Prompt 10 (Runaway Reindeer): Someone thought it would be a good idea to get real reindeer to pet while visiting Santa, and someone should have considered that might be a bad idea. No one knows how they snuck out, but one by one they disappeared–and now they’re wreaking havoc on Destiny City. Or, so the reports say. The reindeer have been spotted eating everything, running in front of cars, chasing people down. It’s strange, almost as if they are possessed. They’re aggressive and hostile and not having any of this holiday nonsense. Are all reindeer like this? …Or have you run into a very aggressive youma masquerading as one?
Note: If you use this for a powered battle prompt, it does not count for the ‘one youma battle per growth’ ; this is a special prompt where the creature will attack anyone. It can only be used as a battle if there are two powered characters involved; you cannot write a solo and count this as a battle, and your character must be powered to count this for a battle. The reindeer will not respond to any commands and cannot be destroyed; it will always run away before it can be defeated.
His sister was always nagging him to meet more people. Yinchen He wasn't the type of person anyone said no to, and she was just as much the type of person who would not accept no for an answer, o that meant Laike had to meet more people.
In person, no less. His sister wouldn't accept anything else. She expected to see a selfie of Laike and some other person, in the same frame, not edited in, at least once a week, or she was going to start confiscating his consoles, starting with the oldest ones first. She even threatened that she'd start with the PS5 if he had one, and at that, Laike was already terrified of his little sister. So, like a b***h, he agreed so long as she spared his consoles. The old ones were hard to find by now, anyway, and she knew this!
Now that he was sufficiently terrified for the life of his consoles, Laike had to scrounge up a plan for how to meet these people. She wanted a total of four, but Laike couldn't name four people to begin with. Just the thought of going outside with the intention of meeting new people made his heart try to escape his chest.
The only times he felt a little less anxious around other people were when he was Niter, but even as Niter, he only knew Jet. Still, as Niter, he could try to find other people under the guise of safely draining with a partner.
He wasn't exactly sure how to go about asking — no one pointed out any ways to connect with other officers — so once he situated himself on a restaurant roof next to their smoke vents, Niter sat down with his tablet in hand and started a message to send to all active users. While shivering, it was hard to type something coherent, so he smothered half his outfit in a hoodie and got back to work. Before he could second-guess himself, he wrote his message and sent it out:
Hi, I'm Niter *^_^* Is anyone looking for a partner to drain with tonight? Please reach out!
Looking back on it, Niter slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand and sighed. He was such an idiot sometimes (no wonder he didn't have any friends).
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2022 4:23 pm
Langite was playing with his tablet, trying to get better acquainted with it and honestly…not doing so great. Technology was fine, and normally he didn’t have much of a problem but…the idea of magic and technology just didn’t mesh well in his mind and he couldn’t…or rather, didn’t want to try so hard.
Though, the message he received gave him pause, and the little happy face that came with it made the corrupt give a small, almost amused chuckle and without really taking the time to think about it, he sent a message back.
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I am Langite. I would like a partner for the evening. Where were you thinking? Right now I am atop the convenience store across from Eastwood Park.
He stared at the message for a few moments and then added almost as an afterthought.
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/(^ × ^)＼
He didn’t realize that he sent it to everyone who was online as well, and perhaps that was a good thing, for if he had, he might have just deleted the messages.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2022 8:55 am
He expected a whole lot of silence. Reaching out into a void was hard enough, and he'd had it drilled into his head by his grandmother that people don't normally respond to things like that unless he called them out by name. Bit Niter didn't know any names, except for Jet, and Aquamarine, and the few Captains and Generals who spoke at that orientation meeting.
There was Fafnir, too — the standoffish Super whom he met in a chance encounter. But it wasn't like it was so fateful that they bonded over it, or could come back to each other about —
Oh. His tablet lit up again. Niter swiped up on the screen and read the new message.
Someone actually responded. Positively. As in, they weren't cursing him out for sounding like an idiot.
And!! A second message. Oh no — what if it was two people accepting his offer? Would he have to turn one down? Would he have to coordinate a party of three?
And what if more messages came in after that? What if twenty people responded? What then? s**t.
s**t s**t s**t —
Frowning, he checked it, and —
It was an emoji. From the same person. Niter sighed, then let out a relieved chuckle. Okay, so, maybe he could do this. Niter wrote back —
I know where that is! I'll come to you.
So, there's this midnight release at GameStop and they're having a launch event? Like a bunch of people are invited to be in there, with their Switches, playing the game for a while. It's supposed to raise money for whatever. No one will look at us twice for being in outfits like this, so we can just go around the store, bump shoulders with people and get our quotas there.
It's already late, so no one should really think it's weird that they're tired.
Message sent. Niter banished his tablet to subspace, stood, and started in the direction of the convenience store. It wasn't a far walk, from what he remembered — he often stopped by there to pick up some bottles of Mountain Dew before he headed home from his actual job.
The walk was short, and Niter glanced both ways before he crossed into the street. His attention raised to the building itself, then above it. He couldn't see anyone up there, but he waved just in case.
Then he thought he heard clopping. Furrowing his brow, he looked right — just as a monster of a reindeer ran him down.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2022 3:18 pm
Langite was about to jump down to join his new patrol companion, when he saw the poor thing get…
Run over by a reindeer.
Hopefully he wasn’t a grandmother…though, he didn’t look like one. Nor did he text like one, nor…did it seem as though the Negaverse would recruit grandmothers to best defend the Earth…that…
He stared down, nose wrinkled at the idea of a bunch of old ladies, armed with purses, crochet hooks and knitting needles in battle with the White Moon…it was amusing, and mostly horrifying.
After a moment of this, he remembered that his patrol partner was most likely dying under sharp, nasty hooves, and he leapt from the building, kicking off of it to land as well as he could on top of the reindeer, using whatever strength he could muster to grab on to the massive antlers and twist. If he could just…get him off of Niter, than perhaps the other corrupt wouldn’t die. Death by deer was…
Rather embarrassing, all things considered.
“Get up! If you can stand, get up.
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When Niter hit the ground, he had the convenient impulse to curl up as best he could. The reindeer battered him and jostled him about, but his patrol partner's quick thinking spared him from a stomp that would've broken something without question.
Niter hadn't needed to think about the response to obey it. The youth lizard-crawled-hobbled-rose-ran for the sidewalk, looked about, found nothing for a place to hide. Nowhere to get to the roof from there, either —
While Niter panicked, the reindeer bleated madly as it kicked and thrashed. Head hostaged by the thing on its back, it could only try to buck it off.
Niter watched it turn in circles, unsure what to do with himself. His magic couldn't do anything to it, and apart rom a frozen orange half-covered in snow, the place was devoid of makeshift weapons. After giving up looking, Niter stuck his hands into the cold snow, fished out the hefty thing, and yelled for the other senshi.
"Hey, uh, can you do something with this?" He held the orange up, as if the higher he held it, the more likely that he would get some ideas.
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2022 4:22 pm
Langite’s teeth were tightly grit as he tried to hold on to the creature. It was like the videos of the idiots trying to ride the mechanical bulls at rodeos, only this was far too real for his liking. Thankfully, he seemed to have at least saved the other corrupt from a death by hooves, and that was something to be proud of.
He tried to keep his attention on his partner, but honestly, it very quickly turned to a situation where he could only keep his attention on hanging on for dear…(deer) life.
The male’s words made him glance over and he frowned. An…orange? An orange. “Yes. Can you break it almost in half and throw it to me?”
Maybe with some oranges shoved into its eyes, this monster would be more inclined to leave them the hell alone and they would both survive tonight.
