[ACTIVE/VERY OPEN] intro part deux
Characters: Kotarou Inugami and whoever shows up!?
Content: The littlest dogboy shows up (again) with no idea what's going on. LET US SEE WHAT HAPPENS THIS TIME
Location: Not far from a dumpster, apparently
Time of day: Late afternoon
Warnings: none, currently
"Ung..." Kotarou gave a small growl and slowly opened his eyes. Immediately, he was aware of a strong stink, and some sort of icky goo sticking to his body. Garbage...? What was I- ... Fate-!
The memory of that battle with Fate brought Kotarou racing to his senses. In a quick and easy movement, the ten-year-old jumped from the overturned dumpster he'd awoken in and landed in a fighting stance, holding his claws at the ready. Two seconds later, he stumbled a bit and felt a brief wave of nausea. Though he recovered from the momentary unbalance, he was a little frazzled.
For one, what was this place? If it was the magic world: what the hell! Why was everything broken!? How disappointing- If not, where the hell was he? Where had that guy sent him?
...In any case, his partners couldn't have been too far away (he hoped). Plucking a severely shriveled remnant of what once may have been a banana peel from his shoulder and tossing it behind him, the half-demon chose a direction so as to begin seeking out his companions as soon as possible.
But before he could even attempt to start picking up anyone's trail, his tail bristled and his wolf ears twitched and perked upright, as he was sure he had heard something moving about not far off. Despite still being discombobulated, he smirked a little - if this was the magic world, there had to be some strong monsters lurking around. Curious, he turned back around toward the noise to investigate.
Content: The littlest dogboy shows up (again) with no idea what's going on. LET US SEE WHAT HAPPENS THIS TIME
Location: Not far from a dumpster, apparently
Time of day: Late afternoon
Warnings: none, currently
"Ung..." Kotarou gave a small growl and slowly opened his eyes. Immediately, he was aware of a strong stink, and some sort of icky goo sticking to his body. Garbage...? What was I- ... Fate-!
The memory of that battle with Fate brought Kotarou racing to his senses. In a quick and easy movement, the ten-year-old jumped from the overturned dumpster he'd awoken in and landed in a fighting stance, holding his claws at the ready. Two seconds later, he stumbled a bit and felt a brief wave of nausea. Though he recovered from the momentary unbalance, he was a little frazzled.
For one, what was this place? If it was the magic world: what the hell! Why was everything broken!? How disappointing- If not, where the hell was he? Where had that guy sent him?
...In any case, his partners couldn't have been too far away (he hoped). Plucking a severely shriveled remnant of what once may have been a banana peel from his shoulder and tossing it behind him, the half-demon chose a direction so as to begin seeking out his companions as soon as possible.
But before he could even attempt to start picking up anyone's trail, his tail bristled and his wolf ears twitched and perked upright, as he was sure he had heard something moving about not far off. Despite still being discombobulated, he smirked a little - if this was the magic world, there had to be some strong monsters lurking around. Curious, he turned back around toward the noise to investigate.