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selfpreservationist) wrote2019-12-28 12:33 am
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Test drive vroom vroom
You know how it goes. Pick a scenario, reply to the post with the number in the subject line. Ping me at
One. There you are, minding your own business, taking a nice stroll through town, when something catches your eye. At first, nothing seems unusual about him; he's just sitting on a park bench reading a book. The goth look is a little distinct, but other than that there's--oh it's the giant griffin sitting on his shoulder, that's the bit that probably has people staring at him. Well, he doesn't look too bothered about it, at least?
Two. A dark alley, a wrong turn. You can retrace the steps all you want but regardless, you've ended up cornered by a pack of nasty-looking demons, all weird fuzzy pincers and sticky tentacles. There's no way out. Just as you're contemplating your options, a figure appears in the distance. Are they friend or foe?
Three. Distantly, you hear the sound of someone wheezing and gasping for air. Leaning up against the side of a nearby building by the dumpsters is a pale-looking man collapsed on the ground, one hand clutching his cane and the other his chest. He, uh. He doesn't look too good...
Four. You know that scene in Ouran where Haruhi takes Kyouya to get a cheeseburger and he doesn't know what to do with it, this is basically the dirty hobo version of that
Five. Catch-all! YOU WRITE ME A PROMPT FOR A CHANGE.
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[Fortuna went through some hard times after The Incident. Y'know, with half the city destroyed, tons of people dead and missing, all order breaking down in the now ironically named Order of the Sword. Kyrie had become a beacon of compassion and shelter for people, and by extension, Nero too. Though in a more background role to feeding and tending to the whole community.
There were always people to help, messes to clean up, even now - years after. So when he hears the sound of someone struggling, his instinct is to rush to their aid. Hopefully they wouldn't be too put off by a demonic right hand?]
Hey! You all right?
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and stops at the last second.]
... I've been better.
[finding that a little hard to believe, no offense or anything murmurs the voice of griffon in his head]
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No kidding. Here-- let's get you on your feet.
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Thank you.
[he does mean it, even though he's now staring openly at nero's devil arm]
I'm afraid I have little to give you in return.
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Yeah, I can tell. No offense.
[But the staring doesn't escape Nero's notice. The people of Fortuna gave him looks for it, even years after The Incident, so he's pretty attuned to the attention his Devil Bringer gets. It tingles in the back of his head, almost confused by the man's presence. It doesn't sense demons, but at the same time, it does??]
...Take a picture, it'll last longer.
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How did you come by such a thing?
[he nods at nero's arm. v's hair, currently a pale white, is starting to darken]
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Why, lookin' to get one yourself?
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No. It's... one of a kind, after all. I would just be wielding an imitation.
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Riiight. Well, I couldn't tell you how I got it if I tried. Just happened one day.
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[v has to practically force his eyes off of nero's arm, his own hand tingling]
And you know nothing of its former owner?
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You implyin' you know more?
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[v tests his weight on his cane and hobbles a little, but manages to keep himself upright as he starts to slowly walk out of the alley]
It's just a curious thing to come by.
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[Nero watches him go for a few steps, before his conscience catches up with him - he oughta at least make sure this cryptic weirdo could actually make it to wherever he was going. The guy was unsteady as shit.]
Hey, wait-- where are you going, anyway?
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... to eat. Do you happen to know of a place to do so?
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Luckily for you, I was headed there myself.
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Soo, what brings you to Fortuna?
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A wrong turn. I was looking for something... but it seems it's no longer here.
[despite leaning on his cane, v twirls it a couple times while walking]
What brings you to a place like this?
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Well, it wasn't exactly by choice, lemme tell you that.
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[Nero raises a brow, waiting for elaboration. Somehow the mystery goth in an alley could pick up that he'd never fit in here?]
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You don't seem like the others who live here. For one, you stopped to help me.
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Oh. Well, people 'round here tend t'be pretty wary of strangers.
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Look who's talking.
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