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crescentview2023-01-01 07:31 pm
esurientabyss) wrote in crescentview2023-01-01 07:31 pm
Opening my eyes again in casted darkness... (January Catch-all)
ðWho: He Xuan, and anyone else.
ðWhat: Things happening; they're self-explanatory.
ðWhen: January.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: Kidnapping, mentions of suicide & forced induction into harems; involvement of violence/murder. Anything else that may occur will be added or adequately warned for in the thread. TGCF spoilers, but since this already deals with memories, that's a requirement, really.
i. gravitation
[ No matter where He Xuan finds himself, whereas it's on the beach or somewhere else, there seems to be some kind of nonsense afoot. Some...feline nonsense at that.
They're all congregating rudely around him and he is essentially helpless to their attacks (cuddles and piling around his feet.)
He practically glares at anyone who catches him in the midst of this. ]
What?
ii. displacement
[ Ghost kings do not get sick, not really. But it doesn't mean that coughing or sneezing is an impossibility for him.
It just so happens he had grabbed something spicy from a restaurant and for some reason found himself sneezing due to some kind of pepper and now he's in the middle of a lake. Soon enough, he's grumbling, extricating himself from the water. What a waste of food. ]
iii. uncharted waters
[ In addition to those, anyone is free to encounter someone who seems to, for all intents and purposes appear to look like He Xuan, and is essence definitely still him. Yet, his appearance clearly differs in subtle ways. His skin isn't so pale, and his ears are not so sharp and he appears a little lost. Feel free to run into him like this, though he will be scrutinizing most people, and there appears to be a sword at his hip, which his hand is hovering on the hilt of. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Self-explanatory...! Open to things that are also not necessarily the above. ]
If you would like to plot with me, I can be reached on plurk @ leyfi, discord @ seraphkingdhaos#8538 and my plotting comment will be here.
ðWhat: Things happening; they're self-explanatory.
ðWhen: January.
ðWhere: Varies.
ðWarnings: Kidnapping, mentions of suicide & forced induction into harems; involvement of violence/murder. Anything else that may occur will be added or adequately warned for in the thread. TGCF spoilers, but since this already deals with memories, that's a requirement, really.
i. gravitation
[ No matter where He Xuan finds himself, whereas it's on the beach or somewhere else, there seems to be some kind of nonsense afoot. Some...feline nonsense at that.
They're all congregating rudely around him and he is essentially helpless to their attacks (cuddles and piling around his feet.)
He practically glares at anyone who catches him in the midst of this. ]
What?
ii. displacement
[ Ghost kings do not get sick, not really. But it doesn't mean that coughing or sneezing is an impossibility for him.
It just so happens he had grabbed something spicy from a restaurant and for some reason found himself sneezing due to some kind of pepper and now he's in the middle of a lake. Soon enough, he's grumbling, extricating himself from the water. What a waste of food. ]
iii. uncharted waters
[ In addition to those, anyone is free to encounter someone who seems to, for all intents and purposes appear to look like He Xuan, and is essence definitely still him. Yet, his appearance clearly differs in subtle ways. His skin isn't so pale, and his ears are not so sharp and he appears a little lost. Feel free to run into him like this, though he will be scrutinizing most people, and there appears to be a sword at his hip, which his hand is hovering on the hilt of. ]
iv. wildcard
[ Self-explanatory...! Open to things that are also not necessarily the above. ]
If you would like to plot with me, I can be reached on plurk @ leyfi, discord @ seraphkingdhaos#8538 and my plotting comment will be here.
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That's the first time someone said that to him? What? And with a smile like that, he can tell that Steinbeck means every single word. The mild surprise leaves his face regardless. ]
...Good of you to say that.
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[Good for him! EAT THE RICH AND POWERFUL!]
[His smile widens into a grin.]
Oh, man, I've been so rude. The name's John Steinbeck. Sorry for chatting your ear off, really.
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[ The bastard did deserve it. If he could change one little thing it is just to make sure a certain someone wasn't there at the time... ]
He Xuan. [ ... ] There are worse things to talk about.
[ He then begins to turn and leave the beach. ]
Come with me, I still plan on giving you something from the farm.
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[He'll commit that to memory, even as he follows along, a little surprised.]
Oh? I mean, you don't have to...but alright.
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[ And then he gets like...some greens. He probably has like, some cucumbers. They grow well in warmer climates, probably beaches?? But they're decent and that is what matters.
He will hand them off to Steinbeck. Bonus is technically this is a type of food that automatically comes with seeds inside, like certain other plants, so there's that too. ]
Here.
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[He really means it, taking the cucumbers with a bright smile.]
I'll put these to good use. And then I'll bring some to you, as even more thanks.
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[ Truly. It'll probably help their farm out, doing a mutual consistent exchange. ]
Feel free to do as you like.
[ Which, of course, is him saying good-bye. He Xuan will turn and begin to enter into his farm house proper now. Until next time, Steinbeck! ]
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[What a nice guy.]
[Sometimes its wonderful to find someone on a similar wavelength as you.]
[Sometimes the bigger you are, the more people are wishing you're going to fall. That's just how it is.]
[Until next time, fellow rich eater-!]