shiro2hero: (love to watch him walk away)
sad space dad had a bad ([personal profile] shiro2hero) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-02-08 04:06 pm

you took your toll on me {OPEN}


Who: Shiro & OPEN
What:
Catch all for February event + newsletter
When:
All month long (2/1 - 2/28)
Where:
Various - listed in prompts

Content Warnings:
attempted harm via combat, mild altered mental state via chocolates, blood ritual in closed threads





CHOCOLATE EFFECT
Almond + Strawberry - compelled to communicate exclusively through song - emotions projected through an aura
(1) Market / Willful Machine
Shiro really doesn't notice anything's wrong. Or even different. As far as he knows, it's just another day. Just another round of errands before he heads off to work with the Wakers. Maybe he'll find a familiar face out there. Most likely not. His hands are in his pockets, casually wandering down the boardwalk before his shift - and... is he humming? He's humming. And apparently oblivious to it. Though, once he draws an audience, that very well may change. There also appears to be some kind of light show going on in his vicinity. A pulse around him in muted colors of dim twilight.

That's probably okay. Right?

(2) Any Stage
... It does change. At some point, any point in the month, should you walk into a venue with a stage, or an open mic, Shiro's there. Up on the stage. Where he's somehow gotten hold of his Space Ho crop-top, and appears to be in the middle of a reprise of Under Pressure. The light show around him is still going strong, bursting in brilliant yellows and golds shot with silver. If he spots a familiar face in the crowd, he cuts it off and reaches out to haul the individual on stage with him. The lighting follows his movements, swirling in time with whoever he sees - green-gold, purple-silver.

"It's so great to see you!" is what he says, before immediately launching into some other song. And, oh no. Oh, no is he dancing. He's dancing with the poor soul on stage with him.

Have you heard it before? Maybe? Do you resist going on stage? If so, he's going to be serenading his feelings from stage, probably more embarrassing than just getting up there. Because Shiro's not about to stop.


Peanut Butter
- you now have animal features
(1) Arrival
Initially, when the massive, mottled grey and white wings appeared, Shiro kind of panicked. Who wouldn't, when your coat splits open, and enormous feathers sprout? He doesn't remember anything weird happening, even though he should. It doesn't hurt, thankfully, it's more startling than it is actually painful. But it throws him off-balance enough to go sprawling sideways into a wall. Or a person. Hopefully it's a wall and not someone who's going to put up a fuss over being sprawled into by a dorito-shaped winged man.

"Sorry! I - excuse me!"

The unfortunate Trenchie ducks to one side, and, well. Said Winged Man ends up in a bush. Looking more put out and annoyed than actually hurt as he tries to untangle himself.


(2) Over Beach
In the end, though, you cannot keep Shiro grounded. Not when you hand him such an obvious way to get airborne again. The sand, mostly frozen still, is dotted with human-shaped impressions where it didn't quite work as planned. But looking upward, you'll see he got the hang of it pretty quickly. Sure, he had to rip up a shirt for this, but it's worth it. Even Shiro isn't reckless enough to go flying without some kind of protection on his skin, thank you.

He can be seen skimming low over the half-frozen waves, trailing a hand through them before climbing skyward again. The look on his face is... well. It's elated. It's overjoyed. He even climbs up higher than strictly necessary, spiraling, and gliding. It's a show, but one mostly for himself. Until he spots someone on the sand, and angles in for a landing.

Watch out!


Coffee - erratic, irrational behavior, horrible hangover
(1) Trenchwood
How could he say no to coffee? Especially coffee with the added lingering effect of the peanut butter - wings, in this case. Right now, he feels invincible. He feels like he could take on the world. And there's only one place to test it. Out in the wilds, where hardly anyone ventures. If he can get some good aerial views of the woods, maybe that would be of help. Despite everything, despite the overwhelming urge to reckless action, he wants to use it for good. The huge appendages shift, flex.

"I'm going in." A beat. "Over." In that Shiro Tone of "you can't stop me".

So... there's that. Can't stop, won't stop.

Join him?

(2) The Crash - Mouse House
Residents of the Mouse House, or often visitors, who happen to be around early in the morning will catch sight of a rare beast. The fearsome Shirogane Blanket Slug. Dragging his heels through the house, in search of caffeine. Or water. Or any combination of the above. There's a blanket pulled over his head, and every step is a slow, pained shuffle. One would be forgiven for running, or calling for help. Especially when morning light pokes into the room, under the blanket.

Then Shiro groans. And slowly, so slowly, starts to sink down to the floor. Giving up on life altogether. Death would be kinder.



WARMBLOOD EFFECT
(1) Help Machine
It's cold. It's snowy. Huge drifts piled up here and there, with patches of ice holding them in massive clumps in the street. This makes it difficult to get to and from where you may need to go. But! Struggle no more! Help is on the way!

By virtue of a one-man, one-horse plow machine. It's Shiro, a huge shovel. And an even bigger black horse. Meet Bob, everyone. The big animal, while on a lead, is apparently breaking paths through the snow with its enormous feet, followed closely by Shiro and his shovel, scooping out the new powder. He's ended up stripped down to a t-shirt, even in this weather, from the exertion, but shows no signs of slowing down any time soon. And hey, he's got the arms for this, why not use them? Even if... maybe, the scarring along said arms is a bit darker than it ever used to be. Then again, there's more grey in his hair these days, so -

"Hang on, we'll get this out of your way in no time," is what he'll say, outside any home they encounter, be it Sleeper or Trenchie.


(2) Slow Down
... even with the effect of his blood type urging him on, a man's got to crash eventually. And when he does, it's hard. Follow the trail of horse-man-plow long enough, and Shiro's obvious. Either sacked out on his feet inside Koz's, propped up by a broom, crashed on the sofa at Mouse House, or heck, maybe you hauled his dumb ass in off the street and made him tea. Where he will, promptly, fall asleep with his head on top of the mug.

His horse though? Nah, Bob is fine, really. More than fine. But he'll accept a treat or a pat.





PTHUMERIAN EFFECT
(1) By The Shore - Moon Presence
It's late at night, out here on the shore. Not even the Wakers about. Maybe squid don't wash up this time of night. Whatever you're doing out here, you may very well feel like you're the only soul here. At least until something begins to sing - a sad, mournful melody, out over the waters. It's pretty darn huge, too.

"It's okay."

You wouldn't be blamed for jumping. Someone else is in fact, out here. It's Shiro, bundled up and sitting on a rock, quietly watching the Pthumerian figure. His expression is somber, sad - well, you know, more than usual anyway. He does try for a smile, and nods toward the creature singing. If you approach, you'll see there's a small burner set on the rock as well, the smell of incense faint and drifting upwards from it. Soft and pleasant, soothing.

"She won't hurt you." He must mean the big creature. There's no one else here. "Do you know who she is?"


(2) By The Gate - Mercy
He should be happier, right? Don't most people have a little thrill of something, a little bit of joy, close to their birthdays? But, no. There's nothing. There's just the heavy weight of his right arm. There's just the creeping knowledge the people dear to him are falling apart. Nothing he's done so far has managed to uphold any of his promises to any of them. That's becoming more and more apparent as the weeks go on, as the days go on and he sees the Corruption.

He sees the changes in everyone, except himself.

What does he desire? What does he crave? More than anything else... to be of use. To be worth the effort of knowing - to be able to make a difference. Yet, no matter what he does, people slip through his fingers like water. Promises fade to nothing.

We don't need you anymore

He stares up at the massive doors of the arena, the Gate. Maybe, at least, if he can't do anything, he can help the stronger ones train. That, surely will be of use, will rid him of the guilt scrabbling down his spine. He can already feel his brain slowly shut down as he takes a step forward towards those doors.


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saltyadam: (pic#12973108)

MAWWAGE

[personal profile] saltyadam 2022-03-08 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Adam wasn't nervous at all.

He knew what he wanted. He always had. He had plenty of questions about the trajectory of his life, what he was doing here and the morality of how he functioned in it. How to be a good friend, a mentor. How to help those who were new and had fewer resources. Determining who was worth trusting.

But he never questioned this. Since they'd gotten together again Takashi had never been a question. Whatever path he ended on he knew he was at the end of it, walking alongside him the whole way.

He was already smiling before he stepped outside, but he pauses. Taking it all in.

Adam knows Takashi better than anyone. He sees the yearning in every piece of decor, the silent apology for some fault he sees that Adam never has.

He turns to Takashi then, smile stretched wide, eyes soft. Hands in his pockets.

"Hey there. Doing anything tonight?"
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deadboywalking: ([:|] exhausted with this conversation)

[personal profile] deadboywalking 2022-02-09 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, February. The month of...emotions and bonding, apparently. Will hasn't read too much up on them, because he's been busy musing about his and Mike's upcoming birthdays. It's just the two of them in the house now -- Nancy's gone, Brianna's gone...his mom's gone.

Will's been trying not to think about it. Thinking about it makes it real. Thinking about it makes him think about losing her the first time, showing up in Deerington, then the second time, when he and Mike decided to come back. When they chose the dream over reality.

And how short it lasts for some people. If Will had his way, he'd stay forever. He'd never leave and nobody else ever would. But they have, and he can feel the weight of them, sometimes. It's a lot of work, remembering them all.

Perhaps thematically, this is when Shiro shows up. Will is aware of this because Marshmallow has a habit of poking his head through the front window, onto the porch, whenever anyone comes up the front steps. Like a...creepy horse doorbell.

Sorry in advance, Shiro.

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tempredmental: (Coran Are You Okay?)

By the Shore

[personal profile] tempredmental 2022-02-09 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
It had been a pretty rough time already this month, and Keith was feeling it. This place was proving to be one heck of an adjustment. It was quiet down by the beach right now, so Keith had sort of gravitated there... until he saw that out in the water. He froze, but Shiro's voice cut through the song to get his attention.

Honestly, if it had been anyone else, he would have just scoffed and headed off, but Shiro instilled that sense of calm in him as always. He looked over, curious about the incense, and then approached.

"No," he said, shaking his head. "Who is she?"
tempredmental: (You're Going to Make it Out of Here)

[personal profile] tempredmental 2022-02-11 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Honestly, a whole lotta weird stuff," he said with a sigh. He sat down in the offered spot. "Something about how it was some girl, and the world was recreated into this... and a lot of really horrible things happened in the dream." It was a rough recanting of what he'd heard, but really just the basic gist of it. He had some details, but not a whole lot. It didn't help that some of what he'd learned had been during all the shedding stuff, so his memories of those details were fuzzy at best.

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spiritwalks: (Funny friends that make you laugh)

Peanut Butter Jelly Time

[personal profile] spiritwalks 2022-02-09 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Vyng, who had been watching the strange bird-creature from afar, cheerfully waves as soon as he recognizes Shiro's form.

"Woahhh!" Laughter — mixed with a healthy dose of confusion — colors Vyng's words as he does it best to move out of the way. "He's got wiiiings!"
spiritwalks: (You'll be happy all the time)

[personal profile] spiritwalks 2022-02-11 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
Shiro's scuffed-up face spliting with laughter? Now there's a sight for sore eyes. It's amazing, what a little change in perspective can do for a person.

"You okay there, pal?" He jogs over to where the man's resting in the sane. "Need any help?"

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retsuden: ([新伝]  5)

Slow Down - Koz's

[personal profile] retsuden 2022-02-09 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Sasuke had watched Shiro resting on the broom for a solid few seconds, wondering whether or not this would end with him stumbling forward or falling flat on his face naturally. He goes to walk away and let him rest in such a ridiculous position, but stops after a few steps, because ultimately, he feels like maybe he should... help him get back to whatever work he was trying to do.

So he does what one would expect.

He goes to knock the broom out from under him.
retsuden: ([新伝] 8)

[personal profile] retsuden 2022-02-09 01:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He probably should've caught him. He even moved for a second like he might, but really, he probably shouldn't have been falling asleep on a broom of all things. That was just asking for trouble.

So instead he'll just nudge him a little with his foot before offering him a hand up.

"You should go home if you need rest. Or at least lie in a bed."

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unsheathedfromreality: (reflect on a thousand lifetimes)

By the Gate

[personal profile] unsheathedfromreality 2022-02-09 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
A hand comes down on Shiro's shoulder before he can take the second step toward those doors.

"Forgive me," says its owner, whose voice echoes in ways unsuited to the space they're in, "but I do not think you belong in there, this day."
unsheathedfromreality: (reflect on a thousand lifetimes)

[personal profile] unsheathedfromreality 2022-02-09 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
It's far from the first time, even this month--even today--, Illarion's run into someone nearly out of his head. He hardly startles at the sudden response; merely takes his hand back and regards Shiro with a level expression.

He knows this human, he's sure, from Koz's orphanage. All the better he happened along to intervene.

"You are not seeming well enough for a fight. Not here," he puts a hand over his heart, "nor in your head."

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help machineeee

[personal profile] phaseflex 2022-02-09 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, Shiro!" Calls out Amara, with her tattoos glowing a bright orange. She summons out her ethereal space arms, them floating serenely behind her and drawing themselves through the slow, melting it with their touch. The heat she's creating is clear in how it steams off her, and she looks happy for it. Had to survive many a snowstorm with this.

"You want help?"
phaseflex: <user name="professordipshit" site="tumblr"> (they remind her of why)

[personal profile] phaseflex 2022-02-11 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Hang on, she has to ignore Shiro for a moment and pat the horse on the nose. "Hello, you. Oh, I used to be so obsessed with horses..."

Then she turns and scoops Shiro up into a big, crushing hug.

"Fool boy! What are you doing out here on your own, huh?!"

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Music time

[personal profile] droptheious 2022-02-09 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
People bursting into song is nothing new to Varian. His world was rife with it - you had a big feeling, you sang a song about it. Honestly, coming to Deerington and finding not only did people not do that naturally and it was also considered kinda weird was an experience to go through. It's carried through with him into Trench too, and he tends to keep his singing to himself.

But here they are, and singing is happening and oh god- oh no Shiro is dancing. He...definitely isn't much of a dancer. He had two left feet back when he had a right leg, he's definitely not got any better at it, despite Fern's repeated attempts at teaching him otherwise. He laughs all the same- because even if it's blatantly the chocolates doing this, it's nice to see Shiro happy and relatively stress-free for a change.

"You're enjoying yourself."

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slow down

[personal profile] measuringdicks 2022-02-11 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Richie had figured he could ask Shiro for help in clearing the snow to the clinic today, while he went about stocking the place and making sure it ran as smoothly as possible. That's something he's kind of regretting now, because Shiro's apparently been at it way, way too long, if him passing right out in Richie's kitchen is any indication. He'll shovel the damn snow later. For now?

"Dude," says Richie while brewing up some tea, when Shiro next wakes up in the clinic, a Mimikyu and a little dog snoring on his chest, "if you try to get off that couch and dislodge Venkman and Gucci, you're cleaning out the bathroom." He pauses. "What am I fuckin' saying, it's you, you'd probably do it. Don't wake Venk and Gucci or you're not getting any tea."

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