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lostcarnival2018-06-09 06:55 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2018-06-09 06:55 pm
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⇨ CAMPING GROUNDS
Who: Everybody!
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.
CRYPTIC CAMPGROUNDS↴ You're given about three hours to prepare, after the Ringmaster tells you her plans for the coming week. There is a vast selection of camping equipment at your disposal, and the means to take along enough food for the length of the stay. The wilderness of the planet you're left on is nearly idyllic, but some people just don't like the great outdoors. ► CRYPTOZOOLOGY: As it turns out, the carnival won't be alone here. There is a varied ecosystem of cryptids to be found as well, living in relative peace and mostly reacting to the newcomers with curiousity. More details can be found on the plotting post. You are free to NPC the cryptids as much as you need to, as long as you stick to the behaviours described. ► DREAMSHARING: There is a player plot going on which will allow characters to share dreams! These are specifically more dreams than nightmares, and the mushi-adept characters will be here to help. ► CHILLAX: There isn't any plot twist for this setting, so this is mostly an opportunity to decompress from the last plot and get ready for the future. The Ringmaster will show up occasionally to help with needed medical treatments and check on things, but won't stick around for long. |
ZANGETSU | OTA
[Awww yiss. This is way better than the musty library. The power of the Athenaeum was amazing and intoxicating, once he figured it out, but the actual surroundings could definitely use some work. This forest, with glowing plants and trees as big as skyscrapers, was much more Zangetsu's speed.
He claims a set of camping supplies for himself and throws them over his back. Then he looks up the tree, picking out a group of branches that would work just great...
Well, not "great", but good enough!
Leaves and sticks rain down from above as Zangetsu begins constructing something of a "nest" in the giant tree. Would it be easier and more comfortable to camp on the ground? Yes. Yes it would.
But that wouldn't be any fun.]
[B:
CatWorm Fingers][sometime later, under that same tree, Zangetsu can be seen sitting cross-legged, looking intently at one of his hands. Now was the first time in a long time that he could just sit and think about what Mari had told him about changing shape. He was certain it wasn't in his power to change other people, like she could, but he himself was a different story. He already had a mutable appearance. Claws or fingernails, long or short hair, masked or not, beastly or humanoid... He was a soul after all, and not as confined as beings of pure flesh.
That said, it's not the easiest thing in the world. Even growing a tail, an essential component of his fully Hollowfied form, was difficult to do without transforming completely.
It's just not something he ever had to worry about before. He form was what it needed to be, in the moment he needed it.
He flexes his hand, and black nails are replaced by black talons, and back again. That was easy enough. But he had another thought. He focuses, hard, one one finger in particular. The flesh bubbles and stretches like putty, forming into -- yes, a single tiny version of his worm mouth. He snaps its jaws with a grin. He wonders...
... Yes, after an hour or so of practicing, he has five little worm fingers, all squirming and biting and laughing in high-pitched voices. Zangetsu is delighted.]
[C: Bring Me a Dream -- Raining Cats and Dogs]
[Your dream-wandering brings you to a strange place. The ground you were walking on turns into sheets of glass and steel, and gravity seems to have flipped while you weren't looking. Indeed, this place is a city lying on its side, and standing and walking is a bit of an dizzying ordeal.
Zangetsu is here, conspicuously missing his fae-related changes and instead bearing a unique look, though the full mask isn't present -- only the two obsidian horns stick out from his head.
He lies on the skyscraper, arms and legs out and long hair spread behind him like a halo. He's holding an old, beat-up umbrella in one hand and looking toward the clouds as they grow dark]
Oh come on. Rain again? Ichigo, what the fuck.
[Thunder rolls, and Zangetsu grumpily opens the umbrella. But then, something amazing happens -- instead of the cold water he's expecting, something fluffy falls from the sky. Puppies and kittens, still covered in baby fluff and just old enough to be playful and adorable, of all breeds and colors, tumble gently onto the glass and begin running around, yippin and mewling. Zangetsu gasps and sits up, throwing the umbrella aside]
--!!!
[big scary monster sword dreams of kittens, news at 11]
[C: Bring Me a Dream -- Moonlit Desert]
[another night and a different dream to stumble into. Now that Zangetsu knows he can control these dreams, to an extent, it's time for him to go on safari. The locale? Hueco Mundo, world of Hollows. And his quarry, of course, are the ferocious Hollows that call the desert home.
Unfortunately, this makes for a rather dangerous dream for those who wander. The desert seems calm and beautiful, at first -- miles and miles of white sand and sparse crystalline trees, lit by bright moonlight, as far as the eye can see. But then, something attacks from the sand below. A giant creature with a skull-like face, a long armored body, and sharp claws explodes out of the sand and snaps its jaws.
-- If you die in the dream, do you die in real life?!]
[D: WILDCARD]
[BRING IT ON]
DREAMS OF KITTENS...PUPPIES...
She's not wearing that dress, but she is wearing something more like what Tanyuu typically does- it's what happens when one wanders through someone's street festival dream and decides to fit in really.
Now that she's here though? She has no idea where this is. It's a strange place- lots of glass floors, lots of big concrete ledges that she sort of struggles to climb up and over, and she's pretty sure that there are clouds and also rooftops off to the side. It rather reminds her of something that would be in a field spell.
She wonders if she should ask her brother, before the 'rain' starts, and she starts sputtering amid lots of fur, and even more 'kisses'.] MpfHfhH!
KFhfhfHH-! [Whatever sounds she's making, are somewhere between a giggle and a cough, and maybe something else. It's hard to tell, but apparently even under a scattered layer of rock she's susceptible to dog tongues and tickles.] KghgHHaHAHHEH-!
[If she only knew whose head she was passing through.]
KITTENS AND PUPPIES!!!
Baby animals were also new, but not something he was going to start complaining about.
He's collected an armful of kittens, all mewling and biting playfully, and he cackles delightedly for a while before taking notice of his visitor.
The "rain" has stopped, and there's hundreds of the little critters romping about. He blinks a few times]
Hey...! What are you doing here?
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...I don't know. ...I just got here, [She answers, adding more with a pause.] ...Since there's animals, I'll probably play with them though. ...They're 'playful' right now.
[Just right now. Key fact there.]
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... Well, she's probably the same age as his sisters, or even younger, so she'll probably enjoy this just as much as him]
Well, just be careful, kid. Don't fall off the edge of the buildings -- I don't wanna hafta drop these cuties to go catch you.
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It's probably fine anyway. You can fly in dreams, so I'll just do that, and make sure no one else falls too.
IN THE WILD
...He supposes he shouldn't be surprised, and yet here he is squinting up above as he spies Zangetsu.]
...Have you taken the traits of a bird now as well, Zangetsu..? [he asks, squinting up above. The feet after all, have always made him think more of predatory birds rather than anything else...]
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[It's a fairly impressive ability, after all- definitely outshines running up trees and waterfalls.
If he thought about it, he could probably learn to do the same thing though.]no subject
[Zangetsu looks up at his handiwork, then at Gon] Help me find some more long, straight branches! I'm gonna make a little platform between those two branches there, see? [he points up to his perch, where there are indeed two branches at about the same vertical level with about a 50 degree angle] .... If ya'ain't busy.
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[Ah, well, questions for later. He listens to Zangetsu's request, politely shaking his head.] Hn! It is rather difficult to be busy here, I shall say- I, the man Gongenzaka, can most certainly help!
[He pauses, considering something more.] Hn, perhaps even lend vines for ties...
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[but he doubts anyone will ever experience it, so it's a moot point! (Little does HE know.)
Either way, he claps his hands together
Heheh! Good!! You can tie stuff together, that's right! That's even better! I was thinkin' about cuttin' down some trees and then halfin' em, to make really nice flat bits. Ain't sure if it's worth it for this short time, though.
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[Right. Anyway!] Hn! The trees here are fairly large- it would be easier to seek out branches from them, if anything- at the very least, if we find the proper sizes, halving them will double our numbers, [He points out. So it might indeed be worth it, given they'll cut down how long it takes to have the necessary number of planks!]
b, why this, why
He arrives, unsurprisingly, as a crow, perching up in the branches for a moment to observe just what it is that Zangetus finds so amusing. It's something wrong with his fingers, he can tell that much from up there. Do fingers wiggle? Should they? Both answers are adamantly 'no' and yet here we are.
But it's not like he's going to leave and get this over with some other time, so the crow flutters down from the tree and lands on the ground at what he deems a safe distance away from whatever the heck Zan is up to. Then, with a flicker of shadow and motion, he's a man again, Childermass and not just some bird. ]
What in the world are you up to out here?
because zan thats why
And then maybe it is a downside.
Unfortunately for Childermass, there is no hiding the impression of one's soul, even as a crow. He's quite difficult to sneak up on -- which is probably for the best. Zangetsu seems like the type to react violently to being surprised.
He turns his grinning face toward Childermass, no longer a bird and now a man, and holds up his hand, showing off the wiggling monstrosities. He laughs that maddening giggle of his, and all five mouths laugh in high-pitched voices along with him]
Hehehehehehe!! Practicing, boss. Aren't they cute~?
[no. they are the exact opposite of cute]
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[ Childermass, blunt as ever. He does look at them, very briefly, then back to Zangetsu's face. Yeah, he's keeping his distance from this 'practice' for now, opting to fold his arms across his chest and lean casually against the tree. ]
But I imagine what I think doesn't particularly matter. [ In fact, he's certain of it, only this isn't why he's out here today. So after a pause, he adds, ] You did a good job back there, in the Athenaeum.
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[but, the mouths trying to mimic everything he says in high-pitched garbled nonsense words is kind of annoying, so he returns his hand to normal -- it feels like releasing a breath he'd been holding for several minutes]
Ah, this is about that again? Geez, yer gonna give me the big head, boss~
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[ It's a nice way of saying 'violence'. ]
It doesn't change that I asked you to do something I should have done myself.
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But it's fine. It got done, and no one got hurt.
.... Except Ignatius.