ecaterina ciobanu | 27 | she/her despite my ghoulish reputation, i really have the heart of a frail lady. i keep it in a jar on my nightstand. [ isola affiliated oc rp + semi-selective + indie friendly, please read my rules before following! ]
It almost feels like sheās been physically slapped. Her eyebrows knit together worriedly, and she opens and shuts her mouth as her hands clasp in front of her.
āIt ā I justā¦ Iām sorry. I didnāt mean toā¦ say that your world was wrong or anything. I really am sorry.ā
ā of course you are. ā
said with absolute disbelief as she crosses her arms. laughable to think they were having a good conversation, at least from her perspective.
You blink the eyes that are not yours and the world stutters. You are not here. You drift. Threads of time cling to skin that is not yours but burns all the same.
It wasnāt his fault. It wasnāt his fault! Cat snuck up behind him, he was just defending himself! āOh- OH MY GOD!ā He was quick to oblige; stumbling forward in attempt to reach the strangerās purse and grab said eyedroppers. āHERE! HERE!ā He panicked, shoving the eye-drops into her hands.
If heād known it was someone just pulling a prank he wouldāve neverā¦neverā¦never. He covered his mouth, staring at Cat with a shocked expression.Ā Ā āI am soā¦soā¦sorryā¦Iām sorryā¦Iām sorry!ā He grimaced, taking a few steps back.
she quickly bends her head back, screaming again with the continual force of a pained banshee as the soothing drops fall into her eyes. the dose she gives her is more than enough to heal the forced drought and wash out the sand, but she continues dripping for a while. cat needs to heal, and her eyes need endless assistance to accomplish that.
ā you seriously go to sand before punching someone in the fucking face? ā the woman growls, hunched over and blinking a few times, turning her head to make sure she got every corner of her eyes.Ā ā at least if you broke my nose i could see a god damn thing, idiot. ā her eyes and cheeks are drenched with what remains of the solution.
on your way to class, you bump into a woman with a red face on an otherwise empty street (always clumsy, never looking in front of you)
if she had a mouth, you think, sheād be frowning in disapproval. she stands there as if expecting something. the lit cigarette in her hand confuses you.Ā
itās cloudy, but the sky is nearly white.
you doodle in your notebook during your lecture, sore back and a headache, sipping bitter vending machine coffee.Ā
you donāt pass a single person on the walk home.
the next time you look at your hands, theyāre bright red. the next time you look at a mirror, you recognize her.
Letting out a surprised growl as the eyes that laid behind the mask squinted in the first, easiest to latch onto emotion of anger, with any other noticeable facial reactions hidden, Painwheel would instinctively bring an arm up to stop the swing. Rather than just simply bringing up her arm like a scared, defenseless animal, however, her instinct went farther than that, with her immediately dislocating her own shoulder, letting the pain that came from it pour into her yell of surprise, just so she could distend her arm out that extra amount of length so as to catch and grip the axeās handle with her own hand, just above where Cat herself was clutching it.
With that said, and with surprising strength spurred on by adrenaline (and even perhaps just a bit of Skullgirl blood, as weakened as it had been) that betrayed her entire physique, Painwheel would either fling the axe itself entirely out from Catās handsāor Cat with it, in the case she refused to let go.Ā
parlor tricks like bones going where they arenāt supposed to, ligaments snapping and bending under unnecessary pressure... these are all things cat is used to. monsters primarily know fury and pain, so to hear one actively straining and begging her to reconsider certainly has her confused. cat doesnāt have the willpower to bother keeping her hold on the axe as it flies off.
if anything, she jumps back at the instinct painwheel has to plead with her. ecaterina has too many thoughts racing in her head, regarding her own instinct to kill anyone or anythingĀ that looks like a threat, unsure of whether to really trustĀ the girl. monsters can be tricky, but the flesh tones and short stature indicate other meanings behind her words.
ā ... littering is a crime. ā
but sheās not a cop. instead, she mimics the habit of an old friend. she digs in the huge pockets of her shawl for a bag of orange twizzlers. hardly food, but better than garbage. ecaterina offers the bag of sugar to painwheel.
ā you know if you need food, you can just ask for it. who raised you? ā
ā Ā lanque bombyx;; hiveswap ( fangsmyth )
ā Ā ecaterina ciobanu;; original character ( unulales )
ā Ā lorenz hellman gloucester;; fire emblem ( rcsaceae )
ā Ā siren;; original character ( slrynn )
other places to find me!
ā Ā Ā _MYSTERlO;; twitter ( lmk who you are before asking to follow! )
ā Ā Ā discord available to mutuals on request assuming you have endured the seven trials of gaāhool
ā Ā Ā stolas malqir;; ffxiv on hyperion ( sch main! )
ooc details!
ā Ā Ā byleth!
ā Ā Ā 22 / m ( he+they )
ā Ā Ā cst and loathing it
ā Ā Ā game design student + 2 job having idiot
ā Ā Ā actually likes long walks on the beach
ā¦Itās an odd one, but Lunaās heard stranger. Well, at least in comparison.
āEā¦ Eclair?āĀ Luna does her best to try and break the awkward air,Ā āLike the pastry? Thatāsā¦ Unexpectedly cute.ā
āNot that you arenāt cute! It justā¦ Makes me think of bakeries. I guess youāre a bakery around Halloween, then?ā
Thatās not rude to say, is it? The spooky look is an intentional style choice, isnāt it?
ā donāt try to be polite, iām not cute. ā at least, cat doesnāt really try to be. she hasnāt heard anyone call her that since she was a child. the word could easily be taken as an insult if luna didnāt have such a disarming presence.
and the question taking her completely off guard doesnāt help anything either.
ā iām a bakery? is that an english phrase? iāve never heard it. ā
having mitica ciobanu ( the snoop with expert moves ) as a party member, a monster hunter john aspires to be as he is a fan of his show. excels in sharp.
also amelia rei ( the sidekick with meddling kid moves ) as a party member. assists mitica everywhere he goes, and will help john in the same sense. old childhood friends.
you heard about how monsters only pick onpeople with crazy powers who can fight back oneven terms? yeah, me neither. but, hell, i endedup in this monster-hunting team so I gotta dowhat i can, right?
abilities + one homebrew move under the cut!
moves
oops!: if you want to stumble across somethingimportant, tell the keeper. you will find somethingimportant and useful, although not necessarilyrelated to your immediate problems.
what could go wrong?: whenever you chargeinto immediate danger without hedging your bets,hold 2. you may spend your hold to:Ā
inflict +1 harm.Ā
reduce someoneās harm suffered by 1.Ā
take +2 forward on an act under pressure roll.
trust me: when you tell a normal person thetruth in order to protect them from danger, roll+charm. on a 10+ theyāll do what you say theyshould, no questions asked. on a 7-9 they do it, butthe keeper chooses one from:
they ask you a hard question first.Ā
they stall and dither a while.Ā
they have a ābetterā idea.Ā
on a miss, theyāre going to think youāre crazy andmaybe dangerous too.
homebrew
at the beginning of a hunt, roll +weird. on a 10+, hold 2. on a 7-9, hold 1. on a miss, you will experience a vision of a terrible future in the hunt. spend your holds on any of the following throughout the hunt:
all damage done to you is negated for one turn.
you recall a detail about the monster you viewed in canon.
you go back in time to witness a scene about the monsterās first attack.
you can get to a high, difficult to reach place and remain unseen and unnoticed for a certain amount of time.
running solo with no party members or npcs as allies ( at least at the beginning )
you are destined to bring about the apocalypse. you may or may not know about it yet, but you have at least come across some hints of your destiny. whenever you use luck, youāll trigger another sign of the apocalypse. when all your luck is used, the apocalypse is imminent. itās up to you to stop, or cause, the end of the world.
abilities + one homebrew move under the cut!
moves
freakish:Ā youāre weird, and people react badly. you canāt use manipulate someoneĀ until you prove yourselves to them first. (this includes other hunters: itās up to them when you have proved yourself.) until then, theyāll just try to get away from you. you can spend 1 luck point to have the person take to you. skip the manipulate someoneĀ roll: they act as if you rolled a 12. additionally, you canĀ use manipulate someoneĀ on monsters that can reason and talk. (but theyāll always want something really bad)
should i feel that?:Ā your body has 2-armor. this does not stack with any other armor.
screw you:Ā spend a point of luck to get +1 ongoing vs. one particular monster. this lasts until that monster is dead.
homebrew (from me!)
you can replenish luck points by acting in tandem to pre-existing signs of the apocalypse, but you will have to roll +weirdĀ to ensure that fate accepts your actions as helpful. this could also cause you to no longer be proven to someone, depending on whether or not they catch you in the act.
mfw iām trying to be creative about catās perception of an apocalypse for the event and iām justĀ āliterally hell!!! itās hell!!!!!!ā
her relationship with demons isnāt... great? they like her, but she REALLY hates that! everything is on fire, demons are roasting corpses over an open fire, there are penis flatteners and bees with teethĀ weirdest of all, cat isnāt gonna try scaring people! sheāll just be feral and beating the shit out of demons and those weird glitch creachures!
iām sorry this is so boring i really wish i was on cat more iām just bad at evenly distributing my attention u_u
uhhh mutuals come at me if you wanna plot or anything? iām monky and bad at approaching people thatās literally the only reason why this isnāt a starter call for it dfhsdfhsd
