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PRESS ▲ TO SORA ([personal profile] oathkeeper) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2016-12-27 12:29 pm

[open] If I could store lightning in jars

Who: Sora & OPEN
Where: The mysterious dark forest that appeared!
When: June 1
What: Bright "fireflies” have been luring gods and shinki alike deep into the forest. People are suddenly drawn to the little spots of light and can’t help but follow. There have been reports of screams and unhappy spirits and people never returning. All you know is that the sun doesn’t pierce the treetops and it’s dark.
Warnings: There's lots of creepy demons and stuff!!


[ A ]

[A sudden cold and heavy rain starts. Light and whimsical at first before it starts to pour down in thick sheets. Gray clouds blanket the sky and the sun is nearly blotted out. The atmosphere suddenly darkens and a chill is in the air.

Through the dark Sora notices some sparks of light somewhere near. They’re like candles flickering and dancing through the haze of the rain. A small smile pulls at his lips as he’s suddenly drawn to them like a moth to a flame. All he wants to do is reach out and touch one. They look like fairies.

You might notice Sora wandering through the rain, a blurry image of him slowly walking just out of your reach. Then he vanishes into the dark forest.]


[ B ]

[Perhaps it is you that got drawn into the bright dancing lights. Pulled into the woods as it makes your heart hammer. All you can focus on is the unseen force pulling your legs as you wander closer to the woods.

And suddenly everything is dark.

Sora manages to catch a glimpse of you before you vanish and he calls out.]


Hey!! Wait!! Don’t go in there!

[And promptly chases after you to stop you from falling deeper into darkness.]

[ C ]

[As soon as Sora enters the woods the rain stops. Or so it seems that way. He can still hear the thundering water in his ears but it sounds muted now. Like someone has put a blanket over the heavens and all he can hear is the thin thudding of the rain but no raindrops touch his face anymore.

He wanders through the woods as he looks up at the treetops to find that small beams of light do flicker through. Weakly, but they’re there. The gloom is still heavy.

His feet take him in a random direction until he spots a figure in the distance… Someone already lost here like him, or is that a tortured spirit...?]


[ wildcard! ]

[something else in mind?]
concasse: (wut↠ y'know jesus died for your sins)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-03 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sora, hunny, Sanji ain't here to make friends. He rolls his eyes in his skull and feels the word "babysitter" flash like a cheap billboard. Which probably ain't fair - there's an equal chance this kid's a god, and oh, how the thought only sours the man's mood further.]

You said something about the forest out to get us, right? [Just as unaware of the flireflies, Sanji follows after, shoving his hands in his pockets]

In what way? We talking shitty monsters or something?

[If nothing else, Sora has more answers than himself, so he'll take any information in stride]
concasse: (ping↠ excellent observation watson)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-03 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[No, he's not gonna tell him shit. B|

... But neither does he feel like spending the energy keeping his name a secret when at the heart of it, Sanji doesn't care either way. After a disgruntled sigh:]


Sanji.

[And then because he might as well:]

So you a shinki? God?

[Please say no to the God option-- actually, on second thought, also say no to the shinki option. That way Sanji will feel obligated to drag Sora out of the forest, on account of him being a stupid civilian, and that would make his job much easier.

-- Except before Sora will get a chance to answer, there's a rustle in the treetops, and Sanji's calm demeanor breaks open like a dam. His hand reaches for Sora's shoulder, ready to yank him back. Only after a stiff pause where nothing else happens does he force himself to relax.]


Tch. Haunted, eh? Not very original.
concasse: (glance↠ pretty sure that's illegal)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-04 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tch. If nothing else, this dark forest is aware that variety's the spice of life. Rustling leaves, desperate scratching noises... all the duo needs are a few wispy voices calling out from beyond the fog, and the scene will be set.]

So... [leaning forward an inch, Sanji's voice drops to a casual tone, though his eyes refuse to stray away from the trees]

Seeing as you're the god, our guest'll probably try and eat you first, right?

[Sounding suspiciously cheerful while he says it, though his expression doesn't so much as twitch.]
concasse: (irate ↠ kiss my flamin' pucker)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-04 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[As the noise steadily increases in volume, Sanji feels his body turn stiff - all except for his hands. As if possessed, those twitchy things fly out of his pockets and cover his ears in an attempt to mute the noise, but his nails bite into the skin instead, scratching insistently and without his permission.

It's to his luck that Sora grabs him by the shirt. The flame would've found its mark with him so busy trying to rip through his eardrums. He hears Sora scream and damn it, that fuckin noise -- even the heat seems a secondary threat when he swears he can hear the blood scratching along this veins and--




...

And that sure is a huge rooster staring at him.]


-- Oi, I am not fighting a shitty cock in the shitty forest! [Are you kidding him? Even dead men have pride.]
concasse: (grin↠ smile for the camera)

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[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-07 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Who the hell are you callin' a chicken, Spiky?!

[Oh the puns. Agonized, Sanji scratches at his ears and shoots Sora the dirtiest look he can muster while lunging out of the way of the rooster's attack - only for the fire to ricochet into completely different direction. Well shit, that's new. Even Sanji pauses mid-stride, surprised and vaguely impressed that Sora knows how to string together strategy.

Ah, but it'd be a shame not to take advantage of the rooster's short attention span. While it's still gawking at the fire, Sanji runs at the creature full-speed, stopping just short of a collision, foot angled back for a solid kick to the body]


Tch -- don't get cocky, you got two opponents! [He lets his attack fly and there goes the rooster, knocked aside by the ferocity of the kick. Except no demon's gonna go down with one hit. The rooster breaks the momentum by opening its wings and catching air, and the moment its claws find purchase in the ground, the demon pins Sanji a beady stare.

...]
Neh, Sora. That shithead's looking peckish, wouldn't ya say?

[Hahaha GET IT? GET IT?]
concasse: (wut↠ flipping microwaves)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-07 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[-- oh shit that rooster's charging at him.]

O-oi, I'm not a worm! Get the hell away from me--!
concasse: (fight↠ in ur bars flippin 'n shit)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-09 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Don't doubt this man's ability to get the hell out of the way when it's necessary. Instinct kicks in and Sanji feels the rooster careen overhead as he drops into a crouch. By the time he's back on his feet, so is the rooster, and the damned thing looks dazed and pissed.

It only takes a look at that swelled chest of feathers to guess what's about to happen. Maybe a smarter man would run in the opposite direction, but fuck it, this has turned into a matter of pride.

Caution thrown to the wind, Sanji pushes himself into the charge, his form blurred as he jumps and flips before bringing down a brutal kick that connects with the top of the rooster's head. And with nowhere for the fire to go--

Who says demons aren't explosive? This one is today, cooked well-done and half-eaten by its own fire. The smoke mushrooms up, surrounded by a cyclone of feathers.

Sanji, on the other hand, is nowhere to be found.]
concasse: (fail↠ it's hard being this awesome)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[A few hesitant seconds pass, and then a call from above:]

O-oi, Sora...

[With the forest being as dark as it is, Sanji might be difficult to make out, but he is there - hanging upside down from the tree directly above the extra crispy rooster remains, his left foot wedged between two large branches. Due to the angle, he can't generate enough force to break free.

Or maybe all the blood rushing to his head means it's too hard to think.

... Just help him down, please]
concasse: (irate ↠ kiss my flamin' pucker)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-13 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[TRAITOR]

YOU LITTLE SHIT, SHUT UP AND DO SOMETHING USEFUL LIKE GET ME DOWN BEFORE I KICK YOUR ASS STRAIGHT OUT OF THIS FOREST YOU GODDAMNED--

[In the back of his thoughts, Sanji considers that every ayakashi from here to the kingdom of hell will hear his hollering, but that's small shit compared to this punk ass laughing at Sanji's misfortune.

And after he looks so cool deep-frying a chicken]
concasse: (eh↠ I was so wasted last night guiz)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-14 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Fine, do whatever it takes! [Bring the floods or the fires, he promises he'll let anything slide so long as it results in his feet touching the ground. Hanging upside-down is not easy on the body, alright?

Plus Sanji's starting to get weirded out by how his hair remains in place, perpetually covering the right eye, as if someone glued hair to his cheekbones]


concasse: (wut↠ oi oi)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-15 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Regrets are had, and they're felt the moment Sora utters that word.

It's as if Sanji's been blessed with a moment's clairvoyance; he can chart exactly how ugly this is gonna turn out, but any attempt to dissuade Sora is replaced by a grimace once the spell catches hold of him. He can feel his body being tugged, first gently but then with growing impatience, and just when he thinks his hip socket is going to pop--

Sora's entirely correct. Sanji does go flying, much like a bullet, and the kid has 2 seconds to get the hell out of the way]
concasse: (fail↠ it's hard being this awesome)

[personal profile] concasse 2017-01-16 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[The sound Sanji makes is somewhere between a growl and a whimper, a result of every muscle screeching protest at Sora's terrible bedside manner. The fuck kind of spell was that, dude? That was more danger than the actual ayakashi.]

Tch-- [Despite his body's protests, Sanji rolls off the poor kid, onto his own back, and stares at the clump of branches overhead.] I've had enough of this shitty forest...

[Dear seas, he's ready to go home.]