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we’re gonna free willy (ota)
WHO: eren, you, and some special guests depending on the prompt!
WHERE: all around town, but mostly the beach!
WHEN: throughout october 🌝 what a moon
WHAT: event things all in one post, including kaiju rumble!
WARNINGS: body horror from time to time, eren??? eren will have the merperson + slime strains keeping these traits in mind! characters are welcomed to get infected here or escape an attempt or try and give him a cure, anything is possible! if anyone would like to plot further or do something specific, you’re welcomed to get in contact with me at liberos or owlteer#3609 on discord!)
i． ＬＥＴ ＭＩＮＮＯＷ （ｐｏｓｔ ｉｎｆｅｃｔｉｏｎ）
[ i’m going to have to call in sick was the first thing eren had asked the hospital for when his hands starting oozing something really disgusting. he’s not sure what the muddy-blue gunk was, but it would string from the surfaces he touched sometimes for a couple of steps even with hand waving.
it was gross. really gross. so he texts you in a panic during the evening hours: ]
something’s REALLY wrong with me i cants tay herejgggggggggggggggggg
ii． ＫＲＡＫＥＮ ＭＥ ＵＰ （ＫＲＡＫＥＮ ＭＥ ＵＰ ＩＮＳＩＤＥ）
[ eren wants to stay away from just about everyone, having conscious thoughts he’s thought he’d never have. he wants to feed, he wants to infect, he wants to part his lips to wail, he needs to find water when the evening hours come— he’s not at home, and his phone doesn’t pick up no matter how much it rings.
he goes into an alleyway not far from his apartment, and there he stays, huffing with each feverish breath and pooling into a puddle of the slime that builds from his pores and slips off patches of skin. god this is horrifying. the worst part about it is he’s slipping away; infect, destroy, infect is the chant he hears just as he would if he held his breath and needed air for screaming lungs.
maybe giving into it was easier than pushing it away. maybe he just needs a shove of encouragement to do either. ]
iii． Ｉ’Ｍ ＡＬＬ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＳ （ｄａｙｔｉｍｅ）
[ during the daytime, everything slows down. eren’s more quiet with what he does, more explosive with emotion than he usually is, but if he isn’t working— you’ll find him at the music store, sitting on one of the stools of a drum kit or other percussion instrument, asking those that wander in to improvise a little with him. whether it’s your voice, your fingers on strings or any other mix of instruments, eren wants to provide the beat.
rather, eren wants you there with him. he wants to keep you here until nightfall, in fact. ]
I’ll teach you if you want.
[ so, what do you say? ]
iv．ＹＯＵ ＷＡＮＴ ＴＨＩＮＧＡＭＡＢＯＢＳ？ Ｉ ＧＯＴ ＴＷＥＮＴＹ （ｄａｙｔｉｍｅ）
[ another daytime activity you might see eren doing when he isn’t working is: hoarding. he gathers loose change on the floor, he pickpockets anything shiny he sees from you or someone else’s person, from jewelry to restaurant utensils, stuffs it in his pockets or backpack, and heads over to the beach.
maybe you’d either want to catch him in the act right in the middle of a store, the street, maybe he just stole from you and you only noticed now, or follow him to where he’s going with all those things—? ]
v． ＯＭＦＣ ＡＳ ＩＮ ＣＯＤ （ｎｉｇｈｔｔｉｍｅ）
[ and then, perhaps, you’re by yourself tonight, or with a friend, maybe two. monster hunting or whatnot, or looking for a cure for your friends.
for option a, there’s something big that rings an ugly yet trancing siren wail by peach beach, and it’s song might ensnare your curiosity in a lure. because it’s a lovely song, isn’t it? you just want to see who, or what, could be doing something so mysterious. it just makes you want to take a nap, right? a nap right inside the water. or if you’re going with option b, maybe take a look into that beautiful phosphorescent blue cave over there? wow! how’d that get there! ]
vi． ＫＡＩＪＵＩＣＹ（ＳＥＭＩ－ＣＬＯＳＥＤ） ( contact me so we can work something out if you’d like to interact/fight eren here, as i have a pair taking him down in the end! )
[ all the night would hear by now is a terrible sound— songs turn into a thunderous scream that could make blood curl the same way nails dragging against metal would. just, times it by one hundred and give it sixty megaphones.
there are very few people that can cause the shaking in the earth beneath one’s feet with each step. buildings tremble, house appliances clatter against each other and glass threatens to vibrate much too dangerously inside its frames. the streets fill with water, and soon a flash flood of salty sea foam and gunk rides through intersections in little streams.
the reminiscent of a titan form dawns scales, frills, fins and gills, pushing down a light post as it nudges into the first street off the beach coast and presses a small shack down against the sand with its hand until it begins to give in like paper. hope that no one was in that, or still is— the monster looks interested in picking out anything snackable in the simple debris, but gurgles out an irritated gnarl when there’s nothing.
it’s going to keep doing that, looks like, and with another animalistic, distorted wail, he attempts to attract his food, too impatient to keep waiting by the shore for him to shrivel up and die.
so, towards the city he goes, bringing the chaos with him. ]
WHERE: all around town, but mostly the beach!
WHEN: throughout october 🌝 what a moon
WHAT: event things all in one post, including kaiju rumble!
WARNINGS: body horror from time to time, eren??? eren will have the merperson + slime strains keeping these traits in mind! characters are welcomed to get infected here or escape an attempt or try and give him a cure, anything is possible! if anyone would like to plot further or do something specific, you’re welcomed to get in contact with me at liberos or owlteer#3609 on discord!)
i． ＬＥＴ ＭＩＮＮＯＷ （ｐｏｓｔ ｉｎｆｅｃｔｉｏｎ）
[ i’m going to have to call in sick was the first thing eren had asked the hospital for when his hands starting oozing something really disgusting. he’s not sure what the muddy-blue gunk was, but it would string from the surfaces he touched sometimes for a couple of steps even with hand waving.
it was gross. really gross. so he texts you in a panic during the evening hours: ]
something’s REALLY wrong with me i cants tay herejgggggggggggggggggg
ii． ＫＲＡＫＥＮ ＭＥ ＵＰ （ＫＲＡＫＥＮ ＭＥ ＵＰ ＩＮＳＩＤＥ）
[ eren wants to stay away from just about everyone, having conscious thoughts he’s thought he’d never have. he wants to feed, he wants to infect, he wants to part his lips to wail, he needs to find water when the evening hours come— he’s not at home, and his phone doesn’t pick up no matter how much it rings.
he goes into an alleyway not far from his apartment, and there he stays, huffing with each feverish breath and pooling into a puddle of the slime that builds from his pores and slips off patches of skin. god this is horrifying. the worst part about it is he’s slipping away; infect, destroy, infect is the chant he hears just as he would if he held his breath and needed air for screaming lungs.
maybe giving into it was easier than pushing it away. maybe he just needs a shove of encouragement to do either. ]
iii． Ｉ’Ｍ ＡＬＬ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＳ （ｄａｙｔｉｍｅ）
[ during the daytime, everything slows down. eren’s more quiet with what he does, more explosive with emotion than he usually is, but if he isn’t working— you’ll find him at the music store, sitting on one of the stools of a drum kit or other percussion instrument, asking those that wander in to improvise a little with him. whether it’s your voice, your fingers on strings or any other mix of instruments, eren wants to provide the beat.
rather, eren wants you there with him. he wants to keep you here until nightfall, in fact. ]
I’ll teach you if you want.
[ so, what do you say? ]
iv．ＹＯＵ ＷＡＮＴ ＴＨＩＮＧＡＭＡＢＯＢＳ？ Ｉ ＧＯＴ ＴＷＥＮＴＹ （ｄａｙｔｉｍｅ）
[ another daytime activity you might see eren doing when he isn’t working is: hoarding. he gathers loose change on the floor, he pickpockets anything shiny he sees from you or someone else’s person, from jewelry to restaurant utensils, stuffs it in his pockets or backpack, and heads over to the beach.
maybe you’d either want to catch him in the act right in the middle of a store, the street, maybe he just stole from you and you only noticed now, or follow him to where he’s going with all those things—? ]
v． ＯＭＦＣ ＡＳ ＩＮ ＣＯＤ （ｎｉｇｈｔｔｉｍｅ）
[ and then, perhaps, you’re by yourself tonight, or with a friend, maybe two. monster hunting or whatnot, or looking for a cure for your friends.
for option a, there’s something big that rings an ugly yet trancing siren wail by peach beach, and it’s song might ensnare your curiosity in a lure. because it’s a lovely song, isn’t it? you just want to see who, or what, could be doing something so mysterious. it just makes you want to take a nap, right? a nap right inside the water. or if you’re going with option b, maybe take a look into that beautiful phosphorescent blue cave over there? wow! how’d that get there! ]
vi． ＫＡＩＪＵＩＣＹ（ＳＥＭＩ－ＣＬＯＳＥＤ） ( contact me so we can work something out if you’d like to interact/fight eren here, as i have a pair taking him down in the end! )
[ all the night would hear by now is a terrible sound— songs turn into a thunderous scream that could make blood curl the same way nails dragging against metal would. just, times it by one hundred and give it sixty megaphones.
there are very few people that can cause the shaking in the earth beneath one’s feet with each step. buildings tremble, house appliances clatter against each other and glass threatens to vibrate much too dangerously inside its frames. the streets fill with water, and soon a flash flood of salty sea foam and gunk rides through intersections in little streams.
the reminiscent of a titan form dawns scales, frills, fins and gills, pushing down a light post as it nudges into the first street off the beach coast and presses a small shack down against the sand with its hand until it begins to give in like paper. hope that no one was in that, or still is— the monster looks interested in picking out anything snackable in the simple debris, but gurgles out an irritated gnarl when there’s nothing.
it’s going to keep doing that, looks like, and with another animalistic, distorted wail, he attempts to attract his food, too impatient to keep waiting by the shore for him to shrivel up and die.
so, towards the city he goes, bringing the chaos with him. ]