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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[ as many times needed, but amaterasu doesn't allow her to breathe. she almost has it, she is so close— she flutters with her wings and hunts her, kicking with her talons and driving into what may seem like a double jump, that finalizes with a pointed dive. that too, is what she will teach ochako: holy falcon. ]

You can do it, [ the girl deserves encouragement, but she also deserves a taut shove— ] Your opponent will not lick your wounds for you. Again!

[floatsaway]

[Doubling up on the encouragement versus the push Ochako needs is actually a benefit to her. It's reminiscent of UA, really, and the experienced Pros who well and truly do not play around with any of their students. They are harsh, but extremely fair in a weird way - especially Aizawa, the one Ochako's been assigned to as homeroom teacher. In this way...Ammy is a lot like him, and that familiarity helps drive her success.

She still gets beat up and scratched, though her costume definitely takes the brunt of it. Thankfully, even large talons aren't enough to tear through the sturdy material of her costume - built from a fine mesh that can hinder being cut or stabbed - but it doesn't save her face and hands.]

Agh...!! I can..I-I can do it!

[And she does. It takes repeated practice, the same maneuver again and again, but eventually Ochako does manage to dodge and twist away from Amaterasu's attacks with a touch of grace. Honestly...the hardest part was getting out of her own head.]

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[ amaterasu doesn’t stop at the first— she’d like for ochako to realize that she is no longer getting nipped and kicked. she evades like the wind. after three or so successful glides away from danger, the rooster stops.

for some reason, her wavy, ribbon tail is wagging. ]

Splendid, dear Ochako. Did you see? The gods are with you. I am with you.

[floatsaway]

[Ochako would have been upset if she did stop. She's not here to be babied, she's here to learn and learn right. No would baby her if it was a real, life or death fight - no one would give a shit if she's a young girl or not. If someone wants her dead, nothing would change their minds, they wouldn't hesitate. That's the sort of thing that's been drilled into her head ever since entering UA. Aizawa was harsh, but he taught them the reality of what they were getting into.

Ochako's not just thinking about the tournament, she's thinking about the future as well. The skills she learns today will help her far into the future. Fighting and trading blows is fun and all, but that's all this really is for her - a fun competition she still hopes to win. But the skills she takes away from all that beforehand...those will be carried with her forever, and can hopefully help others as the girl grows into a Hero away from home.

She's panting, sweating, and definitely has some blooding nicks and scratches all over her hands and parts of her face, but she looks satisfied nonetheless.]

Hah...heh. Y-Yeah. Yeah!! [She pumps her fist a bit and then, unthinkingly, pets the big ol' rooster.] Thank you, Amaterasu-sensei!!

we can possibly handwave the rest if you'd like!

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[ praise! the roosters head pushes into the hand that pets its crown— she's almost not used to giving it in turn. oh, she couldn't lick her . . . could she? turns out, a rooster trying to lick a girl just looks like preening. more than anything, amaterasu is proud— and she knows she'll continue to be. ]

Now— I believe we both must feast and patch yourself before I show you the others. Shall we?

[ her stomach immediately snarls out a yessssss. ]

that works!! lmk is this is okay to wrap up.

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[Oh no, this is kind of cute. Ochako's never really been all that fond of roosters, they were usually kind of aggressive whenever her family visited relatives out in the countryside, but the hens were sweet and their eggs were delicious (seriously, the health standards for eggs in Japan is 👌), so...it's kind of like that? She giggles and ruffles those soft feathers gently nonetheless, nodding her head and snickering when Ammy mentions food. Honestly, that sounds wonderful.]

Right, yeah. I've definitely worked up an appetite, I think...ehehe. I didn't bring too much with me, but I can probably get us some takeout nearby.

[And with that said, Ochako will lead the way. Food is had in the early morning hours, a few odd looks by the local residents of Trench at the gigantic rooster following after a small and cute girl, but...odder things have been seen in Trench. Once that's over with, it's back to the grind all over again, but this time with a few treats to have for lunch later on.]

works awesomely! ❤️

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[ was it considered cannibalism if this rooster ate eggs? amaterasu eats anything and everything. halfway through, she would even return to her furry, four-legged form with a few extra feathers to shed.

well, she’d do plenty of that when it came time to present the holy falcon. ]