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sticksandbones2024-09-16 03:23 pm
purevanillacookie) wrote in sticksandbones2024-09-16 03:23 pm
Entry tags:
- !npc: beiwe,
- arknights: mizuki,
- cookie run: dark cacao cookie,
- cookie run: pure vanilla cookie,
- cookie run: timekeeper cookie,
- cookie run: white lily cookie,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- gravity falls: stanford pines,
- guilty gear: a.b.a,
- in stars and time: loop,
- in stars and time: siffrin,
- re:creators: mamika kirameki,
- the world ends with you: joshua,
- twisted wonderland: jade leech
☀︎ it's a bright beautiful day to talk to a goddess ☀︎
Who: Sunyonce + everyone I dunno man
What: Sun Seance to talk to Beiwe
When: mumble mumble warm day high noon yeehaw
Where: Grove, safer
Warnings: None right now but if they come up-
[ A few hours before the sun rises to it's fullest at noon, on a day in September before the Monsters Truly Come Calling But There Might Be a Faerie Or Two when it's particularly warm, Pure Vanilla will write a post. It's quick, and to the point. ]
I believe today would be our best bet at contacting Lady Beiwe. Considering the current state of her Church and it's defilement, I feel holding it in the Grove by her statue will be the best course of action. Of course, I am open to alternatives!
[ But really, unlike the giant statue for Ourania, there is nothing else yet for Beiwe. So anyone glancing out their windows will see Pure Vanilla dutifully drawing a large magic circle with radiating lines and symbols and a spot in the middle, in the dirt. He even moves Beiwe's statue to the middle (minotaur strength, yay!) and Ouraina's statue to a spot in one of the Cardinal Directions that symbolize the moon. A place of honor. There are places left open for others to add their own symbols, their own lines, and being as how it's in the dirt, it's easily changeable as more people show up. Add your magic knowledge or find a spot to sit inside the circle if you desire to speak to Biewe.
Or make garlands of her flowers, or make Sunny D or... something. They're winging it. ]
(( like the moon seance this will mostly be a mingle until the mods come in with whether we succeed, blow up, or set the entire place on fire flamebringer. ))
What: Sun Seance to talk to Beiwe
When: mumble mumble warm day high noon yeehaw
Where: Grove, safer
Warnings: None right now but if they come up-
[ A few hours before the sun rises to it's fullest at noon, on a day in September before the Monsters Truly Come Calling But There Might Be a Faerie Or Two when it's particularly warm, Pure Vanilla will write a post. It's quick, and to the point. ]
I believe today would be our best bet at contacting Lady Beiwe. Considering the current state of her Church and it's defilement, I feel holding it in the Grove by her statue will be the best course of action. Of course, I am open to alternatives!
[ But really, unlike the giant statue for Ourania, there is nothing else yet for Beiwe. So anyone glancing out their windows will see Pure Vanilla dutifully drawing a large magic circle with radiating lines and symbols and a spot in the middle, in the dirt. He even moves Beiwe's statue to the middle (minotaur strength, yay!) and Ouraina's statue to a spot in one of the Cardinal Directions that symbolize the moon. A place of honor. There are places left open for others to add their own symbols, their own lines, and being as how it's in the dirt, it's easily changeable as more people show up. Add your magic knowledge or find a spot to sit inside the circle if you desire to speak to Biewe.
Or make garlands of her flowers, or make Sunny D or... something. They're winging it. ]
(( like the moon seance this will mostly be a mingle until the mods come in with whether we succeed, blow up, or set the entire place on fire flamebringer. ))
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["Sweetie?"]
Nngh... [She huffs, signaling the end of her little tantrum.] I am...open to suggestions...
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Would you care to spar?
[ Listen, he's a Minotaur. He has shields and healing. Hopefully that all works here.
He is not quite the pushover others may think. ]
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She likes odd.
But as much as she'd like to see what he can do...]
I'm without a weapon... Paracelsus... Paracelsus is the key...
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I would never suggest a replacement, so perhaps a simple grappling will suffice?
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I must warn you, as a homunculus, my capabilities far surpass that of the average human.
[Do they even have permission to do this??? Does she even care??]
But something tells me...yours do, too...
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Please excuse us, my Lady.
[ He will trot after ABA so they can find a little spot to wrestle without disturbing anyone elses food time. ]
Being a Minotaur affords me no small amount of physical strength, despite my appearance.
[ They both look like stiff breezes could sweep them off their feet, frankly. ]
On top of that, I am able to shield us both, so there is no worry about injury! Please, put as much power into your attacks as you feel you need!
[ And a little tap of Staff against the floor to cast small shields on them both. It'll feel like a nice little warm second skin to ABA. ]
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Instead, she wastes no time, waits for no signal. She's like a wild animal the way she moves. The only positive she has to Paracelsus not being here is the fact that he no longer weighs her down. That body of hers that looks like it can be swept by a swift breeze moves just as fast, if not faster, than you can imagine.
She uses that speed to immediately close in on Pure Vanilla, going in for the grab so she can just throw him across the room. Despite how utterly light she looks, should she be successful, he'll find she somehow has the strength to do just that.
Alright, Peepaw, let's rock.]
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He wasn't expecting her to be so fast or so sudden, and that's on him, honestly. She IS feral. She'll find she has no problem zipping in, grabbing him (he weighs nothing, frankly), and yeeting him across the room. For her efforts, she'll get a shocked BAAA! from him as he goes flying.
At least he's unharmed when he lands, thank you shield. ]
Oh! Very well...
[ Okay he sees how it's going to be. He scrambles to his feet, sets his Staff aside to a place he can see better, then moves to dig his hooves in to brace himself. Speed is not his strong suit here, there's no use charging at her if she can merely dodge him. He's going to have to prevent her from lifting him, his head lowering a little to line those horns up. ]
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Nngghhh...unforgivable!!!
[No hesitation, no fear, no...concern for her own safety. A.B.A. dashes right for him again specifically to grab his horns. She can't throw him again now that he expects it, but it won't stop her from contesting her strength against his. A...weird way to start wrestling, but that's how she rolls.]
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The shield holds and his horns remain firm under her grip, and he shakes his head to try and force her off balance if she insists on holding them. ]
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Why...why...?! It isn't fair...!! [Her attention back on the minotaur, she can only start to shake his horns as she fights against his tremendous strength. He's impressive, he'll give him that, but it only fuels her rage further.] Why must you look like him...? Why do you get to be here and not him?!
[Shaking harder now as she grits her teeth, stomping her foot impatiently. She'd love to just flip him over, but PV's strength keeps her from doing so.]
Why do YOU get to be surrounded by love while I must stand alone?! I never...wanted to be alone...not again... So WHY?!
[As intense as her pushback appears to be, that grasp, all that shaking, suddenly turns into a tremble, and all of A.B.A.'s emotional dumping seems to backfire as she loses her grip. She finds herself stumbling back, much to her own frustration, and she lets it be known by yelling like an angered animal.]
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Her words hurt, but it's not pain for himself he feels, but pain for her. Her anguish over her lost love tugging at his heart. He understands it, to be torn away from someone you love. He may have gained his back, but only after so many long years apart. So he lets her shake, keeping his core steady as he relaxes to let her move him. Go with the flow, become the water.
Until she's trembling and he finds it easier to push back against her, slide her the few inches he himself lost. Her silence lets him interject now as well, rolling his shoulders and taking a better grip against her. ]
I would never presume to fill a space left in your heart, but you are incorrect in that you are alone, my dear!
[ He twists to the side and pulls, bending himself as he does, hoping to jam his hip into her stomach and flip her over his shoulder. He's not a fighter, but he's not entirely useless in grappling. It... has definitely helped having at least three fighter types around you who demand you learn something. This may go as bad as flipping Callan did, however, as she still has a grip on his horns.... ]