The sky was filled with shades of grey being covered by clouds as it suddenly started to rain. Not expecting to have it suddenly storm, the witch kinda came unprepared. And so he instantly he raised his arm to shield himself from the rain. Now he was always warned around traveling at night? But being the curious person that he is, of course that wouldn’t stop him. He didn’t understand the dangers he could encounter, but he believe he was much more capable to protect himself. “Yes mother, I’m uhh just resting at home. I’ll talk to you later.” he said kinda lying through his teeth as he slipped the phone into his pocket having his eyes wander trying to find the nearest place he could use for shelter.
And so he came across a bar, running his fingers through the locks of his hair as he took a seat. “Ah don’t mind the messy hair. Didn’t expect to rain so suddenly. I’ll just have rice wine thank you.” he said to the bartender as he took off his robe since it was completely drenched from the rain. Taking a small sip as he thanked the bartender silently listening to the rain pitter batter against the glass window. “You know, I’m curious. I been told that there's some dangerous things happening out there. Mind filling me in what exactly?” He wasn’t familiar with the area, but nor was he naive. Just well--curious.
Curiosity killed the cat? But he didn’t believe in that saying.
Looking for some new plots for my boo, if you’re interested in one let me know c:
Curiosity really can kill the cat -
Jieun always makes comments about how her curiosity is going to be the end of her and one day it seems like that time has come. When she calls you for help [either accidently or on purpose can be plotted] she doesn’t explain just what has happened only that she’s injured and she can’t make it back to the academy without help. Judging by the location that she gives you its evident that whatever transpired was something she most certainly shouldn’t have seen and for her to be hiding the situation can only get worse.
[Further plotting needed but looking for an actiony thread]
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Time after Time -
While cleaning her room Jieun stumbles across a box that she hasn’t opened in years. After dragging it out she prepares to settle at the table to go through it when she hears a knock at the door and remembers she invited you over to study. Inviting you in she directs you to the table while she goes to prepare some snacks and when she comes out she sees you looking through the box and the pictures of her. That would be normal if the pictures weren’t dated between 30 and 60 years back.
—-> Someone she’s acquainted with who is unaware of just how old she really is. Or someone who knows but it doesn’t click until they see the photos.
—->Mindless fluff with past life head canons
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Whatever it takes -
More than three years ago Jieun allowed holy retribution to come upon two thugs who tried to jump her. In the turmoil a locket of hers was pulled off and she never figured out where that locket went until now. Watching the news she see’s a shot of the evidence room in the Seoul city police department and what’s sitting in one of the evidence bags calling her name? The very locket she never thought she would see again. That locket is one of her most treasured and important items and she will do anything to get it back. In comes your character. She knows you can help her get back such an important trinket, but the question is will you help her willingly or for a price?
—-> Adventure/Action/Possible violence. if your character has powers/weapon skills they want to show this is a good plot for it
—-> Open to Teachers and students with strong magical powers. More plotting needed.
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The Jetset life is gonna kill you
Gaze into her killing jar, I’d sometimes stare for hours (sometimes stare for hours). She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line. I’m just the worst kind. Of guy to argue. With what you might find. And for the last night I lie. Could I lie with you?
When it comes to getting in trouble Jieun’s mouth often cashes checks that are near impossible to pay. This time she finds herself with a hit upon her head having offended a very powerful being and she’s dragged your character into the mix. Getting to the safety of the academy proves to be a problematic danger and if the two of you make it she’ll definitely owe you one
—-> Adventure/Action/Possible violence. if your character has powers/weapon skills they want to show this is a good plot for it
—-> Open to teachers and students who aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty and maybe get shanked a little
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Lacrimosa -
Mournfully be that day, On which from ashes shall arise. The guilty man to be judged; O God, have mercy on him. Gentle Lord Jesus, Grant them eternal rest. Amen.
Usually Jieun is good about covering the scars upon her back from where her wings were first torn off because she knows what they’re truly capable of. One day her guard is let down and you happen upon her with a curious need to touch them, feel them, but when your hands touches the raised skin neither of you could be prepared for what will happen. Somehow you’re transported into her memories and you find yourself in the land of Sodom and Gommorah as its about to be destroyed by a band of righteous angels of which Jieun is apart. Of course plans change as she realizes you’re there and now she has to not only keep you safe, but somehow find a way to stir you from this memory without getting you killed because neither of you is certain that this is all just a memory, and neither of you wants to find out just what could happen if you die there.
—-> TLDR Based on lore that to touch a scar can link you to the pain of how it became.
—-> Open to any race, Student, staff etc who is stupidly curious. Leading to either an exasperated friendship or a hate for you invading her privacy.
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Symptoms
Having attended the academy for years, its rare that Jieun isn’t doing something to try and grow in strength and regain the powers she had as an angel. She knows at one point in time she possessed telekinetic abilities and the ability to manipulate molecules but, due to lack of research on her part she never estimated how much energy it would take away from her, especially as she’s been training these powers in secret until they’re stable.
Lately the build of school work, relationships and trying to split her time evenly between things has caught up with her and with her energy this low the powers she’d been training to control for months begin to fritz out and she isn’t sure how to put a cap on them. Nor does she realize what a problem an Angelic being with temperamental powers could be. Perhaps you notice her napping and teleporting to different place in her sleep. Maybe you happen to spot things floating around her as she zones out in class. Perhaps you step to close to her and the live energy around her zaps you well enough to alarm you that something isn’t right. Either way you speak up about it and hopefully can help in some way.
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Scars remind us
And our scars remind us
That the past is real
I tear my heart open
Just to feel
A side effect of once losing her wings is that the scars where they once existed open a gateway to her angelic past. The scar’s running across her back almost in the shape of a cross once touched create a shared memory for the one that touches them except the problem with that is that the choice of what they both see isn’t one she can control. Either by accident or on purpose your hand comes in contact with the scar and you’re dragged through one of her memories as if you’ve lived it yourself [can be plotted what kind of memory]. You snap back to reality with her hand clasping your arm dangerously tight as she pins you with a murderous gaze questioning just what in the hell you think you’re doing.
—-> Open to any race, Student, staff etc who is stupidly curious. Leading to either an exasperated friendship or a hate for you invading her privacy.
((Plots: since i currently lack motive for my threads atm and would like to set up some new plots.i’m not dropping what I have but I need some things to set myself back in motion.))
DISTURBANCE-
late each night as your muse has attempted to sleep there have been sounds coming from the floor above. Loud ones, bangs and thumps. You let it go on three nights before you finally decide to go up and see what this is all about. The vacated room has a temporary inhabitant, and your muse is shown something they would rather not see.
- trig: gore sensitive, violence
( free for villagers,teachers and students)
Tainted-
your muse has been seeking something new, something different from the mundane at Insolitus Academy. For a while they have held a small interest in the dark haired woman and when the two are paired up on a school project your muse decides to go for it. your muse aims to be friends- and Acoda knows how to show her friends the beauty of life....and death.
(students)
The Abyss-
there is a mysterious chasm opened within the demon realm that Acoda has a sudden interest in. It relates to her- in ways she would not freely disclose. Not that she needs anyone to go with her, but it always makes things more fun when theres another body to use as a sheild if things go sour down there. Putting up a notice on the village bulletin board for an “expedition” partner- she awaits a telephone call of hopeful applicants.
(selective; keeping this realistic I will have Acoda meet with whoever wants to come and she will either reject or accept them. fun right? multiple threads that way.all folks are welcome,student, villager, teacher, staff, or non insolitus even (looks @ Tori))
Forgotten Baby-
(reserved for muses who have had more than one conversation with Acoda)
she seeks help- something she never thought she would do is ask your muse for this help. This require that you find something she physically cant reach by herself, deep in the pit of the dead sea. What that is will be disclosed in the thread.
(any)
Cry for Help -
your muse witnesses Acoda on a murderous massacre rampage one night and seeks to put an end to it- facing her in the process. Will you run or stand and fight?
Seduction 101 -
sure- what with the damn names of the couple being burned into the lawn, carved into the trees, written in textbook margins- evERYONE knows about Acoda and Sehun. But beyond that still are the whispers of how much of a player the demon was before him. your muse is a bit insecure and has their sights on seducing someone- envious of the confidence Acoda has in both her past exploits and her current lover and you come for advice.
Oh she’ll give the advice, but it always comes with a price tag.
(any)
(possible nsfw mentions;)
Dark Faith-
your muse and Acoda begin a discussion about religion, and your muse is curious enough that Acoda begins to share her ancient personal practices and deities that transcend time.
(any)
Black Eye
( this is a set role, meaning its not just a thread but a role in Acoda’s life and future threads.)
one encounter had your muse hooked to her, intrigued by her mystery, her darkness, and her carnage your muse develops feelings close to an obsession over the demoness.
The thread starts with their meet and actions of the night and develops into a longstanding thing that will grow into either becoming her sidekick, or moving on.
(any)
She murmured quite smug at the individual whom she shared Hypnotism class with. The partnered up classmates had the task of hypnotizing the other into falling asleep, and nobody would have chosen Acoda willingly. Despite her being a beautiful girl she was quite known to be deadly as well in the magical sense. Despite that she was going to do her best not to accidentally send someone off to the underworld out of the “kindness” of her heart.
“Why don’t you try hypnotizing me again. This time look me directly in the eyes.....”
Shadows moved along the walls as she took her time walking into the dance hall. Violet eyes slid beneath her curved lashes, her hips making slow circles as the slow creeping beat pulsed through the speakers.
She made her way to a chair in the center of the room, slipping her hand along the backside of it.
White teeth slipped into a nibble of her bottom lip and she looked into the wall of mirrors. In the dim light she could see herself, baseball cap low on her forehead, hair falling freely. A shirt cut at midriff level and black leggings with black flats were the choice items to coat her body tonight.
She left the door opened, and the sound of the music from her speakers crept out into the world....
She made sure with her eyes that her camera was set up and recording and began to dance.
