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Chara Dreemurr ([personal profile] the_obedient_servant) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-07-15 05:41 am

LET'S SHOW THEM THE TRUE NATURE OF THIS WORLD | July Catch-All (Closed)

Who: Chara and assorted others.
What: Chara kills Oscar Pine, their corruption worsens, and they pick fights with half of Trench.
When: Throughout the month of July.
Where: All over Trench.

Warnings: blood, violence, body horror, themes of existentialism and nihilism, harm to children, suicidal ideation, mass murder of unarmed people.

clocktowers: (/- ᴀɴᴅ the warnings)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-07-26 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Everything about this is wrong.

It's the tank of Darkblood, the sense of a witch's workshop, the blacks of their eyes— he should not be reminded of something far older and more terrible than a vengeful child, and yet. He looks upon Chara and cannot help the frisson of fear. ]


I am here to put a stop to the violence.
clocktowers: (!=- 'cause I'm not)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-07-29 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That black spills down their face like weeping tar, and he shifts back on startled instinct, openly uneasy. He holds the cane in his hand lightly, ready to free its blade at any moment. His hands are steady, but the tension in them is plain to see. ]

By putting a stop to you.

[ He clicks the mechanism that unsheathes the cane's blade: sharpened dream antler, off-white and surreal in this lighting. He holds it like a sword. ]
clocktowers: (!- ᴀᴛ leaning on metaphors)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-08-09 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ozpin takes the opening, and strikes first.

He darts in with the bladed cane, unnaturally fast— even with all Trench's changes to him, he has retained a few advantages, a few tricks worthy of a Huntsman— to land a jabbing flurry of blows. He is striking to wound and disable, not to kill.

His opponent looks like a child, for all that he tells himself they are as corrupted and lost as the victim of a Chill: a human puppet to some darker impulse. This is Oscar's murderer. He should not hold back.

He still does. ]