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Labyrinthum Mod ([personal profile] labyrinmods) wrote in [community profile] buttrinthum2023-01-01 04:59 pm
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TDM #1


Arrival / Enchanted Garden

Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.

When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.

Will you drink it or not?

There is a parchment, handwritten, and it simply gives you a welcoming:

“Welcome to my Labyrinth. Per our agreement, you have consented to live your life here for an undetermined amount of time. In exchange, I will grant you the wish that you desire the most.”

You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: poinsettias and mistletoe. You’ll soon find out that being around the poinsettias give you an odd sense of joy no matter how confusing the situation may seem and the mistletoe, which is left over from the holiday season, gives you the desire to kiss or hold hands with the nearest person to you. It looks like there are plenty of others who are just now waking up from their dream-state as well.. why not go ahead and say hello?

Somnius / Snow Angels

With the influx of new life, the humble town a barkeep tells you is called Somnius seems to come alive as well, with new faces to join that of the resident fairies, goblins and other townfolk. There’s bustling energy to the land that the townfolk will tell you wasn’t quite there before, and some suspect that the presence of the new arrivals might be powering the world around them in some way - but that’s a question to be answered on another day. The quaint town of Somnius needs a little bit of care, that rustic feel to the mushroom houses, old shops and weathered castles too evident at first glance, but it’s not a bad place to live, as the locals will tell you. It almost seems like everything will be okay…

But of course, things are never so simple.

Whether you have been wandering around to get your bearings, talking to the locals or exploring your new humble (very humble) abode, you can expect to find mysterious ice sculptures - fashioned in the shape of snow angels, with blades in their hands - appearing in random places around the town. There are some that manifest in the middle of the street, some that sit quietly at the edge of an inn, and even some that appear right beside your bed, staring at you as you wake up. It’s unclear how these sculptures even got here, but close proximity to them will conjure up feelings of unrest, like you should not step any closer.

It’s smart to trust your gut in these situations. Step too close to a snow angel and it will come to life, moving with the grace of flowing water. They make a vague request and will spare only those able to heed it.

“Cold … so cold … Even the days of Visium are so cold. Have you any warmth to spare us?”

Some angels will accept an article of clothing as warmth. Others are greedy and keep demanding more, wanting to take everything that you have on your body. Heed their requests and they will spare you. Resist even just a little, and that’s when they draw their swords.

It’s not too easy to defeat an angel with brute force given that they reform themselves immediately. Running away or blasting them with fire could do the trick. Be careful not to get cut by their blades, however…

Characters who get cut by their blades will experience an inconsolable sense of chill and emptiness, right down to their bones. They will find themselves desiring ‘warmth’ from others in different ways - whether through physical contact, or affectionate words and gestures. There might be the few who go feverish in their desire for warmth. For those characters – the open fireplace is looking like a very tantalizing place to sit in right now (Yes, sit in, not by). They might even feel compelled to pull a friend in with them. That can’t be good for anyone…

The effects will only subside if the condition of receiving ‘warmth’ is met. This can be in the literal sense (physical warmth and intimacy) or figurative (feelings of love, acceptance and happiness).

Bonfire

When night falls, the temperatures only drop further, which does no favours for the poor souls who had to give up their clothing. The locals want to welcome the new arrivals and give everyone an opportunity to unwind from a busy and chaotic day of being hunted by snow sculptures. That’s why they’ve set up a gathering in the middle of town square. Food and alcohol is being generously supplied by The Cask & Anvil, and marketplace vendors have set up pop up stands to try and cajole the new arrivals into purchasing some fancy new clothes or a pretty gemstone they claim will ward off danger (claims not verified).

At the center of it all is a large bonfire that’s warming up the square. Everyone is encouraged to warm themselves by it after a long day, eat, and make merry. In fact, there’s a certain sense of enchantment to the crackling fire that seems to draw even the shiest wallflower in, pushing them to sit with others and make conversation. As the night goes on, the newly arrived dreamers will find themselves settling easily into the warm and bustling mood, any stresses and anxieties melting away. With time, they’ll start to find themselves without a filter, more than happy to talk about themselves and the life they had led prior to coming to Visium. In fact, they will feel compelled to share a story from their past - one that might be joyous, comedic, thrilling, or tragic. Whatever sorts of feelings come attached to their story, it will be one of emotional significance.

In the back of their minds, they might get the sense someone else is listening.

OOC

Welcome to the [community profile] labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.

With the exception of Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth - though characters will not be able to clear the maze. Please comment here to request an outcome for your character's labyrinth exploration and a moderator will get to you shortly. (The longest a character can stay in the Labyrinth is 3 days.)

You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.

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Corrin | Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest
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Kokichi Oma | Danganrompa V3: Killing Harmony
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Kuja / Final Fantasy IX
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Princess Aurora | Sleeping Beauty
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Please give me one too ..........

Megumi Fushiguro | Jujutsu Kaisen
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Princess Aurora || Sleeping Beauty || OTA

[personal profile] beautyrest 2023-01-01 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
1. Arrival:
It wasn't that hard to happen. She had wished with all her might to not fall to Maleficent's spell as her finger touched the spindle and sleep overtook her mind. It was within seconds of the sleeping spell catching her and the Overseer hearing her wish that she found herself here.

And now, she was in another enchanted forest. She had made a deal with a fae, whether she meant to or not. Her aunts had always warned her never to make deals with them, but it was too late now. Unable to help herself, she reached out and grabbed the hand of the person nearby.

"Oh, I beg your pardon, but I would be very careful with these plants, as far as I can tell, all of them are poisonous."

"So many of these are poisonous," she whispered as she looked at the plants. She couldn't figure out some of the other plants but the ones she knew were all poisonous." She realized she was still holding the person's hand and let go, bringing her hands to her chest. "Again, my apologies for grabbing you so."

2. Bonfire:
Aurora had never seen so many people in her life. She couldn't even begin to imagine so many people existed. Fae and goblins? Certainly, but people?

But she couldn't find it in her to be anxious about the amount of people. She looked up when someone called out to her.

"Tell a story?" she looked down at the mug of hot chocolate (another treat she had never had before in her life). "Well, I suppose I could tell a tale of when I was young. But I lived a very quiet life compared to some of the tales we've heard so far. Should I still tell it?"
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Kaito Nagano | Original
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The Traveler | Genshin Impact
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[personal profile] violetlies 2023-01-01 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Kokichi tilts his head, taking a sip of his own hot chocolate. He looks to the girl across from him, and shrugs lightly.]

...I think you should, sure. I'd be willing to listen. Go ahead. Might be more interesting than ya think, y'know.
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-01 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
(( tl;dr he's just a tired chef and technically that's all i have to share since he's depowered LMAO. more info can be found here if you want to read! ))

I. ARRIVAL
[ Kaito's been awake for quite some time, but he hasn't done much save for find a (mostly) solitary rock and plant his rear down on it.

His mind's flying at five miles a minute, yet he feels addled beyond belief. Today marks the first time he's woken up from a deep sleep without any migraines in... years? Maybe decades?

He's lost his connection to his aura. To any aura. There isn't a persistent throbbing in the back of his head, and his sense of touch is eerily devoid of constant phantom pains. But the strangest sensation of all is the complete absence of white noise in his mind.

For the first time since he's awakened his empathy, it's gone, and he feels like he's been robbed of one of his senses. It takes a long few minutes for him to collect his bearings enough that he actually notices the satchel tied to his hip. But right as he's about to dig gloved hands inside the sack, his golden gaze flicks towards you.

A headtilt ensues before he pushes to his feet and shoves his hands in his coat pockets. Staaaaaare. ]

I. SOMNIUS
[ The sounds of a snowball fight near the outskirts of town are a little disconcerting for the singular reason that it isn't snowing.

Should your character decide to round the corner, they'll find one (1) tallboi dressed from the neck down in various shades of black squaring off against one of the snow angel sculptures that has most definitely come to life. It's also wearing his jacket and scarf.

It's also also swinging a sword in his general direction. After watching for a few seconds, something becomes quite apparent—whoever the unarmed person is, he's got good enough moves to just barely dance and skirt around the irate snow angel's blade. He can't really dart in to attack, though given the way he just keeps running the thing in circles, maybe he doesn't want to?

Will you help, keep watching, or move right along? ]

III. BONFIRE

A. Early Evening
[ The cold's not so bad now that he isn't being harangued by snow angels, he thinks.

Seated at a table fit for at least five more people than its lone occupant, Kaito idly tugs at his gloves, worrying over the leather. He's still getting used to the empty chasm that's opened itself in his mind as a result of his power loss. Everything feels weird. The lack of constant pain and white noise buzzing in his ears is almost as jarring as the persistent jackhammering that used to be a facet of his existence.

In his lap, secured tight to his waist and belt, the contents of his satchel jostle about with every lift and drop of his legs. This is probably supposed to be a lot to process, but this isn't his first surprise visit to another realm and quite frankly the sensation of emptiness isn't going to stop fucking with him for a solid day or two (or ten).

He's so focused on pulling at his gloves and pinching his wrists that it's quite likely he wouldn't notice a bear lumbering across him at the table, let alone another person. ]

B. Dead of Night
[ There's a black cat napping on a bench relatively close to the fire. Its tail sways lazily to a soundless rhythm while its ears twitch every now and then as the voices of people carry across the wind.

It would be easy to think of this one as a stray, but the cute yellow neckerchief bound around its neck suggests that it might be someone's pet.

Occasionally, it'll lift its head and blink blearly. Vibrant blues cut easily across the darkness to lock with yours.

A headtilt ensues before its tail rises to sway with a bit more chutzpah. Staaaaaare. ]

IV. WILDCARD
(( the world is your oyster! pm me or send a plurk to [plurk.com profile] othard if you'd like to drum something up that isn't one of the previous prompts.

also i apologize for nothing and everything regarding prompt 3b yes that's a grown-ass japanese man fully prepared to roleplay as a cat ))
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[personal profile] beautyrest 2023-01-01 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
[A tale from her youth that was interesting. She made a soft humming noise.]

Well, perhaps then my tale shall be when I accidentally summoned a pack of wolves when I was younger.
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Kaneki | Tokyo ghoul
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White Alice | Pandora Hearts

[personal profile] glassward 2023-01-01 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
Arrival

[To wake up so soon wasn't what Alice expected at all, but she doesn't need the poinsettias to launch her into a joy as great as the despair she's felt so potently in the past. Her connection to the Abyss is gone. She can't feel the Core, her overwhelming old powers are no longer clawing relentlessly at her mind, and given the note, it seems someone else is doing the wish granting this time. Her wish! Her very own at long last, after all that timeless waiting. Once it all sinks in, Alice wastes no time in springing to her bare feet, laughing through her tears, spinning and jumping with arms outstretched.

After a time, however, she notices an issue. Running deftly through the other new arrivals, Alice calls for her missing companion, periodically squatting down to chat even with those who aren't fully awake yet.]


Cheshire! Cheshire, where have you gone? Hey, pardon me — have you seen a little black cat with a single red eye? He was meant to come with me, but I can't find him at all!


Warmth

[Having a true and proper mortal body is going to take some getting used to. One of the first things Alice learns the hard way is that she can't simply grab the pointy end of a sword and get away with it anymore. To be fair, even now, it isn't the blood or the pain she cares about — but she hadn't actually expected that the angel who attacked her would leave ice in her veins like some sort of poison, and her new body is shaking and shuddering now quite without her consent.

She winds up taking shelter in the tavern, where she's fussed over for her lack of shoes and given soup and so on. But none of it seems to really help, and Alice finds her attention repeatedly called to the fireplace. The flames within it call to mind her last moments in her own world — the love she'd felt when Oz and her sister came to her proclaiming that they'd come to save her, the certainty that her absent knight had fulfilled his promise and delivered her wish, the way Cheshire had still leapt into her arms without hesitation even as she'd neglected him so long.

Though a part of her mind rails against it, she can't help but think she'll be saved again by the fire, if she goes into it. Her skin nearly as pale as her white hair and clothing, Alice clutches her bloody, poorly bandaged hand close to her chest as she pushes herself to her feet and teeters off toward it.]


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Kuja | Final Fantasy IX | hello labyrinthum let's make friends

[personal profile] finalbows 2023-01-01 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
1 / good night, good morning

A little thing like that's not going to be the end of you. Should be the end of that rebellious phase of yours, though--

[ Parting words from that hideous clown, as his body faded away to wisps of darkness, all of him just shattered scraps of Chaos' power. But while falling into oblivion, resigned to the next run of this pointless war... he was instead borne away by a pair of soundless white wings.

That ardent wish in his heart is one he wouldn't have dreamed of confessing aloud. But there it is on his lips all the same, and speaking it to his feathered ferryman is the last thing he knew.

He woke to soft, dewey grass, the sweet perfume of flowers -- and the distinct absence of something unthinkable. That spark of magic that had always been his one unerring lifeline had been snuffed out as if it never was.

...of course, Kuja happened to wake in a spot cradled by a poinsettia bush, so instead of panic and paranoia, that revelation earns a befuddled smile. How odd is that? Very! But none of that's immediately pressing. He's clearly nowhere near anything to do with a 'Chaos' or 'Cosmos' anymore and right now that's the best thing he's ever heard of, actually. ]


What a wonderful garden. [ oh yeah, this guy does not sound 100% in his right mind. what an odd, lilting, song-like voice. ] Here I thought my days of receiving such kind invitations were long over.

2/ frostbite

[ Leave it to the angel themed guy to get too close to one almost immediately. When it flows to life and extends a hand, asking for warmth, he entertains it so far as to take it in his own, squeeze it once, before shaking his head. ]

You'll melt, dear. Sometimes our hearts clamor after things that will just be our undoing.

[ He drops the angel's hand, fingers already pained from clasping pure ice -- and finds himself leaping back when it pulls its blade on him. ]

3/ bonfire

[ Getting to Somnius was an adventure. Making it through to his first nightfall in Somnius was a whole other adventure, and he's still got the memory of that fathomless chill giving him phantom shivers. So Kuja's lured in quite handily by the communal bonfire, settling in with his tail curling up by his ankles.

Can't summon a fire to build one himself, can't dismiss his blasted tail from view... he's had some time to both adjust and become indignant with the idea, and Kuja starts the night out recalcitrant. But the festive atmosphere gets to even him. He's midway into a goblet of some goblin cider with a preternatural crackle to it when he turns a closer eye on his current neighbor -- that is, you. ]


People are telling such stories tonight! And how about you? ..Shall we trade? But all of mine are really quite sordid.

4/ wildcard

Nothing quite fit? No problem! Toss me whatever, or just let me know a lil about your character & what their vibe is rn and I can try to drum up something.
Edited (t...typo...) 2023-01-01 19:39 (UTC)
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[ not the first time she's had a staring contest with a cat, but she supposes that this is the first time she's found herself unsettled by its stare. very human-like, if she thinks about it, though cats can be quite animated when they want to be. and with how strange this world is, it wouldn't surprise her if the cat she's having a staring game with is human.

still, if it was, then it would've already spoken up. like neko did back in inazuma. and since this one remains silent ... lumine offers it a faint smile before she pats her knees. in exchange for, you know, sitting on the bench and possibly disturbing his sleep.

plus having an animal sleep on her lap is added warmth. plus!! fluffy creature = soft and cuddly, and lumine could never resist something soft and cuddly.
]

Do you want to get on? [ she'll offer pets and lap pillows. ] As long as you keep your claws to yourself, of course.
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[personal profile] beigeacademia 2023-01-01 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc: OC information here (it's a wip but it's got the basics); tldr is that he’s a dnd wizard guy of the underpaid college TA flavor.]

I. Bookworms of the World Unite [Somnius]

The Raven's Quill: A library. [...] Nobody works here (yet) so enjoy how unorganized and out of sorts the library is. You wanted to find a book that starts with "C"? It's probably over there in the "H" section.
     —Locations page

[Nobody worked at the library yesterday. Someone’s working there now.

After a really rough twenty-four hours, with the contract he apparently signed, death, the whole works, Elias’ snapping point was going to the library and finding CREATURES OF VISIUM in the “H” section. No one needs to know the finer details of his mental breakdown in the Somnius library, but it’s over now, and he’s decided that his Coping Mechanism is going to be re-organising this disgrace of a library.

Anyone entering the Raven’s Quill will find a good quarter of the shelves empty, and all their books stacked in piling heaps on the nearby tables. Elias, a bespectacled man in his late twenties, is hurrying between the shelves and the tables like a mouse in a fairytale- but one of those fairytales where the mouse is a tallish white man- picking up a few books at a time and shelving them in the correct places.]


Please don’t touch anything, what do you need?

[To be honest, you probably won’t have a harder time finding anything now than you did before.]
Edited 2023-01-01 09:29 (UTC)
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Tama Mizumori | Hashihime of Old Book Town
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Maleficent | Sleeping Beauty

[personal profile] darkestfairy 2023-01-01 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
[A: Arrival]
[Cold, magical, steel sinks deeply into her chest, burning with an icy power. She reels. The ground slips from beneath her clawed feet-

And Maleficent awakens. Returned to her original form, but with no recollection of where she is. This isn't the kingdom, after all, and it isn't her fortress, either. The mores in-between? Hardly. Far too many flowers for her tastes.

Despite still recovering from the phantom pain of her defeat, Maleficent moves with a regality most in this garden likely lack.
]

Hmm... Magic seeps through this land.

[In the plants, and likely even more beyond this strange forest. But, oh, she can't muse for long - she's not alone.]

Are you to be of any help? [She asks the nearest person with a tone that discerns doubt.]

[B: Snow Angels]
[It's hardly the home she was accustomed to, but it's close. Close enough that Maleficent starts to see... opportunity in this place. So long as she could regain her power.

Which, at the moment, is difficult. But not undoable. She just has to survive these... snow monsters.
]

Away with you! Walking clump of ice! Do not incur the wrath of the Mistress of all Evil.

[It wants her robes - for "warmth" it claims - and will not take 'no' for an answer. And, despite her ordinarily phenomenal powers, she was never an adept close-quarters fighter in this form.

Even now, as she berates the sword-wielding construct, it advances on her with a few slow swipes of its icy blade.
]

[C: Bonfire]
[Maleficent detests the goings-ons of humans, and does her best, ordinarily, to avoid their activities unless the mood fancies her. To accept pittance from mortals? She'd sooner see the end of that magical blade herself.

And yet... she's here. Milling about the locals and trying to find a good spot to brood. Too bad they seem intent on trying to hock a "protective" gemstone on her. She laughs, daintily, asking if a shiny pebble is all they have to offer for protection.

...She does spend more than half a second regarding the clothing options. If her robes get caught in the streets one more time, she may very well lose it.
]
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Minato Suizenji | Hashihime of Old Book Town
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-01 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's no response from the feline for a few seconds. Well, of course there isn't because it's a cat. A bit of an uncanny fellow with that stare... but it eventually yawns in the blonde's direction before popping onto its paws and ambling the short distance towards her lap.

After climbing onto her thighs and taking three short laps to get comfortable (during which its brushy tail bars her face at least six times), the neko finally settles down into a lazy bundle of fur.

Shortly after, it begins. The Purring™. Neko isn't even looking up at the woman, it's just running its little motor while its tail lazily curls around itself. ]
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Megumi Fushiguro | Jujutsu Kaisen

[personal profile] mahoraga 2023-01-01 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
🐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋/𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄

[ There is a lot to take in right now, but given all that he's gone through, Megumi isn't the type to sit around feeling distressed about a situation he's in. He simply takes in the words written on that parchment, the setting around him that looks lifted right out of a video game, and that gnawing sense of powerlessness - like his cursed energy has been nulled to zero. It's a distressing situation all around - he has to return home as soon as possible if he wants any chance of saving his sister - but there's no point getting up in arms. While it's concerning that there's no set length of time for their forced stay, once he builds connections and finds a way to regain his power, he's certain they can all find a way to return home.

For now, this satchel -- and of greater interest, the potion within it. He turns to whichever poor soul happens to be wandering the forest with him. ]


Are you going to drink the potion?

[ Maybe they already have. He'd like to see first hand what it actually does, because he's a cautious boy by nature.

With the sprigs of mistletoe hanging above him and the ones around him, he also can't shake that sense of yearning, like he'd like to make some sort of physical contact. He tries his best to repress that feeling for now. ]


🐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐒 | 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝟓 𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞

[ By the time he reaches the modest little town of Somnius, Megumi's more or less gotten a faint idea of the situation he's in. He's here in this foreign land, he doesn't have access to his cursed technique or summons, and he doesn't even have a decent weapon. Right now, he's really only as strong as the physical muscles in his body, and while those were more than enough to decimate middle school bullies, they wouldn't be enough against any real threats. The locals look like a fairly earnest bunch (for goblins and supernatural beings), and he does feel bad, but what needs to be done, needs to be done. Megumi needs a weapon. Anything will do!

Should your character walk across the side of the tavern, they'll spot a lean young man sneaking in through the window, light-footed and naturally quiet. He's got cat-like ears on his head (pay no attention to them), and a cat-like grace to his movements that likely contribute to that stealthiness.
It's very clear he isn't supposed to be doing this - he wouldn't be sneaking around, otherwise! The young man gingerly makes his way to a kitchen counter, where he'll try to swipe the knives right from the chef's station.

When he makes eye contact with his observer ... he presses a finger to his lips, beckoning them to be silent.

Let this obvious crime happen? Sound the alarm? Join him? The beef pie cooling on the countertop looks very appetizing, after all. ]


🐇 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇

[ Despite the thoughtful meaning to his given name, the only thing Megumi has ever been blessed with is bad luck. After an altercation with a particularly feisty snow angel that was demanding he surrender all his clothes (which he refused, naturally), he now finds himself tucked in a corner, sitting in the dark and conserving what heat he has left in his body. The annoying tail he's sprouted and can't make disappear (thank you, potion) is puffed up and wrapped around him, and he's hugging himself, teeth chattering on occasion.

You'd expect a guy in this situation to ask for help? Well, he knows what the conditions to stave off the effects are, and he finds them too awkward to ask of anyone. (Really ... A hug? Or a compliment? No, there's no way he's shameless enough to ask that of a stranger.) So, instead, he's just going to suffer here ...

Anyone who does make eye contact with the sullen boy will get a tired wave of the hand in response. ]


... It's fine. It might wear off in time ...

[ He is obviously not fine. ]


🐇𝐎𝐎𝐂

[ Do something else with me???? Tell him a story! You can also reach me at [plurk.com profile] charsiu or PM for plotting.

Megumi is 15/16 so I'll go with platonic hand-holding/hugs/cheek kisses unless someone requests something more than that. He took the animal transformation potion and is a black serval cat. ]
Edited 2023-01-01 11:19 (UTC)