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Entry tags:
[August Catch-All + Backdated July Events]
Who: Dara & you
Where: Around Aldrip and its forest areas. Chainsaw massacre apartment complex for Gnosia event.
What: Backdated July event prompts-- AU with Dara turning into her ORIGINAL HUMAN SELF & Dara eating people cuz gnosia afflicted
Warnings: assume likely violence, body horror, & death
AUGUST
August 1st-5th
[Dara can be found walking around different stores around in her human disguise. Seriously, any store will do because she's desperate. So desperate, in fact, that she'll eventually engage anyone she walks past enough times to ask a question:]
What do guys like for presents? [TRYING TO BE A GOOD GIRLFRIEND OK. Sure, she could get Shinjiro cooking related equipment, but that also doesn't feel right to her. How is this unexpectedly challenging?!]
{More August prompts will be added once more details drop.}
BACKDATED JULY
AU Event - Koharu
1. Network: Video @ Dara
[The person behind the screen is Dara... except not. The most obvious clue are the missing slits that run through the middle of the god's cheeks. And, oddly enough, this "Dara" somehow looks both livelier and more aloof than usual. Throughout the time she talks, her gaze never reaches the camera while keeping her head tilted slightly downward:]
If what I learned is correct, then perhaps my words can reach you still...Tsubaki-oneesan. If you are there, please forgive me-- my ignorance must have led me into this illusion. I cannot find the end of it, and I've lost the beginning. Please take pity on your foolish sister and guide me home.
[Excessively polite. The camera jostles, showing a glimpse of Dara's lookalike begins prostrating herself on the forest floor until the angle only shows the canopy of tree branches overhead.]
2. Survivor - Forest Edition
[During the next day or so after her arrival, the priestess has decided to spend most of her time in the forest. It was where she woke up, so it's the place that deserves the most investigation. Besides, interacting with any of the city natives makes her skin crawl. To her spiritual senses, they resonate like empty husks that act far too human. It's disturbing.
The kosode and hakama's colors may stand out against the forest greenery, but somehow "Dara" manages to stay hidden for the most part. She has lived in the mountains, after all, so she knows how to stay out of sight and survive in the wilderness. However, she is still human. Someone could easily catch her snoozing up in a tree, scarred hands gripping her katana in a way that would make it easy to unsheathe if awoken to danger. Unlike a god, she also needs to eat; the priestess can be found occasionally wading into a river in only her kosode while attempting to catch fish.]
3. City Girl
[When "Dara" does visit the city, she can typically be found people-watching on a park bench. Any other Choosen who passes by receive a confused stare, although she's quick to turn her gaze downward if their eyes lock onto hers. Of course, for someone who isa giant nerd desperate for answers, she can also be encountered at the library with the table before her piled high with books. The poor priestess looks like she's going through the worst headache with how intensely her brow is furrowed while she flips through pages upon pages.]
Gnosia Event
Day 3
[Dara has been making herself scarce for the most-part...other than going the extra mile of consuming any corpses left behind by other Gnosia-infected. This is her way of desperately hanging onto her humanity, lest the true Yamatagi Madara attempt to interfere again.
It's quite unlucky for her when she wakes up in the square with the collective Chosen-- she's not exactly sure when she lost consciousness, but at least she's quick to shapeshift into her human disguise before most others can wake. At least having legs made out of braided snake tails is less obvious than a giant one? In any case, the curse god scowls to herself and crosses her arms in a way that she can hide her hands in the yukata's sleeves. Some sort of messed up questionnaire, huh?]
...I get the short end of the stick from the get-go. Great. [Dara waves her hand dismissively at the person across from her:] Obviously I'm not "human"-- I'm a curse god. Different from this Gnosia thing, but whatever. It's your responsibility to give me whatever label you want, I guess. Anyways...
The only times I enjoy it are when I deem that the other person deserves it. Or if they pissed me off. Otherwise, I don't really care. [Question #1: GREEN.]
...When I was alive, my twin sister betrayed me by having my limbs cut off. [Question #2: GREEN.]
...Failing my duty. [Question #3: GREEN.]
...I'm a god. Of course I've killed people. [Rolling her eyes at this one. Questions #4: GREEN.]
...This one... [Dara clicks her tongue at the fifth and is quiet for an uncomfortable amount of time before muttering:] Nothing. Happiness was never my goal after becoming a god.
[GREEN! Looks like Dara's given a break for her partner to answer the first five of their questions now.]
MISC
Since this is a catch-all, feel free to throw down starters or PM for plotting purposes.
Where: Around Aldrip and its forest areas. Chainsaw massacre apartment complex for Gnosia event.
What: Backdated July event prompts-- AU with Dara turning into her ORIGINAL HUMAN SELF & Dara eating people cuz gnosia afflicted
Warnings: assume likely violence, body horror, & death
AUGUST
August 1st-5th
[Dara can be found walking around different stores around in her human disguise. Seriously, any store will do because she's desperate. So desperate, in fact, that she'll eventually engage anyone she walks past enough times to ask a question:]
What do guys like for presents? [TRYING TO BE A GOOD GIRLFRIEND OK. Sure, she could get Shinjiro cooking related equipment, but that also doesn't feel right to her. How is this unexpectedly challenging?!]
{More August prompts will be added once more details drop.}
BACKDATED JULY
AU Event - Koharu
1. Network: Video @ Dara
[The person behind the screen is Dara... except not. The most obvious clue are the missing slits that run through the middle of the god's cheeks. And, oddly enough, this "Dara" somehow looks both livelier and more aloof than usual. Throughout the time she talks, her gaze never reaches the camera while keeping her head tilted slightly downward:]
If what I learned is correct, then perhaps my words can reach you still...Tsubaki-oneesan. If you are there, please forgive me-- my ignorance must have led me into this illusion. I cannot find the end of it, and I've lost the beginning. Please take pity on your foolish sister and guide me home.
[Excessively polite. The camera jostles, showing a glimpse of Dara's lookalike begins prostrating herself on the forest floor until the angle only shows the canopy of tree branches overhead.]
2. Survivor - Forest Edition
[During the next day or so after her arrival, the priestess has decided to spend most of her time in the forest. It was where she woke up, so it's the place that deserves the most investigation. Besides, interacting with any of the city natives makes her skin crawl. To her spiritual senses, they resonate like empty husks that act far too human. It's disturbing.
The kosode and hakama's colors may stand out against the forest greenery, but somehow "Dara" manages to stay hidden for the most part. She has lived in the mountains, after all, so she knows how to stay out of sight and survive in the wilderness. However, she is still human. Someone could easily catch her snoozing up in a tree, scarred hands gripping her katana in a way that would make it easy to unsheathe if awoken to danger. Unlike a god, she also needs to eat; the priestess can be found occasionally wading into a river in only her kosode while attempting to catch fish.]
3. City Girl
[When "Dara" does visit the city, she can typically be found people-watching on a park bench. Any other Choosen who passes by receive a confused stare, although she's quick to turn her gaze downward if their eyes lock onto hers. Of course, for someone who is
Gnosia Event
Day 3
[Dara has been making herself scarce for the most-part...other than going the extra mile of consuming any corpses left behind by other Gnosia-infected. This is her way of desperately hanging onto her humanity, lest the true Yamatagi Madara attempt to interfere again.
It's quite unlucky for her when she wakes up in the square with the collective Chosen-- she's not exactly sure when she lost consciousness, but at least she's quick to shapeshift into her human disguise before most others can wake. At least having legs made out of braided snake tails is less obvious than a giant one? In any case, the curse god scowls to herself and crosses her arms in a way that she can hide her hands in the yukata's sleeves. Some sort of messed up questionnaire, huh?]
...I get the short end of the stick from the get-go. Great. [Dara waves her hand dismissively at the person across from her:] Obviously I'm not "human"-- I'm a curse god. Different from this Gnosia thing, but whatever. It's your responsibility to give me whatever label you want, I guess. Anyways...
The only times I enjoy it are when I deem that the other person deserves it. Or if they pissed me off. Otherwise, I don't really care. [Question #1: GREEN.]
...When I was alive, my twin sister betrayed me by having my limbs cut off. [Question #2: GREEN.]
...Failing my duty. [Question #3: GREEN.]
...I'm a god. Of course I've killed people. [Rolling her eyes at this one. Questions #4: GREEN.]
...This one... [Dara clicks her tongue at the fifth and is quiet for an uncomfortable amount of time before muttering:] Nothing. Happiness was never my goal after becoming a god.
[GREEN! Looks like Dara's given a break for her partner to answer the first five of their questions now.]
MISC
Since this is a catch-all, feel free to throw down starters or PM for plotting purposes.
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The burns he catches more glances of that are so much like the ones she's painted more carefully onto him.
His eyes linger on the glances of them on her arms as she climbs up and jumps back, but he does nod at her offer of protection. He doesn't have a physical weapon right now, so it's not a bad call on her part.]
...I appreciate it. Sometimes there's some beasts in the woods, and I don't always walk around with weapons. Still, we can try to avoid them. I'll lead?
[And with that he starts walking, and he'll even let his curiosity settle for a minute or two before asking:]
Those burns on you-- are they seals? [Dara doesn't have them. He'd have noticed. But- Kisuno? Human-Dara. Her. She does. It's... interesting.]
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[Oh good, she somehow didn't manage to offend him. It's a bit surprising to not be told off for making assumptions but...it's nice. In a way. Strange but nice. Does that mean Shinjiro is overly kind or a strange person? Probably best not to think too hard on it.
As for his offer to lead the way, Koharu nods in return with a trace of a smile. It disappears as quickly as it arrived as they begin the journey back, following diagonally behind him. The priestess remains silent but vigilant in the meanwhile-- another usual behavior on her part. Keep quiet, don't cause trouble.
But it's hard that question thrown her way.]
Eh?
[The most common, expected reaction to anyone seeing her scars is to move away in disgust or belittle her for them. Even if they are marks of her hard work, Koharu's movement stutters. Suddenly tugging at her sleeves, attempting to cover them up...Yet, she stops after a few seconds. He understands the gist of the marks. That's unusual.]
No-- er, not seals. They're spells that I've used to vanquish evil spirits. It's faster to use the body, but the price is evident when the fight is over. [It's safe to assume he must have some experience with magic, so she's curious too. ] How do you know about seals?
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Ah, but then she asks that... He's quiet for a few moments as they walk, as though weighing what to share. He doesn't want to lie to her-- but he also doesn't want to cause her any distress or feelings of obligation to him. Carefully, he starts:]
That's... how I met Dara. She helped me seal a type of spirit. [Close enough? Vague enough? He pulls up a hand to the collar of his shirt and pulls it down, the neck stretching just enough to show some of the thick, scarred, tattoo-esque burns that begin near his left clavicle and drape down across his chest.]
They look like mine, so... I thought I'd ask.
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[It's a bit sudden for him to be revealing those scars, but at the same time Koharu remains curious. She has taken on a healer role in the past with what little medicine she knew, so having someone present an injury is a typical experience. Besides, it's rare for seals to be purposely made on the body unless it's a last resort. The fact that Shinjiro seems fine and is moving around is odd too.]
A spirit sealed inside you?
[Sorry, she's going to take a closer peak while she tries to decipher the few components she can get a glimpse of. It's strange, though. Despite the lines being faded or partially healed over, it feels familiar. Like she's seen this writing somewhere before. But where...? Her teacher's? No, definitely not. It's not elegant enough to be her sister's. At the same time, this seal definitely has parts that could be considered dark magic. Shinjiro must have been really desperate to go this far.]
That priestess...is she missing? And did she tell you how the seal works?[
This Dara person is pretty sus!Koharu frowns to herself before taking a step back out of his personal space.]If you don't mind, I'd like to look at it in full. There's something about it that bothers me.
[Of course there's the unsaid "whenever or wherever you're most comfortable".]
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Yeah, you can see it. [And he'll go ahead and reach for the bottom of the shirt hem. might as well just pull it off here?] Here's better than the middle of town.
She's... [He trails off, considering how to present it, as he starts pulling off his shirt.] People kind of come and go here. Sometimes they come back. So I don't think she's available right now.
Sorry if this is a lot all at once.
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[Yes, that sounds pretty bad!!! Koharu attempts to keep her expression neutral, but there's some shock leaking through. Did he make a spiritual contract? Was he from a cursed bloodline?! Now she definitely needs to see those markings.
There's no particular reaction from her aside from readiness to scrutinize and diagnose...at first. As the seconds tick by and Shinjiro's words fly over her head, the priestess' expression grows more and more concerned while looking over his scars. Her voice suddenly becomes firm, authoritative, unlike the humbled stutters from before:]
This seal should not have been placed on you. You should not be alive with this sort of binding formation. And to have it repeated?! How are you--?
[Koharu breaks the personal bubble with swift steps, and her hands clamp down on his shoulders while she zeroes in on the components along the edge of a more recent scar.
Her face turns pale.]
...Why...is my-- no, that can't be right...
[The priestess looks up to catch Shinjiro's gaze.]
That person...does she know me?
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I guess it's kinda weird because of how spirit stuff works different here and between out worlds, but--
[Oh, she is grabbing him, and not in the way he is used to. His back straightens slightly, and he can't help nit watch her eyes-- the way they dart, clearly reading, clearly lingering on finding patterns and realizations coming together. Out of habit, his own elbows bend and allow his hands to rest at her arms, though far more gently than her tight hold.
He doesn't shy away from her eye contact, at least. Meeting her eyes is something he's always been unfraid of.]
Yeah. She does. But I don't think you know her yet: Time works weird here. People from the same place can be from way different times.
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[Despite her worries, Shinjiro may feel a slight jolt at the end of his words as Koharu's brain suddenly snags on something-- mainly...uhh...his hands. Are touching her. This is weird. This is not something a patient would do. HOLD ON, this would actually look rather intimate if someone were looking! THERE IS A LOT OF DIRECT EYE-CONTACT HAPPENING HERE!!! This must be her fault somehow. He's probably trying to keep her at arms length, that must be it!!!
The priestess' face does a complete 180°: cheeks turning bright pink and gaze beginning to dart every which way. Her hold on him loosens considerably until both hands fully retreat.]
O-oh, I guess that makes sense... [ACTUALLY NO NOT REALLY.] Then I'll er look forward to meeting her.
[Not sure about that one either. Taking a step back has helped tame the immediate fluster, allowing the
nerdyworried side of her to return and eye the sigil again.]...Shijiro-san...Are you fine with the outcome of that seal?
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...Had he even asked about that, when he'd had it done? He'd been desperate when he'd arrived here, and kind of fucked up after suddenly waking up from his death and having to deal with things again. He hadn't really cared about much aside from it working, keeping Castor under lock and key, and not having to worry about losing it again with his dwindling supply of pills. Hell, it was almost a year ago. He Dara chiding him for not valuing his life more, but...
Finally, in response to her, he shrugs.]
I figured it didn't really matter, as long as it kept things under control. So.... yeah. Whatever happens, at least no one's been in danger cause've me.
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...I see. I can respect that sort of determination.
[It's not her place to judge his decision, but she can understand. Wanting to keep the peace for others-- the villagers she cares for, specifically. For all the care that they've shown her in return. A nostalgic smile sets in as she nods at Shinjiro.]
I think I would feel the same way if I was in your position.
[How odd that they've met in a way when there are so many connections between them. It's...kind of nice, actually! An odd experience, but nice.]
If you are in need of anything, please let me know. I can't imagine it would be easy on the body when the soul is being tampered with.
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Mic drop?]