Mostly Closed Catch-all for November

[azurestar]

Who: Lance (azurestar) and CR
What: Catch-all for November, after this
When: All of November
Where: Prufrock, Cellar Door, Crenshaw

Content Warnings: discussion of death, murder, trauma/ptsd, psychosis, past torture

( ooc: this is a catchall for Lance this November after his conflict with Reaper and then Maul, though I am trying to keep my new threads this month limited in number, if you have CR with Lance already you are welcome to come plot something with me here or on plurk at spypigeon and we can start something here in this log or I may ask to wait till next month while I get his inbox more caught up and under control if I've already got too much going on, either way I'm happy to plot always! )

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[onerthes]

ACK! I'm not a spool demon! You look like a mushroom head right now, Lance? It is Lance, right?

[Sharona? What's a Sharona? Oh, right, her omen was currently pacing, out of sight and out of mind. It had an eye out in case there was any trouble. Vira-lorr gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Swirling colors were everywhere, but with her eyes closed she knew it was a lie.]

Keep your eyes closed. That way you know it's all illusions. Just breathe slowly. Relax. I think we're safe for now... mushroom noggin.

[azurestar]

Y-Yes? I don't know? M-maybe?

[Is he Lance? Oh god, now he's having an existential crisis and breathing fast. He closes his eyes and starts touching his face all over and then his chest and body.]

Is this my body? Am… am I supposed to have this face? How many arms am I supposed to have? A-and you didn't tell me what a Sharona is! Is it a mushroom?

[Deep, heavy breaths, but his lungs are… not in the best shape, and neither is the rest of him and he coughs. Blood ends up on his hand when he does, but it doesn't look like blood. But then it does? The visions are fading a bit, he looks around and everything looks a bit less wavy. He coughs again and more red, oh good, it's red now, not bright yellow.]

[onerthes]

Sharona's my omen. Like Bob's yours. [At least she assumed Bob was an omen, but right now she was sufficiently confused that anything was possible. She settled back into a position, lying on her back as best she did.]

She isn't a mushroom. She's a pokemon. I don't think they can be mushrooms.

[Tell that to shroomish.]

[azurestar]

Bob's not an omen!

[He says incredulously, and heaves a few heavy, shaking breaths as he looks wildly around. The hallucinations are slowly starting to ease and he's glowing. Is it because his powers are raising his metabolism? Maybe, but he doesn't have the mental acuity to gather that. Luckily, otherwise he really will start burning brighter and cause some damage.]

What're you talking about? There's a mushroom pokemon down the road.

[He points. No, Lance, that's another Walking Terror. It looks like a Shroomish to him rn, though. Ambling along, getting closer…]

[onerthes]

Mushroom poke... Bob, run!

[She went to try and slap Bob's haunches. It wasn't easy. But she managed to do it. As she did, she felt Sharona do ... something through the link. There was a rush of air, and as the cart started to take off, her omen's head whipped forward. Something like a scythe blade came flying, connecting with the 'pokemon' before the absol lunged up and onto the cart. The air scythe bashed into the terror, sending it flying backwards with a squeal.

Nope, Sharona was definitely not letting them get caught up again, though absols were scary things when you hallucinated.]

[azurestar]

[Bob lurches forward at the slap and then whinnies in surprise when Sharona does its thing. Lance has fallen backwards into the back of the cart at the lurch, not at all prepared for it. He bounces around on top of the few logs that are in there as Bob continues to run.]

A-ah! It's trying to- [He stops suddenly, and squints down at the logs. They stop looking like moving giant corpse arms and more like what they actually are. He takes in a sharp breath and tries to calm himself more, the auditory hallucinations are still intense, but he's used to that.]

I think… I think it's getting better. [Except he's still lit up like a solar flare and he's setting the logs on fire by being on top of them. The seat of the cart has been enchanted against that, so that's why it hadn't happened yet.]

[onerthes]

Try to calm your powers down... it's getting hot in here, Lance

[She was keeping her voice measured, trying to focus, to find where the fire was starting, and to tamp it out as best she could without getting too close to what he was emanating. It was... not easy work, and it was only partially successful considering that she was occasionally still hallucinating.]

As... long as we keep our distance we should be fine. Hopefully. Gods I have a headache.

[azurestar]

S-so take of all your clothes…

[He shakily sings in response to try and comfort himself into calming down his powers. And his… everything. He swallows and lust sort of sits there in the burning logs in the back of the cart like he doesn't even notice it's on fire. At least the cart itself won't burn, but it's got Bob running harder because that's scary!]

Oh no, oh man. I think I'm gonna puke.

[onerthes]

Haha, oh gods. Now is not the time for that kind of flirting, you!

[She managed to laugh, even as she edged away from the heat. They weren't burning down, so that was good, but she had to try and keep Bob steady and herself steady while Sharona loped to keep pace with them. Her heart wasn't racing like before, but god she felt awful.]

ngh... could use a little ginger myself. Just lean over if you have to puke.

[azurestar]

F-flirting??

[Bob whinnies and he sees a spark of fire heading for the horse's backside. The hallucinations are calming down enough now that he's able to understand that's happening. But he's still not entirely rational because he yelps and starts pushing the flaming logs off of the cart to help Bob… and they fall in the street and go rolling into people's vehicles and uh… homes.]

D-don't worry Bob! I won't let it get you!

[onerthes]

Oh good! You can be shocked again! I think my Lance is coming back! ... are you blushing? I can't tell just yet.

[Damnit, she was keeping her eyes closed. Thankfully those logs weren't going to cause tooo much damage. Hopefully. Probably. It'd be fine. All they had to do was get away from anymore of those blasted mushrooms.]

[azurestar]

Your… [Oh boy, his voices are taking that and turning it into something else even though he did hear it right.] Coming back from where?!

[He looks around frantically as he keeps pushing off logs to protect Bob. Luckily, a random sleeper further down the road with ice powers has saved them from fixing further damages to the town. Then he feels his face as he pushes off the last log.]

I'm… I can't tell either.

[onerthes]

Crazy town. Hallucination central... Ngh... guh, I feel a little sick. Can you pat Bob, maybe calm him down a little? I ... really think we're safe.

[And she could only take so much of this. Even with her eyes closed, the world felt like it was spinning. Very very badly.]

[azurestar]

[Well, he's got the last log off of the cart, so… he wobbly climbs over back to the seat, pulls off his glove and touches Bob's rump. He takes the fear and the horse starts to calm and slow down. Buuut, unfortunately, he's now even more freaked out and paranoid and hops out of the cart, glowing more.]

Oh-ho okay, don't say that. That's- haha. Oh no, I'm gonna lose my heart… nonono. [And he's… bending over and puking. And there is definitely a lot of red in it from internal injuries.] Owww.