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deercountry2022-07-15 11:37 pm
tempredmental) wrote in deercountry2022-07-15 11:37 pm
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[ open - July Catch-All ]
Who: Keith, OPEN
What: Being evil, falling in love, worsening corruption, contemplating suicide, getting killed, waking up, facing judgement, feeling lonely... just another day in Trench
When: All through July, specific dates for prompts will be in headers
Where: Various places around Trench
Content Warnings: Death and suicide are the big ones. Feelings of abandonment and self-loathing. Probably all kinds of violence and stuff. Others will be added per thread.
What: Being evil, falling in love, worsening corruption, contemplating suicide, getting killed, waking up, facing judgement, feeling lonely... just another day in Trench
When: All through July, specific dates for prompts will be in headers
Where: Various places around Trench
Content Warnings: Death and suicide are the big ones. Feelings of abandonment and self-loathing. Probably all kinds of violence and stuff. Others will be added per thread.
- Links to threads will be added as they're made
- July 1 - 9: General havoc around town. Violence, crime, anger, growing beasthood, influenced by The Evil
- July 10: Death, closed to Lance, Sasuke, possibly Sakura, any other CR who might be involved with finding bodies and helping squids break out of crystal
- July 11 - 17: Recovery, TBD (likely closed to close CR, Plot with me?, recovery and squid-time will be in Sasuke's pond...)
- Rest of the month: TBD (Plot with me?)
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the echoed growl was disconcerting enough, but when Manabu turns and sees a shape lunging out of the dark, he quickly lifts the pistol and fires at it before using the momentum of his move to hasten out of its trajectory.
adrenaline spikes, sending popping sparks of electricity up through his scalp. Magnet doesn't waste time in meeting lunge for lunge, ready to jump in and chomp a limb to stop its assault on his person.]
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He raised his hands then, firing off several sharp icicles at Manabu. Projectiles, huh? Keith could do that, too.]
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Manabu brings up his forearms to shield his face as ice zips past him, lacerating fabric and skin alike on their way. where blood is drawn, sparks flicker and pop, attracted to metal and the ends of his hair as a long-standing static.
while Magnet jumps up to latch onto one of Keith's arms, Manabu darts down the street in search of cover, hopping over an idle wagon while he checks his pistol's settings and watches shadows moving on the wall nearby to give him an idea of where he's at.]
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that's the best Manabu can hope for, really, and he doesn't waste time once he hears the snarling. he peeks out of cover and sends a few shots out before booking it further down the street and ducking around a building corner for fresh cover.]
CW: Potential Animal-shaped Omen Harm
At least, until Keith's enhanced temper kicked in, and he set his own arm on fire in order to force the omen to release him.]
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he can't let this monster rampage freely and do some real damage. after a minute of taking stock of the pathways around him, trying to quickly map out the best one to get this guy away from more lived-in places.]
This way, ugly!
[once he's decided, he reappears around a corner, firing attention-seeking shots at Keith's feet, standing his ground until it's clear he's going to give chase. from there it's time to run like hell.]
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that dreadful awareness of space filling up behind him threatens to override Manabu's senses and just straight-up panic, but he manages to rein it in enough to bring his pistol close to his chest before he's tackled down. that way, in the midst of twisting and trying to break free, he can push the barrel and press it up against the flesh baring down on him and fire away.]
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once he does, he brings it to Keith's face, heating up and igniting with searing heat.]
Get! OFF ME!
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It was just a primal roar before he charged in again, flames everywhere.]
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Go, Magnet! Lamp! Lamp!
[because he needs to get the hell out of here once he's finished this merry chase away from populated streets.]
C'mon, ugly! This way!
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But he definitely continued chasing him down. He pulled back one arm during his run at some point and hurled a fireball like a baseball towards Manabu's head. He might want to duck.]
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GYAH--!
[Manabu staggers a few steps, flinching when fire bites at his neck and scalp. also a real shame he doesn't have his hunter's jacket on for that, but it's summer - it's too hot! so he'll just have to deal with the searing.
he hops a tilted, iron fence into an abandoned potter's field, relieved to see buildings spacing out as a sign of low population, but...that's less cover for him! he has to keep his eyes on the prize - namely, his dog banking out of the field and toward the dim glow of an incoming lantern. this emboldens him to whirl around and fire a few wild laser potshots before hopping the other side of the fence and veering down the street after Magnet.
with the lantern in sight, Manabu drops to a trot to turn back around and take a couple more precise shots, aiming for shoulders, for legs...]
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You cannot stop me!
[Keith's speed was unrelenting, and he kept up the full charge. When he saw the weapon aimed at him, he attempted to switch from being covered in flames to having icy armor. But ice doesn't work well against lasers, and it burned a hole through the armor enough that Keith actually yelped and stopped advancing for the moment, changing his tactic from a full charge to something more serpentine in approach. He zig-zagged his way closer, making himself harder to hit. And then the Evil, fully aware of Keith's powers, tapped into something Keith hadn't learned he could do, yet.
He crackled with electricity for a mere second before shooting bolts at Manabu.
There was still some distance between them, though. If Manabu were to run, he'd make the lamp before Keith...]
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...wait. that voice...is he crazy, or is there something familiar about--
NOPE NEVER MIND THINK ABOUT IT LATER. Magnet's sharp, urgent barking, coupled with Keith's supernatural speed jolts Manabu out of the shock of the voice; he chances a couple more shots before giving that up, turning and racing for the lamp.
anywhere but here is good, he's thinking, but that's likely not going to get him anywhere at all. so where--]
Willful Machine! [sure! that one! he shouts it just as he makes a leaping dive and catch the lamppost by the hand and hug close to it, bracing himself for any parting-gift swipes before the fog can fully envelop and spirit him a way.]
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For a moment, he thought he had him... his quarry had fallen, curling up in a ball on the ground. He reeled back, ready to throw a long javelin-like icicle... the fog began to gather, and Keith had a feeling as to what that meant. He snarled in anger. No! No! He couldn't let him get away! He flung the ice at the last possible second...
He'd never know if it actually made contact. He roared in frustration as Manabu disappeared.]