#cyberengle

[uwps001]

@cyberengle

"Tch." Constantine is losing patience with these little CLAW games. "How does anyone win anything with these." If this was a shooter, he'd win all the prizes here and give them to his sister and Hiyori.

Anyway, he'll try again, aiming for a small trinket.

[isolaradiale]

Reporting for hooty. Applying as Engle from UFO 50! No prior reserve, and the application is under "/app".

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Engle!

You will be housed in HOUSE 109.

You'll be given a bb gun.

Enjoy your stay!

-- mod altair.

[2501iv]

"Are you someone that accepted this "quest" as well, or someone looking to face off with the Candy Witch?" Ivy addressed the figure that approached as she examined a low entrance door to the castle. It was locked, which meant either no one else had used it yet or they re-locked behind anyone that entered.

"...Either way, from the looks of you... I can be useful to you, and you can be useful to me." Her red eyes fixed analytically on the candy corn axe carried by the new arrival. Without moving them, she pulled a spicy bean from her utility belt and pushed it firmly into the door's keyhole. The hard candy lock sizzled and cracked sharply.

Taking the handle in her hand, she pulled it open and stepped aside, propping it open for the other to step in first.

— ☾ QUEST ACCEPTED: The Candy Culling (Candy Witch Castle) w/ @cyberengle

[sinnerno8]

@cyberengle

〜 "So you're not Distorted then? You're just an owl?"

"I, erm... Not to be rude."

[hcrpyiia]

@cyberengle

Yumine's gasp is soft. She's never seen anything like it before. A person with a bird head! "Please forgive me, but YOU are absolutely beautiful!"

[indomitableblackdragon]

"I keep thinking I've seen it all here and then somehow, some way, they keep doing this to me."

At first she'd admit most of it was shocking but at the rate NJ was running at she managed to turn that shock into excitement. Normal people showing up in eclipses was one thing but the person she saw was something else for one particular reason.

"You're an owl! That's so cool!"

@cyberengle | s.c

[yajmae]

MUN TALKS ABOUT THE MUSE   ✟   ACCEPTING.

@cyberengle sent--- ↳ ✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse?

✍ - favorite thing about writing the muse?

that he resents humanity but does the most human thing ever and tries the weirdest foods and food combos. he has the capacity to be stupid and silly in a really deadpan way despite being serious 95% of the time.

[blankticket]

📝 Favorite headcanon for your muse? 

i have a headcanon that when training his aim, vash (infamous gunslinging pacifist outlaw) will only level a weapon at bullseye targets, even when he's dry-firing.

this headcanon mostly comes from the influence of Receiver 2, a favorite video game of mine that focuses on guns (i love playing this game especially to maintain muse for vash).

in-game, there are cassette tapes that you collect and listen to in order to advance to the next level. my favorite tape, Silhouettes, has to do with the purposeful american military shift from bullseye targets to silhouette targets.

After World War 2, a military study concluded that only a quarter of American soldiers were willing to line up their sights on a human target. To combat this problem, the army found ways to dampen our natural aversion to killing one another. They replaced bullseye targets with human silhouettes, made training conditions more similar to actual combat, and trained recruits to avoid taking personal responsibility for killing. After enough training, you can eventually learn to stop seeing people at all, and just see silhouette targets everywhere… even in the mirror.

in Receiver 2, there aren't any animal silhouette targets to aim at. and the only human silhouette in the game...

is in your reflection.

[guidingstarmira]

@cyberengle

There's something that's catching her eye as she's walking, slight movement upon a rooftop that has her pausing for a moment. It wasn't often she saw another on the roof, as most seemed to prefer the streets for walking, and she knows that she watched fireworks with Aurelius upon one, but there was no festival or celebration happening right now.

So, her curiosity gets the better of her, to find out what it is before she's moving to float beside the building, hands grabbing the ledge and she's about to pull herself over when she comes face to face with - .. An… Owl? That's what her head was shaped like wasn't it?

"Oh- Hello there."

[ciphertone-a]

🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future? 

🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future? 

for a guy who's currently super easy to snap in half, not very strong and has no flight instinct, he loves picking fights and not backing down from arguments. he literally goes out of his way to be an antagonistic little asshole. one day he will get his ass beat and he won't be able to handle it because he can't really do anything except bite and scratch and so i foresee a hospital visit in his future. which is really funny for the guy with medical trauma

[cladinivcry]

"For me to actually affect a place outside of this, I would more than likely have to be out, y'know?" It does suck that something they should be able to do regardless of location, they were not. "I could give you something to remember them by at least. You'd just have to tell me in full detail what they are and make your wish more clearer and thorough. Wouldn't want room for loopholes."

"Hm."

So much for updating her teammates on her current status, she guesses. Engle looks to the side and thinks it over again. What does she want that she doesn't have here?

"I suppose... having something to remember them by wouldn't hurt," she admits out loud. "I just want them to know where I am. You can't do that much?"

[guidingstarmira]

✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse?

Mun talks about the Muse: ✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse?

HM I'd have to say it's not only being able to look at 'firsts' for things and feeling how she'd actually react to something (ie: ice skating and so on, albeit I personally haven't but I imagine it's akin to rollerblading) but seeing how the other characters react to her? Because, while it's mostly them adjusting to the city per say, with her, it's an added layer of her adjusting to life and living also?

[atomic-bell]

She'd started wandering the city with the intentional confidence of someone used to pretending to be a native in cities they've never been in before. She followed the flow of pedestrians, surprised at how familiar the architecture looked--albeit familiarly grecian.

She stuffed her hands in her pockets and popped up her fur collar against the chill. It wasn't as bad as she was used to, but there was no point getting a cold--or even just being uncomfortable--for pride's sake.

She paused at a corner, looking up at a street sign that read 'Star Trail', thinking for a moment, before letting her feed guide her toward the smell of food. She hadn't eaten since before the Havana mission, and whatever this bizarre mindscape was, it didn't seem eager to let her forget that fact. She passed a dizzying array of restaurants, and inhabitants that encouraged her belief that she was still hallucinating, when she paused, brow furrowing. That smell--That couldn't be--

Her pace doubled, and she found herself staring at the impossible. The sign said "Kukhnya Sibir." Siberian Kitchen.

The menus were in half a dozen languages, and as she picked up one in Yakut, she saw Kymis, Kyercheh, Fried Carp and Roe, Salamat with Lepyoshki, Oladyi, Stroganina--she blinked, wiping her eyes. Why would Adler conjure this?

Or was this her own mind's conjuration? Comfort for a dying woman? She paused, hesitating. Why would this comfort her? Her memories were of England. Brighton. What was Yakut to her, except a language she knew?

She didn't care. She grabbed a table. Investigation could wait.

By the time her food and drink arrived she was fully lost in the sauce--the disconnect between who she was supposed to think she was and the comforts of home forgotten in her culinary delight.

(starter for @cyberengle)

[zenomiral]

@cyberengle

"Enjoy the moment, the need for Soldiers within this city is less then you think. It is a ...despite appearance, a very regulated city."

[curseshared]

"Oh!" Caught in the act... Lilith lowers the book slowly, trying not to look embarrassed. The stranger's owl-like face stirs a faint recognition in her, enough to distract from her previous annoyance.

"I should test them out, huh. Let's see... are there incantations in here, or do I just—" She was going to make some kind of flourish, but she's barely moved her hand from the page when a giant shield starts to materialize, shiny pieces of what she can only assume is more candy fitting together in the air.

"Don't eat the pages," warns the peanut butter warrior. "You might need what's written on them."

"Do the spells work?" Engle asks after a beat, having not seen spellbooks in action before.

[theshiningroad]

"Heh. Maybe we can team up and find 'em!"

"Nah, it's not that. I just haven't seen any that look so... human." Well, not in the face, anyway.

A chat with whoever did this? “I would as well.” Engle cracks her knuckles and looks up at the sky.

“Haven’t met any owls before?” Granted, most owls aren’t people like her.