#event.FANTASIA

[cybroken-blog]

anyone want to do a quest with a wolfborg? send a like and i’ll slide into your dms for some plots! going to cap this at two, as usual. if we already have a thread, feel free to like anyway if you’re interested. genos will definitely be taking the most dangerous/high rewarding quests and possibly come out completely decimated.

[jijinoke-blog]

mikazuki is ready to completely be nonchalant about this event and have tea and cakes even though he should be panicking. his event information can be found here!

this is a starter call for the event and it will be capped at two, though castmates and people i’ve previously interacted with can feel free to go over the cap.

[holyshitjo-blog]

quests? QUESTS! joseph is useless, hates hard work, so he’s game for the easiest but most high paying quests! i’m looking at you, spooky scary skeleton... and others.

but give this a like to give me permission to slide into your dms for some plots and then i’ll write a starter your way. capping this at two -- feel free to like even if we already have a thread!

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continued / @erudorago

FOR ONCE IT WAS VISIBLE and plain how displeased he was without a word, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to hold a speech anyway. “You have the God-given honor, a miracle truly, of beholding the grace of my face not once, but twice and choose to talk lowly of my regalia?” He followed the swoosh of her tail for a moment, but with the thought on how much it’d hurt if he stepped on it.

Then his gaze leaped back to her. “My kingdom knows and respects a fashion czar if they see one. You should start doing that too. Your rags offend me.“

[jijinoke-blog]

“ah, a pleasure to see you again, yggdrasil-dono,” mikazuki says. he had been walking nearby the giant tree by the center of the city, a little basket in his hands with food and drinks inside for his afternoon break. he approaches the familiar face, who seems slightly changed like him. but, mikazuki makes sure his gaze does not linger, as that’ll be inappropriate for a lady like her. 

mikazuki takes a seat besides her and sets his basket besides him, then faces her and asks, “it has been a while since we last spoke -- how has the city been treating you? adjusting to this change well?” 

with graceful, practiced hands, he started unwrapping the cloth that surrounds the blanket, then pulls off the cover to reveal a little thermal travel mug (what a great invention) keeping some green tea hot, tea cups, plates, and various little wrapped snacks he had found in the market. clearly, he had expected there to be a chance he would run into friends or strangers who would want some of his snacks. 

“would you want to have some tea with me?” he asks, taking out two tea cups and two little plates, setting it by a flatter part of the tree. “i have enough for several people,” he says, carefully setting out his snacks and supplies for a impromptu tea break on the giant tree in the middle of the city. without even waiting for her reply, he’s already pouring out a cup for her, then a cup for himself. 

“please, help yourself.”

                                     ❀ ⤑ ❝ @gallowsbough

[holyshitjo-blog]

considering he’s now ‘affiliated’ with yela alora, he wanders around the fringes of sterlow where he had awakened like this. there are plenty of pipes with steam in it that occasionally leaks, but he has gotten used to the way things are. it’s different from before, that’s for certain, but things have always been difference since he arrived here. 

while cloaked in the darkness (hello darkness his new friend) he spots a figure that other civilians look at strangely, as if he doesn’t below -- a feeling he’s not unfamiliar with because in other kingdoms he has received the same stares when not hidden. but, unlike the other wanderers who clearly didn’t belong, he recognizes this one as the asshole who called him out for absolutely no wrong behavior in a restaurant. fortunately for him, joseph isn’t petty enough to ruin his day; unfortunately for him he is petty enough to swipe his phone. after stealing it with practiced ease and pocketing it, he says,

        “say, you don’t look like you belong here! these         fringes are dangerous with unholy creatures!         some are after your blood, others for your soul!”

he makes a scary face, then continues with a mischievous smirk, 

        “fortunately for you, i am one of the good ones!”         as if he doesn’t have the man’s phone. “i figured         since we know each other, i might as well give         you a warning and an offer to get you outta here!”

                      ★ — happi urepi yoropiku ne!『 @baddestdangerboy 』

[cybroken-blog]

alright and here we go! we have a loyal barking wolfdog genos who is going to die for the country he doesn’t even understand. you can find genos’s event information here!

this is an event starter call that’s capped at two but castmates are exempt from this! give this a like and i’ll send a starter your way!

[jijinoke-blog]

“it isn’t safe to navigate in a city that you don’t claim affiliation to.”

mikazuki stands behind a young girl, a familiar one he has met before when he first arrived in the city. there’s a smile on his face, friendly, despite the fact that the army he has been involuntarily enlisted in made him vow to exterminate any external threats. he has listened to the warnings from the others around him and haven’t yet strayed out of the city’s confines.

but, he can understand why the young cat girl would wander into this city, especially at night. the glow from the magical streams light up the city with a wondrous light. even after a night here, he still finds himself fascinated by.

“the guards will attack at sight and the civilians might alert others if they recognize you to be an outsider,” he explains, taking a place right next to her, movement calm, absolutely nothing in his posture that indicates he will be like the guards he just talked about. his newly returned sword lays by his side, sheathed and idle.

“it’s nice seeing you again, chiaki-san,” he says, remembering the days from before when he knew nothing about the technology given to him. she had been kind enough to provide him with information about the technology around him. now they meet again, this world changed along with them. he sees she has what looks like real cat ears and a tail. his time on the internet (with the help of nikkari-san) granted him with a term that he now enthusiastically uses--

“ahahaha, are you what they call... nekomimi?”

a little laugh escapes his lips, then he continues, “do you mind company, chiaki-san? it would be safer to explore the city if i act as an escort.”

                                      ❀ ⤑ ❝ @aiprcgrammed

[jijinoke-blog]

“these pools of magic are interesting, are they not?” he asks, sitting besides one of the magical streams that runs through the city he has now called home. mikazuki sits besides the stream, next to another tranquil stranger. “they appeared out of nowhere and now powers this kingdom...”

one hand glides through the stream of magic, parting it like it was water. the magic runs through his body, creating a little ripple that shines through his clothes and runs throughout his body. mikazuki still doesn’t understand how he became like this, a creature of mixed heritage like the others in this world, but it had gifted him with an affinity to this magic that he now runs his hands through. adding some magic of his own, he removes his hand from the pool, the once liquid magic is now solid in his hand.

"it has such strange properties... so... malleable, so changing, a reflection of this world, no?” he continues, talking idly to the stranger besides him. with another flick of his wrist, the magic switches into vapor and disappears into the air.

mikazuki fixes his gaze at the company besides him, a friendly smile on his face. “oh dear... how rude of me to not introduce myself and speak as if we’re acquainted,” he says. his head is tilted slightly, his gloved hand that hides newly formed scales now by his lap as he sits with his knees folded underneath him. 

“my name is mikazuki munechika, it is my pleasure to meet you,” he says, tone warm and friendly. his head bows downward, signalling respect for the acquaintance. “may i have your name?”

                                       ❀ ⤑ ❝ @darkmoondelusion

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“the outskirts of this kingdom is dangerous.” 

from the shade of the trees, he warns the lady moving around. he had decided to scout out the people now considered his enemies, narrowly evading pursuit from some of the guards. they had magic on their side and other races each with their own unique abilities. he had been close to receiving a wound, but the enhanced agility that came with this transformation afforded him extra speed that he had lost since coming here.

“they will attack without warning, even if you pretend to be human.” 

the wolfish tail behind him waves lazily, those ears twitch as they listen for anyone who might be sneaking up on them. he doesn’t know if the cat lady in front of him could take care of herself, but he doesn’t care either. his whole goal is to protect the kingdom and the innocents in there. he tilts his head and watches the lady with those yellow eyes.

“i don’t know if you can take care of yourself, but consider this a passing warning.”

                                              — watch yourself, @sudxhua !

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after mistakenly traveling to another kingdom and being caught by a guard, genos darts through the forest with a wound by his stomach. there isn’t any pain, since his body is still made from mostly metal, but his sensors are firing with warnings that he should find a place to repair himself. he darts between the branches and the trees, finally finding himself at an open plain. he slows down by the plains, taking a moment to regain his energy. he lifts up the shirt to reveal the metallic underbelly. circuits sparked and crackled, indicating need for repair or heals. 

but, with such a strange world without technology, who would be able to heal this? he curses to himself, “i shouldn’t have let my guard down...” he lets his shirt down and then looks up at the shining sun. with the newfound wolfish addition to his body, he finds himself... comfortable. relaxed and unhurried, he sits down in the grass and watches the trees dance to the wind.

his ears twitch and he turns his head towards the direction of someone shifting nearby. nose picks up a scent (that’s strangely tantalizing). his guard returns and he tenses, immediately pulling himself onto his feet, knees bent and prepared to run or fight. 

“is someone there?”

                                               — show yourself, @yumeiroandromeda !

[holyshitjo-blog]

        “hehehehe!!” 

the best thief in the business strikes again, taking the purse of another random civilian who had given him a nasty glare for being an outsider. with the purse in hand, he tosses it into the bushes, satisfied he has achieved petty retribution.

joseph walks down what used to be the golden ward in the dark, taking on the many changes that happened almost overnight. but, he stops when he notices someone familiar by the coast, that enhanced night vision easily spotting the small man by the coast. a large grin emerges and he sneaks with the shadows, making no sound, almost unable to be seen with that dark cloak and--

        “boo! spooky! freaky! scar-ky!” 

he makes his best impersonation of ghost noises behind nara, letting the shadows slip off of him to reveal his bulky handsome self. the first thing he noticed is that nara has changed as well -- is that a shark fin?! -- but it doesn’t matter. joseph immediately plops himself besides the friend and says, 

        “did i scare ya?! how are you doing, nara?         been one weird week, huh! i thought i was         going to die and look at me now, i have a         tail!” 

                       ★ — happi urepi yoropiku ne!『 @rivolas 』

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@saveshifter / sc

MOUNTAINS OF BOOKS instead of icy peaks, a cozy library instead of the midst of the tundra. Having offered to accompany and help her with her homework, the two sat at a table. He himself was studying something too. “I believe this to be the manuscript you are searching.”

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continued / @honnoniwa

THUNDEROUS, AWE-INSPIRING, commanding, those were the usual.  Kind was new, worth an amused exhale. “This aught to be the first time I am to hear this.”

But the topic doesn’t dwell on himself for long. He turns with a claw to the next page, raising his eyes to the flickering ends of her form. “Is it not possible for thee to cast a barrier spell over thy own form so that the flames would be separate from the books? The spells of this world may be of some use ...I do not mind reading, but for thee to be unable to interact with thy work is a hurting sight.”

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@orphanos / event sc

ADORNED BY MOSAIC and oceanic patterns, the great clock tower in the city struck the evening hour. At one of the many harbor sites, a group of armed men and women stood guard while the one protected overlooked the horizon and setting sun drenching it in warm hues one last time. “Hold!” One of the soldiers shouted and pulled the beastkin envoy’s attention back to his immediate surroundings. “Wait.” The guards threw their glances at him, then stepped aside to allow him to see and pass. 

A wrought smile sprang to his lips at the new sight of the familiar young man at the center of this commotion. “Hah. Art thou the contact person the houses sent here?”

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@manipulatedge / raid

“THANKS FOR THE... assist.” An enemy creature drew its last pained breaths before crumbling to dust behind him. The gratitude stumbles out with uncertainty if this was the right terminology people used nowadays. More were spawning in place of their fallen comrade already, growling at the two otherworldler menacingly.