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 Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2025 11:59 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. Something seemed off around the workshop, and it had been bothering Luciana for days. It started off as a faint whiff of something off when walking down the street to get deliveries, but as days passed, the smell seemed to be getting stronger and closer to the shop. It had been a bit since Kinsley had stopped by, either due to classes or something else, she wasn't as keen to poke into the rest of what they had going on outside of his apprenticeship under her. So once it had become such a problem that a customer had brought it up, she decided to take a look around to see what might be the cause. Just in case it was something that had unfortunately passed away in the alley behind her shop, she had a broom, gloves, and a trash bag with her as she stepped out onto the street sidewalk in front of her shop. The smell was disgusting, and she scrunched her face in distaste at it because each breath she took left her tasting whatever horrid thing it was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2025 3:30 pm
School was difficult, as usual, and made only worse when he needed to cover up bruises with make up that he could barely afford. But he'd taken the advice of a classmate, though he'd never admit to it, and so he didn't need to worry about the make up coming off or getting wet and oily during the day. It stayed where he put it now and didn't budge till he washed it off at the end of the night. He just had to learn to blend it better, something videos on youtube had taught him easily enough. The sheer amount of people online, on youtube, showing people how to do make up was rather alarming. It was helpful though, not that it was a good thing that he needed help with such, something make up didn't cover up though. You could cover bruises but pain and stiffness was another issue altogether.
Sniffing the air, wrinkling his nose at the smell, Kinsey wondered why it smelled like rotting eggs. A glance about showed no reason for the smell as he approached to shop he'd been helping out at. He owed Luciana an explanation and he would give her one, knowing she wouldn't pry into things.
Stepping into the shop nearly took his breath away - the smell! It was horrid and Luciana was no where in sight. Had she gone ahead and murdered someone, or something, and not told him? Not asked for his help; because he would help of course.
Shaking his head, smiling a bit at the darker thoguht, he wandered about looking for her before finally hearing a sound from the back area. "Luciana?" Calling out as he approached the backroom. "Did you kill a customer?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2025 5:46 pm
Hearing a sound through the back door of her shop, she turned and looked to see Kinsley. His comment had her laugh but then she waved it off as she inhaled more of that god awful smell and started to cough. "No, no, it's not cold enough for that. Nobody's bothered me that much recently, either. Something seems to have gone rotten back here by the dumpster so I'm trying to find out what it is." Turning back to face the various dumpsters, she shook her head. "There's another broom if you need it. I have a feeling something died behind a dumpster, or maybe a raccoon decided to pull something out of the dumpsters, and it's rotting somewhere." And while she'd prefer for someone else to deal with it, she wanted to get this managed before it cost her customers.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2025 6:01 pm
"Your shop smells like s**t." He had, over time, gotten a bit more comfortable in talking and a bit more open with things. He still wasn't going to be sharing his home life, and the secrets which came with that, but he also had less of a filter...like now. "When you do decide to kill someone I'll help hide the body...and provide an alibi." He spoke calmly, serious despite what some might think, he meant the words though he was certain most people would think he was just going for a bit of dark humor - he wasn't.
"That could be...it smells like something dead." Kinsey spoke in a rather flat manner, before ducking back into the shop to get the other broom, when he came back with the broom he took to standing at her side for a moment before going to poke about and look for whatever the cause was. "Have you heard about chicken eggs turning up around the city? Maybe you had some of them go rotten..." He heard, and saw, a lot that went on around him. Being as antisocial as he was Kinsey heard and saw a lot of things, things people didn't know he saw or heard, because most people ignored him or simply didn't even notice him.
"I really hope neither of us need to jump into the dumpsters..." He was not doing that, he'd never be able to explain coming home stinking and dirty, he was sure his step mother would throw a fit over it and that would drag his father into things...
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2025 8:33 pm
"Not just my shop, thank you." Giving him a cold look for a moment, she shoved the broom behind one of the dumpsters to try and see if anything was stuck back there that was causing the smell. The first one didn't have anything behind it other than a few newspapers, but none of them looked particularly gross, so she stepped forward to poke at the next one. "I appreciate that but... I think it might be best to avoid something like that." Not that she didn't already have a plan on just how to deal with things if she did get her chance on René. Spotting something behind the next dumpster, it sort of did look like eggs but it was hard to tell from how they were wedged behind and beneath the heavy dumpster. It would be too hard to move like this so she sighed and powered up carefully and switched to nudging things with her staff when she heard the unholiest of sounds. It seemed to vibrate and echo from the dumpster even if she couldn't tell what it was. It didn't sound like any normal bird she'd heard of but there had been weird enough stuff here she couldn't write it off either. "I'd like not to do that either. You might be right about something bird-related though." Looking around, she heard shuffling and scraping like something was trying to climb out from somewhere.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2025 11:19 pm
"True, I smelled it on my way here." Though it had gotten worse the closer he got, and it was really bad once he'd stepped into the shop. Out back, where they were now, was utterly intolerable. The smell was certainly beyond anything he'd ever smelled in terms of how bad it was, not that he'd gone abotu sniffing bad things in his free time or something.
"Of course." She might be avoiding something like that, for now, but the offer stood. He didn't trust her if she ever acted against her ex. She might just find a way to do away with him, and he'd understand why she'd do it as well. He'd just provide whatever back up she'd need...whenever it happened.
That sound wasn't one he was familiar with, though he had a feeling he was abotu to become familiar with it, as he watched the knight of Pluto poking at eggs while a sound vibrated from the dumpster itself. "Something is angry." And that in mind, and not wanting to faceit as he was, had the younger knight powering up as well. The cane in his hard held like a bat just incase...and it came down fast and hard as soon as a head came up out of the dumpter. He didn't give the bird time to rear up before he was smacking it, hard, and keeping as much distance as he could. It was a chicken....but nothing normal looking. It looked posessed, it looked enraged, and it was tall...though not taller than he was. He'd was just under six foot tall at this point, his doctor thought he might just pass the six foot mark, but it was certainly taller than any normal chicken.
"Not a youma." As if the other couldn't tell that herself. "But I have a feeling it can cause as much damage as one."
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2025 7:20 pm
Turning quickly as she saw Kinsley, now as Novella, swinging at the thing that had made the noise, she in turn swung her staff down on the thing and pulled the dumpster's metal lid down right on the thing's head. It made by no means a quiet sound before that too was abruptly cut off for what she hoped was the last time as she gave a disgusted look towards her apprentice. "If it's not a youma, then hopefully that sound it made means it's dead. At least then, if it is, the trash truck can come take it away with the other ones tomorrow and hopefully rid me of this horrible smell."
Wiping her hands off on her pants, she stomped on the other eggs to make sure no other creatures decided to come towards her shop. "They picked the wrong shop to decide to nest behind..."
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