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[EVENT] 'Tis the Spooky Season...
Autumn is drawing on in the Velvet Room and its environs. The days are colder, the nights are crisper, leaves are a riot of colour ready to fall from the trees. And (besides all the pumpkin spice popping up for some reason) that means only one thing: Hallowe'en!
As the season approaches, you may undergo a mysterious transformation. Perhaps you wake up with wings, or hooves, or gills! Or perhaps your transformation will change more, go deeper... perhaps to your very soul. Who can tell? You might wake up as an animal, or a mythological creature. Or as anything at all.
Transformations will reverse on the morning of November 1st.Probably.
In the meantime, Destinyland is celebrating the holiday. Cheerful Jack-o'-Lantern Shadows have set up on street corners, handing out flyers advertising the park's seasonal festivities. In the days leading up to the 31st, Destinyland will host all the usual fun: Hallowe'en games, Trick or Treat for the babies (and the not-so-babey), the Gorb fortune teller, Shadow-run food stalls serving spooky meals and treats, and, of course, the haunted house with its array of friendly, candy-giving Shadows. Or maybe they're not so friendly.
On the night of Hallowe'en itself, there will be a parade at the park and a grand party out in the main square with food, music, and plenty of space, though characters are not obliged to attend. However, if you wish to show off your new form, see what transformations have been wrought on your fellow guests, or simply take the chance to celebrate, it may be a good opportunity...
Who knows? Perhaps you'll even see some special guests.
[ooc: Welcome to our second Halloween event! This post will serve as a mingle for the duration of the event. Feel free to invite friends to play as guest characters, too! There will be a toplevel, and guest characters are simply whisked into the setting to engage in festivities, with a slight ghostly aura. For an example, see the thread here from last year!]
As the season approaches, you may undergo a mysterious transformation. Perhaps you wake up with wings, or hooves, or gills! Or perhaps your transformation will change more, go deeper... perhaps to your very soul. Who can tell? You might wake up as an animal, or a mythological creature. Or as anything at all.
Transformations will reverse on the morning of November 1st.
In the meantime, Destinyland is celebrating the holiday. Cheerful Jack-o'-Lantern Shadows have set up on street corners, handing out flyers advertising the park's seasonal festivities. In the days leading up to the 31st, Destinyland will host all the usual fun: Hallowe'en games, Trick or Treat for the babies (and the not-so-babey), the Gorb fortune teller, Shadow-run food stalls serving spooky meals and treats, and, of course, the haunted house with its array of friendly, candy-giving Shadows. Or maybe they're not so friendly.
On the night of Hallowe'en itself, there will be a parade at the park and a grand party out in the main square with food, music, and plenty of space, though characters are not obliged to attend. However, if you wish to show off your new form, see what transformations have been wrought on your fellow guests, or simply take the chance to celebrate, it may be a good opportunity...
Who knows? Perhaps you'll even see some special guests.
[ooc: Welcome to our second Halloween event! This post will serve as a mingle for the duration of the event. Feel free to invite friends to play as guest characters, too! There will be a toplevel, and guest characters are simply whisked into the setting to engage in festivities, with a slight ghostly aura. For an example, see the thread here from last year!]
Toplevel Thread for Guests
Regardless, you are here now, with an invitation in hand welcoming you to enjoy the festivities, with room and board provided in one of the park's many luxury hotels.
Feel free to ask around. Perhaps a resident will clear the air, though you're more than welcome to draw your own conclusions...
The important thing is that you have fun.
P4 AU Akechi (smol edition) AKA Raven | OPEN
Raven knew Halloween was on the horizon. If it was anything like last year, there'd be another grand ball and an opportunity to show off his impeccable Featherman costume, but when he wakes up on the morning of October 25th, something feels... off.
For starters, he feels much too hot. Grumpily, he throws off the blanket, but as he does so, he notices something very off.
Fluffy, brown fur all over his arms and even poking out from the collar of his shirt. But that's not all. His fingers are... thicker, stubbier, like a human hand fused with a cat's paw, and when he turns his hands over and sees pink pawpads, he grunts out a startled, "What the fu—" But he has to stop himself. There are small children here.
But the fur puffs up. Something's sticking out from the base of his spine, swishing and making contact with things. A new limb. A tail? And he reaches up, pats his face...
That is a cold, wet nose. A muzzle. His ears no longer sit on the side of his head, but on top, just like a cat's. His usual hair is still there, but lost in the fluffy fur that now covers him from head to toe.
"...You have got to be kidding me."
At least he can still stand upright, he finds, when he finally makes his way downstairs, but the whiskers poking out of his face combined with the pads on the bottoms of his feet make the act of moving around so strange. Not to mention the way his socks feel against those pads...
And when he makes it down to the kitchen, he raids the fridge for fish. So overcome with hunger is he that he starts tearing into it without even grabbing a plate or silverware.
How dignified.
B. Investigation
Once Raven spots his invitation, it's only natural that he scope out the area. Normally, he'd dress warmly this time of year, but all this fur makes him much to hot, so he settles for a loose-fitting Featherman T-shirt and some shorts, along with his shoes. Yes, he is still going to at least try to appear civilized!
Even if subtle movements make his eyes dilate and give him the urge to make chase, and even if all the new scents and sounds are a bit overwhelming.
The sight of Destinyland decorated in spooky fashion with friendly Shadows milling about still beckons him further. This is so much bigger than last year...
So, naturally, he can be found zooming about and... perching? Yes. He can be found perched on top of some of the food stalls and games and at one point he even looks up at the top of the Haunted House, seeing another opportunity to climb.
...It's just to get a good view of the park. Efficiency, not cat instincts!
C. Wild Card
Feel free to come up with other prompts as well! Raven will be out and about.
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Just as he was nearly about to start looking for a place to sit and attempt to relax, however, something zooms by out of the corner of his eye... and naturally he can't help but be rather curious about it. After all, it's the first sign of anything that isn't a Shadow or cognition since he arrived in Destinyland.
As he follows in the direction he thought he saw the figure go, he finds nothing. Or at least, not at first. He looks about, until he happens to take a look upward... only to find a certain cat boy at the top of the Haunted House.
"...Raven-kun? Is that you?"
He can't help but call out to him from the ground, though Raven may have a hard time spotting Dove at first. After all, he's a ghost. He probably blends in very well with his surroundings as a specter.
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He’s going to think this is thanks to Robin Hood somehow getting a boost and not the fact he’s some sort of dog beast right now.
Honestly a lot of his senses feel stronger like this, it’s a bit of a headache.
So naturally seeing some sort of catboy perched on a food stand gets his attention.
… screw it, he refuses to be alone in his thoughts about this stupid gimmick he’s been subjected to. He approaches Raven, trying not to be as intimidating as a flaming skeletal fuzzy hellhound can be Anyways.
“Oh good, I wasn’t the only one caught up in cognitive bullshit” is what he greets with, because no he still isn’t happy about this! Even if he’s less broody than he was at first.
But he’s not bothering with any pleasant persona, fuck that.
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But when he arrives...
"Aaah!" he exclaims, when he sees a big furry thing rampaging the fridge.
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Briar (Royal Trio Roleswap Sumire)
There's a gleam of light reflected from the metal of her scythe, which is gripped tightly in her hands... as she finally begins stepping into the light of the sun...
Option 1: As Briar steps through the amusement park, she leaves a trail of shadow-like energy behind her, the friendly Shadows stopping and eying her out of curiosity... or perhaps some sort of kinship.
She stops, looking up towards the ferris wheel with a quiet look on her face, her eyes distant as she rests her scythe on her shoulder. She... wouldn't mind riding it, but she couldn't bear to ask anyone to join her. Especially not like this.
She lowers her head and her grip around the scythe tightens as she purses her lips.
Option 2: She continues along, hoping to avoid any real people. She can feel the draw of death, the feeling that it's time for some to have already passed, and she knows she can't give into that feeling. She's afraid of hurting her friends. The people she cares about.
So if you see her, you may notice that she might be trying to slink away from you rather than approach. How odd...
Crow (P4 AU Akechi, tol edition) & Hiro (Shadowkechi) | Open
When Crow first awakens, he feels sharper than usual nails brush up against his scalp. The memory link at least informs him of his younger self's transformation, but whereas Raven found himself covered in fur, Crow's head feels heavier than usual. Sore, even.
He straightens himself, glancing down at his hands, only to find his arms and upper torso white and covered in stripes. His legs feel... off as well. He can't feel his toes. In fact, it's as if they've all fused together and elongated. His hips feel wider, too.
Grunting, he stumbles out of bed, taking the blankets with him... and promptly falls over due to the lack of adjustment to his now digitigrade legs coupled with the extra weight from the horns on his head.
THUD.
The sound jolts Hiro from his slumber, but like Crow, he's changed as well. In addition to six angelic wings that fly open at the sudden sound, two long, segmented horns now protrude from the sides of his head.
He and Crow stare at one another. Both still have their usual faces and hair, though Crow's eyes are now yellow, and though his lips hide it well, his teeth have sharpened significantly.
Ren is certainly in for a surprise.
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After the initial kerfuffle with waking up, Crow can be found stumbling about the house with Hiro awkwardly staying close by to provide balance, even though he has his own extra weight to worry about, with the wings and horns.
"Hiro, is this really necessary?"
"Yes. I'm not going to have you hurt yourself."
At least they're both dressed, though with Crow's now Loki-like legs, he can't wear his typical socks. Alas!
At least Hiro is... mostly better on that front, even if he's presently shirtless.
Even when they leave the house, Hiro hovers close by for a while, even if his wings get stuck in doorways on more than one occasion.
B. Everything is Fine (Crow)
Crow is adamant that he can handle this. He is carrying a walking stick just to help balance himself, but it's all just a matter of time until he adapts.
"Honestly, how hard can it be? It's just like walking on tiptoes..."
He's trying to explore Destinyland, but he's already awkwardly tripped into an apple bobbing bucket once already. He is not going to go through it again!
Give him a hand?
C. Taking Flight...? (Hiro)
Hiro has decided that if he he has wings, he might as well put them to good use, which is exactly why he can be found standing on top of the castle in Destinyland, legs bent and wings at the ready.
"Surely all I have to do is get a running start and put these wings to use..."
He tries just that, running, leaping, spreading those wings...
Only to start dropping, flailing in ridiculous fashion as he tries and fails to keep his wings in sync.
Better look out below!
D. Wild Card
Feel free to come up with another prompt to pester either one of these idiots.
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"Ack--!"
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Mirrorkechi (p5 cannon divergent au)
And he’s getting a taste of that firsthand when he wakes up as some fucking DOG.
No, correction, Hannei is the one who looks more like a dog, he’s some fucking dog demon!
Perhaps a hellhound? Robin Hood helpfully suggests because Loki is too busy laughing historically at the irony of Hannei resembling Fenrir.
He’s going to kill Igor. He’s going to fucking KILL HIM-
As soon as he figures out how to open the door without thumbs. Maybe he can burn it down with these flames swirling around his fur coat.
1. Out in the wild
If your out and about in the Tokyo area it’d probably be hard to miss the large skeletal flaming hound wondering around with the angriest expression you’ve ever seen.
… and a striped tie Akechi is always seen in. Approach the angry hellhound at your own risk. He likely wishes to visit mementos but well, a lack of thumbs makes phone navigation tricky. Perhaps someone could assist?
2. At Destinyland
He followed Hannei here, mostly because she seemed far more excited to explore than he did, but he still doesn’t want to let her out of his sight while whatever this is is still going on……
He lost her immediately. God Damnit.
Well. If he must explore he might as well, he’s specially since the park seems to be appropriately spooky.
He’s never really gone to a theme park before… not like he could ride anything as he is now but well, perhaps there’s something to do.
3. Free space
If you have any other prompt ideas for the angry hellhound boy feel free to pitch one!
Hannei Kugutsu (P5 oc | cannon divergence au)
Waking up to find not only has Akechi been turned into some large hellhound looking thing, but herself turned into a big… dog? Wolf dog, when she looked into a mirror she looked more like a wolfdog if you asked her. Either way this is kind of strange!
But on the other hand, she has a lot of new senses she’s curious about! Maybe this is a chance to explore things a whole new way!
Fenrir is all to eager to explore, to see what this body is capable of, and she agrees! Let’s go!
…as soon as she figure out how to open a door with paws.
1. Out and about.
Even if it’s cognitive, Tokyo is full of sights and smells! So of course she’d be jogging around taking it all in! Might as well make the most of the situation right? Akechi is mad enough that she has full faith he’s probably going to find out what’s going on, so she’s going to explore! You can find her around tokyo with her little neck scarf thing taking to this whole dog thing fairly well all things considered.
2. Theme park!!
As soon as she saw that invitation she knew where they had to go next! She’s never been to a theme park! And this place is brimming with Halloween treats and cheer! She might have ran off ahead and lost sight of Akechi. Whoops. Oh well! She can easily find him again! He smells like brimstone! So to no one’s surprised there’s an energetic wolf dog zooming around, probably sniffing or chasing whatever she can find. Approach at your own risk.
3. Free space
I’d you have any other prompt ideas for wolf dog Hannei feel free to pitch one!
Dove (Maruki Missed Deadline AU Akechi)
No matter what he does, his hand goes through the coffee mug. In fact, it goes through everything. He cannot lift a single thing. In fact, he can go through his counter. He can look into the apartment next to him... Which he accidentally does, seeing Jinx in it. He looks extremely pale, absentmindedly nomming on... is that... leftover hamburgers? Not even heated up?
Dove debates and greeting him good morning, but it seems like Jinx is having a morning of sorts, so he decides to let him be... and try to figure out what's going on. Thankfully, it isn't long before he finds the invitation to the festivities.
Oh. Oh dear. It seems Igor is having some fun with an event again...
All right. With a quiet breath (Or at least he tries to take one), he takes a step out of his apartment.
Option 1: As Dove steps into Destinyland, he can't help but be a bit taken in by the amusement park's Halloween setup. He can't help but remember the times he visited Destinyland as a child with his mother, and... wait... No, he probably shouldn't think too deeply. Chances are the memory is fake to begin with...
He can be seen wandering around the entrance area, just taking it all in...
So he walks along, looking at the Shadows, the cognitions, looking for a familiar face as he takes a good look around.
Option 2: As the day continues, Dove finds himself in a predicament. He can't exactly engage with most of the rides or other activities because he's a ghost. The only things he can do are the things that involve sitting. The ferris wheel, rollercoasters, and such. It's a shame he can't participate in some of the other activities that require props or controls, but he supposes it's better than nothing.
He seems to be debating his options, where to go from here... What ride would be best? Truth be told, has he ever gone on a ride before? He has the memories of some, but... he gets the feeling they were all lies. He has no idea what he's done or hasn't done. So, with that in mind...
He wonders if it'd be childish to try to ride one of them. Part of him feels a bit of embarrassment at the idea, but at the same time... It's a bit of the childhood he never got to have, deep down.
There's just a pensive look on his face as he looks about the area, eying various rides in the distance.
Option 2
“Dove-San!” She yells out to him, and in what she can only assume is because of pure doggy joy, she charges over to him, tail wagging behind her.
She tries to skid to a stop before she ends up tackling him though, but not soon enough as she slides into- and right through him. Ough that’s weird.
She blinks once. Twice. And now that she’s stopped in her tracks and closer, looks up at Dove and flicks an ear.
“So… ghost huh?” Says the wolfdog.
Man this event is strange.
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Futaba just couldn't contain her excitement. Her suddenly new tail wagged behind her, wacking things off tables, knocking things over, as she tried to chase it to make it stop. Her purple eyes had doubled, a trait that probably linked back to a certain demon. Her ears bounced as she ran around the house. Her energy was boundless.
B) it's hard being a dog 🐕
She wandered outside, everything was so much... smellier. It had new scents, and she loved tracking things, she followed things and stared at things that ran across her vision. Seeing a wider range helped in that regard. There was also new sounds, she thought it was quiet before but as she had learned it very much was not. People walked very loudly.
B | Buppymode
As Futaba wanders around the city, another dog -- a very big dog -- has caught her scent. It smells like...friend? Small friend. Small friend...in a big, loud place...alone...
Not Good. But! He is big friend. He is protect!
The wolf follows her trail, pushing his way through the crowds easily, until he finally sees her -- hurryhurry paws in a flurry. Greeting howl! "Awooooo!"
There is a very big wolf in front of Futaba now.
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Vampire!Ren (nickname still TBD) | Open
Ren know both Halloween and his birthday (which is on Halloween) was coming up, and even picked out a costume for fun. This was something he couldn't do last year, but now he can. Especially since he'll be officially 18, despite still being physically 16.
However, he woke up one morning with bat wings on his back. Which is fitting since he is a vampire, but also annoying as he had to modify his clothes, and the costume, so he could still wear it. Hopefully this ends up being temporary.
He finds the invite and heads to Destinyland. He's dressed in a cowboy costume. Not only because it's not what you expect a vampire to wear, but also because of that book he recently finished reading. Complete with a cowboy hat.
At first things seem fine, but then he notices a couple of friendly shadow who seem scared of him. He tries to talk gently and calm them down.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna eat you."
He made sure to have plenty of blood beforehand.
B. Happy Birthday to Me
Somehow it was known that it's his birthday because when he tried out one of the games, he got handed a present by the cognition.
"Happy birthday!"
"Uh...thanks?"
Granted he was mostly planning on having some fun and then getting some cake or treat for himself.
C.Wildcard
Feel free to come up with other prompts than what's here.
I'm batty
Well whatever it is- he feels it somewhere. His insides gnawing and lurching as the schelera on his eyes turn nearly bright red. With one palm clawing to his chest- he grits his teeth as his expression turns into a frown as the world before him starts growing darker. He notices something gleaming and he's already walking.
He stops as he watches someone talk to a shadow. One step after teh other, he slowly approaches the supposed friendly shadow and he could swear his stomach growing restless at the sight. As soon as the other Ren/Akira (who he doesn't pay attention to) calmly talks to the guy- he's practically striding upto the shadow and digs his fingers into the shadow's supposed shoulder. Its a jack-o-lantern. His nails grow into talons as they dig into the shadow before his voice is suddenly swimming amongst too many- resonating as if more than one individual is talking to the shadow. "He might not be eating you but I will."
The shadow squeals.
"Yes-!" He pretends like he understands what he's saying. "Maybe I will tie you to a firework and set you off into the sky~" He cooes as the tattoos on his face glow and its almost comical with his rose-tinted sunglasses that can't hide the greed in those golden pupils.
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[ooc: here's his appearance reference. right now he's in his human form]
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Shiho Suzui | Persona 5 (Phantom Thief AU) | Open
Shiho was debating on whenever to do anything for Halloween this year as she didn't really have much interest. However, it seems fate decided to help with the decision as she woke up with a pair of antennae, two extra sets of arms, a mandible (insect mouth part) and ladybug wings. It seems she's been turned into a bug girl. A ladybug to be exact.
"What the hell?!"
Once she stopped freaking out, she had to modify her clothes so she can go out. Luckily she knew enough sewing to make it work.
She arrives at Destinyland, not in a costume, but at least she's fully dressed. She's awkwardly looking around, with all three sets of arms crossed. She's not sure what she'll be able to eat, but at least she can hopefully distract herself from her situation.
"Man..."
B. Candy
Well one thing she found she can eat for sure is candy, as she accepts some from one of the friendly shadows. Granted, it's more awkward due to her current situation.
"I really hope this wears off soon. I can't just live off on candy."
She really does need some real food in her soon.
C. Wildcard
Wanna do something else? Feel free to post your own prompt.
B: candy
What he finds instead, is a bug-girl eating candy. It only serves to make his stomach growl more. He overhears her comment, and for a moment, ponders if he should say something. She seems... friendly enough. Somewhat familiar, though he can't put his finger on it.
... Eh, he can't be bothered to think too hard about it. Too tiring to do so, really.
"You and me both," he sighs, longingly eyeing the candy that he can't eat. "I can't say I'm a fan."
Phoenix and Renée
Swing your razor high
It had started, really, as a building fog rolling in across the streets of Yongen-Jaya. It clung to the ground, low enough to obscure the feet but nothing else, a low trill of strings from some unobserved orchestra.
It was easily excused as nearby shops observing the festive occasion- save for whispers amongst the nearby cognitions, verging on... song?
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, they hissed.
His face was pale and his eye was odd
A low, distant rumble of thunder. Woodwinds soon joined the string, playing an ominous harmony, one that promised a tale of vengeance and death.
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
Who never thereafter were heard of again
He trod a path that few have trod
Did Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street...
A figure rounded the corner of the alley by the theater, an Akechi- but his face high and pale, with deep shadows around the eyes. His dress antiquated, almost Victorian- and his hair black with a white streak. And the moment he appeared, lightning flashed overhead, the unseen orchestra screaming into full ensemble, the brass section awakening to play the overture.
The effect was somewhat ruined when he took a step intended to accommodate legs much longer than they were, at present, and nearly fell over. The passersby dispersed, the moment passed, and the unknown newcomer righted himself with a curse, glaring into the open doorway. "Igor. What the fuck."
▶ THE BARBER AND HIS WIFE
Locked to Falcon and Futaba
The door to the Sakura residence swung open, to reveal two familiar faces, walking across the threshold. The first was Renée, missing her glasses but clad in a shoulderless blue prom dress, a corsage on her left wrist and looking highly amused. The second was... just an Akechi. Looking grumpier than usual and dressed like a Victorian barber. For some reason.
Phoenix sighed, and called out. "Hello?"
▶ NO PLACE LIKE TOKYO
And the vermin of the world inhabit it
In spite of initial annoyance, life went on. Phoenix and Renée both could be found in their usual haunts, with him making frequent visits to friends- or inviting them over to catch up, if they'd been so inclined, or taking time to study in the pleasant atmosphere that was Leblanc, and she found often around the myriad bars and bookshops of Tokyo, when she wasn't at home- though on occasion, Renée did make one of her appearances completely drenched in what was... probably fake blood. In any case, either of them seemed to be in relatively high spirits, throughout the week leading up to Halloween.
Alright, you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit.
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She peered at the Akechi there's only one she knew that Renée would put up with, but he didn't look... human. Her eyes blinked individually as she processed, "Phoenix?"
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a. now posted in the right place!!!!!
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Amamiya Ren aka Joker from the P4kechi AU | BUPPY TIME
Several new, strange noises emerge from the kitchen of the Dojima residence as a massive, mostly-quadruped-partially-biped canine, seven foot at the shoulders, with dark shaggy fur and piercing golden eyes rummages through the drawers. It hears you the moment you even think about entering the room, and its ears swivel towards you, snuffling deeply through its long snout to catch your scent.
Do you approach?
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Eyes glinting, teeth bared, he puts the gun to his head, throws open the door, and fires.
"PERSONA!"
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Wolf and Rookmon
Trick or Treat (But mostly Trick)
Most unwisely, someone, probably Igor, had decided that one of the surliest residents of Inaba was going to wake up this morning as a ghost. Equally unwisely, he gave that same resident all of the powers of truly experienced poltergeists.
He had been, initially, furious.
And then he'd thrown a glass through a window.
Which had spawned ideas. If he was going to be stuck as a damn ghost until whatever this was wore off... then he was going to have some fun with it.
Maybe you'd been nearby when one of the empty homes of Inaba had burst into flame. Or perhaps you'd been wandering down the streets of Toyko when you'd been suddenly met by the dragging footsteps of something massive, out of sight, groaning as it approached...
Or perhaps you'd been alone in the night, when the air began to chill, your breath making fog as it left you, hollow laughter echoing from an unknown direction.
In any case... you've been selected for some holiday hellraising.
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Alone in the Night
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So he closes his eyes, ignoring the strange feeling of his new limbs, but-
THUD!
-suddenly he's no longer in bed, but in the middle of Destinyland... lying facefirst on the ground, his jaw aching. He sits up with a groan, realizes where he is, and curses.
Isn't this just lovely? He hopes nobody saw him like that.
Perhaps you did? Or perhaps you heard the cursing. Or perhaps you run into him as he gets up, and decides he might as well take a look around, if he's going to be forced to. Geez, what a pain, right?
[OOC: Imagine a gijinka of this. That's Kou rn.]
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"Are you okay?" says the figure. It has Goro's hair. And Goro's voice.
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Lyssi (Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapon OC)
His body is... not good. The metal isn't connecting to his body anymore. It doesn't make sense. The words to describe it don't exist in his... memory banks...? He can't access his memory banks. He feels... low on power. Doesn't make sense. Can't access data banks to sort through it.
It's hard to move. Body doesn't move well. Feels... light? But weak. Like he's damaged somehow.
He looks at his hands in his daze, and... they're not metallic. They're flesh. Except... pale? He tries to scan them, only there are no scanners to scan with.
He stumbles out of the room, realizing the he has clothes on... how unusual. It's of a particular style, but he doesn't have specific memory of it. Not without his databanks or memory banks to call back on. Gothic, he thinks...?
...Something in him screams for something. Something important. As he takes a breath, small fangs reveal themselves...
...He needs sustenance.
Option 1 (Locked to Falcon): Lyssi steps out of the room with the charging station, looking deathly pale. His eyes are vivid red, and there is no sight of any mechanical parts on him whatsoever. His face remains mostly blank as usual, but there's a definite sense of confusion and disorientation as he looks around, perhaps trying to ground himself in the familiar.
"..."
He wanders aimlessly about Falcon's home, trying to figure out exactly what it is that he's feeling or what it is that he apparently needs. He seems a bit groggy as he does so, sluggish and unfocused.
Option 2: As the day continues, Lyssi goes outside... or at least he tries, only to find the sunlight is very bad. For some reason. It does something to him that he doesn't find good. So he's forced to hide in the shadows.
After managing to make progress bits at a time, he finds himself in Junes. Thankfully that awful sensation doesn't happen when he's indoors, so he's able to just be. Though as he looks around, his eyes trail to the cognitions. The oh so human-like cognitions... He keeps looking at their necks with a glazed look in his eye...
Someone might want to intervene before he causes a scene. Or at least tell him about the blood-filled juice boxes for vampires.
Option 3: Eventually Lyssi finds himself at Destinyland in the evening. It's strange, the bad sensation doesn't happen at night. So it's only a daytime thing, it seems. He can't help but wonder if humans deal with that all the time...
But he decides that this is his chance to learn more about humans and the things they do. After all, amusement parks are a place where they have 'fun'. And holidays are a time when they 'celebrate'. So he steps into the amusement park, and attempts to find a ride he can try.
In fact, he finds himself going towards a rollercoaster.
FALCON AND LYSSI LETS GOOOO
At first, he startles at the stranger in his home- he doesn't remember inviting anyone in- buthe's quick to realize it's no stranger.
That's his brother, and he's looking-
"Lyssi?!" Horror is in his voice as he walks up to his no longer mechanical brother. That's to say nothing of his complete lack of vital signs. "What- are you okay?"
Reawakening
REFERENCE
Almost half a month had passed since Akira's arrival. His time here has only made him grow wary of the people he's unsure about- whether they were merely allies who spent lone time together or enemies who made his blood boil but that didn't change the fact that today was supposed to be another normal day. A day where he would spend the time playing videogames but instead of waking up in his hotel like any other normal person- he wakes up with disorienting alarms ringing in his ear.
His eyes widen as he finds his shoulder drenched. He groans as he tries to pick himself up- finding himself on...a road? He looks up and his eyes widen.
A portion of the hotel is gone, leaving behind a concave hole into the building like how an apple looks once its bitten off. The concrete melt into each other as his eyes widen in horror. And surprise. There's people- cognitions crowded around the area with smoke snaking its way up in the sky.
He takes a step forward before there's a wet FLUP sound and he looks down to glance at his bare foot landing on a puddle. He grimaces, the wetness annoying him before he focuses on the puddle with the reflection it leaves behind.
Are those...markings on his face?
Option 1: The King of Demons
20 minutes earlier, Akira had grown nearly taut in his sleep. Twitching as a nightmare itched onto his mind as he further buried himself into his blanket- shaking in cold sweat as the morning birds chirped. He was going to resign himself into another few hours of long ardous sleep. Surely there wouldn't be any sort of disturbance that would set this days apart from the rest..
A bird fluffs itself on its nest, scratching with one of his legs as it remains balanced on a quiant branch and chirps into the otherwise dull morning that grows chilly with fog creeping its way across streets. The other cognitions don't notice a single thing apart and for good reason. Its just another cold day even if it is a bit creepier than usual.
All of a sudden, it stops chirping- craning its neck as if haunted by a certain revelation.
BOOOOOM!!
Debris over bricks and concrete scatter as there is a sudden explosion from the middle of a long towering hotel. Fire erupts as the fire alarm rings. Its as if the structure has been merely crushed by an invisible hand, walls bending inward before they pulse out- spraying razor-sharp shards that glint menacingly into the dark sky. People scream as dust and smoke pour out before a certain being is seen hovering in the sky.
Tattooes pulsating red twitch on human skin, glinting like a charred coal mass still roasting within a furnace as they draw out symmetrically over his spine, the neck and finally the chin. Jagged lines drawn on the jawline with eyes filled in lava and a floating gold pupil finds itself staring down at the mess they created. He laughs, aloud- practically losing his mind as he hunches over himself with a long black skirt draped below his waistline as it tattered edges float in the air.
"HA! TIME TO HAVE SOME FUN!" The person yells, not sounding human as voices and pitches blend into each other. The halo of spikes twirls above his head, horns drenched in gold gleaming as he dives. "HYAH-!" He shoots down and clashes into the ground-! Donuts upon donuts spread as the ground practically gives way to his landing; leaving behind a crater as dust erupts around him again- revealing gleaming red eyes.
The demon has been unleashed.
Option 2: Destinyland
So...
He's here. At the party.
What has his life come to..?
He finds himself staring at the parade, finding himself growing restless at the way the parade follows- dancing and masquerading amongst themselves as the otherworldly experiments flow down into a crescendo of sorts as the drums clash and the trumpets pipe in- making him hum as he lifts his camera and aims the lens at the parade. The environment is too cheery and as much as the human within him enjoys it- he feels like something is missing.
Chaos. As far as one can see.
There's a pair of sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose- a heart-shaped lens tinted in the colour of a dark rose.
He focuses on the parade, angling himself as he attempts to capture the gigantic horn held in a friendly shadow's hand.
Now if he gets photo bombed, that's not particularly his issue, is it?
Option 3: Sowing chaos.
Taloned fingers dig into a shadow's face- young and docile as it screams. Akira's red eyes grow sombre as he feeds upon its energy; sighing to himself as his tattooes gleam crimson in contrast to the dark cloak that practically fans out in the cold gust of wind. There's a drone hovering above the shadows- safe from their attacks as Akira focuses on finishing the job with his own bare hands.
He hears a succubus shriek at him, eyes coloured in red as his smirk grows.
He fails to see a Beelzebub rubbing its hands in glee as it emits a low ominous sound before a swarm of flies gush out- spewing a toxic miasma in its wake as it attacks him from behind.
[ooc: dm me if you wanna do something else with him cause he's open with it!]
Option 2
It's strange, the presence may also seem vaguely familiar, and yet... different. Occult in nature.
The icy chill only grows stronger as the presence grows closer, and yet, there's currently no one visible.
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The room is dark, but he can see more clearly in it, in a way that he can't quite put into words. It sets him on edge. That's the first thing he notices, staring out into his bedroom, quickly followed by the fact that his head on the pillow feels strange. He lifts his hand—also weird, with long, pointed fingernails—and finds something hard on top of his head. Like bone, almost, or...
Caradoc stirs, deep within his heart. Caradoc with his ram's horns. What Ren is touching doesn't feel like ram's horns; they're too far up his head, and not curved the right way. But once the thought has entered his head, it won't leave.
He kicks off his blankets (his toenails are clawed too, what the fuck?) and stumbles to the bathroom. There, he flicks on the light—and goes still, staring at himself in the mirror.
He's still human-shaped, but large black horns emerge from his head, strangely light for how solid and dense they are, or maybe his neck is just stronger to compensate. His pupils are slitted, like a cat or a lizard, and his eyes have no whites, just solid grey from one side to another. The clawed fingers he knows about already, and—he glances behind him—yes, like he thought, that's a tail, long and black-scaled, poking out of the back of his pajama pants. Mostly what he doesn't expect to see are the scales on his skin.
They're not everywhere, but there are enough of them that it's impossible to miss them. Lines of black scales follow the contours of his cheekbones, arcing up around his eyes and disappearing into his hair. Larger patches swirl like smoke along the backs of his hands and up his arms, and probably form similar patterns beneath his clothes. He tilts his horned head, looking at the scales with his strange new eyes.
He doesn't hate the effect, is the thing. He looks good as a half-dragon. He runs his tongue along his teeth and finds long, sharp canines; he likes those too, very much. But he hates that stuff like this keeps happening. First a child, now this. Igor's favorite fucking hobby is messing with Ren's body.
A: would you still love me if i was a wyrm (closed to
Before long, he retreats to his room and picks up his phone. The curved claws make it a little tricky to work his phone, but he manages. The first thing he thinks to do is text Goro, so he does, ignoring the predawn hour.
hey babe
wake up
babe
babe
goro
babe wake up
B: raise your hand if you've been personally victimized by igor (open, network)
Later that morning, though perhaps not so late by most standards, a very brief network post goes up.
so is anyone else part mythical creature or
C: burn it all down (open)
Listen. Is he happy? Not entirely. Does he wish he could tear Igor apart for fucking with his body again? Yeah, but it turns out Igor is hard to tear up, even with his new shiny claws, and the white-haired attendant guys don't like it when you try. He's just learned that firsthand. But he does look pretty fucking cool, at least, so that's something. And there is one other very significant silver lining.
That is to say, you might encounter Ren out and about in Tokyo, dragonified, opening his mouth and breathing a plume of superheated blue fire onto a sign or a shop display. Or perhaps he's standing at the end of a shopping street, watching a whole series of burning displays with a sharp-toothed grin. It's not enough to make him forgive Igor, but when Igor's not around, he'll admit that the fire thing is fun.
burning all down
Having finally made his way out of Destinyland, Kou's eyes watch the burning shops, signs and other street displays as he blows out smoke from his (newly obtained) cigarette. Part of him wonders if this, too, is because of the fucked up Halloween magic.
And it's not hard to spot the culprit either.
Some weird senses he's not used to inside him grumble in response as he looks at the dragon-Ren (or is this one an Akira too?) set fire to the place. Thanks to his newfound fur, the heat is all the worse (Why'd he have to turn into a furry dragon?).
... Can he breathe fire? Kou hasn't actually tried. He takes a look at the smoking stick in his hand. It would certainly be handy for lighting his cigarettes, but...
He shakes his head, takes a drag from his cigarette, his wings twitching subconsciously as he calls out.
"Got you too, huh," he says to his fellow dragon, tail lashing.
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Post-Royal Akechi | OPEN
A very curious sight can be found storming through the streets of Tokyo. A strange cartoon animal, clad in the Black Mask uniform, to be precise.
You can feel the fury radiating off of his spiky, furry body. His fingers twitch, ready to wring someone's neck.
Eventually he reaches the Velvet Room, slamming his hands down on Igor's desk. "Do you think this is funny?" His voice still sounds notably like a normal Akechi, if nothing else.
B. Testing the Limits
Irritated beyond belief, this unfortunate Akechi decides to blow off steam while testing the limits.
How? By trying to jump. Those hedgehogs curl into balls, don't they? So he tries that, and then he tries to do that... homing attack, striking and popping a balloon with Jack Frost's face, which causes an irritated Jack Frost to come up to him and start squabbling.
"Heeeey-ho! Not cool, ho!"
"No one asked to be transformed, least of all like this. Am I not allowed to blow off some steam?"
Care to intervene?
C. Gotta go... fast?
At some point, during the night, when he's sure no one is looking, he does something. Purely for science, of course.
He steps back, takes a deep breath, and zooms through the park. It seems that while the exterior of his shoes have the Black Mask spikes, Igor was 'generous' enough to give him rockets on the underside all the same.
So he's skating at ridiculous speeds.
What? He has to kill time somehow.
MiniGoro, Kitsune edition
He was so so warm waking up. He stretched up and wrapped his tail around him. Wait. Tail? There was more then one of them. He leaped out of bed, his body somehow landing on it's feet. He opened her mouth to yell for Ken. What else was different about him? The ears on his head, his paws, oh god paws, how was he supposed to do anything? At least he was still mostly human the rest of things considered.
B) Open
He was starting to realize this was going to be how the area was at least for now. He might as well check out Destinyland now. Igor wouldn't put them in danger even for the fun of it right? He had claws and fangs now anyways. He could handle it. Anyways, Join him as he explores destinyland.
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"Are you all right? Do you feel any pain?"
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Perhaps the powers that be realised she would be extremely put out if she were unable to draw anything. Seemingly more so than usual, her sketchbook is a constant companion; odds are high she'll ask anyone who hold still long enough if she can draw them.
A new Ken reveals himself
Well. Observing had been amusing for a while, but it had started to grow boring. It was time for Ken to show himself.
Wasn't there supposed to be some kind of parade that night? A good opportunity to talk to several persons, then. The information he was bound to learn on this pocket dimension's inhabitants was sure to be valuable.
One could find this Ken looking around the party at his leisure. Maybe buying some food at this or that stand, or maybe watching the parade.
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Raven's ears flick forward, and he makes his curious approach, nibbling on a stick of ikayaki. "I don't believe I've seen you here before."
He smells different from the other Kens. That's already a clear signifier.
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