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- greg universe,
- john childermass,
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- julien delacroix,
- lambert,
- marinette dupain-cheng,
- miko nakadai,
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- renzo shima,
- rita mordio,
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- yotsuba tamaki,
- yūya sakaki
⇨ The Tourist Trap: WEEK 2
Who: Anyone, anywhere in Portland.
When: October 7st - 14th, 2017
Where: Portland area, in the new reality.
What: The week begins as the time of the Animal Fair finally arrives! Meanwhile, the truth of this reality starts to be revealed, and forces both human and celestial alike attempt to take advantage of a rare opportunity.
Warnings: Individually marked!
When: October 7st - 14th, 2017
Where: Portland area, in the new reality.
What: The week begins as the time of the Animal Fair finally arrives! Meanwhile, the truth of this reality starts to be revealed, and forces both human and celestial alike attempt to take advantage of a rare opportunity.
Warnings: Individually marked!
BY ANY OTHER NAME↴ Tensions thicken as various supernaturally forces react to the events of the previous week. Something critical is afoot, and it's only a matter of time before things start coming to a head. It's time to find out more about what's happened to this world, and what will happen in its future. ► A NIGHT AT THE FAIR: From the night of the 7th to the morning of the 8th, the Animal Fair is officially in town. There is a top level down below with more information, though you can also RP content from this elsewhere if you wish. The host, who is very likely something called a Wyld Fae (if you discovered that ICly), will be present, but they will only be appearing to you of their own accord and attempting to track them down by force will be ineffective. Just kick back and relax! Fairs are supposed to be fun. ► THORNS IN YOUR SIDE: Culminating in a full fledged attack against the Sanctuary, it would seem that The Rose Queen is declaring war on the changeling population of Portland. Though the vicious attack of thorns against the safe house was eventually stopped, it wasn't without damage, and the black roses that caused it are still popping up around the city and threatening the places where homeless and lost changelings would be likely to congregate. It's obvious now that this is a serious threat - will it ever stop without an intervention? ► HELL ON EARTH: As Anath's march draws near, the first waves of her demons will be entering the city. Primarily acting as scouts and foot soldiers, these demons will be attempting to secure loyalty from the local demon populace, as well as taking out any angels they can manage to catch. It's a level of aggressiveness against heaven's forces that hasn't been seen for years, and it's a foreboding hint of things to come. These demons can be NPCed by anyone, and will mostly be thugs or manipulators who don't know much about Anath's plans but do know that you need to join their side. They are also rowdier than most of the demons in Portland, and are a threat to the innocent mortal populace as well, if they decide to try to get their kicks here. ► THE WIZARD POLICE: The Enlightenment Council seems to have demanded control of the local Circle chapter, and now backup has arrived. These mages are being sent out into the city as if they are a police force, and will be attempting to demand control of various common supernatural areas, as well as questioning community members that they run into. Whatever is going on, it seems to have resulted in the Council instituting what is essentially martial law... of course, not everyone sees any need to heed their demands. If you are a demon, warlock, or other rogue element, expect to be harassed or even attacked by them. These character can be NPCed, and if you need additional information you can ask the mods. |
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Shima had been hoping he could just slide by without anyone bothering him, but that's not going to happen. There was never even really a chance. It's either Anath's demons or the Enlightenment Council causing trouble at the nightclub and it turns out he can't just tell his bouncers to 'deal with it' and keep out of it.
Sure, his crew — or more aptly, Renzophan's crew — do alright against drunk magical people, but sober ones? Ultimately he had to make the decision: no army recruitment or wizard cops in the club (vainly trying to remain neutral, against the odds; pro-tip: this won't end well). That also means stepping in to enforce it.
So maybe you're just walking by the warehouse or maybe you were in the club itself or could be you're part of the group getting tossed out, too, but whichever it is, you're now also witness to the start of a fight. It's spilling out into the street with "Renzophan" in his sleek suit at the forefront, two or three bouncers on duty for the night behind him.
"I already told ya, I'm not having that kind of bullshit in the club!" Shima snaps at whoever this evening's pests happen to be, spaded tail lashing around behind him in response to his bad mood. "Now either leave or I'm gonna make you leave!"
ii. and a haunting all around the town [ Yamantaka only ]
As if demons and wizards causing trouble weren't enough, one more problem is finally rearing its horned head. A new ghost has manifested in Portland, finally managing to pull himself together and go prowling the streets at night. A looming black bull in a shadowy form, mist rising in his wake and pooling around his hooves, red eyes burning like coals.
He manifests first in the streets around Crossroads, though never enters the club itself. If Shima isn't out for the night, the ghost moves on, stalking through areas with familiar souls in it, not bound to any one place. Places like the cat cafe, the outskirts of Sanctuary, Dignity Village, the apartment complex that so many call home. Again, never actually entering any of the buildings or following too closely behind anyone.
Just... waiting in the dark. Watching.
iii. or just haunting that one asshole in particular [ Shima & Yamantaka ]
Though when is Shima is out and he is, on one or two nights this week, opting to chase down demons after Crossroads has closed for the night (and that would be around 2 or 3 in the morning). He'll be patrolling all those same areas, though dressed in dark clothing and a hood from his hoodie pulled up. The staff he carries with him isn't the K'rik he's used to, but he has one strapped to his back nonetheless.
Of course, trying to track down demons to punch information out of goes on the backburner as soon as a big black shadow starts chasing him. It'll be around all the same places that Yamantaka was haunting before, only now it's Shima — aka Renzophan — running through them, an angry spirit hot on his tail, putting out streetlights with a snap one by one as the bull-shaped mass of shadows and mist pass them.
"Shit, shit, shit, c'mon, just need to find somewhere indoors...!"
Preferably one still open. That's what Shima is racing around looking for, but at this time of night, it's hard and he isn't sure if breaking and entering will ruin whatever keeps Yamantaka out. Maybe he should just try? At this point, it could be worth the risk!
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He'll pause at the curb, glancing around and at the sky. When he doesn't see whatever he's looking for, he'll sigh, rubbing a hand against his neck, and head over to where his bike's parked.
It's automatic to fish a cigarette from inside his jacket, a last smoke before he drives home. It's only when he lights it that he realizes it isn't the only thing burning in the shadows, and he jerks back sharply, eyes widening in alarm.
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"Nightrider," the bull breathes out the word, low and stern, 'breath' from the creature coming out as mist.
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He's never heard the word spoken out loud before, but hearing it -- and the whole business of being confronted with what definitely doesn't look like a friendly creature forming out of shadows -- makes him instantly tense, shoulders hunching as he scowls.
"...Who are you?"
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"You know!" Yamantaka insists, louder this time, voice booming inside one's mind rather than audibly at all, athough finds himself unable to explain directly. Curse this place, curse it to somewhere even beyond Gehenna! "Nightrider!"
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He runs.
More accurately, he runs towards his bike, swinging up onto the seat and not even bothering to pull his helmet on. Whatever this is, whatever brought it here, he sure as hell doesn't want to stick around for whatever it wants, so despite the niggling sense of familiarity at the back of his mind? He'll push it aside in favor of getting the hell out of dodge, starting up the engine with a roar.
... Of course, it absolutely is still a damn scooter, so Lambert's dramatic getaway isn't as fast as he'd like. He's also staying within the speed limit, because getting pulled over is the last thing he needs right now.
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The sound of hooves hitting asphalt rings out, streetlights flickering wildly with his passing, but it's inevitable that, even on a scooter, Lambert seems to pull ahead and lose the ghost. For all of a minute, anyway. He'll be able to breathe easy thinking he's lost Yamantaka for those sweet sixty seconds until he comes up on a turn and—
"Nightrider!"
That same voice booms again and the huge phantom bull will be in that street, instead, having never visibly passed him. Just... there.
TWO
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It's not charging, oh no, it's just... closer. Closer without ever moving, in that creepy supernatural sense better suited for a horror flick.
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"I don't want any trouble whatever you are."
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Tonight is a little different though. There's a hubbub in the club, bub, and it seems to be centered around some of Anath's goons. He has no idea who Anath is, but Zangetsu isn't going to pass up a chance to kill some fuckers.
Or, you know, get some information. Yeah! Sure. That.
He steps outside and inserts himself into the fight, standing in front of Shima. He summons a brilliant white blade into his hand.
"These assholes causin' trouble?"
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Aw shit, one of the angels. Of course, it had to be one of the angels. All that does it rile of Anath's folks, the apparent leader of the bunch giving Zangetsu a disgusted look as soon as he summons the blade.
"Angels! You let angels hang out in there?! You're a damn traitor, Renzophan!"
For Shima's part, he gives a start at the sudden appearance and a look of his own, but it's a lot more surprised than anything else.
"Whoa, whoa! Hey!" He holds his hands up, trying to buy a few more seconds of... well, not peace, but a less fighting in general. "C'mon, uh, Mamagoth, just go back inside, will ya? We're handlin' this!"
Mamagoth... That's not... that isn't the angel's name, but Shima's had to sit down and try to memorize a whole lot of regulars in the past seven days. Give him a break, okay?!
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"I'm not an angel," he corrects, grinning a wildly unsettling smile.
.... Mamagoth? What, are you Rin now, Shima? Zangetsu turns to look at him, then brandishes his blade again, ignoring Renzo for the most part.
Then, suddenly, he's gone. Not gone -- moving incredibly fast. Just a blur of brilliant white. His blade slices through demon flesh like a hot knife through butter, and their forms disintegrate as if turned to ash. Three goons, including the boss, fall before they have a chance to react. A fourth takes off running. Zangetsu brings forth his wings and from them fires several of his glowing energy feathers like knives.
Thck thck thck! The feathers strike the fleeing target.
No witnesses.
With that business taken care of, Zangetsu turns to Renzo.
"Tell me. What does 'the Carnival' mean to you?"