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STARTER CALL --- THE FANTASIA WAR: QUESTS. i need to step it up here so i've decided to enter grim into some of the quests, listed below.

A MOSS-T DANGEROUS TASK ( YELA ALORA )

A REALLY GOOD BOOK IS BETTER THAN EVERYTHING ( YELA ALORA )

BIG BULLY BEAT DOWN ( OPALARIAN EMPIRE )

MEDICINE RUN ( OPALARIAN EMPIRE )

like for a small starter, capping at two.

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THE FANTASIA WAR.

ー INFORMATION.

it would appear the pilgrim's appearance hasn't changed; however, for the duration of the event, he is in fact an unholy--- the dullahan variant. though he's not aware of this, similarly to how he isn't aware he's truly a dullahan himself.

the pilgrim is an outlaw from the lowest levels of yela alora, assisting the citizens there due to their uncaring queen.

he can often be seen in other lands, combating the creatures that prey on travellers.

ー SPELLS.

heal ( defensive )

fire ( offensive )

paralysis ( status affliction )

water walking ( utilitarian )

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PERHAPS THAT HAD BEEN A TACTLESS THING TO SAY--- he forgets himself sometimes, and the world he comes from. desperation forced a lot of people into compromising whatever morals they had prior to the fall, but for the sake of survival, few could really blame them. maybe that hat hadn't been entirely necessary, but it served him better than a dead body, he reasoned.

「 you're probably right. 」 he signs with a shrug, 「 they likely wore these clothes better too, to be fair, but we do what we have to. 」

"So it wasn't even yours to begin with..." Not that they would care too much in the first place. This place seemed pretty lawless to begin with and if anyone was about to judge anyone about being a "non-law abiding individual" it wasn't them in the slightest bit.

"...It looks good that's all. Even if the previous owner probably wore it better."

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"LET ME HELP YOU" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

here, i'll take care of that.

why don't you sit down and let me take care of it?

you must be exhausted. i can finish up.

i know you were struggling. that's why i did it for you.

i'm your friend. it's my job to help you out.

oh, it's no trouble at all. let me take care of this.

this won't take long!

you just sit there and look pretty. i'll handle everything.

no no! i don't want you lifting a finger!

this is my way of thanking you.

i've got everything under control.

you do so much for me already. it's time for me to return the favor.

i know how much this means to you.

let me help you, dammit.

i put everything away while you were asleep.

hope you don't mind.

it was never going to get done without me.

i like helping you out.

you deserve some good rest.

it's no trouble at all.

i'll tell them. you stay there.

i've got everything under control.

figured you could use my help.

no need to thank me!

i wanted to help you out here.

i heard you needed some assistance.

they said you needed help, so i stepped in.

oh, don't mention it!

everything will be just fine once i finish this up.

you've done so much for me already.

i wanted to thank you for helping me out.

this is my show of thanks.

let me carry that for you.

don't move a muscle.

it's clear you needed some help with this.

i'm not gonna just stand here and make you do all the work.

where can i help you out?

what can i do? put me to work.

that's easy! i can do that for you.

let me try for a second.

you've done quite enough! it's time for me to take over!

i stepped in and finished the job while you were away.

i took over the project.

i saw you struggling with it. i didn't want to say anything.

oh that? that wasn't hard at all!

i care about you. i wanted to do this for you.

when's the last time you let someone help you?

you never let me help out.

you can't do everything by yourself.

listen to me. i want to help you.

i'm not going anywhere until you let me help.

this is too hard for one person.

it would mean a lot to me if you let me help.

i hate seeing you struggle alone.

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@echoesofcoral.

AN ODD QUESTION, given he had never considered his hat much of a statement piece, nor warranting curiosity. was it so strange? well, it's no matter. he gestures to the hat with a quizzical blink to be doubly certain of the other's remark, before dragging it off his head. pondering it in his hands for a moment, he begins to sign.

「 this? i didn't make it or anything. 」 he smiles crookedly, 「 i took it from a corpse. 」

... in his own defense, he didn't have much of a choice otherwise.

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THE BIRDS DISPERSE BRIEFLY, spurred by a heightened voice. when their manic fluttering settles and they return to the promise of food, the pilgrim turns to note what had frightened them--- a girl, seemingly rather distraught. she doesn't appear injured at least, but something has clearly perturbed her enough to warrant tears. blinking away his surprise, he scatters one more handful of seed to the flock, almost as an apology, before signing.

「 you're allowed to cry. 」 he looks upon her worriedly, 「 is there something wrong? can i help? 」

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Unclenched fists only tightens back into a ball and she squeezes her eyes shut. The tears that threatened to fall tuck between shut eyes. SHE refuses to let them fall. She must look extremely hideous with how her nose scrunches up and her lips puckers upward. Her face is red and Hanabi shakes her head. "PWAH!" She exhales sharply and obnoxiously.

"I won't cry!" She side eyes Haru who looks at her with a tilt of his head, "I won't."

He doesn't believe her, but just when he's about to fly off and find his place by a nearby tree, they both notice the stranger.

Now, she's gotta come up with something!

"I Wasn't crying!" Okay...

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STARTER CALL. capping at two! these will range from one liners to minis.

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The Pilgrim.

a prolific monster hunter, referred to only as " the pilgrim " by those aware of his reputation.

amnesiac; he woke up one day in a pile of corpses and has no idea who he is or how he got there. he gets flashes of memories from time to time however so he's piecing it together.

he comes from a post-apocalyptic earth overrun by creatures of myth and legend. humanity is a dying breed.

wields a whip fashioned from a human spine.

mute; he communicates via writing, drawing, and sign language.

in truth, he is actually a dullahan, an entity from irish folklore, and the head he possesses is not his own, hence the amnesia and inability to speak, given his vocal chords are literally severed. he believes the memories he sees on occasion and the identity of the man whose head he took are his own.

goes absolutely sicko mode in a fight.

a walking existential crisis.

clinging to his humanity by a thread and doesn't even realise it. 

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reapplying for my original character, the pilgrim! app can be found through navigation or under /A

Welcome back to jovial Isola Radiale, Pilgrim!

You'll be staying in Apartment 314

You'll be given everything you had during your previous stay.

Enjoy your captivity! :)

-- Mod Caelum

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THE HUNTER PAUSES, peering over this shoulder--- so much for her earlier bravado. dire choices must be made for the sake of survival, and he understands her desperation, but she isn't his problem, nor his responsibility. furthermore, given the nature of her power is yet unknown to him, he is even less inclined to permit her company. she's a liability at best, and a threat at worst. in such a dangerous place, it would only prove to inconvenience him.

... perhaps he should kill her now, and save himself the trouble.

furrowing his brows, he blinks away the thought, as though something has stirred him from a trance, and averts his gaze. no--- that shouldn't be who he is. he must be better than the affliction; a cure, not a side effect. the child acted in self-defense, and for that, he can't fault her. so for now, he'll give her the benefit of the doubt.

lifting his head, he angles toward her, meeting her gaze for a moment... then turns away. he waits however, his back turned with only a glance, as though in wordless invitation.

When his whip retracts away from her friend, the roots of the sapling dislodges and it moves freely almost as if its life hadn't just been threatened, it happily climbs up Dam-bi and rests on top her head with a tiny trilling noise.

Catlike pupils returns to their normal sized ones and the black tendrils that covered her face like vines disappears back into whatever source inside of her body.

He walks by her and she turns to watch him. If there is a quick way out of this place and to be reunited with those above, then...

"I'd like to return home to my mentor, but I'm unable to do so alone." She didn't like asking for help and it shows in her voice, but she didn't know WHERE to start looking in order to leave this place.

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a comprehensive list of scenarios

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

1.  GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2.  STORM :  for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3.  MEDIC :  for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4.  SURPRISE :  for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5.  TRIP :  for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7.  INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8.  AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9.  DANCE :  for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11.  SERVICE :  for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12.  SAFEGUARD :  for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13.  DAZE :  for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14.  STOWAWAY :  for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15.  TAXI :  for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16.  MAKEOVER :  for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17.  LIFEGUARD :  for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18.  DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19.  TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20.  SPRAIN :  for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21.  EMPLOY :  for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22.  QUEST :  for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24.  RECOVER :  for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25.  UMBRELLA :  for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26.  HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27.  NIGHTMARE :  for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28.  REUNION :  for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29.  PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30.  NUDE :  for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31.  BED :  for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32.  TRAIL :  for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33.  EVADE :  for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34.  THIEF :  for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35.  CAUGHT :  for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36.  FESTIVE :  for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37.  PRESENT :  for one muse to give the other a  (birthday)  gift. 38.  WEARY :  for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39.  CAPTIVE :  for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40.  SNAP :  for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41.  SLEEPOVER :  for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42.  TRESPASS :  for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43.  BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44.  MERCY :  for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45.  UNKNOWN :  for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46.  ACCOMPLICE :  for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47.  ASTRAY :  for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48.  RELAX :  for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50.  ACCOMPANY :  for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51.  SALVAGE :  for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53.  CEMETERY :  for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54.  REFUGE :  for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55.  ARRANGED :  for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56.  FAVOR :  for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57.  VACATION :  for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58.  DEFEND :  for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59.  CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60.  RESTRICTED :  for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.

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𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝟒 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.   

feel free to change pronouns, etc.

❝   you’re a long way from home, cowboy.   ❞ ❝   i’m sure you didn’t just tag along so we could sing kumbaya together at some boyscout bonfire.   ❞ ❝   you have my sympathies.   ❞ ❝   sorry to have bothered you.   ❞ ❝   where’s everyone going? bingo?   ❞ ❝   okay. i’ve only got one, very important question  ..  you got a smoke?   ❞ ❝   crawl out of one hole, and into another..   ❞ ❝   that’s too good for a guess  ..  wanna start explaining?   ❞ ❝   being a hero isn’t what it’s cracked up to be anymore.   ❞ ❝   got something that might interest you.   ❞ ❝   calm down. everything’s going to be just fine.    ❞ ❝   hate to say it, but we’re sandwiched alright.   ❞ ❝   small world, ey?   ❞ ❝   so, what do we do now?   ❞ ❝   let me come with you.   ❞ ❝   no thanks, bro.   ❞ ❝   my my  ..  we’ve got a feisty one.   ❞ ❝   you alright?   ❞ ❝   just leave me alone!   ❞ ❝   if you don’t need me, then get off my back!   ❞ ❝   put your hands where I can see them.   ❞ ❝   sorry, but following a ladies lead just isn’t my style.   ❞ ❝   bit of advice: try using knives next time. works better for close encounters.   ❞ ❝   long time no see.   ❞ ❝   stay with me, [name].   ❞ ❝   talk about ‘near death experience’.   ❞ ❝   let’s see if you can survive this time.   ❞ ❝   don’t you know when it’s time to throw in the towel?   ❞ ❝   need a ride, handsome?   ❞ ❝   you okay? c’mon, let’s get out of here.   ❞ ❝   are you out of your mind?  ❞ ❝   i knew you’d be fine if you landed on your butt.  ❞ ❝   just so we understand each other clearly: i don’t trust you.  ❞ ❝   been a long time, [name].  ❞ ❝   you catch on quick, as expected.  ❞ ❝   looks like we have the upper hand here.  ❞ ❝   maybe it’s about time you told me why you’re here?  ❞ ❝   sounds like you thought this one out pretty well.  ❞ ❝   a psycho like you can’t bring order or balance.  ❞ ❝   thanks. when we get out of here, drinks are on me.  ❞ ❝   you sure you wanna do this?  ❞ ❝   i thought you were gonna die..  ❞ ❝   i don’t know about you, but I think it’s time we go home.  ❞ ❝   something’s not right  ..  [name], you stay here.   ❞ ❝   better try a new trick, cause that one’s getting old.  ❞

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HER CONFIDENCE IS NOTHING IF NOT STRIKING; but foolish nonetheless. often those who, when confronted by death, are defiant until the very end, but they fall all the same. her warning, while heeded, does not hamper his stance. the hunter regards her coldly for a moment, the glow in his eye flaring--- before he lashes the whip aside, cleanly severing the head of an approaching goblin. it tumbles into the grass by the girl's feet, and its corpse crumples to the ground in a heap shortly after.

he doesn't have time for this.

flicking the whip back, he catches it in a hand and moves past her without a second thought. there are far greater threats than a girl and her parasite, but the moment she becomes a problem, then perhaps they'll resume their little stand-off.

"If you lay a finger on it, I will kill you." And as if in warning, the black tendrils creeps up on the side of her face like vines on a wall.

The Sap does not move. It could easily defend itself, but it does not move. Its beady eyes stays locked on the man behind the whip. "If we wanted to harm you, we would have already done so while you were so occupied with the others." She simply gestures to the slaughtered enemies with her green eyes.

She allows silence to speak for itself. The tension is high between the two. The small creature has yet moved, its rootlike limbs planted firmly into the ground.

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「 great! 」 picking up another bag, he quickly signs with the other hand, quipping, 「 don't worry, i'm not doing this out of the kindness of my heart or anything--- you're actually doing me a huge favour. 」

with a wink, he takes both bags to the counter. upon his return, he immediately peels open the strawberry lemonade, offering it to her.

"Oh well if ya' offering then I think I might need to try the strawberry lemonade one." Something that sweet and looking that good had to be a sleeper hit regardless of the quality.

"But I'll finish whatever you don't. Sweet stuff is my specialty~~."

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THE AIR IS THICK WITH THE STENCH OF SLAUGHTER, and it embraces him like home. this is who he is, what he does; purge the evil things that live in the dark, the nightmares hiding underneath the bed. that feeling, like a prickly sensation crawling up his neck--- now he understands why he was so swift to act, and why she cannot possibly reason away his intent to kill.

she's one of them.

he doesn't know what, nor does he know how--- but the circumstances are irrelevant.

the trajectory of his whip changes, now pointing directly at the small creature she appears to harbour, as if in gesture. with only the slightest tip of his head, he needn't utter a single word of his motive for the message to be clear, but perhaps she'll explain herself soon enough. if not, then she has nothing to offer--- and she's just one more monster among the rest.

A sea of corpses, a pool of blood, the stench of it all that filled the air was not at all new to Dam-bi. It was almost....nostalgic, really. It brought her right back to her home, to the other villages that she rid in the past. A good feeling or not? She can't tell, but none of that mattered. The villages no longer existed and in her world she would forever be the calamity that destroyed everything.

At least here, she was free to do whatever she wished. Dam-bi takes a step forward and comes to a stop when she knows she's been heard. The snapping of the twig alerted the stranger and in a blink of an eye she's inches away from his weapon.

"..."

What a strange choice of weapon, she muses to herself. The small sapling creature's beady eyes are locked on the man who wields such a weapon and although it wishes to attack, it does not. It stays very still.

"Why did you stop?" Dam-bi asks the man, "Is it because I am a child?"

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@daxned

A SEA OF CORPSES pool at his ankles, their blood running like the tide beneath his feet. a steady drip... drip... drip murmurs into the silence, beads of red rolling off the edge of his blade, and onto the dirt. the earth swallows it hungrily, as it soaks into the roots of its flora, their snow-white petals stained by the carnage. he stands in the wreckage of what was once a ravenous pack of goblins, remnants of their flesh strewn through the grass. their greed bettered their judgement, and they paid sorely for it.

the eerie glow in his eye wanes like a dying flame, and he lowers his gaze to examine a gash across his side, shredding through his waistcoat and tunic. it... doesn't seem to be mending itself, as most of his other wounds do, he notes, wrinkling his nose. glancing around, he nudges one of their broken weapons with the toe of his boot: just a crudely fashioned knife, comprised of wood and a metal he can't quite place. nevertheless, he pulls his bandana back over his nose decisively--- it would be wise to move on, lest the blood attract something worse.

SNAP!

the crunch of a breaking twig shatters his thoughts, and the hunter rounds on the sound. unfurling his whip, he lashes it out, ignoring the sting of his wound, and it reaches for whomsoever approached--- only to halt mere inches from the eye of what appears to be young girl. it remains suspended there however, as though drawn to her, beckoned by a living soul; a lingering threat. child or not, he wasn't about to take that risk.