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  1. 4th District, 8:50 PM The hustle and bustle of Neo-Kabukicho was always a pain to feel. He never seemed to be able to hide as well, but he never felt like he had to here, as strange as it seemed. Stratford’s influence didn’t matter here before, it was one of the few places that he felt reasonably safe from the Fount of Civilization, even if it came down to the fact that others could get him. Yet, he didn’t care about that. He had found a cheap room to stay in tonight, it was away from the mess of District 6, and it meant he could take an opportunity to gather his thoughts for real. That sudden hero appearance and her gift of the business card got his attention once more. His fingers plucked the card up from the nightstand he had left it on, giving it another look. The room had a phone, he could dial… And he did. He let it ring for a moment, waiting as the line tried to connect. He knew they were likely closing, probably wouldn’t answer… Sure enough, no response for the night, but that was fine. He turned the card over in his hands, just to have something to do as he sat down on the bed. The sparsely decorated room was perfect for him as he laid out, looking at the card once more... Dr. Hikan Self Image and Loss Counseling “Maybe later.” ___ 1st District, 11:15 AM Tempest had been lingering around the meetup spot for a couple hours now, he had seen one person arrive close to ten, another girl bump into someone, but he was waiting for Elita to show up this time. The favor she asked for wasn't really something he was excited about, but... Maybe it would help make sure no one was thinking about him being that rumored assassin, if he was caught helping people who were trying to find out what was going on. He definitely didn't want that rumor spreading too much, especially not to the point where anyone might actually look at him! Eventually, Elita arrived as well, scoping out the scene as well as she could. He snickered a tiny bit, he knew that look. The look of someone looking for blind spots to sneak in. He jumped down from his perch in an alleyway, a fire escape ladder that he had commandeered for his own comfort. The group had a moment to regroup, and after confirming with Elita that they wouldn't stay much longer than they had to, he set to work. The ruins of the tower had left enough cover for him to pull shadows from, it was just unfortunate that it was nearly noon. The shadows being cast weren't in the perfect spots, but he could see a path to the center of the crater slowly. His hand pulled a few of the shadows towards him, circling around him and Elita as he glanced back to the rest of the group, "We're heading in. This is a stealth mission though, so I can't really hide too many of us." His voice was oddly stern as he spoke up, but the shifty look in his eyes made it clear that he was just as flighty as always. "We go in, we listen, we gather what information we can. If you get caught out of spot, you run. I'll cover you if I can, but if you get too far away..." He didn't go into depth on that, but he didn't have to do that. Elita spoke up before he could. "The police may use force if they find us in there. It would be... Unwise for us to be caught, that is all I will say, but sometimes, a less than legal approach is necessary. I would prefer us to not all go in, so I'll be traveling with Tempest on this mission. I will report back anything of note that we find." Tempest pulled shadows from around them into a small ball, the duo starting to be obscured from the rest of the group as he nodded his head, "You all stay safe too! It's definitely less dangerous for you all, but like... You know, be careful!" He gave them a little finger salute as Elita and him dove underneath the tape, following the shadows into the crater. The shadows would obscure the outside from seeing them directly, but he had to be mindful to make sure he wasn't obscuring anything the people outside should be seeing. He couldn't move as fast as he normally would, but the two of them reached the crumbling remains of Samsura Tower's first floor, the shadow curtain starting to drop around them as they hugged the wall, quietly moving to tail after the police force. Elita quietly whispered to Tempest, his grip on the shadows starting to loosen as they ducked behind a corner of crumbled wall, the shadows positioned to block view of them, "There. Keep a grip on the shadows, we may need them any moment. I will be examining what we can find here as well..."
  2. Tempest let out a tiny breath as he closed his eyes, taking a small glance around the bar as he did. The ongoing discussions were a bit out of his pay grade, he really did not have much to offer for the people who were theorizing on what was going on with the whole affair, and he wasn’t exactly fit to help in reconstruction either, leaving him… Feeling awfully useless at the moment. He rubbed at his cheek for a moment as he pushed himself to stand up, taking a little glance towards the ongoing discussions. The… Interview going on wasn’t something he had anything to add to, he had only seen the most basic, surface level interactions between the tower and the infrastructure that it had been destroying. He made his way out of the bar for a bit of fresh air, considering that he probably shouldn’t have made his way in there in the first place, but a good chance to settle his nerves was needed after everything else. He exited back into the district itself, his hands tucked into his pockets as he glanced back and forth. Ideally he would’ve just gone back to District 13 in hopes of scrounging up somewhere to stay low for a bit. Drawing attention to himself, even in the name of helping people get to safety, probably hadn’t been the brightest idea he had ever really had. His hand pulled out of his pocket, slowly turning a card over in his fingers as he looked down at it for the first time since it had been given to him… Dr. Hikan Self Image and Loss Counseling There was a phone number underneath, one that he would have to try and commit to memory in case the card itself was lost or something. The design of it, the red spider lily motif along with the elderly woman almost turned him off the idea entirely, but he let out a tiny breath as he recalled: Once the dust had settled from the fight with the serpent, the blonde hero was quick to leave. However, on her way out, she landed next to Tempest, holding out a small card to him. "So, uh... Thanks again. I'd do a bit more for you if I had time to collect contact info and stuff, but you did me a solid back there... so if you need to, give this number a call. Just tell them to forward any costs to me!" With a grin, Diana kicked off the ground leaving Tempest in a small cloud of the dust her motions caused. He hadn’t even gotten to respond before she had jumped off. It was a tad frustrating, but at least the card had been… Mostly self-explanatory. “...I don’t need this, do I? It was either do it and maybe live, or don’t and probably die anyway.” His other hand brushed at his cheek lightly as he let out a tiny sigh. He was prepared to just wander off, but the sight of someone starting to sneak their way around the bar. He flinched for a moment, the shadows around him drawing closer as he ducked back into the alley he was lurking in, watching the figure… And then they entered the bar, still looking anxious, afraid. It almost reminded Tempest of his own emotions on certain days. Stuffing the card back into his pocket, he returned to the entrance of the bar, listening as- "For what, exactly?" Sei groaned. "You don't seriously think you did all that, right?" "You don't have to try to make me feel better..." Karna muttered. His hands was still shaking as he took a deep breath. "I always knew this Fount Power was dangerous... I just... never thought..." Tempest let out a tiny cough by the door, "Uh, hey there. I was on the ground, doing a bunch of... Ground control stuff. The tower itself was doing most of the destruction, along with robotic things it brought to life. If she's saying you weren't inside of the tower, and you definitely weren't outside of it, then... I think you can hold off on blaming yourself for this one. It was just a freak... Incident."
  3. Tempest took a deep breath as he let go of the shadows holding one of the now-defunct serpents down, stumbling to a knee as he did. The ongoing chaos and the restraints on the snake’s movement had tired him out, the boy struggling to push himself standing as he stumbled slightly. He glanced up towards the remaining snake that had sprouted wings, the storm of debris rushing towards him being met with the combined efforts of Ibuz's winds and his own shadows rising up in front of them, only to fall almost immediately as the debris was shoved to the sides. He stumbled, taking a few steps as he glanced up at the snake. The others were coming up with ideas, but it was Kiyoko who seemed to have a solid plan. He listened to the brief conversation between the sudden hero and Kiyoko... "Perfectly understandable. Anyone else? I can't write and cash the check, so to speak, and while I've got a backup plan I'd rather it not come to that." He took a breath as he glanced towards the speaker, his brow raising as he thought it over for all of five seconds. His hand clenched as he darted a bit closer to her, raising his hand, “Let’s do it. Better to lose a few years than lose them all, right?” He made his way towards the book, he didn’t like doing this, but he placed his bandaged hand down on it anyway, getting a sense of anxiety as he did. It was probably better, at least he had to hope that his initial assumption was right, “Take it away, just hope it isn’t too painful.” “Oh, I certainly hope it isn’t painful. I’ve never done this before, so I wouldn’t know. Now, just take a deep breath and leave the rest to me.” As Tempest placed his hand on the book, Kiyoko nudged it here and there to get it into just the right position. And then… “♠♣☺‼¶” From within the pages of the book, small, fleshy, finger-like tendrils sprung up, gripping Tempest’s hand to lock it in place. To any onlookers, however, it would just look as if he was incredibly good at keeping his hand in that one spot. Then, from beneath the boy’s palm, a pair of jaws unhinged, clamping themselves around the hand and giving the feeling of sucking something out of him, though calling it a feeling was the best he’d be able to manage. After a brief moment, the tendrils and teeth retracted, and Tempest’s hand looked none the worse for wear. “And there we have it,” Kiyoko smiled. “Quick and relatively painless, like getting a shot.” Tempest drew his hand back once that sensation finally ended, a little mumble escaping him as he brought his hand up. He didn't know how to describe that, it was uncomfortable at the very least, and he was glad that it was over. He unwrapped the bandages around it to get a better look at it, flexing his fingers as he did, “...Seems fine, I can use them alright. That’s all that matters right now, you got what you need to take care of the snake?” “Absolutely. Observe.” “☼☻‼♣↕▬♣” From the pages of the Necronomicon came a distinct red glow. The book, empowered by her fellow Fount’s payment of a part of their own lifespan, would for the moment be capable of greater feats than normal. In various points around the serpent, the ever-familiar rips in the air itself appeared, a large eye emerging from each one. Each trained on Stratford’s newest creation, and each unblinking in its presence. “☺♫♦☼☻♀○¶♣∟☺¶♣” With no further prompting, each of the eyes surrounding the airborne serpent began to glow, seeming to take the red light away from the book Kiyoko had used to call upon them. After only a brief moment to absorb the power Tempest had offered, each eye unleashed a powerful beam of energy, aimed at the serpent that had warranted their attention. It squirmed in the air, apparently in pain, as pieces of it were burned and cut off, falling to the ground. For a moment, it wrapped itself in its wings, before bursting then open once again. A golden glow was now visible from within its toothy maw, and with a sweeping arc it fired an enormous beam of light, hitting each of the eyes that had made themselves present around it. With otherworldly screeches, the portals closed, leaving behind only tar like blood that fell from where they once were. “Oh, my. It may be time for Plan B after all.” “Guess it’s tougher than the first two were…” the heroine muttered as she rubbed her chin, before turning to Tempest, “Hey, I owe you one. Thanks for covering for me.” Tempest took a deep breath, nodding his head towards the newcomer as he did, "I just wish it worked a bit better. I guess that was a waste of time." He brought his hands up as he looked around the battlefield, "Whatever! I'm not ready to die, so let's go." His fingers came together as shadows around the fallen rubble began to rise upwards into the air, tips sharpening into fine points as he lashed them towards the airborne serpent. Any that hit splintered inside of it, followed by him dropping to one knee as the shadows began to pull the creature downwards... Or at the very least, providing some resistance to it trying to climb further into the air. "...I can't do much more, hopefully this helps..."
  4. Tempest forced himself to calm down as he leaned back against the wall into the station, slowly sliding down into a resting position. He ran a hand through his hair as he steadied himself against the wall. The whirlwind of activity was almost a bit too much for him at this point, but he wasn’t quite ready to stop entirely. After a few moments, he felt like his legs had regained enough strength for him to stand up once more, heading back into the fray as he glanced around. Things were calmer… Except for that massive addition barreling around, his eyes widening as he ran forward. His hand rose upwards into the air, the train snake’s own shadow bursting from the ground to try and impale into the monstrosity- Only for the shadow to retreat back to the ground as Tempest lost his balance. The sudden appearance of two more of the giant, metal snakes bursting from the ground had resulted in him stumbling, his focus broken as he just as quickly regained his footing, backing up as he took a breath, “...Okay, this is bad…” He turned his attention towards the group that had assembled briefly, it was clear most of them were capable of holding their own. He was honestly unsure if he was capable of holding his own at this point, the onslaught of constructs before had been enough to wear him down! Regardless of his feelings though, he didn’t have the luxury of contemplating the situation. He heard the floating guy waxing about snakes and the man who had been sticking close to him acknowledge someone else… At least he seemed to have a plan. He called out to the gathered group, a slight hint of panic in his voice, “I’m going to try and… Hold one of them back, just… Someone who’s a big stronger please figure out a way to take these out?” Tempest, on the other hand, resoundingly did not have a plan. The best he could think was to try and restrain one of them… So he turned towards one of the creatures that wasn’t being targeted by Jeremy at the moment and focused. “Okay, you’ve never tried something of this scale before, but… Never a bad time to try.” He brought his hands up as the shadow of the train snake bubbled underneath it for a moment, before forming large ropes of shadow that launched over the monster. Some of them curled around the creature’s ‘head’ to tug it down towards the ground, hoping to keep it from slithering around too much as he glanced back towards the others. “I don’t know how long I can keep it down! I'll just stall for time...” He looked back to the construct, a few more tendrils rising from the shadow of the creature as he tried to replace them as others wore down. Please don't get up, please don't get up...
  5. Tempest swerved to avoid a rushing lamppost as he mumbled to himself, “Can't the bright ones just... Go somewhere else?” He rolled to the ground as he planted his hand against it, shadows rising around him as he took a moment catch his breath. Thankfully, the lamppost had kept going and rushed towards another location, which meant he had some time to sit up and brace himself for the chaos. “...Someone’s trying to get inside of the tower…” He looked up at the sky as the shadows covering him disappeared, his hand on the ground shaking for a moment as he watched the duo divebomb through a window. He took a breath, shaking his head as he looked around himself once more. The ongoing struggle was suffocating, but he didn’t have the luxury of getting away from it when there were civilians about. He quickly picked himself up, running towards a group that were attempting to get away from the horde, “This way!” He raised his hand towards the little group, noticing the two children flinching as he waved them over, “I’ll get you all out of here, get close.” As he spoke, shadows twisted around them guiding them towards a small alleyway, “It’s a quick run through here…” Run after run, he’d get one small group away from the colossus, using the shadows as a shield over their heads. Then, he’d return, taking another group, sometimes he’d guide them towards the subways while blocking rubble from them, or intercept a construct that was rushing towards them. He stumbled after a bit, falling down as he caught himself with an arm as his breathing picked up, “Haven’t… Rushed around this much in a while…” He chuckled to himself as he stood up, stumbling towards the entrance to the station that some of the civilians had taken shelter in, bracing himself against the wall as he brought the shadows over the entrance towards himself, using them to keep himself upright as he watched for any of the attackers running his way. “Just breathe...”
  6. Megalopolis 1st District: 5:40 AM "Tick tock..." Tempest stretched his arms out into the air as he dipped into an alleyway, hoping to avoid any prying eyes as he made his way through the 1st district. The fact of the matter was: He felt immensely unsafe being here. He obviously stood out, he didn't belong, but he needed to get away from District 12, and thanks to his poor planning, this was the best he could do at the moment. He could travel around the outskirts of the area, ducking into areas that seemed a bit safe to wait out anyone looking around... He would have to be extra careful as he skirted the outsides of that giant capitol building in the center, he didn't ever want to wind up on Stratford's radar. It was thankfully early enough to where there weren't many people he had to worry about dodging... But in the end, it was still hell on his nerves, being so close to what could likely be a very early death for him. He poked his head around the corner, taking a breath as he glanced from side to side... The sixth district seemed like a good bet. "Once I'm there, I can take a nap..." _ One of the things he appreciated most about the sixth district is that he rarely had to worry about anyone watching him. With the constant bustle of people coming and going, barely anyone had the time to register the fact that he had loitered about for a few hours now... And even if someone who did notice even cared, he would probably be gone by then. He'd just hitch a ride on a train when no one was watching. He let out a low sigh as he laid back on the bench he had taken over, it was out of the way enough that most people were getting seats closer to the trains, which meant he could just sit back and ponder life for a moment. What was he supposed to do at this point? Just keep scrounging for food when people aren't looking? Try and find a respectable job, even if it didn't cover everything, he could possibly find something... But there was still the issue of him not really having a solid place to stay. He sure as hell wasn't going back to district 13 without a good, good reason. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a zip lock bag with a few, assorted pieces of candy in it, fishing out a bit of chocolate to pop into his mouth as he watched people coming and going. Whether he had anything to do or not didn't matter, right now he had all the time in the world to rest a bit. After he'd caught a nap without being bothered too much, he wasn't sure he wanted to stay put. Eventually someone would probably get suspicious, a guard or an employee... Thud. Tempest jumped over the bench he was on, landing behind it as the shadows started to curl around him. He paused there, struggling to avoid breathing, before he slowly poked his head up over the back of it. It didn't seem like anyone else was reacting to it, but he swore there was a shaking. He stood up, noticing that a few eyes were glancing towards him now as he let out a sheepish laugh, rubbing at his neck gently. He took a step forward, turning to leave the station he had been camped out in to return above the ground. His eyes widened as he looked to the sky, the towering figure there was impossible to miss. His right hand clenched at his other wrist as he took a glance around, people were already starting to panic a bit, but he felt a rising dread in his throat as he recognized the castle. It was hard not to, but given that he had just passed by it earlier in the day... "What the... People, get out of here!" He screamed as he turned to the bystanders near him, "Get underground, in the station or something, don't stay here!" The tower may not have been facing him, but there was a rush of activity rushing towards the station all the same. Vehicles of all types were moving on their own, rushing around as people began to panic. Much further down, closer to the rush, there was a guy swinging a bat and screaming something incoherently at the tower, which Tempest had to admit was very tempting at the moment, but he didn't think it was going to help matters. He gulped for a moment, his hand gripping at his wrist again as he rushed forward, "Damn it, it's the middle of the day, there's only so much shadow to work with..." He was definitely starting to panic, but he brought his hand out at one of the charging vehicles, the mechanical monstrosity's own shadow latching around its legs as it tumbled over. There were others here now, they had reacted faster than he had, but he barely registered the strange hue of one of them before he called out, "I can't do jack to the Tower, but I can help cover you all with the smaller ones. If you need safety, call for Tempest and duck into shadows!" It wasn't much of an introduction, but it would have to do. He grabbed at the air again, this time focusing on the shadow from the tower itself. He wouldn't be able to stop it... But he could use it to slow down the smaller and hopefully weaker creations rushing from underneath it. Eventually, they would get free from the shadows he controlled... And he would just have to do it again and again. No pressure.
  7. I considered joining but I'm also really bad about interacting with people... And I have very few character ideas to add onto that, so I dunno if right now there'll be anything from me for it. exactly Uhhh, honestly it varies. Shapeshifting is cool, very flexible, there's also something about characters who can just alter reality with something as simple as a touch of their hand that I enjoy, it leads to some really, really creative visuals and I love that sorta thing in animation.
  8. I have! But... I'm also not a huge MMO bird. Usually at least, maybe sometime. Also more characters.
  9. what should i eat for dinner tomorrow should i skip dinner???
  10. Another! ...Only four this time though. I'm tired. Menacing.
  11. Time to revive Danganronpa I'll keep an eye out for anything to catch my interest, we'll see what happens! It just kinda depends on anything cool gets put out soon. I wish. :< I guess there's the rest of Better Call Saul's final season, my friend and are I awaiting that one with very baited breath. Along with the next season of Re:Zero, we've got things to watch. Games though... I'm not sure? I wanna be excited for the new Pokemon games, but I got kinda burned with Sword and Shield. Arceus was cool though, so I guess I'm just gonna wait a bit and see how the reviews go. Kinda same with Three Hopes, actually? Age of Calamity was fun, but I didn't love the plot turn and while I don't mind alternative universe type stories, execution of those can be really hard to do well.
  12. Honestly, kinda nothing great. Trying to survive more than anything, which has mixed results. Basically between that and trying to make time to spend with people I care about, I don't do much interesting, a friend has me playing Valheim with them and Psychonaughts for their amusement though, so that's been fun! Part of me considered trying to RP again, but I worry I would just be kinda spotty all over again. I'm in a happy relationship, thank you! And I know the place you can meet all the bitches you want! (Your Mileage May Vary.)
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