the sun rises (ota)

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Who: amaterasu & you! (and some closed prompts)
What: mostly the blooming of the guardian saplings in their designated locations; refer to the page! also a reminder to check ammy's info page regarding her appearance to your character, if you already haven't!
When: throughout may
Where: arouuuuuu--

Content Warnings: plant body horror + harm being done to an animal in one of the closed prompts, monster body horror for anyone who wants to tag with their monster dreams!

[ during the first few daylights of may, amaterasu is diligently at work; she trots almost nonstop left and right to visit the small, green little saplings that would become strong with the sun. it's always so cloudy in trench though, even if daylight is finally upon them after an entire month of darkness. on the morning of the eighth, there is something different about this sunrise; a distant wolf's howl accompanies its ascension as the rays shower trench in a way it possibly never has. it's warm, welcoming, and wishes a brilliant day to all of those who greet it (especially mothers— she's only now just found out about mother's day).



at the locations of the Mental Health and Recovery Clinic, Trenchwood Farm, The Sanctuary and Farther Shores, one may either see the phenomena happening or be drawn to the blooms already in full: the once hardworking greenlings have grown unreasonably fast into reaching trees, bark and all. they're missing something— until it happens. an unseen force encourages them to bloom, and in an instant, the cherry blossoms burst with life, with energy and a powerful, energetic kick into the polluted soil its roots bury in. it doesn't stretch far, but it helps, and it tries its best to maintain the soil and water around it clean and purified. those sensitive to the supernatural will feel a palpable lift in the pollution where these trees are situated, that they are of great origin, important, sacred. animals will naturally be drawn to them, and so will people. for their beauty, for their shelter, and of course, for their purity and bridge to being closer to nature. even those who are not supernaturally inclined will undoubtedly feel at peace under these gentle giants. what's not to feel peaceful about, viewing the cherry blossoms gently hovering in the breeze that greets you under the shady branches?

you might even be there to catch the sight of a white wolf admiring her handiwork. or, perhaps . . . that's not a wolf at all. a woman, a little rabbit, or even a snow-white horse (or, is that . . . a dragon?). it's hard to tell with this shapeshifting blanket she was given, and amaterasu has delighted herself in bringing it everywhere for its comfort (you can tell; it's already pretty dirty, but it's not as if she cares). ]

(ooc: just as a note, amaterasu can either come in her regular wolf-shape or a temporary form, either human, statue or one of the other brush gods! please let me know if you have a preference, to maintain or shapeshift (and the desired shape, if any)! if there is no preference, i will randomize! hmu at @liberos.plurk if you would like to plot further!)

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[mehanizovati]

[rio bleps at all this, apparently satisfied with how things are proceeding as viktor continues to be ignorant. lizard-dolphin omen solidarity. when her tail thumps on the ground viktor gives her a look like 'this is a serious situation, rio.'

his attention turns to his omni though, finding ammy's contact and sending a voice message of:]

Ammako? I apologize for the sudden question but are you well?

[how do you say 'hey were you turned to stone lately?' thanks trench.]

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[ she pants when he’s not looking . . . then stops. pants when he’s not looking— stops. luckily, the celestial paintbrush is a device far beyond the imagination of the mortal plain. it can’t be seen, it can’t be perceived— the only way to consider such things would be how nature bends to her, and how the omni accepts her written attempts. she waits, only for the seeming suspense to build for a second, before the message pops up on his screen: ]

Hello there, dear Viktor. It’s wonderful that you’re asking. I am, in fact, swell. Are you swell? Not stiff?

[ she hopes he can just . . . . gently turn his back? how should— oh, excellent.

with no warning, a gale brews in the direction of viktor’s front— one that ammy has drawn— in hopes that he would seek natural shelter from the blowing about. ]

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[phew, ok well this is good. he sounds a touch relieved when he says,] I am well, I just-

[the wind surprises him, and excellent work because he does turn against it, eyes squinting. he does try to say-]

Ah, sorry, the wind here is picking up. [it didn't seem a windy day but this is a very mysterious beach visit, he's coming to find.]

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[ excellent is all amaterasu thinks, and takes the one time opportunity to move from her post: behind viktor, with her steps shrouded in the wind's rush and posing the way she had before. back straight, looking into the distance. ]

Is it? I wonder if there is a storm coming.

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Possibly. [viktor sighs, then- oh.

wait where the hell is the statue.

for a brief moment he wonders if this was a paleblood hallucination, which honestly? annoying he always has to wonder that. paleblood sucks, more news at 11. anyway a quick turn of his head and the statue is... that isn't where it was before. he's sure of that.

he squints at it. truly this is the greatest mystery he has yet faced in the trench and none will compare.] There is a statue of you on the shores, near a flowering tree. [a moving one. he thinks. he reaches out to boop that snoot, head tilting.]

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[ the snoot is as solid as stone can ever be, smooth like porcelain and beautiful like jade. whoever carved such a thing has great talent as much as taste! ]

Is there? Am I being honored?

[ perhaps it's a trick of the eyes, but looking for too long, and too hard . . . may result in capturing a little twitch of the statue's triangle ears. ]

[mehanizovati]

Perhaps, or I am hallucinating. [was that a twitch he saw? hm. that ear gets a boop too.] It seems likely, given I am fairly sure it moved.

That or you have a very odd, stony twin. [he's getting closer. you can do it, bud.] I am just glad you were not turned to stone yourself, given the tricks of this place.

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I must be fair to you, dear:

[ what’s this— a clue? the statue has yet to move under the watchful eyes of viktor, but, in between, the statue happens to grin, pant, then close its mouth shut again. perhaps the stone’s head is actually . . . turned towards him now? ]

It has been fun.

[mehanizovati]

[a blink. another.

when it does register he can't help but snort, more at himself because what is his life that the most logical option was ammy was turned to stone? then again he was not expecting her able to do... whatever this is.]

Ammako. [the exasperation.] I cannot believe- did you really wait here just to pull a prank?

[he's amused despite himself, what conviction to be a menace. good for her.]

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[ amaterasu finally gives way to the show. her mandibles relax and her chest begins to ruffle as she pants, with quite the sly grin. heheheh, giving way for the seemingly stony tail to wag. ]

It was far too tempting not to. But you were very close!

[ her dolphin seems happy enough to join in on the exuberant reveal, diving from the canopies where it was hidden, making a stop only to laugh, then flipping its tail to drive into spinning corkscrews and a tuned, high squeal. ]

[mehanizovati]

Well I appreciate your commitment to the prank. [never say ammy wasn't a patient soul. it figures viktor's life is getting punked by a dog guardian spirit of some sort, how can anyone be mad at that?

rio bleps in agreement at the cackling, making viktor sigh. he can't help but reach over to tap her ear, still marvelling.] How did you do this? Is it blood magic?

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A blanket.

[ still rock-hard but mobile all the same (if not perhaps just a little heavier in some places)! the ear that's been touched rotates, but doesn't seem to fold the way the soft shell would have. out of seemingly nowhere, a pocket of space-time, a rip in the dimension or what-have-you— it looks like a magic trick, the way she pulls a large square of fur-covered yellow fabric between her teeth and seems to strut in a bouncing walk with, proud of her efforts and achievements. ]

Bausphomette has gifted me. Have a look.

[mehanizovati]

[huh, viktor takes it carefully, head tilting as he tries to assess the seeming magic properties of a cozy blanket.] Oh, I have seen a man with one of these before. Does that mean this month holds your... what is it called here? Blessed day I believe?

[dog guardian's sort of birthday? do guardian spirits have birthdays? an important question.]

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Yes! ‘Tis a blessed day. The patrons of this world are not as ruthless as they are made to be— they are simply different, but thoughtful, they are.

[ when was ammy’s birthday? the big bang ? well, whenever the sun w came into being. amaterasu circles around viktor’s legs and keeps her snout pointed up to sniff at him. she had smelled something extra. ]

What are those plants, growing from you?

[mehanizovati]

Ah, well if you are done with your tricks you should come by for dinner, in celebration. That is custom, is it not?

[of course he's not sure what a dog goddess/spirit eats, so that might take some doing. still, when she sniffs he huffs in amusement, shifting his collar so a flower can peek out.]

I'm not sure the name of many, but it seems people are having interesting transformations this month. I met a man turned into a metal eagle, and my partner Palamedes is slowly growing eyes. Another trick of the Trench, I assume.

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[ with her curiosity quelled, she almost sits to look up at him better, but— no, she can't sit. she is attentive, so attentively watching his face, keeping her mouth shut. it's as if she's seen something very important in his eyes.

she's a predator. he has his attention like waving a piece of meat over her head. well, technically, he has just done that. ]

As long as you are feeling well. Dinner, you said?

[ food........ food? ]

[mehanizovati]

[ah, so it seems she is interested, and he can't help the quirk to his lips.]

Indeed. I would have to ask my partner but I think he would enjoy a dinner guest. He's the inquisitive sort. [and ammy is fascinating. also he's probably never seen a dog or wolf before because necromancer world is just a whole thing.

either way, the important thing:] What do you enjoy eating? Or I suppose is there anything I should avoid making for you.

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[ wiggle . . . intensify ]

Do not hold back. Make all of the food.

[mehanizovati]

[he has to let out an amused breath at that. the wiggle, the answer. good to know 'all the food' is fair game.

poor palamedes 'eats three bites and is done' sextus. then again maybe ammy there to clean his plate will save his life.]

That would be an excellent reason to test the recipes Chizuru has taught me. Very well, is tomorrow a good time?

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[ she will make every dish left behind spotless. she is the next generation of dishwasher! completely earth-friendly and no power needed!

she looks to ecstatic to put into words. rolling her head and making noises— luckily, she can word. ]

Chizuru has taught you? Goodness me, I am done for. I will become plump again, and my summer coat won’t hide it. Tomorrow, then. Tomorrow is the day I dine like a pig.

[mehanizovati]

Yes she has, though she tries to downplay it. [his endless goal, get chizuru to accept a compliment. one day.]

Very well, I will send you the location when I check in with Palamedes. Perhaps this time come without the stone facade, hm?

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[ huh huh, the wolf seems to chuckle, deep and airy with her grinning pant and wagging tail still in place. ]

I will come as white as snow. [ but the rest of the day awaits, doesn’t it? amaterasu pads restlessly; she’s in the mood for a good run, now. and some snacks, with all this talk of food! ] I must burn all this excitement, now. A good day to you, Viktor! May you continue to see the amusing little things in life, always. I cannot wait to meet your housemate.

[ a little fun has people going far and happy. she’s youthful despite her age, finding amusement in things like grass or someone’s shoe. ]