deercountry | January Catchall [OPEN]

Who: Lance (

azurestar) and OPEN
What: Catch-all log for January.
When: All of January
Where: All over Trench.

Content Warnings: alcohol and drug use, risky behavior, symptoms of PTSD and trauma induced hallucinations etc., memory loss, shedding of skin to alter one's body and all the psychological issues that comes with, traumatic memory share, lockjoint, will add more specific warnings as they arise.

SNAKE DEN

i. [Lance frequents the Red practically every night it's said to be hosting the talent and fashion shows. He only gets on the stage when he's in different forms, though. In the second week of the month, he's a catboy thief from a tabletop fantasy game called Monsters and Mana. On stage, as this persona he'll grab a guitar and start singing extremely well and captivatingly as he walks through the audience and uses his tail pick pocket the onlookers. He can also be found chatting people up and lounging in booths with beautiful ladies in this form and letting them pet his ears... yes, he's purring when that happens.

In the middle of the month, he's a bit younger, back to who he was before he went to space at the age of 17, and he'll be getting on stage to show off his acrobatic and dance skills, as well as his musical skills. He'll descend from the ceiling from bolts of fabric around his legs and waist, with his guitar in hand, spinning around slowly and playing with a rose in his teeth. He'll then toss the rose to the prettiest person in the audience an start singing and dancing quite well once he reaches the ground.

Also in the middle of the month, he's a beautiful young woman for a short stint. In this form, he does singing and dance routines, showing off his high notes and also gets in the fashion show, the outfits he gravitates to look like this, this and this. He can also be spotted mingling in the crowd dressed nice and downing champagne flutes and charming everyone.]

ii. [As a paleblood, people will be extra compelled to open up to him and tell him the truth in this space, and in all his shedded forms he's pretty good at active listening if the subject is heavy enough. He may also offer to help ease pain if someone is hurt or emotionally suffering, as that's the paleblood power he has when touching people skin on skin. At first he'll be confused about people just dumping all their truth on him, but eventually he'll start to figure it out and definitely take full advantage with some people he knows or is curious about.

He'll sidle up to anyone who looks interesting or he wants to get to know, and especially to existing friends and go:] Sooo, got anything you wanna get off your chest, maybe?

[It will be easy to mistake him for a working nightwalker, feel free to proposition him for anything.]

iii. [In all his forms detailed above, he'll be available for a private conversation or interaction as even he needs some time to sit and chill out. Often, he'll be laid back in a more private area just strumming on his guitar and casually singing random lyrics that come to mind. Because of his empathic powers, what he's unconsciously singing about may feel specifically tailored to your life, especially if he touched your skin and took some suffering or pain from you no matter how small. If he hasn't touched you recently, then the song may still feel relevant to you and like the notes being played hit you in your soul, but it's not as deeply specific.

Lance doesn't realize he's doing this, he still doesn't have control over his powers and has not figured out how to consciously channel them. When he notices someone's emotional or physical presence, he'll stop playing and look over, brows drawn together.]

Uh hey, looking for something? Maybe someone~?

[He waggles his eyebrows a bit and smirks on that last bit. Could be he means someone else, or himself and is implying you should stay a while and hang out with him. Either way, he's not bothered and oblivious to what he was just doing that got your attention. If you'd like specific lyrics and a musical tone/genre for your character, just describe the emotions/situation they are experiencing that Lance would be singing about in prose and let me know.]

SHEDDING CEREMONY

iv. [Later in the month, Lance sheds into a full AU of himself where he isn't human, but a highly advanced Android that didn't know he was an Android until very recently. Many things in his life are the same, and he remembers Deerington, but through the perspective of an Android Lance with slight differences to his background and certain edits to what he experienced. From his perspective, he's just returned from a big "canon update" where he discovered what he is and is understandably shook.

He can be found overcompensating as he walks through the streets of Trench or enters various venues to shop, shooting finger guns at every person he sees. This is normal, he's normal, he's totally a person and not a thing with no soul. But the mechanism that keeps his head attached to his body is disrupted after he recently tested taking it off and promptly freaked the fuck out, he didn't put it back on entirely right, so all it takes is someone or something jostling him and- POP! His head comes off and rolls up to your feet.

He looks up at you from the ground looking like he's barely keeping his shit together and trying not to freak out as he blinks and then laugh so nervously and through a tight anxious throat, that he chokes on it.]

Hey, l-looks like I lost my head a second there...

v. (closed) [Vary late in the month, Lance is a merboy! He sheds to the form in the night, and all his memories are shifted slightly, he doesn't know where he is and believes belongs with Mariana ever since arriving in Trench. In his version of history, many things are the same, except that he had his DNA messed with on an ocean planet and gained the ability to turn into a mer. He struggled with the feral nature of that side for a long time and coming to Trench, steeped in blood pollution caused him to perma shift into the merman state and heavily bond with the Ocean. Naturally, this was startling and scary to him to wake up in a strange place and he started freaking the fuck out when woken.]

vi. [After merboy Lance is brought back to Mariana, he is actually quite happy to talk to people who come by the docks, he'll pop up out of the water and grin with all sharp teeth and flirt, Mariana sometimes assisting him further out of the water by lifting water with him in a cone. But his flirting is sometimes meant to lure in victims... yes, he's one of those siren types of merpeople. Sometimes, he's harmlessly interacting and interested in having some fun, others... he's hunting.

If he's not directly targeting you on the docks, you can catch him in the middle of luring a poor sailor out of their boat and into the water with him. If you call out to interrupt, he'll look over at you with a death glare and his hands fisted in the person's shirt as he's in the process of pulling them in.]

Ohoho you better not be interrupting us right now. Can't you see we're having a moment??

UNSNAKELY

vii. [Lance has taken a liking to Madam Generosity as she slithers through the streets. He feels comforted by her and talks to her as she goes, running to try nad keep up. Then, it doesn't take long before he's just riding on her back every now and again throughout the month, no matter what form he's taken or what memories he has (excluding merboy). Catch him lounging on his back with his hands up and pillowing the back of his head and ankles crossed like he's on the beach, definitely flirting with the giant snake.]

So, how's your day going, beautiful? Heading anywhere interesting?

viii. [Because of his affection for Madam Generosity, he does fall into the unsnakely's traps more than once and in multiple shedded forms (all but merboy). And unfortunately, his star powers are still not working correctly, even after he's shedded, and in some forms he has no powers at all, so when he follows the trail to find the snake of his heart, he's not the most prepared for when a giant fiery beast emerges to attack.]

AHHHH!

[Immediately, he leaps out of the way of a fiery attack and covers his head protectively. Then he hops up and looks around for any assistance or weapons or ideas. Regardless, he's taking a stance and rolling up his sleeves.]

Alright, let's do this.

[And if he's in a body that has powers and/or combat training (regardless of their functionality), he'll stand his ground. If he's his younger, early canon self or his catboy self, he'll immediately run for his life after saying that.]

WINTER MOURNINGS

ix. [Possible memories from Deerington open in the thick of a jungle where many of them were forced to battle each other much like in the Hunger Games. This is where he ate a man, killed his friend Moira and where Reaper tortured him to death in revenge and he'll look around at the place they end up, look at you, then at the area again...] Nope. Bye.

[And with that he turns to walk away into the jungle. And if it's not the jungle you found yourself in, it's the streets of Deerington during darker periods such as October's blood filled streets or something that looks more benign and normal but definitely isn't. He'll have no idea what is about to happen and that makes him fidgety. He looks around uneasily and then his hands come up to his head.] Maaan, this could be anything!

x. [The experience begins in his memory and the first thing you see is the inside of a very futuristic space ship, fighter cockpit, or you're in the back seat of a land rover on earth. These possible memories are from his time back home and they have him sighing next to you heavily with a note of "oh this again" on his breath.] Well, let's strap in, this'll be over soon.

WILDCARD

( Want to combine old Winter Mourning Prompts with current events? Want to add a lockjoint element to one of these prompts? Or just wanna come up with something completely unique? Hit me with anything your heart desires. Current Event and last month's event prompts are largely flexible with each AU form as well, if you want a specific AU form for a prompt that doesn't specify which one/leaves it open, just let me know in the subject line. If you'd like to plot, I would be more than happy to! Contact me on my plotting comment where I detail all my ideas so far, at spypigeon or on discord at charley#8222! )

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Lance just looks at him flat and raises a brow at him, lifting up a hand to bar Keith physically.] Nope. No way. You are not carrying me.

[Keith's face flattened, and he crossed his arms.]

Well, how else are you gonna get in the damn boat?

[Lance is crossing his arms right back. And his expression is flatter than the entire midwest United States.]

Uh, you bring it here and I'll hop in. Obviously.

Oh, geeze. [Keith rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh. More rowing.] Damn it, Lance. You'd better appreciate this. [He turned to go get the boat.] It would have been easier to carry you! [More knot and chain untying in the cold. Yay. Though, as he walked, he noticed that he could just drag the rowboat along back to Lance, which could work nicely.

He cursed at the moorings again while working them free because his hand still ached from earlier, but then pulled the boat alongside the dock after getting it loose. He then wrapped the rope around the other piling so that they could get in without it floating away on them.]

As if! Do you have any idea how much my tail weighs?

[He calls to Keith as he goes to get the boat. And the way Keith decides to bring it over is exactly what lance was thinking. And he has arms, Keith. If rowing bothers you so much, he can do it. In fact, he was planning to.

Once the boat is in place, he uncurls his tail and lifts himself up easily enough and then plops himself in the boat at the rowing position.] Alright, let's get a move-on, my gills are starting to burn.

Alright, alright. [Honestly, Keith wasn't going to argue at this point if Lance wanted to row. It wasn't his favorite activity.

He got in and then unwrapped the rope from the piling, giving a slight push against the dock so they floated out just enough for maneuvering room before sitting down.]

[Once Keith is in the boat, he lets his tail fin sit in his lap because it's more comfortable that way if he's going to be rowing. The wound on the meat near it is starting to scab over, but getting in the boat caused a little dribble of blood to start sliding down his scales.

Then he gets to rowing out over to the farther shores, which aren't too far so it's not exactly a long trip. Especially since as Lance said, he's a lot stronger as a fish, and his row strokes take them an impressive distance with each go.]

[Keith frowned at that trickle. He'd just balled up the scarf from earlier and shoved it in his pocket, so he pulled it back out again.]

You might as well keep this until that heals over enough that it doesn't open up again.

[He shifted, going to wrap it around the tail.]

[Lance just shrugs as he rows. It's just a little blood now that he looks at it again. Though a little blood like that is more or less a death sentence in the ocean here. He opts not to argue the offer.]

I just gotta chill out in the surf for a day and I'll be fine.

[The shore is now not far, and he starts to slow the boat, looking for a safe looking place to park it.]

[Keith just nodded. Depending on how the shedding worked, Lance might even change before that happened, and maybe the injury would go away with the fish tail. He wasn't sure, and wasn't going to ask. He tied off the scarf and leaned back on his seat as they moved along the shore, looking for a place to beach.

There was a clear spot through the spikey ice, and Keith pointed it out.]

How about there?

Looks good enough to me.

[And he's getting a little pressed for time on getting back in some water. It can be heard in his voice, a strain and dryness in his throat, his lungs having trouble too. Getting over there is easy enough, he rows the boat to the shore and then once it seems secure enough, he flops over the side head first. His arms and head go in the icy water and he flops his injured tail out onto the dark beach.]

Ahhhh, that's better.

[Sorry, Lance, but Keith couldn't help it. He chuckled.]

Graceful.

[He shifted into the rowing seat for himself now, but didn't immediately start rowing the boat back to the docks. He hesitated, watching Lance for a moment as he rehydrated himself in the surf.]

Hey... if you need anything... just... ask, okay?

[Keith honestly wasn't sure just what he could offer still being so new to this place, and Lance having all the experience behind him, but... well... they were friends, right? And friends supported each other. So, Keith put that out there. He cared about Lance, after all, even when they were vexing the daylights out of each other.]

Hey, I'm a fish, being out of the water too long sucks!

[He says from where he's floating in the gentle surf, but he only sounds a little defensive, too relieved at being wet again to get super upset. Then he pulls his arms above himself and stretches before sitting up to start using his hands to splash water on the parts of him that aren't in the surf.

He looks over to Keith in the boat when he says that and his shoulders rise up to his ears as a bunch of different emotions pass over his face quickly, many of them conflicted and pained. He looks down at his tail and clears his throat, trying to hide the flush on his cheeks and the pained tension in his face.]

Yeah, uh… you too.

[And he means it too. It's just… hard when everything Keith does reminds him of how he feels about him and what he lost.]

[Yeah... Keith was starting to get that impression... hence the giving space. But he still appreciated the offer. He nodded, staring pointedly at some random spot in the boat.]

Yeah. Thanks. Be careful.

[And with that, he gave a hard shove on the oars to push the boat loose into the water before rowing back to the docks.]

January Catchall [OPEN]

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