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 Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2025 11:43 am
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. Note: If you choose to encounter one of these bird-like creatures, your character will recognize they are not youma. It is impossible to tell if it is a single entity or if there are many. The bird does not seem to understand or care to listen to human words. It will always disappear in a malodorous plume of smoke and leave nothing but a foul odor and a clutch of empty, broken eggs behind. This RP can be used as a battle requirement as long as there are two powered characters involved; you must be interacting with another player’s powered character. This does not count as the one youma battle per stage for growth so characters can still use an NPC youma battle as well as this one for growth purposes. This can only be used as a battle requirement once per character, but there is no limitation for how many times a player can use this prompt.
Were random clutches of eggs weirder than a giant dimension travelling snakey boy? Iapetus didn’t think so on first glance. But maybe they hatched into creepy little monsters. Or maybe it was just a really obtuse frat prank. Who the hell knew? Not her!
But that didn’t stop her from feeling a little weirded out. This particular cluster was hard to see, tucked back amongst some dense shrubbery. If it hadn’t been for the way the setting sun had hit one of the eggs, she never would have known it was there. And now that she did, she was clueless as to how to deal with it. Common sense said to leave them alone, it was just some poor, dumb animal.
Her not-so-common sense, however… That was screaming in her face, seizing her shoulders and shaking her, demanding she muddle out this mystery.
“Become a senshi, they said,” she muttered. “Protect the world from the bad guys, they said! No one ever said anything about creepy, goddamned eggs!”
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2025 3:40 pm
Hierapolis had been tracking something - very on-brand for a Cybele knight - and that something would bring him in to the same area as a senshi he didn't know. Which...honestly he didn't know many, so the odds of it being someone he didn't know was a lot higher than him happening across someone that he did know.... Even so, weirder things did happen in Destiny City. Said strange things often did little to raise the Squire's suspicions. He was still very generous on the benefit of the doubt. He hadn't been tricked by too many weird anomalies yet to make him doubt whether or not a strange things wasn't just a strange thing, when it was in fact a strange thing of a magical malevolent nature. That said, when talks of weird eggs showing up in random places throughout the city spread, he kind of just shrugged at it. Maybe it was some eccentric artist's random pop-up art exhibition. His mind was quick to supply a plausible mundane explanation. One could easily call such thoughts naïve; Seldom was anything mundane in this city. As he neared, he caught Lapetus' last remark; "They're strange, but I'm not so sure about creepy." Hierapolis' own voice wasn't very loud - not out of an effort to be quiet, but by the restraints of his own vocal chords. The texture of his voice was neither gravelly nor soft, but more gritty like sand, and the very vestiges of an accent loitering on its periphery. But what his voice lacked in presence, his form made up for - although he was thin a lithe, he was ungodly tall. To say nothing of his other features, he was hard to miss, even if he was hard to hear.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2025 4:27 pm
Had itt not been for her other sense warning her about the approaching order tinged aura, Iapetus likely would have shrieked and launched herself into the air out of sheer fright at the quiet, oddly rasped voice. Still, even with that warning, she startled and spun around, eyes going wide once she saw the knight? Had to be a knight. And speaking of being a little creepy…
Still, she didn’t say anything about him as that would have been beyond rude. And even if he was fairly, ah, distinctive in appearance, this was a knight. And he must have been effective because he felt stronger aura-wise. So he was effective. All right then, she’d log him as a friendly.
“I don’t recognize your get up,” she said by way of breaking the silence that had gone on a few seconds too long. “And I said creepy and meant it. Random egg clutches that look wrong, but I can’t explain why they’re wrong give me the creeps. This is a YMMV sitch, my dude.”
What she couldn’t explain in words was why these things gave her the creeps. Something about them just felt off. But, before she could try to muddle her way through her thoughts, she thought she saw something within the deeper shadows move, followed by raspy, hissing noise that sounded suspiciously like Cluck, if clucks could be given steroids and venom to gargle.
Eyes watching the shadows, Iapetus slowly backed up until she was closer to the mystery knight. Something was about to happen and she did not want to leave her back unguarded.
“Five bucks says I’m about to be proven right about my use of creepy,” she murmured, a hint of humor in her voice. “You in?”
OP-Yuna as a side note, Iapetus smells strongly of ozone and lightning if you get within five feet of her. Just fun little things :>
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2025 5:22 pm
He couldn't help but give a soft chuckle at the Senshi's jumpiness. "Hierapolis, of Cybele," he introduced himself when she mentioned not recognizing him - to his knowledge the Cybele flavor of knight was new and few, so it made sense. "Well, they could be creepier - imagine if they were more like spider eggs? Just large clusters of baby spider sacks~" Hierapolis found that offering a more creepy image tended to help lessen the creep-factor of the present one, and spiders usually ranked pretty high up there in the creep factor. Then came the sound of clucking. Strange clucking. How curious. He was intrigued. "You think we are about to see what might have left these eggs? And I don't know-" he said in regards to the bet- "To use your terms, YMMV on the creepy factor." All the while there was a very amused expression on the browless squire's face. Something between excitement and anticipation - no thought of danger or worry for just what was clucking around out there. After all - he didn't sense the usual gross energy of a chaos signature, so it couldn't have been a youma. There was something of an odd confidence in him, although he summoned his weapon, as if that might lessen Lapetus' fear knowing at least one of them had something to deliver a good whack at whatever was out there, if it did prove to be hostile...
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2025 5:58 pm
Somehow, Hieropolis' mention of spiders did not, in fact help. In fact, it made things a little worse. Because now, her mind was conjuring up all the awful things the eggs could belong to.
Though the clucking took a little of the edge off.
Eyeing the weapon that suddenly appeared in the knight's hands, Iapetus nodding in approval. She had no idea who Cybele might be, but her knights, or at least this one, seemed prepared for just about anything.
When she caught sight of two red dots that couldn't be anything but eyes, she reached out and silently tapped the Hieropolis' arm before pointing.
But then, a man sized, sad Pokemon looking chicken rushed them and she made a mental note that she owed Cybele's loyal knight a fiver.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2025 5:05 pm
Hierapolis stared at the rampaging chicken for a second, a but stunned, "I think I've embalmed things that looked more alive than....that." His commentary came after he reached out at the 'chicken's' stilt-like legs with his weapon, tripping it up in its mad dash, and stepping aside, while subconsciously trying to keep the senshi behind him safe.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2025 6:12 pm
"Might be more info than I really need, dude," Iapetus called, reaching to scoop up a rock and launch it at the bird's face. Normally, she objected to harming animals, but this thing was weird. Normal chickens were not people sized and didn't smell like the contents of a diseased stomach!
Was it trying to protect the eggs? Or was it just crazy?
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2025 2:33 pm
The smell didn't phase Hierapolis - not that he didn't notice the smell, but in his line of business, unpleasant smells were just kind of a thing. If embalming was too much information, than any discussion about worse smells was definitely too much, so he made no further comment. "It doesn't feel like a youma. Still, We can't let an angry overgrown chicken continue fowl-ing up the place." Ah. A pun. He wasn't even a dad yet. "Time to play eggs-orcist." Yup. He was gonna be a good dad. Truly im-peck-able. With the final pun flying the coop, Hierapolis took one swift lunge of a step and swung his weapon at the chicken's stilt-like legs again. Any thought of where the nest might have been wasn't something he had considered, although he assumed it was fairly close by, and whether or not this walking KFC family meal was defending it or not, it was unnatural, and a problem. And Destiny City had enough problems. So, eggs-termination it was!
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2025 6:27 pm
Iapetus paused in her rock throwing to turn and stare, dumbfounded at the knight. Was he seriously choosing now to make terrible ******** dad jokes? Sure, they were Grade A, but was this really the time for puns? But before she could say anything, she watched him sweep his weapon at the chicken's legs and land a direct hit. The bird stumbled and hissed angrily, but it also managed to crush some of the eggs in the clutch.
Fully expecting to see goopy, scrambled baby chickens, Iapetus was incredibly relieved to see nothing but empty shell that crumbled to dust. If there wasn't anything in those eggs then they didn't have to hold back in fear of killing a family of mutant chickens.
"Try to drive it into the nest," she called as she hunted up a sufficiently long stick. Once she found one, she began poking at the chicken, aiming for the face and eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2025 11:18 am
The ethics of exterminating a family of mutant chickens aside, it was a relief to know the eggs were duds. Hierapolis tried the herd the giant chicken with his weapon, their collective efforts backing it in to the nest. "That should do it, but what now-" The chicken, still angry, seemed unaware that it was destroying its own eggs, empty though they were.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2025 12:49 pm
From the VERY little Iapetus knew of animal husbandry, she had the idea that most birds would stop trying to aggressively defend a nest if there was no longer a nest to defend. She'd held some dim hope that if the chicken saw there weren't any eggs, it would calm its tits and leave them alone. Maybe even wander off more or less in peace.
That would be the ideal, anyway.
Forcing the chicken to step backwards a little more, Iapetus realized that all of the eggs had been smashed and crumbled. Now the dumb bird just needed to see that there wasn't anything to defend or be angry about. Well, beyond the two humans poking at it. Minor details.
"Chickens are only supposed to be mean if there's eggs, right?" she asked. "No more eggs, no reason for Ms Thang here to be so territorial. I mean, that's how it works, right?"
She wanted to convince the knight with her brilliant logic when something seemed to trigger the big chicken to look down. Rather than calming down, it lifted its head and wailed in a way that made the hair on Iapetus' neck stand up. Then, the bird just... popped out of existence, only its smell remaining.
OP-Yuna I think we can wrap on this post or yours, whichever you like smile
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2025 12:54 pm
"Normal chickens, maybe-" HIerapolis started to reply, before the over-sized pot pie noticed it had destroyed what it had presumably wanted to protect, and let out a very un-chicken like wail and vanished. Well, that was... It was gone, at least! He'd be sure to pass along the information, so others weren't just left to wing-it on how to deal with the fowl creature if it popped up again.
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