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maskormenacelogs2016-09-08 04:18 am
waywarddreams) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-09-08 04:18 am
Open to all
WHO: Genji, anyone and everyone!
WHERE: Anywhere is fine.
WHEN: Across September.
WHAT: Prompts below the cut plus wildcard- come and play!
WARNINGS: None so far.
[ a ] Nightly disturbance!
[ It is absolutely the dead of night; there are barely any cars around, the streetlamps are throwing shadows around against the walls of wherever you are and not a single breeze stirs. You’re probably avoiding alleys that are pitch black, tucked away from the main-street illumination, and that’s probably a good thing; though a paradise was promised here, anything could happen. This night however, as you’re going about your merry way, it’s a little too quiet.
That is, until, you hear a crashing off to your side.
In an instant there is a flash of black and green and white-- and leaping from all fours like a startled animal there is a cyborg coming at you. If you are strong or big, then Genji crashes into you and promptly bounces off you. It probably smarts a little- he’s only one hundred and forty pounds of metal, but the force of the impact isn’t enough to budge you. However, if you’re a little more on the small side, you’re going to be barreled straight off of your feet to go tumbling clumsily into the middle of an empty road.
In either case… what the Hell? ]
[ b ] Shameful attire.
[ ~When you’re a 5ft 5 walking suit of armor it was hard to fit in. Really hard. Perhaps you’re just chilling around, shopping, going for a stroll when you spot something… weird.
… He’s standing there in a kitty cat hoodie with the hood pulled waaaay over his visor, only really showing the bottom half of his jaw; there are large cat ears atop it and a cute ‘:3’ face (with giant anime sparkly eyes!) and it has very long sleeves that almost completely covers his hands to the point where you can only spy his fingers. You can only just tell from the angle that it even has a sweet lil’ tail on it. On his bottom half he’s wearing extremely baggy pants with shoes that are actually fuzzy black slippers, but with what he was wearing up top, it matches. He has a good reason (he thinks) for the kitty hoody. The points of his helm always made normal hoodies look like he had ears under the hood; now, with the cat ears there…? They looked perfectly perked and not out of place!
… Except for the fact that the reaaaally stand-outy nature of the cat hoody was out of place in general. The suspicious part is that he is standing perfectly still at a street corner, entirely unmoving. People are quite obviously avoiding the cat-man-- they are giving him a wide margin, staring at him, across the street rubber-necking at him and someone, you see, even stops to wave a hand in front of the figures face. Nothing.
His reasoning was stupid. The clothes are stupid. Back in Hanamura, Japan, both girls and guys got away with this kind of attire and no-one cared but this was America-- It's evident something is wrong seeing as he has been there for around fifteen minutes now, with all of those minutes being spent as a living statue. He is essentially… completely phased out. Help would be appreciated with this fashion disaster.
His reasons for zoning out and standing there are very much akin to stage fright. ]
[ c ] Wildcard!
[ Write your own prompt! I don’t mind the subject, but if you wanna’ get into specifics feel free to PM me on this account! ]
WHERE: Anywhere is fine.
WHEN: Across September.
WHAT: Prompts below the cut plus wildcard- come and play!
WARNINGS: None so far.
[ a ] Nightly disturbance!
[ It is absolutely the dead of night; there are barely any cars around, the streetlamps are throwing shadows around against the walls of wherever you are and not a single breeze stirs. You’re probably avoiding alleys that are pitch black, tucked away from the main-street illumination, and that’s probably a good thing; though a paradise was promised here, anything could happen. This night however, as you’re going about your merry way, it’s a little too quiet.
That is, until, you hear a crashing off to your side.
In an instant there is a flash of black and green and white-- and leaping from all fours like a startled animal there is a cyborg coming at you. If you are strong or big, then Genji crashes into you and promptly bounces off you. It probably smarts a little- he’s only one hundred and forty pounds of metal, but the force of the impact isn’t enough to budge you. However, if you’re a little more on the small side, you’re going to be barreled straight off of your feet to go tumbling clumsily into the middle of an empty road.
In either case… what the Hell? ]
[ b ] Shameful attire.
[ ~When you’re a 5ft 5 walking suit of armor it was hard to fit in. Really hard. Perhaps you’re just chilling around, shopping, going for a stroll when you spot something… weird.
… He’s standing there in a kitty cat hoodie with the hood pulled waaaay over his visor, only really showing the bottom half of his jaw; there are large cat ears atop it and a cute ‘:3’ face (with giant anime sparkly eyes!) and it has very long sleeves that almost completely covers his hands to the point where you can only spy his fingers. You can only just tell from the angle that it even has a sweet lil’ tail on it. On his bottom half he’s wearing extremely baggy pants with shoes that are actually fuzzy black slippers, but with what he was wearing up top, it matches. He has a good reason (he thinks) for the kitty hoody. The points of his helm always made normal hoodies look like he had ears under the hood; now, with the cat ears there…? They looked perfectly perked and not out of place!
… Except for the fact that the reaaaally stand-outy nature of the cat hoody was out of place in general. The suspicious part is that he is standing perfectly still at a street corner, entirely unmoving. People are quite obviously avoiding the cat-man-- they are giving him a wide margin, staring at him, across the street rubber-necking at him and someone, you see, even stops to wave a hand in front of the figures face. Nothing.
His reasoning was stupid. The clothes are stupid. Back in Hanamura, Japan, both girls and guys got away with this kind of attire and no-one cared but this was America-- It's evident something is wrong seeing as he has been there for around fifteen minutes now, with all of those minutes being spent as a living statue. He is essentially… completely phased out. Help would be appreciated with this fashion disaster.
His reasons for zoning out and standing there are very much akin to stage fright. ]
[ c ] Wildcard!
[ Write your own prompt! I don’t mind the subject, but if you wanna’ get into specifics feel free to PM me on this account! ]
A
[Although it had been a little while since this had last happened to him, Ryoga was still quick to categorize whoever had just bounced off of him as some sort of (probably) ninja. He fell into a combat stance at once, mentally taking inventory of his things in case this guy had just swiped something from him. NINJAS DID THAT.]
So it's a fight you want, is it? Well, I'm ready!
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[ She is indeed thoroughly bonked, but snaps her fingers quickly enough for a burst of glowy vines to catch her before she tumbles into oncoming traffic ]
Re: A
E-Excuse me, I'm so sorry! [ A very Japanese bow, very graceful and elegant. This was just a kid. There is no way in God's green Earth he'd fight him. ]
It might sound foolish... but I was chased by a devil dog. Hence the fleeing...
[ What. ]
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I-I apologize greatly! Please, get out of here! [ He draws his sword with a look to where he had sprang from, where the shadows of the alley way made it impossible to see down... ]
There's a monster down there.
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[ immediately on the alert, and not just for junk food, Ryoga took the umbrella from its customary place tied to his pack. What was he going to do with that.]
Well then, my duty is clear. Stand aside, and I will vanquish this calamitous canine myself!
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A-Ah, child, [ Because he didn't know what other words to call the other in English, ] please... don't! I cannot allow you to get hurt! I will have to deal with it... somehow...
[ Cue the appearance of him unsheathing a long curved katana-like sword from its hilt, its pattern green and white in jagged pattern along the blades flat. It was pretty cool except for the fact that his hands were trembling a little. He's a little shocked actually- this kid was braver than him?!
He doesn't actually move he just stands there looking at the alley. Nice. ]
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[Ryoga leaned the tip of his umbrella against the ground, looking toward the alley in a polite attempt at waiting for the devil dog to make its appearance. He couldn't very well ruin its entrance after all this setup, could he?
And besides, if this ninja failed, he could always step up and beat it up himself.]
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Its just a normal dog. Literally just a large slobbering dog with a mean look in its eyes, growling softly as it slowly inches towards the light. It looks pretty old and is grey in the face, snaggle-toothed and saggy. Immediately, Genji begins fretting. He knows he can't slice a dog into pieces but the dog was violent and had chased him and what was a fighter to do?! ]
K-Kuso, I thought it was afraid of the light!
[ .............. This grown ass ninja guy legitimately thought not only that this dog was a serious threat but that it wouldn't walk into the street light. What. ]
Stay back... or I'll cut you!
[ The dog growls at Ryoga and Genji with its ears pressed against its head. Seems like it doesn't like being threatened with dismemberment! ]