Hello! My name is Elder Sha (open log)

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Who: Gojyo and whoever he runs into!
What: Snooping around the Far Shore to try and learn more about why they're all here
When: The days following the temple fire (March 27-31ish)
Where: All over the Far Shore and select spots on the Near Shore
Warnings: will update



Gods and shinki both are disappearing, the priest had said. And nobody knows why. As if being told that he was a) dead, and b) a shape-shifting monster hunter wasn't bad enough (although, to be honest, he was really on board with the monster hunter thing. How cool was that?) Without any memories to draw on -- without even really knowing what he knew and didn't know -- he didn't see a lot of options available to him.

(open to anyone:)
1. He could go talk to Amaterasu. She was the head god around here, as far as he'd been able to determine, and given that somebody had just set her house on fire with her in it while papering the neighborhood with DOWN WITH AMATERASU flyers, he was going to go out on a limb and guess that she knew something about the whole mess he'd found himself in the middle of.

Now if he could just find her.

(Open to anyone:)
2. He could -- and he really loved this word -- crowdsource. Whoever was responsible had to be watching the network -- they'd be a fool if they weren't -- so in-person conversations was the best bet. And yeah, okay, he felt a little stupid at the idea of walking up to one random temple after another and asking the gods and shinki there what they knew about the disappearances, but he also turned into a goddamn staple remover, and there was nothing stupider than that.

(Locked to Yuri and/or Neji and/or Hakkai:)
3. He could feel out the resistance. Sharak Sanzo had all but dumped an invitation into his lap, and she'd made it pretty clear that the swamp elf was a part of it, too. Confronting the guy seemed like a potentially dangerous way to spend an afternoon, but he was already dead, right? What harm could it do? And eventually, if he asked around, somebody would have to know where the creepy smiling guy covered in plant tattoos lived.

(Locked to Sharak:)
4. He could blow the whole goddamn plan off, and go find someplace to get a drink.



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[erogappa]

Unfortunately, Shizuo's badass speech (and it was badass, make no mistake! The purple shades really added something) was totally ignored by Gojyo, who was far more interested in that tree. That tree that no normal human should have been able to throw. Which meant that Purple Shades was no normal human.

"Yeah, yeah," he said dismissively, waving his hand in Shizuo's direction to fan his words away. "This thing is huge!" It wasn't a hundred year old oak, but it was definitely bigger around than Gojyo's leg, which put it firmly in the 'huge' category. "How'd you do that?"

[bartenderizing]

It doesn't show, but that whole thing getting dismissed left him with a slight taste of disappointment. He thought it'd sound cool (and little does he know, it actually was,) but the whole thing getting dismissed over the tree stung his ego a little.

"Because it's not real?" That seemed like the obvious answer to him. Which was a good reminder that he should probably put it back before Yona realizes something happened. Which is when he goes to pick the chucked tree back up and carry it over his shoulder like it was- well, not nothing, but just a small burden. "It ain't even heavy, so there's no way that it's real. Sure, it's convincing, but it's not like I could rip up an actual tree."

It sounds like the most obvious truth there is, if only because that's what Shizuo thinks is the case. What else could it be?

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"You're a shinki, right?" Gojyo trailed after Shizuo, wanting to get a chance to poke the fallen tree. Put that shit down already, let a man investigate! "How do you know what you can do?"

That's the sixty-four thousand dollar question, isn't it? If you don't know who you are, then how can you know who you are? ...Damn, that sounds like something a monk would say to make your brains melt out your ears. Gojyo shook his head and chased that thought firmly away. "Here, put it down, lemme see it!"

[bartenderizing]

"Cuz humans don't rip trees out of the ground," and given that he didn't know anything past people being humans before meeting that vine-faced guy, he's pretty sure that there's no way that he's anything else.

Still, he doesn't put the tree down, instead making a 'tch' sound. "I gotta put it back before she realizes I messed the place up. Gimme a sec."

Given that he's not exactly being weighed down by the thing, it doesn't take long before the young tree is dumped back into the hole it was ripped from. Though it's not exactly a perfect placement- with the crumbled dirt and disturbed roots, it's clear that something happened to it. "Look, it's convincing and all, but it's just some set piece."

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Blah blah blah protesting is all that Gojyo heard. He came up on the other side of the tree from Shizuo, and poked curiously at the slightly askew trunk.

"You know who can do stuff like this?" It felt solid enough, the wood rough, the dirt dark and full of very upset earthworms. Nothing about the tree felt fake at all. He poked it a little harder -- it didn't budge. "Superheroes."

[bartenderizing]

At almost the same time Gojyo answered his own question, Shizuo responded with a far plainer answer. "Stunt actors?"

Then the guy gave the redhead a Seriously Skeptical look as the tree was being poked. "Yeah, as cool as that'd be, pretty sure I'm not one. Superheroes don't die, and if they do, it's not in normal clothes."

He didn't even have a costume under these clothes. After having to shower, he knew. Plus, aren't superheroes super-jacked or something? At this point, it sounded like a bad joke than a real possibility. Though he had to admit, the idea of being one would've been really awesome.

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Please never tell Gojyo that it took stripping down for a shower to know whether or not he was wearing a spandex suit. Never.

"No?" He briefly wracks his brains, but can't come up with any specifics about any superheroes -- he's just got a general idea of what a superhero is. But he knows he's right. "Then maybe you're a robot."

[bartenderizing]

You try knowing things automatically without being able to really feel it past a general awareness. Clothes're just clothes, whether they're tight, loose or heavy.

All he managed to really gesture was a shrug, given that he never thought too hard about this before. Then again, he never ripped a tree from the ground, as far as he could remember. "I don't feel like one, and I've managed to take a shower since arriving."

There's youkai in this place, but are there robots around as well? Thinking too hard about it has already proven to be a great way to develop a headache.

[erogappa]

Hey, Gojyo knew without looking what kind of underwear he was wearing, okay? Apparently some people just had better body awareness than others. It's okay -- he doesn't judge. Much.

"How d'you know what a robot feels like, huh?" The guy probably wasn't a robot -- he was probably a goddamn superhero, okay, listen to big brother Gojyo -- but if he wanted to pretend otherwise, Gojyo would play along! "If you're not a superhero and you can lift things like that, you've got to be a machine of some kind."

[bartenderizing]

Judge him more when someone shoots him and he doesn't realize. There's a lack of body awareness and just being body dumb.

"I just dunno, okay," he roughly rubbed the back of his head, ruffling up the hair into a more unruly state. "If I was one, you'd think that I looked or felt like one, ya know? Hell, turning into sunglasses doesn't really make me think that I'm one."

One might argue that's better than some other vessels.