets. he would know -- he escaped from one.

he observes for now, exploring, mingling, taking in bizarre, otherworldly sights before choosing to reach out to the closest person. ]

Hey. Where can I find cigarettes?

night of the living dummy
ii. let him catch you?

[ so, vacuum tubes sucking up leaves, small children, and other people are a thing now, is it? kogami takes that in stride now, too, especially when it seems like the kids seem to be having fun. adults, it seems, not so much. kogami's careful to stay out of vacuuming range, but ever so often someone shoots out of those tubes, and despite his best intentions of putting as much distance between himself and human projectiles, he ends up inadvertently catching them when he strays close enough to an opening. old habits die hard, he can't just let someone take a hard landing, right?

now is no exception, when someone practically tumbles out and lands in his arms.

he grunts. ]

You okay?

bird is the word
iii. hugbugs

[ what the hell are those things?

small, ugly, but oddly adorable in a barmy sort of way, kogami's observed them long enough to realise that they're largely harmless, if oddly fascinated with people who come across the unnerving, huge and shiny pumpkins. one of them has practically attached itself to him, this cute little furry thing with tiny horns and no discernible eyes -- how does it see? -- and efforts to send it away have somehow backfired, because this particular hug bug has somehow thought the scrap of food kogami has tossed to him is a treat, and is now following him, effusive with compliments that kogami could probably do without. but it's harmless, right?

and why is there another one? and another? he stops when a green one bumps into his leg, looking up with dewy eyes. hug?

kogami doesn't do hugs, but the thing looks so hopeful. so, after looking around at other 'moonblessed' (that's a really strange name, by the way) and noting that hugging similar creatures don't seem to result in any kind of maiming or death, he actually bends down to pick it up under its arms, holding it at arms length. ]

All right, settle down. What about a treat?

[ then, he looks over at the unfortunate person who might happen to be next to him. ] Do you want to hug this one?

iv. wildcard!

ii.

[menphina]

[ Having returned here after a near two turns after finally finding herself having left was— disappointing to say the least. Especially when she ended up being brought back at such a crucial point in time...

At the very least, she knew that time would be stilled and waiting back home, so she wasn't as panicked as most would be. However, it was still going to be an effort to adjust to this place and it. strangeness again!! Especially when she ends up sucked right into a tube and shrieks, being flung out and tossed into the arms of—

Oh, hello handsome!

Her ears however, have lifted up in surprise, hands curled into cat paws as she stares at the man who has managed to catch her, and she stares at him with bright blue eyes. ]

Bloody hells. Good catch, lad!

[ She's not exactly huge in the first place, much to her annoyance, though she does stare openly. ]

If I'd have known these dastards were bringing in even more lookers, I'd have done this a lot sooner. You can put me down now, aye?

[ She doesn't mind being carried right now, really. ]

You new here?

Zaveid | Tales of Berseria

[sivard]

I
[The sheer amount of leaves have been fuck to play with. A little gust here, a big gust there… anyone walking nearby is likely at risk of getting them in their faces, and a laugh and apology. For course, as Zaveid continues to play with the leave, inching closer to the vacuum tube.

With any luck, you aren’t around when he gets sucked up by one of the tube, otherwise you’re going to be sucked in with him.]

Uh, hi there?

II
[He’s not exactly used to this place, but it’s not… so bad, he doesn’t think. It’s at least a vacation for him, a time to not be in a world so terrible it was called Desolation. It’s… weird, sure, and he’s not wild about aspects of it, but overall? Zaveid capable of taking it.

Besides, people can see him, and he hasn’t felt any aspects of malevolence. It’s another step up from the place he’s left behind.

Stepping into the pumpkin patch just to see how it looks is, therefore, not completely out of character for him. Neither is stooping down as soon as he sees the small creature with long arms trundling up to him.]

Hey there, little guy. Are you a Malak, too?

III
[Wildcard!]

I

[scythegun]

[Well, it looks like luck wasn't on our side today, because now we're stuck in the tube. Not like Yeager seems to care all that much, he's sort of shrugging his shoulders as best he can when Zaveid speaks up.]

This is a bit awkward, ja? What an interesting introduction~!

Alexei Dinoia | Tales of Vesperia

[ideismo]

[I. He'll Be Here All Day If You Let Him]

[This is all fine and good and extremely overwhelming, and after a prolonged period in which he feels quite like his head is going to explode, the words Alexei finds to matter most are the ones that explain that he'll be provided a place to stay. He's not expecting anything grand - his quarters at the castle weren't terrible, but nowhere near the status afforded to royalty, and honestly seeing as the place he's being given is free, he's expecting something roughly.on par with the lower quarter.

What he finds, though, is- ]

…Fascinating.

[It had taken him some time to get accustomed to the screens, and he doesn't have a lot of Chroma to play around with, but even the fact that you can change colors in this place so easily is absolutely blowing his mind.]

Being able to alter space with a touch… Not just projections, but physical properties…

I don't suppose you have any idea how it works?

[...god help him he's a nerd and if you answer that you're going to get asked so many more, I am so sorry about him.]


[II. At Least It's Not Demanding a Promotion]

[So.

As impressive as the city is, seeing as it seems absolutely determined to mortify him at every step (we don't talk about Grapplebears), the dolls are almost normal? Sure, the way they're being sold is…interesting, but it takes all sorts and honestly out of most of the instances of human interaction Alexei has dealt with today, this is probably least surreal and something he's willing to put up with. Right. Fine. He'll take one.

The doll he ends up with is pretty in a weird sort of way, with straight lavender hair and a fluffy dress in shades of pink and red; something of a color theory disaster but nothing too offensive, and at the very least her little porcelain face isn't godawful. That said, Alexei himself can be found sitting on a bench somewhere in a manner that's trying and failing to seem natural, with the doll literally as far from him on the bench as humanly possible, sitting cutely with its hands folded in its lap, staring into middle distance as dolls are prone to do.

Hopefully you don't seem too interested in it, because- ]

I do feel that I should warn you about the doll being evil.

[...Alexei, it's a doll...]

II

[scythegun]

[Oh, Alexei's here.

It's sort of muted surprise, all things considered. This place is already so damn weird that Alexei might as well be here. The meddling kids don't seem to be, but of course Alexei's here. You know what, that's fine. All of this is totally fine. Absolutely fine.

The doll, however, is the exact opposite of fine and as soon as Yeager gets a look at it, he decides that sure, today's the day he deals with Alexei here because look at that doll.]

My, it really does look like Cumore, doesn't it?

[So here's Yeager, with no regard whatsoever to the doll being evil (or perhaps no self-preservation instinct, take your pick) scooping up the doll to get a better look at it.

...]

I suppose you may have a point about it being evil, since it does look so much like Cumore!

[oh my god.]

Albert Wesker | Resident Evil

[manufactured]

[I. This Is Probably A HIPAA Violation]

[So there are some things Wesker has never regretted, and shooting himself up with the zombie plague in order to see if it'll give him superpowers is definitely one of them. However, he has to admit that it's causing a bit of a snag with regards to this whole government center examination thing.

He's not precisely in full-out quarantine - he doesn't seem sick, after all, he's impressively asymptomatic all things considered - but people are trying to figure out what the hell is going on with him and whether that thing is contagious as balls or not. So he's a little limited in where he can go, but that's acceptable; honestly, he's staying near the medical area of his own volition, not so much intruding as he is watching these examinations from a distance, taking mental notes and generally just being tall and quiet and wearing sunglasses inside as he completely ignores any claim to privacy you may want to make.]


[II. Today's Meeting of the Brain Trust is Called to Order]

[Wesker is accustomed to some weird shit; he's seen all sorts of odd things, he's made all sorts of odd things, and as such the hugbugs are unexpected but they don't particularly bother him, per se. They're certainly less violent than most of the things he's used to, especially when it comes to.demanding things from him, and when he gives the first one some food and a headpat it's because he finds it a small price to pay for being left the hell alone.

It's when it doesn't leave, and instead begins doing something somewhere between Excella's insipid fawning and Krauser's insipid obedience that he kind of realizes the potential of these things.

Kind of.

The simple errand he seems to have set a small coalition of these things to today is "suck down candy but mostly just sit and be the world's most uglycute soundboard panel I can ask for"; he's currently talking at them about god only knows what, most likely trying to work out the most efficient plan for maximum Chroma acquisition with minimum humiliation factored in, and they really obviously don't know what the actual flying fuck he's talking about but that's fine, seeing as he rather likes hearing himself talk and that's what matters. Jesus Christ, he's got formulas drawn in the dirt with a stick.

Once in a while there is a small chorus informing him that he's the most intelligent person they've ever seen, and that is why he likes these things. Someone might want to interrupt him before he just collects like five of them and calls it good.]

II for maximum awkward I guess!!

[torsion]

[ She sees him on the streets. Not now, but often. Tall, muscular, shoulders straight, and the sunglasses. Always the sunglasses. She sees him at night, sometimes, but she'll never admit to it. In the darkness when she tries to will herself to sleep, red will glow from the edges of her periphery. Like dust filling her lungs, her mouth feels dry as a desert. Rough, too. Like a hand around her neck, not skirting her shoulder blades or ghosting the small of her back.

There, but not. There but... he was.

It's easy to mistake him from a distance, from behind. But this was different. More direct, more visible, more wrong. Does this mean Chris failed? Does it mean she failed? Or maybe they're both dead. She'll take that one even if it means she'll be stuck in this damned hellhole with the last person in the universe she wanted to be here.

People told her to stop being so pessimistic, but how can you when you're luck is... well, this? Joke's on her, apparently. She watches for a good long while and doesn't particularly care what he's up to but if it's something he wants it's something she doesn't want him to have. So she approaches cool and casual -- hair dyed back to her natural brunette and dressed like she might be about to hit the gym versus prepared for hand-to-hand combat, but what can you do? She's still not expecting her eyes to be dissecting the situation as they should. Trick of the light, surely. ]

Wesker.

[ Less casual. Sharper. Like knife pressed to skin. ]

Beatrix | Granblue Fantasy

[naydenull]

♡ ( arrival )

[ While being a part of the Society has taught her many things, it definitely did not prepare her for this. Of course, there's probably not a single organization that would teach you what to do when you are suddenly thrust into a new, unknown world.

After some freaking out, Beatrix does manage to settle into an apartment complex. Her immediate thought is that she wants to decorate and make it cute as possible but alas, that would have to wait. The next thing on her list is to check out her surroundings. But then another realization hits her and that she's hungry. Her eyes dart around to find the nearest person who happens to be walking by. ]

Hey! Can I ask you a question? [ But then her stomach betrays her and starts growling. She's quiet for a few minutes before she lets out an embarrassed sigh. ]

... Where's a place a girl can get some food around here?

[ There's a pause and a rather obvious look on her face as if she wants to say something else but at the same time, she doesn't want to voice it out loud. That being, she's broke as fuck. ]

♡ ( night of the living dummy )

a. [ Beatrix has always been a magnet for traps. If there's any sort of hidden dangers waiting for her, she's almost guaranteed to get caught up in it. So it's no surprise when a vacuum tube chooses her as it's next victim and she finds herself crammed inside the tight space.

It takes her a minute to gather her thoughts because everything happened so fast. She grumbles for a bit before she manages to get her bearings together and that's when she realizes that she's on top of someone. Immediately, her face turns several shades of red and lets out squeals of embarrassment. ]

I-- I'm really sorry!!! I swear, I did not mean for that to happen.

[ or alternatively-- ]

b. [ With a whole lot of willpower and plenty of wiggling, Beatrix somehow manages to free herself from the confides of those awful tubes. And by free herself, what actually happened was that the tube was getting tired of her that she got forcibly ejected out. Her celebration is extremely short lived once she notices her entire body is heading downward. ]

WHY MEEEEEE?!?!

[ And with that, a flailing, screaming woman falls from the sky, either on the ground in front or directly above of you. Sorry random stranger. On the plus side, she's cute at least? ]

♡ ( bird is the word )

[ Baking away the stress of being in a new world is always a good source of comfort for her. As she was in the middle of getting some fresh air and trying her fresh cookies, an ugly? cute??? ... ugly cute creature strolls up to her. When it asks for a treat, she happily offers it a cookie, both out of kindness and wanting to show off her baking skills.

Cue ten minutes now she's being swarmed by at least three of them, all of them wanting more of her home baked cookies. ]

Hold on! I don't have enough treats for all of you!!

[ Help!!! ]

♡ (wildcard)

[ Feel free to throw anything my way! You're welcome to message this journal or reach me at konimi if you'd like to plot out something specific. ]

living dummy, b!!

[hoasen]

[She screams because this woman landing in front of her screamed. Also she practically fell from the sky?! Someone could die from that.

Thus, screaming, and also rushing over to try to help her up.]

What on earth happened?!

mika kagehira, ensemble stars

[kagehira]

➤ a) whip it good

( first things first: when you find yourself in a new place, stranded, without anybody you know or anywhere to go, you need to... get yourself some place to go. or at least get yourself the means to take care of yourself while you're staying so that you don't, you know, starve. and truthfully? it seems convenient. great, even for other people, but the whole moonlacing thing is more than a little scary — especially when mika doesn't know a single soul here, so he'd rather avoid that at pretty much all costs. it's lucky that he's hardly one to shy away from work when there's work to be had though, so asking around, he instead finds himself a small part-time job cleaning up one of the busy streets of lunatia.

"oh yes, and do watch out for the vacuums" was about all the warning they had given him.

so now here he is, clinging to his rake for dear life as it acts as his only lifeline — held across the entrance to the tube so that it's too wide to be sucked inside the way that mika has. and he's watched willy wonka and the chocolate factory. he knows what happens when kids get sucked up into weird tubes. he's not about to be the next blueberry inflation out here, no sirree, so instead he does... about the only thing that he can — he calls out for help from the passersby. )

H-heeeelp! Somebody!

➤ b) bird is the word

( the visit to the prismal knitting group went decidedly better for him. while he didn't keep the whole scarf that he knitted for himself, giving it instead to one of the others who had been struggling with theirs, he did ask if he could keep the leftover scraps of yarn. tying the ends together to make them into one loop of yarn, he begins absently pulling the string into patterns with his fingers as he walks. at first it's nothing unusual — only one or two, maybe a third, but by the time he's made it half-way back to the small apartment he'd picked out for himself, there's a veritable murder of crows following behind him. not only that, but they seem to be quite fond of mika — who's distracted from his cat's cradle when one of them drops a certain shiny object it picked up onto him. and another. and another.

as much as mika hopes it's not the case, they are in fact snagged from other people instead of simply being lost and found. before long, they find a new victim; at first it's just one, but then two or three, and then four or five crows that begin to circle you. as they draw closer, one of them gets brave and — there it goes, some small precious object of yours has been snatched, and off they go with it to deliver it to their new favourite human. )

➤ c) night of the living dummy

( but anyway, he does eventually put the thread he's saved to use. while he, himself, didn't feel he had the money to invest in one of the dolls, as luck would have it, he did happen across one. yep, that's right, if somebody had a doll before, they seem to have changed their mind after — its familiarly adorable countenance is now tattered and torn, a sign that maybe it creeped its previous owner out too much to leave intact. or maybe somebody who found it afterward decided to do that to it, who knows. what mika knows is that he feels bad for the poor thing, picked up then abandoned so carelessly, so he takes it upon himself to give the doll a new home. some love and care to help fix it back up good as new.

unfortunately though, the thread still has those curious properties — except this time, it's different. right, instead of crows, it's a herd of cats that gathers alongside mika as he carries the doll, pawing and nipping at it when he holds it so that it hangs too close to the ground. at first, he's able to ignore it — they're kinda cute, aren't they? but eventually, they get bolder, and bolder. it doesn't take long before one moment, mika's looking at the doll just where it should be, and the next, it's completely disappeared.

so remember that doll that you got rid of earlier on? now it looks like this, and it's barrelling towards you on the back of a cat with several more behind it. and behind that is a very distressed looking teenager, calling after it. hope you missed it! )

➤ d) wildcard

( feel free to throw anything else at me if you have an idea! )

b

[nasori]

S... stop! Please stop, Mr. and Mrs. Crow!

[ Are they a crow couple? She doesn't know. One wouldn't normally think to say please to a crow either but Societte wasn't raised that way. As a member of the first family, she had to be prim and proper. Even as she runs down the street in her attempt to flag down the crows who stole her fancy hair accessories, she holds her skirt up and attempts to stride down the sidewalk with elegance.

Of course, that's also hard to do in long robes and barefoot.

She trips on her own clothes and barrels into Mika. ]

Ah! Are you hurt? I'm so sorry...

ladiva | granblue fantasy

[raduga]

night of the living dummy: a

[If there is one humble soul out there that is helping people getting free from tube imprisonment, it's here in Lunatia. Ladiva would never leave a poor soul stuck like that when she is passing by, her heart refuses to commit to such cruelties. She managed to yank out some people while others slip away to another outlet.

Some tubes are small for her arms, but she is either-
1. -still making attempts to reach in there to grab someone (or you) out.
2. -passing on by and ended up catching you in her arms after you have been dumped off from the tube. At least she greets you with a smile and all. Don't worry, she's pretty heavy and strong to catch almost anyone from the air.]

Goodness. Are you alright, my dear?

bird is the word: a

It's loveeeeeee!

[If her booming voice doesn't grab your attention, the sight of her would sure make her stand out. Ladiva can be found with around five hugbugs in her arms, in bliss to be part of a giant embrace. Some of them are nuzzling her jaw while others are letting everyone around know that she gives the best hugs ever! Ladiva laughs as she twirls her new little friends around.]

Every single one of you are so sweet! Be sure to spread your love to others as well, even if I am so spoiled with your love right now! Don't worry, my heart contains endless love for everyone!

[She greets you with a wink as she takes a seat, hugbugs crawling on her like it doesn't bother her at all.]

Hello, hello! Aren't these children precious?

wildcard(and ooc.).

[Honestly, give me anything you like! For the canon blind, Ladiva is indeed physically male with female pronouns for your OOC knowledge.]

bird!!

[hoasen]

[OH SHE HEARD IT.

Also, this woman was so impressively large that she managed to hold every hugbugs in existence. And do they look like they're in heaven or what.

Actually, her too, but point being, this is a pile of love.

She blinks, because it's a moving scene, but she doesn't know what to say right now.]

They are very endearing, but I think it is because of how much love you give them.

Okuyasu Nijimura 💎 Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

[billionth]

💴 YOU MUST WHIP IT: A
[It's that time of month again, and I don't mean it's time for Cordis folks to get horngry: the apartment blocks are now full of newcomers puzzling their ways through their new lodgings! Which, for the most part, seems to be without property damage or too much of a ruckus in general...

Except for one apartment, which is currently being inspected by Okuyasu here. See, Okuyasu doesn't get this technology shit. He's from the late 90s, he doesn't know what the fuck all this stuff does! He tried to decorate the place so it wasn't boring, had a nice little kitchen and all, but-- Well, it hadn't worked. And he'd gotten frustrated. Then mad. Now he's just really, really pissed off at the poor little touchpad. If you're in the vicinity whatsoever, you're likely going to hear him, and then see the fact that he's...Literally kicked the door clean off its hinges and over the railing, onto the ground below. Uh?]

Who the hell wants to do this shit and have their house look like traaaaaash!? Piece of shit aliens, I don't even wanna be here! I got shit to do at home, not piss about with this weird sci-fi bull! Shit!

[Cue big man baby tantrum; at least his attempt at void-related destruction gets thwarted by a lack of chroma. He swipes at the air with his right hand, all piss and vinegar, and...Gets met by nothing but a sad little bmmmmm noise. That just makes him angrier, alas. Please help?]


💴 B-b-b-b-b-bird bird bird: A
[Now that he's not destroying property, Okuyasu's trying to...Make up for his Crimes, by doing normal shit like seeing if these humble hugbug pumpkin farmers need his help. And then...Well. 1. THOSE GOURDS RESEMBLE DICKS. 2. WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE HUGBUG DUDES. At first, it's super tempting to try and punt them away, but...Well, Okuyasu is trying to work off his moral debt here. He really wants to be a good guy, make a go of it while he's here with a fresh slate that doesn't involve 'probably being involved at least indirectly in murders'! So, he ends up squatting so he's on their level, trying his best to listen to every and any hugbug that makes its way over to him and obliging them with plenty of awkward hugs.

You're welcome to try and save him from all that neediness, if you're game! Or...

If you make eye contact with him mid-hugbug consultation, he'll stand up, pop his back and trot on over to you, followed by a squad of adoring wingmen.] Oi...You don't got candy on you, do you? I gotta help 'em out, but my arms hurt like a bitch from--

['Okuyasu is so kind, he's helping us out lots!' 'Okuyasu has really pretty eyes when you look closely, they're so purple like little gems!' 'Okuyasu hugs super well!' ...Ah fuck. There they go, a clamouring gaggle of sycophants hanging off of his baggy pants. At least he looks duly flustered by their sentiments for now, because wow. Really? No badass comments like OKUYASU IS FUCKING RIPPED??? Damn...Scalp him, hugbugs.]


💴 B-b-b-b-b-bird bird bird: B
[Once he's worked off his imagined debt and gotten thoroughly embarrassed by those furby-looking motherfuckers, Okuyasu's managed to find the knitting group. But he's a badass, y'know? And badasses? Don't knit.

But badasses can watch knitting. That's not against the rules. Badasses can also, apparently, linger around the group's edges looking curious and a little wistful as they admire the scarves and whatnot. But you'd be forgiven for thinking this badass in particular wants to join in on the knitting goodness, right?]

Uh-- Nah, nah. Not for me! Heh. Just lookin'.

BIRD A

[teaserving]

[Honestly, no judgment here; these little guys are kinda cute in their way. He hasn't really wanted to hug them, but the first moment they indicated any kind of tears he's complied because he has a tough time being an ass to little adorable critters. IT SUCKS.

So he gets you, buddy. He really does.]

Seems like you got a little fanclub there, man.

Hang on, I probably have something.

[By now, he's used to carrying snacks just in case he runs into Mista and the Pistols. So, out comes the baggy of anginetti.]

C'mere, guys. Give him a break.

Anna | Frozen

[lovesopendoors]

A | Arrival

[ Waking up in an unknown place? That's okay, totally fine, Anna doesn't look like she's not freaking out or too worried about anything. It seems like a really weird dream, not that pinching herself seems to work for waking up again and she's not sure where her imagination would even get a place like this... But honestly, she's not sure where her wild imagination gets most of the things she says or thinks either, so nothing too weird about one more thing, right???

Besides, she's one of those who admire everything around here.]

Wow, I wanted more space but this isn't what I meant. Not this literally or at all. Maybe I caught a fever from her...

[But guess who is USED to walking / running / going around empty halls and spaces?? This princess even if it's in her past back home now but it's what she's doing here. Maybe everyone's just too far away from her to see her? She's looking pretty lost around here.]

Elsa?! Kristoff?! Sven?! ... Olaf?! Anyone from Arendelle?!

[And if she'll meet into any of those animals or, even better, any strangers, she's going to have questions as soon as she's close enough to talk---!]

You wouldn't happen to have seen a beautiful young woman around here? She's a little older than me, she wears her hair on a braid and she's possibly also wearing a dress....? Or maybe you've seen a man with a reindeer? Or a talking snowman or many little, cheerful snowmen?

[... Yeah, Anna may be talking to a shy moon creature instead of talking to any other people around here if she happened to find one of those first. She promises she's not crazy even if part of that sounds like running away from her might come to your mind at some point.]

Introductions

[Soooo, new home, new city, new everything. Anna puts her hair on two braids before she does anything else, she should at least go introduce herself one way or another, no? It's not like she's a stranger to knocking on doors or walking into situations...]

B1 [She's either knocking on your door and waiting for you to open or she happens to meet a new person, who is also looking for an apartment to themselves. She's a patient waiter in case of doors but as soon as she meets someone face to face, well, here's one friendly but sheepish looking girl at the door.]

Hello! My name is Anna and apparently we might be neighbors from now on. ...Umm, I've never really had this many neighbors before, so this might take some time to get used to...

[Please say you'll stop her before she'll start some kind of an endless rambling. Well, she may start it either way after a while.]


B2 [She's really interested in the built-in panel, that lets her change the look of the apartment. "Wow!" "How did it do that?" and so on while she's totally amazed by the changes.

..Too bad customizing and all needs more Chroma than a newcomer has but that should be an easy problem to solve in a place like this, yes? Anna rushes away from that apartment to find people from the hallway or wherever, she should take a tour around the city too.]

What do I even say? Hi, I'm Anna, I'm new and I need hugs or -- mo-- [Ugh, no. Yeah, she's talking to herself. Trust her, it's not unusual at all in her case, still getting used to people noticing her these days.] Or I could just ask do you want hug?

[Yes, she's talking to you while she looks up at anyone, who happens to be anywhere nearby. Come hug her?!! Or kiss her, that's not out of the question either but maybe she should start with hand holding and hugs??? Not so worried about it in a weird dream planet even though she has someone back home, they could handle whatever happens here together if she'll even remember this afterwards. How do people do this here??? Help!]

C | Tubes

[Nope, what is being careful? Maybe she should be but it's a fight against her adventurous side and accidentally ending up into them anyway...

So either Anna may literally drop on someone or near someone or she's stuck in one of those tubes alone until someone else gets stuck there with her!]

Wow, I'm really sorry, these weird tubes are really crazy... [More importantly!] Are you okay?

D | Dolls

[That's definitely a more chatty doll than her normal ones back in Arendelle are, Anna is almost tempted to get the one she's looking at the moment... Wait, what?]

No, no, no, see I already have my most amazing, best of all the bestest friend ever! Her name is Elsa, she's my sister and -- [And Anna looks away when she almost gets emotional just talking about her. Okay, she has a lot of friends these days but Elsa's still the best... She takes a deep breath.]

Don't get me wrong, you're cute but you don't-- [Anna looks back as soon as she hears a hiss. No, dolls don't hiss and there's nothing hissing around here... Okay... As if that's not weird enough, the doll is also in a ... different position. But ... No one else touched it, she would have noticed that?? Anna looks very unsure and like she's about ready to back off right now.]

That's ... weird. [Possibly no dolls from this place then, got it.]

E | Hugbugs

[Anna keeps on hugging hers, obviously treating it well and keeping it in a wonderful mood and she hasn't heard it talking about her yet, at all and she's going to start blushing once it gets to that....! But it's been so cute so far, nothing creepy about this unlike the doll ended up being! She's so focused on that new hugbug of hers, that she doesn't even notice anyone approaching but she seems to be talking to it a lot, so maybe human company would be better for chatting...? She's friendly and cheerful, she'll gladly intoduce you to her new friend and then everyone can be friends, right?

So really, if Anna sees anyone being mean towards these hugbugs, she'll have some words to say to you about how you're treating it...!!]

F | Do you want to be like a Disney princess?

[And maybe she'll try knitting too but hey, real Disney princess here, so she doesn't need a scarf for animals to come to her... She'd need new clothes for winter though, so why not try to knit some? Or she may even give you a present in the form of a knitted thing, sorry in advance for all the animals that will come to you now! Maybe it's not the prettiest thing ever but Anna made it all by herself and it's the thought that counts, right?]

Here, this is for you! [Still smiling!!]


[OOC: o/ open to wildcards too, possibly, or if you have any questions or other ideas or something, I'm at baranohanabira. Her canon point is post Frozen Fever.]

B1

[totallycalledit]

[Sun waves at the person behind his door with a grin.]

Hi Anna, I'm Sun. Nice to meet you and welcome.

[And that is definitely a monkey tail behind him.]

caster ( merlin ) | fate/ grand order

[observing]

night of the living dummy, 01.

( this is what you call life's ups and downs, he's sure of it. especially for the disappearances of both prismals and moonblesseds alike that happen to get sucked up out of the blue. it's interesting for the most part but other than that, caster is sort of displeased that he's having no lucked with getting swiped up. he tries time and time again, following after miscellaneous people — which has earned him the nickname of a stalker — as he hopes to have the same fate as them done upon him. why is he having such a hard time? well, he can't just walk into it like everyone else because he wants to be caught by surprise as well. it gives him a chance to have some sort of emotion run through him because sadly, he's feeling like he's ran dry or just a little low on fuel.

to remedy that, he should just find someone to annoy and just eat off their energy like any half-incubus would but where would the spice of life be in that? so instead, he decides to chit-chat up a couple that he's stumbled upon. whether they'll be able to help him with his problem or not, he doesn't have any room to complain as he pulls a smile onto his features and holds his arms out as he speaks to explain how unfortunate he's feeling. they're not inclined to do anything unless caster brings a partner with him, which, he's saddened to hear. )

It's not like the love of my life will just fall from the sky?

( but perhaps, this is his lucky day as someone — you — falls right into the magus' arms, the scent of flowers waft into the air around you as caster does what any person would. he looks at the person in his arm, maybe they're one of the people he had been following awhile ago or maybe they've never met before but either way it doesn't matter who you are — ) Ah, there you are. For the love of my life didn't fall because that's a different title but I am so thrilled to see that my wife is back in my arms. ( he's holding the person tighter who is tucked away in a more bridal-style position, caster looking towards the people before him as he continues. ) Now, about that foursome? What do you say wife?

b.) ( now, if you're completely unlucky and happen to fall not into caster's arms but by his side. he'll look down at you and with a shake of his head, he decides to roll with it. ) Pet play, however, will be a new forte. Isn't that right my cute pet? ( pat.. pat.. )

night of the living dummy, 02.

( so.. love only lasts for so long. or maybe it doesn't — considering this doll has been by caster's side for quite too long. he's pushing it away with the end of his staff, frowning as he takes a few steps away. )

Terrible.. ( has he been cursed? can't say the same for his charming good looks but that can't be why this creature keeps following him. between him and the doll, there can only be one snake here and to be honest.. it can be the doll! caster clicks his tongue, staring at the oddity as he pulls his staff away from it and a sigh leaves from past his lips. he knows that this is no good, it's an unsettling creature that'll make things hard for him. how can you hit on women when there's something hissing around? you know what they say about snake season! anyway, he's squatting down and canting his head to the side as he contemplates what would be the best method to rid him of this. thing.

so he recalls that it wants a best friend and.. aha! why didn't he think of this before. he looks around, eyes locking on the first person that he stumbles upon and there's no way to change his mind. he stands straight up, walking away from the doll that stays in place but those silent whispers of hisses are still present as he makes distance. flowers following after him with every step until he manages to reach his victim. ) Forgive me, ( really, don't. ) I need to borrow your time and your hair, do you mind. ( he's holding his hand out, expectant of the other to just pull out a few strands but he says nothing of what he needs it for; only hoping that the other is compliant. )

bird is the word, 03.

( now caster can't help but think this place is the ideal, now why is that.. exactly? well, stumbling upon one of these hugbugs and when it starts to hype him up.. there's just no way that he can give up on this creature. he's spoke with it more than enough for the creature to become attached, following him around and just making him feel as if he's the best magus on earth. so in return, caster decides to make this creature the best hugbug that it can be which calls for dressing it just a little but with his illusions — it's a miracle, really. pleased with himself for the new attachments he's given the creature, he smiles wide as he claps to himself. ) Wow, Merlin, you are the best! Aren't I?

( the creature nods, repeating after him as he beckons for the hugbug to follow after him. now, his familiar just cannot walk around with no eyes so he wonders if this place sells those big ol' googly eyes so he can attach them to his newfound friend. a little lost within the shopping district of this place but while the hugbug follows after him, managing to step on the flowers that appear behind caster but you know what.. because of who the creature is modeled after — he will not complain! once he finds someone, he smirks as he places a hand to his chest. ) I am..

( and the creature takes over, speaking out of turn:

BIG BRO! BIG BRO IS THE BEST! BIG BRO IS THE ONLY POWERFUL MAGUS IN EXISTENCE! THE CROWD GOES WILD! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

yes... that is right. )

You heard the lady! She is absolutely right about me! But that's not what I am here to tell you — ( that is exactly what caster was here to tell you but also.. ) I am in need of those googly eyes and I need your assistance in finding them. ( now why isn't he using his illusions or creating what he needs? well the truth is, he just wants to show off his arthuria no.2, isn't she beautiful? yes. marvel in her glory. ) What do you say?

wildcard, 04.

( do you have any ideas you wanna roll with? just go for it! you can pm or reach me at sakasaki! c: )

01-a

[roofwalker]

( asato had been very unfortunate, as is wont for black-furred cats. one of the long, vacuuming tubes had crossed his path (a rare circumstance when that brought bad luck on him), and first it had attracted his tail, then his lower half, and then his entire body. for several minutes, everything was panic and confusion. in some parts of the tube, he tumbled through head-over-tail, and in others he had to crawl through on all paws. at long last, he is forcibly ejected from the other end of the tube, just as suddenly and violently as he had been sucked into it.

for a few seconds he sails through the air, and then he lands with a heavy hmph square in the cradle of merlin's arms. for asato, the world is spinning; he can hear the words that the stranger is speaking, though the all bunch together and seem to make sense a few seconds after he had actually heard them.

the thing is... asato doesn't really understand them. ribika culture doesn't really have a concept of husband, wife, or strictly-speaking "marriage." cats could be coupled, or mates, or whatever they call it, but the institution itself wasn't really prevalent. that, and he has no idea what a "foursome" is. i'm sorry.

so he just ends up completely discombobulated, constricted in the arms in a tight hug — much stronger than he anticipated, especially since the person holding him seems to be a bit smaller than he is. asato struggles a little bit, still blinking owlishly, his tail lashing from side to side, thwapping against merlin as it does so. ) Wife...? I -

( he's still blinking; the world is finally stopping spinning, and he sees the two people staring at him, just as shocked, confused, and questioning as he is. the attention is a lot; he gets nervous, body growing a little tense. he shrinks back away from them, confused, wanting to get away but not able to. he ends up grabbing onto one of merlin's arms, his claws sinking slightly into the flesh, and he emits a low, grumbling sound from the back of his throat. )

Iori Izumi ♪ IDOLiSH7

[iorizumi7]

▶ I. NIGHT OF THE LIVING DUMMY
A.

[Thump thump.

Here, walking along any random old street, there's a distinct, loud thumping noise that sounds out to draw attention. It might take a few moments to notice that the sound is coming from above, but a glance upwards will grant the view of one young man trapped midway through one of those pesky vacuum tubes, with juuuust enough room to continue slamming his fist against the exterior. Unfortunately, he's angled in such a way that he can't see if anyone is actually below him to help, but he's trying his best here.]

Is anyone down there?!

[His voice is muffled by the tube, but it carries well enough. Save him...? Or miss the clear warning and get sucked up as well! Either way makes for an exciting time.]

▶ II. BIRD IS THE WORD
A.

[If Iori had known that ignoring those little hugbugs would result in them cursing him, he might have given in and hugged one a lot sooner. Unfortunately, it seems that they're not creatures that seem to comprehend the true nature of a tsundere, and so when one requested a hug and Iori turned his nose up and stuttered something out like "There's no reason for me to hug you...", well... It was over for him.

Now, he's dropped his bag alongside himself and is trying desperately to wipe his eyes but he can't seem to stop the tears. Genuine, sobbing tears. He feels horrible... he's horrible. There's so much he should be doing that he isn't, he's letting everyone down by getting lost in a place like this, he's causing them trouble...!

The dumpy little hugbug is crying right next to him, so there's just a chorus of sad, pathetic tears.]

B.

1.
[Of course Iori had taken to knitting a scarf. Not because he wanted to or anything, and definitely not because he heard that there was some kind of magic thread to attract cute, small animals. Just because it was going to be getting colder soon and this thread was probably very warm, if small animals liked it. It was just convenient, you know?

So, he is absolutely bundled in one of these things. It's wrapped around him so many times that he's honestly a little toasty, but he's not covered in cute kittens like he might of hoped. Instead, there are a handful of small birds that keep circling him, landing on him, plucking at his hair, his scarf, his clothes, and no matter how many times he swats at them, he can't seem to keep them away. It's enough of a struggle like this, but then one of the birds grabs onto a charm hanging from the side of his bag...

It's an adorable rabbit charm of some sort?

Iori's eyes go wide as he stretches with his free hand to grab at the end of the charm and try to steal it back. This bird's vicious, though, flapping its wings furiously.]

Let go...!

2.
[Well, once that doesn't work, Iori decides that the best way to take advantage of this is to linger just on the edges of someone else with a scarf and crouch, clicking his tongue and quietly calling out to any cute, small animals he sees. Feel free to call him out on weirdly stalking for this...]

▶ III. WILDCARD

[And of course, wildcard is always open!! Feel free to assume he's standing around in any of these areas like the serious tsun boy he is. He's so overwhelmed by everything. For optional shenanigans, I plan on making him cordis, so we can always do pheromones or Iori with cat ears/tail during that moon!]

II. A

[nineroutes]

............

[ tenn's got a hugbug in his arms and he's definitely carrying it around while hugging it because the thing won't leave him alone and he's not going to just leave them alone because they're like his fans, right--

but that's another story for another time.

anyway, right now, he's standing over iori and, hm. how does he approach this. ]

Crying isn't a good look on you, Iori Izumi.

[ there we go. ]

wei wuxian | the untamed

[resurging]

WHIP IT GOOD (A)
[ waking up in strange places isn't a new concept to wei wuxian. he's passed out drunk on other people's roofs before, and the number of times that he's been woken up by store attendants back in yunmeng has cost him a lot of stern reprimands from the yunmengjiang patriarch, jiang cheng's i told you so lingering on the back of his neck every time. this time, though - wei wuxian doesn't think that he can attribute the strangeness of his new environment.

for starters, there's the strange lights, and the prickly bed on which he wakes up. it's not even a bed, wei wuxian realizes, when he finally gets his bearings and takes a good look at the surroundings. he closes his eyes against the great splashes of shimmering colors, overwhelmed. at least he has suibian by his side, he thinks, clutching the sword close as he gets up on shaky limbs.

not that he gets to look around for very long. a handful of persons come to get him, checking him over (to which wei wuxian gives token protests), and then wei wuxian is ushered onto a hulking beast of a vessel that takes him to the stars. it's breathtaking. it's also maybe making him a little nauseous, though that may be a byproduct of having had liquor to drink before he was woken up; who knows, really? wei wuxian turns every piece of given information over, trying to make sense of it in a way that won't make him more confused than he already is.

so far? it's not really going well.

at the very least, though, the place where he's billeted is a wonder and a half. ever the curious person, wei wuxian touches anything and everything he can get his hands on, trying to figure out their purpose. what wei wuxian thought was a water kettle turned out to be some kind of vapor dispenser, the wall has buttons that change the curtain colors and lights, and what wei wuxian assumes is the bathing room has knobs that release hot water at a touch.

it's amazing. he wants to try everything and the choices are all so overwhelming.

wei wuxian's inner monologue about the wonders surrounding him is interrupted when the doors open, and someone walks in. they look just as confused as wei wuxian feels, if not more, and wei wuxian jogs up to them with a bright look on his face, waving at them to come in further into the room. ]

Hello! Are you new as well? Did you come from the sky as well? Ah, sorry, I've forgotten my manners — I'm Wei Wuxian, from the YunmengJiang clan. [ wei wuxian points to the control panel on the wall. ] Do you know what this does? I don't know what to call it but it's so fascinating!

---

BIRD IS THE WORD (A)
[ they're cute, in an ugly way. or ugly in a cute way. wei wuxian isn't sure how to describe the little creatures that are hopping around asking for hugs and treats, but he tries to accommodate the red mottled-skin one that's taken a liking to him.

it keeps following him, begging for affection, and wei wuxian has resorted to petting its head every ten or so steps to calm it down. what an excitable thing, he muses, as he takes in the beauty of the greatmoon groves. from afar he can see towers, and what seems like a regal residence. unfamiliar plants grow at every corner that wei wuxian can see, and the pumpkins--! some of them are as big as a small cart. flowers of all colors and some that wei wuxian hasn't seen bloom abovehead in dizzying arrays.

yanli would love this place, he thinks.

wei wuxian gets lost in his thoughts that he ends up walking into a stranger, jostling him out of his musing. he turns to apologize, lifting the hugbug out of the way as he looks up to the stranger. ]

I'm sorry for walking into you, I wasn't looking— Ah? Excuse me, there's...

[ is it dirt? is it food crumbs? is it blood stains? wei wuxian isn't sure if it's polite to mention it but he points in the direction of the stain. ]

---

WILDCARD.
[ leave him a prompt or two! hit me up via discord (dana#4837) or pm if you wanna hash out any details. ]

bird is the word....

[sizhui]

Senior Wei?

[ Maybe there is just... a set of Gusu Lan robes. And no, there is no stain, not with Hanguang-Jun at home. Sizhui is as neat and presentable as he should be.

And the surprise is mostly because, as far as he knows, Senior Wei is back home... with Hanguang-Jun. Wonderful time to not be at home, much as Sizhui loves them both. ]

URAHARA KISUKE | Bleach

[predomination]

FARMER'S MARKET| GREATMOON GROVES

[This is, in a word, unfortunate.

The idea of a helping end a war and ending up in a place that sears the eyes and utterly confounds him is kind of ridiculous, and if it's some kind of punishment for what he almost had to do to Ichigo- not that he believes in such things- it's a silly one. It's relatively harmless, anyway, even adorable, at times.

But he's on guard. Mentally.

Physically? Physically, it's like he was born here if not for the weird style of dress and the hat that nearly obscures his eyes. He's chatting (and maybe even doing some friendly flirty) with all the people running the various stalls. Eventually, he'll even turn to others milling about and make eye(?? hard to tell with that hat) contact with a few.] Helllooo~ Which would you recommend?

[Yeah, he's just... gonna be extra. That's him. That's how he's coping. He'll deal with the problems in his own time.]


I'LL HAVE WHAT SHE'S HAVING | GRAPPLEBEARS

[You know, sometimes you're just enjoying your curry rice when someone starts getting spanked in the middle of the restaurant just so they can order the beer cheese pretzels. Urahara flinches in mild sympathy- seems like the polite thing to do- and remarks, loudly enough for his neighboring tables to hear.] I didn't realize that was customary. Oh dear...

[Yes, he does look like a poor embarrassed Japanese man who believes he's committed a social faux pas, but he's, more or less, just playing off whatever reactions the people gathered around him or having- especially if they're either actually embarrassed or doing a bad job of hiding their thirst.]


HAAAAAAVE YOU MET TED? | HUGBUGS

[Of course Urahara is gonna be polite to the cute little cuddly things!! He's not a monster!! Of course, this means he has one following him around now as he wanders about the pumpkin patch. And since he mentioned he was new in town, the little guy is officially his wingman. It draws attention to literally anyone walking by and waves them over excitedly.

"HI HAVE YOU MET URAHARA? HE'S THE BEST. HE'S SO POLITE AND CHARISMATIC. AND HE HAS A GREAT HAT."

Urahara pulls a fan out of his sleeve and uses it to fan himself, as if in embarrassment, giving whatever poor soul has been grabbed by his hugbug friend a sheepish look.] Oh please, you don't have to... This is so embarrassing.

WILDCARD |

[ANY OTHER OPTIONS??? I'm flexible yo.]

Farmer's Market

[leekspins]

[She had no idea he was here. His reiatsu is a strong one, but he's also skilled at keeping it condensed and undetectable, even to those who might be looking for it. So when she hears his familiar voice and even more recognizable cadence, Orihime turns her head and stands on her toes, trying to see through the crowd. The Prismals, of course, are only too happy to help out and give all the recommendations Urahara might possibly desire.]

[Like everyone else from Orihime's world, she has to take a moment and decide whether she wants to risk the embarrassment of revealing her presence here (please don't talk to her about moonlacing details, Urahara!) or the greater embarrassment of being discovered incidentally when she makes a video post, or runs into him at a social function. The latter would be worse, and a meeting is probably inevitable.]

[She steps forward.]

Urahara-san?

[Orihime definitely seems more surprised than delighted, but he can't really blame her for her hesitation, can he?]

Mikuni | Jinba

[dietary]

Whip It Good

A — New neighbors

[ One of your new neighbors may be immediately noticeable. You may not be able to tell at first if it's a man or a woman, but you can definitely see that his bottom half is that of a horse. No, he's not the first or even the second jinba to appear in the city, but it is really hard to miss him either way! He's been poking around the neighborhood for a while, and finally decided to see where he might rest his head.

While he's okay with sharing his space with some humans, the sheer number of two-leggers that outnumber the jinba is. Overwhelming.

And the spaces are a little small. He can still fit in the door of the apartment, they're just a little hard to navigate. ]

...They didn't model these with anyone but humans in mind, did they?



B — Put That Riding Crop Away

[ Mikuni goes to Grapplebears simply out of curiosity. At one point in his life, he always ate alone and he always ate a very specific diet. (Hint: Soylent Green is people) But now of course he's more accustomed to following the trends. Still, the bear people were alarming, and their riding crops even moreso. Mikuni respectfully threatened them not to even think about using it on him.

And they had to take his chair away so he'd fit at the table. It's also a little low. BUT IT'S FINE. He's managing. It's fine. Now, why make a point of not eating alone anymore and then eating alone? Makes no sense. So he'll just make some friends. ]

Is there something you recommend on this menu? I'm not familiar with this kind of food...

Night of the Living Dummy

[ Seeing merchants peddle their wares is nothing new to Mikuni, although the sparkly pink cart is a sight to see. That level of trolling is something he can appreciate though, so he does stop to take a look when the merchant catches his attention. The items aren't ... especially in Mikuni's interests but he'll politely browse through them.

Browsing isn't enough after a while though apparently. The merchant seems very insistent on shoving one of the dolls into Mikuni's arms. It may get squished and squeezed in the process. But he holds it back out to the man and shakes his head, trying to be polite though probably .5 seconds away from getting spooky on him. ]

I'm not interested in this, but thank you.

[ What would he want with a pretend human baby? NOT EVEN A SNACK. No but seriously, he starts to walk away before he gets himself into trouble and ... ]

Hm? Oh ...

[ Baby doll is creeping along. ]

It's following me.

[ He's less concerned than he should be. ]

Bird is the Word

A — Hug Bugs!

[ It does not take long before it appears that Mikuni has amassed a small army of hugbugs. They're wandering around the pumpkin patch with him helping him pick out a few choice gourds and harvesting them from their vines. They're also performing other minor tasks for him as dutifully and happily as can be, with him trailing slightly behind them. There may be one or two hitching a ride on his back as well, brushing through his long black hair and telling him he's lovely.

It's enough to get people staring, probably. ]

This? I've made some friends.

[ don't look at him like that, he amassed a child army when he was 11, this is just another day for Mikuni. ]

WILDCARD

[ Hit me with anything else! Also please imagine that he is in the knitting club and he's knitting the longest, most elegant horse scarf ever.

A couple notes: yes he's a centaur. I'm open to moonlacing but obviously... lower parts are horse parts. So like minor moonlacing or even one-sided is totally fine. Also, he's an ossan, being 41 years old! Was thinking about bringing someone else in but he has no (human) arms so ... pick your poison i guess ]

Slams into like a... well, like a half ton jinba

[lumberlady]

[Once Gonta had arrived in Lunatia, Konoha had finally stopped subconsciously looking for Jinba wherever she went, hoping despite herself to not be the only one, to not be alone any longer. Of course she wasn’t alone, she’d made countless friends along the way since being kidnapped from her village nearly a year past now, but...

It’s not quite the same, is it?

She almost misses him. The Groves where the pumpkin patch is set up have plenty of animals within, at least, compared to the residential and city areas of the second level, but it means his scent doesn’t stand out as much, the sound of a hoof isn’t enough to turn her head-

But by chance, she does. Turns, and stops so abruptly that the person walking behind her actually collides with her rump, and she doesn’t even care, forgets to even offer an apology.]

Mikuni?

[No, the squeak of a name is too quiet, it catches in her throat with a surge of emotion that clamps about both her hearts. Mikuni, it had to be, surely no one else could look exactly like that. Like her husband’s companion, her unflappable subordinate, one of the only Jinba that had ever stuck around to listen to her sing the praise of humans.

Already she’s turning, picking up speed, and finally her call comes out audible, waving for his attention over the crowds.]

Mikuni! Mikuni, over here- !

[If he wasn’t careful... in her excitement, she’s broken into a gait just a bit too quick to pull up quick enough to stop before she reaches him, but. She doesn’t care at all.]

The Luidaeg | October Daye

[lastquestion]

WELCOME HOME | MEET THE NEIGHBORS

[Antigone of Albany, firstborn daughter of Maeve and Oberon, First of the Firstborn of Faerie, the Lady of the Lake, The Luidaeg- the Sea Witch, herself, is having a bad day.

This should worry anyone.

The fact all of the bullshit she's been through came after a very good day means that she hasn't committed a murder yet today.... Also the wilds of the Iris Moon were an interesting time and may never recover fully from exposure to her wrath. The pegasi will be neighing in panic wondering when did she grow those teeth???

The point is, she's sated right now. But she's irritated. On the outset, however, she looks like a bored, freckle-faced and acne-scarred girl on the older side of her teens with pigtails held together by electrical tape in lieu of hair ties and sea salt-bleached overalls. She's tapping her dock boots on the floor as she stares into the room she's selected.

It needs work. A lot of work.]

This is nicer than my old neighborhood.

[Her tone seems to suggest she hates it.]


OKAY MOLLY PSYCHO DOLLY | NIGHT OF THE LIVING DUMMY

[A young woman and an adorable doll are having a staring contest.

This is strange.

There's also a lot of unanswered questions here? Why did the Luidaeg buy a doll? What does she need a doll for? Did she know it would be creepy and decided to keep it as a conversation piece?

...It's the last one. Literally. She loves special effects okay.

And that's why she's peeved as she sits cross-legged in the park, cracking her knuckles in front of the cute little thing.] We have an arrangement that you're not upholding. You're supposed to terrify visitors to my fucking apartment, not stalk me. I already know you're cursed. Who do you think I am?

[The doll chirps, "YOUR BEST FRIEND." The Luidaeg responds with a flat:] No.


YOU DONE GOOFED | HUGBUGS

[And here we see in her unnatural habitat, an apparently human girl bawling her eyes out in a pumpkin patch alongside a hugbug. She was not nice to it. In her defense, she isn't nice to anyone and the last thing that claimed to want to be her friend was a horrible doll. She can't be held accountable for her actions.

Except where she can. She's a horrible, ugly crier, and she looks livid on top of this, like yeah, she's clearly sad, but like in a vaguely axe murderer kind of way.

Because you know what's worse than being enchanted to zero self-esteem and bawling about it?

Being under a geas that makes you always tell the truth. Fuck. Her. Life.]

hugbugs

[fafa]

[ Hua Cheng doesn't know who she is, nor why she is crying, but being what he is and having been around for 800 years or so means that he can recognize her power, and the Supreme level demon pauses, keeping a respectful distance.

And uses an address that he might not have meant like he does now in his entire life. ]

My lady?

nam seon-ho | my country: the new age

[eolja]

A; dolls....

[You know what, these dolls are skillfully made? Seon-ho takes a few moments to marvel over their porcelain skin and glassy eyes, before setting it down and moving on with his life. Or at least, trying to move on with his life. Because surely, that doll is not... following him...

It takes at least five more mistaken encounters until Seon-ho plucks up the doll by a leg and then

throws it as hard as possible into a.) one of those giant pile of browning leaves or b.) into one of those piles of browning leaves but also accidentally clipping this poor stranger in the side, whoops!!!]

B; how can i resist disney

[Seon-ho has absolutely zero skill in sewing or embroidering, but he's quick enough to pick up the pattern that's set before him -- wielding knitting needles with... if not gusto, then the sort of energy a naturally competitive person would have. It's not so bad!! It feels pretty mindless -- and Seon-ho reflects on how knitting is less straining on the eyes, and how it would be nice to teach Yeon...

Anyway, he's in the middle of making an extremely lumpy, coarse scarf -- filled with gaping holes and the like -- but he'd like to say that he could make it better if he wasn't

you know

being disturbed by birds and small forest animals!!! There are a couple seated around him, looking up at him adoringly(???) while three birds vying for space on his shoulder are very gently braiding his long hair into one single braid... Or at least trying to, because Seon-ho waves a hand in their general direction after every few minutes or so.]

Stop.

[STOP!! the birds scatter, regroup, and come back for a french twist braid...]

I might not know how to cook, but I won't let that stop me.

[he WILL make soup from these animals if they don't leave him alone!!!!]

[ooc: closes eyes at my starters but u KNOW WHAT i can make a starter too if u hit me with a blank comment... i'm Flexible]

disney is irresistible

[resurging]

[ wei looks with barely concealed interest at the man currently struggling to dispel the birds attempting to braid his hair. they're dressed similarly, though the man's fashion is markedly different from the robes wei wuxian himself is wearing.

for his part, a couple of sparrows have come to rest at the top of wei wuxian's bound hair, while a third is playing with the length of ribbon that's run loose along wei wuxian's back. a couple rabbits have also appeared, and are peacefully hopping around wei wuxian's ankles.

wei wuxian looks down at his own handiwork - it's mostly decent, if lumpy in places, but it's mostly even. ]

Mister, do you want any help? With the animals or the knitting?

--I'm Wei Wuxian, by the way. Pleasure to meet you!

Sheryl Nome | Macross Frontier [Acatalepsy CR AU]

[fairysong]

[I: Whip It Good - A]

[She's not accustomed to the idea of living with people.

Oh, sure, she cohabitated with Alto, and then there was everything at the Circle, but the former was her living with her lover, and she had her own room with the latter, so you can hardly blame her for being a little unimpressed as she looks at you across the room, right?

She flips her strawberry-sorbet hair over one shoulder.] I'm not used to living with roommates. I hope you're the type to respect a girl's privacy.

[II: Night of the Living Dummy - A]

[So maybe she's a little careless. It happens, right? You can hardly blame her for not being super vigilant on every place she walks.

So shoomp, into a vacuum tube she goes. And then one of two things happens:

1) You suddenly get very close and personal with an intergalactic idol, wedged right next to her in the tube as you shoot to places unknown.

2) She shoots out of the tube right next to you, landing in a most undignified fashion directly on her ass.] Ow--!

What the hell kind of place is this, anyway?!

II (because of course)

[pidgeypidge]

[Pidge is on her way home, and not paying much attention to what's happening around her, when Sheryl drops in front of her. She's obviously not expecting this, so it's enough to stop her in her tracks, at which point she just stands there staring for a moment.

Eventually, though, she shakes the confusion off and moves to help the other girl up.]

A ridiculous place. Are you okay?

jade harley ✨ homestuck

[clamberlass]

[ ooc canon point note: jade is post credits but pre epilogues! ]
a; it ain't always what it seems

[ jade lives alone on earth c, but flits to and fro where she pleases. as someone running troll kingdom, she actually has quite a lot of freedom! but that's a little trickier here, where she seems to be stuck with a roomie for the most part. it's simultaneously too nostalgic and not nostalgic enough; like a scratch she's woken up with and understands has been there for a while, but doesn't know where it came from. she does her best to hide it, but her experiences with living with people are few and far between— and each one of those endeavors has been disastrous in their own ways for her. (to her credit, becquerel jumped into the kernelsprite on his own.) there aren't a lto of ways to hide her desire to be around people after what feels like a lifetime of isolation. what i'm saying is: jade is that roommate that asks to join you every time you watch anything, and loves to have dinner together. ]

Wow. [ when you're in the same room again, around six pm, jade looks over from the couch she's seated herself on as she rotates through different curtains for the ceiling to floor sliding doors. it's just chilly enough this early evening that the balcony doesn't sound appealing. ] Do you think there's away to hack this thing so we can have Squiddles themed curtains? The options are sooooo boring.

b; when you cling onto a dream

[ beautiful autumn days are meant to be spent in giant piles of dead lives, watching the clouds pass through clear blue skies that stretch on forever. jade thinks that such an experience is transcendent. none of this getting sucked up places bullshit— that's for scifi horror movies that belong in the trash, or in john's collection of favorite movies. (she loves her brother, she does.) as such, these tubes are the devil. there's actually another reason why she detests them so much, and it's much, much more mortifying.

every time there's a "pop!" as a person is released from the horrific grasp of The Tubes ^(TM), it's a siren to jade's poor doggy ears, operating the same as a whistle. "here, girl!" and then suddenly she's uncontrollably barking like she's thirteen and nearly part dog again. mortifying. unacceptable. just plain ol' embarrassing.

so, the thing is.

when you come falling out of one of the tubes, mistaken for a fallen leaf, jade's fluffy white dog ears twitch. and then, suddenly, she bares her fangs, growling with such a menacing expression, one might mistake her for... a werewolf, probably. happy halloween, however belated it is? she snaps her jaws, launching towards your falling form. you could just prepare for the inevitable. who thought you'd go this way? it's maddening. a miserable end to a miserable existence. at least you like... probably held hands with someone, maybe.

whether you spot the realization that crosses her expression, as a thought had struck her as quick as a bolt of lightning, or you just see a girl with teeth and fury in her eyes, is up to you. while jade does gain enough control of her doggy senses to go "ah, jeez, i don't want to ACTUALLY bite", she's still a ferocious half dog girl with repression issues. regardless of how you interpret her expression, you'll find yourself transported to the nearest dumpster after a flash of burning neon green that seems to crackle all over you like lightning. if you investigate, you'll find that jade's only a few feet away, dog ears flattened against her head like a scolded puppy as she tries to peer up into the tube, her back to you and the dumpster. ]

c; it ain't always there to please you

[ "survive" the hugbugs? jade loves them. she adopts them. she's going to lead all of them home to her apartment. her roommate is going to have several new pets to take care of with her, because there's a crowd of them following her as she makes her way through the pumpkin patch. there's fall fun afoot, and she's familiar with the concept of trick or treating. thank goodness, too! now she can name each and every one of them!

jade seats herself atop a particularly large pumpkin, somehow. whether this is spacey powers or floaty powers is up to interpretation, probably. ] Okay, have a seat!! I am now going to assign each of you a name.

[ the hugbugs sit down in front of jade, who has her glittering red shoes on to match her black and white stockings. the wicked witch with her gaggle of minions at her beck and call. there's a rainbow of little ones for her to spoil in front of jade, and she's beaming from ear to ear as she begins listing off names. if you're missing just how happy she is to be here right now, her fluffy white dog tail is flicking back and forth, wagging joyously. ]

Let's see... Mr. Hornswoggle, [ she points to a mustard colored hugbug ] Missus Blatherskite, [ a pink one acknowledges her with what sounds like a chirp ], Ser Ballyhoo and Madame Fibbertigibbet...

[ no, those names are never being changed. ]

d; but he's the guy you wanna do and you know that it takes two

[ obligatory text option bc homestuck. ]

how many people are familiar with pumpkin carving??
i am personally not at all unfamiliar with the concept of meeting people from other planets, and what i find of interest is when something is very similar but not quite the same
on a scientific level it is curious and something i think i would like to look into more eventually, perhaps it is something pointing to our species sharing specific trait

since it is halloween and the pumpkin patch is doing so well, i am just curious!
also what do you do with the guts????
i have never made pumpkin pie before but i am considering it!!!!!

B; When You Cling Onto a Dream

[chichichi]

[ This is it. This is exactly what she gets for daring to venture outside of the apartment while miserably disgraced by the Cordis moon. The black feline ears blending into the shadows beneath the hood of the oversized hoodie Setsura's dawned to maintain even a shred of her dignity in public might as well be glued flat to her head. Getting charged by a half-canine girl and -- was she just teleported? Teleported into a dumpster like common trash, and just when she'd started to turn her body in something like a repelling spin, hand reaching for the scabbard of her katana -- was not in her plans for morning, afternoon, evening, late ni -- night.

The ensuing thump is not pleasant in sound or feeling. It doesn't hurt. She's had far worse throughout the course of her storied life, but it doesn't exactly do anything to help her relax those unsightly ears she's hiding and the feathers that naturally grow out of her head, which are ruffled with some intertwining curls lifted. Maybe give her a minute to push herself off the bed of trash she's spun into and pull her hood more securely over her head. Five feet, two inches of woman decked in green and black and she still hops in reaching to pull herself up over the dumpster's ledge, unafraid of the dog-girl just outside, but wary. Her hooded head pops over the top first, deep violet eyes searching only to drop to half lidded because she'd know that sort of visual language in dog anywhere. It sees her hold the reprimand sitting on her tongue, especially when her eyes hone in on those ears. Hm.

She takes a quiet breath, right ear flicking as she starts to climb out of the dumpster. She's no alley cat, thank you. She's not even a cat! She's a proud night sparrow and this dog person -- ]

Are you going to do this every time someone or something happens by? There's more human of you than dog as far as I can see.

[ Okay, so maybe she went with a little bit of a reprimand, but there's not so much bite in her figurative bark and it has nothing to do with that posture reminding her of her own dog person. It has everything to do with it. ]

Shigeru Miyata | OC

[mysophobic]

Whip It - A

[ So this is rather exciting and disorienting. Shigeru's never been to another planet before and this one is certainly turning out to be...something. Shigeru is just going through the various open units and will be oddly silent throughout his tours. He'll be fiddling with the displays turning his room into something futuristic and rather clean to boot. Side effects of having OCD unfortunately, is that everything has be clean and tidy for him. Sorry roomies it's just how he is. If you happen upon him whilst his makeover he'll turn around and smile, waving before typing something. ]

Hello! I'm Shigeru! Are you thinking about moving in too?

Bird is the word

[ So Shigeru somehow survived his hugbug encounter and now he has this rather pretty scarf, which he opts to wear, only to find out that animals are now trailing him?! Please halp there's like a ton of weird alien birds following him around!!! He's trying everything he can to evade and throw them off his trail and he's so focused on that that he might run into you by accident. ]

I'm sorry! I didn'tmean to. I'mbeing chased by alienbirds, pleasehelp?! －(゜Д゜;)-ン!

[ As if his worried look was indicative enough he had to add an emote to it as well. ]


Wildcard

[ After getting settled and getting a bit more accustomed to things here Shigeru is...slowly opening up. He's not exactly good at moonlacing however, and it shows in his pale and rather sickly features. Since arriving he hasn't touched or even attempted to be in contact with anyone. It's hard being a mysophobe especially when ones normal schedule and surroundings were so drastically changed. He was hoping drawing would help, so he heads back to greatmoon grove to draw the pumpkin patch. There's various drawings some spooky, while others are just doodles, either way he seems to be content and enjoying himself so that's the good thing, right? ]

wildcard

[withredallover]

[Shigeru isn't the only one returning to the pumpkin patch, but he is there first. He's already settled in and working on one of his pieces when Kureno arrives. Reminded of years spent watching humans come and go to paint or sketch the landscape, he pauses. It doesn't really occur to him that others might find a looming unblinking presence uncomfortable, but the art isn't the only thing Kureno notices, just the first.

After a moment he steps forward, moving in to peer closer at the guy's condition. He doesn't try to touch him, but he might be within Shigeru's personal bubble, boundaries really aren't his thing and he's concerned to find someone looking so sick.]

You look unwell.

[Nailed it.]

Daniel "Danny" Dickens | Angels of Death

[doctorize]

[I: Arrival]

[So when Danny first woke up here, he had been momentarily under the impression that this was actually the afterlife, and that he had hecked up real bad by being an atheist and believing that there wouldn't be one otherwise when you die. At least, until he got picked up and taken to the government. So much for resting when you're dead.

And while he would normally be understanding when it comes to conducting medical examinations, he's also scarred as all hell from recent events, so... someone had to be restrained when he didn't want to have his chest and back exposed. So, other new people can catch him later leaning against a wall on a bench and looking like he's ready to pass out for the world's longest nap thanks to the numbing agent they used.

... And unless he somehow showed up with his clothes clean and intact, he probably has old dried blood on his labcoat. So there's that.]

[II: Whip It (B)]

[By the time he's allowed to leave and the numbing agent has worn off, all he really wants is a cup of coffee so that he can try to focus more and figure out what it is that he's supposed to be doing here from now on. So he decides to try glancing inside this restaurant, takes one look at the staff and the riding crops they are holding...

... and proceeds to instead turn to someone else. Maybe you're a recurring customer that has been here before, or has seen the menu already at least.]

Do you know if this place has any coffee? Or where I could get some around here?

[III: Night of the Living Dummy (A)]

[It's hard being a guy with only one eye. When you are in new places, you have to start getting used to where certain things are and judging their distance from your blind spot... such as avoiding getting suddenly sucked up by a vacuum tube. Unfortunately, he has failed to do this, and ends up getting spat back out on the ground elsewhere.

Sorry about any potential surprises of having this happen right in front of you... or right on top of you if you happened to be standing in the wrong spot.]

[IV: Bird Is The Word (A)]

[... Okay listen, hugbugs, you are kind of fascinating and he wants to get a closer look at your eyes for a moment. Which is the only reason why he picks one up to inspect closely and it's not really a hug so much as a very close examination of whatever the hell this thing is.]

Fascinating... despite appearing similar in shape and size to one another as a species, the eyes seem to vary somewhat between each individual one...

[Hopefully hugbugs are not mind readers because he is absolutely wondering what it would be like to dissect one of these...]

[WILDCARD]

[Feel free to hit up this option if there's something else you wanna do? If you have any questions feel free to PM me at this journal or hit me up at wailords]

III

[hagrides]

[Grimm's reaction time is very good, thankfully, and he is in the habit of looking up more than people who can only walk do. Which is why when Danny gets dumped, he does not hit the cold, hard ground. Instead, he is caught in the arms of a... well, a six foot tall bug, but hopefully that's still an improvement.]

Are you unharmed?

[Grimm's eyes are very big, very red, and very close to Danny in this position.]

Catra | She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

[catrarsis]

[Catra is from the end of s4, but there won't be any spoilers in the toplevel!]

[Whip It]

[Whips? Bears? Catra doesn't care about any of that. She needs to find a place to crash, so she's going down to level 2 to find an open room. But once she does? Well, she's just going to lie down on the couch and laze about for a bit, like a shitty cat, to claim this place as Hers. So if anyone else comes in, looking for a place with roommates? She's not even looking up from whatever magazine she's flipping through now.]

This place is taken. Go get your own.

[Roommates? Absolutely not, no thank you.]

[Night of the Living Dummy]

[Ugh, really? Catra was disgusted as soon as the salesman had mentioned 'love', and then... She looked away. And it had... moved? She immediately yelped in surprise, and only a little terror, and smashed the doll to the ground.

That didn't stop the damn thing, though, did it? She's being chased, she can tell. No matter how many time she destroys the thing, it comes back, with more and more of that weird goo on its head? At this point, she's terrified. What the hell can she do against an enemy that comes back even if it's destroyed? At least it seems weak, so she can just keep smashing it, but... Enough of that.

Catra's going to just end up going across almost all of level 2 at a full sprint. She's not watching where she's going, though, so it's pretty likely she might just plow right into you.]

Ugh- Watch where you're going, jerk!

[Like she isn't the one who ran into you.]

[Bird is the Word]

[Time between Catra meeting a hugbug and Catra kicking a hugbug: About one second.

Needless to say, Catra's extremely cursed, and her foul mood is only making her kick any other hugbugs she comes across. Yet other than the curse making her cry, it doesn't seem to be actually doing anything to her normal personality- If anything, it's making her even more aggressive. Can't do anything if her self-esteem is already zero!

Someone might need to stop her before she's aggroed every single hugbug in the place.]

[Wildcard!]

[hit me up at lastbastion to plot something, or just make something up here, i'm easy.]

It was a tough choice but bird is the word~

[forcecaptainorientation]

[Scorpia tended to avoid Level 1 and its particular brand of entertainment, being just a touch too pure and easily embarassed by all that could be found there. So of course, over by the pumpkin patch, she'd been able to instead find a wonderful group of new friends and pointedly ignoring some of the pumpkin shapes. But even all of these cute hugbugs that were following her around and singing the praises of her own hugs paled in comparison to the next person she came across.

Wildcat!

[With surprising speed, Scorpia closed the distance and wrapped Catra up in a tight hug, lifting the other Force Captain off the ground as she squeezed her with glee.]

I knew the messages I was sending had to have gotten out! I'm so glad you're here! When did you arrive? Is Entrapta with you?

Nier | Granblue Fantasy

[deathlyxiii]

[I: Whip It Good - B]

[Oh. Oh dear.

Nier, at first, welcomed the attention that the waiters were showing her. It's unusual, and she's never been to a place like this, but it's very enjoyable.

She keeps on trying to tell herself that this is just an act. They're not actually loving her, after all. But she's someone so starved for affection, that it's very easy to believe.

But when they start asking her to verbalize her orders-- or more-- she quiets up. She has secrets, after all, and not everyone will be as understanding as her Captain.] N-no, I don't think... I shouldn't say anything like that, I'm sorry.

Maybe I should just sit down... is it okay if I sit down?

[The pale-skinned girl is looking a little distressed. Save her?]

[II: Night of the Living Dummy - B]

[It takes Nier a little bit for her to realize that Death isn't just being quiet... she's not here. The presence that's been by her side for so long, the presence that's loved her when nobody else would... it's gone. And even with her not being as unstable as she once was, this realization is deeply unsettling, even scary.

So is it any wonder she's latched on to one of the dolls being sold?

It's her best friend, it says.] Thank you... I don't know where my best friend went...

[She says, quite openly, to the doll, not seeming like there's anything wrong with this at all.

Oh. Someone's near her, and Nier briefly thinks that she ought to explain herself so that the person doesn't think she's weird.] Oh--

--I'm sorry, I was speaking to the doll. It said it was my new best friend. [She explains, her tone suggesting that she doesn't see anything odd in this whatsoever.]

[III: Bird Is The Word - A]

[These little creatures look strange, but they're weirdly endearing, especially to Nier. She can't help but giggle as they frolic around her.] You're all very sweet... and so funny...

I don't... I'm sorry, I don't have anything to give you. [She genuinely sounds sad about this.

And then she looks up at you, since you're nearby. The expression on her face is genuinely pleading.] Do you have any gifts for these cute little ones? I wish I had something to offer... I don't want to leave them empty-handed...

i

[bust]

[ Fortunately, Ayer happened to be passing by and manages to witness the scene unfold. He recognized her from the restaurant's glass window moments ago, so he enters without hesitation to approach the familiar face. That's when he realizes what's going on.

Considering Ayer knows the circumstances behind Nier, he already knows the direction of that conversation isn't going to go well. So he's quick to step in before anything happens, hurrying to his crew member's side to take hold of her hand. Ayer stands in front of the bear crew, Nier behind him now, to take control of the situation. ]

Quit it. Just give us a table and menu.

[ And they comply easily, telling the pair to come and follow them to a free table. ]

Gintoki Sakata | Gintama

[jumpfesta]

WHIP IT GOOD: A

_{[ Being found on some moon that he hadn't been to before usually wasn't anything new for Gintoki. Any other day, he wouldn't have beat a lash, but now that the manga is over with and he thinks he can get some actual rest, he finds himself brought in some new adventure. It's probably a good thing that he's alone so nobody has to deal with his rambling for hours until the Moon Knights find him and he goes through the entire orientation process. The medical exam, the series of questions and now he was suddenly given a place to stay. This changed his attitude altogether when he was told to pick out the one he wanted by city officials. Anyone passing by will hear him trying to barter with an official. ]}

Aaa, no, no. I don't think you understand. None of these have the essentials I'm accustomed to. I'm royalty, y'know. Prince Lelouch V*geta of Tennis. I need at least an automatic rice cooker and a toilet with a bidet. Oh, and a JUMP library. I won't settle for anything less. I can't believe you expect people to live like this. What kind of heartless people are you to not include a year long supply of chocolate parfaits?

_{[ In any case, if you're passing by, he'll grab you by the shoulder and bring you into this... whatever this is. ]}

Oi, oiii. This guy's brain is like a broken SNES system. He's looking at me like I don't know what I'm talking about, but surely you know, yeah? You know about the free luxury places to stay here with a JUMP library. You tell'em.

BIRD IS THE WORD: A

DIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

_{[ What is going on here in a pumpkin patch? It's just a man with a natural perm struggling with some of the hugbugs. Two are attached to his ankles and don't seem to let go even though he has denied their affections-- it is just the beginning of the curse war. Little does Gintoki know, bullying them will be nothing but trouble. Maybe you should tell him that. ]}

NO, SERIOUSLY!! GET CONSTIPATED AND DIE!! Gin-chan doesn't need your affection! Hey, I'm the main character-- I have all the love I need! 77 volumes worth! KNOCK IT OFF, BALDY!!

_{[ Maybe if he kicks his feet around they'll go flying off? No? Well, okay. ]}

_{[ opt out / permission post! mainly for 4th wall purposes. ]}

bird is the word (4th walling allowed)

[yourhatred]

[Though it's really none of his concern, Itachi can't help but stop to watch the display in front of him. He understands the reaction - he hadn't been willing to give affection to strange little unknown creatures at first either. But they made the most adorable little faces.

There's one hanging around his feet right now, somewhat awkwardly. Probably because the ninja gives the most awkward of hugs.

He doesn't offer any help right away, simply stands nearby with one arm tucked into the front of his robe, expression neutral. He's not aware that the creatures will curse those who don't listen, so there's not much he could warn him about to begin with. Though he might find the need to step in if it looks like the other man might actually kill the little thing. That would be going a bit far.]

litchi faye-ling | blazblue | ota

[oriental_flower]

A. ARRIVAL

[ A figure. That's all Litchi could spot in the darkness as she sat there on the ground, vision and body matching in weariness. She lifted her hand in the direction of the figure, which appeared to turn and walk away. 'Roy', a name that fell from her lips in a whisper as consciouss flooded back into her mind.

No, it couldn't have been him. Nothing within Litchi's surroundings, as she gained her bearings, alluded to the world she knew. He was not here, and even if he had been there was no way he wouldn't be the twisted black mass she had seen previously. The shrill sound of a miniature panda broke her focus as Litchi brought her gentle hands to either side of it.

Lao Jiu... Her pet panda friend. They were still here and her clothes were still the same. Even Mantenbou was lying there by her side, having chipped one of those crystals on it's way down at some point. That was still with her, which meant any threats she might have ended up facing could be dealt with.

But no threats ever came. Instead Litchi wandered aimlessly as one might expect until she passed out and was picked up by those patrolling Moon Knights. The infodump Litchi received while taken to Iris' moon government center was surprisingly well received, but given her background as a scientist that wasn't surprising. Though reluctant Litchi understood her position... Not that there was a choice in the matter.

New arrivals may find Litchi among the medical staff of the center. The role she's playing isn't a large one but her profession as a doctor - one that owned her own clinic back home - played a tremendous help. Her overall motherly/big sisterly vibe, showcasing an excellent bedside manner, was just the icing on the cake. ]


B. WHIP IT GOOD

[ Having gotten her bearings by this point Litchi has opted to switch her clothes up, given that she's not exactly engaging in whippin' some butt anytime soon. All of the different food choices looked and sounded fairly appetizing, albeit foreign to her, so what the hey? Why not order something?!

...Well, that is, until she misunderstood that the crop's usage was optional. The sound that came out of Litchi when she got whacked was not one of pain or a yelp but instead a noise that was perfectly fitting that sort of action: That is to say, highly erotic. Her order still came out amid the moan but you can bet Litchi by this point has slunk very far down into her seat, face steaming from the amount of embarrassment her mind's undergoing right now. ]


C. NIGHT OF THE LIVING DUMMY

[ So there Litchi was, just casually walking down the street and taking in the sights when one of those automated vacuum tubes sucked Lao Jiu right up off her head! Letting out a shocked exclamation of it's name you can bet your bottom dollar that she was going to go in after it!

But not everything goes as planned. Litchi nabbed Lao Jiu back up into her hands right before she exited the tube, no doubt having her body come crashing down onto the unfortunate, probably unsuspecting passerby.

Expect a thousand apologies once she gets her bearings. ]


D. BIRD IS THE WORD

[ Oh... my... Gosh! They're called hugbugs?! And they're extremely adorable?! If there ever were any kind of creatures to hit Litchi's heart in all the right places it would be them. She definitely ended up hugging a great deal of them, but wasn't expecting them to continue following her around like a miniature entourage.

What had started as an innocent thing was now an embarrassing sight as Litchi walked around the patch, eventually stopping to sit on one of the fairly large pumpkins with a hand against her head. She's clearly displeased, but it isn't until they start shooting off compliments about not just how 'smart' and 'kind' she was, but how 'banging' her body was that she leaped up from the pumpkin and started trying to run after them. Simultaneously she let out numerous shouts begging them to stop, while her face burned with color.

You can help her, mock her, pity her, whatever it is your heart desires. Heck you could even just watch the show as she tripped and stumbled over and around the patch in her quest, the hugbugs believing that they were doing nothing but helping. You might even get approached by one of them yourself, which continued to sing Litchi's praises. ]


E. WILDCARD

[ Have another prompt idea in mind? Want to do something else cause all of mine suck and/or don't fit Litchi and your character's interactions? This is the option for you!

If you need to contact me for any reason feel free to PM this account or hit me up with a PP @ horswerve ]

B. WHIP IT GOOD

[resurging]

[ so. he wasn't expecting... that. wei wuxian's eyes are like dinner plates with how wide they've gotten. it doesn't help that when he turns his head to where the sound came from, he sees someone dressed in familiar fashion... with some very, ah, peculiar alterations.

well, jiang fengmian didn't raise a total idiot. wei wuxian walks over and offers a scarf for the lady to put across her lap. ]

I don't mean to overstep, my lady, but are you alright? You sounded, ah... compromised, earlier.