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@avtchanggu
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Hey all, just a bit of an update.
I pulled a bit of a disappearance act on you all, I apologise for that. Been busy with uni work. I plan on getting started on replying to replies tonight when I finish uni and I will respond to all the messages that I need to. Also welcome to new members, I will send you a message tonight as well.
Until then,
| Devilâs Trap |
avthyunwoo:
(...)
It could practically see the fear coming off of the human in waves, not that it was difficult to tell, what with the shaky hands and voice. The human wasnât marked for death, so it had no reason to kill it. If it did, there would likely be repercussions. And it wasnât going to risk that. It took a step backwards, scarlet eyes fixed on the human at the doorway, wondering what he would do next.Â
With a frog in his throat and a heavy heart, he proceeded forwards ignoring the way the flames burst from the beast almost naturally. Ignoring the way the flames made him feel, he was truly terrified, the most he had ever been. This wasnât normal, wasnât natural. Whatever the thing in front of him was, it wasnât human, or it wasnât anymore. His only deduction was that it was a mutant, or once was. There was no other explanation for what he was seeing, after all mutants pretty much made anything possible in this life. He had seen a few impressive abilities, but nothing like this.
Perhaps the oddest thing was the way the beast stepped away from him, as if it was afraid of hurting him? No, it wasnât that. Whatever it was, he was welcomed by it. With the first piece of meat gone, his eyes turned towards the other two pieces. The meat basically did nothing to halt his fear of the creature, in fact it didnât really do anything at all. The beast was still in front of him, eyeing him down. Possibly the only other option would be to feed the rest of the steaks to it, hopefully then it would be too full to even think about eating him. But then what does he do about it? He canât possibly keep it down here in the basement, it doesnât look like the type of animal you keep as a pet. He had to admit it was rather beautiful, a perfect specimen for his own gain, though harming it was something he could never do. It didnât have the stomach for it.
Changgu picked up another steak, taking another step towards the beast. Ever so slightly as to not wile it, make matters worse than they already had. Corner it, would that work? What does he do then? Throw a bag over its head and try to enable the beast unconscious? The flames that spawned from the creature made it apparent that getting close to it should not be an option. Stay as far away as possible.
Taking the steak he threw it across the room, not really knowing what he was trying to accomplish. At least if he moved it away from the stairs, he might have a brain blast, hopefully think of something within the next few seconds that can saw his and his hotels hide. If the beast followed the same principles as other animals, it should move towards the meat. If it didnât he was screwed.
Something new
[4:33PM] Recieved{Bomyi}: Are you free tonight?
[4:43PM] Sent: I sure am, how come?
[4:43PM] Recieved{Bomyi}: Good, weâre going out
[4:44PM] Sent: What? Where?
[4:45PM] Sent: HELLO????
Changgu canât quite remember how many times heâs been pulled into this situation, he just knows itâs been more than enough. He wasnât sure why he even set himself up to be disappointing like this. Here he was, sat in a club by himself and the person who invited him here was nowhere to be seen. Typical. One of these days he would say no, but that was not today.
He took a quick look around, grimacing at the sight of people being happy, enjoying themselves. Something that he himself would be doing if he wasnât here. Changgu wasnât the type to go out very much, especially not to clubs like this, to any bar really. Time at the hotel was tight and any free time he had left he used to help his family with whatever they needed or just enjoying his own hobbies. Maybe one more drink and then he would head out of here, work on whatever he had delivered to him the day before.
âExcuse me, can I have the strongest thing you have pleaseâ, he shouted to the bartender, attempting to raise his voice above the sound of the near-deafening music that they had playing. His phone vibrated and he sighed, awaiting to see the excuse that was used this time.
[10:47PM] Recieved{Bomyi}: Iâm so sorry, my boyfriends surprised me at home. Weâll go out another time, yeah?
Sure, he couldnât wait. The taste of sarcasm was strong in his mouth, it was a tad acidic. The experience of being here wouldnât be as bad if Changgu was the type of person to talk to someone. He wasnât the type of person who got hit on regularly, actually never. When he thought about it had had never been hit on, shame really. He was quite the catch in his own eyes, but of course you would be, wouldnât you?
Just finish this drink and he was out of here, what joy.
@avtjinwoo
Of similar interests
âDo you think that weâre being watched right here, right now?â Changgu was stunned, never in his life did he ever encounter people of this nature. So weird, weirder than himself. He didnât have the heart to tell them that they probably were being watched right now, considering security cameras were a thing. It was much more entertaining to see them freak out than tell them the truth. If he had to guess they were the type of couple who had a conspiracy about everything. Must of been a good thing that they were checking out today, any longer and Changgu would of just had to say something.
Sending a smile their way, he turned back to his work, making sure that they had left before giving any sign of displeasure. He would have to make a written note to his mother just in case they returned to the hotel, she especially wouldnât be able to deal with them. It just wasnât in here nature, bless her.
Changgu checked his watch, almost time for his deliveries for the day. The hotel lobby had become quite the eye-sore for lack of a better term, so when the option of ordering some flowers came into the picture, he couldnât be happier. Perhaps he would put them beside the entrance, you can see them from outside and it would give a nice impression to potential guests. Itâs one thing that Changgu liked about being co-manager (though he would say manager, donât tell his mother), being able to make decisions like this, even if they didnât seem too big of a deal.
As he contemplated and tossed around different ideas he was awoken from his own thoughts, his first delivery had just arrived. Seems like it was from the florist shop.
@avtjonghyun
Unlikely ally
âI hope you both had a pleasant stay. We hope to perhaps see you again!â Changgu smiled, bowing to the couple as they both began to exit the hotel. Another day another dime, was something him and his mother had began to say to each other. Turnover lately was quicker lately, more guests deciding to stay for one night only than a couple of days, which was usually the norm. It was hard to get made at something like that, especially since that meant he had more time to himself.
âChangguâ, he turned to his mother gesturing to one of their 'regularâ residents. âHeâs been acting weird again. Fidgeting, on edge, the usual. Make sure heâs not in any trouble will you?â And with that his mother was gone, probably off to the kitchen to fetch another late meal for the residents in room 6, they always enjoyed their midnight snack.
Ming, at least that was what he had introduced himself as when he checked in. A mutant. Must of been around sixteen, seventeen. Cute kid, the type thatâs easily manipulated. Thatâs what always worried Changgu. He liked to take pride in his hotel, a safe place in which mutants and humans alike to stay without any worry of trouble. Outside in the city was another thing entirely. His mother was right though, he looked worried, more so than any other night.
It probably wasnât the best move but he tailed behind him the moment he left the hotel, making sure not to be seen of course. After what must of been ten minutes the other stopped and Changgu quickly did the same thing. Never was a good sign if you ended up in a dark alley in the middle of the night. Bad times ahead it seemed.
Before he knew it Ming was approached by two other men. The big and burly type, defiantly not the type you wanted to be around. Clearly mutants, Ming must of done something stupid. Perhaps watching would be the best course of action for now, wouldnât want to run into anything he couldnât handle without a plan.
@avtjiyeon
savior â do not edit
| Devilâs Trap |
avthyunwoo:
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Had he not been paying attention, he wouldâve kept running and fallen down the steps, but instead, he took them three at a time, basically jumping down to land on his hands and knees. The pain jolted up his limbs, but he could care less. It felt like he had fire burning him alive from the inside. And things felt⊠wrong. There was a metallic tinge in his mouth as he bit down on his tongue to stop any sounds from escaping. Instead, he found his vision darkening until there was nothing but murky darkness all around him. The pain faded away, as did his consciousness.
His bones lengthened and his skin stretched. Fur covered his body and then there stood in his place, a hound, pitch black with searing red eyes.
@avtchanggu
Fridays were always a personal favourite for Changgu. Fridays typically meant less work, which you wouldnât expect for a hotel business. For whatever reason it was always the Saturday that brought people to the hotel, perhaps seeking a place to stay for the weekend whilst they travel around Incheon. Like most days, his mother had left him in charge whilst she ran some errands. Probably picking up those potted plants that she had talked about so frequently. And his father was⊠well, being his father. At this point it was pretty much him and his mothers business, his father didnât seem to be that into it anymore. Though he didnât mind, his father had other things to do anyway.
âOkay, so youâll be staying in room 7. Itâs on the second floor and the stairs are over there,â Changgu states, pointing across the hotel lobby towards the staircase. âFor breakfast we have a variety of options, youâll find a menu within your room. If you could be so kind, please ring a little bit later on with your order and time with which you would like to have your breakfast and we will sort it out.â Pulling his best receptionist smile he handed the couple he was checking in their keys and begged them a pleasant stay. An interaction like that had pretty much become the norm for him and his mother, it never got old though, to his surprise.
He watched them depart up the stairs, giving them a small smile and quick wave when they looked back for a second. Alone again. At this time it wasnât anything shocking, to be the only one in the lobby. Giving a huff he made his way towards the kitchen, a sandwich was on the cards, he hadnât eaten in what must of been several hours. He deserved it.
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About to take a bite of the recently made sandwich he was stopped by what sounded like heavy footsteps, someone was running in the lobby it seemed. But who? Placing the plate back onto the kitchen counter he made his way to the lobby, noting not a soul was around. âUmm, hello?â he questioned, looking around only to be met with silence. It wasnât until his eyes hit an open door that he started feel slightly panicked. The basement, the door to the basement was open. It was explicitly restricted to only a few people, ones Changgu trusted.
Walking through the open door he called out, âHello?â. He was sure the room was locked, or did he forget again? Whatever happened someone was in the basement, that much was certain. Taking small strides down the steps into the open he looked around, for any sign of life. He quickly turned around, stopping dead in his tracks when he laid his eyes on whatever it was. It was horrifying, the only way to describe it was demon-like. It was too big to be a dog and a wolf? In Incheon? No way was that a thing. Luckily for him, whatever the thing before him was hadnât noticed him yet. Gulping for what little breath he left he took a few steps backwards, slowly. Itching his way towards the stairs, attempting not to make any unnecessary noise.
Dashing for the stairs he ran back through the open door and closed it, locking it in the process. Whatever that thing was, it was stuck down there for now. What do I do? What do I do? he echoed in his head, quite a few times. It was potentially dangerous, but what could he do? Ring the police? That wasnât a good choice right now, he mother would be furious. Involvement with the police was not what his family needed right now. There was no one around and it wasnât exactly like he could ask that couple he just checked in for help, they were guests after all. The only thing he could think of was to try and entice it, lure it out maybe.
Running to the kitchen he grabbed whatever meat he could find, it had to eat meat, right? Maybe he could distract it with meat and then throw a bag over itâs head and get it out, but itâs size would be a problem. Four raw steaks in hand he found himself back at the door to the basement, unlocking it again. Closing the door behind him he followed the steps down and quickly saw the âbeastâ again, it had moved. It was closer to the stairs this time. He placed three of the steaks onto the ground, opening one of them. Hopefully this wasnât gonna be such a bad idea, one could only hope, right?
âHeyâŠ. buddy. I got this for you,â he spoke with shaky breath, his arm slightly trembling. Reaching out his arm towards the âbeastâ in front of him. The worst that could happen would be him losing an arm.
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Hello all ~ Iâm Dylan, or Dill and Iâm here to bring you my weird but wonderful child. First of all thank you all for the messages and I will get around to replying to them as soon as I finish this introductory post. He has a profile, which I will be adding to more at some time today. Also a plot page, which again will be added when I can.
the softest look ever oh my god
