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deercountry2023-03-25 08:52 pm
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March Catch-All [Open and closed prompts]
Who: Anyone
What: D having experiences with March's blood power issues
When: March
Where: Around Trench
Warnings: None in top levels
1. When the night is overcome[open]
The sun wasn't a pleasant experience for D, but that never stopped him from enjoying it. Vampires who died to the burning effect of sunlight always did so with a smile on their face. The suffering sunlight brought D wasn't as great, but that didn't diminish the enjoyment of it.
So as he forced himself to go out during the day when his body wanted nothing more than to sleep, he focused on that warm, quiet joy that sunlight brought to him. As a warm blood, he'd never had to worry about blood magic spreading his feelings out to others.
But with the month giving warm bloods the abilities of other blood types, D was unknowingly broadcasting how much he enjoyed the sun to anyone nearby. With his hat providing shade for his face he didn't turn his face to the sun to enjoy the feeling of it on his skin, but he very much wanted to do so. That, too, the desire to just stop and enjoy the warmth of the sun, was shared with anyone close enough to get caught up in the emotion D was sharing.
2. You may rise to find the sun [open]
Dark blood is all about manipulating reality. D's purposeful experiments with harnessing powers of other blood types are done further away from everyone else. In the areas outside Trench, night turns to day in a small radius around him. Plants are illuminated and shadows are cast as if it's the middle of the day, but only in a small area around him.
Other times, during the day, the warmth of the sun vanishes, shadows blur and blend together into cooling night even though the area around him is no dimmer than it is. It simply feels like night time. Plants that close during the night curl up as if the sun is gone, and flowers that open only at night bloom in confusion.
3. Don't stand so close to me [open]
The carnivorous plants that are visible around trench don't seem as eager to grab D. They start to reach for him, but as soon as any part of the plant comes within three feet of him they recoil and shrink away. It's not enough to stop them from being cut down.
D walks around with his longsword in hand, and swings it with such speed that it's little more than a crescent of light severing plants and leaving them to writhe and wither in his wake.
4. The difference between realities [Closed for Mayerling]
It's a conversation that can't be put off forever. Mayerling found out about his death while he was a human, and even if he didn't remember that time, D was sure that Johan would have informed the Noble of D's memories shared with Trench.
D didn't want to discuss it at the time, though he was willing to do so, and he owes no less to Mayerling, even if this isn't the Mayerling of his memories. Their realities are extremely similar, even if this Mayerling might be older, or the rules that govern Nobility slightly different.
Mayerling burned in the sun the first day he was in Trench, but has no scars to show from it. In D's own reality that skin would never be nearly as pale and flawless. Recovering from sunlight so perfectly was something only those who had human blood in their ancestry could claim.
5. Defoliation [Closed for Sharon]
The Staging Point, with one ancient Dhampir and one ancient Greater Noble in residence, is largely free of plants attempting to take it over. D sleeps there at night, and Mayerling during the day. The area D effects while moving around is much lower, but the two of them spending so much time in one place is enough to discourage all kinds of pests.
Rats, insects, and this month encroaching plant life.
D doesn't mind lending his time and effort to Sharon.
"You don't need to stay here while I do this. It won't be pleasant for you," D says one last time. He keeps the worst of his aura in check most of the time, but he can easily use it for attack or to exterminate hostile plantlife.
What: D having experiences with March's blood power issues
When: March
Where: Around Trench
Warnings: None in top levels
1. When the night is overcome[open]
The sun wasn't a pleasant experience for D, but that never stopped him from enjoying it. Vampires who died to the burning effect of sunlight always did so with a smile on their face. The suffering sunlight brought D wasn't as great, but that didn't diminish the enjoyment of it.
So as he forced himself to go out during the day when his body wanted nothing more than to sleep, he focused on that warm, quiet joy that sunlight brought to him. As a warm blood, he'd never had to worry about blood magic spreading his feelings out to others.
But with the month giving warm bloods the abilities of other blood types, D was unknowingly broadcasting how much he enjoyed the sun to anyone nearby. With his hat providing shade for his face he didn't turn his face to the sun to enjoy the feeling of it on his skin, but he very much wanted to do so. That, too, the desire to just stop and enjoy the warmth of the sun, was shared with anyone close enough to get caught up in the emotion D was sharing.
2. You may rise to find the sun [open]
Dark blood is all about manipulating reality. D's purposeful experiments with harnessing powers of other blood types are done further away from everyone else. In the areas outside Trench, night turns to day in a small radius around him. Plants are illuminated and shadows are cast as if it's the middle of the day, but only in a small area around him.
Other times, during the day, the warmth of the sun vanishes, shadows blur and blend together into cooling night even though the area around him is no dimmer than it is. It simply feels like night time. Plants that close during the night curl up as if the sun is gone, and flowers that open only at night bloom in confusion.
3. Don't stand so close to me [open]
The carnivorous plants that are visible around trench don't seem as eager to grab D. They start to reach for him, but as soon as any part of the plant comes within three feet of him they recoil and shrink away. It's not enough to stop them from being cut down.
D walks around with his longsword in hand, and swings it with such speed that it's little more than a crescent of light severing plants and leaving them to writhe and wither in his wake.
4. The difference between realities [Closed for Mayerling]
It's a conversation that can't be put off forever. Mayerling found out about his death while he was a human, and even if he didn't remember that time, D was sure that Johan would have informed the Noble of D's memories shared with Trench.
D didn't want to discuss it at the time, though he was willing to do so, and he owes no less to Mayerling, even if this isn't the Mayerling of his memories. Their realities are extremely similar, even if this Mayerling might be older, or the rules that govern Nobility slightly different.
Mayerling burned in the sun the first day he was in Trench, but has no scars to show from it. In D's own reality that skin would never be nearly as pale and flawless. Recovering from sunlight so perfectly was something only those who had human blood in their ancestry could claim.
5. Defoliation [Closed for Sharon]
The Staging Point, with one ancient Dhampir and one ancient Greater Noble in residence, is largely free of plants attempting to take it over. D sleeps there at night, and Mayerling during the day. The area D effects while moving around is much lower, but the two of them spending so much time in one place is enough to discourage all kinds of pests.
Rats, insects, and this month encroaching plant life.
D doesn't mind lending his time and effort to Sharon.
"You don't need to stay here while I do this. It won't be pleasant for you," D says one last time. He keeps the worst of his aura in check most of the time, but he can easily use it for attack or to exterminate hostile plantlife.
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His brow furrows at the description of the town. A stark difference between their realities, one that doesn't make sense, not even accounting for minor differences in his character.
"Drained and turned," Mayerling repeats, horrified, "I admit, in a moment of anger, I bit her father when I found him beating her." That admission fouls his stomach for the moment of weakness it was, something come partially from the fact he knew Charlotte didn't want the man dead, simpler though it would have been. "I did him no other wrong with my bite. No turning. No harm besides some blood loss. I made sure of it." He hadn't lost that much control.
Mayerling takes a breath. "When I came for Charlotte," he says, his cheeks pinking, "It was entirely classic as we planned. I rode directly into town—bending crosses, freezing the fountain, killing the plants... to take her from her bedroom. No one was harmed, not until they followed us. A rescue party of fifty men. I gave them a chance to leave then killed all of them, save her brother."
"Nothing that would call for a people finder. I... find it difficult to believe my counterpart would act so differently."