Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Dec 8, 2018 21:25:02 GMT -6
The Karinga Tribe was just as pleasant than the Lookout had been. In a stint of impulse driven by boredom, Daruma had hopped down off of the Lookout and traveled to the Karinga settlement to wander around. Things weren't that interesting though, if he had to be honest. Tribal warriors, small businesses that were kind of a dime a dozen, and hot dogs that cost a little too much for what they were worth.
It was around five in the afternoon when things started to wind into absolute boredom even here, and Daruma took off back to the Lookout to escape the crash closing in after his little adventure. Retiring to his quarters, he set up his BaoTendo and gamed away the numb feelings for a few hours. But then, that got boring and left him feeling helpless too. Left with nothing to do, he walked out to the top of the Lookout and laid down with a cold hot dog under the slowly revealing stars.
As it grew dark, Daruma looked in awe at one insanely bright star among the others in the sky. It was this brilliant, vibrant blue spec shining brighter than any other star. It was huge! After a few moments of wonder though, Daruma realized something troubling. The blue star was getting closer with each passing second, and he could will the familiar twang of ki energy radiating off of it. Though he couldn't sense any Jaki in it's makeup, it was still cause for concern. He wondered if he should wake up Chime but figured it was best not to do so until he knew what he was up against.
He bit his tongue, and stood up. He'd never dealt with something like this before, but he figured since nobody else was awake to deal with it, he may as well. Standing ready, he took one last bite of his cold hot dog and tossed it to the wayside, straightening his back and stifling his worry at the oncoming energy.
As the energy closed in, Daruma gulped deeply and quickly changed his mind as he felt the overbearing nature of the object's energy. Shouting out into the night and hoping someone would here, he called for aid. "SOMEBODY HELP!"
if you don't want the blue star to be you, you can always show up and swat it away or something friend
Initially, his actions were spurred on by strange hypotheticals that he could have avoided if only he thought about them a bit more in depth. However, instead of something sensible, he thought out the following something-or-other:
The distance between the Earth and the top of my tower is equal to the distance between the top of my tower and the Lookout, meaning the Lookout is twice as tall as my tower. And, if the Kami is the leader of the gods of Earth, then would that mean that the gods above Kami reside somewhere twice as tall as the Lookout?
And it was asinine, of course it was, but that’s what you get when you give kids too much free time. He tried doing something with it, but all that ended up doing was making a few craters in the surrounding area. But, after enough tries, Nashi came to the conclusion that there was no Lookout² and certainly no Kami². ™.
So, like parkour, Nashi leapt from one stupid thing to the next. And what could possibly outstupid flying into space until you fall unconscious? He did it all again, but with a snorkel. But what could outstupid that?
Well, not this, but it was still pretty stupid. He tried one of those bird-seeing books at first, but the birds didn’t stay still at all when Nashi’s feline instinct kicked in and jumped for the buggers. No, he’d need to do something different, so he found a moth-seeing book instead. It was sorted by rarity so, naturally, he flipped all the way to the back of the book to find the rarest moth of them all, revealing… oh, wow!
The Neptunian Night Moth (caligatio neptunia), so named for its wings textured like the eponymous planet! A pseudomagical creature, it was only supposed to come out during the period when both a blue moon was out and the few days where Neptune was at its brightest, a rare occurrence indeed. Nashi checked (using Bing, a search engine named after— well it’s pretty obvious who, isn’t it?), and found that the next day these events conceded was tomorrow! He read that they were nocturnal and tended to heights, and shone the higher they got, and Nashi knew just the high place to be.
So that’s how Nashi found himself part-way up his Tower, phone in hand (it had a camera! It counted!) and feline eyes on the ready. The only other structures at the same altitudes weren’t structures at all, but the highest of mountains, and on those you definitely couldn’t have a full view of your surroundings with, you know, mountains in the way. He was there for hours, surely, and there he’d remain, his limbs slowly numbing, until…
Over yonder, floating upwards, was a shining Neptunian Night Moth! It was moving upwards, meaning they were moving back up to the upper atmosphere, meaning Nashi didn’t have much time! He got his phonecamera out and aimed up his shot. ”Aw yiss I got ya, ya little— n-no, stop, you’re ruining the shot! Go back down! Stop rising!” Nashi would slowly begin to climb, hoping to get the perfect shot, but the moth just kept flapping and rising! It was already hard enough with the great distance between them, but these added complications were effectively forcing a continual climb upwards.
Hours later, he reached the top of the Tower, and yet the moth continued in its Neptune-bound ascent. Unwilling to fly on the fear that it would spook away the moth, he placed the Power Pole in its pedestal as he learned to do before meeting Chime, and started climbing on it to the Lookout.
Another many hour later…
It was now as bright as a star. From the perspective of someone from the surface, its apparent closeness to Neptune and its brightness would make Neptune look twice as bright as it actually was. It was emanating a great, bright energy, the Neptunian Night Moth being one of the few Earthly moths with a natural proficiency for ki. And, now? Now, it was right up by the Lookout, looking blue and bright and, generally, spooky!
Finally, just finally, it wasn’t moving up as fast, so maybe he could get in— bluergdh! A partially eaten hotdog, out of nowhere, hit Nashi on the head, ruining his shot entirely! Curse you, hotdog gods!... hotgods! By the time he could focus once again, the moth had again risen too much. Nashi rose with it, climbing to the top of the Lookout just as a stranger shouted out! ”Nonono, don’t—” But it was already too late. Just as Nashi had gotten to his feet at the Lookout’s edge, the Moth was alerted, and flying away! ”Oh, no, no, you—!” But there was for time for blame if he wanted that picture. ”Here, stranger living on my attic.” Nashi tossed the camera. ”I’mma try to spook it over here so you can take some photos while it’s real close up. Ya got it? This is important!”
He was ready to begin.
PL: 180,300 As I said, it was looking WAY too long for my liking, so I didn't want to go overboard. The ending might be seem a tad rushed as a result.
Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Dec 22, 2018 8:52:06 GMT -6
"Huh?" Daruma murmured, taken back and confused by the sudden shift in tone as the blue, cat-eared stranger that crawled up from beneath tossed the ogre his camera and spoke of some plan. "I, uh... sure?" He was definitely confused. The strange and ominous sensation he'd felt from the pressure of ki had suddenly been reduced to nothing more than a spectacle that this person he'd never met before wanted to snap a photo of. Was this Nashi, the guy Chime told him about that lived underneath the Lookout? Daruma would have to ask, but first he was left at the beck and call of the new person.
Fiddling with the... camera? Was this a camera? Daruma couldn't tell, the weird plastic shape of it threw him off and for a moment he stared blankly at the cheap bit of junk, before he found a faded logo on the side that made it all the more clear. "McBao's Kiddie Camera...?" Rubbing his face as he groaned at what he'd been given, he clicked off a plastic latch revealing a really low quality lens and aimed it towards the fluttering source of blue energy in the sky ahead.
The image on the little plastic toy's view hurt to look at. The level of grain in the image was ungodly, which given Daruma's new living situation felt like an ironic twist of fate and let him chuckled a little before he took a deep breath. With a single flick, he sent the junk camera tumbling to the earth over the edge of the Lookout. He pulled out his oniPhone and opened BaoChat's camera, this time activating his night camera mode and focusing on the light. Softer now, he called out to the stranger. "Alright, I'm ready."
ready for the snap. also sorry about your shitty phone, bud
Nashi didn’t recognise the stranger— nor, really, should he have, given the lack of any reason for him to do so. But, still, he recognised the stranger (with the limited glance he got) as an ogre, much like Yanwang but with an actual colour.
Nashi won his McBao’s Kiddie Camera after eating the equivalent of a week of meals in Big Bao Burgers and fries alone, all in the span of about twenty minutes. He was proud of his winning of it, though honestly he’d have rather won the Saibagotchi. Regardless, he quite liked it, and had he realised what the ogre was doing to it he’d have been very vocal indeed. Buuuuuut, its picture quality was considered outdated three thousand years ago, and there wasn’t actually any way to export the images on it elsewhere, bar officially-licensed and plastic-ugly McBaos printers, which were no longer officially in service. So, really, Daruma was doing Nashi a favour.
But the ludicrous amount of ugly 90’s plastic (they seemed to pop up during every century’s 90’s) seemed to do the camera a solid favour, given that it’ll survive the fall and be picked up by an impressionable teenaged Karinga tribesperson, whose fashion will be irrevocably affected by the camera’s aesthetic and will go on to create a popular line of clothing. Kami help us all.
Now was the time for action! Making sure not to get too close (yet), Nashi dropped off from the Lookout and tried his best at making a half-circle around the moth, maintaining a constant distance while getting to its other side. And then, when there’d, he’d rush forwards towards the moth, only slowing so he didn’t, ya know, splat it, like a gnat on one of those fancy high-speed trains.
Aha! It’s working! The moth was flew away from Nashi but also upwards; hopefully, even with the McBao’s camera, a decent shot would be possible from the few seconds it kept its ideal distance!
”There! Now you can take a picture with my— hang on, where’d the camera go?”
Perhaps the 90’s fashion line disaster could still be avoided. Or, perhaps not. Whatever.
Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Jan 25, 2019 23:53:41 GMT -6
As the fluttering light came moving quickly towards him, with his phone camera aimed at it and his focus dedicated, Daruma nearly didn't hear the confused tone of the cat man as his quizzical expression looked around, searching for the dull plastic children's camera that Daruma had just tossed aside like trash. Crap. Daruma hadn't thought about whether or not some a small trivial thing might have sentimental value. "Uh, I... Uhhh..." His face turned a shade of purple and his voice strained at the end of his words.
Frantic and searching his soul for an apology or an answer as to why he threw it that wouldn't paint him as a bad person, his looked to the floor and saw how close to the edge he was standing. The answer came to him, a lie that was simple and probably not worth it... but anything to spare him embarrassment or judgement. "I dropped it." He kept his eyes away from Nashi's and stared down into the color splotched terrain of the far away Earth. "I'm sorry."
As he pondered and stared down to the Earth, he quickly snapped out of his lamentation and swung his camera up to aim at the moth. "OHMYGOSHTHEPICTURE! I'M SO SORRY." He blurted, honing his phone's camera and taking a few shuttered shots as the moth flew away again. He prayed to all those in the world above that at least one of the shots was good, hopefully letting him make it up to this stranger that lived below him. Looking at it, the first two were a little blurry but the third one was pretty good. "We can go look for your camera, if you want. But this photo is pretty good." Daruma turned his phone screen to face Nashi, and held it out cautiously for him to see.
The ogre wasn’t answering the question very quickly. That meant that either the answer was something unpleasant, or he was actually resisting the control of some mind control alien parasites slowly eating him from the insides. Nashi did not know which was worse.
”You d-dropped it?” Oh no. That’s much worse!
And, suddenly, the moth didn’t matter. Nashi’s adrenaline started rushing; was it too late, did it already hit the ground? No, it’d take minutes, right? And yet, with each growing moment in which he was paralysed by fear, the camera continued to accelerate and decreased in altitude... although, what Nashi wasn't thinking of in his concerned train of thought was that the acceleration was approaching zero as its velocity reached terminal velocity, and would decrease as the terminal velocity decreased due to the thicker air closer to the surface.
”Oh wow that’s actually a pretty cool pict— I MEAN QUICK, IT ISN’T TOO LATE!” Nashi ran over to the edge and, instead of doing something sensible, he just straight-up threw himself off of it, the absolute madlad.
Judging by the time elapsed, the thickness of the air up here and their sheer height, it couldn’t have gotten too far. But that wasn’t the primary problem: it was also quite small, and Nashi didn’t actually know where precisely it had fallen or if its motion had any horizontal components to it. Meaning? Well, it meant he had to be either especially quick or especially lucky, and he didn’t have a luckiness [UT] to call on, so…
”Quick! It isn’t too late!”Wait I already said th— IT DOESN’T MATTER THERE’S STILL TIME!
Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Feb 1, 2019 7:49:21 GMT -6
The dedication with which the cat man had leaped off of the Lookout made Daruma wince with guilt. He was always doing things like this, making a quick judgement and coming to regret it as he hurt people's feelings accidentally. Tucking his phone into his pocket, he leaned over the edge and watched as Nashi raced near terminal velocity. It seemed like a pointless endeavor to search for the little plastic toy camera now... but Daruma wanted to put his best foot forward. So, with a short sigh, he too jumped from the Lookout and sank through the air towards the Earth.
"I'm coming to help!" Hollered the blue ogre, as he slowly turned his form to face downwards, hoping that it might help him catch up to the speedier figure. He had some time to kill as he rocketed toward the ground at breakneck pace, and so his mind began to slowly ask questions. Who was this stranger? He felt as though he'd met him before, or maybe heard about him. It was hard to forget a blue cat-human hybrid. Especially one that might visit the Lookout. Was it... something Chime had mentioned?
"OH!" He exclaimed aloud, the thick racing air muffling his voice so that it most likely barely reached the ears of the feline figure, if at all. "I know where I know you from now! You're that Senbyō guy, that lives at the Tower beneath us!" Wait. Why was he yelling this while falling from the sky? It was pointless! There was just no way that he could hear it. Turning back toward the ground, Daruma's eyes fell back in his skull as he realized how close of a call he had.
Thudding against the ground as he barely turned to brace for it, the ogre skidded and tumbled a few meters before he caught himself on his feet. "Ow... Rough landing..." He groaned to himself, as he tried to brush the dirt out of his clothing and looked around to see where the Senbyō had landed.
Nashi might have had a superb degree of visual acuity, sure, but even that didn’t seem to be enough. Surely it was travelling at terminal velocity, meaning it was somewhere around him given some initial ki-based accelerations, but it was so small an object in so large a space!
They passed the Tower. Half time’s up!
Nashi’s mind was focused entirely on this ask. And even if it wasn’t then he still couldn’t have heard Daruma’s remark, which was spoken while at great velocity (and also with the distance between them). But, yes, Nashi was the Senbyō— did Daruma even know that Nashi was his name? He certainly didn’t introduce himself properly, due to the rush of it all.
Aha! There! A speck of camera in a sea of distant verdance (but it wasn’t as distant as Nashi would have preferred, and was becoming continually less distant with each waking moment), there it was: his camera! With a burst of ki Nashi flew torwards it just as it was about to smash against the grass near the Tower’s base, and then—!
Nashi landed smoothly on the dirt, the camera held victoriously in his hands! He held his hands up, victorious, and released a cheer of relief. And, for the first time in ten minutes, he breathed in properly. No quiet, half breaths, no panicked ones, just a proper, good inhalation.
”Sorry about all of that,” he’d apologise, apologetically, ”you wouldn’t believe how many McBao Burgers I went through for this thing! Anyway.” He’d other his hand— ya know, for a handshake. If Daruma wasn’t standing up properly, it would also double as a helping hand up to his feet. ”The name’s Nashi! I’m the Senbyō. What’s your name?”
”Why did I go up there anyway, again?” He'd entirely forgotten about the moth.
Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Feb 4, 2019 1:47:57 GMT -6
Halfway to his feet, he turned his gaze back to see and hear Nashi's words. Grasping his hand and taking the shake as he was pulled to an upright position, Daruma gripped as tightly as his freshly shaking hands could and shook firmly. His dad always told him, the first handshake is like your biggest introduction. If it was firm and confident, you might seem weak or otherwise untrustworthy. He wasn't all that sure of it to be honest, he certainly didn't think so hard about a gesture involving basic hand motion, but it was worth the try anyway. "Thanks... and no, it's alright. Sorry I dropped it."
His introduction proved that Daruma had remembered right after all. "That's right, you're the one who lives underneath us in the tower." A little friendly smile perked up on his cheeks as he regained his color after the fall. "Oh I totally forgot to introduce myself, too! I'm Daruma, the Tsukibito. I guess that's just a fancy of saying I help Chime with stuff, though." He laughed a little halfheartedly and scruffed the back of his head, feeling a little unsure of himself and about his role in the cosmic hierarchy of Earth.
Then he remembered why Nashi had traveled up to the Lookout in the first place.
"OH!" He yanked deep into his pocket and pried out a red phone, a little dirty after the fall, with two distinct horns at the top. It was some strange combination of a flip phone and a smart phone. "You were taking a photo of that moth, up there! I got one. Here. One sec." His tongue poked from his mouth as he flipped it's cover around to the back and started fiddling with the screen. What was his password again..? Hmmm... Maybe it was... Yeah, got it! Opening his gallery app, he turned the screen around to show Nashi the photo again. "This one's really good. If you zoom in, you can see the details on its wings even through the glow."
Nashi’s handshake was energetic, powerful and just a tad too long.
”Nothing to worry about. We saved it, in the end!” Note the use of ‘we’. Also note the use of words, which Nashi used far too many of.
”Oh, so you know me? Well, obviously, you don’t, but… yeah!” Daruma must have been at least vaguely aware of what the Senbyō was, or at least who Nashi was. ”Howdy, Daruma! I help Chime with stuff, too.” Not really. There was training, and ‘brilliant insight’, but he wasn’t quite as useful as Daruma must have been.
Daruma brought out his phone. Despite it being a phone first and a camera second (or third or fourth or…), it was almost certainly far superior a camera than Nashi’s was. ”Oh, right, the moth!” To be honest, he was sorta over the moth. It wasn’t a cat, and its only redeeming factor was its blueness, which wasn’t much to run off of. ”Neato. Can you email that to me? My address is email@example.com.” Of course it was.
”Also, wanna go grab something to eat? I know a cool Karinga place— they named it after me!— and it's just a short walk away from here.”
Could end the thread here or have them go eat some food™. Whatever ya want.
Post by Tsukibito Daruma on Feb 9, 2019 8:25:44 GMT -6
So, he didn't have a phone or a nice camera... but he had an email? This Senbyō was a bit of a strange person, to be frank. Cat ears, a little too much blue for anyone's tastes - this coming from a blue-skinned ogre - and a little bit of exuberance that left Daruma feeling behind on the uptake for the energy of engagement. Yet... Daruma was sure he liked him. Maybe those little oddities would grow on him. With a little smile as his photo was appreciated, he tucked the phone away and hear the invitation. "You know, actually..."
With a growl from his stomach, as he slowly dusted off his clothing some more, he laughed for a moment before awkwardly cutting himself short. "...food sounds reeeallly good right now. I had a hotdog before but it was kind of going cold. Let's go!" It finally caught up to him that he had tossed his food off the edge right as Nashi arrived. Maybe he'd hit him with it? The thought made him shiver, that must have been a gross surprise. Shrugging it off, he toddled away to enjoy a meal with his new friend.
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