Who: Tannusen and whoever!
Where: Genessia City - Velvet Lust (Please read that link if you're gonna tag in!)
Warnings: Heavy innuendo in the first two threads. Will add if any others are needed.

🌟 OTAs and closed threads between people who aren't Tannusen are also welcome! Just mind the security.

( A. anyone ICly over 18 [OPEN] (18 meaning adult. If your character IS an adult and is just technically younger, they're still okay for this!) )

( B. anyone ICly under 18 or who just wants to [OPEN] )

( C. pre-hours on assorted days [locked to Velvet Lust staffers] )

( D. pre-hours one day [locked to Cassian Lynch] )

Attention, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

There is, in fact, another drow in town. I need not give you explicit details, as he is the only other fellow here that shares the same physical characteristics I do. Just look for the small elf with black skin.

He's a touch on the brisk side and chances are he's already hurt someone's feelings, as that is what he tends to do when I let him out of the house for too long. Please attempt not to hit him for his gracelessness in conversation.

It usually doesn't end well.

[For more than the fact that Kimmuriel can pop a brain with his brain.]

With this also in mind, I'll have to ask anyone to not actually inform me if their feelings are hurt by Kimmuriel. My goodness, if I tried apologizing for every time he's said something less than P.C I'd never be able to finish a meal.

Try not to take it personally.

He's a work in progress.

Who: Genjyo Sanzo and Tannusen
Where: Genessia City
What: Tannusen is a nice kitty. (Or, you know, a massive jerk. Because cat.)
Warnings: I'm going to go out on a limb and guess 'a lot of profanity'.

Tannusen grew increasingly uncomfortable as time went by without him spending a while in his other form. When it came to it, he usually just lounged around in the apartment, or even in a closed Velvet Lust, and occasionally in Trahaerne's shop. Sometimes, lounging around wasn't enough and he stalked through Fayren's forests or other remote locals, clawing up the ground and climbing trees.

Once in a while, he decided to take advantage of not being on Earth, and spend time as a tiger more... publicly. Just because he could. It was novel! Weird as hell, but novel! Even if he knew that someday, someone was going to screw it up for him and beat Madison's record for the stupidest thing a human had ever done around him in this form.

But, despite that risk, this was one of those rare times when he was actually out in public.

There was a grassy little mini-park, somewhere in Genessia City. Well-tended, pleasant, and currently commandeered by a giant white bengal tiger. A record-breaking twelve and a half feet long with his tail, the tiger was given an extremely wide berth by the fake locals, and he was left in peace to soak in the sunlight and watch people walking past the little park.

Of course, someone's very shiny golden hair caught Tannusen's attention, and his gaze ended up following Genjyo Sanzo. They'd spoken once back in November, very briefly over video -- and the grumpy cuss of a priest had hung up on him, of course. Otherwise, all he knew of the guy came from his father's ever-so enthusiastic stories told over at Velvet Lust.

Including the fact that the guy was somehow scared of little housecats.

Little housecats! How peculiar. Tannusen watched the human passively from where he lay, the tip of his tail starting to twitch in the grass. It would sure be a shame if some giant damn cat started following the guy around for the day, wouldn't it...

Such a shame...

I have a question. It is not important, you need not answer.

It is just to create thought.

Do you suppose that morality is perhaps a subjective thing?

Or is it always a constant?


[ACTION]

[In the mean time, the nomadiest of nomads in Genessia is actually visible for a time! They'd slithered out of whatever comfortable crevice they've been holed away in for this long, and have again taken to wandering.

As usual, they can be found...

Anywhere.

In any city, in any building!

In your cupboard.

The shadow's curiosity is not a thing that should have ever been paired with the ability to alter their mass and density.

Sorry about all the heart attacks.]

[The familiar background of the area around the Bay speaks volumes about what sort of broadcast this is about to be. That and the fact that the red-haired, red-eyed guy holding the phone is squinting at the camera with open suspicion.]

Oi.

[There's already a cancer stick dangling from his lips, because he has priorities, thank you.]

This is some real bull shit.

[The newcomer takes his cigarette out of his mouth long enough to flick ash onto the ground, then it's back again. He takes a drag, and then blows smoke at the camera.]

How 'bout... whoever is pulling the strings on this illusion or whatever, show himself, so I can kick his ass already. Sounds fair to me.

Guten Morgen, wunderschön Genessia City. How many of you have slept tonight at all? It is time to wake up now!

Greet the day before the sun can beat you to it, ja?

I am making this announcement for anyone who is interested. It would be nice to have a morning partner in Fayren for a good brisk morning swim.

[... Yep. In January. Does this look like a joke to you?]

Anyone is invited, it will be fun! I promise, I will make a good breakfast when we are done. How are you doing, by the way, Herr Regis? Do you need anything else?

[[ACTION]]

Well he'd bought these presents for a reason. He missed Christmas... by like... a lot. So it was only fair that he actually get around to it now.

Two short, but friendly knocks at Koumyou's door. Or Sanzo's door. You know, whoever answered the door.

Better hope it's Koumyou. That's not Reinhardt hoping, for the record.

Whoever answers the door better hope it's Koumyou for their own sanity.]

Honestly, he wasn't as... 'not here' as it appeared. When one didn't actually need to find a house to live in or buy food to eat or do remotely anything that any normal squishy person would need to stay alive, it made it a lot easier to just 'slip away'.

He was there, of course. In a sense. But today was one of the first days he'd decided to be 'there' there. Totally. Well for the most part, as much as he usually was. Where was the good Beast Priest right now anyway? Wandering, mostly. After all, the city was still fascinating, even if he'd spent a good long time inspecting it. The technology just never ceased to fascinate him, he really couldn't help it. There were so many things he had to learn first before bothering to interact with it, and being the curious monster he was well, he had to see all of it.

At the moment, he was deeply involved with a soda machine, apparently taken by all the flashing lights and images on the box itself, jabbing at buttons every now and again.

To anyone else, noting his outfit, well it'd almost be charming. Some backwards flung medieval magician toying with something he didn't understand.

Someone with a better grasp of magic however, might find it hard to pass by him and every soda machine he's been jabbing at without feeling some measure of... magic of course. Weird, powerful, uncomfortable feeling magic.

... No he's not up to something don't be stupid.

WHO: Cassian and Sanzo in one, Cassian and Amberdrake in another
WHAT: DINNER TIME and A brief material run
WHEN: Shortly after Christmas, before the shops in Fayren close.
WHERE: Everglade and Fayren
WARNINGS: Gore, violence, mentions of cannibalism

4 SANZO
( Priest vs Priest )
4 Amberdrake ( Sanzo 2.0 )

HALLO!

[LOUD. It may as well have been thunder, from the rumble and volume of it. The face on the communicator, as well as that voice, doesn't exhibit a single sign of unease, or worry, or even the mildest bit of concern.]

I have become lost, so it seems! Guten Abend, meine freunde! My name is Reinhardt Wilhem! If anyone knows how to get back to the Oasis, please tell me as soon as possible.

I was very busy.

While I wait, I would also appreciate maybe something to eat. Just until contact with home is reestablished.

Vielen Dank, I await response immediately!

[Which means he definitely expects it. ASAP.]

Who: Genjyo Sanzo and Koumyou Sanzo
What: Bounty - What Remains - Kindroth
Where: Fayren - Ruins
Warnings: Violence

( Idek )

Who: Genjyo Sanzo, Koumyou Sanzo, Amberdrake.
What: OP & thread 1: Koumyou Sanzo visits his son in the middle of the night. Thread 2: Drake and Sanzo talk about Koumyou and briefly about what went down in thread 1. Thread 3: Koumyou and Sanzo talking some more.
Where: Drake and Sanzo's house in Attleton.
When: OP & thread 1: The same night as Singles Night, after Koumyou eventually leaves. Thread 2: Around noon, the day after. Thread 3: Evening of the same day as thread 2.
Warnings: FEELS. Angst, suicide mention, probably Warm And Fuzzy Feelings, y'know, the whole gamut.

It was very late at night when Koumyou glanced up to find himself having wandered to his son's house. The intense moonlight lit the cozy little cottage enough to make it impossible to not know where he was.

But, it was far too late at night.

He wouldn't knock.

Koumyou sat down on the wide, circular short step before the door, and sighed quietly. He tucked his legs half-under him, and wondered what he was doing, just sitting out here on the cold stone. In the morning, he could call Kouryuu from his apartment, hear his voice. Right now? There was nothing to do but lurk, and wallow in his own sadness.

Between the other night at the shrine with the little golden dragon, and several more instances tonight, he'd spoken of his death and the burden it had left on his young son many times, recently. Too many times...

He was no therapist, like Amberdrake. Ripping open his own wounds constantly wore on him far faster than it did the kestra'chern. Right now, he just wanted to be near his son. And so here he sat, breath fogging in the cold air.

The sun would rise when the sun would rise. And perhaps the moon would still be out when he did.

It is too cold.

[That is the warning. What is it a warning to? Amalu is in someone's house. Somewhere, someone has a part of their house that is obviously a lot darker than the others.

It may be a whole room, or just a corner, or maybe your closet or under your bed just will not illuminate no matter how much light you shine on it.

You can't blame them! They're not used to cold! And shoes are passe.]

[[ooc: No really, feel free to assume they are anywhere in your character's house or business. They don't like being chilly and chances are, they've probably already taken some food. Gomen]]

[Koumyou appears on camera and blows a party favor at it! Complete with that laugh of his.]

Everyone! I have an important announcement to make!

[He blows on the party favor again, practically giggling.]

It's my son's birthday, today!

Here's his number! Everyone wish him a happy birthday!

[And yes, there's Sanzo's phone number. He holds up a paper with it written on it, beaming!]

He'll act all grumpy but I still want everyone to do it! Pleeeease? Thank you!

[He's a good dad. And also a very, very embarrassing dad. Isn't Sanzo lucky?]

xxxxxempty shell inside of me
xxxxxI'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...

Who: Sanzo and Amberdrake
What: Drake has had a bad night.
When: Now-ish?
Where: Attleton, Drake and Sanzo's house.
Warnings: Violence against plumbing. ...Actual plumbing. Talk of sexual abuse against (NPC) minors (by other NPCs).

- - - - -

As always, Amberdrake managed to keep his calm and serene professional mask in place until after he'd closed the front door behind him. It was more important than ever that he do so, now that Ukoku was lurking about.

He leaned back against the solid door and rubbed the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes and letting his shoulders slump. The birds who had left with him earlier in the day had returned with him tonight, fluttering off and away with suspicious silence.

There was a storm brewing inside the kestra'chern.

Amberdrake walked into the kitchen and pulled the curtains shut, despite it being dark outside. He'd intended to just get himself a glass of water, or maybe make some tea, but ten minutes went by and he just stared at the dripping faucet. It had been doing that, just a little tiny bit, for a week. Neither he nor Sanzo had any idea how to fix modern plumbing, nor the idea that they should call someone else to do it.

Before Drake even knew what he was doing, he'd pulled a hammer out of a drawer and was beating the faucet with it.

Who: Alleyana and Sanzo
What: Scaled Terror bounty - time to take on a dragon!
When: Backdated - 11/6
Where: Fayren ruins
Warnings: Violence, blood, dragon slaying nonsense

( Pity Alley already got that achievement. )

Alright.

I'm not dead.

Tis to say I've been a mite bit busy as of late, and I hope none of ye have managed to set anything on fire while I've been in.

[Being very sick]

And sayin' it now, I'll be in for the rest of the winter, none of ye are to ask me to leave the shop for any other reason than to buy food, because I ain't goin'.

It's colder than the frozen center of hell out there and it's only going to get worse.

We're havin' a sale on preventative herbs. Things for sniffles, sore throats, stuffed heads and bad lungs. Get them while ye can because I sure as bloody blazes ain't savin' 'em for ye.

I'll trade some items for soup products by the way. Still feelin' a mite bit under the weather.

[Koumyou turns the camera on with a smile. The sun is briefly too bright behind him, until he adjusts how he's holding the phone.]

Hm, I suppose it's safe for me to make one of these videos now, right?

Let's see, here.

[He turns the phone around and shows a small and pretty edo-style building. The shrine has an outdoor bell which can be rung to pay homage to the spirits and/or make a wish. Behind it, there's some kind of garden or park with cherry and maples trees' leaves blowing in the breeze.]

I'm told this is on... ah, Thistle Avenue and 8th Street, of the main city. I am its... caretaker, now? Anyway, make use of it if you wish. I've cleaned up most of the mess left behind. Ah--

[The camera pans down quickly to show a Silvanshee from the recent ruins exploration. It butts its forehead against Koumyou's shin, through his pristine white robes.]

Be careful of Mr. Wiggles if you visit. She can be a little territorial! She accepts opened cans of fish as tribute.

[Yes, there's a demon cat living at the shrine. W H E L P . That's what they get for putting Koumyou in charge.]

Oh, and before I forget! Again...

[He pans the camera back up to himself with another smile, his brown eyes barely open.]

I am priest Koumyou Sanzo. It's nice to meet you all.

[The video clicks on to show an unfamiliar face on the screen. Though Drake has been here for a while now, and some have met him in person, he's yet to ever make an appearance on the network.

Until now, of course. He's dressed very colorfully, and in many loose layers, with feathers and beads decorating his hair among the occasional braid. To any earthlings, he looks distinctly native american, but with bright blue eyes.

His expression is pleasant, if mild.]

Hello, everyone. I have a request to make; if you are a mage or a magic-user of some sort, and are interested in a potential one-off job, please contact me -- in private.

If you reply publicly, I cannot hire you.

Thank you.