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[thecreaturecrossroads]

Up the Airy Mountain

@reddiadem connected to Tensions in the Courts

The air held the faint smell of moisture in in it. Telling of a fog that might be rolling in. Summer had ended and the first days of autumn saw the liquid amber trees to the west of their home already hurriedly changing to the bright yellows, oranges, and reds of Fall. The apple harvest was good and the pumpkins were ripening well.

Keeva slumbered away in their bed. The windows were wide open to let in the warm air, and she slept under only a thin sheet. Her changes for her fall season had fully settled on her shoulders and now they were just waiting for the day it would start.

As the sun was setting a faint feeling was starting to disturb the Owl Goddess’s slumber. And it was not the welcome feel of her beloved Infernum returning to the house with the dogs. In her sleep the hair at the nape of her neck raised a little. Almost like a dogs hackles bristling.

[cybernetic-crusader]

A Frightful Forest

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JJ had come to hear of the rumours that surrounded the sprawling forest of the area he was transversing through. The legends of beings of unimaginable splendour and fear that populated the deepest recesses, only to be guarded by monsters and creatures of fearsome intent, larger and more deadlier than your standard forest dweller. A certain death sentence to some, and the scene for a horror movie for most...

But to JJ? It was a challenge.

A chance to improve himself, to better himself in ways that petty thugs and purse thieves couldn’t provide - A sense of risk, that primal danger that the streets just didn’t possess. Thus, he thrust himself with naive eagerness into the endless woods with his van, eventually coming to a halt once the brush became too dense. 

For some time, there was nothing, and JJ found only boredom from the comfort of his van, but after just a few hours...He wasn’t alone. A shadow in the corner of his eye, or a glint of eyes in the darkness, a moment of silence until...Crunch.

A twig snapped. The figure leapt from the shadows, teeth gleaming through the murky light, and even with JJ’s augments, he was too slow and too human to handle the ferocious tenacity of the beast. Claws struck flesh, fur struck flesh and teeth gnawed...Metal?

A brief advantage, a surprise to the shadowy fiend, who was promptly surprised by the addition of a shocking development...A taser. A startled yelp echoed through the woods, and in its spasm of panic and pain, the beast let go, releasing JJ, and took flight through the woods. A small victory, however, the damage had been done...

...Blood seeped from the cuts across his chest, three defined claw marks having shredded through the padded vest. Teeth marks dented the metallic limbs, and a startling crack followed up the right side of his mask. His breathing staggered, filtered through the mask, and he rested his head against the trunk of a fallen tree, his left hand over the bloodied wounds. Nothing too deep but he needed just a little rest. Just a little close of his eyes.

This might have been slightly....Out of his depth.

[acreepyworldwelivein]

Two futures were swirling in front of his eyes right now and it was starting to give him a pounding headache. Either go straight home or find that lost freak wandering somewhere in this city’s version of Skid Row. Hard to miss, that kind of guy. Looked like a real monster. Probably was gonna attract trouble. And if Three Eye heard there was trouble in the area Prophet prowled for a fix, he’d be a cranky ass.

Figuring he’d get to his dealer later, Prophet found himself walking down the streets where he knew that other guy was... or would be soon. 

Cold as dicks and with an icy sprinkle of rain spattering against the top of his head, Prophet’s teeth chattered as he turned the corner and saw the back end of the freak. Man, and he thought some of the other Creations were creepy. The seer made sure to yank up his hoodie hood before he called up ahead.

“Hey, dumbass, you’re lost. You were supposed to take a right back there.”

Why was he even bothering?

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[plcasantnights]

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Eddie Dean isn’t a guy who does well in nature. He’s a city guy. He’s street smart. Not... Dirt. Smart. Dirt poor, maybe, but not dirt smart. 

The place he had wound up seemed like a hiking trail. There was a row of gravel to mark off where the main trail was that sometimes broke off into different paths through the trees. Speaking of trees, those were arched over the path itself and it being late in the day and all, there wasn’t a lot of light. So it was fairly dark, there were very few people, and there was just a gaunt man looking vaguely like death and wondering when he was going to be able to get out of here. Oh, it’s cold too. Not super fucking freeze your balls off cold but cold enough that he’s obviously not prepared for this shit. 

Anyways, a universal constant that he’s slowly becoming aware of is that Destiny or Fate or Ka or whatever the fuck it was really didn’t like him. Because he was in the middle of the woods and then he wasn’t! Then he was in the middle of a hiking trail in the middle of the woods in a place he didn’t recognize. Which, you know, it wasn’t like he had recognized the first place he had been in either but, at least he hadn’t been alone. 

“You know what,” starts the man who cannot, for the life of him, shut up. “This is bullshit. I fuckin’ turn my back for two goddamn seconds and I’m a universe over or some crazy shit like that.” He sits his skinny ass down on the gravel and sighs, running a hand through his frankly nasty, greasy hair. “My fuckin’ luck to wind up in the middle of goddamn nowhere again. Goddammit. Alright, fuck. Get it together Eddie. Don’t freak out. If you freak out you’re gonna die.” 

Which is totally a thing someone says when they’re not freaking out. 

[theketchupspy]

@reddiadem liked the shadow au starter call

Peter’s gaze looked upon the other--taller than he was.  That was no simple feat.  Plenty of emotions crossed his face--confusion, irritation; perhaps a bit of disgust--but fear was not one of them.  

“And what, pray tell, are you meant to be?”  Peter was not, actually, intending to be an asshole--he thought the question was one entirely reasonable to ask.  Even if he was, as usual, a bit crude going about it.  

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    What a hostile guy! You bound them to a lifetime of servitude through rigorous (and spiteful) research and demonic summoning, and suddenly they catch an attitude. (Of course she knows she shouldn’t find this that funny, but it is, in a way, what Infernum deserved.)

    She also notices how rough he looks -- how snappy he’s being -- but doesn’t entirely comment. Mainly chalks it up to a bad day (and the common knowledge that the guy hated her guts), and settles her focus elsewhere. She didn’t care. 

    “Cheeky.” Lucy chuckles, lowering her hand to place onto her hip and countering his disgruntled expression with a grin. “Y’know, one way or another, you gotta settle in and get used to things. At least be grateful I’m not putting you on the street. Oh, calm down -- I’m in a good mood today!” 

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@reddiadem liked for Fei to cause a scene !

Really, it wasn’t his fault. It felt as though creatures like himself were striving to make themselves look more and more human by the day, so when he caught sight of a creature that didn’t- or perhaps couldn’t?- glamour his in-humanness away, Fei couldn’t help but he drawn. 

At first, it may have seemed as though he was approaching to ask a question. His steps were confident and his eyes didn’t leave their goal. It was just that it would have taken anyone awhile to realize his goal was a little higher than the other man’s eyes. 

Stepping into the other creature’s personal space, Fei’s hands shot up to grip the other’s horns. 

“Hmm...I thought they would feel different.” 

[snjorhraglandi]

sizable fellow

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The tiny creature stood his ground, still not sold on the very large being before him not posing a threat. Quite the opposite, rather. He was ready to bolt at any moment, inelegantly having his gaze dart all over, considering possible routes of escape, and... the very magnitude of whoever this was. 

A human, a human twice a man’s size, with pointy ends, he thought. It can probably defeat me in one blow.

A question that was still pending: why had this behemoth taken notice of him? Could it smell the chicken wing that was tucked away under the log? When would it strike?

“There is nothing for you to eat here. Or, you won’t be very full, so...” Came out with a whimper and a pathetic snarl.