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Summer Sun, Something's Begun | July Catch-All | Open
🧙 WHO: Darin Altway and YOU
⚔️️ WHAT: July Catch-All with Open and Closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout July
🗺️ WHERE: All around Camelot! Quests and shenanigans ahoy!
⚠️ WARNINGS: Some ridiculousness? Some fluff? Will update as necessary!
🛡️ SHIELD SUMMER FEVER! 🛡️ - OPEN
[Darin always felt bad for the people who could get sick. Back home, his powers prevented him from falling ill, even to such banal things as a summer cold. But he did have experience as a gofer for his town's doctor, as well as doing errands and chores for the people who fell ill. So, this job was right up his alley.]
[One thing he knew for sure, when you're under the weather, nothing beats a good laugh.]
[With the trusty use of the new EmphaSize spell he nabbed from the traders, you'll find him waddling around with huge, oversized feet as he goes from room to room delivering flowers, teddy bears, medicine, fruit baskets, you name it. If he happens to be entering a kid's room, he'll make a big show of his giant, floppy feet. If its an elderly person's room, he'll sit with them for awhile and ask them about their day or let them ramble on.]
[But it's likely leaving one of the rooms is when you'll bump into Darin. Or trip over his enormous, floppy feet.]
Oh, hey! Easy there! You okay? Sorry, I should get a signal or something for these things...
🗡️ LAVAFT BEHIND 🗡️ - OPEN
[This seemed like a pretty easy task, all things considered. Everyone knew slimes were low-level monsters, even if they had the same temperature as magma. And Darin worked professionally around molten metal all day. If there was anyone who could handle this task, it was him.]
[Though, having someone along in case things went awry was a good idea too. Especially since his blood magic wouldn't really do him much good here.]
[So back to the Diamond Falls Darin goes. He's got a pickax and some mining tools in a pack slung over his shoulder examining the hardened rock for any sign of the slime.]
So, since I know how my luck goes, what's the plan for when we free this thing and it immediately attacks us with the fury of a particularly cranky volcano?
AT THE FORGE - OPEN
[With the reconstruction from his rampage doing well, Darin's back at the forge doing what he loves. He might be down an apprentice, but that hasn't stopped him from taking orders and commissions from those who seek him out! Got something you want Darin to make? His consultations are always free so come on in! Got some gear that needs mending or ideas you want to pitch? Maybe you just need some work? Darin's door is always open! When you step in, you'll likely see him working on something or tidying the place up. If there's one thing Darin can't stand, it's a messy forge! So come on in and let's get to work!]
BAR CRAWL - CLOSED TO KATE
[It's been about a month since he tore through Camelot as a terrifying, familiar-fused monster. Barring his (and everyone else's jaunt) to Celliwig, Darin had largely avoided going into town. And when he did, he wore a cloak with a hood that concealed his hair.]
[Now, a month later and the reconstruction mostly complete, Darin is feeling a little more hopeful that maybe he won't be kicked out of town if he decides to hit a bar for a drink or two. He's still wearing his cloak, but when he settles in at the 'In For a Pound' pub, he slowly pulls his hood back to reveal his very obvious blue mane of hair. He gets a few looks, some of which he's not too thrilled with, but orders a drink and sits at the bar.]
[Unfortunately, the patrons on either side of him scoot away. Fortunately, that leaves space should anyone decide they want to pull up a stool and join him.]
MY DINNER WITH DARIN - CLOSED TO ALLURA
[So, it really only dawned on Darin about a day or so before the date that he and Allura had chosen for dinner that this might actually be a...you know. A date. In a panic, he considered calling her to clarify that this wasn't a date...but what if she wanted it to be a date? What if he tried to clarify and they called the whole thing off? That would be awful! And he'd feel terrible too! She was really looking forward to it! But did that mean she was looking forward to a date with him?]
[No, that couldn't be it.]
[Could it?]
[So, after spending a day laying on the floor and staring at the ceiling weighing his options, he decided that, you know what? He could do this! Even if it was a date! Hell, it was only a date! He could handle that! Even though he'd never been on a date before, much less with someone who was so strikingly beautiful and had spent the last six months worming her way into his every though— NOT IMPORTANT!]
[And so, it was the evening of the big-but-maybe-not date. He'd agonized over whether or not he should dress up and finally he decided on an off-white polo shirt with pink piping around the collar and sleeves (hey, pink goes good with blue, alright?), and some tan slacks. With a menu all set (he did promise it would be an amazing meal) he sets out to begin cooking, listening intently for the door to the forge to open so he could go up and greet her.]
[Everything was set for the evening. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?]
[...Right?]
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⚔️️ WHAT: July Catch-All with Open and Closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout July
🗺️ WHERE: All around Camelot! Quests and shenanigans ahoy!
⚠️ WARNINGS: Some ridiculousness? Some fluff? Will update as necessary!
🛡️ SHIELD SUMMER FEVER! 🛡️ - OPEN
[Darin always felt bad for the people who could get sick. Back home, his powers prevented him from falling ill, even to such banal things as a summer cold. But he did have experience as a gofer for his town's doctor, as well as doing errands and chores for the people who fell ill. So, this job was right up his alley.]
[One thing he knew for sure, when you're under the weather, nothing beats a good laugh.]
[With the trusty use of the new EmphaSize spell he nabbed from the traders, you'll find him waddling around with huge, oversized feet as he goes from room to room delivering flowers, teddy bears, medicine, fruit baskets, you name it. If he happens to be entering a kid's room, he'll make a big show of his giant, floppy feet. If its an elderly person's room, he'll sit with them for awhile and ask them about their day or let them ramble on.]
[But it's likely leaving one of the rooms is when you'll bump into Darin. Or trip over his enormous, floppy feet.]
Oh, hey! Easy there! You okay? Sorry, I should get a signal or something for these things...
🗡️ LAVAFT BEHIND 🗡️ - OPEN
[This seemed like a pretty easy task, all things considered. Everyone knew slimes were low-level monsters, even if they had the same temperature as magma. And Darin worked professionally around molten metal all day. If there was anyone who could handle this task, it was him.]
[Though, having someone along in case things went awry was a good idea too. Especially since his blood magic wouldn't really do him much good here.]
[So back to the Diamond Falls Darin goes. He's got a pickax and some mining tools in a pack slung over his shoulder examining the hardened rock for any sign of the slime.]
So, since I know how my luck goes, what's the plan for when we free this thing and it immediately attacks us with the fury of a particularly cranky volcano?
AT THE FORGE - OPEN
[With the reconstruction from his rampage doing well, Darin's back at the forge doing what he loves. He might be down an apprentice, but that hasn't stopped him from taking orders and commissions from those who seek him out! Got something you want Darin to make? His consultations are always free so come on in! Got some gear that needs mending or ideas you want to pitch? Maybe you just need some work? Darin's door is always open! When you step in, you'll likely see him working on something or tidying the place up. If there's one thing Darin can't stand, it's a messy forge! So come on in and let's get to work!]
BAR CRAWL - CLOSED TO KATE
[It's been about a month since he tore through Camelot as a terrifying, familiar-fused monster. Barring his (and everyone else's jaunt) to Celliwig, Darin had largely avoided going into town. And when he did, he wore a cloak with a hood that concealed his hair.]
[Now, a month later and the reconstruction mostly complete, Darin is feeling a little more hopeful that maybe he won't be kicked out of town if he decides to hit a bar for a drink or two. He's still wearing his cloak, but when he settles in at the 'In For a Pound' pub, he slowly pulls his hood back to reveal his very obvious blue mane of hair. He gets a few looks, some of which he's not too thrilled with, but orders a drink and sits at the bar.]
[Unfortunately, the patrons on either side of him scoot away. Fortunately, that leaves space should anyone decide they want to pull up a stool and join him.]
MY DINNER WITH DARIN - CLOSED TO ALLURA
[So, it really only dawned on Darin about a day or so before the date that he and Allura had chosen for dinner that this might actually be a...you know. A date. In a panic, he considered calling her to clarify that this wasn't a date...but what if she wanted it to be a date? What if he tried to clarify and they called the whole thing off? That would be awful! And he'd feel terrible too! She was really looking forward to it! But did that mean she was looking forward to a date with him?]
[No, that couldn't be it.]
[Could it?]
[So, after spending a day laying on the floor and staring at the ceiling weighing his options, he decided that, you know what? He could do this! Even if it was a date! Hell, it was only a date! He could handle that! Even though he'd never been on a date before, much less with someone who was so strikingly beautiful and had spent the last six months worming her way into his every though— NOT IMPORTANT!]
[And so, it was the evening of the big-but-maybe-not date. He'd agonized over whether or not he should dress up and finally he decided on an off-white polo shirt with pink piping around the collar and sleeves (hey, pink goes good with blue, alright?), and some tan slacks. With a menu all set (he did promise it would be an amazing meal) he sets out to begin cooking, listening intently for the door to the forge to open so he could go up and greet her.]
[Everything was set for the evening. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?]
[...Right?]
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[Not seeing anything that catches your fancy or want to do something else? Go ahead and top-level! And if you're not sure and want to hash it out, hit me up on Discord @ Ant#0062 or on plurk @
No it's MY dinner with Darin
[Is this a bit much? She wonders about it, but doesn't doubt the choice. If nothing else, Darin's reaction will definitely be worth dressing up like this.]
[She looks around, as if she's worried someone might be spying on her — and then she approaches Darin's door, and knocks on it twice with her knuckles.]
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[It's a lot noisier than it should be.]
Hang on! Just a second!
[One last check and he heads to the door. He doesn't even know if it's Allura yet...but the timing is right. It has to be her!]
[He throws the door open enthusiastically.]
Allura! Just in ti—...
[He literally stops cold as all of the blood in his body seemingly rushes to his face.]
[Oh gods she's beautiful what have I done]
[He...needs a moment. Or two. He's got to reboot. In the meantime, at least she can enjoy the sight of him similarly dressed up? He does fill out the shirt well.]
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[But that's practiced formality. Her attention is on him, looking him over — and honestly, it's a good look for him. Not just the fit, but also that color choice, even if she suspects he's wearing it because of Allura's fondness for it.]
[Yes, she sees right through your scheme, Darin. And she approves.]
[But after she's stood outside his door for a tick, she starts to feel awkward about it, and rubs her wrist in a small display of nerves.]
So... may I come in?
[She's not about to push past him, after all.]
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shield summer fever
Do I even want to know...?
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[He waddles in a circle.]
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... I suppose someone would find entertainment in that. And it is... admirable that you are here to help others.
[ see, she's trying to be less bitch-y. ]
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At the Forge
Hey, Darin! You'll never believe how much work I've got for you.
[If Darin were Hijikata's subordinate Yamazaki he might blanch at that threat, but unlike that poor spy Darin isn't at risk of emotional and physical bossing, and doesn't the announcement seem to promise good earnings?]
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[He sounds enthused. Hijikata is a pretty serious guy, so seeing him eager to get to work lit his own fire tremendously.]
What've you got for me? Don't tell me you already damaged your katana!
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[He sets down his massive hammerspace backpack and starts taking out a number of books, placing them on the nearest flat surface (which is probably the anvil, sorry Darin).]
I got myself knighted the other week! So now I need to improve my gear and everything. Muramasha's a good sword, but I think I should upscale to a two-hander! I mean, this is England, right? Kind of. In any case it's Europe, or a Europe. I represent the king now, so I want to do this properly!
[Never mind that the geography (presumably) doesn't mean anything to Darin! Hijikata opens a book on a page with an illustration of an armoured knight holding a large zweihänder sword, then a notebook with countless little colourful sticky notes sticking out of it, flipping through the pages a little until he finds what he's looking for in that one too.]
Okay, so can you make it like in this book illustration, but with fixtures for mayonnaise bottles at the rainguard? The bottles will make up the crossguard! Like so.
[He taps the honestly rather poorly drawn picture in the notebook showing a close-up of the construction he cooked up in his head. With the fixtures keeping the mayonnaise bottles in place horizontally it looks neat, if cartoonish on paper, but anyone with a single brain cell should be able to imagine the mess that would result on first impact...]
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Forging ahead
It might be a little conspicuous, the fact that she's not her usual bright and cheery self around him, not making idle chitchat while she works. But at least she's getting a lot of work done! ]
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[He makes his way over to her workstation and sets a small stack of rolled up blueprints down.]
...Hey, is everything okay? You've seemed kind of somber...
...This isn't about the whole...monster thing..is it...?
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[well that's viscerally horrifying; how nice that she's dropped all the towels she was conveying on top of them. frees up her hands to cover her mouth and rest over her heart as she recovers from her startle.
wide eyes sharpen, squinting for a moment before it's clear.
right.
the clown is Darin.
and while she may be relieved to see he's opted against self-exile for his suffering as a tool for vengeance...]
...How...are you more stealthy in such a state?
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[He lifts his foot to show that he is, indeed, floating off the ground a couple of inches. Someone's been getting good at magic.]
I didn't mean to scare you, though. Let me help you get those!
[He tries to kneel...while floating. It's not going well.]
Um....I'd like to help you...
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Lavaft Behind
Hawk personally hopes that slime will attack with some fury because he wanted something that would be fun. Not a boring save a pathetic slime quest. The slime growing to a massive size and attacking them would be the sort of fun he's looking for and some good practice making use of an element besides wind.]
Got two words for that: Ice barrier.
[Just is a matter of how powerful Hawk can make it since he's still not quite perfected the barrier and he's not as good with water/ice as he is with wind. Still, it should be enough to let them withstand at least one attack.]
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How fast can you throw one of those up? Because I estimate we've got maybe a couple of seconds before we free this thing and it goes volcanic.
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lmk if this works <3
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Forge a Hand!
[Last month was... rough, to put it mildly. Not for her directly, but Darin had been controlled by that witch, and then in Celliwig Naoto had been given his real limbs one to have them disappear once he left the city. Darin it seems is at least feeling good enough for dinner dates- which Mako is very happy to hear- and they've talked it out personally. But Naoto... missing his right arm especially has been weighing so heavily on him.
So it's late in the morning on one of her off days from the tea shop that she makes her way over to Darin's forge bearing a decently sized basket, smile still there but focused. Time to finally call in the commission she'd placed after the masquerade.]
Darin?
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[He seems to have a bounce in his step. After the events of last month, this month has been pretty great so far! It helps that he has so many positive people at his back keeping him on the right path. Makoto, of course, being one of them.]
What brings you in? Want a tour?
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At the Forge
[... Maybe next time with the traders, he'd see if getting another blade from home was possible. For now, the forge door was slammed open.]
Darin! Ya in today?
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Of course I'm in. I live here.
Like, literally.
Anyway, what brings you in? And are you going to keep kicking my door open until it breaks?
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At the Forge
He hears good things about one specific forge and decides to check it out! After night falls, Darkwing Duck sets foot into the place and announces himself the only way that seems natural: with a smoke bomb!]
I am the terror that flaps in the night.
I am the butter knife cleaving the evil crust off the sandwich that is justice...
I am Darkwing Duck!
[He holds a pose for a moment. Then he glances around and remarks casually-]
Nice set-up you've got here!
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[But, Darin's also learned that Avalon is no stranger to the supernatural. Considering that Avalon is chock full of the restless dead, when Darin hears an ominous voice declaring that it is 'The Terror That Flaps in the Night' he is going to respond the same way any other fantasy-genre character with a phobia of the supernatural is going to act.]
[He screams, kicks over his table, hides behind it, and chucks a water balloon full of 'holy water.']
[It's just spring water that he harangued some poor cleric into blessing.]
[Sorry, Darkwing.]
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and since, she's kept her head out of that business. doesn't concern herself with anything but her day to day life. what happened to Darin, the whole fight, doesn't rank highly enough for her to think about it when she sees an empty space at the bar next to him, and so she slides into the seat and gestures for a drink from the bartender. beer please! )
Mind company?
( she could use someone to chat with for the night, someone to stop the world from becoming nothing but the quiet din of background noise. )
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As long as you don't mind that I'm part of that company. I've still got a bit of a reputation around here.
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WOW I FORGOT TO HIT ENTER ON THIS TAG I SUCK
oh man BEEN THERE
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Summer Fever
He's just exiting a room on his way to get the latest patient some food from the cafeteria (now that they have an appetite again), when he runs into...shoes. Wolfwood trips, though he rights himself before he can hit the ground.]
What the hell? [He's already glaring as he turns.]
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You alright?
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