[open] october catchall;

[cashewlater]

WHO: cyno (cashewlater) & YOU!
WHAT: october prompts including tdm prompts and a network option!
WHERE: all over the place!!
WHEN: all month.
WARNINGS: some body horror and probably violence, will update as necessary!




green tea; monster within me -

[ realistically, and logically, cyno knows full well that you shouldn't drink strange tea provided to you by an ominous garden in a city like this, where psychological horrors seem to wait behind every door, ready to haunt you. but i'm a sucker for body horror, and cyno feels drawn to the tea as if in a dream, his body moving to take a seat before he even has the chance to think it through. one sip of green tea is all it takes.

with a sharp gasp, cyno leaps back, his cup crashing to the cobblestones, shattering immediately, but a broken cup is the last of his worries. cyno begins to change. his bones warp with sickening wet cracks, his body stretching, face elongating into a snout filled with sharp teeth. pale white fur sprouts from his skin, his hands and feet developing claws and pads, a tail whipping free of his spine, spattering blood against the table and chairs. by the time the transformation is finished, cyno is on all fours, part man, mostly jackal, his fur streaked with blood, his scarlet eyes wide and wild with pain and barely restrained bloodlust.

he turns toward you, hackles raised, a deep, dangerous growl rolling in his chest as he lowers his body to attack. ]

spilled tea; plant whispers -

[ okay so, that wasn't fun.

somehow, gossipy flowers are even less fun. cyno will take the body horror, thanks. he's here to gather samples for his partner, carefully plucking leaves and flower heads and tucking them away into his canvas bag, when suddenly, there's a voice - several voices, all whispering to him as he passes. the flowers turn their heave heads toward him, and it almost seems as if.. they're smiling. a shiver skips down his spine. ]

Abandoned child.. poor child.. who could love you?

So much blood on your hands, little jackal.

Will you place yourself upon the scales as well, in the end? Will your heart weigh heavy?

network; getting to know you -

[ hi, it's a video! here's cyno, in an oversized black hoodie, sitting in what appears to be an apartment. he's frowning, but it's difficult to tell if he's upset or if this is just his usual face. ]

.. hey. I'm Gener- err.. I'm Cyno. I've been here a little while now, but I've never introduced myself. I'd say it's good to meet you, but circumstances being what they are..

Mm. What's.. "Halloween"?

wildcard;

[ cyno can easily be found around the city, checking out new places, working out at the gym, taking meals, snooping around the costume store etc.. hit me up with anything you like!! if you'd like a custom prompt just let me know! ]

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green tea

[wreatharrow]

[ Of course this place is a veritable gold mind for Tighnari. There are so many things that he wants to look at. Document. Explore. Maybe even try to get a cutting of or some kind of seed. It's the botanist coming out in him. There really hasn't been too many places that are abundant with any sort of flora or fauna... So the fox has to take what he can get here.

So into this task, a notebook in hand as he is drawing, Tighnari doesn't even see the tea on the table. Has not the faintest clue that Cyno has meandered over to the table. In the back of his mind he likely does. But it isn't registering.

Now the crash of the cup against the stone is what gets his attention. Tighnari's eyes go wide at the transformation. But he doesn't move. Not while the transformation causes Cyno's body to break and bend in unnatural ways. Not when there's blood dripping onto the table and the floors. Not even when Cyno is rushing his way.

Tighnari stands his ground. ]

Cyno.

[cashewlater]

[ later, when he looks back on this, he will find that all of this is not so different from when he was first learning to control hermanubis's power. that surge of feral, raw energy, urging him toward violence, pushing him to rend and tear and rip, to taste warm blood - it's not so different.

and tighnari both looks and smells like a fresh meal.

growling low and deep in his chest, the jackal stalks nearer, jaws snapping, and pounces, broad, wickedly clawed paws slamming into the fox's chest. furred lips pull back over his teeth in a snarl, cyno's hackles raised high.

the desire to tear him apart is strong, but tighnari's scent.. it calms him. ]

[wreatharrow]

[ Tighnari hits the cobblestone a little hard. The air leaves his lungs and his tail thrashes about. But Cyno doesn't try anything else. Doesn't do anything but sit there and breath sickly, stinky hot air onto Tighnari.

But that doesn't stop the Forest Watcher. Even trying to gasp and get air into his lungs, he's not giving up on calming the other down. His hand slides along that muzzle. Soothing. ]

[cashewlater]

[ cyno's entire body is tense, lean muscles taut and firm as he keeps tighnari pinned to the stone ground, teeth bared, snarling. one bite of his strong jaws around tighnari's throat would be enough to snap him apart.

yet tighnari doesn't plead for his life, or strain to get away, he only lays a hand against cyno's warm, furry muzzle, stroking gently. at the touch, cyno first hackles further, growling deep, but then.. he begins to settle. ]

[wreatharrow]

It's all right, Cyno. The only person here right now is me. You're not going to hurt me, right?

[ Tighnari is going to continue to scratch along Cyno's jaw. Then reach up for those ears. Considering he is someone with a set himself, he knows how it feels get scratches there.

He's going to need to tread carefully. Tighnari is aware. No sudden movements. Watch Cyno for signs of agitation or distress. ]

Spilled Tea

[justscribing]

[The flowers have turned their slights to someone else, which at least is a reprieve. It isn't so much he's intentionally listening, but determined after a while that just drowning them out with his noise cancelling would also make it difficult to hear someone else approaching, and he's trying to dodge people while he's in here.

So he also can't ignore it, and what he does hear... well, the only way to verify is by going to check it out.

So he does, pushing past overgrown foliage until he finds Cyno.]

[cashewlater]

[ yeah there are probably only so many "little jackals" here, so.. alhaitham does indeed find cyno! looking just a little bit forlorn, but doing his best to hide it. ]

I can't get them to be quiet.

[justscribing]

[There are indeed only so many jackals who have a particular affinity for justice. So Alhaitham isn't surprised when he spots him--though he's looking more despondent than usual.]

No, trying to do so only seems to encourage them worse than ignoring them. [Mostly because he hasn't stuck with anyone who is actually telling any plants to shut up except their own.]

I have discovered that they don't bother anyone who is holding hands, though I've yet to figure out why.

[cashewlater]

Violent, bloody little jackal.. you've ruined so many lives.. killed so many sons, and mothers, and siblings..

[ cyno's jaw tightens, and he glances away, swallowing thickly. how do these flowers know? how can they so easily read his heart? his deeply buried insecurities? ]

.. holding hands? [ do the flowers get jealous and shut up??

one of the flowers is also turning toward alhaitham.. ]

[justscribing]

[He sees that flower craning. Quickly he sticks his hand out.] If you're wondering why I don't have an answer to that. I just know it works.

wildcard - let me know if you need any changes!

[killed]

[ Hiyori loves Halloween - all of the holidays, really, but Halloween has a unique charm to it for how much of it centers around ghosts and ghouls and things that people would be spine-chilling at any other time of year. It isn't celebrated in Japan as it is in the West, but he knows the traditions well enough. Thus, Cyno's post was more than enough reason to try and rope him into the festivities.

They don't really know each other, but it's a small enough place that names get around, and he doesn't need much more than a brief exchange of names to approach someone. ]

... Cyno-san! Just the person I was looking for! Could I ask for your assistance with something?

looks good to me!!

[cashewlater]

[ cyno is certainly curious enough about this halloween that he wants to know more! dressing up in scary costumes?? sounds very novel and fun. he's into it, so far.

anyway! cyno looks a little surprised, tilting his head like a curious dog. ]

Oh. Sure. How can I help?

[killed]

[ good his cute puppy kitten! they will be festive!!!! ]

You wanted to know more about Halloween, yes? Well, I thought it might be nice to make the town a little more festive, or at least the apartments...

[ Or at least their apartments because this place just makes it so they can't have nice things... But there WILL be skeletons hung up on doors, thank you. ]

I thought I would start with creating jack-o’-lanterns! Has anyone told you about them yet?

[cashewlater]

[ please dress him up as a werewoof!! ]

Oh, you mean.. like decorations?

[ that's not out of his sphere of knowledge. sumeru always dresses itself up for the sabzeruz festival, and mondstadt had looked beautiful during windblume. he's game!! though he shakes his head a moment later. ]

No.. what is it?

[killed]

[ we WILL be making him the cutest werewoof!! ]

It's a carved lantern! You carve a face into a pumpkin, then place a candle in it. If you light it and set it outside of your house - or apartment, in this case - it'll ward off restless spirits! Costumes are much in the same way... We're just making scary faces to scare off wandering souls and undead creatures.

[ That's the short of it, anyway. It's a charming thought, clever even, especially when considering the lore behind it. ]

The name comes from an old legend about a man named "Stingy Jack."

network

[anthropophagite]

Halloween used to be a religious festival held on November 1st. With time it evolved to be something more fun and no longer about religion to some, where people dress up and go around asking for candy.

It doesn't exist everywhere. It's not really celebrated in my country, for example.

[cashewlater]

I see. I know of many festivals, back home, but none quite like that. They dress up in frightening outfits?

[anthropophagite]

They can be frigthening.
Or cute. Or a mix of everything.

Some outfits are a bit more mature too. [ sexy, he means sexy ]

[cashewlater]

[ does he mean.. sexy.. ]

Mature.. I see. Well, whatever makes people happy. Is dressing up required?

[anthropophagite]

[ he means... sexy... ]

No, I don't believe so. Although that's what this place seems to want us to do. There is a big Halloween shop selling all sorts of costumes.

Green Tea

[blackabyss]

[The strange tea garden was a curious new addition to this strange city, and whenever new things appear, Fumikage wants to investigate. And that's what he's doing when he hears the cries of pain. He hurries to the scene, but isn't prepared for the horrific sight before him.]

What the--?!

[That's all he's able to say before the jackal-monster rounds on him. Fumikage's eyes widen as he steps back. If the jackal lunges at him, he calls out sharply.]

Dark Shadow!

[Dark Shadow materializes before him, swiping his shadowy claws in front of Fumikage to try and ward the monster away.]

[cashewlater]

[ though the monstrous jackal does not entirely look like cyno anymore, fumikage may in fact recognize the large, glowing hooked claws at the end of the monster's forepaws, crackling with electricity..

cyno lunges with surprising speed - the jackal may not be enormous, but he is quite fast, fast enough to dodge out of the way of those sweeping claws with ease. growling deep in his chest, cyno circles fumikage slowly, his hackles raised up high, tail lashing, though a part of him.. knows what he is doing. wrestles for control.

he speaks, voice distorted, but not unrecognizable. ]

Get.. get.. away..

Sorry about the delay! Thanksgiving week got a bit busy orz

[blackabyss]

[Dark Shadow lets out a hiss of his own as his attack misses, but remains near Fumikage, ready to intercept should another attack come. Seeing those glowing claws and the sparking electricity, Fumikage definitely makes that connection between this jackal-like monster and the Anubis-core man that he spoke to at the mall. It makes his eyes widen as the knowledge hits him, stunned and horrified. What happened to him??]

[Hearing those halting words have Fumikage's brow furrowing. Was he still in some kind of control? He clenches his hands into fists as he braces himself.]

Cyno-san... What happened to you?

[If he can talk, can he communicate? Is there some reason still within the beastly man?]

no worries, i'll be slow too, i have ny comic con tomorrow and sunday! hope your holiday was good!!

[cashewlater]

[ there is still reason indeed, yes, though it struggles to claw its way to the surface, and it's only cyno's strong willpower that allows him to wrest control at all.

the jackal's jaws snap, claws digging into the ground beneath them as he fights with himself not to lunge. ]

Tea.. wrong..

[ he shakes his large, shaggy head hard, scraping the earth with his paws. ]

Oh dang, hope you have fun!

[blackabyss]

Tea..?

[Fumikage looks on the ground, and looks more closely at the shattered mess on the ground. And looking more closely, he can see small puddles of green liquid amidst the shattered remains. Had this been caused by drinking some strange tea? Brow furrowed, Fumikage looks around some more, before his eyes settle on the nearby wooden shelf. Perhaps something there could help..?]

[Bringing his gaze back to the poor jackal-man before him, a serious expression forms on the young man's face. This... it was horrifying, but he was trained for this. He was a hero-in-training, and he's had experience dealing with emergencies before. He has to act quickly if he wants to help Cyno.]

Cyno-san, try to keep hold of your humanity! I'm going to search for a remedy for you. Dark Shadow, keep an eye on him.

Got it!

[Dark Shadow shifts to put itself more in between Cyno and Fumikage, while the teen begins to move towards the shelf. He keeps an eye on Cyno though, just in case.]