deercountry | june catch-all

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june catch-all

Who: viktor and others, open to all with some closed prompts in comments
What: june catch-all, some tdm prompts
When: june
Where: various

content warning; terminal illness, arcane season 1 spoilers

misc lab stuff and various fruits.

[viktor's lab in the willful machine is usually left unlocked when he's working inside. friends or acquaintances have likely been told they're welcome to stop by if they like, either to say hello or to get help with whatever a vaguely sketchy lab could handle. of course someone he doesn't know can just walk in too or knock. maybe there's a sudden downpour and that ajar door is tempting? go for it.

the lab has been slowly filling with all sorts of nonsense on the various tables- lasers! tasers! some weird machine hooked up to a blood gem? it is not unlikely to be walking by and hear some minor booming noise and either a curse in czech or a satisfied 'a-ha!' feel free to investigate.

this month there's something else too, a bowl full of fruit. all the fruits mentioned in the tdm in fact, there to be tested on though it looks more like they're just for guests if people are unaware there's some weird shit going on.]

Just a moment, make yourself at home. [he might say to guest. that would include eating some fruit, right? enjoy. probably not the raw lemon though, that's weird.]

[ooc; if you want to memshare i am game, my only hard limit on memories is no suicide stuff please. self sacrifice is fine! feel free to ask to make sure one is okay. if you'd like a viktor memory let me know any hard limits and what sort of memory you might prefer!]

gaze and time loops.

[having lungs mostly working for the moment is pretty great, in viktor's humble opinion. it means walking around the trench doesn't come with the risk of coughing up blood and attracting beasts and generally having a bad time, along with added perks like not getting so easily winded and going for longer. it also means he finds himself out longer than he usually would, which maybe isn't the best, as it turns out.

for example, making his way home through gaze and hearing the chilling cry of a beast, sighing and trying to make his way around what turns out to be the wrong corner. maybe that's where he sees your character before the snarling of a too close beast starts in earnest.

and then snap! they're both back about an hour, where they passed on the street. the look viktor gives is somewhere between resigned and 'fuck this, actually.'] There is a term for this. 'One of those days,' I think.

[ooc; if you'd like to wildcard or do something else you can pm me here or find me at

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Fushiguro. [he nods, saying it mostly to lock the name into his mind. his attention does instantly turn back when he's told that. purifying on the spot.]

Truly? Is this an ability from your previous world? [suddenly the timeloop is less interesting than this topic. to be fair it is a point of study for him, and he's only ever met one person with the ability to do so here before.

still, focusing. a little. mostly glancing up at the ravens.] Ah, that does sound like the Trench and its oddities. Let us try that, if- [ah, there's that beast howl again, farther away but similar. he glances over to fushiguro with a frown.] I suppose the question is are we meant to avoid that or follow it.

[OOC: Just let me know if you don't want spoilers from Jujutsu Kaisen!]

[Looking at Viktor before quickly looking back at the sky] Yea it's something I've always been able to do. [ It's weird, in this world it seems like having strange abilities is normal. Back at home most people live in bliss completely unaware of what's happening around them. Used to keeping private he doesn't immediately say more.

Intuitively, following the beast only seems natural. Allowing a rampage doesn't seem like a viable option. Viktor said he was on his way home, so naturally he thinks he must have been avoiding any trouble.]

Let's try following first? How about [Pointing towards] that stone archway with the eye engraved in the middle?. [It's a matter of picking a path and sticking to it, right? He has a sharp memory and taking in the detail of each route is essential as to prevent confusion later on.

[ooc; go right ahead on spoilers, no worries! also do you mind beast typical violence? i was thinking a loop or two might end with a sudden beast attack, one or both of them getting hurt. if you'd prefer not then that is fine of course!]

Have you been able to purify someone in full beasthood? [the fact it's just something he can do is fascinating- a mage then? an innate ability in his dna like some? he doesn't seem to be a holy man or something of that sort.] Forgive my nosiness, purification is something I study. I will likely ask far too many questions, if given the chance.

[just a fair warning about potential interrogations, you know. he is aware of course he should probably be focusing on their predicament, and he nods along to that plan.]

I agree. In truth I would prefer if the answer is trying to find and cure this person, now that it seems viable. I'm afraid I'm little good to you there unless 'bait' is a role. [dry, but he starts moving, the thunk of his crutch echoing the odd gaze streets.

he makes a note of their surroundings as well, already mentally tallying this as 'attempt 1' in what he hopes won't be many. the way through the archway does come with more echoing skitters of claws on stone, which he does not remember hearing before. closer then before.]

OOC: Yes all the beast violence is fine! Also Megumi can see a lot of things that are invisible to most people. Under life or death situations, people who normally wouldn't be able to see cursed energy or manifestations can actually see what's happening. ** ]

[An engineer studying purification? Is he trying to design something to combat corruption then?? It's his best guess. ]

Yes, [there's been a few, but the first one stands out the most. He's a human born in the Trench.

[Walking under the stone archway the afternoon sun casts a shadow, and from it, a large obsidian wolf with a distinct red dot pattern on her forehead leaps out.

This is Kage, she's my omen.
[ Reaching into his pocket he tosses her a small treat. Immediately she falls behind and follows from a close distance. But not before taking in Viktor's scent and committing it to memory. Pack mentality.]

Bait that's no- [cut off by the scratching of nail on rock. It's still a ways off in the distance but definitely close enough.]

[ooc; oh chinhands, i love that? i would definitely like the beast to get a bite out of viktor and him see some of that before they end up looped back, if you'd be cool with it. cursed energy sounds rad as hell]

[the fact he was someone born in the trench interest viktor even further- gods, what he wouldn't give to be able to sit down and talk about this instead of the situation at hand.] That is a focus of the research, in truth. For anyone other than sleepers beasthood is usually a death sentence, and if we were to find a way to make purification easier, more accessible it need not be.

[the wolf is a touch startling, but when informed who she is he watches curiously as he handles her.] She is quite impressive.

[before he can comment more, move more, the next howl rings. it sounds a street away, echoing across the buildings, the maze that is the district of gaze that usually keeps beasts scrambling against dead ends and easy to corner.

this one, unfortunately, seems to have some spider influence in its many clawed arms, climbing up the walls and cutting through to perch on the rooftop next to them and shriek with its many rows of teeth.]

Fushiguro-! [viktor warns before that howl when his eyes catch the movement. the beast clearly intends to leap down and strike.]

[ OOC: Yeah that sounds fun! It's a really interesting power source. Honestly, I think it's going to be a ton of fun when they can actually sit and talk about it! ]

[ Sensing the approaching hostile, green eyes snap upward just in time to see the rearing arachnid as Viktor yells his name. Instinctually, his hands clasp together forming a unique hand sign. Directly behind Megumi, a looming presence lingers for a fraction of a second. Without a warning, a blast of cool energy explodes outward as an icy touch wraps around the two, yanking the pair out of the attacking beast's trajectory descent path. ]

Stay Back-[Presumably to Viktor ]-- Guard him- [ Was that to Kage or perhaps something else? If Viktor were to look, he would see nothing but the stone walls of the Gaze, but surely he would feel the heavy cold aura of something. ]

[ A close range fighter, or simply taking advantage of its high attack position? Either way, he must take the opportunity for a counter attack. Two hands slam the ground, utilizing his trench abilities, a thin layer of black ice spreads across the ground with the intent of knocking the footing of the beast off, just as it gets its bearings. ]

[ooc; absolutely! i'm already excited about purification talks honestly. i think i'll have the injury happen in the next loop, and of course let me know if any tag ever needs changing! heavy action tags can get tricky and i def don't want to step on any toes]

[the blast of cold is almost as shocking as the sudden movement, viktor's eyes wide as he tries to understand what just happened. magic, certainly, at least some force beyond his usual understanding of the mundane world. it would be quite remarkable to see in such close proximity, if it weren't for the circumstances.

he does look and sees nothing, turning his head back to see the beast land.

up close it has a wolfish look aside from the terrible excess of clawed legs, one head full of eyes and a long, dripping jaw that opens with a bellow and another flash of far too many teeth. the ice makes it slide, shrieking as its claws carve into the icy stone. it does seem to be more interested in close range because it skitters up the wall and tries to take another lunge, this time at fushiguro, all claws and teeth.]

[OOC: Awesome! That sounds good to me. And the same goes for me as well! I will fix anything that gets a little sticky just let me know :) P.S I see what you did there with a wolf spider! ]

Get back!-

[ A low rumble from beneath the ground reverberates causing pebbles to bounce. As the creature lunges, Megumi braces his vitals before dashing backwards. It appears he's not quick enough in the narrow space. But that is the precise location he needs the beast to be in.

One sharp claw whips, ripping into his forearm taking a substantial chunck of skin. It should have cut his hand off, but instead he is left with a nasty gash almost to the bone.

A smoky scent begins to fill the air. Blue ooze solidifies before hitting the ground in its crystalline form.

Ringing ever faster the sound becomes louder as tremors shock through rock. Tunneling at an increasing speed towards the surface of the Earth something, lurks just beneath.]

[ooc; i will! and heheh, i had to honestly.]

[viktor startles when he sees the gash, only the vague thought of 'he's a coldblood then' following when the blood crystalizes on the ground. it is always an unnerving feeling when this happens, when he knows there is little he can do aside from get in the way, and he regrets it each time even as it often seems a sad inevitability of this place.

maybe it's that regret, maybe it's the blood or maybe it's the whatever happens when that odd tremor final reaches the surface. it's the last thing viktor sees when suddenly the world lurches again and they're back to where they ended up before, GET IT RIGHT THIS TIME still etched where it was before.

this time remina is there too, watching them with a hard stare from a distance away. viktor ignores her completely for a moment, moving to fushiguro with a furrowed brow, eye on his arm. back to normal of course, as though it never happened at all.]

Are you alright? The phantom pain can sometimes linger.

[Nauseating. The sudden pull from one time to another is not something that one simply "gets used to." The writing is on the wall. Failure.

Looking down, he flips his arm over and finds it to be in peak condition. Not a hair out of place. Everything perfectly preserved from before the encounter, down to the sleeve which is completely mended and stitched as if nothing had ever happened.]

It's cold, but I'll be fine. [Still staring in somewhat disbelief.] So our bodies reset, too. [Said half as a question and half as a realization. That's a relief, energy is not a limitless resource.Looking over at Viktor.] How are you holding up? [The initial pull out of the beast's grasp must have been a shock, and he's not sure if Viktor had been hurt in the battle.]

Yes, that has been my experience in these. Admittedly I was never in one where anyone has been injured or worse. [viktor answers as he frowns down at fushiguro's arm, wondering what happens if they were to die in a loop. it is understandably unsettling and something he would rather neither of them find out.

then again, ultimately better than actually dying. he sighs softly before shaking his head.] I am fine, were you the one who moved me out of the way? I felt a burst of cold.

[a pause, then solemnly,] Thank you for your aid. I think you very well saved my life that run.

[It's a bit ominous to think that maybe one of the ways "out" could be through death. He dismisses the idea as soon as it appears. You don't go through trials just to give up. And with another person's life at stake, the thought becomes a hard no. ]

Yea, my energy can sometimes feel that way. [His friends back home always felt warmer, but it probably has to do with his shadows. ]

Sorry if that startled you I-[really taking in Viktor's demeanor and words] You don't have to thank me [he's never sure how to accept gratitude, always feeling a bit awkward. If you can do something, and your in the position to do so, then you should. That's always how he's felt]but are you sure you're alright? [His objective tone shifts to a bit concerned.]

You're a cold blood, yes? I suppose that's to be expected. [or maybe it came from his powers before coming here? then the blood is the one that's fitting.

he shakes his head.] Eh, I will take being surprised if it saves my life. [he offers a dry quirk of the lips at that, to share the joke and perhaps to assure him. maybe a few days ago he'd be in worse condition, lungs rebelling against the cold, but the temporary healing has done a number there.

so he doesn't even need to lie to say.] I am, truly. I'm hardier than I look. [again that dry tone at the end and he glances to the archway, shifting to thoughtful.]

Let's review. Our first loop we did not meet the beast and were brought back. This one we did but were also brought back. That said perhaps the key is catching them unaware? If you can purify them perhaps 'doing it right' is doing exactly that without any bloodshed.

[Hmmm. That's a very interesting theory. His mind rapidly descends into a rabbit hole . The conclusion he commits to memory, as it seems valuable moving forward. From his experience dealing with mystical occurrences or pthumerian induced situations, he has found that blood pollution seems to be part of the final equation.]

I think that most ~~(if not all)~~ Pthumerians may in fact be fueled by bloodshed therefore more likely to create situations where spilling blood is the likely outcome. [This is only part of his theory but not the entire piece. That's for another time.]

But trying this path doesn't hurt and spilling as little blood as possible is always my goal.[ It's not easy to wrangle a beast and leave no trace behind;however it's not entirely impossible either.

We also know they prefer close combat and tight spaces. If we catch them off guard, my priority will be to constrict their movements and then exorcise without bloodshed.
[A pause. ]
Last time they had the advantage of a sneak attack. But this time we have the advantage of experience.

[that's a theory viktor has never heard before, his head turning in curiosity.] What makes you believe that? I admit I have not been here very long and have little experience with any of them.

[a pause and he decides to share more, given their situation.] I was in a loop at the beginning of the month, with my partner. By the end of it we surmised that Remina wished us to learn a lesson in rushing ahead. Her intentions did not necessarily seem malicious. [he can't help a touch of bitterness in his tone, which doesn't give the words much weight.

but that sounds like a good plan, and viktor nods.] I'm afraid there's little I can do to help in combat aside from staying out of your way. I can offer this, I believe following that road will lead us to the street the beast howled from first. If we can get a lay of the land there we may have a better idea of what to do next, even if this run is eh... a 'dud,' I think is the term?

[he gestures to a path branching from their original about a street down. it's a sound bet, assuming gaze doesn't shift rudely on them again.]

[ OOC: Sorry for the late reply. I was really solidifying his theory and wanted to make sure I had all the details right! This is a long Tl;dr and if you need anything to be adjusted just let me know! ]

[ For better or worse he is in agreement. This round is in fact a dud. Calculating he has some more time he listens before responding.

Viktor sharing information prompts Megumi to share something of his own. Something he has never shared with anyone but has been working on since he arrived. ]

I've been a hunter here for 8 months.[ Reaching down towards his shadow, three journals appear to come from the ground??. All are leather bound and worn. The red and brown ones are quickly put back leaving a single black black book.

Opening the first page, ] This is the unsnakely. [ One is met immediately met with a snake head of a pit viper. The mouth is cocked open with two large hallow fangs. The entire drawing is extremely technical and the medium is charcoal. Next to the predator are small neatly written notes detailing everything from the dates it appears, its strengths and weakness: down to the very prey it prefers which simply put says Does not eat. Only wants to cook you alive. Flipping through there is a collection of creatures each thought to be linked to specific Pthumerians This is only a fraction of what he has seen in the Trench.]

Ever since I washed up on those cursed shores, I wanted to know why?[ Black hair shakes from side to side as green eyes appear to search for something that is just out of reach. ] For what?

The very Earth feeds off bloodshed. See this creature[ pointing again to the snake. ] That's the direct manifestation of corruption that came from the Earth itself. It can't be killed. You can run its energy to almost nothing before it retreats, and burrows back into the ground. Three days later it'll be back.

It appeared only in the month of January when Madame Generosity is at her greatest. The Pthumerians take turns throwing trials at sleepers. Check any month and I guarantee you, a new trial will present itself. [ The look in his eyes is one of trauma yet his tone continues to express an assertive steadiness. ]

They want more blood, more corruption, more power. Of course outlier situations always exist such as what happened to you and your partner. Not everyone is expected to become corrupt or even add to the blood pollution all the time, but eventually enough of us will. Whether it is our intention or not. [ His eyes casts down as he pushes that memory further away. ] It’s a numbers game.

[ He pauses wondering has he said too much. ]

Did you know that beasts in Deerington were actually a way people could fight against the horrors of the Trench until they became "monsters" of the trench?

[ He pauses one final time, before committing to what he believes is the horrifically unfair reality of the situation. ]

There are only so many Trench natives. I believe [ pointing directly at the sky ]those greedy bastards brought sleepers like you [ points directly at Viktor before pointing to himself ] and me here with the intent of making as many beasts as possible. Sleeper beasts generally cause much more damage due to their unique array of abilities combined with many of our new blood advantages. [ As damage increases so does the opportunity for blood to be spilled. ]

[ A dry sarcastic laugh ], it’s impressive we haven’t all turned on each other at this point, really. Sadly [ said with a grave heaviness ] do you know what the best part about sleeper beasts are? [ A cheated smile crawls upon his lips as his fist clenches with a suppressed rage. His eyes are much darker. ]

[ooc; no it's perfect! thank you i love this thread so much dfgd]

[the appearance of the notebooks is odd, though he's starting to see fushiguro's powers are just that, odd ones. he moves closer to get a look at the page, the creature upon it, a small frown and furrowed brow as he listens.

a few unsettling things click. he's heard theories about the trials many times before, usually a little more hopeful than this. to strengthen them, to push them towards solving the trench's problems, even random chance. all theories he heard and pondered more like an idle thought experiment than giving any intense focus. at the time he assumed it was all too vague, too pointless to grasp at straws.

now he wonders if he's simply always expected something darker at play, because as fushiguro speaks he finds himself seeing the connections too easily. too readily.]

In April Argonaut offered hope but still the butterflies that created instant beasthood were in his image as well. The Moss King in March was not shy about throwing us into traps, and May with it's transformations-

[a pause and he looks at fushiguro, grim as he finds a far too easy answer to his question about sleeper beasthood.] Sleeper beasts can always be corrupted again and again, whether purified or killed. For Trench natives beasthood is a death sentence.

If spilling blood is their goal then sleepers are a renewable resource in a dwindling supply.

Exactly. [ Everything down to the flowers of argonaut is precisely why he's come to this conclusion. Hearing Viktor say it gives him a sense of validation. Probably his age talking again.

This is why he fights so hard to protect and limit the amount of bloodshed he is responsible for. He is not innocent and is painfully aware that it is impossible to eradicate something so fundamentally embedded into the world.

Oh, what he would give to fight god, over and over again. To exorcise each and every last one responsible for the constant misery. But he can’t. And his logic reminds him of that. ]

Helping as many good people who are forced into the role of a beast as possible is the only way of fighting back, for now.

[Conviction in his tone as he returns the journal to the shadows. Looking in the direction Viktor had mentioned earlier, ready for what lies ahead.]

[viktor's brow remains furrowed as he considers it all- it's grim, but there's some satisfaction at finally hitting something that feels like progress. after so many aimless wonderings having an aim is refreshing.

hearing fushiguro say that has him glancing up, a topic he's wanted to bring up since he first heard of his ability to purify striking him as very relevant indeed.] Have you met a man named Allen Walker here? He and I have been working together to research corruption and curing beasthood, more so a more streamlined way to do so, something that could be easily replicated and make the slaughtering less common place.

He has powers like yours, or at least he is capable of purifying beasts as well. [and if this all is true maybe their plan is a very real way to fight back. more hope, less bloodshed.

but the howl of the beast rings, telling him they've put off their exploration for too long. he offers a nod and begins down the path he pointed out, even if his mind is still very much on the topic they've been discussing.]

Walker? [Oi he is definitely owed a welfare check. It's been a minute.]

We both arrived in the second wave. [ Purifying abilities? That makes sense especially the confusion in the catacombs.] Next time I see him, I'll talk to him about that. You're also welcome to bring it up to him. [It seems as though the conversation may present itself given the nature of their work.]

When you say replicate- [the cry breaks through the discussion causing him to look back at the previous path. Yup definitely time to move.]- do you mean actual weapons with purification abilities? [ If so, a few specific ideas come immediately to mind. Being part of a secret organization that's been around for a thousand years does have its advantages.

Walking towards the path the creature's yowls seem to echo, bouncing off the walls with each step they take. Kage trails just behind the two, serving as an early warning detection system.]

Yes, the one with white hair and the red mark on his face. He is an exorcist in his world, which translates into purifying corruption in this one. [which is incredibly useful, in viktor's humble opinion. interesting they both came in with similar powers and did not manage to realize it.

allen should be pleased, at least, viktor thinks.]

Potentially. In truth I am more interested in the process itself and how to replicate it in a more medicinal, peaceful form, but if weapons are the best way to get the end result then that is the avenue to take. Given paleblood abilities are of the mental variety and corruption is often handled through good mental health I have-

[the problem with having an important talk like this while walking into a beast's territory is it's um. maybe not the best idea? as it turns out. in this case viktor is cut off when the next screech sounds far too close for comfort and, more troublingly, behind them.

he turns in time to see the beast crashing towards kage, a horrifying skitter of limbs as viktor at least manages to make note of the little cranny between two buildings the creature seems to have come from. that is good, that is likely where it's been hiding, something they can now use to pinpoint the beast's location.

what isn't good is after it's attack at kage, successful or unsuccessful, it manages to get close enough to viktor to slice across his chest. it rends the metal of his brace too easily, far too easily, practically gutting him in one swift motion that has him falling back against the nearby wall, eyes wide and hand moving to the gaping wound.]

[ A wolf howls, spinning around to meet a power that is barreling in from behind, but it's too late. His eyes lock just as the creature's claws rip through Vikor's torso. A mortal wound.

Priorities shift at the sight of Viktor's blood. It's no longer possible to have a round free of carnage. Swells of dark blue energy speckled with black begin to emit off of Megumi. A quick hand sign, ushers in a familiar chilling presence. The shadow itself grows in size as swirls of obsidian energy change shape from transparent and cloudy to opaque-and liquid tar-like. Dripping down about seven feet up, a form begins to reveal: a huge bi-pedal werewolf standing, poised ready to attack. Its familiar void-like aura permeates outward destroying all of the lesser flyhead curses that have seemed to litter the space. These creatures, although weak are attracted to corruption and negative energy. Previously they had been swarming around the head of the dementated wolf-spider, encouraging and bathing in the heavy dark energy. This is the sight of a cursed shaman, and that of a man whose life hangs in the balance.

Like a slingshot pulled back to the maximized point of tension, the wolf crouches and lunges forward taking his massive claws and swiping at the beast in an attempt to knock it away from Viktor. An invitation for direct combat. ]

[viktor barely registers sliding down the wall, hand warm and wet when he places it to his abdomen. he doesn't look down, doesn't need to see how he's split open, doesn't need to see his own viscera in the open air, his blood gushing red to pale and milky as it hits the low moonlight of early evening. the smell of milk is sickening and strong against the iron tinge.

he knows he is dying, he's been dying at a slower speed for long enough, though the white hot pain and contrasting chill are novel. he will not look, but he can look to megumi, tilting vision taking in a shift and an energy that seems to whirl around him now. dark, inky, a touch alarming- another wolf and the odd flies it destroys with its mere presence.

viktor blinks slowly, the world around sluggish and tinged in a dark blue now, a black he thinks is coming from fushiguro in some way. it doesn't stay slow, not with how the beast still too close to him howls as the new wolf lunges, unable to keep its balance its knocked by the massive claws of the creature.

the spider wolf tumbles, spurting dark, corrupted blood, one of it's many legs cut open and raw before it's lunging at the new wolf. it tries to snap its massive jaw around the new wolf's throat, already weakened and frenzied from the initial attack. its attention is, at least, wholly on this new predator in its midst, howls higher pitched and rasping.]

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Oh Viktor may have given him an Ah ha moment!

it's teamwork, hell Yes boys

1/3 Sorry here comes a tl;dr and one of his theories I think Viktor may find interesting!

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no PLEASE i adore this, viktor finds it very interesting indeed

Oh that makes me so happy! This thread has my two favorite topics: action and theories.

honestly though, my bread and butter. and timeloops as the cherry on top? excellent

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gore/injury cw!