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genessia2017-10-14 03:28 pm
captain_by_the_book) wrote in genessia2017-10-14 03:28 pm
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Event catch-all
Warning: Violence, death, possibly torture in some threads, if necessary more specific warnings in the respective threads. Feel free to reply with prose or brackets.
A - Friday 13th, Nova City
It was just a quick errand in Nova City to get a spare part for his malfunctioning blaster that kicked off Cassian's week from hell.
Here you could run into a very confused and upset Guardian on the way back to the archway. His shirt shredded by the huge black leathery wings that had sprouted from his back when the transformation hit him, a pair of large horns on his head. He wasn't a happy camper as his wings kept smacking into streetlamps or other people. His tail twitched and curled with his mounting displeasure.
Welcome to incubushood, Cassian.
B - Attleton, outside, all week, Imperial Attleton
Being Guardian, the town being held in the claws of fears come alive meant more time than usual spent outside for Cassian. Patrolling, helping people who were being attacked by their fears, keeping order as well as he could and ensuring ruthless individuals wouldn't take advantage of the chaos.
Over the course of the week all that time exposed to his fears would be taking its toll on him more and more, leaving him ever more skittish, more prone to snapping at people, just all around closer to the inevitable breakdown he'd successfully postponed ever since his arrival in Genessia. Yet one might take notice that he looked strangely healthy and rejuvenated all the same, like he'd just had a good meal and night's sleep.
Whenever he was outside during the week, within eyesight range of him Attleton would change. Sweet, cheerful Attleton turned into his own nightmare version of a town ruled by the Empire's iron fist - Stormtroopers patrolling the streets and dragging people in tan or orange Rebel uniforms away, the townspeople looking fearful and cowed, Imperial flags flying everywhere and the Emperor's speeches promising destruction to the rebel scum echoing from all around you, and as the week progressed, ever darker atrocities.
They would be hunting Cassian, too, and so his week of doing patrols would be interspersed with manhunts and firefights.
C - Attleton, outside, hauntings
If you were particularly lucky, or unlucky, you could get a glimpse at Cassian Andor facing more personal fears.
At one point during the week he would run into a darker version of himself, one who delighted in killing and mocked all he stood for.
At other points, he had to face his dead companions, accusing him for getting them killed and only using them.
D - Guardian's office
Inside the Guardian's office was a sanctuary, where he battled smaller problems. Namely, his new body features. Better be mindful of these wings, he kept getting stuck on doorways or banging his horns against things, and the pokemon caused a bit of mayhem chasing his tail. When they didn't fight over the new majestic perches at the very tips of his horns, that was.
E - Dreams
Cassian had little interest in sharing dreams with anyone but Kay, but accidents did happen over the course of the week, ending with him in other people's dreams.
F - Choose Your Own Adventure (or ask for individual starters)
A - Friday 13th, Nova City
It was just a quick errand in Nova City to get a spare part for his malfunctioning blaster that kicked off Cassian's week from hell.
Here you could run into a very confused and upset Guardian on the way back to the archway. His shirt shredded by the huge black leathery wings that had sprouted from his back when the transformation hit him, a pair of large horns on his head. He wasn't a happy camper as his wings kept smacking into streetlamps or other people. His tail twitched and curled with his mounting displeasure.
Welcome to incubushood, Cassian.
B - Attleton, outside, all week, Imperial Attleton
Being Guardian, the town being held in the claws of fears come alive meant more time than usual spent outside for Cassian. Patrolling, helping people who were being attacked by their fears, keeping order as well as he could and ensuring ruthless individuals wouldn't take advantage of the chaos.
Over the course of the week all that time exposed to his fears would be taking its toll on him more and more, leaving him ever more skittish, more prone to snapping at people, just all around closer to the inevitable breakdown he'd successfully postponed ever since his arrival in Genessia. Yet one might take notice that he looked strangely healthy and rejuvenated all the same, like he'd just had a good meal and night's sleep.
Whenever he was outside during the week, within eyesight range of him Attleton would change. Sweet, cheerful Attleton turned into his own nightmare version of a town ruled by the Empire's iron fist - Stormtroopers patrolling the streets and dragging people in tan or orange Rebel uniforms away, the townspeople looking fearful and cowed, Imperial flags flying everywhere and the Emperor's speeches promising destruction to the rebel scum echoing from all around you, and as the week progressed, ever darker atrocities.
They would be hunting Cassian, too, and so his week of doing patrols would be interspersed with manhunts and firefights.
C - Attleton, outside, hauntings
If you were particularly lucky, or unlucky, you could get a glimpse at Cassian Andor facing more personal fears.
At one point during the week he would run into a darker version of himself, one who delighted in killing and mocked all he stood for.
At other points, he had to face his dead companions, accusing him for getting them killed and only using them.
D - Guardian's office
Inside the Guardian's office was a sanctuary, where he battled smaller problems. Namely, his new body features. Better be mindful of these wings, he kept getting stuck on doorways or banging his horns against things, and the pokemon caused a bit of mayhem chasing his tail. When they didn't fight over the new majestic perches at the very tips of his horns, that was.
E - Dreams
Cassian had little interest in sharing dreams with anyone but Kay, but accidents did happen over the course of the week, ending with him in other people's dreams.
F - Choose Your Own Adventure (or ask for individual starters)
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The succubus's wings first flare out - smashing against the fallen-over trashcan again and sending it rolling away, spilling garbage all the while - before he tucks them in close to his body. His tail with the pointy tip keeps lashing around behind him in agitation. Cassian makes for a comical sight with the large majestic horns and looming wings, which both give him an illusion of being taller and broader, while dwarfing his slim frame. ]
Just Nova.
[ He sizes up the gargoyle, there's something strangely familiar about him except... not. It's like an itch at the back of his mind. ]
Do I know you?
no subject
His mirth vanishes when Cassian doesn't recognize him. He stares blankly at the spy.]
You're joking, right?
[Seriously, he thought they were bros! How can you not recognize - Oh.]
Sorry, forgot about this [he raises an arm] for minute. It's Garrus.
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I can't believe you, you are... different.
[ No kidding. But so is Cassian.
He grimaces. ]
So I'm not the only one who got caught up in this madness.