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[Alcidesire]

(I'll make a starter for Tooru later, I've been kinda having some motivation problems)

★ Jotora Kujo | 5 (18, essentially) | Male | X | Tags; Squigly ★
Waking up in a previously unknown and admittedly strange location was no new situation to Jotora - as the faithful Palico of an experienced hunter, adventures to new and dangerous locations were a common occurrence, as was waking up suddenly moved to these locations (he would begrudgingly admit that his penchant for 'resting his eyes' at seemingly random moments was partially at fault for this). However... He had never been in a building quite like this one, nor one in quite as bad of a condition.

Perhaps 'bad' was a bit of an understatement on his part - a piece of the ceiling falling and quite nearly landing on his tail pulled him from his thoughts with an alarmed meow quickly silenced by clearing his throat. Jotora Kujo didn't get scared, and he most certainly didn't get caught off guard! In his attempt to pull a 'cool' save and regain his dignity, he adjusts his hat, stuffs his hands in his pockets, and walks away from the rubble with closed eyes, uttering what he would argue is, quite possibly, the coolest catch phrase to ever exist, "Nyare ny-" only to be interrupted and promptly thrown to the ground when he trips over a stray... tail? It's an event that, though he will never admit it, causes him to temporarily lose the cool he oh so covets, bringing forth a frustrated growl and a kick at the tail's owner with a loud curse. Crossing his arms behind his head and huffing, he looks over at the owner of the troublesome tail, his own tail going straight up with surprise when he recognizes it. "Star Purratinum?" the now named Jagras responds with a series of head bobs, bumping its head into Jotora's chest up until the point where, due to the cat in question now being upon its back, can no longer do so. Patting Star Purratinum's sides, Jotora urges his mount forward and out of the building, looking back only once to see a much larger block of rock fall from the ceiling, kicking up dust and shards of rock when it hits the ground. "Let's go find our Meowster, Star Purratinum."

Though he would never admit it, this whole situation reminded Jotora of some of the picture books he had read before - stranded in a strange and foreign land with only your trusty pet, searching for any signs of civilization while the sun beats down overhead, strange posters you can't read warning of the dangers that probably ended the world, zombies...
'... wait, zombies?'
Calling Star Purratinum to a halt, Jotora does a double check to make sure it's not just the heat getting to him, but... No, that most definitely looks like a zombie from one of his horror books, with one of those horrible worms sticking out of it, too. In no way could our intrepid hero save this poor soul, as far as he knew, but, rather, he could take out this zombie here and now to make sure it didn't infect someone else. Of course, no good picture book hero would ever, ever attack without making an entrance, first. With one paw placed on his hat and the other stuffed within the depths of his jacket pocket, Jotora starts off with the coolest phrase he knows....

"Nyare nyare daze, a zombie?" of course, he doesn't expect a shambling corpse to understand a single thing he just said, but, in his mind, he's done a good job of establishing himself as a cool and aloof individual to anyone who might be watching, despite being a cat with a rather higher pitched voice.

[Juplin]

Corby - Raven Skinwalker - Supernatural OC - 26 - Female - Location: A collapsing building - Tags: Open

"Ack!" Corby dodged yet another chunk of falling cement, wings beating frantically as she navigated the enclosed space. She wasn't entirely sure what was happening, just that she was in a strange place she definitely didn't fall asleep in, and that a building was currently trying to kill her. Of course, she knew she couldn't fully die unless silver was used, but she didn't want to end up as a pile of blood and feathers. It would take weeks to fully heal from that, maybe months, and she'd probably be awake for most of it.

Corby spotted a shattered window, barely intact, that had a hole just big enough for her to fit through. Yes! she internally cheered, pumping her wings with new found purpose. She hissed as a jagged edge of glass caught her leg, sending a searing pain through her. She escaped the cloud of dust that was gathering behind her, coughing a few times.

Hovering in the air above the street, Corby congratulated herself on escaping. She would puff her chest out in victory if it wasn't for the blood that was dripping down her talons and on to the asphalt. Okay, so maybe it wasn't the greatest escape, but she couldn't be faulted. She still had no idea where she was, after all. Her eerie abandoned surroundings weren't helping either.

[sniper tf2]

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fem || 18 || skullgirls || tags ;; open.
cerebella let out an annoyed groan when she woke up, being bothered by the hot temperature. canopy kingdom usually wasn't hot, especially when it wasn't summer. the smell of grass and rotting wood was the thing that got the teal-haired girl to get up with slight confusion on her tired face. rubbing her tired eyes as she sat up. with only a quick glance, she was quick to get startled at the obvious fact that this place wasn't her home, where was she?! this didn't even look like new meridian!
cerebella quickly got up from the dirt covered floor, making her dust herself off. she spotted vice-versa on the floor almost beside her, this relieved her beyond comprehension, crouching down so she could pick it up and quickly put it on, it's arms immediatly growing to look like the strong arms they almost always were.
she noticed that she wasn't inside of a building at all, she was right outside it, but she could still get the strong scent of old and rotting wood, it was similar to that of little innsmouth in the morning. so at least it reminded her a bit of her home.
cerebella decided to start walking, looking around at the several signs saying how she had to survive, huffing a bit with slight worry. she looked up at vice-versa for comfort. "hey! we shouldn't worry, right buddy? no creature is a match for us!" she said to boost her spirits, viceversa responded with a thumbs up, making her smile confidently, and continue wandering around the place.

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fem || 14? || skullgirls || tags ;; jotora
(squigly speaks in normal text, leviathan speaks in bold.)
squigly softly talked to leviathan, who was looking around at all directions to see if they were to find something with just a sniff of his surroundings, he could soon smell the strong scent of an animal, specifically, it was similar to that of a feral. "squigly, something is getting close. keep your guard up." he muttered seriously, squigly nodded with a now serious expression, not being able to see anyone around, nor really hear anyone. "weird, I can't really hear anyone, do- KYAAa!!!-" she first began to speak, but was incredibly startled by the voice of someone, just to hear a noise like that made her jump in fear, immediately turning around to face it. being surprised and confused to see a tiny cat creature, leviathan was just as confused by this. his confusion turned into slight annoyance when he heard what the cat creature said. "i beg your pardon?? we are no ordinary corpse!" leviathan said with an obviously annoyed tone, squigly was a bit more sympathy towards the short feline. " leviathan! be nice! it was just a simple mistake! you know it's happened before.." she scolded him softly with her slightly echoey voice. now upset due to the bad first impression.
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male || 31 || don't starve || tags ;; stan, 8e.

wilson was intrigued by the pair, they seemed to be very different from each other. the older man seemed to be more brash while the woman seemed calm, eerily calm. the scientist couldn't help but to chuckle at the shorter man's comment, it sounded like something he would say when this had first happened to him. "why I highly doubt we'll ever find the thing that did this, and of we do, it definitely won't be here!" he said in an amused tone. no longer looking at the two like he once did, but he went back to slowly sketching out the appearance of his knew acquaintances. "either way, we should definitely get moving some sort of safe shelter, getting heatstroke is definitely not something we want." he was simply responding to the man, being rather happy on how he had so far appeared friendly, first impressions usually didn't go well with him.
wilson paused his train of thought when the white haired woman began to talk, immediately intriguing him, the way she spoke was oddly familiar to him. "numbers? types? that's definitely not human, sounds like something a machine would say.. or it could be something else, I wouldn't know. " his usually loud british accent lowered into nothing but quiet mumbles, trying to focus on other things rather than that odd line.

(might make cerebella bump into corby, but I dunno-)

[sugarbird]

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Gravity Falls
Mood; Confused
Tags; 8E, Wilson
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Stan nodded in agreement before simply walking in a direction. When the woman introduced herself, it was then clear that she was not a woman at all, but a robot or something. What kind of person has the name of "8E?" It was surely strange, but he prevented himself from commenting on it. If there was one thing that he didn't want to do, it was to insult someone who had much scarier weapons than him. That, and the younger man had a few sharp things sticking out of his backpack or whatever. These people were weird. After an awkward second of getting lost in thought, he quickly remembered that 8E asked for names. He sighed, not exactly comfortable about giving out his name. But, he did sort of agree that introductions were somewhat necessary. He sighed before looking down at the ground again. "Name's Stan." he began, glancing back up at the British man. He almost felt sorry for the guy. He's seen zombies before, and he greatly reminded him of them. Who can live like that? Being a walking skeleton? "What about you, forkhead?" he said in a spirited tone, not looking to insult him. The newcomer's been nice to them so far, and Stan was a man who demanded respect. What's the point in being rude right now?

[sniper tf2]

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fem || 18 || skullgirls || tags ;; open.
cerebella let out an annoyed groan when she woke up, being bothered by the hot temperature. canopy kingdom usually wasn't hot, especially when it wasn't summer. the smell of grass and rotting wood was the thing that got the teal-haired girl to get up with slight confusion on her tired face. rubbing her tired eyes as she sat up. with only a quick glance, she was quick to get startled at the obvious fact that this place wasn't her home, where was she?! this didn't even look like new meridian!
cerebella quickly got up from the dirt covered floor, making her dust herself off. she spotted vice-versa on the floor almost beside her, this relieved her beyond comprehension, crouching down so she could pick it up and quickly put it on, it's arms immediatly growing to look like the strong arms they almost always were.
she noticed that she wasn't inside of a building at all, she was right outside it, but she could still get the strong scent of old and rotting wood, it was similar to that of little innsmouth in the morning. so at least it reminded her a bit of her home.
cerebella decided to start walking, looking around at the several signs saying how she had to survive, huffing a bit with slight worry. she looked up at vice-versa for comfort. "hey! we shouldn't worry, right buddy? no creature is a match for us!" she said to boost her spirits, viceversa responded with a thumbs up, making her smile confidently, and continue wandering around the place.

♰ ｓｑｕｉｇｌｙ ＆ ｌｅｖｉａｔｈａｎ
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fem || 14? || skullgirls || tags ;; jotora
(squigly speaks in normal text, leviathan speaks in bold.)
squigly softly talked to leviathan, who was looking around at all directions to see if they were to find something with just a sniff of his surroundings, he could soon smell the strong scent of an animal, specifically, it was similar to that of a feral. "squigly, something is getting close. keep your guard up." he muttered seriously, squigly nodded with a now serious expression, not being able to see anyone around, nor really hear anyone. "weird, I can't really hear anyone, do- KYAAa!!!-" she first began to speak, but was incredibly startled by the voice of someone, just to hear a noise like that made her jump in fear, immediately turning around to face it. being surprised and confused to see a tiny cat creature, leviathan was just as confused by this. his confusion turned into slight annoyance when he heard what the cat creature said. "i beg your pardon?? we are no ordinary corpse!" leviathan said with an obviously annoyed tone, squigly was a bit more sympathy towards the short feline. " leviathan! be nice! it was just a simple mistake! you know it's happened before.." she scolded him softly with her slightly echoey voice. now upset due to the bad first impression.

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male || 31 || don't starve || tags ;; stan, 8e.
wilson listened to the two carefully, writing down their names just so he could remember them, it would be embarrassing to forget the name of the first two people he had seen in this place. he pulled away from his slightly nervous thoughts once it was his turn to speak. "ah! well, the name is wilson! in nice to meet you two!" he blurted out, chuckling a bit at the nickname, he had never heard that one before, probably because nicknames weren't all too common in the world he had been in for so long. he was happy that the people here seemed welcoming, as it was much easier to get information from someone who was chatty than someone who was distant. "now that we all somewhat know eachother, we should get moving. we don't have all day after all!" he chirped slightly, knowing how wasting time could definetly cost someone's life.

[Leaf_Blaze]

Ruptira Lirenteris - tags; Coran, Cerebella

Wol'f Gaite - tags; Lapis Lazuli

Oh, yeah, it's supposed to be hot. Whoops, Ruptira remembered. She purposely slowed down her pace as well, feigning overheating and slight fatigue. "Yeah, that'd be a good idea. Uh," the disguised demon looked around a bit more and her decrepit surroundings, "There." She pointed to a building that was mostly intact, just across the street. Yikes, he looks awful, she thought.
It seemed slightly cooler within the building, although it had a completely bare interior. "You rest, I'll keep watch for now." Without waiting for a response, Ruptira took up standing in the building's doorway.
Her inevitable boredom with standing guard was interrupted as she saw a young girl with teal hair and a weird hat. Coming this way, better say something. "Hey!" She called out. "Who're you?"

Wol'f felt a great amount of pity for this blue lady-- Lapis. Poor lass, she must want to go home... His heart sunk even further when she described a "barn". The demon shook his head. "No, sorry. But I repay you, you did not attack. Most do." He tried to make that some kind of condolence, though he doubted that it helped.
"Anything you want?" Hopefully this isn't much of the other things I've had to do during summonings. Maybe food or water. Wol'f patiently awaited an answer, able to tell that Lapis was frustrated.

[sniper tf2]

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fem || 18 || skullgirls || tags ;; coran, ruptira.
cerebella was whisteling softly as she skipped along, the hot temperature was distracting, but it definetly wasn't enough to kill her spirits! she stopped dead in her tracks once she heard a voice, looking up from her feet so she could look forward at whoever spoke to her, who seemed to be a young woman, maybe just a bit older than her. "hello!!!" she chirped loudly, waving her rather small hand compared to viceversa's. once close enough, she quigly wiped off some sweat on her forhead, still trying to ignore the heat. "im the most well known preformer of canopy kingdom, of course!" she said proudly, a bright smile on her face. "the only, the amazing, the strongest of all of new meridian!" her proud nature was showing up a little too much, but an introduction had to be flawless! it was the first impression after all. "cerebella!" the girl announced with her loud voice, right after this, she regained her composure and changed her expression. "who are you? are you from here? as i seem to be quite lost..." she said in a much more normal tone, it actually was quite sheepish, which was much more different compared to her proud and loud tone.

♰ ｓｑｕｉｇｌｙ ＆ ｌｅｖｉａｔｈａｎ
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fem || 14? || skullgirls || tags ;; jotora
(squigly speaks in normal text, leviathan speaks in bold.)
squigly softly talked to leviathan, who was looking around at all directions to see if they were to find something with just a sniff of his surroundings, he could soon smell the strong scent of an animal, specifically, it was similar to that of a feral. "squigly, something is getting close. keep your guard up." he muttered seriously, squigly nodded with a now serious expression, not being able to see anyone around, nor really hear anyone. "weird, I can't really hear anyone, do- KYAAa!!!-" she first began to speak, but was incredibly startled by the voice of someone, just to hear a noise like that made her jump in fear, immediately turning around to face it. being surprised and confused to see a tiny cat creature, leviathan was just as confused by this. his confusion turned into slight annoyance when he heard what the cat creature said. "i beg your pardon?? we are no ordinary corpse!" leviathan said with an obviously annoyed tone, squigly was a bit more sympathy towards the short feline. " leviathan! be nice! it was just a simple mistake! you know it's happened before.." she scolded him softly with her slightly echoey voice. now upset due to the bad first impression.

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male || 31 || don't starve || tags ;; stan, 8e.
wilson listened to the two carefully, writing down their names just so he could remember them, it would be embarrassing to forget the name of the first two people he had seen in this place. he pulled away from his slightly nervous thoughts once it was his turn to speak. "ah! well, the name is wilson! in nice to meet you two!" he blurted out, chuckling a bit at the nickname, he had never heard that one before, probably because nicknames weren't all too common in the world he had been in for so long. he was happy that the people here seemed welcoming, as it was much easier to get information from someone who was chatty than someone who was distant. "now that we all somewhat know eachother, we should get moving. we don't have all day after all!" he chirped slightly, knowing how wasting time could definetly cost someone's life.

[ʀᴏᴄᴋᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟ]

8E
female model | nier automata oc | tags; stan, wilson

8E glanced at both humans, whom she now knew as stan and wilson, respectively. they seemed quite interesting, to say the least. at the same time, their own reactions to her introduction was something 8E expected. her name was something 8E never paid much attention to. the eight was just a designation yoRHa gave just to keep everything and check. really, the only problem 8E had with her name was the actual "E" part. deep down, she hoped that stan and wilson wouldn't ask her about it, especially since that if she did tell them, it would possibly drive a wedge between them. for now,, 8E would keep quiet about it.
at wilson's suggestion, 8E glanced to the right, then left. he proved a valid point, the three of them had to get moving and 8E had a bad feeling what could potentially pop up if night fell.
"you say we should get going, but where exactly should we go?," 8E asked as she peered to nowhere in particular. "none of us are familiar with the area or what could be lurking around this city." there had to be a stand-out area around this city, something that could led to potential answers. but as far as 8E could see, it seemed like everything was trashed, and that certainly wasn't going to help any of them.

[Alcidesire]

★ Jotora Kujo | 5 (18, essentially) | Male | X | Tags; Squigly + Leviathan ★
Silence fell over the group as Jotora turned his undivided attention to merely observing the two, occasionally nodding or grunting to himself in response to seemingly nothing.. Or perhaps, his own thoughts. Some would describe such a silence as awkward, others, perhaps, as eerie. Jotora, however, preferred to think of situations like these as... dramatic. Tense. Full of suspense as one wonders as to the natures of the thoughts of those before them. The true Jotaro would likely be picking apart their weaknesses, powers, and tactics from just a glance...

Jotora, however?

Jotora was, in truth, no where near as skilled when it came to such matters. Rather, his deductions and perceptions were often simple, and, to most, blatantly obvious. Even then, the few deductions he 'figured out' were, more often than not, ruined near instantaneously by a compulsion he felt to vocalize the things he 'deduced', be it as an emulation of characters who do so in dramatic moments or, more likely, just to make others - and himself - feel that Jotora were smarter than he actually happened to be.

"Hmm... An 'ordi-nya-ry corpse' wouldn't speak..." as he speaks he brings a paw up to his chin, tilting his head down to allow the shadows to fall over his eyes, turning so his side faces Squigly. Jotora often prided himself on such simple moments of drama, imagining every movement he made as if he himself were a character in a book, poses in ways that would give what he thought would be the best lighting or a good feeling of movement. In this case, movement came when he spun around to face Squigly again, jacket and chains following the movement with an audible 'swoosh'. One fuzzy paw points in her direction, both index 'finger' and its associated nail extended. His voice occupies the awkward space between normal speech and a yell, loud enough to carry weight, yet not quite to the point where it travels as well - nor carries the same aggression - as a full on yell.
" You're the zombie meowster, aren't you?!"

◄ Tooru Mutsuki | 21 | Male |X| Tags; Corby ►
(Note - I'll underline anything in Japanese)
To wake up with ones limbs pinned, nerves producing nothing but the same static feel of an old television set... In most individuals this would produce a sense of panic, in fact, such a reaction would be seen as the norm in a scenario such as this. However, this scenario, this feeling - 'surrounded by crumbling rocks, a broken down building, can't move, can't move' - produces double such a feeling of panic within Tooru. Despite being able to see his chest, being able to see his chest rise with each quick, gasping breath, it very much feels to him that he can't breath, like there's a great pressure on him greater even than the debris on his limbs. Every attempt to move, every flare of the pins and needles in his limbs, brings back a flood of memories - ' Gaunt nearly skeletal figure, don't think about him, that smell of copper and dirt, don't think about him, grotesque, disgusting, horrid' - that he tries his hardest to keep down with a sob.

This was happening again, an awful horrible repeat of what happened last time. He was back and... Tooru needed to get out of here, he needed to go, he needed to get out before He came back. Time felt like it dragged on forever - Tooru had no idea how long he struggled underneath those rocks with both limb and kagune alike, nor did he know how long he ran afterwards. He just let his limbs take him until he was sure he was far enough away that He possibly couldn't find him, collapsing to the ground with ragged breaths and finally taking the time to check himself over. His right arm definitely broken, but everything else felt fine. It was hot out, sweltering, even, but he couldn't smell any humans, Ghouls, or much else around. A sign nearby warned of danger (at least, as far as he could tell - admittedly, he did fall a tad short when it came to English), so perhaps they all evacuated?

Tooru didn't have much time to ponder every anxious and curious thought beating through his head. There were many, that much is true, but the thing cutting his thoughts off wasn't the daunting nature of his own thoughts. Rather, it was a splat of blood landing on the top of his head. Looking up he saw...

"A raven in a dead town... How fitting..."

[Eleanor Belmont]

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Aʟᴛᴇᴀɴ - Mᴀʟᴇ - 250+

Tags;; Ruptira
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Coran was too hot to bother questioning why the female human seemed immune to the heat... then again, humans were aliens to him. It was possible that they were able to survive in temperatures an Altean would struggle to adapt or get use to. When 'Rose' pointed out an intact building nearby he sighed in relief, glad that there was shelter, even if he had to continue moving farther than he would've liked to get there.

He continued to use his staff to support himself as they crossed the road. The Altean was more hesitant than the other at entering the building, but eventually the need for shade ruled out his paranoia. "I think I'm getting a sunburn... ugh." Coran almost immediately flopped down onto the floor... slowly... of course. He was starting to feel a bit queasy from being overheated. Hopefully they had reached the shade just in time to avoid heatstroke. That would make the situation so much worse.

The ginger stayed relatively close to the entrance, just in-case he had to bolt out of the building to escape, but otherwise did not outwardly pay much attention to 'Rose' as she snagged the attention of another stranger. He was more concentrated on curling into himself and soaking up the coolness from the floor. From what he could hear, though, this new stranger did not know where they were either.