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deercountry2022-05-27 01:20 pm
mehanizovati) wrote in deercountry2022-05-27 01:20 pm
Entry tags:
- allen walker: sleight,
- amaterasu: owlie,
- beatrice: mila,
- chizuru yukimura: jelle,
- d: cap,
- gaia: maruah,
- jason kolchek: kacey,
- kazuma asogi: crystal,
- megumi fushiguro: anrin,
- ortus nigenad: beth,
- palamedes sextus: laura,
- penny polendina: kei,
- scorpia: gore,
- shen yuan: drake,
- soldier blue: elle,
- the emperor: rona,
- viktor: hal,
- white mask varré: spider
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![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
dichotomy]
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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Nodding in agreement.] It's much easier- [in theory except when you want to keep something to yourself. Maybe being a tad more open is something worth considering. But that's still very uncomfortable. Baby steps.
Still engaging with Viktor, he is inwardly excited by the thought of Rio and Pepper playing.
He is full of energy and Kage could use a break. [Playtime with Rio is a definite go.] Next time I come over, I'll make sure to bring him too.
[ Hmmm now that last question is a good one- furrowing his brows in thought-] People presenting with higher levels have a dark presence that surrounds them. It's something I use to track beasts. [ Head tilts to the side.] But at any given time your guess would be as good as mine. [ A pause] I'd say it depends on the moon and which pthumerian is active. Some cause larger scale spikes then others. I remember running around like crazy every time a blood blister popped or a butterfly was killed. The concentration of pollution was so intense the effects were instant and dire for anyone in the wrong place at the wrong time. And if someone manages to escape all that, the next month they may still carry some pollution from the previous. A small negative interaction may prove deadly just because of the compounding stresses.
[ Lips flatline. Imagining friends dealing with corruption minor or not is concerning. Being on the other side of the question- how were you able to get your spike under control?
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Ah, the blisters. They were the first thing I saw here. [gross. he nods though.] I hadn't realized how much the moon was involved in things. It makes sense, it does seem to be involved in everything in the Trench one way or another.
Palamedes noticed it first, mostly mild changes in behavior that made the spike more obvious, since we have no way of seeing the corruption ourselves. That seems one of the more troubling aspects of higher corruption, I've seen cases where the person's personality changes almost guarantee they will get worse and avoid help when it comes.
But as for myself it was not so grave. I spent time with Palamedes, spoke through some matters, and that helped. The baked goods helped too once we realized. [he shakes his head at just how much god damned baking happened.] Palamedes is a blood minister so minor corruption is something we deal with often, unfortunately. Largely we handle that the same way, making sure he takes time off, keeping an eye on his behavior, etc.
Time skip!
Sleeping in much later than he intended to, Megumi's mind runs at a neurotically fast pace compared to his sluggish moving body. He's already about an hour late, and has completely and uncharacteristically forgotten to let Viktor know ahead of time. Plagued by countless sleepless nights, the toll really starting to wreak havoc on his physical body. Strange dark purplish-blue bruises line his pale wrists and mouth area- almost as if something had gripped that part of his body too tight.
One foot in front of the other moving as though something heavy is tied and chained to both feet. While, his upper body moves more freely swaying in a manner reminiscent of someone who has been drinking way too much. But that is not the case. Moving through the world feels like walking through water, every step met with a greater resistance than the last. Luckily, everyone seems to get out of his way without him having to make much effort. It's strange but he's not going to question that.
Looking up, he is met by the familiar sight of the warehouse where Viktor's lab is located. Before going in, he leans up against the wall. Back sliding down till he’s on the ground with knees to chest. Unfortunately, the need to sit is too great, but it’ll just be for a moment. Just enough time to catch his breath.
A pulsating ringing sound echoes in his ears, the volume increasing second by second. It’s deafening. Breaking out in a damp cool sweat, he reaches into his shadow, pulling out his tea canister- his blood pressure dips drastically causing an icy sensation to his creep down his spine-no longer able to hold himself up- as the light around him dims to a sepia color before tunneling and ultimately fading to black.
Kage rushes into the lab, her agility and finesse on full display as she quickly navigates through the space without hitting into a single test tube. A blur of black shadow, dashing about determined to find Viktor. ]
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he's coming to understand how different that is when the people knew you, cared. a slow lesson but one nonetheless.
when kage comes in it takes viktor a moment, pulling himself up from where he sent megumi a concerned message about his delay.] Kage? Where is he?
[he worry goes to grim determination, the formless shape of the concern now sharpened to a direct purpose and point. he'll happily follow kage to where he needs to go, and further still rush to kneel at megumi's side, bad leg be damned.]
CW Lots of eyes
Outside a thick black sludge clings to Megumi's back. The consistency is tar-like compared to the boy's deep watery shadow that glistens just to the left of his body. Getting closer the mass begins to collect itself taking the shape of a small child. It's skin onyx black with an obsidian glassy sheen.
Hundreds of eyes open in unison covering the entirety of its body. All various shapes and sizes staring wildly in every direction. A single commonality between them being the color.
Each set is like a gatekeeper holding different emotions hostage. Pupils whirl, darting all over the place. Until simultaneously all the wiley gold eyes stop and snap, landing ditectly on Viktor. Daring him to make a move. It's an intense territorial gaze- ready to pounce, if given the opportunity.
Long wet claws hover just over Megumi's mouth as the other hand presses up against his throat.
Its own maw almost unhinges, stretching a few inches past any normal human's jaw capacity revealing two rows of jagged white teeth.
Defensive. The creature looks back and forth before letting out a high pitched wail.
Thousands of overlapping voices whisper in unheard converstaions. But as a community one mournful voice comes together to warn]
STAY BACK! STAYYY BACKKK!!! IT'S ALL HIS FAUULLTTT!
[Instinctively Kage rushes in between Viktor and the demon.]
[OOC: This is just an introduction to the demon before they actually do the ritual! ]
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he does know now enough to recognize this is that dream business, that all he needs it to take megumi's hand to delve in and try to help. (and that clearly his exhaustion before? his last visit? must have been related. he can feel whatever touch of guilt he needs over that later, for now focusing on the situation.]
If I can grasp his hand I can help him. [that is said to kage, the hope that maybe between them they can get close enough for that. his attention goes to megumi.] Fushiguro?
[he'll take the risk to jump in and grab megumi's hand if he needs to, that he knows.]
[ooc; just stopping to say cool demon design god, love me Many Eyes mosnter]
CW Neck violence
Black hair shoots and bristles up. Lips recede back revealing large stark white canines that reach just under 3 inches long. A guttural snarling growl reverberates outward from deep inside her chest. Primal. Ready to strike.
Curious golden eyes shift focus from the approaching man to the aggressive predatory wolf. Threatened. A single sharp claw begins to pierce and dig into the soft flesh of the boy's neck. A fine line of blood trickles down his throat. Freezing on contact to his skin. A small cough escapes his lips from the increase in pressure.
Springing forward, the large shadow wolf darts for the demon--]
AN EXTENSION!!!
[ A thunderous roar booms from the creature. Pulling the plunged claw from his neck pointing it directly at Kage as chunks of blue ice fall. ]
YOU'RE GUILTYY!! [Eyes snap to Viktor]-
SAVE YOURSELF!! HE'S NOTHING BUT A CURSE!!! [- before returning to Kage who takes the opportunity to bum rush the demon. ]
[OOC: Thank you wild critters are fun to come up with! I apologize for the delayed response, I was away for the past 5 days, but I'm back. I hope your summer is going well too! ]
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but the ritual was clear- grasped hands, eyes closed at the same time. his eyes go to kage just in time to see the wolf act.
rio decides to make an appearance as well, a hissing pink distraction that serves viktor well as he lets his cane drop and hurls himself forward to grab megumi's hand when the demon is too tangled up in its attention of kage. rio offers what support she can there, and when viktor grasps megumi's hand he has only a moment of looking at the frozen coldblood at his neck before closing his eyes.]
Cw: Hospitals - Coma/ Illness
To the side of her, Megumi sits in a chair, his back turned as he faces the girl. Heavy black energy reverberates outward and swirls around him. Embracing his entire being. In a room devoid of shadows his stark bold silhouette stains the sterile environment. Head bows forward, with his black fringe acting as a curtain over eyes.
A small mirror hangs on the opposite wall. A quick glance and maybe something appears to have rush by, but with another look- it's too late-already gone.
An astute eye may also notice the antique vase on a tiny dresser housing a banquet of white lilies.]
You’re too kind for this. [ His tone suppressing a greater emotion as the words come out just barely audible. Compartmentalizing. Thinking. Grieving.] ]
terminal illness cw
the girl is young enough his chest aches as he moves closer, eying over the machines hooked to her, resting finally on megumi. the shadowy energy is somewhat familiar now, enough that he approaches without any unease. he's certainly seen the good such dire energy can do.]
In truth I was thinking I was a fool for not checking in with you after our last meeting. [he answers, a brief moment to take in the rest of the room, half expecting that demon lurking.] You're being hunted, in a way. In your dreams and mind.
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Straightening out his back before getting on to his feet, two stormy green eyes meeting Viktor's golden hue. In doing so, he completely avoids making any eye contact with the woman lying in front of him. It's too much. ]
Here take my chair, there's another one out here [ his hand gestures to the bright hallway. As he moves and passes the mirror, his reflection reveals a small black frame latched on to his backside. The creature's many eyes seem concealed at the moment. Taking no notice of anything unusual he continues walking towards the doorway. ]
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he doesn't move to sit, half expecting megumi to vanish if he leaves the room. it's good, because he catches sight of the creature. ah, there it was, perhaps hunting wasn't the right word. already trapped, just not right for devouring yet. viktor's mouth thins into a grim line as he turns to regard megumi's back in the 'real' world, where there's nothing to see.]
May I ask who she is? [he decides to go with, moving towards the doorway to keep them at least somewhat close.]
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She's my older sister, Tsumiki. [ Step sister to be exact but what does that really matter? When you're family, specifics don't really mean much, right? You're either there for each other or you're not.
The hallway is a much dimmer location. Eggshell white aged walls line both sides of an unending corridor. A single miserable outdated overhead fluorescent bulb spreads some form of light. All of the doors presumably leading to other patients' rooms are closed. The general vibe of a hospital is present but the specifics- like room numbers and names seem to be missing with the exception of the room that they came out of. This space is marked with a 六 (meaning 6) and the name (伏黒 津美紀) Fushiguro Tsumiki.
Grabbing the chair he heads back into the room quickly past the small mirror. This time the creature is nowhere to be found in his reflection; however, Megumi's features appear like that of a blurred image. Nothing defined solidly, but all the general shapes and colors are there present. Placing the chair next to his- he gestures once more, inviting Viktor to take a seat.]