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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.


As far as Wonderland could tell with his extremely limited familiarity with aura-sensing, he had done it. He had successfully gotten away from Miros. There was no Sawtooth or Regal around to tail him, and he could just- be in his cute Wonderland costume in peace. -Ah, cute was maybe an overstatement. These were not his favorite colors, and these were certainly not his favorite shoes, but generally speaking, he digged the threads. And he could endure wearing not-his-favorite shoes if it also meant he could scale a whole freaking building with ease.

So that was what Wonderland found himself doing. It had been over a month since he'd been drawn to the Moon and awakened by the Code, but he'd hardly gotten to do or experience anything as a Knight because of his weirdly fearful uncles breathing down his neck.

All he wanted to do was run. To power up and let Wonderland experience what the actual limit of his cool new powers were, open her up on the highway. Go.

That's what he did. Wonderland broke into a run the second he had eyes on the little line of shops in the downtown area. There were people around. Anyone could see him, but he didn't think he looked strange enough or acted strange enough for anyone to care, and he wasn't planning on lingering in one place too long. With a jump for leverage, he bounded up the side of a convenience store building, finding it way easier than he might have expected to grab for the roof and haul himself up. Miteksi wasn't into parcour- like, he wouldn't usually be trying to do all this. But even if he was just a Page who barely had any experience with these powers, he still felt like he could do anything.

The Moon had told him so, for ******** sake.

He was happy to keep going, to press onward, to feel the rush of it. One building, two, three, leaping easily over the alleyways between them. Some were a bit taller, some were a bit shorter, and Wonderland found himself consistently impressed by the sorts of leaps he could make. Anything. Anything was really possible.

An apartment building was oncoming. Taller than most, set a bit away from the stores. It was farther of a leap than any others he'd taken, but he was also stronger, faster, more agile than he'd ever been. He could do it! He could definitely do it. There was no hesitation in Wonderland's stride as he made the jump, flinging himself over the edge of the rooftop and stretching for the building beyond-

And yet as soon as his feet had left solid purchase, the Page was stricken by the abrupt realization that- oh, yeah, he really couldn't make that, and he only had a single instant of being suspended in the air to brace himself for the full body collision that greeted him. His head smashed into brick wall, and his bare hands fumbled to find purchase over brick that just rapidly skidded by grasping fingers, shredding his skin. Barely even a second later, he was dumped from what must've been at least a two story height into something wet with the most agonizing 'plop!' he had ever experienced, down into an alley between the buildings.

With a pitiful little groan, Wonderland tried to pick himself out of... whatever slime mold he'd fallen into, gingerly touching filthy fingertips to his temple that came away speckled with blood and... and something black and tarry that definitely hadn't come from him. "Ugh... W-what...?"

Well. He wasn't... dead. And that had to count for something.

He could also still pick himself up, which also had to be a good sign. No broken ankles. This disgusting... crushed... whatever-this-was had probably spared him a lot of damage. Ah- a lot of physical damage, anyway. It looked and smelled like he'd probably catch some putrid disease form it, and well... it was definitely in his blood now...

Groaning softly, Wonderland tried to shuffle to the side, tried to see what this weird, stinking garbage was that he'd fallen into... It kind of looked and smelled like rotten eggs. Large, moldy, tarry... rotten eggs.

The initial high-pitched rumble of something made him jump, alarm bells blaring and making him woefully aware of the bruises rapidly forming- uh- literally everywhere? All over him. Wonderland turned- And he wouldn't lie and say he knew exactly what he was seeing, but that didn't matter because it was definitely something that did not want to see him.

It shrieked, and large talons scratched at the littered Earth before it charged, and Wonderland yelped and threw himself backward, back to the ground with a shout.
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