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[mysophobic]

who: Shigeru Miyata and you!
what: New powers, flower festival shenanigans, surprise special guest of possessed!shigeru
when: April 2nd and onward
where: Outside the wall, the park, around the city
warnings: Violence, blood, cute weird animals, will update if needed!



Action; The park

[ So for most of the afternoon Shigeru will be out and about drawing things as he is wont to do. Of course for him drawing was a means of therapy in a way. It helped clear his head and ease whatever anxieties or fears he might have. He honestly never thought that his drawings would actually come to life though.

So if you’re in the park one day you might hear a loud ‘yelp’ and see one lone cinnamon roll clutching at his drawing pad as the birds he just drew on his pad spring to life and just peel themselves off the pages. ]

W-What’s going on?! [ Is this another weird malfunction?! Is he going crazy? No he’s not because those birds are awful close and feel awful real as the squawk and nudge at Shigeru’s foot for some food. But unfortunately that pad has some other things in it too. Plants, tentacles, and claws will sprout themselves from the pages as Shigeru drops his pad on the ground and moves away. Oh gosh. Oh god. He doesn’t know what to do?! There’s a resounding growl as the spiky head of something will start to poke out through the pages. ] Oh no! I-I didn’t mean to do that. Go-go back onto your page! I-I didn’t mean to wake you up.

[ He sure is yelling at his drawing pad but the creature will grunt as it finally pulls itself out, along with some less than scary things as well. They are all surrounding Shigeru as he moves away a little, unsure what to do, since he suddenly feels really tired from using up a lot of energy manifesting all of them. ] I-I don’t have anything to give you. I-I don’t think pictures really eat…

[ Please help him he doesn’t know what to do?! But at least after only 5 minutes they’ll disappear, thankfully. ]

Action; Flower festivities

[ So when the festival really kicks off Shigeru will be absolutely ecstatic. Honestly how can he not be given this was the festival where he met Genji in that super embarrassing way?! Honestly he rather just forget that ever happened, so he's definitely not wandering around, looking for which type of flowers to give to Genji. Nope he's definitely not contemplating that as he huffs and crosses his arms over his chest with a clearly puzzled and uncertain expression plastered all over his face. ]

There's so many choices...but Genji can just grow whatever he wants. Maybe flowers isn't the best option? [ He says to himself as he sighs again. Auighsaju! This is so hard!!

He's having a big crisis right now. ]

Maybe something like a-a outfit? [ No. That's dumb. Maybe he should just get Genji a matching ring. Wait, that's not right. Oh my god he just though about getting him a ring unconsciously. Just kill him. He's so bad at this, lord. And while he's having this crisis the new foreign alien stall owner seems pretty exasperated as well, so they'll just shove a whole bunch of those varying flowers into Shigeru's arms and send him on his way. He's been there for like almost an hour so the stall owner doesn't even bother with making Shigeru pay. They just want him gone so other people can buy things?! ]

Ah! W-Wait! I didn't...pay you. [ Hrm. He now has an even bigger crisis and it's these flowers. If you bump into him he might offer you some, unaware of their effects. Which will you choose? Baby Blue Eyes, Chamomile, Rose, Crepe Myrtle, or Valerian? It's your choice! ]

Um. Would you like some f-flowers? I was just given these but I probably don't need them all so...you can have some.

Action; Outside the wall

[ When he can’t draw, which has never been an issue for him, the only other thing that helps him is, well, training. He does it from time to time but hasn’t in a while due to his gate getting worse and today just happens to be a very bad to have chosen to go out and fight monsters. A pack of wild alien dogs was not something he had expected to run into. And unfortunately for them running into Shigeru wasn’t good for them either. At first it looks like Shigeru will need help, as he's covered in wounds and surrounded. But his gate will activate when he's slammed into a rock, hard enough to crack it. He'll straighten then, eyes turning black and his irises purple as his gate erupts behind him.

Shigeru is injured but the wounds don’t last very long, although for anyone who sees him and comes to his aid the terribly nasty gash to his side still hasn’t healed all the way and the cuts and bruises on him are just beginning to recede. More alarming is the state of Shigeru’s gate which is riddled with black, dark, veins and dripping a tar like substance that disintegrates whatever it falls onto. Shigeru looks far worse than he has in a while, but the Shigeru that most know isn’t exactly around right now, indicated by the black smoke and runic characters now etched on both sides of Shigeru’s neck and face, each breath he takes a billow of black smoke escapes him. There’s also a look in his eye, murderous, and clearly unstable as he takes up his stance to parry the creature’s next attack.

The alien like dog creature will launch itself towards him, but Shigeru easily bashes it away with his shield as he lets out an amused laugh, turning and jumping into the air, slashing the creature through its hind legs. It’ll let out a pained, scared, yelp as it tries to fight but those black, inky, tentacles that sprout from Shigeru’s shadow pin the beast down. He’ll grab it by the neck and start slamming its head into the ground in a repeated motion until it falls motionlessly on the ground. Just for good measure he'll stab it through the neck, tilting his head a little as he pull his swords out and just...looks at the blood in a noncommittal way. Hm. That wasn't very fun at all. He’ll straighten with a stoic, emotionless, expression on his face as he lets out another laugh as he covers his eyes with bloodied gloved hands, a soft ‘ah’ escaping him as he turns towards the cowering pack whose leader he just brutally killed. His sword, shield, and gloves now all pristine as he disintegrates whatever blood that was on them. ] Pathetic.

[ Another laugh as he steps forward, sword at the ready. He doesn’t mean anything he’s doing right now. But it was a culmination of a lot of things that caused this. Stress, anger, sadness and heart break. He usually kept it bottled up inside him so it’s no wonder this would be the result. He’s not exactly all there should anyone run into him. Just don’t try to interrupt his fun, otherwise he might turn to you next. ]

((ooc; if anyone wants to do more flower prompt/possessed!shigeru plotting feel free to hit my up on plurk @ pathogenic ))

Comments

[franciscoramon]

[ Since he'd hired Rey, Cisco doesn't really go out beyond the wall by himself anymore. It's safer and more efficient for the two of them to work together when they are going scavenging. However, he spends plenty of time just inside the wall, particularly when he's working on a project for the Guard.

This afternoon is one such day; he's heading back from the barracks, decided to take the long way so he could appreciate the sunshine, all the blossoms on the trees, the sweet-smelling air from all the flowers for the ongoing festival. That is why, when he sees a familiar (and yet deeply unfamiliar) face heading in from the wilderness, it is particularly jarring. It's wrong for anyone to be covered in that much blood, on a day as fine as today. And it's wrong for Shigeru's face to be all covered in runes, like he's become some kind of sudden tattoo fiend. For a moment Cisco wonders if it's some sort of costume, done in ink, and then Shigeru exhales dark smoke, and Cisco knows that something very very wrong has happened.

His concern is outweighing his caution, and he takes several steps towards his friend, asking: ]

Hey, Shigeru - you alright, man? What happened?!

[mysophobic]

[ It certainly looks like something out of a horror movie, the way Shigeru's shadow undulates with those tentacles and all that blood over him. He looks at least more stable...in that calm but silently ready to snap sort of way. The black smoke seeping from his mouth doesn't let up as he jerks his head towards Cisco, his posture relaxed as he tilts his head a little to look at him. He'll let out another sigh, rolling his eyes, as black smoke billows out from his mouth. ]

I'm fine. [ After that terrible break up with Dodger, and how he currently looks, he is totally not fine. But this is good, he needed this. It felt refreshing to just give in and go to town on those monsters. It felt...very liberating not having to really feel and just letting his anger consume him for a bit. He got out a lot of frustrated anger and resentment on those creatures, but that itch is still there. He's just not sure if he can or wants to turn back right now. But he's sporting some pretty nasty wounds not that he seems to notice. ]

What happened? [ He might just laugh a little holding his head with one hand. ] I was just training, that's all.

[ If brutally murdering things is considered training, sure, that's what he'll go with. ]

[franciscoramon]

[ If the weird creepy moving shadow and all that blood and the billowing black smoke weren't enough, the way Shigeru speaks, would have been enough to tell Cisco that this isn't Shigeru. At least, not Shigeru in his right mind. What was it he'd said, when the two of them were talking about that fight he'd had with Dodger? I get taken over by something horrible? At the time, Cisco had been thinking far more metaphorically. That Shigeru had some repressed anger issues that manifested themselves. That he lost control of his emotions and words. Not something like this, which seems way more like an actual bonafide demonic possession or some shit.

There's no missing how afraid Cisco is, eyes wide, all tense as if ready to run. But he doesn't understand the situation, and right now his concern for his friend is overriding his instincts and his sense of self-preservation. Should he get out of here and tell Genji? Or would that put Genji in danger? Or is there no danger at all, and mentioning it to Shigeru's boyfriend would cause problems between them? ]

You're hurt...

[ It's difficult to tell how hurt, because all of that blood can't be Shigeru's, can it? Not even with accelerated healing. No way would he still be walking. Cisco's eyes skitter between Shigeru's face (and the thoroughly unsettling expression, there), and a particularly nasty wound on Shigeru's shoulder, to the creepy movements of his shadow... are those tentacles? Feelers? Just what the hell even... ]

Why's your shadow all... why are you all...

[ At a loss for words, Cisco just gestures up and down at Shigeru, to encompass his whole creepy situation right now. ]

[mysophobic]

[ If Cisco's fear is even registering with Shigeru he's not exactly showing it. He looks momentarily stoic until Cisco mentions him being hurt and that just brings up a whole load of memories he doesn't even want to deal with right now. Those tentacles will flare out on the ground around him as he clenches his jaw and balls his hand into a fist, gripping the hilt of his sword until his knuckles are white. ]

Shut up. That's none of your concern. [ He'll just hiss back as that black noxious miasma billows from his mouth. He might smirk at the next statement taking a few steps forward and with each step a few droplets of blood hit the ground. ]

I told you I turned into a monster, didn't I? [ So why is Cisco so surprised? ] Did you think I was lying about that?

prepare for de-age shenanigans

[flowlikewater]

[ Genji is done with Perimeter guard things and chores for the day, so he sends Shigeru a text in late afternoon. He had only had the time to briefly pick up some different flowers from the festival... he hopes to go back with Shigeru, since it was where they met in the first place. ]

Hey love. Have you finished your shopping?
>Would you like to come over for dinner and stay the night?

i'm ready

[mysophobic]

[ Oh! Well. This is definitely a nice and very welcomed surprise. Shigeru was just thinking about Genji when he got this text. Funny how that works out some time. He'll smile happily as he reads it over, his face going red, as per usual when he even thinks about staying over Genji's place. ]

Yes! I was just heading home when you texted me. I'd really love to! What did you want to eat? Maybe we could make something together?

[ He could really use the distraction and Genji's presence. Honestly after that whole mess with Dodger...he really just needs some comfort. At least his wounds are basically gone aside from the fractures in his ribs, but the burns on his face have all but healed, thankfully. ]

[flowlikewater]

[ Genji's already smiling when he gets the reply. He'd removing his armor and putting on casual clothes, answering once he's done. ]

I just made some rice. How about onigiri? We've got some tuna and salmon.
>And I might have picked up a little gift for a certain somebody.

[mysophobic]

I think that sounds perfect, Genji. I have something for you too. I'll be over in a few minutes.

[ And true to his word Shigeru will arrive around ten minutes later with some of those baby blue eye flowers in a bundle. There's a shy sort of smile on his lips as he knocks on the door. ]

Genji? I'm-I'm here.

the park

[foxtrots]

[minsu doesn't really have a lot of hobbies. he doesn't play sports, he doesn't have any musical talent, he can't draw. it's not that he's bored, there are still plenty of things occupying his time and mind. but with survival and death at the center of so much of his life, it would be nice if he had a hobby where he was able to create something instead.

just...maybe not like things that are coming out of the drawing pad. minsu watches, a bite of ham hanging from his mouth before he pulls it in and finishes chewing it up. the poor guy looks panicked, so minsu goes over to join him in spite of the chaos.]

Ah, are you sure? Maybe no one's just ever given them the chance.

[minsu will, crouching and waving his sandwich in the general direction of some of the creatures. on second thought, he does have one hobby: eating.]

[mysophobic]

[ Shigeru is panicking because he honestly doesn't know if they'll run off and hurt people?! He's also a huge worry wort but that's something left for another day. Shigeru just worries his lip and fiddles with his drawing pad, a hand going out as Minsu bends down. ]

Ah! W-Wait. I-I don't know if they'll be mean or not. [ The creatures don't seem to move too much when Minsu steps forward although the spiky one will sniff the air before moving forward. ]

Just-just be careful.

[foxtrots]

[maybe minsu's a little bit of an optimist. maybe it's still a little bit of arrogance, the lingering belief that he's clever enough to get himself out of any sticky situation and survive another day. maybe he's too curious for his own good.

honestly, it's probably a combination of the three that has him crouching down and waving meat at unpredictable magical creatures. shigeru's worry makes him smile a little though.]

I promise that I won't hurt it and it won't hurt me.

[minsu's eyes do get a little sharper after making the promise, something coiled in his posture, as if ready to leap away at the first sign that he needs to.]

Come on. [minsu focuses on the spiky one.] Be nice, show your dad that you can be.

[mysophobic]

[ Shigeru still looks entirely unsure about all of this, but he will let Minsu do as he pleases, especially since the spiky creature will tilt its head curiously as it waddles closer then. It'll sniff the air before it looks at Minsu and then in a rather fast action it'll snap up the meat in his hands, careful not to bite him though, as it tries to drag it out of Minsu's grasp if he lets it. ]

Oh! It...actually took it. [ Shigeru sounds and looks so confused as he eyes the small creature. What in the world...maybe it was just acting on instinct? A drawing can't possibly...need to eat. ]

The park

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar's passing by when he hears Shigeru start yelling. Well, that can't be anything good. When he walks up, Ivar immediately takes in the bizarre scene. He knows he should really do something to help, but this is pretty darn funny, so he can't help but smile at first. But then images keep coming to life. Maybe he should do something to help?

Ivar wheels forward and calls out to Shigeru.]

Need a hand?

[He wonders if he could potentially acquire any of these creatures. That would be pretty darn cool.]

[mysophobic]

[ Shigeru sure does startle at the sudden interjection of one viking. He might look a bit embarrassed as he takes another step back from his newest 'creations'. ]

I-I don't know. They just sort of appeared when I finished drawing. [ How does he make it stop?! Please halp. ]

They don't seem to be violent though, so that's good, right?

[ragnarsson]

You...drew them to life?

[That's a first. Still, aside from the initial alarm, they don't appear to be angry or vicious creatures. Most of them look downright cute. He holds his fingers out and one of the little floating creatures that look almost like a will o' the wisp. It appears to be one of the friendlier ones, for it trills at him, zooming around his head, before perching on his lower arm.

He brushes his fingers against it, seeing if he can acquire the creature. Does it even have DNA?]

[mysophobic]

I-I guess so? [ He doesn't know what else it could be. But he's pretty sure they actually dragged themselves off the pages so... ]

It just started happening and I...I guess it's another power?

[ No one back home has this sort of power so that's all he can surmise from this. ]

park

[scholiast]

(It's not the yelp that alerts her, rather the weird squawking of the birds that has Lucretia turning her head to see what's up. She's been here for a number of months now and she's become used to the various sounds of wildlife; honestly, she's excited to think she might be about to see a new species she hasn't yet documented in her book.

The reality of the situation is much stranger. Shigeru is there, and he's surrounded by a myriad of little animals that appear to be clamouring for his attention. Non-violently, at least? Lucretia has a shield prepped anyway as she comes over to help, eyeing one of the cawing birds with suspicion as it turns its beady eyes on her.)

Are you alright? (Wait, hang on. Something long and scaly is pulling itself seemingly out of the ground toward Shigeru and that's when she notices the open notebook beneath it.

Lucretia, startled, immediately casts dispel magic at it.)

[mysophobic]

[ Shigeru will jump at the sudden voice, his attention entirely focused on the animals he seemingly drew to life. He wasn't expecting her to be there and once that spell hits the creature it'll disappear with a soft 'pop' as the book falls flat onto the ground again. Shigeru will look back at her with a surprised look. ]

How did you...do that?

[scholiast]

(Lucretia doesn't notice, because she's staring at the notebook. There's a drawing crossing the center of the double page spread of the very creature she'd just seen pulling itself from the book. W)

I– dispel magic, it does exactly what it says on the tin– what is that?

(Did... did that thing come out of the book?)

flower festivities

[bottombitch]

[ Aoba grins, presenting a number of flowers he has gripped in his hands, all wrapped with crinkly decorative paper to protect them from damage. There's much of the same in there, but Aoba offers them freely. ]

Hey, only if you take one. But let's do it at the same time!

[ Doing a small pump of his fist, he prepares himself to snatch a flower at random. But as he turns his face away and squeezes his eyes shut, he starts to reach out... ]

Ready, steady... go!

[ His hand pushes through the stems and closes around one, then pulls out a Valerian flower. He doesn't know it yet, but he'll soon find that he won't be able to withhold and censor himself as much as he typically does. Not anymore. ]

time for bitty!geru

[mysophobic]

Oh Aoba! I can definitely do that. [ Shigeru of course has no idea what any of these are either, so they're in the same boat. He's all smiles as he finally picks the baby blue eyes with a curious hum. ]

I wonder if they do anything special? This place is known for- [ ah, he spoke too soon as his height rapidly decreases and his voice gets softer and slightly squeakier. His clothes are far too big on his now as they drape about his arms and legs and he'll look around confused for a second before he turns to Aoba. ]

Ah! [ He's around 10 years old now and he looks back at Aoba with a curious but uncertain look. Thankfully his gloves are on still because his phobia is rather bad at this point in his life. Having just come into his powers. And luckily he still has his voice though the younger Shigeru is still extremely shy and socially awkward at this point in his life. He looks uncomfortable being around all these people so much so he starts to hunch in on himself and his breathing gets a bit more rapid. Right focus. He has to focus and not let his phobia get the better of him... ]

Wh-what's going on?

[bottombitch]

[ The transformation is really... something else. He's never seen something like this happen before, nothing that even comes close. So when he notices that Shigeru seems to be collapsing in on himself, terror grips him and then loosens when he realizes he's just... shrinking. His features soften, his clothes grow comically baggy and hang on his smaller frame.

He looks like a kid. He is a kid. ]

H...Heeh?! [ He's so shocked that he's just stammering and waving his hands, it's probably doing absolutely nothing to calm Shigeru's growing anxiety but he's also anxious! And surprised! ] Y-y-you got small!? Super small!

[ Aoba hangs there for a moment, staring. Finally, he puts his hands down at his sides and blurts out: ]

...You're so much more adorable than I thought you'd look.

Flowers, you pick the type

[happiertimes]

[Cullen has watched for the last twenty minutes as this man attempts to pick some from the rather pointed assortment the vendors are offering. And it appears he can't make up his mind at all. Of course, he could step in and try to help the other man, but he's no clue about flowers in this world. He remembers his mother's rose bushes and the other herbs she grew in their garden in Honnleath and the many medicinal herbs he had to learn about while he was being trained to join the Order.

But none of these look the least bit familiar, despite the fact that he's given some of them to a certain Inquisitor.

Although, when the man turns to offer him some of them, the former Templar is a little reluctant to accept them.]

I'm not a flower type, but thank you.

[mysophobic]

Oh! You-you don't have to take one if you don't want...

[ Shigeru isn't about to force people into having one of course. Still he smiles as he offers Cullen a Valerian flower. [

They're at least really nice to draw. I-I might have to keep some to do just that. Is this one good? Or would you like a different one?

[happiertimes]

[Cullen eyes the other man for a moment. The stammering throws him off and makes him a little curious as to its source. He knows that he's done it a time or two when confronted by a someone who's caught him off guard, but there's no way he could have done that with a total stranger when he approached Cullen in the first place.]

I'm afraid my opinion as to whether they're good subjects for art endeavors would mean little. I'm not very artistically inclined.