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TEST DRIVE # 06

Whether you're trying to figure out how your character would fare in this setting, trying to get some samples together, or just dipping your toes in the water, you've come to the right place! The Test Drive is here to make your life easy by letting you see what the game is like without actually joining it first. So here is how it works:

1: Post a starter with your character, including whether they are a god or shinki in the subject line.
2: Act like your character is established enough in the setting to allow your thread to go places.
3: Take on any god/shinki of your choosing, as long as they're not already in the game!
4: Comment around to the other people on the meme.
5: Have lots of fun!

To get you started, here are some ideas for thread-starters! Feel free to come up with your own ideas if these don't strike your fancy, though.

Zombie Zoo

A local zoo is having a very serious problem. Specifically, a large number of its dead animals have suddenly come back to life! These animals have all died sometime in the past, over several decades, but now they're crawling out of their grave sites to join the other other animals in the zoo. It's not that they're causing any trouble, they act exactly as they did in life. It's just... really creepy, honestly.

Arctic Arcade

A popular arcade is under siege by restless spirits. No matter how warm the owners try to keep the gaming areas, it's like an arctic tundra inside. The cold is starting to mess with the gaming systems and very few patrons are willing to deal with subzero temperatures just to play some dumb video games. It's quite likely there's an ayakashi plaguing the store, but it's a matter of finding out where exactly it's hiding.

Baby Boxes

Japan is taking some initiative to adopt a new system for the young people being born into their country! Much like Finland, they are starting a tradition where each new baby has a box of essentials gifted to their parents, which can also serve as a crib while the baby is still small enough to fit inside. You've been enlisted to help put these boxes together! Have fun with all the baby food and diapers.

Calling Card

Every god needs to be promoted, how else will they get followers, right? So that's your job! Go promote your god or, if you're a god, promote yourself! Whether your calling card is literally a card with your phone number or some graffiti sprayed onto every bus in Tokyo, it's all fair game. Just make sure it's going to bring in the customers.

Desperate Doggy

An odd spirit has started following you around. It's the spirit of a dog, who is very intent on getting back to its master. Apparently its master really needs the dog in order to keep living a happy life, that's what you've gathered from all the barking and shoving at least. Whether you decide to help the dog find its master or help it reach the next world is up to you.

If you're uncertain about anything, feel free to check out the Premise, Rules, and FAQ posts. And don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have on the FAQ!
When and if you're ready to join the game, check out the Taken Characters before throwing in a Reserve and starting on your Application
Have fun!

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dogged

[This dog will not leave Jae-Ha alone.

To be honest, he's not sure what to do. He can gather that it wants to look for its master, but who's supposed to make that decision? Him? He hardly wants to do any of this to begin with. He'd intended to run off and find some lighthearted things to do, like drink wine, and talk to some cute girls, and suddenly he was assaulted by a very aggressive dog that will not stop nudging into his leg.

He's tried throwing toys and pointing excitedly down the street, hoping for the dog to follow, but this hasn't worked. He's tried running, hiding, ignoring, playing with it for a few minutes in hopes that it tires out, distracting it... but none of it is working!

In a last ditch attempt at escaping this dog, he jumps, soaring a good distance before he lands... right in front of this stranger on the street. It's all very graceful, really— but somehow, the dog isn't far behind. He hears a bark and straightens himself from his landing, turning around to watch as it bolts down the street. Again?! Grabbing the shoulders of whoever he's happened to land in front of, he smiles, ducks behind them and gives them a gentle nudge towards the barking dog.]

[Take this task from his hands and let him leave!!]

wildcard

[Feel free to just run into him in general! Watching creepy dead zoo animals, being overly serious in the arcade, passing out beautiful business cards for his god, relaxing somewhere... pretty much anything.]

zombie zoo

[ ... If that isn't the creepiest thing Katniss has ever seen since coming here, she's not sure what is. It's like someone's playing a sick, sick joke, and Katniss isn't really sure what to do.

What she does have is her bow out, though. Maybe someone should tell her not to shoot the animals... ]

baby boxes

[ Well, if she has to do something with her time, she's glad it's providing food. Especially for kids. She's not sure why, but the thought of babies going hungry just makes her so anxious and... ugh, she doesn't want to think about it. It's already bad enough that she doesn't remember much, but now she's thinking too hard and--

Well, at least she's meticulous. ]

calling card: artemis

[ She's in her element. Katniss has her bow out, and she's got a pouch of amaranth flowers at her hip. Every so often, she fastens a red amaranth flower to the shaft of an arrow--with twine she'd crafted herself--and takes aim before letting it fly.

Well. That's effective. ]

Edited 2016-06-30 23:56 (UTC)

✖ zombies

[ ah well.. they're not so bad, right? sure some of them have limbs falling off or bones jutting out or even missing parts of their anatomy and children are crying but.. certainly there's some charm to them?

so here's dazai, the one man circus that he is, attempting a trick he's seen on tv with an undead lion. meaning, he's about to stick his head into it's gaping mouth?it's not like it's got all of it's teeth (let alone its jaw) so it should be fine, right?

it seems that the thing had eaten his wallet, and he fully intends on getting it back. ]

urgh... lion-san you need a breath mint or something. [ he's still trynig to pry it's mouth open with his bare hands. he's standing right in the middle of the exhibit, but that's fine, it's not like the people of the near shore would see him anyway? ]

✖ doggo

[ it.. really doesn't seem like he's having much luck losing this guy. he doesn't even really know how it happened. but now he's got a dog spirit desperately trying to get his attention while he aggressively ignores the whining pup who's bumping it's head against his legs.

he just simply doesn't know how to deal with dogs.

maybe if he keeps pretending he doesn't see it it'll go away...

so he keeps walking, hands in his pockets, until finally he gets fed up and turns on his heel quickly, pulling out a treat that he usually keeps in his coat and chucks it! ]

go get it, boy! you can do it!!

[ ... only he doesn't, and now he looks even more like an idiot standing there with his arm outsretched. the puppy only wags its tail and sits in front of him patiently, panting as it tilts its head. ]

... don't look at me like that.

[ great now he's talking to the dog. ]

✖ wildcard / throw an idea @ me and ill roll with it

literally just do it. maybe he's writing his name and number and giving it out to every girl he meets and you want to stop this menace of society, or maybe he's boxing really weird things in those boxes? babies need guns right,

Edited 2016-07-01 01:02 (UTC)

Dog

[She tries to ignore it for a long time, she really does. How is she supposed to deal with a dog that needs to find someone, especially if it's dead? Time's up, there's nothing it can do now, it was probably replaced already.

She scowls at it and tries to push it away, tries to ignore it following her. But there's something in her chest that pangs, making her insistent on not wanting to deal with it. She doesn't need unnecessary emotions about something that she can't do anything about anyway.

That's what she keeps telling herself.

It's only when she ducks into an alley that she crouches down to scratch him behind the ears, staring at him with a face that is not nearly as kind as the gesture.]

I guess dogs are supposed to be the most loyal animals...

Zoo

[Oh yeah. Tsubomi has got this. Totally. She can do this. She is absolutely, one hundred percent able to handle this. Do you see the resolute determination she's got in facing this thing? She's so serious.

Until she sees her first dead animal and a chill runs up her spine and she takes in a breath, trying to keep it together, and screams at the top of her lungs, ducking into the nearest cover to just stop herself from looking at them. Oh god they're awful they're decaying bodies shouldn't be doing that how are they moving they can't possibly be moving and oh god she hates gross things like this.

Someone please deal with the loser in the hoodie in the corner. She's a goddamn mess.]

Wildcard

[W/e you want to do with this mess of a person.]

Arcade
The small samurai steps into the arcade, long red hair steaming behind him. His steps are nearly silent, far different from the sort of man he usually presents himself to be. Normally, he's a bumbling idiot, but right now, there is trouble and he means to see the end to it. He just hopes that he can come to a peaceful solution.

His breath comes in a cloud in the freezing chill and for a moment, he stops in front of a gaming system, glass frosted over by a layer of ice. With great care, Kenshin reaches to lightly wipe the frost off before continuing towards the back of the arcade.

His voice is warm though. Friendly. Soft. "Hello, ayakashi-san, this one would like to speak to you, that he would. He means no danger to you." He doesn't really think it will work. It rarely ever does, but if there is a chance at the peaceful solution, he will take it every single time.

Baby Boxes
What a novel idea. Kenshin is very much for this! He seems utterly happy and content to sit there, legs folded under him, methodically folding baby blankets. There is an aura of utter serenity around the small man. He smiles gently as he puts great care into each package of hope. He would be happy to remain right here, doing this all day, but there is a call to help unload more supplies.

The small man hops up, far too smoothly, far too skillfully. That is ruined in the next few seconds when his feet get tangled in the blankets he had been folding and he goes down in the most embarrassing of face plants. Made worse only because of the sounds he made on his way down. "Oro!"

Dog
It had been a huge mistake on his part to give the spirit a little pet on his way past. Now the dog was following him just about everywhere. Every time Kenshin did he best to ignore the animal, it sinks it's teeth into his white hakama and gives a little yank. After a moment or two of barking and whining and hakama pulling, Kenshin's heart breaks a little for the poor creature.

He turns and crouches at the dog's eye level, a sad look in his eyes completely at odds with the smile on his face. "You need to stop doing that, that you do. This one might not be able to help you. He knows nothing of your owner. This one is sorry, that he is." He gives the dog another little pet only to get licked in the face. Slobber all over that scar on his cheek.

"All right. All right. Fine. This one will help you. But you will have to help him. Can you lead me to your home?" It's probably strange for passers by that can't see the dog. All they would see is a small traditionally dressed man talking to the thin air.

the worst zoo in the world

[In the zoo, there is an area Kija studiously refuses to go near. He is, in fact, terrified of this area, and has spent the better part of fifteen minutes pacing back and forth close (but not too close) to its entrance, giving it wary glances. Why doesn't he just go back and look at something nice again, like a tiger? He should go look at the tigers.

But he isn't going to look at the tigers. After all of this pacing he finally decides to face his fears and show these horrible creatures who's boss! Specifically, himself!!

He marches into this horrible room - the butterfly exhibit, as it happens - and comes to a halt about five feet in. This is the most pitiful attempt at looking put together anyone has ever tried, but he's trying really hard.]

Ah, so these monsters are quarantined so that they will learn to behave appropriately, I see! That's a very good idea— [A butterfly, undead or not, lands on his big dragon hand. There is no question who could win a fight here, between Kija and butterfly.

...It's the butterfly, he can't even move all of a sudden. Help him!!!] Please— Please remove this guy from my hand-!!

why dog

[This dog won't go away. Kija has tried everything short of picking it up and throwing it to get it to leave him alone, but it's still there! So persistently!! It keeps touching him with its wet nose and that is vile, ugh—

Eventually, he just stops walking abruptly and turns to look at the dog, half-crouched with his hands on his knees. You know, the way you'd normally stop to coo at a cute puppy-]

It is very clear to me now what's going on here! You are following me because you are poorly trained!

[oh ok. Anyway, here comes you, a bystander, and as such Kija is pointing emphatically in that direction-] You there! Come assist me in training this animal!

wildcard

[i guess???]

Best/Worst Zoo Ever

[Psyche liked animals. She liked cute animals like cats especially so. As such, she was currently a bit conflicted about what to do with the horde of undead animals.

[For one, the smell alone is overpowering, causing her to button her jacket to cover her lower face. Second, there was the appearance the sheer terror of their appearance, which caused her body to tense defensively and a flicker of her power to center around her hand. Ready fire at anything that leapt out.

[On the other....they weren't really leaping out. Or really doing anything like in horror movies. They just looked terrifying and rotting and probably leaving behind a lot of nasty bacteria around. She knew, of course, they'd have to be put down somehow. It was just trying to decide what would be the best way to do it, with how many there were. Some simply ambled on their rotted limbs back 'home', others laxed in the sun, and others-

H-hey-stop that! There's no treats in there.

[Others, like the undead, skeletal deer nosing into her pocket, were looking for food. It'd almost be cute, if she couldn't see its empty eye sockets and bits of grass poking out of what would be its stomach. She felt bone clack as its 'teeth' nibbled on her pocket and she attempted to tug her jacket flap away from the deer.]

Calling Card

[Some people take blunter approaches, like shoving their gods' card in people's faces or spraying graffiti in a busy areas. People like Psyche take a more subtle approach.

[The little slips of paper would appear, tucked into things like books or bags or even pockets. Each one had a short story and a simple prayer snuck into the words, along with a subtle encouragement to think on the god from the story.

[Though Psyche has a steady hand and a quiet step, it's some relief that most beings from the Near Shore can't see beings like her easily. It'd be easy to mistake her hand reaching into a bag or pocket to means something else. Or to just look creepier than she intended.]

Wildcard

[Feel free to throw anything at her~]

Zombie Zoo
[This guy's traveled all over the galaxy, meet with alien races and has driven a large mechanical lion and piloted an even larger mecha.

And somehow, zombie animals are able to creep him out as he watches them enter the zoo. Shiro is keeping a careful eye on all their movements, using his body as something of a separation line between the zombies and the on-lookers.

He may also be looking at the other Far Shore residents around him for some help.]

Keep the civilians away from the zoo for now. If you see any in there, evacuate them immediately. [A beat and he looks back over at the animals.] And lets hope no one gets hurt.

Baby Boxes
[So Shiro's got the basics of this god role downpat. Help people, take care of his shinki, answer prayers. It's not saving the universe from the Galra, but it's... something for now.

And it seems like putting together baby boxes is something that needs to be done right now, even if Shiro is unsure about how this helps in general.]

Desperate Doggy
[A lost dog spirit, huh? Even with his new god role, Shiro doesn't understand dog. He's tried playing with it, petting it, going for a walk with it, just about anything he can think of that a dog might enjoy. The only thing that seemed to illicit a response was leaving it alone. Seconds later, he'd find the dog following his footsteps.

What is he supposed to do? This isn't a prayer exactly, but a part of him can't leave the spirit alone.]

Hey boy. What do you want?

Edited 2016-07-01 02:21 (UTC)

[Zombie Zoo]

[Keith had been all for bursting into this zoo to take out some zombies. That's what this was all about, right? Zombies were bad and were probably eating other animals or ...something, right? His instructions were actually kind of vague thinking back on it.]

[He's kind of disappointed when he gets there. It looks like ...they just needed help cleaning out some cages. Uh.]

Are ....are you sure they're not going to eat anyone?

[He could go take care of that instead of cleaning cages, really. No? Sigh.]

[He doesn't seem to be very enthused by this job, maybe come and help?]

[Arctic Arcade]

[This was a little more natural. Something was causing a problem and this place needed help taking care of a nasty spirit. Somehow, though he doesn't remember how or why, fight instincts kick in and he feels a lot more natural in his movements than he does doing anything else.]

[It helped having an affinity for fire in this instance, too.]

[If you're just a bystander at the arcade you might be treated to the image of a shinki, very certainly on fire, running full tilt into the back room with a sword raised, screaming a very impressive battle cry.]

[Or maybe you're there to help? Good luck getting him to agree to that. Either way however you are there, it's pretty obvious Keith overestimated this thing and he's now getting thrown back OUT of the room in a blast of cold and snow.]

[Wildcard]

[Hit him up!]

[zombies]

[On the list of troubling things Shun's had to do in his life, rounding up dead animals really isn't particularly high on the list. As long as they're not hurting anyone, he's perfectly happy - well, perfectly neutral, at least - to trail a bunch of them along behind him, which at least gets them away from the enclosures so he can figure out what exactly the hell he's supposed to be doing with them. Somewhere in all this, about three large, zombified birds of prey have decided to perch on various areas of his head and shoulders, all eying each other off like they're waiting for someone to start stealing someone's territory. Rather than look like an idiot shooing them off just for them to probably come back, Shun just gives an irritable huff and glances over to one of them with a sharp look from his own bright yellow eyes.]

Put your claws in me and all of you are going. [Minor squabbling he can handle, but he really doesn't need any more injuries to his name if they're not in the field.

At the sight of anyone passing, he may just pause to level a hard, calculating glare at them, as if trying to gauge them in just that look. Especially if they're staring back at him, because then he'll just narrow his eyes like a guy trailing about ten animals with three of them around his head is entirely normal and not worthy of question.]

What?

--

[arctic]

[Of all the ridiculous places for an ayakashi attack...

It's probably a good thing Shun kicked the owners out while he dealt with this, because he doesn't think they'd be particularly impressed with him using the machines as a vantage point. Not that he really cares, crouched as he is on one near the middle of the store and trying to listen for the sound of the thing, moving along when he doesn't catch anything clear enough to go by. There's a strain of something almost inaudible that catches his ear, but at the same time, the unmistakeable creak of the door opening again runs over it, and Shun twists to look at whoever's come in with a frustrated scowl.]

Close the damn door before I lose this thing. [He can still hear it, just very faintly - the question is, where exactly is it coming from...]

--

[wildcard]

[If you want to do any of the other prompts or just randomly meet, that's cool too - Shun will probably not be particularly impressed by any of them, but if it's worth doing it's worth doing properly, so he'll still be doing what he can.]

a. Babies

[He's not quite sure how he's gotten into this situation, much less what all of these bizarre items are. And yet all the same, Saitou seems to have taken to the task rather seriously, and really, it isn't all that difficult to follow directions. Thankfully the items and quantities needed for each box are listed for easy reference, and after you do a few dozen of them, it tends to get rooted into your head.

Currently he's paused in adjusting placement of items in his current box, brow arched in as he eyes the bottle of baby oil in his hand.]

.....

--

b. Calling Card

[...this isn't the sort of job he's accustomed to. Stopping off to the side of a busy street corner, he seems to be deep in thought as he considers this task, one arm folded in front of him to prop the other up, the crook of a finger resting against his lip.

How does one gain followers? It's a matter of seeing someone, isn't it? What admirable qualities could he profess? Saitou frowns as he thinks. After a moment, he sighs. This would be so much easier if he could just threaten people into it.]

--

c. Inu...ka

[There's only so much patience one can have after a yapping spirit creature continues to hound you for so long. With a long-suffering sigh, Saitou turns to face the dog, stooping down. He looks at it quite seriously. It barks at him. He blinks, and then after looking thoughtfully at the spirit, opens his mouth.]

Wan. Wan-wan?

[His face is completely neutral of any expression as he appears to be conversing with the dog. Perhaps even odder enough, the dog seems to be responding despite his terrible accent.]

Zoo time!
[ So let's say you're wandering the zoo when you come across this girl. She seems a little out of place with her lace and her frills and her parasol daintly resting on her shoulder. But she looks bored. Despite the zombie animals mingling with the regular animals, she seems fairly bored as she wanders through the zoo.

Perhaps so bored that she doesn't notice the fact that there's a zombie lion that's coming up behind her with it's jaws wide open and looks like it's two seconds away from swallowing her whole.

Well.

No one's going to miss a little rabbit after all, right? ]

Baby Boxes
[ She's seated herself on a stack of boxes, legs crossed at the ankles and not quite doing anything. Unlike any shinki and god working to get these boxes put together, she's decided to take more of a supervisory role.

That is, until she spots you. ]

You.

[ Yes, she's talking to you. And motioning some of the boxes around her. ]

These boxes need to be delivered posthaste. Make quick work of it.

[ And it's when she flicks one of her twintails back over her shoulder that you spot a name on the side of her neck. That's definitely a shinki bossing you around. ]

Edited 2016-07-01 03:34 (UTC)

Zombie Zoo

[A small glib part of Kite wants to say "make it a new attraction" as he patiently makes a complete circuit of the zoo, but he doesn't give the thought voice. Instead, he takes his time in quietly but seriously inspecting each and every one of the exhibits occupied by a deceased beast. For a long while, it looks like he's focused on writing notes down.]

[Eventually, however, he speaks up.]

All their behavior seems perfectly natural. However, the decomposition of their bodies might start to negatively affect the health of the living zoo inhabitants. Quarantining them should be one of our first priorities, along with investigating the area where the dead animals were disposed of.

[Very professional, very focused. He'd love to study this all more in-depth, of course... It's a fascinating phenomenon. However, duty calls, and he's not going to let his own personal interests get in the way of a serious job like this.]

Desperate Doggy

[Sorry, were you trying to ignore that poor doggy? That means Kite's annoyed voice is directed right towards you.]

Can't you see she's trying to get your help?

Wildcard
[I'm up for trying out any of the other options if you want to, or coming up with things too!]

Zombie Zoo

[Yoruichi already isn't the biggest fan of zoos--she's never liked cages. She'd spent enough time on display growing up, and she's not eager to do it to another creature.

But this? Is a whole other level of wrong. Animals in various stages of decay are wandering around, eating and climbing and generally ruining the atmosphere. The lions give coughing, guttural sounds of warning, which are promptly ignored by the corpses ambling and sunning themselves on the other side of the enclosure. Across the way, living leopards are all clustered in and around a tree while the dead ones roll in the dirt, bones clattering and bits of flesh dropping from them with every movement.

One young lion is huddled against the bars, as far away from the zombies as possible...right next to Yoruichi, who's way closer to the bars than any sensible person should be. Close enough to reach in and scratch the lion behind the ears, and for him to push his head against her hand, looking for reassurance.]

I don't know what's going on either, kiddo. [She sighs, annoyance flickering over her face] But I'm probably supposed to do something about it.

Baby Boxes

[Given that her brother is so much younger than her, one might be forgiven for thinking Yoruichi had picked up a few things about babies. But the servants had done all the dirty work, so her practical knowledge has a lot of holes in it.

So instead of quickly and efficiently packing like she's supposed to, she examines each item with mild curiosity, looking to be in no particular hurry. Clothes are haphazardly folded up and placed in the box in a way that's sure to leave wrinkles. One of the other workers gently suggests taking more care with the clothes; Yoruichi shrugs, looking utterly unconcerned.]

The kid won't care if it's wrinkled or not--they're just going to throw up on it or shit in it as soon as they put it on anyway.

[She eyes the mattress in the bottom of the box, shaking her head with a look of mild disgust.]

When did humans start putting their babies in boxes anyway?

Wildcard

(Hit her up!)

Calling Card

[Yumoto said he was going to the near shore to 'drum up business.' By which he clearly meant 'toss a bunch of paper airplanes off a tall building.' Is there a method to this? Or is it just his short attention span striking again? Well, either way he looks like he's having fun...]

Desperate Doggy

Uwaaaah~! I never thought a ghost doggie would be so fluffy!

[From the way Yumoto is rubbing his face on the dog's fur, it's looking unlikely that getting the pooch back to it's master is high on his list.]

Ah, I wonder what I should call you?

[And neither is helping it move on. Actually, the only thing on his list right now is 'cuddle the dog.' Maaaybe someone should remind him to be responsible? Or encourage him. That works too.]

Zombie Zoo

Attention undead hordes! Please return to your graves at once!

[Nothing like the direct approach. Who even gave her that megaphone?]

The nice zoo people are trying to run a business here and everyone knows you have to take things off the shelf once they've past their expiration date.

[~~Because that's the concern here?~~ A thoughtful pause.]

Actually though, you can all come back on Halloween. Because that would be pretty cool.

Arctic Arcade

[Speaking of the direct approach..... Hiyoko might not know any other approaches, actually. So she's calling this arctic akayashi out.]

Hey! You think you can freeze me out? Don't underestimate the modern cave girl! I've dealt with way worse chills.

[Dramatic pointing is go.]

Now show yourself! I hereby challenge you on the ancient battleground of my ancestors: Dance, Dance, Revolution!!

[CC]

[There's an easel set up, with a pad of drawing paper and chalk pastels, and Youji sketching scenes of ladies dancing in elegant, colorful dresses.]

Hedone, yes. Goddess of pleasure. Daughter of Psyche, goddess of the soul, and Eros, god of [suggestive pause...] love. Yes. It's the perfect combination, I assure you, and it explains so much about my life.

1 - Doggy

"What do you want? I'm not your master."

Again, Mitsunari tries to shoo, kick, and persuade the dog to go away.

With no success.

And so, he stops trying, and lets the dog follow him, wagging tail, without doing anything to stop it.

2 - Baby boxes

This was ridiculous. Why was he doing this? And why was the person next to him doing this?

"Do children really needs that much, when they're barely born? I don't suppose I ever had this much, at their age. So it's... absurd. What do they need such items for? They can already breathe and drink their mothers' milk. What else is needed?"

i. At your service
Should you choose to answer that polite knock at your front door at the crack of dawn, you’ll be greeted by the most impeccably professional visage of what is clearly the finest butler in the Far Shore. No need to look so relieved, please; it’s all in a day’s work.

“Good morning!” he says with a perfectly cheerful smile—which means you should be worried, by the way.

“My master in his boundless generosity has bestowed my services upon your household for a day.” Probably because Jakob’s butlering can get a little too intense sometimes and his god needs to get rid of him somehow. Jakob may or may not know this. And he may or may not take it out on you.

Tread carefully. Or slam the door in his face and risk him ninjaing up to your bedroom window, or something.

“Now then, how shall I be of service?”

ii. When life gives you shit…
“This won’t do. How is this establishment expected to keep its clientele with this horrific stench clinging to the air?”

Never mind that he’s taken down his fair share of zombies in his previous life. Never mind that an ayakashi might be at fault here. Never mind that you are probably just some random passerby he’d accosted without a second thought. He’s placed a shovel in your hand anyway, before rolling up his sleeves and tying a handkerchief over the lower half of his face in the manner of the denizens of the Near Shore to keep the worst of the dust and the…smell out of his face.

If you have not managed to escape him in that brief amount of time, he will grab you by the arm and drag you toward the zombie bear cages.

“Come along, now. This place must be absolutely spotless before my liege arrives.”

iii. They say it has an appetite for homework
A dog? Really? Is this what the afterlife has come to? It’s very hard to balance a tea tray stacked with breakables containing various substances that would either burn or leave a nasty stain in hand with a dog getting underfoot, and he tsks at you, O Stranger, who has visited his master’s temple for reasons he doesn’t care to fathom. Have you stumbled in here by accident? Are you, in fact, about to ask him for directions to some less impeccably clean temple down the road? Has his god invited you over for some reason? Are you here on business with…Jakob of all people?

He’s trying not to give you the stink-eye for potentially having brought the damnable creature along with.

“Out with you! Scat! I’ve little time to waste on your tedious problems.” Is he addressing you or the dog? Hard to tell, but this one is certainly directed at you, not without a hint of sarcasm:

“I do beg your pardon for being unable to announce your presence to the master at present. Would you be so kind as to state your business?”

Or get your dog the hell out of the way? is implied in that statement.

iv. Some people call me the space cowboy
Wildcard option! Hit me with whatever you feel like. I’ll switch to action if you prefer.

Edited 2016-07-01 14:24 (UTC)

Can play both styles so I have examples of both here. Don't have to respond in the style the tag is in, happy to swith to suit.

Also, wanting to keep his curse under wraps for a while so not wishing to play anybody witnessing his genderswaps quite yet.

Zombie Zoo
Zoo had a problem? Easy fix! All Ranma had to do was go and round up all the animals and send them back on their merry way, right? Well, that was what he thought but when he arrived things were a lot different than he had expected. Firstly, the animals were all dead. How do you fight dead things?

Secondly, specific animals seemed to hate him and weren't above hunting him around the zoo. So while, he was trying round up elephants, out of nowhere a random duck would come honking down the pathway to chase him. Then, he would be a short distance away trying to catch a wayward elephant and a random panda would appear and try to sit on him.

What the heck was even going on? That wasn't even beginning on the pigs. And then there was his issue with cats. He wasn't sure why, but he had a very distinct fear of cats. At least he hasn't seen any of them around yet.

Arctic Arcade
[Fighting ayakashi? That was right up Ranma's alley. One thing he neglected to recall was that they could only really be defeated when his God was around. Regardless, at least he was going to try and keep them busy for a while or at least keep them away from all the innocent people who didn't know what was going on.]

Baby Boxes
[Seriously? Out of all of the tasks that could have been picked, it was packing baby boxes. Ranko wasn't impressed and specially wasn't impressed that she was ordered into this form to do it. Accept and understand your feminine side my ass. She huffed.

The sooner she got this done, the sooner she could get out of here.]

Choose your own adventure
If you wanna play with Ranma or Ranko, feel free to call out whichever form you'd like and make up any scenario.

► Zoo: Halloween came awfully early
[Ever since they heard the reports, Amane was among those who want to go in and investigate. Primarily because it sounded like an unusual situation and they should probably fix it, thus appealing to her dutiful nature.

So when she arrived there, the sight before her eyes were... rather baffling? Honestly, how can she react to the sight of something that should be grotesque—the zombie animals didn't exactly have intact bodies—and the contrasting view of how... normal they're all acting.

Like they're still alive, if they're not already the moving undead.

But she didn't stay surprised for long before Amane immediately went to work. She turns to the nearest Far Shore person, shinki or god.]

I'll go and evacuate anyone that's still inside the zoo. What will you do?

[Quick planning before springing the plans into action! Will the zombies actually hurt anyone? Maybe, maybe not. But it's probably not safe for any living beings to be exposed to the very much dead and probably dirty, rotten walking corpses.]

► DOG: Who let the dog out
[For all of her knowledge and relatively quiet, calm way of approaching things, there are some things Amane's not... exactly a master at. Such as handling lost departed soul of a dog, apparently?

Anyone at a park would see Amane looking down at the dog, as it's trying to shove her towards a general direction. Should she... follow it?]

Please calm down. I'll follow you once you stop pushing me.

[NO CALM, MUST KEEP MOVING. The dog just keeps on pushing itself against her legs. Go go go?!]

► WILD CARD
[Gimme your best shot and I'll roll with things!]

baby boxes

Since Souji has had multiple people tell him that he's good with his hands, he can't help but think that perhaps this is a good way to start his day. The boxes don't need too much building, just assembling into a proper box shape with some locking the walls and bottoms into place, but he's deft and quick about it. Folding the blankets and arranging everything comes easily afterwards, especially since he has a chance to try and organize a good variety of foodstuffs in each box.

Honestly, this is a pretty good idea. He'd actually read about it once, and it seemed like something that was effective in its home country, so he can't help but be a little pleased that Japan is picking it up.

This has resulted in him humming to himself, everything about him placid and welcoming, and it's helping him to keep the pace on something that is otherwise fairly monotonous.

desperate doggy

Back home, Souji helped out a lot of lost dogs, and various strays. One of his friendships was even with a fox. So it's easy for him to say that he likes animals, and that he has a soft heart for them.

So, here he is. Helping a dog spirit. He doesn't quite have the heart to convince it to stop with its persistent attempts to get back to its owner, so instead he's walking around with it, trying to track down its person.

Look, he doesn't care if all he gets in answer is barks. He's holding conversation with the dog, because it's upset and he's calming it as best he can.

wildcard

Want to hit me up with something from the prompts above? Have at me, I'm down for anything!

Edited 2016-07-01 16:34 (UTC)

[doggonit]

[Shima liked the dog for all of five minutes but he's more than ready to send it home. It was cute, a little big and strangely transparent--Shima knows ghosts and spectres, and this is definitely one of them--but it was also some person's familiar, given the way it kept nudging at him. Shima doesn't have time to figure out who his master is. He needs to figure out his own whereabouts, why he's stuck here, how to call Mephisto or Shura or someone who can get him back to school.

...well, maybe calling them would be a bad idea, given his current, ah... This mint-colored jacket of his, embellished with gold and garnet, is going to get him into another pickle, isn't it? He looks down at it and sighs. He's relied too much on that school. He needs to go, he's on his own right now. And they won't take kindly to a rescue mission over something as menial as getting lost. But the dog's immediately got two translucent appendages against his stomach and barks at him, tail wagging happily. Shima just gives the pooch an odd smile, reaching down to pat its head and scratch behind its ears.]

Y'know, sometimes we got lives too. I got a job, and it's not finding masters for weird familiars.

[But when it barks back, seemingly disagreeing with him, he just glances away.]

...okay, maybe I got a little time.

[He smiles only until the dog is back to marching next to him and shoves one hand in his pockets. Great, a search mission. He remembers the days when he would've killed for these, where no effort was truly possible. What it gives to be innocent and young again, he figures. If he ever was.]

[fur-rightening]

[There's a big difference between small familiars, kracken, large ghosts, and rabid dead spooky animals, and Shima's sure he's looking at it. He's never had a big issue with zombie manga or horror movies, with rotten people covered in guts and molding flesh and stained blood. He's always found it funny to run into a good jumpscare or two, where he can put down the source or hit pause and catch his breath. Hell, it's even not a big problem going after spirits and demonic animals with his staff.

But there's a severe problem with a dead, rotten panther eating its way through an equally dead slab of meat. Rotten, gross, old, and the smell is absolutely horrible... Shima could honestly die on the spot.

The panther sees him and trudges its way forward along the glass, bloodshot, damaged eyes focused right on him. Shima can already feel his soul leaving his body. When it lurches forward, pouncing--on something, he doesn't know what, nor does he care to find out--he just screams and takes off running.]

Edited 2016-07-01 16:00 (UTC)

Arctic Arcade

[Reiji stands in the middle of the arcade, his arms crossed across his chest and a sour expression on his face. He came here to skip out on some boring, stuffy social function in Takamagahara, not actually do his job.]

That's seriously low, messing with video games. You're lucky they don't have Senjou no Kizuna here or I'd really be pissed.

[Not that he has the sort of money it takes to play that particular game for all that long and it's a pitiful substitute for Gunpla Battle in the first place and ARRGH ALL OF THIS IS JUST MAKING HIM MADDER.]

So get out here so I can kick your ass!

[He'll personally punch the ayakashi in its face. If it has a face. If it doesn't have a face, he'll punch it somewhere else.]

Baby Boxes

[The idea behind stuffing these boxes is to provide essentials for parents to raise their new babies. That's what they told Reiji when he got roped into doing this, however he's not sure they understand what “essentials” are. The little jars of food taste terrible (he knows, because he tried each kind), the weird plastic underwear can't possibly be comfortable, and who needs empty bottles, anyway? That's why he's taking it on himself to fill the boxes with something more useful.

And that's why he's diligently filling the boxes with meat buns, bottles of soda, and plastic model kits.]

Calling Card

[Self-promotion is boring, time consuming, and not at all fun in any way. He got tired of it after the first hour or so he tried. Some gods get cards made, some gods go shake hands and do the whole “friendly politician” schtick, some gods just paint their contact info somewhere and hope for the best. He really doesn't want to do any of that, honestly. That's why he got the brilliant idea to do exactly what he's doing right now. Which is lying in the sun on a warm patch of grass with a little sign shoved into the ground by his head that says “God on Duty.” That ought to do it.]

ARCTIC ARCADE
[Well, no patrons meant there was no waiting in line to play the new Tekken game, something Zangetsu found himself drawn to for whatever reason. As far as he knows, he’s never played this game before! But his fingers know the controls, deeply ingrained muscle memory. Cold? What cold? This guy is hyper focused.

If you can call him a “guy”. His skin is as white as alabaster and he sports a long reptilian tail that swishes on the floor behind him. Claws adorn his bare toes and click on the buttons of the arcade machine, and a pair of curved horns grow from his head]

Ha HA! Take THAT shit!! Gimme all the tickets!!

[this is not what he’s supposed to be here for… But are you going to tell this ferocious looking Shinki thing that he needs to get back to work?]

BABY BOXES
[Zangetsu is not helping. What does he care about baby humans? If they don’t want to reproduce, that’s their business and not the business of any god or shinki.

So, instead of putting the baby food into the boxes, like he’s supposed to, he’s picking through the jars and finding the fruity or meaty flavors and… uh. Opening them. A “Beef and Beef Broth” flavored jar gets opened and sniffed cautiously]

… It kinda smells like dog food. They feed this to baby humans?

[he cautiously dips a claw into it and licks it off]

… Huh. Not bad. [he proceeds to put the entire thing into his mouth]

DESPERATE DOGGY
[Despite his strange appearance, most people and animals don’t pay him a second glance. He attributes it to the whole “being dead” thing.

So when a dog starts following him on his way to the store, he yells at it and swats at it with his tail]

Would you GET LOST, you stupid mutt!? I’m not here ta help you! Go bother someone else, why don’t ya!

WILDCARD
[COME AT ME BRO]

Edited 2016-07-04 02:13 (UTC)

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