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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2025 1:57 pm
Quote: Poultrygeist (15) : As Destiny City is a bustling metropolis, it’s not unexpected that there should be some strange animals running the streets. Sometimes it’s a tiger, sometimes a monkey, sometimes a chicken. Sometimes it’s something worse. Strange egg clusters have appeared in Destiny City’s parks and officials aren’t really sure what they are; these eggs have nothing inside of them. Though it’s an anomaly, they are chalking it up to teenaged pranks. However, they have advised to just leave the eggs as they are. Nobody wants to say why, but if you’re out late at night, you’ll find out. In the darkness, whispered between the sounds of the city: a guttural, rasping cluck. The creature stands on stilt-like legs, rooted to the ground with razor-sharp talons. It wears a cloak of long, oily feathers that drag on the ground with a sinister scraping. If you stare into the darkness, piercing red eyes stare back at you. That’s all it takes for a confrontation: a mangled bird, maybe a chicken in another life, comes barreling out at you. It stands easily as tall as a person, but the proportions are all wrong. The smell of sulfur follows it as it lunges, pecking and screaming and scratching as it attempts to chase you away. Maybe, from the nests full of empty eggs. The battles are fierce, but fleeting; it will viciously try to chase you away but the effects are always the same: at some point, the eggs are crushed. As always, there’s nothing inside of them, but with one final wail, the bird will vanish into a plume of foul smoke.
Haymitch didn't usually go out without his senshi or one of his team mates, but he was trying to be a little more active these days. The whole serpent fight had been a thing and he was finding that he wasn't actually that great at fighting. Spying, squeezing into tiny spaces, chasing every piece of fluff in a room, sure. But actual fighting? He was good for maybe one forehead beam and then he was tapped out.
So he figured he needed to, well, fight. Cat fights were one thing, but fighting other things? He was so very inept at. And it was entirely different beast. He'd started with little rat youma once he'd gotten his claws sharp on alley cats. Alley cats were mean creatures, all snarls and hissing and missing eyes and torn ears. His sharper claws and teeth, and size, gave him some advantage, however it became sort of moot when the big tom cats could pin him under a paw. He tried to stay away from those ones at least.
He was getting tired of being so small and forgettable to be honest...
So he stepped up to small sized youma. Haymitch thought it was weird to fight the creatures on his own side, but they gave him a good challenge without having to worry about territory disputes.
Today though, today Haymitch had found something that was distinctly not a youma. No, it was some sort of vicious mutated chicken made of oil and feathers that was now chasing him across the park with a hideous clucking sound.
"NOT FOOD NOT FOOD!!!!" he screeched, not bothering to try to use actual cat sounds. There were enough energy signatures around someone in the know would probably find him. Hopefully he could play the scared little kitty until the damn angry bird was dead, and then he could either tempt them to the dark or give them a good scratch and run off - should his 'savior' be someone of order anyway.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2025 3:19 pm
Sailor Tempesti wondered if the Parks and Recreation Department knew about how many violent confrontations happened within their parks. Of course, how would they even address that? It’s not like posting extra security would do much to make a dent in the problem, if anything it would result in park rangers getting eaten. For all she knew, they were sending in security and covering up a string of mysterious deaths. There were weirder things going on in this city so who was to say that the Parks and Recreation Department wasn’t responsible for a large scale eaten park ranger coverup? The Chaos aura she felt wasn’t particularly strong but she still felt the need to investigate, she wouldn’t be surprised if she found out that Negaverse technology included ways to disguise energy signatures. An explosion of frightened shouts mingled with the vicious squawking of an unholy chicken beast. Breaking into a sprint she made her way toward the sound until she saw a small Mauvian pursued by one of the monsters. With a single fluid motion she scooped them up and away from the bird’s talons. They were undoubtedly the source of the Chaos energy she’d sensed earlier, but she wasn’t about to let them get eaten for being on the other side of their conflict. They could argue it out later if need be. “Harrowing Storm!” She normally wouldn’t use her more powerful ability on one of these creatures, but given the vulnerability of its primary target she didn’t want to take any chances.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2025 5:48 pm
A burst of Order flared on his senses about two seconds before he was scooped up like a small sack of potatoes. Haymitch wasn't going to argue, given that the senshi was already attacking the mutated chicken. He certainly wasn't going to argue while in her arms, and the attack seemed to be decently effective! Much more than his claws had been when he'd first tried to fight back.
The attack that started up around them was very unique. Some sort of bird ladies beat their wings and there was static in the air - his hair stood on end for a second there - and the chicken thing staggered about. Haymitch would have staggered about too if he wasn't in her arms, something he was very thankful for in that moment. As it was, he couldn't quite see the creature, but he could hear it.
He wiggled in jerky movements until his head was pointed more or less towards where the squawking was coming from. His claws dug into her arms to give himself leverage, and then the star on his forehead glowed bright.
A beam of energy slammed into the stunned chicken creature and it tumbled backwards with a screech and a flail of feathers. At least he thought so, given the fact he couldn't quite see past the very angry bird ladies.
"Do you know how to get rid of it?!" he asked over the cacophony of sound. Haymitch had thought he'd seen some sort of nest near one of the bushes, though to be honest with all the squawking and sudden appearance of the ugly thing, he had sort of bolted before getting a good look at it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2025 9:23 pm
Tempesti was a bit concerned when the Mauvian began to squirm in her arms, worried that he would hit the ground in front of a hungry chicken fiend. “Easy, I’m not going to hurt you.” She did her best to make her voice reassuring as she dodged the creature’s talons. When his claws dug into her arm she grimaced slightly, but maintained a secure (but not too tight) hold on him as he fired his laser. Chaos or not, member of a powerful magical species or not, that laser was adorable. Given their ideological differences, she decided that it would be better to keep that sentiment to herself. The dire chicken reeled at the strike, its shriek piercing the senshi’s ears. “There should be a nest around here, I think we have to break the eggs. That seems to make them lose interest. Don’t worry about hurting anything inside, all of the ones I’ve seen so far have been empty.” She really hoped that this was true of all of the eggs, even taking into account how horrible the birds themselves were.
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