deercountry | January Catchall [OPEN]

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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! )

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[Lance squints at him hard, tail swishing in an agitated arc and ears pinned back. There is definitely something about this guy that's familiar. The voice, the emotional vibe…]

Well that's dramatic- [ding ding!] Dude, Maul?!

[Few people he's met are such drama kings about how threatening they are.]

[Lance is growing to know Maul so very well. Someday it shall pay off for him. Maul grins and it's definitely less disconcerting of an expression without all the sharp fangs in his mouth.]

How perceptive. That's not like you.

[.....Yep, this is definitely Maul given how he managed to get an insult in within a minute of the conversation starting.]

[Lance snorts and rolls his eyes as he leans back and crosses his arms. Then he raises an eyebrow, but the annoyed and defensive frown and the set of his ears and swishing tail tell another story.]

I'm plenty perceptive. Maybe you're just super not subtle.

Perhaps.

[Maul is dramatic as fuck no matter whether he's a Zabrak or a human being so this is a distinct possibility.]

But I also wasn't trying to hide all that much from you.

[He reaches out and tugs on one of Lance's cat ears.]

What is this anyway? Why do you suddenly have ears like a tooka?

[Lance is about to scoff, roll his eyes or… something. And then Maul is grabbing his ear. And this happened when Kaeya grabbed his tail only because it's Maul, the reaction is strong. It's like some feral cat part of his brain takes over and he's ducking his head with a growl, ears pinning back and tail swishing like he's about to swipe claws at him.]

Pull my ears again and I'll take your head off.

[As he says it, the growl in his throat is a persistent undercurrent and he bares his fangs a couple times. He's even pulled a knife out of his belt, when had he done that?]

[There's a bare second where Maul looks shocked that Lance reacted so strongly. Then he begins to snicker.]

Oh look, the tooka cat has claws!

[He's clearly not taking the threat display seriously. Lance's powers? That's one thing. A knife? That's entirely another.]

[His nose scrunches and he looks down at his knife like he's seeing it there for the first time. This isn't the first time his cat side as he calls it, has take the wheel though, and he sighs. His stance relaxes a bit and his hand holding the knife drops, but he doesn't put the weapon away.]

What the hell is a tooka cat?

Exactly what it sounds like. A feline that's known for being kept as a pet on many worlds. They like to hunt pests but can also be quite the pests themselves, which fits you well.

[Honestly, Maul's begun to warm up to Lance just a little bit despite having made a sincere attempt on his life after he'd killed Reaper. While he still holds that against the boy, he also knew stranger developments between Sleepers Maul knew and himself have happened.]

[Lance just raises an eyebrow and frowns, seeming more confused by that than before. And though he is an empath, he doesn't pick up on any sort of warming from Maul, but he does note less killing intent. But he can't really say if that's because of a shed or not.]

Yeah, whatever, I'm a pest, blah blah blah. Your insults are getting really tired, man. But why don't you just call it a cat? What's the 'tooka' part for?

Perhaps if they ever stop getting a rise out of you, I shall stop.

[But Maul doesn't think that's likely to happen anytime soon. He always seems to be able to rile up Lance when he wants to.]

There are many, many different kinds of felines on the various planets and a whole host of different kinds of cats. Tooka cat makes it clear which species you are referring to.

[He opens his mouth to indignantly deny that they get a rise out of him. But for once, he is able to see the irony of that before the words leave his mouth and he snaps it shut and decides to just give Maul the stink-eye.]

Well, we have a lot of different kinds of cats where I'm from, but we don't add 'cat' to the end of their name. There's lions, tigers, tabbies, servals, all of them are types of cats. It sounds dumb to say lion cat… though I guess we do say tabby cat, but that's different.

[Mauls waits to see if Lance will rise to the bait, and while he isn't quite as predictable as usual, Maul still smirks that he was able to get under the boy's skin once again.]

That's because you only are familiar with one planet worth of cats. When you have millions of words, precise language is always better to have than not.

[Lance rolls his eyes. One thing that gets under his skin is being under-estimated and looked down on.]

Uh, no. I've been to like a hundred different galaxies, and everyone's got different words in their own languages. We just use the native language of that system for the types of cats there.

Wait. [Hold on a sec here....] You've been to hundreds of galaxies and still act as foolish as you do?!

[Oh dear. Maul feels he has greatly underestimated the boy's capacity for intelligence.]

I suppose this just goes to show that experience is not always the best teacher for some.

[Lance rolls his eyes so hard, he is probably in danger of having them fall out of his head.]

Like you can talk. There's literally nothing more stupid in the entire multiverse than the shit you pull over and over. If I didn't know any better I'd think you have brain damage wiping your memories so you never learn your lesson.

[Maul listens and the rage is clear on his face. Despite the switch in species, for a moment, his eyes flicker Sith yellow with how angry he is. One hand comes up and he begins to Force Choke Lance. Sorry, Lance, you pissed him off good and proper this time. His eyes bore into the paladin's.]

Want to consider rethinking your foolish words?

[Yep, he kind of expected this. Maul isn't the only one with a thick skull in this room. And yet...]

I... dunno... you gonna keep... proving me right?

[Maul's temper is still high and he's all riled up. Nope, he's not willing to budge on this right now. He continues to choke Lance with his mind.]

I've no desire to do otherwise right now.

[Lance just shrugs after a bit of a pause. Or shrugs as well as he can in this position. Things are starting to go dark at the corners of his vision. He's died a lot, and like hell is he gonna cave to what amounts to bullying and give Maul what he wants over a little choking.]

You feeling… lucky? …Punk?

[That's probably Maul's line, but oxygen to his brain is restricted and it was the first thing that came to mind.]

[He knows he shouldn't do this. Don't get him wrong, Maul desperately wants but he knows he shouldn't. This will just destroy all of his hard work here in Trench. So he simply lifts Lance up with the Force and throws him into the nearest wall instead of squeezing all the air out of him.]

I suggest you rethink what you say to me. Next time I'll break your jaw.

[And he can tell that took a lot of effort for Maul to do. he sits on the floor coughing and hacking with a hand to his throat. Then he just gives him a thumbs up and swallows before saying.]

Proud of you, bud.

[Maul is anything but happy right now and just glares at Lance.]

Get out of my sight before I remove your tongue.

[Look, he's not about to kill Lance, but serious maiming isn't yet off the table.]

[Lance drags himself to his feet and considers for a moment being an insolent brat, but… he's not that stupid. He coughs one more time with his hands on his knees bent over and then raises one to give a half hearted salute, still looking mostly at the floor.]

Yep. Later.

[And with that, he forces himself into a straight backed posture, places his hands in his pockets and strolls on out, but at an angle that allows him to keep watch of his back.]

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