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[log] march stuff! (open!)
Who: Power and anybody!
When: throughout March
Where: all over town!
Summary: Power feeds some cats, makes a scene in the grocery store, and gets in some reading
Warnings: altered perception/reality, compulsion (using two of the TDM prompts), also cats?
CATS!
Really, you need to learn better survival skills. You'd hardly last a day in the wild like this.
[ Power is crouched in an alleyway, feeding pieces of a sandwich to a pair of stray cats that keep winding their way around her ankles. While this may be alarming to anyone who witnessed her feral pigeon-hunting spree during the food shortage a while back, the cats seem perfectly happy to get a free meal, and Power seems much calmer and more at ease than usual. When she can, she gives the cats scritches between their tattered ears.
Cats are always better than humans, even in weird alternate dimensions ruled by fear entities. It's a well-known fact. ]
WAX ON, WAX OFF (TDM prompt!)
The fruit is made of lies!
[ Power spits out a mouthful of apple in the middle of the grocery store, and throws the apple to the ground with force, like she's spiking a football. This gets her some pretty weirded out looks and a few glares from nearby shoppers, but does she care? Absolutely not! ]
What idiocy is this?! How have you all been fooled so easily! Regular fruit is bad enough, but fake fruit is ridiculous!
STORIED SUSSURATION (TDM prompt, possible Chainsaw Man spoilers!)
[ Power has never been a reader. She isn't particularly good at it; half of her reading experience was just hanging over Denji's shoulder while he read manga. It doesn't make sense for her to be drawn to the library, but... indulging a moment of curiousity can't hurt, can it?
Over the next week, Power's trips to the library become more and more frequent, more intensely focused. Anyone currently in the library, or even worse, anyone who has the nerve to stand between her and the history section, will be forcefully pushed aside as she strides through. ("Out of the way, fool!")
If you catch her while she's huddled in a corner, listening to the books, you might hear what sounds like a teenaged boy whispering about someone named Makima. Power herself has a strange, fierce little smile on her face, and a few tears are running down her cheeks (though she will vehemently deny this!). ]
Wildcard!
[ I'm
sonopants on Plurk, hit me up there or PM me if you have anything else you'd like to do! ]
When: throughout March
Where: all over town!
Summary: Power feeds some cats, makes a scene in the grocery store, and gets in some reading
Warnings: altered perception/reality, compulsion (using two of the TDM prompts), also cats?
CATS!
Really, you need to learn better survival skills. You'd hardly last a day in the wild like this.
[ Power is crouched in an alleyway, feeding pieces of a sandwich to a pair of stray cats that keep winding their way around her ankles. While this may be alarming to anyone who witnessed her feral pigeon-hunting spree during the food shortage a while back, the cats seem perfectly happy to get a free meal, and Power seems much calmer and more at ease than usual. When she can, she gives the cats scritches between their tattered ears.
Cats are always better than humans, even in weird alternate dimensions ruled by fear entities. It's a well-known fact. ]
WAX ON, WAX OFF (TDM prompt!)
The fruit is made of lies!
[ Power spits out a mouthful of apple in the middle of the grocery store, and throws the apple to the ground with force, like she's spiking a football. This gets her some pretty weirded out looks and a few glares from nearby shoppers, but does she care? Absolutely not! ]
What idiocy is this?! How have you all been fooled so easily! Regular fruit is bad enough, but fake fruit is ridiculous!
STORIED SUSSURATION (TDM prompt, possible Chainsaw Man spoilers!)
[ Power has never been a reader. She isn't particularly good at it; half of her reading experience was just hanging over Denji's shoulder while he read manga. It doesn't make sense for her to be drawn to the library, but... indulging a moment of curiousity can't hurt, can it?
Over the next week, Power's trips to the library become more and more frequent, more intensely focused. Anyone currently in the library, or even worse, anyone who has the nerve to stand between her and the history section, will be forcefully pushed aside as she strides through. ("Out of the way, fool!")
If you catch her while she's huddled in a corner, listening to the books, you might hear what sounds like a teenaged boy whispering about someone named Makima. Power herself has a strange, fierce little smile on her face, and a few tears are running down her cheeks (though she will vehemently deny this!). ]
Wildcard!
[ I'm
no subject
[ NOT A SCRAP OF HUMILITY BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM ]
no subject
All right, you went all in for the name department. Legit, and the confidence to boot. All right, Power, whatcha got? What's your deal?
cw: blood!
[ She answers WAY too cheerfully, as if that single word explains anything. To Power it does, it describes literally her whole deal, but she's going to be benevolent for Leo's sake and give a quick demonstration.
She holds her hand out, palm upright, and lets a tiny spike of blood about the height of a playing card shoot up from the center before she catches it in her fingers. It's as much as she can manage, on a day when she hasn't been terrorizing the local pigeons and rats. ]
Don't let the size belie you, I am fearsome in a fight.
Re: cw: blood!
[He watches that, catching the whole thing even as fast as she is about it.]
Oh, trust me, I believe it. I've seen some weird fierce stuff.
no subject
[ She is absolutely not sulking about this - okay, yes, she totally is, but it is justified!! ]
no subject
You're cool though, I like you.
no subject
Then you have excellent taste!
no subject
Oh, thank you, I'm aware but it's nice to hear someone say it once in a while.
no subject
[ Refined intellectuals such as them have to stick together, obviously! ]
What do you make your swords out of?
no subject
Can't really do it since [he gestures to the building.] this whole situation. But back home? Spades, butterknives, anything.