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Mayfield Mods ([personal profile] mayfield_mods) wrote in [community profile] welcome_rpg2012-07-02 01:17 pm
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welcome to mayfield: day 3



[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]


OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.
forgottenmagia: nanaroku | pixiv id 7463 (☸ sway like skeletons)

[personal profile] forgottenmagia 2012-07-03 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[........

w h a t

It takes her by surprise for the first few seconds, as she stands there blankly, her hand still holding the fireball.

But she eventually comes back to her senses--it wasn't human, of course, it wasn't even something she knew to be a youkai, so it needed to be dealt with in an inhumane manner.

She dodges as best she can, continually stepping away, concentrating all the energy she can into her fists, hardening them to diamond-levels...and taking a packed swing when the creature was closest.
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forgottenmagia: (☸ faito!! faito!!)

[personal profile] forgottenmagia 2012-07-04 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
[It is right then that she really regrets not having her flight back. Oh, well. She'll just have to start working on channeling that energy back into her feet, if this thing wants to play on the ground. For the moment, though, she settles for flinging shots of ice at the ground, hoping to at least slow it down.]
forgottenmagia: (♥ so shake him off)

[personal profile] forgottenmagia 2012-07-05 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She waits. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Ten minutes.

And finally allows herself to sink to her knees, her breathing heavier than normal. She was used to seeing these kinds of things in Makai--it was a world full of demons, after all, but at least they seemed to have sense. They had personalities underneath their gurgling faces.

Whatever this thing was, it wasn't anything that existed back in Gensokyo.

With a heavy shudder, she rises back to her feet, starting to once more frantically search for the exit. If she was lucky, she'd just end up back at the entrance, and spend another night sleeping in the church...it seemed lovely, at this point.
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