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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.

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 Evil certainly had picked a good target for wanting to create chaos and commit crimes around Trench. Keith was highly susceptible to it's power and easily fell under it's control. He stalked through town to various places, the burn scar on his cheek looking more like a fresh injury, and just wreaked havoc anywhere he went. Breaking things, stealing things, getting into fights with others, generally being a big jerk to anyone unlucky enough to cross his path.

By now, his hair was a deep shade of violet and shaggier looking than usual, and his eyes had taken on a somewhat cat-like appearance with a faint yellow glow. His fingernails, having morphed into claws, poked through the fingertips of his gloves, and he walked slightly hunched, like he was a feral animal on alert for attack. Anyone who tried to stop him from acting on his impulses was met with a snarl and a baring of his fangs. If they backed off, he might leave them alone, but there was just as likely a chance he'd attack anyway. But, if anyone continued to bar him from his goal, he would most definitely fight them.]

[She'd caught up with him.

It was inevitable she would. Each time Keith had done something 'wrong', Natives would shake their heads and mutter that The Reckoning was near. At some point, The Evil's hold had wavered, and Keith found himself at the beach, a strong sense of self-loathing falling over him. He stared at the water, and, for just a moment, it looked as if he would just surrender himself to the waves.

But she came.

It was intended to be swift. His rap sheet was too long anyway now. He'd hurt people in all kinds of ways. The loathing he felt was part of it, maybe... but he didn't want to fight her. He was on his knees in the black sand, head bowed, looking defeated. She raised her massive sword...]

Edited 2022-07-24 07:36 (UTC)

[The first few days were hazy. There was a sense of breaking free from something, then being in water. It was hard to figure out what the world was around him. The red and purple squid would sometimes leap from the water, flopping on the rocks of the garden around him, not realizing what exactly he'd done. Why wasn't the water bigger? Why did he feel this need to fly? Something kept drawing him out, compelling him to be out of the water. Eventually, thought became clearer, and, as that began to happen, the squid began to change. Slowly. Each time he flopped out of the water, there was something else about him that looked... less squid... more like Keith. Until one day Keith was laying there on the ground, stark naked, wondering what the hell had just happened.

He mostly looked like himself. A few lingering shiny spots from squid-dom that hadn't quite faded. There was a new scar where The Reckoning had taken her kill. At his left temple, a thin, barely visible streak of white hair... with a subtle violet tint. Most of the time, it could be hidden if his hair hung the right way, but, when pushed back, it was visible in stark contrast to his normal black hair color.

Once up and around, he was quiet, quieter than usual, and insisting on staying put inside the house. The Evil had left him for now, but he was afraid it would come back again, afraid that he would become a target for The Reckoning again. Also, the knowledge of Shiro's beasthood, that Lance had also died that day on the beach, it was hitting him hard. He'd dragged his team down with him. His friend. His brother. And it was all on him...]

Edited 2022-07-24 08:17 (UTC)

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July 1 - 9

July 10 - Closed to Lance & Sasuke, possibly Sakura later, Death

July 11 - 17, Squid Time, Recovery, Gradual loss of squid-ness