ɹǝʇsǝɥɔuıʍ uɐǝp (
venatoris) wrote in
deercountry2021-09-09 04:02 pm
oh, Lazarus, how did your debts get paid? [ OPEN ]
Who:
infractus,
lefthemisphere,
egyptologist & you!
What: event shenanigans in one fabulous catch all, for all your RP needs
When: Throughout September
Where: All over!
Content Warnings: mentions and gifs/images of blood and dead bodies, death, decay, and trauma, possible suicide ideation, possible R rated scenes of varying degrees, etc etc. will mark as needed



(( ooc; event prompts, various september logs, and tdm continuations will go in this thread. if you have something you'd like to do, pm me or hit me up at
pincurls! ))
What: event shenanigans in one fabulous catch all, for all your RP needs
When: Throughout September
Where: All over!
Content Warnings: mentions and gifs/images of blood and dead bodies, death, decay, and trauma, possible suicide ideation, possible R rated scenes of varying degrees, etc etc. will mark as needed



(( ooc; event prompts, various september logs, and tdm continuations will go in this thread. if you have something you'd like to do, pm me or hit me up at

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[ He's a scrawny little thing that Dean can't believe has ended up here -- his opinion of Trench might be shifting a little after this encounter. ]
Get behind me.
[ There's not even a question of if he'll do all the work - not in his mind. Dean may be from the Bad End of things, he may be insensitive and rotten on the inside, but he's always had a soft spot for kids and that hasn't changed, not even after everything he's been through. ]
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Maybe it can be talked out of fighting?
[There's not much of a chance of that. The minotaur takes one look at Dean and charges.]
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[ It's a big beast, that minotaur. Dean hasn't ever fought one before, but he's heard of them. They're usually from Greece, and myth differs on how they're killed, but Dean reckons it's got blood running through its veins like any other monster, which means there's a way to dispose of it.
For now, to give him a moment to think, he throws up the shield he's figured out how to use, grunting in effort when the minotaur slams itself right into the shimmering green haze, enraged meaty fists hammering down. ]
Any bright ideas, kid?
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Um...no. My usual strategy when I'm attacked by scary things with big weapons is usually 'run and hide', but that doesn't seem to be an option here.
[Sure, the 'scary things' in his experience were usually humans, but he figures surviving an attack between a human with a harpoon and a minotaur with an axe is pretty much the same.]
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[ What had he been thinking, God, Dean. Did you think you had a little Power Ranger or someone from the midget X-Men here?
Definitely not. He's just a kid, so Dean will throw his ass out and fight a friggin minotaur, because that's the kind of person he is.
It's not gonna be the prettiest of battles; Dean doesn't have a weapon handy, but once he finds one in the dust from a previous fight, they're in business. A battleaxe, frickin' sweet.
He gets thrown around - a lot, and for a normal person that isn't a vileblood or Dean freakin' Winchester, there'd be broken bones, probably a concussion. Maybe death, who knows. But because it's Dean and because he's used to this, he manages to jump up behind the thing, and chop it's damn head off, letting it roll to the feet of the kid while Dean rides the body down like a surfboard.
Fuck yeah. ]
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There a frickin little -- sea monster in front of him where the kid had been and Dean is staring in mild horror and curiosity as he clutches his blood soaked battle axe. ]
What the hell?!
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I know, I know, I'm a sea monster, don't kill me!
[In what's clearly the same panicked voice as the kid from before, at least.]
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[ He drops the axe, holds up his bloodied hands, realizing a little too late that that probably...isn't a lot better. ]
A sea what--what the hell?
[ CHILD WAT R U ]
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A sea monster. We turn human when we're dry, we change back when...and I fell in some...I think it's water...mixed with blood...and stuff.
[Stuff he does not want to think about.]
I...really need to get cleaned off. You killed the thing, does that mean they'll let us leave?
[Because Luca really, really wants to get washed off now.]
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[ Every hunter instinct screams to finish the job, but it's a kid. Jesus Christ. ]
Oh, they're gonna let us leave. C'mon.
[ He's taking his damn axe with him, though. That's his now. ]
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Thanks for saving me. I really don't think I'd win in a fight against...well, anything.
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[ Is it, Dean? You sure weren't doing a great job of that back home. ]
Save people, hunt evil monsters. [ He reiterates, though it's mostly for himself. ] It was the family business.
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[Luca asks, as he continues to become more human.]
A lot of people hunted us back home, but sea monsters aren't really dangerous. We mostly just stay underwater and farm fish and seaweed. I'm pretty new to being on land, but I've always been curious about it!
[And now he's learning a lot more than he ever expected. He just wishes there was less learning of horrifying things mixed in.]
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[ Usually. ]
Sounds exciting. This way. [ They won their fight, satisfied bloodsport, and Dean is forcing his way out of the arena, stomping right through the bloody gate. ]
Well, this must be one hell of an icebreaker for you.
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[He follows Dean through the gate, close behind to make sure they can't try to trap him inside without Dean.]
Between this and the river, a lot of stuff here has been a lot more than I really planned on for the whole 'exploring the world out of the sea' thing.