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What: Open prompts!! Daily life working and living in Olympia, exploring the more dangerous flora and fauna of Olympia's forests and outskirts.
When: The first half of the month.
Where: All around Olympia.
Warning(s): NSFW, vampire fetish tbh, some 18+ prompts.
1 | Daily Life | Olympia | OTA
[For as much as it feels like things have finally settled down, perhaps it's only that he's finally settled into a routine. The tension in the city is strongly apparent, and it's clear the Olympians are likely looking for a war to wipe the mud off their face after lowering themselves so much to seek help from Wyver. There's still a lot he doesn't know about the ancient fued between the cities, but as a natural-born hellraiser, he doesn't feel any uneasiness about the prospect of an upcomming war. Much as he would prefer the tension of a cold war versus an all-out bloodbath, as long as there was something to keep him entertained, he didn't really mind what the people here chose to do.]
[But for the time being at least, he does have a few chosen haunts where he tends to make an appearance--]
2 | Nature Documentary | All Over Olympia | OTA
[With so many people taking advantage of the mounts, it's fair to assume some will be crossing paths with one another at some point, even if they initially set out alone. But given the nature of this world, it was best to stick together, right? And who better to go on a dangerous expedition with than the all-powerful magician, Johann Faust! Which is how he'll be introducing himself to most people he meets. But just where are they going? And what will they see?? Well...]
3 | A mind is a terrible thing to waste | Outskirts of Olympia | OTA
[On the edge of a forest near the furthest outskirts of Olympia bordering Wyver, an oddly nostalgic bird call sounds through the air. And should they follow the sound, they'll eventually come across a rather odd sight: Mephisto, sitting on the ground with an odd expression on his face, looking thoroughly perplexed. He doesn't appear to have any supplies on him, nor are there any signs of his mount being around. But more than that, he looks just a bit worse for the wear: his clothes and hair not quite dirty, but definitely more out of sorts than usual. The only thing he has is his phone, closed and held tightly in one hand.]
[He won't call out nor even respond when approached -- not even to attempts at calling to him right to his face. But should someone decide to take the extra step and give him a bit of a nudge, he'll slowly look up at them blankly, his eyes lacking any sign that he recognizes them.] ...what day is it today?
[ooc: For the sake of consistency, assume this takes place on Saturday the 6th!]
4. ULTIMATE WILDCARD
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meinwaifu) & YOU!!!What: Open prompts!! Daily life working and living in Olympia, exploring the more dangerous flora and fauna of Olympia's forests and outskirts.
When: The first half of the month.
Where: All around Olympia.
Warning(s): NSFW, vampire fetish tbh, some 18+ prompts.
1 | Daily Life | Olympia | OTA
[For as much as it feels like things have finally settled down, perhaps it's only that he's finally settled into a routine. The tension in the city is strongly apparent, and it's clear the Olympians are likely looking for a war to wipe the mud off their face after lowering themselves so much to seek help from Wyver. There's still a lot he doesn't know about the ancient fued between the cities, but as a natural-born hellraiser, he doesn't feel any uneasiness about the prospect of an upcomming war. Much as he would prefer the tension of a cold war versus an all-out bloodbath, as long as there was something to keep him entertained, he didn't really mind what the people here chose to do.]
[But for the time being at least, he does have a few chosen haunts where he tends to make an appearance--]
A. Simwe Institute | OTA
[As a professor of Magic at the insitute, it's not uncommon to find Mephisto giving lectures or offering advice to students -- all under the name Johann Faust, of course. Even those not enrolled who might be interested in some good conversation can easily find him in his office, organizing research notes or conducting little experiments. And if you're lucky (???), you might just find yourself being pulled right into one!]
Oh, good timing! Would you might lending me a hand for a moment?
B. Red Light | OTA 18+
[What sort of demon would he be if he didn't indulge in a little sin now and again? As fun as Wyver's little moon festival had been, he can't deny the allure of a red light district, bringing in beautiful people, good drinks, and quiet dealings of the less scrupulous sort. The people were more honest with their malice towards Wyver once the drinks started to flow, but all it took were a few carefully placed words to placate them into changing the subject into something lighter and more fun.]
[Still, despite being a somewhat regular here, he's not the sort to go around buying services either. He prefers a chase after, all. Which is what has him sliding into a seat next to someone who appears alone -- whether they're a fellow patron or an employee.] Care for a drink? It's rather lonely to be here, drinking by one's self.
[As a professor of Magic at the insitute, it's not uncommon to find Mephisto giving lectures or offering advice to students -- all under the name Johann Faust, of course. Even those not enrolled who might be interested in some good conversation can easily find him in his office, organizing research notes or conducting little experiments. And if you're lucky (???), you might just find yourself being pulled right into one!]
Oh, good timing! Would you might lending me a hand for a moment?
B. Red Light | OTA 18+
[What sort of demon would he be if he didn't indulge in a little sin now and again? As fun as Wyver's little moon festival had been, he can't deny the allure of a red light district, bringing in beautiful people, good drinks, and quiet dealings of the less scrupulous sort. The people were more honest with their malice towards Wyver once the drinks started to flow, but all it took were a few carefully placed words to placate them into changing the subject into something lighter and more fun.]
[Still, despite being a somewhat regular here, he's not the sort to go around buying services either. He prefers a chase after, all. Which is what has him sliding into a seat next to someone who appears alone -- whether they're a fellow patron or an employee.] Care for a drink? It's rather lonely to be here, drinking by one's self.
2 | Nature Documentary | All Over Olympia | OTA
[With so many people taking advantage of the mounts, it's fair to assume some will be crossing paths with one another at some point, even if they initially set out alone. But given the nature of this world, it was best to stick together, right? And who better to go on a dangerous expedition with than the all-powerful magician, Johann Faust! Which is how he'll be introducing himself to most people he meets. But just where are they going? And what will they see?? Well...]
A. Mushrooms of Madness | Murkwell Hallow | OTA
[Catching a bit of respite under a giant 20-foot tall mushroom? Sounds safe. It's starting to rain overhead, though judging by the wind, it shouldn't last long -- which is a good thing, seeing as they'll need to leave the Hallow before sunset if they want to ride back on their mounts! For his part, Mephisto has been wearing a face mask this whole time -- though he'll pull it down once the rain starts.] Ahh, I can't say I've ever been so relieved to see a bit of rain! My allergies are acting up quite terribly around here.
[But this isn't just any mushroom. It's a mushroom of madness, prone to giving off spores that can cause mutual hallucinations powerful enough to render one unable to tell the difference between fiction and reality! ...but surely the rain means it shouldn't be as potent, right?]
B. Vena Amoris | Olympian Woods | Previous CR or OTA(18+)
Oh my, it seems you've been caught! [And just look at how worried Mephisto looks... or rather, how worried he doesn't look, inspecting the tree that has somehow captured up some poor unsuspecting travelor -- tearing them right off their mount, whch proceeded to flee off into the distance without them. Mephisto hops off his own mount, a beautiful white pegasus, and stands with his hand on his chin as he inspects the situation.]
Pray tell, are you familiar with this variety of creeping vine? You see, I'm afraid there's only one way to save you from it.
C. WILDANIMAL CARD | Anywhere in Olympia | OTA
[But the local flora aren't the only thing they need to be worrying around here. There are plenty of dangerous animals to be found as well, some of which might just be hostile... but as much as they needed to tread carefully, Mephisto doesn't look too concerned. Even as the sound of something rustling in the nearby bushes catches their attention.] Hmm, do you suppose it's friendly? Shall we go take a look?
[Will this be a good idea or a terrible one? Feel free to pick the location and/or the creature, and I'll RNG the rest!]
[Catching a bit of respite under a giant 20-foot tall mushroom? Sounds safe. It's starting to rain overhead, though judging by the wind, it shouldn't last long -- which is a good thing, seeing as they'll need to leave the Hallow before sunset if they want to ride back on their mounts! For his part, Mephisto has been wearing a face mask this whole time -- though he'll pull it down once the rain starts.] Ahh, I can't say I've ever been so relieved to see a bit of rain! My allergies are acting up quite terribly around here.
[But this isn't just any mushroom. It's a mushroom of madness, prone to giving off spores that can cause mutual hallucinations powerful enough to render one unable to tell the difference between fiction and reality! ...but surely the rain means it shouldn't be as potent, right?]
B. Vena Amoris | Olympian Woods | Previous CR or OTA(18+)
Oh my, it seems you've been caught! [And just look at how worried Mephisto looks... or rather, how worried he doesn't look, inspecting the tree that has somehow captured up some poor unsuspecting travelor -- tearing them right off their mount, whch proceeded to flee off into the distance without them. Mephisto hops off his own mount, a beautiful white pegasus, and stands with his hand on his chin as he inspects the situation.]
Pray tell, are you familiar with this variety of creeping vine? You see, I'm afraid there's only one way to save you from it.
C. WILDANIMAL CARD | Anywhere in Olympia | OTA
[But the local flora aren't the only thing they need to be worrying around here. There are plenty of dangerous animals to be found as well, some of which might just be hostile... but as much as they needed to tread carefully, Mephisto doesn't look too concerned. Even as the sound of something rustling in the nearby bushes catches their attention.] Hmm, do you suppose it's friendly? Shall we go take a look?
[Will this be a good idea or a terrible one? Feel free to pick the location and/or the creature, and I'll RNG the rest!]
3 | A mind is a terrible thing to waste | Outskirts of Olympia | OTA
[On the edge of a forest near the furthest outskirts of Olympia bordering Wyver, an oddly nostalgic bird call sounds through the air. And should they follow the sound, they'll eventually come across a rather odd sight: Mephisto, sitting on the ground with an odd expression on his face, looking thoroughly perplexed. He doesn't appear to have any supplies on him, nor are there any signs of his mount being around. But more than that, he looks just a bit worse for the wear: his clothes and hair not quite dirty, but definitely more out of sorts than usual. The only thing he has is his phone, closed and held tightly in one hand.]
[He won't call out nor even respond when approached -- not even to attempts at calling to him right to his face. But should someone decide to take the extra step and give him a bit of a nudge, he'll slowly look up at them blankly, his eyes lacking any sign that he recognizes them.] ...what day is it today?
[ooc: For the sake of consistency, assume this takes place on Saturday the 6th!]
4. ULTIMATE WILDCARD
[Feel free to hit me up with whatever, twist or blend the prompts up above however you see fit!! Or if you'd like to plot something else, shoot me a PM or message me on plurk at
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I always kind of wondered if maybe you were just running off to other people as a dog because I didn't walk you enough or something... I guess now I know that's not it.
[Anyway, back through the streets they go! She glances at him from time to time to see if it seems like he's remembering anything, but eventually, they wind up in front of her house. She puts her hands on her hips, expectant.]
...well, this is it! Does it jog your memory a little?
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[As they stand in front of the house, he brings a hand up to his chin, thinking.]
Not particularly. Though for some reason, I feel as though I'm on the brink of remembering something unpleasant...
[!!]
--ah, that's right! Mister Slaine lives here as well.
[RUDE??]
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That's not very nice, Faust.
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[But he doesn't show it, instead snorting back a laugh.]
I assure you that was a coincidence! I was thinking of two separate things, really!
[It's technically true?? Remembering Slaine lives here is different from remembering all the times he's accidentally been in the same room while they're made out or cuddled or talked all schmoopy with each other.]
But we should head inside. Thinking about it, a bath would probably help me sleep easier... seeing as I haven't collapsed from exhaustion after three days of no sleep, I can't imagine I'll be feel tired enough to do so with relaxing for a while.
[After all, he probably pretends to sleep more than he actually does. You get used to it after a couple hundred years of insomnia.]
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[She's probably given him baths as a dog before. ...maybe just before she knew he was a man? Probably after, though. Mephisto is shameless.]
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[Yes, he absolutely is. And he's probably starting to think Yona is too at this point. But he's not feeling that today -- drying off as a dog takes more effort. So once inside, he'll start heading in that direction.]
An actual bath. I think I can manage that much on my own.
[He says as he checks the wrong door for where the bathroom is... don't u say a word!!]
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[Look, that makes her life easier, she doesn't have to do any work and he can sort out getting dried off himself. But, he is kind of gross after his stint in the woods, so she waves him on.]
I'll bring you a towel, so just go on ahead.
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[But okay, bathroom found! He closes the door behind him and starts by examining himself a bit in the mirror. At least he remembers this face now. It would have been more startling had he grabbed a mirror earlier--]
[But what is startling is what he sees when he takes off his shirt. He knew all too well what the wounds littering his body were. Large patches of damaged flesh, some faded into light pink scars, but others scabbed over -- or even freshly bleeding. He had expected to see some breakdown given how sore he felt, but for it to be this bad... was his body already in this condition? or did he unconsciously use his powers while out in the wilderness and put too much strain on it? His clothes weren't damaged, so he couldn't have been attacked. But for his condition to already reach this state... just how much time did he even have left?]
[Naturally, he's yet to remember the deal he struck with the Natha, nor the help he's been given by Mipha. So seeing this and only knowing that his power to slow the passage of time on his body is gone is more than a little shocking to him right now.]
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Uh, glory.
At least he's still wearing pants?
...
But, geeze.]
Faust...?
[Maybe he doesn't need a bath. Maybe he needs a doctor.]
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[But more shocking than that is having Yona?? Suddenly there?? He was so distracted, he didn't even hear the door open.]
[Which means for a second or so, she gets to see this face--]
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--excuse me!? Hasn't anyone ever told you to knock!?
[DID SHE NOT LEARN HER LESSON WITH JAE-HA??]
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[All fluster aside, though, Yona... can't help but be a little worried. Her expression and her voice both gentle somewhat, and she averts her eyes to give him his privacy.]
Do you need to see a doctor? They might be able to help you at the clinic...
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--wait, and for that matter, don't I live here too!?
[DON'T CONFUSE THE AMNESIAC. Also for someone who is typically nothing but shameless, he's surprising bashful about things like this. He's not blushing or anything, but he's clearly flustered with her in here with him, making a shooing motion with his hand.]
You can ask me whatever you'd like after I've washed up and rested! Now shoo!
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[He's a man right now, so at the moment, he doesn't live here. Or something.
But she doesn't really want to stand around staring at his old man chest, so she nods and turns on her heel to hurry on out of there. ...taking the towel with her, like an idiot. She realizes that a moment later, cracks the door open, and tosses it back inside before pulling it shut.
Enjoy your bath, Mephisto!]
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[But okay, after about an hour of sulking, washing those wounds, and just all around relaxing, he comes out... as a dog. Dry, and probably a little fluffier than usual.]
[Of course, he's only going to get about ten steps out before he just kinda plops onto the ground and curls up right there on the floor. It looks like he's a little more tired than he thought he was... or maybe he's just really channeling his inner dog right now. It's hard to say for sure, but either way, he'll be asleep the moment he closes his eyes.]
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And now he's a dog again!
Yona hears the little pitter-patter of his paws on the ground, but when it stops suddenly, she can't help but be concerned. She comes back to investigate, sees him lying there, and kneels down to listen; he's breathing and his chest is rising and falling, so it's... probably fine.
For now, she gathers him up into her arms and carries him to the pillows that are his makeshift dog bed, before giving him a little pat on the head and letting him rest while she... does princess things or whatever, I don't know.
And that's a wrap unless you wanted him to wake up?]
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[He wakes up after only an hour of sleep. It's all he really needs to feel as refreshed as he's going to get. And with how many of his memories were trickling in before, it's more than enough to let the rest of them phase in.]
[Which also means suddenly being very, very aware of what he almost let slip.]
[...and what he was trying to forget in the first place.]
[But he has no time for that right now. Not much time has passed, so chances are Yona is still home. Which means at a certain point, he'll be quietly seeking her out in the house -- knocking on the frame of the door as he walks through to let her know he's there.]
[He has some explainin' to do.]
Ah... Miss Yona?
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[Oh, he's awake!
Yona was in her room reading a book on medicinal herbs, but she sets that aside and gets up to head over to him. The look on her face is one of concern; wounds like the ones he seemed to have aren't easily forgotten, after all.]
Are you okay? We really should have someone from the Clinic look at all that...
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[He looks almost sheepish as he rests a hand over his chest, vaguely gesturing at himself and the hidden injuries.]
I'll be all right. These wounds aren't a new development... I'll be all right with a little time.
[There's a bad demon joke in there somewhere.]
But it seems I owe you quite the apology, don't I? Even without my memories, that's not exactly an excuse for my... behavior.
[He's not sure how to deal with feelings of self-loathing?? Was he really so unpleasant when he was younger????]
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...that said, she doesn't seem altogether convinced by his assurance that he's just fine (nothing about those wounds is fine), but he also doesn't seem all that willing to talk about it. She bites her lip and crosses her arms over her chest.]
It was almost like you were a different person... but I guess anyone can do a lot of changing when they get older.
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[Physically, at least. He's not entirely sure which vessel he was in during that particular mindset, but he's sure it was one of the younger ones.]
[But he's not just coming in here to beg her forgiveness. It's Yona. He knows he needn't go that far, even if he was a creepy asshole to her.]
But that's exactly why he's here now. Because it's Yona. And it's about time he stop denying just how important she is to him.]
...I realize now that I've been keeping a lot of secrets from you about myself. I've always been a very private person, so I suppose you could call it a bad habit.
But I don't want to be like this. I want to be able to tell you about myself... but after all this time, I suppose I'm just not sure where to start.
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[Though that might be easier said than done. This sounds like it might be a long conversation, so Yona ushers him back through the doorway so they can go take a seat out in the living room.]
But if that's too hard, maybe you can start from the middle, or from the end, and work back...? If you want to talk about yourself, then I'd like to hear what you have to say. Even if you're not sure where to start from.
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[That he even feels conflicted about this, honestly debating whether or not to simply come clean now while he still has control over the narrative... just how much has he been changed by this world? By this girl in front of him?]
[The answer is easy, of course. But that still doesn't make it any easier to figure out what to say.]
Perhaps I should start with what I'm sure you must be curious about.
These wounds on my body are not conventional injuries. They're the result of a disease that's plagued my family for generations... in a way, it might almost be easier to think of it as a curse. And though the Natha have assured me it should not progress to the point of being fatal, it seems over-exerting myself is enough to wear down whatever means they're using to stop its progression.
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[Yona can't help it; the words slip out before she's able to stop herself from saying it.]
You have really bad luck with curses, don't you...?
[The disease, his brother turning him into a dog... yeesh, Mephisto. It's almost like you've got some bad karma stored up or something.]
...if you rest, you'll really be okay again?
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[It's not technically untrue, even if he'd never be so foolish as to fall to a weaker demon's curse.]
[He can see the concern on her face, but right now, his goal isn't simply to placate her. He said a lot of things when his mind was addled by the Minnu's toxins, and he'd rather answer whatever unanswered questions might be lingering in her mind now than her have imagination take off and uncover the truth he's been hiding all this time.]
[Was it always so difficult to fool humans? Or has he simply never cared this much about how one thought of him?]
But no. It doesn't quite work that way. What makes this disease so dangerous is that the wounds never heal, no matter what sort of treatment we tried. However, there's a young woman who worked in the Sanctuary who possesses healing magic -- a gift that's extraordinarily rare in my world. She's the reason most of these are now only scars -- they were much worse when I first awoke.
In it's advanced state, the decay even reaches the internal organs, causing indescribable pain... and that pain is the reason Lucifer is the way he is.
[The shift in Mephisto's expression when he mentions that name, particularly in contrast to how easily he spoke about him before, is pretty notable.]
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